I got drunk enough to hear a stand up comedian yell "Go go go!" and it made me think "Gelfling!" but not enough to forget about #WipItUpWednesday :D So you get part two of "Vala's First Collared [by The Queen] Meal." Here's part 1 in you'd like to read it first.
Simon leaned over the arm of his chair and tapped on Viviana's head.
Viviana looked up and smiled at Simon. "My Lord?"
Simon leaned over farther and whispered into Viviana's ear.
Springing up to her feet, Viviana ran out of the dining room in the direction of the kitchen.
"What was that about, my Lord?" Mandisa looked over her shoulder as Viviana passed out of sight.
"I forgot dessert."
The Queen perked up in his chair. "Dessert?" A goofy grin spread across his face. "What did you make for dessert?"
"Raspberry Chocolate Heart Tarts, my Queen." Simon smiled proudly. "I found the recipe in my new chocolate desserts recipe book."
Viviana walked back into the dining room and stopped next to The Queen. Swishing her hips as she otherwise stood still, she smiled at him and asked, "Dessert, my Queen?"
"Place a tart on my plate and then give the tray to Simon."
Viviana placed the tart on The Queen's dessert plate. She started to move away when she let out a loud gasp and looked over her shoulder to see The Queen grinning at her, his hand still cupping her ass.
"Problem?" The Queen's grin grew larger.
"Um... no, my Queen," Viviana sputtered as she tried to step back from the table, only to find herself more securely in The Queen's hand.
The Queen let his hand drop to his chair. "Get back to your place before I am enjoying you instead of this tart."
Viviana gasped and ran back to Simon, giving him the tray and quickly sinking into submissive pose behind Yiska's chair.
Chuckling softly, The Queen looked down at his dessert and picked up his fork.
"My Queen?" Raanan started, but stopped quickly when The Queen raised his hand in the air.
"No talking during chocolate, boy."
Raanan laughed, blushing. "Sorry, my Queen."
The Queen nodded and attended to his dessert in quiet.
:D I'm a brat... I did some reading and editing on the way to picking something to share from "Out of the Night: Book One" of my Vala's Story serial... yes, it's with a BR and I'm still pondering new cover art. I also got writing a little in the WIP I'm going to finish, I hope, during Camp Nano next month... (and a tease of the first line from that WIP... And now I will tell you the story of how I came to have two homes: "a home with her" and "a home with him." )
But I think I may share at least one more scene on WIPWednesday before moving on to "Gates of the Garden: Book Two." This is from Vala's first formal meal after The Queen collars her.
Vala held Greta's hand as they moved behind Iona's chair.
Greta whispered, "You've had the chance to see one of our Lords in submissive pose?"
"Yeah," Vala replied and sank to her knees beside Greta. Carefully looking around, she spotted Simon's dark brown dress shoes moving close to her.
"I would like a taste of each thing you made," The Queen ordered. After a few moments of spoons sounding against dishes, Simon's shoes moved away again. "Fix your plates."
Patience. I'll be fed. This is more of the ceremony that pleases The Queen so. Vala snuck a glance in Greta's direction; her sister slave patted her elbow before going back into sub pose.
"Now present your sub or subs with their bowl," The Queen announced.
"Let me help with your hair," Greta murmured before pulling Vala's hair into a twist and clipping it onto the back of her head. Continuing in whisper, "Normally, our Lady would have clipped our hair up before leaving her room."
"Thanks," Vala murmured. She licked her lips when Iona placed a bowl of beef stew on the floor in front of her.
"Be a good girl," Iona cooed.
The Queen called out, "Fourth class slaves remember that you are to eat without using your hands. Eat quickly, lest you be thought ungrateful."
Vala blinked her eyes and a single tear dropped into her soup. How different this is from this morning! She carefully ate her food. No need to get emotional. Sighing, she enjoyed Iona's momentary touch on the back of her neck as she chewed a carrot chunk. Just be pleasing. I've seen Tommy and Simon--my Lords, I should think now--do it in hundreds of small ways. When she had eaten most of the meat and vegetables she lapped up the broth as quietly as possible.
Startling Vala, reminding her that people were eating at the table above her, Simon asked, "So we'll be getting back onto some sort of schedule starting tomorrow, my Queen?"
"Mostly," The Queen replied shortly; after a moment, probably after swallowing, he continued, "Except for Prisca, Kaya, Adan, and Ailin, who I will need for Vala's lessons, everyone else is released to his or her normal activities."
"Oh, that's wonderful, my Queen," Iona said, clapping her hands. "I just bought a new set of candles last time Greta and I went shopping."
Raanan chuckled. "What color are they?"
"Twelve pillar candles, building in color from white to black."
"Going to introduce Vala to candle wax?" Mandisa asked.
"Around her lessons, if The Queen allows for the time," Iona replied.
"I do hope to give you time with her since Pride changed things today," The Queen said. "Vala is being such a good girl. If you are done eating, you may kneel up."
Sparing another glance at Greta, who was still bent over her bowl, Vala rose up onto her shin. Um, at my ears, Viviana suggested. Folding her fingers against the back of her collar, she let her gaze flit across the chairs, the room.
I was touching in with BRs this morning and I thought to share the new thing I added the warning/context/to the reader type page I have at the beginning of my serial. Since a simple paragraph listing the types of sex by far isn't enough for my writing. And so I share a paragraph that talks about my writing, especially in the Vala's Story serial, and how extreme it is.
Writing in community. Well that bit of writing, warning, trigger, what-have-you... it got moved to "Skipping Down the Primrose Path: Book Three" and so I have to mention it again now or before in the publishing scheme of things. Delia Grace and the two books she's published through Blushing Books inspired this bit of writing. She has books with various warnings too; I especially appreciated the warnings of her darling Nettie (from her book "Affirming Antoinette") felt like a sister I'd always wanted. But so her warnings... lead me to thinking about how much I push and prod and provoke in the Vala's Story serial. I'm not sure I could ever give adequate warnings. In rewriting the books, I've explored things that enrich the plot line that I simply didn't have enough lived experience and thought time to be able to write. So yes, please, be ready when you sit to read my writing. You might find intense BDSM activity. You might find social justice discussion. You might find my characters discussing the intricacies of their many relationships, childhood abuse histories, domestic abuse that they've endured as adults, and a number of potentially triggering things. I will still try to put trigger warnings, content warnings, context explanations as I can in front of each book, but I might not catch everything; I'm a survivor of much myself and my perception of what is traumatic can be quite different from others.
Watch for links in this one- I'm sharing a bunch today...
I'm writing in my blog creator today. Yeah, after everything went so wrong on my previous blog and I lost anything that wasn't on my computer, I've certainly pondered doing this. You see me fresh out of the shower after I overdid physically activity outside and didn't drink enough; thankfully my sun block clothes from Coolibar protected me and I was just dehydrated.
I won't lie- I've been struggling. Various things have been hard. I'm feeling a super lack of socializing, which seems paradoxical given the fact that I have had "chat" back off on Facebook because someone got bent out of shape when I felt the need to speak a part of my truth. I just turned "chat" back on because I needed to PM an author friend after I won an ebook in a Facebook group "takeover."
This week, I've missed both Masturbation Monday and WipItUpWednesday blog hops. I hop to manage Masturbation Monday next week, especially since it's the final Monday during National Masturbation Month. Of course, WIP was its own issue this week because last week I finished sharing a big sex/BDSM scene from "Out of the Night: Book One" from the Vala's Story-verse; I'm not sure what I want to share there as I've finished "Night" and have it with beta readers, finished "Gates of the Garden: Book Two," and am currently working in "Skipping Down the Primrose Path: Book Three."
I've been doing pretty good with my vlog. I just finished a script about the idea of "Mx. Right" and I started working on something about my thoughts that Vala's Story is a serial, not a series, and how I've stopped using the word around of "series/serial." So I've been trying not to stalk my view statistics, although I can't deny that I look maybe once a day or so because I did look up the rules about monetization on YouTube and while I don't expect to be the next big YouTuber, my family's finances are such that any small bit of money helps. Right now I have 7 vlogs up.
I'm thinking to get posts up maybe today (Friday, when this will post), Saturday, and Sunday. I hope to. I have one vlog almost ready to upload. However, I also have an 18 year old who didn't go off to college and she wants to go to the mall etc. I just want to make it to the mall without her and have maybe an hour or two of writing without the constant interruptions that writing in the living room and being the fixer of everything (or so it seems) is warrant to.
Who comes when and where... yes, that title played in my mind as I was reading this final bit of Vala's first power exchange session with The Queen, Tommy, and Simon. Months of vanilla togetherness led up to this. The rest of the book, its pacing, makes me ponder what to share next. By the time this goes live, I may try doing my own Kickstarter to see if I can save up the money for a copy and sensitivity edit on this book.
"Yeah. You will need to do more of the moving," The Queen replied.
Tommy slid a second finger into Vala's ass; she leaned harder into The Queen, moaning against his skin. He pumped his fingers into her as he cupped her asscheek with his other hand.
"Is it that much better knowing I am making you my slave tomorrow?" The Queen taunted.
"Yes, my Queen. Please, my Queen," Vala cried.
"Please, what?" he demanded.
"Come. Tommy's cock. Please. Fuck," Vala babbled.
The Queen clicked his tongue. "You missed an awful lot of title use in that."
"Sorry, my Queen. Sorry. Unh. My Queen!" Vala trembled against The Queen as Tommy's fingers were replaced by his hard cock.
"You don't have permission to come yet, girl," Tommy barked.
"Please, my Lord," Vala begged. "You feel so good in my ass, my Lord."
"I wonder if that begging'll sound even prettier once she wears your collar, my Queen," Simon commented as he traced his fingers over Vala's shoulder. "That said, by your leave, I'd rather wait to sample the girl once she is your slave. I've had enough vanilla from her."
"Sure. Sit beside us, love?" The Queen replied.
"Sure, my Queen." Simon moved where Vala could see him out of the corner of her eye.
Tommy started pumping into Vala's ass, fucking her with increasing speed.
Her bound hands pressing into Tommy's stomach, Vala basked in the double penetration. "Please, my Queen. Need to come so bad, my Queen," she whimpered.
The Queen brushed Vala's hair back from her face. "You do, my baby girl?"
Orgasm trying to break through at his word choice, Vala moaned, "Yes, please, my Queen. I beg to come, my Queen." She gazed into his eyes, feeling lost in their icy blue depths. "Beg, my Queen. Beg, my Lord."
"Come for us," The Queen said before capturing Vala's lips and kissing her hard. His tongue thrust into her mouth, seeming timed with Tommy's cock.
Vala pushed herself into the kiss as she pushed back with her hips against Tommy. She tightened her thighs against The Queen. Yours. Theirs. My Queen. Thank. Thank.
"Gonna fill you with my cum, girlie. You want my cum?" Tommy pulled on Vala's earlobe with his teeth.
Grunting into The Queen's mouth, Vala practically screamed her begging.
"That's my girl." Tommy thrust deep into Vala's ass and stilled. "Thanks, my Queen. Love you, Simon, Vala." His weight pressed down on her and The Queen.
"I beg to swallow your cum, my Queen," Vala whimpered.
Tommy laughed. "My Queen?"
Tommy's cock pulled from Vala's ass and his arms slipped under her bound ones. Feeling weightless in his arms, she nonetheless held in a shriek when he lifted her off The Queen. Trust. The tang of her arousal and The Queen's pre-cum filled her nose as her face and hair fell toward him. She struggled to wrap her mouth around his cock even with her hair in the way. She sucked him in, including her curls, and sucked as her orgasm continued to pump in her body. His cum filled her mouth and then her throat as she shuddered in Tommy's grasp.
"My girl," The Queen groaned as he grasped Vala's head and eased her hair back. "My sweet, baby girl."
Trust their care and love. Vala groaned as Tommy led her body across the couch, across The Queen's and Simon's laps. She turned her head and looked up at Simon's face through her hair. "Love you, my Lord."
"Love you, sweet girl." Simon brushed Vala's hair back from her face.
Vala trembled against the men.
"Here's a blanket, sweet," Tommy said before the welcome weight and warmth of the afghan covered Vala. He lifted her legs and joined them on the couch.
Moaning, Vala relaxed against them. The orgasm continued to play in her body in relaxing waves that made her tremble.
"Such a good girl," The Queen murmured as he rubbed her arm through the blanket.
"Thanks, my Queen. Love you, my Queen. Love you, my Lords." Vala shuddered with delight and closed her eyes.
I teased Meredith on Facebook with how much I should post today- but I'd already decided to keep being a tease :D . So You get a little less than half this week and the rest of the scene next week. Then I'm left with "what next?" I'm not sure if I'll continue with "Out of the Night: Book One." I'm waiting on my BRs' thoughts and saving up the money for editing- I want to do a copy edit and a sensitivity edit so that makes it even harder to consider "how much I need to save up."
Now we continue with Vala's first power exchange sexual/BDSM experience with The Queen, Tommy, and Simon...
"She does look real good like that, my Queen. The tape is a nice touch," Simon commented with his voice growing louder in Vala's hearing.
Vala startled and tightened her jaw when the first lash fell across her back. How do I beg to come with his cock in my mouth? I'm not going to last.
"That's a girl," Tommy cooed as he used one hand to stroke Vala's cheek. "Are you trying to make me come fast so you don't have so much to worry about your own orgasm?"
Trembling as The Queen slowly applied lashes up and down her back, Vala lifted her gaze to Tommy's face; his grin encouraged her eyelashes to flutter as her eyes rolled up in pleasure.
"It seems we have the makings of a pain slut, my Queen. I believe your sweet Vala is fighting not to come without permission from the flogging," Tommy drawled.
A second hand joined Tommy's in Vala's hair and The Queen growled, "Is that right, my little slut? Gonna come from being whipped?" He dragged the flogger over her genitals, yanking loud moans from her. "I think after me and my boys get our enjoyment from you, I might just have to tie you down to the bed and flog you until my arm tires. I wonder how many orgasms I could get out of you."
Want to be yours, my Queen. Tears sprung to Vala's eyes when Tommy pulled her down hard onto his cock, forcing her to deepthroat him. She pushed down with her knees so she wouldn't kick out and lose her balance. With churning hips, she struggled with her readiness to orgasm.
"She has a lot of orgasm training ahead of her," Simon joked as his fingers slipped between Vala's labia and over her clit. Two of his fingers slid into her cunt as her hands were pulled to the small of her back. "Wonderful touch, my Queen."
Tape started around Vala's wrists. A whole bunch of movement happened fast, leaving her wondering. Her head was yanked away from Tommy's cock.
"Gimme her cunt," The Queen barked as one of the boys lifted Vala by her arms.
Vala bent her legs at the knees as she was lowered over The Queen's hard cock. "My Queen," she whimpered as he penetrated her cunt. She pressed her face against his shoulder as she started to move her hips.
With his thumb, Tommy traced Vala's asscrack. "Look at you moving against The Queen. Are you turned on enough that I can take your ass without lube?"
Vala grunted, "Huh?"
"I do so love to fuck a little sub with The Queen," Tommy growled.
"Sub? My Lord?" Vala echoed.
"The Queen and I don't discriminate. Man, woman, a submissive of an indeterminate gender identity. You'll do just fine." Tommy pushed apart Vala's asscheeks, his fingers pressing into tender spots from the spanking and flogging.
"Please, my Lord, please," Vala begged. She gasped to feel his fingers move between her lips and The Queen's cock.
"I think that should be enough." Tommy slipped one finger into Vala's asshole.
"Please, please, please, my Lord," Vala whined.
"Is my guess at your plan correct, my Queen?" Tommy asked.
(Next week, you'll get to enjoy The Queen's answer.)
I'm grateful I noticed Meredith sharing this hop's sign up; I'd forgotten about it with my preoccupation with "Gates of the Garden: Book Two"s rewrite. If you'd like to enjoy a little fun with a vlog, I talk about the rewrite and other stuff in this vlog. But back to "Out of the Night: Book One," I'm actually looking for another person or two to BR. It's a short novel (not much over 50K) and I have the software to make PDFs, MOBIs, and ePUBS. Polyamorous, pansexual, and at times most hard core. Let me know in the comments if you're interested.
And with that, here is this week's continuation of Vala's first serious power exchange scene with The Queen, Tommy, and Simon...
"Hold back from orgasm, no matter how good her mouth feels, as I have a plan for enjoying Vala further that includes both of us."
"Yes, my Queen." Tommy stood and pulled his silk lounge pants off. "Did your plan include moving to the bed?"
"Not yet." The Queen arched an eyebrow.
Before Vala could grasp what The Queen's motion meant, Tommy grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her down to the couch. Her stomach hit the surface warmed by her thighs and her breasts pressed against his thighs as she groaned to feel his semi-hard cock slip between her lips.
Grunting with Tommy's hand still in her hair, Vala tongued his cock as it grew harder in her mouth. She rubbed her legs together to get some relief. At the heat of The Queen's hand on her ass, she arched her back to push back into it.
"On your knees, little girl, and let Tommy lead you into the facefucking he wants to give you," The Queen ordered.
Tommy yanked Vala's head up, pulling her off his cock. "Whatever The Queen does to you, remember not to bite me."
"Yes, my Lord," Vala whimpered. She hungrily sucked his cock back into her mouth when he lowered her head.
"Get all her hair out of the way, around your hand if you like," The Queen ordered.
His hand winding up all of her hair, Vala sensed the yanking both in her scalp and cunt. Her eyelids fluttered shut when the tape touched her neck.
"I almost forgot to mark this pretty neck," The Queen teased.
Yes, please, my Queen. Vala pushed her tongue against the underside of Tommy's cock as she struggled to be light in his grasp. The tape and the heat of The Queen's fingers pressed against her skin all the way to the nape of her neck. A pulse of pleasure filled her cunt and she fought it down so she didn't disobey.
"Do you like wearing my mark?" The Queen brushed his fingers over Vala's skin just below the tape.
Vala moaned as loud as she could muster around Tommy's cock.
"Of course you do. You have put such pretty words into your begging." The Queen chuckled. "Now I have her back as a canvass. How should I decorate it, Tommy?"
"Did you want to see how she would respond to a flogging, my Queen? Some reddening of her skin might be lovely."
"Well maybe just a little. Maybe if Simon gets home in time he can give her more." The Queen traced Vala's asscrack. "Would you like Simon to play with you too?"
"Hm hm," Vala grunted. She grabbed Tommy's thighs when The Queen landed a spank on her ass, his hand cupping the right cheek. She tightened her lower body, feeling the pleasure run through her. Her wordless moans returned, her mouth clutching Tommy, when The Queen smacked her ass several more times.
"Simon, good, grab me that mini suede flogger Raanan just made for me? And come join us enjoying Vala when you can?" The Queen called out, alerting Vala to Simon's arrival.
This isn't over my head. It's just the power exchange that's new. And oh, Simon. Maybe I'll end up with triple penetration!
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I think I may be giving you a little more, or maybe being just a little more tease-y. Sorry I missed last week; a rude woman made a trip to the park with the little girl I watch rather unpleasant as she freaked out because I was all covered up (ah duh, I'm allergic to the sun!). "Gates of the Garden: Book Two" rewrite is going well; I've been listening to it in Balabolka. Here's a link to two weeks ago so you can refresh your memory of what's happening if you'd like...
Tommy pulled the bottom of Vala's skirt and tucked it in the waistband. "We'll have to strip you before The Queen has too much more fun," he drawled.
The Queen interrupted Vala by grabbing her boob and squeezing. "Finish whatever comes out of those lips of yours with his title."
"Yes, my Queen," Vala whimpered. She turned her head to gaze wide eyed at Tommy.
Tommy clicked his tongue. "Did just that little squeeze wipe your mind of what you wanted to say, girl?"
"It seems we have taken the sex worker out of the girl."
"It seems, my Queen. I like this girl who just shudders and moans between us." Tommy dragged his fingers up Vala's leg above the approaching electrical tape.
Surprising Vala, The Queen cut the tape again. He pressed the end against her skin with his pinky finger brushing over her freshly shaved genitals. "Now that looks even better. Strip, " he ordered.
Vala lowered her shaking leg to the floor before she struggle to stand. I've stripped in front of hundreds of men. Why is this so scary? They're already nude as usual. She yanked her skirt down and off; her tank top came off next, joining the pile of black cloth.
"I think she needs a little more decoration, my Queen," Tommy murmured.
"Hm. Maybe around these luscious, little breasts. I do want to keep her nipples out for our enjoyment." The Queen grasped one of Vala's nipples between strong thumb and forefinger.
Tensed legs prevented Vala from falling to her knees.
With a grin, The Queen said, "You may sit."
Vala sank gratefully to the couch, even if the leather was startlingly cold on her naked thighs.
The Queen pressed the tape to the top of Vala's left breast. "Yes, I do like your suggestion, Tommy. So pretty."
Following The Queen's touch, Vala felt her skin and the contact with him like never before. Her breath released in a pleading moan. She went rigid to feel the scissors against the underside of her breast.
"And the other," The Queen muttered before brushing his thumb over her other nipple.
"My Queen," Vala breathed.
"Such a sweet baby girl. Are you my baby girl?" The Queen growled.
"Yes, my Queen," Vala whimpered. "Yours!" She gasped when he started the tape around her other breast.
"I wonder, Tommy, if you would enjoy a blow job as I decorate her back." The Queen grinned and cut the tape.
"I'd love one, my Queen," Tommy purred.
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Sighs, picked up babysitting hours so it made making the time to put together a post even less. And my Master's talk of "Missing maintenance spankings?" And me wanting to so unsubmissively wanting to say "What the fuck do you think?" I'm not sure how good at submitting Vala is being in this snippet from the rewrite of "Out of the Night: Book One" either :D
Continuing from last week: The evening before NYC Pride march and Vala's collaring, The Queen includes Vala in active BDSM play; Tommy gets involved in this part.
Vala placed the magazine back on the table and looked up at him. "So?"
The Queen pulled his chair so he faced Vala. He tapped his lap.
Why did I decide no underwear like the guys? The heat in The Queen's eyes drew Vala into the moment. She lifted her right leg and placed her calf on his knee. The hardness of his knee under her soft calf made her think of his cock.
The Queen grabbed a fresh roll of his favorite black electrical tape. His lips parted as he pressed the tape's end against her ankle. So very slowly, teasingly, he unwound the tape across her skin, creating a loose design of his choosing. He lifted her short skirt so it pooled around her upper thighs.
Biting her bottom lip, Vala held in a breath at The Queen's fingers moving over her skin.
"Look at you already so turned on and we just started. What would happen if I touched you--" his finger slipped between her cunt lips and moved over her clit before sliding into her very wet cunt, "here?"
"Please, my Queen," Vala moaned.
"But what are you begging for? Did you decide- most unsubmissely, I might add- that because I did not state it that you would have to beg to orgasm like my boys?" The Queen smirked at her gasp.
"But you mentioned no safeword, playing like you do with your boys, my Queen," Vala whined.
"Sh." His hand, smelling of her arousal, cupped her chin. "Yes, that is how we shall play, if you even find the word acceptable in this situation afterward. I expect you will beg to orgasm, restrain your body's response if I say no, and thank me for your release whenever and how often I decide to allow it."
Vala tilted her head just the little bit The Queen's strength would allow so she could draw the tip of his middle finger between her lips.
"And I am not a little boy you can redirect his interest by sucking on my fingers so I come fast." The Queen resumed taping Vala's right leg, the shiny black electrical tape. He leaned forward as the tape moved above her knee and onto her thigh.
She yanked in a breath when he cut the tape near her inner thigh, one freezing cold blade pressing against where her scar rippled the skin.
"Some day I think we might enjoy some knife play, when you prove you can take it," The Queen growled.
"I added a fuck yeah to knife play, my Queen."
"But you have to wait on my pleasure."
"Yes, my Queen." Vala fought through the aching tension of her cunt as The Queen placed her foot on the floor; he tapped his knee again and she lifted her left leg into place. There's going to be a wet spot on this couch. She looked at her skirt that had fallen down.
"Let me fix that," Tommy said as he sat next to her. "By your leave, my Queen?"
The Queen nodded. "Since Vala did not mark multiple partners as a hard limit, she should get used to how often we play together from the beginning.
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So the rewrite of "Gates of the Garden: Book Two" is progressing even among my depression and frustration over "Autism Awareness Month" and some people just being truly shitty. I debated what to share here and decided I'm going to let you all read the first time Vala gets to experience BDSM, including power exchange, the day before The Queen collars her. It's over 3000 words so it'll take me a few weeks to share. I'm still hoping to get back to "Laura Learns," but haven't been able to with my depression. This was originally suggested by a person who couldn't believe how Vala *just accepted BDSM*- in his eyes. Except for a very bit at the beginning, I rewrote pretty much the whole scene because it never felt like it was mine. I'll probably give you about 500 or so words a pop :D I know... I'm a tease lol
In the Manhattan loft the night before her collaring, Vala experiences some amazing BDSM in The Queen's hands- Tommy and Simon find their way into the play too.
"So you say you wanna try BDSM? You want to show you will enjoy the rough stuff Tommy and Simon do, that I have allowed you to see?" The Queen arched an eyebrow as Vala trembled against the couch.
"Well yes. I've seen how you make them writhe and beg, my Queen. If vanilla sex with just a bit of the rough and none of the D/s is so good with you and your boys, I only imagine BDSM in its glory will be that much better." Vala chewed on her bottom lip as she considered his expression in reaction to her little speech. "Please. You must see that I'm ready, my Queen. I have as clear a bill of health as Dr. Karl will give me. I'm down to the lowest dose of nicotine gum. I filled out that BDSM questionnaire I found online so you know the very few things I'd consider hard limits, my Queen."
"Those are all very good points. Do you think you are ready to play without a safeword, as I do with most of my slaves?"
"I trust you enough, my Queen. Isn't my trust enough, my Queen?"
"What a little tease you are, using my title every sentence like one of my fourth class."
"Doesn't it prove I'm ready, my Queen?" Vala rose from the couch to kneel between his feet. "I need you, my Queen."
"Since you beg so pretty." The Queen dragged his tongue over his lips. "While you are down there, lock the wheels on this chair."
With two quick movements, Vala used her thumbs to engage the breaks on the front and back wheels of his office chair before climbing back onto the leather sectional. When he didn't say anything more for awhile, she leaned forward to read the cover of the magazine he'd put down on the table. "Rattan canes? Is that what Simon and Tommy carried in the other day?"
"Yes. Read the article if you want, but canes are not for beginners. I would not use one on you, even if you begged for it."
Vala cocked her head. "Even if I begged for it?" She curled a chunk of her hair around her finger and pulled it in front of her. She picked up the magazine and flipped through it. "I see you folded the corner of that article, my Queen."
"Yes, but not for you."
Vala pouted. "One of your slaves then?"
Vala traced her skimming with her index finger. "But this article only talks about pain, safety. You said that there's always a physical and a mental aspect to BDSM play."
"There is, just some writers do not touch on both. It depends on what is most important to them."
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BTW- if you particularly enjoy The Queen and would like to read some of my more religious, thoughtful, academic stuff, come back tomorrow because I'll being part 1 of an essay written in The Queen's POV about how he processes his UU-ism, his Norse Paganism, and his BDSM.