Kirsty had often chatted online, but one guy had really gotten her attention. He confessed to always wanting a slave, and Kirsty had often told Him of her fantasies about being tied up, and being owned, having a Master. Having a collar put around her neck and being punished for not obeying her Master.

After many weeks of talking, the two agreed to meet up.

Kirsty waited for Him at her door, nervous and trembling. The doorbell rang, and she stood up and opened the door.

Even though she'd seen many pictures of Him, and had seen Him on webcam, nothing had prepared her for this: around 6'2, blond hair and kind yet fierce eyes. She felt weak.

'Come in, Master...' she whispered, and he did so.

After the short introductions, He pushed her onto her own bed.

'So what do you call me from now on?' He asked.

'Master...' she said, and He stroked her hair softly, then turned her over and pushed her head down, tying her wrists behind her back, and binding her ankles together with rope.

Kirsty felt the pain of the new experience, the rope feeling tight and the forced position she was in. Her heart raced.

'Do you want me to put it in you?' he asked, suddenly.

'Do you need to ask? Kirsty replied.

He then slapped her ass hard, 'No, beg for it, like you should,' He said with a sudden temper.

Kirsty gasped at the sudden pain but did as He asked.

'Please Master, fuck me.'

He then held her hips and pushed His cock inside her, then pulled out.

Kirsty gasped and moaned. 'Master, please put it back in me, harder and faster.'

'Now that's begging,' He said, and grabbed her hips again.

He pushed himself inside her wet pussy, pounding her hard and fast.

'Master, I'm going to come,' she screamed in between groans.

'Come for me, now!' He shouted and slapped her ass, while still fucking her hard.

She came hot and quick, and He too came at the same time.

He slowly untied her, then said, 'Now you're a worthy slave,' and placed a collar around her neck, tightening it and doing it up.

Kirsty smiled. She'd waited for a true Master and now she'd happily serve Him.
She couldn't wait for the next time, where she'd be waiting on her knees with her collar on, for her Master.