Saturday, November 28, 2009

Exactly where I'm supposed to be

This entry is a continuation of my previous entry, Having the whole world at my feet, about my first meeting with fireboytoy.

I removed his earphones but left the blindfold in place. I spoke to him softly, my voiced laced with need and a hint of a Southern accent.

I stood before him as he trembled, my hands on his face, and I wiped the sweat of his anxiety off his upper lip with my thumb. He thanked me breathlessly, a little embarrassed, and then I kissed him.

He didn't kiss me back at first, didn't make his mouth available to me and I backed away, confused.

"Mistress may I kiss you?"

"Of course," I giggled and then I kissed him again.

I don't know how long I teased him with my hands, my breath and my hair on his skin as he knelt there, but eventually I asked him to stand. I switched the rope cuffs securing his wrists so that his hands were in front of him and led him to lay face down across the coffee table.

Once I'd quickly tied his hands under the table, I proceeded to very slowly tie his chest to the table, his ankles to the bureau behind him and his thighs open and securely fastened to the legs of the coffee table.

I knew he was an ass virgin. I knew he'd never engaged in strap on play. And bent across the coffee table as he was, fireboytoy was perfectly positioned to be taken. And he knew it. Mind fuck #2 of the evening.

No, I didn't take his ass.

What I did was let him see my face for the first him as he was tied up in my ropes wondering if I'd donned my strap on. I sat on the sofa, nearly at his eye level, and slipped the blindfold off his face.

I don't remember what either of us said. I do remember though there was no anxiety on my part about what he'd think of me seeing my face in person for the first time. This was no ordinary first date after all. I had the world at my feet and him tied to the coffee table with a raging erection. Life was good. I felt confident, invincible and desirable and certain he'd feel the same.

And for maybe the first time in my life I had the overwhelming thought that I was exactly where I was supposed to be, doing precisely what I was meant to be doing.

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Having the whole world at my feet

Typically I meet a new prospective sub in a vanilla environment at least once before engaging in any D/s play. However, the rapidly developed rapport that fireboytoy and I enjoyed made a rather unorthodox first meeting a real option for me for the first time.

He was waiting for me in his suite in one of the nicer strip resorts. Fireboytoy's wrists were bound in his own cuffs and he was blindfolded. To add to the sensory deprivation and to mask any noise I might make in the room, I had him wearing earphones to his iPod listening to music with the TV's providing additional ambient noise.

I arrived with a suitcase full of rope, toys and other goodies to find an envelope with a room key just under the door to his suite as we'd arranged. I let myself in to find the suite prepared exactly as I asked. A bottle of Riesling wine chilling with one glass poured. Towels positioned precisely where I asked. And one trembling man kneeling in the living area of the suite.

I quietly made my way towards him savoring my first view of my new boy. His trembling, his ragged breathing did nothing but excite me beyond reason and it was everything I could do to not touch him right away. I was able to resist for a few minutes as I checked out the suite and enjoyed a glass of wine.

Finally, I couldn't wait anymore. I lightly ran my hand though his hair and fireboytoy jumped at my touch, his breathing immediately becoming rapid. His response told me he'd had no idea I had been there.

My first task was to put him in my own cuffs. I slipped them on over his, and then removed his easily. Now he was mine and he knew it. Later he admitted this was the first major mind fuck of the night.

Mmmm gotta love the mind fuck.

After I had fireboytoy secured, I leaned in to smell him letting my long hair caress his bare shoulder while my hands explored him. Feeling his trembling under my fingertips empowered me in a way I can't begin to describe.

I tore myself away and left him to stew in his new level of anxiety. I enjoyed my wine as I changed into something that looked as sexy as I felt. I unpacked my gear and added carabiners to the bed frame in preparation to tie him to the bed later.

I found the CD player and inserted the CD of edgy, sexy music I use during scenes. Immediately I felt the comfort of my favorite tunes envelope me and I felt even more empowered. Using the remote, I opened the balloon curtains to the windows that overlook the Vegas skyline from 30 stories above and sashayed past an anxious, kneeling boy to the window. There, with my hands spread wide on the cool glass, it was like have more than one precious man kneeling at my feet; it was like having the whole world at my feet. I reveled in the feeling and couldn't stop myself from throwing my head back and laughing with giddiness.

And then I turned my attention back to the boy kneeling, trembling and waiting for me.