1. Chain Story


    Date: 4/15/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: slaveshart1, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    didn’t think too much of it at the time. Now I realized that she had begun her journey to subspace. We talked about ordering a pizza so that we wouldn’t have to leave the room or get dressed. We knew that when we started the evening session that the finish would be way down the road and a long time from now. We discussed it and decided that it would be faster to go downstairs, grab a quick bit and a drink then come back to the room. She got dressed in jeans a quick pull-over top and was ready to go. Just before we left the room, as a sign of things to come, I bent her over the arm of a chair and gave her a really solid bare-handed swat on one cheek. It was solid enough that it stung my hand. She gave a cry that said she had really felt that swat. I gave her another on the other cheek. To my complete surprise, she dropped to her knees. She buried her face in the arm of the chair and cried for an instant. She stood up again but I could hear her softly whimpering. She never complained or asked me to stop but she assumed her position bent over the arm of the chair. Another solid strike, her knees buckled but she stood. A fourth (my hand was stinging enough that I had determined that would be the last before we left the room) and she dropped again. Same as before, she cried and stood back up whimpering; she even reassumed her position. I stood her up and told her that we were done for now. She wiped the tears from her eyes and ‘straightened’ herself up. Ready to go downstairs. As ...
    we walked to the elevator, she held my hand but was walking just a little behind and to the left of me. In the vanilla world this would not have caused comment but in our world she was being overtly and absolutely submissive to me. I recall looking into her eyes while we rode the elevator to the first floor, that she seemed ‘lost in space’. Thought maybe she had a bit too much wine this afternoon but with the benefit of hindsight I see that she was almost completely in subspace. Her body was functioning, doing what she was told, but her mind was very much elsewhere. We sat at one end of the bar, there were several folks that we knew from the previous night so I exchanged pleasantries. She quietly at my side, I ordered her a drink. After she got her drink and took a sip, she became really animated for a few minutes and tried to explain to our server that I had got her some garters for her stockings at the Bass Pro Shop. He gave her that practiced look of someone who was has listened to d***ks babble on. I smiled at him, as if to validate what he was thinking (no way to explain what was really happening), and he went on his way. I gently touched her leg and said that was a story that she didn’t need to tell everyone. She immediately and submissively quieted down; much to her credit. She was confused by my scolding though and talked absently, partly to me and partly to herself, about it for the next 10 minutes. The server delivered our dinner to the bar. I started to eat while I ...
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