That Very First Moment

Etoile said:
Yay, I'm poly, I get to have two stories!


Thats so not fair..... though I can't really whine most of the Doms will tell me to suck it up.... and do something else hehe.
 
we met on an internet M/s lifestyle group, primarily made up black female submissives and slaves and white male Dominants and Masters. it was a very active group with a stimulating, surprisingly intellectual message board. however there was a strong element of racism that permeated everything, and actually that was one of the things that drew me to the group in the first place.

i wasn't there looking for anyone, i was just trying to read, learn, and maybe gain some actual experience. but i was barely 19 and extremely naive in certain areas. one day an IM pops up on my screen from someone in the group...nick was "PetTrainer"...he greets me politely and asks about a recent of post of mine, in which i had described my "dream" Master. my description was too ridiculous and embarassing to repeat in detail, but suffice to say it included the words "beautiful white Master" and "keep me in my place." we got into a friendly, lively discussion about M/s relationships in general. He told me about his relationship with his slave, the things he subjected her to their general way of life.

my thoughts about this "PetTrainer" were something like this: He's a cool guy, he'd be a nice friend to have. but wow...that poor slave of his....at least now i know what kind of Master i DON'T want. lol

but he wasn't hitting on me or trying to form a serious relationship. He doesn't believe in that sort of thing any more than i do. we pretty much live the que sera sera philosophy.
 
(Disclaimer- this is not a PYL/pyl sort of relationship, but it is a Dear [and complicated] Friendship...)

I actually looked it up- two years, one month, and one week ago, I opened my PM box at Lit, and saw one of the most eloquent, respectful, polite emails I've ever read. I believe we were exchanging emails off-site within a few days; phone calls within two weeks, and we've only passed a handful of days without talking, since (the email folder set aside for our correspondence, tops 10,000 exchanges, as well).

He helped me get accepted to a specialty programme to go back to school, arranged a new job for me (which didn't work out and he and I both ended up burned by my former employer), helped me start my own business when said employment went kablooey, encouraged me to find my inner strength from day one, has taught me more than I'd ever have a chance to forget, and has never stopped believing in me. My Life changed when I opened that private message; I only hope I've been as good a Friend to him as he has been to me...



(I feel all sappy and dorky now. :rolleyes: )
 
CutieMouse said:
....(I feel all sappy and dorky now. :rolleyes: )
i'm not one to tell anyone else how they should feel because i hate when others try to pull that with me..... but,

If i were... i'd say: naaaaa... don't feel dorky.
i really enjoyed reading that. Don't even know who you are talking about and i got warm fuzzies... That's nice. i hope it turns to more. If it does, i hope we all get to hear about it. Because it's a nice story so far .... and because i am nosey too. :)
 
Master and i met on an old picture thread i had. He posted how hot my ass was and how he'd like to kiss it with his crop while my hands were bound to my feet. :devil: :D We posted back and forth to eachother...then one day i PM'd him with one question...i asked Him if he was a Dominant...i know, sounds like stupid question now, but i gave him my yahoo ID and he messaged me shortly thereafter. We began chatting and He offered to answer any questions i had. i asked Him a ton of questions pertaining to myself and this lifestyle. ;)

i told him that i wasn't ready for another LDR online relationship again...i had 2 that really did not work out, and He said that if i chose not to go that route again, that at least a great friendship would be developed. Well, one question led to another and another, and then September 19...i began to call Him "Sir" :heart: that day He became my Master. :kiss: :rose:
 
CutieMouse said:
(Disclaimer- this is not a PYL/pyl sort of relationship, but it is a Dear [and complicated] Friendship...)

I actually looked it up- two years, one month, and one week ago, I opened my PM box at Lit, and saw one of the most eloquent, respectful, polite emails I've ever read. I believe we were exchanging emails off-site within a few days; phone calls within two weeks, and we've only passed a handful of days without talking, since (the email folder set aside for our correspondence, tops 10,000 exchanges, as well).

He helped me get accepted to a specialty programme to go back to school, arranged a new job for me (which didn't work out and he and I both ended up burned by my former employer), helped me start my own business when said employment went kablooey, encouraged me to find my inner strength from day one, has taught me more than I'd ever have a chance to forget, and has never stopped believing in me. My Life changed when I opened that private message; I only hope I've been as good a Friend to him as he has been to me...



(I feel all sappy and dorky now. :rolleyes: )

It's not either. Gave me more warm fuzzies than a lot of the D/s inspired ones. It has a nice, unstrained realness to it.

And I like Sinn's too because it's the only one so far as anti-climacitc as mine.
 
Thanks Sinn and Netz... hooo boy is it ever an unstrained real [complicated, fabulous, frustrating, challenging, ever expanding, Loving] Friendship.... LOL
 
indeed it is very real and down-to-earth cutie mouse, and I agree, don't fele like a dork, i REALLY like your story. It's just as heart felt as anyone elses, and that's what matters.

And netz, so it was a bit anti-climactic, life can't ALWAYS be dramatic... otherwise there'd b no point in making dramas :D
 
The first time I saw my alpha I thought he look entirely too much like a back street boy all moused up with overtly trendy dressing. We had a clearly different personalities and an evident age difference. I was dismissive to him and coldly polite until he left. I figured I'd never see him again. He called me that night and everyone after until we were a couple. Persistant and attractive...five years later...the age difference is no longer apparent. Also, he no longer dresses like he should be on Mtv. :)
 
I posted a personal right here on Lit, and Snooze commented in it. Because His understanding post said much of what I was feeling in my frustrated search for a Dom, I assumed He was a submissive. I wrote Him and asked Him for advice from one sub to another. We laughed over my misunderstanding and started talking. I hadn't initially thought of Him as a possibility, but as we talked we grew closer. He still has that way of getting into my head. :D
 
CutieMouse said:
(the email folder set aside for our correspondence, tops 10,000 exchanges, as well).
I will have to tell this to my wife - she thinks I am crazy for saving every message she's ever sent to me! I'm not sure how many that is because some years back I had TWO total losses of my e-mail, but it's definitely a lot. :)
 
I met my sub in the real world and we rarely communicate via email. However there is one moment of digital communication that I can point to as being a moment of realization.

I think we had been seeing each other for a few weeks, respectfully, about once a week, a Friday or Saturday. Both of us thought we were real cool and didn't want to sweat the other person too much, but the connection was undeniable.

Finally, it was a Wednesday and I was horny as fuck. I contemplated the possible ramifications of seeming too desperate, etc. etc. and said fuck it. I text messaged her cell phone:

"I want you to come over. Warning: you will be attacked."

She responded, immediately:

"I can be there in 20 minutes."

I enjoyed her company very much and we had amazing chemistry, but I was already past the point in my life where I wanted a vanilla relationship. I didn't expect to have a fulfilling D/s relationship with someone who'd never heard of it, but it was at that moment that I realized I could.



Since we're on the topic, there is a woman I did meet online last year who has become very important to me. I started a thread on the GB about her a few months ago, after she broke my heart. Our situation has changed a lot since then, so I may be talking about her more in the future.

In any case, she messaged me on MySpace, after reading some of my posts in a BDSM group there. At the time I was getting quite a bit of mail from subs who read that group. Many were cute or interesting, but none anywhere close to as cute or as interesting as this female.

The more we talked, the more it seemed that we were exactly what the other was looking for. Or maybe it always feels that way when you have that kind of chemistry. In either case what began was an obsessive and drama filled year of flirting. There were some obstacles to us being together.

For one thing she lived in Philadelphia and I live in South Florida. A bigger problem was that she was (is) married.

I knew about it from the beginning and I never really took the possibility of pursuing anything with her seriously until she asked her husband for a divorce. Soon after that, she met my sub and I in the neutral territory of NYC and we had an awesome time. It seemed like we had nowhere to go but up from there, but suddenly one day she said she had to try to save her marriage.

I was nowhere close to being over her that quickly, and after a short break we started talking again. It was a difficult and humiliating time for me. We had gotten really close and it felt weird not to have her in my life in some way, but I told her I wouldn't put up with this forever. She asked if I was going to stop talking to her and I said yes, but I promised we'd see each other again before I did.

I bought a ticket to Philly for a month from that day and told her I was coming to say goodbye. She asked me what she had to do to keep me from disappearing and I told her she had to say "I want to be with you and I'm willing to do what it takes to make that happen" and mean it.

She never said it, and I flew up to Philly on schedule to say goodbye. Naturally, since I was in town, I decided to tap that ass as well. I flew home, thinking our little love affair was over.

Soon I'd be right, but not in the way I thought. Three days later she sent me an email saying "I want to be with you and I'm willing to do what it takes to make that happen". She told her husband she wants a divorce and moved into a friend's apartment. She also told her husband, her friends and her family about me, which she hadn't before.

I haven't spoken about her much for obvious reasons, I guess. We've really come a long way, but I'm still a bit wary of getting burned. Once bitten, twice shy, and all that.

I'm constantly aware of the potential for more heartbreak in this situation, but she's so suitable to my needs, it seems like a high risk/high reward kind of scenario.

Here are the messages that started it all. I still read our early correspondence every once in a while because I think it's so cute.



you're a curiosity
so "deep" yet so shallow?
regardless, its 3:20 in the morning, my inhibitions are at the door and Im taking advantage of the security provided by the internet
so, hola.

thats pretty much it*



There is an irony in what you are saying that I will share with you on a later date, if we get to know each other better.

But why do call me deep, and why do you call me shallow?

And why is deep in quotes and shallow on its own!

lol



when I picture myself saying it aloud, I imagine finger quotes around deep to deemphasize its conotations..
Secretly sir, I dont think you're either..

really, intense, maybe a little conceited, a little god complex due to a sharp wit and real understanding of things

or maybe Im looking to "deep" into your myspace profile*



So you're married, eh?

What a disappointment.

You're very fucking sexy, in a slighty androgynous pixie sort of way. I won't be any more disrespectful than that.

So, are you going to throw down with me on the BDSM forum, or must I walk the path of the lone samurai?



oh, we can throw down sir, honest injun ;)
 
H was a phone domination client before a client, before I just said "fuck it" and grabbed him up for a personal slave.

He said humiliation was a turn on. I threw my all into it, had him hanging on the edge of cumming and told him "don't think I need your dimes, I'm hanging up now because I can, jerk off." Click.

My heart rate was up, I was turned on, pure adrenaline. Like if I'd been doing 3D play. It was weird, I should have realized there was something there then but I was mostly just enjoying the high.

He called back the next day, totally hooked. Eventually he began to tell me details about his life and when I learned that the first pro he saw ended up scooping him up into her stable, I wasn't surprised, I just knew this one was good.
 
I love how domme's get stables.

You bitches have it fucking great, I hope you know that.
 
Marquis said:
I love how domme's get stables.

You bitches have it fucking great, I hope you know that.

me = pimp

hey, I still met M the old fashioned way. In person with a sweaty palm full of phone number going "don't get too worked up" to myself.
 
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I jumped up and down excited to finally find a Dominant with a brain. Actually we bumped into each other on the BDSM Word Association thread in Nov 2004. That he has grey matter and knows how to use it was major for me. When we met in person, my very first glance at him was him in his all-together. He just came out of the shower lol. I'll never forget that as long as I live. :p
 
J and i met on collarme.com. W/we chatted a bit back and forth in private messages and then moved it to yahoo messenger. W/we clicked so well that W/we set up a date. W/we had only planned on meeting for the afternoon but it lasted much longer than that. i was amazed at how well W/we had connected. There is just something about Him. i always tell my family that i feel differently about J than i did about any other guy that i have dated. :)
 
malcah_ms said:
I jumped up and down excited to finally find a Dominant with a brain. Actually we bumped into each other on the BDSM Word Association thread in Nov 2004. That he has grey matter and knows how to use it was major for me. When we met in person, my very first glance at him was him in his all-together. He just came out of the shower lol. I'll never forget that as long as I live. :p


I just have to express my delight with the fact that the word association thread, of all places, brought people together. That's really sweet. :heart:
 
Let's see.

January 3rd of last year I walked--so nervous my knees were shaking--into my first Black Rose TNG meeting ever. The eighth person I met was a wildly gesturing little man in a traffic-cone orange button down shirt and a grey fedora.

I don't believe in love at first sight, but by the end of that night I...was as close as I will admit to believing. I wanted to be with him, I wanted to be around him, loved the way he laughed and the things he had to say and the plans he had for his life. Just utterly enamored. I was new and shy and unsure and didn't even attempt to pursue him, though he likes to claim I followed him around like a puppy dog.

Three weeks later he convinced me to go the Black Rose play party with him as friends. Two weeks after that he started crashing with me on Tuesdays after the BR meetings. At the end of February I went on a road trip to Pittsburgh with him for a work meeting and he cornered me with a "Where are we going?" talk. And we more or less decided that wherever it was, I'd be doing it with him.

It was all very mundane, really.
 
catalina_francisco said:
Yes you should, it is still your reality, and none of us know what the future holds for us. :rose:

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Catalina

Well, if you insist. :p

I met B. on CollarMe. I'd seen his profile several times before I emailed him, and every time I went past it because he'd specified that he didn't like piercings, and, at the time, I had 4 or 5 of them. I loved everything else about his profile, though. Something kept drawing me back to it, and I finally just gave in and emailed him. He answered me, and before long, we were talking on Yahoo.

Neither of our CM profiles were specific about where in Alabama we were located. I asked him where he was, and I almost fell off my chair when he named the next town over from my hometown. I "LOL"-ed at him, and he asked what was so funny. I replied, "It's funny because I grew up in xxxxx!" He laughed, too, and we set about trying to figure out if we knew each other in real life or not. Despite having grown up a grand total of 15 minutes from each other in very small towns, we had never met.

I was at school, about two hours away, at this point. Because I'm very shy in person, I've always been hesitant about meeting anyone from the 'Net. I'd rather not have them thinking I'm brilliant and witty or whatever and disappoint them when we met. I wanted to meet him, but I kept putting him off because I liked him and didn't want him to dislike me. We started talking in December '05. He kept after me about meeting, and I finally gave in. We met during Spring Break, in March '06.

I was scared to death, and he knew it. He was very kind to me and distracted me by talking to me about all kinds of things to keep my mind off of my fear. And, yes, I played with him that first meeting. There was an instant connection--and I'd say probably the closest thing to love at first sight that I've ever experienced. Goofy as it sounds, it was like I already knew him, or, at least, that I was destined to meet him and was completed somehow now that I finally had. (Yes, it's cheesy. I'm sorry.)

The moment that sealed it for me was when I was standing before him naked, a bit scared, and vulnerable, my hands cuffed behind my back and my nipples clamped--he looked at me with such tenderness in his eyes and asked if I wanted a kiss. As a rule, I hate kissing. It just feels...gross...to me. I don't know why. But I told him "yes," that I did want a kiss because I thought it was what he wanted to hear. I braced myself for it and hoped it'd be over quickly. He asked me, many months later, if I'd known when we met how dangerous he'd be to my psyche. He was expecting me to say no, but I looked him dead in the eye, and said, "Yes." When he kissed me, and I loved every second of it, I knew I was in deep trouble.

I called my girlfriend on the way home and told her about it. She asked how it went. I said, "I kissed him. And I liked it." She replied, "Oh, shit." Even she knew how much trouble I was in, LOL. It scared me so badly that I toyed with the idea of never speaking to him again, but I just had to see him again. The rest is history.
 
Wow, I love reading these stories, it's so wonderful to know how everyone else met their SO. There are so many "awww"-worthy stories here!


Heather
 
amadaun said:
I just have to express my delight with the fact that the word association thread, of all places, brought people together. That's really sweet. :heart:

I actully printed out that part of the thread (where we met that night) for our first anniversary. :D He had forgotten most of it and how suggestive it got. We went back and forth for about 45 minutes. I didn't think anything of it until I received an email to write with him. That was the jumping up and down part I mentioned earlier. :)
 
This thread made me look up the old emails we sent each other. Her first email started with
Hi! I'm ----.
And my reply started with
Hi -------.

I know, very exciting. :D

We meet in a online story writing group so our first messages where only about co writing a part of the story together with some other people. Will keep digging to see if I can find our first messages about something other then the story.
 
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m wisdom said:
This thread made me look up the old emails we sent each other. Her first email started with And my reply started with

I know, very exciting. :D

We meet in a online story writing group so our first messages where only about co writing a part of the story together with some other people. Will keep digging to see if I can find our first messages about something other then the story.

It is so cool when you come across those memories. :cathappy:

Catalina :catroar:
 
catalina_francisco said:
It is so cool when you come across those memories. :cathappy:

Catalina :catroar:

*giggles* I remember when I admitted to Jounar that i archive all our messages, and then when I'm missing him I go back and read them.

He then said "so do I" :heart: :cathappy:
 
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