Thread: In a Twisted World {Prince x LeatrixSage}

Brent could tell she was new to this, not just to shibari and kinky bondage play, but submission as a role. She'd offered herself to him in spectacular fashion by dropping her dress, but she didn't really know what she was was getting herself into tonight. He could see it in her body, an open book to her emotions now. Wary tension rippled through her muscles as she followed his slow orbit of her nearly naked figure. She was too proud to hide herself from his intense gaze, but she didn't like being inspected so intimately and couldn't mask it. How quickly she forgot that she had given him this permission and now she chafed under the silent power of his gaze. Her mask and fake name hinted that she liked her secrets, but here in the well lit room her body at least was fully exposed and it made her uncomfortable. She seemed twisted by conflicting emotions. Uncomfortable, but trusting. Wary, but eager. Nervous, but full of confidence. Submissive? No, definitely not submissive at all yet. But... curious. Did she know how fucking sexy she was to a man like Brent? He doubted it. Perhaps more hardcore doms or lifestyle masters might think her a waste of time, not a true submissive who they could push to their limits and train easily. Brent wasn't like that, shibari was a hobby and being in control a kink, but he liked his women more balanced. Ones who liked to play with him and enjoyed being kinky for both their pleasures, but were also full of confidence, willfulness, and strength. Submission was something his partners did for him as a favor, not a fundamental part of their personality. And a woman like Rose, clearly strong willed but craving to explore a kink at the opposite end of their personality, was like having a fantasy drop out of the sky and land in his lap. That hesitation before she complied with his simple command to place her hands on the table was delicious. She battled every natural instinct in her body to obey what was undeniably an order. Her skin felt electric under his palm, as if all her mental conflict and swirling emotions were sparking out to him in that flesh to flesh contact. Stop. The tone of voice more than the word froze Brent, his hand stiffening for a second on her lower back. Dammit, she had fooled him and she knew it. He could see her already relaxing, her breathing coming easier now as she spoke with humor and confidence again. The tension that had heightened since he had touched her back now melted from her body. If I were a stickler, I'd tell you that 'stop' is the worst safe word. People love to yell it during sessions you know, to make things seem more... real, chuckled Brent. The hand on her back gave her a friendly rub now as he let the spell of the first interaction dissipate. They had both felt it, that tense and erotic battle of wills as their egos had silently clashed. He knew from experience it would come back, but the important thing was not having Rose freak out and leave before any real fun could start. He had to be a teacher tonight, not a horny guy indulging a fetish and scaring this mysterious beauty away forever. That meant taking safe words seriously and making sure the rules were clear to her so she would trust him later. I don't expect we'd get to the point where you'd want to scream stop at me and not mean it, but if you think you might... you can always pick something a bit more unusual. Now if you are ready, I'm going start slow, said Brent, moving to stand by her side. He gathered a coil of rope from the table and began to work a knot on one of her wrists, fingers moving quickly and expertly. Once finished, he grabbed the looped end and pulled her wrist off the table and up, all the way behind her neck, and held it there. This is a single column tie. It's the basic knot we use almost everywhere, primarily because it won't collapse and squeeze a limb or body part. So you could be hung by this for instance. Brent moved behind her, his pants brushing against her rear as he reached around and pulled her other wrist up to join the one he held. In seconds, both were tied together behind her neck, her elbows out and shoulders pulled back slightly so her breasts jutted forward. There, and just like that and you are already my captive, whispered Brent in her ear. After a second he added a soft chuckle to make it sound like a joke, but he carefully watched to see her initial reaction to the idea. Casually he added, If you try the knot, you'll find it impossible to slip out of. It's a very strong restraint, one of the best for tying people up. He stood behind her quietly, letting her test the knot and get used to the feeling of restraint. His hands released her wrists, leaving them behind her neck, and slid down her sleek sides to rest on her hips. Thumbs teasing her lower back, playing with the string of her thong, he murmured in her ear again with his lips almost touching her earlobe this time. So, how does it feel? Are you ready for more? And if so, how intense do you want me to go?