Page 18 of Doctoring Dolly

“Good girl,” he said as he attached the cuff to her wrist. Without being asked, she extended her other arm and he repeated the action.

Quincy then took a step back. “Now, pet, I’d like you to strip down to your underwear. I’ll allow you that much coverage for now. Later in the week when we play, you’ll be naked.”

“Naked, Sir?”

He stepped closer and fisted his hand in her hair, pulling her head back so she looked up at him. Instantly, her body melted at the dominant act. Her pussy dampened and her nipples beaded at the same time her breathing grew shallow.

“Yes, sweet pet, naked. By then you won’t care if others are watching. All of your focus will be on me, and you won’t give a single thought to what anyone else thinks.”

Dolly swallowed hard as her stomach dropped several inches. “Yes, Sir,” she managed to whisper before he leaned down and kissed her.

The kiss drove her even further into a submissive mindset and she wobbled when he released her. “Take off your clothes, pet. Then step up and face the cross.”

Quincy stood back and watched with growing appreciation as Dolly stripped until she stood before him wearing nothing but a pair of scanty green panties and a matching bra. After she folded her clothes and laid them on a nearby chair, she moved to stand facing the cross, just as he had ordered.

He took a flogger, a cane, and a paddle out of the armoire before closing it. Laying them on a rolling metal table, he positioned it near the cross, but out of Dolly’s line of vision. No reason to terrify the subbie before he needed to.

Stepping up, he ran his hands up and down the outside of her arms and then took a moment to massage her shoulders. “Ready to play, sweet pet?”

“Yes, Sir,” she said.

Her breathing had deepened as she relaxed once again. She sounded calm and ready to play.

“What’s your safeword?” he asked as he checked the cuffs to make sure they were not too snug.

“Melon, Sir.”

He brushed a kiss on the side of her neck as he reached around and gave her a hug, his hands spreading over the bare skin between her bra line and the top of her panties. “Very good, pet. Lift your arms up and we’ll get you secured so you can meet a few of my favorite toys.”

CHAPTER 10

Dolly hesitated only a few heartbeats before raising her arms straight above her head. She took a deep breath when Quincy moved each arm to the side before hooking her cuffs to the cross.

Once that was done, he reached around her body, slipping his hands between her chest and the wood and hugged her. The length of his clothed body felt warm against her bared skin, and she could feel his erection pressing into her lower back. She sucked a sharp breath when he slipped a cloth over her eyes and tied it behind her head.

“You’re doing beautifully, pet. Now, just relax while we talk about what you do and don’t already know.”

“Yes, Sir,” she whispered as her entire body shivered at the deep, dark tone his voice had taken on.

His murmured, “Good girl,” sent another shiver through her strong enough that he felt it.

“Are you cold, pet?”

“No, Sir. Just a little nervous.”

He pulled his arms from around her and stepped back. “No need to be nervous. You hold all the power, and though I hope you’ll continue to trust me with your submission, you can stop everything by using your safeword.”

“Okay,” she whispered as she turned her head, trying to follow his movements as he walked around her and the St. Andrew’s cross.

When Quincy cleared his throat, she realized she had made a faux pas and corrected herself. “Yes, Sir. I understand.”

“Very good, pet.”

The next few minutes was a question-and-answer session of what BDSM meant, the roles of Dominants and submissives, the definition of safe, sane, and consensual, and the reason to scene in public with a new play partner. Dolly realized her research had gained her more head knowledge than she realized, but what she lacked was physical knowledge.

She needed to know what a flogger felt like versus the strike of a cane. She needed to be able to describe how a paddle felt against her ass, and the arousal a submissive felt as she turned her will, her body, her being over to her Dominant.

Her body could not wait to learn the physical lessons, and it was difficult to hold back a demand that he quit talking and just get on with whatever her next lesson would be.

---