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Author: Harley Baker
was expected of her. She did not want to disappoint him.
"I thought we'd eat in tonight, if that's okay with you."
"Sounds good."
They arrived at his house. It was so big it looked like a hotel to Jade. He took her hand and led her in. His living room was big enough to put her entire house into. The furniture was mahogany and leather. The carpeting was immaculate white. She told him what a lovely home he had, and she meant it. It was absolutely unbelievable.
They went to the dining room which was decorated as an extension of the living room. The table was covered in white linen. Shiny tableware reflected the flowers in the centerpiece. Everything was superb, including Graham in his nice suit. He pulled out her chair and whispered something sweet in her ear as he helped her take her seat. He then took his own seat directly across from her. They beamed at each other while their catered dinner was served.
Beautiful jazz music played in the background, and they drank a couple of glasses of wine. It was a magnificent meal. When they had finished, they moved to the sofa. They shared stories with each other and laughed together until they cried. No two people had ever been more suited for each other, they were certain.
He wanted badly to kiss her, but he held off. He knew that she might not want that after they had the conversation they were about to have. Then he started explaining that which she had come here to learn.
"When we are out here, or just about anywhere else, things will be like they are now. Our relationship will be a two-way street just like a lot of other people have."
He stood up and offered his hand to her. She went with him to a locked door off of his kitchen. He turned the key in the lock and she heard a loud click. He asked her if she was sure she wanted to go in there, and she nodded that she did. He pushed the door open and walked through it motioning for her to follow.
She was dumbstruck by what she saw. It was a sex dungeon she guessed. She had never seen one before, but there were tables, harnesses, and large pieces of furniture that she did not recognize. They walked out and he locked the door back.
"But in there, I am in charge." She nodded her understanding.
When they sat back on the sofa, he looked at her face and tried to gauge how she was taking this. He asked her if she had any questions. And she was full of them.
"About that room, I, uh, don't know what I am expected to do in there."
"Whatever I want you to do," he answered. "You will learn."
"Why do you like this kind of stuff?
"For me it's about reaching a level of trust that knows no bounds. I need this more intense psychological interaction to be satisfied."
She leaned back on the sofa and took some deep calming breaths. He got up and went to the kitchen to get some cold water. As she permitted herself to think about it more, she began to get warm and moist in her crotch imagining being controlled. He brought the water back on a tray for her. Taking the glass, she thanked him and drank it down pretty fast. She was parched.
"Okay, what keeps me from getting seriously injured?
"I will, that will be my job. I want to trust you to express your needs, and I want you to trust me to meet them.
"I don't mean to sound cold, but why don't you just pay some women to do this for you?
"Without building the trust relationship together, the activities are meaningless."
He explained to her that he had tried to have relationships with girls who were not into his kink, but he always ended up unfulfilled. He had tried introducing some power play into a couple of relationships, but if someone does not crave it like you do, then it will never work long-term. And, yes, there were tons of women who would do what he asked for cash, but you cannot pay someone to love you. You cannot pay someone to devote their soul to you.
"But I don't crave it," she said.
"You have never had anything, but plain sex, right?
"Right."
"Then it still remains to be
"I thought we'd eat in tonight, if that's okay with you."
"Sounds good."
They arrived at his house. It was so big it looked like a hotel to Jade. He took her hand and led her in. His living room was big enough to put her entire house into. The furniture was mahogany and leather. The carpeting was immaculate white. She told him what a lovely home he had, and she meant it. It was absolutely unbelievable.
They went to the dining room which was decorated as an extension of the living room. The table was covered in white linen. Shiny tableware reflected the flowers in the centerpiece. Everything was superb, including Graham in his nice suit. He pulled out her chair and whispered something sweet in her ear as he helped her take her seat. He then took his own seat directly across from her. They beamed at each other while their catered dinner was served.
Beautiful jazz music played in the background, and they drank a couple of glasses of wine. It was a magnificent meal. When they had finished, they moved to the sofa. They shared stories with each other and laughed together until they cried. No two people had ever been more suited for each other, they were certain.
He wanted badly to kiss her, but he held off. He knew that she might not want that after they had the conversation they were about to have. Then he started explaining that which she had come here to learn.
"When we are out here, or just about anywhere else, things will be like they are now. Our relationship will be a two-way street just like a lot of other people have."
He stood up and offered his hand to her. She went with him to a locked door off of his kitchen. He turned the key in the lock and she heard a loud click. He asked her if she was sure she wanted to go in there, and she nodded that she did. He pushed the door open and walked through it motioning for her to follow.
She was dumbstruck by what she saw. It was a sex dungeon she guessed. She had never seen one before, but there were tables, harnesses, and large pieces of furniture that she did not recognize. They walked out and he locked the door back.
"But in there, I am in charge." She nodded her understanding.
When they sat back on the sofa, he looked at her face and tried to gauge how she was taking this. He asked her if she had any questions. And she was full of them.
"About that room, I, uh, don't know what I am expected to do in there."
"Whatever I want you to do," he answered. "You will learn."
"Why do you like this kind of stuff?
"For me it's about reaching a level of trust that knows no bounds. I need this more intense psychological interaction to be satisfied."
She leaned back on the sofa and took some deep calming breaths. He got up and went to the kitchen to get some cold water. As she permitted herself to think about it more, she began to get warm and moist in her crotch imagining being controlled. He brought the water back on a tray for her. Taking the glass, she thanked him and drank it down pretty fast. She was parched.
"Okay, what keeps me from getting seriously injured?
"I will, that will be my job. I want to trust you to express your needs, and I want you to trust me to meet them.
"I don't mean to sound cold, but why don't you just pay some women to do this for you?
"Without building the trust relationship together, the activities are meaningless."
He explained to her that he had tried to have relationships with girls who were not into his kink, but he always ended up unfulfilled. He had tried introducing some power play into a couple of relationships, but if someone does not crave it like you do, then it will never work long-term. And, yes, there were tons of women who would do what he asked for cash, but you cannot pay someone to love you. You cannot pay someone to devote their soul to you.
"But I don't crave it," she said.
"You have never had anything, but plain sex, right?
"Right."
"Then it still remains to be
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