Imagine Real

Here’s what we have wondered, since we’ve not been together yet…

How will she respond when I tell her to do something extreme in an ordinary context? How will I hold myself as her Master? Will I dare to give her those instructions?

We fantasize about meeting at the airport. I imagine her arrival exactly like I wrote in “Descent.” What follows that is her arrival at the gate, exiting the plane, and looking for me amongst the herd of other waiting friends and family. Finding me, she falls to her knees. But when? Will there be space for her to do this? Will she potentially be trampled? These are things I consider. But after I’ve moved with her to an open area, yet still within the public meeting area, I don’t need to worry about trampling or crowding. Instead, I wonder what might be going on in my own head. I might just smother her in hugs and kisses like all the nillas always do. Will I be able to feel my mastery in person during our first moments together, and subsequently act upon those feelings?

It will be a moment when I expect the transfer of authority to take place. I will expect it right there in the airport. Any hesitation might create doubt. It wouldn’t be difficult for her to kneel. She will be thinking “why not kneel, why not here and now?” I think the conflict for her will be to avoid falling to her knees the moment she gets close to me. I will need to make it clear that my intention is to stand and enjoy holding her and hugging her for I have no idea how long. Then there will be kissing, shortly followed by fondling. I suppose there’s a danger of displaying inappropriate behavior in public. But I will be in a bubble right then, unconcerned of our surroundings. I think when I touch her for the first time, she will melt into a kneeling, worshiping, submissive human heap with her face to the floor clutching my ankles in a tight grip.

I wonder if I will be comfortable enough to have her follow me into the men’s room for our first blowjob: The first challenge of obedience. But will I be ready? Or will I just chase out of the airport to the car before she finally tastes my cock? My intention is to do something memorable and wonderful within the first moments of our meeting. I think that dragging her into the bathroom for a bj is extremely hot, and it might be a necessary experience for both of us, consummating our positions as Master and slave.

This is about as far as I get. My imagination remains vivid up to this point. After that, I am basically open to anything. When do I tell her to disrobe in a grocery store? When do I tell her to blow my best friend? I don’t know! These are possible scenarios along the way, now that we’re together. Possible, yes. Likely? Unknown. For now we enjoy fantasies of extreme activities in ordinary surroundings. They are fantasies.

But they are not “just” fantasies. We have enjoyed, in our long distance relationship, communicating what we dare to imagine, with the idea of these fantasies becoming real. In seven weeks, our fantasies for the first time will become dreams to achieve, rather than fodder for masturbation.

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/// (c) Master Zoomer 2010
/// “Imagine Real”
/// May 7, 2010
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2 Responses to “Imagine Real”

  1. sexy pet says:

    My Master and I are long distance also and I myself have wondered these very things. How will I react when I see Him for the first time. Will I just want to hold, hug and kiss Him? Or will I have an overwhelming desire to drop to my knees?

    I’m not sure myself how I will behave. I might just take my cues from Him. See how He reacts to me, whether He wants to hold, hug, and kiss me or I get “that” look that tells me that He wants me on my knees at His feet.

    I guess that it really doesn’t matter how our first interaction is because, we know what we are to each other in our hearts.

  2. macha says:

    You write about what is going on in your head very well. It makes it possible to see all the different fantasies and bits and pieces that will some time meld into a real meeting.

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