Chapter 2

After her much-needed talk with her parents, Anita withdrew herself into her bedroom to see if she had received any notifications while she was gone. 30 min from the time she left to the time she came back was all it took to make her relax her mind and leave her fate to the universe. She lifted her computer into her arms, only noticing that she received one notification, and it was from the guy who had no public pictures available.

[Hey beautiful] he replied, seeing his response to her initial DM brought a smile to her face as it had been quite a while since she had been called beautiful.

Instantly Anita sat on her bed with her laptop resting on her plump thighs as she responded. [ Hi, my name is Anita; I am 33, single, and slightly disabled…. But other than that I'm pretty much normal lol, or normal as one can be for someone interested in BDSM lol….. I'm sorry I'm just making a very bad first impression….. How has your day been, and thank you for the compliment ], she knew that by allowing her impulsive written thoughts to be sent as written he might think that she was out there but, she didn't want to hide her scatterbrained personality and act like she was perfect when she knew she was not so she pressed the enter button. Anita's real personality might freak out people in general but she didn't want to keep hidden that she was quite quirky anymore plus her mother always quoted a quote that stuck with her throughout her whole life “There is no great genius without a mixture of madness, and there's a fine line between genius and insanity”, she wanted to be truthful and upfront to find a man who liked her despite her weirdness.

He wrote back [ Slightly disabled? Also, my day has been interesting but I don't believe my first impression of you has been unsatisfactory Anita, have more confidence in yourself because you are a very eye-catching woman]

Anita responded quickly because she wanted to show her “unfavorable” eccentric personality traits first and make sure that he wasn't appalled by her awkwardness. After all, there was no way in hell she was going to bury her personality to please someone as she did in her last relationship. Being with her ex made her feel like her soul was being pulled out and trampled she was unable to be something other than perfect life a robot, you would think with her personality she would drop him like a hot potato but she stayed because he didn't ask for much other than money which she had plenty of, and sex here and there, the only good thing about him is that he was such a lazy SOB that he didn't have the energy to cheat. At this point, she still hasn't received access to his photos yet, but if he doesn't run away from her, then she will ask to see his private pictures again. [ It's a long story, but basically, I experienced a hit-and-run accident, and as you can guess, I was the one who got hit. The accident caused issues to both of my knees but mostly on my left side and back. But don't get me wrong I can still walk but not for long distances, and I can stand but also not for long. If you are interested in getting to know me you must understand that I am not perfect. Personality-wise, I swear I may be a bit bipolar, lol… thanks for telling me that I need to be more confident in myself, but I am usually highly assured of myself…. But putting myself out there and trying to find a relationship on a site like this is daunting, especially when you're the only man who has shown interest in me on this site so far, which has put a slight dent in my confidence level lol… ].

Sitting on pins and needles it took a while before she got a response back [It is not my place to judge, and I would never judge someone that I just met online, but I already read your profile and I like what I see, here is access to my pictures, also my name is Andrew I’m a Dom 24/7 but I swear if you are a good girl I won't bit].

Anita, even without seeing his pictures, still moved her body in joy knowing that someone, after years of feeling undesirable, found her attractive [ yes, thank you for the access to your private pictures, Andrew, and… I don't mind if you nibble on me a bit lol].

After her last message, Anita heard a notification sound; clicking on her message box, she saw an accept access button, which she clicked, which instantly took her to Andrew's picture folder. What greeted her eyes was a handsome 30ish-looking white male. Don't get Anita wrong, she was all down with the swirl, but she had never been with a white man before, so she hesitates before scrolling down to his next pictures. These pictures showed Andrew's muscular shirtless body wearing tight leather pants in different poses; his skin contrasted nicely with the black leather, making Anita wonder what her skin would look like against his and also wondering who was behind the camera. Anita wasn't aware that Andrew's subordinates were the ones who convinced their boss to take the photo and create a profile on this website on a dare. They wanted an heir to the throne, and the only way to do that was by getting their boss laid.

[Do you like what you see Anita?] he wrote to her.

[Yes I do, you are quite handsome] she responded.

[Anita, I would like to meet you in person. Do you have any free time sometime this week?].

Anita hesitated. It was one thing to talk to someone online, but meeting up with a total stranger freaked her out a bit. She wanted a change in her life, and maybe Andrew would become that positive change in her life or at least bring some excitement to her colorless world.

[Yes I am free, do you work, if so we can meet on your day off?] she wrote slyly trying to confirm if he had a job because she didn't want to waste her time on a broke man anymore, that thought didn't make her a gold digger it was just practical, why would she want to be with someone who looks like they were in their 30s who still didn't have their shit together at that age. Compared to her she had an excuse for why she couldn't work and unlike others, she knew how to save so she still had a nice size savings in her account from all the years she worked as a surgeon, so even if she wasn't receiving disability it wouldn't change her life much as long as she could watch her spending she could live quite comfortably for a couple of years before she decides on another career path.

[I am off on the following Sunday, do you have an opening in your schedule that day].

[Yes, I do; just give me an address, and I'll be there].

[do you like Indian?] he questioned.

[I absolutely love Indian].

[I know an Indian restaurant in Atlanta, about a block away from my house].

[oh you're talking about the one on Heath Avenue?] she said, catching the key fact that he lived in a house.

[Yes that one, we can meet there Sunday night at 6 for dinner. How does that sound to you?].

[It sounds perfect, I will meet you there].

Andrew and Anita went back and forth in their conversation, getting to know more about how the other lived, what attracted them to BDSM, and how the other one saw their role in a relationship.

[Andrew, how do you see yourself as a Dom, like what sort of Dom are you, I mean?] she wrote, hoping he wasn't a sadist Dom or she would have to block him immediately because she did not play that way.

[I consider myself basically like a nurturing teacher or a guide. I believe in challenging my submissive to be more open with themselves in the bedroom, and I also challenge/teach them to make better choices in life, so you can see me as an authoritarian Dominate. What sort of submissive do you see yourself as?].

Anita liked what she was reading; even if she believed she would like some pain in the bedroom, it didn't mean she was a masochist who was into humiliation and sadist play.

[I honestly don't know what sort of submissive I am but I do know what I am looking for...].

[What are you looking for Anita].

[Well, my definition of a Dom is someone who will give care to my emotional well-being, someone who could guide me in the bedroom and real life. To be fair, other than allowing someone to control my actions in the bedroom, I am kind of iffy allowing them to control me in an everyday situation but I don't mind being guided by a Dom that I trust].

[Anita I have much to teach you, in what makes a submissive a submissive, and what makes a Dom a Dom].