Sir told me to post this here so that people could see how bratty I am and how much I love to take orders. ???
It was our 3 year anniversary. 3 years of knowing & loving each other. We decided it was noteworthy enough to celebrate it so we booked a hotel room. We were looking forward to getting away from the everyday stress of life. Family stuff, work, responsibilities. We wanted to forget about everything and everyone else and eat, fuck, eat, and indulge…not necessarily in that order. ;)
We booked a room in a large historic hotel. As I was making the reservations I could imagine Sir tying my arms against the vintage bed frame so that I was unable to free them. I imagined what the rope would feel tugging at my wrists as I struggled against the craftsmanship of the bed that would never allow me to get away so easily. I could also never get away easily because Sir would never allow that. The only way I’d ever escape Sir is if he wanted me to get away so that he could watch me struggle and submit to him more.
The weekend came around and we checked into our hotel. It had a 1920’s vibe and uniqueness to it. This is going to be a good weekend I thought as I looked at Sir and he looked back at me in the elevator. We found our room, put our things down, and decided we should get some dinner. There was a place to get dinner in the hotel and we figured that was probably our best option in terms of convenience. Sir of course had other ideas about dinner as well. He made me wear a buzzer in my thong and he was in charge of the remote, of course. I slid them on under my dress and grabbed for the remote because I’m a brat and I wanted to be bratty. Sir’s mood changed. He got this intense look in his eyes, slowly stepped towards me, and made me fall on the bed behind me. As he nudged my legs open wider for him and turned up the intensity of the controller, he asked, “Are you sure that’s a good idea to be a brat this early? We’ve got a whole weekend ahead of us”. Whimpering, I replied, “No Sir”. “That’s a good girl.” He replied in that ‘I’m not fucking around tone’. “Now come on, we’re gonna be late for dinner, what are you doing just hanging out on the bed?” Sir said in a devilishly delightful voice that I just lived to hear. I got up from the bed, my legs still weak from Sir dominating me. We went to dinner and it was loud enough to use the buzzer without letting on to everyone else in the restaurant.
Dinner was great but I was eager to get back to the room after being teased and not allowed to cum for so long. I have a terrible time not cumming. The minute I’m told I can’t have something I become that much more desperate for said thing. We got back up the hotel room and Sir kept messing with the intensity of the buzzer because he could. Sir helped me out of my dress, and slid his hand over my ass making me gasp and remain still. Sir couldn’t help it, he loved my ass, he couldn’t resist touching it, grabbing it, squeezing it, spanking it. I enjoyed it as well. After my dress was off he undid his belt, unzipped his pants, and with every damn sound I became weaker. Sound is a trigger for me whether it be music or how it sounds when he’s dominating me. “Come over here and suck on my cock.” he said. I hesitated because in my brat mentality…I don’t have to do what you say and when the heck do I get to cum? I should have cum hours ago! “Do you want a punishment, is that why you’re hesitating? You know you love to embrace that naughty girl that you are.” Sir said. “Well I haven’t gotten to cum at all. And I’m not a naughty girl.” I replied. “Ohh, but you are. I’ll show you just how naughty you are.” Sir said. With that, he got up from his chair, pulled it out of its suitcase, and as soon as I heard it I grew weak and he knew it. He knew he had me in the palm of his hand. Then again, I never left the palm of his hand, no matter how bratty I got. He always had me.
Clink, clink, clink…..it was my collar and leash. Instantly I whimpered, “No, Sir, please. I’m sorry. I’ll get on my knees and suck on your cock and balls.” I pleaded. “Oh I know you will, cause you’re my naughty girl.” He said as he put the collar around my neck. The collar and leash were on me, “Now c’mere. Get down on your knees.” he said as he sat back down in his chair. “Go on, impress me. Suck on my cock like the naughty girl you are.” he said. I began to suck on his cock and balls enthusiastically, just how I knew he liked it. My head bobbing up and down, running my tongue all along his cock, all over his balls. I felt his hand grip the back of my head as he pushed my face into his balls. “That’s my good girl. Suck on my balls.” He said. That was all I wanted deep down, was to be his “good girl”….I remembered that good girls get rewards and maybe if I suck his cock and balls well enough I’ll get a reward.
After some time Sir pulled me away from his cock and balls and took the leash off of my collar. Still on my knees I immediately fought to get back to sucking his cock because, I was doing a thing and I want to continue to do that thing. I often forget who’s in control. “Get on the bed.” He ordered. I slowly got up and meandered over to the bed. “I said get on the bed.” Sir reinforced. I gave him a look that said, make me get on the bed. He came from behind me and threw me onto the bed. I moaned and gasped. I loved challenging his authority, making him get all riled up and show me the monster inside of him, I lived for it. I could never get enough of it.
He took more restraints out of his bag that I didn’t even know he packed. He tied a rope to that fantastic craftsmanship of a bed again because I’ve been known to break bed frames when tied to them if they’re not sturdy enough. This time he had me tied down completely. My hands were restrained, my ankles restrained, my collar still on, now a bite gag in my mouth. “The bite gag is so I don’t have to hear you beg to cum because you’ll cum when I tell you, and that’s if I tell you. You’ve been very naughty today and I haven’t decided yet if you should be allowed to cum.” he said. I let out a series of whimpers through the gag in hopes that he’d change his mind. He slid some fingers around my pussy because he wanted to see how wet I was. Very was the answer. “Oh my god, can you feel that? You are so wet right now.” he said. I started to rock my hips in anticipation. All I wanted right now was his hard throbbing cock in my pussy. I wanted to be fucked and for him to destroy my pussy so badly.
I could feel his head at my entrance and finally after what felt like years of waiting, he slipped right in. He started to fuck me fast and with vigor. He pulled back on my hips and slammed me onto his cock, the whole time I’m screaming through the gag and hoping that the gag is muffling the screams. I’m gripping at the sheets on the bed. At this point the fitted sheet has come off of one of the sides. My eyes are rolling back because it just feels so good having his hard, throbbing cock inside of me, dominating me with every thrust. I can feel his dominance seeping into me as I sink into the bed even more. He stops fucking me and I immediately get desperate and start rocking my hips again. He starts teasing me but rubbing his hard cock on my pussy. “What’s wrong? You seem like you want something.” he says in that devilish tone again. “Mmhmm” I reply through the gag. “Oh, I can’t understand what you’re staying.” he replies. With that he undoes the gag so that I can talk. “I want your hard cock inside of me.” I say in a desperate, fierce tone. “Oh, you do? Well tell me then, who’s in control?” he asks.
I begrudgingly answer, “You are.” “That’s right. But isn’t my little fuck toy supposed to address me properly? So I’ll ask you again, who’s in control?” he asks. This time I can’t help but give in to him completely and abandon my bratty way of life. “You are Sir, you’re in control. Please fuck me Sir, please. Please do whatever you want to me.” I desperately reply. “That’s my naughty girl.” he replies as he enters me again. As he’s pushing me down and slamming his hard cock into me he finishes and says, “And don’t you forget it.”
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/afrjte/make_me_get_on_the_bed_sir_fsub
Firm, fair and friendly…nice work.