Speed-d(omin)ating - Pt. 02

April.

Violet spent the next week thinking about what had happened on Sunday. She thought about the room she was in, the words that were said, the things she felt, with her body and her hands, the pleasure and the intensity. Her Monday was rough, and the rest of the week went on slowly.

Okay, today I have this meeting with Neil at 10, oh shoot I forgot I have lunch with Liz also, I should text Victor, and then I have to get to the grocery store for the big dinner at my place tonight, when will he respond to my text, today was so tiring, I hope he responds tomorrow.

They had agreed to send only one text per day. For no apparent reason, just because she mentionned to him on Tuesday by text that she didn't like having a thousand messages to read at the end of the day. So he had offered this idea, she had agreed, but now all of a sudden she was obsessed. She wanted to see him again. She was desperate to see him again.

She didn't know what she wanted to do with him, where she wanted to go, nor what he wanted on his part. Some nights she thought about him, before going to sleep. She would tie him up, his hands, his legs, his torso. Her hands would caress every piece of his naked body, and slap his skin from time to time, leaving a gentle mark on him. Sometimes, she would imagine herself laying her entire body on his, crushing him with her muscles, with her legs, her breasts, her feet or her ass cheeks. He would be helpless under her, unable to fight back, just barely capable of containing his pleasure. She felt powerful, and attractive. She loved embracing this new part of her, this new role that gave her waves of excitement, spasms of pleasure as she orgasmed in her bed thinking about this blurry, incredible image.

Her mind was exploring so many scenarios, and there seemed to be no limits as to where she could go. But she knew they had to take this step by step, to avoid messing it all up. To be precise, she didn't want to mess up her shot at domination, rather than her relation with Victor. They were friends in college, but that was it. He was sometimes a bit too introverted for her, and she had trouble getting to know him. Seeing him again was surprising, felt good, but mainly because of the situation. This was hard to admit, but she didn't feel like she connected with him too much. She was hoping this could change with time.

And with this one-text-per-day policy, he was hard to read. I must also be hard to read, she thought. Every text became very calculated, quite long and exploring different themes.

He had spent a "very special moment" with her, she "felt like I opened a door to whole new world, ready to be explored", he could "swear that you hated me in college", she had "too much work, and thought frequently about Sunday", he admitted that "the power you used on me feels strong inside me, even after a few days".

She didn't want to start sexting, she wanted to go further than last week. So on Saturday morning, her text read :

"Listen, I am going to be honest, I really want to see you again. I want to develop what we started last week, and would love to talk with you more than this one text per day. I have no idea if that is something you would want, if you want to see me this week-end, or if you have other plans. Answer me when you get this.

Violet"

The next few hours were painfully slow, Violet panicking, trying her best to figure out if it possible to unsend a text message that's already sent. Thankfully, he answered before Violet collapsed of anxiety with a short :

"Would love to do that. When are you free? You can come by tonight if you want.

Victor"

She didn't know why they both kept signing each message with their names, but she enjoyed that. She enjoyed even more his answer, and was finally relieved. She answered quickly, saying that she would be at his place by 9. She was happy. She was excited for tonight.

She put on a large pair of jeans with an old sweater from college. She liked this outfit, it had probably been already a few years since she had worn it. She thought of the moment she would take it all off tonight. She imagined him naked, begging her to continue torturing him, his body trembling, and her... She stopped thinking about him, she didn't want to get her hopes up too quickly. Before leaving her apartment, she wanted to think rationally about the situation, before her sexual arousal got to her head. Maybe he doesn't want this, maybe we have to discuss more, maybe I won't want this anymore when I'm there.

It was a 15 minute walk to his place. She knocked on his door at 8:58, she couldn't stop herself from smiling. Victor opened and greeted her with a hug. He showed her around his small apartment, but she didn't see anything. All she could look at was his legs and ass under his jeans, his neck and shoulders under his hair. She wasn't very concentrated on the small talk. He wasn't either. He brought her to his room, where they sat down on his bed.

- Do you want something to eat, I have some leftovers if you want.

- I already ate thank you.

Blank.

- I like uhm your posters, they're... original.

He laughed.

- Thanks, they're awful, I didn't choose them.

Another blank. Victor couldn't stop staring at her, he was very excited but also felt stuck. The texting felt natural over the last week, this didn't. He broke the ice.

- Sorry, I don't know why but I am stressed, I don't have too many good conversation ideas, I was gonna talk about your sweater, which brings back good times, but not sure it's such a good conversation topic.

- Haha are you kidding? I opened with : "I like your posters"! No, to be honest I am stressed too. It's horrible, by text I had too many things to say, and I felt restricted by our one-text-per-day rule, but now I realise I don't know what to start with.

- I see what you mean. Then maybe just text me now?

- I'm gonna text you when you're right here?

- Why not? If that makes it easier?

Violet hesitated. Victor was blushing. He wanted to text to feel more at ease also. She thought about it, and ended up pulling out her phone. She sent the first message.

- This is awkward, I'm sorry. I'm too excited, and I've made too many scenarios for tonight, I shouldn't have.

- That's alright, I'm glad you're here and that we found a way to communicate, even if it's like that. I'm surprised though, I don't recall you being the shy type. I remember me being the shy type, and I still am, but you, how come?

- Hmm, maybe with time I changed, I don't know? But it's also the situation which makes me nervous. It's like, I have on one side, this craving to discover the new pleasures of domination, I can't stop thinking about it, about what I could do, what I want to do, and on the other side I have you, with whom I feel like I can test things, but whom I don't really know how to approach. I think it's a bit that, I am scared to ruin this beginning, because I feel like it's still fragile.

The room was silent, the air was hot. Victor thought for a moment before responding.

- Okay, I hear you. I feel like it's normal that it's still fragile, given it's only been a week. And maybe taking it slow and communicating like we are doing right now is a way to strengthen this.

- Yes, definitely. It helps a lot that we have these talks, I feel like they are necessary to build something nice, that fits us both.

Violet hesitated, and before Victor could answer, she added another text :

- I have explained my intentions Victor. I want to start building a domination between you and I, I want to test everything both of us wants to test, see what we enjoy, what we don't, and take our time to really figure out where we're going with this sexually. For me, for now, it's really about sex and exploring this femdom part of me. But I don't want this to be too much about me. You have needs and wantings too, tell me about them. At least as much as I have talked about mine.

- Okay, thank you for clarifying your intentions and giving me space to detail mine. I want to see where we're going with this also, and I want to see how far I can like submitting to a woman, and in particular to you. Sunday was very surprising for me, but also so exciting. Giving everything to you, feeling you taking control, it felt very safe and I was so aroused. So yeah, I am really down to try new things in this domination bound we are developping. I have to be honest about one thing though, I am unsure as to how well I can dissociate the sex and my relation with you. In my experience, if the sex continues like this, I may become emotionally attached as well. Just saying, it's a possibility, if this is not okay for you, you can tell me.

Violet took her time to answer. After a moment, she replied :

- What if it's not okay for you? I mean, I don't know how I would react if it evolved like that, but how would you feel if you became too attached to me and it wasn't reciprocal?

- I don't know to be honest. Maybe it would be too much? I don't know, I just wanted to tell you, so that it's not weird or anything.

- Okay, no worries, just feel free to talk about anything with me at anytime, I am more than open to talks like these. And thank you for telling me. I like your honesty, and in general I love that we can communicate this clearly about our view on this. Texting was a nice idea, talking would perhaps have been harder.

- Maybe now talking is easier, and maybe more natural?

Violet finally looked Victor directly in the eyes. They both smiled. Violet spoke first.

- Yes, I think you're right.

She leaned in to kiss him, her hands on his face and upper body. But Victor pushed her softly away.

- Before we change moods, maybe we can start by setting up a safeword? And maybe some boundaries, things we know we don't want to test?

- Yes, great idea, sorry. How to you want to express your limits during an act?

- Maybe with a color code? I could say raspberry for "this is too much I want to stop now", mango for "this is a bit too intense, maybe slow down, or go easier on me" and kiwi for "everything is going great, continue like that". And same goes for you. I mean you can use them too if you need I guess?

- Okay, kiwi, mango, raspberry gotcha haha. I imagine these safewords are mainly for you, but thank you, they could still be useful for me. And things we don't want to go into? I haven't thought about it too much to be honest, and feel like I would be quite open to many things. I just really want to see what pleasures I can unlock while taking control of you. How about you?

- Hmm, I think there are certain things I would want to avoid. This may be too specific, but for example I don't want you to insult me, I don't want to feel humiliated by the words you use. We can think about how we want to adress each other when we're having domination sex, but I wouldn't be comfortable with insults, or you making me feel like I am nothing. And for now at least, I don't want you to hurt me physically. I wouldn't feel at ease with you hitting me or slapping me, I don't think I am comfortable with you giving me pain. Otherwise, you can really use your imagination to play with me, I want to be your toy, to obey your orders, I want you to have full control sexually over me. Is this okay?

- Yes of course, your limits are always valid Victor. I can't wait to do this with you.

He smiled and went in for a long kiss, keeping his hands to himself, not wanting to cross any of her upcoming orders he was waiting for.

- I have to go to the bathroom, I'll be right back.

Victor went out of the room and left Violet in his bed. As he was washing his hands, he received a text.

"First thing I want to test. After you leave the bathroom, get down on all fours. I want you to crawl to me to the room. When you enter, do not look me in the eye. You don't say a word, you just come to me. I will have taken off my jeans and my panties. Then you come lick me. Further instructions to come when you satisfy my command."

The flip switched in him. This was on order from Violet, he had to do it. He gave in and started being rock hard. He got down on his hands and knees and progressed slowly to the door. He felt powerless, and relieved. He knew he was in good hands, in great hands. Behind that door, there was everything he wanted to try, and he couldn't be more eager to start that with Violet. His hands were sweaty, his breath was short, his penis as hard as can be, his hair down on his face.

Violet was waiting on the bed, half naked, her jeans and panties off, her sweater and socks still on. She had done her hair in a bun, and couldn't wait for the door to open. No anxiety, just peaceful thoughts about what her next move would be, after this first service given by this great man growing on her, Victor.

Victor opened the door and kept looking at the ground. The room was completely silent. He advanced towards the bed on his hands and knees, and climbed on it.

- Lay flat on your belly and put your head between my thighs. You know what to do next.

Her voice was authoritative. It left no other option than obedience. Victor advanced and his gaze went up her legs : he started seeing her feet covered by her socks, her long naked legs, her knees, her thighs and her sex. He burried his head between her legs, and started licking her vulva slowly. He felt her hands push him gently towards her, pushing his tongue deeper inside her.

This was amazing for her, she couldn't be happier. She started being wet feeling his tongue explore every corner of her vagina. Progressively, he accelerated his tempo, he was very concentrated on his first task.

Violet was satisfied, but she still felt like she could play with him a bit more. She wanted to squeeze his face between her legs, but she didn't want to hurt him. So after a few minutes like this, she had another idea.

- Okay, off to a good start, but I don't want you to enjoy this too much, it would be too easy, no? Stand up, and keep in mind : whatever happens, do not make eye contact. If you do, I will have to punish you, and trust me, you don't want that.

Victor was very careful, and stood up while looking at the floor. Violet absolutely loved his attitude, he was very hard working and obedient. She approached him slowly, and whispered to his ear :

- Strip, quickly, and lay down on the bed, this time face up. I'm gonna sit on you.

Victor didn't think twice. While stripping naked, he couldn't wait to feel her body on his, and be smothered by her. He layed down on the bed, waiting for her to lay down on him. But as he waited, she didn't move. He couldn't look up, he could just wait. The room was back to silent. After a minute like this, Violet started talking again :

- Describe my body Victor. Tell me what you like about it. Choose the part you prefer. Take your time, and choose wisely.

Victor was both surprised and aroused. His mind raced. Her body, her body was perfect, he couldn't stop thinking about it, but what do I choose? Her legs, her long long perfect legs, her feet, her hair, or her ass, he couldn't stop staring at it, or her shoulders, or her face, simply her face of course. She was beautiful tonight. In college, he perhaps wouldn't have said the same about her, because he didn't know her very well. But here, he could only see that when he thought about her.

- You face Violet, your eyes when you hmmrmrmmrmrmrmmmrmrrrmrm!!!!!!

- Wrong answer. Everything is perfect. If you choose one, you give up all the other parts. Not good Victor, not good enough...

She had sat down on him slowly as he was talking, and now his mouth was full of her sex. She didn't put her whole weight on him though, and wanted him to be able to breathe normally. Still, she wanted to make sure.

- I'm hungry, I'd have a fruit, but I don't know which one to choose, do you have an idea?

She lifted her body for a brief instant, to let him speak.

- A kiwi definitely.

- Perfect.

They both giggled. She got back down on him and felt his tongue go crazy on her and inside her. She put her hands in his hair, and caressed him. She wanted to guide him.

- Maybe aim a bit higher, I want you to make me cum. Go hard on me with your mouth and tongue.

Victor was concentrated. His arms alongside his body, he didn't want to touch her without her telling him to. He kept his eyes focused, away from hers, and looked directly into his target. He moved his tongue towards her clitoris, and accelerated. Violet stopped talking, and her breath accelerated. Victor continued, on and on, breathing heavily through the effort, licking and playing with her. He loved her hands on his head.

After some time in this disposition, Violet felt her pleasure rise and rise until she couldn't hold anything anymore. She reached her climax and suddenly came on Victor's face. The pleasure was extremely intense, it lasted long and she couldn't hold her small screams of relief. She was relieved, had rarely felt this good after an orgasm. She had wet Victor's face a bit, but he didn't seem to mind.

Yet he was so satisfied with his performance, having completed his task, he forgot the only rule he had to follow and inevitably made the only mistake he could make : he met Violet's eyes. She changed her mood instantly.

- Oh my, did you just look at me?! How dare you?? Stay here.

She got up, still wet from her orgasm, and thought for a second. She didn't actually think about what his punishment would be, so she had to improvise quickly. She looked at her shoes and had an idea. She had long boots with long laces, and took a moment to untie them.

While she was doing this, Victor couldn't be more excited. His heart was racing, he couldn't wait to see what she had in mind, feeling both guilty and happy to have disobeyed. He could hear what seemed to be leather being rubbed in a rythmic fashion.

When she finally came back, she turned him over and took his arms to attach his hands behind his back with her laces. She didn't tie them too hard to avoid leaving bruises on his wrists.

- Now you will have to do everything I say without your hands, I hope you're proud of yourself. To begin with, you are going to take off my socks with your mouth.

His hands behind his back, Victor thought back to last Sunday. He felt extraordinary. His penis was once more on the verge of exploding, but he didn't want to ask for anything given he had already disobeyed her once. He jumped on her feet, and didn't have too much trouble taking her socks off with his teeth. They were used, but didn't smell too bad, he didn't dislike this punishment. Once he had finished, Violet trying pushing him a bit more.

- Now keep them in your mouth. I don't want to hear you anymore, you have lost your right to speak.

Her improvisation seemed to be going perfectly, she was very proud of herself. She saw on Victor's face that he seemed to be enjoying it as much as she was.

- Do my socks taste good? I want to hear you moan.

- Hmmmmrmrmmmrm. Hrmmmrm.

- Oh that's music to my ears.

Their eyes met once more. She saw that he was desperate to have some relief, and was extremely excited. She decided to free him finally.

- You want to cum, don't you? To finish, you will do as I say.

She took his face between her hands and kissed him gently.

- To cum, you can rub your penis on my leg, that's all. You think that's possible? I'll give you... one minute, starting... now!

Violet had taken out her phone and started a one minute timer. Victor didn't think for a second. He raced his penis to her left leg, and went back and forth on her, while looking at her, her socks still in his mouth. She was caressing his face and encouraging him.

- Come on you can do this, look at me. 30 more seconds, you're almost there, I can see it, let it all out, let it go, you're safe with me, cum, cum on my leg.

With 5 seconds left, Victor orgasmed on her as she had orgasmed on him earlier. He let out moans of pleasure, and couldn't contain the intensity of the act. He had given everything he had, he was exhausted.

Violet let him recuperate for a few minutes, took out her wet socks from his mouth, untied his hands, continued caressing him softly. She went to open the window, it wasn't too cold outside. She went by the bathroom. Then to the kitchen to get two water drinks, some cookies. Heart rates came back to normal, the air was less suffocating, both were slowly coming back to reality. Violet started talking slowly next to his ear as he was still laying flat on the bed.

- You were perfect, that was amazing. Thank you for this moment Victor, I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did.

- Oh that was intense. But really incredible, I enjoyed every moment, really. How are you naturally this good with power? You played your part really well.

- Haha I have no idea. It was mainly improvisation, I usually didn't know where I was going. Talk about being good, you were absolutely perfect, wow. Very obedient.

- Yeah, my mind just goes blank, I stop thinking rationally. I did technically disobey once though haha.

- Oh you did that on purpose, I'm sure. And you're still able to express your limits when you're in that state of mind right?

- Yeah, I still keep an eye on how I feel, and you were very careful so that was great.

They were now looking at each other, enjoying the moment. Violet continued the talk.

- And was it okay letting you cum like this? I hope I wasn't too harsh on the end.

- No, no, that was the best for me. Even less free will, and that sock idea was fun as well.

- Good to know, as I enjoyed it very much too.

- And was I good to make you cum?

- Yeah, that was an awesome orgasm. Usually I am quite sensitive with my clitoris and I take time to cum, but that was quite quick. I was very excited. Another question, how are you now? Like were you able to get out of the space you were in when submitting to me? Knowing it seemed so intense.

- Yes, progressively. This talk definitely helps a lot too.

They rehydrated, ate some cookies and stayed there a moment. Victor was stressed, but he ended up expressing his needs for tonight :

- Listen, I would invite you to stay over, but I think I want to take this time alone if that's okay, to rest. I can walk you home though? It's late.

- Oh no problem, I think I need to rest too! I'll definitely take that walk home though. Even though I might have to put on my shoes without any socks... On a serious note, thank you again for inviting me and for this long night haha, I really had an amazing time with you.

- Thank you for your care, Violet. I loved this moment with you too, and can't wait to have other moments like this with you.

It was almost one in the morning, the lights were out in the street, and they walked for 15 minutes talking about what they would do tomorrow, and what the stars looked like, and how to pronounce the word "kiwi".

When they arrived at Violet's, they hugged, smiled awkwardly, and parted ways for tonight.