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Tale of a Dominant : Part 1

27 Jun

Fabian and Monica

She is perched at the bar next to him.

She crosses her legs on the high stool. He appreciates the muscle in her thigh, and the pronounced shape of her calf.

‘You don’t mind if I ask you some questions?’

They both know he will enjoy answering. It is a part of teaching. And he would like to tutor her in many ways. So he nods.

‘When did you know that you were … the way you are?

He raises an eyebrow and smiles. ‘The way I am?’

‘You know…  … a Dominant’  She doesn’t know why the word sounds utterly ridiculous and yet still sends a small shiver down her spine.

‘Ah. That.’  He is dismissive.

‘Are you not one?’

‘It has become such a cliché. I hate to be a cliché. That awful book … ‘

‘Fifty Shades?’

He raises his eyes and shakes his head. There is a silence. He begins to write spidery words on a single piece of paper with a fat Mont Blanc fountain pen. The ink is midnight blue. She cannot read them, although she tries.

‘Shall we just use Dominant as a label?’  She asks. Then after a few seconds. ‘After all, you do.’

There is an imperceptible shrug of his shoulders and a slight upwards curl of his lips. She takes it as assent.

‘So when did you know?’

He considers her question, his pen no longer at work.

‘I would say I always knew,’ he answers at last. ‘Certainly it has been with me for as long as I can remember. But I couldn’t define exactly what that ache was for a long time.’
He pauses.   ‘I have always adored women. Worshipped them. The female form has always thrilled me. And the feminine mind’

‘Is adoration important?’

‘Of course.’   He says it with absolute conviction. ‘It is adoration that makes me want to unwrap them slowly, body and soul. To explore every inch of them. To give them pleasure and pain. To have them in my power. To enjoy them completely. To possess them.

He moves his long slender hands as speaks. He is aware of her staring. He picks up his wine glass with his left hand. There is a simple wedding ring on his third finger.  It surprises her somehow. She makes a mental note to ask about it later.

‘There must have been a first? Your first D/s experience?’

He laughs. She likes the sound.  She inexplicably feels that she wants to make him laugh.

‘The very first? He asks her, raising an eyebrow,

She nods.

Then that’s easy. It was Julie. She was fourteen and lived in the house next door.

The woman is shocked and her face pales.

He gives a wicked grin.

‘She was in the same year as me, but at the girl’s school. I stripped her naked and tied her up one afternoon in her father’s garden shed. Amongst the power tools and the nails and screws, the lawnmower and the old paint cans. I laid her on the big wooden workbench. I seem to remember I tortured her very gently with a wire brush.’

The woman appears shocked but he knows she is fascinated.

‘Julie enjoyed it. It became a regular event. Until her mother caught us.’
He smiles at the memory.  ‘But that is a different story.’

There is a long silence. The words spill from the nib of his pen in dark blue, almost black ink.. She watches them materialise, unreadable, on the page.

‘Have you ever been tied up?’ He asks suddenly.

The woman shakes her head and gulps a mouthful of wine. She tries to avoid his eyes, until she feels compelled to look up. They meet his and something strange happens between them.

He tightens the cap on his pen and hands her the paper.

She blushes when she reads what he has written, a hand fluttering to her throat.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Fabian Perez.

 
42 Comments

Posted by on June 27, 2013 in D/s, Erotica, Lovers Past

 

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42 responses to “Tale of a Dominant : Part 1

  1. Maggie Carpenter

    June 27, 2013 at 7:26 pm

    Extraordinary. Absolutely, utterly, extraordinary.

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  2. clairebeare

    June 27, 2013 at 7:28 pm

    THIS is wonderful:

    ‘I would say I always knew,’ he answers at last. ‘Certainly it has been with me for as long as I can remember. But I couldn’t define exactly what that ache was for a long time.’
    He pauses. ‘I have always adored women. Worshiped them. The female form has always thrilled me. And the feminine mind’

    ‘Is adoration important?’

    ‘Of course.’ He says it with absolute conviction. ‘It is adoration that makes me want to unwrap them slowly, body and soul. To explore every inch of them. To give them pleasure and pain. To have them in my power. To enjoy them completely. To possess them.

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  3. Evelyn

    June 27, 2013 at 7:28 pm

    More more more.
    Don’t make me beg….

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  4. lunargirl

    June 27, 2013 at 7:48 pm

    Ah, to ever have that chance. The questions one might ask… Very much enjoyed this. 🙂

    Lunargirl

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  5. Master's Slave

    June 27, 2013 at 8:01 pm

    There are things of this world that implode or explode, and the human being is the only catalyst that determines its own decision of movement and balance. Sometimes life is intriguing and mysterious. Both, seething with hidden meanings. But it is the life I have chosen. The only veil that stands between perception of what is underneath the surface is my courage. And it is the surface I dare to breach.

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    • abbiefoxton

      June 27, 2013 at 8:15 pm

      Admiring your resourcefulness in the shed and her perfect surrender. One hopes for many, many parts to this story.

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    • Romantic Dominant

      June 29, 2013 at 9:43 am

      I could not have said it better. Smiles. Thank you.

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  6. thesacredroad

    June 27, 2013 at 8:40 pm

    you always leave me in awe. so effortlessly you tie emotion and enticement. i am ever left aching by the power of your pen. x

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  7. Marian Green

    June 27, 2013 at 10:46 pm

    I remember reading this before and thinking, I am that woman. Intrigued, facinated even… But a virgin to the actual act. I am still that woman.

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  8. Mandy the Quiet (@69quietgirl)

    June 27, 2013 at 11:17 pm

    Wow – that’s really good! Intriguing, evocative and…informative too! Looking forward to more in the series!

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    • Romantic Dominant

      June 29, 2013 at 9:46 am

      Thank you. I am glad.
      You might have to wait, I might make it a novel.

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  9. the invisible woman

    June 28, 2013 at 10:10 am

    what…what had he written?

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  10. the invisible woman

    June 29, 2013 at 10:20 am

    but i need to know…

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  11. the invisible woman

    June 29, 2013 at 7:06 pm

    indeed…

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  12. H.S.

    June 30, 2013 at 2:34 pm

    I am also left wondering what he wrote down…. Very good ending!

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    • Romantic Dominant

      June 30, 2013 at 3:51 pm

      It will have to remain a secret until I post the next part – or when I incorporate it into a book.
      Thank you, sweet H

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    • douryeh

      July 5, 2013 at 11:07 am

      Join the club 🙂

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  13. suzisummer

    August 9, 2013 at 1:50 pm

    Your writings leave me breathless..

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  14. Romantic Dominant

    September 8, 2014 at 5:51 pm

    Reblogged this on A Faded Romantic's Notebook.

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  15. georgeforfun

    September 8, 2014 at 6:17 pm

    Reblogged this on georgeforfun.

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  16. lesliemeeks

    September 8, 2014 at 6:21 pm

    My hand fluttering to my throat as my eyes are glued to your words. It gets better with each read. Thank you!

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  17. gemini

    September 8, 2014 at 10:37 pm

    I want to like this but I can’t as I liked it before 🙂

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  18. sweetsilverkitten

    September 9, 2014 at 4:00 am

    There will be more, right? There has to be more. What did he write? I need to know… Please?!

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  19. Gia

    September 14, 2014 at 9:29 am

    I do not want the part, I want the book
    Pleaseee!!

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