An Unusual Romantic Tryst...

Disappointed, Marissa sighed and continue working throughout the day chatting off and on with other friends that message her to say "hi". She felt lucky to have so many friends that genuinely did care for her. Anxiously watching her computer clock, she didn't leave her screen for fear of missing him dropping by as he had said he might. He didn't. This was the first time in weeks, she didn't speak to him for a whole day. It was a long evening and she missed him. She logged out early and went to bed, tossing and turning the night away.

She slept late the next morning. After nibbling on a piece of toast and sipping at a glass of orange juice, Marissa went on a two hour hike with her dogs. It was a beautiful fall day and days like this would be scarce as it got later in the season. Winter would soon be upon them and she dreaded the cold.

She logged on in the late afternoon, put on her messenger and checked her various email accounts. With a sigh of relief escaping her lips at the site, the all too familiar window entitled MasterTrojan appears on her screen.

"Hello Marissa" he said.

"Hello Jake… hugs …I've missed you. I'm so sorry for my temper tantrum, I hope you can forgive me" she blurted out sheepishly.

"Of course, it's water under the bridge" he replies graciously "But we do have to talk. "

Marissa, dreading what was to come, swallowed hard saying "Of course... I'm listening Jake. "

He began by telling her that he's been doing a lot of thinking and has reaching some startling conclusions. First of all, he's fallen for her and fallen fast and hard and this scares him. She smiles and acknowledges the same to him. Secondly, he's had a online relationship in the recent past and gave his all for a nine month period and ended up with nothing, just disappointment. Thirdly, although he cares for her a great deal, he is not prepared to wait till she finishes school when she could come to him. And even if she could at this very moment, it still wouldn't work because the way he was feeling about her he would not be able to let her return home to finish what she had to. So in light of these facts, he felt that they should take a step back and do some serious thinking.

Aghast, Marissa said "Noooo". "Jake, please we could use this time to get to know each other and if it doesn't take that long we aren't out that much time. Why do we have to rush this? "

"Well sweet, there is real life to consider, you will be meeting guys left and right I'm sure. I wouldn't want to stand in your way. " "And to tell you the truth, last night the dinner I went to turned out to be a set up and we are gonna hook up later in the week. Ugh... And damn I drank way too much last nite and my head is killing me … I just wanna die.. So we have to keep this short. I have to get some sleep to feel human again, " he told her.

Marissa replied saying she was sorry that he felt so hungover and this could wait. With that he said "Good …bye for now" and kissed her softly on the lips as he slipped out of chat. Although she was disappointed they couldn't talk. Marissa understood. How could she not. She cared deeply for this man.

Another day went by and she heard nothing rationalizing that he was getting caught up after his night of drinking. Finally on Tuesday, she logged in after coming home from class and there was an offline waiting for her. He was there but invisible. Message him when she got online.

Instead she decided to chill in chat for a few moments while she got up her nerve to message him and continue their chat. She arbitrarily picked a room and entered and there he was; which shocked her because he had told her he didn't have the time to waste in chatrooms. It was a rather nasty room full of Doms and subs and like usual, the subbies were shamelessly chatting him up on the main chat screen. Marissa could only imagine what the private messages were like. "Good Afternoon Room" she typed in the main room and followed by "Good Afternoon MasterTrojan". A few people she didn't know responded to her greeting but nothing from him. Marissa waited a moment. Then feeling she had intruded his space, she left. Not knowing quite what to do at this point, she decided to send him a message. She wrote …"umm, I'm sorry to have intruded but I thought we could talk" … and left it at that. Immediately his reply flashed upon her screen "Give me a second, I'll be right with you. " Marissa's heart stopped as already he appeared to have distanced himself from her. "What had she missed?"

"Ok Marissa, I just needed a moment to leave the room" he started off.

"Hi Jake, how are you?" she responded.

"Great! never better" he smiled.

Marissa wondered about his hangover but let it go, the point being moot. "Good"

Jake continued "I've been giving this a lot of thought and you know I'm really not prepared to embark on another online relationship. It's just a too emotional to go through. I think perhaps we had better step back and really come to terms with what we could really live with. "

Not understanding where this was coming from and in shock somewhat, all Marissa could manage to say was "Oh?"

"Why, had you thought that perhaps we could take this real?" he asked. She smiled because he was fishing.

"Well, yess as we had discussed Jake, I did think that and thought this was a time of discovery ~ a getting-to-know-you time" she stammered back to him.

"I can't afford to wait for you to finish school 'rissa and even if you were to fly out this weekend, I couldn't agree to it because I just wouldn't be able to let you go when it was time" he simply stated.

"You can'afford?" she repeated in disbelief. During all the past weeks and all the time they had spent together talking for hours upon end, this topic had come up and it was never a point of contention between them. Something had changed and Marissa had no idea why.

"Well the truth is so many things could happen like you meeting someone for real and I wouldn't want you to give that up for me " Jake said.

"Well Jake.. it works both ways" she said.

"Ok.. so how do we handle that?" he simply asked.

"Honestly … mention it…don't report on it. Real life has to come first for both of us Jake until we both get the opportunity to be able to financially meet each other. You knew I was in school for the next 10 months but I had always thought …"

"It's not just that" he interrupted slightly annoyed at her explanations. "We are from different worlds. I am a Dominant!"

Marissa looked at him square in the face and said "Sooo?".

She knew it would piss him off and she was out to deliberately push his buttons whether he realized it or not. She needed to know where this was all suddenly coming from. She apologized for her outburst and he said he forgave her.

"It's not just that. As a Dominant, I have certain desires that need to be fulfilled. I have a Toy Box beneath my bed, Marissa. Shall I tell you about it?"

Somewhat sarcastically, Marissa replied " Oh do tell, Jake, please"

"Ok" he nodded and proceeded to open and give her the tour of His Toy Box. "First we have here, assorted ropes and chains. A ball gag…have you ever seen one before?"

"No" she replies quietly "Why that instead of, say a silk scarf? Is there some thrill to looking at a woman trussed up with that like a roasted pig with an apple?"

He chuckles at her "no dear, it muffles the screams much more effectively without the drool". He continues chuckling knowing how she would be affected by this all.

Next, he pulled out two different leather floggers explaining that he has in his limited real BDSM exploits used floggers and crops. He explained that they come in different types depending on the severity of the pain that is desired and the thrill of flogging some nice fresh tits as well as whipping a sweet honey's cunt was a very erotic precursor to a good fuck.

Marissa kept silent as he went on pulling out various types of soft leather cuffs, metal cuffs; shackles, blindfolds, silk scarves, a couple different vibes, nipple clips, clit clamps, butt plugs and pulled out the spreader bar he had stored under his bed. Oh and the piece de resistance, his very own custom paddle…a 1x4 of rustic oak cut, with his "Trojan" insignia burned into it.

"I don't have too much yet" he said almost apologetically and then unexpectedly slapped his hand with the paddle causing Marissa's to eyes widen at his comment and to jump at the "Whack!" He looked up and laughed at her.

"Um... I thought you said you were into a little mild bondage?" she asked.

Again, he laughed but made no further comment.

They were both silent for a moment. He, waiting for more of a reaction. She was overwhelmed, to say the least.

Chapter Six: The Desires

Asserting his dominance, provoking her outright, Jake asked " Would you like to know what I would do to you, sweet?"

"Yes, tell me" she responded defiantly. She really wasn't sure how to react to him. She had always felt he was testing her for some reason. Some days she felt she passed the test and others she felt she failed miserably; but, that didn't make her care for him any less. Unfortunately, it didn't make her the sub he desired either spawning feelings of gross inadequacy in her.

"Mmm … " he taunted her smiling. "I'd start by ripping those clothes off your body. Drag you off to my dungeon, in this case my bedroom. " He laughed. "Let's see … mmm push you down on a bed of luxurious furs…place a ball gag in your mouth so it would fit quite comfortably … shackle those svelte wrists of yours together … shackle those luscious legs to this spreader bar. "

She was silent as she listened to him explain the scenario he would consider erotic in BDSM love, a scene he fantasized as the ultimate in the D/s zone.

"Then" he continued " I would lift that bar towards your head exposing that mouthwatering ass of yours to me. After an appropriate time of eating that sweet cunt of yours while teasing your bottom with my fingers, I'd have to slam my cock into it ~ taking that sweet anal cherry of yours, so to speak. He paused to laugh and sighed at the thought of it. Of course the first time, I'd ease in with a lot of lubrication before I went hard at it. And yes, it might pain you a bit at first, but then you would cross into that zone and it would be the best you had ever experienced. No cunt fuck would ever take you to this place and bring you this much pleasure. Not to mention the additional pleasures afforded you once you realized the pleasure you had brought to Me. "

Marissa remained silent. She simply had nothing to say.

Jake smiled and delved deeper into this primal fuck scene pausing every so often to visualize and give Marissa a chance to feel his words and understand his cravings. "Having spewed My load into your ass, inhaling your scent... your fear, hearing your muffled screams and kissing the sweet tears away from that lovely face of yours, I would then indulge in a little something primarily for myself knowing fully that it would also send you soaring into such excruciating pleasure. "

"And that would be?" Marissa managed to ask, getting paler as he spoke.

"Mmm…that would be lifting you off the lush furs and suspending you from the hook affixed to the ceiling. Your feet braced apart but touching the floor. A knobby vibe on high pushed into that sweet wet cunt of yours and an appropriately sized butt plug, as deemed by me of course, because I do know what I'm doing, shoved up your now not-so-virgin bud. They could always be secured by a pair of your prettiest panties. And then with my paddle I would give those sweet ass cheeks of yours some color. A nice glistening red. Mmm…. " He smiles. "Once of course, achieving that glow, it would just be a matter of pulling down your panties or ripping them off, removing the plug and raping your ass good while the vibe kept your pussy contented while My satisfaction was being achieved. Damn sweet" he crooned just thinking about it, licking his lips.

Marissa, ashen at his suggestions, said nothing.

"Well?" he enquired. Marissa shaken at his explanation of just how much constituted a mild interest in bondage just looked at him, "WELL?" he demanded.

Marissa just looked at him. He laughed. "Speechless? I told you we were from two different worlds. And to tell you the truth, I don't think I could commit to a relationship where I was denied anal penetration. It just feels soooo good. Spanking…a good paddling…is something else I really enjoy especially when "my mark" remains on your ass for awhile afterwards. Nipple clips and clit clamps are other features that just make it so much better. And freely being able to cum in a woman's mouth having her suck, swallow and being free to cum on her face …her tits…really anywhere I choose…and having her enjoy it really gets Me off that much more. Do you think youcan do that 'rissa?" he sneered at her, "DO YOU? Could you enjoy it just knowing that you are able to give Me your gift of submission and pleasure Me in any way I desire?"

"I don't know, I mean I could try" she stammered. Unbeknownst to Jake, Marissa was crying as she contemplated the questions he put forth on screen. She cared for and loved, yes loved, him so much. But at the same time she realized she loved the man he had approached her as with a mere kinky interest in mild bondage. What he just laid on her tonight seemed like a tad more than that and she felt oddly betrayed.

"Well that is the dilemma I have been faced with and I realized I have to do what's right. Right for Me! I want this relationship 24/7 'rissa. It's not a game. Anytime you and I were alone, it would be compulsory for you to refer to me as Master or Sir. At no time would you look up unless you were given permission" he ranted on.

"But I would work outside the house" she interrupted.

"Yes, you would work in the 'nilla world. But once arriving home you would be under my dominion. That means Master, Sir. Your eyes would be lowered unless you were given permission to raise them and at the site of me upon your arrival home, you would be required to drop to your knees until you were given permission to rise. You would speak when you were spoken to. Do you understand that?" he bellowed.

"So, let me get this straight? You mean I would arrive home from work and upon seeing you instead of greeting you with a hello~how was your day sweety, a hug and kisses, I would put my briefcase aside, slip off my heels and in business suit and pantyhose kneel before you until you told me to get up?" she reiterated incredulously. "And what if I screwed up and mistakenly called you by your given name, what then?"

"Then you would have to be punished" he simply stated without hesitation.

"What?" she exclaimed. "Punished? Punished how?"

"Well let's see" he said as he thought about it. "Perhaps, you would have to scrub the kitchen floor with your toothbrush and while you were on your knees doing that you would reflect on the proper way to greet your Master. "

"Are you serious????" she exploded almost hyperventilating. "You would waste precious time having me do that, rather than being with each other?" After all we both would be working. Our schedules would be varied. And with all the household chores and grocery shopping, cooking and cleaning up after meals, laundry, et al you would waste our time together that way?"

Slyly he laughed at her replying "Now that would be up to you Marissa. If you would learn quickly. The error of your ways would quickly correct themselves and we wouldn't have to even consider such options. "

"My God Jake!" she cried. "Listen to yourself!"

"Well it's not like it would seem that obvious. Life would be busy, yes and full. You would have your chores. I would have the dinner menus to consider. You would just cook what I set out for you. That I can do on a weekly basis. I would be in charge of the finances and all major decisions ~ you wouldn't have to worry about a thing just accomplishing the tasks you are given. "

Marissa interjects " And what about when I need to do some personal shopping or get my hair cut or highlighted? Girly stuff you know?" "Or sex, what about sex?"

"That would be all worked out, perhaps once every two weeks you would be allowed a personal day to do those things you so think you need to do" he answered. "And if you were really a good girl, maybe I'd even throw in a social evening out where I might just be persuaded to let you call me Jake. " "In so far as sex goes, should I want you, I will summon you and you will satisfy My needs. "

"What about my needs/? What about if I came home horny or woke up in the middle of the night wanting a good fuck, then what?" Marissa blurted out, now slightly pissed off at the man with all the selfish answers. "Do I wait for you to wake up? Do I wake you and then hop out of bed and get on my knees to beg you? What?!!!"

Jake looked at her seemingly annoyed at her attitude and calmly answered her "Should you wake in the night aroused while I'm sleeping you could wake Me gently by say... licking and sucking my cock. No matter, your limits in that regard would be discussed and set. You would know what you were allowed to do and when. As far as coming home "horny" the proper thing to do would be to kneel before me with your thighs parted revealing your exposed cunt, eyes down and first of all ask to speak, and once being given permission to do so make the following request "Master, may this slut be allowed to satisfy you. " "And depending how I feel at that moment, you would be allowed to offer Me sexual gratification. Failing that any other time I want you, I take you in whatever way I desire and should I come off before you and decide I have other things I must attend to, you will hold on until I see fit to take care of it. And Marissa, you have to trust that I would take care of it in my own time. "

Marissa "hmmpft" inspite of herself.

Angered by her insubordination he replied " See sweetie, it wouldn't work…I think stepping back from this is the right thing for both of us. I have to do whats right for me. "At this Marissa just broke down and cried. "Look I gotta go" he said "This is really getting us nowhere. Take good care of yourself 'rissa. Goodbye. "

With that, Jake slipped out the door.

Chapter Seven: It Ends

Marissa logged out quickly and just put her head down on her desk and had a good cry.

The man she had grown to care for and love had become someone else. This seemed to have become a pattern with her as essentially the same thing happened in her real life relationship which had ended 2 years prior. In that scenario, he had just wanted a trophy to store on a shelf, a mommy for his children; something respectable to hang off his arm at his company's social functions. But that was real.

This was online! Something she had hoped would blossom into something real. In this scenario it seemed the man she thought he was became this hardcore Master who wanted only a fuck bitch. All the while he was talking to her, Marissa wondered what was in this for her. Apparently all that was, was his pleasure. Distraught, tired and confused, Marissa took two sleeping pills and went to bed. She needed an escape from what is real and what is not. Even the drug induced sleep was a restless one.

The next morning when Marissa awoke, she felt out of it. Overwhelmed by feelings of abandonment and loneliness, she barely managed to make herself a cup of coffee much less pretend everything was alright. There was no one she could talk about this without having her sanity questioned.

She faced her computer and turned it on reluctantly logging into Whoopee messenger.

"Hayyyy sweet, how are ya?" was the first window to pop up at her this day. It was her friend Lioness.

"Hi lioness" she answered. "I'm ok. "