The Gardenia Submission

Chapter I: The Switch

Heather had flipped the “switch.” Well, figuratively, at least. It happened that Heather had been surfing the net one fateful day, curious about this whole domination/submission thing she had heard about from a friend, when she came across a personal ad that caught her attention: “Submissive woman wanted for a secret long-term relationship – no experience needed.” It almost sounded too business-like to be real, but the words in the ad weren’t anything close to business-like. She read the ad once, twice. The more she read it, the more excited she was getting. While not yet fully understanding why, the ad drew her attention at some primal level, and his description of what he wanted made her blush. Without consciously doing so, she found herself replying to the ad with her information, and hoping she sounded confident, even though she was nervous about what might happen if he actually replied. His name was Alex.

Weeks later, after timid questions, shared erotic ideas and much courage, she had decided she wanted to meet Alex and find out what it was like to be truly submissive. That part of her mind had been calling to her, and the more they talked, the more she felt like she was destined for submission. He had phrased one of their many E-mail messages with such an interesting analogy...

“As for the submission itself, well, imagine that there's a light switch on the wall in front of you. Currently it's in the “on” position, and you can see everything around you clearly. It’s still on because we’re both pending knowing where you stand with things and whether you really want to proceed. In the light of day, it's easy to talk about possibilities and options, so while the light is on, anything you want to chat about is game. It's cool if you just want to continue to leave it “on” for a while. But if you want to flip it to “off” and see what happens when the lights go out, just let me know. In the dark, things are very different. At that point, you can start finding out what it's like to let someone else take control and direct your actions, your thoughts, and control your body.”

The words had sent shivers through her being, and she’d been thinking about that switch more than she cared to admit. It took another couple of weeks to commit to it, but she was now ready. Yesterday, she had decided to flip it to “off” and submit herself to whatever Alex had in mind. She told him that. Within certain limits that they had talked about previously, he was going to choose what happened, every second, while they were together. “And speaking of seconds...” she thought to herself wryly, “...here I am.”

She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Directly in front of her was his hotel room door. Just like he had promised, a singular white gardenia flower was laying on the carpet at the base of the door. His instructions yesterday had been that as long as she held the gardenia, she was in charge. The moment she handed him the flower, as symbolic as it was, she was no longer in charge. He was. So all that remained was to pick up the flower, knock on the door, and give it to him at some point. She picked up the fragrant flower, smelling its heady scent intoxicating her, took another deep breath and followed it with a quiet knock on the door.

Alex answered the door after what seemed like hours, but was probably seconds. She had seen his face before in pictures, but finally seeing him in person, well, she thought he looked better than she remembered. Confident, teasing and gentle, all rolled into one quick glance. But she could also see something deeper in him. She smiled at him.

Alex smiled back and invited her in. She quickly stepped out of the hallway and into his room. Heather had come this far. She had made this commitment knowing what she wanted. So why hesitate now? Her heart was pounding a million miles an hour, and she imagined she appeared flushed and nervous to him. She hadn’t even spoken yet - not even sure she could speak if she wanted to - but her hand reached out and offered him the gardenia. Alex smiled again and quietly said “thank you”, his eyes never leaving hers, as he took her hand, and the flower, together in his.

This was it. She flipped with switch to “off” and he was now in control. She closed her eyes briefly, took a shuddering breath, and followed him in.

Chapter II: The Gardenia

Alex pulled Heather into his room. As soon as they were standing together in the middle of the room, he took her other hand, and together with the gardenia, rubbed her hands together with his. The aroma of gardenia suffused the room, and it was now fully on her hands, and on his hands too. No matter where he touched her, she was going to smell the gardenia and remember it.

“As we discussed, 'Gardenia' will be your safe word. With this scent on our hands and body, and in the room, you can’t possibly forget it now. Unless you say that word, you’re mine.” Alex explained.

He took her purse and her small bag of things and placed them on the couch. Heather stood as if she was rooted to the floor. She could hear the music of Sade playing in the room, and was slowly coming to the realization that here was her Master, her Sir. The person who could demand everything of her. The one who could instruct her and she would comply. The one who would touch her the way HE wanted to touch her, not the way she wanted him to touch her. Even thoughts would come from him, not from her mind.

Alex walked over to the bed, where he had some items, and two hotel towels laid out. Clearly, something was under the towels, but Heather had no clue what that might be. The first item he picked up was a satin scarf. Glossy and glittering, it was royal scarlet in color. He walked up to her, kissed her once softly, long, on the lips, and then walked behind her and began fastening the scarf over her eyes. It was her first kiss with him, stolen from her as she submissively offered her mouth to his. His hands were soft as they tied the scarf, but firm and confident in the way he touched her. As he had promised, the lights in the room suddenly went out. She could no longer see anything, but her senses compensated. The smell of gardenia seemed stronger than it was before. Every sound seemed magnified, from the music playing, to the “shuss-shuss” sound of the scarf as he tied it firmly on her head.

“I brought some clothes that I want you to wear tonight, so I’m going to undress you and put them on you” Alex almost whispered to her, inches from her right ear. She could feel his breath tickling her neck as he talked, and she shivered in anticipation. He began to unbutton her blouse in the front, slowly working each button loose. Heather’s pulse pounded in her ears, and she felt her chest flush with excitement again. When he was done unbuttoning her, his hands slid down the sides of her chest, slowly, as if drawing a picture for him of her form. At her hips, Alex paused, and then lifted her blouse and began pulling it over her head. She was now standing in front of him, with only her sexy, silky bra to cover her breasts. Her nipples were hard and erect, he noticed with a smile.

Alex continued removing Heather’s clothes, slowly and sensually. Bra next, then her skirt, then her panties. She felt very exposed, yet very intimate. Never had it seemed like anyone had taken the time to explore and touch her that he had, but Heather knew that even if he chose to take hours, she wouldn’t resist him. She didn't know what to do with her hands, but he placed them where he wanted as he continued revealing all of her to his gaze. After what seemed like ages, she was completely naked and standing exposed before him.

Heather heard Alex move about the room. She trembled, not knowing what to do or say, but not willing to move or say anything. She heard the bed creek slightly, and she realized that he was now sitting on the bed, probably looking right at her. “You’re beautiful, babygirl!” he murmured. She smiled, unable to speak. Now more sounds of clothing. He was removing his own clothes, she thought. She longed to see what he looked like, but dare not consider removing the blindfold. Heather felt, more than sensed, as he approached her once again. This time, his hands went around her neck as he fastened a choker on her. She thought it would feel rough, like leather or metal, but it was velvety soft and warm. She imagined it to be a black choker, with a pretty jewel in the front. It felt snug around her neck, and her pulse pounded against it. As Alex put it on her, he explained, “This isn't a collar; this is just a promise that you're mine for now. Once you have earned your collar, I'll replace this one with my sign of ownership. Enjoy this one for now.” Another couple of seconds of admiration, and Alex slipped a sheer satin teddy over her upper half. It felt so slight. She begged him telepathically: “what, no boy shorts??”, but perhaps he wasn’t listening to her thoughts. Perhaps he had his own ideas anyhow...

Alex took her hand in his, and placed another hand at the small of her back as he guided her to a spot in the room. Once there, he turned her around and gently pushed her down until she could feel a plush chair touch her skin. She sank into the chair, marveling at the fact that she didn't even remember SEEING a chair in the room.

She heard Alex kneel next to her and whisper into her ear “Put your arms around the back of the chair.” As she did, she heard him groan and comment “Ah, that pushes up your breasts so nicely – you have such beautiful tits. I'm so going to enjoy those!”

She felt him tie another scarf, this time softer and more delicate, to one wrist, then to the other, and to something else. She could barely move her arms, which was, she realized, probably the point. Two more scarves tied her ankles to the legs of the chair. She was his for sure. He could do anything with her, but more to the point, she would let him do anything to her that he wanted. She was his this night.

Chapter III: The Submission

Alex stood up and gazed upon this beautiful, sexy woman in front of him. Submitting herself to him completely was no easy task, and it showed in how flushed she was, the depth of her breathing, and the way her body was presented for him. He gently reached out and parted her legs, so that she was fully exposed to him. He noticed with admiration that she had shaved, as he asked her to. With no teddy shorts, she was unable to hide any of herself, but that’s the way he wanted her. His cock was already turgid and swollen, ready for anything that might come. “Well,” he said to himself, “it’s about time to see...”

As he knelt in front of her, between her legs, Heather instinctively clasped her legs together, pulling him tight against her body.

“No.” he said firmly. “You are to keep your legs spread as long as you are in front of me this way. When I tell you to close them, you can close them, but not until then.”

Alex felt her comply by spreading her legs again. “Better”, he rumbled with satisfaction.

Alex started by nuzzling Heather’s neck with his lips; gentle kisses on that soft spot at the base of her neck, where it meets the shoulder. He nipped at the sides of her mouth, and she greedily reached out with her own mouth to find his. His tongue gently licked across her open mouth, teasing her so hard. He worked his way across her neck, and back up again, to behind her earlobe.

She felt the tension rise in her body. He certainly knew how to kiss a neck, that’s for sure! She could feel her body responding as she relaxed into the chair and into his kisses. His lips moved up her neck to her chin, and then to her own lips again. Hers parted as he gently probed deeper this time with his tongue in her mouth. She kissed back at him, tasting how hot, salty and wet he felt. His kisses were intense, demanding, and yet simple, gentle. One of his hands was slowing caressing her hip, grabbing and pulling at her, teasing her and causing her legs to tremble. Again, she clasped her legs together. Instantly, the kisses stopped and she felt him pull back.

“I told you to keep your legs spread for me. Who’s in charge here; you or me?” he asked, as if talking to a wayward child.

“YOU are!” Heather croaked back in a hoarse whisper. “I’m sorry.” She added, as an afterthought.

Although her legs had instantly gone back to their spread position, the kisses didn’t resume. As she heard Alex standing up, he said “That’s right. I'm in control here, and you need to remember that. I think you need a lesson in submitting...” She wondered what that meant, but didn’t have to wonder for very long as she felt two hands take her face and hold it firmly, fingers under her jaw.

“Open your mouth” Alex commanded. Heather complied instantly. Alex shifted forward, inserting his swollen cock into her mouth. She groaned with excitement, and eagerly began to suck on his cock.

“No babygirl...” he said, his voice rising slightly. “I will use your mouth as I see fit. Don’t move unless I tell you to.”

And with that, she felt his hands tighten on her face, his fingers closed her mouth around his manhood, and she felt him start to use her face as a fuck hole for his cock. She was nothing more than a masturbation sleeve for him, yet she wanted to be the best sleeve he had ever had. She needed him in her mouth, so hard and hot.

She relaxed into his grip as she submitted her body to him for his use. She soon felt a trickle of wetness slide between her ass cheeks and she realized that she was incredibly turned on. She was wetter than she had ever remembered being in her whole life. Here she was, being used solely for the pleasure of his needs. His cock was growing and expanding in her mouth as she felt him expertly direct her lips and face onto his cock. And yet she was excited beyond belief! Alex would slowly pull her face onto him, thrusting and impaling his cock deep into her mouth, deep-throating him even though she had no control over how he did it. Then back, almost completely out of her mouth, and repeat. The darkness from the blindfold, and her inability to touch him just made it all the more hot. It was heavenly erotic, she felt, and she was getting close to cumming just from this lesson. She tasted his desire on his dick. She wanted more. She wanted to cum. Her pussy was begging for attention, and she had to focus hard to keep her legs spread, but she was soooo wet.

As if reading her mind, Alex pushed himself one more time deeply into her mouth, holding her there for a bit, and then he pulled out completely. Heather was panting. She held her mouth open widely, tongue out, anxiously waiting to be filled with his manhood again. Practically begging him to let her feel his hard, hot dick again. But instead, she felt him let go of her face, step back and pause. “Damn, that felt good!” he commented. “You have great face fucking potential, my sweet” he cooed. “But where was I? Oh yes!”

Once more, Heather felt Alex kneel in front of her. She almost closed her legs again, just to get his cock back in her mouth, but she knew that would displease him, and in truth, she had agreed to do whatever he said, so she kept her legs spread open, her pussy on display for him. The heat from her own pussy was getting her even wetter, the taste of his cock still in her mouth, and she groaned with excitement, which only served to make Alex smile and his cock grow.

Alex didn’t miss that she was wet. Very wet. How he longed to taste that sweetness, to lick at her beautiful shaved pussy, to feel her heat on his tongue, to taste her girl cum, but he resisted. He wanted to do this HIS way, and he had more lessons to teach her first.

This time, Alex leaned forward and instead of heading for her neck or lips, like she expected, he pulled down on part of her teddy, and placed his lips directly on her left nipple. The feel of the satin teddy rubbing on her other nipple sent shivers through her body, and she sucked in her breath instinctively. Alex teased her nipple until she thought it couldn’t get any harder, and then she felt his teeth gently close on it, pull back and tug on it. The shivers intensified and she groaned, and she could feel electric jolts travel from her nipple to her clit. She longed to grasp her other nipple in her fingers and roll it around. She strained against the scarves, wanting to get free, but not willing to do so.

Alex teased and played with her nipple until it was super hard. Hard enough, he thought. Alex pulled up her teddy completely, exposing both of her nipples. The one he had been paying attention to was swollen, and a flush was across her chest and breasts. He carefully placed a clothespin on her nipple, causing Heather to jump in surprise. It was painful at first, but after a few seconds, it just felt tight and throbbing, but not painful any longer. Satisfied with her reaction, Alex began to tease her right nipple in the same fashion. After it became hard, he placed a clothespin on that nipple too. Heather was starting to squirm. While still not truly painful, the pressure was throbbing and intense and she knew it would grow and grow. Every pulse was felt all the way to her clit.

“Feels incredible, doesn’t it?” he asked. She nodded and groaned in response.

“Well, it’s nothing compared to how it feels when it comes off. Here’s a sample of what that feels like” he said. At the same moment, he flicked the clothespin once, and then gently released the pressure on the first clothespin. Blood rushed up to her nipple. The feeling was powerful, overwhelming, heady, and just a bit too much. She bit her lower lip to keep from crying out, but didn’t say anything. Alex could see that she’d never had a clothespin on her nipple, and he smiled, knowing this was something new to her. He reached for the scarves tied to her hands.

“Okay, I’m going to untie your hands. I want you to masturbate for me. One hand only, and you can’t change hands. I want to see you finger fuck your pussy. Show me how you make yourself cum when you’re alone. I want you to masturbate like you’ve masturbated before. But there’s only one catch. You have to do it in two minutes. If you don’t cum in two minutes, I’m going to pick one of the clothespins and remove it from your nipple after flicking it a bit, and now you know what THAT feels like, right? After 30 seconds, it goes back on and the clock starts again. So I’d recommend that you really concentrate on getting yourself off for me. I’d hate to be playing with clothespins all night.” he said with a sarcastic and teasing laugh. He placed the first clothespin back on her nipple.

“Just so I know what it feels like when you cum, I’m going to keep two fingers inside you at all times. So finger-fuck yourself all you want, but don’t try to push my hand away – I want to feel your pussy cum on my hand. I’ll know whether you’re cumming or not, so don’t try and fake it either.” With that, she felt two fingers slip deliciously into her hot pussy, and a thumb graze her swollen clit. This time she moaned loudly. She thought to herself that this won’t take 30 seconds, as turned on as she was.

She pulled one hand out from behind the chair, and ran it up her leg and across her tummy to her clit. It too was larger than it usually was, and it responded magnificently as her fingers stopped briefly to play with it. “Better get moving; the clock has already started...” Alex warned her. With that, Heather started rubbing her slit. As wet as it was, her fingers were lubricated in seconds. Her pussy lips felt wonderful to touch and as she inserted a finger into her pussy, she bumped up against his hand. It felt so nasty and dirty to be doing this in front of him, and for him to feel her playing with her pussy with his fingers inside her. Here she was, going to masturbate for this man, who she had only recently met. Yet as that thought hit her, she could feel her body respond to that nasty thought. She began fucking her pussy in earnest, rubbing her clit hard with the palm of her hand. She imagined how he must look, watching her get off. His cock must be rock hard. She imagined it sliding into her pussy. That the fingers inside her were really his cock. And she was going to make herself cum on that cock. She was close. Very close! And then, just as she was hitting her peak, her vision exploded in color as an intense pain shot up to her nipple.

“Damn! It couldn’t have been two minutes already!” she said to herself with a loud moan. But it must have been! The pain was incredible. Her nipple was throbbing and she felt it right down to her clit.

“Didn't make it, hmmm?” Alex teased, sliding his fingers back and forth in her pussy. She felt him lean forward and kiss her again, her mouth eager and yearning for his, as he whispered into her lips, “I'm going to put the clothespin back on, and start the clock again. Do you think you can cum for me this time?” he asked. She breathed back a sincere, “yes, yes, yes, I will cum for you Sir!”

No time to waste! She jammed her fingers into her pussy and tried to reach her g-spot. With the pain starting to climb again, she felt the start of an orgasm. She sped up her finger-fucking, this time catching her clit with her thumb, stroking it and sending her over the edge. She hunched forward, straining toward him as wave after wave of orgasms surged through her. Her pace slowed. Her fingers were sopping wet. Her body was betraying herself to this man, showing him how turned on she was.

As her breathing slowed in gasps, she felt his lips on hers, tasting her salty tongue. She kissed back at him fiercely, wanting him to kiss her forever. But he didn’t. He trailed his kisses down to her other nipple, where he placed his whole mouth over her nipple and gently released the other clothespin. This pain was intense, but not nearly as bad, as if his lips on her nipple had softened it somehow.

“Well. THAT was a good girl! I didn’t think you’d be able to make it much longer, but I’ve got to tell you, you put on a great show…” Alex said. “Taste yourself…” he said softly as she felt a wet few fingers inserted into her mouth. She could taste her own cum on them, and it strangely excited her. She cleaned his fingers off completely and licked her lips. Once again, she felt him kissing her, his tongue tasting what was left of her own cum. “You’re doing so fucking good, babygirl... I’m so proud of you...” Alex said.

“But I’m also not nearly done with you. Now it’s your turn to make me cum.” Heather felt her feet being released, and he pulled her to stand in front of him. She was weak from her orgasm, but excited about what he was going to do to her. Alex moved her over to the side a bit, turned her around and then told her to stay put. She heard him moving around in the room, and then the sound of the curtains being opened. Or at least she thought that’s what the sound was, but she wasn’t certain. She also wasn’t certain she signed up to be paraded around for everyone to see, but she wasn’t going to ask about it. Besides, she thought to herself, I don’t really know if that was the curtains.

“Give me your hands. Move up here a little. Good, good.” he directed her. She felt cold glass when he placed her hands up against the window. Ooops, she thought, I guess the curtains are open after all! Alex spread her legs, bent her over so she was leaning against the glass, with her ass out. Alex pushed her down a little further, so she was partially bent over, her ass and pussy on display. With his feet, he spread her legs and made her stand further apart. With his hand, he palmed her pussy, still quite wet, and squeezed. Her back arched as she pushed her pussy and her ass into his palm. “Good. I need a great fucking, and you’re going to give your pussy to me. But not...just...yet.” he said. She felt him press up against her ass, his cock throbbing and hard against her cheek. She expected to feel his cock slide up into her wet snatch, but instead she felt him start slowly stroking himself.

She could feel his hard cock hit up against her ass and lower back as he masturbated. A hand slipped around her hips and a finger inserted itself roughly into her pussy. Alex leaned forward and growled into her ear “I want the whole city to see what a fucking slut I have here. I want them to see the pussy that’s going to fuck my cock, and I want them to see how you’ve given yourself to me completely.” She moaned and instantly felt her pussy contract with excitement.

His other hand stopped masturbating briefly and pulled up her teddy, exposing her breasts. He pulled it tight around her back so that her breasts were visible to anyone who cared to look. Not that they wouldn’t also see her pussy getting fingered, but that was a minor point. Alex resumed masturbating and fucking her pussy with his fingers, but this time he warned her: “I want you to tell me when you’re going to cum. If I feel you cum before I’m ready, I won’t be happy about it.” She hoped he was close, because she was already close again. His fingers felt much better than her own, and the feel of his balls slapping against her ass, knowing he was masturbating against her body, made her feel wicked horny. She felt she had to warn him, so she said “I’m already close to cumming!” in a hoarse whisper. “You’d better no! Because I’m not ready to blow yet. I want to enjoy this beautiful ass in front of me. And unless you want me to slide this cock up deep inside your ass, you’d better hold back on that orgasm” he told her.

She whimpered quietly and tried to think about anything but sexual thoughts. It wasn’t working though, and she was still getting so close to cumming on his hand. His hard cock felt wonderful on her ass, and every time he stroked himself, she imagined that cock sliding into her pussy. “Please… I’m so close to cumming…” she pleaded. “Don’t!” he said simply, and she tried again to hold back. His fingers were teasing her g-spot, and his thumb brushed her clit with each movement. Just as she felt she had to cum, no matter what Alex had told her, he stopped. His masturbating stopped. His hand pulled away from her inflamed pussy. And she felt him step back.

“You were about to cum, weren’t you?” he asked. “No! I was...I mean, I just...YES, I was going to cum Sir, but I mean I was trying not to cum!” she stammered, afraid to move from her exposed position in front of the window. “Turn around and face me, and get on your knees” he commanded. She instantly turned and kneeled before him. “You don’t get to cum unless I tell you to, you understand?” he asked. She nodded. “Good. Now open your mouth and give me a blowjob I’ll never forget” he told her huskily. Heather opened her mouth and waited for that cock she longed to suck. She felt him insert something hard and salty in her mouth again, and she began blowing him. She used every trick and art she knew. A lot of tongue, on the underneath of his cock, she thought. Guys like that. Deep-throating him, fucking his dick with her mouth, licking and sucking hard on the head, going deep in her throat, ANYTHING to get him off. As horny as she was, she wanted it to go on for hours. She licked his balls, teased them with her tongue and lips. She moaned on his dick, sending small vibrations through his cock. And then she went in for the kill. She deep-throated him again, keeping him at the back of her throat as her tongue went to town on the under side of his meat. She was rewarded with a muffled “fuck!” exclamation, and then she felt him shooting streams of hot sticky cum down her throat. As he filled her mouth with cum, shooting hard down her throat, as she squeezed her breasts and pinched her nipples so hard, knocking off the clothespins while doing so. She loved the feel and taste of his hot sperm in her mouth; so salty and thick, and she savored every bit of it.

Alex didn’t pull out of her mouth, so she took the cue and gently started licking his cock again, cleaning him off and making sure his cock was completely clean. “Mmmmm... THAT was wonderful. That was an awesome blowjob, subbie” Alex said with smile. “Now it’s time for me to taste some of that beautiful pussy. Get up on the bed.” As she stood up, Alex pulled off the blindfold. She blinked and cleared her vision. The room was pitch dark, but the lights from the city were clearly visible. He really had finger-fucked her in front of everyone, she thought to herself. Anyone looking in their window could see what he did to her, and the hot blowjob she had given him. She felt a gentle slap on her ass as he shook her out of her thoughts and reminded her that she was still being told what to do. She headed towards the bed.

Chapters IV and V can be found here.