*this is a romantic, sometimes cheesy erotica with mdom. i tried writing it from the male pov even though i’m a girl, so sorry if it sounds weird at times! i appreciate any feedback! hope you enjoy!*
I woke up in the middle of the night, having just had a slightly weird dream, which I instantly forgot. I rolled over to my girlfriend’s side to hold her.
She wasn’t there. I got up and went down the corridor to look for her.
She was sitting at the kitchen table, her head resting on a book, laptop open in front of her. It didn’t look like a comfortable position.
‘Hey, sweetheart.’ I put my hand on her back. ‘Come to bed.’
She stirred and lifted her head. ‘Michael. What time is it?’
‘I don’t know, maybe two a.m. Come on, let’s get you in bed.’
She got up and held my arm as we crept back to our bedroom. ‘I didn’t revise enough, I’m so unprepared for my exam tomorrow,’ she said, standing next to the bed.
I pulled her onto the bed so she was next to me. ‘It doesn’t matter if you fail, just try again.’
‘Yeah, but I should’ve tried harder and started revising earlier.’ Her voice was quivering. I quickly enveloped her in a hug.
‘You just have to make sure you don’t do the same thing again next time, baby.’
‘Yeah,’ she mumbled into my shoulder.
‘Aw, babe, it’s okay. If you need to cry or anything, just do it. I’m here for you.’
‘Thanks Michael,’ she said.
‘Is there anything you want me to do for you?’ I asked.
‘Um…well, if you don’t mind, could you massage my back?’
‘Yeah, of course I can, sweetheart.’ I took away the pillows on her side and chucked them on the dressing table. ‘Lift your hips so I can take your shorts off.’
She shimmied out of them and threw them on the dressing table. I pulled her T-shirt off her (she doesn’t wear a bra) and put the clothes on top of her pillows. I glanced at her breasts, which looked perky and soft. She was pretty hot. I could feel the blood rushing to my dick already as I tried to control my sudden sexual feelings.
She lay face down on the bed. I kissed the small of her bare back, then started to stroke it slowly.
‘Is that better?’ I asked. ‘Yes, it feels amazing,’ she replied.
After stroking her back for a few more minutes, I moved onto her shoulders, gently squeezing and releasing to ease the tension in them.
I heard her sigh softly. Good, she seemed much more relaxed now.
I massaged her head and played with her hair. Then I moved right next to her feet and squeezed them. At first, her feet kind of squirmed away from me, but soon they grew more relaxed in my hold. I stroked her calves, then her thighs. God, I was so horny. It took every ounce of my self-control not to pull her knickers down and rub my penis against her vulva.
I needed to get to her inner thighs. I gently pushed her legs apart. She moaned. Yes, I was doing something right! I started to massage her inner thighs. Then I kneaded her buttocks. By now, I could clearly tell she was extremely aroused. Her pussy was glistening with cum, and there was a wet spot on the bed between her legs.
‘You know, babe, it was very naughty of you to stay up late at night revising. It’s not good for you. I’ll need to give you a spanking. Is that okay, baby?’
‘Yes, please spank me, Michael,’ she cried.
‘Ask me nicely,’ I said.
‘Please, please, please spank me! I know I deserve it after being so naughty.’
‘Yes, you do deserve it.’ I spanked her several times while she moaned with pleasure. I slapped her vagina lightly a few times, making her squirm in desperation. Then I flipped her over.
‘Touch me, Michael, *please*!’ she begged.
I circled her full nipples with the tips of my finger. ‘I *am* touching you.’
‘No, please, touch my clit, I can’t wait.’
I gave her nipples a tweak. ‘Ah, but naughty girls who stay up late at night revising don’t get their clits rubbed, do they.’ I chuckled at the sight of her disappointed, desperate, flushed face.
‘I’ll be a good girl next time if you just lick my clit,’ she choked out.
‘A-a-ah no demanding, baby. You’re in no place to negotiate – I could ban you from masturbating for months if I wanted to.’ I could feel my erection getting harder and harder as I said all these dominating things to her.
‘You wouldn’t really do that, would you?’ My girlfriend looked so alarmed that I had to comfort her.
‘Of course not, baby.’ I massaged her shoulders. ‘That would just be cruel.’
‘Well, if I promise to be obedient, then can I come?’ she asked, her sweet, innocent eyes gazing at me longingly.
‘Hmm…’ I traced my finger over her skin. ‘You need to prove to me that you’re going to be a good girl before I even think about letting you come.’
‘Michael.’ She sat up and gripped my shoulders. ‘I’m so fucking horny. I need you right now.’
I knew what I wanted. I wanted complete control over her body. I flung open the door of her wardrobe and pulled out a soft, silky scarf.
‘Lie down, baby, and put your hands above your head.’
She quickly obeyed me. I wrapped her scarf around her wrists and secured them to the bed frame. Her arms were trapped. There was no way she could masturbate.
I straddled her and sucked her nipples, enjoying her soft moans. When I lifted my head, she was squirming under me.
‘I need my clit to be rubbed,’ she cried.
‘No baby, you need to be taught a lesson.’ Still, I moved my head down to her groin.
‘Oh, oh,’ she gasped. I smiled at her flustered face, then kissed her pubic mound. She immediately melted around me.
‘Michael, could you do that again please?’ she asked.
‘Sure, baby.’ I kissed her pubic mound again, this time slightly lower.
She closed her legs, blushing. I parted them again.
‘Michael, do I smell okay?’
I bent down and licked her vagina, tasting the juices oozing out of it. ‘Everything about your pussy is lovely, darling,’ I said.
I scrambled out of my underwear, freeing my boner. ‘Do you want me to rub my penis against your clit?’ I asked her.
‘Oh, yes please,’ she gasped.
I straddled her writhing body so that I could grind against her.
‘You like that, baby?’
‘Yes! But could you just rub your penis at my vagina and move all my cum to my clit please?’
I grinned. ‘Sure.’
As soon as I did that, she started moaning loudly. I was scared the neighbours could hear, but then I thought it would be kind of hot for them to know I had such a sexual, vocal, naughty girl. I sped up the grinding.
‘Michael, I love you. I love you so much,’ my girlfriend said, her eyes glassy.
‘I love you too, angel.’ I paused the grinding to kiss her, making her smile.
‘Michael?’
‘Yeah?’
‘Do you think…maybe you could degrade me a little more? Tell me what a slut I am?’ she panted.
I pinched her nipples gently, ‘Sure, baby. Um…’ I paused, thinking of how I could degrade her. ‘Er…you’re such a naughty slut, you…er…’
‘Tell me how wet and horny I am,’ she moaned, helping me out.
‘Oh, you naughty slut, you’re so wet…have you been desperate for this all day? I bet while you were sitting at your desk at work you squeezed your thighs together and thought of me, didn’t you, baby?’
‘Oh, oh, yes I did, sir.’ She writhed underneath me. ‘And every other guy in the room.’
‘If I wasn’t busy rubbing my hard cock against you I’d flip you over and spank you, you naughty slut,’ I moaned. God, I loved this dirty talk.
‘I’m sorry, I want to be your good little slut,’ my love panted. ‘I’m all yours sir, my body belongs to you, especially my pussy, you own my orgasms…I fucking love you.’
I was close to orgasm. I continued to thrust against her squirming, sweaty body. ‘I love you too,’ I gasped. ‘I think I’m going to come.’
‘Come all over my pussy,’ she cried out.
I reached my climax, and ejaculated all over her. I rolled off her and looked at her. Her hips were still grinding against an invisible penis. Poor girl. I needed to return to my duty.
I traced a finger over her pubic mound, which was coated in my own cum.
‘Michael, please, I need to touch myself.’ Her hands struggled at the scarf. ‘Please,’ she begged.
‘Ok, ok, baby, just calm down, relax your bum and thighs. I licked up some of the cum off her pubic mound. It felt so erotic, tasting my own cum while I licked it off my girl. ‘I’m going to pleasure you using my own cum, would you like that?’
‘Oh, yes please.’ She smiled. ‘Good, just keep your butt relaxed until I tell you to.’
I moved some of the cum from her pubic mound to her clitoris. I felt her buck her hips.
‘Now, what did I say about that? Be a good girl.’ I half turned her over to give her butt a quick smack, eliciting a moan from her.
I returned to her vulva. I stroked her clitoris lightly, enjoying her physical reactions to my touch.
‘Your nipples seem rather neglected. Would you like me to untie your wrists so you can play with them?’
‘Yes please, sir,’ she said humbly. I paused pleasuring her to release her wrists from their soft bounds. I massaged them gently. ‘Do your wrists hurt, lovely?’
‘No, they’re fine. Can I play with my nipples now?’
‘Of course you can, baby.’ She brought her fingers to her mouth – probably to lubricate them – but hesitated. ‘Do whatever feels good, I don’t mind at all, as long as it gives you the pleasure you crave.’
She beamed. ‘Okay.’ She drew the tips of her wet fingers across her nipples, rolling and flicking them.
I pushed my finger into the entrance of her vagina, soaking it with her cum. I masturbated her a bit with this, then used some of my cum from her pubic mound to back her clitoris even wetter. I rubbed her until she was crying out with pleasure, then stopped. Her hands immediately moved to her pussy.
‘STOP! You can play with your nipples, but NO masturbating.’
‘Yes sir,’ she gasped. I secretly admired her self-restraint.
‘Now, I’m going to rub you again, but you are NOT allowed to come.’
‘Yes, sir.’ I masturbated her, fast enough to make her struggle to stop herself from having an orgasm.
‘Who does your body belong to?’ I asked, groaning with my own pleasure.
‘You, sir,’ she cried, thrusting her body under me.
‘What is your purpose?’
‘To give you pleasure, sir. I’m your toy to use as you like.’
*Fuck, this was so hot.* ‘Good girl.’
I shifted down to lick her pussy. Now I was pleasuring her with a mixture of her cum, my cum, and my saliva. Sex always made me feel closer to her – the intimacy of giving someone the most primal form of pleasure, the trust that was needed to enjoy it so much.
‘You can lift your hips and tense up now if you want, baby,’ I said.
With a moan, she immediately tensed her buttocks. ‘I’m a naughty girl,’ she cried.
‘Yes, you are, baby. And now I’m punishing you by making you wait for my permission before you can come.’ It was hard, talking between pleasuring my woman, but I managed it.
‘I’m nothing more than your toy to fuck,’ she moaned.
‘That’s why you need to be taught that every single one of your orgasms is a privilege – I could have you on your knees all day, horny and begging me to fuck you, while you suck me off – but I know that the more pleasure I show you that is all yours if you’re good, the more you’ll learn your purpose and your place.’
‘I’m a slut,’ she said, thrusting her hips.
‘But you’re my good little slut. You’ll obey my every command, and only orgasm when I give you permission and fuck whoever I tell you to whenever and wherever I please. Won’t you?’
‘Oh, oh, yes, I will, I wanna be your good little slut, I want to show you that my body is yours.’ By now, she’d stopped playing with her nipples, her arms clutching the bedposts as if they were bound to it. ‘Sir, please may I come?’
‘You naughty slut, I haven’t punished you for your disobedience yet.’ I decided to be really mean, and got off her sweaty body. ‘Sit up, baby.’
I pulled her up. She looked drained yet alive and excited. I squeezed both her nipples, hard.
‘How does this make you feel?’ I asked.
‘Wet. Vulnerable. Horny. Slutty.’ She was still breathing very fast.
I pulled her onto my lap, face down, and began to spank her. ‘You’re so wet, aren’t you? Just from me punishing you. Your body knows your true place, although you don’t seem to.’
I put my hand underneath her and rubbed her clitoris using her cum.
‘Sir, please may I come?’ she begged.
‘No. You are not entitled to pleasure. You need to learn that pleasure is earned.’
‘How can I earn it?’ ‘Tomorrow, I’m going to take you to Master R’s dungeon. Remember him?’
I’d taken her to him a few months ago to “punish” her for coming too early. He had an extensive collection of whips, paddles, restraints and sex toys that she’d loved.
‘What will Master do to me?’ she asked.
‘He’ll tie your wrists to suspended ropes form the ceiling and tease you until you’re soaking wet. Then he’ll ban you from coming for a week. And he’ll whip, spank and fuck you, whether you like it or not.’
I spanked her even harder.
‘Oh – oh, yes! I promise I’ll obey him! Please may I come now?’
I delivered a sharp smack to her butt. ‘What do you address me as?’
‘Sir, sir! I’m sorry, sir. Please may I come, sir?’
I tossed her back on the bed. ‘You may not come for a week and you will be punished in Master R’s dungeon for hours. So you may come.’
Then I sucked her clitoris.
She moaned and cried with intense pleasure as I finally let her have what she needed. Her cries of ‘I’m your good little slut, I’m your good little slut,’ faded away as her orgasm overtook her and pulsed through her clitoris and body.
When it was over, she rolled over onto her side, facing away from her, breathing fast. Then she crept under the covers and closed her eyes.
‘Thank you, Michael,’ she said. ‘That was amazing.’
‘I loved it too. Can I cuddle you?’
‘Sure, I’ll be the little spoon.’
And that was how we fell asleep, with her lying curled up in my arms.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/g5hcd6/romantic_late_night_teasing_and_spanking_mf_mdom