My Good Sir

My 22nd birthday was life changing. Not only did I get my first ever otk spanking, but I got engaged to the most loving man I have ever met! It was completely unexpected and took my breath away when he asked me to spend the rest of my life with him. I mean, I am only 22 and I have found the love of my life and he loves me so much that he actually wants to get married, again.  For a lot of people that had a bad marriage once before, they don't want to marry again since marriage just seems to remind them of is the hardship they went through. I talked to him about marriage before and it sounded like he never wanted to tie the knot again. So when he proposed to me, I was in no way expecting it to happen at all. When we first met, I honestly thought it was just going to be a casual hook up and now we are getting ready to spend the rest of our lives together! He really does know what is best for the both of us and at the right time to do things. We don't have a "normal" relationship to most people, even in the D/s community we don't exactly fit in. Not to say we didn't try to fit into the lifestyle of BDSM, but life works in mysterious ways and what you thought you wanted might not be what you actually end up with.


We met on craigslist when he posted an ad with a story on where his curiosity for BDSM started from. He had posted in the casuals section so I responded thinking I could just have fun since this was only a few weeks after I left ''Master'' permanently. I responded to quite a few ads actually, but I wasn't looking for anything serious like before. I decided I needed to just enjoy being young and still have fun with the BDSM sex life that I knew I loved. I ended up meeting with 2 guys before I finally met with him for the first time. It wasn't because we didn't connect right away, but he actually didn't live in Nevada. He was in the process of moving here when he posted the ad. I guess he wanted to feel less lonely moving to a new place with only his business partner. I came to his house only 3 days after he had moved in, his business partner was their along with some of his partner's family. I didn't know what to expect when I met him, I mean we talked about everything! I thought we were going to have hot kinky sex like the other guys just wanted to do, but he was different. That day, he was actually mad at me for not responding to his text. We already had an agreement that I called him Sir and I were to text him before I went to bed and when I woke up every day. He was also upset with how I responded to him after I forgot to text him. So, we were excited to meet, but we also had some talking to do as well.


When I pulled up to the house, he came out and opened the car door. We just looked at each other for a moment, I mean pictures always look different than the real thing. He let me know that everyone in the house was going to leave soon to explore the city so it wasn't going to be awkward. Of course it was a little strange, I could hear everyone snickering in the background since he already had some strange girl over, but I didn't care if he didn't. I followed him back to his room where he shut the door and let his dog say hi to me so he would calm down. He asked me if I wanted anything to drink and I said yes, a soda would be fine. I didn't know what to do, but I was trying to be as respectful as possible since I was already in trouble. I had to write down on a piece of paper "I will check in with Sir when I wake up, throughout the day and before bed" multiple times and bring it to our first meeting. I had it out and ready when he came back with my soda, which I kindly asked where I could put my soda down so as to not ruin his furniture. He had me place it on his night stand and then he looked over the list to see that I wrote it as many times as he told me to. We then sat down on his bed and talked about a few things, I mentioned that I was seeing a few other guys at the moment. He already knew it and asked that if he wanted me to, would I stop seeing those guys. I told him that I wasn't looking for anything serious, but I couldn't say right then if I could answer his question. We talked a little about what I had done with the other guys and if he had met any other girls since he posted his ad. To which he responded that I was the only one he had met and that once he started talking to me that he took the ad down. I was a little shocked, but it was nice that he was wanting to just concentrate on our relationship to see if it had a chance. Of course, this happy conversation didn't last for too long since I was in some trouble with him.


We heard everyone leave and then he got right to the point of asking if I had any training with being submissive. I hadn't really had any training, I told him that the last guy wasn't the best example of a Dom. He then told me to sit on my the floor with my legs under me, my back straight and my hands face up on my thighs. I was then supposed to look down and not move until he told me so. He got up, left to get a soda for himself, then sat down and turned on the tv. It was actually really hard not to look up with the tv on, but I didn't want to disappoint him. Not more than 15 minutes later, he turned off the tv, pulled my top down and placed my hair a certain way. This time when he left, he as gone for longer. I am not sure what he was doing, but I did move a little while he was away. As soon as he got back he noticed that my hair was different. He said that he understood if I moved my head a little and I said something and then giggled. He then slapped my face saying that I was not told to speak and that it was not a laughing matter. I shut up right away and looked down, I almost felt like crying but it wasn't because I was scared of him. It was that I didn't know what to do. He then asked me if I was comfortable in this position, to which I then replied that my feet were going numb. He was nice enough to let me change positions to on my hands and knees, again with my head facing down. He got back up on the bed and turned on the tv while I sat there for a few more minutes. He saw me swaying a little and said that I was not to move. He got down and said that this is supposed to be a little uncomfortable, but I was to do as I was told. I stayed in that position a little longer and then he asked me if I wanted him to train me. I said yes and then he asked me if I wanted anything since I was being a good girl. I told him I wanted to be spanked since that was supposed to be part of my punishment. He was not happy with that answer.


According to him, I wasn't supposed to ask for anything and that he didn't know if I was really a submissive. I told him that I really was and I was sorry, he agreed that I still needed to get my spanking since he wanted to follow through with what he said. I lied down on the floor and he got a little irritated since he was trying to find a place to mark me up that wasn't already bruised. He got up, got the hair brush and told me to spread my legs. I had 8 strokes coming to me, and he started right away. I didn't say anything and again, he got upset that I wasn't thanking him. I started counting this time and saying thank you sir after each one. He didn't really follow the counting since he was trying to make sure he got a good enough hit each time, if not then he would do it again and say it didn't count. When he was finished he had me get up on my knees and start to please him, but he didn't let me finish. Which to me, was very strange, but he didn't want me to have the satisfaction. He knew that doing that would be my punishment and he had so much self control that he was able to do that knowing that I needed to be punished more. That is honestly one of the main reasons that I kept seeing him. He already seemed like the perfect Dom for me. He knew what I liked, what I didn't like, what got my attention and how to help me. He wasn't being selfish in any way, but he did what was best for both of us. It is no surprise that only a week later he asked me to stop seeing the other guys and I said yes. I couldn't help it, I was falling for him.


Things moved so fast with us, but at the time it felt so right. I never expected to get serious, move in and work together! I don't even think a month had passed since we met that I was already living in his room, helping set up his shop and doing everything together. We tried to incorporate BDSM into our life when we could, but we couldn't act like that around other people. We didn't want others asking questions, so we would train in the room when we had time. It was mostly just me sitting on the floor in a certain position for as long as he told me to. I was to think about things like, not asking questions when he tells me to do something or even thinking about what it means to be submissive. We did this for awhile, but we got so busy that we didn't have much time to do any training at all. We were always around other people and helping start up his business or I was at school. At some point, it just stopped and we became a "regular" couple. Minus the fact that I would wear a chain around my neck with a lock to symbolize that he owned me. I loved having that around my neck, it reminded me that he really did choose me. After awhile I would complain that we weren't doing anything BDSM, not even in our sex life. He would incorporate it a little, but nothing major like I expected. We were just so busy with our day to day lives that we kind of forgot about why we got together. I think in my head I was expecting this big ordeal on how my training would go. I was picturing ropes, chains and toys that I couldn't even imagine in our sex life and for my training. He made me realize that even though we weren't setting aside time to train, that he was still being my Dom. He was my mentor, he told me what to do when I needed to make decisions, he helped me sort out my stressors, he got me to be a better person and he just made my life better overall. He managed to help me without me even noticing that I was changing into a better person.


We may not be some crazy D/s couple with a dungeon, but we aren't normal either. We are a mix of everything that suits us just right. I said before that life doesn't always turn out the way you thought it would and I can honestly say that its true. I never pictured when I went on line that I would find the man I am marrying from a simple casual encounters ad. I always hated when people would tell me that love will find you when you least expect it, but they are damn-it, they were right! I didn't find someone who fit into some neat little category of a Dom and I sure as hell am not some person's idea of a submissive, but thats what I love about our relationship. It defies all boundaries, we aren't boxed in to anything and we don't care what people think about us. We are comfortable being ourselves with each other, we don't have to hide anything and we don't get sick of each other. We work with each other and can still come home happy to see each other and just talk for hours. I know that we love each other because we don't have to be doing anything at all to be happy. That is something that I never expected to find and I am the luckiest person in the world to be marrying him.

Dani