3 comments/ 17733 views/ 5 favorites D Looking For S Ch. 01 By: Bloke1 The posting read, "Dominant looking for submissive". You have seen it before, many times. You have seen it once or twice a year, for many years now. It is up for just a day or two and then is gone. The posting reads "Dominant white gentleman looking for submissive single white woman to serve. Age between 40 to 55. Experience not necessary. Willing to train an inexperienced woman." "Be proper, polite, formal, and respectful in your reply message. Reply message must have a subject line that reads, "Please interview me, SIR". The right submissive woman will know exactly how to respond back to SIR." The posting touches you each time you read it. You have always wanted to, but have been afraid to reply to the posting. The last couple of times, you even came up with over 30 different replies to send, but you never sent any. Twice you copied the reply to address and stored it away. Then a day or so later you replied to that posting, only to have your e-mail message returned because the posting had been deleted. This time the posting has been up only 57 minutes now. You are again afraid to reply. You know you have about 24 to 36 hours before the posting is gone again. You want to reply but you are so scared to reply. You have about 15 possible replies but you cannot choose one that feels right for you. Now the posting has been up 8 hours. It is still there and you so want to reply. Your internal submissive is screaming in your head to reply now yet the day to day you is so very scared to reply. Too many failures from your past attempts to find a Dominant still haunt the day to day you. The many so-called "Dominants" in your past, that turned out to be anything but dominant. True they were Dominant between the sheets, but no place else and at no other times were they dominant. There is something about this one posting, you have noticed it again, and again. Something about this one posting grabs you as no other posting does. Yet you do not know what or why. Now the posting has been up 12 hours. It is still there and you have had three (3) glasses of wine tonight, with and after dinner. As you look at the posting, you notice how simple it is. A few sentences, says it all. You look at your replies and notice that your replies are not simple at all. Compared to the posting, your replies are all books. "It is the wine," you think. "It cannot be that simple," you think. Yet you sit down and compose a new reply. You write "Good evening Sir: Please interview me, SIR. Please train me SIR. Please, let me learn your ways, SIR." You look the message over and check the message over again, and again, and yet again. You open your e-mail, copy and paste the reply to address into the "To:" line. You enter "Please interview me, SIR." into the subject line. You copy and paste your reply message into the e-mail text area. You check and recheck spelling. You check and recheck the subject line. At hour 16 since the posting was posted, you click on the send button of your message. Then you go off to bed. The next morning the posting is still up. You do all the normal things you would normally do on a weekend morning. Sometime before lunch, you check your e-mail. You did not see a reply for anyone you did not know. Yet the spam folder shows 23 spam messages. Not unusual for your spam box to have many spam messages, sometimes the number goes up to 100 or more spam messages. Normally you just delete the spam messages without ever looking at them. But not today, and you do not know why. There is a message from an unusual e-mail address that has the subject "RE: Please interview me, SIR." Your stomach tightens. You click on the E-mail and the reply message reads: "Good morning miss:" "You have passed the first test. You have a proper subject line for your message." "You have passed the second test. You were proper, polite, formal, and respectful in your reply." "The next step is for you to answer the following items that I require to know from you:" "1). Your name (Your first name is required. Your middle and last name are optional at this time.) 2). A valid E-Mail address so that I do not have to continue to reply to this posting service. 3). A valid text number. 4). Your eye color and hair color. 5). Your measurements, in inches, of breasts, stomach, and hips, 6). Your height and weight when naked. 7). Your bra size and you panty size." "You have until noon today to reply. You may call me SIR." You read and re-read the message. You are pleased to learn that you have passed his tests. You did not realize that the simple posting contained any tests. You look at the clock and realize that you have less than an hour to reply. You compose a message that is proper, polite, formal, and respectful. In that message, you state that your name is Jennifer. You also tell your middle and last names. You supply your e-mail address and your cell number. You tell of your eye and hair color, your measurements, your height, your weight, your bra size, and your panty size in simple answers. You send off the message and you add the e-mail address to your approved list. You go and have some lunch. You have to do your errands and do your weekly shopping. You do not look at e-mails until after dinner. There was a reply from him, the one called SIR. Over the next few days, you and SIR exchange e-mail messages. You ask questions and sometimes SIR gives answers. SIR asks questions and you answer those questions. SIR's questions are always related to you, your submissiveness, your submissive experiences, your likes, and your dislikes. Some of the questions are embarrassing to you. SIR tells you in one e-mail that is name is Ralph. On the fourth day of e-mails, you ask SIR when will you be permitted to meet SIR in one of your replies. Later that evening in a message from SIR, you are told that SIR will do a physical inspection of you on Thursday night. SIR's e-mail has all the specific details. You are to go to the Pineville mall and be there by 7PM. You are to be standing near the ATM machine on the second floor in the food court area. You are to stand with your feet 12 to 18 inches apart. You must stand with your arms at your side. You are to hold nothing. You are to look across the food court towards the Italian place until you are told otherwise. SIR goes on to tell you to be wearing a dress, which stops within one inch above your knees. You are to wear high heels. Specifically SIR says, "You are to wear 3-inch to 5-inch high heels or Stiletto high heels." You are to wear bikini panties. SIR is specific in the size of the panties and that size SIR gives you is a size smaller than you normally wear. You are to pull the panties up tight into the crack of your ass and the folds of your cunt. You are not to wear a bra. You are to wear a specific brand and color of sheer to the waist pantyhose with the crotch panel removed. You are to wear bright red, smudge proof lipstick. You may nicely accessorize the outfit with jewelry or other items as long as it is tastefully done. One of the items, except for the panty hose and bikini panties, must be red in color. SIR also says that you can wear a knee length coat or jacket, not red, if the weather requires a coat or jacket. You go to your closet and look at your clothing. You have a few dresses. You have a few pairs of high heels. You add the pantyhose, lipstick, and bikini panties to a shopping list. The red item is the hardest part. You do not own a red dress. You do not own red heels. You look around your accessories. You have a very small purse that is red. You have a scarf that is red. You have a hat that is red. You have a few days to think this decision over. Thursday arrives and you took off from work at 3PM. You showered and shaved. You had learned in one e-mail that SIR expects no hair from the tip of your nose to the bottom of your feet. You made sure to get any hairs, no matter where the hair may be on your body. You pull the bikini panties on and pull the panties up tight. You notice that as you move the panties rub your clitoris. This might be tough to walk in heels then. You pull on the panty hose carefully. In another e-mail, you learned SIR despised any woman who wore any kind of hosiery with holes, tears, lines, rips, ladders, or runs of any kind. That information caused you to buy three (3) more of the pantyhose SIR specified just in case you needed them. You pull on the dress. A tan and black print dress is what you are wearing. Then you go and fix your hair. SIR had indicated that if you had hair past your shoulders, which you do, he prefers that you wore the hair as a tight bun on the back of your head. "The easier to grab hold of you if I need to" SIR had said in an e-mail message. You had no idea what a tight bun was when it came to hair but you found out on the internet and had practiced doing a tight bun for the past few days now. You applied your makeup tastefully and then the smudge proof bright red lipstick. You put on your tan 5-inch high heels. Close to stiletto heels but not exactly. You decided to wear the bright red scarf around your neck tonight. Since it was raining today, you plan on wearing a light jacket also. You leave hone and arrive at the mall a little early. The bikini panties, which are rubbing the clitoris, are having a serious sexual effect on you as you walk. You go to the second floor and proceed to the food court. You see the ATM machine and note that the Italian restaurant is way over on the other side. You will be facing the whole food court with your back to the walkway, escalator, and elevators. You see an empty table near the ATM machine. You take off the jacket and hang it over the back of a chair. You put your purse down on the seat and push the chair fully into the table. You stand as instructed near the ATM machine, table, and you look out over the food court. You stand there for a very long while. You were approached by at least seven men asking if you were free tonight, you noted some were married men. You were whistled at a few times as well, or so you think you were the target of the whistles. But you stand as instructed and you look as instructed. This feeling so natural and easy for you. You notice that your cunt is wet. You notice that your clitoris is hard against the bikini panties. You also notice that your nipples are sticking out, rock hard, as well. You are so sexually charged and could cum on the spot. Yet you have no idea why you are like this. After a long while, your cell phone beeps to indicate that you have received text message. You move to your purse, pull out your cell phone, and read the message. The message reads: "Good evening. You have passed all the tests tonight very well. You look lovely tonight. SIR is VERY impressed by you. If you wish to share dinner with SIR tonight, you will pick up your jacket and purse and proceed to your car. You will drive over to the "Red Garden" restaurant. When you enter the restaurant, you will ask for Mr. Roger's table. Dinner is "Dutch treat" tonight. Meaning we will each pay our own checks tonight so that neither of us feels owed or in debt to the other. If you cannot afford this arrangement say so now and SIR will make other arrangements for our meeting tonight. SIR." You swallow hard. "He was here," you think. "Which one was he?" The married guys, the single guys, the guys in shorts, the guys in jeans, the guys in suits, the guys that whistled? All these questions you are running through your mind. You look around and around looking to see if anyone stands out. Lots of guys are looking at you, can he be one of them. Which one of them? Your cell phone beeps again to indicate that you have received another text message. You look down and read: "Well? Stop looking around for SIR, as I am not there any longer. Are you going you cum to have dinner with SIR or not?" You are flabbergasted and cannot reply. You have to take many deep breaths and calm down. You are on the edge of an orgasm and you have no idea how or why you are at this time. How does he know what you were doing if he is not here? Does he have spy here? Does he have a camera here? How does he know? You pull yourself together and write your reply. "Hello SIR. Thank you for your complement. May I have the honor to dine with you tonight? Please SIR?" You send the reply and you wait, stuck to the floor, you cannot move. You are hanging on SIR's reply. D Looking For S Ch. 02 Authors Note: I wish to thank the many of you who have voted for this story's first chapter. I also wish to thank the few who commented publically (except one) and the few who have commented privately to me. It is because of those comments and votes that I have posted this chapter. Thanks again to all of you. ***** Part 2: The reply comes from SIR in a few minutes: "Yes Jenifer, permission is granted. You may dine with SIR tonight. You know the restaurant's name already. The staff is waiting for your arrival. Get here safely and as soon as you can." You are now unglued. You pick up and put on your jacket. You pick up your purse and you are off to your car. You drive the 35 minutes from the Pineville mall to the Red Garden restaurant. You have been to the restaurant before. Wedding receptions, company Christmas parties, and even a date or two there yourself. The Red Garden is a high-class location with excellent quality food and drink. You walk in and there is a woman at the reception stand. She speaks directly to you, "Mr. Roger's party miss?" You nod your head, because you are speechless. How did she know who you were or why you were there?? Did SIR tell her what you looked like or what you were wearing? Did SIR show her a photograph of you from the mall?? You have so many questions, yet you have so few answers. The hostess leads the way to a private room. There are some ten to twenty empty tables in this room. Only one table has a tablecloth on it and it has two place settings. However, the table is empty; no one is at the table. There is a half-empty glass of red wine at the far setting. "What will you have to drink?" the hostess asks you. You think what to order, soda, water, wine, whisky, or your favorite drink, a vodka martini? You say "Merlot please." The hostess nods and starts to walks off. You remove your jacket and the hostess has returned, takes the jacket from you, and walks off again. It is as if she knew what you were going to do. What you do not know is that she in standing in the shadows waiting on SIR. You sit in the chair across from the place setting with the glass of wine. As you wait, you are thinking about how sexually charged you are at this time. Without notice or warning, a booming voice says "FREEZR! DO NOT MOVE! Slowly reach to your purse and present your driver license to me." You shiver and start shaking. "Is SIR a cop? Am I under arrest for something?" you wonder. All these questions and more in your head as you try to get your driver's license out of your purse and wallet. After what is, in your opinion, a very long time, you are finally able to get the license out of the purse and wallet. Just as you do, a hand grabs the bun on your head and you are held in place. The license is removed from your shaking hand. "Miss Jenifer Annette Marcus" the voice says. "Good that the license matches the name you provided a week ago in the e-mail. Had it not, you would have been escorted out by the hostess. Thank your Sandra; bring the lady her glass of merlot. The very best merlot the house has to offer please", the voice says. The voice is a deep golden baritone voice. You hear the sounds of the hostess's heels as she walks off and you do not notice the door sound. You notice the scent. You did not notice that wonderful scent until just now. His aftershave or cologne is very nice to you. The scent is delightful. It has a sexual effect on you as well. "The license says you are age 43", the golden baritone voice says. "Very good. You passed another test tonight. Do not move." The hand releases your bun. You do not move. You hear the clicks of a camera. You see the flashes of a camera, but you do not know what is being photographed. After a while, your license is put in front of you on the table. "Put that away safe," the voice states. As you put your license away safe in your wallet and in your purse, Sandra, the hostess, returns with two dark bottles of wine and a single glass. She puts the glass near your setting, pours your wine, and puts the two bottles in the center of the table. "Give us a half hour Sandra, then we will order diner," SIR says. "Yes Sir," Sandra says. Sandra turns and leaves. You hear a door close this time a few moments later. You did not notice the door closing before. "In a minute you will stand Jenifer. Behind you, there is an X on the floor. Stand over the X facing the dark part of the room with your feet 12 to 18 inches apart and drop your dress to the floor around your feet," SIR says. After a very long pause, SIR says, "Move now Jenifer." You stand up and you find the "X" spot on the floor. You place your feet accordingly as you face the darkest section of the room You reach behind, unclip the clasp at the top of your dress, you pull the dress zipper down, and you let the dress fall to the floor. You are almost completely naked except for the high heels, pantyhose, and tight fitting bikini panties you are still wearing. "Let me evaluate the many tests tonight for you Jenifer. First, at the mall," SIR says. "Arrive by 7PM. You passed that test. Stand near the ATM machine. You passed that test. Stand with your feet 12 to 18 inches apart. You passed that test. Stand with your arms at your side. You passed that test. Look across to the Italian restaurant. You passed that test. You passed all the tests at the mall Jenifer. How does that make you feel?" Sir asks. "Good SIR." you answer. "Second, now for the more personal items of my inspection of you tonight. You were to wear a dress that stopped within two inches above the knees. You passed that test. You were to wear high heels. Your heels appear to me to be between 4 to 5 inches. You passed that test. You were to wear jet-black bikini panties that were smaller than you normally wear. Let me check the panties at this time", Sir says. You feel SIR pull out the back of the pantyhose out and then the panties out. "Correct size is being worn. You passed that test", Sirs says. You nearly jump out of your skin as SIR releases the panties and pantyhose to snap back to your waist with a strong sting. "Panties pulled up tight into crack of ass and folds of cunt. Let us see", SIR says. Unknown to you, SIR pulls a flashlight from his pocket and crouches down behind you to look at the crotch hole in the pantyhose. Then SIR looks up between your legs and around to your ass. "You passed that test", SIR says as SIR stands upright behind you. "I also noticed that you are wearing the proper brand and type of pantyhose I prefer. You have removed the cotton crotch for use in my inspection. You passed that test. You are wearing bright red lipstick but I do not know if it is smudge proof lipstick", SIR states. With that, you see SIR's hand come around from behind to your mouth and rub your lips. Then the next thing you know, you head is turned to the side and SIR is kissing you. It is a real hard kiss. You weaken at the knees and almost drop, no fall, to the floor. "WOW!" you think to yourself, "Boy can he kiss!" You see SIR for the first time as the kiss ends. You are surprised. Even though SIR stated that he was 59, your first viewing of SIR tells you that SIR looks much younger than what SIR said his age was. "He looks 10 or more years younger", you think to yourself. Even in your 5-inch heels, SIR towers over you. You at 5 feet 2 inches plus another 5 inches for the heels means that you are standing at 5 feet 7 inches tall. Sir must be 5 feet 10 inches or more to you. He is dressed in a red striped oxford shirt and black pants. A leather belt is around the pants. Black loafers are on his feet. He is not ugly at all, nor is he drop-dead handsome. Nevertheless, SIR is very good looking, rather dapper or elegant you think. He has brown eyes with glasses; he has brown hair with just a few touches of gray. His beard and his mustache are almost totally gray. Add a tie and jacket, and SIR would be perfectly ready for a business meeting. "Yes it appears to be smudge proof lipstick to me", SIR states. "You used a red scarf to pass the red item requirement. Very tastefully done as well Jenifer. You passed that test. You also passed the coat or jacket test", SIR states. "And lastly, it time for the bonus points round. Which, until now, you knew nothing about. Hair in a very nicely done tight bun. Bonus for that," SIR says. You feel SIR's hand enter behind the pantyhose and panties, reach around from behind to your cunt, slide down to your cunt, and move around your cunt before exiting. "It appears that all body hair has been removed from nose to feet. Bonus for that also. Not on any list, but my hidden test is makeup. I love to see how a woman presents herself with her makeup. You have done a very good job of applying makeup today, not too little and not too much. Just the right touches of makeup. Extra added bonus point", SIR says. You are in a dazed state at this point. Still trying to recover from that amazing kiss, the bonus points shocked you even more. "Pull your dress back up and return to your seat quickly", SIR commands. You are still trying to come out of the daze and you are a little slow to bend over and pull the dress up. SIR's hand smacks your ass cheeks hard and you jump into action, just the shock needed to clear your very foggy head. You quickly have your dress zipped up and hooked at the top and you are in your seat. Just as you sit, you hear the heel noises of the hostess returning to the room. "Your choices for dinner tonight are as follows," SIR states. "First, you can have a salad and the dressing of your choice, followed by your choice of a 6-ounce, a 9-ounce, or a 13-ounce filet mignon with or without being wrapped with bacon. Also available are pork chops, chicken breasts, salmon filet, trout filet, or catfish filet. All are to be cooked as you request. There will be no white starches available, so you have a choice of angle hair whole-wheat pasta or whole wheat Fusilli. You have a choice of kernel corn, sliced carrots, broccoli, and/or green beans. These can be served singular or mixed two together, three together, or all together. What will you have?" SIR asked. You sit for a while and ponder. Then you reply, "SIR, may I have the plain salad, no dressing at all. Then may I have the Trout, broiled please, no pasta at all for me, and may I have a serving of corn and a serving of carrots please." "Sandra?" SIR asks. "Got it. The usual for you SIR?" Sandra replies. You watch SIR nod his head in a yes fashion. You watch Sandra walk off and you hear the door shut. SIR and you talk about many things over the next few minutes while waiting for dinner. In no time, Sandra arrives with the salads and places each salad in the proper place. You watch Sandra walk off again and the door is closed. SIR asks many questions and you answer the questions, all truthfully. From your youth to your professional life to your discovery of submission, SIR pulls out information and details from you. From time to time, you get in a question to SIR. You discover that SIR is direct and simple in his answers. He does not beat around the bush when he asks or answers questions. Sandra arrives with dinner and places each plate of dinner in the proper place. Sandra addresses SIR, "Is there anything else Mr. Rogers?" SIR replies, "No Sandra, thank you. Give us about two hours of privacy please." Sandra nods, turns about, and walks out. You hear the door close. The trout is to die for it is that good. Never have you had such a good filet of trout in your life. It is wonderfully tasteful. The corn and carrots are good as well. The merlot is exceptional. Overall, this is a wonderful meal. In addition, the discussions were just as wonderful. You have learned a lot about SIR and SIR has learned a lot more about you. Sandra returned exactly two-hours later and removes the empty dinner dishes. Sandra looked at SIR with raised eyebrows. SIR looks at you and says "Dissert?" You reply, "Oh no, but thank you. I am so full. I have no room left for anything. Not even tea." SIR looks at Sandra and says, "That will be all then. We are both driving tonight, so you may remove the wine bottles. Re-cork and store for me to be used at a later time. I will have Earl Gray decaffeinated, Equal, and skim as usual. Nothing else is required tonight. We will be departing within the hour". Again, Sandra nods, turns about, and walks out. You hear the door close again. Sandra then arrives with the tea for SIR and leaves without a word being spoken. SIR and you continue the discussions but now on the line of submissive service. SIR tells you what he expects from the submissive serving him. SIR tells you that you must sign an agreement to commit three years of service to SIR should SIR decide to take you on and train you in SIR's ways. You ask SIR for details and expectations. SIR replies that he will send you an E-Mail tomorrow with all the details. SIR asks again if you are sure that you wish to be his submissive. You answer honestly that you are not yet sure and will look over the materials SIR e-mails to you tomorrow. SIR then tells you that he is a strict disciplinarian. He uses punishment and especially over the knee (OTK) spankings, over the table (OTT) spankings, over the chair or couch arm (OTCA) spankings, and over the chair or couch back (OTCB) spankings as his forms of discipline and corrective punishment. SIR says that he uses his hands, his leather belt, his wooden hairbrush, his wooden ruler, his modified ping-pong paddle, his wooden spoons, his plastic and metal spatulas, and his crop as his discipline devices. SIR also says that he uses both wooden and plastic clothespins for discipline and for his entertainment. You asked SIR about the modified ping-pong paddles. Sir informs you that SIR buys two ping-pong paddles and then removes the rubber padding part. That leaves just a wooden paddle. SIR explained that SIR sands the wooden paddle finely smooth on the wide flat surfaces. Then SIR applies 10 coats of polyurethane, allowing each coat to try for four days before applying the next coat. SIR then explains that after 10 coats the wooden paddles have a nice hard and smooth surface that will not snag, rip, tear, or otherwise damage the pantyhose covering the submissives' ass while the submissive is being disciplined, spanked, or punished. SIR also explained that he is experienced in rope work. When you look puzzled, SIR explained that he uses lengths of rope to bind and immobilize a submissive. SIR said that he has used rope to bind a submissive in place over the arm or back of a padded chair, or the arm or back of a couch, or to a table, or to a coffee table. SIR says that he sometimes just plain "hog ties" a submissive and leaves her on the bed, floor, or any place he chooses for hours, sometimes alone. That explanation puts a chill up your spine and hotness in your cunt and clitoris. You were already sexually charged and dripping wet and now you are flowing like a river and need to cum badly. The air around you has your cunt scent floating all around. SIR stands and says that the meeting tonight is over and that you both must go home to think. SIR tells you that your dinner has been paid for completely and you may go home straightaway. SIR says that the next action is yours alone. You must decide if you wish to serve SIR and if you do wish to serve SIR then you must beg for an appearance before SIR. You will be required to follow the all the requirements SIR will send you. SIR moves to help you stand. You are wobbly on your feet but not from the glass of wine. You are wobbly from the need to cum. Just before leaving the room, SIR stops and looks at you, directly in the eyes. SIR says, "Jenifer, I know of your need to cum and you need to cum very badly. I will not permit you to cum. You will never cum, ever again, without my direct permission. You will not try to cum tonight when you get home. No hand, no finger, no toy, not even Mr. Shower massage can bring you off until I tell you to cum. You will go to bed badly horny, hot, and in such a bad need to cum, but you will not cum. You will most likely not sleep well tonight." There is a long pause whilst SIR continues to look at you directly. "From this point on Jenifer, I am in control and I believe that you will select to serve me, no matter what I require from you," SIR said. SIR pulls the room door open, looked you deeply in the eyes again, and said, "Good night Jenifer. Travel safely and be alert until you get home. Once you get home, you will notice just how hot and horny you truly are. You will notice just how desperate you wish to cum. Yet no matter what you try, what you use, or what you do, you will never cum again. Not until I grant you permission to cum." "You will be hearing from me soon Jenifer," SIR said as you walked out to your car to drive home, very hot, very horny, and dripping wet. D Looking For S Ch. 03 Authors Note: I wish to again thank the many of you who have voted for this story's first and second chapters. I also wish to thank the few who commented publically and those of you who have made private message comments to me. It is because of those comments and votes that I have posted this next chapter. Please continue to vote and make comments. Thanks again to all of you. NOTICE: If you have not done so already, please first read chapter 1 here (//www.literotica.com/s/d-looking-for-s-ch-01) and chapter 2 here (//www.literotica.com/s/d-looking-for-s-ch-02) before you read this chapter. Thank you Part 3 SIR was correct about that night. The drive home was a very long drive. You were very hot and horny before you got to the car. You were even worst off after you reached home. You did not sleep well at all that night. You dreamt those kinky dreams you have on occasion. The ones where you are tied facing a tree. Having your shoulders, back, ass, legs whipped and beaten by an unknown person. Usually you wake up just as a huge orgasm from those dreams arrives, just as the whipping really gets hard and intense. However, you had no orgasm last night. Last night you woke up wanting to orgasm so badly, but you were not able to orgasm, no matter what you tried. Yes, you did not sleep well last night. Your cunt ran all night long and the sheets were soaked with pussy juice when you got up the next morning. You have never wet your bed with cunt juice before. As you got up for work, you were so groggy and tired. You already knew it was going to be a very long day and the day had not really started yet. You go off to brew your morning tea and fix your breakfast. Afterwards, you take your morning shower. The coldwater shower does not help you at all. You are just as hot and horny as you exit the shower as you were before entering the shower. All day at work, you are a hot and horny mess, and a total disaster. You cannot concentrate on your work. You are constantly aware of the heat in and on your g-spot. You are constantly aware of the hardness and of the tingling in your nipples and clitoris. Your cunt muscles are clinching uncontrollably all day long. Your asshole is tightening and releasing uncontrollably all day long as well. Again, you cannot think straight for more than 2 minutes at a time. Then you think again about last night. You are a complete wreck at work. It is very difficult to get any work done at all. You keep thinking about last night rather than the work that needs to be completed. You keep feeling just how hot and horny you are since last night. If you could, you would beg for release here and now. In addition, you cannot wait to get home to see if SIR has sent his requirements. If only the workday would end soon. At long last, 5:00 PM arrives, and you are off for home. You got almost nothing done today at work, and you are going to miss a serious deadline if you cannot get the work done over the weekend at home. You take all the necessary materials you need to meet the deadline home with you as you leave for the weekend. The drive home whizzed by because you were on automatic pilot, thinking of serving SIR, and being hot, horny, and badly needing to cum. You pull into you parking spot. As you exit your car, you feel that your panties are soaked and sticking to you. Once inside your apartment, you place the work materials in the coffee table. You head to the bedroom and begin to undress. As you remove your dress, you notice that not only are your panties soaking wet, but also your pantyhose are wet down to your knees, on both legs. Your sex scent is in the aire, all around you. You wonder if your scent has been there all day at the office and you just did not notice your scent. You check your e-mail and you see nothing from SIR. As you cook dinner, you keep checking e-mails. As you eat dinner, you keep checking e-mails. All night long, you check e-mails and nothing from SIR. You go off to bed with no word from SIR. Again as with last night, you have those same dreams again. You are tied to and facing a tree. This time your arms pulled up by ropes over branches above you and tied off you do not know where. And now your legs are pulled apart, and tied off as well, you do not know where. Having your shoulders, back, cunt, ass, legs whipped and beaten by many devices. You remember more details than before. You wake up often on the verge of a huge orgasm again, but unable to cum. No matter what you try, nothing gets you to cum. All the methods you used in the past fail you now. It is like this all on Saturday and Sunday. No word from SIR and you are just crazy with need for SIR. Things that you normally do in an hour, takes you four or five hours to complete. You cannot get focused or concentrate on any task. You just think of SIR. You get your work done for the deadline on Monday morning, but the takes all weekend to complete, something that normally takes you just three hours to complete. By Sunday night, you are a complete basket case. Hot, Horny, Needy, Flowing with a river of cunt juice past your knees. You have never been like this in your life. Moreover, this need is real and driving you crazy. You think that no matter what SIR requires, you will do whatever he requires from you. You go to bed on Sunday night with no word from SIR, nothing at all, all weekend. Again, as you get up for work on Monday morning, you are so groggy and tired. You already know, yet again, that today is going to be a very long day and the day has not really started yet. You go off to brew your morning tea, fix your breakfast, and have your cold shower. You cannot check your personal e-mail from work. Not only against company policy, but also the company has blocked all the mail services on the internet from all corporate PCs and all wireless PCs. You submit your weekend work to meet your 9:00AM deadline meeting today. Your briefing/presentation is off and distracted. Everyone noticed that you are not your usual person today and your presentation is proper and technically correct, but you seem distracted, like something else is on your mind. If they only knew what you were thinking and dripping about. The rest of the day is the same as Friday. You just cannot concentrate on your work. You cannot think straight for more than 2 minutes at a time. Then you think again about last Thursday night again, and again. You are a complete wreck at work again. It is very difficult to get any work done at all. This is so very unlike you. Once you get home, you rush to the PC and turn it on. Whilst the PC boots up you take off your work clothes. You noticed all day that your panties were wet, soaking wet, and sticking to you again. But now, you discover that your pantyhose are soaked down to the both ankles and your skirt back is soaking wet as well. You change into PJs and go to the PC. You check e-mail and you see the message from SIR you have been waiting for all weekend. You read- Good Morning Jenifer: Last Thursday evening I put you through a series of many tests. Some tests you knew about and others you had no idea were important to me. As we discussed on Thursday at dinner, the posting you replied to was not my first posting. There have been a great many replies to that posting over the many years. I have found most of those replies to be from what I call "wanna be" submissive ladies. In that, I mean, that the ladies "wanna be" submissive right now but, the ladies do not "wanna be" submissive when things get tough for them. Some of the ladies are only out for a free meal and then never want to be seen again. That is why I require we each pay our own checks at the dinner meeting. I came up with the tests to filter out many of the "wanna be" ladies and free dinner ladies. I have given you all weekend to think about your service to me without any input from me. I hope you have spent the time thinking. Thinking about your need to be in service to me. The attachment to this message has the basic rules I require of a submissive in service to me. Feel free to ask any questions for understand or clarification purposes. SIR You open the attachment and read the following rules: REQUIREMENTS FOR WHEN SUBMISSIVE IS ALONE WITH THE DOMINANT 1). The submissive will always undress promptly upon arrival when alone with The Dominant in private locations or quarters. The Dominant will decide what items, it any, may be worn by the submissive whilst in service. The Dominant may choose to have the submissive wear clothing of his choice, if he deems it. 2). The submissive is to kneel in the 'present posture' whenever the submissive is idle, has nothing to do, or when The Dominant is due to arrive and wait quietly to greet The Dominant upon arrival or return. 3). The submissive will never speak unless spoken to. 4). The submissive must always ask for permission for anything (speak, ask questions, orgasms, meals, bathroom, etc...) from The Dominant at all times. 5). The submissive may request permission to speak if there is something pressing to discuss during times when The Dominant commands silence. 6). If the submissive wishes to enter a room where The Dominant is present, the submissive must ask permission, from outside the room, to enter the room before doing so. 7). The submissive will wear and appreciatively accept any toys that The Dominant chooses to insert or adorn the submissive with in any circumstance. 8). The submissive will address The Dominant politely, properly, formally, and respectfully at all times. As an example, the submissive may use "Mister David", "Ralph Sir", or "Mister Jake Sir." as proper forms of address. The Dominant will instruct the submissive which address to use and may change the address as often as The Dominant wishes. 9). The submissive will never look The Dominant directly in the eye unless The Dominant requires the submissive to do so. Normally the submissive will look down at the floor or ground when addressing The Dominant. 10). The submissive will always thank The Dominant for an opportunity to serve regardless of the situation. 11). The submissive will perform duties and tasks as assigned/commanded by The Dominant. 12). The submissive will not sleep with The Dominant unless it is the express wish of The Dominant and then sleeping with The Dominant must be seen as an honor and privilege by the submissive. This privilege may be given at any time as a reward as The Dominant sees fit. This privilege may be taken away at any time as a form of punishment. 13). The submissive must be open, honest, and truthful at all times with The Dominant. REQUIRMENTS FOR WHEN THE SUBMISSIVE IS IN PUBLIC WITH THE DOMINANT OR WHEN COMPANY IS PRESENT 1). The submissive will receive visitors at the door wearing whatever The Dominant has commanded. 2). The submissive must use "High Protocol" when The Dominant commands it. The submissive will always be polite, proper, formal, and respectful and use good manners at all times, no matter the situation. 3). The submissive will greet visitors in whatever way The Dominant so commands. 4). The submissive must remain attentive to visitors at all times. 5). The submissive will not refer to anyone by using his or her first name. Formality requires the use of "Mister", "Dr.", "Miss", "Mrs.", "Ms." etc with the individual's last name, when known. 6). The submissive must be ready at all times to do as commanded. 7). The submissive will serve everyone as requested, kneeling to each person as they are presented. 8). The submissive will not speak unless spoken to. 9). The submissive will not use furniture and will kneel on the floor next to The Dominant, or the person the submissive serves, until her services are required. 10). The submissive must be open, honest, and truthful at all times with The Dominant. REQUIREMENTS FOR BATHROOM PRIVILEGES 1). The submissive must always ask permission before using the bathroom or taking a shower. 2). The submissive is not allowed to close the bathroom door as the submissive has no privacy. 3). The submissive must calmly accept when The Dominant decides that a bathroom break will not be allowed. 4). The submissive must be open, honest, and truthful at all times with The Dominant. REQUIREMENTS FOR PUNISHMENT AND SEXUAL SERVICES 1). Punishment takes precedence over any other commands or tasks assigned. 2). The submissive must show gratitude for punishments. When strokes are applied to the submissive, the submissive will loudly count the stroke, thank The Dominant for the stroke, and beg The Dominant for the honor to receive another stroke, as in "Ten SIR, Thank you Mister Michael SIR, May this submissive have another stroke SIR?" 3). The submissive must be open, honest, and truthful at all times with The Dominant. 4). The submissive must be clean and pleasant to the senses at all times. 5). The submissive must accept correction gracefully and maintain a grateful presence after the fact. 6). The submissive will shave all body hair and maintain this condition at all times. If this is not successfully complete daily then punishment will be given to the submissive. 7). The submissive must confess to disobedience and untruthfulness and take responsibility even when The Dominant is not present. The submissive must beg for punishment when confessing to disobedience and untruthfulness. 8). The submissive must always maintain the punishment record/log, if such a document is kept for The Dominant by the submissive. 9). The submissive must always be ready for any perform of sexual service at any time. 10). The submissive is not allowed to touch the submissives' body in a sexual way without The Dominant's express permission. 11). The submissive is not allowed to have an orgasm of any kind without the direct approval and permission of The Dominant. submissive code of conduct and rules i submit to The Dominant of my own free will and desire. i am The Dominant's submissive. i belong to The Dominant as His submissive, and property. i may also become The Dominant's lover and friend over time as The Dominant may permit. i will serve, obey, and please The Dominant as He desires By submitting to The Dominant, i understand that The Dominant's pleasure, comfort, and happiness are my only purpose and desire. i willingly and lovingly submit to the will of The Dominant i am forever bound to The Dominant. i am forever committed to The Dominant. i am forever dedicated to The Dominant. i am forever loyal to The Dominant. i accept The Dominant's authority over me for my purpose is to serve, obey, and please The Dominant. i will be managed, disciplined, and controlled in a manner beneficial to my training and long-term service to The Dominant. I completely give myself to The Dominant I serve The Dominant may also add rules or stipulations, as The Dominant so desires, to help in my growth to better serve The Dominant. I will be open, honest, and truthful at all times with The Dominant. submissive statement of acceptance and compliance i will complete a statement of acceptance and compliance. i will use my own words to hand write (not print) a statement that says i accept, that i agree, that i will honor, and that i will fully comply with any and all rules, regulations, procedures, training, instructions, commands and/or orders i receive from The Dominant whom i am about to serve. i will include in that statement of acceptance and compliance that I will be open, honest, and truthful at all times with The Dominant I serve. In that document i will clearly state my full name, my full address, my date of birth, my age, my current height in bare feet, my current weight when naked, my eye color, my hair color and whether the hair color is natural or dyed, my social security number, and all phone numbers I am associated with (examples are cell, hard wired, home, work, etc.) Each phone number will be identified by their association to me. i will additionally sign the bottom of each page of the document I have created. I will clearly state that I am creating this document of my own free will. i will sign each page of that document of my own free will and desire and clearly state so in that document. i will be dressed as The Dominant prefers. i will hold in my hands the hand written and signed statement of acceptance and compliance in front of me between the bottom of my breasts and the top of my cunt and take a photograph of me holding each and every page of the statement of acceptance and compliance, one page and one photograph at a time. i will deliver the hand written statement of acceptance and compliance document pages to The Dominant i am about to serve in a large envelope without folding any of the statement of acceptance and compliance pages. i will also send or deliver the photographs in compliance with the instructions given to me by The Dominant i am about to serve just prior to departing for the meeting in which i turn over the signed documents. You read and reread this document many times that night. You think "WOW". You think "DAMN". You think "SHIT". You wonder how in the hell SIR knew of you in this way. All that you read strikes you to your submissive core, and even deeper. SIR is the dream cum true for you. Your life long dreams have just been presented to you, in real life. If you were hot and horny before reading the e-mail attachment, now you are a hundred times more HOT, more HORNY, and a flowing river of cunt juices that just will not stop. You just want to drop to your knees before SIR, kiss, and suck SIR's feet and toes, and beg SIR to take you as his property here and now. You go to bed to think and dream. D Looking For S Ch. 04 I wish to again thank the many of you who have voted for this story's previous three chapters. I also wish to thank the few who commented publically and those of you who have made private message comments to me. It is because of those private comments and votes that I have posted this next chapter. Thanks again to all of you. NOTICE: If you have not done so already, please first read chapter 1 here (https://www.literotica.com/s/d-looking-for-s-ch-01), chapter 2 here (https://www.literotica.com/s/d-looking-for-s-ch-02), and chapter 3 here (https://www.literotica.com/s/d-looking-for-s-ch-03) before you read this chapter. Thank you ***** Part 4 You did not sleep well at all last night, yet again. You dreamt those kinky dreams you have on occasion, yet again. The ones where you are tied facing a tree. This time you have leather cuffs on your arm and legs. Your arms pulled up by ropes over branches above you and tied off you do not know where. Your legs are pulled apart, and tied off as well, and you see the spikes in the ground. Having your shoulders, back, cunt, ass, legs whipped and beaten. However, this time SIR is whipping you. You feel his belt, his wooden hair brush, his ruler, his wooden spoon, all his items he told you about at dinner on your, no on "his body" you think. You would have woke up in a huge orgasm from those dreams, just as the whipping really got hard and intense, but not now. SIR did not give his approval to cum and you will no longer try to cum without his approval. Yet you wake up and go back to sleep many times that Monday night remembering everything in the dreams. As you get up for work on Tuesday, you are again so groggy and tired. You already know it is going to be a very, very, long day this Tuesday and the day has not really started yet. "Is this becoming your new normal?" you wonder. You go off to brew your morning tea and fix your breakfast. Then you take your useless cold shower and dress for work. You notice as you dress that SIR's cunt is already flowing like a river. All day at work, you are a hot and horny mess and a total disaster yet again. You cannot concentrate on your work. You are constantly aware of the heat in and on your g-spot. You are constantly aware of the hardness and of the tingling in your nipples and clitoris but now even more intense. Your cunt muscles are squeezing and clinching uncontrollably all day long. Your asshole is tightening and releasing uncontrollably all day long as well. Even as you sit at your desk, the tightening/clinching and releasing uncontrollably continues. Again, you cannot think straight for more than two (2) minutes at a time. Then you think again about last night. You think about the rules and requirements. You are a complete wreck at work. It is very difficult to get any work done at all. You keep thinking about those rules and requirements, rather than the work that needs to be completed. You keep feeling just how hot and horny you are since that message arrived. Instead of work, you compose the reply to SIR. Good evening SIR You humble servant request permission to ask SIR questions. Your humble servant, Jenifer You store that message off on your USB stick. You send SIR the message from the USB stick as soon as you get home and get signed into your e-mail account. You head to the bedroom and begin to undress. As you remove your dress, you notice yet again that both your panties and your pantyhose are soaking wet. Your sex scent is in the aire once again, all around you. You change into PJs and go to the kitchen to cook dinner, checking e-mail every so often. As you are eating, a message from SIR arrives: Good evening Jenifer You may ask your questions SIR You sit and compose your message: Good evening SIR May I ask if I will have to give up my job? May I ask if I will have to give up my apartment? What will I do with my property and belongings? May I ask if I am expected to live with you full time or part time? I have so many questions that I will need to ask over time SIR. Your humble servant, Jenifer You send SIR the message and finish dinner. You clean up the kitchen and start the dishwasher. A message from SIR is present once you complete the kitchen cleanup. Good evening Jenifer No, you will not have to give up your job. However, I expect over time that you will do so of your own choosing. The same is true about your apartment. Should you decide to give up your apartment then I will decide, with your input, what property and belongings will be retained by you, and what property and belongings will be sold off or donated. There is no need for two couches or two beds since those items are already in my house. Whatever is sold off will be put into your retirement account. No Jenifer, you are not expected to live with me. You will make that decision on your own. If you decide that you wish to live with me then you will have to beg for my permission to become my live in submissive. I will answer all of your questions and concerns over time. You will make the decision to submit totally and completely to me and I will take control after you beg me to take you as my submissive and I accept you as my property. The statement of acceptance and compliance is part of the process. However, you will appear before me, naked, on your knees, and beg me to take you as my submissive when the time is right for you. SIR You read and re-read that reply again, and again. You think and rethink. You realize that there is no pressure from SIR. You realize that he is willing to wait until you are ready. In addition, you wonder if you are truly ready for this kind of a relationship. Yes, it is what you dreamt for many years, but now here in real life, you wonder. You wonder if you are good enough for SIR. You wonder if you can meet SIR's requirements. Then something kicks in, like an automatic pilot, and you start on your statement of acceptance and compliance as required in the instructions. You spend the rest of the night on that statement of acceptance and compliance. You write and then re-write sections very often on the computer. You use the spell checker to make sure that you have everything perfect. Then you sit down and handwrite the statement of acceptance and compliance. The statement of acceptance and compliance takes two (2) full hand written pages when you are complete. State your full name, your full address, you date of birth, your age, your current height in bare feet, your current weight when naked, your eye color, your hair color (and whether the hair color is natural or dyed), and your social security number. You supply all phone numbers you are associated with and identify each by their association to you. You pledge acceptance to all the terms and conditions you received. You clearly state your dedication, your commitment, and your loyalty to SIR. You clearly state that you accept the "The requirements for when this submissive is alone with SIR" terms and conditions. You clearly state that you accept the "requirements for when this submissive is in public with SIR or when company is present with SIR" terms and conditions. You clearly state that you accept the "requirements for this submissives' bathroom privileges" terms and conditions. And lastly, you clearly state that you accept the "requirements for punishment and sexual service to SIR" terms and conditions. In the next section, you accept the "submissive code of conduct and rules" terms and conditions. You save everything and go to bed As you get up for work on Wednesday, you are again so groggy and tired. You already know it is going to be yet again a very, very, long day this Wednesday and the day has not really started yet. "This is becoming the new normal for me," you decide. You go off to brew your morning tea and fix your breakfast. Then you take your cold shower and dress for work. You notice as you dress that SIR's cunt is still flowing like a river for over 3 days now. During lunch, you take the statement of your acceptance and compliance to have the statement notarized. The agent reads the whole document and asks if you are sure that you want this document as part of the public record. You state that you so wish. The hand written statement of your acceptance and compliance is then notarized. The day at work is the same as the last four (4) days. You are badly distracted and unable to concentrate at all. Once you get home, you send the following message. Good evening SIR You humble servant accepts your terms and conditions. May I begin my service to you immediately? Your humble servant, Jenifer You head to the bedroom and begin to undress. As you remove your dress, you notice again that both your panties and your pantyhose are soaking wet. Your sex scent is in the aire yet again. You change your pantyhose. The ones you wore today are soaked to the ankles again. You dry your cunt, no, now SIR's cunt, and you put on fresh pantyhose for SIR. You put on the high heels you wore to the meeting with SIR. You set the camera up on the table, on the small tripod you bought today. You set the timer to 20 seconds, and you place yourself in the place you think is perfect. The photo s taken and you have a "look see" and no it is bad. You take many more photos until the photograph is just right. By now, the pantyhose you are wearing are again wet to the knees, but you press on. Photos of you holding both pages of the notarized statement of acceptance and compliance are completed, nipples hard, clit hard, and pantyhose soaked again to the ankles. You place the sheets in the large tan envelope and put everything safely away. You have dinner and do some laundry and housekeeping work. You keep checking for an e-mail message from SIR.