Page 43 of Ezekiel
“Good. Tonight I will add another safeword. A non-verbal safeword. In the instance that you feel you can’t find your words, or you aren’t sure what to say, you will use this.” I pulled out a small carabiner with a key chain on it.
“What is this supposed to be?” she asked, her brow furrowing in confusion.
“It’s just a key chain. But you will hold it in your hand. If you feel you need to use a non-verbal safeword, if you cannot find your words, or the ability to safeword, you will simply drop it or even throw it. It will make noise and get my attention, no matter what. Do you understand?” I asked, searching her eyes.
“Yes, Sir,” she responded, her eyes twinkling with excitement.
“I think for tonight, I want you here in my study. So, here is what is going to happen. You are going to go get ready. I want you in a bra and panties. Nothing else. You will wait outside of this room, feet shoulder width apart and hands clasped behind your back, until I bring you into the room. Do you have any questions?” I searched her eyes, making sure she understood my words.
“No, Sir,” she answered happily.
“Well, then, angel. Get to it,” I teased her, smacking her ass soundly as she nearly skipped out of the room on her way to get ready. I would follow behind shortly. I needed to get my pack from the chest in our room. Cleaning up the dining room was a quick affair, putting our food away and cleaning the dishes before heading up to our bedroom. I could hear the shower running and smirked to myself. Had I not had a full scene planned, I would have joined her. There was something about her skin, all flushed and wet, that made me want to touch every inch of her.
I quickly opened the chest in the corner of the room, pulling out the items I needed and making my way back out of the room before she finished her shower. After last night’s scene, I wanted this to go well. I wanted to keep her interested in exploring kink. I wanted to teach her. Beyond that, I wanted to explore her own wants and desires. I wanted it all.
I quickly set up my items, making sure things were in place for the scene I had in mind. As I took one last look around the room, I heard her footsteps in the hallway. Perfect timing. I waited another few minutes, drawing out her anticipation before opening the door.
Christ Almighty, she was a vision.
Standing there in almost nothing at all, nearly naked for me and me alone in only her panties and bra, she took my breath away. She was the embodiment of submission with her legs spread just enough apart to allow access, her hands clasped behind her back, pushing her breasts out with nipples straining against the thin fabric of her bra, and her head lowered, eyes on the floor.
“Come in.” My hand was on the back of her neck as I ushered her into the room. I did not squeeze or push, but simply made my dominant presence known. I wanted to push her further tonight. It had not escaped my notice that the more visceral and edgier parts of our play so far turned her on more than anything else. I wanted to see just how far down that rabbit hole we could go. Slowly, but surely.
I positioned her in the center of the room, noting the way she stood in the perfect position, but was tense with anticipation.
“Here is how tonight is going to go, Talia. Right now, I want your eyes. Right here on me.” I waited until her eyes lifted, finding mine; their sea glass depths a pool I could get lost in so easily. “Tonight is lesson number three. I want to take away your sense of hearing. This is an important thing for me because I cannot control what I hear or when I hear it. I have no control. Taking away this sense of yours gives me more fulfillment than I can put into words. It fuels me, sustains me. I have these headphones,” I explained, taking the noise canceling headphones from the coffee table and showing them to her. “What I would like to do is have you wear them for the entirety of our scene. You won’t be able to hear anything except the soft music that will play in your ears.”
She looked from the headphones to me and back again, trepidation evident in her eyes.
“I want you to focus on your other senses, just as you did last night. But tonight you will focus on your sense of sight and touch, primarily. I want you to revel in the things you can control. Keep your eyes on me, looking for non-verbal commands. I’d like to go over a few of them right now.” She nodded her head, and I smiled at her, cupping her cheek. The way she leaned into my touch sent little sparks of happiness from my fingertips to my chest.
“The first command is this.” I showed her the command foreyes on me.It was simple and straight to the point, as all my non-verbal commands were, especially in the beginning. “When I make this gesture, you are to keep your eyes on me immediately. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir,” she answered without hesitation.
“The second command is this.” I made the gesture forkneel,with one finger pointing straight to the ground. “This command is for you to kneel. Now, there are Dominants who are very particular about how one kneels, but I am not that Dominant. I want you on your knees, preferably with thighs spread and your hands locked behind your head.”
“Yes, Sir, I understand,” she answered my unspoken question.
“Next is another simple one.” I made a fist with my hand. “This means stop. Whatever it is you are doing, stop immediately.”
“That makes sense. Yes, Sir.” I could see the concentration on her face, the way she was taking everything in, processing it and committing it to memory. What a good girl.
“The next and last command for today is this.” I made a gesture with my hand; my first and second fingers pointed to the ceiling and flicking in a come hither motion. “This means you may cum. Do you have any questions?”
“No, Sir.” She was almost bouncing on her heels, yet stood perfectly still. That’s how intense her excitement was. I could feel it coming off of her in waves. The fact that she held herself still and present showed me just how much she wanted this; just as much as I did.
“Outside of those commands, I want you to pay attention, obey, and remember your safewords. Don’t be afraid to be loud. I want to hear you speak words you’re afraid to say. I want your truth, and your raw passion, Talia. Give it all to me without hesitation. Let me guide you down the path to depravity, for it is paved with torturous delights.” I watched as her breath caught, her pupils dilated and her nipples hardened in arousal right before my very eyes. I stood silently, waiting until she nodded her understanding before continuing. “Now, let us begin.”
I placed the headphones into her ears; the buds fitting snugly and securely. To make sure they did not move, I placed a cloth headband around her head, moving it so it covered both ears.
I gave her a thumbs up signal, making sure it was comfortable. Her eyes found mine, and she smiled brilliantly, nodding her head. Her trust in me, in these moments, was something I had never felt before. Sure, I had scened with other women, primarily Miss M, but this was something different. Talia’s natural submission and willingness to just let go were absolutely mesmerizing. I was quickly growing addicted to it; to her.
I gave her the signal foreyesand then mouthed the wordclose.Her brow furrowed for only a moment before she nodded and her eyes closed, the barest hint of a smile playing at her full lips. Reaching behind me, I pulled the pair of scissors out of my back pocket. I ran the cool metal across the tops of her breasts, toying with her. She gasped deliciously. The sound made my cock harden.
The slightly dulled edge ran across the line where modest lace met flushed skin, the cool metal sending a shiver down her spine that I watched. The sensation would feel sharper to her, heightened by her lack of sound or sight in this moment. I let the tip of the scissors press harder into her skin, watching her tremble as the tendrils of fear rippled through her body. And yet, she stayed still. She kept those pretty little eyes closed. What perfection.
My hand wrapped around the long line of her throat, grasping tightly enough to make her eyes almost flutter open. Almost. But she obeyed beautifully.
