Luke was listening attentively.
“Real BDSM is about power. It’s about the exchange of power between two partners. We play with that, that give and take. But it’s all build on a foundation of trust, respect, and open communication.”
Luke nodded slowly. “Come to think of it, I didn’t have any of that with my ex…”
Anger swelled within me, thinking about what had happened to Luke. But I pushed the thought away to deal with another time.
“So you trust me, right?” I asked.
“Yes, of course,” he nodded. “I trust you more than anyone I’ve ever known.”
Good. I trust you too. I trust you to tell me if something is too much, or if it’s hurting for real. If you want me to slow down a bit and you’re getting a little nervous, say ‘yellow.’ If you want me to stop, say ‘red.’
“Yellow, red. Easy enough,” he said, crossing his legs and turning to face me.
The way he was listening so attentively, so open to doing things the right way, was making me hard right away. I felt a bubbling desire for him deep in my gut.
“Okay, so now that you know that, I’m going to tell you the most overlooked rule among those that claim they’re into BDSM. And that is, the power is always completely with the sub, got it? That means that you have the power at all times. You can tell me to slow down, or stop, or whatever. Everything else is just an illusion, okay?”
He nodded; it was clear his mind was far away.
I wondered if he was thinking of the times he’d felt helpless and out of control as a sub, and I felt a wrenching in my gut.
“Okay, what next?” he finally said.
“Next I need to know your hard limits,” I said. “There will be pain, but I want to give you a good kind of pain. I want to make you beg for more. But we can’t do that if you don’t like it in the first place.”
“I like pain,” he said a little too quickly.
“That’s good to know,” I said with a smile. “What kind of pain tolerance do you have?”
“High,” he said, his eyes fixated on a point above my shoulder. “I can tolerate a lot.”
“Okay, so what are your hard limits?” I asked. “I remember you told me that you didn’t like being choked.”
He shook his head. “No, I don’t. That’s a hard limit for me. Also, the cage stuff. I just… I never want to deal with that again.”
“Noted,” I said.
“I don’t like doing anything with multiple partners, or… what did he call it once?” he brought his finger to his mouth for a moment, thinking. “Scat.”
I chuckled. “You don’t have to worry about any of that kind of stuff with me,” I said gently.
He looked relieved. “So… what can I expect? I feel like I’m a complete newbie here.”
“That’s okay,” I said. “Do you like being tied up?”
“Yes, very much,” he said, excitement shining in his eyes.
“Okay, have you ever been suspended?” I asked.
“No!” he said excitedly, his eyes flickering up to the apparatus hanging above the bed.
“I’m guessing that means you want to,” I said with a smirk.
“I can’t wait,” Luke said with a wicked gleam in his eye.
“Easy there, we’re still going over the basics,” I said, tantalizing him.
He pouted, and I thought my cock was going to explode out of my jeans. Teach him a lesson about giving me attitude…
Mentally, I willed myself to calm down.
“Are you okay with butt plugs? How about dildos? Nipple clamps?”
“Yes, yes, and yes,” he said, almost proudly. “Wait, what size of butt plug are we talking here?”
“We’ll start small, like the size of my pinky finger.”
I held it out so he could gauge the size of it.
His eyes narrowed. “I can take more than that.”
“We’ll size you up then,” I said with a chuckle. “I have some soft rope and a blindfold that I was thinking of using tonight, as a good way to get started in this.”
“I’m good with those, and I trust you,” Luke said, his blue eyes keen with lust.
“Great, so… I’m going to help you get prepared for now, then when you’re ready I’m going to leave the room. I’ll wait until you call out ‘green,’ and then I’ll return. Sound good?”
He brightened. I could tell that his former ‘Dom’ didn’t ever let him have any power; not even the power to say when to start and when to stop.
“I’m so ready!” Luke cried out, pressing his face to mine in a kiss.
I gave in for a moment, my heart racing. It was so hard to think when he was like this… all over me like this…
“L-luke…” I said, wiggling away. “We haven’t even started yet!”
His face fell. “Oh? That’s not how we start?”
“Well, for experienced people, they can start just like regular sex starts: With a makeout session. But since you’re pretty much new, I think it’s safer to have an on/off scene going.”
He blinked at me cluelessly.
“I mean… like, if I’m here like this with you, I’m regular Adam. But when I leave the room and you tell me to come back, I’ll be Dom Adam until you say ‘red.’”
“Oh… I get it,” he said. “What if I mess up?”
“The only way you can mess up is if you don’t tell me something is hurting you or making you uncomfortable,” I said. “Now… are you ready?”
Luke nodded with this fierce desire burning in his blue eyes.
I let myself sneak a peek at his bulge, and it was pressing against his pants, hard.
The sight of it made another pulse of desire surge through my cock. I wanted him, and I wanted him bad. Having him on the beach the other day wasn’t enough.
Frankly, I didn’t think I could ever get enough of Luke. But I had to keep my wits about me for this part.
“Take off your clothes,” I commanded.
Luke maintained eye contact with me
