The Submission of Emma Marx Page #5

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His gentle nature masked such intense power.

I felt instantly safe wrapped in his arms.

I spoke of the gift he left for me at work.

My concern over his presumptive nature that I would one day succumb to anal sex!

What do you want me to do with them?

They'll prepare you...

for...

...anal

he derived great pleasure from my honesty.

assure me that...

Look nothing in this relationship happens without you being okay with it. You know that.

But what if I'm never okay with it?

Don't worry. You'll be begging me for anal before you know it.

It didn't seem to compute. The possibility of my begging for something I never wanted.

But I wasn't going to over think things.

I wanted to relish in this moment.

Him spoiling me.

Him worshiping me.

He was the perfect balance of pleasure and pain.

And it was intoxicating!

The first few weeks served as a mini-boot camp for sexual deviance ....

...as we both solidified the rules of our relationship.

My bedroom is off-limits.

When you're here you sleep in one of the guest bedrooms.

You wear what I tell you to when I tell you to.

No resistance.

Our weekends begin at noon every other Saturday.

Enter the house and kneel at the front door.

Until you are instructed to do otherwise.

Do not get up no matter how long you're forced to wait.

No matter how long you're forced to wait.

I control your orgasm.

Which means absolutely NO masturbation.

Absolutely no touching my face ever!

You call me Mr. Frederick.

And nothing else. Your coffee Mr. Frederick.

You make me happy.

[keys snap]

And as each week progressed....

So did our individual commitment.

Discovering the pleasure of pain....

...and the sweetness of reward.

He continued to test my limits.

You beg me to.

And my personal boundaries.

I enjoyed the deviance.

And relished in the tenderness!

And before I knew it... I wanted nothing more than to give him everything he desired.

He was right.

I don't believe....I was begging for it!\

Uhhh!

And slowly...my walls began to crumble.

The closer and more connected we became.

And eventually everything came easy.

Like we were free falling.

[foot steps]

I'm ready.

Woo.

[breath catches] Ohh.

Please give it to me!

Please you've been so good.

Do you want it now? Yes please.

I want it! I want it please!

Go ahead and give it to me now please!

Go slow!

Oh please!

Oh thank you.

But like they say...

...nothing worth having...

...ever comes easy.

I really can't decide. I really like teal but Sidney hates teal. Though it really shouldn't matter to anyone but me.

Hey guys.

Teal or no teal for the bridesmaid's dresses?

I thought you weren't trying to make a big deal out of your wedding?

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