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"Well if you want to learn the best way is you do the work and I'll tell you what to do," she grinned.
"Oh your just going to boss me around is what your saying. Lee does all the work and you watch," I smirked.
She giggled, "Just do what I tell you if you want to learn, or get out of my way and I'll fix everything," sighed.
"No deal is a deal, just tell me what to do first."
We spent almost two hours, her showing me how to cook the chicken, make the dumplings and cook them. A few times I screwed up and she stepped in and corrected me. Same making home made biscuits. She shoved me aside, "You're hopeless, roll the dough out like this," she demonstrated.
My response was to take my flour covered hands and rub it all over her face.
"You asshole!" she shrieked and giggled. Grabbing a handful of flour she pitched it in my face. That led to me doing the same to her. We finally ended up both laughing and looking like we fell into a tub of flour. My kitchen was a mess.
"Get out of my way and let me finish the biscuits," she giggled.
"Fine," I chuckled, "I'll be cleaning up the mess we made."
A few minutes later she had the biscuits in the oven and I had most of the mess wiped up. When the biscuits came out, she said everything would stay warm long enough she was going to take a quick shower. I just took my shirt off and held my head under the sink faucet to get the loose flour out of my hair. By the time she came back I had finished cleaning up the mess.
She returned and was wearing a blue sleep shirt that came down about mid thigh, her hair in a pony and still damp. No bra, I wasn't sure about panties.
"Well let's eat and see how well you did," she teased as she stirred the pot with the chicken and dumplings and smelled the vapor rising up from the pot. Taking a tiny bite after blowing on the spoon she had dipped in the pot. "Ugh, horrible!" She glanced at me her face scrunched up like she had just tasted a dog turd. Then she burst out laughing.
"Asshole," I chuckled and grabbed a spoon to taste it myself. It was damn good, but not as good as she made it by herself.
She laughed, "Hey not bad for your first time, it took me several times to get it right."
"Well hand me a plate I'm starving," as I took another bite out of the pot.
I pigged out and ate 2 helpings and several biscuits. Ava didn't eat as much as usual she was too busy watching me pig out. As I finished up she said we had plenty left for later and that we would do the brownies another day. We cleaned up the kitchen and put the leftovers up.
"Well, are you sure you want to learn more about BDSM?"
"Of course," she grinned at me.
"Let's go up to my office, I want to show you something first," I said as I dried my hands off with a dish towel.
In my office she saw the red frame with the picture of her ass with the red plug in her butt. "Oh my gawd you really put that up! Anyone that comes in here will see it."
I chuckled, "Unless someone has seen your bare ass and pussy they will not know it's you." It was a close up, and looking at the picture you had a close up view of her pussy and you could see the moistness glistening, her clit engorged. The bright red plug just above her cunt. The fleshy globes of her ass. No way of being able to tell who it was.
Reaching in a file cabinet I pulled out an application for the VIP Club and a form for a submissive to fill out. Handing it to her, "Sit down and read over this material then fill out the form," I instructed as I handed her a pencil.
"Are you going to let me apply for membership?" she asked her face scrunched up like she wasn't so sure anymore.
"No, I just want you to get an idea of what's involved. Take your time and go over it. Fill it out and be truthful. I won't answer any questions until you're finished."
"Okay," her voice hesitated as she looked at the forms. "What if I'm not sure about some of the questions?"
"Just circle it, and move to the next one. You. Must. Be. Truthful. That's the most important part. I'll be on the balcony until you're finished." Grabbing a bottle of water and handing her one, I stepped out on the balcony and took a seat and waited.
When she was finished she came out on the balcony and sat down in a chair beside me. Her head was down looking through the forms, she was biting her lower lip, then finally looked up at me. "I take it from the questions on here, there are people out there that like to pee on people, or worse get pissed on. As far as being beaten until my skin cracks and bleeds, no fucking way," she mumbled, her eyes wide as she looks at me.
"That's why I said you're not ready to be in a club like the VIP,"I chuckled softly "there are many different lifestyles you would witness in places like that. I'm not into a lot of the things others do, but I respect their right to do what makes them happy. Personally I don't mind spanking or flogging a sub, tying them up, gagging them, and other things to make them cum. I enjoy finding different ways to make a sub cum that she's never thought about, using my hands, mouth and sex toys etc., plus of course filling all her holes with my seed," I tell her as I grin and wink at her.
"That's a relief," she softly giggled, "I would kill anyone that did some of the things suggested in the questions on this form," as she held up the form.
"That's why you need to be absolutely honest about hard limits. Things you do not want to do, plus know you can trust the person you're submitting to. That person has to communicate with you and make sure you're okay and be able to read how your body is responding."
"Yeah but if you're bound and gagged how are you going to let the person know to stop," she asked.
"There are ways to handle that, by using your fingers, eyes, or perhaps a ball or object in your hand that you can drop letting them know to stop, if you can't say red."
"I like the things we've done," she giggled, "and I would like to learn more, but without the urine and bull whip."
"Tell you what, take a fresh form and read over it and mark YES the things that you are willing to do. Write Maybe on the ones you're not sure about and a X on the ones that are absolutely a no. We'll discuss it in the morning and go from there."
Monday morning......
I was up by 6:30 a.m. and found Ava already in the kitchen. The coffee was made and she was breaking eggs into a bowl. She was still wearing the blue night shirt from the night before.
"Good morning," she greeted me, her voice cheerful, "coffee's ready and I'm going to fix scrambled eggs and bacon, plus some gravy, we have biscuits leftover from last night."
"Thanks," I smiled as I poured myself a cup of coffee, "do you want me to microwave the bacon."
"God no, I'm going to fry it in the skillet and use the grease to make gravy. You can place some of the biscuits on a plate and warm them up in the microwave as soon as I start making the gravy."
"You sure know your way around in the kitchen, you're a regular Paula Deen," I chuckled.
"Paula who?" she asked her brow raised as she looked at me, while putting bacon in the skillet.
"A famous chef that lives in Savannah, Ga., never mind," I shook my head and grinned.
"Never heard of her, but I just learned everything from Mom" she replied. She paused for a moment as she worked on the scrambled eggs then chuckled softly and mumbled "I used to really enjoy spending time with her in the kitchen."
She sounded sad as she made that last statement. I wanted her back cheerful so I joked with her, "Well I'm sure Dad's missing your pecan brownies, which makes me remember you're supposed to teach me how to make them," I teased her.
"You're really going to make me give up my secret brownie recipe?" she giggled.
"Of course," I grinned, "I intend to find out all your secrets." I winked at her.
"Just get the biscuits ready, I'll be finished in just a minute," she laughed.
Mission accomplished, she was cheerful again.
We had just finished breakfast and were cleaning up the kitchen when my phone rang. Pulling it out of my pocket I saw it was from Richard.
"Morning Richard," I greeted him in a cheerful voice.
He chuckled, "You are in a good mood this morning. I take it that things are good between you and Ava."
"Couldn't be better," I grinned at Ava, she was looking at me, "Ava just cooked me a delicious breakfast."
"Did you end up telling her about my sister, and did it help?" he asked.
""Everything is great," I replied. I wasn't going to give him details with Ava standing there. I figured Richard was smart and would get the message.
"Good to hear. Listen Dad called he's free Wednesday morning, would that be a good time for you and Ava to meet with him?" he asked me.
"Sure no problem. Just tell me where and when," I responded, and smiled and winked at Ava.
"Be at his house at 9 o'clock, and before I forget, Lisa said she would call Ava this evening about them getting together tomorrow. Gotta run I have a meeting to get too."
"Thanks Richard, bye."
"Well we're on to meet with Richard's Dad the day after tomorrow at 9 a.m.," I smiled at Ava.
"Well I guess that is as good a time as any," she sighed, "I just hope I don't screw it up."
Walking over and putting my arm around her shoulders, "You'll do fine, plus you will be glad to know Lisa will call you tonight about you and her getting together tomorrow."
Her face lit up, "I was wondering when I would hear from her. We exchanged phone numbers the other night while you were showing Richard your new Armada."
I chuckled, "Looks like the next couple of days you're going to be busy. Anything you would like to do today?"
She cut her eyes up to me and smiled, "Well you did promise me you would go over the form I filled out last night," she teased and bumped me with her hip.
"I did promise that, so get your form and let's go over it," I winked and goosed her butt.
She giggled, "I'll be right back," and took off to her room.
We sat side by side on the sofa in the den and went over what she had filled out. She had put an X by several, including a large X by things involving urination and being wiped with a bull whip.
She marked YES on spanking, restraints, role play, use of sex toys and oral sex M/F.
Plus yes on Anal Sex and drew a smiley face.
She had MAYBE (soft limit) on Flogging, Gang Bang, Threesome M/F/M.
After reading the last part I looked over at her and, raised my eyebrows, "Really, you may be interested in a gang bang or threesome," I smirked.
She had been sitting next to me, her hands in her lap wringing her hands together. Her face flushed, she cut her eyes toward me, "I don't know....it sounded like it might be exciting. I'm certainly not ready for something like that right now."
"In other words you wonder what it would feel like being double or triple penetrated.
I can arrange for you to experience being air tight in my playroom just us," I grinned at her.
"Your playroom?" she arched her eyebrows as she looked at me.
"First answer my question, would you like to experience having all your holes filled at the same time?" I smirked.
"Yes," she smiled and blushed even more. As much as she loved sex I got a kick out of seeing her blush discussing it.
"Okay, let me ask you, if I can promise you a flogging will not mark or harm your skin, other than stinging and making your skin glow red, would you want to try that?"
She paused for a minute, so I continued, "Remember you have the control to end anything we try, by saying RED your safe word."
"I think I would like to try it, it sounds scary, but like you said I can stop it if I don't like it. Right?"
"Okay, so let's discuss gang bang. I have the equipment in my playroom where you can feel what a gang bang would feel like, anytime you want to try it. You just let me know."
She just nodded her head. I could tell she was getting overwhelmed, so I explained to her, "These types of agreements outline whose the Dom and Submissive, and if it's a 24/7 agreement or only specific times. Also they are for a limited time. Beginners like yourself are usually two weeks, then you sit down and go over any changes you want to make in the contract if you want to continue."
She smiled and reached over and took the contract and marked Flogging YES, leaving everything else as she had it. "I'll think about what you said," she "but right now I want to see this playroom you're talking about," she giggled.
In my office she signed the contract to be my submissive for 2 weeks. She was only to address me as Master when we were playing and had to obey all my commands or call out her safe word RED. Then I led her to my playroom.
"We're going into your linen closet?" she asked, looking at me like I was crazy.
I opened the door leading into what looked like a linen closet. On each side were shelves filled with sheets, blankets, towels, wash cloths etc. On the back wall another wall of shelves with stacks of towels.
I pushed a stack of towels aside revealing a keypad and punched in a 4 digit code.
A hissing sound startled Ava, as the entire unit opened like a door from the left side swinging inward.
"Oh my gawd," she squealed, as the door fully opened. Dim lights came on automatically, as we stepped inside. I hit a button on the door and the door closed behind us.
"This room is sound proof, you could be on the other side of the door and no one could hear you scream," I chuckled. I wasn't sure she even heard me. She was looking around the room, with her hand over her mouth, her eyes roaming over the various pieces of equipment.
I picked up a remote control unit and turned on a spotlight that beamed down the St. Andrews cross. She jerked her head in that direction and mumbled, "That looks like that thing described in Fifty Shades, and that over there," pointing to her right, "looks like a table you see in a doctor's office."
I chuckled, "It's similar to a Gynecologist table, but can be configured to do more interesting things."
"My gawd Lee," she gasped, as she turned and looked at me her face flushed, "I have no idea what any of these things are for."
"First of all, you never use my name here, so you've already earned a punishment. You sure you don't want to correct yourself?" I growled at her.
Her face turned red, "Sorry.. I meant Master."
"For your information everything here is designed to pull orgasms out of you.... to the point you beg to stop," I grinned at her.
She was biting her lower lip, her eyes darting from one piece of equipment to another. Finally her curiosity got the better of her and she moved over to the Spanking/Sex bench. Then turned her head back to me as she ran her hand over the padded surfaces, "Master I'm just guessing....but....is this for spanking or something?"
"Good guess and I think that's where we need to start. If you recall you failed to call me Master earlier," I growled as I walked toward her. "Get your night shirt off and hand it to me. Now." I told her, my voice was low and husky.
Her hands moved down to the hem of her nightshirt and pulled it up and over her head. She was wearing light blue lacy cheeky panties, her nipples already hard. She handed me the nightshirt and folded her arms under her breasts.
"Do you trust me?" I asked her as I laid her nightshirt on a rolling waist high cart.
"Yes..Master," her voice low as she eyed the bench.
"Here let me help you get situated properly, then we can start and get your punishment out of the way," her mouth next to her ear, as I guide her upon the bench.
I got her knees on the kneeling pads, and guided her face down on the padded bench, placing her arms from the elbows up on the arm rest. She is breathing rapidly now, never having been on any kind of sex equipment before.
"Just relax and breathe," I spoke softly to her as I caressed her back. "I'm going to strap you in so you can't move," I murmured.
She didn't resist and I quickly had her arms and legs strapped down. I moved the head rest to where she could lay her forehead on it, then pulled two straps across her back and buckled her in, where she was completely immobilized. She moaned as she tried to wiggle and move her arms and legs, realizing she couldn't move at all.
My cock was throbbing, looking at her curvy body at my mercy. "Is my little cumslut comfortable," I whispered in her ear as I stoked my hand slowly down her back and over her ass cheeks.
"Yes Master," she groaned and clenched her ass cheeks as I ran my hand over her ass.
The bench was designed to where her butt was hanging off the end of the bench fully exposed. I ran my hand down the crack of her ass over her panties. "The gusset of your panties is already wet and we haven't even started," I chuckled.
I grabbed each side of her panties and slowly tugged them off her butt down on her thighs. Running my middle finger through her wet folds parting her lips, she groaned and tried to move but couldn't.
"Strain all you want you little slut," I chuckled, "but you're at my mercy now," as I thrust my middle finger inside her wet cunt.
"Oh..." she moaned and clenched down on my finger.
"You better not cum without permission, or I add 10 licks to your punishment," as I curled my finger and stroked her g-spot.
"OH...OH...." she groaned loudly.
Withdrawing my finger, I gently patted her butt and walked around to stand in front of her. Using her pony tail I lifted her head and stuck my wet finger in front of her face. "See how wet you are, lick and suck my finger clean," I growled.
Pushing my finger in her mouth, she licked and sucked on my finger. My cock was about to punch a hole in the gym shorts I was wearing. Pulling my finger out of her mouth I moved the head rest over and using my free hand pulled my cock out. It was leaking precum and I rubbed it around her face, then pushed it into her mouth.
"Suck it and taste me now you little cumslut," while holding her still by her pony and feeding her 3" of my cock. I moved in and out of her mouth for a couple of minutes, then had to withdraw before I cum.
"That's enough of a treat for you now," I growled, as I moved the headrest back in place and let her head back down. "I think it's time for your punishment now."
She couldn't see me when I opened a drawer on a cabinet, but I spoke where she could hear me. "Let's see, should I use a leather strap, or maybe this wooden paddle, oh yes this will do nicely," I chuckled, as I picked up a Horse riding crop stick about 21" long. I whipped it through the air making a swishing sound.
Ava gasped and clenched her ass cheeks when she heard the sound. I walked over and leaned down and whispered in her ear, "If you are a good girl and count each one I'll just give you 4 licks," as I laid the crop across her ass cheeks.
"Ye...yes...Master," she moaned.
Running my hand over her ass cheeks, "If you fail to count correctly we will start over, so it's up to you how many licks you get," I growl as I used the crop to slide it through the folds of her wet pussy.
She groaned and attempted to move her hips, as I slid the crop up and down the lips of her pussy. I slapped her ass with my free hand, as I continued to use the crop like the bow on a fiddle parting her lips. The crop was soaked with her juices.
I chuckled softly, "You should realize by now it's hopeless to try and move" as I lifted the crop from her folds and lightly tapped her clit with the crop.
"OH...ohh...."she shouted clenching her ass cheeks again.
Her ass cheeks relaxed as she moaned loudly. That's when I raised the crop and smacked her across the cheeks of her ass. "SMACK."
"OH Fuuukkk......oh........onnnneeee."
A red line from the crop covered both cheeks of her ass right in the top of her fleshy butt. "Oh that really is a pretty sight, let's see if I can place the other one right about here," and brought the crop down across both cheeks toward the bottom.
