A couple's birth

Several things came out of that night besides the couple’s lustful explosions. First off, they both realized the power dynamic and raw energy was exciting to them both. They’d played around with some kinky things and different sex games, but the absolute control over her he had thrilled Molly to know end. And the lust filled euphoria and strength excited Paul to no end.

However, the rage and complete loss of control scared Paul and made him nervous. While she had complete faith in him, he felt there needed to be a better understanding of that somehow. Molly was all too eager to do it again, but just thinking about the comical look he had before was just not something she could do ever again and meld that with the powerful creature she was worshiping. An unpleasant shiver went down her spine from just mentally trying to reconcile the two so she vowed to expunge it and focus on finding out how to worship the creature he became.

This quickly led them into the world of BDSM. Thinking back on it now in this pseudo-post-pandemic world to what was in a pre-popularized setting before mainstreamed from sparkly vampire fans, it was such a rush of adventure and learning.

They found some good, classic members in a local community and they were very helpful in a burgeoning, open couple. His eagerness to understand and her devotion to learn took them deep into the mental & semi-spiritual realm of dedicated leather families.

He learned quickly that he needed to find control of himself before he could control her, and she found that servile devotion could bring out an edge of euphoria to someone she could trust. Over the years as they grew. His skills, technique, and measured control brought him to the edge of precipice that she loved flirting with the danger. Whether tied and whipped, controlled and ordered, or man handled and tossed around, knowing she was feeling controlled power brought euphoric time.

He got great guidance from key tops in the area but they always seemed to find him lacking in some way. Sometimes it was just the alpha vs alpha conflict, others felt they saw something else in him, while others suggested he was pulling back. In the end, he had garnered great knowledge and even mutual respect, but never deep connection.

In contrast however, Molly found a trainer early on that she melded with keenly; Sir Bill as he liked to be called. They clicked easily and with his powerful physique from years as a fitness trainer, and her eagerness to learn & serve without him having to worry about a long-term attachment. He could continue to be a ‘bachelor’ and work with many subs, and she would continue to work with him without any creep of jealousy or anxiety.

Paul always left it at ‘Bill’ as he was keen to keep the power dynamic on level with what came to be his metamour. Their polyamory past easily worked well with the BDSM society to allow them to trust each other to ‘play’ with others knowing their core base was with each other, but it also brought its own complications. To keep from feeling humiliated or slighted, Paul felt the need to ensure he was never seen as lower on the totem; it was a chip on his shoulder that always held him down especially since he refused to see it and kept a blind eye turned towards it.

All this meant that pivotal night was the beginning of a deepening connection between the two of them. But something always lingered in the back of their minds of what could have been. Molly did love playing with other girls, but never could place the missing piece. Paul had loved the soft sensual touch of it all, but could never suffer that humiliation again.

Two decades later, having grown so much intimately, raising two children balancing their growth & energies between everything, they now flirt with a birth of an almost forgotten possibility. Both determined to avoid mistakes of the past or doomed to repeat failures that could rupture it all.