  After a couple of lengthy IM chats with Erik Monday and Tuesday I was very aroused and more than a little confused. Mixed in with the usual cyber-sex back and forth was a lot of demands for my submission. And that made me really hot. But I was still denying that I was a sub. Wednesday Eben came home from out of town family business.
I barely greeted him and he immediately got into his games and I got online to look for trouble. You see, I had been exchanging emails and fantasies with Erik for about a month and a half but never chatted with him before Monday night. And even though I felt guilty, I had to see if he was online. I needed to talk to him. I needed him to get in my head.
I still couldn't admit why, but I needed him in the worst way. Bad enough I was willing to risk getting caught and to lie when I did get caught. I said I was chatting with my brother. I'm ashamed of that now. At the time, I didn't care. All I could think about was Erik and what he did to me. But tonight he gave me a different kind of instruction. Something to do for him in real life. He wanted me to go to bed with Eben and tell him I wanted to suck his cock.
And then suck his cock. I was doing it for Erik, because he told me to. But when I was doing it, it was Eben's cock in my mouth, for real and in my mind. I was especially aggressive and didn't stop until I had a mouth full of come. Which I swallowed for the second time in my life. Afterwards Eben and I talked for a very long time. I told him I really enjoyed the playful spankings he had given me lately and would like more.
But that I was afraid to ask for it because we had played with D/s, S/M, B/D and a few other things before. I dommed Eben and was able to really get into it, while in a scene. But I had a really hard time living that way all the time and had pretty much been the cause of ending it.
More than one time. So I was reluctant to ask for what I couldn't easily give. He reassured me he held no resentment for it and was more than willing to play with me, however and to whatever extent I wanted. So we made a date for Thursday night for a spanking. By this time Eben was ready for round two and made love to me. He made me ask for what I wanted. I had to tell him I wanted to be fucked. Kind of different for us. But it made us both hot. I had no idea what was coming. No sense of foreshadowing, no dread, no fear.
I didn't know what I was in for Thursday night. Or Friday night. I had no clue my world was about to be turned upside down and inside out. I was willing to admit I might have a few sub tendencies, but I figured they could be satisfied with an occasional spanking and maybe a little light bondage. At this point I was not a sub (in my stubborn mind) and all I was expecting was a little sexy spanking. I was about to be enlightened. 
