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“He’s safe with her?”

She asks, and I nod silently, waiting for her to continue.

“Mr. Claymore, if you will agree to give us a chance I’d really like to set an appointment. There is, something about you, I don’t know quite know what it is, but would that be okay? Would you take us on? Oh and as I’m sure you heard my husband say, my real name is Elise. I thought it unwise to use our real names but the cat is out of the bag?”

Smiling gently, I take hold of the ends of her fingers, just a featherlike touch, but enough for her to appreciate it.

"He is safe, and will be fine. I do understand just how difficut this all seems, especially as this is your first visit here. I will also say, it will get better. In time you will come to appreciate the gift of letting someone pleasure your husband. The gift of being together afterwards, and knowing, sharing, and yes even suggesting other options. Remeber Elise, this is not just about your husband, it is for you also, to be a shared experience, a shared lifestyle. And I must thank you for divulging your name to me, my name is Richard, but in here I am Claymore, Lord of Souls. I see that you are having a little trouble getting comfortable, would you like me to help with that? A sort of introduction to what I do, I guarantee you will feel better, and that I will touch no more than the fingers of your hands."

A slightly confused look crosses her face, she is unsure, I can see that, and caress her fingertips with mine. She seems a little calmer, and nods her acquiescence to my suggestion. Again I look deep into her eyes before speaking.

"When I say Elise, and not before, you will close your eyes. Everything else that is happening hear, will disappear. There will be no club, no people. Just yourself, and my voice, you will listen to everyword, you will not be able to help yourself, for my voice, wil be the way, and the law. Do you understand me Elise, and agree?"

I wait a moment, then see the barely perceptible nod of her head.

"Close your eyes now."

I watch, seeing them close slowly, and also seeing her relax visibly. I hold both of he rhands now, her fingertips trembling slightly. I speak softly, but, insistently

"Elise, you are in a room that you do not know. In the center of the room stands a bed, with black silk sheets, and red silk pillows. You are lying naked on the bed, you try to move, but you cannot. There are no restraints holding you, just a power. A power that you have never known previously, it does not frighten you though. On the contrary, it excites you. You sense a presence in the room, and look up, but, you cannot see anything. There is no blindfold, and yet, the power is all encompassing.

A fingertip grazes your lips, lightly running along them, tracing out the line of your mouth. it touches the tip of your tongue, and allows you to lick it tenderly, before slowly, sensaully, sliding over your chin, and onto your throat. Leaving a single damp trail. Your senses are now heightened, you cannot stop the arousal that is beginning to permeate your very being. The finger is between your breastslowly moving from side to side as it travels downwards, and then lifts a soft breast, pushing it up towards your face. You feel the heat of hot breath, and it moves across your breast, until it howers over the now swollen nipple.

You can feel it now, the tip of a tongue, touching your nipple, saliva slowly coating it. Your nipple is straining, almost ready to burst. Inwardly you are begging, begging for the presence, He who now controls all of your sexual desire, to take your nipple, to devour it.

Lips encircle you, and you feel your nipple being sucked, gradually building in intensity, before His teeth bite, and stretch it. You are losing control, as your fluids ease from your sex, moistening your most sensitive places.
Yet still, you cannot see, all that you can do is feel.

A soft warm finger starts to play with your silken mound, stroking, tugging a little, before moving on. It brushes against your labia, now engorged, throbbing for the release that you know you need. But it is not time, for He has not spoken. You feel your labia being parted, and that same hot breath there. Blowing softly, the swollen rosebud, now throbbing with desire, accepts the tongue with a start, every nerve in your body alive, sparks rushing from fingertip to fingertip.

He licks the rosebud, nudging it, caressing it, as a soft finger, seems to harden suddenly. Invading you, slipping between your lips, and into your velvet cave. You dont think that you can take anymore, but you must, for He controls, not you.

You are stunned momentarily, as the finger leaves you, almost crying out, until He licks you, dragging the wet heat the length of you. Teasing your open.ng.
The presence looks at you, his mind entering yours.
Telling you, that it is time.
Time for the release you crave.

You feel His tongue once more, as it enters you, and you cannot hold back, you have to beg, beg for release.


Your hear the presence deep inside your soul, all he says is one word, the one word that will transport you to an extasy that you have only ever dreamed of before."



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Elise feels she can take this man’s word that her husband is safe. Her heart feels a pang of worry though. What if Tony decides she is boring and Marian or someone else truly gives him what he wants? No, too hard to think about. She turns her mind away from that devastating thought and back to what she wants.

She says her piece to this man and waits, feeling like an anxious schoolgirl begging for tutoring in a subject so tenuous and foreign in her ability, she can barely comprehend it. Elise feels she must though, learn and comprehend this thing, it is, she now feels, a part of her, hard wired. This thing compels her now like few things ever have and it’s taken her so many years to know even this little bit. Now she has made enough peace with it, to revel herself to first her husband, then this man, and seek it out. Her eyes search Claymore’s for so many things, interest, understanding and perhaps, if she is very lucky, acceptance.

His fingers touch her and hope flares. Could this mean what she hopes? She wonders. He is so gentle with her, still she can feel somehow that there is so much more than mere gentleness in his fingers, inside him.

He finally speaks; she feels it took an hour or a lifetime for him to do so as she has sat, barely, hanging on tender hooks. His voice is lovely, deep and calming.

"He is safe, and will be fine. “

At first she is reassured about Tony. She nods, with a faint smile. Claymore goes on.

“I do understand just how difficult this all seems, especially as this is your first visit here. I will also say, it will get better. In time you will come to appreciate the gift of letting someone pleasure your husband. The gift of being together afterwards, and knowing, sharing, and yes even suggesting other options.”

Her heart jerks inside her chest. Appreciate, letting that woman touch him? There? That seems unlikely to Elise. Afterwards, the way Claymore describes it, that sounds nice though.

“Remember Elise, this is not just about your husband, it is for you also, to be a shared experience, a shared lifestyle. And I must thank you for divulging your name to me, my name is Richard, but in here I am Claymore, Lord of Souls. I see that you are having a little trouble getting comfortable, would you like me to help with that? A sort of introduction to what I do, I guarantee you will feel better, and that I will touch no more than the fingers of your hands."

She is confused. How can he do anything that she has come for by just touching her fingers and talking to her? What can it hurt? It’s certainly far less than what Tony has plunged into. His fingers caress hers, calm her and she nods her acceptance unsure of her voice for her throat suddenly feels very dry.

"When I say Elise, and not before, you will close your eyes. Everything else that is happening here, will disappear. There will be no club, no people. Just yourself, and my voice, you will listen to every word, you will not be able to help yourself, for my voice, will be the way, and the law. Do you understand me Elise, and agree?"

She suddenly feels frightened and excited but that is silly, what can happen? She nods just barely feeling nearly frozen caught up in the idea of what he proposes, dying to see what he means to say and do.

"Close your eyes now."

Elise closes her eyes slowly for him at his command she relaxes a bit just with this small measure of control gone and offered to him. Her fingertips tremble a bit in his hands. Then he begins to speak and she is slowly drawn, like a hypnotist might a client into a different place, both physically and mentally.

Elise feels this man, inside her. Inside her body, mind and soul. His words calm her. His control soothes her. Elise doesn’t have to think or be in charge, she only is to feel and listen.

His words begin to draw a picture. Like poetry that sears her, the words become paced and the picture clearer. Her body begins to react as if it were really truly happening. For in her mind, it is. She can feel every touch, smell each smell, let go and surrender. Her body grows heated and pulses. His words, the barest touch and her mind work in concert to take her, transport her.

All her cares seem to flutter away like loose pages in a breeze. She feels such a flood of relief. Her level of excitement burgeons until she feels out of control and ready to burst.

For once her overactive mind is quiet just working his words and will through it. She makes a few noises but doesn’t speak. His words become punctuated by her little moans and pants that she can’t even hear herself make.

Her body tightens and then when he says so, she shudders, and clenches, feeling waves crash over her, take her and lift her higher. She sits there, truly sitting now, her hurts and fears distant. Elise remains with her eyes closed, fingers touching his and her mind taken to a nirvana. Her chest heaves, a light flush colors her skin, and her inner nerves hum and twitch.
 
I watch Elise, as my words close the void between us, invisible goassamer strands of sensuality joining us, as one.

At first she resists a little, but, the purity of reason, and the capturing of her senses soon outweigh all else within her mind. Her face softens, subtle body movements replace the almost nervous twitches od earlier.

Elise settles into this, her first oral seduction, she is a natural, succumbing to the inferred pleasures, as her sensuality takes over. The aromas of her excited libido, fill the area around us, akin to the aura of a sexual being, and she seems to almost float above her chair.

I command the release, and almost see the tension, as it exits from her body and soul. She stays sitting, eyes closed, as though she is savouring the moment. I speak once more, as she relaxes in post orgasm bliss.

"Do not open your eyes yet Elise. You are to remember this moment, when you are alone. It will be with you always, and you will have total recall, whenever you should choose. You will use it as a tool, to control your moment of release, to hold back, longer and longer, thereby increasing the intensity pf your pleasure, and your need. You may look upon me now."

Slowly her eyes open, they have a sparkle now, and she smiles, thanking me with her gaze. I am aware of course, that she is the Dominant in her marriage, not only that, but she is also a Switch, submissiveness to the stronger male being a natural state for her.

"I have no need to enquire as to your feelings now, or if you enjoyed the small interlude that we shared. I can see it in your eyes. I am going to give you my card, then when you and your husband have had time to discuss this, if you wish, you may call me for an appointment. I put no pressure on either of you, this decision must be yours, and be mutual. It is a big step to take, but once taken, your life will change. For the better I might add, and you will discover, and relish, your true sexuality."

Sipping my drink, I smile tenderly at her, and glance across to her husband and Marian.
 
My breath combined with Marian's wet panties caused a humid dew to form on my face. Before I had time to gather my thoughts Marian had pushed me off of the bed and onto to the ground. I lie there in the fetal position for a moment before rising to my feet. By now Marian was dressing and struggling to pull the heavy oak frame of the bed back to its position as a bar. I offered her panties back to her but she told me to keep them instead. In a moment of rare spontaneity I put the panties on and immediately was surprised by the erotcism of the silk. I helped her push the bed back up and for some reason unbeknownst to me I began thanking her for the lesson she had taught me.

She grinned slightly as she said "You're welcome and I wish I could tell you it gets easier but it doesn't since you never know what to expect when you're with a domme or a sub but that is what makes this lifestyle so intriguing. Your wife will loosen up, she's with Claymore." she said pointing towards the booth. "He's one of the best, he taught me some of what I know, he's very patient but rules with discipline. So she's taken care of but am I safe to assume that you'll be back here soon?"

I couldn't tell if she was flirting, if our "scene" was over for the night and this was another side of her or if she was on 24/7. I wasn't interested in pursuing a relationship with her outside of the lifestyle but I did want to see her again since she was my first experience I wanted to see what she had in store for next time. Although this world was new to me and seemed limitless so far. "Uh...I'll have to talk it over with Elise, but I'd say it's a 50/50 chance now." I said while dressing.
Claymore was handing Elise a business card as I approached the table. "Well that wasn't so bad." I said pushing Elise so she'd slide over and make room for me at the booth. She moved but never broke her gaze free from Claymore. "Yoo-hoo, hello?" I said whistling and waving my hand in front of her face. "Um...am I interrupting something here? If so I'll just go wait at the bar." I glanced over my shoulder back towards the bar. Marian was talking and forcing laughter as she listened to a balding man speak. I wondered if she did this everynight. Perhaps she was an executive like El and I during the day and moonlighted as a domme/sub just for fun or maybe she needed the money. Whatever her story was, it was none of my business I didn't want to become emotionally attached to a woman that I would only be using and be used by. But the thought of her living a lonely life of only sex made me appreciate even more the life I have with Elise. I turned back to Claymore and El but she still appeared to hypnotized. I looked at the card she was grasping in her hand. It was just a phone number, address, and small logo of something foreign, it looked like it may have been from the kamastura.

The awkward silence was becoming too much as I stood up from the table and started to walk back to the bar. I was startled by a loud bang and saw Marian topless riding the balding man she was talking to only moments before. Her hips moved rhytmically as he moaned and began turning flush. "Don't you cum yet, don't even think about!" she said beginning to choke him. His head flung back as he moaned and gasped. "I said don't!" Marian said full of rage as she slapped him across the face. She pushed herself off of him and walked to the bar to get a towel to clean herself off. I could see the shimmering white beads of semen on her thighs as she dabbed herself clean. I turned back to Elise and Claymore. El was still in a trance. I knew she was never much for porn or voyeurism but even the most uptight person would rubberneck even slightly at the scene that had just unfolded a few feet away. My concern began to grow that she wasn't just ignoring me as part of her training but perhaps there was a larger problem.

"El, are you ok?" I asked, placing my hand on her shoulder.
 
Elise is truly happy and very quiet. Her eyes stay on Claymore’s as though trying to divine the answer to a difficult puzzle.

Tony walks over and she moves over for him but she can’t tear her eyes away or speak just yet. What has just happened is too incredible. More than she has ever imagined or hoped for, she has felt tonight in this club. Tony gets up again. Elise continues to analyze and ponder.

She tries to figure out how one man could DO that to her. Oh she knew it was with her consent, but still. Just words, a touch, on her fingers, her hands, and yet, he had affected her so deeply even making her come. Her body still buzzes and her nerves are still snapping.

Her thumb rubs the embossed card with his number on it. Small interlude he had called it. Indeed. She thinks. Perhaps for him that is all it was, perhaps such things are little to him. Not to me she thinks. If this is small, what would other things be like with him in charge she wonders.

Elise notes that he is looking at her tenderly so perhaps it’s not completely nothing. He is offering to work with them after all. That is a good sign, she is glad of this, he is obviously skilled and she is drawn to him anyway.

Tony puts his hand on her shoulder. "El, are you ok?"

Slowly her eyes move, her head turns and she smiles, almost glowing. “I am great Tony. How are you?” She replies calmly. “Are you and that b, er, woman done?”

“Mr. Claymore, my husband, Tony. Tony, this is Mr. Claymore. He is someone we could learn much from and not in a public setting like this one. This is his card. He has graciously allowed us the opportunity to call him if we wish to.”

Her eyes travel back to Claymore. “Was that some form of hypnosis? How do you do that?” She asks cock her head to the side.
 
Finally Elise broke her silence but as she spoke I found my mind drifting to thoughts of Marian. Her presence was lingering, even though she was just in the background now, I was impressed by her skills, fascinated by her. It had been years since Elise had even kissed me in public and had sex with me anywhere outside of our bedroom. So to see Marian with a man, regardless if he was a stranger or not, showing utter disregard for privacy was mind-blowing.

"I don't know if we're done or not, I think I'm the sub tonight so I think it's really Marian's decision when we're done." I said shrugging.

I offered my hand to Claymore and was surprised that all anger I had felt towards him on the bed had subsided. "Nice to meet you." I said shaking his hand.

I hung onto Elise's every word noticing she used "we" and "us." However I was puzzled since I assumed Claymore only wanted my wife, not me. Elise began speaking to him but I interrupted her. "Uh...how exactly can you help us? I know you can dominate her and teach me how to dominate her but do you have a woman that will be there to take care of my needs?" I asked. "I don't mean to seem selfish but it's going to be really hard for me to watch you teach Elise. I'll need a sub to take out some of my frustration and rage on. Maybe I'm assuming too much but I just figure that you'll make me watch you have sex with my wife and I hope you can understand that's not an easy thing for me to accept." My words felt so hollow since I had nearly had intercourse with Marian but that was different, I didn't know that would happen. Elise had researched this and she should know that Claymore could do whatever he wanted to her. For all I knew he had plans for her already and I was just a third wheel.
 

“Mr. Claymore, my husband, Tony. Tony, this is Mr. Claymore. He is someone we could learn much from and not in a public setting like this one. This is his card. He has graciously allowed us the opportunity to call him if we wish to.”


he offered me his hand, and I stood and shook it,

"Nice to meet you."

"likewise Tony, the pleasure is mine my friend."


I sensed a little hostility, but let it ride, this was not unusual with strangers here on a first meeting.

Resuming my seat, I see Elise looking at me, her head at a slight angle

“Was that some form of hypnosis? How do you do that?”

"Hypnosis my dear? No, not at all.
I did perceive though, that your mind, your thoughts were susceptible to some form of auto suggestion. It is your first time here, that tells me that you arrived in a state of sexual expectation, even a little trepidation. fear of the unknown, aligned with dreams fo the possibilities that might be lying here in wait for you. I surmised that maybe, years of self denial, as to your submissive tendencies, were hiding behind the trapdoor of your mind.

All that I did was to open that trapdoor door, and free your latent desires. to let you see the future one might say. And the future my dear, that is your choice, yours and Tony`s.

All I will say is this, should you decide to immerse yourselves in the lifestyle, then the benefits to you both will be almost incalculable. I also feel that you Elise, have a built in affinity to the lifestyle, and have harboured secret desires for a long time possibly.

If you do decide to pursue the path that you have taken this evening, I am sure that you will learn quickly, and adapt easily. Tony on the other hand"


I say, looking at him.

" I feel that youl are still a little reticent, you like the sexual excitement, but still feel a litle uncomfortable at times. Mainly I would suggest, through a lack of knowledge on the lifestyle, and possibly a lack of confidence. That is nothing to worry about though Tony, and can be very easily corrected. "


I return my attention to Elise

"ow then, let me guess something here Elise, you either have, or wish that you had, a secret wardrobe. With high heeled shoes, blatantly erotic corsets, and very slinky dresses.

Am I correct my dear?"
 
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Claymore speaks revealing before Elise that he not only is skilled, he somehow knows her, and knows her husband already. She finds this amazing, scary and reassuring.

"Now then, let me guess something here Elise, you either have, or wish that you had, a secret wardrobe. With high heeled shoes, blatantly erotic corsets, and very slinky dresses.

Am I correct my dear?"

He was dead on.

"I do have a few things, yes, but not much not as much as...yes, how do you know these things? It's like you are The Amazing Kreskin or something!" She asks.

Elise is feeling understood, truly it was rare, so rare, she barely understood herself. A feeling of warmth flooded her. Excited, she starts to say something else but Tony interrupts her and starts speaking to Claymore.

"Uh...how exactly can you help us? I know you can dominate her and teach me how to dominate her but do you have a woman that will be there to take care of my needs?" He asks. "I don't mean to seem selfish but it's going to be really hard for me to watch you teach Elise. I'll need a sub to take out some of my frustration and rage on. Maybe I'm assuming too much but I just figure that you'll make me watch you have sex with my wife and I hope you can understand that's not an easy thing for me to accept."

Elise looks up to Tony her mouth opened as if about to speak but his words stop her. She gapes a bit. Then looks at Claymore wondering what he will answer Tony.
 
"I do have a few things, yes, but not much not as much as...yes, how do you know these things? It's like you are The Amazing Kreskin or something!"

I hear Elise say this, but, before she can finish, or I can respond, Tony jumps in, he is a little agitated it seems.

"Uh...how exactly can you help us? I know you can dominate her and teach me how to dominate her but do you have a woman that will be there to take care of my needs? I don't mean to seem selfish but it's going to be really hard for me to watch you teach Elise. I'll need a sub to take out some of my frustration and rage on. Maybe I'm assuming too much but I just figure that you'll make me watch you have sex with my wife and I hope you can understand that's not an easy thing for me to accept."


I hear what he is saying, and look at him.

"Please Tony take seat, right there by your wife, and then I wil answer you."

I wait, calmly watching him.

Firstly Tomy, and please do not take offence at this, I hear you say that you are assuming, to assume Tony, is to make an ASS of U and ME. One should never assume, only explore possibilities.

As your wife will certainly agree Tony, I have said nothing to her about sexual contact between us, indeed, I only held her fingertips, to establish an ethereal, almost spiritual link, as I calmed her fears for her. And, while that was happening, where were you my friend? Cavorting with Marian? much to your wifes discomfort.

I can see from your expression what you are thinking, who is this smart ass, what does he know? A natural reaction Tony. Let me say this, the first thing that you need to lose, are your inhibitions, the petty jealousies. Acceptance of a partners joy and pleasure with another is a gift Tony, and a gift that you will one day have, of that I am sure. Think for a moment about what Elise felt, seeing Marian touching you, in your most private places, did she complain? Did she stop you? No Tony, she did not"


I remained silent for a moment, watching as she smiled at him, and he took her hand, almost apologetically.

"if you do decide to avail yourselves of my services, then in answer to your second question Tony, yes , it would involve another female, and yourself. But, that is a long way off, the initial training would be you two, Tony and Elise, both exploring your own sexuality, discovering each others secret desires and needs."

I look at my watch, and note the lateness of the hour.

"I must say, it has been a delight meeting you both, but, sadly I must leave, I have an early call tomorrow. Discuss my thoughts between yourselves please, and, should you require my assistance, well, you have my card."

I stand, smiling at them both.
 
I took a seat as Claymore said. I found myself intrigued by his words. His calmness was reassuring and obviously he seemed to know what he was talking about. I felt it was my duty as Elise's husband to protect her and if I couldn't trust this guy then I wouldn't trust him with her. I shook off his comment about her clothing as just a lucky guess. It was easy to assume that any married women owned at least one piece of lingerie or a short dress.

Now I felt like a jackass, since he seemed to be interested in helping only me and Elise, not himself. "Sorry if I was out of line, but you know we're all new to this. We'll discuss it and let you know one way or the other if we decide to use your services. Thank you Mr. Claymore." I said shaking his hand.

As he stood and walked away I watched noticing Elise's eyes were still fixated on him. "So El, what do you think? The decision will be mutual but I don't want to let my apprehensions sway you one way or the other. It is awful late but I hope you're not feeling disappointed since you didn't get any bdsm experience tonight, other than meeting Claymore. So if you're ready to go, we can." I said offering her my hand. It was hard to resist the urge to rip Claymore's card from her hands and tear it into a million pieces. But my instinct took over and I reassured myself by saying that she wanted this and I was just her husband not her owner, therefore I had no right to keep her from something she wanted.
 
Shaking herself loose from the dream of what she had just felt, Elise's fingers tighten on Tony's hand. She watches Claymore leave and feels a pang. Then turns to her husband.

"Yes, I'm ready to go Tony. What do you think? Did you learn anything you wanted to tonight? Do you enjoy your time with Marian?" She says at they walk onto the street.

"I think Claymore clearly knows what he is doing."

They walk to the car. She is still a little stunned. In the car, on the way home Elise's mind keeps drifting back over the events of this momentous night.

"Tony, I like they sound of what Claymore said. That the initial training would be just us two. I prefer a more discrete setting as well. Perhaps you like a more public setting. I'm not sure. You may want to see that woman again. Frankly I don't believe she is that skilled. I think she broke some of the rules that should be in place at such an establishment. Maybe she didn't but it felt that way to me. How you felt about her and what she did, I don't know. I controlled myself but I was livid. Mostly at what I perceived as her mistreatment of you. Was there any good to it? I really had a challenge watching. I don't like to watch my love with others. At all. Maybe it will get better? I may wish to be degraded in some ways but I have no such desire to see you my love derided. I tried to be nice about it. Since you seemed okay with things I let it continue but. Tell me what you felt and thought?"


"That man, he took me on a journey of sorts with nothing but his voice and the touch of his fingers on mine. It was, very satisfying. Very. I would like us to see him. I mean he seems knowledgeable. He is skilled. He is willing. To me, we came to meet someone like him tonight and succeeded far faster than I could have imagined."

As they return home and walk into the house, she stops Tony and kisses him, holding him close.

"I hope you are still willing to continue with our explorations, darling. Are you? Do you agree we can call Mr. Claymore? I'd like to go ahead with things as soon as we can arrange it. What night can you meet?"

*She hugs him and kisses his neck.*
 
I kept my answers low key and brief in the car ride home, fearing that the wrong answer might prompt a return to the club. I hoped she hadn't left disappointed and that we hadn't made a mistake talking to the first dom we met. "I guess I had fun, it wasn't exactly what I expected, it all happened so fast. It wasn't as bad as I probably made it seem to be but I didn't know her and when she got me naked I didn't know what to expect, maybe she had a knife or something. But I think for the most part these clubs are safe but I think it is best that we just take our training slow. Frankly I don't think I could watch you with another person so I'm proud you showed restraint." I said giving her a kiss as stopped at the red light.

My head was still spinning when we arrived back home. Though beyond the point of physical exhaustion, my mind was more alert than it had ever been. The way she had talked about Claymore seemed odd, they had just met and already she seemed to have a crush on him. I hoped it was Elise talking and not his brainwashing or some type of threat. But I know Elise well and she doesn't rush into anything without all the facts so that's probably why I got finger flicked bruises on my penis and all she got was a business card tonight.

"As far as Claymore, I'm free tomorrow, do you think we should go to his house or invite him here? I'm a little apprehensive about going to a stranger's house, especially after what happened to me tonight. He's probably got more tools and devices to help us, so as long as you're there I'll feel safe. And like you said about Claymore taking you on a journey with just his words, it was sort of like that with Marian. I mean she taught me that I'm in control. I know it was a brief lesson but it used to be that anytime I came in contact with your flesh, I would immediately be aroused but tonight I learned some self-control."

Undressing I mused, "You know El, I did have fun even though I was completely naked in the middle of a room. But I think it woke up some closet exhibitionist in me, I'm half tempted to take the garbage cans to the curb in the morning wearing only a smile." I said chuckling.

When her back was turned I stripped completely nude and slid under the covers. I hadn't slept nude in years but thought it would be the perfect way to cap off the night. My balls ached with passion from being aroused many times this evening but only releasing once. I assumed my normal position of sleeping on my side with my arms open. But for the first time in years my wife filled the void of my open arms. Usually she slept facing away from me another sign of our growing apart. This felt right and it was right she fit perfectly in my arms that had held and comforted her so many times before. I knew that our marriage may soon be changing, hopefully for the better, so I wanted to savor this shining moment amidst a flurry of distance and little or no dialogue. An erection began to grow, grazing her thight. El made no effort to reciprocate my advances, as I softly rubbed the head of my cock against her smooth soft skin as I said. "We had a long day so we don't have to, if you don't want to." A part of me wondered yif I was talking to my wife or my manhood.
 
"I'm glad you feel you had a good time Tony. I was worried there for a while about things."
Elise says feeling warmer now that she knows he did enjoy himself.

She felt a little guilty that she hadn't told Tony that Claymore had actually caused her to orgasm and mastered her already in some ways.

"As for restraint. I had an orgasm in there tonight Tony, I should be honest with you about that, but I am not into public play. At least I'm not yet, I suppose that might change someday." She turns pink flushing with embarrassment.

"I think that if he comes here or we go there should be left up to him. He is in charge and we will have to do things his way. So I will call him first thing and ask if he is free. He will let us know how to proceed. We will be together and we be safe that way but I have no fear for safety with him so far. I don't know why that is. I just trust him."

She laughs when me mentions taking out the garbage in the buff. "Oh sure and old Mrs. Wilcox will call the cops on you, love! That woman doesn't miss a thing! She wouldn't find it amusing. Poor lady probably hasn't had sex in 20 years."

She also decides to sleep nude tonight, feeling so much closer to her husband that she has in a long while, she snuggles in his arms sleepily.

When Tony seems hard and ardent against her body he says they don't have to.

"What have I always said to you Tony?" Elise asks. "Whenever you want sex from me you can have it. You know that. I'm too tired for a scene. I'm not even sure I can concentrate enough to come but I'd be happy for you to fuck me now if you wish. I just don't have much energy left." She says kissing and hugging him in near exhaustion.
 
I chuckled as she talked about Mrs. Wilcox and pressed my finger to her lip. "Shhh don't talk about old lady Wilcox or you'll scare it away." I said lowering my gaze towards my cock.

"Seriously though I know you're always up for a roll in the hay but since I've got this bdsm adrenaline inside of me, I want to try something. You orgasmed without any touch, although it's probably easier for a woman, nevertheless I want to try it too using my own willpower. If I can't make it happen in the next 10 minutes or so I think a handjob and a good night kiss would be the best thing." I said glancing at the clock.

I positioned myself on my knees, crouching between her legs. I hovered just inches from her pink entrance. I felt my cock growing in my hand but released it so that I wouldn't be stimulated by my hand. At first I shut my eyes and threw my head back trying to think of how close I had come to intercourse with Marian. But I knew I didn't need fantasy since I had my wife right in front of me. I tried to put myself in Claymore's mindset. Soon I found myself looking deeply into Elise's drowsy eyes. I saw a happiness inside of her that I hadn't seen in years.
That look must've been enough because before I knew it my testicles were pulling close to my body. I had the pulsating sensation building below my stomach. "Oh Elise, it's working" I said gasping as milky white drops of semen emerged from my engorged cock head. Most slid down the length of my cock and onto the bedsheets. In a mental struggle I told myself to reach down deeper and give El some since this wasn't pleasurable for her. Tightening my abdomen I forced one last shimmering burst onto her vaginal lips.

Falling forward in exhaustion I plunged myself into her. "Elise, darling, I want to fall asleep like this, as one, we've been two seperate beings merely sharing a bed for too long. Tonight I learned we both want the same things and they will be easier to achieve if we return to being one as were were back when we were newlyweds." I fought back a yawn and positioned us side by side, still interlocked, so we could watch each other's last moments before sweet slumber.
 
Elise laughs at Tony's joke about the old lady and his cock. She looks at his cock and thinks about how much she loves his cock. Elise wonders if he really knows that. It seems to her that she can never get him to accept how very much she did love him and also loves sex with him.

Listening to her husband she wonders how he thinks he can come or make her come in 10 minutes without touching. She loves his passion and how he will just jump into something full of enthusiasm and he can just let go. She on the other hand approaches things carefully, needing to do them slowly and in the correct order always following the rules.

Watching him sleepily but happily as he kneels between her legs, she knows her pinkness was exposed to his eyes and that she was swollen and wet from coming earlier. This makes her color slightly and heat rise to her face.

She watches him. Tony shuts his eyes and throws back his head. A flash of green goes through her mind. What was he thinking about/ Probably not her. He was not interested in even looking at her, he was in fact shutting his view of her out. Perhaps he was thinking about that bitch at the club. Her jealousy flared anew, searing her soul. As quick as it came, she tried to choke it down. He could be thinking about anything and anyone. Hell he could be thinking of animals for all she knows and what does it matter? As long as he gets pleasure from it, it should all be okay. She really does believe that, deeply.

He opens his eyes and looks into her's. She feels a little thrill and warmth. That look. It is just so hot. He is her man again, just hers, and wanting only Elise, his looks says that. She loves that look it makes her feel good all over and happy. Tony speaks to her before long.

"Oh Elise, it's working" Tony says. Her eyes slide down and she sees his cock spurting. That makes her smile even wider and she licks her lips. He spurts again and this time his precious cream lands on her cunt lips making her grin at Tony.

Then he falls on top of her and plunges his cock into her willing flesh. It feels so good. She laughs with a giddy pleasure.

"That is amazing darling I can't believe you did that!" she says pulling him closer and hugging him tight. Her ass hurts suddenly and she moves with him a bit to get at a better angle.

"Elise, darling, I want to fall asleep like this, as one, we've been two separate beings merely sharing a bed for too long. Tonight I learned we both want the same things and they will be easier to achieve if we return to being one as were back when we were newlyweds."

Happily he also moves them on their sides so she is able to be more comfortable and yet stay connected to her love as they both fall asleep feeling more hopeful and happy than they have in a long time.

The next morning she is full of smiles and kisses for Tony. The little looks they share make them both very happy. There is a new security and passion between them.

She calls Claymore from the kitchen phone, nervously arranging the spices into precise alphabetical order, then she does them by size, and finally by color as she waits to be connected.

When he picks up her heart jumps a little and her hands ceases the re-sorting by degrees of flavor intensity.

"Mr. Claymore? This is Elise, we met at the club last night? My husband and I have had time to discuss it and would like to make our first appointment with you if you are still willing. Would tonight be okay? Where and when, works for you?"

She talked a little too fast and just hopes she is making sense. She picks up a pen and opens day timer ready to write down details should he agree.
 
I awoke the next morning to a semi-erect cock just outside of Elise's pussy. I seemed to be stuck to her flesh and gently pulled but couldn't free myself from her. I licked my fingers and rubbed them over my cock, that did the trick and I got out of bed, glancing back at her sleeping body. I went to the bathroom to take a shower and when I returned she was gone.

I found El in the kitchen on the phone jabbering quickly and nervously. She was giddy as a schoolgirl, all she needed was to be lying on her stomach in bed, twisting chewing gum around her finger as she talked to her friend about a boy. But in this case her friend was a man, a man who one way or another was going to change our lives.

I gave her a soft smack on the ass as I walked past her and to the coffeemaker. She jumped a little and I quickly remembered the whip crack from the night before. "Sorry" I mouthed to her, not wanting to interrupt her phone conversation.

My eyes widened as I eavesdropped and heard her trying to make an appointment with Claymore for tonight. I hoped my body would be recovered by then, but shook it off by saying to myself "This will probably be just like the first day of school. He'll teach us some things like breathing techniques or more things about self-control, but I doubt there'll be a pop quiz." I chuckled at my warped sense of humor of comparing experimenting in bdsm with my wife to school.

I started to sit at my usual spot at the table and read the paper as usual. I decided that the routine had gotten me into the mess of being stuck in a rut with Elise. If I wanted get out of that rut, I knew I had to change other things about my relationship with her, things outside of the bedroom. But today felt so much more different than the hundreds of other mornings the day after we had sex. Today I couldn't keep myself off of her. As she talked on the phone, I was kissing her hands, her shoulders, her neck, and her forehead. I was somewhat surprised at the effect one night of passionate lovemaking with just a dash of bdsm was already having on our relationship. It was profound and I even found myself scribbling on a notepad "Tell Claymore I came without touching you." I held the pad up to Elise and smiled. Though I barely knew Claymore I felt as if I was already seeking his approval for what I knew so far.
 
After my breakfast, I sit in my chair, waiting for the call that I know will surely come. The couple that I had met last evening, there was something about them, and I was certain that they would choose the Path.

I look down, and there she sits, on her velvet cushion, head resting lightly on my thigh. My alpha sub, Imogen. The silver collar that she wears, sparkling in the morning sunlight.

My cell phone rings, and Imogen hands it to me, eyes lowered, as is the requirement.

"Hello?"

"Mr. Claymore? This is Elise, we met at the club last night? My husband and I have had time to discuss it and would like to make our first appointment with you if you are still willing. Would tonight be okay? Where and when, works for you?"

"Oh yes my dear, I remember you both very well, and I must admit I was little concerned that Marian might have put off your husband, but now I perceive that that is not the case."

"My husband is here with me Sir, and has asked me to tell you that he had an orgasm, without touching himself last night, and that it was amazing."

"Excellent my dear, please, pass on my congratulations to him. Now, this evening, one moment please, while Imogen checks my diary......... Yes that will be fine. I will be with you at say 8:30, will that be acceptable my dear?"


I wait a few moments, hearing her talking with her husband

"Yes Sir, that wil be perfect. Err, is there anything we need to do, or wear?"

"No no my dear, not at all, we will mainly be talking. There is a slight possibility that if all goes well, I may ask for a blindfold, but we will cross that bridge as and when we reach it"


After she has given me their address, and said godbye, I smile at Imogen, lifting her head, allowing her to gaze at me.

Opening my robe I whisper to her

You may have yur reward now my pet."

Seeing the smile that lights up her face, as she turns, and takes hold of my now tumescant member, I settle back to enjoy.
 
Smiling she turns back to Tony and kisses him. She clicks the phone off with her thumb and lets it down on the counter.

"Judging from how we both feel today I'd say things are getting better already!" Elise says with a giggle.

"He will be here at our place around 8:30. He says it will mostly be talking but there is a slight chance he might ask for a blindfold." She giggles again. This is not her normal expression at all. Usually she is quiet and serious not giddy.

"Hey Tony? Want to have a little breakfast before work?" She says as he teases and tickles her. She pulls up her skirt suggestively a wicked smile on her face.

Later she leaves for work her mind for once not on business matters as she drives in. No her mind is on this new enticing path and her love. He is so sweet and already she feels so much closer to him.

Elise decides to try to get off early and make certain the house is perfect. On her cell she dials up the maid service to give a few extra instructions for the cleaning that day. Everything must be perfect. This will be the first time the Master is in their home and she wants it to go well.

Her mind runs over lists and lists of things to do until she is nearly exhausted merely from thinking of them and it seems she can't possibly get it all done.

At work, she pulls her mind reluctantly, to focus on that work day alone. She works well and rather hard in hopes of being able to finish and cut out a bit early.

On the way home a little later than she had hoped but still plenty early enough, she boils over about her boss's stupidity and how the bitch is breaking company policies. Elise can't believe that such rules don't apply to her immediate supervisor. No one cares except those that have to toil under her.

Elise goes over every word she said and her boss said during a heated moment. What should she have done differently? Why can no one see? Someday I'll figure out a way to see her fall. Elise thinks. Greedy incompetent, mean people should not get advantages from social and political connections that allow them to fuck up the company and flaunt the rules. Someday I hope to see her screw up so bad that the higher ups can't ignore it any longer. Maybe her damn husband will beat her to death. She thinks with a smile. He had been arrested once. Since he was a local celebrity of sorts it had made the news. Normally Elise was a woman's rights type but damn she'd beat the bitch too if she were married to her.

Realizing that her thoughts were making her drive too aggressively and with anger she decides to work on that. She puts on some music and lets it change her mind set. The CD is lovely, piano is one of her favorite instruments the sound of it touches her soul.

Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata takes her out of all that anger and pressure. Her mind drifts to better things. She will inch again, along the path tonight, driven by her own needs, her love and her new acquaintance Master Claymore.

She can't wait. She pushes the remote for the garage on her visor and drives in. Once inside she sets the house player to a Gino Vanelli CD, called Summers of My Life, and begins making the little touches she deems needed for the night.

Gino makes her sad and makes her smile at the same time. His lyrics haunt her.

"The sea is sad the world is stray
The love of earth has passed away
And war after war how we fail and ignore what we defend
And soon it will end

The pain is east the pain is west
The greed of all men has ravaged the blessed
And year after year every crime reappears without a care

Where are the summers of my life
Have the seasons all gone cold
Where are the lovers of this life
Who's drowned the fires of our souls
What have we done

If God is good then God be cruel
Take back the world you've granted to fools
Salvage the land that is best without man and all his grief

Where are the summers of my life
Have the seasons all gone cold
Where are the lovers of this life
Who's drowned the fires of our souls

Where are the summers of my life
Have the seasons all gone cold
Where are the lovers of this life
Who's drowned the fires of our souls"

Elise gets herself ready next, dressing carefully and fixing her hair and makeup. Singing along and dancing through the house.

Then she begins to make a lovely but light supper for Tony and herself. While doing that she prepares some small snacks for later when Claymore comes over.

She greats Tony with a kiss, and offers him some more of his favorite wine, along with their supper. Like Tony she has decided to change things up and serves out on the deck for a change. The magnificent sunset provides the entertainment for the meal.

When Tony goes to get ready she cleans up from supper and tidies obsessively. Putting the lights low so the room glows a bit with gold luminosity, she puts in an Erotica Trio CD.

Everything is done. She waits and tidies. She waits. For Tony. For Master Claymore. For them and to be resuscitated once more she waits.
 
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As she pulled her up skirt to tease me about breakfast, I was a little surprised but wasn't about to be outdone. I grabbed the maple syrup from the counter and slid to my knees before. I pretended as if I was going to squirt some syrup on her but she playfully pushed me away.

I looked at the time and knew I better be off for work. I grabbed two slices of toast, kissed her on the cheek, and dashed out the door. For the first time in years I found myself being a clockwatcher, but for the first time in years I finally had something new and exciting to look forward to when I came home.
I shook my head as I heard sniveling kiss-ass middle managers degrading their secretaries all day. A part of me wanted to invite them to the club and let Marian have her way with those guys will the secretaries watched and saw what true humilation was. But I wasn't there to be anyone's savior, I was just here for a paycheck. I didn't want to share my dirty little secret of how great the bdsm club was, I just hoped that justice would prevail and those managers would get what they deserved, hopefully in the form of indictments.

The sounds of piano greeted me as I entered the house. I heard Elise humming, something she only did when she was extremely happy or extremely nervous. I returned her welcome home kiss and asked "What smells so good?" I began sniffing around the appetizers and entrees before returning to her and saying softly "Oh it's you." I kissed her neck, tasting her perfume.

Outside on the deck we both nervously checked our watches. I adjusted my tie, I had stayed in my work clothes, as a reminder of who I was and what I hoped Claymore could make me. I didn't expect miracles during the first lesson but with Marian I had gotten more than I bargained for so I just wanted Claymore to see us as we are at are most natural. Awkward silence filled the air as the only sounds that could be heard were the CD's deep erotic bass and me crunching on a crisp carrot.
 
Imogen puts down the drawing pad and charcoal that are her constant companions during her hours away from her Master, pushing away the sketch she just completed of him talking on the phone. He takes her face in his hands and turns it toward the object her true desire. She is hoping he will take her with him to this upcoming appointment. Her years of service to Master have made her an ever-capable assistant in his training missions, and she is virtually limitless in her devotion to him.

She nuzzles into his crotch and runs her fingers along his length, then scooping his testicles in her fingers, reaches with her mouth to lick around the head of his member, which jumps to attention at her ministrations. She buries him into her waiting mouth, eager to tend to his needs. This part of him, so familiar to her, hardens and lengthens with each sucking motion. Imogen knows well how to please her longtime Master. Her nearly waist-length, dark hair cascades down her back. Master Claymore wraps his hands around the strands, controlling her movements to suit his desires. She continues to work her hands---one below stroking his balls, and the other wrapped around the base of his shaft, as her mouth pleasures him to ecstacy. She feels him grow and spasm.

"Oh, my favorite little one," he says, as he explodes in her mouth. "How well you know your Master."

Imogen swallows contentedly, so happy to please him. Perhaps now he will take her with him on this new adventure. Who are these people he will meet with? And what did the evil Marian do to this woman's husband? Imogen suspects her own assistance would be helpful to Master. She is a useful and experienced sub for his training purposes, and although she hates to switch, she does so at Master's command, as his assistant and his slave.
 
I sit in my car with Imogen at my sidefor 5 minutes, parked down the street from the house that I am too attend. I always insist on being punctual, and arriving at the appointed time. Thinking of this morning, and how my little one did serve me, did pleasure me. I look at her,she is so sweet, and I wonder if she knows how much I dearly love her.

Tony opens the door for us when we do finally arrive, at 8.30 precisely, he seems surprised that I am not alone, He takes me throught o the lounge, where Elise sits on the couch waiting. After the greetings and introductions are exchanged, they sit holding hands, wathching me expectantly. As I too sit, in the armchair, and Imogen takes her place at my feet.

" I have to tell you both, Elise and Tony, that I was delighted to receive your call this morning. I see that surprises you does it not? Well, let me explain. On rare occasions, I am very lucky, in that someone, or a couple enter our club, whom I know will fit in. Will become valuable members, who have a natural affinity for the lifestyle. I had the feeling last night, and nothing has happened today to change it. So, down to the matter in hand."

I note that they look a little stunned, as Imogen opens my briefcase, and passes me some documents.

"Firstly let me say, there are no fees charged for this, every thing that I give is a gift. The same gift that I received from my teacher. I here to, if you like, show you the way. Guide you along the Path, the path to sexual, and dare I say it, marital fullfillment. It wont be quick, these things never are, you have much to learn, and to digest.
There are the rules of course, rules that are written in stone almost. The Rule of the Eye, the Fist, the Greek, and of course, in this modern age, the rule of safe sex. I have with me some recommended reading, and a couple of recommended web sites. The prime one being Castlerealm.com. An excellent site for the novice.
I know it seems like a lot of work at first, but persevere, take your time, do the exercises, and you will get there.

I noticed your eyes change when I mentioned exercises Tony, trust me , you are not going out jogging for hours. These are sexual exercises. Exrcises to increase your pleasure, prolong it also. Prolong your orgasms, and hopefully, take you Tony, to multiple orgasm. We will also explore your fantasies, both of you, but I will come to that shortly.

Soon, when you are ready, I shall invite you both into my home, to observe. To watch and to learn. My beautiful Imogen here, will join me, and possibly one, or even two more, to demonstarte for you. You will watch, and hopefully learn from us.Eventually, being invited to participate, once your inbuilt petty jealousies have been cast out, by your new depth of knowledge and understanding.

Is that all clear to you both so far?"


I see them nod at me, seeming a little non plussed at all the information.

"Right, that is enough information for now, tell me Elise, do you have the blindfold here?"

"Yes Sir, I have it here"

"Good, Tony, will you place a chair in the center of the room and sit on it please."

He looks a little unsure, but does as I say. and Imogen moves to stand by the chair.

"Now then Tony, Imogen will place the blindfold over your eyes, and then she and I will resume our seats. We will be totally silent, for you Tony wil be doing the talking. I want you to tell us about yourself, about yourself sexually that is. The first time you masturbated, had sex, and any variations on sex.Be as open as you can, and try to relax, Once you are into it, you will find it easier. You will also talk about your current sex life. your needs, desires, any dark secrets that you may hold inside you. And, most importantly, your fantasies. I will record what you say, but you keep the tape, for use at a later date. Is that all right Tony, do you agree."

"Yas Claymore, I wil try, but dont expect too much of me."


Imogen places the blindfold about his eyes, and returns to sit by my feet, switching on the tape, and smiling across at Elise.

"Tony, you may begin"
 
Imogen sits quietly, content at her Master's feet. As Tony details his sexual history, she thinks about her own history with Master Claymore. They have come to depend on one another in their Master/slave roles, each effortlessley fulfilling the needs of the other with the understanding they have gained over the years. When she is punished, it is only for her occasional forgetfullness to do a required task. Master's other subs incur the majority of his wrath. However, when he flogs only for his pleasure, it is always Imogen he chooses. For her, the border of pleasure and pain is intoxicating, and he takes her there as a reward for her love and devotion as much as his own desire to wield the whip and flogger. He knows where her her fine line is between pleasure and pain, and can keep her on that tightrope, perfectly balanced between the two, until his pleasure is met and she is wet with desire for him.

Imogen rests her head on her Master's leg affectionately, as Tony continues on about his first sexual experiences. Imogen sees the love in Elise's eyes as she looks at her husband, and knows she and Elise share a common bond in their emotional makeup. She is grateful that Elise is there and knows they will become fast friends. Elise will be needing Imogen's support in the training to come.
 
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Claymore's car pulled in but lingered in the driveway for a few minutes. I didn't want to wave my arms and draw attention to us since we did have neighbors and don't want to arouse suspicion. I also didn't want to approach his car for fear that he had some punishment planned if I took the first step. I could hear his door ajar alarm dinging and made my way to the front door to let him.

I was surprised to see a woman about my age with him. Under any other circumstances I would assume she was his wife but I knew I'd have to continue to remind myself that this wasn't a normal dinner with friends, so she was most likely his sub. The strands of black hair that covered her face and the way she didn't make eye contact until told do so should've have also been clues for me.
Claymore introduced her as Imogen. She sat at his feet gazing up at him with much adoration. Elise squeezed my hand tightly as Claymore began speaking. I was a little puzzled when Imogen began pulling out documents from a briefcase. After all I had spent all day in a stuffy office worrying about triplicate and protocols, the last thing I wanted was paperwork in my sex life.

As he spoke and mentioned the different rules and websites that would be useful for us, I motioned for Elise to hand me the pad and pen on the coffeetable. I began jotting down what he said, feeling as if there would be a quiz later.

"I understand Claymore. We're putty in your hands and if there's something we're not comfortable with we'll let you know. But for the most part we know we need help. We tried experimenting in this lifestyle by ourselves and though it was pleasurable it didn't go exactly as well as we wanted it to." I paused there not wanting to give him details.

As his slave blindfolded me, I had a sinking feeling in my stomach. I felt my pulse increase, fearing this was a trap and while I was blindfolded and helpless he may do whatever he wants to Elise. Nevertheless I didn't want to argue and make things harder than they needed to be so I took a seat and shut my eyes as the blindfolded was tied. I opened my eyes to darkness.

He wanted to know about my sex life. This wasn't go to be easy, I didn't kiss and tell and Elise didn't know most of my sexual experiences. I cleared my throat and began "Well...the first time I ever masturbated I was 12 years old. I had many erections but never had the urge to touch myself until one night during the summer. I pulled off my underwear and crawled under the covers. The smooth cold cotton sheets felt good against my naked skin making the sentistivity even more. I began rubbing my hand on my cock and lied on my stomach. I bundled the sheet up and began thrusting on it. Before I knew it I felt a tightening sensation just above my penis. I thought I had hurt myself and stopped. I looked down and saw myself ejaculating. I wiped the semen off of my bed with a sock. I still felt sticky so I went to take a shower. The hot water got me aroused again and began stroking my cock and soon orgasmed again." I stopped listening for any reaction from Elise.

I continued "I lost my virginity when I was 16 to my brother's girlfriend, Sarah. She was mad at him for cheating on her and wanted to get back at him. I knew I was being used but I was desperate to get some. It's pretty much a blur, all I remember is her telling me to meet her in five minutes in my brother's room. I waited and opened the door to find her lying on the bed in her bra and panties. She pulled her panties off and told me to fuck her. I noticed there was a video camera on, part of her revenge I assumed. So I put myself inside of her and didn't really know what to do so she did all the work. I remember being amazed at warm and tight she felt, even though I knew she had probably sex hundreds of times. She wiggled her hips and told me not to cum in her. I pulled out and came on her pubic hair. I remember watching her dab her finger in the milky white semen. She licked her finger clean, paused for a moment, and told me my brother cums more than I do. Then she shut off the camera, got dressed, and left."

"I didn't experience oral sex until prom night. My date wanted to keep her virginity and despite my pleas of "it being a tradition" she refused. She barely kissed the head of my cock, mostly she just stroked it. But we were in a parking lot and she kept seeing headlights drive by so she stopped. I didn't experience oral with ejaculation until college when I met Elise. And to this day I haven't had anal sex. Sexually I think I'm somewhat experienced and satisfied but I feel like I've reached a peak with what I know. So I want to learn more and improve on what I do know." I stopped not wanting to detail any of my sexual experiences with Elise, at least not yet anyways.

"As far as fantasies, they are mostly bdsm things. I want to be told what to do when I'm having sex. I think that stems from my first experience with my Sarah. But at the same time I want to be in control, I don't want to be tied up, or be spanked while I'm being told. So I think one of the problems in our sex life is that I don't know what I want. Elise is great, she would do anything I ask of her, yet I don't know what to ask. I have no problem being dominant, there's been many nights when Elise wanted to go to sleep but I continued until I got my orgasm. I was glad to see her get jealous when I was with Marian last night but I want that jealousy to lead to more of an effort on her part to keep me interested. I want her to tell her coworkers that I gave it to her so hard last night and now she can barely walk. Or when we buy condoms at the drugstore I want her to make spontaneous comments about how we'll use those condoms to the clerk. Nothing too dirty or offensive but enough that total strangers know that I am a stud. I know the details our sex life being shared outside of the bedroom will help us. For example she knew I was aroused last night and when we had sex she referred to my cock as "all mine" which was amazing. So I need her to be more vocal during sex."

I stopped because my mouth was getting dry from talking. "As you can see Claymore, I'm just an average guy and that bothers me. I want to be above average and that's where you come in." The blindfold seemed to be getting tigther and as the silence got longer in the room, my breathing became faster. I heard the tape recorder click and shut off and heard footsteps coming towards me.
 
Imogen listens intently to Tony, as she will be heavily involved in his training in whatever ways her Master demands. She looks over at Elise as Tony details some issues of their sex life. Imogen can see that Elise will require some uncomfortable training ahead. Clearly, being too tired for Master is not an option! Imogen remembers back to when she, too, had less interest in sex. But Master Claymore would stand none of that, and his skills were so finely honed that any woman would find it easy to stay focused and on task. If they did not, they would be startled indeed by the crack of the cat whip.

Imogen sees great potential in Tony, and a true desire to become a fine Master for Elise. Elise would be drawn to that control, and Imogen suspects that their sex life will become renewed through their new bonds, and continue to grow as Tony learns to push Elise's limits and control her, without breaking her. Tony needs skills, yes; but his desire for serious study is strong, and he seems genuine in his requests for help from Master.
 
I watch, as Imogen releases Tony, and he returns to the couch. I can see the look on Imogen`s face, and now that she has observations to make of her own, which she will when we are alone.
I am well aware that Imogen is a very perceptive person indeed, and I decide to use her perception, to help this pleasant couple.
I see Elise start to rise, and stop her.

"Not yet Elise, we shall let Tony recover from his prdeal first, which I think he deserves to.We shall relax for a while, and take a glass of wine I think.

Now then Tony, when we first arrived here, I saw the surprise on your face, that I had my alpha sub with me. I have to tell you, Imogen, my love, and my life, travels everywhere with me. She serves me in all manner of ways, in whatever I do, and I truly love her with all of my heart.
I know that this evening is for me, to introduce you to the lifestyle, but, there is also another side to things. The side, that is, of the views of the true submissive."


As I say this, I stroke her hair softly with my hand.

"Consequently, I think it an excellent idea, for Imogen to join you both on the couch, and let you have her views and ideas. Ideas which I am sure you will find very enlightening."
 
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