This is NOT a sex story like you would find in the pages of some convenience store top shelf porno mag. This is a story of love and the finding of that love. And no, I won’t be writing the “I fucked her ’til she came” stories.
Where do I begin? I suppose at the start, but the start is really nothing special. We met as a random encounter on Twitter. I don’t recall who said hello first but I do know where it led. At the time I was rather vulnerable for reasons I feel are best left unsaid given I consider it all under the bridge by this point. The best way that I could describe Eve at that point was that she struck me as a nervous rabbit. Someone, in my older days, I most likely would have pounced on eagerly, devoured, then tossed aside what was left. But obviously I couldn’t, like my Pet I only wanted to cuddle her, hold her close, let her know that the world was a much better place than she, at the time, perceived it to be. We talked for a few hours and then decided to meet. Actually, I should probably point this out first. A reason as to why she was so…well, I would say curious to meet with me is because she had seen me in action a few weeks before we talked. I was out walking my girlfriend at the time when she noticed and, as she told me, couldn’t get the sight out of her mind. I’m sure my fellow doms have heard something along those lines sometime during their own storied careers.
I took Pet with me because she enjoys meeting and playing with new people. Plus I feel it always helps the curious sort break into the role more easily when they get a chance at seeing it happen or doing it themselves. More on that a little later. As it turned out, Eve was a model. A job-to-job model who had been waitressing between her gigs. Although by the time I met her she had recently lost her job for slugging a customer for his rather rude comments toward one of her photo shoots. She had done a shoot as Tiger Lily and it was one of those photos. When she told me that I certainly had to try and play the concerned party though deep down I knew because of that Eve was a girl I could like. I like to think she knew that’s how I felt.
We did some more talking, about her life and about mine, about what she had seen and over her curiosity about it. Now, this is where a lot of people might shake their heads and call me crazy for doing this, but recall what I said earlier; I was in an emotional state and Eve was a girl I was really digging. So…when she mentioned how she was afraid about not being able to make any rent payments because she had no job…I…invited her to live with me. Crazy, I know, and incredibly dangerous, but those who have seen Eve and myself know the simple truth; I could totally take her. LOL
Thankfully, she had her own senses about herself. She was grateful but wanted to just put in a visit. So a weekend is what we planned and back we went. Though…we did have to make a quick pit stop alongside the highway. I wanted to see what she was capable of and so invited her to take Pet for a walk in the field along the road. Obviously she was hesitant (and very cutely so) but Pet was persistent because I could tell she really liked Eve. Either that or she just wanted to be walked. I don’t know, Pet was masked at the time. Anyway, Eve finally succumbed and took Pet for a short walk as I watched. If she was cute before, then she was breathtaking here because despite her nervous demeanour, she still looked incredibly in place. I helped that Pet was so easy going with it all, of course. They walked for a bit until it came time for my turn.
Eve was given a nice white collar and the same leash she used on Pet just a few minutes before. Poetic justice, I suppose. I walked her down to a tree following my earlier posted example of communicating and making certain she was comfortable. Eventually we came down to a tree where we rested and honestly…began making out a little. Just a little, nothing where I ripped her shirt off. Just some tender petting and light kissing. We kept things short and moved on from there back into the car. Now that she had taken her walk, I figured it made sense to leave it to her on whether she wanted to continue on with the weekend or not. It should be rather obvious to a fair number of you which option she chose.
Our next little rendezvous was a bondage club with a friend of mine. Yep, pushing the poor girl head first into this thing. Wrong, against my own better judgement, but again it goes back to my urging of enquiring with your client. I’m sure any dom out there can tell you that at some points you do need to make the little push. Otherwise you’re stuck with little spankings and that’s really it. Not to say that it’s wrong or anything, certainly to each their own. Great…and I just spent an entire paragraph rambling. I’ll just start a new one.
We made a little stop over first to a nice hotel. Just the two of us and some rope. Rope bondage is an interesting if very intricate art and you should really look it up if you’ve the time. Eve was ready for it, and yes I talked her through all of it. Her ankles, thighs, hips, chest, arms, neck, and wrists all had rope over them. I wasn’t even about to let her squirm. It was in this form that I’m proud to say she met her at that time soon to be personal slave, Holly. A timid sort that you really have the patience for in order to play with. Not only would Eve play with her, but she would keep her and collar her as her own. Ever since Holly has been 100% loyal to Eve. Her and her wife Ariel. Thinking on it now though, I don’t know if I’m jealous of Eve for having such perfect slaves of her own or overall proud of Eve for getting into the world the way she has. Yes, I know, technically as Eve is mine that makes those two mine as well but I try not to have them do anything without her permission first. Anyway, now I’m getting ahead of myself. WAY ahead of myself. The hotel trip was part of Eve’s first week with me.
Alright, staying focused this time. Eve. Tied up. In bed. With me. All night. Yes, all night. I didn’t untie her until early the next morning. We just spent the entire night snuggling close and if you ask me that was, clearly, the moment I knew for absolute certain I couldn’t just treat her like I had the others before her. Well, before Pet really. When my friend Marie (name changed for privacy concerns) came the three of us went to the bondage club. What happened to Holly? Oh, that was really a brief introduction. Like I had done with Pet I wanted Eve to see more and, yes, break Holly for myself.
The bondage event itself was wonderful! I was a little uncertain on how Eve would take to Marie, maybe she thought I was planning on selling her to Marie. I mean, I did joke about being a part of the black market when I was driving her to my place the first time. OMG, you should have SEEN the look on her face when I told her that! Yes, bad Katalina.
But the two of them seemed to get along well enough. They didn’t do so
much talking, mind you, considering that for the night Eve was my
slave. By this point she had decided to move in with me but wasn’t
certain on what she should be yet. This night was her trial night at
being a slave. Therefore, Marie and myself had to have SOME form of fun
with her. We dressed her up in a nice tight, skimpy number, gave her a
poster collar, and attached a tray via chains to it for our drinks. She
stayed like that throughout the rest of the night. Of course, then came
the auction,Now…I’m not certain on how it came about, maybe it was me saying it was all for charity and Eve decided to herself or it was under some kind of peer pressure put on by myself and Marie, but Eve wound up on stage, tray and everything. I didn’t think much of it, thought it might be a cute way to give to charity. But then that bitch, and yes I can call her that now since we’re still very close friends now (I see her relatively every day now even
), Marie had to start a bidding war with me. I was stubborn and wanted
Eve to play with for myself. However…the bids quickly went from a few
hundred to multiples of thousands until I laid down the bid of $10,000.
Yes, pets, I bought Eve for ten thousand dollars. There was a bit of
anger in me at the time, some frustration as it was money I barely even
had. But…all those feelings left me when I saw Eve come bounding off the
stage toward me. It’s a purchase I’ve never once nor will ever regret
in my life. Since then, Eve has given my home great moments of love,
laughter, and everything in between. As I’ve introduced her to my
friends she’s never been shy to introduce me to her own. She’s accepted
my way of life with great interest and admiration while still keeping
true to who she’s been since the first day I met her. Sure she’s a fair
deal more confident but her smile has always been the same. I love Eve,
there’s nothing more to say than that. I love her and I thank her with
all my heart for staying with me these months and never once faltering
away.Thank you, Eve, the remaining years of my life are but a mere fraction in all that I wish to give you in return for your unlimited kindness.
Katalina Star
@NaughtyKatalina
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