11. Adrian
Wednesday finally arrived and I was anxious to see what she had found at the boutique. There was so much unknown for her, but all would be revealed in due time. Well, mostly all. There were still things I didn’t do with any submissives, and she would be no exception. Karma was more green when it came to the lifestyle, but I felt as if she had answered honestly the other night when I had grilled her about the different types of play, many of which I did on a regular basis. While she had been shocked initially at a few of them, the expressions on her face had given away a lot. Beyond her fear, she was also aroused, and it was the foundation on which I would start building whatever was to become of us.
I had given her a specific time, and again, it was not a standard one. I needed to be sure she could take direction, no matter how odd it might be. Hell, I was odd, and if I decided to keep working with her after tonight, it would become clear to her. Not one to be tardy myself, I actually logged on a few minutes earlier than I usually would. I had to get everything set up. That would include making sure the space around me was as dark as could be. It also meant casting the video chat onto the wide screen television so that I could see every inch of her body.
“And what a body it is,” I said as memories of her rushing past me on the street came flooding back.
Karma had been in a navy blue dress that barely went past her mid-thigh, and as sexy as all that toned flesh of her long legs were, I was more drawn to the innocence that the large white polka-dots provided. It was that glimpse of partial purity that kept my cock hard as visions of breaking her constantly assaulted my waking thoughts.
Once I had everything set up, I took my place on my couch. I hadn’t told her more than what time to arrive and what to wear, so when the dot beside her name lit up, I quickly intercepted her. I had not even thought to look at which of the fellow Dominants had actually invited her to Olympus because it didn’t matter. I had noticed and taken an interest in her, so theirs would have to wait until I was finished with her. We would see if our time ended tonight, or if it would extend out into the future.
EREBUS69: Evening, Karma. I trust that you’re doing well tonight.
Karma _is_a_B: Yes, Sir. And, good evening to you as well.
EREBUS69: Am I to assume that you have followed my instructions?
Karma _is_a_B: I have.
EREBUS69: Very good. I wanted to let you know that tonight will be done via audio, so you can go ahead and turn your camera on. I will turn mine on as well, then we can proceed.
Karma _is_a_B: Yes, Sir.
Her video turned on, and I took a few seconds to do the same with mine. I had already tested the angles from my end, so I knew she would see nothing but my chest during tonight’s lesson. Although the floor-to-ceiling windows illuminated much of my penthouse with the city’s glittering lights, the couch was facing a wall that was darkly painted so the view would do little to distract her.
“I want you to stand up and show me what you’re wearing, Karma.”
My instruction startled her, or maybe it was actually hearing my voice for the first time. Although I had been in America for the last fourteen years, my Greek accent was still strong, and it often distracted a submissive. I thought I might have to repeat myself again, but she got up and moved away from the camera so I could get a view of her entire body. I let out a growl, and didn’t miss the way she nervously shivered in response.
“Good girl, Karma. You’ve pleased me.” She seemed to glow at the words of praise, and I quickly put her out of her awkward misery by adding, “You may take a seat in the chair behind you.”
“Yes, Sir,” she answered, and her soft voice had my cock hardening even more.
Most submissives would start off timidly, but as a scene progressed, those softly whispered words would turn to moans, cries, and eventually screams as I mercilessly ravished their bodies. The ways I would devour this one had kept me awake more than once. In fact, I had even become preoccupied earlier at work during an international meeting. None of the things I had imagined, and there were several that came to mind, would be done tonight, so I pushed them back into the recesses of my sadistic mind.
“You’ve previously mentioned that you’ve done research on BDSM, but there is a lot more to the lifestyle than the sexual gratification. There is much more to it than whips and chains. A submissive needs to have an inherent desire to please her Dominant. So far, you’ve done beautifully with everything that I’ve asked. You arrive on time, and in the attire I set forth. I still need more, though.”
One of her brows arched, and I smirked as her thoughts were etched in the frown lines of her mouth. Karma had no idea what I would ask of her yet, and she was already questioning whether she had forgotten something I had asked. I let out a small chuckle which had her eyes darting to the screen.
“Tonight’s lesson will remove the doubts and questions currently plaguing you. In fact, if done correctly, any thoughts outside of pleasing me will be erased from your head. Are you ready to begin?”
“Y-yes,” she said simply, and I overlooked the lack of title behind it. Her stammering matched the nervousness on her face, and I planned to erase it just as I had promised.
“Lower your lashes and keep your eyes closed, Karma. You’re not to open them again until I give you permission to do so. Tonight, you will offer me your complete submission, and in doing so, you will follow my every instruction. If for some reason you need to stop this lesson, simply tell me to “stop”. It is not a safe word, per se, but nothing I plan to do to you tonight actually requires one.”
Those wide eyes of hers that I liked so much closed, and the action was like a double-edged sword. I needed to see if I could command her with nothing more than my words and presence, albeit a remote one. If not, she wouldn’t be the submissive for me, and I’d have to forget those bee-stung lips and soulful orbs that drew me to her like a moth to a flame.
“Tonight, your only focus is on my words. You’ll not only hear them, but you will feel and surrender to them. You’ve already shown me with your previous actions that you want to please me, so I trust that I haven’t misjudged you or your intentions.”
I could tell that she wanted to respond, but she didn’t. I watched her for a few long seconds, and as they ticked away inside of my head, the slow, labored beats thundered in my ears as they did so. Her tongue darted out once or twice as she wet her lips, and I couldn’t wait to one night feel them wrapped around my cock. First things first, though...
“You strike me as being an independent woman, and as such, it’s likely hard for you to relinquish complete control to anyone, but that will have to change. You will give that, and more, to me. I want to take the incredible weight you shoulder, then remove it from atop them. Release every worry, nagging thought, and any pain you might be feeling. Let their weight slip from your shoulders like the straps of your nightgown. Once they have, lower those straps for me, Karma.”
There was a slight hitch in her voice, but after a few seconds, she straightened her posture, then slowly lowered the straps as I had asked. Her skin looked so soft, and my fingers itched to touch her in some way. She was still nervous judging by her slight tremors, but also aroused as evidenced by the slight blush creeping over her skin, including the area she had just bared to me.
“From this point on, I don’t want you to speak at all. If I ask a question of you, just nod in response. Understood?” She nodded as just instructed. “Good girl. Take a deep breath. Focus just on my voice and don’t be nervous. Let me look at you, really look at you.”
She shivered in response, but remained still.
“I doubt many men look beyond your incredible beauty. They sate themselves of your body, but do they really get beneath the surface?”
She shook her head, and I continued.
“I want to touch you right now, much like those others have. But I want more than that. Like them, I want to taste and to fuck you, but I also want to crawl inside your mind until there is nothing fucking there but me. I want to consume you... to ravish you... and you want it, too. I can tell by the pebbling of your nipples. Lower your gown more and bare them to me.”
She let out a soft murmur, but did pull the top of the lacy garment down, and I drew in my own intake of breath as I stared at her perfect breasts. They were not large like some of the women I scened with, but they were not too small to play with, either. They were the perfect size for me to strike, mark, and clamp.
“Focus,” I urged her to do when I saw her teeth clamp down on her bottom lip. “Every inch of your flesh that I’ve seen is exquisite. I want to see more, but first you need to relax.” When she did, I lowered my voice allowing the European rasp to become even more pronounced. “I want you to imagine that I am there... beside you... and that my words are my mouth.”
She gave me a slight nod. So far, she was doing perfectly, much to my chagrin, or was it relief?
“Imagine me touching you... I would start at your shoulder with soft kisses, before dragging my tongue over your dewy flesh. I wouldn’t be able to just stop there, though. I would have to touch you. I want you to pretend that your hands are mine. Show me how to please you, Karma.”
She covered one breast with one hand, squeezing it firmly as the other moved to her other breast. I watched as her dainty fingers rolled her hard nipples between them. My mouth watered as I imagined encasing one between my teeth and pulling sharply. As if she read my mind, she gave it a hard tug, then dropped her head back as a soft moan escaped those luscious lips.
I had to admit that it had more of a reaction on me than I thought it would. It truly had been a very long time since I’d been with a woman so inexperienced in the ways to please me. I often worked with those seasoned, and jaded, enough to give me the sounds of their pain. She was giving me the sound of her pleasure which pleased me very much.
“Now spread your legs for me,” I instructed, and it required her having to hang each one on the arm of the chair. I wanted to be between them, and I knew one night that I would. She continued to fondle her breasts, and the sounds only intensified.
“Now remove your panties.”
She froze, and I could see the internal struggle within her to open her eyes. After a few seconds, however, she wriggled out of them, then positioned herself as she had been before my latest command.
“I can tell you are self-conscious, but there is no need to be so with me. There will be no part of your body you can hide. I will see, and later touch, every inch of you. You will also have no insecurities. No secrets, worries, fears, or especially doubts when with me. I will remove them from you as easily as I did your panties. My words bind you to me, so stay with me. Revel in knowing that my dick is hard with need for you. Your needs come before my own, though. Understood?”
She nodded in response, continuing to please me with her submissiveness. “Now picture my breath back on your skin, only this time, it is moving much lower. Using one hand only, use two fingers to mimic my touch, then slide it down your belly. Pretend it is my mouth and teeth, as I kiss my way down your body toward the prize I desire most.”
Two long, manicured fingers moved to do my bidding, all while she lightly bit down on her bottom lip.
“I’d move to your thighs, nibbling your sweat-soaked flesh. Spread your legs wider, then pinch the inside of your thighs and work them higher and higher. After biting up one side, then down the other, I would bury my face between your thighs. Are you wet. Karma?”
Her hand moved between her thighs, and I watched as she ran those same two fingers through her slit before holding them up. Just as I had thought, she was aroused. I could see it glistening on her fingers, and my cock twitched behind the waistband of my sweats. A clicking sound then caught my attention, and when she shivered once more, I realized what it was.
“Arch upward and imagine the air conditioner on your flesh right now is my breath. Hold your lips open, then imagine my tongue and teeth on your clit, before going lower. Using just the tips of your fingers, mimic me thrusting my tongue inside to taste you. I bet your essence is addictive as fuck, and that it’ll make me want to spend hours lapping at your sweet pussy. Just know that I won’t. Instead, I’d replace my tongue with my fingers, and...”
When she paused, I cleared my throat. “Do what I say.” Her fingers slipped inside of her, drawing another moan from her.
“As I fuck you with my fingers, I’ll climb back up your body and seize your lips with mine. I love the sound of your cries as I drive you closer to the edge, but I swallow them for a brief moment. After, I’ll bite my way down your neck, across your shoulder, and down to your still hard nipples. Taking one into my mouth, I’ll ravish it before moving on to the other. My fingers will move faster and harder until you’re just about to come, then I’ll remove them.”
She was so close to falling off the edge, and at my last words, I could see the frustration in the tightening of her jaw as she removed her own hand from between her legs. I didn’t say anything as I watched her intently. Karma made a fetching vision with her legs spread over the arms of the chair and her glistening pussy on full display. My gaze moved higher to her breasts, and I grinned.
Damn, I’m going to have fun playing with you.
“I won’t fuck you nearly as tenderly, Karma. Once I get my dick inside of you, I plan to split you wide open. I’ll thrust in fully, then slam into you repeatedly giving you what you need in that moment. My earlier ministrations were a distraction, but the savage way I would now fuck you would break everything weighing you down into pieces. I’d take it away with every damn thrust inside of you.”
Her garbled cry was like music to my ears. The soft innocence in the beginning was now replaced with a woman who needed release. Unable to physically give it to her, I would have do it with my words.
“Touch yourself again. Use your hand to make yourself come.” She dropped it low so fast that it almost made me chuckle. I focused instead on the television in front of me. All I could see and hear was her hand as she worked herself to the edge with a frenzied pace. Her entire body began to tighten until she had stretched herself taut. She was about to come, and as she arched her lower body off of the chair, I spoke once more.
“Open your eyes and come for me.”
They flew open, and moments later, she cried out as she reached orgasm. I wasn’t sure where I wanted to look most, but thankfully because of the grand size of the screen, I was able to watch her ride her hand while staring off into space with glazed orbs. Eventually, her movements stilled, and she fell bonelessly back onto the chair.
“You’ve pleased me very much tonight, Karma. I think I would like to continue working with you, so you’ll hear from me soon. Now, go clean yourself up and get some rest. Our next lesson will push you much more than this one did.” She went to speak, but I added. “Good night.”
And just like that, I disconnected the video connection and closed the chat. I had no sooner shut everything down when I slipped my hand inside of my pants. I fisted my cock, and as I had thought, the tip was already dotted with pre-cum.
My head fell back as my hand began tomove. I hadn’t been able to taste her sweetness, or feel her pussy tighten around me, but there was something to be said about the power of suggestion. This time, I was the one to use my imagination, and it had me coming as quickly, and as hard, as she had for me.