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Part 9 - A Domme

Sarah ignored the key at first, seeming to study my reaction. I was looking at her in a whole new light now. She was not a romantic interest for Vee, but a potential Domme for me. Vee had said she was going to find the perfect Domme and by the very pleased grin on her face, she thought that she had succeeded.

The smile that Sarah wore looked entirely different as well. Those questions were to learn more about my desires and motivations, true, but she was presumably judging the answers to see how they would fit in with her viewpoints.

“You….you are a Domme?” I asked dumbly, mainly just to fill the silence.

“I am Jim,” she said, and her hand was still on mine. It felt so warm. “I have experience and Vee and I spoke at great length about you and what you seek. She showed me your Fet profile, and I am very interested. Almost all of your interests line up with mine, and I have been searching for quite some time for my perfect submissive lover. On paper, you are that. But I understand you were a bit blindsided by this, so do you have questions for me?” she asked. Her voice was soft, her eyes full of warmth, and she spoke with a quiet confidence. “Or, maybe I am not your type in the looks department? It is understandable if so…”

“You are beautiful…” I blurted out and immediately blushed and dropped my eyes in embarrassment. She was beautiful, not in a statuesque model type of way, but just the kind of woman I had always been attracted to. And she knew all about my submissive desires, my kinks, what I wanted out of a relationship, and seemed very interested in me. It was almost overwhelming. I almost felt like I was being pursued.

She squeezed my hand at the compliment, and gave me time to recover. “Are…are you monogamous?” I asked, not really sure where the question came from, but it was certainly worth knowing.

“I am Jim. I am not that interested in being poly. I mean, there could be an opportunity at a much later time for some play with others, but that is not a factor for me. I want a single boyfriend to spend my time with and devote myself to,” she said and caressed my hand. Just that innocent touch had my cock throbbing.

I was relieved to hear that I would not be one of many subs or such. The alcohol helped, but I relaxed a little more and got into more questions about her as both a dominant and as a person. We talked of many things that were on my profile and her mutual interest in them, and some of the differences as well. We spoke of her hobbies and what she liked to do in her spare time. It all flowed rather well despite how intimidated I felt.

This was the first woman I had ever spoken to in person that I knew was dominant. More than that though, she had made it very clear that she was interested in me as her submissive, and it all had me feeling not quite myself. I blushed quite a bit while she just exuded soft confidence. The more that went on, the more it seemed to happen.

She was amazing though, never intentionally causing me embarrassment and showing empathy every time I was. She stayed in physical contact, almost like she was just trying to get me used to her touch. I could not find any flaws with her that meant anything, and I knew pretty early on that I was very interested as well, but I was so afraid to appear to eager and chase her away.

The whole time, one of the keys to my cage sat in front of her, ignored. Well, by her. I would glance at it every few minutes and I started to hope that she would pick it up and take it. The other key was back around Vee’s neck.

The conversation waned a little and Sarah finally looked down at the key in front of her as she spoke, “Vee and I agreed that she would keep one of your keys for safety, especially since you and I don’t know each other well yet. I would like to change that Jim, and get to know you much better,” she said with a smile that made my heart race.

“I will leave it up to you though. I can give the key back to Vee and if you are interested, we can make plans to see each other again, perhaps go out for dinner and a movie. But what I would really like to do is take this key now, Jim. And then you and I can go back to my place and continue our conversation and get to know each other much, much better,” she said with so much confidence that I was rendered speechless for a moment. I had never been spoken to by a woman this way, who made it so very clear what her desires were and wasn’t afraid to tell me.

The unspoken question hung in the air as I tried to catch my breath. I looked at Vee and she was beaming at me and giving me a slight nod of encouragement.

Gathering every ounce of courage I had, but still unable to meet her eyes, I said, “I would be honored if you took the key….”

Vee giggled in glee and immediately started to pack up. Sarah kept smiling at me as she took off her necklace and threaded the key onto it slowly before putting the necklace back on, never taking her eyes from me. She looked so pleased.

Vee gave her a hug and said, “I am so happy this worked out. He is a great guy and I am sure he will make you very happy,” and gave Sarah a hug before coming over to hug me. “Don’t fuck this up,” she whispered into my ear, “you can text me tomorrow about how the night went and thank me then.” And then Vee, and her key, were gone.

I settled the bar tab and within a few minutes, Sarah had taken my arm and led me out to a waiting Uber…

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I was somewhat on cloud 9 as we made the ride to her place. We sat together in the back seat and continued to speak quietly. I wasn’t even that aware of what we talked about, but I don’t think it was anything important. She sat close to me and her hand was on my thigh the whole time. There was one point, looking over at her, that I was almost overwhelmed with the desire to kiss her. It was almost like she knew as she had a twinkle in her eye, but she didn’t allow it to happen. The Uber driver was super annoying with how much he looked in the mirror at us. Probably looking at Sarah’s cleavage.

I had no idea how much time passed before we arrived and got out of the car. She took my hand as she led me inside the high rise building. There was a key card used to get into the foyer and a security guard at a desk as she led me to the elevator. I couldn’t believe that a dominant woman was interested in me, and very obviously so, and was taking me back to her place after only meeting a few hours before. Occasionally, I would glance at the key against her cleavage and my cock would throb.

As if all of that wasn’t enough, this appeared to be a very expensive apartment building and it had me wondering what she did for a living.

As we rode up in the elevator, still holding hands like high schoolers, I got up the nerve to ask.

“I am a professional photographer,” she said simply. I was about to ask of what, when the elevator doors opened and she led me down the hall to her apartment. Once again, a key card was used to open the door, she stepped in and pulled me in behind her.

The place was huge! And not just living area, but with 12 foot ceilings. I couldn’t believe the size of the place and I was gawking at it wondering how many of my studio apartments would fit in here. Three? Four? Probably even more, I couldn’t see all of it yet.

“You…you live here alone?” I asked, staring in amazement. She turned to face me and then put her arms around my neck, looking up at me.

“Very much so,” she said as I felt pressure on my neck. My eyes widened at first as she pulled me into a kiss that started off normal enough, but as soon as I responded to it, kissing her back, it got very passionate, very quickly as her tongue plunged into my mouth. I let out a little whimper at being kissed like that and wanted to just melt in her arms…