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When I went to New York for my First visit, I knew I was in for an exciting time. I come a small town in Texas and had barley visited any place except for the occasional party or to go to a club. Mainly I stayed at home with my two horses and my dogs.
I had dreamed of going to a big city and leaving the great state of Texas to broaden my horizons. So when I received a trip to the Big Apple for a present form my daddy. I was thrilled. He looked a little tense about me leaving. When I gushed and told him how happy I was, daddy just looked proud.
Never leaving Texas before I was pretty tired and the flight hadn’t been easy. I felt the need for a drink of Jack and coke so I wondered out of my hotel to a near by bar. I was drinking my drink, a double. Then a dark stranger walked in. In Texas we know no strangers so I offered him the seat next to me. He smiled coyly at me and introduced himself as PD. I replied “I’m Darlynn” and continued to tell him my life story. After my story was complete, and I went back down to my drink I saw it was empty. PD promptly got up to get me another.
While I drank my drink PD asked me if I had ever heard of BDSM. I asked him what that meant. He told me the meaning and continued to explain about it. I felt strange about this topic. I was somehow very aroused by the idea of being tied up and having a man take me like that. I asked him how one got into this life style, he told me he was glad I asked. He said, “I’ll show you a New World.” With that he handed me a card put money on the table and left.
I looked at the address on the card and realized it was this street. I got up and ran after him. “Wait, PD! Wait up!” I don’t know why I chased him, but I felt like I needed something in my sheltered world to change. He kept walking and I followed him. I followed him into a big industrial type building, quickly going up several flights of stairs about 20 steps behind him. When I came to his loft, I pushed the door and it opened. The room was empty except a stool. Plenty of gadgets hung from the ceiling. Realizing the camera was on made me modest. I pulled at my short skirt and top and wondered why I hadn’t traveled in jeans. He laughed at my modesty. He locked the door and came over with a rope.
