"Curious but Learning"(Xandi & Captain Maltese)
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				Title: <strong>"Curious but Learning"(Xandi &amp; Captain Maltese)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn52</strong> on <strong>02-01-2011, 23:44:11</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://i863.photobucket.com/albums/ab196/eo1968/mena-suvari-hq-blonde-hair.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Rachel Miller <br><strong>Age:</strong> 35<br><strong>Occupation:</strong>Personal Assistant/Secretary<br><br><strong><span class="bbc_u">Personal History up to present day:</span></strong> <br>Rachel married her high school sweetheart after they had dated all throughout high school. He was the man she loved and wanted to be with forever. They had always had problems throughout their marriage, Rachel wanted to experiment and he was happy with things the way they were. She had never been dissatisfied with their sex life but she was bored and she tried talking to him about it. He always made her feel bad afterwards so she quit asking to try different things and pretty soon she forgot about it. They had a good life and she loved him, she was a devoted wife. He began staying away from home on business trips more and more, she was lonelier and lonelier until one night she decided to surprise him at his hotel. She was the one with the big surprise, he was there with two women in compromising positions and while she kept her cool she told him his things would be out on the lawn the next morning. <br><br>Rachel had divorced her husband and made a good life for herself, but now her curiosity was getting the better of her. She had begun to visit a website that offered BDSM training, she wasn't quite sure what that was but she had wanted to explore it when she was married. She was a little afraid as she filled out the questions and submitted her application to the website. It was all suppose to be very private and with good reason this sort of thing was not always given a good reception as she had seen with her ex. She figured she would get an email and she did, she was told about a mixer which was online Doms and subs could mingle and see if they wanted to get to know each other. She figured it was all very safe, it was online she wouldn't actually be in a room with a bunch of strangers, so she accepted the invitation. She meet DOMinic that night and he offered to teach her a few things no strings attached. He seemed like a nice man and at the moment Rachel had very little self esteem. She knew she was not ugly by any means but she considered herself very average, since she had been married so long and had not dated since high school she had no idea if she was appealing anymore or not, she felt not since her husband found it necessary to cheat on her. <br><br>DOMinic had been very kind to her accepting her ignorance about the lifestyle without judgement. She liked him, and he seemed to really care about her best interest which was nice for a change. After weeks of chatting online they finally decided to meet at an outdoor cafe, one of her favorite. She was nervous about meeting him she had no idea what he looked like but the plus side to that was he didn't know what she looked like either. She figured it was in public, outdoors and she thought about all their conversations together and decided that if she was ever going to explore this lifestyle she would have to do it with someone who knew what they were doing. For some reason Rachel felt she could trust DOMinic at least in this setting and she was curious after all she wanted to meet the man who had ignited so many of her wildest fantasies of late. <br><br>He had told her to wear a yellow tulip and that he would wear one too. As she was fixing her hair before leaving she put the tulip in her hair at the back. She dressed casually wearing a pair of blue jeans and a slightly off the shoulder purple tunic style shirt which had a belt at the waist. It was a beautiful day and she drove to the cafe excited and nervous at the same time. After parking her car and walking to the cafe she looked around for a man wearing a yellow tulip but she didn't see anyone, she thought that maybe he had been delayed in traffic and sat down to wait for him. It wasn't very long until a waiter came over to her with a package and a yellow tulip, he explained that a man had left it for her. Rachel's heart sank thinking he probably took one look at her an left. She thanked the waiter and then opened the package just as the phone began to ring, she took it out and said, "<strong>Hello?</strong>" <br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: "Curious but Learning"(Xandi &amp; Captain Maltese)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Captain Maltese</strong> on <strong>04-01-2011, 15:16:13</strong>
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				(http://www.lifeinitaly.com/files/Armani%2520suit%25201.jpg)<br><br><br>Name: Michael Lanning<br>Age: 40<br>Position: V.P. in a lawyer company<br><br><br>Dear gods. She was beautiful. It was the last he had expected from his newest pupil. Michael cursed himself for having made this convoluted arrangement for their meeting, then reminded himself that her looks were not going to change anything for what had been planned between them. They had been chatting for a while on a bdsm website where he was helping to mentor newcomers into the lifestyle which was his great passion outside his work, and showing personal pictures was a clear nono according to the rules. This was because, when the site was new, it had tended to give the more attractive members a whole lot of attention while very knowledgeable mentors and very eager applicants that were less favorably gifted by nature or grooming skills spent the time without getting any - and soon left. Now that there was no visuals to skew the scales, everybody were happier. Also Michael, who had found it a problem that his reasonably good looks would get him more attention than he was able to cope with - not to mention that some of the applicants seemed more interested in getting sex with him than in learning about bdsm. <br><br>When he had met this modest but intelligent new applicant on the website she had at first seemed just like the others, but something about her genuine interest and some kind of touching pleasure about getting attention at all had gradually made him decide to move her a tier up on his allotted list of pupils. They had spent some one-on-one time online, chatting about all the technical terms and what she was familiar with, him ever being carefully neutral even if she sometimes made him hard and sometimes made him want to cry with her replies. But this was more than a kink for him, it was a philosophy, and Michael had made sure to always maintain a distance. So when they had eventually decided to meet for 'a little talk over a cup of coffee', he had been willing to accept that she could look like a disaster. But he was damned if he was risking getting a stalker again either, so hence this little ploy with the cellphone and one more object which was currently in his pocket. It was both sad and strange that a lifestyle which preached safety and sanity so loudly could attract so many who seemed neither to understand nor value either. But he had decided to move her up to the single spot on his top tier and let her meet him no matter what she might look like for one reason - for all the time they has spoken, the whole bdsm thing had remained a physical adventure for her as far as he could judge. Michael could let her have a taste... but he wanted her to realise there was a lot more to bdsm than kinky sex. She would need to be shown the true mental aspects. <br><br>Be professional. He repeated it to himself a few times with his other cell phone in his own hand, waiting until the waiter had delivered the first one in her hand. Michael himself was standing inside a dimly lit shop just a few yards from her table, able to see her over the top of a shelf row. Don't let her looks distract you, man. Teach and stand back. But a little voice was adding, And have som fun too. She took the phone up, and he pressed the button - and she said "Hello."<br><br>"Hello Rachel. I am DOMinic. It is good to see you." Michael was a natural bass, but he spoke with a gentle if firm manner that tended to be a good tool for him in the courts when he worked as a business lawyer. "I apologize for this indirectness but unfortunately I need to address security concerns. I will be with you in a minute. There is just one thing... you remember that we talked about trust and how it goes both ways, binding both the one who gives it and the one who chooses to accept it? Before I can come over to you, I have a request and if it is too much to ask then I understand - but if you don't do it, this will never go further. Close your eyes and keep them closed. That is all. I am putting down the phone now and hoping the best. I hope I can be with you in a moment, Rachel." Click.
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				Title: <strong>Re: "Curious but Learning"(Xandi &amp; Captain Maltese)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn52</strong> on <strong>06-01-2011, 00:29:09</strong>
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				The moment Rachel heard the voice on the phone she knew it was Dominic even before he said so. His voice was commanding and strong. When he said, "<em>It is good to see you,"</em> She craned her neck and looked around trying to see someone talking on a phone. She saw no one and continued to listen as he spoke, her heart was not in the pit of her stomach anymore it was beating so fast she thought it might jump out of her chest. <br><br>Rachel actually did understand his concern for safety and security, he had been at this a lot longer than her and she figured he probably had seen his share of nut jobs. As he explained what he wanted her to do, her first response was to tell him it wasn't fair that he knew what she looked like and that with her eyes closed she would not know what he looked like. Instead, she instantly closed her eyes and heard the phone hang up so she turned the phone she was holding off and then waited. She knew he was right, it was a matter of trust and it was little enough to ask. She still did not know why she trusted him but she did, at least in this public place.&nbsp; <br><br>Her heart was still beating so fast that she thought other people could probably hear it or at least see it in the vein on her neck. She mentally tried to calm herself, she didn't want him to think she was an idiot or stupid. She began doing a calming breathing technique she had learned several years ago when she had visited yoga studio and gotten hooked on it. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: "Curious but Learning"(Xandi &amp; Captain Maltese)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Captain Maltese</strong> on <strong>06-01-2011, 22:24:29</strong>
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				Michael was right behind her ten seconds later, with the other object he'd brought with him in one hand. Standing behind her, he leaned forward to whisper in her ear as he put the object in her right hand - a pair of sunglasses. Just a set of white Rayban Predators in a feminine version, but these had been modified by himself to stop light completely. The dark glasses had been discreetly laquered black on the inside of the glasses, and although the model was curved to fit the face better there were also glued on soft plastic liners around the glasses. It was essentially an elegant blindfold, but noone else would notice unless she walked into something with them on. As he put the sunglasses into her hand, his Armani suit jacket arm and white shirt arm cuff with a Rolex inbetween scraped lightly over her skin, before his warm heavy hand closed briefly over hers. "Thank you for trusting me this far, Rachel. Please put these on as well and I will be happy to spend time here with you."&nbsp; As soon as he had said the words he turned his back on her, leaving behind only a slight whiff of cologne and an unspoken hope that she would take yet another strange request in good faith. Because now he could see her from close up, it would be a sore thing to adhere to his principles if she decided to disregard his wish and take a look. She really was beautiful. "Are they on?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: "Curious but Learning"(Xandi &amp; Captain Maltese)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn52</strong> on <strong>07-01-2011, 19:59:31</strong>
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				Rachel suddenly felt someones breath on her neck and ear and then he put something in her hand. His sleeve brushed across her arm and a shiver of goosebumps covered her body. He ask her to put what was obviously sunglasses on and that he would be happy to spend time with her. <br><br>Rachel began immediately putting on the sun glasses and she could smell that he was still close by, his cologne still lingered in the air. Suddenly Dominic said, <em>Are they on?"</em> she replied, "<strong>Yes they are."</strong> Even though she had the sunglasses on her face she did not open her eyes, he had not told her she could and she did not want to disappoint him. <br><br>Rachel thought that this test of his was interesting but she was unsure of why he was doing it, he was the one in control. Whether she saw him or not was completely his choice, but maybe that was the point she thought. It was her choice too, whether she did as he ask or not, as that thought crossed her mind a small smile crossed her face. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: "Curious but Learning"(Xandi &amp; Captain Maltese)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Captain Maltese</strong> on <strong>09-01-2011, 02:50:31</strong>
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				Turning back to the table Michael could see her face was still slightly wrinkled, and smiled as he sat down beside her. "You can open your eyes now if you like... it won't make any difference." The waiter came around and he ordered a cappuccino, then turned back to her. "Consider it your first little practical lesson? You have decided to give me your trust and put those glassed on even if you don't know me all that well, and I have decided to trust you will continue to do so. And we both know you can take them off at any moment... and you hopefully understand that if you do so, I will leave immediately and not come back. Even if I would rather stay with you. BDSM is like that all the way; giving trust, and repaying that trust with more trust. Giving away control on one level, even if you retain control in reality. If someone tell you to kneel, it is an order. And orders can be disobeyed, but in several ways. Maybe if the sub kneel on just one foot, or lie down or sit, it will be considered a disobeyance and punishment will be dealed out as the Master sees fit. But if you just walk away... it isnt't just disobeying, it is a show you are no longer interested in receiving orders. A Master will accept it, he will never run after you and force you to kneel... because he knows that from that point, you are no longer his. And you no longer have a Master. Perhaps it is for the best, if you felt it was right to walk away. For both. Just don't walk away thinking you will be forgiven for it, or kneel because you think you no longer have the right to choose to walk away. This is the real, modern world - you are truly only the slave of your own choices." <br><br>He placed a warm hand on top of hers, keeping it in place with a light downwrd pressure. "Feel that? This is all you ever need to know about bondage, and it ties right in with what I just said. An order moves you in one direction, bondage - like my hand holds yours - restricts you from moving in another direction. The order makes you feel commanded and makes your Master feel like a commander, and if you are both leaning in these ways you both enjoy just that. But the strap, or rope, or chain, is never so restricting that you cannot have it taken away with the uttering of a single safeword. The price is a two for one - you are no longer restricted, and might not be restricted by your Master in that fashion again. But ultimately you have the control no matter how much you enjoy the sensation of seeming not to have it." He pressed the hand a littler more heavily down on hers. "Feel this." He counted to ten, then&nbsp; removed the hand. "Now feel again. Your hand is free. If you enjoyed being restricted for that little while, you are a submissive by nature. It does not matter that you could have removed your hand in an instant." <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: "Curious but Learning"(Xandi &amp; Captain Maltese)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn52</strong> on <strong>11-01-2011, 01:15:19</strong>
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				As Dominic told her she could open her eyes, she realized the glasses she was wearing were special, although her eyes were open she still could not see anything and for a moment it was disorienting. His voice filtered through her immediate fear and acted as a calming affect, explain what was going on. As Rachel listened to him she tried to grasp what he was saying but it was all so foreign to her. Trust and more trust, it kinda seemed like double talk at first. <br><br>When he spoke of a master and the lack of forgiveness she was a little afraid. He gave her a practical demonstration of restraint and when his hand touched hers she jumped a little unaware the contact was coming and afraid to offend him. She grasp the idea of wanting to be commanded and handled and she also grasp the thought of how a master would feel in being trusted to do that, what she had trouble understanding was whether she was a true submissive. She liked the fact that he restrained her hand and that she had the ability to say a word and be set free but she did not like the idea of not being able to make mistakes and not being forgiven. Rachel was a practical woman and she knew herself all to well, she knew that she had a hot temper and and even hotter sex drive. Just like most people she thought or at least hoped she was not unusual in the fact that in the heat of passion she did not always think clearly nor did she want to, and this was what was her concern. <br><br>After Dominic finished speaking Rachel missed the touch of his hand on hers, but she smiled and tried to make sense of her own feelings. <br><br>She sat for a moment in silence before she had the courage to say anything. This was so different than any of the other times they had chatted online, this felt more personal and she didn't want to screw it up. Rachel took a deep breath and then said, "<strong>Dominic I am a little afraid. Not of you or of what you have said. I am more afraid of myself. I know that must sound crazy a woman of my age not being confident in things such as these, but I have lived a fairly shelter life at least in a sexual understanding sort of way. Please don't give up on me, I really do want to understand all of this, I think I just have to let it sink in. I really appreciate your time in trying to help me."</strong>&nbsp; <br><br>Rachel sat in darkness and the darkness did not even register anymore, what registered to her was that she was being given an opportunity and that Dominic was being generous with his time and she did not want to squander either.
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				Title: <strong>Re: "Curious but Learning"(Xandi &amp; Captain Maltese)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Captain Maltese</strong> on <strong>19-01-2011, 00:04:58</strong>
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				"I guess I might get a bit too focused on the philosphical side at times." Michael pursed his lips in thought. He had a feeling he wasn't getting through with the basics the way he intended. Perhaps he had planned this wrong after all. He sipped his cappuccino, then placed his hands over hers again more or less unconsciously. Thinking back through the conversations they had had up to this point, he found himself realising that her angle all this time had been the sexual side of this. An aspect he had consciously tried to keep a certain distance to in order to be able to focus on the more idealistic part of it. But looking at his favorite pupil now, from so close up he could actually scent her skin, he suddenly found the whole sexual aspect of bdsm sliding back into view with a vengeance. A view apparently shared by his manhood which now metaphorically cleared its voice and lifted up an arm.<br><br>"I will show you what I mean, instead." The change in his voice was marked, as all his neatly stacked plans were thrown in the bin and one new one was suddenly crystal clear. A vision of what he wanted now was singing a very loud and commanding song in his head. Michael put a couple of bills on the table, rose up and when he lifted his other hand from the table he lifted hers with me. "Stand up. You are coming with me. Keep the glasses on. Everything should become clear very soon." As soon as he could get her to a more private place...
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				Title: <strong>Re: "Curious but Learning"(Xandi &amp; Captain Maltese)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn52</strong> on <strong>19-01-2011, 12:06:29</strong>
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				Rachel could hear the love he had for this lifestyle in his voice. His passion for this was one of the things she liked the most about spending time with him in their online chats.&nbsp; He made her feel as if there was something she was missing by being so afraid all the time. When he used the word philosophical she thought about that for a moment. Was that what this was? <br><br>&nbsp;She was lost in thought and he had gotten quiet and then his hand was on hers again. It felt different this time, it felt natural and soothing. <br><br>His voice changed, in a tone that would not be denied, not that she wanted to deny him anything. He told her he was going to show her what he meant, and then proceeded to lift her hand indicating he wanted her to get up and follow. With the glasses on it was going to be difficult but she didn't even think twice about it. That commanding tone in his voice, the way his voice seemed to caress her very soul. She did as he said no questions ask. <br><br>Rachel noticed that when his voice changed so did something inside of her. The need to say a word became overwhelming. In a public place like this she couldn't stop herself, she didn't want to stop herself. She was careful to say this word so that only he heard her, she hope. When he helped her out of her chair and said, <em>"You are coming with me."</em> She softly said, <strong>"Yes Master."</strong> It was so natural and yet felt so good coming off her lips. Her body was tingling and her mind was completely focused on him. She would follow where he lead, and she knew now that it did not matter where that was.
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