Red Dragon {mpellegrino}

Jenny had rushed home after work that day, eager to get home and get ready. Indeed most of the day her mind had been filled with thoughts of tonight. Steve had asked her out to dinner. Asked her? Well yes but he had done it such away that she was in no doubt she was not going to refuse.

She had met Steve online in BDSMLibrary chat room. It had taken a while for her to get to know the polite and self deprecating man known a Snowdog. But as soon as she had started to chat privately she had immediately noticed how he subtly changed and seemed so much more commanding. It was almost imperceptible and rather than ask her for pics tell her to use her web cam, demand her underwear sizes and then call her 'slut' and the like he had been every inch a gentleman.

He had posted her his picture and then to assure her of his authenticity had let her see him on web cam. He was about five feet nine, he said. It was hard to tell on cam, but he did look very broad built. He had explained he was a rugby player and worked as a 'bouncer' part time so had to keep in regular training. His mousy brown hair was kept short and he was clean shaven. Each time she had asked to view his cam he had been dressed in shirt and tie.

Jenny was interested in the idea of submission and was looking to experiment to see what it would be like after her years of fantasising and dreaming of being bent to the will of another. Steve professed to have been a Dominant for many years. He liked 'rope work' he said and loved to make a woman submit to him, to do as he asked. He always said asked she noticed never told or ordered as most of the other Dominants in the chat room seemed to.

Then last night he had asked her to meet him at 'Vista', a very nice restaurant in town. He had told her to wear the new red dress she had told she had got for he friends wedding last month. He had not really even waited for her answer but she found herself sending him a holiday snap she liked so he would know her. It was the first time Steve had seen her and so, by this act it seemed, she had indeed agreed to meet him.

She did worry a little but he seemed to already know this. He told her to contact a good friend and tell her that they were meeting and where and when. She was to arrange to phone her friend when she got the restaurant at 1900 hrs then again after an hour and again at 2300 hrs when she got home. He assured her they would not leave the restaurant.

So she found herself dressing for dinner with a man she had never met, at least in the flesh, but a man she knew through the chat room. She wondered what he would be like in real life. She felt excited, he was very attractive and well built, he certainly was dominant and she wanted that so much. He seemed to be caring and most of all she thought she would really prefer to be serving him rather than going for dinner. But who knew what it might lead to in the future?