After they dropped Dan and Amanda off, Charles and Jenni headed back to Charles’s apartment. Jenni wondered if Charles would ever see her apartment. Not that she was complaining, she loved his place and so far all of her experiences there had been wonderful and exciting.
He opened a bottle of wine for them, an older vintage from the same winery they had just visited. They sat comfortably on the sofa sipping it when Jenni turned to Charles.
“Can I ask you more about what we were talking about on the way up to the winery?”
“You know you can always ask me anything. And I promise we will have a very long and thorough discussion about anything you want to know. But right now I think doing is better than talking. I’m really horny for you baby, are you up for another new adventure?”
Jenni’s heart started beating faster but now she had no fear, only excitement. “Of course, I love our adventures,” she said with a warm smile.
“Good. I would like to give you an erotic spanking.”
“Okay, I was not expecting that!”
“That’s what makes it an adventure.” Charles laughed. He left the room for a moment and returned carrying a small plastic bottle. He set it down next to him on the sofa.
“Now do you remember your safe word from the other night?”
“Yes, sir, it’s purple.” She surprised herself when she called him sir but it felt right and she saw a smile cross his face.
“Now, in reference to our earlier conversation, I know we have been drinking but I feel pretty sober, I was fine driving home and there isn’t really any damage you can do spanking someone’s ass with your hand. Are you comfortable going ahead even though we have been drinking?”
“Yes, I feel fine.”
“Very good,” he approved. “Now stand up and remove your clothes.”
Jenni did as commanded and stood in front of Charles. He took her arm, pulling her down and over his lap. Charles ran his hand over her lovely round and tight ass, caressing it. This was definitely going to be a new experience for her.
“You have such a great ass, Jenni. It is firm but round, and not too big—it’s really amazing. Like your tits, for me it’s just perfect.”
Then he gave her ass cheek a small spank. It did not hurt, didn’t even sting, it felt more like a love spank. Charles delivered a few more spanks to each side and Jenni was wondering if this was what spanking was all about.
This isn’t too bad. Then she felt a sharper blow; this one was on the verge of stinging and soon the spanks were coming harder and a bit faster. Jenni couldn’t help but squirm just a little.
After a couple more minutes the blows became harder still but slowed down. Now she could feel a definite sting when his hand made contact, but it only stung for a second, and then her ass felt warm. Then a few seconds later another blow would strike.
The sound of his hand hitting her ass now sounded quite loud, and she was surprised, because it sounded like he was hitting her hard, but it did not feel hard, it actually felt kind of good, it was a warm tingly sensation and seemed to be growing. Charles paused for a moment and rubbed her ass, spreading the warmth from where he was spanking all around her butt. He then slid his fingers down to her pussy.
“Time to see how you’re responding.” He brought the fingers out and wiped them on her rear and she could feel the wetness from her juices on her ass cheek. “Ahhh…seems like someone is pretty excited.”
Jenni giggled; she loved the resulting warmth of her ass, and how much the spanking had already turned her on.
After a few more minutes Charles began spanking much harder. Now every blow did sting and even hurt but each blow also sent another current of intense sensation though Jenni. He would now pause a good fifteen to thirty seconds between blows. Charles had also reached down underneath her with his other hand to slide two fingers into her pussy.
Now each hard slap was followed by fingers moving in and out of her wet cunt. Jenni was really squirming now on Charles’s lap and she could feel he was hard now. She wanted more and was surprised to find out she really liked being spanked, at least the way Charles was doing it…but, she also wondered how much more she could take. Her ass now felt like it was on fire.
She was drawn out of her distraction with an unexpected question, “Have you ever been fucked in the ass, Jenni?”
Uh oh, she thought, “No, one guy tried it but it hurt too much to even get it in all the way. I never tried again; I think I’m too small, especially for your big cock.”
“Well, thanks for the compliment, but when done correctly you will be surprised how much you’ll be able to take. You trust me don’t you?”
“Of course,” she meant it, but was now feeling more than a bit nervous.
Charles resumed spanking her ass but now it was slightly softer and a little faster, it made Jenni’s ass really feel fiery and tingly at the same time. Suddenly she felt a slick finger at her anus and realized the small plastic bottle Charles had brought out was lube.
Charles stopped the spanking to bring his left hand down to her pussy while the middle finger of his right hand was poised at her anus. He slid two fingers in her pussy, moving in and out and around until he heard her start to moan.
He then slid the tip of his finger into her ass and moved it around gently, causing Jenni to squirm a bit before settling back down. “Relax, baby—just breathe deeply and relax,” he said quietly but firmly.
Charles continued to play with her pussy and slid his finger in her ass up to the first knuckle and then started to slowly move it in and out. It felt unusual to Jenni but did not hurt at all.
Charles was now moving his fingers in and out of her pussy faster and he pushed the middle finger on his other hand all the way in her ass and started to move his fingers in and out of both her pussy and ass at the same speed.
Jenni’s head was already spinning when she felt a second lubed finger moving into her ass. Again she was surprised it did not hurt, it felt tight but also felt good. And now she was really shocked to feel a third finger slide into her ass, stretching it out even more, and still it felt good, exciting even.
With fingers pumping her pussy and ass it only took a couple of minutes before Jenni climaxed hard, panting in shallow, quick breaths. Charles immediately moved Jenni off his lap and onto the floor. He commanded her to get on all fours and then moved behind her as she felt two fingers slip back in her ass. She was surprised that now the fingers in her ass felt good. She heard the zipper on Charles pants being lowered.
“You will feel pressure when I enter you but it will not hurt. Again, relax and breathe deeply.”
Charles removed his fingers and she felt the head of his cock poised at her opening, and she could tell that Charles had applied lube to his shaft even though his fingers had already made her hole slick.
She tensed involuntarily and Charles spoke softly “Take a deep breath, baby.”
As she took a slow breath he pushed into her. It felt funny, like her ass was really full and perhaps a bit uncomfortable, but it was definitely not hurting.
Charles pulled out and then slowly back in, giving her plenty of time to adjust to the cock rammed in her. After a couple of minutes Charles was steadily moving in and out, fucking her ass. And yet again Jenni was surprised, because she would never have believed how good this felt. She was actually pushing back, wanting to experience the cock in her ass even more.
My ass is being fucked and it feels wonderful. So good in fact, she felt a climax building. To her astonishment she was going to come just from being fucked in the ass! She started bucking into Charles even harder and soon she was rewarded with a huge orgasm making her feel lightheaded and excited.
Jenni felt like she was flying and she cried out to Charles in pleasure, “Please fuck my ass hard!”
Charles loved hearing her cries for more and responded by grabbing her hips so he could hold on and really pound her ass. Her ass was being fucked hard and she loved it and soon had a second mind blowi
ng orgasm. A few minutes later she heard Charles groan, letting her know he was on the verge of coming.
“Come in my ass, Charles, you are the first to fill my ass!” Her words had the desired effect and Charles groaned and came in her formerly virginal ass. They collapsed together as his cock slipped out of her ass and he held Jenni while she returned slowly to earth.
The last couple of weeks had been like nothing she could have ever imagined. The whirlwind sexual adventures and new experiences swirled around in her head. Of course, she also loved just being with Charles, but the amazing sex was a huge bonus.
But now a new fear crept into her mind, what if she was feeling more than he was? She knew she wasn’t just falling for Charles; she had already fallen for him. She was in love with this man, more in love than she had ever been.
But what if he did not feel the same? He was so experienced, such a good lover and even more he was an experienced dominant. He called her his girlfriend but what did that mean exactly?
As if reading her thoughts, Charles turned her to him and looked in her eyes, “I think I’m falling in love with you, Jenni Ryan.”
“The feeling is very, very mutual, Charles Connelly,” she softly smiled back at him, all her fears vanishing in an instant.
Chapter Twelve
After the amazing weekend with Charles, Jenni was having a bit of trouble concentrating at work on Monday. Her ass was still tender from the spanking and fucking it had received a few hours earlier and when she sat it was a constant reminder of the pleasures she had experienced. Nobody here knows how kinky I’ve become, she thought, smiling to herself. It blew her mind that she wanted to be fucked in the ass again.
The night before, after the ass play, they had moved to the bedroom and made love tenderly for a couple of hours, falling asleep as usual in each others arms. In the morning they both had to get ready for work so there was no time to discuss all that had happened or finish the discussion she had started in the car on the way to the winery.
Jenni knew Charles had a meeting after work on Monday, and she welcomed a rest to gather her thoughts. On Tuesday Charles called and asked if she were free after work. She had told him she was and they had arranged to meet at an upscale bar near Jenni’s office. When Jenni got there Charles was already at a table in a quiet corner and had ordered a bottle of wine. She gave him a kiss and he poured her a glass as she sat down.
“We’ve a lot to discuss, my love,” Charles said with a smile.
“I guess so,” she smiled back, warmly.
“Let’s start with how are you doing, how are you feeling about what we did on Friday night and Sunday?”
“I’m surprised to say that I’ve loved it all,” she replied without hesitation. “I would not have believed I would enjoy being spanked like that or fucked in the ass but it was great. I was shocked to actually orgasm just from anal sex! And Friday night was even better,” Jenni replied. “You told me what we did Friday would qualify as a scene. I’m assuming Sunday night would also be a called scene?
“That’s right,” he acknowledged.
“So what makes something a scene, or is everything a scene?”
“No, not everything, Sunday’s events were a scene because you were submitting to my desires and basically surrendered yourself to me again. And because spanking is part of BDSM play.
“Later when we were in bed and making love to each other, which I loved, it wasn’t a scene—that was just you and me as two lovers. I guess you could say a scene is any time we have agreed to act something out which is an exchange of power or any time I’m in control of you sexually and you are submitting to that control,” he explained.
Jenni paused; she knew the next questions would lead to the heart of the matter. “We were talking about the different levels of submission when we were driving to the winery. What level are we at?”
Charles paused, Jenni could sense that he too knew this was the important part of their discussion and was thinking before replying. “I would say we have definitely gone beyond just bedroom play but we’re not yet at a full dominant/submissive relationship.”
“And is that what you want?” she asked with a little trepidation.
“That is the million dollar question. It’s not only a matter of what I want but what we want. We’re in this together and it will be what we both want and agree to.”
He continued, “I will tell you for the past few years I’ve only been involved in dominant/submissive relationships. However, I didn’t have a strong emotional connection with any of the women who were my submissives; I cared about them but our primary bond was the D/s relationship.
“When I was in my early twenties I was in love and engaged to be married but the sex wasn’t very good and she left me, though sex wasn’t the only reason she left.”
Jenni was stunned to think any woman would not be satisfied by Charles and reached her hand out to his. She realized they had never discussed their past relationships, she had never told him about Kurt. He took her hand and resumed talking.
“You’re the first person I’ve been with that I believe I can have both a real emotional connection, a love relationship, and also at the same time be in a BDSM relationship. I also want to be clear I really meant it when I said you were my girlfriend and I’m in love with you. Our relationship is number one and I only want to add the BDSM aspect to make it even better. If we don’t go any further than we already have I can be very happy.”
“But you would like more?” Jenni inquired softly. “I guess I’m still not clear on what that would involve. I have never considered myself a submissive person, quite the opposite in fact,” she added.
“You’re not a submissive person at all. You’re a very strong woman; intelligent and accomplished. That is why you submitting to me is so special. It truly is a gift and one I treasure.”
Jenni was very glad to hear the way Charles explained it. It was important that he truly valued who she was.
“There are women,” he continued, “and men, who are submissive because they feel weak and are damaged psychologically. They do not feel worthy and seek out others to reinforce that view of themselves. And unfortunately there are male and female dominants who will take advantage of damaged people to make themselves feel superior.”
Jenni was sad to hear that but not surprised; she had seen women friends of hers not in the BDSM world who had allowed themselves to be treated poorly by their partners.
“These pretend doms need to feel dominant because of their own lack of self esteem,” Charles went on. “These damaged types, both the men and women, are easily spotted in the BDSM community and have nothing to do with real BDSM, which is always between two consenting adults who are psychologically healthy. There is also a popular version in literature of dominance and submission where the submissive woman has been waiting for a man to tame her or to open her up to her real sexuality, which has been hidden. A lot of times they are even virgins, like that ridiculous novel that has become so famous. Now some of that aspect does happen, for example I believe I’ve opened you up more sexually in the past couple of weeks.”
Jenni smiled. “I wouldn’t argue with that assessment,”
“But you were already a very powerful sexual woman and your sexuality was not hidden, you just needed the right partner to show you how much more there was.”
“And you have shown me a lot,” Jenni said sincerely, she was glad he was again valuing who she already was.
“I’m truly happy you feel that way. True submissives are strong and healthy women who enjoy sex. The D/s play allows them to open even more sexually.”
“There are also women who are perfectly healthy psychologically who are just very giving by nature, they love to do things for other people all the time and that even translates into their sex lives. But you don’t need to have that type of personality to be sexually submissive to someone.” Jenni was glad to hear that because that was not her.
Jenni reflected on what Charles w
as telling her. “So what I’m hearing is that being submissive definitely doesn’t mean I’m somebody’s door mat.”
“Not at all, it really is a sign of strength. Only someone strong and confident can surrender themselves freely. What we are doing is playing with the energy of power in a sexual relationship. Are you familiar with the concept of yin and yang?”
“Sure it’s the idea of opposite sides of something, or opposites that attract,” she responded.
“Exactly and that is what this is about. You can think of it as a battery with two poles. I have the active, assertive, yang energy and you have the attractive, receptive, yin energy and we’re playing with pushing those two poles to the edge to charge our sexual energy to the extreme and increase our sexual pleasure,” he said, eyes twinkling.
“Well, I’m in favor of sexual pleasure.” She giggled softly. “And I take it you would like me to call you ‘master’?”
“I would enjoy it, but only if you enjoy it also.”
“So what would be different than what we have already been doing?” she inquired.
“We would build on what has happened,” he explained. “You said you enjoyed it when I tied you up, when I spanked you, when I took you in the ass, and when I fucked you in public? Would you like to do all of those things again?”
“I think you know the answer,” she replied with a sly grin.
“So if you were to become my submissive we would do all of those things and add on to it. We would negotiate exactly what your limits were and those things I wanted to do or not do.
“As my submissive you would give your sexuality and your body to me. They are a gift from you and I can then use your gift to maximize pleasure for both of us. For example, I’ve introduced you to spanking and to being tied up. I would also like to tie you up and have you experience more intense sensation play, like whipping, I’m sure you’ll find it rewarding.
“I would like to display you and play with you in public at BDSM parties. Another example is when I requested you not wear panties on Sunday. If you were my submissive I would have ordered you to not wear panties, no questions asked.
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