Safeword: Storm Clouds (19 page)

"Well, it bound you enough so I know where you are if you tell the secret, or think about telling the secret. And I have an idea of your intent, whether it's an attempt to just tell our secret outright, or whether it's the twenty questions hinting around nonsense. But if you aren't telling the secret or thinking about telling the secret then I won't know where you are."

"So what is the next step, or, I guess, the first step?"

"The next step makes it so we can mind link; talk through our minds. When we are talking I can usually get a general idea of where you are, but only when the connection is open between us. At that stage if you know how to block, how to shield, then you can block me from talking to you and from getting a general idea of where you are."

"Is there something you can do so I'll know where you are?"

"No, sorry. All of this has evolved so Vampires could keep track of their humans, not the other way around. But, you can mind link to me at any time, and if you mind link to me and ask me where I am, I can tell you. Of course."

"Okay, what is the next step, after making it so you can mind link to me."

"The next step makes it so that we can share memories with each other. We open our minds to each other and then remember something and the other person sees what we are remembering. But, you need to know that once we hit that level you will be able to open or close the memory connection, but you may not be able to block me from talking to you and giving away your location to me. It pulls us that much closer and it takes a lot more skill for the human to block the mind link. Many humans can't, some learn how to do it after anywhere from a few months to a few years, but some never figure it out. I don't know what kind of skills you will have in that area."

"Is there a step beyond that?"

"Yes, but it's really designed more for a human who is planning to be turned at some point. It opens up all of your thoughts to me. Whatever you are thinking at the moment. Whatever you are remembering at the moment. It even allows me to go into your memories and wander around some if I want. It forces you to learn to shield all of the time. Any time you aren't shielding and we are near each other I will hear your thoughts and see your memories."

He was deftly eating the Chinese food with chopsticks now. "I had thought maybe we'd jump a step or two, but it sounds like they are intended to be done one at a time, to kind of let me learn about this shielding business. Can you explain how one shields?"

"It will sound corny to you, but you really just imagine a shield around you, and it is there. The better your imagination, the better the shield. You kind of have to hold the shield in place all of the time without thinking about it, that's the trick to it. When a child is potty training they have to learn to hold their muscles all of the time and only relax them when they are sitting on the toilet. As an adult, you don't even realize you are holding those muscles anymore, but learning how to do it was really hard. Shielding is kind of the same way, once you learn to do it you won't even realize you are holding the shield in place."

"How do I imagine it in the first place?"

"First you need to decide what kind of shield you think would work best. Some use metal around them, some new vampires put themselves in a big bulletproof glass bubble, some use space age foil like they supposedly found at Roswell, some build up a pretty stone wall, others pour concrete around them. Whatever you do it needs to enclose you on the sides as well as the top and bottom, and it needs to let clean energy in all of the time, but nothing else without your permission. It needs to be a few feet out from your body so it encloses your aura. It can be any material you want it to be, as long as your imagination will make that material hold off any kind of metaphysical attack."

"I kind of like the space age foil idea, made into a huge beach ball around me."

"Very good, whatever feels right is what is right for you. Some prefer an egg shape, but if the beach ball works for you then go with it. Imagine it around you, make it able to change shape so it is around you whether you are sitting or standing or sleeping in bed."

"It works the same way the other binding worked, but you won't have to take an oath while I'm doing it, and I'll put a different, ahh, cocktail, into your bloodstream when I bite you."

"Is this going to be another orgasmic thing?"

"It can be, doesn't have to be."

"Can we.. can we go to the bedroom and do it? Get undressed and do it, then have sex and at the end of sex you could bite me again and do the orgasm thing then?"

Kendra smiled, "Yes, we can do that. But I don't want to bite your neck twice tonight, so I'll put the first bite at your groin."

She smelled arousal, and nice hit of adrenaline. Oh yes, he wanted to do this. What she didn't tell him was that she could put something in her bite to give him a raging hard-on that would make him hornier than he could imagine, and that would keep him from reaching climax from that particular hard-on until her next bite. But then she realized that she should tell him, because she wanted to make sure she didn't blow his trust.

"Eric, I have something I can do with my bite. It will give you kind of a super hard-on, and then you won't come until I bite you at the end. It puts me in control of when your orgasm happens. Are you okay with that?"

He thought about it a minute and said, "If I tell you to give me the second bite and end it, you must do so immediately. You can bite me whenever you want to end things, unless I tell you to do it sooner, and then you must do it as soon as I tell you to."

She smiled, "Agreed."

They went to the bedroom and began kissing. Two Doms, both letting the other take the lead occasionally, but neither of them really submitting so much as taking turns being the aggressor. Or, sometimes both being the aggressor at the same time. She pulled his shirt off and he started unbuttoning her blouse while she started unbuckling his belt. He took her blouse off as she took his pants off, both of them maneuvering around each other like a well choreographed dance. Eric dropped to one knee in front of her and pulled her pants down. She stepped out of them and he stood and picked her up and walked the four steps to his bed, gently laying her down. He moved on top of her and kissed her and then she flipped him over and started kissing her way down his body. She worked her way down until she could put him in her mouth, though not much of it fit. She moved down and gave his balls some attention before moving to his femoral artery and biting, concentrating to numb it, then taking a drink, then putting the correct agents in to bind him properly, taking another drink, and lastly putting the bits in to give him a raging hard on. Just for good measure, after another few sips she added some more to give him even more of a raging hard on, because she wanted him to be so hard it hurt. So maybe she was being just a bit sadistic at the moment. When she drank the last little bit she heard him moaning. She slowly slid her fangs out and rubbed her tongue across the bite marks, making sure everything coagulated like it should and then that there was enough of her saliva to make things heal up quickly.

When she pulled up from the bite he raised up and pulled her to him, "God Kendra, I've never been so hard in my life. I hope to hell you are wet because I don't think I can wait until I get you that way."

That wasn't a problem, when she put the hard-on cocktail into his blood her body automatically prepared itself for sex. So she knew she would be wet. She rolled onto her back and said, "I'm wet Eric, no foreplay needed".

He rolled on top of her, poising himself between her legs. She lifted her legs up around his waist and he took that as an invitation to enter her. He drove straight into her, all at once, not giving her time to get used to his size. But that was okay, she didn't want him to be gentle. He was huge, and pounding into her like a madman - apparently taking her at her word that she would end it when she was ready to end it. She wasn't sure how long she could last before biting him, but she enjoyed the pain of it right now. And the pleasure, as he pistoned in and out of her. He changed his angle every so often, she wasn't sure if that was to use different leg and back muscles or if he was doing it to give her a different angle, but either way his timing was perfect because just as the pain got a bit intense he'd change angles and it would be bliss all over again. Kendra lost track of how many orgasms she had, some of them rolling orgasms, others the kind that spasmed through her body like an earthquake until she thought she might come apart. After what was probably thirty minutes he said, "Kendra," and she interrupted him, "Let me get on top for a while."

She was hoping he was just tired and if she offered to do the work, he wouldn’t want her to do the final bite just yet. He flipped them over and she rode him until she felt another orgasm coming on, then she zeroed in on his neck and bit him without warning. She didn't numb it as much as she normally would have, she wanted just an edge of pain to it for him. She injected the orgasm cocktail with some more of the bliss element, gave it a second to travel beyond the bite mark, and then she drank from him and orgasmed on him as he spasmed and climaxed beneath her. When she was sure they were both finished she added the numbing agent so it wouldn’t continue to hurt and then gave the proper attention to the bite marks before collapsing on top of him. Neither of them spoke for a long while. Finally she said, "Are you okay?"

"I'm not sure. I'm positive I couldn't stand right now if my life depended on it, though."

Kendra kissed his cheek and pulled up off of him, feeling him slide out of her as she did. She went to the bathroom and looked for the towels, but couldn't find them right away so she pulled the hand towel down and wet part of it. She cleaned herself up some and then went to him and cleaned him up before lying down beside him.

Your heart rate is smoothing out now, and you smell of contentment. I think you are going to live.

Wow, it worked. I can hear you in my head.

Yes, it worked. Did that just freak you out and make you need space, or make you feel closer to me?

I think the fact that you told me about it, asked my permission first, that made me feel closer to you. I mean, the things you can do, it's scary, but you've never done anything without telling me first, without me saying it's okay for you to do it. So I'm okay with things. Not freaked. Much, anyway.

Where do we stand with each other Eric? Are we going to continue as we have been, with the occasional date, not being exclusive to each other?

I've thought about that a great deal.

He shifted his body ever so slightly, so they were more face to face instead of side to side. "I need to do this part out loud Kendra, just to make sure we get this part right, okay?"

"Of course."

"I'm ready to commit to a relationship with you. If you’ll have me. I realize what I will be losing out on, and I think I have a decent idea of what I'll be gaining as well. I guess I have to assume we'll figure out the whole power exchange thing at some point. I hope you will trust me enough to submit to me again eventually, and I know that will work itself out once I earn your trust back, but I'm not going to push for it to happen anytime soon. And if you need me to submit to you first, I will, though we need to talk about some of my hard limits first. And I want to be clear that our relationship is not going to be built around a switch relationship, the vast majority of our power exchange will eventually be with you submitting, not me. But, until we get there", he gave a lopsided smile, "we just seemed to do a good job of vanilla sex. Kind of."

"Eric, that wasn't vanilla, that was me in control of when and whether you got to orgasm unless you safeworded. I mean, your safeword was just telling me you were done, but it worked the same way. You need to admit to what it was and not convince yourself it was vanilla."

Kendra saw his eyes change as she smelled a hint of anger and fear come from him. She didn't say anything, she let him work it out in his head.

"Damn. You're right. It wasn't a formal power exchange, but you were definitely in power and I had to trust that you would respect my wishes when I said them. And the bite on my neck hurt a little this time when it hasn't for more than a split second in the past. Did you do that on purpose?"

"Yes, I did. I wanted you to have just the smallest edge of pain with your orgasm, so I didn't numb it all the way."

Kendra could have jumped for joy when she smelled arousal. The idea that she'd wanted him to hurt a little at the end had excited him. She knew she'd need to point that out to him, and she wondered if he'd admit to it.

"Eric, that turned you on. The idea that I gave you a little pain at the end, you just got aroused by it."

She could see him bristling, "I thought you couldn't read my mind?"

"I can't, but I can smell the chemical changes in your body. Fear has a smell, anger has a smell, arousal has a smell. I smelled arousal when I talked about wanting you to have an edge of pain at the end. It turned you on."

"Now see, this part has the ability to freak me out. The idea that I can't hide these kinds of things from you, that you know what I'm feeling whether I want you to or not. I'm having a hard time with that."

She softened her voice, not wanting to sound defensive. "And I'm being as honest with you as I can about it so that I don't hide anything from you. It would be dishonest for me not to tell you what I know. It might give you the illusion of privacy, but if we are to have a relationship we have to be honest about everything."

He took a deep breath. "Just because the idea of it turned me on, it doesn't mean I want to submit to you. To let you hurt me."

"I understood why you hurt me as much as you did when I submitted to you. You needed to establish yourself as Master. I get that. And I will admit that once you warmed me up I even enjoyed the pain, needed it, almost. But I will tell you that while I do enjoy dispensing pain, it isn't necessary for me to do so in order to establish dominance. If you prefer, then during our first session with you submitting I can spend less than five minutes of an hour dispensing outright pain and still leave no question of who was in control when the session is over. Unless of course you give me reason to need to punish you, and then there would be more than five minutes of pain. But my point is that long periods of impact play aren't necessary in order for me to establish dominance. So, if that's what has you worried, you needn't be."