Who wants to prove herself

I often profile surf, as I'm sure many members do also, it strikes me as rather odd to see so called submissive women asking to be trained, I have no desire to train any woman to be submissive, it is my opinion that she should prove to me her willingness to please me without any need for me to make her submit, a good sub should know instinctively when to assume her role, without any words spoken, in return for her will to please him, she should be treated with utter respect and special treatment from the man, her giving should always be appreciated and treated as a gift she gives him, naturally a full and honest set of desires and parameters should be established from the outset, obviously, these are just my views as each sub/dom relationship has its own set of mutual arrangements, here is my idea of an ideal
We had started chatting via AMM during one of those random moments of fishing, I had sent a brief email introducing myself after reading her profile, it wasn't a particularly provocative profile but she had a cheeky look in her picture with a humourous description of herself so I thought, why not, worst that can happen is no reply or a flat out "no I'm not interested", to my surprize she replied relatively promptly saying she had liked my pic, always a bonus when on a site like AMM, right from our first few emails our rapport was friendly with conversation being a general nature, music...work...locations...with occasional and random moments naughtiness thrown in, within a few days our contact had shifted to text, then I took it a notch and just rang without asking, she answered with a very nervous yet sweet almost innocent voice, I soon had her comfortable, her nervousness fading as she relaxed, after an hour of chat we bit goodnight and hung up, seconds later a text beeped from my phone, "Thanks for ringing, I hope I wasnt to much of a scaredy cat.....you have a sexy voice mmm mmmmm night sexy" I replied "Nyt" smiling to myself, so far so good I thought
Throughout the next day I checked my messages, nothing, hmmm, do I reply, no, don't be pushy, admittedly she had been on my mind though, then at 9pm my phones message tone sounded, "Hi, remember me lol miss shy girl from last night, ring again if you like, mmmm mmmm maybe you can tell me a bed time story with that sexy voice of yours", so in my corniest Elvis impersonator voice I rang saying "Why thank you very much uh huh uh huh" we laughed and our conversation flowed, it was after an hour or so she confessed she had been thinking me and had even taken a screen shot of my pic on her phone, "nothing weird,just to perve at during the day' she said "You have a rugged handsome look, very sexy, just how I like a man to look,like a man" I replied "Yeah well I'm no pretty boy" she answered "Who wants a pretty boy, I want a guy who can take control in the street and between the sheets, door mats need not apply,mmmm I'm sure you could make me be a good girl"....."A good girl hey, good girls are good without being told"....."you wouldn't need to ask sexy, I'd enjoy being very good for you" she softly uttered, "oh I'm so sorry" she said "please excuse me, I just got lost in the moment,sorry" I say "Sorry for what, I
told you I like good girls" ...."thank you sexy man, I'd love to show you how good I would be someday"....."Why someday ? why not right now ?" then in a soft voice she says "I wish I could kneel between your knees and take your cock out so I could worship it, rub it all over my face, suck your balls, before slowly swirling my tongue around its shiny purple head, I love sucking cock, love the feeling of pleasing cock, looking up at a man to see if I am pleasing him, love the reward of his hot come over my face, tits, pussy, arse, where ever he chooses to unload his come, asking if I can swallow his come and miking him dry, sucking up and down his shaft drawing every drop out of him, and if I am lucky he will allow me to lay my head upon his thigh with cock at my lips so I can wake them both in the morning.
I simply ask "are you alone ?" she timidly replies "yes"...."Address ? I am on my way" without hesitating she tells me her address, I walk to my car, phone still to my ear, she hears the car door close and the engine fire into life, she hears the beeping of the GPS as I enter the address, "I will be 35 minutes"....."I will be waiting, shall I leave the door open or greet you when you arrive"...."do what a good girl would do" he responds "ok"
The suburban traffic lights seem to change slower than ever before, then, finally comes "your destination is on your left" he rings her,"turn the side door lights on" seconds later the garden path along side the house illuminates, I walk confidently to the door lifting my hand to knock, the door opens before I get a chance and there she is, her pic online hadnt done her justice, her ample breasts with harden
ed nipples visible beneath the sheer teddy top she is wearing, a cheeky grin lights up her face, silently she looks into his eyes, her eyes brilliant green filled with a coy yet unmistakably lustful daze, I feel a hand reaching for my fly, after a couple of tugs she has it opened followed by my top button, she pulls me to her as her foot flicks the door closed behind me, "May I ?" I nod, she pulls my pants down as she drops to her knees, she grabs my rapidly hardening cock bringing the head to her lips kissing it as she whispers a welcome burying her face into my crotch, from my standing position above her it is a beautiful sight, I run my fingers through her hair, she pauses looking up to me "thank you, Sir" I quickly reply "Good Girl, meet Cock, please Cock and You please Sir" she nods "I will try Sir" I reach down putting cock to her lips placing my hand behind her head as she takes me fully to the base and holds me deep as her tongue rolls around my knob, I stand there thinking she is indeed a good girl, she proves this over the course of the evening, she tells me she hadnt been looking for anything like this but my voice had triggerred something in her, she had never met anyone so quickly but felt she would be safe with me, that first night she gave herself without hesitation, she had felt like a sex goddess whose purpose was to pleasure cock, in her management job she was respected but it made her feel masculine in a way, worshiping my cock made gave her back her femininity, desirability, she felt like a woman
again, although she was submissive to me, it also made her feel powerful, we both felt fortunate that a random email had introduced us