by Redrae Gunn
“So what game are we playing?” Tayen asked.
“We’re just picking up the bricks,” one of boys replied. He laughed at where Tayen had thrown her brick.
“Oh, boring,” Tayen said diving into the pool, retrieving her brick and emerging on the other side. She set her brick on the side of the pool and pulled herself gracefully out of the water. “Can we make it more challenging than that?” she asked, not even close to breathing heavy.
Both the boys dove into the pool and pulled out their bricks. “What do you suggest?” one asked her, and Tayen grinned at them.
“Deeper water and maybe going for two bricks on either side of the pool?” Tayen asked. The teens looked at Tayen and returned the challenge by nodding.
Ten minutes later the boys were no longer smirking. Tayen had kicked their butts.
“What are you doing that I’m not?” one of boys finally asked.
“Belly breathing.”
“What?”
“You guys are filling up your chests. I’m filling my lungs.” When neither responded Tayen asked, “Do either of you know how to survivor float?”
The teens shook their heads, and Tayen motioned them to come to the shallow end of the pool. She took the next twenty minutes instructing both of them on how to survivor float, not get nervous when their body started to dip under the water, and to fill their lungs, not chest breathe. Finally the teens were spent. They thanked Tayen and then looked at the three bricks still at the fifteen-foot section of the pool.
“I’ll get them,” Tayen said as she dove into the pool and less than two minutes later emerged with two bricks cradled in one arm and one in her hand. She pulled herself out of the pool and nodded to the boys. “Belly breathe, and never, ever, ever, panic.” She wasn’t breathing hard at all.
The boys rushed off to the locker room, and Tayen placed the three bricks with the others. She looked at the calm pool and couldn’t help herself. She ran down the diving board and cannonballed into the middle. When she emerged at the side of the pool she pulled her goggles off and looked at another person’s bare feet. She quickly looked up into Caleb’s grinning face.
“Are you done playing with little boys?” Caleb asked.
“Caleb, sir,” Tayen stuttered. “I didn’t…I…” She trailed off.
“Tayen, no.” Caleb pulled Tayen out of the water and to her feet. Caleb placed a hand under her chin, forcing her to look at him. “I’ve been watching you, and you aren’t in any trouble.”
“For a second I thought you were one of those jealous freaks.” Tayen placed a hand on her hammering chest. “I was instructing, not flirting. You have to touch to instruct.”
“I know.” Caleb placed both his hands on her shoulders. “I teach music also. Ever tried to get a singer to use their abdomen to sing? I have to hold my hand on their abdomen and make every breath come from where my hand is placed. You probably did both those boys a favor.”
“How long have you been watching?” Tayen asked, glancing around the room. “Where were you?” Tayen liked being aware of her surroundings, and with Caleb sneaking up on her like this she felt that she had seriously neglected some of her basic survivor skills.
“Since you started boxing the punching bag. On the machines.” Caleb grinned. “You don’t pay much attention to the machines.”
“I will now,” Tayen replied, sighing. She looked at Caleb in his swim trunks. She licked her lips. He was delectable. “Wanna race?”
Caleb raised an eyebrow at her. “Do you ever get tired?”
“When the sun goes down, which makes me not very fun in the winter,” Tayen admitted.
“How about I take you out for dinner,” Caleb suggested. “I want to know your thoughts about where this is going.” He motioned his hand between the two of them.”
“Oh.” Tayen frowned slightly. This could be good or bad. Her expression went blank. She didn’t want to show her disappointment if this was the “let’s be friends” talk. They still had movies to watch, and he was so much fun. She wanted to be his submissive in the bedroom. It was the one thing that David couldn’t give her, and she wanted it badly.
“Nothing bad, just a discussion of expectations.” Caleb smiled at Tayen, and a soft expression returned to her eyes. “I am out of town frequently. So before someone swoops in and steals you I wanted to know your thoughts on exclusivity.”
Caleb watched Tayen closely. Her eyes narrowed, and her pupils dilated slightly. Caleb was pleased with her subtle reaction. He leaned over and kissed her lips gently before she could respond. “Grab your stuff, papoose,” Caleb said. “I have something to give you before dinner.”
When Tayen returned, Caleb was waiting for her with a plain, manila envelope. He handed it to her. Tayen looked up at him a little confused but could see smoldering lust in those green eyes. The envelope had her name scrawled in flawless penmanship on the front. Tayen placed a finger under one edge, and Caleb’s hand closed on hers.
“Wait till you get home,” Caleb replied. “Dinner at eight if that is still acceptable. The instructions are inside.”
Tayen nodded and once outside the door of the gym she sprinted to the elevator. When it didn’t come fast enough she took the stairs. Inside the condo David was mixing drinks and Sean was trying several different concoctions. It was their last night together for a couple weeks. Then Sean would be back one more time to finalize living arrangements, and in less than a month he would start his new life.
Tayen ran up to her room and couldn’t change out of her wet swimsuit. Curiosity regarding the envelope was too much. She was shivering under her towel and opened the envelope. The first page was handwritten in Caleb’s own perfect scroll.
Dearest Tayen,
I usually don’t do this so soon after meeting someone. However, I must be honest and admit that I have never met anyone like you. No, I do not say that to all the women I meet. I have been moved by your honest answers to questions that I have posed and feel we have formed a bond of trust that I would like to grow upon.
That being said, I am a sexual Dominant and you have admitted that you are submissive to David, though not sexually. You have said that David is your best friend, and I hope that you will go to him with any questions that you have about the following typed pages. I am sure that you will have many questions since you have admitted that you have never been sexually submissive in a relationship before. I trust that you will go to David and myself with these questions and we will be able to answer them with the same honesty that you have given to us.
The following is a contract, yes I said contract, which I have drawn up exclusively for a relationship with you because I would like to be the Dominant that helps you explore the submissive side of your sexuality.
Tayen, before you turn the next page I need you to show numbers. All emotions. If it is a seven, eight, nine, or ten, I want you to grab the papers, in order, the envelope, and find David. You are not to read further than this page if you are at a seven or above.
This is me going balls to the wall and hoping you don’t run for the fucking hills.
Forever adoring oranges,
Caleb
Tayen held out her fingers automatically. “Eight,” she said aloud in her room looking at her shaking hands. She gathered the papers and headed downstairs to the kitchen.
Sean looked at David. “Blanket?” Sean asked. David nodded his head. He took the papers from Tayen and pointed her to the floor. She kneeled without hesitation. She held out eight fingers. Her processor wasn’t keeping up with the reeling thoughts in her mind. She flipped her fingers to nine. She wanted this so much, didn’t she? So why was she feeling a little out of control?
“Twenty push-ups, warrior,” David commanded. Tayen immediately started counting them out. She didn’t do knee pushups. When she finished she showed a six, looked at the papers on the counter, and showed seven.
“I can burn them if you want and you’ll never know what was in the contract,” David sai
d. “Would that make you feel better?”
Tayen shook her head. Sean returned with a blanket and a towel. With David’s nod Sean helped Tayen out of her suit and handed her a towel to dry off her body as he wrapped her hair in a towel.
“Then look at the papers and relax,” David said softly. “You are mistaking excitement for fear and apprehension.”
Tayen’s processor finally kicked in. “Excitement?” she asked, her voice squeaked through her chattering teeth.
“There you are.” Sean grinned at Tayen, and she smiled back, wrapping the blanket around her now naked body.
David pointed her to a stool at the island and handed her a drink.
Sean sat next to Tayen and held up a glass. He didn’t clink it with Tayen’s as she downed half of it in two gulps.
“This is your first contract,” Sean said softly. “Take little sips now, Tayen.” He pulled the straw out of her lips and wiped up the juice that fell on the marble island. “You want to know what you’re in for and it’s not as bad as you think. The Dominant is just finding out what you are okay with, what you don’t know about, and what you absolutely will not do.”
Tayen looked at David. David nodded his head. “May I?” David asked, looking at the stack of papers.
Tayen nodded to David and looked at Sean. “I’m nervous,” Tayen admitted.
“You’d be stupid if you weren’t,” Sean admitted, “and you are not stupid at all.”
Tayen took a small sip on her drink and watched David go through the contract.
Chapter 8
“I will be showing this to Sean,” David said to Tayen, “to get a submissive’s point of view, if you don’t mind. You can go shower.”
Tayen nodded her head and went upstairs.
Tayen was standing in front of her closet. She heard David come in her room and looked at him. “We’re going to dinner,” Tayen admitted. “Are you picking out clothes for Barbie?”
“Of course, warrior,” David said softly. “I’ll even do your hair while Sean reads the contract to both of us. Now. Go. Shower.”
Tayen hurried into the bathroom and let the scalding water calm her tense muscles. When she came out of the shower David was ready with the towel. Sean had music playing and was reading through the contract.
“Everything so far is very reasonable,” Sean said as he held out the pages. “Caleb, of course, is deferring to David on your daily activities, but he does want you from dinner until you wake up every day when he is in town.” Sean paused. “Wait.” Sean read some more. “He says here that he and David will determine the evening together, so that means that he isn’t pulling you away from David completely. I’m guessing that he wants to make sure he gets you in the bedroom when he is in town.”
“See, Tayen,” David said calmly as he grabbed the blow-dryer, “Caleb is working with me so you are safe and secure, not overloaded. You don’t have to choose between the two of us.”
“Look over these while David dries your hair,” Sean said, handing Tayen three pages of the contract. Sean raised his eyes at David.
Tayen looked down at the papers as David massaged her scalp.
Hard limits:
No feces or urine. Spit restricted to sexual genitalia only.
Exclusivity.
No permanent physical marks.
No bloodletting in any form.
No lies.
Tayen nodded her head. She agreed with all those. She flipped the page, and Sean handed her a pen.
Please answer the following with the following: Want to try / Curious (or willing to try) / Unsure about / Not comfortable and need more information / Absolutely not.
Use a “W”, “C”, “U”, “N”, “A”, or combination.
Bondage of limbs in all forms. Metal and soft: Tayen added a W.
-limbs to each other
-limbs to immovable objects (e.g. furniture, spanking bench, stockade)
-rope – chains – metal – mental
Penetration: vaginal, anal, facial: W
Fisting: vaginal, anal: C to U, N
Use of gynecological equipment: A
Mechanical stimulation: W to C for all
-dildos – vibrators – vaginal balls
-anal beads – anal massager
-clitoral stimulators – jet of water – butterfly
Genital Clamps: breasts, vaginal, clitoral: W, C
Person to person stimulation: W to C for all
-hand / mouth / toes to sex organs (mouth, vagina, penis, clitoris, anus, testicles)
-hand / mouth to breasts
-kissing in general
-toe / finger / ear / sucking
-tongue in belly button
-genitals to breasts
-genitals to other body surfaces
Swallowing semen: W
Taking semen in the mouth: W
Semen on body: W
Tasting own vaginal fluids: C
Role play: C
Hair pulling: Indifferent
Masturbation: vaginal – anal – facial: W, C
Name calling (e.g. bitch, whore, slut): U to N
Spanking with hand (pussy, clit, ass, face, other body areas): Indifferent
Other spanking or slapping (wooden paddles, leather floggers, riding crops, whip, rulers): Indifferent
Hot wax: Indifferent
Electrical shocking: N to A, where the hell at? I’ve seen some stuff but…
Breath control (e.g. underwater or choking): A
Public display (e.g. doing a scene at The Cave): A
David had finished drying Tayen’s hair. He pinned her hair on top of her head, applied some product, and started in with the straightener.
“Will he have his own copy, and do I get a copy of this shit?” Tayen smiled slightly and shrugged her shoulders when David knocked on her head with his knuckles for swearing.
“Already made copies.” Sean smiled, pleased with himself. “The reason for the dinner”—he paused dramatically looking at David in a way that had Tayen dropping her eyes—“is so that if you don’t show, he knows the two of you aren’t compatible sexually. If you do show up, then tonight is for negotiation.”
Tayen glanced at David in the mirror.
“He will have the exact same list that he has given to you,” David said. “His list, however, will be considerably more pages because he will be noticing your slightest reactions to each subject and taking notes. He will know if you answered honestly or if you are just trying to please him, so make sure you are honest.”
“Has he done all this shit already and I’m some frigid fuck?” Tayen asked both of the men in her bathroom.
“Probably not,” David admitted. This time he didn’t knock her on the head for cussing. “It could be stuff that is on his ‘curious’ list, and some of it may be on his ‘absolutely not’ list. He is looking to see if you are honest, what your tastes are, and if you have the ability to recognize some of your own limits. Warrior, I doubt if you have ever been a frigid fuck.”
Tayen,
This is the spot in a contract where the Dominant usually places food and workout restrictions on a submissive. Considering that you work out more than I do, eat everything under the sun, and still stay in great shape, I have omitted this portion and moved to the next.
The next portion would be clothes. Your clothes seem to be well managed, and I won’t interfere there. You seem more than willing to wear whatever I’d like, and your choices thus far have been…delectable. I even like the leathers you wear when David hasn’t picked out your clothes, so unless it becomes an issue, David will continue dressing Barbie as long as I get to help, especially when it comes to your foot attire.
Then, I would usually discuss finances, but this seems a moot point. Your commitment to employment seems also to be of utter insignificance since you own a company (amazing, by the way, that work ethic of yours).
The next page would mention how much sleep that you get each night to maintain your mental healt
h. I will not begin to ever understand how you can rise, cheerfully, with the sun and go until the sun goes down in the summer. The nightmares, we are working through. I want to see you well rested. The winter is probably something that we will also conquer together since your sleep clock seems to follow the sun. I don’t want to take the chance of seasonal depression ruining your days.
So now onto the final pages.
On a scale of 1 to 10, how much pain can you handle? You’ll never reach a threshold.
On a scale of 1 to 24, how many hours are you willing to submit continuously in a day? Twenty-four
On a scale of 1 to 24, how many hours are you willing to be left alone continuously in a day? Twenty-four for weeks at a time
On a scale of 1 to 7, how many days a week are you able to go without communication from the Dominant (me not David)? Until you say. If you say you are going to call at a certain time, then call at a certain time. Otherwise don’t make promises you can’t keep. So after a week I will assume that you ran for the fucking hills.
On a scale of 1 to 7, how many days a week are you able to go without having sex? Seven
How often do you masturbate a week if you aren’t being satisfied by a Dominant? Mood depending
On a scale of 1 to 10, how reliable are your birth control precautions? Ten
On a scale of 1 to 31, how many days are you able to be away from David? Thirty-one, remember that we have lived apart.
Since the first time you had sex, how long have you gone without sex? Two and a half years
What is the length of your longest relationship? David, otherwise my stupid ex.
On a scale of 1 to 10, how comfortable are you with remaining restrained without supervision? I am fine with it. David freaks because I could get hurt. Pain tolerance to be discussed further.
On a scale of 1 to 10, how jealous would you consider yourself to be if we decided on exclusivity? This is the part where you decide if I will make a scene, jump to conclusions, and totally freak out if I see pictures on your website or Facebook page that has you surrounded by women in bikinis because you are at a concert with someone that you are promoting. As long as there is no smoochie, fucky, sucky, or, big one here…“personal intimacy” (that is sharing personal and intimate details with a person of the opposite sex that should be told to me since I am here for your support and pleasure), then I guess I don’t have a problem with this one. So a twinge of being jealous ’cause I’m not there, but you are nice to look at and women can’t help that. I guess, jealously rates one or two. If you know there may be a picture that I’m going to see that looks suspicious, warn me first and it won’t be a problem. As you can see, I have already Googled and Facebook stalked you.
