The Compound

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Limits: Inner fears about letting go, being perceived as out of control, weak ;
    Known Strengths: Intelligent. Sincere desire to submit. Highly sexual and orgasmic;
    Known Weaknesses: Lack of experience. Limited pain tolerance. Some resistance/shame related to anal penetration;
    Stated Goals: To learn to truly submit with honesty and passion. To release her stranglehold on control (her words) and find serenity;
    Current Status: Unowned.
     
    Initial Observations based on emails and interview: Derives intense pleasure from sensation of all kinds. Highly orgasmic. Once things cross into a territory that she does not find personally exciting, she tends to close down. She can be evasive when questioned. Despite her lack of previous training and her limited experience, I see true potential in this trainee. Beneath the trappings of ego and drive that allow her to maintain the control she thinks is necessary, there is a genuine submissive.
     
    Recommendations:
    Teach her the value of answering a direct question quickly and succinctly ;
    Test of pain tolerance level to see how she processes pain, as well as composure during the testing;
    Work on focus;
    Associate orgasm with erotic pain;
    Test reactions to sensory deprivation ;
    Expose her to stress-inducing situation, such as public humiliation, predicament bondage, orgasm denial;
    Test reaction to severe bondage for extended periods.
     
    Paul handed the clipboard back to John. “I see what you mean about inexperienced. What’s Miriam’s basis for the comments about Alexis’s potential as a true sub?”
    “Look at page two. The essay.”
    Paul flipped the page. The essay was handwritten, which was unusual in itself. Paul, who produced a scrawl at the best times, was impressed with the elegant, uniform lettering. He scanned the page and then began to read in earnest, his eyes moving over the heartfelt and almost painfully honest yearnings of a young woman clearly searching for something within herself. It was the last few paragraphs that really got his attention.
     
    All my life I’ve been struggling to come to terms with what I am. I had difficulty reconciling my inherently submissive nature with my sense of self as a confident, successful woman. I was rewarded by society for the obvious academic and career successes I enjoyed, but I have come to realize I have always taken the easy route, using the shield of my outward success to hide the secret longings of my heart and soul.
    When I discovered that there were other likeminded souls engaged in a similar search, I threw myself into the BDSM scene, hoping to connect on an intimate level, but somehow each new experience just left me a little lonelier than before, and still longing to connect in a way I have only dreamed of. I have come to understand that the problem does not lie in the inherent shallowness of the club scene, or the lack of empathy or connection with Doms with whom I have sought connection.
    The problem lies with me.
    I have spent a lifetime building a wall around my true submissive nature, brick, by brick, by brick. And now, when I have finally found the courage to face my need and embrace my longing, I find I don’t have the tools. I need help to chip away at the mortar and knock down the bricks that are hiding the true submissive within.
     
    Paul handed the clipboard back to John. “Impressive. So, what’s your plan to help her get past her own defenses?”
    “I like Miriam’s suggestion about associating orgasm with erotic pain. We’ll definitely be working on that. And predicament bondage will teach the discipline she sorely needs to learn to keep still during corporal punishment. Then of course the usual position training, oral service, all types of penetration, expanding her comfort zone for anal play.”
    Paul nodded, images of Alexis bound in rope and chain, her mouth and cunt stuffed with cock, her ass cherry red from a long, hard caning careened willy nilly in his brain and sent the blood

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