The first victim

Nancy was a little bit nervous, not for her date but for what would come next. She wore a tight black dress and wore her dark hair down over her shoulders. Her heels pushed her toned ass up and out and the dress revealed her long tanned legs beneath its sheen. Her date was a man she had found on a dating app. He was slender but handsome, a hiker and runner. They had texted for the last week or so and she had found him somewhat boring and basic but that she felt this might fit her needs. He also took some of the bait she was putting out about some vanilla kink which was perfect. Not experienced, still learning but open to being placed into a compromising situation.

They met at a bar and grabbed a seat outside on the patio in the early evening glow. He was smaller than she had expected, he only stood about an inch taller than she did at 5’10 and he did not fill out much of a frame. He had kind and curious eyes and he stared at her the whole time as they talked.

“So what do you do for work?” He asked her after an extended greeting. Nancy hated this question because she did not work but didnt feel like disclosing that to just anyone.

“I’m a free lance graphic designer. I do a lot of work in tech but probably nothing you would know.” This answer gave her an opportunity to re-direct the conversation towards art and away from her and it almost always worked.

“Oh cool, I have a friend who does the same. What made you want to do that?” He had fallen for the diversion already.

“Oh i just love art and painting.” From here they talked about some of their favorite artists. She noticed that he was pretty confident and collected, more so than she expected. This threw her off a little bit since she had expected a meek virgin type that would be easy to manipulate in her fantasies. His self assurance was a frustration but she did like the idea of trying to break him of it.

“So, what are you into, ya know, in the bedroom?” She asked playfully. She had grown bored of the conversation and was hoping to get more information out of him that she could use later.

“Very forward” he said coyly, “I’m kind of an all-rounder. I like giving head.” He was so basic it was almost painful but he seemed genuine at least. “What about you?”

“I like to be in control.” She said flatly and honestly. She watched his reaction carefully. He seemed to be waiting for her to say more but she didnt elaborate.

“Cool, I can get into that. What sort of stuff do you like to control?”

“Everything.” She said again. She was risking overplaying her hand but she wanted to see if he would be scared off by this. If he was going to be her prototype he needed to be compliant and willing to learn with her. The goal would eventually be to have a system of control, a list of slaves that she could put through their torments, but she had no experience with this. She had to start small.

There was an awkward pause in the conversation, he didnt seem to know what to do with that information. Then to her delight, he said the perfect words.

“Yes Ma’am.” She could work with that.

“I’m ready to go home now, you may join me in the car.” She said as she used her phone to pay the bill. Her black car pulled up and she got in the backseat. The man sat there for a moment and then grabbed his wallet and phone and hopped into the backseat with her.

“I didnt even realize you called an uber.” He said nervously.

“I like to be efficient.” She placed her hand on his crotch and began to squeeze lightly, feeling for his manhood. She discovered it as it began to stiffen beneath her fingers. It seemed to be a reasonable size and she licked her lips. He barely moved and she began to fondle his pieces through his pants. He got hard quickly and she rubbed his now erect cock from above his jeans. He smiled and leaned in to kiss her. She placed her other hand on his lips and shoved him back against the seat. She wrapped her hand around his throat as she unzipped his jeans and deftly whipped his cock out into the open of the cab. He squealed and tried to cover himself but she grabbed him by the balls and squeezed harder this time, still lightly **** him.

“Ah-ah, you do as i say.” She said and he lowered his hands. She adjusted her grip to hold his shaft and began stroking slowly, still maintaining her grip at his throat.

“Let me make this clear to you. I don’t have casual sex. If you want me, i get you. All of you.”