We met at a restaurant close to work that evening and had a drink at the bar before we were seated in the dining room. Dave had brought me a book, which surprised me. He said it's a manual for BDSM and I might find it interesting. He wanted it back since it was his only guide to running his little shop of pain. I flipped thru the pages as we enjoyed our drinks and then I put it away for later. I wanted to talk about it now and read about it later.
Dave realized that I had become very interested in the BDSM lifestyle and wanted to know more. He also knew I had the tolerance to take the pain and the desire to enjoy the pleasure. My man-made pussy really fascinated him, and he wanted to explore it and help me find the sexual triggers for the pleasure it could bring me. He knew from the lab what had gone into the surgeon's work and he wanted to see how it panned out in the flesh. I wanted to know as well, and it seemed that no matter what I had done to date, nothing seemed to really satisfy me sexually.
I thought about Barbara and how she had looked and looked to find the release that only comes from a full-blown orgasm. Dave said she was a difficult case, but he had been working with her for a while and she seemed to be coming around. I told him about the after-sex encounter and he seemed amazed at how much stamina she really had. She was a special case. She loved both men and women but had difficulties all her life in achieving orgasm and real satisfaction. I asked Dave if he knew her partner and he said that he had not met her but that she knew Dave and approved of Barbara seeing him on occasion. I wondered aloud if Barbara satisfied her?
Dinner went great, and we walked out of the restaurant hand in hand. I felt very comfortable with him and I didn't want the evening to end. When we got to the parking lot I stopped and turned into him, pulled his face to mine and kissed him as softly and tenderly as I knew how. He took me by the waist and held me close as we gently explored each other's tongues.
When we finally broke he looked me in the eye and said, "I want to fuck you right now, but I also want to have the discipline to keep it for when the time is right."
That hurt a little and I said, "Would you rather beat me for a while?"
"No, that wouldn't be right either."
"Then what do you want?"
"I told you, I want it to be right, I want you to be more than a subject to me. I think I may have feelings for you and I don't want to screw that up. Too much loving or too much discipline can destroy any chance of our having a relationship, Okay?"
"So, you do want me?" I teased.
"Yes, Rachael, I do want you," and he kissed me again.
I walked the short distance to my apartment and took a shower before crawling into bed with his book. Here I could learn something new.
