Part 4: Introduction to Submission
This is a work of fiction, none of the characters are intended to bear any resemblance to anyone living or dead. Any similarity is purely unintentional.
Bill and Jennifer returned to the office and Bill turned and faced Jennifer. "How are you doing Jen?"
Jennifer looked at him for a moment, and then slowly dropped to her knees before him. She then lowered her forehead to his shoe placing her head on his shoe. There was a moment of silence before Jennifer spoke. "Command me Master."
With a crotch that tightened noticeably Bill said, "I see you really are ready now. Are you ready to discuss limits and choose your safe word?"
"Sir, I'm going to assume that you have a safe word, and as for limits, I don't know enough yet to set limits." Jennifer said.
"Rise Jennifer." Bill said.
Jennifer touched her lips to his shoe and then rose to her feet. Bill looked into her eyes and saw them sparkle with joy.
Bill smiled at her and hugged her close. "Where did you learn that?"
"Your books, one scene described that position, and I figured I could pull it off. I couldn't very well practice with my best friend and Mother watching." Jennifer said with a small smile on her face. "So what do I call you? Master, Sir, Bill, or what?"
Bill looked into her eyes and said, "In public, you can refer to me as William, that will be your term of honor to me. For now, Sir is appropriate, as we haven't had a collar ceremony. In the circle I run in, the partners are called Dom's and Subs if they are not collared. If they are collared, then it's Master and Slave. Do you understand?"
"Not really, what is a collaring ceremony, I don't remember that from the books." Jennifer asked.
"It's a sort of domination ceremony. It's hard to explain, what it means is you are taking me as your Master, forsaking all others before me. You are swearing your mind, body, soul to me as my property. It means I am taking you as my slave, placing you first in my life, first in my heart." Bill said.
"Yes sir." Jennifer said.
Bill walked behind her and said into her ear. "I look forward to hearing about your week; this is an amazing change in you Jennifer."
"Sir, my mother and friend helped me purge the last of my reluctance, and helped me realize what matters and who I love. More importantly, they helped me understand that my life has been empty, because I walked away from my submissive side. I spent years pretending that I was something I wasn't, and was miserable because of it. Beth said I built a cage of low expectations, and refused to let myself out."
Bill stood before her and said, "They brought me the woman I knew existed inside you. The woman I have loved since she showed up looking for a job. I owe them more than a few books." He drew in a deep breath and leaned forward kissing Jennifer gently on the lips and backing away said, "Go downstairs and wait for me."
Jennifer left the room and Bill stood for a moment and went to lock the front door. He forced himself to be calm. He took a deep breath and started down to the basement. He arrived at the bottom of the stairs and found Jennifer kneeling at the foot of the stairs. Waiting for him. He felt his erection grow even more, and fought down the nearly overwhelming urge to take her right then, bent over, laid out, in whatever position she happened to fall in. Bill swallowed once hard, struggling to be calm.
"Rise Jennifer, come with me." Bill walked to the table and stopped. Jennifer stood beside him.
"All the connections in this room have been changed out. Each one has a quick release attached now." He showed the binding to Jennifer. "When you are in one of them, all you have to do to escape the binding is tug the small cord here and the binding breaks loose from the chains." He tugged the rope and a lever moved, and the binding came loose from the chain.
Jennifer smiled at him; he understood her fears, and her previous experience. "Thank you sir, you changed these after we talked?"
"Yeah, I've always thought of it, designed a couple, felt it was part of the safety that should be standard."
Bill next took her to a modified St. Andrew's cross made from heavy chain. It had four chains coming diagonally from the ceiling and floor, however the ended and formed a large box that the victim would be outlined by. This improvement allowed a Dom to work not only the front of the victim, but the back of the bound as well.
Bill kissed Jennifer again, this time more passionately. Then he stepped back and said "Take off your cloths."
Jennifer hesitated, took a deep cleansing breath, and started to remove her shirt. Bill stood back and watched. Jennifer felt very self conscious as she set her shirt aside. She released her breasts from their confinement next. Her breathing was shallow and her sex was getting hot and wet. Licking her lips she removed her shoes and pants. She stood before him in only panties, hesitating.
Bill came to her and hugging her, kissing her whispered "Very good Jennifer, that wasn't easy, and I'm proud of you. Good girl."
Jennifer kissed him back, and felt her nipples tighten. Bill lowered his head, kissing his way down to her chest, reaching and holding her hips. Taking her underwear in his hands, he slid them down her hips, across her ass, and then sliding them down her legs. The fragrance of her aroused pussy filled the room, the heady scent of desire.
Bill then placed Jennifer's wrists and ankles into the bindings and then she was spread eagle before him. "My God, you are beautiful Jennifer."
Jennifer smiled and looked down sheepishly.
Bill ran his hands over her neck, down to her Grapefruit sized breasts. Hefting the beautiful breasts into his hands, he felt the weight, and ran his thumbs over the pink nipples; they hardened into their fully erect state at his touch. Bill looked into her eyes, and saw them sparkling with love, her lips were parted and she was panting slightly as he rubbed her nipples. Bill leaned in and kissed her gently, brushing her lips with his own. Jennifer responded by forcing her head forward, pushing harder onto his lips, her tongue flicking out to seek his.
Bill pulled back gently, and kissed her neck licking her softly. The chains rattled as Jennifer tried to move her hands to him, to draw him into her.
Bill ran his hands down her stomach, caressing her, stopping just short of her downy pubic hair, just brushing the edge of her pubic hair. He reached for a large peacock feather on the wall, and began to stroke Jennifer up and down. Behind the knees, along the outside of her thighs, under her breasts. He rubbed her ass with the edge of the feather, giving her goose bumps along her arms and legs.
On the next pass, walking around her he picked up a suede flogger. Its supple softness would entice Jennifer. "Jennifer, this won't hurt, but I want you to practice breathing deeply." Jennifer nodded in response, the release cord intertwined with her fingers.
Bill began lightly flicking Jennifer up and down her body. Across her breasts, down her abdomen, down her thighs, up her calves and the backs of her thighs. He began to flog her back and buttocks a little harder, telling her to breathe steadily. "Jennifer, keep breathing deeply, it will release the endorphins, and you'll enter sub space."
Jennifer nodded and kept breathing, but her vision was blurring and her eyes seemed to glaze over. Bill took some clips from the shelf and stepping to her thumbed her nipples, perking them up. Placing one on the first nipple, Jennifer let out a gasp of pain as the tiny clip pinched her savagely. Placing the second one on her other nipple, Jennifer held her breath for a second.
"Jennifer breath deeply, relax yourself into the pain." Bill told her gently.
Jennifer complied slowly, at first breathing shallowly and then breathing more deeply. Her eyes glazed over again and she felt a sense of peace and well being wash over her.
"Oh God." Jennifer breathed slowly. She had entered a mental state she hadn't experienced before. Her pain was still there, but it didn't hurt, it was a sensation, incredibly intense, but not detrimental. It was erotic, arousing, and incredibly powerful. She felt like she was flying.
Bill nodded and went back to flogging her softly. He placed a hand over her mound and found it warm and enlarged. It was ready for action, her arousal was growing. Her pussy was hot, swollen, and so wet already. Bill began to gently massage Jennifer's pussy. Jennifer moaned slightly and pushed her pelvis out towards his hand. Bill flogged her a little harder as he slid one finger into her canal. Jennifer moaned and her pussy muscles clamped down on his finger, trying to draw him into it. Jennifer was ready he found, ready for her first orgasm drawn out by a BDSM Dom.
He began to flick her harder and rub her slit, and as his finger stroked her clit, Jennifer cried out in pleasure. Bill flogged her ass harder drawing a pink color to it and he rubbed her clit rapidly and saw Jennifer tug on her bindings and saw her body tense. She was so close right now; time to push her over the edge.
Bill took her nipple clamps in one hand and released her left breast from the torture. He rubbed her clit harder and faster as the blood rushed back into the nipple. Jennifer cried out in pain and in pleasure as the second clamp was released. Her climax overwhelmed her at that moment. Jennifer began making unintelligible sounds as she pulled on the chains and more fluids rushed out of her covering Bill's hand.
Bill continued flicking her clit, pushing it higher, pushing her higher over the edge.
