The First Steps into a Larger, Brighter World (Balen & Dahling)
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				Title: <strong>The First Steps into a Larger, Brighter World (Balen &amp; Dahling)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Balen</strong> on <strong>03-11-2010, 20:52:52</strong>
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				Kvan stood in the room he reserved for comfortable submissive education. He was upon a pine wooden floor, attending to the last details of the day. It was a clean looking apartment, with most of it decorated in a variety of different cultures and traditions. He enjoyed traveling and that much was apparent in the mix of décor. The room he stood in however, was very practical, there were no details here that could distract from the purpose he intended, as such it had plain white walls and clear wooden surfaces.<br><br>For their first session together, everything in the room was completely open, there was no obviously hidden surprises. Today was about trust, and foundation. Kvan always took his time, proceeding with self control, and a desire above everything to attend to every detail of the event, no matter how small. The only way in this situation to know these details in depth, was to test everything on himself first, to understand firsthand exactly what it felt like to experience it. Kvan always went to great care that his submissive today would not experience anything that he didn’t specifically want of her, to fail to do so would be unforgivable.<br><br>In the corner of the room was a luxurious four poster bed, draped in a rust red color. It was there but it was a symbol, a reward, and would remain so during the session. The apartment was high up and so the metal blinds were closed to the outside world, nobody would disturb them here, for they were on the upper floor, and he had already been sure to purchase the three floors below, each having its own theme. Today for his purposes the center of the world was here, nothing else mattered, no other detail, they were completely contained together for the duration.<br><br>On a polished oak dressing table were several cheap, paraffin candles, of the sort that burned at a low temperature. Most were white, but a few had specific colors, these were dissolved dye colors not pigments that could become separated and so sting unintentionally. These details were incredibly important, expensive beeswax candles were the worst to use, as very few individuals could handle the high degree the wax burned at. Whereas paraffin candles burned at a much lower temperature, and were quite pleasurable when applied correctly. A bottle of baby oil was also behind the candles, if the focus of his attentions required a softer approach. It would also provide its own diversions at times. A small paint brush was laid on the table in front of the candles, beside a few plastic trays.<br><br>There were two metal buckets, one with partially frozen ice in, and one with cold water with two towels over the side. The ice was not frozen at extreme temperatures for the very same reason that beeswax candles were not used, it was unnecessarily rough. He had more in the fridge depending on how long the session lasted for. <br><br>Of the many items present, finally there were a black silk blindfold, and six green silk scarves on a small stand next to him, a few leather items in a clear plastic box, and a soft red silk whip. A screen for privacy was in the opposite corner from the bed if she was required to change, nothing was assumed at a first meeting.<br><br>Dressed in comfortable black jeans, and a smart black, short sleeved t-shirt, with a thick brown belt around his waist, he stood to his full height, Kvan was finally satisfied the room was ready. Pulling the large leather chair into view, it had clips for ropes or arms and feet to be attached securely. Currently it was completely open and comfortable, looking simply like an inviting place to sit. The upper floor had the lightest design of the furniture he possessed, still its purpose was clear, it could be dipped or raised to provide a table or seat. Underneath it was a black towel, to stop any wax staining the wooden floor.<br><br>“You may enter now, please close the door as you do so,” he said through the open doorway. They had spoken over letter, and at the door he had welcomed her in, now it was time to see if she would be a good match for him. Nothing was assumed, this was an exploration, a first session, nothing more.
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