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her explode around me, heard her actually scream my name with pleasure.
Oh yeah. No pain, no toys necessary. It was all me.
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Chapter Four
Hope recaps the next day
The next morning, even before I opened my eyes I awoke with a sinking feeling.
This wasn t Bermuda, was it? If I rolled toward the middle of the bed, I wasn t going to
see my new husband next to me, was I? And worse? I was relieved.
My parents would be crazy with worry by now. Nobody knew where I was,
including me and I seemed to be all right with that. What was wrong with me?
I had enjoyed my night in Dorian s bed a little too much. I didn t even want to
escape. Of course after all the evening gymnastics, even if I had managed to slip out of
my one restraint, I d probably have made it as far as the living room where I d have
collapsed on the couch and promptly fallen asleep, anyway.
He was already up. I heard sounds coming from the kitchen and recognized the
smell of fried bacon. Yum. Fat, salt and calories. I would have refused it under normal
circumstances but right then, I felt like I could eat the whole pig with only a tiny pang
of Jewish guilt. As much as I was looking forward to breakfast, I had to pee first and
badly.
 Dorian, I called.  I need to get up now.
I waited but it didn t sound like he was coming. I was beginning to do the dance.
 Dorian! I crossed my legs and squeezed. Still no response.  You ll understand that it s
your fault if I pee the bed, right? I yelled.
He dashed down the hall and around the corner.  Hold on. Diving into his pants
pocket, he found the key and opened the lock to my leather restraint.
Whew, just in time. I jumped out of bed.  Are you letting me go by myself?
 Why? Do you need my help?
 Just point the way, pal, and hurry.
 My, aren t you bossy in the morning. He pointed across the hall.
 Yeah. It looks like we re both Dominants.
He snorted.
* * * * *
Over breakfast, I decided to ask him a few questions I d had about the lifestyle for
some time. I clearly didn t get it. What I especially didn t get was the appeal for the
submissive.
Happily he was willing to explain it to me.
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 The psychology of BDSM is simple and yet complex depending on the people
involved. The basics are simple. When you re the submissive, you re giving control of
everything you do or have done to you to someone else. They re to bring you pleasure
and to break the mental walls that you ve put up against allowing yourself to feel. But
in the end, it s the submissive who is in control.
 Huh? How the heck does that work?
 It s their boundaries, their tolerance that must be obeyed. When you have the right
of choice taken from you& to be told how to please someone, shown how to please
someone and be disciplined when you fail, it s a release from having to control and
dictate everything in your other life.
 So you do have other lives? You folks could be walking around among us and
we d never know you were Dominant or submissive in your BDSM life?
He chuckled.  Domination takes on many forms. That said, I will tell you that I m
not a typical Dom. Technically it s my right to punish, to push, to break down the
barriers in the submissive and to get her to let me see her submission, to see her essence
without any barriers. But by doing so, I have a responsibility to bring her pleasure, to
bring her happiness and to protect her.
 Protect her from what?
 A Dom needs to protect his subs from themselves and from himself if he has
darker aspects. Yes, there are those who humiliate, whip, chain and otherwise treat
their submissives in a manner you might find upsetting. But this is done with consent
and with the thought that it s part of the breaking down process, part of a submissive
accepting that she s owned. For the Dominant, it s a mental state of,  I own you, I
protect you, I will bring you fulfillment and happiness but I will not brook
disobedience. I will not have you choosing what you want I know what you need and
will give it in time. 
 Like hell you will.
He laughed. As I munched on the crisp bacon, feeling less and less guilty with
every delicious bite, I tried to digest the information he had just given me. I still didn t
get it.
 I still don t understand how the submissive is in control.
 I said she is ultimately in control. She willingly gives herself over. And I m only
using the word she for convenience since there are plenty of men who want to be
dominated. Anyway, she needs to know she will always be safe and that she can make
the action stop when it s looking like it will exceed her tolerance.
 Oh yeah, the safe word. I ve heard of that. So what s yours?
He chuckled and grinned, like I was a little girl he was about to pat on the head.  I
don t have one because I don t need one. I m the Dom, remember? But if the new sub
doesn t have one, I might suggest yellow meaning caution and red meaning stop.
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I nodded.  Hmmm& I might actually make sense of it eventually. So you said
you re not typical as a Dom. What did you mean by that?
 My domination is less strict than some out there but the results are quite enjoyable.
I may deny or postpone eventual fulfillment, along with certain scenarios that allow me
to control the release, what she gets and doesn t get but serious active discipline is
saved for only the most major infractions.
I rolled my eyes.  So you get to say if she comes or not? If she s a good girl, you
bring her to orgasm but don t if she displeases you? That sounds like a sexist pig to
me.
He shook his head.  You forget. She has given herself over to me. She wants me to
make the choice for her. Do you think you got what you deserved last night?
 Damn right I did. I folded my arms and even though I could see his point, I
didn t want him to know that.
He sighed.  What you got last night was what you expected. You didn t give
yourself over to me to discipline. You did, however, give yourself over to me as a
lover.
 What I got last night was a little more than I expected. I gave him my best sultry
look, hoping he d catch my drift. Hey, I was horny again. So sue me.
Either he didn t hear my seduction, or he ignored it. I didn t dare make any more of
a pass than that. Since it wasn t his idea, he d probably turn me down flat. Instead, he
continued to explain some of the other aspects of BDSM I had never heard of.
 A switch is someone who can go from Dom to sub using the agreed upon word or
who will remain in one function for a session if that s their desire. What s nice is that
switches can get more work because of the fact that they can bend both ways. He shot
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