The very act of kissing the tool he was using to force her to begin to understand what she desired, what she could never voice before caused her to suddenly become overwhelmed with a need to cry. She hated to cry, it made her feel weak and all of her life she never let anyone see her tears. Again anger flashed through her at the feelings that were surfacing. A tear escaped her tight shut eyes as she shuddered in an attempt to control herself.

She felt a slight stir in the air as the man moved closer to her to whisper in her ear. “You are not allowed to deny what you feel. Part of obedience is honesty. Do you deny that you came here to find yourself?”

She nodded her head in a short jerky movement not trusting herself to speak and let the breath out she had not been aware of holding in.

Straightening her shoulders again she kept her eyes closed and waited for the man to continue. She heard him step away and the sounds of something being dragged off the table. Time seemed to slow, waiting in the dark and feeling dreadful anticipation combined with a growing sexual excitement stirring deep inside her.

This time the sensation of something being drawn across the sensitive skin of her upper thighs made her flinch. A finger trailed across her cheek and then cupped the side of her face softly. “Shhhh, you are not to move unless instructed to do so no matter what you feel. Can you do that? Or are you not able control yourself to please me?” the man whispered as what felt like many soft strands again trailed across her belly up to her breasts.

“Yes” the word forced out of her as she forced herself to focus only on remaining in place. She expected to again feel the item the man held on her skin only to hear the man step back and move behind her. Her hair was brushed over one shoulder and the man said, “ Now we begin again..”