Jewel's First Time

It was dark in my apartment when the curtains were closed and he returned to the bedroom where I was seated on the bed. Reaching into his bag, he began rooting around while humming a soft tune. My skin began to tingle. What the heck was I thinking? What was that feeling in my stomach? He set a few things on the dresser and turned his attention to me. His eyes traced over me and I felt like he could see right through me. He held out his hands to me and I placed my hands in his open palms. They closed over mine.

"I know you have been fantasizing, Jewel," his voice was a deep whisper.

How much had I told him? I couldn't even think. My mind raced through our conversations.

We had so many and shared so much. I trusted him, but suddenly everything was staring me in the face, and I was intensely nervous.

"If you're ready, we can begin making the fantasies real for you today."

I couldn't speak so I nodded. He kissed my forehead and smiled at me, taking my shoulders and moving me so he could be seated on the bed and I was standing before him. My hands were going numb with cold. My mind was racing. Was this really what I wanted? What if I hated it? What if it hurt? What if I laughed? What if I cried? What if I loved it?

He interrupted my thoughts with his voice. In his hands was a collar made of thin black leather with rhinestones all around it. He held it to my lips and kissed my lips as he did so. His eyes met mine and he spoke "Jewel, this is a symbol of your submission to me..."

He continued to speak and my mind wandered off. I could hear the words he was saying to me, yet my mind was running wild. Here I am naked in front of this man who knows more about me than any other partner I have had, and he is about to put a collar around my neck. (I nearly giggled but suppressed it). It's almost funny, almost, just weird. Is this

really happening? What if I was wrong about everything? What will he do to me? Will I forget the safeword?

He had stopped speaking and stared into my eyes. I shuddered under his stare. I could suddenly feel everything. My skin was tingling. The air conditioning in the room was so cool that my skin felt clammy. My hands felt as though they were blowing up. I wasn't sure if my mouth would make words. He asked me if I understood and I heard myself say "Yes"

He wrapped the collar around my neck and looked at me. His hand caressed my cheek and sent tingles all through me. What is this? Is this really me? What is that feeling in my stomach?

"My Jewel," He whispered and looked into my eyes.

He picked up a piece of the soft nylon rope I had been playing with when he had first unpacked the toybag. Could he see I was shaking now?

"I am going to tie you to the chair, Jewel, and give you the spanking you have been so long awaiting. You remember the safeword?"

I nodded and barely formed the word "Yes"

"Yes...?" he replied, sending a stinging spank to my rear

"Yes, Master" My voice, only a little stronger now.

He smiled at me as he placed a pillow over the back of my desk chair. He looked at me and kissed my lips then gently positioned me so I was leaning over the chair with my bottom in the air for him to see. Blood rushed to my head and I began to stare at the floor as he went about the business of tying me. First he tied my wrists, and showed me how I could easily escape if I needed. He looked at me for a moment and smiled softly as he planted another kiss on my cheek this time. He then tied my ankles and then my waist.

My eyes traced over the papers scattered around my desk. They seemed so out of place at this moment, as did the pair of shoes and box of tissues sitting by my bed. I closed my eyes tightly.

He leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. "Are you okay Jewel?"

"Yes, Master," I whispered

"Good"

His hand began to trace gently down my back and stopped, leaving me tingling. He then slid his hand up my legs, softly, giving me goosebumps all over. I already felt warm from the contact of his hand against my skin. It was so gentle and sensual. He reached the top of my thigh and slid within my lips for a moment. I knew my arousal was evident.

"Jewel. Oh my," came his whisper, "something is running down your leg." There was admiration in his voice. I flushed with another wave of arousal as I realized that I couldn't control my body's reactions to his touch. Then he traced his finger up my leg and followed it with his tongue. "I love your taste," he whispered to me and kissed my ear. I blushed again.

Gently, his hand circled my bottom. I wriggled, knowing what was coming. My eyes squeezed tight. Should I brace for it? Inhale? Exhale? I didn't have time to think because the first spank landed and my first thought, "was that all?" was quickly shattered as he continued his attack on my bottom, delivering stinging spank after spank. He stopped for a moment to gently rub his hand across my cheeks again. Warmth washed over me and throughout my body the tingles continued. His finger reached in to the source of my juices and entered me. "Take me now!" my mind was shouting while at the same time, some other part of my brain kept saying "What's going on? How can you be enjoying this?"

I moaned. It was perhaps the first sound I had made since he had begun spanking me. I didn't remember. I felt close to the edge, which I think he knew. Abruptly he withdrew from me and whispered "Not yet Jewel, not til I let you release." I exhaled. Then I heard another sound.

Something different was trailing down my back. I recognized it as his belt. Oh no! Would I scream out in pain? My eyes opened wide. I quickly closed them again in anticipation. Gently, he began to spank me with it. The warmth and stinging had lingered from where his hand had swatted me, so the belt was even more intense. I tingled all over and I cried out, something between a moan and a scream.

My mind was racing. I wanted to tell him to stop that instant and in the very same second I wanted to tell him to keep going harder. Tears were running down my cheeks as I tried to catch my breath. I was spinning. My eyes were closed as he carefully untied my wrists, ankles and waist and helped me up. He embraced me tightly as I whimpered with need. His hand gently caressing my backside. He then gently helped me onto the bed, kissing me on the lips.

His hand spread my legs, and a soft moan left my mouth as he entered me. "Such a good girl, my Jewel," he whispered as he led me to the most intense climax I had experienced. Afterwards, when I had few words to say because of the intense exhaustion suddenly washing over me he shushed me with a kiss and held me as I drifted off to sleep.