The Ninth Wave

The author of The Ninth Wave talks about a relationship that began as “vanilla” but slowly opened a new world of sexual experiences:

From there, little by little, I started to reveal my fantasies. He laid me across his lap and spanked me. He tied me up. He put his hands around my throat while he fucked me. Then one day, I told him how I felt about leather.

He went out and bought me a collar. Not very good quality, but it was leather, and around my neck, and I had never felt so turned on and submissive in my life. He made me kneel in front of him and suck his cock. He led me around with a dog leash. He started fucking me harder, everything was more brutal, demanding.

Then he bought me the harness. Black leather straps that crossed between my breasts, encircled my waist, and went between my legs, with a large, cold metal ring that held my lips open cruelly. All I had to hear was the clinking sound of him pulling it out of the closet, and, like Pavlov’s dog, I would salivate. I would be wet and on the brink of orgasm before he even strapped me into it.

The Ninth Wave

Originally posted 2006-06-09 18:11:49.