New Found Home Pt.1

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Having just moved to New Jersey, I am considerably lost with all of the streets and how to find my way around. I left California just under a week ago due to my job. They promoted me and demanded I relocate to their corporate HQ branch in New Jersey. Of course, I took it in the hope of meeting the woman I had been with for almost two years.Joanne… the woman who I had loved and submitted to for almost three years lived somewhere around here. After She had told me no, She wouldn’t meet me despite me relocating due to work, I gave up all hope of meeting Her. Running around town on a rather cold day, I was quite frustrated because I am not used to snow or ice, it’s not something I encounter on a regular back home in California. I am focused on my phone for GPS, not paying attention to where I walk, and I almost run this beautiful woman over. Myself, being as clumsy as I am, I slip on the ice and fall down hard. This woman offers me her hand, pulling me up.”Th-Thanks…” I stutter out, shivering from how cold it is.”Anytime, sweets. How about you let me get you a tea? You look frozen to the bone.” She says, her voice sounding beautiful, the tone soft.”I-If you’d like, though I would prefer coffee, if that’s alright?” I manage to squeak out, shocked at how this woman I don’t even know offers to buy me a drink.”It would be my pleasure. Come. There is my favorite tea shop just around the corner and I hear they serve mighty fine coffee as well.”Now focused on etimesgut escort her, I notice she is considerably taller than I am, maybe a head and a half taller. Following her, we make small talk about the streets and shops.Sitting down now, it’s plain to see I am not accustomed to having someone else with me anymore. It has been almost two years since I have allowed anyone to touch me, or even invite me out to places. I grow curious about this woman, but she beats me to the question asking.”So, you aren’t from here. If I might intrude slightly, where are you from?”I internally sigh as she asks the obvious question, already predicting she’s going to ask if I’m from L.A. or Hollywood.. the obvious.”I’m from California. I just moved here for work.”The only reply I could think of, I surely couldn’t tell this woman that I was also here in hopes of running into my Mistress, the woman who held my heart.”California? This must be a big change for you, coming all this way to find snow and ice. I visited there once and it was so different than here. What part are you from?”That reply isn’t what I had expected… I froze for a minute as the wonderful server breaks my train of thought and brings our drinks to us; my cup being fair sized and a fine amount of steam coming from the cup. Sighing happily, I thank the waitress and take a sip of the coffee, softly groaning at the taste.”Fresno… it’s in the central valley. And my god, eryaman escort this is really good. I should start coming here more often.”Keeping my eyes focused on hers, I realize that her eyes are a very soft brown, eyes that I could get lost in.”Fresno? One of my girls… my friends… lived in Fresno a while back. Interesting.”Her girls? What does she mean by that?? This couldn’t possibly be…”My apologies, but I never caught your name, Miss… ?”I leave the last part open, almost willing her to say she is who I think she is. Please!!! Please say you are!!”Joanne”Oh… my… god.. this beautiful woman who I had submitted to so long ago… I finally meet her…”It’s a pleasure to meet you, Miss Joanne. Thank you so much for the coffee.. I-I have to go..”Taking the to-go cup with me, I scramble out the door as my mind is racing. She has seen numerous pictures of me, but denied me the ability to meet her, yet offers to buy me a cup of coffee. Leaning against the wall of the coffee shop, I have the cup on in one hand, the other in my hair as I rack my brains trying to search for an answer. Not paying a lick of attention, I hadn’t realized the woman was standing close to me. Feeling a single finger under my chin, forcing me to look up, she is right in front of me. “Not how I thought you would take that, Kitten.”My breath catches in my throat, unable to speak now. Opening my mouth to find I cannot form words, I close my mouth sincan escort and look up at her with big, wide eyes.”Now, is that any way to meet your Owner?” She asks, her eyes still as soft as possible.As we are around the corner, I chose to hide in the alley to keep from the public eyes, I drop to my knees immediately, the cup of coffee skillfully set down in the snow as I placed my hands behind my back, crossing my wrists the exact same way I had online for the past three years. Bowing my head, I let my submissive nature take over all thoughts, seeming easier than to let myself constantly think of the fact I had just met my Owner for the first time in my life.”That’s better, Kitten. Now.. I had been watching you since you arrived. You have had a hard time adjusting to life here, so I thought I should step in. You have two choices. You can follow me to a car and I can take you to my home so you can warm up and we can talk. Or, we can continue life as if I had never come across you. If you choose the second option though, you must forget I ever met you.”Hearing those two choices, I instantly know what I am going to choose. My mouth opens and I say the words without actually hearing them.”Go to the car with You, Mistress.” I hear her chuckle, a beautiful and lovely sound. Like music to my ears. “Up and follow me. Your sister will be so glad I finally brought you home. She has been asking me since you left California if I was going to bring you home.”My sister? Who could she possibly be thinking of?? My sister is still in California… wait. She must be talking about Kat. I had completely forgotten until now, thinking that Her calling Haley and Kat my sisters were solely online names… I had never thought this day would actually happen.

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