The power of a few words...

I was chatting online with a new friend yesterday morning. A nice man who is wanting to explore more of his submissive nature. He is shy and quite wonderfully sexy in all that he offers despite, or maybe because of that shy nature. He shared a fantasy with me that he had and in it after being used and shared in many deliciously naughty ways, the fantasy ended with him left kneeling, handcuffed and waiting. Waiting for anything. I was included in this fantasy, and since I was the one that left him bound and waiting in the tale I could take a hint.

After chatting for quite a bit I needed to say goodbye to another friend, also online (multi-tasking at its finest.) So I said this to the new friend who had written me into his fantasy as the stern Mistress to wait while I did so...

Him (10/4/2008 5:59:29 PM): shall I be quiet for a while?
Miss Honey (10/4/2008 5:59:39 PM): just sit there with your hands held behind your back... as if cuffed.

My demand was purely spontaneous and inspired by his previously shared fantasy. I don't often just throw out orders when chatting, especially during a first conversation. But it seemed appropriate under all the circumstances. What was special about this small exchange was the conversation that followed when I came back to resume the chat. The man shared with me his pleasure at being told what to do. His sensations of submission, fear, desire from these few words.

I so appreciated his honesty in sharing these thoughts and feelings with me. I know it wasn't easy, both doing what he was told and sharing himself with me. As I said, he is shy. But I really enjoyed it... just a few words and he gave me such power over him by obeying.

Just a few words, just a few moments... but a wonderfully arousing exchange.