They both laughed. Eileen shook her head feeling a renewed sense of daring but
keeping her options open. “This girl needs to keep a clear head. Now talk and let’s see if
I want to continue considering your suggested game as a possible venture.”
“Don’t have to. You’re already a player,” Daniel countered. “From what you’ve told
me you’re bored. The men so far in your life are weak dicks. You think BDSM is perverted
and that excites you. There has to be a reason, an excuse for giving in to baser
instincts. Being mastered provides the way. There’s more but how am I doing so far?”
“Let’s say you’re hitting the target,” Eileen squirmed, “but no bull’s-eyes. What’s
next?”
“You’re a teacher,” Daniel smiled in a way that told Eileen he was thinking his
stalking efforts were about to pay off, “we do grades. First Grade is raw uninhibited
sex.”
“And how about Second Grade?” Eileen asked, her clit throbbing in time to her heart
beat.
“Instruction in tight ropes, restrictive ties…helplessness to the tenth degree.”
“Bondage then,” Eileen responded thinking that sounded like OK, safe fun, “and for
Third?”
“A submissive sort of thing,” Daniel answered leaning forward. “You know a
Master-slave twist that explores erotic degradation, humiliation.”
“Oh, that sounds kinky,” Eileen frowned visions of the glistening red erection of
the family Lab sending a burst of nausea into her stomach.
“Making you do something that is revolting to you,” Daniel whispered, his eyes on
fire, “and having you do so with enthusiasm is a real turn on for me.”
“Like what?” Eileen asked her eyes wide with fearful intrigue.
“You are going to tell me of your dislikes and such,” Daniel answered with a
twisted smile, “and I will pick which ones for you to enjoy for me.”
“Boy is that weird,” Eileen nervously smiled, “but as this is fantasy I’m in for
hearing what’s on for Forth grade?”
“Experimentation with corporal stimulation,” Daniel answered with a dream like
look.
“As in…?”
“Sexy spankings…switches,” Daniel answered the look turning to one of confidence,
“to include strapping with a belt.”
“A bottom spanking is OK,” Eileen responded with as much seriousness as she could
muster, “the rest is a no.”
“I assure you that what you now conceive of as limits and tolerances,” Daniel
replied, “will be meaningless as we proceed through the rest of the grades to include
serious pain play and sexually inspired extremes.”
“What’s in store for graduation?” Eileen asked her imagination in fearful
overdrive, heart pounding and a sex beside itself.
“A ritual passage to the edge,” Daniel answered sitting back, “where you accept my
claim on your being, your passions and your body. Something called No Limits.”
“May I drop out of this perverse curriculum at anytime?” Eileen asked her thoughts
and desires in turmoil.
“Yes, right up to giving me No Limits access to your charms and passions,” Daniel
answered with a smile that said the prize she represented had a no return clause. “After
that you’re mine for as long as I desire.”
“This is so obscene,” Eileen moaned lost to a wantonness that was feeling all too
natural, “but it is summer and I’m off for the next several months. And…you know…a little
recreational sex sounds like fun.”
“What does that exactly mean?”
“I’m in for First Grade.”
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