Chapter One
Anna had never done anything like this before ... she couldn`t believe she was doing it
now. They had met late one evening online in a chat room where only naughty girls go and
the men are called Doms. After talking for a few minutes, they realized that they lived in
the same town. She suddenly became a bit apprehensive about continuing their
conversation.
"Don`t leave me, Princess," he typed, "Daddy would never hurt you."
"I don`t even know your name."
"It`s Jon ... short for Jonathan ... and yours?"
"It`s Anna."
"It`s very nice to meet you, Anna."
She knew she shouldn`t believe anything online, but his words were comforting and she
continued their discussion.
"Dom is such a strong word," she typed, "it makes me think of dungeons,
whips and chains."
He smiled.
"It`s not like that, Princess," he said, "I`m a very gentle Dom. I would
take you to great heights of pleasure and never hurt you."
She listened as he told her about a woman that had been his submissive for many years.
The woman had fallen in love with him and had wanted to leave her family for him, but he
would not let her. Eventually, the woman and her family moved to another state, and
although he missed her deeply, he was ready to move on and find a new submissive.
"You could be that person, Princess," he said, "You could be Daddy`s new
little girl."
She blushed and shifted a little in her chair, grateful that he could not see her on the
other side of the computer screen.
The days and weeks went by and they became closer. They had both sent the other pictures
of themselves and she thought he was quite a handsome older man. He had oohhhh`d and
aaaahh`d when he received her photo, telling her what a pretty young woman she was and
becoming more convinced than ever that they needed to meet. She kept putting him off, not
quite ready for a meeting.
Several months went by and still he did not pressure her. He wanted her to be comfortable
about their meeting and to come to him on her terms. They talked online one evening and
were both sexually worked up. He needed to hear her voice.
"I need to hear your voice, Princess. I need to hear you cum for me," he
typed.
She hesitated for just a moment, but then remembered she could put a block on her phone
in case he had a caller ID box.
"I want to hear your voice too," she typed.
"Do you want me to call you or do you want to call me?" he typed.
"I`ll call you."
He gave her his phone number and she recognized the area where he lived. It looked as if
he lived near her work.
"Give me a couple of minutes," she typed, "and then I`ll call."
"Alright, Princess ... take your time ... I`ll be here waiting for you."
She signed offline and gathered her wits. It was just a phone call. It wasn`t a
commitment for anything further. Climbing onto her bed, she fluffed the pillows to get
comfy and then picked up the phone to dial his number. He picked it up on the first ring.
"Hello?"
"Hi," she said, a bit shyly.
She could feel him smile over the phone.
"Hello, Princess," he said softly. "How are you?"
His voice was deep, but tender and soothing.
"Warm," she giggled.
"As am I."
They talked until 4:00 in the morning. They played and touched themselves, cumming
violently for the other, then cuddled and chatted until they got each other worked up
again. By the time they hung up, they had each cum three times and only their exhaustion
made them bring their phone call to an end. She felt so close to him.
"Sleep well," he said softly, "I will talk to you soon."
"Good night, Daddy."
She felt him smile again.
"Good night, Princess."
Sleep didn`t come well for her the remainder of the night. Everything in her told her
that he was a wonderful man, but that word ... Dom ... it was so intimidating. If she
submitted to him, would it be more than what she wanted? Would he allow her to set limits
in their relationship? Would he abide by them?
When he saw her online the next night, he sent her lots of hugs and kisses. She responded
with a soft kiss to his cheek.
"Are you alright, Princess?" he asked.
"Yes, I suppose."
"What`s wrong? Tell Daddy."
She took a deep breath and typed out her fears. He was silent for a moment and then
replied.
"I would never do anything that you didn`t want me to, my angel. That`s why we
should meet. I want to look in your eyes and talk about what we both do and don`t want. I
want to melt your fears. I don`t want you to fear me, but enjoy our time together and let
me bring you to heights of pleasure that you have never known before. I only want to
please you, Princess."
As she read his words, her reservations began to fade and her heart began to beat
furiously.
"When would you like to meet?" she typed.
The moment she saw her own words appear on the screen, she gasped. She waited, her eyes
glued to the monitor, a lump in her throat.
"Can we meet tonight?" he typed.
There was no reason why she couldn`t, yet she hesitated for a moment.
"Yes," she fumbled with the keys, "we could."
He sent lots of smiley faces.
"Tell me where and what time, Princess, and I will be there."
She named a restaurant in between her home and work and he recognized it.
"I know where that is," he typed, "Say, 8:00?"
"Yes," she typed, "I can be there at 8."
"That`s wonderful, Princess," he typed excitedly, "I can hardly wait. I
will see you at 8:00 then?"
"Yes."
He sent her more kisses.
"I must go now, but I will be there," he continued, "Please do me a favor
and park in the back of the restaurant."
She was in such disbelief of what she had done that she didn`t even ask him why.
"I will."
"Goodbye, Princess. I will see you at 8:00."
"Bye."
And with that, he signed off.
She sat still for a moment, still not believing what she had just agreed to do. She
looked at her watch. Two hours ... in two hours, she would meet a "Dom". Her
heart raced.
She dressed carefully. Searching her closet, she found a cute blouse and shirt
combination. The skirt was a bit short, but he had already made a comment that he liked
pretty legs, so she decided to wear it. As she carefully applied her makeup and brushed
her hair, she wondered why he had chosen her to be his new little girl, especially with
all the beautiful and willing ladies online.
Being a weeknight, the restaurant wasn`t busy. She looked around carefully to see if
there was anyone there that she knew, but saw no one familiar. As she waited for the
hostess to come back from seating the previous customer, she felt a hand on her shoulder.
Electricity went through her body and she didn`t have to turn to know it was him.
"Hello, Princess," he said softly.
"Hello, Jon," she replied, a blush rising on her cheeks.
The hostess came and the two of them were escorted to a small booth in the corner. After
taking their drink order, she left them alone to go get their beverages. He reached over
the table and took her hand, and she looked up into his eyes. The picture he had sent had
not done justice to his handsome face and she noticed that his eyes were far bluer than
they appeared in the photo.
"You are very beautiful, Princess," he said softly, as if reading her mind,
"so much more so than the picture you sent me."
She smiled, slightly biting her lower lip.
"Thank you."
The waitress came to get their food order, but they opted for a slice of cake to share.
"And a scoop of ice cream on the side," he told the waitress, then winked at
Anna, "My little girl loves ice cream."
Their server smiled a knowledgeable smile and went to get their order. He turned back to
Anna and caressed her fingers in his.
"I can`t believe that you remembered that I like ice cream," she giggled.
"I remember everything you`ve told me, my angel," he told her lovingly,
"and I want to learn more."
The next hour was spent talking, sharing cake and coffee, laughing and getting to know
each other. He learned that she was 28, divorced with no children, had been an only child,
but had been a good kid, so had never needed a spanking. Her father had died in an
automobile accident when she was just a toddler, so she never really knew him, and was
raised in a small town by her mother and aunt. She worked as a sales representative for an
advertising agency and was in and out of the office frequently. Jon liked her petite,
slender body, shoulder length dark hair and large, doe-like brown eyes ... it gave her an
almost childlike appearance.
She learned that he had had many women in his life but had never married, never finding
the woman of his dreams. He was 20 years older than she was, but didn`t look it by any
means. The white of his thick hair was the only give-away to his age, for his blue eyes
were bright and his body was trim. He was six foot tall, towering over her 5`2"
frame, with a dignified and distinguished aura about him. His face was clean-shaven,
except for a white pencil thin mustache above his lips. He worked from his home, working
in sales also, but for a major corporation based in another state. He didn`t have to go
out of town often, but occasionally had to make a business trip.
He had a wonderful sense of humor and loved making her blush. He touched his lips with
his napkin and sat back from the table.
"Well, Princess," he said, "I should walk you to your car. It`s a work day
tomorrow and I don`t want you to stay up past your bedtime."
It was only 10:00 but she didn`t argue with him about leaving.
The back of the restaurant was quite dark, so he took her hand so that she wouldn`t be
scared. Unknowing that it was her car, he had parked his large sedan next to her economy
vehicle, so they stood between the two automobiles to say goodnight. He leaned back
against his car, stretching his long legs out and putting his arms around her waist to
pull her in between them. He put his long fingers under her chin and lifted her face to
his, looking deeply into her eyes.
"Daddy wants you, Princess," he said softly, "Daddy wants you very
badly."
Before she could answer, he pulled her tighter and kissed her. She could feel his hard
cock pressing against her tummy. His lips were soft ... warm ... tender ... and she felt
just like butter as she melted into his arms and moaned against his mouth.
"You want Daddy, don`t you, Princess?" he whispered against her lips.
"Yes," she breathed.
"You want Daddy to protect you ... love you ... care for you, don`t you, my
angel?" he continued.
"Oh yes," she said, her voice an excited whisper.
"I will, Princess. You will have no need for another man. I will take care of all
your needs."
She could feel herself being drawn into his world ... a world of domination and
submission ... a world where she would have her Daddy and her lover, all in the same man.
She had never felt so loved and protected in all her life. Her brain was spinning with
thoughts and questions, but she ignored them and surrendered to his charms. She could feel
the moisture building between her legs, but instead of resisting it, she admitted it.
"I`m getting wet," she told him, her voice small and quiet.
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