Valerie Burbon is a top ad executive who regularly puts in 60 hour weeks and relaxes her tensions by a really good weekend fuck. This weekend, she encounters Charles Vanquil, who introduces her to the sensuous and frightening world of domination and submission. Soon, she is descending deeper and deeper into this lifestyle, finding her submissive nature by submitting to Charles and the rest of his submissives. But will this life destroy her, or is the willing submissive, open to total control by a strong Master or Mistress, the person she was meant to be?
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Valerie
By David Weaver
She waited until the waitress had cleared their places and refilled
their drinks before she answered, “Yes. I don’t want to go into
details, but it happens. I’m still not sure how to explain it or why
it works that way. I’ve heard the theories and I’m not conscious of
fitting into any of them. I just know that there have been times when
Rachael has had me in tears because what was happening was so
repulsive to me, yet I was turned on by it and actually reached orgasm
from something repulsive.”
“You were in tears and she did not stop!”
Rachael took over, “Let me see if I can put this into words. When we
play, Giggy chooses to give up a lot of power or control to me,
knowing that I may do unpleasant or painful things. Sometimes I think
she wants me to force her to go beyond her own preset limits.” Giggy
nodded vigorously. “That’s why we have safe words. They allow the
sub and dom to go places they could not go if they relied on only the
external reactions. So she can be bawling and begging me to stop, but
I know, since there was no safe word, that she really wants to be
forced even farther than we’ve gone. It took me a year to totally
trust Giggy’s willingness to use her safe word when it was needed.
Now I trust that implicitly. The only things that I will stop for now
are her safe words, my own limits of comfort and if she passes out.
That happened once. She had gotten the flu and it became systematic
in the middle of the scene. Her stressed body passed out before she
realized what was happening.”
Rachael asked, “Have you been experiencing desires for things you
don’t normally like?”
“Yes.” Valerie hesitated to tell the couple just what that was for
fear of offending them.
“Was it to be forced into lesbian sex?”
Embarrassment and shock covered her face. She avoided answering for
a few minutes by getting out her card and signaling that she was ready
to pay. Once they were alone again, she answered, “Yes. I’m really
sorry.”
Rachael reached over and took her hand, “You have nothing to be sorry
about. We’ve talked enough to know you’re not repulsed by us. That
you aren’t thrilled with our version of sex isn’t an insult, it just
is. Both of us are repulsed by the idea of sex with a guy. Does that
insult you?”
By now, Val was crying softly, “No. I just don’t want to hurt you
two. You’re such nice people who are helping me through something
hard.”
Giggy reached over as well, “I’d like to think we’re nice people too.
So are you. It speaks volumes that you were so concerned about
hurting our feelings. I think we could become close friends if we
kept in touch.”
“Yeah. Me too. Can I ask some more questions?”
“Fire away.”
“Why pain? I mean, why was pain such a turn on that one time. It
wasn’t ‘fun’ but it was erotic. How can that be?”
Giggy answered, “I think it’s different for different people. For
me, the pain is how I know I’ve given over control. I could NEVER ask
Rachael to hurt me. But by allowing her to do so when she wishes, I
let her know, and me as well, that I have truly given up control to
her. There have been a couple of times when I wasn’t in a place where
I could give up that much and I safe worded at the pain.”
“And I respect that.” Rachael continued, “Each day, our comfort
levels change about everything. Some days I can watch CSI and not get
sick to my stomach. Other days, I know I’ll lose it if I even see one
of their dead bodies. It’s the same with playing. We’re not always
ready and able to go so far as on other days.”
Giggy picked right back up, “That’s why you have to be able to trust
your instincts as well as those of your dom. It’s better to safe word
too early than to let it go too far and get hurt emotionally or
physically. By the way, the emotional hurts take longer to heal.”
Valerie sighed. “I guess the last question is where do I go from
here? I want more. I know that. I’m not sure where to go. Do I go
back to Charles? I’ve done some research on him and while a very
private person, he has a reputation for honesty and integrity in
business. There does not seem to be anything about him and the
lifestyle that I can find on the internet.”
“I’m not surprised by that.” Rachael responded, “While we know that
being into BDSM is not a sign of a depraved mind, the vanilla world
out there still has misconceptions. If you want to know how he plays,
you’ll have to talk to some of those he plays with. If he goes to
clubs, that will be a little easier. If he only plays in private,
then you may have trouble there. A rep for honesty and integrity is a
good start. Must untrustworthy people can’t keep up an honest front
for very long. I should warn you, though, the lifestyle can be
somewhat protective. You’ll have to earn the trust of the club goers
first if you expect them to talk about a prominent member. The
fastest way to do that is to show that you are into the scene. That
would mean playing with someone on site at a club. The only part of
on site play that will be dangerous for you is your noviceness. You
likely don’t have the instincts yet to know when to stop.”
“Oh God! I wouldn’t even know where to start. How do you go to a
club and let someone know you want to play?”
“There are several ways. Rachael and I sometimes go to clubs to pick
up new techniques and ideas. Some of the play is in public as opposed
to in private rooms. You can show up wearing traditional sub
accoutrements with no date. That says you might be looking for a
scene. If you want to be really brazen, there’s one club that allows
subs to auction themselves off for charity. It’s done up like a slave
auction and the winner gets to play with the sub, on site only, unless
agreed to otherwise, for the rest of the night. If you’re looking to
build trust within the community, that would be the fastest way to do
it.”
Rachael was watching Valerie while Giggy talked and noticed that she
had become visibly aroused during the description of the sub auction.
She discreetly motioned for Giggy to keep quiet for a moment as Val
wrestled with her feelings.
And wrestle she did. Valerie could not believe how fast her pussy
responded to the idea of being bid on by who knows how many men for
the right to use her any way they wanted. This was such an incredible
turn on. That arousal warred with the fear. A total stranger!
Anything he wanted! How could she think about such a thing. But it
gnawed at her. She wanted this. She wanted to know what such
submission was like. The more she thought, the more aroused she
became (her toys were going to get a work out tonight). Realizing
that she had made up her mind before Giggy had finished, she asked,
“What club and on what night?”
“The Mephisto club. Slave auction is every fourth Saturday. This
Saturday is the next one. I take it you’re interested?”
“Yes. I’m frightened and aroused by the thought at the same time.
Does that sound weird?”
Giggy laughed, “No, that sounds normal, for a new sub.”
Rachael, more serious, said, “I don’t think you should go there
alone. It can be overwhelming. If someone sees that you are alone
and a novice, they might try to pressure you to leave for the scene.
We don’t want that to happen. Come by the store at 7:00 and we’ll be
getting off and we’ll accompany you there and make sure you get home
afterwards. Take a cab. You will not likely be in a condition to
drive and you don’t now us well enough to accept a ride home from us.
Oh, you’ll want to wear something scandalous under a coat and bring a
change of clothes for the trip home. Finally, it will be much more
intense and fun if you don’t have any sex of any kind between now and
then. A desperate sub is a more responsive sub.” She finished with a
smile.
“I can’t thank you both enough. You’ve been so nice and helpful.
Thank you, thank you. I’ll see you both at 7:00 on Saturday.”
