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Blind Obedience

Copyright© 2021 by Master Jonathan

Chapter 2

BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 2 - A visually-impaired woman goes to a BDSM munch one evening and overhears a Master discussing the Life with others. She wants what he talked about so she contacts him in hopes he can help her...

Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Consensual   Heterosexual   Fiction   BDSM   MaleDom   Light Bond   Interracial   Black Female   White Male   Anal Sex   Analingus   Exhibitionism   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Sex Toys   Public Sex   Slow   Illustrated  

“That’s good to know. Such information will be helpful to me,” I said. “Now remember this position you are in now. You will be in it a lot – I use it whenever I want to talk to you or give you a lesson. There are a couple of other positions I use as well but this is the most used. The others I will tell you about when the need arises.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Now Eve let me give you an idea of what you have signed on for with me. Master’s like myself have two main philosophies on how to train a submissive. Some use pain as a training tool, figuring that the submissive will obey out of fear of getting punished. While that theory works, it only gets you obedience – it does not develop devotion and respect. The pain submissive respects the Master’s ability to punish her, not the Master himself.

“My theory is different. I train using the pleasure principle. My thoughts are that a submissive will obey my commands because when she does she gets rewarded with pleasure, such as getting to orgasm. She doesn’t fear me, but wants to please me because pleasing me pleasures her. In my theory, the sub respects me, is devoted to me, and tries hard to do what pleases me.

“I do punish when I need to, but a submissive under the pleasure principle is more hurt that I am upset with her than hurt from what I do to her. You have probably read a lot about this – how a submissive is crushed when she learns her Master is angry or upset with her, even before he lays a hand on her. The lecture is the worst part of the punishment.”

“Yes, Sir. I am glad you use the pleasure principle and I will do my best not to anger or upset you. I wish to be a good submissive, not a troublesome one,” she said.

“Well, you will find me a fair Master but also firm. The things I teach you are for your benefit as well as serving me. I want to see you succeed as well, I am not in the habit of training disobedient and headstrong submissives.

“Let’s talk about our individual responsibilities for a moment. Your responsibility is to listen to what I tell you and teach you, follow my commands and directions, and do all you can to please and pleasure me. You will learn my likes and dislikes in a wide variety of things – from food and drink, to the way you dress, the way you act, and, yes, the way you pleasure me sexually.

“I want you to continue working and I will not do anything that will endanger your job. I also will not ask you to do anything illegal, anything that will cause permanent injury, or leave permanent marks on your body. There will be other responsibilities that arise from time to time and we will discuss them before we do anything. Do you understand these responsibilities?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Now as for me, my primary and most important responsibility is your health and well-being. My job as your Master is to keep you safe while I train you to be a good submissive. Everything I do will be to that end. And that responsibility doesn’t just stop when you walk out my door. You are my submissive now 24/7. I do allow you to have your own life, but ultimately I am responsible for taking care of you.

“To accomplish this, you will have certain rules that I will expect you to abide by. Some of these rules are for your protection, and some are designed to keep you thinking like a submissive. I have already told you about seeing other men and masturbation. Those will remain as long as you are my submissive and my property.

“Some of these other rules include you aren’t to touch a doorknob or handle in my presence. It’s my job to open and hold the door for you. This includes building as well as car doors. When we go out, and we will, I’ll open the car door, seat you, and shut your door before I get in myself.

“At a restaurant, I’ll pull out your chair and seat you, then myself. These are simple gentleman rules, but there are few ‘gentlemen’ that abide by them anymore! And speaking of being in public, when we are together you will ask permission to be excused before leaving my side. This will let me know where to find you and about when to expect you back so if anything happens I can find you.

“You will walk on my left side when we walk together. The left side is the building side, putting me between you and the street for protection from splashes or other hazards on the street. It is also the side closest to my heart which is where I want you.”

“Aww Sir, that is so sweet!” she said.

“Lastly, you must always remember that your conduct reflects on me. Not everyone will understand our lifestyle, many think that my way is outdated, chauvinistic, and Neanderthal. But it is my way and frankly, they can keep their opinions, I don’t want them. You just conduct yourself as a lady and let me worry about the naysayers. Remember, you make the men jealous of me, and I will make every woman we meet wish she was you!”

I could see her swoon a bit at the last part of my speech. She was going to enjoy being put on a pedestal and treated the way every woman should be treated. I didn’t fully know her background and history yet, but her wobbly knees told me she hadn’t been treated right for a long time, if ever.

“Y-Yes Sir,” she said breathlessly.

“You can call me Master now,” I said.

“Yes ... Master,” she said, looking up at me with the widest grin I’d ever seen.

“Here in my home, you will call me Master. And I am sure if this continues on, eventually, I will be visiting you at home. I am Master there as well. It’s only when we are out in public, where others may overhear, that I am to be called Sir. And as for you, I have a new submissive name for you as well.

“A Master has the right to rename his submissive once he accepts her and I have thought about your name a lot this past week. Your new name is to be jewel as you are my treasure. But jewel is just one of your names. I will also be calling you slut, whore, fucktoy, and other names as well depending on my mood.

“These are not derogatory names, they are names said in the heat of passion and are meant to arouse and inflame us to make our play more exciting. Do you understand?” I asked.

“Yes, Master and might I add that I love being called a slut and a whore. I know I haven’t shown it, but I really love dirty talk ... it’s one of the things I find so hot and sexy about listening to porn videos. I can’t see the action, of course, but hearing the moans, the begging, and the dirty talk gets me so worked up, I ... well I used to have to masturbate to relieve myself!

“And I love my new name, Master, thank you for that. It’s a beautiful name and it makes me feel like a treasure,” she said.

“I’m glad to hear that jewel and what a fitting segue to my next subject. So tell me, my new plaything, what things do you enjoy sexually? What activities kinks and fantasies run through that pretty mind of yours? And don’t just tell me ‘anything Master’ because that’s a cop-out. I don’t want you to tell me what you think I want to hear, I want to know your tastes.”

“Well, Master, I like the usual things, you know sucking cock, getting my pussy eaten, fucking in all its forms and positions. You already know I like dirty talk, both talking to me and calling me names, as well as making me talk dirty.

“But I also like being humiliated and degraded, forced to do slutty things, and forced to have sex. I like discrete sex in public places like giving you a blow job in a public bathroom or movie theater.

“Also, I have a bit of an exhibitionist streak. I like masturbating for you and giving you a show or doing it under the table at a restaurant. Anything that will degrade me, humiliate me, and make me understand that I am here for your pleasure only and not to think of my own needs. Service to you is what’s important ... I get off on being of use and the dirtier it is the better!”

“That’s quite interesting, jewel. I would not have pictured you as such a nasty little fuckslut.”

“Well, Master these are my fantasies. Unfortunately, most of them have remained as fantasies to this point, but I am hoping one day to try them for real,” she said.

“I think that can be arranged. You have given me some good ideas for future lessons and training.”

“Thank you, Master. I’m glad and I look forward to my training very much,” she said.

“Stand up jewel,” I said. She stood up as directed and I smiled as I saw her tremble. She seemed to know what I was going to do next!

“Now put your hands on your head and lace your fingers together,” I said. I reached up and slipped her glasses from her eyes. She made a move to stop me, an instinctive reaction I’m sure, but caught herself and kept her hands where I told her. I walked around behind her and moved up close to her.

“You really do have a very nice body, my little slut. I’m going to enjoy exploring every single inch of this tight hot body,” I said in a soft low voice. As I spoke, I let my fingers trail down the inside of her upper arms toward her sides. My fingers ran down her ribcage slowly before I moved them around to her belly, following the waistband of her panties.

By now I could feel her body starting to sway in response to my touch. Her breathing had quickened as well. I smiled.

I ran my fingertips lightly up her stomach to just below her tits, I followed the crease under her tits, tracing a line just where they met her ribs. “You have very lovely tits, my dear. So full and firm, they are going to be so much fun to play with.”

“Ohhh...” she moaned softly.

She would moan a lot louder and more enthusiastically before we were done today!

My hands traveled back down her belly and I heard her softly groan in disappointment. She was hoping that my comment about her tits would result in some toying and playing with them!

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