Chapter 2 His Story - Friday - Meeting

Chapter one Friday

I looked around the room, it was one of the dearest rooms in the hotel. While it wasn't as fancy as I had wanted it to be, it was the only hotel with a room that had everything I wanted available: big bathtub, a massive shower, and a four-poster bed. I made sure that everything was in place, and that I knew where all the items were. I didn't want to have to waste any time looking for stuff or having to dig it out. I probably bought far too much, but I figured I would rather have stuff that doesn't get used than wish I had gotten it and brought it with me. This weekend has been talked about to near death, and I was starting to get nervous that it wasn't going to live up to her expectations.

She was a really old friend, had been since we were like twelve. It was weird that we had met on an online fan-fiction roleplay of the horror genre, but now neither of us really watched any. She was recently single, as was I. It was a first, really, for us to both be single. She had confessed to having a dream of being totally dominated. While I had no experience in actually really being a dominant, I figured that I would play along and tell her to come over. Teasing that I would give her a domination weekend that she would never forget. I fully expected that she would back out, telling me it was a joke or something.

To my surprise she took me up on the offer, quickly booking the flights once I promised my offer was genuine. While there was a good bit of time from when we talked about it originally, it gave us plenty of time to agree on some rules and what we were prepared to do and what lines we weren't willing to cross.

At first the kind of things I was asking about doing and having her doing was pretty bog standard sexual stuff; but she never said no to anything. So, I started thinking up more and more complex scenarios and pushing boundaries but, again, she didn't say no to any of it. The only thing I didn't suggest was bringing in another guy or girl, I wanted the weekend to be about us.

We made a rule, which I didn't want to agree to but it seemed to be a deal breaker, that it was one weekend only. After the weekend was over we would be back to just being friends. This was to be a "friends with benefits" one-time deal where she was willing to be, for lack of a better term, my sex slave.

I look at the handcuffs and ropes that I have brought with me. I had planned on having them on the bed before meeting up with her, but didn't want to scare her off. I went down to the bar of the hotel and ordered a JD, ginger, and a splash of lime cordial. Then waited for my slave.

I saw this tall redhead come in and look around the bar hesitantly, as if unsure about where she should be or who she was looking for. I assumed that she was Jessica and she was even more beautiful than I imagined. The dress that she was wearing was perfect. I was very pleased to see that it was exactly what I had asked for; low cut, showing ample cleavage without being too slutty, and just past her thighs. I hoped she was also wearing red suspenders or tights, but I would find out about that later.

I finish my drink and move towards her, "Hi," I say with a smile.

"Hey," Jessica said, still looking unsure, but starting to smile back. I had hoped that she would recognize me straight away. Not that I am particularly memorable, 6-foot average build, starting to get on the heavy side and a face that could be easily lost in a crowd. But from the pictures that had been shared...I hoped that she recognized me.

"Jess?" I ask knowing full well that it was her now, she looked a million times better than any picture she ever sent me.

Her partial smile now bloomed full on her face as she nods and says, "Yeah."

I saw that she didn't have any bags with her and smiled at this, as this was also part of the arranged instructions for the weekend. I did consider telling her no that David had sent me but couldn't bring myself to start things that way.

I take her hand as we move towards the bar and sit at one of the tables, I order food as I hadn't eaten that day yet, she declines, saying just a strong drink. I thought it odd, but didn't linger on the subject. I eat while we make small talk and, while we knew each other very well already, I suppose it was a getting to know each other fresh period. We sit and have a few more drinks after I finish eating; eventually talk turned to the weekend and what we had planned.

"So now you have met me, are you sure you still want to go ahead with the weekend?" I ask giving her a very easy out.

Jessica smiled, "Of course!" Before asking, "We are agreed on the safe words?"

"Of course, I wouldn't want to hurt you or make you do anything you weren't completely comfortable with. Once we go into the room we start?"

She gulps and nods, smiling at me.

I go and pay and we meet back at the entrance to the bar. We take hands and walk to the room. I open the door then look at her and smile, "Last chance," I say with a raised eyebrow.

She smiles and walks into the room, kicking off her shoes and turning around to look at me, "What is your command my master?" She says it with a devilish smirk while reaching out to take my hand.