Since I only had to stop in briefly, then head out to meet clients, thankfully I wasn’t late to meet them. I’d only talked briefly with Mariah to get my schedule for the day before leaving again. She’d frowned at my brisk demeanor, but I didn’t have time to spare.

My first couple was a pair I hadn’t met before outside of the office, Tara and Chase. They hadn’t been together long, but were already feeling the strain of hidden desires. I knew Tara from when she’d been in another relationship. She had a hard time simply expressing what she wanted without me there because of her past. I was working to get her to open up and not fear every man would be like the one who’d made her so afraid to share herself.

We were meeting at Tara’s because it was where she was most comfortable. When I arrived, they were both waiting on the couch for me in jeans. My suits often made me feel overdressed, but also in control. I wasn’t the one getting intimate, they were, so they were the ones who needed to be comfortable.

“Welcome, John.” Tara smiled and shook my hand.

“Tara. Chase.” I nodded at each of them as she closed the door behind me. “Since I’ve already met with Tara about today, I’d like to have her go prepare while Chase and I chat for a few minutes.”

“Okay,” Tara said eagerly before sauntering down the hall. If I didn’t know what she’d been through I’d think she was simply enjoying the voyeurism of having someone watching them, but there was a lot more under the surface when it came to her.

“How are you feeling, Chase?” I asked sitting next to him.

“Anxious. I’ve never done anything like this and I’m afraid I won’t be able to, uh, perform.” He looked down at his hands as he picked at his nails.

“You’ll forget I’m even there after a bit, I promise. Now I know we’ve talked about a lot of topics in my office, but today I want to specifically address spanking and restraining, as that is what Tara requested we start with.” I crossed one ankle over the opposite knee and leaned back against the cushion.

“I’ve never done either. I suppose you could say I’m all vanilla,” he laughed softly, but I simply nodded. I knew he was, but that was easily changed when done in small amounts and as long as he was comfortable and open minded.

“I’ll be there to guide and teach you. Don’t be afraid to speak up if you are uncertain or uncomfortable with anything. Now, how about we go see what Tara has prepared for you?” I stood and he followed after, swallowing hard. He led me toward the bedroom even though I knew where it was, but he didn’t know I’d been in her house before with her ex and I wasn’t about to tell him.

He stopped in front of the door that was left slightly cracked and wiped his hands on his thighs before pushing it open farther. A breath hissed out from between his teeth at the sight that awaited us.

Tara was leaning over the foot of the bed, naked, her ass pushed into the air. There were scarves piled to one side of her and a riding crop on the other. Her body was already flushed and her folds glistened with her arousal.

“If I wasn’t here, where would you start?” I whispered to Chase. He cleared his throat and shifted uncomfortably.

“I’d bang her just like that,” Chase said, shyly.

“No, that’s not how it’s going to happen. Strip to your boxers,” I instructed and stepped back from him to give him a bit of privacy to do so. He hesitated for a moment before finally pulling off his shirt and shucking his jeans. “Go stand on the side of the bed and I’ll show you how to restrain her like this.”

He nodded and moved to stand next to her.

“No, next to the bed, not her.” I stepped behind her. “If you are going to touch her, it’s to show her who is in control, not to arouse her.”

Running my hand up the center of her back firmly, I snagged a handful of her hair and pulled her head up off the bed. A gasp left her, but she wiggled her hips against me.

“Do not move or I will be forced to punish you,” I growled at Tara, who whimpered but nodded. I turned to look at Chase. “Like that.”

“Uh, okay,” he stuttered.

“Now, take one of the scarves and wrap it around her wrist then pull it back to wrap it around. Knot it around her ankle. It’ll spread her wide and make it hard for her to wiggle around much, which is what we want,” I instructed and watched as he attempted to do as I asked. Surprisingly, he did it quite well. “Repeat it on the other side now.”

The position made her spread her legs wide to the sides of her full mattress while holding her torso flat against the bed so her wrists could almost touch her ankles. If the scarves had been shorter, we’d have to find a different way, but I’d known they’d be long enough.

“Behind her. Touch her as you move so she knows where you are, unless you want to surprise her. That’s a benefit of this position. You can do as you please and she is at your mercy. Remember, though, this is about trust. She is trusting you not to take it further than she wants, and you are trusting her to let you know when she’s had enough.” I moved beside him and lifted his hand to her ass. “Caress, squeeze, her flesh. It’ll start the increased blood flow she desires. Make her want you, want more of what you can give her, what she can’t get from anyone but you.”

After a few moments, I could tell he was getting the hang of it. He used both his hands on her bottom and she thrashed on the bed, moaning out her desire for more.

“Now.” I nodded once at him and he knew instantly what I meant as he lifted one hand and brought it down against her ass. She groaned and yelled for more. He repeated the move, but harder, on the other side.

“Yes!” she screamed out. “Harder!”

I stepped back as Chase took over and took turns slapping one side then the other. When her skin was bright pink, I returned to his side.

“Since you have her blood flowing well to that area, you may want to caress her skin between blows since it can get a lot more intense as the skin becomes a deeper hue of pink and red. Listen to her and she’ll tell you what she needs.” I walked around to his other side and picked up the riding crop. It was short and black with a leather flap at the end. “When your hand grows tired or too sore, you can use the crop to continue, but it’ll sting a lot more than your hand will, so keep that in mind. Or you can use it to tease her.”

“How would you tease with that?” Chase asked, halting his movements to watch me.

“May I?” I asked, showing him I wanted to stand where he was. He nodded and stepped aside. I trailed the tip of the leather down her spine from her nape to the top of her ass. “You can use the tip to stimulate, like this.

“Or you can use it to sensitize other areas, like this.” I gently slapped the outside of her thighs a few times before moving to the insides. “And when you feel comfortable, you can even use it to bring an orgasm if she’s turned on enough.”

I slapped the crop against her wet lips and she arched her back as much as she could as she gasped.

“Would you like more, Tara?” I asked, wanting him to see exactly how turned on she was.

“Yes, please,” she begged beautifully.

Again, I brought the crop to her sensitive skin. Her body was shuddering and I wanted to bring her to climax, but it wasn’t my job. He’d have to take that pleasure. It was simply knowing how easily she handed over the control and blossomed beautifully under the crop. It reminded me of Alix when I’d used a crop on her.

“Of course, if you don’t want to let her get off easily, you can simply drag the tip through her lips and tease her. Then you can use the handle to fill her anally or vaginally. The possibilities are as endless or as limited as your mind makes them. Try new things, with her consent of course. And always make sure you wash your toys afterwards.” I handed Chase the crop and stepped back to the corner to let him have a hand at teasing and tormenting her. He seemed most fascinated with slapping against her pussy, since that got the most vocal responses from her, and she was coming all over the toy after only a few hits.