The stairs creaked under my footsteps leading to my Sir’s apartment. With each step, I became more excited yet apprehensive. Sir always surprises me. He has grown as a Dominant in the last few months exploring more interests and fetishes with me. Each time we meet, he challenges me a little bit more.. My mind wonders what He will explore with me today and I smile at my curiosity. I am naive of how the day will unfold. I arrive at His door and knock. I can hear Him on the other side of the door walking to answer. I take a deep breath as the door opens. Then, there He is and I draw a deeper breath amazed at my love and devotion to Him. My Sir is quite handsome with a beautiful wide smile and dark kind loving eyes. We embrace and kiss. He asks me how I am and motions for me to take a seat. We typically chit chat but usually it is me chattering on and on about what is going on in my life. He is reserved as we talk, occasionally asking me to tell Him more about what I am thinking or feeling. He silently sits studying me and I can feel His intense gaze.

Sir, pats His lap and I slide over onto it. He holds me in His arms, kisses me and whispers in my ear to undress and stand before Him naked. I do as He asks and feel a wetness develop between my legs at the sound of His whisper. As my clothes come off so does the invisible yet heavy opaque mask I wear everyday. I stand before Him naked and transparent. He has my collar in His hands and I look into His eyes while falling to my knees. As I place my hands behind my back and bow, He slips the thick well broken in strip of leather around my neck tightly buckling it in place. He rests His hands on my back. The firm pressure conveys to me I am His.