I have always loved the idea of control. I worked in a very male heavy dominated job, where you were always trying to be top dog. So the idea of giving up control of myself was always a huge fantasy...until it wasn't.
It was a Saturday night in the middle of winter, no one else was home at the time and I was enjoying a few whiskey and cokes. As the evening went on it started to snow a little and I received a text from my roommates that they were going to stay out of town for the full evening so they wouldn't have to drive in the weather. Well like any good horny closeted bi sexual man I decided it was the perfect time to open the grinder app.
It was the same as it always seems to be, one guy sending a dip pic before saying anything, another guy chatting and then the profile disappears. I had been on the app for about a hour and a half, I was just about to close it and just go and jerk off when I received a notification. DominantSir was the profile name and the message came in, "Do you like to give up control?".
My attention was caught, my cock instantly standing to attention, this was one of my fetishes I knew I needed to reply.
"I do like giving up control sir." I replied.
"What are your limits and desires?" he asked
Nervously I had to think limit wise I knew where I was at, no blood or scat or pee play but other then that I didn't have many others but for my desires what did I really want? I had always had the desire to really give up control completely, I am talking having my hands tied, being blindfolded and just completely submitting to what ever the man or women in charge wants, but would he go for it I wondered.
"Well sir," I nervously start typing, "I have this one true desire to completely submit to you, but I would want you to tie me up and blind fold me so I am just your sex object." I sent it hoping there would be a message coming back.
It was feeling like forever but really was no more then a minute or two then finally I see the three dots... he typing a response! Will it be the one I want I hope.
"I like the sound of that. You will be mine all night though you need to be aware of this and we will do it at your place. I want you blindfolded when I arrive so you cant see me and you will have rope beside you for me to tie you up. You will not see a picture of me or my cock it will be a complete mystery who is in control of you. If you are fine with this send me your address now and get ready."
My god, I thought I was not sure about not seeing who and what will be handling me but at the same time the excitement of what could happen was already making my cock pre cum. I knew this could be a once in a lifetime experience and I wanted it. "Yes sir here is my address" I responded dropping him the link of my home, "the front door will be unlocked and my room is in the basement just come on down I will be blindfolded lying on the bed in a pair on panties with the rope beside me for when you arrive.".
His response was a simple "Okay" and then his account disappears... I have to wonder is he coming or not the excitement of what could ne happening is to much. I decided I have to get ready I run upstairs turn on the exterior light and unlock the door and opening it a crack. What am I doing runs through my mind but again my cock leaking the way it was is telling me you are doing what you need. I go to my garage and get a rope I have used for boating, it is smooth and soft yet incredibly strong. I cut it into 4 pieces about 4 feet long each.. I hope it is enough.
I head down to the basement and my room, stripping completely. Now I am a fairly chubby guy, I stand at 6 feet 240 pounds, my hair is brown and shaggy with specs of grey that had started to appear. My weight is mainly held around my stomach and I have small man boobs probably what would be a A cup, my ass is fairly shapely and firm from a lot of lifting at work and for body hair it tends to be very light and blond. I go to my dresser and open the special drawer, inside is a pink pair of lace panties, lube and condoms, and a black silk tie... I may have blindfolded myself in the past with.