[And whenever they do actually arrange it, Eloise shows up at the studio with a small bag and dressed in a light blue corset dress. Eloise raps her knuckles on the door before stepping inside, figuring he blocked off a chunk of time for her to come just for this.
In truth it's been awhile since she's done any knife play and it was with someone she trusted more than anything. Though she doesn't think James would outright do anything to her, the dynamic is just different. So her nerves are little high, but she manages to poke her head in with a little smile.]
[ He's not really planning on going too hard, that's for sure, when it'll be the first time they even give this particular kink a try together. It's more about figuring out where their limits lie there. Well, her limits really, because James's are very few.
He steps out from around the corner, greeting her with a clearly pleased smile by the entrance. His eyes go down her figure with absolutely no sense of propriety, and he obviously likes what he sees. ]
Come on in. Make yourself comfortable, look around.
[ There are a few settings there after all, she's more than welcome to choose where she'd like to settle in for their session. ]
[She steps in when he greets her, and it's clear that while she doesn't really know much about a studio, she is impressed with the layout and what James has to offer already. Her head nods as she looks around, hand on her bag. Whatever she was expecting, this is a much grander scale than what she had imagined. With bright eyes she looks back at him.]
You have a lovely place. I had not realized there were so many... options. [Which of course by this time she's walking through a few. Really, she's looking for something comfortable though, and ends up in the sitting area with the rich, deep green couch.]
It was different, when I took over. Just one large empty room, most decorations were a little worn. I worked off of that.
[ From the original content, James just kept some of the cameras, more for decorative purposes than anything. They're all vintage cameras and other gear that James set up on a display cabinet, while the cameras and accessories he actually uses are considerably more modern. ]
Fine by me. How about you show me what you brought to work with, and we build off of that?
[ He can make any of the scenarios work anyway, so this way she can choose whichever she likes best. ]
Well you have made quite the improvement of it. [She takes a seat on the couch itself, crossing her ankles as she's still looking around, admiring the different aesthetics, but enjoying this room for what it is as she's picked it. It's got a good feel for it, and she thinks it will work well, though there are a few others that might have worked as well.
She shifts her bag next to her with a bright smile. They have already talked a little about this, about the art aspect, about some of the kinks that Eloise herself has done and likes. So she opens the flap, pulling two tightly rolled chords of rope, one black and one pink. He'll recognize that from the image of herself that she had sent him. Below that is a bundle of suede that she unties and opens with twin blades.]
I figured I would bring what we spoke of. I was not sure if other restraints were necessary. [She hasn't delved too much into pain otherwise either, a few paddles, but that might not be photogenic either.]
[ James reaches for the ropes, evidently more interested in the black than the pink, though that's likely not a surprise to her. More so than that, he's keenly interested in the blades, not even from a kink perspective, as he reaches for one of them and flips it in his grip with the ease of someone who has practice. ]
I keep a few other options here, if you want to have a look, but we don't have to add more. Might make it confusing if there's a lot happening at once.
[ They can definitely try a few other things after the ropes, though. James is in absolutely no rush, they can have fun for the remainder of their day here. ]
[She sits straight on the couch, poised, but feeling confident in what she has, what she's brought. It isn't that she isn't interested in James' perspective or what he might want. Eloise just has come here with the mindset she needs to be able to engage in this kind of kink, that sort of tension in her shoulders that almost holds her to a standard she is used to. Be prim, sit a certain way, hold her body in just a way.
Her eyes flick over him as she draws up one of the knives. She knows how sharp they are. She tests it with the barest press to the pad of her finger for a moment.]
Mmm. I have a feeling I will come back here again. We have many things we can test then. [But there's a smile, a quiet 'but this is what I am here for' that goes unsaid.]
Is this what you like? [Because there is no guessing that he has not done this before. He, too, is sure of himself-- something that always attracts her to him, more than anything else.]
[ He has absolutely no issues sticking to their original plan, especially when she has a specific idea she's looking for. Like she says, they'll have plenty of opportunity to explore other themes. ]
Ropes, or knives? [ He smirks faintly, tilting the one in his hand to press the blade against the pad of her finger. Not hard enough to break skin, though he easily could. ] Actually, yes to both. Haven't found a lot of people around here who're into knives, though. How far do you usually go with them?
I have only ever done knives with rope, but I am easy enough for either.
[Her eyes look down at the knife, watching where the blade applies pressure but never breaks. She isn't entirely surprised to find that this is something that might not be very common.]
I have never had someone do it to me. When I worked, it was just enough for surface cuts. His feeling of friction was different, there needed to be more pressure which he liked. But we discussed it-- what we both desired out of pain.
[She's never gone too far with it. Spanking, nipple clamps, things that seemed to just accentuate the pleasure more.]
[ Using a knife in this context requires a good deal of trust, and James has precious little to spare for anyone. Even here, and even with someone like Eloise, who he knows wouldn't push too far. So he definitely understands her preferring to be on the giving end. ]
I'm more of a sadist, when it comes to pain play. Knives turn me on, though, [ he admits, easing the pressure of the blade. ] We could talk about you cutting me sometime. I haven't really done it much.
[ Not in a sexual scenario, anyway. He nods to the ropes now, knife still in hand. ] We can start with the ropes and see where it leads. What else you're in the mood for.
I am now surprised. [About him being a sadist. Not that he gives some sort of energy of it, but she can tell the way he might like control. Eloise knows the benefits of that, and she does like that herself, but she's a true switch, depending on the circumstances. She has her own defaults in certain ways, but she also likes exploring, learning things, and with that comes a sort of flexibility.]
I like pain-- I am not saying I do not. Just because no one has put a blade to my skin. The man I was with liked it on him, and so that was something we explored in that facet. I think it... a niche interest here, like you said you have not come across many with it. Neither have I. Pain like that has a proper point to it, no pun intended. But done with an adequate means, I could see it alluring just as I have done other things. [Spanking, nipple clamps, very tight restraints.
Her eyes meet his with an interested smile before she tips her chin up and shifts gears to the ropes she's brought.]
But we can settle on the ropes. I can say I am far more familiar, tying and being tied now.
[ It's definitely a preference for control, but there's also a decent dose of enjoying inflicting pain, all the more so when the recipient's into it too. But James doesn't trust easily, and it's not often he allows himself to be in a more submissive role.
He follows along to her explanation, getting a better notion to the kind of experience she has with it. It's a good way to gauge what she might be open to, and what they both could explore together later. For now, though, he's very alright with just focusing on the ropes, taking them again and nodding at her. ]
Think it's a good start for us, yeah. Let's begin? [ He smiles at her, setting the bag aside. Less tallk, more more action, that's his vibe. ]
Alright. [She starts working at her dress then, knowing to at least get it off. She shifts in the seat, fingers working as she gets the mood he's in. Pushy can be good, though sometimes she can be a bit of brat herself which might be that much more fun or dangerous (or both) with him holding the ropes. Her smirk catches in the corner of her mouth as she looks back at him.]
Do you wish for me to undress completely?
[Her own comfort could go both ways. It is not as if they haven't been intimate in other ways before this, but she isn't sure what he wants as the final look, in what state he wants her in.]
[ She's obliging enough without being too demure about it, and that little smirk definitely does things to him. There's a knowing, pleased smile on his face too, his gaze following the work of her hands as she gets her dress open, wondering if she's being purposefully slow for him. Not that he minds. ]
Depends. Are you wearing something nice underneath your dress?
[ He reaches out to pluck at the fabric, encouraging her to slip it down her frame and show him. ]
[She naturally has a bit of elegance to her without trying even if she wouldn't think so. It's simply a part of her upbringing even if she might not be as demure as her sisters. Still it's the time she's from, but she isn't shy. Eloise almost always knows what she wants, and it's clear when she looks at him that she does know.]
An embroidered stay. It is like a bra or a corset, but not quite as low. And a slip beneath the skirts.
[She's already pulling at the dress, to brush it down her shoulders and get it off her top half, showing the stay.]
[ Luckily James is very much appreciative of any piece of underwear that's especially designed to be seen, so there's a clearly pleased look once she shrugs off the top part of her dress. ]
Keep it on. It looks lovely on you.
[ It should only add to the pictures too, lean more on the sensual aspect rather than the sexual. ]
[She looks down as she pushes her dress down, bunching it over her stomach and down her hips to reveal a thin slip. It's all she's wearing underneath, and when he tells her to keep on the stay, she finds herself smiling. Her chest looks like it is nearly spilling out of the cups of it even as it's tied securely. It is not quite a corset, but it does enough to her figure.]
Thank you. I prefer them to anything modern.
[And she knows that most men here have not come across one before. It makes her feel at least a little unique as she sits a little straighter on the chaisse.]
So tell me how you might want me. To sit here? Or is there a position you prefer?
[ It's not exactly an usual piece of underwear, but it's not a first for James. Granted, his approach tends to be more on the rough side but luckily right now they don't have to worry about how he would take it off of her, as keeping it on is the whole point. ]
How about— [ He pauses, giving this some thought. ] Get your knees on the couch? Let's work a pattern with the ropes on your torso, for a start.
[ He's not aiming for anything too extreme, not for the shoot anyway. With time they can figure out where her limits lie (because he has precious few, to be fair), and work from there. ]
[At the suggestion Eloise stands and steps out of the dress to set it aside and then shifts to bring the very thin slip far above her knees, so she can kneel on the couch. Hands slip under the straps of the stay to adjust, and she tightens the tight to make it look like she's spilling just a little more out of the fabric, but she ends up looking back at him for his approval if only for aesthetic reasons, but maybe because she does want him to like this, too.]
Like this?
[She's ready for the rope, not at all worried about it. It's not the first time she's been tied though it is the first time for the two of them-- she smiles, flickering at first, but it's more out of nervous excitement, the kind that makes her inhale and feel that heat between her legs already.]
[ She doesn't have to worry there, he absolutely likes this. He's very much enjoying watching her settle into her position, the way she tightens the stay just to push her breasts out a little more, the added flash of skin when her slip is tugged up her thighs. ]
Yes. Perfect.
[ Delivered like praise, as he steps closer and drags his fingers down one of her arms. He then reaches down and slips the rope around her waist, enjoying an occasional brush of skin against skin as he starts on a simpler pattern, something that won't obscure much of her stay. ]
[She's reactive to the praise, more so than even she realizes with the smile and the stilling of movement. Her hands land above her thighs as he starts to loop the rope around her body, and she can feel the slight tug in places, giving just a little bit of friction against her soft, pale skin. She inhales when he touches, and she can recognize the pattern he's doing.]
You are only the second person to do this to me. The first was even more so for educational purposes. [Not that there wasn't fun to be had then, but it wasn't for the sole reason of someone doing it to her. Not like this. There's a bit of a thrill in that. Feeling the comfort to be able to be like this-- pliable for someone else. Her blue eyes flick up to meet his, unable to stop the little smirk.]
[ He slows down but doesn't stop, just enough to lean over and meet her gaze for a moment. ] You look very comfortable, for what it's worth.
[ Not that he's surprised, from the few interactions they've had she's always seemed very confident and comfortable in her own skin. Something that has definitely drawn him to her. Taking hold of one end of the rope, he gives it a tug, making it as snug as possible without causing her any discomfort or pain.
He runs his fingers along the ropes then, studying the pattern on her torso, brushing over the rise of her breasts. ] Arms or thighs next?
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[ To be fair, he did go a little crazy regardless. But only because he hated the fucking place. ]
I get it. Knife enthusiast myself, I also have a few different ones. Just bring whatever ones you like.
do you want to move to action?
I will bring my favorite then.
yes please!
Looking forward to it already.
⇒ action;
We will set up, and I will come over soon then.
[And whenever they do actually arrange it, Eloise shows up at the studio with a small bag and dressed in a light blue corset dress. Eloise raps her knuckles on the door before stepping inside, figuring he blocked off a chunk of time for her to come just for this.
In truth it's been awhile since she's done any knife play and it was with someone she trusted more than anything. Though she doesn't think James would outright do anything to her, the dynamic is just different. So her nerves are little high, but she manages to poke her head in with a little smile.]
James. It is I, Eloise.
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He steps out from around the corner, greeting her with a clearly pleased smile by the entrance. His eyes go down her figure with absolutely no sense of propriety, and he obviously likes what he sees. ]
Come on in. Make yourself comfortable, look around.
[ There are a few settings there after all, she's more than welcome to choose where she'd like to settle in for their session. ]
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You have a lovely place. I had not realized there were so many... options. [Which of course by this time she's walking through a few. Really, she's looking for something comfortable though, and ends up in the sitting area with the rich, deep green couch.]
I think this would do, do you not?
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[ From the original content, James just kept some of the cameras, more for decorative purposes than anything. They're all vintage cameras and other gear that James set up on a display cabinet, while the cameras and accessories he actually uses are considerably more modern. ]
Fine by me. How about you show me what you brought to work with, and we build off of that?
[ He can make any of the scenarios work anyway, so this way she can choose whichever she likes best. ]
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She shifts her bag next to her with a bright smile. They have already talked a little about this, about the art aspect, about some of the kinks that Eloise herself has done and likes. So she opens the flap, pulling two tightly rolled chords of rope, one black and one pink. He'll recognize that from the image of herself that she had sent him. Below that is a bundle of suede that she unties and opens with twin blades.]
I figured I would bring what we spoke of. I was not sure if other restraints were necessary. [She hasn't delved too much into pain otherwise either, a few paddles, but that might not be photogenic either.]
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I keep a few other options here, if you want to have a look, but we don't have to add more. Might make it confusing if there's a lot happening at once.
[ They can definitely try a few other things after the ropes, though. James is in absolutely no rush, they can have fun for the remainder of their day here. ]
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Her eyes flick over him as she draws up one of the knives. She knows how sharp they are. She tests it with the barest press to the pad of her finger for a moment.]
Mmm. I have a feeling I will come back here again. We have many things we can test then. [But there's a smile, a quiet 'but this is what I am here for' that goes unsaid.]
Is this what you like? [Because there is no guessing that he has not done this before. He, too, is sure of himself-- something that always attracts her to him, more than anything else.]
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Ropes, or knives? [ He smirks faintly, tilting the one in his hand to press the blade against the pad of her finger. Not hard enough to break skin, though he easily could. ] Actually, yes to both. Haven't found a lot of people around here who're into knives, though. How far do you usually go with them?
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[Her eyes look down at the knife, watching where the blade applies pressure but never breaks. She isn't entirely surprised to find that this is something that might not be very common.]
I have never had someone do it to me. When I worked, it was just enough for surface cuts. His feeling of friction was different, there needed to be more pressure which he liked. But we discussed it-- what we both desired out of pain.
[She's never gone too far with it. Spanking, nipple clamps, things that seemed to just accentuate the pleasure more.]
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I'm more of a sadist, when it comes to pain play. Knives turn me on, though, [ he admits, easing the pressure of the blade. ] We could talk about you cutting me sometime. I haven't really done it much.
[ Not in a sexual scenario, anyway. He nods to the ropes now, knife still in hand. ] We can start with the ropes and see where it leads. What else you're in the mood for.
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I like pain-- I am not saying I do not. Just because no one has put a blade to my skin. The man I was with liked it on him, and so that was something we explored in that facet. I think it... a niche interest here, like you said you have not come across many with it. Neither have I. Pain like that has a proper point to it, no pun intended. But done with an adequate means, I could see it alluring just as I have done other things. [Spanking, nipple clamps, very tight restraints.
Her eyes meet his with an interested smile before she tips her chin up and shifts gears to the ropes she's brought.]
But we can settle on the ropes. I can say I am far more familiar, tying and being tied now.
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He follows along to her explanation, getting a better notion to the kind of experience she has with it. It's a good way to gauge what she might be open to, and what they both could explore together later. For now, though, he's very alright with just focusing on the ropes, taking them again and nodding at her. ]
Think it's a good start for us, yeah. Let's begin? [ He smiles at her, setting the bag aside. Less tallk, more more action, that's his vibe. ]
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Do you wish for me to undress completely?
[Her own comfort could go both ways. It is not as if they haven't been intimate in other ways before this, but she isn't sure what he wants as the final look, in what state he wants her in.]
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Depends. Are you wearing something nice underneath your dress?
[ He reaches out to pluck at the fabric, encouraging her to slip it down her frame and show him. ]
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An embroidered stay. It is like a bra or a corset, but not quite as low. And a slip beneath the skirts.
[She's already pulling at the dress, to brush it down her shoulders and get it off her top half, showing the stay.]
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Keep it on. It looks lovely on you.
[ It should only add to the pictures too, lean more on the sensual aspect rather than the sexual. ]
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Thank you. I prefer them to anything modern.
[And she knows that most men here have not come across one before. It makes her feel at least a little unique as she sits a little straighter on the chaisse.]
So tell me how you might want me. To sit here? Or is there a position you prefer?
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How about— [ He pauses, giving this some thought. ] Get your knees on the couch? Let's work a pattern with the ropes on your torso, for a start.
[ He's not aiming for anything too extreme, not for the shoot anyway. With time they can figure out where her limits lie (because he has precious few, to be fair), and work from there. ]
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Like this?
[She's ready for the rope, not at all worried about it. It's not the first time she's been tied though it is the first time for the two of them-- she smiles, flickering at first, but it's more out of nervous excitement, the kind that makes her inhale and feel that heat between her legs already.]
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Yes. Perfect.
[ Delivered like praise, as he steps closer and drags his fingers down one of her arms. He then reaches down and slips the rope around her waist, enjoying an occasional brush of skin against skin as he starts on a simpler pattern, something that won't obscure much of her stay. ]
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You are only the second person to do this to me. The first was even more so for educational purposes. [Not that there wasn't fun to be had then, but it wasn't for the sole reason of someone doing it to her. Not like this. There's a bit of a thrill in that. Feeling the comfort to be able to be like this-- pliable for someone else. Her blue eyes flick up to meet his, unable to stop the little smirk.]
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[ He slows down but doesn't stop, just enough to lean over and meet her gaze for a moment. ] You look very comfortable, for what it's worth.
[ Not that he's surprised, from the few interactions they've had she's always seemed very confident and comfortable in her own skin. Something that has definitely drawn him to her. Taking hold of one end of the rope, he gives it a tug, making it as snug as possible without causing her any discomfort or pain.
He runs his fingers along the ropes then, studying the pattern on her torso, brushing over the rise of her breasts. ] Arms or thighs next?
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