My Only Talent Ch. 06

"Could you give me an example of combining 'normal' sex and pain?" Her Suzie signal began singing excitement. Raucous, buzzing, curious excitement

Oh my. I think my sweet Suzanne is already a closed customer! She just wants me to recite and amplify the features and benefits for her again, and I thought I knew how to do it most effectively. "Well, for example, imagine if I stripped you, tied your hands behind your back, and put you up on a kitchen table where you knew someone was watching besides me, and clipped clothespins onto your nipples. Then I spanked your ass with a ping pong paddle until it was bright red, and with each stroke, the clothespins made your breasts shake and sway and the clothespins twist and turn and make you feel them even more."

I looked over at her. Her eyes were wide and her face was flushed.

"Then I pulled you to the edge of the table, spread your helpless legs, and began penetrating your pussy just as hard and deep as I could, and I kept going for a long time, so that you were dying to come but I did not give you permission. I kept fucking you until you were literally begging for an orgasm. I would make you wait even longer, and then just as I finally tell you that you may come, I rip both clothespins away from your nipples and I shoot inside you!"

Her Suzie signals rose like an approaching siren. She stumbled. We stopped. She put out a hand and steadied herself on me. Luckily there was no one running right behind us. Her nipples were showing through her sports bra and tee shirt like bullets. She was so beautiful. We started up again, but she was still a little unsteady.

I continued. "So this afternoon, you first job will be to watch, and we have to make sure she knows that you are watching. She will be blindfolded, so I want you to loudly strut right by her across her wooden floor, so there will be the unmistakable sound and smell of some hot woman entering the room to watch."

She was literally mouth breathing, and I knew it wasn't the running. I continued.

"Then I will do a lot of things to her while she knows you are watching. Criticize her, call her a slut, paddle her, twist her nipples, and try to maximize both her humiliation and her excitement. Then when I know she is really, really excited, I will add one more sexual humiliation, the same one you were planning for Lou!"

She stumbled again, but did not fall.

"I will probably make her beg for it. Then tell her she is such a slut for wanting it. Then as she does it to you I will tell her it just proves what a dirty slut she is, and spank or whip her for it. I will make her get you off. Then I want you to face fuck her like you do me sometimes until you come several times."

"You think she will like that?"

"Maybe not as much as I do, but that's not the point. The point is that you are using her to get yourself off, making her submit for your pleasure. That's what turns her on. But you can never show any sort of weakness or even mercy or hesitation, otherwise you will just turn her off!"

Suzanne's face displayed a feral grin. She could do this all right!

"Then I will do something to transition her from humiliation to pleasure. She should be so hot that it won't take much to get her ready to come. After she comes, we will take off her blindfold and kiss her and cuddle her and hug her like a good little puppy."

Her contentment Suzie seemed to like that part too. "What happens after that?"

"We will probably all make dinner and talk and get to know each other better. You will like her, she is smart and vibrant and full of life! Then we may do another 'session' with her."

Suzanne ran in silence for a while. We only had about a mile to go. "So you have studied and planned all this for her, just to make her come?"

"It's not just that. With many submissives there is the danger of accommodation, in that they will need more and more 'kinkiness' over time to get excited. I don't want Lara to have to go so far that it becomes excessive and may be a danger to her. I am trying to 'train' her to be excited enough by the uncertainly and anticipation, and not knowing what will happen, then get her off with more and more normal sex and make her feel the rush from being happy and held and not need more and more extreme kink. If we do a great job for her, today will be so memorable for her that just hearing the sound of your shoes going across the floor will bring it all back and get her all excited enough all by itself."

We finished our 10 and started the cool down laps. Suzanne's Suzie signal was still bubbling and popping actively. "I am a little jealous. You take really good care of this girl. Does she know how much work it is for you?" Her eyes were flashing.

"No, and don't tell her. But she is completely honest with herself and me about what she needs and wants, and you have to respect that. Oh and one more thing. We have a 'safe word' for her. If we go too far for her to handle, or if something is physically wrong with her and we have to stop, she will say "Abilene".

We finished the cool down and started walking toward her office. This was the moment of truth. "What time can you be ready to leave campus for her place?"

She didn't hesitate. "I have to take a shower, so 5 pm."

I smiled. She looked at me. "What?"

I smiled again. "No shower allowed, Suzanne."

She stopped in her tracks, and her Suzie signal spread out and warbled and fizzed. "Oh my!" she said. Boy was I ever looking forward to this afternoon!

"Then make it 4:30. I will meet you right outside the economics building. By the way, what happens in the second session?"

I smiled my most evil smile. "Uncertainty and anticipation can work for you to, can't it, Suzanne?"

I took out my phone and texted Lara to be ready as instructed for 'us' to arrive at 4:45 PM, and to have her box of restraints and whips out and open for me to use. I shut my phone off, so even if she sent a question back she would know I did not get it and would not answer. Let her stew in her own juices a little bit. I hope the pot would really be boiling by the time we got to Lara's place! It's tough work, but it's my duty.