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Backgound; Some months ago I had started a dialogue online from a site with a man who referred to himself as Sir Rodney. It had piqued my interest as I had been curious about the dominant relationship since my divorce when I found out (five years ago) that my husband was a total slave to his "Mistress". He had often wanted me to be dominant in our 21 year marriage and although I tried, it wasn't me. But I remained curious. I had done research into the dominant lifestyle and came to understand the needs of a true submissive. And the why in the case of powerful men needing to be shed their every day demeanor of control and completely give it to another. Now, as a successful business owner in my own right with the constant daily demands for instant and long range decisions, I came to understand. And my curiosity only has grown. I fantasized about just shedding the executive woman persona and giving control to another. And no way would I solicit a paid "Mistress or Master". At my 50th birthday, I decided to reach out to that site. In the mirror nude, I saw a middle aged woman with shoulder length ash blonde hair, blue eyes, and with the help of daily workouts and twice weekly yoga, a body that belies my age, And so I reached out.

To begin; After a number of mails with the usual innuendos, "Master" (he immediately required me to use that title) began our webcam relationship. It started with his directing me what to wear when I went to my office with the webcam active. At first it was a simple red skirt with black stockings. I confess that it was exciting to know that as I carried on business as usual he was watching me attired as directed. And then, three weeks ago he demanded that I wear a short leather skirt, see through blouse sans bra and panties. I complied, but with the proviso it be after 5 o'clock when the staff went home. That worked well as he agreed. When the webcam was activated he called me. His deep masculine voice then directed me to simply stand and remove my leather skirt, which I did. He then ordered me to sit behind my desk, in view of the webcam, and while sitting touch myself underneath my desk. I did and found myself getting very wet. I listened to his voice, now on speaker, as he calmly described how I must learn to obey every command. I was then instructed by email to recite this; "Yes, Master. I will obey your every command. Yes, I just want to please you. Yes, I wish to obey. Please make me your whore" I couldn't believe the words from my mouth! His melodic deep voice was almost hypnotic! And I started to believe my words! Faster, I masturbated my pussy until shaking and crying out reached an amazing orgasm! With that he simply ordered me to put my hand in front of the camera covered in my juices, and then lick my fingers cleaned. WHICH I immediately did, slobbering over my own hand. "Very nice, you have potential" he said and with that the webcam went dark. That night when I got home I found myself masturbating three times and each time licking my fingers clean! I so wanted him watching. The next day, as I came to my senses, I delicately asked for a photo of him. "To know who I worship". He promptly send me a series of photos of a gorgeous man in the gym, playing with a large German Shephard and a full frontal nude photo. OMG, he was handsome and endowed with a perfectly proportioned large cock! But alas, he couldn't be over forty years and or even younger. I felt crushed at the age difference. I finally replied and asked if it was an issue. His immediate sharp answer was, "only if you make it one! And my whores MUST be at least fifty years old" What did that mean? I didn't care! I could only reply, "thank you Master".

Last week; Master ordered me to wear at work a very simple sun dress like I would wear to garden or drink a beer on the deck. Which I did. At around 2 O'clock he texted me to turn on the webcam. Ah, I thought he wanted to watch me working attired as directed. And as I turned on the webcam he called and I was again listening that calm, even and deep voice instructing me. Again, I was mesmerized. Following my directives I locked my office door and sat back at my desk. Would I cum again? But this time he just spoke into my headphones (ordered to purchase for his calls) and I did exactly as he commanded. pulling up my loose sundress, I put both of my tanned legs on my desk, and removing my panties, started to play with my pussy in front of the webcam. Following his voice I plunged my fingers into my dripping pussy and fucked myself hard with moment stops to lick my fingers as ordered, and then stroke my clitoris with my other hand. Before I was given permission to orgasm, he demanded that put two fingers into my ass which I immediately did and he harshly ORDERED me to cum! OMG and I did grunting and moaning. The webcam went dark and I was left alone with my wet chair and fingers which, although Master wasn't watching, I licked clean. I was learning to yearn for the taste of my own pussy! ???

Today; And so it is that I travel to meet Master. I would have expected to be ordered to wear something more alluring than my suit and white blouse, but it's his office domain. I'm to ask for his assistant, Cynthia when I arrive at 4 o'clock sharp. As I park, and go up the elevator I know I'm a few minutes late but will see what awaits. Visions of his body and cock consume my thoughts, but I must enter these plush offices and await my experience. Yes, I have fear, but also an excitement I can't describe. He sent me the words I must say when I enter his office, "Hello Master. I'm here to obey and please you" After that, I know not.

There will be "learning OBEY" chapter two tomorrow after this day.