This is the fifth 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.
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After her bath, Gloria sat at the computer with all sorts of images running though her head. The bath had done wonders. The cramp was gone, and her legs were no longer tired. And, it had given her time to think. That task had answered a lot of questions, but it had also brought out just as many new questions.
It was stunning how she felt when she looked at herself in the mirror. It was almost like seeing another woman. She had never experienced an orgasm while watching her own facial expressions. She felt she was watching a porn movie. She enjoyed it.
Had he known she would feel that way? Only he knew that answer. Had he known how difficult it would be for her to cum? She went through so much pretending, she nearly thought it wouldn't happen. But the images of the two men fucking her so completely still reverberated inside her. Where did that come from? Was it something the tube and vibrator conjured up from her subconscious?
Gloria also wondered where the thoughts of others watching her came from. That was voyeurism. She knew that, from reading. And she seemed to enjoy the thought of others watching. She also knew it was a form of exhibitionism, being forcibly fucked by two men, while multiple people watched. She enjoyed that, too.
So, she sent the email. It was filled with questions answered and more questions asked. She wondered if he would give her answers or make her answer her own questions. The human mind is so difficult to understand, she thought. Some of the most exciting feelings of her life had been buried so deep that they were never going to come to the surface, on their own. She was constantly learning more about herself and about submission in general.
She knew she was submissive. She longed to submit to another. She wanted to be told what to do, and when to do it. It warmed her inside, to satisfy another. It excited her when he forced her to excel in every area of his demand. He was her mentor, her guide. He used his forceful persuasion to train her. She was learning to satisfy him, as he wanted. She was his tool and his toy. She was his sexual instrument. What a perfectly thrilling feeling.
The next day, he returned her email. She devoured it, as she did with all of his messages.
Hello, Gloria.
You have found answers to many questions, but you have also asked many more. Submission is sometimes difficult to understand. A submissive may embrace her desires while she's at a total loss as to why she has such desires. And, even if she does understand, it is very difficult to explain it all to another. I'm sure you are starting to realize some of this confusion.
This is only the beginning for you. There is so much more to learn, so much more to experience. Your mind is going in circles, with all of the new feelings. Don't try to understand everything at once. Just enjoy yourself. In time, everything will make sense. If you try to understand it all now, you won't enjoy it quite as much.
Think of this as your submissive childhood. Let the child in you play. Don't try to grow up too fast. You experience these first feelings only once. Enjoy them and let them feed your hunger. The more you enjoy this time, the more vivid your memories will be.
It's also time for another visit. This will be a learning experience. You will learn something new, or at least refine what you already know. I will come visit you on Saturday. I won't tell you the exact time, but I will tell you it will be after noon.
Before you start preparing yourself for this visit, be sure to unlock your front door. Then, I want you to remove all of your clothes. I also want you to use a scarf to cover your eyes, as you have in past visits. Once you are naked and blindfolded, I want you to lock the metal handcuffs on your wrists, behind your back.
This won't be easy, for a couple of reasons. One, you will be blindfolded, and won't be able to see what you're doing. I know it isn't easy to cuff your own wrists behind your back. You will have to practice this, to be sure you don't make them too tight, or too loose. Be sure you can do this before Saturday.
Also, I want you to have four of the Velcro straps handy. I will put them to good use, after I arrive. Anything else I need I will bring with me. All you need to do is have yourself prepared for my arrival, and experience what happens during the afternoon.
On Saturday afternoon, I want to find you kneeling on your living room floor, with your head on your knees. I will instruct you further, when I arrive.
Gloria was anxious. But, her pussy was dripping wet. He was coming for another visit, and she couldn't wait. His other visits had been exciting. And, because he had been to see her a couple of times, it was no longer scary. She could think more about what might happen.
What would he call a learning experience? What has happened that hasn't been a learning experience? He had something new for her to learn, she thought. She giggled as she thought through different scenarios in her mind. Maybe he would force some delicious task upon her that she would either complete to perfection or be punished. Maybe he would make her ask for punishment. That would be an interesting challenge. Or, maybe he would make her choose between two different forms of punishment.
She caught herself. She had no idea what the afternoon would involve, so there was no reason to be wondering so. Saturday would come soon enough, and she needed to be ready. Looking forward to his visit would be enough to think about. Thinking of what might happen was going too far.
Gloria had cuffed her wrists before, but not behind her back. That would be a challenge. And, with her eyes covered with a scarf, it would be completely done by feel alone. She didn't need to worry so much about where the keyhole was positioned, as he would be the one removing them. But, she thought it was a good idea to use what he had told her in her last task.
She would keep the key wrapped with tape, so it would be easy to handle. And she would practice keeping the keyhole pointing towards her hands. This would be her failsafe, if for some unknown reason he didn't come. Otherwise, how would she get them off? She would be very helpless, naked with her wrists cuffed behind her. Even if she did find help, it would be very embarrassing situation. She knew she could use the phone in the bedroom to call someone. It was the right height and it had speed dial. But, it was a much smarter idea to be as self sufficient as possible.
To practice, she only cuffed one wrist. She kept both behind her back, but only held one cuff in her hand, to simulate its immobility. It wasn't perfect, but she didn't trust herself. She did get that one cuff unlocked, but she knew it wasn't the same as having both wrists locked behind her. The necessary dexterity would be difficult. She used a finger from her free hand to measure the tension of the cuff on her wrist. By putting her finger in against her wrist, she was able to know how far to click the cuff, making it tight enough, but not too tight.
