BDSM

The conversation Rune had with Leslie about BDSM went on much longer than he expected. Rune was interestingly surprised by everything he learned. Simply based on what Leslie had shared with him, he realized that he would greatly benefit from reading the agreement he had signed, as it seemed like there was a lot more to it than he could have assumed there would be. He also concluded that he had very little understanding of the BDSM way of life compared to what Leslie was doing, which didn't surprise him considering Leslie had a lot more experience than him. "What do you think of what we discussed?" While maintaining eye contact, Leslie had her hand on Rune's thigh.

"I believe there will be a lot to learn because it's new to me, but I'm good with it."

"If you trust me to guide you, you'll be fine. Now we need to create a safe word. As I've indicated, there may be times when I exceed your comfort level, and if so, I need you to express that."

"For me using a safe word of your choice. We can use a Red, Yellow and Green color scheme. Red means you want me to stop. Yellow means I'm approaching your limit. Green, you are good. The color scheme approach helps me check myself during our sessions, which is helpful. However, you can choose a safe word that has meaning for you; I'm fine with anything that suits you." Leslie suggested.

Rune bit his lip as he tried to concentrate; the color scheme sounded simple enough to remember, but he also wanted to consider it, so he asked, "Can I think about it?"

"Since I don't intend for us to engage in much activity tonight, I'll let you decide until our next scheduled meeting. Please stop biting your lip in my presence, especially when I'm trying to reason with you." Leslie said as she squeezed Rune's thigh.

Rune shifted a little on the bed but couldn't make any significant movement as Leslie gripped his thigh tightly. "Good."

"I will present you with a questionnaire that must be completed before our next meeting. Do you understand?"

"Yes, I'll make sure it's done." Rune replied while consciously trying to hide that the change in Leslie's tone made him nervous.

Leslie let go of Rune's thigh and said, "I want you to stand up, take off your robe, proceed to the middle of the room, assume a downward dog position and keep your eyes closed. You will not move unless I give you permission."

Rune did as he was told without hesitation, not sure what was going to happen to him and as he got into position he was thankfully familiar with the downward facing dog pose from a few yoga classes with Joshua. As he anticipated what was coming next, he felt a little self-conscious about being naked and exposed in the middle of Leslie's room.

He was aware of the sound of footsteps coming up behind him and had a strong urge to open his eyes and look, but Leslie made him too nervous to do so. “I'm going to need your help counting,” Leslie said as she stood behind Rune.

Rune's mind raced with thoughts as he replied, "Okay."

"Number!" Leslie said as she brought her hand up and moved her belt forward, hitting Rune in the bottom.

Rune's eyelids opened and a scream escaped his lips. "Start counting, Rune." Leslie demands.

"One." Rune whimpered a little.

Leslie raised her belt and repeated her actions, hitting Rune with more force than before. "Two!" Rune cried, tears streaming from his eyes.

When the third blow landed on his back, he lost his balance and fell to the ground while saying "three".

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TO BE CONTINUED........