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You never stop learning. Especially when it comes to female feelings, there are always surprises. That’s nice! The setting is this: you come to the SubWorld as a customer. You’ve booked the taster course for subs<\/a>. A taxi brings you. I’m standing at the door to greet you. You can go ahead and gather your first impressions of the house. You politely ask if you can take off your shoes. I say yes: if you like, of course. You see all the ropes, toys, and whips prepared for you. I ask if you’d like a drink and accompany you to the kitchen. The door to the terrace is open. We go outside, I open the champagne, and we sit on the outdoor sofa. You seem very tense. I try to calm your fears a little through conversation. It doesn’t really work. So I ask you to hold out your feet so I can massage them gently. Your feet feel soft and very well cared for. I’m happy about that, but at the same time I notice that the massage isn’t relieving your tension.
Only movement will help, I think to myself. I stand up and offer you my hand. I lead you to the bondage beam. In your little dress, I tie your arms together and pull them over your head up to the beam. “Would you like to be blindfolded?” I ask you. You say yes. I turn you around and fasten the blindfold around your head.
I begin to touch you. My hands slide down your sides. I pull up your dress. You’re already standing half-naked, tied up, and blindfolded on a strange man’s terrace. He undresses you, pushes up your dress, and caresses you.
I decide to create physical proximity. My pants fly off, as does my shirt. Stark naked, I touch your body with my hard cock. You realize I have a massive erection. Later, during our conversation, you tell me that this moment shocked you. You didn’t let it show. My hard, dripping cock against your skin unsettled you.
We spend a wonderful day, full of BDSM games, lots of sex, and deep conversations. You even book another day, which gave me great pleasure.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Erection as a compliment to a woman’s beauty<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

I sense guilt when you told me that my erect cock shocked you. I guess I was being too forward. I can’t just press my hard cock against your ass in the first few minutes! And then it’s dripping wet. I apologize. But you don’t understand the apology. I don’t understand anymore either.

It’s going to take some time to resolve this uncertainty.

Here’s the thing:
It shocked you that you could have such an effect on a man. You never would have expected that a man would get a hard cock in such a short time just by looking at you. You didn’t believe you were capable of that. Your perceived inferiority was the trigger for the slight shock about my cock. So it was the other way around: I didn’t go too far, but you couldn’t believe that I was so aroused because of you.
To my understanding, this is a new world: my erection as a compliment to a woman. And I thought I’d acted “too cheap.” I find the idea of \u200b\u200bthe erection compliment beautiful, despite its reprehensibility. If a woman can take a man’s hard penis as a compliment, that’s fantastic. An erection is a physical reaction to her. This compliment isn’t fake, it’s real.

I’m glad you know how beautiful you are!<\/p>\n