Ch. 2 VermontDom

A/N: I know this may sound trite, but I am BLOWN AWAY by the feedback for this story. I had no idea that so many people would be interested in an Olitz story with a D/s theme. This chapter will give us some background on VermontDom before we get to the good stuff. Also, I see summa ya'll out here commenting as guests all low-key and stuff *wink, wink*. But seriously, thanks so much for your comments, excitement, and encouragement. Hope you enjoy! Also, please forgive any errors.

Fitzgerald T. Grant had lived in Vermont for the last 5 years following his divorce. Why on earth he had chosen Vermont still remained a mystery to him. He longed for peace and tranquility, but what he had gotten instead was something that seemed more like a very large city as opposed a state. There was something about it only taking an hour to get from the top of the state to the bottom that really annoyed him. But the land he lived on was beautiful, and he had to admit that it was a nice break from the hustle and bustle of D.C.

His marriage to Millicent "Mellie" Grant lasted only 3 short years. It was a whirlwind romance that lead to engagement and marriage over a brief 4-month period. During their courtship, Fitz had expressed a tendency to take control in the bedroom, but Mellie was not prepared for the depth of his desires. It started off innocently enough—some light bondage here and there, maybe a slap on the ass and some hair pulling-but once talks of punishment for disobedience came about, it proved to be more than she wanted to handle. When she couldn't talk Fitz into a more vanilla sex life, she ended up filing for divorce.

Since his divorce was finalized, Fitz found himself getting deeper and deeper into the lifestyle of a Dominant. He'd had only a handful of submissives in the last few years—he preferred a long-term sub as opposed to a one-night stand—and with each one, he learned more and more about how to be a good Dom, and how to really please a woman. He learned that the Dom/sub relationship is centered around the submissive and her pleasure, and while the Dom gives direction, the sub is really the one in control. He wanted nothing more than to have his sub surrender to him and take her pleasure. That was the ultimate turn-on for him. Unfortunately for him, though, his most recent sub decided that the big city of Montpelier just wasn't big enough for her, and decided to leave for New York. A few weeks later, after not finding what he was looking for at meet-ups and clubs down in Massachusetts, he decided to take out an ad on a popular online dating site. He'd met past subs online before and found that this method fairly effective. He typed out what he thought was an attention-grabbing headline and minimized the window while he waited for responses.

After finding himself stuck in a Wiki-loop for about an hour (he started off looking for historical facts about Vermont and somehow ended up reading about key limes), he checked the minimized window for responses and found that he had gotten a few messages from his ad. He scanned through the messages, of course looking at the pictures first, and quickly deleted the ones who didn't follow directions (obviously) or had messages rife with misspellings. One ad, that featured a profile picture of a caramel-skinned beauty, caught his attention. Not only had she followed his instructions perfectly, but she also wrote with such intelligence. Apart from that, he was always eager to break in a novice. He examined her picture, and it looked to him to have been cropped. Maybe she had a husband or boyfriend? It really made no difference to him as a happy and satisfied woman wouldn't be looking for an alternative in the first place. He quickly typed a response to her message and the two began a conversation. When it came time to exchange names, he figured giving her his middle name, Thomas, would allow him to keep some semblance of anonymity, just in case things didn't go the way he had hoped. They talked, she asked questions, he answered, and overall, he wanted to know why she was interested in this type of relationship.

One of the last things he asked her was if she felt she would be capable of submitting to him. He waited for about 10 minutes for her response before he decided that maybe all they had exchanged had been too much for her and she had lost interest. He minimized the screen and decided to go run make some lunch. After finishing his sandwich and returning to his computer, he opened the screen and saw he had a message.

GULaw82: Yes

Fitz was shocked. He hadn't expected her to agree—at least without a little more conversation. He decided that he would make sure she was sure.

VermontDom: And you're sure? You really think that this is something you might want to do?

GULaw82: I'm sure. I'm very interested in learning. If you think you have the patience to show me.

Fitz thought about what to say next. He found that as a Dom, asking the most direct questions he possibly could would really determine if she was really ready for this.

VermontDom: Tell me, what's your fantasy? If I were there right now, what would you want to be doing?

A pause.

GULaw82: A fantasy I've never shared with anyone would be me on my knees, sucking your cock with your hands in my hair telling me how good I make you feel while guiding my mouth until you came. And then you'd stroke my face and tell me what a good girl I am.

And there was his erection. He hadn't planned on this seeming bored housewife besting him at his own game. He thought he would expose her true shy-girl nature and effectively tell her to go back to her husband or boyfriend and their boring vanilla sex. He hadn't counted on her boldness. And to be honest, he actually believed that this was her fantasy. Not to be outdone, though, Fitz replied.

VermontDom: Shit that's hot. Almost as hot as my personal favorite. And that involves you on your knees sucking my cock while wearing lingerie. You'd have one had in your panties rubbing your clit while you used your other hand to stroke my cock while you blew me. Maybe I'd rub your nipples while I fucked your face. Not hard, though. Just hard enough to make those beautiful brown eyes water.

He knew from the long pause in her response that he had her. Truth be told, his words had done nothing to quell the stiffness in his pants. He decided to up the ante to see if he was affecting her as she was affecting him.

VermontDom: How does that sound? Does that make you wet?

GULaw82: I've never had any man make me as wet as you did just now.

VermontDom: Hell, if you were mine, I'd make sure you were confident in how hard you make my cock, and of course, I'd want you eager to do something about it.

If you were mine. Shit. He thought to himself. He needed to slow things way down. Every experienced Dom knows that nothing happens without a safe meeting first. He felt himself getting way caught up in the dirty talk. There was just something so exciting about finding a woman bold enough to share her fantasies with him without prodding. He needed to determine whether or not she was truly serious before he got too caught up.

VermontDom: But first, before we get to the fun, there are some rules. The first rule is that nothing goes on until we meet. We won't meet in a hotel but in a safe, public place. We can get to know each other a little bit and decide if we want to proceed without any pressure. You need to be able to trust me, especially if I will be tying you up. If you'd like, I'm free Tuesday. We could meet at the Starbucks on South Burlington. Say around 12:30?

Another pause. Fitz should have been nervous, but he knew he had her. He knew that whether she responded now or 3 days from now, her answer would be "yes." She was too curious and had shared too much not to at least meet him. So, he waited.

GULaw82: I'll be there.

VermontDom: Great! See you there. I'll see you there.

GULaw82: But I don't know what you look like.

She was right. He never uploaded a profile picture. In his line of work, the last thing he needed was for his co-workers to find out about his extracurricular activities. He needed to maintain professionalism at all times.

VermontDom: Trust me, I'll see you. Be sure to wear a blue dress for Daddy. That'll be your first test.

And for the first time, he was actually nervous as to how she would respond to his demand. Technically, she wasn't his yet. He was in no position to make demands, and she would be well within her rights to tell him exactly where to go. His face lit up when he saw her reply.

GULaw82: Yes Sir. I'll see you Tuesday.