Aubreys Playground

:Seventeen:

Lori considered herself to be a little bit of a feminist. She for sure believed there should be equality between the sexes in every right, she often cringed around the toxic sexist jokes that men often found themselves telling to one another, she sighed and rolled her eyes at the age-old debates about if women still knew how to cook and clean? As if those normal everyday life skills needed in order to survive was only designated to the female species. A grown man thinking he didn't need to learn how to cook or have to cook himself a proper meal because he had a girlfriend or a wife to do it often left a stale and concerning expression on her face. She followed the everyday topics in women's rights groups, yet she often struggled to make peace with the paradox of wanting to submit to a man in the bedroom, despite her frustrations with how women were treated in general. Eventually, she gave up searching, hoping that she would one day trust a man enough to totally relinquish control.

Yet there she was in a man's home, allowing him to check over her naked body like she was a vegetable in the produce section, she fell into place upon him stepping to her, she walked and stopped when he told her to, touching him when he gave her permission to, only speaking when spoken to or told to, she found a man that naturally made her body react to him, this feeling was the complete opposite from her last Dom.

"I need you to understand that if you do not like something or do not feel comfortable or do not feel safe in something I am doing to you. I expect you to say your safe word and I will immediately stop. I will not be angry, I will not be mad, I will not punish you for stopping me. We will sit and discuss why you are feeling the way you are and we will then decide if the act will continue or happen again. Your safety, comfort, and happiness are of my main concerns and you will tell me immediately when they change, do you understand?" Lori stared at Aubrey as he stood in front of her, half-naked and in perfect shape telling her, her feelings were one if not the most important thing to him. Perfection was a bit of an understatement. "Lori." He repeated.

She snapped from her daydreaming. "Yes, sir. I understand. I will tell you."

"Good." He pulled a black sleeping mask from his pajama pocket and walked towards her. "I am going to make you climax three times during the Trust Game. You do know the difference between cumming and climaxing, right?"

"Uh, yes." She nervously replied as he placed the sleeping mask over her head. He stared at her, a grin on his face then proceeded to place the mask over her eyes.

"Good. Can you see anything?"

"No, sir."

"Walk to me." He ordered her doing his own testing. He took a step back then two steps to his right. Watching as she put her hands out feeling for him, wirley stepping towards where she thought he still was. "Stop." He stepped behind her pressing himself to the back of her body, his hands snaked themselves to her hips and around to her pelvis, his lips barely touching her ear, his skin was warm and smooth. "I am going to make you climax three times. Once tonight with my fingers, once tomorrow with my mouth, and once Sunday with my d**k. Do you understand?"

Lori's chest rose. "Yes, sir." She said breathlessly.

He moved her hair from her neck and pressed his lips to the side of her jawbone, she let out a moan and pressed herself into him. "Every round I am going to take away one of your senses until you are totally dependent on me. for us, it will be the three most important ones. Tonight it will be sight, tomorrow it will sight and hearing, and Sunday it will be sight, hear, and touching. You have skills such as your memory to help you throughout this training. Let's find out how much you trust me... Babygirl." He said finally acknowledging one of the pet names he agreed to call her. Lori took another deep breath, Aubrey stepped back and was no longer touching her, with only one of her senses gone she was already depended on him. "Walk forward, straight ahead. Do not stop until I tell you to." Lori took slow but steady steps forward, her natural instincts kicked in, arms out in front of her, fingers spread feeling around for anything before she hit it. "Arms down at your side, you are to trust me, I won't let you run into anything." He ordered her. She inhaled then exhaled and dropped them to her side but her footsteps became sluggish cautiously dragging them across the floor.

"Sir?..."

"I'm still here." He assured her leisurely walking behind her. It was a boost of confidence, a small boost but it was better than nothing. She continued her unsteady steps through the doors of the bedroom and down the hall, she frowned, the bedroom was big but it wasn't that big her breathing sped up her arms naturally went back up out of fear. "I will not tell you again, Lori." Aubrey's voice rang out heavy behind her still trailing her heals, she jumped and immediately dropped them to her side. "Stop. Turn to your right." Aubrey placed his hand to her hip, she jumped at the unexpected touch.

"Sir?..." Lori said breathing harder as she realized she for sure was no longer in the bedroom.

"Yes?"

"Are we at..."

"Yes." He pressed his thumb against the locking mechanism the black intimidating door she found herself staring at just an hour ago was now being pushed open yet she still had no clue what existed behind it. "Walk forward." she complied, another jolt to her shoulders as she heard the door close behind them. "You did well."

"Thank you, sir."

"You will not just see this room. You will earn the privilege to see this room, do you understand that?"

"Yes, sir."

Aubrey grabbed her by the hand and pulled her towards him, she stumbled grabbing at his hand to steady her feet. "You may touch me at any moment you'd like to touch me. Do you understand?"

"Yes, sir."

Aubrey's ways seemed lineate, it made her question his permission and she was right to second guess it. He was allowing her to experience him only to take it way through her senses, he allowed her to see him shirtless admire his body and the very large and noticeable print between his thighs then took it away with the blindfold, he verbally spoke to her allowing her to hear him, only to eventually take it away from her, he allowed her to feel on him touch him when she wanted only to take it away from her.

He sat down in a chair positioning her in between his legs, she blindly placed her hands to his arms feeling how smooth and solid they were slowly sliding them up to his shoulders. Lori took her time feeling him up imaging the way he looked before he blindfolded her. Every time he placed his hands back to her body she'd twitch not knowing when and where he would place them, his hand slid between her thighs and grabbed at the thickness of it, his thumb grazed her lips, he could physically see and feel the wetness ease its way out of her and down the inside of her thigh. He had felt her, played with her, even had a teasing taste of her but finally seeing the perfection between her legs and even then he truly hadn't seen it completely, he began to question his own self-control, his erection was growing stiffer by the minute almost painful, the thought of something new, untouched, only him touching it, being the first to make her feel what she hasn't was eating at him. Lori being temporarily blindfolded was the only thing saving him, the look on his face showed he was cracking, that at any moment he was going to disregard all he told her.

Aubrey turned her around and pulled her down to his lap, he positioned her legs over his forcing them open, he pressed his palm to her chest forcing her to lay back against him, she used his shoulder as a pillow, her body completely relaxed as she felt his hands cup her breast, his right hand slid down her stomach and back between her thighs, he played over clit pulling moans and whimpers from her, the grinding against his pelvic was making matters worse for him, along with feeling how wet she really was, her legs completely open he was able to get his fingers deeper, how whole hand from fingers to palm where dripping.

"You remember what you have to do? I will not remind you."

"Yes... sir...." she let out between her breaths.

"What do you have to do?" His middle and ring finger pumped in and out at an even pace, while his other middle finger held steady against her clit working in a circular motion. Her breathing had become erratic. "What do you have to do!?"

"I have... to ... ask you .... to c*m!"

"That's right, you have to ask for your orgasm." He clenched his teeth. "Ask me!"

"MAY I... I." Her words were cut off by her moaning, her celibacy had completely rid her body of the approaching sensation even Aubrey felt as though he was asking her of too much, there was no way she'd be able to control her climax if he told her no, and wouldn't be her fault.

"Ask!" He ordered again, this time against her ear.

"MAY... I c*m!?..." She finally let out.

"c*m!" He replied back as he curled his fingers and slightly pulled upward inside of her.

Her moans were no longer moans, just loud satisfied screaming, she gripped at his arms dipping her nails into them, he pressed his free hand to her pelvis applying pressure to ease the overpower sensation but kept his fingers positioned inside of her and continued lightly working them, her eyes firmly pressed shut, her mouth wide open, her screaming had subsided, just heavy breathing as she tried to calm herself, her chest caved in and her thighs still shook. Aubrey held steady giving her body a minute to calm down, once he felt her thighs drop down to slight twitching and her walls no longer contracting he slowly pulled his fingers from inside of her.

"One... Thank you." She said breathlessly, her eyes still closed and clenching to his forearms, granted her mind was clearly elsewhere she still managed to remember the procedure.

"You're such a good girl, you remembered. To think I thought that brattiness was going to get you in trouble with me." He whispered in her ear. She was still doing her best to come down from a high that she had never been on, her thighs still twitching here and there, her breathing still being able to be heard. Aubrey sat up. "Can you stand for me?" He asked.

She reached for his hand still blindfolded and stood to her feet, he looked down at her thighs as she pressed them together, the whole area was sensitive and walking wasn't going to help, she was still sticky and wet with it dripping down her legs. He chuckled and leaned down wrapping his arms around the back of her thighs he hoisted her over his shoulder he proceeded towards the door and walked back towards her room.

"Here, I'm going to put you down."

"Ok..."

"Keep your eyes closed I'm going to take the mask off, the bathroom lights are bright." She nodded, he reached for the blindfold and pulled it from her eyes. She slowly opened one allowing it to get used to the light. She squinted looking around noticing she was in the bathroom of her bedroom. "Come on, you have to pee." She sat down as Aubrey stepped to the sink to wash his hands. "You ok?"

"Yeah, I'm tired... sir." She shrugged sluggishly as she reached for the toilet paper too.

Aubrey stepped to the closet and pulled a washcloth form it, he drenched it with warm water and handed it to her. She slowly grabbed it and wiped the insides of her thighs cleaning herself up, he then handed her the towel that was laying across her bed from early to dry herself. Lori stood up and washed her hands Aubrey sat waiting for her on the bed, both feet propped up on the bed frame his elbows resting on his knees.

"Come on."

"Did I forget to count and say thank you? I don't remember..."

"You did, you remembered."

"Oh ok, good."

She climbed into the bed completely unbothered by the dozens of pillows in her way, she pulled back the covers and sank into the mattress.

"You did good." Aubrey said leaning over and pressing his lips to hers, he grabbed the side of her face and caressed her cheek with his thumb. "You going to be ready for tomorrow?"

She laughed with her eyes closed. "Of course, sir."