Everything isn't as it is depicted in online porn. (closed)

victoria_cummings

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(This rp is closed for extreme_hetro_sex and myself)

Bored. That’s all could ring in Veronica’s mind as she finished another day of her college courses. Veronica sighed as she entered her dorm room and flopped on her bed in angst. Everything was boring to her. She didn’t even know why she bothered going to classes. The only thing that interested was her art, and her art has particular theme, a theme that was close her heart which was based BDSM porn she discovered as an early teen.

For having no real formal training, Veronica’s art was pretty well detailed, at least the depictions of herself. Most of her drawings and paintings would depict her in various sexual positions, bound in many different ways, always serving a vaguely drawn man. The man was always drawn vaguely to depict her future master, which she was determined to find one day.

In fact Veronica was so hung up on the idea of finding a master, she refused to date anyone in high school, and she kept herself virgin for the thought of finding herself a master. She even refused to masturbate, even though it was tough for her, for she wanted to be as pure for her master as she could be.

Veronica pulled her laptop out from under her bed, and opened a website to local BDSM club in her town where she had posted a personal ad, seeking a Master. Since it was a local site, and not one of those national hook up sites, her ad went up that Monday, and no one had replied all week, but 5 days later, her eyes lit up as she got a response. The following was what she posted.

“Young 19 year old Goth virgin seeking Master. Amount of years learning and researching the lifestyle 6 years. Am willing to move in ASAP. Body is clean of any piercings or tattoos, so you can dictate markings you may desire on my body. Not a fan of the goth look? Am willing to dye my hair blond for my master if desires and dress me as his Barbie out in public if he so desires. Email and phone listed below.”

Veronica eagerly read what her soon to be new master would reply to her.
 
David Alexander entered his house. It was empty. He lived alone in his huge mansion. It was away from the noisy environment of the city. He preferred being alone, away from the civilization.

David started his everyday routine. He followed the same routine every day when he got back from his work. His routine included a shower, a dinner and the Internet surfing. He was on his Laptop after taking his dinner. He was surfing various sites and one of them was a local BDSM club. He wasn’t a member of the club, but he checked the bulletin board of the club to read some profiles. He didn’t want to find anyone, he was just curious about the activities around him.

Then, David saw it. It was an ad from a 19 year girl. Two words, from the ad, struck him most: Goth and virgin. He smiled at the mention of “The markings” in the ad. ‘What the hell is that,’ he thought. He was a Dom for last 10 years, but he never heard of them and never used them on anyone. Then he read the Barbie remark in the ad. He found it amusing and started laughing. ‘This girl is so naïve,’ He thought. There was some information about her. There was an attachment with the ad.

David opened the attachment and saw her picture. He was shocked. She got the same eyes, yes…; they were beautiful just like Nicolas. How could he forget those beautiful eyes? He was very found off them. A pain rose from the depth of his heart as he remembered Nicola. She was his everything. They had a great relationship. She was always there to fulfill his needs. He lost her in a car accident. He was devastated. He abandoned the world of Ds after that.

David gathered his thoughts. He quickly registered himself as a member and sent a reply to her ad. The following was his reply:

“Dear Veronica, I just read your ad. I found it fascinating. I am very much interested in taking you as my slave. I am an experienced master and I want to meet you at the following address.”

David intentionally kept his reply very short. He wanted to stimulate her curiosity.
 
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When Veronica first opened the reply, the first thing she looked at was the picture of her new master. In the picture stood a man dressed in a nice looking suit. Veronica was a little disappointed that Master didn't show off his cock, or any skin really. Her picture on the other hand was of her completely naked, kneeling with legs spread putting herself on display in traditional slave pose.

After looking over the picture of the man who called himself David, she commented to herself. "Master must have some money." She read over his reply and noted that Master wanted to meet her at 7PM, at one of the more expensive French restaurants in town. "Master does have some money"

Noting the time, Veronica only have 3 and a half hours to get ready. She immediately jumped into the shower and scrubbed herself vigorously. She even broke out an enema kit she had bought just for this moment did all she could to cleanse herself. She kind of felt guilty she robbed Master of the honor of giving her first enema but she was caught up in the moment and hoped Master wouldn't be to harsh on her for this.

Once out of the shower, Veronica sprayed herself with a bit of perfume which smelled like mix of jasmine and lilac. She applied a heavy coat of black eyeliner and black lipstick. The next tasked which turned out to be a daunting one, was picking out an outfit. Most of her clothing consist of black t-shirt and mini skirts. She really didn't have anything that was fancy for the occasion. She did have an outfit she wore last halloween when she went as a zombie hooker.

The outfit consist of black and red stripped corsest matching skirt, garter belt fishnets and gloves,The coreset pushed her breast up and together nicely and could easily be undone by pull of sting from the back. The skirt was short enough that Master would be able to notice the lack of panties she went without if she moved just right. To finish off the look she put on 6inch stilettos boots that went up half way up her calves. She grabbed rest of her clothes, stuffed them into a bag, put all her other belongs into a second bag, and grabbed a third bag that was exlusivly filled with all sorts of sex toys and bondage gear she had been buying and loaded her trunk of her car and took off to meet her Master.

Veronica arrived 30 minutes early and her heart was racing. She wanted to make a good impression on Master, but this place was just making her too uncomfortable. As she stood outside her car, in the parking lot, she couldn't help but notice the looks as other's mostly over couples were giving her. Some where even laughing at her as they walked by. She was able to ingore most, others she wanted to tell off right, but she held her tongue, unsure when Master was going to show up any minute now.

Another thought crossed Veronica's mind as to why people were laughing. Could have Master rented this place out, and was going to fuck her in front of everyone here? Was she going to be put on display like she'd seen countless videos, where a Master takes his slave to a public place, and allows the public to use his slave as He watches? Veronica expected something like this to happen, but when she had a bit more experince, she wanted her first time to be more indimate with Master. But if this is what Master wants, she'll do as he desires.

Veronica was so deep in thought and fantasy she didn't even notice the footsteps behind her.
 
David knew it was time to meet Veronica. He rushed through his office works. He owned a publishing firm. He hit the jackpot when two books, published by his firm, became the best sellers. He was now a reputed publisher.

David completed his work at 6:30 PM. There was a half hour drive to the restaurant. He got out of the office and took his car. He drove through the heavy traffic and reached at the restaurant at the right time.

David had some thoughts about the meeting. He knew Veronica didn’t know anything about the world of Ds. He was not sure about taking her as a slave. The idea was to meet her and to observe her as a person. If he found her compatible to his nature, he might take her as a slave. The decision would depend on their meeting.

David was wearing his regular office outfits. He didn’t even bother to change them. For him it was another meeting. He was wearing a blue cotton shirt, a black coat and an off white trousers. His shoes were expensive. He had an expensive Rolex watch on his wrist. He was a power dresser. You could easily distinguish him from a crowd.

David parked his car in the parking lot. He was walking towards the main door when he saw her. She was standing next to a car. He instantly recognized her. The sight of her brought a huge smile on his face. She looked like a cheap hooker. Her appearance was trashy. The first thought that came to his mind was, how did she get here without getting arrested? He could notice, she was the center of attention for the people around her.

David, this is going to be a bumpy ride, He told himself and approached Veronica.

“You must be Veronica. Hi, I am David. Let’s get in,” He smiled and introduced himself.
 
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As Veronica was still deep in fantasy, not hearing the footsteps behind her, a hand came up from behind and groped her ass. A deep husky voice whispered into her ear, “How much for a night hunny?”

Veronica was puzzled as she started to turn around. To her surprise, she wasn’t face to face with her Master, but a black shady thug. Veronica wasn’t going to take this type of treatment from just anybody. She leaned in and kneed the thug in the groin, and as he hunched over, took out her mace and sprayed him right in the face causing him to retreat in pain.

This definitely caught the attention of people around her, as she decided to move her way closer to the entrance where it would be safer. A few more minutes passed when Veronica looked at her phone noting the time. 6:59 PM. Knots where twisting and untwisting in her stomach. Tears started to form as she was starting to think she was set up. She didn’t want to start crying in front of all these people.

As she turned to start heading back to her car, he emerged from the crowd. Veronica’s heart jumped for joy as David, spoke her name. She ran to him the best she could in her heels, wrapped her arms around him, and kissed him on the cheek. “Oh Master you arrived, I’m so glad you’re here.”

As he motioned for them to enter the restaurant Veronica, waited for him to start walking, for him to take two steps and then follow behind him, trying to keep within the two step range. As she followed him in, Veronica was taking in the place in, everything was so extravagant. There was no way she could ever afford to eat at place like this, not even if she sold all her paintings she did. She was lucky if could afford a meal at Denny’s if her art sold really well.

As they were seated, the stares continued, this time more seemed concentrated on her ass as her skirt swayed giving patrons a peek at her bare bottom. As they were seated, Veronica quickly averted her eyes from David, for she thought it was proper for a slave to never look her master directly in his eyes unless directed to. She didn’t speak for she was also waiting for permission to speak as well. She only glanced the menu, but dared not open it for she assumed master was going to order for her anyways.
 
David wasn’t ready for Veronica’s hug and the kiss on his cheek. He was surprised by the display of affection in public by her. She almost hung on his muscular 6’1” body. He was a very reserved person. In his life, this was an odd incident. He tried to remember, when the last time things like this happened to him and the answer he found was never.

David wasn’t touched by a woman since the death of Nicola. He didn’t date anyone after that. He cut himself from the world of women. He caged himself away from the civilization.

The warmth of Veronica’s foolish attempt melted some ice in him. He enjoyed the light squeeze of her body. Her half naked breasts felt soft against his chest.

After a moment, he instinctively placed his hand on her ass. His fingers almost landed on her ass crack. He was surprised that she wasn’t wearing any panties. What the hell was she thinking? , He thought. He immediately removed his hand from her ass and released himself from the hug.

David gathered his thoughts He started walking towards the restaurant. They entered the restaurant a couple of steps apart. She was walking a couple of steps behind him. He laughed a bit by her gesture. They sat on a reserved table. He recognized the attention she was getting from the people around them. He was expecting that because of her dressing. He was impressed by her confidence to wear this revealing dress in public. But he found the whole scenario rather amusing. He watched her beautiful face as she tried to avoid his gaze. She does look beautiful in spite of that trashy makeup, He thought.

David saw a couple of guys, behind her, checking out her almost bare ass. He got up from his chair and gave his coat to her. “Wear this, Veronica.” He told her and sat back on his chair.

“So, what do you want to eat? Veronica.” He asked her after a couple of second’s awkward silence between them.
 
As Veronica sat in silence, completely drowning out all the noise of the resturant around her. As far as she was concerned, there was no one else around, or no one else mattered at this point. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw David get up and wrapped his coat around her. She instantly thought he was trying to cover her up to cause was ashamed of her, cause might thought she was ugly.

"Are you ashamed of me Master? Am I so ugly you must cover my body in shame? I get it, you haven't molded me to perfection yet, into your perfect toy. I'll go on diet starting now, I'll increase my workouts from just weekends to running every day, from 30 minutes to 2 hours a day of exercise, just to make you proud Master."

Veronica lowered her eyes again, visibly holding back tears of insecurity. Veronica wiped her face with a napkin, smearing some make up along her face as she regained her composure as she replied in a more monotone voice.

"Sorry for that outburst Master, your slave will accept any punishment for this outburst. "
 
Veronica’s outburst was sudden. David wasn’t expecting this reaction from her in response of his good gesture. He was a bit amused by her exercise remark. He thought about the possibilities of future relationship with her. She was not giving him any options. They just met a few moments ago and she was calling him master. He was surprised by her bluntness. He wasn’t ready to call her his slave.

David was astonished by Veronica’s juvenile talk. He was expecting this meeting as a first step to know each other, but she ruined his expectations. He thought about the options he got from here, either he could tell the truth about the real life relations between a master and a slave or he could play along with her.

David thought, if he refused Veronica, she would put another ad and some pervert might take advantage of her innocence. It might ruin her life permanently. He didn’t want that. So he decided he would play along with her. By taking her as a slave, he could teach her about how the submissive relationships worked in real life. He made a decision he would take her as a slave.

“Veronica, I am not ashamed of you. My intentions were to cover your beautiful body. You are beautiful, Veronica. As your master, I feel, I own your body and I don’t want anyone staring at your beautiful body, so I gave the jacket to cover what I owned. Relax; I am not going to punish you for anything.” He told her in a firm tone. He couldn’t believe he told her that.
 
Veronica was still slightly shaking as she fought back a torrent of tears. She listened to David’s explanation and her eyes lit up again, looking right at him, thinking to herself, Master truly does love me, and he’s the jealous type. No group gangbang for me tonight.

Veronica now feeling a bit of relief and joy as she replied to her Master. “You think I’m beautiful? Thank you Master. I swear to be the best slave I can be.”

Veronica was over joyed at this moment but then she thought what she just said and gasped. “Sorry Master, this one let her tongue slip and referred to herself as same as free person. Your slave will accept any punishment for her slippage of tongue.”
 
David saw Veronica’s face lit up, like a fire, when he appreciated her beauty. She looks different when she is happy, He observed. Her messed up make up didn’t diminish her beauty.

David noticed, just like him, Veronica didn’t care about the opinions of other people. At last, they might have something in common. She wasn’t paying any attention to the people watching her. She didn’t care about them. There is some resilience in her personality, there is a tough character behind this physical mess, He thought and admired her.

“Veronica, don’t apologize; you can express your opinions any time.” David told Veronica and added, “And why would I punish you? You didn’t do anything wrong. Now, tell me something about yourself.”
 
Veronica listened to Master be very kind to her so far. She was unsure if he was being kind cause she was new and wasn't properly trained yet, and will get stricter once she gets trained, or if was just being kind. She blushed a bit as she answered the first question.

"Well, this one.....or I know some master's limit their slaves vocabulary so they can only referrer to themselves in the third person as objects they are and not people."

She watched his reaction, and listened to his next question. Veronica paused for a moment. She didn't talk about herself that much. She didn't think she was that interesting, and wasn't too keen about talking about her past if she could help it.

"The past doesn't matter, who I was or what I didn't is nothing now. Only thing that is important is I am a new virgin slave, anything you want to mold me to be, Master."
 
David was surprised again by Veronica’s answer. He couldn’t believe her words. Slave vocabulary, he was hearing this word first time in his life.

“You are not an object for me, Veronica. You are a person, a real person. There wouldn’t be any different vocabulary for you.” Ha told her firmly.

David realized Veronica wasn’t comfortable talking about herself. He thought she might have a very low self esteem. It might be a product of constantly thinking herself as a slave. He wanted her to open up a bit. She had a raw personality. She was right, he could mold her in anything.

“Very well, Veronica, don’t tell anything about your past, just tell me what you do besides study.” He asked her to change his techniques.
 
As Veronica listened to her Master, her head was spinning in confusion. He was being super nice to her, which wasn’t at all what the video’s she seen online portrayed. She had subscribed to one site that portrayed itself as a documentary the training of a slave girl similar age to her. The master in that wasn’t this kind or lenient of his slave as Master was to her.

Again Master asked of her hobbies of her life before becoming his slave. Veronica decided to answer for he seemed perisant. “Well honestly the only real hobby I have is my art. Nothing much else interest me. I have some paintings left I haven’t sold yet in truck of my car.” Veronica paused for a minute, before collecting her thoughts. “Well they are your paintings now, as well as the velichle I drove in, everything of mine is yours as I give everything to you, and be honored to use what you let me use.”
 
“OK, I accept everything from you, as a master of your soul, my first command for you is, order some food for both of us,” David smiled and told Veronica.

David knew reasoning with Veronica was futile. So he decided he would talk to her in the language she understood. It was difficult for him to act like someone he wasn’t. He suppressed a laugh when she declared him as the owner of her properties.

David found out Veronica was an artist. This was the second thing that they had in common. He liked arts too, especially the paintings. He was eager to see them.
 
Veronica listened to Master speak, and it was the first thing that made sense to her. She had offered him all her worldly possessions which he accepted. This made her very happy. She smiled brightly at him, for she wouldn't have known what to do if he didn't accept what she offered him.

Then he gave her his first command. Her heart sank again as she looked down at the menu in terror. Two things were freaking her out. One she didn't know her Master's taste at all. Was he a regular blood blued male that enjoyed a nice steak, or was he health conscious vegetarian or was he a world traveler and enjoyed exotic food? Second the entire menu was in French, she didn't know what she was reading.

"I....I can't read French....and thought you'd do the ordering for both of us."

She hung her head again, ashamed she couldn't even carry a simple command out. Doubts and insecurities were starting to surface once more.

"I'm a failure, aren't I Master? I am nothing but pitiful garbage Master that is not even worth soiling your shoes. You are too good for me, you deserve a higher class slave than I. I am sorry to have wasted such time."

Veronica starts to remove David's jacket and return it to him. She starts to get up from her chair.
 
David saw Veronica was getting restless. He knew what he had to do. He got up from the chair and held her by her hand.

“Veronica, I am your master and owner of your soul. You don’t have a free will to make any decisions. You can’t even think without my permission. Remember the code of slaves; a slave will not make any decisions on their own. You are not worthless for me. If you are, I will dump you. I will teach you everything. Now, my second command is, sit down and eat the food I am going to order now. Are you going to disobey again?” He commanded her with some authority.

David didn’t know about any kind of code of slaves. He just made that up to stop her from running away. He waited till she calmed down again.
 
As Veronica was about to get up, David got up and stopped her. He looked deep into her eyes with a stern look. A look she recognize from the videos. Her heart was racing as he took control. Even what was said should have been demoralizing to the average person, Veronica's eyes lit up brighter than ever before. Durring this night, she was having doubts about this relationship, for David wasn't acting at all like she'd imagine he'd act like, but with his words said to her, her fantasies slowly coming true, she smiled once more as she sat back down.

"Yes of course Master."

As she sat back down, she looked at him with a whole new devotion and admiration. She could feel herself getting wet just sitting across from him. Even as her stomach growled, she wanted to skip dinner and be whisked away to his place. She had waited for this night, she was ready to give herself to him, for him to take what belongs to him. She wanted him to fuck her right there, but she waited as they waited for a waiter.
 
David ordered from the menu. Then he put down the menu and shifted his gaze on her. She was watching him like a puppy watches his mother. He found it kind of weird. He could see some admiration in her big beautiful eyes. The first thing that came to his mind was, oh god, what have I done?

David had a no clue about her thoughts. He realized she would move with him in his house. He wasn’t ready for that, but he wasn’t ready for any of this. He was thinking about how to avoid that. He knew she would tag along with him after the dinner. When he left the home that morning, he had no idea that he would bring a nineteen year girl with him.

After some time, the waiter brought their order. David started eating from his plate quietly.
 
Even as they sat down in silence, Veronica watched his every move, grinning as she just looked deep into his eyes. Butterflies were in her stomach again, but not cause of nerves, but because of a warmth giddiness that had washed over her. She was falling madly in love with him, at least that's what it felt like.

When the waiter brought out their order, Veronica looked down at her plate, unsure what was on it. She timidly poked it with her fork, brought it to her lips and took a bite. She gasped in delight as it tasted wonderful in her mouth. She was so glad Master ordered for her for she had no idea what to have ordered if she did have to order for both of them.

"Excuse me for speaking out of turn, but what is this wonderful dish you have ordered for me, Master?"
 
“It’s Choucroute garnie, a dish made of sausages and salted meat.” David explained to Veronica.

David realized Veronica did like her dish. She was eating it joyfully. There was an awkward expression on her face, an expression of a teenager watching her first crush. He also realized, he just acquired a god like status in her mind and this thought disturbed him. He thought he needed some time to think about how to handle her, but he wasn’t getting any from her.

David finished his meal and ordered Crème brûlée- a French pastry for the dessert.
 
Veronica happily ate her delicious meal, enjoying how it tasted. She couldn’t help but to stare at Master as he ate. He had a strong jawline, and rugged features despite wearing a suit. If he wasn’t her Master, and just passed him on the street; she’d think of him as another rich asshole, not someone she would hang out with.
She was also trying to figure out his age, he looked mid-thirties to early forties, but she wanted to know for sure. When she first thought about getting a master she knew he was going to be older than her, because boys her age knew nothing about her interest in BDSM. As she cleaned her plate her curiously got better of her.

“Master, may I ask of your age? I mean you know I’m 19 will turn 20 in 4 months, just like know how old you are. It doesn’t matter that much, still like to know.”

Before he could answer, desert was brought out for both of them. Veronica took a bite and loved it as much as the main course.

“Oh Master you spoil me so much, I’m going to have to work extra hard when you take my virginity tonight aren’t I?”
 
David ate his dinner and hoped for a quiet conversation with Veronica. He noticed she was scanning his face. He looked in her eyes, they were beautiful and big, just Nicola’s. She had black hair and brown eyes. She got a nice smile. Her lips were pillowy. Her boobs were making a huge cleavage. They look huge on her small frame. She got a petit curvy body. Her ass had given some boners to the men sitting behind her.

“I am 33, Veronica.” He replied her formally.

David almost chuckled when Veronica told him about taking her virginity. He tried to look composed and calm. We just met first time in our life and she wants me to take her virginity, what’s wrong with her, He thought.

David did find Veronica physically attractive, in fact, she was gorgeous, but she was presenting her virginity to him like a free candy. He didn’t sleep with the woman who had no mental connection with him. He was not a boy with raging hormones who would sleep around.

David also knew if he denied her proposal she might make some false assumptions out of it. So he smiled at her and started thinking how to deny the proposal.
 
Veronica listened to Master’s reply, and smiled to herself. She was only two years off with a guess of 35. She was beginning to feel more at ease with him as they ate. As she finished her desert she was hoping Master didn’t find her a pig as she seemed to finish her meal faster than him. As sat in silence while Master finished her meal, Veronica asked a follow up question.

“So when is your birthday Master?”
 
David saw veronica wasn’t tense anymore; she was opening up a bit. She was talking freely. He was relieved by that. He thought she was playing a guessing game. He was still thinking about the virginity thing. How could a beautiful girl like her, be virgin? She might have broken many hearts to stay that way. He felt the pity for her suitors. He smiled at his own thoughts.

“My birthday is on December 8, How about yours? When is your birthday?” He asked her and finished his meal.
 
She watched Master smile back at her, which caused her to blush. Even though this was the first official date she’s been on, it was going extremely well. When he replied to her, she almost giggled. It must be fate that they met, cause her birthday was exactly 4 months apart from his.

“That is going to be easy date to remember Master, mine is September 8th.”

As their conversation ended, the bill came and David paid with a credit card. As they were preparing to leave, Veronica was getting really excited and being a little more chatty than she was before, but still trying to be respectful.

“I can’t wait to see your house Master, especially your bedroom and dungeon Master.”
 
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