Whips and Chains, Training together. (Open. Private mail me to join.)

"Oh, see once again I've misunderstood you? I guess I knew you didn't want to see me with another woman so I'm not sure why I said it. I think most of our problems are communication problems. Either lack of communication or lack of clear communication. To be honest with you when you mentioned the bdsm stuff I was very excited because in the few movies and things I've seen about it, the master or mistress was always very clear and direct with their orders. I guess it turns me on to be told what to do or to have you tell me what you're doing to me like you did earlier when you sucked me off. As far as learning the lifestyles from others, I don't know about that. If it's what you want I'll do it for you. It may help our marriage since we can schedule sessions with these bdsm experts, it'll be a night out for us, something we can do together." I paused to catch my breath.

"From what you've said we'll probably have to let a master teach you and a mistress teach me or a sub since I think I like switching roles. I wouldn't consider it cheating since I know about it, but I would like to at least be in the room during the sessions so I can see what he does to you and what you like and learn how to pleasure you better. So now is our chance to have an open dialogue about this. Let me know what you want to do about this situation and I will agree completely because I'm into this as well. The night is still pretty young so we could check the internet for a bdsm club in our area or we could just call it a night, I'll leave it up to." I was almost of out of breath from talking but I felt so relieved.

I chuckled slightly as I said "You know El, this is probably the longest conversation we've had in years that didn't involve our stock portfolios."
 
Tony says, You know El, this is probably the longest conversation we've had in years that didn't involve our stock portfolios."

She laughs then and for a while she can’t stop. The night has been so full of ups and downs. She is just wrung out and giddy. She ends up holding on to him for support. One of her arms around him the other on her stomach that hurt from laughing so hard.

He joined her eventually; she was so infectious with her laugh. At first he looked quizzical his eyebrows shooting up and then he started to laugh and they both just held onto each other laughing together.

“Oh Tony!” she says when she can catch her breath. “I love you so much!” She kisses him hard.

“Okay I have been researching it for a while now. I think you should do your own research. I would like to be trained and I would love to share it with you. I think in some ways that might make it harder though to have you there while I am in training. Since I want this, I would like you to have the same opportunity too. I’m glad you like the idea of switching things up, that sounds very promising to me. I really believe I am mostly a sub though, with training I could find myself in a different place.

I think you have to be a sub before you learn to dominate another. So Tony that may be hard for you. I don’t know. Yes we can look online and we can call someone. Or we can take a few days to think about things and let you do some research of your own. I am very excited about all this Tony. I think we need to take more time, make more time for us. Make us a priority more often. Let’s do try going to a club soon! Yes! That is a great idea! I understand those places are discrete and you can watch and not have to play if you are just getting a look at things!”

She hugged him tight. “Thank you Tony! Thank you for understanding and being so willing.” She says.
 
We sat there laughing which was a huge relief because a few minutes ago I feared I may be sleeping in a hotel so she could get her thoughts together.

"I think I could handle being a sub, but it really turns me on when you ride me. It's probably a silly reason but I like knowing that you're in control. So I guess I have sub tendencies but when I was behind you spanking you, the feeling was incredible. I hope with the proper training I could learn to dominate like you want me to. Personally I'm not that into meaningless pain so that's going to be the hardest part for me to get used to about domming or subbing. I mean I get turned on by the thought of you telling me to lick your pussy and pleasure you. But I don't think it would have the same erotic effect on me if you told me that while putting clamps on my nipples. But this is a learning process so I'm anxious to see what goes on at these clubs. Who knows maybe what we see there will get us so hot and bothered that we'll be in the backseat of my car in the parking lot?" I said with a smug grin.

"Although maybe we should call someone and do this in the privacy and safety of our own home. I'm excited by all of this too. You're right this will help us and this is something we can share at anytime there doesn't need to be a special occassion. Just so we're clear is there anything that you wouldn't want to do with my mistress or sub? And anything that you wouldn't allow your master to do to you? I want to be there to see you get pleasured but I also want to be there just in case things get out of hand. Do we need to think of safe words or anything like that? Well, we can talk about this stuff in the car, I'm in the mood for checking out a club if you are. Oh and El, I love you too" I said planting a soft kiss on her forehead. It had been so long since I had held her and made her feel safe. To have the joy of those moments suddenly return to me was amazing.

I was a little disappointed that our sex seemed to be over for the evening but the excitement of the unknown pleasures waiting for us at the club immensely outweighed the slight discomfort I felt in my loins from lack of orgasm.
 
"I think I could handle being a sub, but it really turns me on when you ride me. It's probably a silly reason but I like knowing that you're in control. So I guess I have sub tendencies but when I was behind you spanking you, the feeling was incredible. I hope with the proper training I could learn to dominate like you want me to." Tony says

"Oh, I'd like that too, very much." Elise says quietly, her eyes looking large and warm.

"Personally I'm not that into meaningless pain so that's going to be the hardest part for me to get used to about domming or subbing. I mean I get turned on by the thought of you telling me to lick your pussy and pleasure you. But I don't think it would have the same erotic effect on me if you told me that while putting clamps on my nipples. But this is a learning process so I'm anxious to see what goes on at these clubs. "

"Oh Tony, the pain isn't meaningless. It's not even really pain necessarily to me. I mean when you were spanking me, it felt like pleasure. There was a sting and an impact sure, but it all melded together into a wave of pleasure. I don't know about clamps on nipples either, you know how sensitive my body is, particularly my nipples, but I'm willing to try anything once..."

Together they say, "Twice if I Iike it and all the damn time if I love it!" Again they are laughing and holding each other. Her longtime saying, something he had found very appealing when he first met her, reminding them of more carefree days.

College days, when they thought their lives were busy. In point of fact, they always had a little spending money back then and time. Oh the time they had, they could manage to screw at least three times a day back then. Those were wonderful days.

"Who knows maybe what we see there will get us so hot and bothered that we'll be in the backseat of my car in the parking lot?" Tony says with a smirk.

"Maybe so." She smiles and nods agreeing with him.

"Although maybe we should call someone and do this in the privacy and safety of our own home. I'm excited by all of this too. You're right this will help us and this is something we can share at anytime there doesn't need to be a special occasion. Just so we're clear is there anything that you wouldn't want to do with my mistress or sub? And anything that you wouldn't allow your master to do to you? I want to be there to see you get pleasured but I also want to be there just in case things get out of hand."

Her body warms inside again. He wants to protect her! She loves that about him.

"I can't think of anything I wouldn't want you to do. I just would want you to do things that you wanted. I'm not sure how I feel about you being forced into things really. I mean I know I want to be forced and controlled but I'm not sure how you would feel about that."

"I wouldn't like to be branded or tattooed. I don't think I'd want to get into scat play or water sports to the extent I was eating or drinking things. Other than that I just don't know Tony. I'm not sure what my limits are. Real pain maybe. The sort where I think I may need to go to the emergency room. Yeah, I don't want that." She continues.

"Do we need to think of safe words or anything like that? Well, we can talk about this stuff in the car, I'm in the mood for checking out a club if you are. Oh and El, I love you too" Tony said planting a soft kiss on her forehead.

"Well, um..." She pauses to enjoy his kiss. "Now? You want to go now?" She blinks several times.

"I'm a perfect wreck I'm sure. My face must be all puffy and red. My body is wet and to be honest, I'm starting to feel sore and achy. Maybe we should wait until tomorrow night. I think I should at least take some Advil and get a shower. I don't know if I can tonight, but after I do that, maybe I'll feel up to it. I don't want to disappoint you Tony. Really. Maybe you can get on the Internet and find a club while I take care of myself? Look at the site I have book marked about connecting up with others who are into this sort of thing too? Please don't be mad?" She says and kisses him, then walks away.

She is not walking like she normally does. Her sexy, confident, slinky kind of walk is gone. She is moving gingerly. Like she is hurting and is afraid each movement will make her hurt more. Elise goes to the bathroom, opens the medicine cabinet and dry swallows three Advil. Running water in the sink she cups her hand under the facet, scooping up some water and drinks it. She starts the shower running and gratefully steps into the warm flow, she hasn't come tonight and she really is sort of frustrated but she doesn't like touching herself much. She is too wrung out from the roller coaster of emotions to even bother. She feels a pang of resentment. He has come and she hasn't. Elise smiles when she thinks about his orgasm though. How good it felt to her, how he tasted. Oh well she didn't need to come. She thinks Elise just cleans up and tries to feel better.

She pulls a big fluffy towel from the rack and ties it around her chest as she walks into the bedroom. Sitting down on the bed she tries to decide if she feels well enough to go anywhere tonight. She quickly stands up. Sitting down doesn't feel good. Ouch!
 
Waves of nostalgia flooded my memory. It was comforting to know she hadn't forgotten our good times together.

"I understand El, I know you take pride in your appearance but honestly I don't think the people at the clubs are going to care. But you know how I am, I get all excited about things and rush into them without thinking them through. Thus a kayak, jet ski, and mountain bike that are gathering dust in our garage. So you go ahead and get yourself cleaned up and I'll see what I can find." I said fetching her laptop from the hallway.

I could hear the shower turn on as I began browsing. Most of the sites she had bookmarked were text only, which was comforting to know she was just researching. Even the personal ads didn't seem too overly explicit, from what I could tell the bulk of them were posted by novices just like us. I searched the ads for all of her usernames and favorite nicknames and couldn't find any matches. I was relieved that she hadn't explored without me, I believed her words but sometimes I just needed physical proof. I did a search for clubs in our area and only received two matches. One was what I was almost certain was a brothel. My colleague had visited it and came to work the next day covered in bitemarks. He told us the woman just had a fetish but I think perhaps he wasn't being honest with us. The other match was a club on the outskirts of town. Its ad boasted that it never closed and had a high success rate of pleasure in the form of repeat customers. This club seemed legit and the site tour which included a photo gallery of everything, including the novice lounge, only sweetened the deal. I jotted the address down on a piece of paper.

I logged off and became fully aware that reading all of information about BDSM had aroused me. Resting my face on my hand I could feel my mind start to drift into a daydream fantasy. In my fantasy I could see myself putting a tie around my neck and walked towards the bathroom. Elise always said I truly looked like a businessman when I wore a tie. I cleared my throat so I could raise my voice and be heard over the running water. "Hey El, I found us a good club." I listened but didn't hear any response. Her distorted image through the shower curtain didn't appear to be moving. I approached it and shook the curtain. "Hey El? You okay in there?" I listened again and this time was greeted with "Who is it?" I chuckled, she always would ask who it was whenever I would knock on the bathroom door even though she knew it was only her and I in the house. "It's a businessman selling information about bdsm clubs in our area. You and I have some unfinished business." I said stepping into the shower with her. But I was shaken out of my fantasy when I heard her gasp in surprise at the pain that accompanied her when she tried to sit down.

I smiled at her doing my best to comfort her and show my remorse for hurting her. "I found a club across town, it has a lounge for newbies and curious people like us. It's far enough away that I don't think we'll have to worry about any of our friends and neighbors seeing us going there." I said fighting off a yawn. "So are we done for the night or are you up for a drive? I'm going to grab a quick shower and let you decide."
 
Elise tries to decide if they should really go to the club tonight. She really doesn't feel good on the one hand but she does want to get started and she is intrigued. She knows her love well and he could get bored with all this and drop it the way he has some of his other enthusiasms.

Still he was yawning and she does have a presentation for a major client tomorrow. Maybe he can take the day off but she can't.

He comes out of the shower and she kisses his shoulder. "Honey," She says. "I'm not sure what we will find at the club or how long I can last but lets drive over and at least check it out?"

She says pulling on a soft silky blue dress that didn't cling and leaving off underwear because her ass hurt if anything touched it right then.

In the car, she sort of quietly sits with her ass a little off the seat. Not trying to draw attention to the problem at all. She doesn't want him to feel bad. The wonderful thing about a body, is that it will repair most things. If you let it.

They made it to the club, discussing all sorts of interesting things about what they might see there and laughing both a little fearful and excited.

They didn't get out the car for a minute both putting off this new scary thing. Then Tony got out and came around to open her door. She smiled up at him her eyes wide and they walked to the club entrance.
 
The shower was soothing and helped my body return to a normal state. My balls had been drawn close to my body every since the oral sex with the assumption that I would cum again later. It wasn't totally out of the question but I assumed we'd either read more about bdsm or just go to bed.

As I entered the bedroom after my shower she greeted me with a kiss and her decision. "Sure, we can go check it out." I started to ask her if we should take some toys but that seemed a bit presumptious on my part.
I slid on my cheapest suit, I knew it seemed odd to wear to that type of club but if I was going to meet a mistress I hoped she would rip it off of me and in the process rip away some of my uptight tendencies.

On the drive we talked about what to expect. Neither of us knew but we decided that if one of us needed to leave the room for any reason we both would go. I promised to not leave her alone tonight.

I pushed open the heavy glass doors to the club. Once inside the scent of plastic, leather, and perfume filled the air. I saw a small deserted bar in the corner of the room. In the center of the room a woman was suspended by chains over a man in a leather mask on a bed. I gulped as she was dropped quickly and shuddered as the pulley controlling her squealed. She stopped about an inch above him, blew air softly on his stomach and was raised slowly back to the position she was in when we came in. "Patience." I heard a voice say. I turned around to see a woman, probably about 40, dress in a black business suit. "Pardon me?" I asked. "He's learning patience." She said pointing to the man on the bed. "When he first came here he suffered from premature pleasure, if one can call that pleasure." she said rolling her eyes. "Now he can last 4 hours easily." I nodded as if I was impressed.

We saw a neon sign above a curtain that said "Newbie Lounge". I put my arm on El's back and guided her towards the curtain.
 
Walking gingerly and trying not to show it, Elise appreciated again Tony's care of her. His strong arm on her back made her feel secure in this strange environment. Some of the people, both men and women, she saw as she walked though the club had made her feel simultaneously hot and fearful. It made her excited again. The whole atmosphere was heady to her in fact.

Going to the newcomers lounge they found a more sedate atmosphere and not many people around. There was a bar and she headed to it. She liked the idea of the bar, more chances to talk to people, you could stand at a bar and no one thought it strange and she could use a drink.

"I'd like a double Between the Sheets please." She said to the bartender. She was a cute girl in black leather, that seemed to be the uniform of this crowd. Her hair was back in a long slick pony tail.

She raised her brows and said. "Yeah I bet you would honey!" Then she laughed and mixed Elise's drink. Elise laughed too. "We are new here and just came to check it out. Can you give up some tips about what to do, what goes on?"

The girl looked at Tony her eyebrows again inquisitive. "So stud? What would you like tonight?" She asked teasingly.
 
The bartender took me off guard when she asked what I wanted. "Uh...I...uh" I stammered finally managing to say "I'm just here for moral support." I glanced at Elise who shot back a curious glare at me. I continued, "I mean uh...this is my wife and we are new to the lifestyle. Actually we're BDSM virgins, I'm sure you get a lot of us in here." I said blushing as I realized she was asking my drink order. "I'd like a martini." I said.

I suggested to Elise that we take our drinks and sit down on a couch in the corner. "I know that puts us away from everyone but maybe we need that so we can look around and watch other couples." I said glancing around but found mostly single men in the room. I spotted a row of doors along the back wall and assumed those were private rooms where maybe the women were.

I tapped nervously on the martini glass as I confessed "You know, I feel like I'm in junior high here, I think unless you introduce me to a woman, I'll probably just sit here like a bump on a log. But I'll make an effort to break out of my conservative ways."
 
Elise was happy to sip at her stiff drink and watch the girl flirt with her husband. Tony had no idea how fucking cute he was and it tickled her to see him flustered like that. He was just the best.

The bartender winked at Tony. "Ooh! Virgins eh? I like those." She licked her lips and made his martini. I noticed her hand touching his while she handed it to him. More than she had to, with a finger stroke.

"You too should have fun here, everyone does. Just go slow and stay, open." She says suggestively.

Elise didn't know if she was all camp or for real but she was letting Tony handle it anyway he wanted. She had told him some things tonight and she would stay true to her word. Right then she wanted to grab her husband, throw him against a wall and screw his brains out. She smiled at him watching his reactions to the bartender.

Elise doesn't want to sit down and she doesn't know how to explain why without hurting Tony's feelings so she just acts like she didn't hear that part of what Tony said.

He tapped nervously on the martini glass as I confessed "You know, I feel like I'm in junior high here, I think unless you introduce me to a woman, I'll probably just sit here like a bump on a log. But I'll make an effort to break out of my conservative ways."

Elise immediately turns back to the bartender. "What is your name?" She asks.

"Marian." The girl answers.

"Okay Tom, meet Marian, Marian meet Tom." She turned back to Tony and grinned. Let it never be said she didn't do what he asked for. Another old game from their college days.

The girl reached out her hand. "Nice to meet you Tom." She says seemingly amused by them. "It's a slow night you guys, sorry but hang around, you never know."

"Do you just work here or do you recreate here too?" Elise asks putting a crisp five dollar bill in the tip jar and pulling out a 20 for the drinks.

Through the curtain, She could see a girl acting like a pony for a man in black leather. Her eyes went wide.

Over in the corner of the newbie room she saw one other female being intricately tied up in crimson ropes by an oriental man.

She watched and sipped letting Tony and Marian talk without her for a bit.
 
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Elise introduced me to the bartender then left me alone. I was puzzled but intrigued. I glanced over my shoulder for Elise to see what she wanted me to do. She mouthed the words "Go ahead" to me and I turned back to Marian.

"So come here often?" I asked plainly. She took it as a joke and laughed. I realized what I had said and joined her. I glanced back at Elise but saw her roaming around the room and not watching me.

"So how was it?" she asked. "How was what?" I asked. "The sex you had with your wife tonight." she said. I slid back on the stool, "How do you know I had sex tonight?"

"Honey, I work in a sex club, I can tell the look of a man who's gotten any in the past month and you've got the look of a man that got some..." she paused staring me up and down "I'd say about an hour ago."

"Wow, you're good." I said glancing at my watch "Hour and a half to be precise." I said smugly. "Since you asked, it wasn't that great. I tried whipping her and got a little too rough and voila we end up here. I want to learn how to dominate her the way she wants but I'm also here to learn how to be a sub for the right mistress. I'm not too picky but I'm feeling old lately. We've discussed having an open marriage and Elise seems all for it so I'd like to find a younger woman to be my sub or mistress. I need that escape from reality I think." Marian was listening intently to what I said.

She bent down behind the bar and soon popped back up. She swung her leg onto the bar, her foot right next to my drink. "Lick my boot." she said softly. "Huh?" I asked. "Lick my boot" she repeated sterner. Hesitantly I softly licked the side of her shiny black knee-high boot. "The bottom too" she said. I stuck my tongue out and shut my eyes but heard click her tongue in disgust. "Tsk Tsk" she said, "Looks like you've got a lot to learn." She pushed me back and pushed the bar hard. I heard the sound of wood creaking and jumped back from the bar. I heard a loud crash and realized that the bar was just the frame of a bed turned on its side. "Lie down" she instructed. Instinctively I called out "Elise!" hoping she would guide me through what I was supposed to do next.
 
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I could not believe my eyes at first, when I saw them enter. It was her, the submissive from the office where I worked, and she was with someone.

I watched as they looked around, trying to decide if he was her husband, or boyfriend, she looked delicious, in a blue silky dress, with matching shoes. They went to the Newbie Room, which spoke volumes to me, and I discreetly followed them at a distance.

I saw Marian, the sexy horny bartender talking to them, and obviously flirting with the man, she was incorrigible was our Marian, but a lovely girl at heart.

Then, to my surprise the submissive left the bar, walking over to look through the curtain, into the show area. Her husband, if that was what he was, and Marian still talking animatedly at the bar.
I watched as she looked into the area, seeing her eyes widen suddenly, and the tell tale giveaway of her thighs moving slightly. I smiled to myself, knowing that there would never be a better time to introduce myself, and walked across to her.

I stood behind her, not quite touching, but making sure that she was aware of my presence, and spoke quietly.

"It looks like we could have a good show this evening dont you think?"

She turned to look at me


"A show? I dont know i am afraid, this is my first visit here."
and she lowered her eyes, just slightly.

Ah I see, that explains why I have never seen you before here, please, allow me to introduce myself, my name is Claymore."
and i held out my hand to her.
 
Elise feels a form behind her, One of heat and power. "It looks like we could have a good show this evening don’t you think?" Says a masculine voice very close to her.

"A show? I don’t know I am afraid, this is my first visit here." Elise lowers her eyes, just slightly, and then changes tact.

“Yes quite a show.” She says. She looks over again at the display, the man patiently working his magic on the lady’s body. All that silken purple rope, and the knots like violet diamonds on her body. Else imagines for a moment what it might be like to be bound like that and in that way, somehow, set free. Her voice changes going small and quiet. Elise gets a distant look in her eyes.

“It looks like art to me. Is that just my perception?”

Ah I see, that explains why I have never seen you before here, please, allow me to introduce myself, my name is Claymore." He holds out his hand.

Realizing that the man just probably wants to pass by her but she is somewhat blocking the door she turns to him, blushes and apologizes.

“Oh I’m blocking the door. I’m so sorry. You probably only said hi to find a polite way to move me.” She says backing away from the entrance to the club and more into the newbie lounge. Noticing his hand, she takes it planning on giving him one of her patented business handshakes but her hand just lingers there in his as if she can’t tear free.

“It’s nice to meet you, Sir.” Elise says still standing a little in the doorway that connects the newbie lounge to the rest of the club. As she did in all things, she was keeping her word. Staying in the same room with her beloved husband. If she hadn’t given her word she would surely be over closer to the Oriental man, perhaps asking questions because what he was doing fascinated Elise. She had only come that far to see the display better.

“I’m Ell, Elle, yes and I, wait, I mean we, are here, to learn more, meet someone or maybe more than one, who can teach us.” She stumbles over her words something about him; some invisible thing reaches out and touches her. She feels anxious and excited. Oh what is happening to her, she wonders? It’s like she is a tongue-tied schoolgirl with a crush. She of the knock out, awarding winning, deal-closing, presentations now, can’t even talk? This can’t be. Find something to say, anything. She thinks to herself.

“Claymore? Like the mine, or the sword? What an interesting name.” She says she wonders if people here go by other names than the ones they use in the rest of their lives. It only seems prudent to her. Still it’s an interesting choice.

“Elise!” She hears Tony call. Turning to look, she gasps. The bartender has Tony on a bed, where earlier there had been only a bar. Seeing her husband like that is quite a shock. She has wanted to give him soom room, promised to, but this. She steels herself, her emotions and looks at him, what did he look like, happy, yes, excited, yes but also worried. He is calling her name. Oh he wants me to help or just witness perhaps, she thinks.

“Oh! My! I’d better. Well I’m not sure what, I’d better do.” She says and rushes over to Tony and Marian, forgetting to walk carefully. The pain nearly bites her in two and she fails to move smoothly to obscure her problem. That failure is almost, as bad in her mind, as the pain itself. A little grunt of discomfort can be heard from Elise as she rushes over.
 
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I was right, it is her husband with Marian, and she rushes to him, leaving me by the door.

I stand for a moment, thinking.

I decide to sit in a secluded booth, maybe she will return, and patience
I have Infinite patience, I can wait, for I know, she will come.
 
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Elise seemed to be taking her time to come help me. I saw her talking to a man near a doorway. I felt my blood boil at the thought of him pulling her into one of the private rooms. But they only talked and she was in her prime form, being casual and nice, then taking his business card. I wished I was closer to hear what was being said.

I lay nervously on the bed, Marian's cold hollow eyes just staring at me. "Elise, what do I do here?" I asked. I wasn't sure if I was going to get laid or just be taught a lesson in humiliation like the man in the first room. Either way I wanted and needed El there to witness and guide.

Marian glared at Elise. "Has he always been this codependent whiner? I'm a switch and when I sub even I don't whimper and cry like he looks like he's going to. Perhaps you should help me educate this newbie or he will never be able to pleasure you as you wish."

I swallowed hard because Marian's words stung deep. What if she was right and I couldn't pleasure Elise anymore? This lifestyle seemed like all or nothing. If we tried it and didn't like it, we couldn't possibly go back to vanilla sex, because I knew Elise's urges wouldn't go away.

Before I knew it I was tied to the bed. I didn't feel as aroused as I did at home, my body was filled with only feelings of fear. Marian wasted no time stripping me completely naked. I tried crossing my legs to hide my manhood because I didn't want a room full of strangers to see it. Marian tightened my ankle ropes and forced my legs further apart. "Elise, tell me what you see when you look at this pitiful creature before us." she said pointing towards my cowering body.
 
Elise winching and feeling, somewhat jealous as she rushes over to her husband feels like smacking someone..

"Elise, what do I do here?" Tony asks.

She ties to be calm. “Ton, uh, I mean Tom, what did you say you wanted to do that lead you to this with Miriam? What do you want to do?”

Marian glares at Elise. "Has he always been this codependent whiner? I'm a switch and when I sub even I don't whimper and cry like he looks like he's going to. Perhaps you should help me educate this newbie or he will never be able to pleasure you as you wish."

She glares back. “Isn’t there some rule of conduct for this place? Did he ask you to do anything? He is new damn it. He gives me plenty of pleasure. You don’t know what you are talking about.”

Marian continues to tie Tony to the bed. While Else watches Tony and fumes and then Marian speaks again. "Elise, tell me what you see when you look at this pitiful creature before us." she said pointing towards Tony’s cowering body.

“I’ll tell you what I see Marian. I see the man I love. I see a man who came here tonight to learn about new things, being pushed into something he didn’t ask for and is perhaps not ready for and..” She turns and glares at Marian. “I see a woman taking advantage of him and pissing me off. Now stop!”

She turns back to Tony. “What do you want love, to continue or be untied? This is supposed to be consensual. We can stop this now or Marian can take a little more care and continue.” She reached down and stroked his forehead.
 
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"I didn't ask her to do anything. Maybe I said the wrong thing, like a code word or something, but I just did as she told me because I don't want to say or do the wrong thing and get us thrown out of here, Elise. I'm here for you as well as myself. I guess I just thought it would be more like it was in college when there'd be hours of conversation at a bar before anyone even thought about hooking up." I said still fully aware of my nudity.

I was glad that Elise had came to my rescue but at the same time felt like I was ruining her good time by having her fighting my battles for me. "She can continue, but at least stay with me until I look like I'm having a good time." I begged her desperately.

Marian was pleased. "Good" she said looking towards Elise. "You do care about him and believe me this lifestyle has saved more marriages than its ruined. But you need to get used to seeing him in positions you may not like during his training. Watch me closely and pay attention to how I service his needs." Marian said pushing El's hand out of the way as she began stroking my forehead. Her touch was soft and reassuring but I could see from her lean yet muscular body under the black outfit she was more powerful than one would think she could be at first glance.
 
“Of course I’ll stay honey.” Elise says.

“I’m sure you’ve done nothing wrong.” Elise states firmly glaring at the bartender.

Marian is pleased. "Good" she says looking towards Elise. "You do care about him and believe me this lifestyle has saved more marriages than its ruined. But you need to get used to seeing him in positions you may not like during his training. Watch me closely and pay attention to how I service his needs." Marian says pushing El's hand out of the way as she began stroking Tony’s forehead.

First that bitch took her husband over and made negative comments about him, now about their marriage and then she pushes away Elise’s hand! She starts to bristle her eyes narrowing. Her eyes dart about for help or just so she doesn’t have to watch this woman touch her husband. He said it was okay, that he wanted to continue but this wasn’t easy. She had imagined him doing stuff like this in abstract and then telling her what he learned. Not watching, worrying and seething alone in a room full of strangers.

Her eyes lock on the ones of the man she had been talking with earlier. They ask, is this normal? Is this allowed? What should I do?

She looks back at her husband naked on the bed with a very presumptuous girl they don’t even know. Wonders how she is going to keep from attacking the bitch at least until Tony asks for help or wants to go. For now her hands were tied. Not as she might have liked with purple silk ropes but by the situation she had allowed herself to walk into. Perhaps this had been a mistake. She took a deep breath to steady herself.

Her eyes again sought that man. She wondered if he had left or if he was still there?
 
I lie there wondering what Marian would do to me. I was a little turned on by the thought of her making me delay an orgasm like the man learning patience. But I thought I was jumping to conclusions and most likely I would just whipped or spanked a little. I held on tightly to the notion of Marian being a sub and hoped she would dominate for awhile then submit to me.

I was parched by the heat of the moment but managed to crackle "What are you going to do to me?" in a half scared, half in character voice.

Marian pressed her finger to her lips "Shh, no talking until I say so."

Elise looked as if she was trying to stare right through Marian but would periodically break her concentrated rage and look around the room. Obviously she was upset by the position I had gotten myself into and I worried that would lead to her disappearing into a back room with the man I saw her talking to other. Perhaps that was for the best. As much I did want to be there with her during her experimenting, I knew whatever I saw might haunt me, but not as much as not knowing what was going on. But for now I had to focus on my own predicament.

Marian slid on black latex gloves, they snapped hard around her wrist and she seemed thrilled by the slight sting of pain. "El, how about you get up here with me, I've always had the fantasy of us having sex in public and this would..." I couldn't finish my sentence because Marian was strapping a ballgag around my head. "I told you no talking" she said harshly as she slapped the bedsheet next to my left thigh with a small whip like a jockey would use.

Before I knew it Marian had disappeared but returned soon with as many females as she could find. She made them stand around the bed pointing, laughing, and even poking my naked body. I could see Elise standing on her tiptoes trying to see between the crowd of women. I sighed but realized this wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I knew my biggest mental block was fear of humiliation and oddly enough this public display of my body was helping me to overcome that fear.
 
Elise is intensely uncomfortable. She peers around the other bitches as well as she can and finds that Tony strangely seems okay with what is happening. More ladies come and she gets more frustrated as she is pushed back. Her eyes sweep the room and she finally sees Claymore.

Mincing over to him, she nervously twists her fingers. “Sir? Claymore? May I ask you a question? I’m new but aren’t there rules here? I mean there must be for the safety of everyone, right? How can someone gagged indicate they have had enough? How is this sort of derision helpful to anyone?” She says indicating the women with her husband, laughing.

She angles her body so she can keep an eye on things with Tony, well at least as good an eye as when she was right next to that area.

“I’m just…I think we might need help.” She says clearly upset and worried.
 
“Sir? Claymore? May I ask you a question? I’m new but aren’t there rules here? I mean there must be for the safety of everyone, right? How can someone gagged indicate they have had enough? How is this sort of derision helpful to anyone?”
She stood by the booth, obviously agitated and worried.
“I’m just…I think we might need help.”

" it is allright my dear, you are new here, I have seen this so many times. Please, take a seat, you can still see what is happening, and listen to me. I am assuming that you and your husband are here to learn, it is just unfortunate that Maraian is on duty this evening. Unfortunate for you that is, she can be a little, how shallI say, boisterous? But she means no harm, and will do nothing that your husband does not agree to.


I smiled at her, trying to reassure her, but she still sat like a jackrabbit with his tail on fire.

Now then Elle, I think that is what I am to call you. Tell me why you are here. My guess is that you want more from your sex life, and you decided to come try the lifestyle. A good idea, but, things need to be taken slowly. That is what I meant about Marian, she tends to jump in feet first. The lifestyle is so much more than what Joe public calls kinky sex, as I am sure you are aware. And yes, there are rules, but more importantly, there is training also, which, judging by your present state of mind, is something that both you and your need."
 
"I'm here because my husband and I have been talking and we are looking for training. I just thought we'd look around tonight maybe meet a few people, get some referrals but this? I never expected this!"

She looks over at Claymore. "Do you know of someone who might train us in a more discrete and gradual manner? I do not wish to be displayed in a club but I do yearn to..."

Her eyes shift over to the throng of women, and Elise's voice cracks a little. She looks back at Claymore now. She continues to sit, just barely, mostly hovering really, as sitting is not comfortable now.

"I yearn to..." She tries to think of the right words while her eyes are locked on his but she can't think of them. The ones she thinks of sound all wrong. Eventually she finishes but the words still aren't right. "...be taught." His eyes they hold some dark power, she can feel it. She gets a little excited by that and even through the dress fabric it shows.
 
"I'm here because my husband and I have been talking and we are looking for training. I just thought we'd look around tonight maybe meet a few people, get some referrals but this? I never expected this! Do you know of someone who might train us in a more discrete and gradual manner? I do not wish to be displayed in a club but I do yearn to..."

she looks around nervously

"I yearn to.....be taught."

I look deep into her eyes, burning deep into her soul, knowing inside that we may have something a little special here.

"Elle, discreet is my watchword. To train you, and your husband, if required, would be a pleasure, but, it will mean many hours of talking, reading, and discussion. And of course, some sexual activity. Are you prepared for that Elle, are you really ready for that?"
 
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I was puzzled as to why I was such a big attraction. I knew it was part of the humilation and training but these women seemed to appear as if from nowhere. I assumed most came from the private rooms but couldn't confirm it since I was facing the entrance and had no idea what was going on behind me.

When I couldn't see Elise anymore I began to panic. Through the rubber of the ballgag I tried to scream "You sadistic bitch!" towards Marian but only mumbles came out. Struggling I could see Elise talking to the man she was talking to earlier. His presence seemed to demand attention and I even wanted to talk to him, anything to get out of this position. I tried to swallow the jealousy of another man who only wanted to satisfy himself talking to Elise. Yet I knew we were here to learn and a jealous outburst wouldn't solve anything.

My heart filled with disappointment when I saw Elise sit down and beging talking to him. She glanced in my direction occassionally as the crowd began to disperse. Marian crawled onto the bed and pressed her knee against my testicles. She began rubbing my chest as her tongue slithered around my neck and ears. In a harsh whisper she spoke "I know you want to be a switch, but it is harder than being a sub or a dom, you need to be ready for pleasure at all times. I'll prepare you for that now. Are you ready?" she asked pressing her knee down firmer. I nodded frantically as sweat dripped into my eyes. "Good" she said pleased.

She flicked the head of my cock with her forefinger and much to my surprise my cock shot up, fully erect. I was amazed by the instant erection but she quickly flicked the base of my cock and in a warm rush I could feel the blood flow out of my cock as it returned to its natural state. This process continued a few more times. When she stopped she spoke "Control is key, now I'm in physical control of you and mental because you're scared. Now you take over both physical and mental and make yourself hard and soft as I command."

She lowered herself towards my cock and opened her mouth. "Make it soft" she said but I couldn't fight the erection. I could feel the heat of her breath and when a drop of her saliva rolled onto my cock head I nearly lost control. She flicked my cock at the base. Now my tender flesh was starting to bruise. "Make it hard" she said softly blowing on the head. My erection slowly rose, beginning to throb with pain instead of lust.

She removed her tight black pants and stood on the bed in her panties. She removed the panties and threw them on my face. The elastic stung a little as it hit above my eyes. Throught the tight black weaving I could see her slowly starting to squat over my hard cock. "You know what I want" she said smugly.

I gasped in desperation trying to make my cock go limp. But the scent of her pussy on her panties made it a struggle. As she got closer, I close my eyes tightly and summoned all of my mental energy. In a fleshy crack my dick dropped hard onto my balls. She rubbed her soft fleshy folds across the length of cock pausing before the head. Nothing, I was in control of my organ. She quickened her pace and began using the cock head as a speed bump. Still nothing. She rolled off the bed apparently pleased. She removed the ballgag from my mouth and replaced it with her panties. I lie there slightly impressed by my control but also still apprehensive of what was coming next.
 
"Elle, discreet is my watchword. To train you, and your husband, if required, would be a pleasure, but, it will mean many hours of talking, reading, and discussion. And of course, some sexual activity. Are you prepared for that Elle, are you really ready for that?"

Elise takes slow deep breaths; her eyes seem to be lost, snared in his. She hears Tony sort of scream mumble something and wants to see what is going on with him, what is it about this man that entrances her? She can’t look away, yet. She faintly hears Miriam say something but she can’t make out what. Elise remains her eyes in his a little longer, Claymore lets her eyes go, it’s subtle but he does something and suddenly she can tear her eyes away from his. At least that is her perception of what happens.

Looking at Tony, she notices most of the women are gone and that makes her feel a little better. She hadn’t liked that scene at all. She sees the bitch actually touch her husband and winces. Marian has her hand on Tony’s cock. Elise can’t stand it. She feels completely out of sorts and not just from that either.

“He’s safe with her?” She asks again, her voice betraying mixed emotions, not the least of which is anger, in its unsteady intonations.

Every inch of her wants to go get Tony away from Miriam. She knows that would be censoring though, her husband’s explorations. Elise doesn’t want to go back on her word all this is too important. She might be doing similar things or worse one day. Craves to do so. How horrible. What kind of person am I? She wonders. She shivers and forgets her ass for a minute actually sitting down. Hissing in pain, Elise rises up and hovers again then sits on one bent leg, trying to find a comfortable position. Settling she decides again, that she really wants to talk with this man. He seems calm and knowledgeable. She feels something there that she can’t understand.

“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?” Elise says reaching out again for what she wants while trying to act calm and businesslike. She feels caught up in a maelstrom with so many things are going on around her and inside her yet her vision remains.
 
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