He Owned Her From Day One
Ryan and Christine both felt lonely, having been misunderstood in their previous relationships. They decided to create profiles on Hinge, lowering their expectations.
Ryan's profile described a handsome 44-year-old firefighter/IT professional who was looking for something more than plain vanilla. One of his captions read: "I'm searching for a "Good Girl" who'll follow my lead."
Christine's profile showcased a pretty 39-year-old with an athletic figure hidden beneath modest clothing. Her images displayed a cute smile, a modest pose highlighting her sexy legs and feet. The last image revealed her hunger for submission with her braided pigtails.
As a seasoned Dom, Ryan recognized Christine's profile and realized she might be a submissive. He promptly matched with her, eagerly awaiting a notification. When he received one, a mix of excitement and skepticism filled him. After reading her opening message—"you look like trouble" —he had a glimmer of hope.
Ryan had been dealing with women who misunderstood his intentions when he mentioned BDSM, bondage, and his love for controlling every aspect of their lives. He often encountered women who matched him for arguments or simply liked being dominated in bed. He disregarded these matches quickly.
Excited by the potential, he cautiously engaged in a conversation. He didn't want to be too quick to introduce the forbidden subject, as that might scare Christine away. "Haha, I definitely can be 😈" was his response. The conversation soon drifted to something more casual. They talked about advent calendars, staring competitions, and unrelated topics. Then, he decided to test the waters a little. "The braided pigtails, you like them pulled, don't you?" She replied, "Well, yes, that's what they're there for." Immediately, Ryan replied, "So I'm sure your neck adores the grip of a warm palm, isn't it." "Oof, is it that obvious?", she asked.
Ryan concluded that they shared common interests and decided it was time to explore BDSM. He instructed Christine to take the BDSM test, and she obliged. To Ryan's surprise, her results showed a 100% submissive, 95% masochist, 86% rope bunny, and 66% slave. Ryan's results, in contrast, displayed a 100% brat tamer, 100% dominant, 100% daddy/mommy, and 98% rigger.
Now, the conversation focused on BDSM. Ryan started assigning tasks to Christine. He chose her underwear and outfit for each day and instructed her on the right pose to display them. She was also expected to send him a picture of herself in the same pose whenever she changed clothes. Christine mentioned she had anxiety, and Ryan decided to push her limits. He assigned her meditation and journaling exercises. Ryan asked her to report on water and food consumption and keep her nails painted in his chosen color. He devised a daily exercise rotation and asked for pictures as proof. She was also given the task of gathering measurements for a chastity belt and researching the use of one for an entire week. All these activities were recorded in an app, with the only reward being a collar available.
They eventually met in person and experienced immediate chemistry. They spent the day bowling, having dinner, and walking in a secluded park. With no one in sight on the road, they returned to the truck. Ryan smiled as he recalled how Christine had followed all his instructions effortlessly.
He ordered her to take position #3 against the truck. Obediently, Christine faced the truck, put her hands on it, spread her legs, and bent her back to present her ass. Ryan grabbed her, groping her body from her head to her feet. She struggled to keep her balance but enjoyed his rough touch and her desire to surrender. He struck her ass hard and instructed her to face him, hands presented. Ryan secured her wrists in black smith & Wesson handcuffs.
Ryan was amazed at how quickly Christine had submitted to him. Confident and assertive, he planned to explore their shared desires while respecting their individual limits. As their exploration continued, he confidently assumed the role of a dominator, enjoying the agency this role offered him. Christine, satiated by their BDSM play, was looking forward to learning more about her limits under his guidance.
Christine has never experienced any form of restriction before. She's never been handcuffed, tied up, or apprehended. Her cheeks redden, and she tries to hide her cuffed wrists under her shirt. "Just stand here for a moment, feel them, look at them," Ryan says. "Let's go on a brief stroll," Ryan says, putting his right hand on Christine's left hand. With her hands fastened, she inquires, "What should I do with my other hand? It seems a bit awkward." Ryan responds, "Grip the exterior of my hand!" As he guides her around the parking lot and checks the pathway maps.
Following about an hour, Ryan takes her back to the automobile and inquires of Christine if she enjoys being bound. Christine answers, "Yes, Daddy! I feel as though you are the one holding the reins in this situation, and I'm free!" Ryan responds, "Excellent Kitten, you can keep it this way for a while longer. Join me in the backseat of the truck and show Daddy how well you fellate cock. Remove your pants so I can feel you from within while you have my penis in your mouth."
Ryan is positioned in the backseat, Christine is sprawled over the bench. Her knees are bent, and her feet are now sporting leg irons. Ryan has his right hand reaching behind her ass and into her sexual organ, as Christine promptly moves her head up and down to take Ryan's entire organ. Christine's bound hands are rubbing Ryan's balls, as he regulates the pace with his left hand's strong grip, pulling her hair and pushing her deeper. When he is close to reaching climax and feels her expelling liquid over the bench, he slows the rhythm down. He continues to pulse until he finally unleashes his full load.
"Don't attempt to swallow now kitten! Sit up. Tilt your head back and gargle," he orders. She wipes the surplus off her chin with her tied-up hands, and licks it as she keeps gargling. "Alright now swallow it" Ryan orders, and adds "you're a fantastic girl". Christine swallows and smiles as Ryan grabs her waist and pulls her in for an embrace.
Day 1 of Chastity
Ryan retrieves the chastity belt ordered specifically for Christine's measurements. Christine inspects it and checks out the built-in 3" dildo. "I must adjust a few things and ensure your comfort; you'll wear this until I see you next time," Ryan declares as he finds his screwdriver and wrench. He folds the seat up and asks Christine to kneel and clutch onto the headrest as he inserts the dildo into her damp pussy and secures the belt around her waist. "Oh, it's cold," she laments as he adjusts the apparatus, finally fastening the lock.
"You're mine now. Your thoughts, your schedule, your vagina. With this, you can earn your orgasms from me by continuing to obey me." Ryan removes the leg irons and assists Christine in putting on her pants and reconnects her leg restraints. He escorts her carefully to the front seat, where he fastens her with a seatbelt and drives her back to her vehicle.
Upon reaching home, Ryan removes the handcuffs and leg irons, observing the traces left on Christine's delicate skin. He leads her to her vehicle and enters, and Christine notes the feeling of the dildo locked inside her. "DO NOT REMOVE IT BEFORE RECEIVING MY PERMISSION," he says sternly. "Yes, Daddy," she replies, before getting in her vehicle to travel home and await further instructions, eagerly anticipating seeing him again more than she's ever desired. He owns her. She is his possession.
To be continued.
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