Luke was surprised but not displeased to find her on her knees, though he hadn’t specifically ordered it. Jenna had great sub etiquette and it had showed from the first day, he liked that, it was very soothing. “You’re welcome, pet,” he told her, going to put away her bag, over the couch he had pushed against the wall. He hummed then and nodded, smiling in turn then, “so am I, little one. Before we begin, come sit with me for a moment,” he didn’t ask her to kneel now, because he wanted her to feel like she had agency while he sorted things out with her.
He took her to the couch, and sat on the arm of it, looking at her, “first of all, do I have your permission to include a sexual side to our scene?” He asked. A lot of what he had prepared included it, but he’d adapt if she didn’t feel comfortable. “Second of all, I would like you to list me your hard limits. And, finally, do you have a preferred safe word you are comfortable with, or should I provide one?”
Jenna was all smiles as she began to settle into Lucas energy. Nodding, she followed him into the living room, taking in the organization, the style, any glimpse that might tell her just that much more about the Dominant she was spending time with. When he invited her to sit, she immediately began to debate within herself whether he meant next to him, or at his feet. While she figured Lucas would have ordered her to kneel had he explicitly meant for her to, she not only wanted to provide an exceptional experience, but wanted to take all she could from their time together. So, she settled herself on her knees at Lucas feet, and folded her hands back in her lap. Bringing her eyes up she rested her gaze on his with a smile, and nodded.
The first question came and Jenna paused, giving herself a moment to consider what the Dominant was offering. After a few seconds of silence, she nodded. “Yes, Sir. You do, I’m comfortable with that.” She reassured, moving to tuck a stray piece of blonde hair behind her ear. It had been some time, admittedly, since Jenna had engaged in any sort of sexual scene. But, it was something she was definitely open to. The second question came and she took a breath, pulling up her own mental list to share with Lucas. “Yes, Sir, of course. My hard limits are scat, vore, watersports, feet, age play, blood play, and weapons play. As far as a safeword, Sir, I usually use ‘daisies’, but if you would prefer something else, I’m happy to use anything.”
