The Enlightenment a Story of Submission.

It was a drizzly and windy night outside. As we dined, I marveled at how the evening was progressing. The conversation in person had been altogether different from what I had imagined and even more different from our online and phone chats. He was indeed witty in a subtle way and had managed to speak to me not in a condescending manner, but as I imagined myself…an intelligent woman. Our table was in a secluded corner of the restaurant overlooking the river. Boats slowly passed … trying to find their marinas as the storm lashed at them. Thru the windows, their lights looked musical as the rain ran down the glass, making them seem to undulate along the river. As the lightning flashed, I looked at his eyes and saw a gentleness and kindness that had first drawn me to him. Seated next to him…he had been very insistent that we sit next to, not facing….I felt a canny comfort emanating from him as more lightning flashed.




Seeing me look at him, he leaned over and whispered in my ear that the lightning made my face and eyes hauntingly beautiful. Leaning closer to me, his lips brushed mine in a seductive way…..enough contact to feel him, yet fleet enough to make my insides cry for more. Our after dinner apertif’s were almost consumed, I was leaning against his side, and the world seemed so distant and unimportant. His arm around me cradled my head and seemed to shield me from all evil and turmoil. As I continued to relax in his arms, his hand idly caressed my cheek, a soft and delicate reminder that I was under his protection tonite. My hand was resting on his thigh and more than once I had moved it a little, inching toward his groin, wondering if he was as excited and in as much turmoil as I. My sister had agreed to follow me and monitor the evening in case I had any doubts about this ” date “, but as the evening had progressed, I had given her a pre-arranged signal that all was ok. After talking to HIM for the last few months, I felt that we would be okay for the balance of the evening.My hand had finally been bold enough to caress his manhood and he seemed to be extremely excited. We had had many chats and I felt that this was going to be a truly romantic and sensual encounter.


Finally, we finished the after dinner drinks and HE suggested we go back to his apartment. He surprised me with a change in plans. Instead of a cab, we were to walk back. The lightning had stopped almost as if by command of the moment, and his umbrella kept us dry. He knew I liked to walk in the rain..the pitter-patter of the drops producing a calming effect on me…..and his apartment was closer than I thought. Seems he had instructed the cab driver to take the long way to the restaurant. Our cab ride had been a bit of an adventure…his hand lightly caressing my thigh and working a few buttons of my dress open. My thighs had never felt such a tittilating touch as his.


Now walking in the rain, snuggled close to him under the umbrella, I felt as if an adventure was beginning. Holding his arm, I noticed a firmness and a bulge….some time devoted to the gym I suppose…but nevertheless…soon to be stroking my body in ways we had only talked and somewhat joked about before. In the cool inky black of the night, I felt as if I was entering another world. Arriving at his apartment, we shed our coats and before I could turn around, his arms were around my waist and his mouth was close to my ear… both kissing and caressing my ear. The suddeness of this act made my knees weak and his arms helped me from collapsing. To be weak kneed from a mere kiss was new to me….was it apprehension….fear…..excitement….a combination …..only the night to be would answer these questions……??? As he continued to hold me around my waist, I turned in his ams and looked in his eyes. Was there a tear in the corner of his eye? His expression was one of pure joy….. His words remain in my ears to this day…that I was more than he had ever hoped for, that the pic I had sent him did not do justice to me, and that his only hope was that I would find the evening-to-come to be what I had hoped for.


While we were both experienced at the D/s scene, our relationship had seemed to progress past the usual online banter of some people and had taken on a more serious aspect. More and more, we found ourselves in a private room, conversing on life, the grand nature of things, and finally feeling a constant tingle at the mere sight of a name in a buddy list. As he held me, I kissed the tear as it flowed down his cheek and whispered my mutual feelings for him. His grip on me tightened and standig up, he swept me from my feet and walked to the kitchen. I found myself sitting on the counter top as he released me and opened the blinds of the room. Wall-to-wall windows!!! The city lights produced a panarama in the room that was like a symphony to my eyes. As I sat there, his hands came to my shoulders and he gently kissed me full on the mouth, lip to lip, tongue caressing my lips. His hands started to unbutton my top buttons and his tongue traced a line to the cleavage of my breasts. As he made love to my neck and chest with his tongue, my hands rested on his shoulders, pulling him to me. My leg slipped between his legs and as I raised it, I felt his stirrings of desire. His excitement was indeed real, for at the restaurant, the size of his manhood had been much smaller.


As he nuzzled me, my dress slipped from my shoulders and I felt so alive. The open windows seemed to tell me that the whole city was watching me in his arms, being the object of his affection, and this made me feel so much more alive and vibrant. It was as if every light in the city was playing on my body, teasing and tantalizing me, watching me….watching me. He finally raised up and asked me if I needed another drink, or would I rather continue as we were. Of course, my answer was a resounding and unequivocal ….. kiss on his lips and a hand on his manhood signalling my desires.


At this point, his demeanor changed ever so slightly…..he straightened up and TOLD me to go to the bedroom, undress to my bra and panties, and lay on the bed, face-up. Walking to the bedroom, I felt a little apprehensive…having expected to make love in the kitchen and not expecting an abrupt halt in our passionate embraces. But in the past few months, I had come to realize that my trust in HIM had never been compromised. He had always been there for me…whether it had been a DOM trying to hurt me or another sub with a jealous bent. My trust was complete…so I did as I was told.


Undressing, I lay on the bed as instructed. My bra and panties were as he had requested…red silk and very scant. My figure was very firm and my breasts still seemed to stand up and not sag. As I was laying there, I then noticed the candles in the room and the open windows. The breeze made the sheers undulate and the candlelight on them was eerie to say the least. I heard the sounds of ice cubes in the kitchen and wondered ………As he entered, I noticed he had also changed to red silk boxers. His manhood was poking thru the front opening….he being excited I assumed by the sight of me lying here open to him. He had a bowl of ice cubes in one hand, and a covered tray in the other. He opened a drawer and pulled out some large brightly colored silk scarves and let me know that they were to be used to bind my hands and feet to the 4 post bed. As he bound my feet, I reached over and stroked his cock as best I could…he seemed to be toying with me…moving in and out of my reach. As I asked him to move closer to me so I could reach it better, he gave me a stern look and told me to behave. Meekly I said Yes Sir and lay back.


Taking first one hand and then the other, he made sure my bonds were tight enough to hold me, but loose enough to be comfortable. The last thing we did before I gave up all sense of freedom and control was to agree on a safe word. This having been done, he gave me the surprise of my life…….Taking another scarf from the drawer, he trailed it along my body, letting it drag down my chest to my groin, to my thighs and legs, finally to my feet. My first thought was a tickling…he knew I was ticklish and could not stand that……but as the scarf lingered at my feet, he spoke softly and passionately to me….. ” My Dear, sometimes our mind may say no to a new feeling or experience although our body can and does crave more…..so to ensure that your experience tonite is complete, I have bound you to the bed. In this manner, I can and will control the degree of your orgasms and….. to also ensure that your body responds to my ministrations……. I will …….HE is rising and walking to the head of the bed, again trailing the scarf along my body…… also blindfold you. Taking my head and raising it, he puts the scarf over my eyes, tying it in place. Now you will have to see with the feelings your body experiences. Your eyes will not be able to warn you or prepare you for the evenings delights.


As the blindfold begins to cover my eyes, my last vision is of his cock, now standing large and stiff from the opening of the boxers. This is exciting him as much as me…..now as I cannot see, my body seems to take on an enhanced feeling…the soft breeze from the windows seems so much more so than before…..the light from the candles seems to be a heat source now…..all seems different and to my surprise…more sensual than before. I am tied…open to him…helpless …..yet my trust in him produces a calm within me that makes me relax and wait for my experience to begin.


My breathing slows, then speeds up….I hear HIS movements around the room…..as HE moves, the wind caresses my body…causing my breath to catch and release in a big sigh…..I feel warm air on my breasts as HE leans over me. HIS tongue caresses the upper slope of my breast and it feels …… warm…..soft…….light, then hard on me. As HIS tongue explores my breast, HIS hand lays on my stomach, small circles as it slowly glides on my stomach. My panties already feel wet and HIS hand starts a new flow from me as it slips to my Venus Mound and presses lightly. HIS mouth starts to nibble one of my nipples thru the thin silk of my bra. So many feelings at once….and yet my body wants more…….I hear a snipping sound and suddenly I feel a cold piece of metal on my skin. As HE nibbles my nipple, HIS teeth pull at the bra tip and seperate it from my nipple. Suddenly I haer a snipping sound and recognize the sound of scissors. HE snips off the tip of my bra, allowing the nipple to poke thru to his mouth. Holding the free nipple in his teeth, HE rolls it with HIS tongue. As HE does this, the other nipple is teased to fullness with HIS fingers and that cup receives the same treatment. Now both nipples are free to HIS ministrations. Teeth, fingers, lips….all combine to make my nipples stand up like little penises.


My pussy seems soaked by this time…I wonder what is next….my body seems to be waking up faster than I had ever imagined it could……..His free hand wanders to my panties and HE feels the moisture escaping from my pussy. My Dear, HE says, if you spill all your love juices too early, I will have a hard time pleasing you. Now be a good girl and control yourself.Or else !!!!!I squeeze my pussy muscles and try to hold my vagina lips closed and tight, but I know I am doomed…..my excitement is too much already……HIS hand pulls at my panties and the snip snip of the scissirs tells me another pair of panties is history. As the cool breeze from the window hits my pussy lips, I shudder. HIS hand slowly traces around them, causing my hips to raise up for more. NO, HE say, in my time I will give you what you want. HIS hand continues to trace around them as HE finishes my nipples.


I feel a soft yet firm presence on my pussy…….and a warm feeling……aha, HIS tongue is kissing my pussy and the warmth is his breath, it feels so good, soft as velvet yet much more firm. As HIS tongue penetrates my pussy, I feel HIS hand ringing my anus. HE had mentioned a new sensation, and so far, this has all been done to me before, whaat could be new ??? My Dear, I have some beads on a wire…….small enough to use on you, but not so large as to hurt you……What will the beads be for……Taking a bead and moistening it with some of my Ladies love juice, I push it against her anus. It slowly enters and she tenses at this intrusion. As the bead slides in, I continue to rim her anus with my fingers…relaxing her sphincter muscle and preparing her for the next bead. And the next….and the next……In all, four beads are in me now and I do feel a sort of pressure in me…..Just as I wonder what else could happen, the beads start to vibrate in me. Oh my….what a delicious feeling this is…..like a slowly vibrating cock, much more delicate and subtle than a dildo.


As my Lady lay, the beads started to vibrate and her struggles against the bonds increased……she was gyrating her hips and moaning much more than I had ever seen her do before. As she lay there, I took an ice cube and allowed some drops of cold water to flow to her pussy hair. The cold was another shock to her warm body and she twisted again against the scarves. The ice cube was now melting in my hand and the drops hit her pussy like small bullets. Leaning over, my mouth and tongue clamped to her pussy and the warm was a total contrast to the cold of the ice cubes. She begged me for no more ice, and I responded by allowing some more to flow to her pussy. As she heaved and struggled against the bonds, I told her to be quiet or I would have to put something in her mouth. She at first was quiet, but then started to demand of me again.


Raising from my pussy, I told her to behave….her response was to moan even louder…….My Master has something for my mouth. I hope it is his cock. I want so to suck him and feel him in me as I feel the beads and his tongue on my pussy….Since my Lady chooses to not obey, I have to quiet her. Raising up from my pussy, I climb up on the bed and allow my cock to dangle just above her mouth. She finally must smell me because her tongue darts out like a snakes, trying to sense my location. Lowering a little, I allow her to graze my cock with her tongue. Raising her head to get more of me causes me to raise also. I intend to make her obey for my cock. She finally becomes quiet…however, her body is shaking and convulsing…..a suitable replacement for the moaning….and I lower myself enough for her to suck on the head of my cock. Her lips close around me and I lower my head again to her pussy, my tongue darting into her tunnel of love. Her body is now shaking with a ferocity I wound not have imagined.


As HE allowed me to suck on HIS cock, I became quiet….although my body continued to heave and buck against the scarves. I have been close to the password, but each time, my body says no….more is needed to satiate it. My mind seems ready to quit, but my pussy and anus want more…….such a delicious feeling in themIt is soon going to be time for My Ladies orgasm…..her body is bucking like a wild filly and pulling at the scarves. My own cock is so hard from her sucking that I will be hard-presed to hold myself much longer. Her moans have increased and her cries of enter me are more insistent now…….I feel My Master untie my legs and I so want to wrap them around his waist. I tell him my desire…rather I ask him to allow me….and his response is silence.


Taking My Ladies feet, I tie them together and raise them to my head. Slipping my head thru them, I keep her legs effectively on my shoulders. Taking my cock, I rub it around her pussy, telling her that it will soon be buried deep in her. Her response is one of slow moans and wiggles. The beads are really making her little buns bounce. Finally, I and she, are ready for a large orgasm. I start to push into her and her response is to push at me. What a warm and tight pussy she has…..my cock fits in like a hand in a velvet glove. Burying myself, I linger at the bottom of the well and ask her if she likes to feel me in her. Her response is a large sigh and a definite yes. Moving in and out, I feel my cock start to grow and grow.


As my master slides in and out of me, my feelings grow in intensity. The lack of sight has intensified my other senses, and everything he has done to me tonite has felt wonderful. Even though my brain has felt overwhelmed a few times, I bit my lip and did not cry out the safe word. My body was in charge of me and it wanted more…and more….and more……As My Ladies orgasm starts to peak, I notice a change in her….she is breathing in unison with my plunges into her and her body is rising to my thrusts…maximizing out contact and pressures on each other. As I sense her peak comiing, I reach for her breasts and squeeze the nipples in my fingers. Her response is to thrust her titties into my hands.


As my Master rolls my nipples in his fingers, I almost shout out the word….HE took me by surprise and the sudden feelings in my nipples was overpowering. The blindfold is truly heightening all my senses…….Feeling My Ladies pussy muscles quivering, I know she is close to an orgasm ……. reaching under her buns, I grab the wire to the beads. As I plunge in and out, I feel the first squeeze of her muscles…..she has told me in chats that she usually has an orgasm after the third squeeze.


As my Master makes such sweet love to me, my pussy contracts on his cock with a force new even to me…..I wonder if he remembers our chat when I told him of my three contractions before orgasm…….The second orgasm starts and My Ladies pussy again squeezes my cock …..such a nice loving feeling…..as she squeezes me, I jiggle the wires to the beads, causing her to jump a little…..My Master just pulled the wires to the beads….what a wonderful feeling that was…….Feeling the third squeeze starting, I start to plunge in quicker and quicker…feeling her love juices mixing with mine as we both have a little pre-cum…..sliding in and out faster now, her legs tighten around my neck, her moans as she now cries, and we are both covered with a glistening coat of perspiration….as her third squeeze peaks, I pull the beads out one at a time…as they plop out, her pelvis jumps at me ferociously and my cock is squeezed as never before.


My Master has surprised even me…for as the beads pop out, I have a delicious urge to pump my pelvis at him. As My Ladies orgasm peaks, and as the beads pop out, our juices spurt out into each other and we slide on each other in a cum soaked delirium…. love all around us. As we continue to slide on each other, I mouth soft words in her ear…I Love You My Dear……………….My Master has spoken the words I have waited long and lovingly for. True HE has said them before, but over a phone or a chat room. In person, as HE makes love to me, means so much more to me………As My Lady slowly winds down, I untie her feet and lower them to the bed. As I again open them wide, she thinks I will bind them again, but not so……As I lay here panting and struggling to calm myself, My Master surprises me.


He very gently leans over my love tunnel and starts to lick me clean and dry. Such attention only serves to excite me and I feel a second small orgasm start to build in me. Closing my knees around his head, I gently squeeze his head closer to my core. As he licks, I close my eyes and travel thru time to our first meeting on the net. He seemed shy and very gentle then and I wondered if he would be firm enough with me. But my expectations have been far exceeded ………..and my second orgasm rolls thru me signalling the end of a rather unique and surprising loving.Untying My Ladies hands and removing the blindfold, I receive a deep and passionate kiss. I lay beside her and take her into my arms. Her breathing seems faster than what I expected. Perhaps her body shaking was another orgasm. My tongue bath was meant to relax her, but maybe…….We awake to a bright sun, birds singing, and seemingly…no cares in the world outside of ourselves.

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