Jack and Jessica were in their mid thirties and the baggage that came with having several decades of dating history. They met on Match a few months prior and things had been progressing nicely. They both had busy schedules with work, but still managed to see each other a few times each week. In the bedroom, things were satisfying, although somewhat vanilla and often followed a familiar pattern. Jack assumed that Jessica was pretty vanilla; nothing in their history suggested otherwise. Jack definitely was interested in a bit of a more adventurous turn.

One evening, while out to dinner, Jack was trying to be his usual attentive self, but seemed a little distracted. There was something he wanted to bring up, but wasn’t sure where to start. While he had had other partners, it was always a bit awkward to bring up his interests, particularly not knowing what the other party would be ok with. He wanted to be honest, but did not want to scare her away.

Jack tended to fidget a bit when nervous and was doing so now. They were in a quiet section of the restaurant, the waitress not near. Jessica could tell something was up. They were still in the honeymoon stage of the relationship where they hadn’t really had a fight; possibly some awkwardness while getting to know each other, but nothing out of the ordinary.

So, she brought it up. “Hey, you seem a little… off. Is everything ok?”

Jack took a deep breath to steady himself. “Definitely. I was wondering if we could, maybe, talk about.” He paused, looking around, before continuing, “the bedroom.”

Jessica nodded, looking slightly concerned. “Of course. I thought things were good in that department?”

“Absolutely. They definitely are. I just wanted to see if there is anything else that could be brought into what we do?”

“OK. I guess we could. What were you thinking?” She still seemed understandably hesitant.

“Well, is there anything you are really interested in that we aren’t doing?”

“Not that I can think of, but you obviously do. Don’t think I’ve ever seen you so nervous, so out with it. What’s up? Can’t be that bad, right?” She smiled, trying to reassure him a little.

He nodded. She was right. He had a management position at a school district and was generally in a stressful environment 10 days out of 10. He usually was great at masking his emotions and putting on a façade. That wasn’t working here.

“Well, no. At least I don’t think so. I’m just not sure it’s things that are super common or mainstream and I didn’t want to scare you off. Still don’t, but they are things I think about and I felt that it would be best to be honest with you. I want things to work out and, I think long-term, honesty is the healthiest option.”

“I can agree with that, so what freaky, perverted things are you into?” She was mostly joking, but there was certainly a heavy silence that descended as soon as the waitress came over to refill their glasses.

“Please, when you hear me out, don’t think of this as a demand or a requirement. My being interested in something doesn’t equate to you needing to participate in it.

“I’ve been thinking about it. There are really at least 4 things that I’ve mentally kept separate, but they’re related. I guess you could say that they all relate to power dynamics.” Jack was usually relatively articulate, but Jessica wasn’t really catching up with where his thoughts had run to; in fairness, he had just dropped it on her and he had been thinking of it for years.

He could tell that he was on the verge of losing her goodwill. People only have so much patience and he was using much of hers. So, he continued. “Basically, I like giving up control. I really enjoy it when the other person is in charge.”

“So, you want me to be in control?” Their current dynamic was very much give-and-take, but in a more traditional environment. She sipped her iced tea, comfortable making him wait. “You said that there are four things. What’s number one?”

He turned red. “These aren’t necessarily in order; they’re just interrelated. The first is probably bondage.” His face was almost as red as the marinara on the plate. “I get really turned out being restrained, tied up, not able to resist.”

Jack paused and after a moment, realized she hadn’t said anything. So he asked what she was thinking.

Jessica gave him a considering look and then said, “I’m reserving judgment until the end. All things considered, I guess being tied up isn’t that out there. Number 2?”

“Spanking.”

She blinked. “You want to hit me or you want me to hit you.”

“Really, either. If it was something you wanted, I could do it. But my main thought was being the recipient. Bonus points if I was tied up while it happened. See? Inter-related.”

“I guess. Have you ever had it done?”

“One partner would, but she wasn’t really into it. It was more playful. Never felt it or had any marks the next day. Was enough to verify that I’m into it though.”

She nodded. Jack felt that she was almost staring through him. “Three?”

“Three would definitely be pegging.” Seeing her confused expression made him realize that the lay person might not be familiar with the term. “It’s Anal. I know that’s a no-go for you; I’m not asking you to change that. It would be you using a strap-on to penetrate me.”

“Huh. I only tried Anal once and it was very unpleasant; it hurt a lot. I’ve never heard of pegging; actually thought strap-ons were mostly for lesbians. You’ve done this?”

“Not a lot, but I’ve explored enough to know that I like it. It feels really good and I get off on the role reversal of it.”

“You seem to be going in order from most tame to least. Almost nervous about number four.”

Jack was biting his lower lip. She’d figured out the game and he was a little more worried about the last than the previous 3. She’d shown remarkable poise by not leaving the restaurant already. Dared he go further? In for a penny, in for a pound.

“The last is a little less mainstream…”

When Jessica only raised an eyebrow, he said “Here goes nothing. Have you ever heard of chastity?”

“I mean, I know what the definition is, but I’m guessing that there’s more to it than that?”

“Yes. It’s not about not having Sex. I Love our Sex life. It’s more about control. I have a chastity cage at the house. If it’s ever something that you think you might want to explore, I wear the cage and you hold onto the only keys. Has nothing to do with cheating; it’s really just about trust. It’s giving you complete control over not only if I get to get off, but if I even get to get hard. Some people try to convince their partners that they’d be more attentive or always try to make sure that their partner comes first; I think partners should be doing that anyway. It just goes back to trust and control for me.”

“Wow. That’s a lot of pressure to put on me. I’m guessing you’ve tried this before?”

Jack nodded.

“What’s the longest you’ve spent in one of these cages?”

Jack didn’t need to think. He immediately answered. “23 days. It wasn’t completely continuous. There were times I was able to have an erection, even have Sex, but I was not allowed to finish and I was put right back in the cage afterwards.”

“Well, you certainly gave me a lot to think about. I’d like to think before really committing or rejecting the ideas. I think it likely took some guts to tell me all that. Thank you for telling me.”

“Thanks for listening and not running away. If you decide you’re not interested in exploring anything, this relationship is more important to me than anything else. I won’t bring it up again if you don’t.”

“I appreciate that. I’d like to understand a little bit more. Maybe we can go back to your place and you can show me where you’ve been hiding all this stuff? What was that smirk?”

“Well, we definitely can. If you want, I could show you a little bit now?”

“At the restaurant? What can we do here? Nothing illegal right?”

Jack laughed and shook his head. He took out his phone and pressed a few buttons. Then slid it across the table. The app was simple and straightforward. There was a circle at the bottom that you could bring up to control something…

“This is kind of a combination of 1 and 3. 1 because once I give you the phone, I can’t stop you. 3 because there is a 1.5 inch remote control vibrating plug in me. You control it with the phone.”

“Haha. Really? I never would have guessed before dinner.”

At that moment, the waitress returned to take their dessert orders. Ever polite, Jack was looking at the waitress and did not see Jessica pick up the phone. As he was ordering, she turned it to 100% and his voice went up a few octaves. He managed to steady himself and was able to get through placing the dessert order without making too much of a fool of himself, though the waitress did give him a funny look. As soon as the waitress left, Jessica burst out laughing and asked, “What? Too much?”

She turned it down to 20% and he finally allowed himself to breathe. He very much wanted to avoid “topping from the bottom.” If she was participating, he just wanted to enjoy it.

“100% is intense. Just caught me off guard.”

Jessica turned it back up to 50%, keeping eye contact the whole time. Jack tried to maintain eye contact and resist the urge to close his eyes and moan. Jack felt a foot feeling him up under the table, Jessica had kicked off a sandal to better see whether or not he was getting excited.

“Wow. You’re rock hard. You really do enjoy this.”

“I wouldn’t have made such a production otherwise.”

“Why did you wear this? You didn’t know how I would react?”

“I guess I figured if you reacted poorly, we likely wouldn’t have been intimate tonight and you wouldn’t have seen it. If you reacted positively, I figured it might be worth a shot.”

“I have a dare for you. You up for it?”

“Of course. At least I think so.”

“No backing out afterwards.” Seeing him nod, she continued. “I want you to go to the bathroom, take your underwear off, come back, and put it in my purse.”

“Yes, ma’am.” A shiver went up her spine at ma’am.

Jack tried, and mostly failed, to covertly readjust himself before getting up. The bluetooth eventually lost connection, so it just continued on at 50% power. He was wearing dress slacks with a blazer. Trying to keep himself as private as possible, he went to the furthest stall. While inside, he saw the shoes of another person in the next stall. After a minute, he tried to surreptitiously remove his shoes, then his pants, and his boxers. He got dressed again, carefully tried to hide his raging hard-on, and put his boxers in the arm of his blazer. It might have been all in his head, but he swore he could hear the buzzing of the vibrator.

Back at the table, Jessica was taking the time to spy on his phone. Like most gentlemen, he had a secret Porn stash. There was a locked photos app that she couldn’t get into, but there was plenty that she could. Reddit in particular and a hidden browser logged into bdsmlr.com were particularly insightful. The more that she browsed, carefully making sure no one came too close to see what she was looking at, the more turned on she became. As Jack walked back to the table, he stopped to give her a kiss and slipped his underwear into her oversized purse.

“Mission accomplished?”

“Yes, although I think the guy next to me noticed something was up.”

She giggled, then changed a setting that she found on the app. It was a specific pattern that repeated over about 30 second bursts. As Jack very lightly sighed, she said, “I guess you like that one. Why don’t you pay the bill and then we can get out of here before you leave a stain on your pants.”

“You’re not wrong.”

“By the way, your phone was pretty enlightening…”

“Uh oh. Care to explain?”

“Not really.”

They paid the bill and Jessica was sure she saw a small damp spot on his pants. As they drove home, they had conversations about their normal topics: work, their schedules for the upcoming week, what to do over the weekend. The vibe strayed on, the pattern occasionally changing, and Jack tried to focus on not getting in an accident. That would totally ruin the mood.

As they pulled in the driveway, Jessica brought the conversation back to where it had started. “You mentioned 4 topics that you’re into that are all related around power dynamics. Going through your phone, I think it’s really 5.”

Jack groaned. Jess just smiled and said, “You wanted this. Can’t get mad at me for playing along.”

Jack smiled. “You’re right of course. It’s that dichotomy. There’s a part of my personality that always wants to be in control. I know that contradicts the whole rest of the evening, but what can I say?”

Jack got out of the car and when Jessica did not, he got back in. “So what did you find?”

“I’m pretty new at this, but I think you get turned on by being embarrassed. Some of the photos you liked on your phone suggest that at least. Plus you get to be out of control. Would you agree?”

“Maybe. Probably. I don’t know. Yes,” Jack stuttered.

“Give me your keys.”

Jack complied.

“Here is what we are going to do. I’m going to go inside and lock the door. Once I’m inside, you are going to open the trunk, strip naked as the day you were born, put the clothes in the trunk, and then come to the front door. I’ll let you in. Tell me you understand.”

Jack exhaled. “Wow. Yes, I understand.”

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, ma’am?

“I could get used to this,” Jessica said self-contentedly as she exited the car and went inside.

Jack took a few moments to collect himself, made sure the car was unlocked, then got out and went to the trunk. He tried to strategize what would be the fastest way. Folding was out of the question. He kicked off his shoes and pulled off his socks. Possibly a little weird in the winter, but not crazy. Next went the blazer and his shirt. He’d never hated buttons more. Lastly, his belt and pants in one motion went in the trunk.

He closed the trunk and ran to the door, his boner bobbing in the breeze. He knocked on the door as quickly as possible, though not loudly. He didn’t want to alert a neighbor.

Jess opened the inner door, but left the glass screen door locked. She smirked and pointed to her wrist. Jack was impatiently moving his weight from foot to foot. He looked at his own wrist.

“Damn. Come on, I’m naked. I’m going to be arrested.”

“Not a good start at following directions. I said naked as the day you were born.”

He swallowed what he was going to say, nodded, and jogged back to the car. To be safe, he opened the truck and tossed his watch in. As he turned, he saw headlights as a truck turned onto the road. As he heard the honk, he knew he’d been seen. He was aware enough to notice Jessica’s smile as he rushed back to the now open door.

Once the door was closed, Jessica kissed Jack fiercely, pushing him until she had mounted him on the stairs. Jack was stunned; this was not their normal dynamic. She was grinding against his erection and kissed him until he was breathless. She was in disbelief that she was so turned on; bondage and femdom had never been in her wheelhouse, but she was as turned on as she’d ever been.

Slowly, she forced herself to get up. Once he stood up, all Jack could say was “wow.” Jessica grabbed him by his erection.

“This makes it so much easier to lead you around,” she joked as walked up the stairs. She kept her hold until she got to the bedroom, leaving him no choice but to follow. She sat on the bed and he tried to follow her down, assuming they would follow their normal routine and end up moving Love. She put a hand on his chest and just shook her head.

“Why are we here?”

“Existentially?”

“Very funny. What did we come here to do?”

“Oh right. You wanted to see my equipment?”

“I can already see your equipment. It looks like it may explode,” she laughed as she stroked him ever so softly. “Why don’t you show me what you have?”

Jack forced himself to bring his attention away from the stroking. “Right, well I have four straps under the bed.” He walked around the bed taking them each out. “They let you restrain someone spread-eagled to the bed.”

She nodded. This seemed obvious, even to her. “What else do you have hidden?”

“I needed a way to hide everything so the kids can’t find it accidentally. Stay here? I’ll go get my stash.”

She agreed and changed the pattern to a more powerful one that definitely got his attention. He walked to the walk-in closet and took down a carry-on suitcase. Carrying it back, he put it on the bed and started to unlock the luggage lock keeping it closed. She put her hand on his.

“Why don’t we try a few things? It will give me more to go on.”

“Sure! I don’t want to pressure you though. Didn’t you want to think about things for a few days?”

“Yes, but I’m interested. This will give me more concrete ideas to think about. I didn’t expect to be interested when you were explaining it, but I am. Maybe it was the wine. Take out something I can use to restrain you to start.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

Jack quickly pulled out 4 cuffs that all had an individual master lock. “These all use the same key,” he said, as he handed the key to Jessica. They were heavy duty leather cuffs that could not be removed once the lock was on.

As he was methodically putting each on his wrists and ankles, then adding the locks, Jessica asked a question. “Do you like it that you are completely naked and I’m not?”

“Well, I Love when you’re naked, but I admit this does turn me on.” Jack grabbed what looked like a cloth plus sign with a clip on each end. “Do you want me hogtied or spread eagle on the bed? Also have a rig where you can restrain me standing up with my legs spread and my hands over my head.”

She thought for a moment. She grabbed the clip in Jack’s hand and said, “Why don’t we start with the hogtie, then maybe we’ll switch if I feel like it. How does this work?”

Jack laid on his stomach on the bed, his head facing the end so he could see what Jess would be doing. He bent his knees and put his hands behind his back. “It’s tighter with rope, but you just clip each of the cuffs and it really restricts movement.”

Jess leaned over him on the bed and clipped everything together. “Voila,” she said, clapping her hands. She loved how stuck he was and told him to try to get out.

“Pretty sure I’m stuck.”

“Humor me,” she replied. As he fruitlessly struggled, Jessica discretely took a few pictures. His hands were above his Ass and the plug was clearly visible. After a minute of that amusement, Jessica grasped the plug. She’d never played with someone’s Ass before, but as she pushed it in further, Jack moaned and started humping the bed. Jessica unbuttoned her pants and started rubbing her clit. Gaining control with some effort, she pulled out the plug. It came out with a pop.

“Wow. That’s been in you all night?”

“Yup.”

“Interesting. I saw you humping the bed a minute ago. No coming for you tonight. This is about learning.”

“That may be easier said than done. You’ve been teasing me with that plug for an hour and I’m hogtied on my bed. Do you have any idea how long this has been a fantasy?”

“I can imagine, But you are the one who said you want me to control your orgasms. Do you follow directions?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Good. Now, let’s see what you’ve got.”

The first section of the suitcase held various spanking implements: a paddle, a flogger, and a crop to name a few. There were also things like a wooden spoon, a hairbrush, and a bathbrush that could more easily be explained away if someone found them. Jess experimented with using the crop on her own hand to get a feel for it, then she brought it down on the side of his Ass, leaving a red souvenir behind. She raised an eyebrow and waited.

“Thank you, ma’am,” Jack said as he tried to keep his composure.