He slides the panties on and tries to tuck in his cock. The slave strips off his clothes and his erect cock, betrays his nervousness. He opens it up and pulls out the babydoll with matching sheer panties. The slave picks up his bag and walks into the bathroom. He sends the slave off to the bathroom to get changed. Finally Master hinted that it was time to start. They spent a few minutes making small talk. They shook hands and the sub sat down in the chair. The sub put down the bag containing the items his Master requested and the Master closed the door and locked it. If it got any faster it might blow his heart out of his chest. His dick hardened a little as he felt his heart beat increase more. He looked normal, wearing khaki pants, shirt and shoes. The door slid open and his Master was standing there. Finally with what felt like sweat pouring down his face he knocked. What would his buddies say if they ever found out he was doing this. He was going to explore a new side of sex with what some people would call a stranger. He has exchanged emails, and chatted and even talked a couple of times on the phone but now it was the moment of truth. The sub stood at the door, butterflies in his stomach. It was not a planned series, it just morphed into it. Please note: This is unofficially the first story in a series of stories about Slave and his meetings with Master.
