Wednesday, April 30, 2014

The 2nd meeting

I started the process of hiring a private detective and calling all their previous slaves for character references. Even with all my nervousness, I received positive feedback from their previous slaves. Their previous slaves did tell me Both Master and Sir was hard masters to please. They know how to give pain and pleasure. They didn’t go into detail about how they were trained but did tell me that they will stick to the limits you set before entering into their servitude and won’t harm or hurt you more than you can bare. They also told me they require 100% trust from their slaves and that they need 100% obedience from their slaves. If you are not in it 100% percent, then find yourself someone else. The training is tough and it is hard servitude. Most of them were very happy with what it yielded.

I received feedback from my private investigator within a day and half. I hounded him till he got the scoop on both Master and Sir. To say I was disappointed I expected some dirty secrets or something but they were clean. The investigator even got Sir’s prison record which stated what he said. Master was in police servitude for over 20 years, and retired 3 years ago. He was a stickler for rules and regulations and was a morally right citizen. To my surprise I found that both Master and Sir belonged to a few clubs, a lot of them dealing with BDSM and sex. Since there was nothing incriminating and they were both clean, I was relieved to say the least.

Finally when the two days were up, I received a phone call from Sir. He asked me if I had done the background check they wanted. I replied I did. He said excellent and made another meeting at the same café we met earlier. Like the last time I was to wear a dress. Both Master and Sir would meet me there to discuss what slavery to them would entail. And that an answer would not be required of me just yet.

When the day of our 2nd meeting rolled around, I again chose the table at the back and waited for both Master and Sir to come. I had brought along their background check files with me. Both Master and Sir entered the café, both of them exuding power and a no nonsense attitude. Like the 1st meeting neither smiled nor offered me a hand to shake. Master just looked me straight in the eye and told me, “Give me your panties Pet.”

I didn’t hesitate this time. I reached under my dress and pulled down my panties and passed them over to Master. He then pocketed them and told me “very good Pet. You’re learning fast on how to obey orders.”

I blushed, “thank you Master.”

He took the file from the table and leafed through it while Sir ordered coffee when a waitress arrived to take our order. When she was gone, Master passed the file to Sir who then examined it as well. They look pleased at the information although neither smiled. It was Sir who spoke next asking me to tell him what is submission again; I replied the same thing as that I said during our 1st meeting. And then he asked me to explain what slavery is and I said the same thing again. 

Sir then proceeded to tell me what BDSM meant to them. It meant Submission, Slavery, Servitude and Surrender. The key characteristics being total power exchange, trust, obedience, respect, and ownership. Sir then told me that they studied my questionnaire several times and is confident that they can provide me with what I require, however they need to explain what slavery to them would be like. Sir told me it will be tough, hard and extenuating. It will be breaking down a person only to have them put back together in a more slave manner. This would mean I would be relinquishing control over my person and would only be an object.

Master then asked me a series of embarrassing questions like have I ever been with a black man before or have I ever sucked a black cock before. To which I replied a negative while blushing.


Mater the told me I would have to go through certain tests or tasks if we want to call it that to verify my willingness to be their slut. After the tests and if I passed them, they would then tell me what is expected of being their slave. They would give me day to think about taking their tests and call me to ask me my answer. Master and Sir then left while I stayed and pondered over these tests not knowing what they would be or what I would be required to do. It was quite some time before I left the coffee shop and headed home.

No comments:

Post a Comment