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Learning the Rules Ch. 06

When last we left Alexandra and Jamison, her introduction to Jamison's lifestyle had just begun. He has explained some basic concepts of BDSM to her and given her a 'tasting' of what she can expect. Jamison has initiated Alexandra with a light play session and her first punishment for breaking rule number one: Always tell the truth. Her punishment came in the form of a spanking and to Alexandra's surprise it had a prolific effect on her. Alexandra is not only learning about Jamison and his BDSM world, but she is learning a lot about herself. She is not only being exposed to new ideas and experiences but she finds she has to examine her own feelings and ideals. So far, Alexandra has been a willing and exceptional student, although somewhat willful in nature. Jamison has proven to be a more than capable teacher. The twenty-four hour time limit on their agreement will soon come to a close. Will she choose to carry on with her education? Will Alexandra decide to continue her journey and exploration into all of the 'unknowns' that Jamison has to offer her?

I hope you continue to follow Alexandra and Jamison's story. Enjoy the read and please continue to comment. I truly enjoy and appreciate your feedback. To those of you who have been so kind as to take the additional time to vote, comment, or email me, I thank you. Revel in the journey!!

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Apple_of_Eden

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Jamison and Alexandra just ended a rather active play session on very little sleep from the night before. Jamison moves behind her and curls his body up to hers. Spooning her tightly against him he pulls the blanket over the two of them. Gently he rubs his hand along the length of her side. Kissing the back of her neck, he checks in with her. "Alexandra are you ok?" He asks as he continues to rub his hand up and down her side stopping and resting his hand on her hip.

"Umm Hmm." She takes a deep breath. "Yes Jamison I'm ok." Alexandra reaches down and grasps Jamison's hand. She brings it up to her lips and kisses it. Then she pulls his hand to her breasts and holds it in her own hand. "Jamison, Thank you. Thank you for everything Jamison. I do mean everything." She says as her eyes close.

"You're welcome." Jamison whispers back as he kisses the back of her neck and holds her tightly against his chest. Within minutes Alexandra's breathing is slow and peaceful. She is asleep as Jamison lies there listening to her soft breaths. It's been a very busy morning and he has had little sleep from the night before. Jamison joins Alexandra in sleep but his mind is actively organizing this afternoon's itinerary.

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Two hours later and Jamison awakens from his nap. Alexandra remains asleep in his arms. Slowly he attempts to awaken her, first with a light kiss on the back of her neck. He receives no response. Then he gently strokes his hand down her side fondling her breast as he passes by, still nothing. He lightly blows his warm breath into her ear and still she does not stir from her position.

"Alexandra." He quietly speaks her name directly into her ear. Again, she does not even stir.

"Alexandra it's time to wake up." He says a little louder and playfully slaps her back side. "Smack!" It's not a forceful blow, but the room is very quiet and the smacking sound is amplified in the silence.

Alexandra awakens and rolls over into his arms to face him. Smiling she asks, "So, we are back to the random slapping of my ass are we?" Her words are sleepy and her voice is teasing.

"We are when it takes me five minutes just to get you to wake up and open your eyes." He sounds reprimanding, but she can tell from his facial expression that he too is teasing.

"I hate to be the one to correct you Jamison, but it did not take you five minutes to kiss my neck, rub my side, and blow in my ear. It took barely two minutes before you reverted to brute force." She kisses the base of his chin as she finishes her summary of events.

"Oh, so you were awake then were you?" He smiles down into her bright, but still sleep ridden eyes. "I could count your behavior as a falsehood Alexandra. Pretending one thing when really another is the truth is actually thought to be a lie. Don't you agree?"

She hesitates, looking at him. "Jamison, that's not fair." She looks and sounds surprised by his response and because he looks so serious all of a sudden, she isn't sure whether or not he is kidding with her. She hopes he is because the sting on her ass from her last punishment for lying is still very much present. "I was only playing with you."

"So, after all our play last night and then earlier today you haven't had enough? Are you saying I left you unsatisfied?" Now he is smiling and the glint in his eye, along with his tone, tells her all is well. He continues to tease her. "I guess I will just have to make up for that now won't I?"

He rolls his body over onto hers until she is on lying flat on her back and he is over her. Jamison grasps her wrists and places her arms above her head, bent at the elbow. He holds them in place as his body comes to rest on top of hers. Looking into her eyes he starts to kiss her face. He dips his head down until his mouth covers hers. His kiss is warm, slow, and wet. He licks across her lips and Alexandra grants his tongue access to her mouth.

His look is mischievous as he kisses her for just a few seconds and then pulls away. Then he kisses her again, gains access with his tongue, teases her, and pulls away. Jamison does this a third time and this time Alexandra wants more, she lifts her head to maintain contact with him and to hold the kiss when he pulls back.

"No Alexandra." He says using his command tone. "You don't get to control this. You have no say in how long, how often, or in what manner I kiss you. Now, keep still and maintain the position you are in. If or when I want you to move, I will tell you or I will move you myself. The only movement you may have is to nod "yes" or "no". Nod if you understand."

Alexandra nods yes.

"I also want you to remain quiet. You can moan or make any sound you need to, but no words. Not even my name Alexandra. Nod if you understand."

Again, she nods her head in the affirmative. Alexandra can feel her excitement ignite as Jamison talks to her in that voice. His voice is quiet, even, very composed. His voice is silky and sexy, yet unyielding and demanding at the same time. It sends chills down her spine and initiates a warm quivering feeling from her woman's core. She has no idea what he has in store for her, but by the darkening of his eyes and the smile on his face, she knows he has a plan. He kisses her one last time before he moves his mouth to her ear.

Jamison traces around the rim of her ear with the tip of his tongue. He pulls her earlobe into his mouth and makes little sucking motions on it. He holds her earlobe gently between his teeth as he strokes the tip of his tongue back and forth across it. He starts off slow but quickly increases his tongues movement, then sucks it again before nipping her earlobe with the edges of his front teeth.

"Ouch!" Alexandra cries out and her body twitches from the quick and unexpected pain.

"Careful Alexandra, I told you to keep still and to not say a word. That was very close to a movement and 'Ouch' is most definitely a word Alexandra. Don't you agree?" He sweeps his gaze over her face admiring how beautiful she looks in her just awakened state. He focuses on her eyes as he awaits her response.

Will she remember not to speak and answer with a nod or will she ignore my instructions and speak? Will she agree that 'ouch' is a word, wondering if she will be punished for not following my instructions? Or will she deny 'ouch' is a legitimate word and try to defend it as a sound being willful to the end?

Alexandra is too smart to fall for his ruse. She knows he is purposefully trying to entice her to defy his instructions. She gives Jamison her most apologetic look and pouts her mouth as she nods 'yes'.

"Good girl." He smiles at her. "I thought you may have forgotten my instructions but you remembered, very good. So, since it was such a small word and a minute infraction and since I am in such a giving mood this morning, I will give you a pass. Be careful though, a free pass is few and very far between. Understand?"

Alexandra smiles in an attempt to convey her understanding and her thanks as she nods her head "yes."

"Good. Now, let's continue." Jamison returns to his position by her ear and licks her earlobe again. His tongue is warm and soft. As his tongue teasingly licks over her lobe it tickles her and chills run down her neck. This time he moves his tongue up a fraction and inserts it in Alexandra's ear canal. He swirls it in small circles coating the inside of her ear with his saliva. He starts to thrust his tongue in and out of her ear. As Jamison inserts and withdraws his tongue in her ear, an "Umm" escapes from Alexandra's mouth. She is dying to move her head away from his moist tongue, but she knows better.

"There is a theme here Alexandra. Relax and enjoy it." He whispers to her as he slowly licks from her earlobe down along her jaw line. He traces the curve of her neck with his tongue. He places small kisses over the area of her neck where he can feel her pulse. Jamison continues his journey across her collar bone. His tongue never leaves her skin as he continues to lick further down and over the soft tissue of her breast. Her darkened areola and her peaked nipple show her excitement.

Jamison lifts his head high enough off of her breast so that Alexandra can see his face. He smiles at her as he heavily moistens his lips with his tongue until they glisten with his sputum. He lowers his head back to her breast and opens his mouth, encompassing her entire areola and nipple in his mouth. She can feel the warmth and moisture from his mouth as he suckles on her breast.

Jamison is sucking hard and fast on her breast. His head is bobbing up and down as he mouths her areola and pulls back. He pulls his head back until his mouth closes tightly over just the tissue of her nipple. He sucks forcefully on the peaked tissue. So forcefully Alexandra is fighting not to move or call out. A hot sharp pain is centered on her nipple. As Jamison nips her erect tissue between his teeth Alexandra loudly moans. "Ahh!" Jamison doesn't hold back. He starts to really suck and apply pressure to her erect tissue. He sucks so firmly that when he pulls off of her he makes a popping sound with his mouth as her nipple breaks free.

"Ahh! Umm!" Alexandra has to force herself not to move or cry out his name. The suction he applied to her nipple was very hard. She can see her nipple is deeply colored and swollen from his oral play. It burns somewhat and it is throbbing.

Alexandra watches Jamison's motions as he repeats his mouthing and sucking of her other breast. She bites the inside of her cheek and tries to focus on Jamison's movements rather than her discomfort. After watching him for a few minutes though, she has to stop herself from giggling as she thinks about what it looks like he is doing.

If I didn't know it was my breast in his mouth, it would look as if he were giving head to someone. Oh my God, I can't believe I just thought that. I wonder what he would say if I told him that during his analysis?

Alexandra bites the inside of her cheek so hard, to stop from giggling, that she actually hurts herself and a tear falls from the outside of her eye. Jamison senses something is different with Alexandra. He looks up at her and sees the lone tear slowly drifting down the side of her face.

"Alexandra are you ok?" He can't imagine that anything he has done has been painful enough to cause her to cry, yet he sees the tear.

Alexandra nods her head 'yes'.

"Then why the tear? Are you hurting in some way?" Slightly confused, Jamison questions her.

She nods 'no'.

"Alexandra you may use words to explain to me the reason for the tear." He is using his command voice.

"It's nothing Jamison. You didn't hurt me. I'm fine." Subconsciously she tucks her lips in and bites down as if she needs to do that in order to stop any other words from coming out of her mouth.

"I said use your words to explain the tear. The answer you just gave does not do that, try again. And by the look on your face, I know there is something you are not telling me that will answer my question. So, before this gets out of hand, why don't you just tell me what I want to know and what you so obviously are trying to avoid."

"I was biting the inside of my cheek to avoid.." Alexandra hesitates debating on what to say. Immediately the words "rule number one" enter her head as she is debating telling him less than the truth.

"To avoid what Alexandra?" Jamison asks as he pinches her nipple in order to focus her attention to him. It worked, immediately her eyes focus on his.

"Ok, Jamison here is where rule number one is problematic. If I tell the truth, I may make you unhappy and if I lie, I will most definitely make you unhappy. So it really is a no win situation. But if I just avoid saying anything about what caused me to bite my cheek hard enough to cause a tear, we both win. Doesn't that make more sense?" She asks hopefully.

"No." He responds as he reaches up with both hands pinching her nipples and tweaking them hard causing her to wince and reach for his hands. Immediately his brow goes up and his facial expression dares her to remove his hands. She withdraws her hands from their intended target.

Jamison nods at her retreat and continues, "Rule number one is always tell the truth. Avoidance is not telling the truth. I would have thought you understood that by now." He says all of this while maintaining a hard pinch on Alexandra's nipples.

"I do understand it Jamison. I was just hoping to avoid the "concrete" definition put forth and use a softer, more pliable, more useful definition." Alexandra's nipples hurt so much that she is barely able to cry out her words.

"That's a lot of nice words to say that you want to lie to me." He looks at her slightly disappointed and Alexandra is immediately upset with herself for disappointing him. It hurts more since they have been doing so well during their bargained twenty-four hours. Finally, Jamison releases her nipples from his grasp.

"Oh! Oh God!" She cries out as her nipples perfuse full of blood again, causing her pain. "I'm sorry Jamison; you are right. I promised to follow the rules and I should have just told you the truth. I was just trying to avoid hurting you or maybe making you unhappy or angry. But it really is a stupid thing. Maybe you will even find it funny. I was actually biting my cheek to stop myself from laughing."

"Really, well share the humor. I could use a laugh." He looks at her as if he is reading every thought going through her head. His stare is intense and she feels herself shudder under his scrutiny.

"Ok. Well, when you were mouthing and sucking my breast and nipple, the movements your head and mouth were making struck me as funny." His look is questioning. "I thought it funny because...well...you sort of looked like...well...you looked like you were giving someone a blowjob." As she gets out her last words she rolls her lips inward and bites down on them. She closes her eyes to avoid seeing Jamison's reaction to her words.

Jamison laughs at Alexandra's comments but it's an odd, humorless laugh. "I guess I could see how that would look similar but trust me when I say, that is not an activity in which I have any interest." He says as she opens her eyes in surprise and looks at him. Alexandra is surprised that he is handling her comment so well. She thought he would react harshly to her comparison.

"Yes. I can even understand you finding humor in it. Let's see how funny you find it now." He looks up at her and she notes the change in his voice. It is deeper and a little menacing, he sounds as if he is daring or taunting her. There is a definite challenge in his voice, his words, and his look. His face appears a little more stern in appearance and his eyes have darkened. All are warning signs that he means business and she realizes that she may be in a bit of trouble.

"So Alexandra, if you found that funny, you're going to love what I do next. I'm going to make your little vision come to life for you. Let's see just how much you enjoy it." He looks at the confused expression on her face and laughs. "Remember Alexandra, do not speak and remain very still."

As Jamison finishes his warnings he dips his head down to the breast he left just a few minutes ago. He lavishes her breast with the flattened surface of his tongue. As he licks over her entire breast, he pulls the already sensitive nipple back into his mouth. He sucks on it as hard as he can until Alexandra arches up in an attempt to relieve the pressure he is exerting on her poor little nub.

Jamison slaps her breast three times in rapid sequence. "Slap, Slap, Slap!" His slaps to her breast are fast, hard and firm. Her soft ample breast tissue ripples in a wave like motion as he makes contact and a pink hand print is left on her milky white skin. "I told you not to move. Now don't do it again Alexandra. Understand?"

Alexandra nods her head. She clenches the muscles in her sex as she feels a delicious flood of warm wetness coat the insides of her sex. The slaps to her breast cause a quick sharp pain that is almost sweet in its nature because of the after effects it causes her body to experience.

God is there something wrong with me? How is it possible for me to get so excited by this man and the things he does and says? It just doesn't seem normal. Any sane woman would have left hours ago or have been even smarter and never agreed to come here. Yet I'm here and when he threatens to punish me if I break his rules, I find it exciting. He spanks me and I practically beg him to have his way with me. Hell, there is no 'practically' about it, I did beg him. Now, he sucks my nipple within an inch of causing it to fall off, then he spanks my breast, and I'm practically wetting myself. Again, no 'practically' about it. I'm wet and close to orgasm.

While Alexandra is reviewing her thoughts, Jamison continues to suckle her for several more minutes. When he finally releases her from his mouth, she moans loudly in relief. Jamison continues his assault down the front of her abdomen. Every few inches he kisses her abdomen and then sucks a small section of tissue into his mouth, ending with little bites on her skin before he moves down to the next area. He leaves five "suction" and "bite" marks on his path between her breast and her navel.

Jamison repeats the same actions on her navel that he had initially made in her mouth, on her ear, then her breast. He circles her navel with his tongue. He inserts his tongue in and out of her navel opening. He continues these motions and then bites the soft skin around her belly button. As Alexandra gasps and sucks in a breath, tightening her abdominal muscles.

Jamison continues his path south and reaches her sex. He looks up at Alexandra and whispers, "Remember the theme Alexandra. Now I will start the completion of my story and you will see your little humorous mental picture come to reality. Watch and enjoy Alexandra." Jamison reaches between Alexandra's legs and spreads them apart.

"Watch and enjoy Alexandra." He repeats himself as he slides his hand over her thigh. "I will be curious to see how funny you find me now." His voice is deep and husky. Clearly he plans on teasing her before he completes his "theme."

The level of excitement Alexandra feels triples simply at the sound of his voice and by what he says. She is also aware of a heightened feeling of fear at the implied threat he just made. The two together make her feel like someone has just sucked the breath out of her lungs. She is so nervous her body tenses. She is full of anticipation and is so sexually excited she can feel her sex juices flowing from her. She isn't sure which move is the smartest for her to make, flight, fight, or surrender. She decides that surrender may not be the smartest, but it will be the most rewarding.
Jamison slides his thumbs between her sex lips and spreads her open. Her skin is coated in moisture and her tissues glisten in their own juices. Her lips are dewy from the fluids leaking from her, they are full and supple. Her inner labia are deep red and fully engorged. She is so excited he can see her pussy leaking a small amount of fluid before he even touches inside of her.

Holding her open he positions his face inches from her sex and breaths deeply. "Oh Alexandra, your scent is intoxicating." Jamison's mouth and nose are so close to her pussy that she can feel his breath caress her as he speaks and exhales. "You smell so sweet and floral with just a background hint of musk. Your scent drives me crazy. But, from what I remember, your taste is even more intoxicating. I can't wait to taste you again, to lick you, to eat you out and to feel your body writhe under my tongue."

His words are like fire to her and set her entire body in flames. The heat of passion starts between her legs, but quickly spreads through her body. Jamison leans down and gently kisses her pussy. First the right side, then the left. He sucks each of her labia into his mouth one by one.

"I want to bite you Alexandra. Here." Jamison points to her right labia. "And then here." He says as he points to her left lip. "Let me clarify that for you Alexandra. I'm going to bite you. I'm going to bite you a little harder than before and because your sex tissue is so sensitive, it's going to be somewhat more painful but you must stay still."

Jamison looks up to see the expression on Alexandra's face. She scrunches her eyes closed and holds her mouth clenched tightly. She holds her hands balled tightly in fists and her body quakes just before she tenses every muscle at his announcement. She is preparing herself for his bite. He notes her body's preparation and wonders if she has prepared her mind for the sensations as well. She has no idea what she is in for from him.

He smiles watching her attempts to ensure control over her body. He silently laughs at her futile attempt. He has plans for her and being in control is not in any of them.

He bites down on her right labia, none to gently, as she pushes her buttocks down into the bed. Her attempt to get away from his mouth only increases her torment. Jamison laughs at her weak attempt to withdraw from him while his teeth hold her lip between their ridges. Alexandra feels the vibration of Jamison's laugh and her resolve splinters and her body shakes. He scrapes along her skin as she tries to pull away from him. Alexandra's movement only increases the pain by pulling her labia through his clench teeth. He moves to her left labia and bites her again before pulling on it with his teeth and then releasing it as she cries out.

"Aurghhhh! Aurghhhh!" Alexandra wants to scream at him but she knows she can't use any words. Her mouth remains speechless, but her mind is cursing him. Fuck, I fucking hate you. Oh God, that hurts. Please Jamison, please stop.

Jamison lifts his head to look up at Alexandra. "Look at me Alexandra." He commands.

Alexandra takes a deep breath and steadies herself as she lifts her head to look down at him. Even as her mind is cursing him, she cannot deny that he is one fucking sexy man and that she is majorly attracted to him. She cannot deny the fact that she wants this man. She cannot deny, even to herself, even now that he has caused her pain, that everything he has said or done since they met has been a turn on for her. She stares down at him.

Jamison holds her eye contact. He licks his lips and informs her, "Alexandra, believe me when I tell you this, nothing you can do is going to spare you from the feelings, the desire, the need that I am about to inflict in you. So baby, don't waste your energy trying. You're going to need your energy a little later to concentrate on other things. Alexandra, this is something you're going to have to sit back and enjoy. This is something you are never going to forget. I promise you that."

He gives her a sexy all knowing smile as he stops speaking. Leaning his face back down, he comes to rest on her inner thigh. Jamison opens his mouth and sucks an area of soft skin on her upper thigh. He sucks it so hard that he can see the ruptured capillaries when he releases the skin. For good measure, he bites her just above his mark leaving the indent of his teeth marks. He runs his tongue around his bite mark then up the inside of her thigh. As he reaches her sex, he takes a deep breath. "You really do smell so good Alexandra."

Jamison inserts his tongue down into the apex between her legs. Then he pushes his face deep into her sex and runs the tip of his nose over her center coating it with her sex juices. As he does this, he drags his tongue slowly in its path. He pulls his head back and slowly blows light breaths over Alexandra's wet pussy.

She squirms as his breath tickles her and sends little sparks of electrical current over her sex's core.

"Keep still Alexandra. I don't want to have to tell you again." He reprimands her once more.

Keep still, how the hell am I supposed to keep still? I want to jump out of my own skin. Areas of my body feel like they are on fire and you are telling me to keep still. Oh God, please help me. Please help me keep still. Please help me to do as his says.

"Get ready Alexandra." Jamison's voice is eerily soft and quiet but there is an underlying urgency heard in it. Slowly he inserts his tongue inside her pussy and licks her repeatedly from back to front. Over and over his tongue strokes her in varying degrees of speed and pressure.

Alexandra is fighting to keep control, but she is unable to stop her moans. "Ahhh! Ahhh! Ummm!"

Alexandra's pelvis starts to arch to meet his tongue and mouth. Jamison brings his arms between her legs and loops them under her thighs. He places his hands on her hips and digging his fingers into her, he holds her hips down in a vice like grip. With her thighs now slightly elevated over his shoulders, he buries his face in her. He inserts his tongue into her vaginal opening and thrusts in and out several times. Jamison fucks her vagina with his tongue. He slowly rotates the tip of his tongue around and around the soft tissue protecting the opening to her vagina. He licks and sucks at the excess of juices leaking from her and Jamison moans his pleasure into her sex's flesh.

The licking, the sucking, and the vibrations from his moan ignite Alexandra's need. She is at the edge of her sexual precipice and her body is begging for release.

Jamison removes his tongue from her vaginal area and relocates just a few millimeters higher. Alexandra cries out in frustration and disappointment. "Augh! Umm! Umm!"

Jamison finds his new area of exploration and starts to probe. He twirls his tongue tightly into a small u shape at the tip and he starts his ministrations. He pokes his tongue firmly and repeatedly at Alexandra's urethral opening and immediately she pulls back and cries out. "Oh!"

The sensation is foreign to her but her body responds quickly, her nipples harden more, her pelvic and vaginal muscles tighten, and her clit feels tighter and more prominent. She feels as if her pelvic floor softens at the sensation of Jamison's tongue on her urethral tissue. He pokes the tip of his tongue just inside of her urethra and she starts to squirm again.

Alexandra's breathing is rapid and she can feel every pulse point in her body as her blood pumps through her at what feels like enormous pressure and speed. Jamison ceases his poking motion and quickly switches to a slow swirl around her urethra. He strokes her in small circles, just skirting the tissue surrounding her opening. The effect on her is mind-altering and she forgets everything Jamison has mandated.

Alexandra reaches down and grabs handfuls of Jamison's hair as she simultaneously pushes his head down into her and rocks her pelvis upward. Her movements become so fast and so forceful that Jamison releases his hold on her hips to protect both of them from any injury.

He wasn't expecting this degree of a response from stimulating her urethra but, he is not one to complain at a job well done. Encouraged by her reactions he continues to build up her tension and excitement by changing from the swirling motion to a rapid side to side stroke across her sensitive area. In between stroking her urethra, he lifts his tongue slightly to tease at her clit. He alters these movements for just a few minutes before he feels a change in Alexandra's response.

"I take it you like this Alexandra?" He says teasingly before quickly returning to his orchestrations.

"Yes, Oh God, Yes!" She takes a few short rapid gasps for breath. "Please, Jamison, please don't stop." Her body is practically convulsing. All of her energy is concentrated on the area between Jamison's tongue, her urethral tissue, and now her clit. She realizes that she no longer has any control over her body. The sensations she is experiencing are chaotic at the least and cataclysmic at best. She can't stop her body from twitching and she can't stop herself from moaning.

Jamison senses her climax about to hit. He alters his movements by quickly teasing her urethra with his tongue's rapid movements and then encloses her clit between his lips as he swiftly applies firm sucking motions to her sensitive nub. His rhythm is torturous but it causes the most exquisite feelings she has ever experienced. Jamison realizes Alexandra is about to come and he quickly inserts two fingers into her vagina and roughly thrusts them in and out of her. His pace is rapid and the friction from his fingers along her vaginal wall causes her to cry out.

"Pleeeease! Oh God! Pleeeease!" Her voice is at a shrieking level and it is piercing to the ear.

Alexandra doesn't recognize what happens to her next. As Jamison alters between stimulating her urethra and her clit with his mouth and finger fucking her at a rapid pace, Alexandra's body stiffens. Her back becomes rigid, her arms and legs extend tightly, and she feels like she cannot move. Every nerve ending in her body seems to fire at once. Electricity seems to course through her body and she arches her pelvis high off the bed. Her head and neck arch back as she screams out in sexual ecstasy. She feels a high pressured release of fluid from her sex as she continues to scream.

"Fuck! Oh Fuck! Pleeease!" She cries out over and over. "Fuck! Oh Please!" Her entire body experiences her climax. It is unlike anything she has ever felt. Her heart is pounding, her lungs gasping for air, her muscles continue to quiver and she swears she can hear her own voice screaming. She feels as if she has left her body and is watching herself respond from outside of herself. Alexandra's mind is completely lost in sensation. She hears nothing; she sees nothing. All she knows is what her body is feeling. She is lost in sensation. It is a full minute or two before she realizes it is her screaming. Another few minutes pass before she regains movement in her limbs. Even longer before thought returns to her.

When she looks down, she sees Jamison staring up at her with an amused but satisfied look on his face. As her vision clears and she looks more closely, she notices his face is dripping wet. For a few seconds, she thinks he must really be sweating. Then she realizes the bed sheet below her buttocks is soaked.

"Why are you so sweaty?" She asks completely unaware, her words still shaky.

"That's not sweat Alexandra and it's not mine." He says laughingly.

"Why are the sheets so wet?" She asks still unaware of what just happened.

Jamison smiles and moves from between her legs. He crawls up next to her on the bed and says, "Do you recall any of the last few minutes?"

He pushes her hair away from her sweaty face. He leans in and kisses her warm flushed cheek. He strokes his fingers gently along her neck and down to her chest. Gently he plays with her breast as he continues to talk to her.

"Of course I do. What do you mean do I recall?" She looks at him questioningly and somewhat confused.

"Do you remember achieving an intense orgasm just now? Do you remember being so high and sexually excited that when you achieved your orgasm you actually squirted from its intensity?" He is smiling at her when he asks but he is sensitive to the fact that she might not have a clear memory of it.

Alexandra looks at him in disbelief. "I what?"

"You experienced an orgasm so intense you squirted." He indicates with his hand his wet face, chest, and the soaked sheets below them.

Alexandra closes her eyes and tries to focus on what just happened. Focus Alexandra. Focus on what happened. Focus on what you thought and felt, on how you responded. Oh God, now I sound like Jamison right before he asks to analyze everything.

"I remember your mouth being on me. I remember thinking no one has ever touched me or stimulated me there before. I remember thinking I never felt like this before. I remember thinking something is happening, someone is screaming. Then I remember feeling like I didn't have any control over my body. Like I couldn't move, speak, or think. Then I just remember feeling like I was outside of myself watching."

As she looks at Jamison he is smiling at her. His hand is lightly caressing her chest and abdomen tracing over the deep red marks he has left on her. She sees the wet shine that remains on his face and chest. As he leans in to kiss her she can smell her woman's scent all over his face. When his lips touch hers and his tongue enters her mouth, she can taste herself on him.

"Oh God!" She cries out as she realizes what just happened. She realizes all of the wet shine on Jamison is from her. It's from her orgasm. She is humiliated, embarrassed, and delightfully happy at the same time. She has never experienced such an intense orgasm as she has with Jamison. And she has NEVER SQUIRTED in her entire life, not with a partner and not alone. She covers her face with her hands as she looks at Jamison.

He laughs lightly. "It's a little too late to be shy now baby." He reaches over and gently pulls her hands from her face. "Look at me Alexandra."

She shakes her head no and keeps her eyes closed.

"Alexandra, you heard me. Now do as I say." He is demanding but not at all angry or cold in his words.

Alexandra opens her eyes and slowly turns to look at Jamison. Her face is bright red and her blush is now covering most of her neck and chest. "Alexandra, there is absolutely nothing to be embarrassed about here. Sex is natural. Good sex is even better and is supernatural. Great sex, well baby, great sex is rare and magical. I told you when we started to 'sit back and enjoy', I told you, you were about to experience something you would 'never forget.' Even I wasn't planning or expecting you to squirt. But I won't lie, I'm glad you did. I'm glad we experienced it together."

"I'm sorry Jamison. I'm sorry I got you all wet." She sounds like a little girl apologizing for spilling her milk. Then she continues, "I'm sorry I couldn't hold still or remain quiet. To be truthful, I don't even remember screaming. I thought it was someone else at first. It wasn't till afterward that I realized it was me."

"There is nothing to be sorry for Alexandra. I can tell you this, if it makes you feel any better. I'm not sorry I got you all wet! I enjoyed every minute of it and I'm definitely not sorry I made you squirt. I'm guessing by the look on your face that this is another first we share together." He says hopefully.

"God yes! I have never felt like that before. I surely have never done that before." Alexandra reaches over and touches the side of Jamison's face. She wipes the wet strands of hair from his face and then leans up to kiss him.

"We'll have to work on your ability to follow my wishes. And God knows we need to work on your ability to hold still and keep quiet. Holding still, I think we have a chance at, keeping quiet I'm not too sure about. Either way, I have toys that can assist with both problem areas." He smiles at her.

"You amaze me Jamison. So far you are full of surprises." She smiles into his eyes.

"So are you Alexandra. So are you." He responds while his hand continues to stroke over her chest and abdomen.

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"Now, we only have a few hours left to our twenty-four hour commitment. And we have a lot of information to share and homework to assign before I take you home. I'm going to jump in the shower quick and then you can shower." He places a quick kiss on Alexandra's lips as he gets out of bed and starts to walk toward the shower.

"Wouldn't it save time and water if we just showered together?" Alexandra asks coyly thinking of how fun showering with Jamison would be.

My God! What is wrong with me? I'm exhausted. I can barely move. Just about every muscle in my body aches. The man has done things to me, with me that I have never before experienced and still I want more. I have had half a dozen orgasms in the last several hours and all I can think about is what he will do next and when. All of this has been mind blowing and we haven't even had "sex" yet. Well, technically we have had "sex;" we haven't had intercourse yet. God, I bet he is great at that too.

"I told you already that I am only human Alexandra. I also told you that you are not ready for anything much more in depth then what you just experienced. And given the outcome of that, I would say that was a lot. I want you to at least be aware of some of what I will expect and want if or when we come together more intimately."

Jamison takes a deep breath and shakes his head. "I've told you earlier, you need more information in order to make even a semi-educated decision as to whether or not you want me as your Dom or even if you want and have what it takes to be a sub. I don't want to do anything that you are not prepared for. Alexandra trust in me when I say you are not prepared for what I will want from you. When we come together in that sense, even for the first time, it will be as a Dom/sub come together. I will take from you things you didn't even know you had to give. If you thought that last experience was mind-blowing, when we come together fully, you are in for a totally different experience. So be a good girl and don't keep pushing this or you just may get what you keep asking for."

Alexandra is warm and wet just from his comments. She pulls her legs together and brings her knees up as she hugs herself. As Jamison makes his way across the room to the shower, he looks back to Alexandra sitting naked in his bed and blushing at his words.

"And Alexandra, while I'm in the shower DO NOT touch yourself. Are we clear?" He waits for her response.

"I wasn't planning on it." She gives him her most innocent look.

Damn it! How did he know I was just thinking that I was glad to have time alone? That as soon as he was in that shower, I was going to take care of some business after our little conversation. I swear sometimes that that man is a mind reader.

Shaking his head in disbelief, he wags his finger at her in a "no, no, no" fashion. "Alexandra didn't you learn a thing this morning? Do you want to change your answer now or do you want me to come back over there and help you learn another lesson about rule number one?" Jamison is standing there completely naked looking like a Greek God. But Alexandra knows one thing for sure; he is not making an idol threat. He will come back to bed and God only knows how he will teach her the next lesson.

"Ok. So I might have been thinking about it, but I wasn't planning on it. Is that better?" She shrugs her shoulders and smiles at him.

"Acceptable." Is all he says as he turns and enters the bath room.
"Damn that was close." She sighs and repositions herself so she can get more comfortable. "Besides, how would he know if I did?" She whispers to herself as she sinks into the pillow.

"I mean it Alexandra and I will know." Jamison yells out from the shower.

"Shit! There is no way he heard me say that. I swear that man can read my thoughts." She curls up and pulls the covers over her. It doesn't take long before she is asleep. Jamison has exhausted her, but only in the best of ways.

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Jamison finishes showering and wraps a towel around his waist. He towel dries his hair as quickly as possible. He runs his fingers through his thick locks, brushing everything back off his face and leaving his hair to dry naturally. He hurries so that Alexandra can shower and then they can review some important information.

As he returns to the bedroom, he sees Alexandra has fallen back to sleep. The silk sheets are twisted around her legs, but for the most part she is uncovered. He sits on the side of the bed next to her and rubs her back. Just seeing her naked backside and touching her skin makes him hard. She is lying on her stomach, her face turned to the side and her hair is covering her features. Gently he pushes her hair from her face.

"Alexandra, come on, wake up. We have a lot to do and to discuss and we don't have time to waste sleeping." Jamison takes in her every curve of her body as she lays there with her backside exposed and in full view. He starts to run his hand over her body. He caresses his hand over her soft pale skin. Starting at her shoulder, he slowly strokes down her back. He dips his hand down as her lower back curves downward. Then he spreads his fingers wide and flattens his palm against her skin as his hand slides over her ass. Jamison kneads her ass cheeks like fresh dough as he squeezes her flesh between his fingers. He can feel his erection becoming harder and a light throbbing starts in his groin.

"Come on Alexandra, time to get up." As he finishes his sentence, Alexandra still half asleep reaches her arm out and places her hand in his lap. Before Jamison has a chance to move, she has her fingers inside the fold of his towel and wrapped around his penis. She begins to return his caress, stroking his penis in her fisted hand.

"Ohhh Shit! Alexandra. Fuck! Stop it." Jamison takes a deep breath as he removes Alexandra's hand from him.

"SMACK!" Jamison firmly slaps her ass hard. "Enough Alexandra, get up and get showered." He sounds angry.

"Ouch!" She cries out loud. "Jamison that hurt."

"It was supposed to! And if you don't get up and showered, it's going to hurt a lot more." He looks at her as she rolls onto her side.

"But..."

"No 'buts' Alexandra, now get moving." His tone is sharp and he is done playing. He gets off the bed and moves to his dresser to get some clean clothes. He is all business now as he watches Alexandra finally get out of bed.

As she goes to pass by him, he grabs her arm tightly in his hand. Stopping her and pulling her very close, he looks into her eyes. His face is barely an inch from hers. His eyes are almost black and his jaw is held firm. He whispers his words as he holds her close to him. There is no doubt that he means every word he says to her. She has tested his patience once too often.

"Alexandra I have told you multiple times my reasons for not "taking" you yet. I even explain things to you in detail earlier. Yet still, you try to provoke me. You challenge me with you words, you taunt me with your teasing remarks, and again you try to seduce me with your touch. You are playing with fire Alexandra. I would hate to see you get burned. Now, don't do it again. Do we have an understanding on this issue?"

"Jamison, I just wanted to return some of the pleasure you have given me. You have pleasured me and you haven't had any release. I know you said you have excellent control and that you are well practiced in it. But you won't even let me touch you, let alone give you some form of pleasure."

"I know that that is part of your reasoning Alexandra. I appreciate that part of it. What I don't appreciate is the part where you try to manipulate me into getting what you want. And don't even try to deny it because we both know it to be true. Now, I'm telling you for the last time. You are not ready to be fucked by me. You have a lot to learn before you can make that decision. I won't tell you again. Are we clear?"

There is a quiet calmness to him that is very frightening. Alexandra is aware of the tension behind not only what he is saying, but in every move he makes. Watching and listening to him now is like experiencing the "calm before the storm" that people describe just before a major tornado hits. Alexandra makes note to try to avoid antagonizing him on this subject again.

"Yes Jamison. We are clear." Her response is equally controlled and quiet.

"Good, because the next time I just may give you what you deserve. Now get your shower and meet me in my den. I will have some food served while we review the paperwork you have to look over. I also want to give you some books and web sites for information. Then I need to review some things with you before our twenty-four hours is up and I take you home."

"Ok. I'll be quick and meet you downstairs." Alexandra turns to head toward the bath room as Jamison calls to her.

"And Alexandra, my request from before still..." before Jamison can finish his statement, Alexandra does it for him.

"I know Jamison. I know. I'm not allowed to touch myself in the shower either." She looks back and wiggles her bottom at him.

He laughs at her antics. "What makes you think I was going to say that?" His voice is lighter and he is somewhat amused by her verbal and physical come back.

"Weren't you?" She looks at him skeptically.

"Well, you will never know now because you were rude and cut me off before I was able to complete my sentence." He smirks at her adding his non-verbal "so there."

"Well if that is not what you were going to say, then I wouldn't be breaking any rules or disobeying your command if I were to take advantage of being alone in your nice big shower. Would I?"

"Let's work under the belief that my initial request still stands." He smiles at her.

"It seems that I am not the only one who manipulates words to benefit their needs." Alexandra sashay's into the bathroom area before Jamison can respond. Once she is in the shower, she can hear his laughter from the bedroom.

Jeez, even the sound of his laughter is sexy. This man is not simply your run of the mill control freak megalomaniac, but he is a handsomely sexy man who has the will power of a saint and the sexual know how of a well-practiced sinner. I can't believe how much things have changed since I met him. I can't believe some of the things I have experienced. I can't believe our twenty-four hours is almost over and I can't believe I enjoyed him and everything we did together so much. Mostly, I can't believe I'm thinking about seeing him again and continuing this crazy ride we are on together.

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When Jamison goes downstairs, he immediately goes to the kitchen. Mrs. Miller, his housekeeper and cook is at the stove. Smiling at Jamison, like a mother smiles at her little boy who has just been naughty, Mrs. Miller addresses him. "Well good afternoon Jamison. I was wondering if you planned to leave your bedroom today."

"Good morning, Mrs. M." He smiles warmly at her as he continues to speak. "It was a late night."

"I'll bet it was." She says quietly, almost to herself, as she pours him some pineapple juice. Knowing that Jamison heard every word she said but chose to ignore them.

"I have a guest over. Would you mind bringing a lite super to the den in a little while? She is showering now and will be down shortly."

He smiles at her as she hands him the glass of juice. He drinks it down in one motion. "Thank you."

"You're welcome. Would you like anything special for your meal?"

"No thanks. I will leave that up to you. We have some things to go over and then I will be taking her home. I'll be back for dinner tonight. We haven't eaten since last evening, so just a lite meal would be nice."

"Ok then, I will bring it in in about thirty minutes."

"Thank you. Oh, Mrs. M. I hope this young woman will be returning in the future. So if you could.." Jamison hesitates he never knows how to approach these things with Mrs. M. But she always seems to know what he means and acts in his best interest. She has been like a second mother to him and she knows "everything" there is to know about him. She has basically taken care of him since he was a teenager.

"I understand Jamison. No need to worry. I will treat her with kid gloves. Unless she hurts you, then all gloves are off." She shakes her head at him. "I'm not going to let anyone else hurt you like that last one did. I told you about her." Her face went from soft and friendly to angry in just a few seconds.

"It's not the same Mrs. M. I know you told me things. I should have listened better. It's over now and I don't want to talk about it anymore." Jamison's face is flat, no affect. His tone is quiet and reserved, but still she can hear the hurt.

"Ok then, it's over. But you're my boy and I won't be so reserved the next time I have something to say to you." She gives him her determined warning look. One he has been on the receiving end of all too often since he was a boy and she hasn't altered it since he became a man. If anything, she gives it more often.

"If you were 'reserved' last time, I'd like to see what you will be like unleased!" He says laughingly as he kisses her cheek and leaves the kitchen.

As he exits the door he hears her say, "No my boy, you wouldn't."

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Jamison enters his den and goes through some paperwork he has in his file cabinet behind his desk. He pulls out a manila folder that has several sheets of paper in it. His name is typed across the front of the folder and it is labeled as "Medical Information." The first sheet is a summary of his most recent medical exam giving him a clean health status report. The second sheet is a copy of lab work results all of which are in the normal ranges. The third paper, gives the results of his tests regarding sexually transmitted diseases, Hepatitis screen, and HIV results. All of which were negative. He places the folder on top of his desk.

He looks into another folder labeled "resources and information sites." He removes a single sheet of paper from the front of the folder. It has a list of web sites on it and a ranking system of three to five stars. Five stars indicating not only the best information but the web sites that Alexandra should view first. He takes another sheet of paper from the back of this folder. This paper has a list of suggested books to read. There are at least twenty-five books listed.

Jamison takes a small key on his key chain and opens the locked bottom drawer of his cabinet. It is a file drawer and has a dozen or so individual files in it. Some files are thicker than others, but all of the files hold three folders within them. The first folder in each file is labeled "Personal Information and Background History." The second folder is labeled "Medical and Psychological Information." And the last file is labeled "Agreements, Contracts, and Activities Profile."

The first file in the drawer has Alexandra Newman typed across the file tab. Jamison leaves the first two folders in the file and pulls out the third labeled "Agreements, Contracts, and Activities Profile." He turns to his desk and places this folder under the folder of his medical information. Jamison closes the drawer and relocks the drawer giving it a test pull to make sure it is secure.

Jamison walks over to his book shelves and opens the section of shelves to the far right. It is the only section of shelves held behind a cabinet door. He looks over the books and pulls one of them from the top shelf and two more from the second shelf. He walks back to his desk and places the books next to the manila folders on his desk. He turns on his desk lamp and awaits Alexandra's arrival.

A few minutes later Alexandra is at the entrance to the den. She is dressed in her clothes from last evening. As Jamison looks her over, he realizes she looks just as beautiful as she did last evening. As he takes in her beauty, he is distracted by one thing. Alexandra has put her chain and lock necklace back on. Jamison can't take his eyes off of it. No matter how he tries to avoid it, his eyes keep coming back to it.

"Alexandra, you look beautiful." He says as he walks from his desk over to her. "There is only one problem."

"I know. I'm over-dressed but I didn't have anything else to wear." She teases, not even thinking about the necklace.

"That's not what I was referring to." He says quietly as he traces her neckline just under where the chain and lock rest on her skin. "I was referring to your necklace. I was hoping you wouldn't be wearing it." He keeps his voice quiet and his tone even and unemotional, but he is disturbed by the fact that she put the necklace back on after everything he told her.

"Jamison, you know it is just a necklace. It is not a collar and it has no special meaning. I thought you said it was the meaning and significance of a necklace/collar that counted, not the material item itself." She watches him closely to gauge his response.

"I did and it is. But I also said I didn't like it on you." He doesn't say anything else to her about it. "Come in and sit down here." He points to the chair at his desk.

As Alexandra walks over to his desk area, she removes the necklace and places it in her handbag. "Is that more to your liking?" She asks.

He nods at her and smiles. "Yes. Thank you." Jamison leans down and kisses her bare neck area.

"I'm guessing that you would prefer if I didn't wear this particular piece of jewelry when I'm with you. Am I correct?"

"Yes. Is that something you would be willing to do?" He asks hoping she will say yes.

"Yes, of course. But it really is a nice necklace and up until now, it has been one of my favorites. But if it bothers you so much, I won't wear it when we are together. Is that better?"

"Would it be too much to ask you simply not to wear it at all?" He looks at her as he asks.

"I like the necklace Jamison. I wear it quite frequently. I'm trying to understand your feelings about this but, to promise I will never wear it again is too much for right now. I don't think I can promise that now."

"I understand." He nods his head as he looks at her. She hasn't made any commitment to him regarding their relationship, so he will have to accept her answer for now.

"Come here Alexandra. Sit down so we can review some of the information we spoke of last night and earlier today." He pulls the desk chair out for her and she sits down.

"I love your desk Jamison." She says as she rubs her hands over the highly polished wood. "It is made of the same wood as your bed and in the same design style. How is that?"

"I'm glad you like them. You are very observant. Not many people notice at first that my desk and bed are similar. They are made of wood from the Mpingo tree, native to Africa. The wood is known as African Black Wood and is used mostly to make musical instruments, like the clarinet. I had some of the wood from another project and designed the desk and bed myself. I had one of the master carpenters that works for one of my companies make them to my specifications."

"It figures you would have a "Master" carpenter make them for you." Alexandra stresses the word master and laughs at her play on words.

"Your humor is not lost on me Alexandra. I get your play on words. But as it happens, the man in question is also a "Master" in your sense of the term. He was very willing and helpful in following my design requests." He smiles at her in a knowing kind of way. It's as if he has a secret that he is not going to share with her, at least not yet.

"But enough about my furniture designs. Let's get down to business." He pulls a chair up next to Alexandra's. Taking the first folder, he opens it and starts to review his medical paperwork. "As we spoke of last evening, here is my medical summary, the results of my last physical, my lab work, my STD and HIV test results and other basic medical information. Take a few minutes to read it over and let me know if you have any questions."

As Alexandra is reviewing the information, a knock on the door is heard and Jamison gets up to open the door. He slides the large wooden door into the pocket. Mrs. Miller enters with a tray of food and two bottles of water. She places the tray on the serving table in front of the small couch.

"Alexandra Newman, I would like you to meet Mrs. Miller. Mrs. Miller please welcome Alexandra into our home. I hope she will be returning often." Jamison smiles at both women as he addresses them.

"Ms. Newman, it is a pleasure. Anyone who is a friend of Jamison's and treats my boy well will always be welcomed here by me. I hope you enjoy your meal and I look forward to seeing you again." She smiles and nods to Alexandra.

"Thank you Mrs. Miller. I'm sure the meal will be excellent. Thank you for your kindness. I hope if we see each other again, we will be able to get to know each other better." Alexandra returns her smile but she is not unaware of the implied threat in the woman's welcome. Treat her Jamison, her boy, well and you are welcome. Implied that if you don't treat him well, you will have my wrath with which you will have to deal. Well that's good that she cares enough to protect him. It's nice to have someone on your side.

Mrs. Miller leaves the room and Jamison closes the door. As he turns back to Alexandra he sees her smiling at him with a glint in her eyes and an odd look on her face.

"What's that look about?" He asks as he returns to his seat next to her.

"Mrs. Miller cares about you and you care about her." She smiles at him. "I would say, based on her words, that she cares about you a lot and that she is very protective of "her boy." She basically threatened me just a few minutes ago."

"She did not threaten you and yes she does care about me. I also care a great deal about her. She has been with me since I was a teenager. My Dad hired her after my Mom died and she has been like a mother to me. So, yes, I care about her very much." Jamison is looking at Alexandra to see if she has anything else to say.

"It's nice to have someone who cares about you and takes care of you. I'm happy you have each other. But she did threaten me when she said, 'Anyone who is a friend of Jamison's and treats my boy well will always be welcomed here by me.' She also meant, if you don't treat him well, you will have me to answer to."

Jamison laughs. "Ok, so I might have heard a little of that in her words, but I wouldn't call it a threat."

"Really, what would you call it?" She laughs back with him.

"It was more like a soft warning." He smiles at Alexandra.

"Well, I want you to remember how forgiving you are right now the next time I say something you don't particularly care for or you take issue with." Alexandra smirks at him.

Jamison kisses her on the mouth. "That is a totally different issue and will be dealt with appropriately. Now let's get back to business."

"Why, may I ask, is it so different?" She questions.

"Because my dear Alexandra, you did not practically raise me and I definitely do not think of you as my mother figure."

"Oh! Well you have a good point there." She laughs.

"Do you have any questions regarding my medical papers? Are you satisfied with my health information?"

"Yes. Everything looks fine. Do you want me to get copies of my last physical and test results?" She asks wondering how she will explain her requests to her physician.
"Would you feel comfortable sharing that information with me?" Jamison is happy she asked, but he wants to make sure it is something she is willing to do.

"Yes. I don't have anything to hide. I have already told you the results last night. I just have to get copies from my doctor's office." She says matter of factly.

"Ok. Let's look at the next folder then. This is for you to take home and review. The first page has web sites that will be helpful. They are marked. Five stars means they are valuable information and you should review them first. Then go down the list to the four star and three star sites. They have information, but they are less organized and have a lot of personal experience information that may be helpful to you. The next page is a list of books that are very informative and will give you some basic information and then some that are more advanced. Start at the top of the list and work your way down. I have the first three books here for you." He looks at Alexandra to see if she is overwhelmed.

"Wow. You are really organized here. I can't believe you are giving me a book titled, "SM101." Seriously, who came up with that title? Do you teach a class on this or something? I'm waiting to get my syllabus or is that on these last few pages of information." She laughs.

"You will find I'm fairly organized about most things Alexandra. And I would guess that Jay Wiseman chose the name "SM101" since he wrote the book." Also, when you have been into the lifestyle for any length of time, you tend to keep tract of the good information in order to share it with others. Even vets of BDSM share good sites or books with each other. We are a very supportive community."

"Really?"

"Yes. You sound surprised. We are like any other group of people who share similar likes or dislikes. We are everyday normal people who have normal jobs and live in the same world as everyone else. You would be surprised who shares in your world by day and crosses over into mine at other times. You were surprised to find out about Stephan and Ashley. We're just regular people who enjoy a certain level of kink in our sex life and if it is accompanied by some toys and little or a lot of play, pain, or pleasure, more power to you."

"Jamison, I've said it before and I have a feeling I will say it again. You amaze me Jamison Montgomery. You simply amaze and surprise me." Alexandra shakes her head back and forth as she looks at him with a quirky smile on her face.

"Well, if you think what I have shown you so far was surprising, wait till you see what we discuss next. Let's sit over on the couch so we can eat something and I can explain individual items to you if needed." Jamison laughs as he pulls out a stapled set of papers with an extensive check list on them.

"This must be shocking if you think it will be surprising to me and you are already laughing at the need to 'explain individual items' to me. I can't wait to see this, what is it?" Alexandra looks at Jamison with a very curious look on her face.

"Alexandra, please remember that everything I give you is simply for information and educational purposes. Nothing is written in concrete and there is always room for interpretation and negotiation. If you decide that this isn't for you and you don't want to see me again, then the only thing we have done is broadened your education."

"I want you to keep an open mind when you look at this checklist. It's called a BDSM Activities checklist and it goes into some detail regarding things that can be shared between a Dom and sub. It's a baseline to start with and to discuss with each other. Things can change as time goes on, but it is a starting place." Jamison is keeping his tone as calm and relaxed as possible. He doesn't want to initiate any anxiety or doubt in Alexandra's mind as they discuss the activities list.

"We can look over it together and discuss any questions you have. But Alexandra, I don't want you to answer anything on the list until next Friday. I want you to look at it and read it at least once, preferably twice a day, when you are at home, won't be disturbed, and you are relaxed. Take your time and read each item. Think about how it makes you feel. Make little notes about your thoughts or questions about each item. I want you to think about whether or not you would want to try it. Think about if it would bring you pleasure or excitement. Also think about if it brought me pleasure or excitement would you be willing to do it."

"Something that you would absolutely NEVER want to try or do under any circumstance is a HARD limit. Things that you may not want to do right now, but given time, information, experience, and/or for me you would try at some time in the future is a SOFT limit. Everything else should be rated in a degree system from 0 to 5. Each number has a definition with it and you can change your answers as we go forward. In the experience column, you can write "yes" if you have experienced the activity or "no" if you have not. Understand?" He looks closely at Alexandra to make sure she is assimilating all of the information he just gave her.

Alexandra nods yes as she opens her bottled water and drinks half of the bottle at once.

"Are you okay Alexandra?" He looks at her concerned. He swears she is pale just looking at the list.

"Jamison, have you done all of these things?" She asks nervously.

"Not all of them, but I have experience with the majority of them at one time or another. It might be easiest if you look them over and we discuss the ones you would consider HARD limits." He says as he continues to watch her closely.

"Well, it's a very inclusive list you have here. I'm not even sure I know what some of these things mean. But there are a few things here that I don't have to wait until Friday to tell you NO WAY ABSOLUTELY NOT on." She looks at him as she takes a deep breath in and slowly exhales.

"Ok. Let's start there." Jamison remains calm and reassuring, but he is hoping her list won't be all inclusive and that she will keep an open mind before she rules everything out.

"Ok, God where to start. Well since the list is alphabetical let's do it in that order. 'Animal roles, Asphyxiation, and Beastiality' are definite NO's. 'Breath control, Branding, and Brown showers' are out also. 'Catheters and Diapers' are probably on that list too. And if "Fisting" is what I think it is, I don't think that will be happening either." She hesitates and looks at him. Alexandra reaches for her water bottle and as she drinks, Jamison realizes that her hands are shaking.

"Alexandra, let's take a break and have something to eat. You haven't eaten all day."

"I think I lost my appetite when I read 'Eating stool and urine.' Which by the way is also a HARD limit for me. And I'm pretty sure I want to add 'Injections and Tattooing' to my list. I don't think I would like those either." Alexandra closes her eyes, takes a deep breath and slowly exhales.

"Ok. So, you are pretty sure of what you don't like. That's a start." He smiles at her as he takes her hand and squeezes it in his. "What are you thinking right now Alexandra? Tell me."

She closes her eyes again and takes a minute to think and organize her thoughts before she answers him. "I'm wondering if I should even be here. I'm thinking that maybe I was wrong; maybe I thought I wanted to learn more, to experience more of your lifestyle but maybe it's too much for me."

"Alexandra, don't be so hard on yourself. It's the first time you have even looked at such a comprehensive list of some activities you may not even be familiar with. It doesn't mean you have to shut yourself down to the whole experience. I told you this would be a process. It's not all or nothing, especially not when it comes to this list. It's to be used as a guide, a starting place, something to open discussion between us. And that's what it has done. Now we know a few things that are HARD limits for you and some you think may be HARD limits but, may really be SOFT limits based on what you said."

He leans over and kisses her softly. "Do you remember when I told you 'don't let fear stop you from experiencing the new stuff, don't let it stop you from having fun, from taking chances, and from living life.' Well, this is part of change, part of the newness. If every time someone felt fear of the unknown or of change, they just stopped trying new things, the world would be a very boring place."

"Jamison, do you remember when I said, 'I won't run from a smack on the ass or talk of spanking. That I was waiting for the really scary stuff before I tucked my tail between my legs and ran.' Well, this list is pretty scary to me. It scares me that you may actually want me to or ask me to do some of these things. Why would you want me to eat stool? I mean really, I know I'm not supposed to judge, but that's kind of sick to me." Alexandra looks at him waiting for a response.

"That's not something I'm into Alexandra. That's not something I would ask you to do. Most of what you stated as your HARD limits is also on my HARD limit list. So you see we share more than you might think."

"Well, I guess that is a little comforting. Jamison, I think I'm ready to go home now. Will you be taking me home or should I call for a taxi?" Her eyes are wide like saucers, her face is a little pale, and her hands are still shaking a little.

"Of course I will take you home. Wait here and I'll get my keys." He leans in and gives her a firm, all consuming, kiss. He slowly kisses her lips, sharing every hope he has with her that they will still be able to make this work. He kisses her upper lip, than licks her lower lip. He kisses her mouth hard as she opens to his probing tongue. The warmth of the inside of her mouth is welcoming and he takes every advantage. His tongue explores and makes love to every inch of her mouth. He needs her here, he wants her here, and his kiss conveys that message. He pulls back and looks into her eyes and she stares back at him. Both of them are questioning themselves. Jamison's look asks did I push you too far too fast. While Alexandra's look asks are you sure you want me in your life.

Jamison leaves the room and returns a few minutes later ready to take her home. To his surprise, Alexandra has gathered the folder and books to take home with her.

Well, this is promising. First she is still here and hasn't run off while I was gone. Second, she is taking the books and information with her. So she must be planning on at least reading the information and getting a better idea of what BDSM is about before she makes her decision. I just hope she takes her time and keeps an open mind.

Jamison takes the books and folder from Alexandra. "I'll carry these for you." He takes Alexandra's hand and walks her out to his car. He opens the door and waits until she is settled and her seat belt is in place. As he bends down to hand Alexandra the books, she reaches up and touches his cheek and smiles.

"Alexandra?" He looks at her with a questioning expression on his face. He is nervous and anxious but he tries to sound neutral.

"Yes Jamison." Alexandra can see he is questioning something; maybe he is questioning his choice in bringing her here.

"I need you to be honest with me. I need to know. Did I just completely lose you with all of that information?" He looks defeated.

"Are you still with me?" He asks hopefully as he takes a deep breath.

"Yes Jamison, I'm still with you. Are you sure you still want me to be?"

"Most definitely." He smiles as he closes her door and walks over to the driver's side.

The drive back to Alexandra's apartment is relatively quiet. When they arrive, Jamison pulls into the drive port and parks in front of her buildings main entrance. He looks over at her and they share a quiet moment before he gets out and opens her door. He takes her hand in his and escorts Alexandra into her building and to her elevator.

"Do you mind if I take you up to your apartment?" Jamison asks.

"I would like that. Thank you." Alexandra squeezes his hand and he looks over at her. "I remember a wise man recently told me not to frown, that things weren't all that bad." She smiles at him. "Have things suddenly become worse because that is one major frown you have on your face."

Jamison smiles, "Remind me to watch what I say around you. You have this terrible habit of remembering everything I say and using my words against me." He takes a deep breath and slowly exhales. "Things have not become worse. I was just worrying about not seeing you until Friday. Is that too much time to have this information and not talk to me about it?"

"I can always call or text you if I need to talk to you about something." The elevator reaches her floor and they exit. As they walk down the hall Jamison becomes more concerned.

"Alexandra please remember what I said. This is a learning process; it will take time. You won't learn or accept everything overnight. You need to read the books, look things up on the internet. Keep a note pad with you and write down questions you have or things you want to talk to me about. Nothing is off limits here Alexandra. I want you to feel comfortable asking me and talking to me about anything and everything. In the back of the manila folder you will also find a few papers titled 'agreements' or 'contracts,' these are example forms from other D/s partners. They explain a lot about the relationship and outline the roles of each and the negotiations that the relationship will include. It is something that is individual to a D/s partnership. If you decide to be with me, we will write our own contract."

"I'm going to do my homework Jamison, don't worry. I will review everything. I will take notes and write my questions down. I will probably call you fairly often this week. Don't look so worried, I'm not running yet." She smiles.

"Alexandra, don't forget, do not use your computer at work for any of this. Not for the research, not to search the web, and not to email me. Everything on your work computer is on their server and can easily be retrieved. Call me only from your home phone or cell if you want to discuss anything personal and not your work phone."

"I know." Alexandra takes her keys out of her purse. Jamison extends his open palm out for them and she smiles as she gives him her keys. He unlocks her door and opens it for her. He takes her hand and leads her into the apartment. As if he has to make sure it is secure before she enters.

"Lights Alexandra?" He asks as he enters her foyer.

"On your right there is a wall switch."

Jamison finds the wall switch and the pocket lights in her kitchen and living area go on. He takes a quick look around and is satisfied that nothing is amiss. Her apartment is clean, neat, and functional. Her design tastes are streamlined and she has a lot of wood and earth tones in her decorating scheme. He approves of her style and realizes that if this were his apartment, he would have made many of the same choices, just more masculine versions. Their design choices run parallel to each other.

"I like your apartment and your design and decorating choices." He says approvingly.

Alexandra laughs at him. "That's because they are very similar to yours. We both like clean lines, function, and utility. We both like deep woods and calming earth tones. And we both appreciate the quality and function of a few pieces versus a multitude of semi-functional items just taking up space. I noticed we shared a lot of the same likes when I toured your house. You like my style and design because it is the female version of you own."

He laughs, "Is that such a bad thing?"

"No, it's just funny." She looks at him for a minute, contemplating all they have shared in the past twenty-four hours.

"You look very serious Alexandra. What are you thinking about?"

"I was just thinking about how much my life has changed in the last day. I was thinking about how much we have shared in just the past twenty-four hours. And I was wondering what comes next." She sighs.

"All things change Alexandra. Yes, we have shared a lot in a short time, but we have so much more to share. As for what comes next, the options are limitless. The choices are ours to make. We just have to make sure we make the right ones for the right reasons." He kisses her cheek.

"Jamison, do you ever get tired of knowing the exact right thing to say to make people feel like you are in control of the situation? Like you know exactly what is happening and that everything is going to plan?"

"No Baby. That just the 'Dom' in me, I am who and what I am. Good, bad, or indifferent, I am who and what I am. Besides, what would you want to change about me?" He asks kiddingly.

"Oh let me see. First I would..." As Alexandra starts, Jamison puts his hand over her mouth.

"I don't believe I heard the term "Gags" on your HARD limit list. Luckily for you I have to go now." He says as he slaps her ass on his way to the door.

"I'll see you Monday." He gives her a kiss that rocks her in her shoes and holds promises for the future before she gets a chance to say anything.

"You mean Friday." She says as she wraps her arms around his neck and kisses him again.

"No. Monday morning at the design meeting." He says with complete confidence in his answer.

"What design meeting are you talking about Jamison?" Alexandra is confused. The only design meeting she has scheduled for Monday morning is the Children's Rehab Center, a new wing being added on to the hospital.

"The Children's Rehab wing is one of my projects. I will be at Monday's meeting to hear your design proposal. I told you I have a lot of charity work that depends on me. This is one of my favorites charities to work with, I love working with children's projects." He answers.

"You never mentioned being involved in this project. I think I would have remembered that." Alexandra is a little annoyed by this new development.

"Well it's not a problem is it?" Jamison doesn't understand what the problem is here.

"Jamison, I have a reputation to uphold. I don't want anyone to think that I got the contract because I'm having sex with the benefactor of a project." Now she is fully annoyed by his cavalier attitude.

"Well, that's not a problem yet. First of all you don't have the contract for the project until I hear your proposal and see your design. Secondly, we really haven't had sex, at least not technically. In fact, only my mouth had sex with you, the rest of me is still "chaste."

As Jamison opens the door to leave, Alexandra is dumbfounded by his latest announcement.

"Jamison, I can't believe you. I really can't believe you." She is exasperated with him.

"Believe it Alexandra. It is what it is. I'll see you Monday morning. Don't forget to do your homework." He kisses her quickly before she has a chance to say anything else and then he gives her one last slap on her ass. "That one was for good measure and to remember me by until Monday."

Jamison smiles at the shocked look on her face as he shuts the door behind him. Alexandra becomes more annoyed with him as she hears his laughter in the hall.

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to be continued...

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Aug 25, 2018 in bdsm

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