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After booting up the Internet and logging on to Messenger, Elaine was notified of two new messages in her email box. She knew one was from herself. Sheâd emailed a whole host of links sheâd unearthed after Googling the names âGloria Brameâ and âJay Wisemanâ on the libraryâs computer earlier in the day. They were the authors that had set Gary on his path. Between classes sheâd had a bit of spare time and the library seemed to be the logical and safest place to go. At the time she hadnât been so sure whether it had been better to be ogled by the geeks or by the general population of the college. Sheâd plumped for the geeks. At least theyâd been quiet about it. Thank God for libraries.  In any case, some of the quotes and extracts sheâd read from the two respected authors had stuck in her mind, and during the ensuing hours, Elaine had decided that rather than following the links, sheâd take the plunge and buy the books that appeared to be the most recommended. So she deleted the email. The other email was from Gary and she held her breath as she opened it.  Greetings Elaine,  Forgive me but Iâm having dinner with my mother tonight. Sheâs out from California and is going home on Sunday. I told her I was meeting someone online at 9.30 P.M. but if itâs okay with you, Iâll make it 10.00 P.M. so she thinks I put off my âdateâ for her. Sheâll love me for it. She thinks Iâm crazy as it is, meeting with someone online.  Also, I spoke with Nica. She wonât think you are a nut now. ð  Gary  Elaine swallowed as she clicked the reply button and sent a âthank you for letting me know, Sirâ email. With over an hour of free time that she wasnât expecting, she was determined to use it well and not think about Nica. Opening her Amazon.com account, she ran a simple search on the authors for whom she was looking.  After purchasing SM101 â A Realistic Introduction, she couldnât help but throw in Tricks to Please a Man, both by Jay Wiseman. To these publications she added the legendary Different Loving – A Complete Exploration of the World of Sexual Dominance and Submission, by William and Gloria Brame, then practically busted her monthly book allowance by also buying Come Hither â A Commonsense Guide to Kinky Sex, by Gloria Brame alone.  I hope theyâre delivered in plain paper , Elaine thought, smiling to herself.  It wasnât until she was trying to figure out when the books would be delivered that she realised sheâd probably have to hide them. She could keep them in her closet with her toys, she supposed.  No, dammit. Iâll put them with my other books. Iâm not ashamed. I WONâT be ashamed.  Her diary, sitting quietly beside her computer where sheâd left it, distracted her. Inside it was Nicaâs number. She hadnât thought about it much at all, but knowing Gary had done the prelim work with Nica was strange. There was a woman out there who would be able to tell Elaine that Gary was really who he said he was, and she was waiting for her call. Elaine knew that Simone, âacquiescentâ, had said as much in the chat room, but talking on the phone to someone who actually knew Gary was a bizarre prospect.  Without thinking, she picked up her bag from beside her desk and went through it, finding her mobile.  Iâll put her number in, just in case I decide to call.  Elaine could feel herself blushing while she did it. It was there now. Just a few buttons away. For a moment her phone fascinated her and she stared.  Sheâs so close. She could tell me I was okay. She could tell me I was not just okay, but that I was on the right track. I could find out. I promised myself Iâd check. How far do I want to go before I check? Itâs not something he can fake is it? A female voice? I have to call her…  She pressed the buttons and held the phone to her ear. It started ringing.  I canât believe Iâm doing this…  âHello? This is Nica.â  âUm, hi. This is Elaine speaking, a friend of Garyâs. Iâm sorry to bother you at this hour but-â  âElaine! Hello! I was not expecting your call for a few weeks yet!â  She had an accent. Puerto Rican? Elaine had no idea. âHello, Nica. Iâm pleased to meet you, over the phone at least.â  âThis is a very nice surprise. I did not know you would call so soon, baby!â  âIâm sorry.â  âAh, Ãmraniye Escort donât you worry. I feel like a big fat mother hen. If you were here in front of me, I would hug you!â  Elaine giggled. She wondered what Nica was like… Sheâd assumed she was a subbie like her, but maybe she was wrong. âThank you. Iâm so nervous.â  âAh, Elaine. Câmon. Iâd say thatâs normal. Now, what would you like to know?â  Elaineâs mind went momentarily blank. I should have thought this over! âUm, how long have you known Gary?â she asked, it being the only question that came to her.  âAntonio and I know Gary maybe five years now. Heâs a good man. Heâs wasting away.â  Elaine bit her lip. âCan you explain that?â she asked, a little worried.  âI just mean heâs so shy! I ask him, come to the Ren Fest. No heâs busy. I say, come to the city with us. Oh, no. What about this and that, no heâs busy. I donât know. He needs to open up again. Not be afraid of being hurt.â  âI wonât hurt him. Iâm worried about me, not him.â  âI know this, sweetie. I hear it in your voice.â  Elaine smiled again. Her cheeks were starting to hurt. âHeâs a good man?â  âOh yes. Fine man. He will treat you well. You will be safe with him. I must tell you something even Gary does not know.â  âYes?â  âWhen Leah leave… you know Leah?â  âYes.â  âWhen she leave, she say to me, she say, âNica, you tell him, is not his fault.â I never get the chance to say to him this.â  âWhy not?â  âAh, this and that. We not go to the last couple of parties. Before that, Gary not come.â  âSo you havenât seen him in a while?â  âOh, no. We see him last week. We buy a horse. Gary is getting a good, how you say… reputation for horses. He will do well. We stay for dinner. He can cook too.â Nica laughed heartily.  Elaine sighed with relief. âSo he knows what he is doing?â  âOh, yes. I have seen him work. He is very good.â  Elaineâs stock of off-the-cuff questions was exhausted and she didnât know what else to say. âThank you, Nica,â was all that occurred to her.  âYou welcome, baby. Nica is very impressed. Is that all?â  âI canât think of anything else to ask. I should have thought about it first but I just rang.â  âNica is glad you did. You can trust Nica to tell the truth. I promise this, Gary is a good Master, and if you can make him yours, you will not be sorry.â  A tear fell down Elaineâs cheek. âThank you, Nica. Thank you so much. Maybe Iâll meet you one day and we can laugh about this.â  âMaybe one day. Antonio needs me, I gotta go, okay?â  âYes, thanks again.â  âYou welcome. Bye-bye, baby.â  âBye, Nica.â  Well , thought Elaine, still staring at her cell after disconnecting the call. That certainly wasnât Gary putting on an accent!  Wow.  Glancing at the computer, Elaine was pleased to see that Gary hadnât messaged her while she was on the phone. Checking the time, she saw it was nine thirty-eight P.M. She had to keep an eye on it in case he arrived early.  She was so anxious to play she decided to get her toys out so sheâd be ready. Sitting beside them on the bed, she checked them out again to make sure they were clean and the batteries in the vibrator worked. They did, but they were a little weak. She decided to run down the old ones then change them. She grinned. It felt awesome when she put new batteries in. It was like, whoa! Lots of fun.  Licking her lips subconsciously, she remembered Garyâs words. âNo playing until after weâve talkedâ. That was the agreement. It wasnât an order. It was more like a promise. And there was never a question of Elaine breaking the promise. No matter how casually the gauntlet had been thrown down, she knew it was a gauntlet all the same. It was true that sheâd only had a couple of opportunities, but she was glad sheâd been able to resist. She was also glad it wasnât later in her cycle. That would have been hell.  At a mental dead-end, and with nothing left to do while waiting for Gary to arrive, Elaineâs mind wandered as she sat on the edge of her bed.  What would it be like to be naked in front of someone, especially if they were fully clothed?  Kendra knew.  Maybe Chelsea was right. Maybe Kendra DID want to know what it was like. Ãmraniye Escort Bayan Or at least she wanted to âknow if she could do itâ. Elaine couldnât have done it. Not before a crowd. Not even in her dreams had she been naked in front of a whole crowd of people.  But what about in front of Gary?  Goose bumps rose on Elaineâs arms and legs as the fine hairs stood to attention. There was something about being naked in front of someone clothed… something erotic… so vulnerable and exposed. The difference between what she saw in her mind and what Kendra had done was fairly plain.  Intimacy.  Taking another look at the computer, Elaine soon found herself staring as she took hold of her t-shirt and drew it up her body and over her head. Almost mechanically she stood by her bed and undid the buttons on her skirt, letting it fall to the floor.  I want to be naked in front of him. For me, Elaine thought to herself. I wonât mention it but I wonât lie.  A tremble ran over her skin, electrifying enough to make her close her eyes and mentally hold on. When she opened them, she was looking down at her toys. The idea of using them, even just attaching the clamps, crossed her mind. She wanted to feel the butt plug again too, and the dildo pumping in her cunt and the vibe on her clit, and…  Fuck! she said when she glanced at the computer again, her heart leaping at the message that had popped up on the screen. Dashing over to her desk, she sat down and pulled her towel-covered chair under her ass, hardly believing she was completely naked.  If only he knew!  The message read, âHello Elaine.â  âGreetings, Sir,â she typed. âIâm sorry if you were waiting. I was in a dream world.â  âThatâs okay. It was only a moment. How was school?â  âIt was all right. Um, I have a confession to make. Well not really a confession…â  âIâm listening.â  Elaine proceeded to tell Gary all about the bet she and her roommates had wagered, how it had turned out, and she even shared Chelseaâs theory about Kendraâs exhibitionism. Sheâd insisted it was just a theory. And she hadnât used names. And sheâd told him âin the strictest confidenceâ. He listened quietly as she told him about the crowd of people who watched and how amazed sheâd been.  Elaine suddenly realised sheâd been talking about it for ten minutes. âUgh, listen to me. Iâm a motor mouth.â  âI like listening to you.â  She bit her lip and typed, âThank you, Sir.â  âDid the bet interfere with your schoolwork?â  âUm, yeah. A bit.â  âThen it probably wasnât a good idea.â  âNo. It was a really stupid idea and I canât believe I decided to be in it. I donât know what I would have done if Iâd lost.â  âYouâd have run the stairs.â  âProbably.â  âIâm sure of it.â  Elaine stared at his words. âIâm glad I didnât lose.â  âMe too,â Gary typed. Elaine was a little lost for words, thinking about what heâd just said. As usual, Gary seemed to read her mind. âTalking hypothetically again, if we had agreed that you would participate in the bet, and you lost, then youâd definitely have been doing the stairs.â  Elaine swallowed. Had she made a big mistake? Did he think less of her for doing such a silly thing? âYes, Sir,â she typed, her hands trembling. âWould we have agreed to my taking part?â  âI donât know. We would have discussed it before I let you decide. I think I would have pointed out that your schoolwork might suffer. Apart from that, Iâd say it was an educational experience. Though I think you could have made the same discoveries without making a wager with your roommates.â  âYou mean going without panties…â  âYes. You learned you could do it, didnât you?â  Elaineâs body was tingling all over. All this talk was turning her on fiercely. âYes. I learned I could go without panties. I learned it was incredibly distracting too.â  âWhich is what I would have pointed out.â  âBecause you want me to do well in school?â  âI want you to be who you want to be. I want you to succeed in anything you choose to do.â  Elaine smiled. Gary was typing again so she sat quietly.  âNica called me a few minutes ago.â  Elaine swallowed. âThat was fast.â  âShe promised sheâd call if you did.â  Elaine Escort Ãmraniye was unsure how to proceed. âSheâs wonderful. How old is she?â  âLate thirties I think. A gentleman doesnât ask,â he typed, then winked.  A stony silence settled between them. Elaine wasnât sure if Gary was waiting for her or not, so she typed, âI donât know what to say.â  âWell, you could say I passed. Unless I flunked.â  âOh, God. Sorry. No. I mean, yes. You passed, Sir.â  âChuckles. Thanks for telling me. I was considering strangling Nica for a moment there.â  âOh, please donât!â Elaine sent a huge grin.  âI wonât. She said you sounded lovely.â  âPlease thank her for me.â  âI will.â  A more comfortable silence developed and Elaine could hear herself breathing. Her fingers started typing like they were remotely controlled. She had no idea where they were taking her. Later she thought it was fate… âI feel safer now. Knowing someone who respects you is a great comfort. Having my doubts removed is a feeling Iâm not sure Iâm comfortable with, but itâs a big relief all the same.â  âIâm glad.â  âMe too.â  âI bet you are. So now that you are satisfied, what changes?â  âUm, it opens the door.â  âTo what?â  âTo a meeting.â  âThatâs right.â  Elaine hesitated. âIâm scared.â  âOf what?â  âI donât know.â  âThink about it.â  Elaine did.  Probably her biggest fear was losing control. Not just control over herself, but control over her life. What would be expected of her? Would it be like a detention centre where there were homework demands and grade expectations and lights out times? Would he tell her what to wear or how to act? How much would she have to change and how much would she have to learn? Would she be punished if she failed?  Would she be âcoachedâ to please him, both in public and in private? She wasnât sure if she could do it… was she trainable? Did she want to be trained? Would he take his time and help her explore her abilities and limits?  She didnât even know what he expected of her.  What would he do? Would it be hard?  Then there was another thing. Something just as important. She was afraid of herself… afraid of her potential reactions. What if she hated D/s or didnât like Gary? Could she back out quietly and safely? What if she wasnât good at something or couldnât do something that was asked of her? Would he be forgiving?  Elaineâs mind was swirling.  What if he makes fun of me? What if I canât control myself and I leave myself open to… to… anything? What if I make a fool of myself? God, she thought. What if I love it?  âIâm afraid of exposing all I am to someone,â she typed, gritting her teeth and fighting to keep her knees apart. The embers of passion were burning brightly within her, stoked by a soft breeze, as if on the verge of ignition.  âThe first time is the hardest. I remember being so nervous. I think being potentially Dominant and relatively gregarious went in my favour. But you wonât be meeting a group of people. At first it will only be me.â  âIâm still scared.â  âI know. Iâll take your lead on this.â  âYou donât know how much I appreciate you saying that.â  âSure I do. But I want you to remember, itâs just a meeting that you are contemplating. One hour. Somewhere public. I expect you to have a âcall backâ too.â  âWhatâs a âcall backâ?â  âSomeone who calls during our meeting to check on you. Make up a code. For example, letâs use your mother. Whatâs her name?â  âAngelina,â said Elaine.  âThen for example, when she rings to check up on you, if you call her Angelina, then everything is fine. However, if you call her âAngieâ, then, âSomething is wrong! Come and get me the hell out of here!ââ  âThatâs a good idea.â  âItâs not original.â  âThank you anyway.â  âWelcome. The good thing is, you donât have to admit to your âcall backâ that our meeting is âpart of the lifestyleâ. Having someone checking up on you is simply a good idea when meeting online friends.â  âI understand. Itâs still âcrossing overâ though…â  âYeah, I know. I guess what Iâm saying is, donât let your imagination confuse the issue. Itâs just a meeting. One hour. Somewhere safe. There is nothing to fear.â  âIâm hearing your words, Sir. Maybe I just need to sleep on it…â  âNods softly. Calling Nica was very brave. Iâm proud of you.â  Elaineâs chest swelled. She sat up straighter. âUm, Iâve also been er, good.â  âYou havenât played?â  âNo, Sir.â  âThen I am proud of you for what you have achieved this week.
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