A Magical Dance with Naomi

Last year at the start of winter, I filmed a spanking film alongside three other girls and two tops at a beautiful manor in the countryside. It took three full  days to film and included a six of the best caning scene at the end. When we finished my final take I felt exhausted and wanted nothing more than to curl up into a blanket. So afterwards, I put on my comfiest knickers and pyjamas before happily sitting down at the dining table where we were served homemade pasta and ciabatta. 

Over the last three days, there had been suggestions of having a small party while taking something extra. I had never taken anything before and felt a little reluctant when I heard it. In fact, up until that point, I had actively been avoiding parties and alcohol because they made me feel uncomfortable. However, I had grown fond of everyone in this short period of time and when I looked over at Bella, I knew there was at least someone here I could trust. If there was ever a time I wanted to try out new things, now would be a good time. I felt like everyone would take care of me and keep me safe. 

By this point, everyone but Dilan and I had gotten up from the table. She had never tried 2C-B before either, but we both agreed we’d give it a go. We took it and then sat down in front of one of the fires. Everyone else joined us and then it became a little bit like a waiting game. 

“Do you feel anything yet?” I was asked a few times. 

I shrugged every time, unsure if anything had changed yet. It probably took between 30 minutes and an hour before I felt some kind of a funny feeling in my body. It felt like I was radiating light or as if a light was living inside of me. It was a bit strange, but pleasant. The Baron asked me how I was doing and took me to what we now jokingly call the kitchen cupboard, which was technically still in the same room. 

The door remained open so we could see what everyone else was up to but he had turned off the lights in here. He explained the effects of 2C-B to me. The good thing, he said, was that I could turn its effects on and off if I wanted to. In theory, if I wanted the effects of 2C-B to stop I only needed to step into a ‘normally’ lit room. If I did that, everything would appear to be normal, and as such, he concluded, I was in control.

Mind you, I really wasn’t feeling that different from my usual self and I felt far from losing any kind of control. While something had changed I couldn’t quite place it. Someone said that the lights around them felt brighter but that was barely the case for me. I was musing this over with the Baron when somehow, seemingly without noticing, I ended up back in the kitchen. 

From one moment to another, my hands ended up in Naomi’s, who had been another spankee in the movie this weekend. All of a sudden, the most beautiful woman stood in front of me. She was wearing a stylish, sexy and kinky outfit that she had clearly put thought into. After wearing her hair in braids for three days it was now down and eyeliner highlighted her eyes. Her touch felt warm and gentle and it caused my heart to skip a beat. 

She pulled me closer and invited me to dance. Smoothly, she spun around and did a pirouette, then guided me into one. I momentarily lost my grounding, as anxiety took hold of me. I suddenly felt a bit dizzy and felt like I was flying, but then she safely caught me with her other hand. We were dancing together. 

I smiled as we pulled each other closer. I looked into her eyes and felt like I wanted to just keep staring at her. Her lips lingered teasingly close to mine and then we kissed. It felt so magical.

I still felt vague remnants of anxiety from attempting to dance but at the same time, Naomi made everything feel alright. The dance continued and then we kissed again.

She lifted me on the kitchen counter and the next moment, my back laid flat against the kitchen counter.

“Careful” – “Oh, wait” – I heard voices say as they hastily moved some glasses out of the way.

Naomi laughed, then made a joke, which made me feel like it was just the two of us and the rest of the world didn’t matter.

After I gave her permission she pulled down my pyjama bottoms to discover my less than sexy underwear.  

“Those seem way too comfortable,” she jokingly said.

My cheeks went red and I stumbled over my words. “Yes I was… cold… tired and…” I wanted to say how I felt anything but cold right now. 

I found myself half-naked on the kitchen counter, my skin tingling with anticipation. She playfully drenched my chest with half a glass of water, which made me jump up in surprise and aroused me at the sae time. It felt like she was taking charge, and then we laughed again.

She asked me what I wanted to do, but I didn’t quite know. I realised that she may be a service top and at that moment I didn’t know myself well enough to know what I wanted. All I could feel was that I wanted to make her happy. But as we didn’t know each other really, and neither of us seemed to know how to do that. 

I slid off the kitchen counter, my feet finding the cool tile floor as we faced each other once more. There was a palpable hunger in the air, a silent acknowledgment that our encounter was far from over, yet we were both unsure of the next move. She suggested stepping outside for a breath of fresh air, extending an invitation for me to join.

In that moment, I sensed she needed a moment to herself. I nodded, understanding the need for space, assuring her I’d be fine. The truth was, I needed to be around people but I knew I would be able to find a friend somewhere.

I didn’t really know how to thank her. She’d made me feel alive in a way I hadn’t in a long time. I thought she might be deterred by my awkwardness once she got to know the real me and thought it would be best to give her space.

In the ballroom, I later watched her dance elegantly on her own, as I ended up cuddling on the couch with C, who I had chatted to quite a bit the day before. He made me feel so calm and safe that by the end of the night, I went to bed peacefully. For the first time, I felt like I’d found people I might be able to be myself around. 

Xx Mila

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