(To Old Friends, Remembered Fondly)
Bob & Kristi
I'll try to explain to you my friend's relationship.
In every aspect of their lives other than sex, they were just like everyone else.
This guy, Bob, did not attempt to control where she went or what she did or anything like that.
But when my friend, Kristi, decided to submit to him, she gave him total control over everything she did sexually.
In their particular situation, that meant she couldn't even masturbate without his permission, but I understand that this was just a thing specific to Bob, and that not all Masters require this.
Anyway, when they were together sexually, Kristi did not make a move unless Bob instructed her to do so, and she followed each and every one of his instructions to the letter.
To back up a bit, when she decided to submit, they laid out very explicit limitations of things she would not do, and he always respected these limits. Anything else, however, Kristi had to do.
Their game was exhibitionism, and Bob had Kristi expose herself in a lot of different ways.
Kristi, of course, loved it!
She said that he had her do things that she never would have done on her own, but when absolved of the responsibility, she was able to do them, and they excited her tremendously.
The other thing that Bob was big on was teasing and delayed gratification. (This is actually how Kristi and I began to discuss this. We were talking about the joys of coming close to orgasm, stopping, getting close again, stopping again, which is a favorite of mine as you know, and she told me that Bob taught her how amazing the orgasm you ultimately achieved could be.)
Kristi was not allowed to climax unless Bob gave her permission.
When she felt herself getting close, she was required to ask him to stop doing whatever it was he was doing to her.
He'd ease up on her for a couple of minutes, then resume.