Page 13 of Bound and Branded

I don’t always get instant responses from her, so I’m surprised when I do this time.

Yes.

Whether or not we fuck is up to you.

I’m fine doing a scene that doesn’t include fucking, though obviously I prefer it. But as hesitant and inexperienced as this woman is, I want to be careful.

I want to.

My cock is aching at this point and there something in the denial that I like, and I’m not usually into denial for myself. Though, denial for a submissive can be that way for me. It’s just usually I’m getting to witness their torture too.

Hard limits?

This takes her a little bit longer.

I can’t think of how to say this right.

You have to be clear and explicit, there’s no room for being squeamish. If you want to play consent games you need to be abundantly clear about what your limits are.

It’s always important, but never more important than when a scene might involve her resistance as a feature.

It takes a long time for the next message to come in.

I’ve never had anal and I don’t think I want to.

I stare at the sentence. I ought to send her away with a virtual pat on the head. She’s out of her depth, and so I am I. If that’s the thing she had trouble saying…This just won’t work.

I should tell her to forget it. It’s not that I need that or anything, it’s just that this girl hasn’t done any experimenting as far as I can tell if that’s the one hard limit she can come up with and she’s never done it.

I don’t know how old she is. I’m thinking of her as a girl because it’s clear to me she’s got no real concept of what she’s signing up for.

And so I list them out.

Everything I can think of. Thinks I’m not even into, things that go pastmyhard limits, even as an experienced Dom, because I need her to understand that she’s stepping into a whole world where the only limit on possibility is you. And you have to be very clear about how far you’re willing to go.

I probably scared her off and it’s probably for the best.

I put my phone back in my pocket and start to head back into the barn.

My pocket chimes again. I take the phone out.

I don’t mind pain. Or dubious consent. Some of those things are a not right now. And some of them are a probably never.

I’m mad that I’m relieved she’s still in.

Fair enough. We’ll start with what you’re comfortable with.

What’s obvious to me is that this is already pushing her boundaries.

I would have a safe word, right?

I take a sharp breath.

Anytime you’re experimenting with sex there should be a safe word. Any guy who doesn’t offer you that doesn’t know what he’s doing.

I’m the one who doesn’t know what I’m doing.

I do.

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