The submissive's story

The beginning

Hannah was so nervous!!!! She'd hadn't had a dominant in so long. She thought she had lost her charm and everything that made her who she was. Sure, her would-be dominant, Caleb, was nervous too. It had been 5 years since his partner, Alice had gotten into a severe accident and was no longer able to serve him. He also had never had a little before, only slaves. He had done his research on being a Daddy Dom but he was still nervous to have her over.
She got ready rather quickly, trying not to think about the night's never-ending negotiations and compromising. She never looked forward to this part. She was so mild with her masochistic tendencies that not many dominants liked her. They were much more hard-core than she was.
Taking a huge breath, she grabbed her phone and texted. Caleb telling him she was on the way. She grabbed her keys, kink checklist and lipgloss and headed out the door.
A few minutes later, she arrived at Caleb's house. She rang the doorbell and a soothing voice responded "Come in." She complied, a little less nervous.
"hello, Hannah. Can I get you something to drink? Coffee? Water? Coke?"
"No, thank you, Caleb."
"Ok. Sit down and let's discuss how this is going to work."
Shakily she sat down next to him.
"First off, let me just say I'm not looking for romance. Not to steal Christian Grey's line, but I'm not looking for hearts and flowers. I don't do the love thing. I see no need to have the gooey romance mixed with BDSM. I never have, and don't plan on it. If you do, then there's no need to proceed."
"I have no problem with that but I do have one question. Didn't you love your slaves, or did you really just see them as property?"
"Of course I loved them, but not in the romantic sense of the word. I see them as people, not just property. I'm not that shallow."
"Ok. Well I've never been with someone who, at one time, was a master so I don't really know how all that works."
"Well, for some, slaves are just servants. For others, it's romanticized. People always end up getting hurt when they let their feelings get in the way of having a Master/slave dynamic. I did that once with Alice and I vowed that I never would again."
"I completely understand that. My first Dom was kinda not very appreciative of my submission. He just took it and never cared about what that did to me emotionally, and unfortunately, I loved him very much."
She stared sadly at the floor for a second, then composed herself.
"Are you ok?" He was showing genuine concern for her.
"Yeah. I'm fine. I'm glad I'm not in that situation anymore."
"Yeah. Me too. I would hate to see any submissive in that situation."
***After a few minutes of talking and getting the kinky negotiations out of the way, Hannah left, in much better spirits than she arrived. He was a bit more hard-core than she was, but as it turned out, she kinda liked broadening her horizons. She was excited to see what the future would hold.