I started playing World of Warcraft when I was a few months away from my eighteenth birthday. I enjoy the social elements more than the rest, and the roleplay. It allowed me to make friends, new points of contact.

There were two girls, both night-elves, a priest and a hunter. We made a channel for the three of us to talk.

They were both open lesbians, though Drizzle (the priest) was less so than Nedula (the hunter). Drizzle had been in previous straight relationships, and retained a strong element of feminity. They differed in weight, hair length and beauty. But overall, their personalities were strong opposed. Drizzle was sweet, polite and friendly. Nedula was blunt, outgoing and sensitive.

I found myself drawing a strong attraction to Drizzle, and found myself admitting my innermost sexual desires to her. It wasn't much at the time, although I had by this point recognized the fetish inside of me, and was well aware of my need to submit to another. I told her of my submissive desires, and she confided her dominatrix habits. I fell.

A month later, Drizzle planned a visit to the UK from her Holland home. She asked if, during the second week in the UK, she could make a stop at my home for a few evenings. I considered, pondered and contemplated for days before telling her that I would have to decline. I had imagined the moment that we would meet many times, and decided it inappropriate to meet on my territory. Much for the atmosphere of control, I felt I needed to be on her territory.

When her trip to the UK was over, she purchased an plane ticket for me. She didn't tell me until she had already purchased it, but she knew me well enough by this point to be aware that I had no home commitments to attend to. She sent me the email, with the confirmation of the booking. A message:

"You will catch this plane. I will see you when you arrive."

When I arrived in Holland, I was met by a stern-faced Drizzle. She took me by the arm and nodded, without saying a word. Before leaving the airport, she took me to the girl's toilets, pushed me into a cubile and handed me a package, before closing the door behind her. I tore it open in anticipation, to find Chinese packaging - a chastity belt.

I equipped it uncomfortably, extremely aroused. She knocked on the door, asked if I was done. Yes, I replied. I opened the toilet door, she stepped inside. Clasped on a padlock, locked it with the key.

"Until you leave for the UK, you are my property," she smirked, before gently brushing her lips against mine.

I gazed at her with adoration. I knew this was the beginning of an amazing holiday.