Second Act: Preparation
The evening after their coffee meetup, Brett was careful to text Katie so that she felt as though he was excited and interested. He knew that she would need to feel affirmed and special after talking about such sensitive things for the first time with a complete stranger. He texted the only thing he could think of that would make sense:
"Dear Katie, you have made me so excited. You are a truly delightful young lady. Thank you for your pledge of surrender. I am lying here with it in my hand, having smelled your sweetness. Look forward to exploring every inch of you soon. Sir Brett"
He threw the "Sir" in because he had failed to bring it up earlier and felt it was a good introductory moment. As he thought about this young lady calling him "Sir" while he did all kinds of sexual things to her, his arousal grew and his cock ached to get things started. But he knew patience was essential, and he needed to take things very slowly. Much of this was new for him. It was certainly new for Katie. She would need a lot of encouragement along the way.
Over the course of the next week, he would text Katie a few times, just enough to let her know that he had been thinking about her, hoped she was doing well, and that she could rest assured that he was making arrangements for a special first meeting. He could tell she was very interested because she would always text back immediately with a quick but thoughtful response. It was funny to see her serious style of flirting. He knew that, as stern as he would need to be, he would also need to have lots of fun with this girl - to tease her, flirt with her, give her an adventure. That was going to be important to draw her out of our sexual shell. So, he tried to be both serious and flirty with his texts.
His parents were keeping his son this Friday night, as they did almost every Friday night, to give him a break. He figured this would be one of his best times to meet with Katie, along with some impromptu times during the day throughout the upcoming weeks. His work schedule was very flexible and he often worked from home while his son was at school. However, for this first meeting, he really wanted to show her the advantages of serving a professional, older man who had a great income, good tastes, and the means to show her some luxury while she served him.
Some of the things he had planned for her, things he had been researching and corresponding about with other doms online, were going to be very hard for her to bear. She was going to need some extra incentive to endure and break through. He also wanted the first occasion together to be a special one for her to remember, so he decided to forego having her come over to his house this time. Instead, he reserved a very nice suite at a local luxury boutique for Friday night.
After reserving the room, he texted with her and confirmed that she could be available from Friday afternoon through Saturday morning. He imagined that she was pretty surprised that this was going to be an all-night affair. He was right when she wrote back.
"You mean like all night, like a sleepover?" she texted.
That was so cute - a sleepover. He texted back very acutely:
"There may not be much sleeping, but yes, kind of like a sleepover, just less restful, at least for you." He thought that was a very clever response. He asked for her email address and wrote the following email to her:
"Katie,
I am so looking forward to claiming you as my subject - your body, mind, and soul, this weekend. What an honor and trust you have given to me. I will not disappoint that trust and will take great care with you. I will pick you up at our agreed-upon location in front of your residence at 7 p.m. sharp.
Please bring the following and only the following with you: your phone, sundress of your choosing, matching heels, white lacy bra and panties on underneath the dress. In preparation, I want you to do a few things for me.
First, I want you to immediately email me with your exact size of your bras and panties. Second, I want you to shave every inch of your body from your neck down. I want your body shaven when I see it on Friday. I will be inspecting every inch of you, inside and out, Katie. Third, clean yourself out on Friday during the day, prior to our meeting. I am including a link on how to do this in case you are freaking out on this. Fourth and finally, do not wear any perfume, makeup, or artificial smells. I want to smell you, see you, as you are, without anything hiding you from me. I will pick you up and we will go out to a nice dinner and then begin our adventure together.
-Sir Brett"
Well, that ought to give her enough to stew on for awhile, Brett thought to himself. Her mind would be racing like a hamster. What he didn't tell her was that he would only use some of this information. He was not going to buy her a new wardrobe or tell her what to wear everyday, but it was okay for her mind to go there. The shaving predicament would be interesting, if she wasn't already shaven. He seriously doubted she was. The panty and bra measurements he would use. Again, he was not going to control all of her choices here, but in this case, he would be providing, to his liking, exactly what she would be wearing around him. That would be a nice surprise for her on Friday evening. Brett had some work to do to prep.
Friday came relatively quickly. Brett had never been so excited for a weekend in his life. He wondered what that said about him. He deserved some excitement...he had been through hell the last few years. It kind of felt good, as well, to know that he was not going on some date to find a replacement for his wife. No, he was going in as a mentor, a teacher, and to experience the fruit of having a young-bodied submissive who desired to awaken sexually. It provided a nice relief, enough to quell any rumblings in his mind about the situation.
After dropping his son off at his parents, he headed back to his house to change and get ready. He needed to look the part, in a big way. He showered and put on chinos, boat shoes, a nice button-down, and a semi-dressy blazer. He looked preppy yet professional. The most important thing: he looked comfortable and confident in his skin.
He also put together a small bag of play toys that he had bought, based on his research. He placed three pairs of lingerie, a collar and leash, and a thin sexy robe that he had bought just for her, in a gift box. He knew the gifts would fit, because she had completed one of her tasks by sending him her measurements. He would offer it as a present to her. Additionally, he bagged up some a pair of nipple clamps, four leather cuffs, a small butt plug, a wooden spoon, a belt, and a container of lube.. The bulge in his pants was apparent. He had to shift a few times as he was packing the bag.
He stopped by the hotel, checked in, and stowed everything away. Everything needed to be polished the first time, as this was all going to make an impression of one kind or another on her and their future. He turned some nice mood music and lighting on. He wanted to make sure the atmosphere was ready-to-go when they arrived back from dinner.
It was only a five minute drive from the hotel to her off-campus apartment. As he pulled up alongside the curb in front of her residence, he was astonished at how stunning she looked coming out of the front door. He immediately got hard, literally pulsing in his pants. His palms started to sweat. He slowly got out of the car, and she started walking to the door.
"Hold on there, Katie," he quickly remarked.
She stopped in her tracks and then seemed to absorb finally that he was coming around to give her a quick side hug and open the door for her. He could tell that she was not used to ever having done this for her, or at least not by a date. He complimented her on how beautiful she looked and she once again flushed with embarrassment. He shut the door and found his way back to the driver's seat. She seemed to be impressed with the Infiniti SUV. It was a very classy and upscale car, and spotless. Her car was a wreck, she would explain on the way to the restaurant. The car smelled of a masculine cologne that she could not make out, but it was intoxicating. It is how he smelled the first time he had met her and how he smelled outside of the car when he hugged her. She was already dripping from the smell alone and they had hardly even spoken.
He asked her a few questions about the rest of her week, about her classes, her upcoming test. He even got her laughing when he picked up on something funny she said.. Then, right of nowhere:
"Did you complete all of your remaining tasks, Katie?" He landed it just like it was one of the normal questions. She did not see it coming - a bit of cognitive dissonance performed perfectly.
She stammered and said, "I think so, I mean, I tried, but I'm not sure I did everything right."
It was very cute, and he smirked when she said it, which she picked up on.
"Don't worry about it, my cute girl, I'm sure you performed just fine. And if you didn't perform to my standards, you will just get another opportunity to learn how to do better next time. You're already not going to be able to sit tomorrow anyway, so what's a little more burning gonna matter," he stated in a normal, jovial tone.
Then, he moved on to asking other questions about her campus and her friends, and never picked up on the previous comment. But he knew she now knew that he had every intention of not only fucking her but of spanking her ass until she couldn't stand anymore. She now had to know.
Dinner was a wonderful affair. Again, he noticed that she noticed that he ordered everything for her. She was not used to being led around and told what to do. He did it in such a way that was kind and purposeful, as if to take care of her, so it wasn't overburdening. Plus, she didn't have to think about anything. She seemed to like what was ordered for her - a very healthy starter salad and a great cut of fish with fruit. He also ordered just as healthy. He chose this restaurant purposefully because he wanted to show her that he was very healthy and that she need to be just as healthy and take care of her diet as his subject.
He did order a few glasses of wine to pair with the meal as well but also plenty of water. The conversation was equally as refreshing. He enjoyed hearing all about her goals and also some lighter subjects. Every now and then, he would drop an anticipatory note or hint about what was in store for her later. He could tell that she was horny as hell, just by looking at her movements, face, and those damned hard nipples poking through her dress. He could not wait to get her undressed.
They pulled into the hotel to the valet, and he helped her out of the car.. He held the door for her and they found their way to the elevator. He took her by the hand for the first time, and she went mushy all over. He led her down the hallway on one of the high floors and invited her into the room. As she gazed into the room after entering, she seemed to notice him locking it. So, he emphasized the click on the lock.
"Don't want anyone walking in on you in your state later," he said with a smile.
It was a very spacious suite. There was a lounger, two chairs, a cushy rectangle ottoman in the middle of those four living room pieces of furniture. It functioned as a defacto coffee table. There was also a very elegant minibar, gas fireplace, and TV. It was wonderful. The fireplace was already lit and a glass of wine was in the ice bucket,chilling.
He told her to feel free to freshen up in the restroom and then join him for a glass of wine by the fire. She did not hesitate. She had not even seen the bedroom on the other side of the fireplace wall - the fireplace was two-sided and was viewable from both rooms. She also failed to notice the bag or gift box on the bed.
