Page 29 of Learning to Trust

I reached over and took one of his hands. “You should be very proud of yourself, it takes a great deal of courage to follow your dreams.”

“Thank you, Sir.”

We finished the coffee. It was time to show David what I hoped would be a finished playroom.

"Take the mugs to the sink, rinse, and load them in the dishwasher. I'll pull some chicken out of the freezer for stir-fry. Then we're going upstairs to the playroom."

David pushed to his feet, and I stood with him. It took us only a few minutes to take care of the mugs and chicken and I led David upstairs. The door to the playroom was open and we stepped into the completed space. It was identical to the private rooms at the club except here the walls were a dark shade of blue and the sheets were pale blue.

David moved further inside before turning to face where I stood in the doorway. The team I’d hired had done an excellent job meeting the briefs they’d been given, and I’d make sure they were well compensated with a bonus.

“This is wonderful, Sir. Is it the first time you’ve seen it finished?”

“Yes, it was completed today.”

“Can we try the bed, Sir?”

"I think that is a real possibility. Strip, fold your clothes, and set them on the chair then come back to the middle of the room."

While David did as I asked, I removed my work clothes. He came to stand in front of me, his cock thick in the confines of the cage.

“Turn around.”

David spun around to reveal his ass. I frowned at the sight. The redness had settled but the bruising was of some concern. Maybe the spanking had been too harsh considering it was his first time.”

“Turn around.”

He spun back and waited for me to speak.

"My intention was to spank you for your attitude when we spoke on the phone and when I arrived home, but you are quite bruised, and I won't cause you harm. Instead, I'm going to fuck you while wearing the cage so you can't come."

I thought there was a hint of a groan, but David managed to squeak out, "Yes, Sir."

Pull back the covers and lie on the bed on your back while I have a shower.”

“Yes, Sir.”

The hot water pounding my body, washing away the grime and sweat of the day was relaxing. After washing my hair and soaping all over, I determined to find just how much control David would give up to me and a few ideas sprang to mind. This time though, I would explain before we started. After switching off the water, I toweled off, applied the musky deodorant I favored, and in the walk-in closet, pulled on a pair of tight, black pants.

David lay on the bed watching my every move. When I approached him in only the pants, he licked his lips, and his eyes burned with lust.

The cupboards I crossed to, fixed to one wall, were similar to those at the club and filled with ‘toys.’ All were sterilized by iClean to keep them free from bacteria. I took out a vibrating plug, nipple clamps joined together with a chain, blindfold, a small feather duster, condom, and lube. I put them on a table beside the bed and sat down on the edge.

"Tonight I'm going to test your limits again. You won't be punished unless you speak out of turn. I don't know you, David, but if I'm to be your Dom, I need to learn your body. Together we have to learn how to teach you to free yourself and trust that I know what is best for you by giving me control over your orgasms. You have to understand, there will be failures. Your body will fight to do what it wants until you surrender. Do you understand?"

“I think so, Sir. I guess it’s a little like learning to swim. You panic at first, your body is out of control, but once you allow the teacher to take control, you start to swim with grace.”

“Interesting analogy. I just want you to understand you’re not a failure. I don’t want you thinking—fuck up, table for one. I’ll test your limits until I have your trust. Even then, I’ll push you beyond what I know your body can handle because the threat of punishment will inspire you to test yourself. I should have explained this at the club, so you didn’t feel like you’d failed me. It was a grave error, and I will be punished.”

“How do you mean, Sir?”

“Kyle and I have agreed to my being punished this coming Saturday. It will be a reminder that I must always explain things clearly to my sub. It has been a long time since I had an inexperienced sub but what happened with us was inexcusable. I should not have respected your wishes and left you alone. I didn’t want to upset you further but one of the first things a Dom learns is—you never leave a sub alone after a scene. You always discuss what you have experienced. I have no idea why I was negligent, and I’ve certainly never allowed any other sub to dismiss me in such a way. I will not make the same mistake again.”

“I don’t want you punished, Sir.”

I gathered David’s hands. “I must be punished, Baby. What I did was wrong and could have had terrible consequences.”

“I don’t want your suffering to be my fault.”