Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Submissive Slut (EP1)

Summary: Fantasy of being a submissive slut comes true for 1 night.

A Night of Unconditional Submission

Mike POV

Do you ever wish you could just go back in tand do things over, knowing all you know now?

Like wouldn't it be sweet to get in your souped-up DeLorean and go back to your teens and early twenties and

undo sof your past mistakes? Of course, you would... we all would. We were really fucking stupid back then,

even though we thought we knew everything. Of course, | thought with the wrong head ninety-nine percent of

the tand didn't know a fucking thing about women. Shockingly, reading Maxim doesn't give you the true

insight you think it should. Well, now in my mid-twenties | have learned many things, most completely irrelevant

to this story. | won't get into a big The World According to Mike (although it is sufficient to say that on its own it

would make a riveting read). What | have learned that is relevant to this already meandering tale is that women

are just as perverted and just as horny as we are. They just do a much better job of hiding it.

For example, when girls are alone together they can be just as foul-mouthed and sexually explicit as us men.

Mind you, they do actually have other conversations as well, while men focus on sex, sports, cars and not getting

sex. Men call that staying focused on the fundamentals.

So what is the point of all this rambling? Well, | recently bumped into my ex-fiancée, a woman | dated for seven

years before we mutually, morethan her, broke it off. We agreed to meet for supper and catch up later that

night and that gotreminiscing about our past.

Funny thing, reminiscing. We tend to remember only the good things and easily forget why we broke up in the

first place. | remembered fondly her smile, the way she laughed, her long legs almost always in pantyhose or

stockings, and that she was a pretty good little minx in the bedroom.

| recalled how she was rather shy and timid at first, each of us being virgins when we started dating in our senior

year of high school. Truthfully, we dated for over a year before we went further than heavy petting and marathon

make-out sessions. Christ, | was nineteen when | finally lost my virginity on her eighteen birthday. But like

happens often in relationships, life got in the way.

When we were in the bedroom life was good, but that becless and less as tmoved on. For all her great

traits, her one major flaw drovenuts. She was incredibly high strung and stressed about every little thing,

which is the complete opposite to how | work. | always thought she would eventually change, for example, when

she finished college and got a teaching job, but then the new stresses were lesson plans and marking papers. It

was always something. After graduating college, she got a teaching job three hours away, while | continued my

schooling in medicine. Distance will always play havoc with a relationship, and ours was no different. We still saw

each other every couple of weeks, but things were beginning to unravel. During the summer, | suggested we

take stoff and she didn't fight it. | got busy in my internship and screwing nurses, while she did

whatever she did. | called this my slut phase as | refused to exclusively date anyone, instead choosing to play

the field. It was during this t| learned that women were just as sexually devious as men. It was also during

this experimental period that | realized Jasmine was submissive and I, being too nice a guy, had missed so many

obvious signs in my inexperienced younger days. Jasmine POV

Seeing Mike brought back every insecurity and unfinished feeling | had kept buried the past three years. Mike

was my first love and although | had dated a couple of guys since then, none compared to him. He was funny,

sexy, intelligent, well- mannered and great in bed. Also, and | am sure this is odd, his scent alone was a turn-on.

When | moved away from him to teach, | actually took his pillow so I could still be close to his scent.

The thing was we never really broke up. We took a break and next thing you know one year becomes three and

you are left wondering what happened and where the thas gone.

| had hoped he had turned into a fat slob or something, so that when the inevitable bump into each other

occurred, | could clearly be the one who had moved on.

When | saw him in the hotel lobby, though, | realized it waswho never moved on. | still wore stockings or

pantyhose almost every day, something | did originally because it was his fetish. Even odder, he insisted | only

wear sheer, sandlefoot stockings as he wanted to clearly see my toes at all times, which I still wore. He was a leg

and toe freak, and by pleasing him so long with this attire, | had beca stocking freak too.

Thus, it was ironic that when | bumped into him after all these years, | was in jeans, just having got off a three

hour flight, the day before Valentine's Day.

When | saw him, | flashed back to our lengthy relationship. He was my first serious boyfriend, and the boy | lost

my virginity to. He was my first and only true love. Even now with other men, | compare them to him, although

that's so unfair.

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At one point we were to be married. We even had our two childrens' names picked out: Ethan and Savannah.

One last problem was we were both each other's firsts and onlys. When | moved away to teach | began having

doubts. Would he be the only one | ever was intimate with? The longer we were apart, the more curious |

became. Plus, no matter how much I hinted that | needed to be told what to do, he never caught on. | realized he

was too nice to treatlike the submissive slut | fantasized about. | myself didn't understand it, but I craved

being told what to do, to just let go and be submissive. It was the complete opposite of how I lived the rest of my

life, where | had to be in control of everything. Things had to be perfect and structured. | needed order to be

comfortable or | stressed out. | admit it, | am really high maintenance. That was probably why | craved the

complete letting-go in the bedroom, but Mike never caught on to my many obvious hints.

Mike POV

Dating lots of women over the past

three years, | learned a lot. One thing |

learned is that often women in

positions of power or authority often

are very submissive in the bedroom. |

wondered on occasipr yvherd m

thoyghtaliou Sasrfine, or watched

any of the five different porn videos

we made and | kept, if she was

submissive. She didn't fit the

textbook definition in regard to her

job, but in retrospect she definitely

had stendencies that had me

wondering. When | was nineteen,

such a concept wasn't even on the

radar, but now, many years and

experiences later, it kind of makes

sense. In retrospect, Jasmine gave