BDSM (Larry)- English translation

Chapter 3- Wonderland

Harry went into the open kitchen. The Food was already done. He just had to take it out of the oven.

"Uhm... are we eating something?"

"It's lunch time. It's normal to put food in your body, so yes." Harry said.

Huh? Did the guy just have a weird humour that Louis didn't understand?

"Sit down." Harry asked.

The table was already set for two people so Louis sar down. The food looked delicious. And Louis was already a bit hungry. But he was excited for sex. Still, he started to eat.

"Do you always start eating without saying bon appetit?" Harry asked

Louis swallowed thickly and lowered his fork again.

"Normally not?" Louis asked instead of answering.

"Bon appetit Louis" Harry said after a moment.

"Bon appetit, sir" Louis answered. The food was amazing.

During their lunch they barely talked. But the mood between them was nice. Just enriched with a certain expectation and excitement. Louis was also quite nervous because he was often admonished and because of Harry in general.

"Thank you for the food, sir. It was really delicious." Louis said nicely.

"No problem. Ask."

"Wha- I'm sorry, what?" Louis asked

"You have questions. I want you to ask them."

Louis just stared at the man in front of him.

"You were at the Handcuffs because you were curious. I want to help you to satisfy your curiousity."

"Uhm.. Maybe we can satisfy each other a different way first?" Louis suggested with a cheeky grin. It should finally run normally, he thought.

For twenty seconds. He then looked at Harry because he didn't say anything. With words. Because his looks can say a lot.

"Sorry, sir" Louis mumbled wirh rosy cheeks.

"I don't think that a simple sorry will do all the work. I don't tolerate that. That should've already been obvious right?" His voice sounded so clear and cold like a nice mountain stream. 

"Uhm.. I just thought that-.." Louis felt stupid and also kind of childish. This didn't happen very often to him.

"What? That I'm gonna pick you up on a wednesday from uni just to fuck you? not my style."

Sad, Louis thought but didn't say anything.

"You were curious about BDSM and I'm more informed than the wrong informations and conspiracies on google on your Iphone. Now we're here. Speak."

"oh my. I have no idea of that. Due to... circumstances we had a deal to spend an evening in this bar. And we did just that. End of the story."

"Why is that embarassing for you?"

"What?"

"Chrm..chrm.." he cleears his throat annoyed.

"Sorry... I'm sorry, what??"

"It's embarassing for you to talk about that. There's no reason for that."

"Well...it's not usual to do that"

Harry had to concentrate to not roll his eyes and had to think about the fact again that Louis didn't have any experience.

"You already had sex?"

"Yes, of course." Louis mumbled.

"Nothing about that is obvious. It is also very likely that you didn't have any yet."

"Then I would hardly have spend anything on a guy in a fetish club."

"Which brings us back to the topic."

"Uhm..."

"What did you expect to see there?"

Oh my, now Louis had to answer because Harry wouldn't drop the topic.

"Well what someone expects. People dressed in leather and lacquer clothes, people walking on leashes, people that are getting whipped, people that are against their will-" 

"Stop! All of that would've been possible on a different evening. But nothing happens without consent of both people." Harry interrupted.

"Oh come on, you can't tell me that people love to get spanked and have a red ass afterwards. Uhm... Chrm.. sir" Louis mumbled

Harry grinned at him. Oh not long and the little one would beg for it. But the step now was tricky. He could tell him all the definitions now. About bondage and discipline, domination and submission, sadism and masochism. But to be honest, he could scare a newbie and he wouldn't understand anything.

"Oh there are people that like that feeling a lot."

"Can't imagine that."

"Because you see it as violence."

"Of course. How can one agree to that?"

"If you were to close your eyes with me in a place unknown to you, what would you have to do?"

"I would have to... trust... you.. that you're guiding me"

"Exactly. What do you need for that?"

"Trust?"

"That's right. You have to trust me. You have to trust me that I won't let you walk against something. And exactly that is BDSM."

"Huh?"

Harry walked up behind Louis to whisper into his ear. "A good dom doesn't want to control you always or put you in your place. A true dom will always respect you, help you, guide and instruct you and help you use your full potential. He will challenge you and make you feel things you didn't know were possible.

"Uhm.. uhm.. that sounds.. very much.. positive.. right?"
Harry grinned to himself. Yes. Louis was perfect.

"Why?" Harry asked.
"Well.. because it includes spanking and leather and lacquer clothes."
"There isn't only that one BDSM. I know quite a lot about this and I practice it. I don't own any leather clothes, no police uniform and also don't brag about the latest whips. The participants decide what's happening. If you say you don't wanna get spanked, then that's it."
"That's not how it works."
"It is. Because then it is not BDSM anymore. Then it's a crime."
"You're saying that like it's a fact."
"Everyone who is living that life stands for that. I'm not a brutal human. I don't wanna hurt anyone. What I want is your trust. Your trust and permission to do things with you. If you don't give me permission then that's it. And then you see it differently. Because then it is your will that I put a leash on you, your begging to get a spanking and then it is like a play to which both will get addicted to."

Harry mumled that into his hear and caressed his neck with his nose as Louis didn't say anything.

Harry felt like he could smell how Louis got hot by his words. That's exactly how it should be. Harry thought. He just caressed Louis' wrist. He got goosebump very fast.

Harry smiled to himself and had to think about on sentence: A sub's pleasure is connected to their soul and thoughts- touch those and his body becomes a wonderland.