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Spanksmuch005 -> Then she became 3 (5/19/2014 7:34:10 PM)
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[font="Tahoma"[size=2 Like Bond has Q but a little different. *chuckle*
She (not to be confused with me….ya know, I know a friend who has a friend kinda thing..wink)
There were so many things to learn and discover…Terms that were heard of before but not quite fully understood. Or how they fit into this new realm she entered. A settlement of the mind to get past things that were considered perhaps off putting at first but the knowledge and understanding did come in time. Accepted. Understood. Learning. Always learning.
Her name was Vanilla. He gave it to her, as it was the opposite side of the door that she came from. She even learned the distinction. She didn't like that name but for all intents it fit. She didn't think there was anything wrong with it, she just hoped there wasn't a V stamped on her forehead either.
She was told to read. To read a lot. I can tell you so much, but there are many who can tell you more. In their written stories, their experiences in real time. Talk and ask questions. And so she did.
Over time she had her own adventures. Her own stumbles and falls. She was learning. Learning not to be afraid of her body, but to be confident in it. And so she did.
He then changed her name to Mango. Hmmm an odd shaped fruit she thought. Oh so much more than that, Mango. A ripe and juicy fruit to be enjoyed. Sweet, succulent, dripping even. You have that power over yourself. Desired.
She remained Mango for quite a while. She was learning even more now. Her perceptions of things she thought before were well, different for her now. She would have never really had the courage to learn, if he didn't help her. She would always come to him and tell him of her adventures. She told him of her first spanking. He listened to the way she would talk about how she felt before (nervous) to during (her pussy wetting to the slap, one after another) to the after (the reddened cheeks and the heat she could feel coming off of them) the sting that stayed, that she remember for a while.
Months went by and she was now called Passion. Such stages I am going thru. Everything has a progression, he told her. Passion for you now yearn for things you never knew of before. Passion to feel, to want, to give, to be taken. She nodded, he was right and at this stage probably knew her way of thinking better than she knew herself.
She told him of a man that she met, that would take her further then he has. He knew she was ready.
This man talked with her. She felt safe with him. She made him laugh. She was comfortable going through the next set of doors with him. Communication is a big thing with me. Do not take any pain or troubles and hold them within yourself. Talk to me, always as I will do the same.
Trust. This was a pretty big learn as you go sort of thing. For with out it, none of this makes sense. Trust in yourself that I will take care of your needs. Trust that I will care for you. Accept the trust that you give to me will be held in the highest regards. She gave him her trust and communication and lastly herself.
He took her to places of pain that were only followed by sheer pleasure. So much that she had read about but when it is your own, it certainly means and feels so much more. She never thought she could feel and accept anything that he has shown or done to her,. She waited for those times with growing anticipation. Her wetness evident as soon as she walked in the room. His collar, worn now with pride. Awaiting for it to be around her neck. The smile he would give her as the lock, clicked closed. My girl.
The first man listened as she told him of his Passion and her new path. The acceptance of both his collar and cock. The love for where he has taken her. Her growth as both a person and a partner. Her what were limits, were now experiences of growing D/s relationship.
A new name was given. All tropical fruits were off limits, Mango then was fitting, no more. Passion is always evident, but something that was between them, more of an inside joke. Which you may or may have figured out by now, and if not, then by all means, Passion is something she will always answer to…]]
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