Date or Meet Up ( Short Erotica Story)

 Once upon a time, there was a beautiful black fairy princess that was once under lock and key. Then one day her mind started racing and fingers started chasing vowels and syllables, lower cases and uppers! She finally snapped!! Before she could take it all back, she became finally free with the tap of the send button. Sent. With one word her life changed in an instant. 2 day became 3 and the more time apart she started to see things differently. “Sub space, sub space,” running through her head on replay. “Fuck”, she screams as the tears keep falling. Phone drier than a mutha fucker. Feeling like a sucker, she gets on Facebook just to kill time and see if she can find some new friends. “Swipe, swipe, x, ooo he real cute”, she’d say as picture after picture appear on her phone. “Let me see my matches”, she says as she silently wipe he tears. “Primal Dom”, she says out loud as she continue to view his pictures on his profile. “sub space”, she says out loud again. Pictures of stacks of candles, a variety of paddles, canes, whips and chains. Mind feeling overwhelmed just by looking at the pictures, her fingers instantly moved to the match button. All of a sudden it was done. “That was easy”, she thought. Never really knowing what she was getting herself into. Two messages became 10 then the question that she dreaded was asked, “what are you on here looking for”? She did a double look into here phone, wondering what did she really want? What was she really looking for? Well, she knew she wanted to be happy, taking out on dates. She’s a princess, a fairy one at that and she knew she wanted more attention than she used to get. Even a relationship is something she knows she wanted and was going to get. Five minutes went pass, before she even responded. Replying “I want new friends, maybe a relationship if things mesh well”, she replies. Stomach in knots, this was something new to her. Couple messages later and she asks, “Wanna meet up”? The anticipation was smothering her, sheer fear started to come over her. “What if he says no, what if I bluffed,” she kept thinking. She goes back to his messages and see that he said yes. Even sent restaurant suggestions, for their meet the next day. She gave him her number, then their conversation moved from online to becoming a reality. When those messages she saw what she was really missing. “When we meet, either wear matching thong and bra set or none at all”, she read on her phone. Something so simple and yet so far away. The fairy princess started looking around in her dresser draws, closet, and even in the dryer. She noticed she had nothing that matched, no thongs, panties, or bras. That started to make her sad. The realization that along with her freeing herself , she had already lost her femininity. Enjoying the idea of wearing no panties she decided to wear and pinkish, brownish, orange dress with pink tights and her black shoe boots. “Can’t wait to see you tomorrow”, she sent The Primal Dom. Replaying all the other messages and things they discussed in that short amount of time. For the first time in days, she was finally able to go to sleep without crying. She smiled herself to sleep that night, woke up feeling excited and nervous. Continuing to stay laying down, she just opened up her eyes and just look around. Her eyes stop at her window, as the sun shines and the wind blows ever so gently, she turns all the way around to fully examine its calmness. Getting lost in its beauty, time slips and passes away before she realizes that today is the day! She was finally getting out on a date! Getting up outta bed, she stops and just stares at herself in the mirror. Just examine the golden red hues in her skin. She then started to take of her nightgown so she can she all of her naked beauty and glory. Cupping her breast, she turns and twirls back and forth in the mirror. A song began to play in her head, “you’re beautiful, beautiful beautiful girl”. She began to just sway and start shaking her ass. If you saw her at that moment, you would of just thought she was born a dancer. She was so in a zone that a high began to form within her and her body just felt like an orgasmic high went through her twice. Lights flashed before her eyes, heart beat quickened and she fell into a Trans state. After coming down from that high, it was shower time! Walking to her bathroom, she walks in turns towards the shower, reaches half way in and turn on the shower so the water can began to heat up. “ Woo, Shit. That’s cold,” said as she pulls her body outta the waters way. Still dancing, she dances outta the bathroom on back to where she first started at. In front of the mirror she reaches for her hair so that she could wrap it. Long brown, blonde, and gray long twist, she did 3 weeks ago. Beautiful and fizzy, she wraps her two hands pulling the twist oll the way up into the air, arms length, sky high. She wraps and wrapped until the twist was tightly in a bun. Three minutes later she had back to the bathroom and jump in the shower. Dancing and washing, taking the shower head down and putting it directly in front of her pussy and letting the water molest and spit all over her clitoris. She moves her other hand down to her pussy, in went one finger, then another one. Curling her fingers, spreading her legs, and throwing her head back. Almost falling, the shower walls catches her back, after readjusting the shower and her body, she turns off the water and exit the shower. Grabbing her towel, she wraps it around her before she exits the bathroom. Back in her room she continues to dry off so that she can began to lotion off her body. Lifting up her leg onto the bed, she begins to dry her legs. After the first leg she rotates and do the same to the other one and then stops at her vagina and squeezes it twist in her hand within the towel. She laughs and giggles, dropping her pussy and grabbing the lotion of the dresser. “Jergens”,she screams as she pours it into her hand and begins to rub it onto her skin. Once that was done, she grabbed her pink stockings and as she pulled them up her legs, she just admire her frame. Looking at things she like and things she would like to change, but all in all she felt beautiful! She tur Ned around grabbed her bra off the bed and put her arms In and clasped it behind he back. She picks up her dress lastly and twirls in a circle as she holds it pressed against her body. “Ong, you’re gonna look so beautiful”, she says out loud as she begins to step into her dress. Pulling it up her body, she shimmy it up her stomach and above her breast. Putting the final touches to her outfit, she puts on her earrings, necklace, black boots and jacket. She heads towards the bathroom to brush her teeth and put on her makeup. Blueish greens, orange, pink, and some black under the eyes. “Just Beautiful”, she thought as she takes down her hair from its dungeon like bun. Grabbing her phone, pocket book, lip gloss, keys and spraying on the some last spritz of perfume. She does one last look and approves of her outfit. In her car so puts on her music, blasting happy songs tryna get the jitters outta her system. “I’ll be there by 11:07 am”, she sends as he replies, “See you then”. Smiling, singing, and vibing away to the music, she gets to the restaurant 35 minutes later. Parking and inhaling and exhaling deeply as she unhooks her seat belt and open the car door. As nervous as come be she walks towards the restaurant doors and walk over to the hostess. “ May I help you”, the hostess asked as she looks around the place. “Umm I am meeting someone”, she says as she makes eye contact with the Primal Dom that she was texting just last night. On the way to the booth, he gets up to greet her, reaches out and pulls her into a hug. It was strong and powerful, one that could make you feel protected and desired. “Snap back girlie, it was just a hug”, she says in her head. Once they sit down, the fairy princess begins to talk and talk. The waiter came over and asked her what she wanted to drink. Water with lemon was her response. Back into the conversation, Times flies again. After the 3rd or 4th time of telling the waiter they need more time, they ordered their food. Food ordered and back to business. “I want to experience Sub Space, never had it and tires of not getting what I want”, she tells the Primal as he sits across the booth just staring at her. Giving her compliment after compliments having her spirits grow. “Well I can surely give you that beautiful, but just so you know, you won’t be my only sub”, he tells her. Holding in her feelings, she just picks up her food and take a bite. As she’s chewing, she is thinking about all the things that she just went through and everything that she learned over the years. She knows she wants a commitment , some one that adores her and shows her off as such. Basically a monogamous relationship find with kinky, pleasurable, nasty sex. Ughhhhh she wants what she never had. Looking back up at him, she replies “ I’m happy you told me now than years in, where I wont be willing to change. I know eventually that I will want a relationship and the R word is something Doms don’t want.” Conversation still flowing and then he just asks her, “ so when will we meet back up, when are you coming over no sex, no pressure”. An invite that she haven’t heard in years, going to some else’s place seems so frightening to her that she turns down the offer for that day and said she’ll come over the next evening. A Wednesday that needs to be recovered and changed. Two hours had went by, vibing and smiling as the check came, he paid and out the restaurant they walked. Once outside the Primal started to grab and slap the fairy ass and it made her smile. “Just stockings, no panties,” she said smiling from ear to ear.