This is the 4th installment of an ongoing story about Michele a and Tim. For sure, it is a disturbing relationship and is in no way intended to describe something healthy or ideal. Emotional sadism is central to it all. If this bothers you, this is not the story for you and I suggest you venture elsewhere.
What makes the story interesting to me is what takes place in the minds of the characters. Without words and ideas and the feelings that go with them, it's all just mechanics and honestly, that's not so interesting to me. Simple, pure fucking is a great thing to do. I don't need to read about it. Perhaps when I was verrrrrrrry young, that alone would have intrigued me. Now...yawn. This is a dark, emotional journey. I hope you enjoy it.
The following preface is cut and pasted from installment II. For a more comprehensive understanding of their world, you can venture back to the first installment. Read it or skip it.
This story takes place in a very male dominant society, one which is even more patriarchal than our own. Our hero, Michele, is enchanted by the discovery of her own sexual super power. Poor, lucky Tim, on the other hand comes to realize that he falls under Michels's spell, he does not measure up to societal expectations. These two young people are discovering and becoming as they grow together as a couple.
Psychological conflict and tension are central themes in this saga.
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The story has been formatted to meet the publishing requirement of our host and I am hopeful the necessary kinks have been worked out.
A more complete preface can be found at the beginning of the first installment and if you did not read it, it could be helpful to do so. Here are some of the contextual parameters of the fictional world the story takes place within.
* People are legal adults at 18 years of age.
* People usually live to about 2,000 years of age.
* The cultural norm has almost all legal adults living with their family of origin until they turn 200 years old.
* Young people between the ages of 18 and 200 are treated as and referred to as children when they choose to continue living with their parents.
* Young people between the ages of 18 and 200 often behave much as we would expect teenagers to behave here in our world. They are kept in a state of arrested emotional development.
* Young people between the ages of 18 and 200 years customarily consume "blockers" which prevent them from having sexual feelings or impulses.
* Often young people will begin to "date" around 160 yers of age and while they are expected to continue to take their blockers, some will surreptitiously stop taking them while a few will stop responding to them.
* Age and masculinity are revered in this world. Everybody looks up to their elders and few seriously question the patriarchy.
All characters in the story are over 18 years of age.
It is customary for those below the age of 200 to demonstrate their status by wearing clothing which signify to others that they are off limits. They would wear what we would think of as children's clothing. Remember, an 18 year old and a 1,900 year old would look exactly the same age, so children's clothes are very useful for signaling to those over 200 years to abstain from any romantic or sexual pursuit of another who was deemed of an inappropriate age.
Lastly, sex is not technically illegal for people between the ages of 18 and 200 years. It is considered profoundly taboo. Adult-children (18+) do have sex but it is kept very quiet. Some parents punish their children for engaging in this sinful pleasure and adult-children almost never tell-on one another in this regard, even those who might not like one another. Adult children live by a code and violation of said code subjects one to complete ostracization. Almost none experiment until they are well over 160 years old.
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"Honestly, it really irritates me sometimes. He has this ridiculous notion that we are equals and we just aren't and I'm sick and tired of it. I'm at my limit. Really, I'm not sure I can take much more."
This was a tough topic for Tim and her declaration about being at her limit greatly concerned him as he thought there was a great deal left to say on the matter.
Certainly there were times when he internalized Michele's superiority and when excited and really feeling the full force of his powerful love for Michele, had no problem celebrating her authority over him. Yet at other times it was difficult. He thought it might be because he was not sure it was just, or because it was so hard on his ego. Unwisely, he sometimes let this show.
"Is that true Tim, do you think you and Michele are equals?"
"Well yeah, we should be, I think."
"No we shouldn't, we could never be equal! He says silly things like that and then when I put him in his place, show him we are not equal, he gets all whinny like a weak, bitchy, little girl. Krista, I'm working really hard to make this relationship work and sometimes I just wonder. Like maybe I'm working too hard."
"Which is it Tim, you are equals or you should be equals?"
"Well...we should be, but Michele doesn't treat me that way," said Tim.
Exactly where Michele's exasperation came from was unclear to Tim. They'd never actually spoken, in clear terms about the issue. Several times when in dutch with Michele, on the verge of a punishment or when bent over her knee, he'd declared, "It's not fair! Please, Ms. Michele...it's not fair!"
It was unsettling to the boy as there was so much to discuss, yet it seemed to him, just brushing up against the topic was enough to make Michele want to leave him.
Finally they were going to get the bottom of all this. It was time to bring Michele into the modern world of equality for all. He was honest enough to know that part of him liked Michele's strength in the relationship; but she was taking things too far. It was time for a course correction or at least some common sense limitations on it.
"How can you say that? Last night I put you over my knee and spanked you until you cried and begged me to stop, and now you want me to think we are equals? Really? Why? We're obviously not!"
Tim's face hit the floor.
No, no, no! Not this! Please, please, please, no! Not now!
There was something about this whole situation, the therapy and Ms. Krista herself, Tim realized, that had a way of working around his barriers and safeguards.
He stunned himself in their first meeting by mentioning spanking. Based on Krista's response, he was ever more hopeful that she'd interpreted the statement as figurative. It made sense when considering how utterly impossible it would be for this girl to actually be spanking him.
Spanking was something never to be discussed or disclosed in any way, to any body. Ever. Yes, Mai knew, but she did not count as their relationship was not personal. This was the most shameful secret, one he'd die with.
What she was doing with him with the whole panty thing was nothing short of an ordeal. He hated having to wear them, but they turned him on. And he'd been exposed in the department store so some already knew. The emergence of Kimmy terrified him for sure.
The first real session with Ms. Krista clearly traumatized him but it did bring about a certain strange resolution. While Ms. Krista very effectively highlighted all his shame and even reenforced it, she also encouraged and validated his subordinate status to Michele. She seemed to think it was totally appropriate and that kind of acceptance made it a little easier.
He remembered and appreciated sleeping in his panties for the first time that night.
Yet spanking was different. It was never to be revealed. Ever.
And now, the love of his life just opened the bag and spilled his shame out onto the floor.
