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Control and Submission - part 2
‘So what exactly is sensory deprivation?’ you ask, curiosity piquing your interest. ‘And how does it enhance the feeling of control and submission?’ Luc leans back on the bed, his eyes never leaving yours. ‘Sensory deprivation is when one or more of your senses are taken away,’ he explains. ‘In this case, we’re talking about sight.’ You nod, already feeling a shiver of anticipation run down your spine. ‘By taking away your ability to see, it heightens your other senses – touch, smell, taste, and sound,’ Luc continues. ‘It creates an intense focus on the here and now, leaving you completely at my mercy.’ Your heart races at the thought of being so vulnerable in front of him. ‘And how does that enhance the feeling of control and submission?’ Luc smiles, a devilish glint in his eyes. ‘When your senses are deprived, every touch, every sound becomes amplified,’ he says. ‘It creates an overwhelming sense of pleasure and vulnerability, making you more aware of your own body and my control over it.’ You can’t help but feel a rush of excitement at the prospect of experiencing such intense sensations. ‘I … I want to try it,’ you say, your voice barely above a whisper. Luc raises an eyebrow, clearly surprised by your willingness to explore this new aspect of BDSM. ‘Are you sure?’ he asks. ‘Once we start, there’s no turning back.’ You take a deep breath and nod. ‘I trust you,’ you say, your voice firm despite the butterflies in your stomach. Luc smiles, his eyes filled with both admiration and desire. ‘Very well,’ he says, standing up and walking over to a nearby shelf. He picks up a black blindfold and returns to stand in front of you. Your pulse races as Luc gently takes your face in his hands and places the blindfold over your eyes, securing it tightly behind your head. Immediately, the world around you is plunged into darkness. ‘Now,’ Luc says, his voice low and commanding. ‘I want you to focus on every sensation – the sound of my voice, the feel of my touch, the scent of the room.’ You nod, your heart pounding in your chest as you wait for him to begin. Suddenly, you feel a cool sensation against your skin as Luc trails an ice cube down your neck, sending shivers through your body. The contrast between the coldness of the ice and the warmth of his hand is electrifying, making every nerve ending come alive. Luc continues to tease you with various sensations – a feather brushing against your skin, a soft brush tickling your belly, a warm breath on your neck – each one driving you closer and closer to the edge of pleasure and desperation. You can’t help but moan and gasp as he expertly plays your body like an instrument, pushing you further than you ever thought possible. As the scene intensifies, you become overwhelmed by the sensations and beg Luc to let you see again, but he refuses, insisting that you must learn to trust him completely. In the midst of your desperation, you confess your deepest desires and fantasies to Luc, revealing your true self and further solidifying your connection.
You shiver with anticipation and desire as Luc traces a path of kisses down your neck. His lips are soft, yet insistent, making you arch your back and moan. You feel his warm breath on your skin, sending shivers down your spine.
He pulls away slightly and whispers in your ear, ‘You like that, don’t you?’
You nod, unable to form words as he continues his sensual assault. His hands move up your arms, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. He takes a feather from the table beside him and begins tickling your skin, starting at your wrists and slowly moving up your arms, across your chest, and down your stomach.
The light touch of the feather sends shivers through you, and you can’t help but squirm under his ministrations. Luc chuckles softly, clearly enjoying your reactions. He continues to tease you with the feather, circling your nipples without ever quite touching them.
You moan in frustration, wanting him to touch you more intimately. ‘Please,’ you beg, ‘I need more.’
Luc ignores your pleas and dips his fingers in warm oil. He massages your breasts, circling your nipples until they become hard and erect. The slippery sensation of the oil against your skin is both arousing and maddening.
He takes a cold ice cube from the bucket beside him and runs it along the inside of your thighs. You gasp as the contrasting temperatures send shockwaves through your body. The coldness of the ice is electrifying against your heated skin, making you shiver with pleasure.
Luc moves between your legs, teasing you with his fingers. He brushes against your clitoris but never quite touches it, driving you wild with desire. You can feel your arousal building, and you know that you’re close to the edge.
He takes a vibrator from the table and turns it on, the buzzing sound sending a thrill through you. He keeps it just out of reach of your climax, teasing you mercilessly. You arch your back, trying to get closer to the vibrations, but Luc holds you in place with a firm hand on your hip.
‘Please,’ you beg, ‘let me come.’
Luc whispers in your ear, ‘Not yet, my dear. You must learn patience and control.’
His words send a shiver through you, and you realize that he’s right. In this moment, you are completely under his control, and there’s nothing more arousing than surrendering to him completely.
You close your eyes and focus on the sensations coursing through your body – the warmth of the oil, the coldness of the ice, the buzzing of the vibrator. Luc continues to play with your body, alternating between pleasure and teasing, driving you closer and closer to the edge of release.
Finally, unable to take it anymore, you reach your breaking point. ‘Luc,’ you cry out, ‘please let me see again.’
He smiles and gently removes the blindfold from your eyes. You blink in the dim light, adjusting to the sight of the room filled with mirrors reflecting your entwined bodies in various positions. The visual stimulation is too much, and you feel yourself spiraling over the edge.
‘Look at yourself,’ Luc commands, his voice low and seductive. ‘See how beautiful you are when you surrender to me.’
You gaze at your reflection, seeing a woman on the brink of ecstasy. Your hair is disheveled, your skin flushed, and your eyes filled with desire. You watch as Luc continues to tease you with the vibrator, the sight of it sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body.
With one final thrust, you experience an intense orgasm, your entire body shaking with the force of it. You cry out in ecstasy, your voice echoing off the mirrors around you. Luc holds you close, his arms wrapping around you as you ride out the waves of pleasure.