The ultimate Anon Dom - M/f - Part 1 | 2016

As some of you who have come across me over the last year+ may know, I have a bit of a fetish for being Anon and for knowing things about people. My pen ultimate fantasies tend to revolve around my knowing everything about a person while they know little to nothing about me.

This starts off nerdy, but gets hot a bit later, stick with me.

I am also a nerd and enjoy playing a number online RPGs (gasp!) I tend to like stroy driven text ones. Message board type games, chat games, etc.

So on to the story. about two years ago I was playing on a message board game (oots) and running an adventure. I had the players battling an evil overlord type that I had largely based on a character from Kushiel's dart (hyper sexualized, hyper sadist, female domme).

One of my players claimed to be an RL female and recognized a few things about the big bad and guessed who I had based it on. One thing led to another and we are doing a very dirty side plot about her character being sexually tortured for information by the big bad evil.

This sort of thing went on for awhile. We did other stories back and forth, erotic pen pals. Over time I learned a bit about her (though I didn't trust a lot of it until later, it is the internet afterall). She sent me a few pics, just for reference at first. I learned a bit about her life and such.

I kept my personal details secret. I'd chat about generalities, still stories, but never revealed anything identifying about myself besides my age and general appearance. It started turning into a bit of an online bdsm relationship. I'd make requests of her for photos or what not and tell her what to do, give her rules and so forth.

It was never heavy, never a "relationship" always just two people who got off on the same thing.

I travel for work fairly extensively and as it happens I had a trip coming up to her area, which I mentioned in a conversation. It felt a bit creepy really. She suggested a meetup.

A bit of a disclaimer. This is one of the stupider things I have ever done and if you have read some of my other stories, you know I have done some very dumb things. The brain in my cock is not quite as big as the one in my head.

I'll be frank that I was torn about the meeting. A big part of what I was getting off on with her was how little she knew about me. The idea that she was doing things on camera for a man whose name she didn't know, whose picture she had never seen. Hell she only had my word that I was a man. But at the same time, and I think most people out there will understand, its hard to argue with sex.

She claimed to be 25 and by this point I had been giving specific requests for pictures and seen the same young woman doing everything I said to believe that there really was a woman involved. She was dirty blonde, hair just past her shoulders and just a bit plump. I love a curvy woman. Her breasts were just the right size for a slightly plump woman and she shaved. I had seen her nude, seen her sticking sex toys and house hold objects into all of her orifices and more.

The part of my brain that wanted sex won out over the part of my brain that liked things the way they were.

Around the time that this came to be we had finished writing a dirty story together about a dom and sub who meet at a masquerade ball. He fucked her and then tied her up and left her to be gang banged. I told her, as we discussed meeting each other, that it would be hot if we could enact something like that.

I think I knew what I was suggesting, was hoping she would take the bait, but its been awhile and I cant remember how sneaky I was being.

Either way she suggested it. It was stupid on both are parts, so dangerous for her, but I think that's why she suggested it.

On the day of our meeting, I drove my rental car (she wouldn't even get to see my real car!) to her place. A small apartment. I walked to her door and knocked a code. No clue what it was, something like 3, 2, 1. I stood away from the peephole. After a few moments I heard the door unlatch and open a crack. I waited another moment and heard her say "ready." Taking a quick look around I put a ski mask on and stepped in.

Walking into the door, half expecting to see 5 huge men ready to rob and rape me, I saw her, the girl from the pictures, kneeling naked on the floor with a blindfold on.

I closed the door and walked up to her, I said nothing until she started to fidget, I was honestly a bit nervous.

"Kneel so I can see you better," I said.

She did, shaking with nervousness, I think that shaking, that fear, got me rock hard more than seeing her nude. I reached down and caressed her flesh, her cheek, her neck, her breasts, her stomach.

I think my voice cracked, its so much harder to be a bad ass dom in texts and emails. "On your hands and knees, spread your legs, I want to see if you are as dirty of a slut as you have claimed."

She went forward, but kept her legs together, nerves, the desire to resist, who knows. I gave her ass a little slap, too nervous myself to hit her hard. She spread her legs. I teased the cheeks of her ass, the backs and insides of her thighs with one hand and then slid a finger against her. She was very wet, I slid a finger into her then two, then pulled one out and gave her a shocker. She moaned, I could hear in her voice that it was almost to much for her so I backed off.

"Don't move," I said, "I'm going to learn more about you." I walked around her apartment asking questions. "There is a picture of you with two girls, are they your sisters?" Things like that. She answered, calming down, getting into it, she started responding by saying master.

I was still nervous that she might flip out (I wouldn't have blamed her) so I led her into her bedroom, put her face down on the bed, tied her wrists and ankles (you should have seen how her pretty nude body tensed at that) and gave her a back rub.

Yeah, big mean ole dom I am, giving my sub expecting to play out a violent hard core fantasy a back rub. But it worked, relaxed her. I think it communicated "I'm hear to dom you, its going to be rough and hard, but I'm also a real guy who isn't a dick."

I climbed off the bed when my hands were aching and stripped. I had bought condoms earlier and got one. I got back onto the bed, undid her legs and lifted her into a hands-tied-kneeling position. I began to spank and bite her. Biting her back, spanking her ass, biting her thighs, generally just tormenting and getting myself ready. When I was hard enough, I put the condom on and started to fuck her. I could tell you that I made the heavens weep with my performance, but I was only adequate. Too excited, too horny. I finished before her, so I awkwardly got onto my back under her and finished her off with my fingers and tongue. I made her beg for permission though. She still didn't know my name, just hearing her begging an anon guy. A master whose face she hadn't seen to let her orgasm. It got me going again.

I moved untied and retied her onto her back, I tied her knees to the same place as her hands, with a bit more slack. I had made her tell me where her vibe was, a rabbit type, and her lube and I got them out. I slide the vibe into her and turned it on. It's little leg on her clit, Then I took her in ass, it was amazing how little lube I needed, but those of you who have experience with girls that love anal know what I mean. The angle was a bit awkward, every time I thrusted I pushed uncomfortably into the vibe, but that just pushed it harder into her and she came (asking permission first). I made her wait, I told her she was a slut. I made her specifically ask to cum like a dirty little slut while a cock was in her ass.

We took a shower later which was very awkward and not as sexy as I'd have liked because we tried to maintain the anon-aspect of the thing, trying to not get a ski-mask very wet isn't easy. Then I had her make me dinner and we chatted. Again very awkward because of the masks and not overly sexy.

End of part 1