One night I was swiping through the sea of men on a dating app. Bored and a bit horny I wasn't paying much attention beyond looks. D and I immediately matched and I could feel a little tingle in my pussy thinking about meeting up. I thought about how I'd be a little slutty with him if he was as good looking as his pictures. He was so handsome and there was something about him that just made me feel like he knew it. He seemed confident but not arrogant. We started chatting and hit it off immediately. Texting back and forth for hours, I felt that it was alnost too good to be true. We agreed on a little pub just about 15 mins away. We set a time for the next night, then I masturbated thinking about him.

The next night, I took a long hot shower, touching and teasing myself. I wanted to wear something that said "fuck me" but also didn't come across too desperately. I wore a low cut loose black top that was sure to show off my cleavage, and a cute skirt that could be pulled up if necessary. High heels completed the outfit. I wore a lacy black thong to help me feel slutty. I needed a good fucking. I always enjoy dressing a little slutty for a hot date.

I took an Uber because it was so close and I wanted to have a drink or 2. I texted him when I got there and he said he had a table already, in the back. I walked into a tiny, dark pub with a near empty bar and several empty booths. Sure enough he was at the last table waiting. He was just as fine as the pictures and he had this voice that was so deep and sultry I was mesmerized. He stood up to give me a hug and I could feel how strong he was as we embraced. We sat down and looked over the menu. Both of us trying to figure out what we wanted. In more ways then one. I ordered a margarita and French fries. Nothing like finger food to show off how much I enjoyed licking, and some tequila to loosen me up. After my drink and some friendly banter I told him how hot he was and he said "Good, that will make rhus easier." He slid his hand up my skirt and began caressing my thigh. We laughed and I assured him there was no hesitation on my end. I ordered a second drink and we started flirting a bit more. I was halfway into my second drink and really enjoying the sexual tension between us. His hand sliding closer, his fingers grazing my pussy. I felt nyself becoming aroused and wishing he'd open me up a bit to feel the wetness. We started to talk about what we liked in the bedroom. I confessed I was a bit kinky. He said he liked the thought of me being a good girl. I was almost begging to feel him inside but I kept my cool. By the end of my second drink I was feeling really horny and I told him I wanted to leave and go have some adult fun. He paid the tab and ordered an Uber. As we got into the uber I wanted to show off so I bent over as I climbed in making sure my ass and thong were exposed for him to see. I turned back to see his grin and that was the last thing I remember from that night.

When I came to I was confused and groggy. As I started to wake up, I realized my clothes were gone, replaced by shackles at my ankles and wrists, and a thick leather collar. My wrists tied behind my back. I was in a room with a closed door. I tried the door but it was locked. I yelled out "Hello, can anyone hear me? Help!" I yelled out several times, desperate but also slightly hopeless. After sometime, I heard approaching footsteps and I thought maybe this was a good thing. The door opened and it was D. The grin he had as I climbed into the uber crept across his face while he gazed at my naked body. He shut the door behind him, blocking my escape. I tried to ask questions, "What happened? Where am I? What do you want?" He just kept grinning. "Shhhhhhh, you are mine now. My toy to play with as I see fit. You will obey and listen, and if you earn it you will be rewarded. This is your place now, as my new toy. Do you understand?" I looked up at him and told him yes. I knew my best chance at anything was to to be a good girl rather than fight. I asked how I got there and he told me once in the uber I confessed what he wanted to hear. When turned on I'd do anything told. He had asked me if I was a slut. I told him yes. He asked if I had worn the thong and skirt for him to be able to take advantage, I told him yes. He had asked if anyone knew I was out with him, and I told him no. He decided then I would be his new toy. "Kneel in front of me" he commanded. I sat up into position as he put a leash on the collar and told me training would start immediately. As he untied my wrists, and pulled the leash up. He told me that kneeling was Position 1. I knelt before him, looking up at him. "When I give you an order, say yes sir like an obiedient slut. Now, get on all fours." I went from kneeling to the floor on my hands and knees "yes, sir."