The beginning...or is it?

Well here we are at the beginning of a new blog. I've started this as a tribute to he who I believe will be my master.  For the remainder of this blog, I'll refer to him only as Daddy.  I, as he has decided, will be known as 'slut'. But for this blog, I'll still retain some identity when writing because writing in the third person is boring.
So we met on a dating site.  I know.  Cliche.  Ok it was a sex dating site.  A S&M sex dating site.  It was just a few weeks ago when he tapped me on my digital shoulder and expressed an interest.  I had received a bit more than some attention on the site already.  Some serious, some scary, some just checking me out. 

Not me, but it will be soon.

I'm not really sure what it was about Daddy that had me answering back to him, but he clearly had an idea of which buttons to start pushing to get me to react.  After a few emails back and forth, we finally connected and started chatting.  Turned out, he knew even more buttons to push in my girl brain than I knew I had. So many of the things he talked about are things I've fantasized about but couldn't admit to desiring, yet here I was confessing my interests to him.  Group scenes, public humiliation, watersports, my head was spinning and my clit was getting excited. I even admitted to him that I've been thinking of getting a cage for my clit.  He was very approving. 

We're supposed to meet next week for a cup of coffee.  To break the ice so to speak, even though we've talked about cocksucking, be milked and other adult things.  I'm gonna keep this blog to keep track of what goes on and maybe you'll be entertained.  Maybe Daddy will appreciate it.  Who knows?!