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Posted by sodsta on Sun 6 Apr 08, 3:29 PM
I... wasn't really sure how to start posting on this thing, so I thought I'd post a short D/s story I wrote for a recent University assignment. It's not based on any sort of personal experience or anything - just a bit of fun, really. 
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"Kneel" she said, and he did.
Lucy watched as he lowered himself slowly to his knees, swaying slightly and extending a hand to prop himself up against the floor. It was awkward and unpractised and it sent small tremors of arousal down her spine. It was always intoxicating, finding a new toy to play with; a new mound of beautiful clay to shape and mould. The others boys, the ones who arrogantly thought they knew what she wanted –who laboured under the impression that one size fit all– they were of no use to her. They clutched much too tightly to their own agendas for her liking, and that's not what she was looking for - slush and melted, muddy ice. It was always much more satisfying to leave footprints in virgin snow.
She sat and looked at him for a while, noting the way his arms hung loosely by his sides, as if he wasn't quite sure what to do with them. His fingers were moving, rubbing and pulling slightly at the seam in his jeans, picking and digging at the bits of dry skin around his fingernails. He was nervous, she could tell, and she liked it. She positively fed off it. Every move he made, no matter how minute, every small flex of muscle or blink of an eyelid disturbed the air like ripples on a pond. She could feel it like static electricity; it filled the room until she was almost positive she could see it. The air around him seemed to shimmer, like heat rising from a desert floor. It was delicious.
"Come here," she instructed, shifting casually in her chair. The boy made to stand and she smirked. "Uh-uh. No." She paused and bit her lip to keep from moaning as he froze – caught like a deer in headlights. "I want you to crawl to me."
She watched his face closely and saw the confusion swirl and fade into eventual comprehension as he grasped what was being asked of him. With another lowering of the eyes, he pushed himself onto all fours and crawled carefully across the hard-wood floor to sit at her feet. Something hot and wonderful coursed through her body as the boy settled back onto his knees, and she took a deep, calming breath. It was almost too much already and they'd hardly done anything, yet. She looked down at his bowed head and frowned because she could no longer see his eyes. She needed to see his eyes.
"Look at me, Christian," she said firmly, her voice calm and low. The boy raised his head and did as he was told and Lucy felt her stomach flutter. He had beautiful eyes – so big, and so blue, and so full of emotion. Lucy was sure he couldn't be aware just how well she was reading him. So rarely was a boy as open as this, so unguarded. This was why she preferred to mould them from new – so she could see their emotions, so she could take them and hold them and feel them as if they were part of her. It was more raw, and more tangible than the emotion she got from practised submissives, because this wasn't a game for Christian like it was the others; no more a game for him than it was for her. It was real.
"You're a very beautiful boy," she said, smiling down at him. She saw the red flush spread instantly across his cheeks and could nearly feel the heat radiating from his skin.
"Th-thank you," he replied, his voice soft and uneven, almost inaudible. It made her shiver.
"How does it feel to be sitting at my feet, Christian?" She asked, aware how difficult a question like that was to answer. It was a fun test she liked to try out on her boys, and the look of mild panic that flashed across Christian's face was enough to remind her why.
"Uh… I…" he stammered, and the blush across his cheeks grew darker. "It… it's different," he finished with a very faint grin. Lucy's smile widened. A rather cheeky but amusing answer – he had spirit; she liked that. She shifed slightly, draping one leg rather elegantly over the opposite knee.
"And how does that make you feel?" she asked. "Excited? Nervous? Turned on? Scared?"
Christian frowned and looked away, obviously searching for the right words. Lucy hadn't told him he could avert his eyes, though. "Look at me," she said, her voice once again low and firm. Christian was new to this but he needed to obey her rules if they were to progress together. He looked up at her again, once more resembling a startled doe. She smiled again to calm him. "I have a few simple rules, Christian. As this is all new to you I'll let you off this once, but in future, if I ask you to do something - like look at me - I do expect you to do it."
Christian nodded again, swallowing thickly. Lucy watched his throat almost hungrily and she allowed herself to imagine a black leather collar fastened tightly around it.
"Yes, Lucy…" he replied, his voice once again hushed and unsure.
She nodded. "Good boy." She reached out and ran her fingers gently through his dark hair, feeling her skin tingle from the contact. He was radiant. "Now," she continued. "You were going to tell me how it makes you feel to sit at my feet."
This time he maintained eye contact, his brow furrowing again in concentration. Lucy watched, feeling that pleasant warm sensation rushing through her body again, pulsing in her stomach and groin as she saw the emotion clouding his water-y blue eyes.
"It…" he began, then stopped and sighed in what sounded like frustration."It makes me feel… I'm… nervous. I mean… I don't know if I'm doing it right…"
Lucy was silent as she watched him. She didn't reply as she could see him struggling for another answer.
"I… I quite like it, though," he finished, grinning nervously. Lucy's fingers curled almost automatically in his hair at his answer and she gave a gentle tug, not enough to hurt, but enough to pull his head back just slightly.
"That's good to know." She held his eye for a while, until she could feel him getting slightly uncomfortable, then she let go of his hair and stood up. "Stay exactly where you are," she instructed, and walked through to the bedroom. She knew exactly what she was looking for, and even though it was still early, she couldn't put it off any longer. The need in her to see him bound at her feet was what was making her throb so pleasantly. She didn't need anything elaborate, and she didn't think Christian would be ready for that yet, either, but something simple – just his wrists tied prettily behind his back – that's all she needed.
She located a length of soft silk rope and carried it back to the living room, taking her seat once more, and noting that Christian hadn't moved a muscle. Such a good boy.
For several moments she sat in silence, watching him in a predatory manner – like a tigress watches antelope on the planes. He was eyeing the coil of rope in her hands and she saw his fingers start to fidget nervously at his jeans again.
"Christian," she said finally, catching her breath when his eyes snapped to hers instantly. "I'm going to bind your hands behind you, but I'm not going to do anything to you yet. We have time to learn and explore later, but right now, I just need to see you in my ropes. Is that alright?"
Christian bit his lip and nodded silently.
"I'd like an answer, please."
"Yes. Yes, Lucy…"
She smiled. "Turn around. Stay on your knees."
He did as ordered, shuffling around slowly until his back was to her. She leaned down in her chair and took his slender wrists, overlapping them and tying them securely together. Years of practice meant that the intricate rope work was complete within seconds and she took a deep, shuddering breath as she ran her hands lightly back up over Christian's arms and shoulders.
"That's beautiful," she whispered, almost more to herself than to Christian. She stayed as she was for a while, then moved to sit back properly in her chair. "Turn and face me again."
He did, and Lucy felt the throbbing between her legs strengthen ten-fold. Yes, she thought, she would definitely be keeping this one.
Edited Mon 23 Jun 08, 1:12 AM by sodsta
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