The Stranger – Meeting him

Wednesday, October 12

I cast a glance on the Ikea clock in my kitchen. It tells me it is 18:30. Time to leave. I put on my shoes and grab my coat.

Twenty minutes later I arrive at my destination and park my car. I like to be on time. I have about 10 minutes to kill so I check my phone. No text messages and no mail. That is a relief but it still does not guarantee that he will show up.

There is a guy waiting in his car next to mine. Nervously he checks his wristwatch and smart phone. Looks around. Checks his  phone again.
Pale skin, mustache. His charisma does not touch me. OMG I think, I hope it is not him.

Hell, this feels more like a date than simply meeting someone.

I get out of the car and head for the roundabout where I am supposed to meet him.

The church bells of the nearby Gothic church let me know it is 7.

I do feel a little nervous. I hope there will be a connection and not a painful OMG moment.

He is five minutes late.

Finally we meet and shake hands, The Stranger and I.

I immediately like him. His charisma, body language. He is, in a non-sexual way, attractive. We chitchat while we walk towards the center of the town. I feel at ease and I hope he does too.

In a desolate wine bar we order our drinks. We talk about our past experiences in the wonderful world of BDSM.

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He saw Histoire d’O when he was an adolescent and, as it did to me, the movie helped him form his view on erotica and sex.

He has not that much experience, almost none in fact. He is a submissive hoping to find a match. He has never visited a club so it will be a first one for him.
I’ll make sure it will be something for him to remember.

We talk about sex and BDSM and other stuff and I feel cozy and great and I do like his company. I feel completely relaxed.

There are no painful silences and he is correct, seems honest and shows respect. No dirty talk or insinuations.

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We talk about limits, what he expects, what we desire.  I have the feeling we are playing the same ballgame her.

On the phone he told me he would find it difficult to enter a club alone for the first time.
It was Princesses’ idea  to pick him up somewhere while she is on the backseat, blindfolded. I don’t think one can get closer to Histoire d’O than this.
The Stranger likes the idea.

We both have to get up early for work so at 21:00 we split.

Later that evening we talk over the phone, Princess and I. She is curious and excited and so very happy it all went well and that The Stranger and I have a connection.

Princess tells me I need to be really aware of my responsibilities as a Dom. Her Dom of course and a Top for The Stranger. He made it quite clear he won’t take any action but will wait for my orders.

I check our Calendar and mail him  a few dates. Our fantasy is going to happen real soon now.

Just to be clear, this adventure is one that has been discussed thoroughly with all parties involved. Like every BDSM scene this is safe, sane and consensual.

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