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- Dec 22, 2014
- Location
- United States
Tobias Hopkins loved his life. At thirty years of age, he was a successful doctor and was making good money. Even better, his girlfriend was the gorgeous Maria Sharapova. He considered it his best accomplishment and things were going great. Maria and Tobias were deeply in love but their relationship wasn't exactly what some would call "normal". Not even thinking about her being a celebrity, but behind closed doors, they shared a bond- a bond that no one could break. Maria was his little submissive. He gave her rules to follow in public and in private. He punished her accordingly to remind her that no matter how good of a tennis player she is, she has to follow the rules. The level of trust that it required for them to establish this was great and Tobias has never broken her trust. Some many not understand their Dom/Sub relationship but they didn't have to understand. As long as himself and his girlfriend understood each other, that's all they needed.
Tonight, they were at one of the parties that is hosted after a tennis match. It was the Australian Open and Maria suffered a horrible loss and did not come out victorious so of course, she wasn't in the best of moods. Then that's where Tobias came in, reassuring her of his love and how she was still the best tennis player ever. No matter what happened on the court, he would love her and cheer for her. He never missed a match, he always supported her and even had some fun with her in the locker room before the match started to wish her luck.
One of the biggest rules that he has set out for her was that she must always hold his hand in public. Some rules were kinky and strict while some were cute and fluffy. Of course, he chose what she wore or he let her choose something and ask for his approval. As of now, he was standing at the party once they had entered, holding onto her hand. Tobias was a tall man, six feet and three inches tall. He had a nice, fit physique as well. He was a doctor and knew how to take care of his body and actively lifted weights in any spare time. He was wearing a simple, navy blue suit to go along with Maria's blue dress that he picked out for her. He didn't make her wear anything revealing or suggestive unless they were alone. He didn't want anyone staring at his Maria.
Walking over to the drinks, he glanced around at the glasses and the bottles. He wanted to cheer her up, make her happy again, see that smile on her face. "What would you like to drink, Miss Sharapova?" He asked and gazed into her eyes, giving her a charming, sweet smile that showed his love and affection for her. "Maybe you want something to eat as well?" He inquired, gesturing to the food set up just down the aisle.
Tonight, they were at one of the parties that is hosted after a tennis match. It was the Australian Open and Maria suffered a horrible loss and did not come out victorious so of course, she wasn't in the best of moods. Then that's where Tobias came in, reassuring her of his love and how she was still the best tennis player ever. No matter what happened on the court, he would love her and cheer for her. He never missed a match, he always supported her and even had some fun with her in the locker room before the match started to wish her luck.
One of the biggest rules that he has set out for her was that she must always hold his hand in public. Some rules were kinky and strict while some were cute and fluffy. Of course, he chose what she wore or he let her choose something and ask for his approval. As of now, he was standing at the party once they had entered, holding onto her hand. Tobias was a tall man, six feet and three inches tall. He had a nice, fit physique as well. He was a doctor and knew how to take care of his body and actively lifted weights in any spare time. He was wearing a simple, navy blue suit to go along with Maria's blue dress that he picked out for her. He didn't make her wear anything revealing or suggestive unless they were alone. He didn't want anyone staring at his Maria.
Walking over to the drinks, he glanced around at the glasses and the bottles. He wanted to cheer her up, make her happy again, see that smile on her face. "What would you like to drink, Miss Sharapova?" He asked and gazed into her eyes, giving her a charming, sweet smile that showed his love and affection for her. "Maybe you want something to eat as well?" He inquired, gesturing to the food set up just down the aisle.