Learning to Submit

by Jessica Swift

  I am up for anything at all, even things that you may not have listed on your profile. Please, consider molding me into your idea of the perfect submissive and I will give you my all, doing my very best not to let you down and please you in every way you desire.

  Yours for the Training, Harley

  Hadley read and re-read the letter five times. She was all of a sudden very nervous about sending it, but when it looked as if she were going to back out, Roni pushed her sideways on the couch, knocking her over and hitting the send button herself.

  Hadley looked at her wide eyed. “How dare you do that? Remember, I’m the one who has to get together with this … freak! What if he turns out to be some sort of serial killer?” she asked, furious that he friend stepped over the line.

  “Look, the letter is worded perfectly. If it makes you feel better, do a background search on him. As long as he’s using his real name you should find anything you want to. Besides, you chicken out of things too much. That’s why you have me; to throw caution to the wind for you!” Roni said, whining at the end.

  Hadley knew her friend was right and just let he subject drop. She could never win an argument with Roni anyway. Taking her advice once again, she typed in Nate Blue. To her amazement, he did come up in the Google search.

  However, of all the links on the entire first search page, none of them were for background checks. Every one of them was about owner of a successful president of a publishing company that was worth billions.

  Both women’s jaws hit the floor. This man with twisted sexual desires as one of the most powerful people in the publishing game and she had contacted him about his sexual proclivities! Now she was super excited!

  This felt like fate. She was a writer and he was a publisher. She was writing a book on BDSM and he was a Dom! Could this be any more perfect? She would soon find out when she got an answer back from him just half an hour after Roni hit the send button on her own message.

  She was glad that Roni had cut out early. She wanted to be alone when she read Nate’s reply. Roni would just make snarky, immature comments. She loved her best friend but when it came to acting like a serious adult, she had a great deal to learn!

  Dear Hadley,

  I have to be honest with you. When I first saw that I had a message from you, your photo was the first glimpse I had into the woman inside. You are absolutely lovely and even though I would have read your message no matter what the photo showed me, I must admit that after seeing what you looked like, I was extremely excited to open the message and see what you had to say.

  I see from your profile that you are young. 20 is the same age as I was when I became a dom. Now that I am 32 I have perfected my art form. (wink emoticon). What that means is that you are correct in thinking I would be able to teach you a great deal.

  When I read that you were a virgin to this lifestyle and that I could mold you, so many wonderful and exciting things came to my mind. You would be the first submissive that never experienced the lifestyle to any degree and THAT is very intriguing.

  From what I have learned of you, though your message and by studying your profile, I have decided that I have to meet you; not want to, but HAVE to.

  I simply have the feeling that you and I would make a perfect team and I picture you as if you were a soft and warm lump of clay that I can form into the best sub. I have ever had the pleasure of working and playing with.

  If you feel the same way, please call me at your earliest convenience. I am very much looking forward to hearing from you directly.

  Yours, Nate Blue

  516-938-3958

  Please feel free to call anytime of the day or night. I tend to keep unusual hours so you should be able to reach me no matter if it is 3 in the afternoon or 3 in the morning.

  Even if someone was there to talk to, Hadley still would have been speechless. She never expected such a fast reply. And not only a reply, a request for a meeting!

  For the rest of the night she would be staying up figuring out just how she was supposed to act, making up a good back story, and wondering exactly what would happen during their first meeting. But first she had to call his number and set something up.

  She dialed his number with shaky fingers. It rang only three times before he picked up.

  “Nate here,” he said in way of an answer.

  “This is Hadley. We exchanged messages on the website earlier?” she reminded him, as if he wouldn’t recall.

  “Yes, Hadley,” he said sounding very pleased to hear from her. “I have to tell you that I’m surprised you called so quickly. Actually, I wasn’t completely certain I would hear back from you at all, this being your first contact with my world,” he confessed to her.

  “Well, as I said in my message, I really feel as if this is a life I would fit into very well. And you do seem like the perfect man to teach me the ropes in a matter of speaking,” she told him.

  “You are right about that, my dear. Shall we make a date?” he asked her.

  “Alright. When do you suggest?” she asked.

  “How do you feel about tomorrow at 6? We could meet at club paradise for dinner and then go back to my place,” he suggested.

  “That sounds fine to me, Nate. I’ll be looking forward to it,” she added.

  “Oh, and just one thing, Hadley. This will be your first time with the likes me of me so I would like to make a request – just to see how serious you are and how well you follow strict instructions without questioning them,” he said in a serious voice.

  This made Hadley extremely nervous and she figured it was best to let that show in her voice to make things more believable. “What is it?”

  “Do you have a little black dress like most women do?” he asked her.

  “Yes, of course. Several of them actually,” she said with a laugh.

  “Choose the shortest and tightest one that you have and wear it,” he said.

  “Well that’s not bad,” she said with relief flooding her voice.

  “You didn’t allow me to finish, Hadley. That is all I want you to wear. The black dress with no underwear. A bra is okay, and of course shoes-the tallest heels that you have in fact. Is this agreeable?” he finished up.

  She paused for a moment, just the thought of it embarrassing her. But in the end she knew she had to get what she wanted.

  “Yes, Nate. Shall I meet you there than?”

  “No. I will sent my limo and already be there when you arrive. Just tell them that Mr. Blue is expecting you.” And with that he hung up, no good bye or good night, just a dial tone. Now she was extremely nervous and borderline frightened. She had to take a sleeping pill to get some rest that night.

  Hadley stood in front of the full length mirror in her bedroom, examining herself. The dress she was wearing was something that she hadn’t put on since she sneaked out of her parents’ house when she was 16 to use her fake idea at a local dance club.

  Now four years later it was tighter in several places and since she hit that one last growth spurt, it was also a lot shorter than she remembered. No matter, it was perfect because this was obviously what Nate wanted to see her in.

  Thinking of the evening ahead of her made her break out into a cold sweat. She only hoped that this first meeting would be just that – a meeting. If he wanted to give her a test drive she would have to break her cover.

  Taking a deep breath, she went to her front door to wait for the limo he was sending for her. It felt strange moving around in such a short dress without even a thong on. And trying to walk in 6 inch heels? Nearly impossible! She was glad when the limo arrived. At least she would get to sit down for a bit.

  It took a total of 15 minutes to arrive at their meeting place. She wished the ride would have lasted longer so she had more time to prepare. Hell, no amount of time would have been sufficient anyhow so she took at calming breath to steady herself and stepped out of the limo when the driver opened the door.

  The place he took her too was very fancy. She ha
d driven by it before and always pictured the cream of the crop elite being inside, drinking, laughing and comparing back accounts. Now she would be invited into the fantasy world – the playground of the rich. Even though she was nervous, the thought of this excited her.

  She entered the building and found that it was almost exactly was she picture it would be. As she approached the host, she told him that Mr. Blue was expecting her. With a kind smile, he led her to the table.

  As they walked through the large, beautiful room, she found herself scanning each table for her “date” but couldn’t spot him. Just as she was about to ask the host where he was, he led her though a curtain to another room.

  The gold plaque on the wall said VIP. Inside this room was even fancier then the main hall. Now she was super impressed and she saw him right away.

  He was sitting at a table that was a few steps above the rest as if he was royalty and he was smoking fucking hot. She felt her nerves jump in every – EVERY area of her body as she got closer to him.

  “Your date has arrived, Mr. Blue,” the host told him with a slight bow at the waist.

  “Thank you Silas,” he said as he subtly handed him a tip in an amount that she couldn’t see. “Well, Hadley. I am so pleased to meet you,” he said with a smile, rising up to pull her chair out for her. “That will be all Silas,” he said dismissing the “help”.

  “I’m glad to meet you too. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t nervous though,” she said shyly. He simply stared at her with a neutral look before reaching his hand under the table and placing it high up on her leg, making her flinch.

  “I have to check if you followed my instructions,” he told her as he slowly ran his hand upwards. With all the details she had gone over in her mind, she never considered that he would want to check if she had did what he said. But of course he would! This was a submissive interview for god’s sake!

  Instead of blurting out the truth of why she was there, she returned his serious gaze and allowed him to move his hand where he wanted to, holding completely still.

  Once he got to the hem of her dress, he paused for a moment before going under it and feeling for the forbidden panties. When he found none he smiled like a teacher that was giving a student props for giving a right answer.

  “Very good,” he complimented her, not removing his hand. Instead he rubbed it over her pussy, found her already wet hole and inserted one finger inside of her. She thought she would die when he made the come here motion with his skilled finger.

  “Shhh,” he told her, more of an order than a request. “Don’t make a sound and keep a straight face, here comes the waiter.” She figured he would remove his finger when the waiter approached but he didn’t. He was so obviously testing her.

  “We’d both like the filet with scalloped potatoes and asparagus drizzled with extra virgin olive oil,” he told him before he could ask what they would like. Hadley guessed this was part of his need for control and said nothing as she smiled up at the waiter who had no clue what was happening below the table.

  “So,” Nate said, still probing her with his finger and inserting a second one. “How do you like the place? It’s the most exclusive spot in the area.”

  “It’s lovely,” she said as she tried to control herself. She so badly wanted to move her hips but knew that would not go over well with Nate so she stayed as still as possible.

  “I can already tell you are perfect. Most definitely the one I’ve been looking for. But, there is one more test and we will do it now,” he told her. “You will cum for me. Right here. Right now.”

  She wore a look of surprise but felt the stirring between her legs. “If you want this to work, you’ll do as I say,” he said seriously. She closed her eyes to better focus on the feeling.

  “No, no. Open your eyes and look right into mine,” he ordered her. She never kept her eyes open during any sort of sex but was compelled to do so now.

  His fingers moved faster, two inside of her and one rubbing her slippery clit. “Now,” he told her harshly. She never imagined she could cum on demand but yet there she was, her pussy clenching his fingers and he mind stifling the moans that wanted to escape her lips.

  Nate watched her with a mixture of pleasure and impressiveness. When it looked as if she were going to open her mouth to moan, he put one finger to his lips, letting her know to keep quiet. She did.

  Once her pussy stopped quivering and her legs stopped shaking, he removed his fingers, brought them to his lips and sucked them with a look of relish and pure pleasure on his face.

  “You did so very well. Much better than I have ever thought from a newbie. I’m more than impressed, I’m stunned. You will be the very best submissive I have ever had the pleasure of being involved with. That is, if you are agreeable to the situation,” he added.

  Even though this was as far from her plan as she ever imagined, she had actually found something aside from her work that made her happy. So, surprising herself, he agreed to the relationship. However, she still needed to tell him at least part of the truth.

  “Before I commit to this, I have to tell you something. I’m a writer. My publisher wants a book about BDSM. I will submit to your will in every way you could possibly ask for, and all I ask of you is that I am allowed to write the book,” she told him as she held her breath waiting for his answer.

  “This book, will it include me?” he asked, eyebrows raised.

  “No,” she began. “What it will be about is the lifestyle of those who are into BDSM. Our private experiences will be shared with nobody unless you say otherwise. I plan to make it a non-fiction book that teaches people about the ins and outs of the lifestyle. No more, no less.”

  He appeared to consider her words for a moment before slowly nodding his head. “I don’t see any problems with that. My only condition is that you allow me to read everything before it goes to you publisher. Think of me as your manager/editor,” he suggested.

  “I can most definitely live with that,” she told him. From that moment on she knew that her life would be forever changed and that it would be much better than she ever imagined it could be.

  PART TWO

  Hadley,

  How’s the book coming along? Please bring it with you tonight so I can go over what you have so far. I look forward to our lessons this evening. No special instructions, just cum as you are.

  Nate

  It had been a week since their first “date” and she had patiently waited for him to contact her. Now she was so keyed up that she could barely concentrate on her research!

  So far she had gotten the introduction done and developed a tentative outline for the entire project. After all, most of the information she would be using would come from her relationship with Nate.

  Shutting her laptop, she went to take a shower. Nate’s car would be there to pick her up at 8 and she wanted to take her time getting ready so she would be perfect for him.

  Nate paced impatiently as he waited for Hadley’s arrival. She wasn’t late but still, he always felt jumpy when breaking in a new sub. Somehow though, he had the feeling that all would work out just fine.

  Hadley seemed to have all the right qualities necessary for successful teaching and that was truly a rare find for someone like him. This made him ever more anxious about her. Was it too good to be true?

  Well he would soon find out. She had just arrived.

  Hadley waited nervously for the driver to come open her door. When he did and she stepped out, she was even more nervous to see Nate waiting for her at the front door. God he’s hot, she thought to herself for the millionth time.

  The walk up to the door felt like a mile at least and he greeted her with a businesslike confidence.

  “Nice to see you again, Hadley. Please, come in,” he said. She wondered if he would always be this cool and even in their interactions outside of sex. Leading her into the dining room, he pulled her seat out. Apparently chivalry was not dead.

  “I hope you’re hungry
. I had my chef prepare my favorite meal. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do,” he told her. Then, as if on cue, his chef appeared with a cart containing their dinner.

  Hadley followed Nate’s lead, waiting silently as they were served. She could tell that the silence was due to him not wanting any aspect of his social life being discussed in front of his help.

  Hadley took in the lovely aromas that were floating in the air. He certainly did have a taste for the finer things in life. His favorite dinner consisted of things she didn’t even have names for!

  “It looks and smells heavenly but you’re going to have tell me just what I’m about to eat,” she said jokingly.

  “I thought I may have to,” he chuckled. “This is just something you will have to get used to I’m afraid. I never do things half way. What you are about to feast on are scallops in champagne cream sauce with black truffles set atop a bed of fettuccini cooked to perfection.”

  “Wow. Well, it looks amazing,” she told him, unsure of how else to respond.

  He raised his glass towards her, inviting her to do the same. “To what I hope is the beginning of a long and mutually satisfying relationship,” he offered – a toast which she happily accepted.

  “Oh my god this is fantastic!” she said after the first mouthful. “You have nothing to worry about. THIS I can get used to for sure!”

  “I am so glad you approve,” he said with a small smile. If you wanted to get anything from him you wouldn’t get it in his smile. No, the eyes were where his thoughts set up shop, and what fabulous eyes they were.

  “I brought you a stick with the intro to my book and some other information that you may be able to help me with,” she said, trying to sound formal and businesslike as he did from the start.

  Nate simply held up one hand, stopping her before she could go on. “Rule number one for dining with me. Meals are for eating, enjoying, relaxing. Business waits until the dishes are clear and we leave the table. I hope you are agreeable with that?” he asked, eyebrows raised.