sweetdreamer00
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The clock struck one. A heavy bonging noise followed. Danielle, or Dani as her close friends referred to her as, jumped in seat. For the last fifteen minutes she had been sitting in the high backed elegant yet extremely uncomfortable chair. There were no arm rests so she kept her hands in white knuckled grasp on her lap. Since Michael’s secretary had left her to wait she had studied the drawing room from every nook and cranny. It had a simple grace about it. Everything was clean and the decorations were pretentious.
Exactly on time the door swung open.
Exactly on time the door swung open.
Michael Davidson strode in. Michael was an older gentleman but an artisan in the artof physical pleasure. His hair, a long thick dark mass with light streaks of gray, was tied back at the nape. He was of average height with broad shoulders tapering to a slim waist. His piercing blue eyes missed nothing. Quickly he surveyed Danielle. She would be the youngest mistress he had ever dealt with at twenty but her blonde locks and expressive chocolate eyes more than made up for it. His size dwarfed her. Michael could not wait to make her his. Yes, this woman would work very nicely.
Under Michael’s intense scrutiny Dani twitched nervously. Her nails twisted pleats in her jeans. At his coy smile she couldn’t help but blush. He held out his hand. Looking at it and then into his smiling eyes Danielle took it.
Michael brought her hand to his lips, kissing it gently, “Good Afternoon my sweet. I am glad that you decided to go through with this arrangement. Are you ready to begin your first lesson?”
Michael brought her hand to his lips, kissing it gently, “Good Afternoon my sweet. I am glad that you decided to go through with this arrangement. Are you ready to begin your first lesson?”
Again Danielle blushed. Michael grins broadly at the demonstration of her innocence. He let go of her hand with a soft smile. “Yes I think I am or at least I hope I am…What-what do you have in mind?”
“Very good…Then Dani are you willing to follow me, trust me, and allow me to show you undaunted pleasures of your very own body?"
“You can do all that?” Dani’s eyes widen. Unconsciously her body becames damp and wet. Unsure of what is occurring she shifted restlessly in her seat.
Again Michael offered his hand. If she took it, it would be the beginning of the unspoken agreement. Danielle slowly took it. Her hand is small, and delicate within the hold of his. She smiled up at him, pleased with herself.
“Excellent, you have taken the first step.” Michael gently pulled Danielle from the chair and escorted her out of the room. He led her down a hallway to the interior of the home
Danielle’s eyes followed his moving body with unabashed curiosity. Her breath had quickened a bit and her body further betrayed her interest with her nipples hardening, easily visible under her silk blouse and bra.
Michael looked back to see if Dani was keeping pace with him. His strides were much longer than hers and he wanted to keep her close. A smile spread across his face and into his eyes at the sight her tightened nipples. “I think we shall have a lot of fun together, you and I. We need to establish rules and boundaries... do you understand what I mean by these?" He had halted their process in the middle of the hallway. Michael turned to face his young ward.
Danielle shook her head no. “No, not really...do you mean like a curfew or something similar?" Again she blushed.
Michael chuckled softly; he enjoyed a sweet girl that blushed... "In a way yes... these rules are more for your safety and mine. For instance I will be doing things to your body that you have never experienced, if it becomes too intense and it is too painful for you to tolerate, you will tell me a safe word and I will stop."
Danielle looked at him, mouth agape. Intense? Painful? She gulped and her pulse throbbed in tune to the rest of her body. "I haven't heard of this safe word before. What is it?”
"You will decide this safe word and you need to think of something that will always come to mind easily. It is a word that lets me know that you need to stop and recuperate yourself. It is your protection from me harming you."
She worried her lower lip in thought. Shifting from foot to foot she asked, “"Is it really needed? I mean you won't actually harm me will you?"
Michael watched her uneasiness and took her hand gently in his, holding it on his chest, over his beating heart. "I swear to you that I will not knowingly or purposefully harm you. But if you don't know your boundaries as of yet, it may happen unintentionally. Therefore, it is best until I get a better feel of you and your boundaries that we have and use a safe word." His eyes sparkled at the innuendo.
Dani grinned sheepishly as she was able to grasp the barest meaning of his words. His heart beat thumped through her, pounding and reassuring. "Would pickles work? I hate them."
"Any word works as long as I know it and you can remember it. Now that is chosen, shall we proceed to my chamber?"
"Yes, I think it would be best to start soon...the wait, the wait is almost torture." She looked down, unable to meet his knowing gaze at this point.
Michael knew that he had her now. He could see the flush of her exposed skin and see her nipples harden more. The lust from this young woman was extraordinary, “Very well.... and yes waiting is a very good torture indeed.”
She laughed; the sound light and musical. "Good torture? Its an oxymoron...What other rules and boundaries do you have for me?"
He noded and softly caressed her fingers in his grasp. "Yes, you will always address me as Sir, no exceptions. If you do not you will be punished, depending on how severe the slip up."
Danielle murmured the unfamiliar word to herself, “Sir.”
“Also when in my chambers you will always be naked and on your knees until I give you further directions.”
Furiously she blushed to the roots of her hair. “But-but what of my womanly time?”
Michael laughed loudly and pulled Dani to him, cradling her close. “I think we have a planner and worrier with us. Leave the logistics to me little one. During that time you will wear your protection and I will decide what will cover it up.” He kissed the top of her forehead with a smile.
"I cannot believe I am actually discussing this with you.” She murmured in his chest. This was so embarrassing!
“By the time we are done there will be nothing about you unknown to me….Curious, how far would you like this training to go?”
Danielle pulled away slightly to look up at him quizzically. “"What do you mean? I am yours. I signed the contract your secretary gave me."
"I wanted to be sure. Some in the past had not wanted to experience all the pleasure that can come from the correct sources of pain. Are you willing to explore such areas?"
“I am more than willing Sir. I will do whatever you wish of me. The safe word is to protect me no?”
“Yes it is, and it is to be used when you feel it is needed. I never want you to fear me or what I can make you feel.”
Danielle nodded empathetically. “I will,” She coughed, a bit self consciously, “My pain tolerance isn’t that good I am afraid.”
"Then we shall build it up slowly.” Michael watched her face and could visibly see the lust and desire in her eyes.
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