Doing this a little different, happy to get to know you over chat/in person, but I wanted to show you what you can expect from me instead of just saying what I'm looking for and what things I'm into. Hope you enjoy!

(also open to constructive criticism, as I've never written anything like this before...)

(DISCLAIMER! This of course would all be with done after discussing limits and consent.)

*knock knock knock*

I wasn't expecting anyone, wonder what that can be? I go to look through the peep hole and see you standing there. I've never seen you before, but you have a package in your hand. Did I order something? Doesn't really matter, and I've nearly forgotten about the package after I open the door and see how stunningly beautiful you are. You aren't wearing anything particularly provocative, in fact, your probably trying to hide your body, although you definitely have a sexy one. I stare at you for a few seconds, looking over you, judging you. I look in your eyes, trying to pierce the shields you have up because you don't want people to know what's really going on in your mind. Fortunately I've seen those eyes before, not yours, but ones just like them, I know you try to hide what you really are from everyone. Maybe you're even trying to hide it from yourself, but deep down you know who and what you are.

I greet you, ask how I can help. You say the delivery driver must have dropped the package at the wrong house, and you thought you'd be a nice neighbor and deliver it yourself. I thank you and offer you some coffee, it's the least I could do since you came all the way over. You decline, but I insist, putting on a persuasive, friendly smile. I know your curious about me, you can probably tell there's something a bit different, and that intrigues you. Am I just a normal guy? But why are you drawn to me? Most men aren't what you're looking for, and there's something a little bit different, you can see it in my eyes, just like I saw in your eyes what you are.

You come in, for a quick coffee. We chat a bit, I see through you, knowing what you really are. You're good at hiding it, but I'm better at finding it. We joke and laugh a bit, I ask you a personal question, maybe something you weren't quite expecting, maybe a little to personal. You've been disarmed, not quite sure what's going on and try to avoid the question, I firmly, but gently push harder. You push back a little, but you like that I'm not backing down. We go on, a little more aggressive, yet playful. You say you should get going, but offer me your number. You ask to use the bathroom before you go, and of course I oblige. I'm waiting for you when you come out, tell you to go into the bedroom, I wanted to show you something I mentioned earlier. You are hesitant, but of course I've already gotten past your shields, at this point you can't say no.

We enter the bedroom. I gently touch your shoulder and show you what I intended. You seem relieved that was all. But then I tell you to sit down on the bed. You say you have to go, and I say no. I get closer to you and grab your wrist, tell you that I've been waiting for someone like you, and you just showed up on my doorstep. You try to push me away, I turn you around and bring both hands behind your back and bind them behind you. You say to stop. I whisper in your ear, telling you that good girls say please. I bend you over, pull down your pants, and tell you that I will make you say please. You are struggling against me, but I can feel the pleasure that you are experiencing. I can see your panties are wet. I bet you didn't even know you would enjoy something like this, you want to struggle with me, you want to fight back, but you don't want it to stop. I spank you once. I whisper in your ear, "Are you a good girl?", you whimper that you aren't. I spank you again, "Do you want to be a good girl?", you whimper yes. "Do you want me to make you a good girl?" Again, you whimper yes. I spend the next few minutes spanking you. You struggle with me, but after each smack, as your ass gets a little redder, you struggle a bit less. I whisper in your ear "What do good girls say?" You whimper "please." "Now with respect." I say. "Please sir." you whimper. I oblige. I gently help you stand, hands still bound behind you. I take off the rest of your clothes and then tie you to the bed, arms above your head. Now I can truly take in your beautiful form. I say to you "good girls get rewarded." and I slowly spread your legs and begin to kiss your inner thigh, working my way to your beautiful flower. This is not what you were expecting, the mixture of pleasure and pain, the total enjoyment of a strong man overpowering you, having his way with you, and yet working to make you feel the pleasure you are. You begin to forget the pain from before, you start to forget your place and start to try to tell me what to do, so I remind you who's in charge. I untie you from the bed, grab your throat, and make you kneel in front of me. I haven't taken my clothes of yet, so you have no idea what to expect. As I stand in front of you, I pull out man manhood, grab you by the hair, and remind you of your place. Then I pull you up by your hair and bend you over the bed and have my way with you.

After this is all over, I hold you in my arms, and whisper gently "good girl". I step out of the room and lock the door behind me. A thousand thoughts are going through your head. "Did this really happen? "Why did I enjoy this so much?" "Is he going to let me go?" I come back into the room and help you off the bed. You're a bit sore, I support you to walk and guide you to the bathroom, where I've drawn a bath, a candle lit on the counter, a glass of wine beside the bath, and a fresh towel on the rack. I help you into the tub and tell you to relax while I go and make us dinner. After you've finished your bath, you come back into the bedroom where I've brought a home cooked meal and placed it on a tray on the bed for us. We sit down and begin to eat, while I turn on the TV and ask you what you'd like to watch. We finish our food and a movie, and then I ask, "are you still a good girl, or do I need to make you one again?" and we start it all over.....