If You Dare

This is the fourth chapter of a fictional tale. As a tale of fiction, it omits many of the safety precautions one should take in a real life situation. Because of this, it should not be considered a template for real life.

When the door closed, Gloria was alone with her thoughts. She lay there listening to her heartbeat. Her chest was still heaving, as she caught her breath. The more she came down, the more aware she was of her body. Her wrists and ankles were tired and sore. She removed the scarf from her eyes to look at her free wrist. There was a band of red and raw skin about an inch in width. Battle wounds, she thought. She had been battling with the ropes, all afternoon. All worth it, too. Offered another chance, she wouldn’t have done anything differently.

She slowly twisted herself around so she could release her other wrist. She looked at both wrists together. She smiled when she saw they matched perfectly. Additional pains made themselves known. Her legs were very tired. Her whole body was tired. She felt like she had just run a marathon. She took a trip but never left the bed.

While Gloria lay there, her aches and pains were becoming more prominent. An old saying she had heard came to mind. Now, “Rode hard and put up wet” had more meaning for her. This was how she felt. She had been used, then left alone to repair herself the best she could. Strangely, it was a perfectly wonderful afternoon. Well, she would like to see what he looked like. But, she could wait for that.

Gloria got out of the ropes and cleaned herself up. She looked at her wrists and ankles. Her ankles weren’t as red as her wrists. She figured that was because she was fighting for control with her arms, and not so much with her legs. But, her ankles were still red enough to show at work. She hadn’t thought about that. The after effects of these sessions would surely bring embarrassing questions from her coworkers. Questions that may be even worse than wearing the butt plug had been.

First things first. She had to send an email to him, as he had requested. She was to explain her experiences of the afternoon. She was to tell him if she liked being in such a submissive situation. With so many new feelings rushing though her, she knew it wouldn’t be easy to explain them.

First, she knew she loved it. The feeling of being in another’s control, knowing she was at his mercy was overwhelming. She was really beginning to enjoy that feeling. Was it what she thought it would be? That was more difficult to explain. She had only read stories and seen pictures of bondage, so her subconscious controlled what she thought it would feel like. Having a vivid imagination, she was worried it would be a let down. There had been no let down, yet.

She thought it was very over powering to be told to bind herself in lewd positions and wait. She had trouble with this the first time. She remembered the butterflies in her stomach. But, this second time it was just anticipation. She knew she wanted it to happen, even if he would cause her pain. It wasn’t the pain he caused, but how he caused it. He would give her pleasure, then take it away and give her pain. She would be just on the edge of a climax and he knew it. He would then deprive her of it, and introduce pain to cleanse her mind of cumming. He had such a deliciously nasty controlling way. She loved submitting to him.

The vibrator on her clit and pussy were hard to take. Oh, she had used a vibrator on herself many times. But, she had never had someone else control it. And, he was skilled at knowing where to put it, and when to remove it. That skill caused some of her red and raw wrists and ankles. She had tried to control where she wanted the vibrator. The ropes won, every time.

So, Gloria sent her email, explaining her joy and confusion over the afternoon’s events. She felt she had some answers, but not every one. Smiling, she knew it would take more experimentation.

Thank goodness, the next day was a Sunday. She had a chance to try to heal her wrists and ankles. But, when Monday morning came, they were still very obviously visible. She contemplated calling in sick, but that would only delay things, and she really couldn’t afford it, either.

She decided on a long sleeve sweater and those white knee socks with the cute little lacey tops. The sweater was snug, and that would draw attention away from her wrists, if someone happened to see them. And, with the proper dress, the knee socks would do the same. She knew there were enough perverts in the office. Talk about the tight sweater and knee socks would be much easier to handle than what they were covering up.

Work on Monday came and went. The sweater and socks did their job. She acquired a few new nicknames from her coworkers, but no matter about that. If she hadn’t worn them, the nicknames would have been unbearable. She was not ready for anyone to know what was really going on.

Tuesday, her wrists were better, but still too obvious. She wore a long sleeve blouse, and her dress that looked a little like a cheerleader outfit. It was a good thing the boss was out of town.

Tuesday evening, she got an email. Her clit started to twitch, as she sat down to read it. She couldn’t believe how it affected her. Her hands shook as she typed the necessary keys on the computer. Then, there it was.

Hello, my pet. I trust you untied yourself without much trouble. You know I will always make sure you are able to get free. But I have left the rest up to you, for now. Your body is not my main worry. I know your body will heal. The physical person is very resilient. But your body is only a tool. Because your body is connected to your mind, it tells me a lot about you. When you react, it is your inner submissive I am talking to. I connect to her by touching your body. And when you are naked and bound, all of your barriers are stripped away, leaving only this tool and the inner Gloria.

Because you are bound, you can’t refuse me. Because you are naked, I have complete view and control of you. And with your trust, you give me an open window to enter your mind. Deep inside, I find your desires, and I feed them.

You are learning more about yourself, each day. After each of our visits, you know more, and yet you desire more. That little ache inside you is a hunger that drives you forward. It’s inside all of us, but sometimes it is buried and needs to be brought out. It needs to be exposed.

I have your trust. Trust is the door you open to your sole. You trust me to use your physical body to reach your mental self. You allow me to reach inside and touch you. You allow me to stimulate your sexual desires, then give them their freedom to thrive. I am in control at that point, but only because you allow me to be. I possess you because you allow it.

Gloria, I want to know your thoughts. I want to know what you have learned about yourself. I want to know how your mind has developed from these experiences. I want to know how your feelings have changed about yourself. I want to know if you feel good about it. Give me these answers, and we will then continue with your next task.

Gloria couldn’t believe what she was reading. He was saying the same things she had been feeling. He understood her embarrassment. He understood her desires. But, did she understand her desires? Could she express her feelings? What had she felt, up to now and what was she learning? What was she finding out about this new Gloria? Did she like her? Did she want to keep her? Questions, more questions! Why more questions? She wanted him to use her!

She had to calm down and think this out. She knew what she had found. She had found someone who understood her needs. Gloria had found someone who had the ability to go deep within her and bring out her hungers. He knew what she hungered for. That knowledge embarrassed her. She had kept this deep inside for so long, because there had been no one to bring it out of her. It seemed he not only knew what was there, but he also knew how to bring it out.

Her face flushed as she thought it through. It was as if he was in the room with her. She even caught herself looking around, expecting to see him sitting in a chair beside her. But that was how he affected her. His control was feeding another desire inside her. She thrived on it. She loved not knowing what was to come next. She loved how he forced her to feel. His control allowed her to submit to him. His touch brought shivers to her body. He could play her like a musical instrument, bringing her emotions to the surface.

After considerable thought, she sent her email. She told him what she had been thinking and how she felt. She told him she hungered for his control. His control was the beginning for her. He had taken the old Gloria and bound her body. He had twisted her mind until her desires escaped their deep entrapment. He had opened a door to her inner submissive self. Without him, she surely would still be the old Gloria.

She read her email through, before sending. She wanted to be sure it said what she meant. He had been the catalyst to her whole learning process. Satisfied with its content, she pressed SEND.

Several days passed and Gloria didn’t like waiting. However, she was learning. Before, she hated traffic lights. Surely red was set to be longer than green. Before, she hated standing in lines. It seemed such wasted time. Her anger would build as she moved up in line. Now, she understood the need for traffic lights. She still didn’t like them, but she at least could understand they were necessary. And, she didn’t mind standing in line so much. She still didn’t like it, but it wasn’t wasted time.

She would now spend the time thinking of her newfound feelings. Her thoughts would take over and she would be completely relaxed as she moved up in line. Sometimes she could be so involved, she would forget where she was. Her hands had a way of roaming. That became embarrassing, at times, but not like it would have, before. Now, she seemed to understand things better. She had a different outlook on life than before.

Finally, his reply arrived. Again the ritual started. She would feel a twitch in her clit, and her hands would shake. She felt he was in the room speaking to her, when she read his emails. This was the control he had over her.

Hello, Gloria, I read your email. You have experienced a lot. And, you have learned a lot, too. But, you have still missed one point. It was not my control that began your new life. It was your trust. You needed to experience life. You knew there was more out there, and you wanted part of it. However, to do that, you had to look for it.

Looking for the unknown is not easy. It’s a step many never take, but you took it. That took a lot of trust. Trust in the unknown. Trust in knowing you could handle what you might find. Trust in knowing you could handle whom you might find.

That is a very strong feeling. Don’t ever take it lightly. Don’t let anyone else make light of it, either. My control only came after your trust. My first email to you said “If You Dare” and your trust allowed you to dare. It was you, Gloria, who began this new adventure. Maybe I was a large part of it, but only after you allowed me to be. Don’t forget that. You are always in control of yourself, even when I am with you.

Gloria had tears in her eyes. She had to read his email over and over. Each time she felt more alive than before. It was an amazing experience, almost profound. He did make sense. She did start her own journey. She had never thought of it that way, before, and she wondered why. Then, she realized he hadn’t given her another task. No new task? He was full of surprises. But, this one was not welcome. She looked forward to these tasks. They were challenging and inspiring. They usually made her think. They all made her feel sexy and alive.

She needed to send him another email. This one would be best entitled “No New Task?” but she didn’t dare. There’s that word, again, dare. She had dared before, so why not now? So, she did. She sent the email, with that same title.

She also told him she understood his last email, and wondered why she had thought so lowly of herself, before. It was likely that he would have an answer to that, too. SEND.

The wait was not long. Gloria had her reply that same evening. Such service, she thought. Either that or he didn’t like the title she gave her email. She sat down to read it, anxious and apprehensive. What would his wisdom explain for her?

I see you noticed there was no new task in my last email. But, do you remember the last line of my email? “Give me these answers, and we will then continue with your next task.” You think you gave me the answers I wanted. I disagree. In fact, after reading your email reply, you are still in the process of thought over one answer.

You now understand that your trust was what started your journey. I only came along after you made that decision. That is a very strong feeling within you. As I told you, many never act on that feeling. Sadly, some regret it for the rest of their lives.

The reasons why are too many to list. Low self-esteem is one. It’s a difficult feeling to conquer, but it’s not impossible. You felt this way, Gloria. But, something told you to break out of the mold and you broke free. Although, you had felt that way for so long, you didn’t recognize your new freedom for what it was. Instead, your subconscious centered on my control as a safety net and completely missed the reality. The reality was a power deep within you. Don’t let your subconscious mind take charge where your conscious mind has control. Trust in yourself.

Now, read that email again. Answer the questions to my satisfaction, and then we will move on.

Gloria read the last of that email again.

Gloria, I want to know your thoughts. I want to know what you have learned about yourself. I want to know how your mind has developed from these experiences. I want to know how your feelings have changed about yourself. I want to know if you feel good about it.

She missed his questions completely. She didn’t know how it could happen. She normally devoured everything in his emails. She had to think about these questions for a little while. She had experienced so many things, and enjoyed them all. She also had learned many things. Now, she understood even more about herself and her own submissive needs. She understood a lot more about what she wanted in a life through submission. She had a feeling of worth about herself that she didn’t have before. She felt her life had meaning. She was finding out how fulfilling one’s dreams can be a large step to fulfilling one’s whole life. She had taken that step that so many never take, and she was living her dream, with his help.

Gloria sent her reply. She mentioned so many things that she had learned. She gave him credit for a lot, but she knew he would want her to take the credit for it. She understood what he meant about trusting in herself and taking that step. She told him how wonderful it felt to have taken it. There was not only a smile on her face now, but one inside, too.

Days went by, with no email from him. Gloria felt sure her reply would get a quicker response than that. She was impatient. She wanted another task. She wanted him to torment her bound body again. She was his willing pupil.

Finally, two days later, she received an email.

So, Gloria, dear. You now seem to understand what I’ve been telling you. You are in charge of your life and body. You decide what happens, not someone else. Always remember that. Now, as a reward, I have another task for you. Yes, I said reward. You should enjoy this. Read these instructions carefully.

Cigar stores sell many different types of cigars. Cigars that are more expensive are packaged inside a tube for freshness. Some are glass and some are plastic. I want you to go purchase a cigar in a plastic tube, and discard the cigar. The tube is what you are looking for. It may need some edges removed before you use it. I will explain more about this, later. Gloria, for safety, do not get glass for this particular task.

You will also need to purchase a set of metal handcuffs. Be sure these are of the double locking variety. They are the best and I will put them to use in future visits. You will also need a chair that has slots in the back. Also, a couple of overstuffed pillows will be needed, or several regular pillows. You will need two of those Velcro straps you made, and lastly, you will need your vibrator and a sufficient amount of water-soluble lube.

The plastic cigar tube is sure to have rough edges on it. You will need to remove these rough edges. It will be going up your ass, so be sure it is nice and smooth. Because you are doing this alone, I want you to be safe. As a safety issue, DO NOT USE A GLASS TUBE!

Place your chair in your bedroom, so it is in front of the dresser mirror. Place the cigar tube, vibrator, lube and handcuff keys on the dresser. Stack the pillows in the seat, so they are like a saddle on a horse. You will sit backwards on the chair and strap your ankles to the back legs of the chair with the Velcro straps. There should be enough pillows to be ample padding underneath you, as well as enough both in front and behind you.

While sitting on the chair, pillows under you, and your ankles bound with the Velcro, lubricate the cigar tube with a lot of lube. Also, reach back and lube your ass hole. Be sure to slide your finger inside so the lube is inside your ass, too. With this done, take the tube and insert it into your ass. Push it in far enough that you can remove your hand and the pillows will hold it inside you.

Next, take your finger and rub your clit. At the same time, rock back and forth, so the cigar tube slides in and out, with your movements. When you are wet enough, lean back and insert the vibrator into your pussy. Hold the pillows out of the way, if necessary. Be sure you turn it on to the highest speed. The same principle should work for the vibe as for the tube. Your rocking back and forth will allow each to move in and out of you.

Next, be sure the handcuff key is not too far away that you can’t reach it. A simple test before you cuff yourself will be in order. If you don’t do a sufficient test, you could be in that situation until someone finds you. I suggest you be sure the test works.

Slide your hands though the chair slats and cuff your wrists. Be sure the lock is on the outside, so you can unlock the cuffs. If you put the lock on the inside, you will not be able to unlock the cuffs by yourself. Again, sufficient testing of this is in order.

Once you have finished all of this preparation, you will be bound to the chair, both wrists and ankles. You will also have both pussy and ass filled, so even slight movement will move the tube and vibrator in and out. Rocking back and forth will cause reverse penetration. This means when the vibe slides out, the tube slides in, and visa versa.

I want you to fuck yourself in this rocking manner, while watching yourself in the mirror. Visualize someone is watching you and you are performing. I want you to make yourself cum by rocking back and forth. Then report to me how you felt, watching yourself in the mirror.

Gloria was already getting wet. She wouldn’t need to rub her clit, she didn’t think. All she needed was the metal handcuffs and the cigar tube. She knew just where to get both. She knew a friend who worked in a police supply store and it wasn’t far away from a tobacco shop. One quick trip would take care of both purchases.

She purchased the plastic tube, as required. She found one that didn’t have many burrs to remove. The handcuffs were an easy purchase, because her friend was working. He did give her a smirk when she said what she wanted, but he didn’t ask any questions.