Meeting his demands [MF]

My friend R and I have been fuck buddies for almost a year now, and we have a bit of a Dom/sub thing going on. At first, it was mostly my interest (I’m the sub), and R was just willing to play along. But now, he enjoys the power play just as much as I do, and has gotten WAY more comfortable in that role – which is equally scary and arousing :)

My 29th birthday was in late September, and as a “celebration,” R promised to give me 29 spankings the next time we got together. I joked that he would never be able to reach 29 because his own hand would be hurting. As punishment for teasing him, R tacked on 6 more spankings to the tally, and assured me that he’d use a variety of tools to do the job – my hairbrush, his belt, or a paddle (which we purchased on a previous weekend). Over the next couple of weeks, R added on spankings every time he saw fit. Each time he did, I felt both nervous and turned on by it. I admit, I like being spanked – it gets me wet really quickly, and the mental “game” of being under someone else’s control is so arousing for me. However, 30+ spankings is going to hurt a lot, no matter how much you like it.

Being the benevolent Dom he is, R started to take pity on my increasing tally and offered to let me work some off by completing tasks for him. I jumped at the chance, both to help my situation and to please my friend. R’s first request was to send him a picture of my body, from my stomach down to my legs and toes. The next day, I had to send him a picture of my cleavage: he got a shot of me laying down on a towel, fresh out of the shower. Both times, R agreed to take a couple of spankings off, much to my relief.

I could tell R was thoroughly enjoying bossing me around, and at some point, he asked me to admit out loud that I like being under his command. I hesitated. He waited patiently for a moment, and then demanded again that I say it. I still said nothing. Although I’m really, really turned on by this play for control, I can’t seem to break from the anti-authority streak in my personality, and it’s strangely hard for me to admit out loud that R is bigger, stronger, and in control.

I’m a rebellious sub, if that makes sense. R says he’s going to break me of this eventually.

As punishment for my insubordination, R not only added more spankings, he also goaded me for it, purposely trying to piss me off so that he could increase my punishment even more. In the past, I could always put on my innocent girl voice and talk my way out of punishments, but lately he’s become much harder to convince. Even if I beg, he sometimes accuses me of manipulation. If I wanted to decrease my punishment, all I could do was resolve to complete his tasks.

Of course, he soon upped the ante. The day before he was due to visit me, R requested that I insert my balls (sex toy with 2 balls attached to a thick string) before running my errands, and to send him proof that I did this. I was turned on by his ingenuity, but I was also unhappy. Wearing the balls gets me pretty aroused – it’s disappointing to take the toy out, and not immediately replace it with a hard cock. I spent a few moments rubbing my clit, thinking about the next day when R’s mouth and fingers would be on it. It didn’t take me long to get wet, and then I slid the balls in. I sent him a picture of the string hanging down between my upper thighs before I left for the grocery store. Pleased with my obedience, R lowered my spankings to the original 29.

Finally, R arrived at my apartment the next day. We spent a few minutes fooling around on my couch until he informed me that it was time for my spankings. He told me to take off my jeans, and to bend over his knee. I obeyed, though slowly, and when I was in position, he roughly pulled down my panties. Genuinely dreading the first smack, I scrambled to cover my butt with my hands. R impatiently moved them out of the way and before I could resist again, he brought his own hand down hard on my ass. As requested, I counted, “one,” and thanked him.

Then he spanked me again and again as I counted them. My ass was stinging, and R took occasional breaks to gently rub it. The longer he paused, the more nervous I got. I again tried to sweet talk and beg my way out of it, promising him the best blow job of his life if he relented. R chuckled and said he’d get that from me anyway. I tried to cover my butt again; this time, R sternly threatened even more punishment if I didn’t submit to him. I moved my hands, and counted through several more spankings. I could tell I was starting to get wet. I was desperate for him to reach down and touch my cunt with his fingers. To push his cock inside me. But he wouldn’t give it to me.

True to his word, R eventually switched to his belt, and then my hairbrush, to deliver the spankings. He demanded to know which ones delivered the biggest sting, and I admitted honestly that the belt was a bit easier to take. At the end of it, my ass was stinging so much that it hurt to sit on the couch. But my torture apparently wasn’t over yet.

R lead me into my bedroom and instructed me to lie down on the bed while he opened my nightstand drawer and pulled out two cloth restraints. In no time, he had my hands tied to the posts of my headboard, though my legs were kept free. He then left my room without a word of where he was going. I lay there a bit confused, until I heard the unmistakable noise of my freezer door opening and him rummaging around inside. Immediately dreading the ice I knew he’d bring back with him, I started squirming against my restraints. My friend chuckled when he returned, enjoying my reaction. He stretched out beside me and slowly lowered an ice cube to my nipple. I jumped and yelped at the harsh sensation, but before I could protest, he clamped his mouth to my breast. Cold quickly followed by warm felt wonderful. He did the same with my other nipple, and then trailed down my stomach, following touches of ice with his mouth.

Fortunately and unfortunately, he didn’t stop when he reached my cunt. I writhed and whimpered when I felt the ice touch my clit, and moaned when it was followed by his lips and tongue. Enjoying my struggle, R pushed my legs further apart and pressed the melting ice cube to my asshole. “Fuck!” I said loudly, attempting to clamp my legs shut. Once again, he pushed them apart, and then used his mouth to soothe and warm the area that he’d just tortured.

Next, R grabbed my ipad and got onto pornhub. He found a video he knew I would like, and instructed me to watch it while he rummaged in my drawer for other toys. As I watched a woman perform enthusiastic oral on another girl, R began slipping the aforementioned balls inside my pussy. He commented aloud about how wet my cunt was; I wasn’t surprised, after all the spankings and teases, and one glance at his erection told me I wasn’t the only one getting off on this. Soon, I felt the tip of my butt plug press gently against my ass. R eased it in bit by bit until it was fully inside me.

By this point, I was going nuts. The girl-on-girl porn alone would have had me horny, but adding in the sex toys only made it worse. Finally, my Dom decided to reward my obedience. He nestled himself between my legs, his arms under my thighs and hands gripping my hips. As the porn continued to play next to me, R lowered his face to my pussy and began making long, slow licks up my slit. I could even see “strands” of my cum spreading from my cunt up to his tongue. That image, coupled with the sensation of having a full ass and cunt, was driving me over the edge. Sensing that I was getting closer to orgasm, R began eagerly lapping and sucking at my clit. Had my hands been free, I would have dug them into his hair; instead, I found myself digging my nails into my own palms. I whimpered and moaned and told him how good I was feeling, and how hard I was going to cum. My friend responded by pulling my hips even harder against him, tonguing my clit as fast as he could. Finally, I came, and the climax was long and fantastic. Having the toys inside me leads to some amazing orgasms.

That was a couple weeks ago, but my friend and I have decided to keep up with the “tasks.” Writing this story was his most recent request :)

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/77jveb/meeting_his_demands_mf

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