Wanna try BDSM

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?"

He nodded.

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.