Ben
It’s her first time, so I don’t tie Alice up. I want to. I want to bend those pretty arms behind her back and tie them with lace or ribbon. She’s too pretty to use rope on. No, some blue felt or red satin is what I want to see against her soft, pale skin.
I push her dress up a little more, revealing her bottom. She shaves, which surprises me a little. I suppose I thought a girl like her would be a little more…innocent…when it comes to that sort of thing.
“I like your bare little pussy,” I tell her, stroking her softly.
“Thank you.”
“Do you always keep yourself shaved?” I ask, curious.
“Yes.”
“Why?”
She shrugs a little, but that won’t do. Not tonight. No, tonight is about giving her just a taste of BDSM flavor. She’s still a virgin in this world. She’s still naïve. She doesn’t know what there is to expect, but I’m going to show her. I swat her bottom lightly, but hard enough to give a little sting. She squeaks, and I hear a chuckle from the audience.
“Naughty girl,” I tell her. “Why’d I slap your bottom?”
“Because I shrugged instead of giving you a straight answer,” she says.
“You’re paying attention.”
“I’ve been told I’m a fast learner.”
“So tell me,” I say. “Why do you shave your pussy?”
The crowd is watching and they can see us clearly, but over the music, there’s no way they can hear what we’re saying or talking about. There are other subs on stage now, all on their own spanking benches, and the other Doms have started in on punishing their little subbies.
Alice and I are taking our time tonight.
We’re in no rush at all.
Luckily, as a dungeon monitor tonight, I’m allowed to show newbies around. June made sure to schedule enough of us to allow us to have some personal time playing with the new people if we want to and right now, I definitely want to.
“A boyfriend liked it,” she says.
“Are you still together?”
“No. We broke up last year,” she says. She doesn’t seem embarrassed about this. It’s all very matter-of-fact.
“You kept shaving, though.”
“Yeah.” She hesitates for a minute, and I think she might be done, but then she adds, “It feels better this way. You know, when I’m playing with myself.”
“You like playing with yourself, don’t you?”
“Sometimes,” she says. “At night.”
“After a long day at work?”
“Mmhmm.”
“Alice, did you masturbate this week?”
Silence.
That’s okay. We’re playing a game, Alice and I. The game is fun for everyone because I get to spank her and she gets to be spanked. She gets to feel what it’s like to have my hands on her and me? I get to be the one touching her pretty skin. I swat her three times quickly and she makes a soft little noise, but doesn’t protest.
I reach between her legs and slide my fingers there.
She’s completely soaked.
She likes it.
The little minx.
Something tells me she wanted me to spank her just then. She isn’t holding back because she’s suddenly feeling shy. No, Alice wants to feel exactly what I have to give to her.
“Tell me,” I lean down and whisper in her ear before nipping at it. “Tell me what you thought about when you masturbated.”
Again, silence.
I spank her again, harder this time. Five swats all in a row, and she moans beneath my touch. She wiggles a little, but doesn’t move off the spanking bench. Now her bottom is starting to turn pink. It’s beautiful. She’s beautiful. Everything about what’s happening is kind of completely wonderful.
“Alice.”
“You, okay?” She whispers, but she says it in such a snarky way that I swat her again. This time, her groan is deep when I spank her, and she sinks into the spanking bench.
“Want to try that again?”
“I was thinking of you,” she says.
“You know why I spanked you that time.”
“I was rude.”
I kneel in front of her so we’re eye-to-eye. Tears are welling in her eyes, but she hasn’t used her safe words and I’m certain she’s still having fun, still enjoying herself. This is still fun for Alice, so I won’t push her to slow down just yet.
“One of the most important elements of BDSM is communication.”
“Yes.”
“Another is respect. I will always treat you with respect. Unless we’re in some sort of pre-agreed upon humiliation play, I will show you the utmost respect and kindness. Do you understand?”
“Yes.”
“Are you ready to keep going?”
“Yes.”
“Do you want to come for me tonight?”
Maybe she won’t.
Maybe she’ll think that’s pushing things a little too far.
Some Doms would just take it. They’d rip an orgasm from their submissive’s little body without thinking twice about it, but I won’t do that to this girl. I can’t. Alice is too special. Something has drawn us together and while I’m not the romantic type to say it was fate or destiny, I will say that I’m happy I ran into her this evening.
I’ve spent every morning this week jerking myself off in the shower and just wishing she was there with me.
Now she’s here.
I have her all to myself.
“Yes,” she whispers, and I feel like my heart could soar.