“Gary, it seems to me that when I’m in this house, we should have some basic protocols in place, regardless of whether or not we advance beyond just a conversation.”
“Oh, yeah, I mean, yes, certainly.”
“Good. While I am in this house, I will expect you and Rochelle to refer to me as Sir. That will help keep you both in a proper mind-set. Do you understand?
“Uh, yes…Sir.”
“Excellent. We’re off to a good start. Why don’t you go upstairs and inform Rochelle of this. I’m sure she’d be grateful for the chance to avoid any more faux pas’.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Gary said that about as fast as he could, and clambered up the stairs.
“Oh, and Gary”, I called up after him, “I expect you to come right down. Rochelle can make her own entrance.”
“Yes Sir” came the voice from upstairs now. It couldn’t have been a minute before he came back down the stairs and finally figured out that showing me the living room was a great next step. It was a typical open plan suburban setup. The living room lead into the dining room, and that led to the kitchen around the corner, blocked by the staircase. The fantasy artwork on the walls and decent sized DVD and book collections confirmed my suspicions. They were hard-core sci-fi/fantasy fans. I’m not going to say nerds, because I liked sci-fi too, although not enough to read through multiple long YA fantasy epic series like them. I doubt they’d ever read Asimov, Clarke or Heinlein, but who cared. It meant we had a common language. People with an affinity for the creative or imaginative always seemed better suited to kinkier sexual activities.
Gary motioned to a spot on the couch for me to sit.
“How about you sit there, Gary? I’ll take this chair over here.”
That was fine with Gary, who sat on the couch. I took a high-backed wooden chair from the dining room, and placed it in front of the couch with the back facing out. It put me a little higher than them, and felt a little more serious to me as I leaned my arms against the back of it. I didn’t want to start in without Rochelle, so we had a minute or two of uncomfortable silence. Luckily, Rochelle did not want to keep me waiting. She came right down, and stood between us before sitting down.
“Um, how is this, sir? Does it meet with your approval?”
“Yes, it does. You look very attractive in that dress, and ready for our discussion.”
That was the truth. She’d picked a flowery black dress that looked right for fall, with a pair of low black heels. I suspected she didn’t have anything higher, or maybe she just wasn’t secure about walking in them in front of me. It didn’t matter. She looked good. The dress matched her dark shoulder-length hair, and her ample curves filled it out nicely (yes, they were ample. Can’t think of a better word to describe them). Much better than a pair of jeans. Although now that I thought about it, her nice round butt had looked really good in those really tight jeans as she’d hurried up the stairs. That must be why she’d picked them in the first place.
Rochelle started to sit down, but I stopped her.
“Rochelle, you should serve refreshments to Gary and I before we get started.”
“Oh, uh, yes sir. Anything you’d like?”
“Why don’t you select something, and we’ll see how you do.”
Rochelle disappeared into the kitchen and came back with a tray of ice teas. I indicated that was fine. After that was settled, I stopped her from sitting on the couch again. I took the footrest from an easy chair in the corner, placed it in front of the couch just to the right of Gary, and motioned for her to sit on it.
“I think that would be best for you, Rochelle.”
Rochelle sat down on the footrest and I took my seat across from her. Gary was behind on the couch to her left. It had the effect of isolating her while also keeping her near her husband. She had to sit up straight, while he could slump a little in the couch.
“So”, I led off, “you want to be dominated.”
“Um, yes”, said Gary. Rochelle was letting him do the talking again. This seemed to be their default arrangement. Gary didn’t elaborate beyond that. I was clearly going to have to lead this, but they needed to participate. They’d have plenty of opportunity to be silent unless spoken to later.
“I know you’re nervous, and you have every right to be. It would be unnatural if you weren’t. But I’m here now because you wanted me here, and because I want to be here. Nothing happens beyond this until all three of us feel like it happening. But in order for that to be a possibility, we need to have a serious discussion. I’m sure you have questions, concerns. I want to hear them now.”
Rochelle turned back to look at Gary, and I imagine he knew what was foremost on her mind.
“Uh, about your fetish list…Sir…”
“Yes?”
“Well, there are plenty of things that Rochelle, I mean we, think we might want to try. Uh, but others, and not many, just a few, we’re really not sure on. It’s just a few, not too many. Did I say that part already?”
“You have limits, right?”
“Yes, I think so. This is all so new to us.”
“Gary…and Rochelle, I respect any limits you may have. That is something you should always feel confident about bringing up in the beginning. I’m glad you did.”
Gary and Rochelle both looked a little relieved.
“However…”
Okay, they looked a little less relieved now. Funny how words like “however” and “but” always have that effect on people. I let my strategically placed “however” hang for a moment to watch their expressions change.
“…If I choose to dominate Rochelle here, everything on my fetish list will be on the table.”
Yep, they looked worried now. Gary more so than Rochelle, which was very interesting.
“If I am going to take the time and trouble on a regular basis to drive here, get to know you both in the most intimate way possible, and train Rochelle to serve me as the kind of slave that I require, than you will need to know that everything on my fetish list will be a possibility. That is a deal-breaker for me. If that’s a deal-breaker for you, I respect that, and I’ll be on my way shortly.”
“But, you drove all the way out here, Sir”, said Gary.
“Of my own volition, Gary. There is nothing to feel guilty about there. I wanted to come out to meet you both face to face and see where this could go. I will add, that discussion of fetishes and activities will always be on the table. If we are to start soon, like today for instance, I will not be running through the whole list anyways. Certain activities, that you’re probably the most un-easy about, will wait for another time, after Rochelle has become more secure in her servitude.”
What did I get from Gary and Rochelle? Basically, more staring. I stood up.
“Why don’t you discuss this among yourselves for a few minutes. Gives me a chance to check out your backyard. Take your time. Send Rochelle when you’re ready to talk to me some more.”
I spent about five minutes examining their patio and garden before Rochelle slid the sliding door open.
“Sir? I think we’re ready now, if you’d like to keep talking about this.”
Once I was back in my chair, Gary led the discussion again.