With his fingers threaded through his her hair, he raised her head a little to speak to her. “It’s my short term goal to gain control of your sexuality. I want to illustrate to you that I not only have the knowledge, but I have the skill. I want you to understand that unless you’re expressing your sexuality to me, and for me, you’re wasting it.”
Unaware of herself, she released the hold on her hands, and wrapped her fingers around his arm. “I believe that, Sir. I have the letter you wrote about it. I read it every night before I go to bed.”
Curious as hell about that, he said, “Show me.”
As if there were no hurry to be anything other than his, she rolled languidly off his lap to the floor. Only slowly she rose to her full height, something unwieldy in her control.
“In my bedroom, Sir.”
Quickly, he stood to follow her down the short hallway into the only bedroom. Next to a small double bed, she pulled open the drawer of a night stand that could qualify as an antique. Timidly, she handed him a piece of paper.
We’ve talked extensively about D/s relationships and how they differ from the only model in Middle-American Culture for adult relationships…marriage. We’ve also spoken about the many responsibilities a Dominant has and the types of service a sub performs. One of those types of service is sexual.
Since your questions are becoming more detailed, I will explain.
You’ve confessed your raging promiscuity, but you’ve found it so unsatisfying – to the point you would give up sex altogether…at 23…as if that were possible. You claim at your tender age, there must be 50 in your past, although you’ve lost count. While that’s not impossible, I’m considering it improbable given what I know of you. I suspect you’ve included stolen kisses and dates to the dance in that tally.