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First Encounter (Part 3)

Date: 8/10/2015, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, Author: M Bongo, Rating: 0, Source: sexstories.com

your tenacious tongue, but you withdraw it. Our lips meet and close and the kiss subsides. You try to draw me in again by parting your lips and extending your tongue. So desperately you try to gain control of the kiss. But I am only going to flutter some butterfly kisses for a while now. I keep ahold of your hair and start to tighten my grip a bit, then loosen, then tighten. Alternating after a while. I want you to start to associate pain and control with pleasure. After a few minutes of teasing, and light tongue-leading kisses around your mouth, I decide to stop again. I release your hair and back away. I see your eyes open, as I expected they would. I see pure, unbridled lust in your eyes. I hope you can see the same in mine. But, without permission, something I need to correct, but I see it more as a confirmation of being able to read you correctly. Something very important indeed. “Naughty girl. No permission given for opening your eyes. Good thing I anticipated this. Would hate to ... have to pause for anything now.” I reach into my front pocket and withdraw the blindfold. I place it over your eyes, adjust it a little. “You can open your eyes all you want now, my pet. Will bother you a lot more than me. However, if you begin to see more than you can right now, you are ordered to inform me immediately. No delay. This will be tested at inopportune times, so be prompt. Do you understand?” “Yes, Sir.” A little too soft and raspy for my taste. Granted, there is reason for that, but I need you communicative. “I’m sorry, can you repeat that? A bit more forcefully, perhaps?” “I said, ‘Yes, Sir’”. Almost sarcastic. Very borderline disrespectful. At least, that is what I hear. “Be very careful about sarcasm with one to whom you have given control. It can turn a mood, my mood, and the direction of an encounter in a completely unexpected direction in no time at all. Remember, this is training” “Yes, Sir”. Loud enough and respectful enough. Keep it up, pet. I’m very much enjoying this.