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Over the past month we had conversed about my limitations and his desires. But we both had certain limitations and desires. Neither of us was into 'scat'. I didn't want any other women present if he decided on having guests and there was no way I was going to be photographed or do anything in public. One of his desires was to have me hang from my arms, bound, gagged and blindfolded. Something I had never considered. But an escapade such as this would obviously find areas of agreement and others of exploration so I had agreed. In fact there was much we hadn't discussed about what would happen since this was a journey and not a rulebook. Suffice it to say he was the Dom,

The steps to baggage claim were just ahead. I only had brought a plain black with wheels 'carry-on'. Looking around I hadn't seen anyone with the old luggage with handles. Whatever happened to that stuff? Where did it go?

I was so nervous walking down those steps I watched my feet thinking what if I were wearing heels. Don knew I hadn't done dress up except for when I was much younger. Would he expect me to wear heels? Nor had I ever applied makeup except for lipstick once. What would he expect me to do? He was aware I had never tried to walk in heels and that my legs weren't shaved though they weren't very hairy either. None of that had mattered to Don. It's part of why I was willing to come.

During the past month we had talked about these moments and those to come. If we got to the part of my walking in dressed in whatever he wanted me to wear he would become "Sir" and I'd be "Slut" or any other name he chose.

It was late Friday afternoon and my return ticket was for 1pm Sunday. So the next 48 hours would be interesting whether we went all the way or even if I just went home. The escalator ended and I pulled my bag behind me as I walked to baggage claim and waited at the spot Don had picked out.

What was I doing here? This fluttered through my mind as I trembled inside with the fear of an early British explorer mapping the African jungles hearing unheard sounds from undiscovered animals. And then I heard the word Don had said he would use to identify himself.