It was quite complicated, so she, not relying on her memory, just took a picture of the monitor, then to find this nickname on the Internet ... why? At that time, she herself did not even know what she would do with it. But, once I had a moment, she decided to use it. Then she safely forgot about this photo.

And now, this memory came just now. Perhaps it just surfaced in this uncontrollable flow of thoughts, which the mind easily lifted from the bottom of her memory, as Masha was just tired of resisting the pressure of these thoughts and just calmly watched as they literally overwhelmed her mind. Masha got up on the couch. She found with her eyes her handbag, which was thrown under her feet. Pulling out the phone, she began to flip through photos in search of the right one. Her fingers convulsively flipped through a long tape of pictures, which over the past year have added quite a few, as she has become much more likely to use the camera on the phone. “It really hasn't survived,” she thought, even in a kind of fear. For two years this photo was kept forgotten and now it became necessary for her no less than air. Maybe her mind just wanted to see this picture, this piece of the past, when she was not as bad as now.

"Found!" - light joy pricked her belly. She opened the photo, brought and read this nickname. He was very complicated, but because Masha was sure that it would be easy and accurate to find forums and other resources on the Internet where Sergey could be registered. With that, if there is such a resource, then almost one hundred percent probability that it will be Sergei.

Masha still had no idea why this information would be needed. She simply did what her heart pounded by senseless love pushed for. Turning on her laptop, she immediately went to the search engine and drove a nickname. For a moment, she felt light shame. As if doing something illegal. It was like spying on someone in the locker room or something like that. But she quickly calmed down, as she instantly convinced herself that she didn't care anymore.

The search engine issued a lot of records. The first search results pointed to the same automotive forum. She without special joy went through these links, which simply led to the user profile. There were no posts on this forum. “I see ... he just reads it, registered to get access to all topics that are closed and are available only to registered users. Yes ... no messages from his profile, ”Masha thought with slight disappointment. She closed the car forum and slightly scrolled down the search engine. But here she was in for a surprise. After the links to the automotive forum there were links to another forum dedicated to female domination. Masha raised her eyebrows slightly from such an unexpected result. Surprise was quickly replaced by doubt, because the search engine could give anything, by various coincidences. She hesitated a little, whether it was necessary to go to these links at all. But in the description this nickname shone. Masha hesitated for a couple of seconds, as if this was something shameful, then went to this forum. Opened pages with topics for the authorship of the user himself, whose nickname was exactly like that of Sergey in the auto forum. “Couldn't this be ... Coincidence? Maybe".

She began to read the messages of this author. Then she switched to his profile and began to watch all the topics that he created. This occupation fascinated her, which allowed her to distract from the most important reason for which she appeared here. Now, she just wanted to know if this user could be Sergey.Of course, now she started from the position that this is an incredible coincidence. Anything could be. Therefore, even somehow, quickly and with little interest, she flipped through the topics of this user. She knew that similar thematic resources exist on the Internet, but she never had any business with them for her, they were always presented as some kind of unimaginable savagery that is incomprehensible to anyone.

And then her look pulled out the name ... "Sergey" ... so the owner of this nickname presented himself. Masha's heart pounded harder. Now, she looked into the letters printed by this user more corrosively ... She looked carefully, afraid to miss important trifles ... "Moscow" ... another clue. Age ... it also coincided ... Nickname, age, name, city ... Awesome set of matches. Masha's heart literally pounded in her chest, speeding blood through her body at a breakneck pace. She did not even doubt her further actions, knowing in advance what she would do in the coming days. Some rational and skeptical part of her “I” tried to resist, inventing various excuses, trying to dissuade her from performing all the actions that came to her mind. But Masha realized that she would do it anyway. As if for a look, she doubted, walked around the room, drank hot sweet tea.

By registering on the forum, Masha wrote a welcoming personal message to this nickname. Now, she just wanted to understand whether Sergey was hiding behind this nickname, which she had already memorized in this short time. Judging by the information and reports, this user appeared quite often. Therefore, Masha left the forum, closed the laptop and decided to wait for the evening to open and see the answer. She did not even think about the topic of the forum, the things that this user wrote on it. Now, it was important for her to make sure whether she really found him on the pages of this resource. She seemed ashamed of herself, that she seriously considered her Sergei to be such a person that she could allow him to have such depraved fantasies. She didn’t even know that she would upset more, confirmation or, conversely, the refutation of her suspicions.

By seven o'clock in the evening, Sergey entered his rental apartment. It was a bit stuffy. During the day, the rooms warmed up from sunlight through non-curtained windows. He immediately hurried to the kitchen and opened the window, then with an unseen mysterious pleasure put on the table a bottle of good port bought today. Deftly opening the bottle, pouring half a glass, Sergey headed into the room where he had a home computer. He did not like laptops, always giving preference to system units and large monitors. Yes, this will take up half the space on the table, but for this purpose he specifically bought himself an office table with a semicircular notch so that it would be more convenient to sit in such a place, surf the Internet and sometimes play games.

Sergey pressed the power button, the fan banged slightly, the monitor came to life. He drank some wine from his glass. A good, slightly tart thick-red drink spread sweetness through his tongue, giving a pleasant slightly astringent taste. He smiled a little, as if paying tribute to his respect for the drink that came to his taste. The computer booted up and was ready to go. First of all, Sergey opened the browser and went to his forum on the topic of female domination. He had no particular expectations, so he did not expect to stay there for a long time. But when I saw the number “1” in the line with new messages, he got a little cheer up. But almost instantly, his joy began to fade away: “Again, from the support service, something or spam, what else do you need?” Very rarely did he get personal messages here. He hurried to open them. And here he was surprised. The message was sent from the user "Mrs. Maria". Yes, Masha did not even hide her name, but on the contrary, she chose a nickname for herself on the topic of the forum, although not really going into details and its contents.But I already fully understood what the user who was interested in her wrote about, desires, fantasies, etc., all that was somehow connected with the subject matter.

Sergey didn’t even admit that Masha met today, whom he called Maria, about which, however, wouldn’t even remember later, and a user with the name “Maria” can be connected with a certain regularity, albeit a very weak one, but still present. So much for him were these different worlds: his real life, friends, relatives, ... Read more →