Sessions part 3

After we went over the rules, Jordan led me downstairs to the dungeons. I tried to control my laughter at hearing the word dungeons since we are not in the 1800s. But once I stepped downstairs, I realized it was every bit of a dungeon than I thought.

We went to one of the doors that had a one-way viewing glass. I witnessed nothing out of the ordinary. A woman with no clothes on is tied down to a bed. She looked nervous and aroused. Her nipples were hard and her skin flushed pink. Then I saw the cause of her unease.

“That's dangerous. Is he going to use that on her?” My anxiety and fear surfaced immediately at seeing the man grab what looked like hooks attached to a strap belted to his hand.

“Do you wanna leave Trina? Or are you going to observe for your assignment?”

Keeping my attention on the scene that was playing out, I noticed she was not showing any fear but more anticipation. Her breathing was rapid. She licked her lips a few times, and the minute the metal tip met her skin, she took on a calming expression.

Being tired to the bed and unable to protect herself, she welcomed the feel and bite of it.

“I see you finally seeing and not assuming. Not everyone is the same Trina. The woman who is tied to the bed is an elementary school teacher who enjoys a little pain in her sexual activities.

The man with the claw you see works for sanitation. He feels he has no control over whether to advance in the company where he has worked for several years. He is in control in this space, and she enjoys letting go.”

Observing the two caused a visceral reaction that I hate to admit to myself.

Her body started to tremble.

“Do you want more? Speak” The man asked

“Yes please, Sir.”

“No, You have not earned more.”

“Please, please Sir What is it that you want.”

“Your mouth  and you pussy and you ass. I want it all.”

(I prepared my self to see him take her. This is for class nothing more.)

“Trina tell me what you see.”

“He is withholding giving her pleasure to get what he wants.”

“That is all that you see.”

Scanning them both, I could not figure out what I was missing.
Jordan let out a tired breath and said.

“He is with holding her pleasure because she is not ready. He has been with her a few times and knows that she needs to be wetter than what she is.”

“She likes pain, so wouldn’t..”

“Pain on her skin, not in her pussy. She’ll be too tight.”

“And you can see that from here?”

“Let me ask you a question. Did you see her orgasm?”

I turned to him and said, “No.”

“No. Many people like different levels of pain.”

The sexual interaction did culminate with both having a release.  She had multiple orgasms with the first having the hooks gliding over her skin in sensitive areas.

“Do they always find release? Or is this one-sided?” I asked.

“You're very clinical in your statement. There's nothing dirty and saying the word cum. Do you find that word offensive?” Jordan asked as he continued to watch me more than anything else.

“No, it's just a form of detachment, and since I have to write this assignment, I'd rather stay as clinical as possible.”

“To answer your question, not always. You will see that not all of them want that release. That is for another day. You said you had a week to write this assignment. Come back here tomorrow and you will see another scene.” He stated as he turned around and proceeded back up the stairs, leaving me staring at his back.

“I can do this all in one night; why must I keep returning?”

He stopped in his tracks, but he did not look at me.

“You will discover the answer.” He continued walking, and I followed behind him, very confused.

Present day

To say Jordan is not observant is like saying there's no water when surrounded by it. No, he wants me to figure out something. What is it about Alondra Sandals?