I wake up – in the middle of the night, it’s all dark and silent. Wait, there is a sound! A giggle, then a touch, I feel it on my legs. I’m cold….

I wanna sit up, but I can’t! Something is holding me back! I can only move my upper body; my arms are in somebody’s grip….

…Lisa’s grip! I see her sitting in-between my wide spread legs, with only one hand holding both of my arms so I can’t move. I try to escape, wiggle my arms – but I can’t come free.

Finally she peels off her tank top and wraps it around my wrists, bringing them behind my head. I scream, but no sound escapes my throat. I feel panic coming up, I wanna scream I wanna move my body – but everything is so calm and silent around me, like everything happens in slow motion!

Lisa’s wide grin, her hands that slowly and gently pull my boxers down – I close my eyes but I still see everything she does. She sits on her knees, closely in front of my – now revealed – manhood. Her knees push my legs to the sides and her hands – playing on my sensitive inner thighs – keep me weak for her.

Every time I try to push my legs up, away from her, she grins and runs her fingertips teasingly inside of my legs.

“ You’re not going anywhere “ I hear her moan silently, her voice sounds far away. Then I feel a grip on my manhood, not a gentle touch, but a sudden grip. I shake my body – now finally I can break free, Lisa’s gone, and I open my eyes!

I breathe hard, my head is so hot. My chest is moving up and down like crazy, my pajama shirt sticks to my wet upperbody – drenched in sweat.

Now I see what I felt gripping me down there, it was my own hand, trying to protect myself from Lisa’s actions! Lisa’s actions…. Lisa!

I look around, hectically as I find her sitting beside the bed, holding my arm.

“ Are you alright? “ She asks, looking really worried. My eyes are moving like crazy, Lisa, my hands down there, Lisa – her worried look, my sweat drenched body. Then I realize.

“ You’ve been moving so hard in your sleep Michael, you looked so in panic so I had to wake up you “ Lisa says and strokes my arm. Oh how nice. A dream… and a pretty scary dream on top of all! I swallow.

“ That’s….that’s nice of you thank you “ I say in a hoarse voice.

“ You could maybe let your junior go “ She winks, and I see I’m still covering my boxers with my hands. I’m not naked, thanks god! I stroke over my face, it’s hot and sweaty, my hair is messy.

“ You had a bad dream? “ Lisa asks and  strokes my cheeks. Thanks god she can’t see that I blush right now – my face is red already anyways.

“ Y-Yes…” I try to smile and uncover myself from the blanket. “ I should take a shower now, thank you Lisa “ I sit up, but I feel dizzy.

“ Oh Michael “ Lisa giggles “ I have to help you come “ She grabs my arm and leads me to the shower. She helps me take off my clothes and prepares the shower for me.

“ Thank you Lisa “ I smile and kiss her cheek. “ By the way, what time is it? “ I ask, stroking over my messy hair.

“ It’s 5 a.m. Turd “  Lisa joked, calling me my nice nickname Turd.

I step in the shower, letting the warm water run over my stressed out body. Feels good…

INQUIRY 4

“ So, this inquiry is going to be a little bit different. I don’t need to ask you anything BUT I want you to listen to what I say. We have thought about your situation – especially yours Michael. From what you’ve told us and what we’ve found out from your task results. “ Miss Smith said, standing in front of a white board.

“ This is crazy “ Lisa whispered to Michael. “ Ridiculous” She shook her head and crossed her legs.

“  Lisa if you are not interested in this I have a good idea for you – divorce from your man. As simple as that. I’m sorry to say that but you two are totally different, so it IS indeed a challenge to make both of you enjoy each other. If you are not interested – give up. So what do you want now? “ Misses Smith crossed her arms in front of her chest.

Michael looked at Lisa, then slowly at Miss Smith. “ Well I’d like to stay Lisa’s husband if that’s ok?” Michael asked confused, but with his sense of humor. 

“ Lisa?” Misses Smith just looked at over at Lisa.

“ Yes” Lisa shook her head in disbelief. Who did this woman think she is, questioning their relationship!

“ Fine then please look what I worked out for you. “ Misses Smith said and wrote on the whiteboard.

-          GAME

-          REAL

“ So, what you see here, I’ll explain it to you. Since we’ve pretty much worked out most of your problems, this leaves us with yours Michael. When you’ve told me about that night with Lisa, the way she woke you up and you felt trapped, then the game she played with you, you felt submissive and so on. Remember?”

“ Yes…” Michael said. Of course he remembered that night. It was a similar – nearly the exact same thing that had happened in his dream today. Lisa being on top of him, playing with him against his will, playing with his body.

“ Good, now if you see, this isn’t really what we call making love in general. If you know what I mean. It’s more like playing – like a foreplay. Get it? It’s like an addition. So we call that GAME. Now, what I mean with REAL, is obvious, it’s the real thing, it’s the making-love. Now we wanna look at both of these terms as something separate. Michael do you have any experience with GAME?”

“ Uhm…well before Lisa, well no actually not. I don’t. I don’t even know exactly what this could be “ Michael said slowly.

“ Well games can be many things, like … stripping for each other, you know, making a show, then also things like tying, teasing, but also spoiling, or whatever little games you may think of “ Miss Smith explained.

“ Now, no I don’t have any experience “ Michael bit his lip. “ Except that night with Tatum and that night with Lisa. “

“ See, that’s my point. Both nights that stayed as a negative memory right? “ Miss Smith said.

“ Well…yes. Nothing positive there I was shocked like I said, I had no experience “ Michael sighted.

“ That’s right, that’s exactly the point. Now Lisa, what’s GAME for you? “

Lisa rolled her eyes. “ Nothing negative for sure “ She laughed. “ No, I mean…I like trying out things with the partner, I don’t know what should be bad about that, it’s exciting. “

“ And you do have experience I guess? “ Miss Smith asked. Lisa nodded.

“ Now onto the term REAL, speaking of just the sex itself. Simple and no games, no playing. Michael what can you personally say about it? Experience wise? “

“ Well….gosh, like I said I didn’t have any experience really. You probably know that anyway that here in the program was my first real night with Lisa. “

“ And did you enjoy it? Was there any games going on? “ Miss Smith asked.

“ I did enjoy it, yes very much. But we didn’t have any games going on, not from her side for sure. “

“ Now Lisa, from you I know you have experience . Now we come to the conclusion, for Michael GAME and REAL are both things that he’s unsure about and not really experienced. Now this is for you Lisa, imagine now what happens when you mix both of these terms! Speaking of that night you woke him up, I don’t know, you were restraining him –which is an aspect of GAME – and also doing sexual things to him – aspect of REAL. What do you think does this do to him? “

“ Jesus I don’t know! I’m not a psychiatrist! “ Lisa rolled her eyes.

“ Imagine the situation like this. Lisa do you like…cooking for example? “

“ No “ Lisa answered.

“ Ok one term is COOKING. Now do you like….many people, a part let’s say? “

“ Yes I like that “

“ Ok let’s take something else….do you like children, many children, playing around making noise? “

“ Uhm…no that stresses me out “

“ Fine let’s look at it like this. 2 terms. COOKING and the CHILDREN. You don’t like either of them. Now imagine if we MIX them, imagine you had to cook for many children. What would you feel? “

“ Uhm…Id be totally stressed out, that’s be horrible. “ Lisa shook her head.

“ See that’s exactly the point. By mixing both of the terms, we get something even worse. Now imagine of we mix GAME and REAL for Michael, how does he have to feel? “

“ Stressed out? Panic? “ Lisa answered, now she understood.

“ Exactly. “ Miss smith smiled, now sitting down on her couch again. “ You both got the point. So What I want you to do now, we wanna cure BOTH of these terms first until you can connect them and something NICE can develop, right? So what I want you do to – since I know Michael, you are more ill at ease with REAL now, since that night here in the program you told me – I want you to practice the aspect GAME. “

Michael sighted and stroked his hair out of his face.

“ Your next task is going to be like following : You will take a picture, don’t worry nobody will get to see it except us. I want you to portray the aspect of the GAME. And I want you Lisa, to take the picture of Michael for it ok?”

“ So how should that be?! A photo portraying GAME?!? Like a photo of Michael…tied? Do I understand that right? “

“ For example yes, that’s an idea. Just something like that is good. Now I wish you much success “ Miss Smith smiled and left the room.

“ Nice “ Lisa raised here eyebrows and sighted. Then she looked at Michael. “ Are you scared? “

“ No “ Michael just answered and sighted. But Lisa heard in his voice, he was lying.