A little over a week ago, Studio Orders (Gin & Jazz 5) was released here at Totally Bound. It's the first installment of the series that doesn't feature the main character, Jack Stone. Why? Well, lucky Jack has found his true love and is most happily living ever after with him. But along the way, Jack met some wonderful men that all deserved to find happiness too. Two of them - his studio boss Vincent Franklin, and his driver, Juan - were always there for him when things were at their darkest. In Studio Orders, Juan and Vincent find their way to one another and discover they are the perfect balance to the other.
Vincent practices sadomasochism and is quite dominant. Juan knows nothing of those types of things - he's never even heard of them. But he aches to please his older boss that he's fallen so deeply in love with, and has always derived the greatest pleasure in his life when he could serve someone. Since the Gin & Jazz series is set in the 1920's, there was some additional research I needed to do to incorporate the BDSM elements to the story. The acronym for bondage, discipline and sadomasochism wasn't coined until the late sixties, the actual origin being unclear. When writing Studio Orders I had to be careful not to clutter it with terms or practices that wouldn't have been in use during that time period.
One thing that I incorporated - as I love rope bondage - was kinbaku, or kinbaku-bi (the beauty of tight binding). Most people would be more likely to recognize the Japanese art of binding as shibari. I could go into a long dissertation as to why there are two different terms, and what they denote precisely, but what it comes down to is binding the submissive. But again, the term shibari wasn't used to refer to that practice in the 1920's - anyone referring to the art of Japanese binding would have called it kinbaku. In the following scene, Juan and Vincent are having their first real session as lovers. Having learned of the practice from a Japanese man, Vincent had purchased a proper rope to use on someone someday. Juan is that someone.
Watching as Juan readied himself delighted him in a way that had been
lost to him for a long time. He had wrongly assumed that the only thing that
brought him pleasure from binding and disciplining a submissive were the acts
themselves. Clearly, he had been wrong. Sharing it with someone who meant so
much to him gave it true meaning.
Vincent allowed himself to enjoy the view. He wanted to experience the
moment and wanted the same for Juan. Rushing through a session didn’t provide
the same benefit as allowing it to unfold, embracing each nuance as it
occurred. Vincent noted Juan gradually tensing, his teeth clenching as they
always did when he was afraid or holding something in.
In time.
Vincent waited a little longer than he normally would to give Juan a
chance to deal with what was happening to him. He tore his gaze from the sight
of Juan’s brazenly exposed body. It was still unclear to him whether he would
do any better at holding back an orgasm than Juan. He hadn’t brought himself to
a climax since before he’d met with Saul. And he’d been taunted by having a
naked, willing Juan by his side for the past twenty-four hours.
Vincent was impressed by how freely Juan had opened up to him, and how
he kept himself still, waiting for the next command. Opening the door of his
mahogany armoire, Vincent then pulled out a very long coil of softened jute
fibre rope. It had come from the Orient and had been quite costly. There had
never been anyone that he’d wanted to use it on before. Not until that moment.
As he approached the bed with the half inch thick cord, he detected a
fleeting glance from Juan. His boy had to be overflowing with curiosity.
Sighing, Vincent was once again struck by how honoured he was to be the one to
initiate Juan into the joys of submission—to teach him how to free himself
through discipline and binding.
Vincent had spent a lot of time learning various rope tying techniques
and patterns over the years. He had a specific position he wanted to tie Juan
in for the first time that he penetrated him. As he drew closer to the bed,
Vincent noticed that the twitching in Juan’s jaw had increased dramatically in
the space of a few minutes. As excited as Vincent was, it was his responsibility
to coax Juan safely through his first time being restrained.
He had the coil of rope slung over his left arm. He leant down over Juan
and stroked his forehead, soothing him.
“Because this is our first session, I need to make sure you are doing
okay. In the future, I will be more attuned to your body so we will only
discuss what goes on between us when we conclude our play. Talk to me, Juan.”
Juan swallowed a few times as if
he had no spit left in his mouth. He looked in Vincent’s eyes.
“I’m all right, sir. I want this.”
Vincent attempted to keep his expression as blank as possible. It was
vital that he be there for Juan and not distract him with whatever Vincent
might have going on inside of himself. He didn’t want Juan to lose his focus.
He caressed Juan’s forehead a little more, then straightened. He looped
the twenty three foot long rope around a large solid wood ornament at the top
of his headboard. Taking the two free ends, he began the process of carefully
binding Juan’s legs and arms to one another, maintaining the posture of him
spread wide. Wordlessly, he placed Juan’s limbs the way he wished them to be.
He marvelled at Juan’s willingness to be manipulated by him, his lack of
resistance.
It had been a while since he had completed the tie he was using on Juan,
so it took him close to twenty minutes to achieve the aesthetics he desired.
Once he had accomplished it to his satisfaction, he stood back to allow himself
the pleasure of viewing Juan helpless and displayed before him. Even the task
of working the rope around his lover’s form had been erotic. But the final
result was breath-taking.
Juan’s lower legs were bent to their extreme and bound tightly to his
thighs. His arms had been encased with additional ropes, trapping them
alongside his limbs. The cords were tied in an evenly circled pattern, and it
all led to the headboard to keep him anchored. Already Vincent looked forward
to the marks the restrictive binds would leave on Juan’s flesh once the ropes
were removed.
Even though Juan had not resisted him in any way as he’d tied him,
Vincent noted the cords of his muscles working beneath his skin. Vincent
recalled the first time he had been bound. The instinctual response was to
fight the imprisonment. The freedom came through embracing it.
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