A Taste of Submission (7 page)

When Charles dragged his finger along her pussy she instinctively pushed her hips up, hoping he would finger her aching pussy. But Charles moved on, his fingers tracing back up to her nipples. She let out a small moan of disappointment when his fingers left her pussy and she heard Charles chuckle a bit.
He really does love to make me squirm, to control me
, she realized. After several minutes he removed the feather and continued to stroke her all over with his fingers.

Soon she felt something completely different, it felt like two sharp metal points, tracing over her skin. Charles was using such a light touch but Jenni could feel how sharp the metal was; she could sense with only a little bit of pressure Charles could break the skin. It excited and scared her to feel the danger. Would he lose control and cut her?

Jenni was lost in thought and was startled when Charles asked, “How are you doing, baby?”

“Oh…I’m fine… I’m good, very good. The sharp metal is a bit scary.”

“Scary can be good—just remember my pledge, you are safe. But we better check.”

She felt his fingers in her pussy and how wet she still was, even wetter than before. “Yep, everything checks out.” she heard his ‘in control’ laugh, which she was coming to love.

She felt him bring the metal object to her breast and he pressed the points in a bit; it hurt a tiny bit but also it aroused her even more. After a few seconds he pulled back and resumed tracing them over her skin, she noticed when he removed the metal points from her breasts she felt a small rush of pleasure.

She felt safe now, she knew he would not cut her, only arouse her. And she had to admit, being blindfolded heightened all she was feeling and all of her senses. He once again started to use his other hand on her while still playing with the metal points and then gradually stopped using the metal points.

Jenni realized he was always keeping at least one hand on her so he never broke having a skin to skin connection with her. Her whole body was now alive and sensitive to every slight touch. She waited in anticipation for the next sensation.
What am I going to feel now?

Suddenly she let out a loud gasp of surprise as her skin was assaulted with a jolt of freezing cold. She immediately realized she was now feeling an ice cube being used on her sensitive skin. Charles was tracing her body the same way he had with the metal but now it was with ice. He rested the ice cube on her left nipple and left it there for what seemed like minutes. The feeling was intense, sort of painful she thought, but not too bad.

After letting the feeling of cold build, Charles removed the ice cube and clamped his warm lips over her breast, sucking greedily. The feeling was delicious and Jenni let out a long moan. Charles then repeated the same treatment on the other breast, the ice followed by his warm mouth.

After he was done with her breasts, Jenni felt the ice cube heading down her stomach. It was amazing how the ice made her skin come alive. As he kept going she tensed up realizing where he was headed and soon the ice cube began to move over her pussy. Her pussy was already so sensitive, as was her whole body, the touch of the ice was like a charge of electricity and her hips jerked involuntarily.

“Deep breaths, sweetie, deep breaths,” Charles instructed.

Breathing deeply did allow her to take more; she felt the ice moving up and down her pussy, the melting ice water dripping all over her sensitive lips. And then he inserted the ice cube slightly inside her and held it there.

Jenni was breathing deeply but the sensation was too much, it was a little painful but also too intense. It was a feeling her mind could not really make sense of, a frozen pussy just did not compute.

She was thinking of using her safe word, but she remembered her breasts and how his hot mouth had relieved her frozen tits. She knew she could hold out a little longer, and was relieved when a minute later Charles pulled the ice out and rammed his warm tongue into her ice cold pussy.

“Oh, Goddd, yesss!” Jenni moaned as his warm tongue brought her poor pussy back from the brink. Charles moved and positioned himself between her legs and started licking her pussy in earnest. He slipped one finger inside her and at the same time he reached up with the other hand to pinch her nipples, sending shock waves through her body from both her nipples and her pussy.

Jenni pushed her hips up to Charles’s face wanting to feel his tongue and then his finger deeper inside her. Charles kept his talented tongue pleasuring her pussy and clit until he felt her on the brink, and then slipped a second finger into her pussy and found her spot, bringing her to a strong climax.
Oh, my God
, she thought,
I’m flying
!

Then Jenni could sense Charles moving on the bed and realized he was removing his pants, she could then feel him get up on his knees and release her ankle cuffs.

With the large cuffs still around her knees, her legs were still spread wide, but with the ankle cuffs gone Jenni naturally drew her legs back farther so her pussy was more available to Charles. She was quickly rewarded by the feel of his hard cock sliding deep inside. Her pussy was still chilled from the ice play and she was amazed at how hot his cock felt buried in her.

Remembering their previous encounter and how much it turned them both on Jenni exclaimed. “Yes please fuck me! Please fuck me Charles!”

“God it feels so good Jenni, my cock belongs in your sweet pussy.”

She was still blindfolded and so could not see Charles or what was going on and this concentrated her attention in her pussy. All she was aware of was the feeling of his cock moving in and out and the sound of her wet pussy being fucked.

It was the most delicious feeling she had ever experienced. As he fucked her he reached down and began to rub her clit with his fingers. Within a couple of minutes Jenni felt her excitement build until she had another long and strong orgasm.

He kept pumping her deeply, moving his cock in and out. After what seemed like a long time fucking her nice and hard, Charles undid the cuffs holding her knees. Jenni immediately wrapped her legs around him to keep his wonderful cock buried in her.

Charles then removed the blindfold. It took her a minute for her eyes to adjust and then she saw his handsome face smiling at her. She smiled back and he reached down and kissed her deeply, now moving his cock in and out very slowly.

After a few more minutes Charles released her wrists and Jenni could now hold on to him, wanting him as close to her as possible as she felt his hard rod pumping in and out of her. Somewhere along the line he had removed his shirt and she could feel his hot skin pressing against her still sensitive breasts.

“I want you to get on top of me,” Charles commanded after a few minutes and rolled over holding Jenni so she ended up on top of him. She quickly reached down and inserted his cock back into her excited vagina.

She began to ride his hard manhood, moving up and down on his shaft. At the same time Charles reached up with both hands and grabbed each nipple between his fingers and began to squeeze. He started softly and then increased the pressure, sending bolts of thrilling sensual energy through Jenni and making her slam down on him even harder and faster.

She looked down at his fingers pinching her nipples then looked at Charles; staring directly in his eyes she whispered, “Harder.” A wicked grin crossed his face and she was rewarded with even more pressure on her sensitive buds causing her to moan with delicious pain. After a couple more minutes he released his hold on her burning nipples and she was again surprised by the intense pleasure flooding into them after they were set free from his strong grip.

She felt he was getting close to an orgasm when he looked at her and asked, “You told me you really love sucking cock, how do you feel about me coming in your mouth?”

“Yes, oh yes, definitely love it, I want you to come in my mouth, baby.”

She climbed off of his rigid pole and moved to his side on the bed, on her knees, and brought her mouth down on his shaft. She began to work her mouth up and down, taking him fully down her throat and using her hand to also stroke his cock. With her expert technique it only took a couple of minutes to get him ready to explode.

“Jenni, I’m going to come,” Charles moaned.

She showed her approval by moving her mouth and hand even faster and was quickly rewarded by hot cum in the back of her throat. Never in the past had she ever felt so much cum spurting into her mouth. She let out a small moaning sound as she continued to suck Charles’s cock to let him know how happy she was to drink his cum.

She kept her mouth moving, wanting to milk every drop, and then slowly licked up and down his shaft and lovingly cleaned the head with her tongue to get every last bit. Charles reached down to grab her shoulders and pulled her up to him, kissing her deeply, his cum still on her mouth and her pussy juices on his. They lay together kissing deeply for several minutes, finally just holding each other close.

Jenni sighed contentedly. She felt so comfortable, so safe in his arms, different than with anyone she had ever been with. She remembered how only an hour earlier she was worried about whether she could trust Charles fully, wondering if she had made a mistake by allowing herself to be so vulnerable.

Now that seemed silly; she felt so completely safe with him, and she knew from now on she would trust him to do anything to her. He had already showed her so much she had never known existed. As she drifted off to sleep in his arms, she wondered what other adventures he had in store for her.

Chapter Ten

Before she left the next morning, Charles invited Jenni to an event the next day at a winery where he was a wine club member. Jenni agreed enthusiastically, she loved visiting the wine country and this would be their first date in daylight hours.

Charles added one caveat. “I would like to request you wear a skirt and no panties,” he said a smile.

“Well, I guess we had good results with that last night, so sounds good to me,” she laughed.

Charles picked her up a little after noon on Sunday. Jenni was wearing a short denim skirt and a cute buttoned blouse. As requested she had left off her panties, and she had decided on her own to leave off her bra. It definitely made her feel sexier to be completely available to Charles, and it made her feel like a bit of a bad girl.

They were headed up Highway 101 chatting about wine when Charles reached over and his hand slid over her thigh to gently stroke her pussy. “Thank you for dressing as I requested, and it looks like you improvised some too.” He smiled as his hand went up to cup her breast through her blouse.

“I’m glad you approve.” She smiled at him. “Can we talk about something?” She had a lot on her mind from Friday night.

“Of course, baby, always.”

“Friday night you told me you were a dominant, and then I surrendered to you and you tied me up. Is that what they call a scene?”

“Yes, that would qualify in the BDSM world as a scene, and in fact it was a very lovely scene.”

Jenni smiled, “I thought it was very lovely too. So naturally I’ve heard of BDSM but really I don’t know anything about it so I went online to learn more, and now I’m totally confused.”

Charles laughed, “You know what they say about opinions, they are like assholes; everyone has one. Well, in the world of BDSM there are a lot of assholes with a lot of opinions. What in particular was confusing?”

“Well, it seems like people argue a lot about whether something is ‘allowed’ in BDSM. Like some people say you can never drink when doing a scene. And other people argue about if someone is a ‘slave’ or just a ‘submissive’—what’s the difference?

“Okay, well let’s take the first one—‘the rules.’ First off in my opinion there are only two absolute rules and they are first, whatever is going on must be physically and emotionally safe, no permanent harm can happen. And second it must be totally consensual between two adults who are clearly in a position to make a choice. In other words if you’re coercing someone, taking advantage of someone who is drunk or in any way making someone do something they truly do not want to be doing then it is abuse, not BDSM. And if you cause someone irreparable harm physically or emotionally then it is not BDSM.”

“Are there people involved in BDSM who are abusive?” Jenni was concerned about hearing the word abuse.

“Unfortunately yes, it does happen for both dominants and submissives.” Charles sighed with resignation. “Luckily it is a small percentage and they are easily spotted by those in the community.”

“So there is a community? Are they the ones who make up the rules?”

Charles smiled, “Well, there is a community because people who share an interest in this lifestyle do tend to hang out together and there are events and websites and such. But there is no person or group making up or enforcing any rules, rules are always up to the individuals involved.”

Jenni nodded, glad to hear it was a more casual than formal community.

“For example,” Charles continued, “the rule about no drinking or doing any drugs is for me at times a good rule to follow and at other times more of a personal choice. So the scene we did in my bedroom was very safe and it was totally fine we had drunk some sake. Neither one of us was in any way impaired and having a little buzz was just part of a very fun evening.”

“I’d definitely agree about the fun part,” Jenni grinned.

Charles smiled, “For other scenes it would not be appropriate to be impaired in any way, if for instance you’re doing heavy bondage, or electrical play or any type of knife play.”

Electrical play, knife play, yikes
, thought Jenni. S
ome of this might be too much for me
. She decided to wait and ask about that later.

“In those cases the dom needs to be sober because he has the safety of the submissive in his hands and the submissive must be sober because she has to be able to answer honestly about what is happening and to use her safe word if needed. Also if you’re a dom and at a public party and you will be playing with someone who is not your regular partner, then I think you should be sober because you do not know the person and you need all your senses to protect the person while playing with them.”