Safeword: Storm Clouds(18)

"I don't know if it's biologically the same, but we are still capable of that rush you get from danger, so whether it's still technically adrenaline or not, it works pretty much the same way."

True to his word, just before they would emerge out into the main part of the river he gunned something and they took off. Kendra had on khaki pants and a light pink tee with a light pink blouse in the same shade layered over the top. She finally had to fasten the blouse in front to keep it from trying to blow off. Her hair was blowing behind her and it was exhilarating. Eric drove like a madman, but it was obvious he was in control and was having fun with it. It was a nice fall night and the moon was very close to being full. They were in a very wide part of the river that looked more like a lake than a river and the surface was so smooth it almost felt like they were gliding on ice at times.

After a while he stopped in the middle of the river and shut the engine off. He reached for her, then pulled her to him and kissed her. He was vibrating with energy and that kiss made her want him worse than she'd wanted him yet. Suddenly, she had to have him. But this was a small boat built for speed, and while sex would be possible on it she didn't think it was the best place for their first time.

She started to say something but Eric beat her to it. "Kendra, since you aren't used to submitting I will assume you don't have a safe word?"

She moved her head to the right and back again once and he said, "Okay then, raindrops. Your safeword if you need me to lighten up on the intensity or maybe just talk about things but not go out of power exchange mode is raindrops. When you are hang gliding if someone yells out raindrops then you look around to see if it's going to stay a light rain so we can stay up, or if it might turn into a downpour, in which case we'd all head down to the ground. So, raindrops won't end the scene, it will just make us take a look at where we are without leaving the power exchange to do so. But, If you want end the scene and go completely out of the power exchange then your safeword is storm clouds. Okay?"

She smiled. "Raindrops and storm clouds. Got it."

"Okay, I know we haven't negotiated, and I know I need to take it slowly in some areas, but..."

Kendra knew he didn't want to order her into it, he wanted her to take them the rest of the way. And she trusted him all the more for it because she knew it was his way of solidifying the consensual part of things so there could be no doubt they were both ready. And though she was terrified, she was ready. "Yes, I know. It's time. I feel it, too."

He kissed her on the cheek and then looked her in the eyes as he said, "I'll stay with the pretty normal stuff since we haven't talked about limits, but if I accidentally hit on something that is a limit I need you to tell me right away. Later on in our relationship there will sometimes be restrictions on your speech, but tonight you can speak at will as long as you include a Sir somewhere every time you speak. Understand?"

She nodded her head.

"No Kendra, I need you to answer me verbally."

Damn, she was trying to hold off on calling him Sir as long as possible. He obviously wasn't going to let her get away with that. She took a breath, hesitated, then said, "Yes Sir, I understand."

"Take the blouse off and your bra off and hand them to me, please. Leave the t-shirt on."

She unbuttoned her blouse and took it off, handing it to him. Then she reached behind and released her bra before pulling the bra straps down and off of her arms. After that it was just a matter of pulling it up and out of the front of her shirt. When she handed it to him he put it in his pocket. He reached out and felt of her left breast through her shirt, circling the nipple and then lightly pinching it. Not enough to hurt, just enough to show he could, she guessed. It was very hard for her to keep her hands where they were and not reach to move his hands. When he moved to her right breast her hands actually raised up a few inches but she put them back down right away.

"This is hard for you. I can see it. And you wouldn't believe how much it's turning me on. Is it turning you on, Kendra?"

"Yes... yes, Sir."

He smiled and then handed her blouse back to her. "Put this back on so you don't get cold. We're going back to the yacht now."

When they pulled back in he told her to fly back up to the walkway and then he fiddled with a bunch of ropes and climbed up and flipped a switch that brought the little boat back up into its little cradle. Once it was safely stowed away he flipped another switch and the huge garage door closed. Taking her by the hand, he walked her downstairs to his bedroom.

"I'm going to go upstairs and get something. While I'm gone I'd like for you to remove your clothes. All of them. When I return I expect to see you standing beside the bed with your hands behind your back and your head lowered. When I come back into the room you will keep your head lowered until I give you permission to look up. Do you understand these instructions?"