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Culture Shock Ch. 23 (final)

From online to real-life in 23 chapters.

Elaine watched as Gary refolded the contract and slipped it into his jacket pocket.   She’d confirmed it was the same one, signed it, and barely said a prayer before it was gone.   The ink wasn’t even dry.   She shivered.  

 

Gary turned to her and slowly smiled.   “I should say something profound, shouldn’t I?”

 

Elaine nodded.   “Y… Yes.”

 

“In a minute.”   Reaching behind her head, he slid his fingers into her silky hair and said, “I want to kiss you first.”  

 

Elaine’s scalp prickled.   Her eyes closed, a shudder running through her body.   Gary’s grip tightened, but Elaine was shocked that it wasn’t painful.   It made her dizzy.

 

Maybe it’s the adrenaline…   Ohhh…  

Her neck was gently but insistently bent backward and Elaine could hardly breathe!   Her lips parted and she couldn’t think.   His demanding mouth took her and her heart stopped beating!

 

Like a rag doll she surrendered, tightly clinging to his warm body.   His mouth was her chocolate, and his hot, swirling tongue heated her from within.   Around her ribs his free hand held her, his thumb on the bodice, his fingers pressed into her bare skin.  

 

Pulsating anxiety mixed with devastating pleasure.  

 

Elaine’s resolve was crushed as his lips crushed hers.   She yielded.   With a single heady kiss, Elaine’s self-control was washed away in a flood of passion.   The contract she had signed seemed a distant memory.  

 

She was HIS.

 

When at last the kiss ended, Elaine was breathing hard, her head spinning, her body shaking.   Opening her eyes, she realised their faces were just inches apart.   Time stood still.   Elaine saw the corners of his mouth slowly turn into a smile.   Nervously she smiled back.

 

“I enjoyed that,” he whispered.

 

She blushed hotly.   “M… Me too.”

 

“I could tell,” he said quietly, his fingers sliding from her hair.

 

Elaine wished she could run around the block screaming her head off, just to release the tension!   She felt like a wound up spring, about to explode at a moment’s notice.   Her chest was heaving and she wondered if the shaking she felt on the inside was noticeable in her hands.   She didn’t want to look!   She blinked and tried to concentrate.   Gary was looking at her curiously.  

 

Should I say something?  

 

She had to swallow before forming words.   “I… I don’t know what to say.”

 

“Then say nothing.   Enjoy the moment, Elaine.   Breathe.   Submit.”

 

Doing as she was told’ never felt so good.   Such power in so few words.   Like a talisman she was drawn to them, breathing deeply.  

 

Submit.

 

“I didn’t bring you flowers,” Gary said, reaching into his other breast pocket.

 

“I… I wasn’t expecting-”   Her words died as he produced a slim faux-gold box about as long as a pen and twice as wide.   She hoped he didn’t spend too much, then wondered what she was thinking.

 

Handing it to Elaine, he said, “Perhaps a gift will make you feel less nervous.”   He chuckled.   “But I doubt it.”

 

Inside the metal box Elaine found a simple strip of soft, black kid leather.   It was folded over on itself and she took it out, discovering it to be a very basic choker for her neck.   Holding it in her shaking hands, she looked up at Gary questioningly.  

 

“While wearing it, you may consider yourself ‘mine’.”

 

She looked down at it.   “A…   A collar?”

 

“Of course.”

 

She tried putting it on immediately and fumbled with the clasp.   Her fingers felt numb.

 

“Here,” said Gary, beckoning for it.   “Let me.”

 

She thought she’d get it in another second and tried again and missed.   She was about to try again.

 

“Elaine.”

 

Looking up at Gary’s stern face, she wondered what the hell she was doing.  

 

“It would be my pleasure to fix it for you.   Understand?   My pleasure.”   His face softened.   “Surely it is not your wish to deny me my pleasure.”

 

“No!” Elaine gasped, dropping the choker into his hands.   Trying to redeem herself, she looked up at him and said, “I mean…   I’m sorry.   No, Sir.”  

 

She spun in place, swallowing as wet silk bunched under her ass, tugging against her most sensitive skin.   Her breath came thick and fast.   She put a hand behind her head, suddenly wishing her hair were longer.  

 

Gary held the choker against her neck, taking his time and leaning into her ear.   “You may call me, ‘Sir’, anywhere but in public.”  

 

With an audible ‘click’ the clasp locked and Elaine shivered.   She had to get a hold of herself.

 

I can’t believe I’m fucking this up!

 

She turned back to him, unable to meet his eyes.   “Th… Thank you for reminding me.”   Elaine touched the choker with her fingertips.   It was so soft.   “And…   And thank you for believing in me.”  

 

She looked up at him, hoping her words met with his approval.   He nodded before glancing toward a movement away from their table.   Elaine followed his eyes and saw Chelsea approaching.   Gary leaned down, whispering as Chelsea got closer and closer, “I bet you’re sopping fucking wet, aren’t you?”

 

Chelsea asked if they were ready to place their orders.   Gary closed his menu and raised his eyebrow at Elaine.  

 

God, he already knows what he wants!

 

Holding the leather-bound ‘Carte du Jour’ in her hands, the words swam and she saw French everywhere.   She hadn’t had a chance to look at it yet, had she?   She couldn’t even remember!   She didn’t think she’d be able to make a decision anytime soon.   If ever!

 

Sensing her predicament, or perhaps even fostering it, Gary offered, “If it meets with your approval, it would be my pleasure to order for you.”  

 

If nothing else, Elaine was a quick learner.   She instantly relented.  

 

It would be his pleasure…

 

“Please…   I… I can’t decide…”

 

And I wish my fucking thighs would stop twitching!

 

How could she explain what was happening to her?   She couldn’t understand it herself.   Something had changed.   Something had been tweaked.   Gary was harder.   More driven.   Sitting next to him, bearing the full force of him, was an awe-inspiring experience.   Elaine needed to pay attention.   She watched him in profile as he read from the menu and Chelsea scribbled.   His French was very good.  

 

I have to let go.  

 

I…   I’m going to let him do anything he wants…    

Chelsea disappeared and Gary turned back to Elaine, their thighs barely touching.   He picked up his glass and urged her to do likewise.   He proposed another toast.   “To opening the door.”   They clinked glasses and Elaine took a large, fortifying sip.   The wine was superb.   She wondered if it somehow tasted better because of what was happening.   Putting down his glass, Gary looked at Elaine and asked, “What’s on your mind?”

 

Elaine swallowed.   Haltingly she replied, “I’m just amazed… at um, at everything.”

 

Gary smiled.   “And your cunt?”

 

Fuck!  

Elaine’s pussy pulsed rapidly, as if answering his question.   “It’s… ridiculous.”

 

“Ridiculous?”   

 

Butterflies took flight.   Elaine clenched her thighs together.   Her cheeks felt like they’d turned crimson.   Her mouth was a desert and she licked her lips.   It was true.   She was burning up.   No matter what was going through her mind, her body had its own ideas.  

 

She knew things would change once she was Gary’s, but she hadn’t expected the avalanche that even now seemed to be gathering pace.   Or had she?

 

What the hell DID I expect?  

She mumbled, “I’m so fucking hot it’s insane.”

 

Suddenly Gary’s hand was caressing her face, lightly gliding over the soft skin of her cheek.   “That’s better,” he whispered.   “You can be very pleasing when you allow it.   Remember you are with your Dominant, Elaine.   Everything is all right.   Trust me.   Let go.   Relax.”   Turning his hand over and brushing her cheek with the back of his fingers, he said, “We’ll enjoy a nice meal, then I’ll take you away from here and do nasty things to you.”  

 

He wiggled his eyebrows and Elaine giggled.

 

She was amazed.   She had a feeling that ‘the Gary’ she knew from the Internet, had not been the whole picture.   When he wiggled his brows, Elaine was reminded of the many laughs they’d had in their late night conversations.   The way his dominance over her intensified after she had signed the contract had been obvious, and she had to admit, not completely surprising.   She simply hadn’t expected the intensity of it.   Apart from some of the good-natured teasing, and a few moments that had caused her jaw to drop, the online experience was nothing like this.   She couldn’t compare what was happening to anything, and could only judge according to how it made her feel.   And when Gary had said, ‘…do nasty things to you,’ a surge of electricity had radiated out across her skin, raising every tiny fine hair on her body.  

 

Words leapt from her mouth before she’d given them a second thought.   “How do you know what I want?   How can you know me so well?”

 

Gary took her chin in his hand, looking deeply into Elaine’s eyes.   Seconds passed before he spoke evenly.   “I see it in your eyes…   In your eyes and in your voice.   In the words you choose.   And in the way you say them.   The way you listen…   The way you react…   We connect, Elaine.   We’re on the same page.   We are on the same side.   Both of us want the same things….   Honesty.   Our choices respected.   To live our lives as we see fit.”   He smiled down at her.   “We know this because we’ve talked about it.   We are here, now, because we want to give to the other what they want and need.”

 

Elaine nodded, remembering the conversations they’d had.  

 

He is going to stick to my list.   He’s not going to hurt me in any way I can’t handle.   He said he’d be gentle.   He’ll explain everything.   God.   He hasn’t changed.   It’s just… more.  

 

But it was so much more it was almost completely different.   Elaine felt like she’d arrived on another planet.   A place with different rules.   A place that was exciting and dangerous.   Ominous.   Looking up at Gary, there was still softness there.   She could see it in the deep brown eyes that were staring back at her.   Strangely, in spite of the passionate storm she sensed was brewing, Elaine felt safe with him.   He would look after her.  

 

She had a feeling he always would.  

 

Again they were interrupted.   Gary looked as keen as Elaine to have some privacy.   “Here comes your roommate.”   He winked.   “It must be hell at home.”

 

“Tell me about it,” she said, chuckling and shaking her head.   As Chelsea approached, Elaine was captured by the smile on her face.   It was somehow different.   More genuine.   Almost sisterly.   Elaine could tell Chelsea was happy for her.   It was a look she hadn’t seen before.  

 

“Fresh from the oven,” Chelsea said chirpily, placing steaming bread rolls between the two diners.   “Entrée will be served shortly.”   She bowed and spun on her heels, skipping away.  

 

Gary leaned back in the booth, placing his arm along the top of the backrest extending behind Elaine.   The movement opened his suit jacket, exposing much of his shirt down to his waist.   Elaine’s eyes travelled down his chest, inevitably ending at his crotch.   There she lingered, fascinated by the big bulge whose outline she could clearly see.   The sight parched her mouth.   Instinctively she licked her lips then caught herself doing it and glanced up at Gary.  

 

How can I be so obvious?

 

Elaine was trying to think of something clever to say, but she was tongue-tied.   Before she had a chance to come up with anything, Gary took her by the wrist and placed her hand directly on his cock.   “Since you seem to be so fascinated, I’ll let you touch me until someone comes…   But not me.”   He winked.

 

Elaine blushed furiously and her breath quickened.   She tried to speak, even as her fingers tentatively closed around it.   Instantly he began to harden.   “I…”   Nothing came out.   The only thing she could think was, He’s right.   This is what I want.

 

“Don’t stroke it,” he whispered.   “Just squeeze gently.   That’s all.”

 

Numbly Elaine nodded, consumed by heat.  

 

Oh, my God!   I’m holding his cock!

 

And it’s getting harder…

 

I’m making it harder!

 

Even through the fabric of his slacks, it seemed to burn into Elaine’s hand.   Before long it felt like an iron bar wrapped in warm rubber.  

 

Not warm.  

 

Hot .  

 

She froze when Chelsea and Kendra approached the table carrying the entrée.   It was on fire!   Gulping, Elaine quickly slid her hand off Gary’s cock and onto his thigh.   She swooned.   The muscles in his upper leg rippled.    It was still exciting, but she couldn’t believe she’d just been holding his cock right in the middle of a restaurant.   Elaine’s other hand trembled as she reached for her water.   Chelsea and Kendra fussed and smiled at each other, serving from the sizzling platter.  

 

Elaine and Gary glanced at each other.   He winked again and she blushed hard.

 

Once they were done serving, Chelsea offered cracked pepper and Elaine could only nod, her mouth too dry to trust with speech.   She then replenished their wineglasses and Kendra their water.   Gary seemed unaffected by Elaine’s hand on his leg, breaking his bread and buttering half of it.   But she knew better.  

 

She knew he was hard.  

 

When her roommates left them to the entrée, Gary picked up a small fork and began feeding Elaine.   She found it intimate and sexy.   And she could keep her hand on his leg, which she was thoroughly enjoying.   Opening her mouth for her third forkful, Gary asked if she liked the escargot.   She had to admit it was heavenly.  

 

Gently she drew her nails up his thigh, not really sure what she was doing.   Gary was unmoved, even as her fingertips moved higher and higher on the inside of his thigh.   She froze, stifling a gasp as the edge of her hand bumped against his still hard cock.  

 

God…   The heat of it…  

 

Tightening her grip on his thigh again, Elaine lightly dug in her nails and felt his cock twitch.   She bet it was huge.   And she was so wet.   She had to stop clenching her thighs together.   Gary cleared his throat and smiled at her.  

 

“I’ll let you touch my cock again…” Anticipating his permission, Elaine had started lifting her hand.   Gary covered it with his own.   “If you beg nicely.”

 

She shuddered, the words catching in her throat.   “I…”  

 

“Such a dirty girl,” he whispered.   “Beg.”

 

“I…   I want to touch it again.   P… Please let me.   It’s so hard… and hot.   I… I just want to touch it a little more, please…”

 

He placed her hand on his cock and said, “When we’re alone, be prepared.”

 

Trembles of trepidation and uncontrollable pleasure ran through Elaine’s body.   With her fingers again tightening around his steely hardness, Elaine was offered another morsel on the end of the silver fork.   The delicious soft meat melted in her mouth and she allowed the low moan that had been building in her chest to escape.   “Mmmmmmm…”  

 

Gary chuckled and put down the fork.   Elaine swallowed rapidly as he reached up and slid his index finger between her lips.   She wrapped her tongue around the invading digit, sucking it gently and looking into Gary’s eyes.   His cock throbbed in her hand and she thought it was the hottest thing ever.  

 

“You want to suck me, don’t you, dirty girl?”

 

Elaine nodded slowly and sucked harder on his finger.   Breathing fast through her nose, she had to will herself not to grab his wrist and pull it further in.  

 

Gary instead pulled it free and whispered, “If you ask nicely, I’ll let you suck me before I fuck you.”

 

“I…   I…”  

 

Argh!  

 

“I bet you’ll be a good cocksucker.   Enthusiastic and eager to learn.   Are you going to be my eager little cocksucker, Elaine?”

 

Her cheeks burned.   “Y…   Yes…”

 

“That’s nice, but not what I was expecting.”

 

Elaine glanced around.   No one was nearby.   She grit her teeth, determined to say the words she knew he wanted to hear.   “Please… Please let me suck you.   I want to be your eager little c… cocksucker.   I want to do it.   I’ll… I’ll do anything.”   Her pussy was spasming and blood was pounding in her ears.   She hadn’t realised she’d begun stroking Gary’s cock through his pants, but he had.  

 

“That’s better,” he said, taking Elaine’s wrist and moving her hand back onto his thigh.   "When you know my needs more intimately, you’ll know what you can do and when you can do it.   Until then, use your commonsense.   If you’re unsure, ask.   If it can’t wait, interrupt me.   In my mind, into the future, your concerns will always come first.   Unless of course,” he said, patting her hand.   “Allowing you to continue wastes a huge load of cum.”   He winked.  

 

“Th… Thank you, Sir,” Elaine said breathlessly, surprised at her choice of words.  

 

If only I wasn’t so desperately horny I could think straight…

 

Her fingertips were tingling.   The feeling of his cock lingered.   If he’d asked her to suck him right there under the table, she would have!   She squirmed on the hot leather, gasping at the mess she was making of her dress.   It felt like it was plastered to her ass!

 

“Keep your knees six inches apart.”

 

Prising them apart was torture.   “Ohhh,” she moaned under her breath.  

 

“Once I open you up, I’m going to fuck you hard,” Gary murmured, his eyes glazing.  

 

“I… I want” Elaine said mindlessly.

 

“You want?”

 

Elaine tried to concentrate through her sexual haze.   “I…   I mean, I want you to help me… to show me….   Please…”   She was dying to give him pleasure, to make him moan.   “I want you to make me do what you want.   I’ll do it.   Willingly.   Just… Just tell me what it is.”   To Elaine’s mind came a vision of herself on her knees before him, sucking him and stroking him and making him cum all over her. “God…” she gasped.

 

Her pussy clenched, her clit spasmed and her nipples throbbed all at once.   Somehow she kept her knees apart as scalding heat flooded her body.   She was hotter and wetter than she’d ever been.   Talking about having sex, aloud, was far more exciting than she’d ever imagined it would be.   Catching her breath, she struggled to compose herself.   She tingled all over and wondered if she’d had a small orgasm.   Shifting her position, she dragged her nipples across the stiffened back of the bodice and almost moaned again.  

 

“You’ll get the chance to demonstrate your enthusiasm,” said Gary.   “Your impatience is pleasing.”   It barely registered that they had finished the entrée. Gary used his cloth napkin, and with shaking hands Elaine used hers.   She melted as he put his arm around her, drawing her to him.   He kissed her lips gently before he spoke.   “We have a long night ahead of us.”

 

Elaine sighed.  

 

“What is it?” Gary asked.

 

“I’m…”   She swallowed.   Her mouth was so dry.   “I’m going to embarrass myself in this dress.   I’ve soaked right through it.”

 

“Don’t worry,” said Gary, sipping his wine.   “I have a coat in the car.”

 

Elaine stared in disbelief.   “Y… You do?”

 

“Sure.   I told you I’d cover you.   I’ll get it before we leave.   Stop worrying.”

 

Elaine couldn’t help herself.   She reached up with both hands and brought his face down to hers, kissing him lightly all over it.   His lips.   His eyes.   The tip of his nose.   His lips again.   And again.   “Thank you,” she whispered, over and over between kisses.   “Thank you… Thank you…”

 

“Mmmmmm,” Gary moaned softly, putting down his glass.   “Nice.”

 

Ahem,” said Kendra, standing by their table with a huge grin on her face.  

 

Gary and Elaine untangled while Kendra busied herself clearing away the entrée.  

 

Elaine wondered how long she’d have to wait before she could suck Gary.   Maybe he’d let her suck it in the car.   She wanted to feel his cock in her hands and mouth.   Naked and hard and hot to stoke and suck and make him moan.   She gritted her teeth.

 

I hope I can do it…   I hope he teaches me how…

 

Elaine tried to swallow, instead reaching for her replenished glass of water.  

 

For years she had regularly masturbated to the thought of cum shooting into her mouth.   She wanted to find out what it was like.   She wanted to know what everything was like.   Elaine was sure Gary would be pleased by her attitude.   At least she knew him that well.   And anyway, maybe he’d prefer to blow it all over her.   She’d masturbated to that fantasy a lot too.  

 

Where had her confidence come from?   Maybe it was Gary rubbing off on her.   Or maybe it was his strange ability to make her open up.   To be able to talk about anything verged on the bizarre.   Yet she looked forward to every conversation the future held.  

 

No matter what it’s about…

 

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Chelsea and Kendra had delivered the main course, and in terrible French accents had bid Elaine and Gary, ‘Bon Appetite!’    Despite their less than impressive grasp of the French language, they had left behind a sumptuous, aromatic meal of rich sauces and pastas and seafood and salads spread across the table.   Accompanied by the quiet French music and the flickering candles, Elaine wondered whether eating out would ever be the same again.  

 

She had finally begun to relax.   With the knowledge that Gary had brought a coat she could wear, the snake of anxiety that had coiled around Elaine’s stomach loosened its heartbreaking grip.   There was still a buzzing nervousness about what lay ahead.   But at least she wasn’t going to make a fool of herself as well.  

 

Looking over the spread of food before her, she thought they’d never eat it all.  

 

Gary shook his head knowingly and suggested they eat up.   Elaine wondered what he’d been thinking but her question was soon forgotten as he began explaining what she was eating and gave her brief descriptions of the regions from which the dishes originated.   Elaine was very surprised by Gary’s grasp of French cuisine.

 

As they ate, she asked him how he knew so much about France and he explained his origins; that his mother was French and had taught him all she knew.   Elaine liked the fact that she didn’t know everything about Gary.   She was certain she’d learn a lot more about him over the weekend.   Another tremble ran through her body, but Gary was taking a mouthful and hadn’t noticed.

 

Conversation between them ebbed and flowed as they made inroads into the mountains of food.   Concentrating on the almost continuous exchange of words, Elaine’s hyper-arousal gradually decreased, along with her anxiety.   Both settled down to a low background hum.  

 

The more they talked, the more she relaxed.  

 

It’s still Gary.

 

With his expressive eyes and deep voice, it was easy to listen to him when he spoke.   He was very direct and open.   Elaine knew he was holding nothing back.   And everything about him fascinated her.  

 

They joked and smiled and talked about their respective pasts and childhoods, remembering funny stories and anecdotes.   Before long Elaine was feeling full and realised they’d been talking for almost an hour.    The wine was refreshing, but she didn’t know how many glasses she’d consumed.   Gary had topped it up regularly, even though he’d been drinking only water for the past half hour.  

 

Then it dawned on her.

 

He’s getting ready.

 

A chill ran through her veins.   It wouldn’t be long before they’d be leaving.   Then they’d be alone.   She wondered how long the drive to his home would take.   Longer than normal if Gary held to his promise of fucking her over the hood of his car.   She wondered if he remembered.

 

‘Be prepared’.

 

Elaine smiled and shook her head.   It would be better to arrive at his place after fucking.   She bit her lip, figuring she’d be a lot more receptive for whatever he might have in store.   She loosened her shoulders as she finished her salad.   Her nipples were swelling again.   Gary spoke and she tuned in.   She’d been off with the fairies.

 

“I’ve been thinking,” he said, reaching for his water.  

 

“Yes?” Elaine replied, almost too quickly.   She picked up her napkin and dabbed at the corners of her mouth.

 

  “I’ve been wondering whether, ‘Being spanked outdoors’ was on the BDSM list.”

 

“Um,” said Elaine, suddenly aware of her dry mouth.   She took a sip of wine.   “I can’t remember.   I don’t think so.”

 

“If it was, how would you rate it?”  

 

“I…”   Rate it?   “I’d want it, um, now and then.”

 

“Outside?”

 

“Y… Yes.”   The rush of blood to Elaine’s face was palpable.  

 

“You really want to be spanked don’t you?”

 

“Yes,” she said softly, fussing with her cutlery.

 

“Eyes on me,” he said.   “Why?”

 

“I don’t know,” said Elaine, paying attention.   “I guess because I’m…”

 

Gary chipped in, “A bad girl?”

 

Elaine grinned.   “Well, I do feel naughty, and a spanking seems weirdly appropriate on some level.   But I was going to say was, ‘Because I’m curious’.”

 

Gary chuckled.   “I think we’ll be satisfying that curiosity soon enough.”

 

“Y… Yes.   Um… thank you,” she said nervously.

 

“Do you like to be dominated, Elaine?   Are you enjoying me, and how you feel, this evening?   Is it everything you’d hoped for?   Everything you’d dreamed?”

 

“Yes.   I’m…   I’m blown away,” she mumbled, touching the leather choker.

 

Elaine held her breath as his gaze intensified.   He seemed to be looking right through her and she wondered if she’d said something wrong.   Her heart skipped a beat as Gary slowly smiled and said, “I’m pleased.   Being unsure of yourself is normal.”

 

Without a thought, Elaine responded, “When I’m with you, I know who I am.”

 

Gary’s warm hand held the side of Elaine’s face, his thumb making small circles on her cheekbone.   She leaned into his palm, wishing the magic of this evening would never end.    Gary’s arm went around her and they cuddled.   He kissed her forehead and she caressed his chest through his shirt.  

 

Wow…  

 

“When we leave, just focus on me.”

 

“O… Okay.”   Her cheeks heated at a strange thought.   “Um, Gary?”   

 

“Yes?”

 

“Is it weird that the idea of ‘submitting to a spanking’ is more appealing than the spanking itself?”

 

“Not at all,” said Gary, breaking their hug to butter the last of his bread and wipe clean his plate.   “There are a number of iconic situations that almost define the sexual side of submission.”   He stopped to take a bite.   Elaine remained quiet, watching him think.   “Laying over a Dominant’s knees for a spanking or paddling is definitely iconic.   Kneeling is probably the most common one though.   The use of restraints, such as being tied down on a bed, or being hung by the hands and flogged, even simply being handcuffed or blindfolded would be some of the others.   Those basic situations, and variations of them, make up the vast majority of BDSM ‘play’.”

 

Elaine nodded, listening.

 

“So…   No.   It’s not weird at all.   In fact, I’d say it was completely normal for a girl with, at the very least, ‘submissive tendencies’, to fantasise about such things.   Particularly when you discover that the pain involved can be manipulated and controlled to the level that suits you.   It certainly doesn’t need to hurt as much as you might have first imagined.   Of course a lot of the excitement comes from the fact that the potential is there.”   Gary finished off his bread and used his napkin again.  

 

Elaine liked how he explained things.   He made her questions seem normal.   She thought it was great that he could explain things without making her feel silly.   She smiled up at him as he continued.

 

“Besides ‘SSC’, there is the alternative, ‘RACK’, which is common in some communities.   It stands for ‘Risk-Aware Consensual Kink’.   There are always risks involved.   Some minimise them by choosing not to indulge in certain lifestyle choices, such as knife-play or fire-play or needle-play, for whatever reason.   Others participate, but reduce the risks through practice and safety measures.   Trust is everything.   But there are always risks.”  

 

“Choosing someone who knows what they are doing reduces the risks,” Elaine offered.

 

“That’s true,” he said, sliding his fingers into her hair again.   A shiver ran down her neck.   “But choosing someone who makes you aware of the risks, so that you can make knowledgeable decisions about your consensuality, is what I’m talking about.   For example, before I flog you, I will show you the tool and explain its function.   Then we’ll talk about the risks and the things that can happen if, for example, my aim is not so good.”   He winked.

 

Elaine was trembling.   “I… I don’t want anything to hurt too much.”

 

Gary’s fingers tightened.   “I know,” he said softly, looking into Elaine’s eyes.   “Don’t worry.   A ‘pleasurable spanking’ is not a painful, punishment situation.   It’s playful and fun.   Fearing the unknown is understandable.   But when I spank you for the pleasure of having you over my knees, it won’t be very hard.   So don’t worry.”

 

Elaine heart was hammering.   A vision of herself, squirming nakedly over his knees invaded her mind.   She swallowed.   “All… All right.”

 

He leaned down and kissed her lightly on her forehead.   “Unless you’re very naughty, of course.”

 

Elaine’s breath quickened.   “Um, what constitutes, ‘very naughty’?”

 

Gary let go of her hair.   “Between us we’ll figure it out.   Mainly things you wouldn’t think of doing at this stage, such as inattention to my SSC directions; refusing to follow them; or disrespecting or provoking me.   Things like that.   It all depends on the situation and the circumstances.   Most of the time you’ll realise you’ve done something wrong, sometimes even as you do it.   Punishment is all part of learning about Dominance and submission and where you fit in.   It’s not really something you can avoid when you lack experience.   And that’s okay.   In the future, it is highly likely you’ll be punished less and less as you begin to meet and exceed my expectations.   In the meantime, you know I’m not a severe, sadistic Master.   I’m going to keep a close eye on you to make sure I don’t treat you in any way that would exceed what I intend, or any more than you could stand.”

 

“Th… Thank you.   Again.”   Elaine quickly sipped her wine.    

 

“The intention of punishment is to pay your penance and to assuage your guilt.   It needs to be proportional to the sin, but also proportional to the guilt, to meet it and quash it, and not exceed it.   At this stage we don’t know much about your tolerance of pain so it’ll be interesting.   Who knows?   You might even want a harder spanking once you’ve had a pleasurable one.”

 

“Do you think?”

 

Gary chuckled and sipped his water.   “I don’t know.   But we’ll have fun finding out.”

 

Elaine swallowed.   “I… I guess.”

 

“Here comes the Maitre’d.”

 

Elaine had been fidgeting with her napkin and she sat up straight, placing it on the tablecloth as the Frenchman strolled up to them.   He nodded at Gary before turning to Elaine.

 

“Did Mademoiselle enjoy her Salade L’épinards avec Vinaigrette de Framboise?”

 

Gary leaned into her ear and whispered, “The salad.”

 

Elaine wanted to giggle as she thought, ‘Spanking to salad in four-point-two seconds!’   “Oh, yes.   It was delightful.”

 

“And Les escargots Bourguignonne?”

 

“The snails.”   Gary winked.   Elaine elbowed him gently.   “Oof!” he acted, grabbing his ribs.

 

“I’ll be coming back for those,” she said, grinning.

 

“Okay then.   I trust you will enjoy the fine Cognac that will be served with coffee.”

 

“Thank you.”   Elaine sat back and listened, her jaw dropping as the Frenchman turned his attention back to Gary.   Amazingly, the two men launched into a brief conversation in completely fluent French.   Far from feeling left out, Gary took Elaine’s hand and placed it back on his thigh while he was talking.   He covered it with his own and slid each of his fingers between hers.

 

The Maitre‘d suddenly bowed and bid them good evening before disappearing.  

 

In moments Kendra was clearing their table and Chelsea was asking if they were interested in dessert.   Elaine and Gary looked at each other and shook their heads simultaneously.   Elaine was feeling giddy, anticipation returning with a rush.   Gary ordered coffees for them both.

 

When they were alone again, he said, “Not long now.”

 

Elaine knew it was close.   Soon they’d be in his car.   Heading to his place.   She was going to be fucked soon.   Fucked.   She hoped they’d make love later, but right now what she wanted was to be fucked.   She’d waited so long for it.   And now it was going to happen.   Tingles ran up and down her thighs.   Her clit hardened, pulsing in time with her rapid heartbeat.   She wanted it.   She wanted it all!

 

Maybe he’ll spank me while he fucks me…  

Looking up at Gary, Elaine whispered, “I’m so ready.”   Once again a strange sense of acceptance, a determination to stick to the path flooded through her.   She wondered if it showed on her face.  

 

Gary didn’t respond straight away, perhaps seeing it in her eyes.   Then he asked quietly, “Ready for what, little one?”

 

Elaine didn’t get a chance to answer immediately.   In seconds Kendra and Chelsea were laying out coffees and Cognac.   Then they were gone.   It happened so quickly Elaine still had her answer on the tip of her tongue.  

 

After passing Elaine a small tumbler of liqueur, again Gary asked, “What are you ready for?”

 

Elaine took a slow breath, gazing up at him.   “Anything that pleases you.”  

 

“I see,” said Gary, a smile in the corner of his mouth.   “Anything, eh?”

 

“Anything SSC.”

 

“Squeeze your thighs together until I tell you to stop.”

 

“Ohhh…”   She almost spilt her Cognac.

 

“You’re getting good at this.”

 

Elaine’s breath caught in her chest, coming out in short shudders.   “I… I know what I want,” she managed, putting down her liqueur, her hand shaking.  

 

“Knees apart, twelve inches.”  

 

Elaine panted.   Twelve.   Now I feel dirty.   She creamed at the thought.

 

Gary took Elaine’s hands in his.   “And I know what I want.   I want to give you an experience that you will never forget.   One you will crave again and again.   One you will masturbate to when you are lying in your bed remembering what I did.   I want you to desperately want this, all of it.   Because I want you…   So be truthful with me.   Always.   Do things because you want to do them.   Don’t lie.   Don’t pretend.”

 

Trembling with a combination of anxiety and excitement, Elaine could at least discern Gary’s subtle reference to his ex.   She looked down at his hands so tightly holding hers.   “I promise I won’t.   I’ll always be honest with you,” she said, again looking up at him.   She had to blink away a tear.   “Always.”

 

“Good girl.”  

 

Elaine had the feeling she’d seen a more vulnerable side of Gary than she might see in a long while.   He picked up his coffee and nodded, urging her to follow suit.   She sipped dutifully.   Then she had a thought.   “May I ask a question?”

 

“You may.”

 

“Thank you.”   She swallowed.   “What… What am I doing right?”

 

Gary didn’t hesitate.   “You are being yourself.”

 

Elaine couldn’t help the need for reassurance.   She was new to this!   Her skin prickled.   “Earlier… you asked whether I wanted to ‘know’.”

 

He nodded.

 

“What…”   She cleared her throat.   “What do you want to do to me?”

 

He leaned into her ear and blew softly into it.   He kissed it, then ran his tongue around the edge of it.   By the time he was gently sucking the lobe Elaine was shaking.   She had to bite her lip to stop from moaning.   Her eyes fluttered closed as Gary whispered, “I want to do everything to you.   I want to tease you until you can’t stand it.   I want to use you to the point of exhaustion.   I want to take you to the places you’ve ached to be.   And I want to teach you all you want to learn.”

 

He sat back up, leaving Elaine breathless and tingling to her toes.   Her pussy was clenching uncontrollably.

 

She carefully picked up her Cognac, taking a big slug of it.   “Y… You always say the right thing.”

 

He winked.

 

From the shadows Kendra appeared, offering more coffee.   Gary declined and so did Elaine.   They drained what was left in their cups and Kendra cleared away the table.   Before she left, Gary asked for the check and Elaine started to panic.

 

Here we go….

 

When Kendra was gone, Gary said, “I’ll go get my coat for you.   I’ll be back in a moment.”   Elaine barely had time to nod before he’d stood and left the table.   She shivered as she watched him walk away.  

 

When he comes back, we’ll be leaving…  

She held up her hands to examine them.   They were shaking violently.  

 

Chelsea strode to the table urgently, placing the check to the side and gasping, “Well?   Is everything okay?   Are you going through with it?”

 

Elaine hid her hands.   “Y… Yes.   I’m just nervous.”

 

“I’m sure it’ll be wonderful.   Call us in the morning and tell us you’re okay.   Please?”

 

“Okay,” said Elaine.   “I will.   And um, thanks.   Tonight was wonderful.”

 

Chelsea was smiling that sisterly smile again.   “Anytime.   I better skedaddle.   Have fun.”

 

Gary passed Chelsea on his way back to the table.   He handed Elaine his coat and sat down beside her.   “Probably a good idea to put that on before you go to the bathroom.   And I’d suggest you go.”  

 

Elaine didn’t need prompting.   She’d been busting for an hour.   Draping his coat around her shoulders, she took a calming breath.   “Thank you, Gary.   I’ll be back soon.”   She shuffled around the table and stood, adjusting his coat to ensure her modesty before grabbing her purse and heading for the bathroom.

 

She’d just finished washing her hands when Kendra burst through the door.   Elaine giggled.   She was half-expecting it this time.   But she hadn’t expected Kendra to rush up to her and hug her so tightly.  

 

Into Elaine’s ear Kendra gasped, “You’re coming back, aren’t you?”

 

Elaine laughed softly and held Kendra back by her shoulders.   “Coming back?   What do you mean?”

 

“I don’t know,” she said, sighing.   “I just get the feeling this is more serious than you are letting on.”

 

Elaine shook her head.   “Maybe it is.   I’m not sure yet.   But I have no plans to move out.”

 

“Thank God.   I mean…   I’m happy for you and everything.   I…”   Kendra was struggling for words.   “I’m going to need friends.   I’d like to keep the good ones.”

 

“You’re a nut, Kendra.”

 

“Don’t you start.”   She grinned and hugged Elaine again.   “Why are you wearing his coat?”

 

Elaine blushed.   “Long story.”

 

“Um, okay.   So you’re all right?   Everything is working out?”

 

“Everything’s fine,” Elaine said, fixing her lipstick in the mirror.   “I’ll tell you all about it when I get home on Sunday night.   Well, I’ll tell you everything I can work up the nerve to tell you.”

 

“I’ll get a bottle of champagne.   That should loosen your tongue.”

 

“I’d love that,” said Elaine softly, turning away from the mirror.  

 

“I’ll have it on ice.”

 

They shared a moment before Elaine said, “I better get back.”

 

“Yes,” said Kendra.   “Sorry.   I just wanted to make sure everything was all right.”

 

“Thanks, Kendra.   You can be a sweetheart.”

 

“Don’t tell anyone.”   She winked.

 

“I won’t,” said Elaine, grinning.   “Oh, and I told Chelsea I’d call in the morning, so don’t worry.”

 

“Good,” said Kendra, holding open the bathroom door.   “I was going to ask you to do that.”

 

They stood outside the entrance and Elaine kissed Kendra’s cheek.   “Thanks for worrying about me.   I’ll be fine.   He’s… He’s a good man.”

 

“Then you’re lucky to have found him.”

 

Elaine smiled at Kendra’s sage words.   “Wish me luck?”

 

“Good luck!   Talk to you tomorrow!”

 

Kendra disappeared around the corner, in a hurry to resume her duties.   Elaine was left standing in the dim light outside the ladies bathroom.   Her heart started pounding again as she looked in the direction of the table.   Gary was seated behind a divider between the booths and she couldn’t see him.   But she knew he was there, waiting for her.  

 

She went to take a step and almost stumbled.   Her legs felt weak and she put her hand up against the wall to steady herself.   Suddenly she realised she was taking short, sharp breaths, threatening to hyperventilate.   She tried to slow her breathing.   In a few seconds she was feeling less light-headed.  

 

I can do this.

 

She took a deep, gratifying lungful of air and headed for the table.

 

Gary stood when she arrived.   “Would you like to get out of here?”

 

“Yes,” said Elaine, drawing his coat around her.

 

“Me too.   I paid the cheque.”   Gary eyed her carefully.   “Are you okay?”

 

“I feel…   I don’t know…   Still a bit scared I think.”

 

Gary put his arm around Elaine, steering her into his embrace.   He kissed her forehead and she turned into his chest.   “Eyes on me,” he whispered.   She looked up at him and he continued.   “Elaine, I’m not going to lie to you.   I’m going to provide you with a well-rounded lifestyle experience.   It will include things that vanilla people would call ‘extreme’.   But they don’t understand the subtlety of the art.   D/s isn’t about hurting you.   Not physically, not mentally, and certainly not emotionally.   It’s about using the tools at my disposal to bring you pleasure and sensations the likes of which you’ve only dreamed.”

 

Elaine felt her knees getting weak again.  

 

“It’s about providing you with the space to be the person you want to be.   I don’t want to change you.   I don’t want to alter who you are.   And I don’t want you to think you have to change to please me.   I like you just the way you are.   The things you learn will add to you.   They won’t take anything away.”

 

“Won’t I feel differently about things?   My life will change, won’t it?”

 

He caressed her cheek.   “Life has a tendency to evolve from one day to the next.   Sometimes it’s so slow it’s almost unnoticeable.   Other times it’s sudden.   Sometimes it’s imposed on us.   Sometimes it’s a choice.   Whichever way it happens, life continues to evolve.   Nothing stays the same forever.”

 

Elaine hugged him tightly.   Her nerves were frazzled.   She wanted to stop worrying.   And she was grappling with the little self-control she’d retained.   Yet she couldn’t wait to get out of her damned dress.   The bodice was driving her nipples nuts.   She’d only just cleaned up ‘downstairs’ and already her juices were flowing.

 

What was it he’d said?   Relax, breathe, submit…   Let go.

 

She took a few deep breaths.   He was right.   Nothing stayed the same forever.   One day, she’d probably look back and shake her head at how anxious she’d been.  

 

He smiled at her.   “Feeling better?”

 

Elaine slipped her arms inside his jacket, wrapping them around his warm torso.   She wanted to pull his shirt out of his pants to get at his broad, muscular back but she didn’t dare.   Her mouth was so dry she had to lick her lips before speaking.   “All…   All along I’ve been worried about the moment when we’d finally be alone.   But I’ve had it wrong…   I’ve just realised that I can’t relax until we’re alone,” Elaine said, her eyes sparkling.

 

“If you’re feeling THAT confident, then I must be doing something wrong.”  

 

Elaine whispered, “You haven’t done anything wrong.”

 

“If you keep squirming around, I might slip up.”

 

Elaine smirked heatedly.   She hoped she was getting to him.   When she pressed against him, she wondered if he’d even notice she was subtly moving.   His cock felt so good against her.   The contact was electric.   “I’m sorry.   I… I can’t help it,” she breathed.

 

Gary’s eyes darkened.   “Let’s get out of here.”

 

He turned her around, and her head spun.   In a flash they were walking toward the double doors at the front of the restaurant.   Elaine was filled with dire apprehension, even as she snuggled under Gary’s protective arm.  

 

Thank God he’s holding onto me , she thought, her balance wavering.

 

The Maitre’d was standing by the front door.   Chelsea and Kendra were also waiting for them, grinning as they approached.   Like schoolgirls Elaine’s roommates pulled her aside and Gary let her go, distracted by another frantic French conversation.   They made eyes at each other as they were separated.

 

Woohooo, Elaine,” Chelsea teased under her breath, giving her a big hug.   “Knock his socks off.”

 

“I’ll try.”   Elaine turned to Kendra, her blush renewed.

 

As she hugged her warmly, Kendra said, “Give the girl a break.   She’s still finding her way.”

 

“All right, all right,” Chelsea responded as they stood, a tight-knit group.   “I just can’t help thinking she’s going to need some TLC after this weekend.   I mean, look at him.”   All three girls looked at Gary.   Catching their glance, he shook his head almost imperceptibly.  

 

Elaine giggled.  

 

“Oh!   I got your bag,” said Chelsea, leaving abruptly.  

 

When she was gone, Kendra said, “We’ll be worried about you, so call before twelve, or we’ll call you.”

 

“O… Okay.”  

 

In seconds Chelsea was back.   She quickly explained she’d given Elaine’s bag to Gary.   She smiled and said, “So… Take care of yourself.”  

 

Elaine took another deep breath.   “I will.”   The moment was coming.   She broke out in goose bumps.

 

Kendra glanced over at Gary again and, apparently satisfied he wasn’t listening, whispered, “Do you have lube?   They never think of lube…”  

 

Elaine and Chelsea looked at Kendra and nearly cracked up laughing.   Remembering the feel of him, Elaine bit her lip.   Leaning toward her roommates and smiling as they did likewise, she whispered, “I um…   I actually did remember it, but I so don’t think I’m gonna need it.”

 

“Hussy,” said Chelsea, grinning.

 

“Slut,” giggled Kendra.

 

“Bitches,” Elaine retorted, poking out her tongue.

 

With an exchange of completely inappropriate words, Elaine had never felt closer to her roommates.   They smiled at each other and hugged, cheek to cheek.   Elaine was sure she wouldn’t be able to tell them all about the weekend, but she smiled at the thought.   They probably wouldn’t have believed her anyway.

 

“Thank you for looking after us,” interrupted Gary.  

 

He was standing over the girls and their impromptu apartment meeting broke up with squeezes of hands and touches on Elaine’s cheek.   They stepped backward and bowed, saying, “You’re welcome.”

 

Elaine smiled at Chelsea and she smiled back, nodding once.

 

Kendra silently mouthed, ‘Be careful,’ and touched her heart.  

 

Elaine felt like crying.   She swallowed, nodded, and held her nerve.

 

Gary took her hand, hijacking her attention.   When her eyes met his, he asked, “Shall we make tracks?”

 

“Yes,” she said breathlessly, curling her fingers around his.

 

“Then let’s go.”   To the Maitre’d, and to Chelsea and Kendra, Gary said, “Thank you again for a perfect evening.”

 

Elaine agreed, squeezing his hand and turning to their hosts, adding, “Yes.   Thank you.”

 

In moments the bell above the door rang as it closed behind them and Elaine and Gary were welcomed by the sultry blanket of the late summer evening.   Silently carrying Elaine’s bag in one hand, Gary led her to his car with the other.   He unlocked the doors and put her bag in the back seat, then guided Elaine around to the passenger side.  

 

Halfway there, Gary stopped, right in front of his car.   He looked down at it.

 

Curiously, Elaine looked closer.   “Did someone leave a dent?”

 

“I was thinking about how nice you’ll look, bent over the hood getting fucked.”

 

He remembered!  

 

Elaine didn’t know whether to giggle or faint.   Her knees wobbled and Gary caught her.   There was something incredibly intoxicating about doing it like that.   From behind.   She was going to beg him to smack her ass.   That’s what she wanted.  

 

God.

 

“So you like that idea, do you?” he asked, taking her elbow again.

 

Yesss,” Elaine hissed.   She didn’t mean it to come out like that.   Gary chuckled and opened the door for her.   Before she could slip inside, Gary took his coat from her shoulders and tossed it in the backseat with her bag.  

 

Wow…  

Gary held Elaine’s hand, assisting her into the car.   As she sank into the upholstery, she made sure her dress wouldn’t get caught.   Pushing the door firmly closed, he walked around the front of the car again.   She watched him and he winked.   Then he patted the hood.

 

Elaine squirmed.

 

They were plunged into darkness when Gary closed his door.   Elaine held her breath until he fired up the engine and turned on the headlights.   The dashboard glowed and he looked across at her.   “We’re alone.”

 

“Y… Yes.”  

 

Gary put the car into gear.   As they started to move, the tyres crunched on loose gravel.   “How does it feel?”

 

Elaine thought the car was vibrating right through her body.   Or maybe it was her.   “N… Nerve-wracking.”

 

“Say the word and I’ll take you home.”

 

“No.   I’m okay.   I… I’m ready.   I want to do this.”

 

One touch and I think I’ll cum…

 

“So you’re ready to do exactly as I say,” said Gary, heading for the highway on-ramp.   “No matter what it is?”

 

“I’ll… I’ll try,” gasped Elaine, her skin prickling.   “I’m prepared.”

 

“Good girl.   Take off your dress.   You can amuse yourself while I drive.”

 

God , Elaine thought, her eyes widening.  

 

“Y… Yes, Sir.”

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