Taking a deep breath, she opened the door expecting to find him on the other side. When he wasn’t she went in the room he had pointed out earlier, and there he was.
When she walked in, he whistled. “Wow, baby, that looks even better than I imagined. You will definitely be getting more of those.”
She blushed and looked down at the floor, not sure what to say or do. “Thank you,” she finally said quietly.
She was wearing a black teddy with spaghetti straps and cut very low back and front. It molded to her body, accenting every curve. It was fitted over the breasts and cut to the nipples. The V-neck plunged almost to her navel and the back was cut to just above her ass. The crotch snapped shut.
Grabbing her hand, he twirled her around to get the full effect. “Beautiful, just beautiful,” he whispered as he pulled her onto his lap. “Now, we have a few things to discuss.”
“Okay.” She looked up at him.
“What do you know about the things that happen inside the Club?”
“Well…I…uh…I…I try to stay out of there while there are people there, so other than what people tell me I don’t,” she answered nervously.
“Okay, what do you think goes on?” He didn’t want to make her uncomfortable, but before they went any further in their relationship, he needed to know what her perceptions were and what she might be comfortable with. The only way to do that was to get her to talk.
“Well…I…uh…” She took a deep breath. “Can’t we just make love and not talk about this?” she asked, reaching up and wrapping one hand around his neck, trying to pull him down for a kiss.
He let her have her kiss, then, pulling away, said, “Theresa, we need to talk and I want to find out what you are comfortable with. I can tell you would like to explore the lifestyle by your actions, but I want to know how much you know and what your perceptions are. I also want to clear up any misconceptions you may have and make sure that this is truly what you want. I don’t want to hurt or scare you, but I want you to be part of my life and this is part of it. It’s not a big part, but it is part of who I am and I want you to know and be comfortable with all of me.”
“Well to answer your question, I’m not sure. People wear things like this in there and some people don’t wear any clothes at all. I’ve seen people with dog collars on and leashes. I don’t think I’d like that, especially crawling around on my knees like an animal. That would be humiliating. Sadie and Rachel seem really nice and I know they are both submissives, so I don’t think it would be all that bad. I have read some romance novels, but don’t know how real that is. I looked at the internet once, but it all seemed like porn and I don’t think Dave and Evan are into that, but I guess they could be.”
“Would you like to go to the Club one night and see what happens?” he asked her.
“That would be okay I guess, if you were there with me. I wouldn’t go alone.”
“No, baby, I won’t make you go alone. One night when you are not working we will go together. Then you can see what happens and ask me any question you may have. If you want to try something we will.”
“Oh! I couldn’t do anything in front of all those people. I have to see them when I’m working and I wouldn’t want them seeing me like that. I have to wear clothes, too, they can’t see me in something like this or naked. No! No! No!” She shuddered at the thought.
“Okay, for right now, but we will talk about it more later.” Alan knew he would never let her wear clothes to the Club, she might get away with wearing one of the teddies, but knew better than to push the point. He needed to get back in the right headspace to play. He was going to make love to her tonight.
“Do you remember earlier, I told you not to wear underwear and you did anyway. Why?”
She bit her lip and thought about whether to tell the truth or not. How would he react? Deciding to just tell him, she answered, “Because I wanted to see what you would do if I disobeyed.”
“What if I told you that as your punishment we would just go to bed and I’m not touching you tonight?”
The look on her face was priceless. “Oh, I thought you might just spank me or something. I want to make love with you, please don’t do that. I’m sorry. Just spank me. I won’t disobey again.” She never thought he would say something like that. That would be so unfair. “Please.” She looked up at him with tears in her eyes.
“Oh, baby, you are going to be in for so many punishments. Topping from the bottom is not a good thing.”
“I don’t know what that means.” She just wanted to make love. She was done with all this talking. It just seemed like the more she said the deeper she got.
“Topping from the bottom means that the sub, you, tries to manipulate her top or master, me, into doing what she wants. For example. You deliberately wore underwear to defy me and see what happens. Now you aren’t happy with the possible consequences and are trying to get your own way. Not good. If I was a stricter master, you wouldn’t come for a week and the only sex we had would be for my own gratification. But I’m not your master and we are just exploring our relationship. But you need to know that this kind of behavior will not be tolerated in the future.”
“Okay, I got it. Now, are we going to make love or what?”
The little spitfire was going to keep him on his toes. He could tell right now that she would not give in easily, not that he wanted her to. He liked her sassiness and didn’t want her to lose it. It was part of what attracted him to her.
“Yes, we are definitely going to make love. But first you need a spanking. It’s not going to be as fun as you seem to think it is. When was the last time you were spanked?”
“I don’t know, probably when I was five.” She laughed, happy she was getting her way.
“Okay, you are going to get twenty slaps with my hand on your bare ass. It will hurt and you won’t be laughing when I’m done. You’ll lay over my lap and stay still while your punishment is being administered. You will not talk during the punishment. Any questions?” He knew twenty slaps were a lot for someone who was new to the lifestyle, but Theresa needed to know he was serious and that he wouldn’t put up with her behavior. He hoped he didn’t scare her off.
“No, I’m ready.” And she was. She just wanted to get to the part where he was kissing and holding her. Sitting in his lap was nice, but she wanted more.