My first femdom part 9: role reversal [mf]

First 8 parts in my profile. Would recommend reading them first.

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I strained against my bonds. My balls were numb from being pulled away from me. My shoulders hurt from arching backwards in an attempt to alleviate the strain. Claire was seated just inches away from my face.

“Please, come a little closer,” I begged.

Claire let out a giggled and grabbed my by the hair, pulling me closer to her. The extra bit of tension was enough to increase the pain and strain on me immensely.

“The sooner you start licking, the sooner I’ll release you.”

I began eating Claire out like my life depended on it. Without her holding me in place, I wouldn’t have been able to reach.

After about a minute Claire released her hand from my hair, and slid herself back away from me, standing up and walking behind me. She released some of the tension on the rope attached to my balls, and a wave of relief came over me. My hips were still slightly suspended above the floor, but the strain was significantly less. I felt like I could breathe better and more fully since I had been taking shorter breaths before so my body wouldn’t move so much.

Claire took her seat in front of me again, so I resumed where we’d left off. I noticed she wasn’t showing signs of enjoying herself like she normally would (deep breaths, quiet moans etc) so I took pause to look up and noticed her on my phone.

“Who are you messaging?” I asked.

“Nobody.”

“Then what’re you doing?”

She didn’t answer me. Instead, she leaned forward, reaching one arm out and gave me two really strong flicks to the balls. Normally, this wouldn’t be so bad in comparison to the punishment she has given me before, but I had already had lower tolerance from the punishment today.

Message received, I continued to lick her and she continued to seem uninterested.

“Are you getting close? I don’t want to be late to Rob’s party.”

“What’s your bosses name?”

“Uhh.. why?”

“I’m just gonna let him know you’re not coming in next week. Since you’ll be staying over all week I figured we’d make the most of it, so you won’t be going to work.”

“I can’t just book it off on short notice.”

More flicks to the balls. Claire tone of voice suggested she had little patience for me since I made the mistake of calling her a fucking bitch under my breath earlier.

Message received… again.

“I don’t email my boss for time off requests. We request it through the work HR portal and it gets reviewed by my boss. But not usually approved on short notice.”

“Cant hurt to try. Now tell me what I need to request the time off, and when you’re done you better finish my without talking again, or I’m tightening you again.”

Claire was always a little bossy, but never like this. She was always an enthusiastic kinda bossy, this was more no-nonsense.

I relented and walked Claire through the process, and my time off request was submitted. I got back to licking Claire. She finally put my phone down and began to focus on her orgasm again. At this point I had only been restrained for 15 minutes, which is basically an eternity when you’re trapped in an uncomfortable position like this.

Claire’s orgasm cake around. Her legs began shaking, her body responding to the movements of my tongue. She grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled me in again as she climaxes. She began moving my head all around her pussy, getting all of her wetness over my face.

Afterwards, Claire took her time with whatever it was she was doing, leaving me restrained.

“You’re gonna have to do me in record time if we’re still going to be on time to the party.” I joked.
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“Aw, you’re cute. Thinking I’m gonna actually let you cum.”

“You told me you would earlier.”

“That was before you called me a fucking bitch,” She said in a plain voice.

“What do I have to do to make you forget about that?”

“We’ll see if you follow through with your promises at the party tonight,” She said.

(In part 8, when Claire first tied me into this very compromising position, I had promised to show some PDA at the party, call her my girlfriend, and agreed to stay over for the week)

Claire stood in front of my, her feet inches from my face. She leaned over, bending from the waist, placing one hand on my back, the other reaching to massage my balls before giving them a few light taps.

“Give each foot a few kisses,” she ordered.

I didn’t want to argue this one. I did as I was asked. When she had enough, she loosened the restraint around my balls. My hips fell to the floor, finally relief for my back, shoulders and core.

Before I knew it, we were both dressed and out the door, but not before I was once again locked in chastity.

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We arrived to the party about half an hour late, but this was kind of par for the course with our group of friends. We were still among the first to arrive, which probably annoyed Claire. She wanted everyone to see us arrive together.

Her mood changed when the party was in full-swing. She was having fun, and wasn’t mad at me any more. This gave me time to evaluate the situation – I honestly couldn’t tell if she was genuinely pissed at my slip of the tongue earlier, or if she rolled with it as an excuse to punish me.

The party went on, I followed through with my end of the deal and was all over Claire the entire night, much to the dismay of Matt and Laura, who were each into us respectively.

Matt had already suspected that Claire and I were ‘dating’ so he tried to poke fun at it in an attempt to gather more info. I never gave in, usually redirecting his jokes to another topic. It was none of his business, but mostly I dodged his remarks because Claire and I weren’t officially together, and I wouldn’t know how to answer things like how long we’d been together, how it started etc.

I also ended up getting texts from Laura later that evening. She straight up asked me how long Claire and I had been together. You know you’ve pissed a woman off when all her texts end with lower case lol. Again, I tried not to say too much, especially over text when Claire could read them at any time.

The night reached a point where things were peaking, and would soon begin to wind down. Usually 12:30 or so, before everyone would finally leave around 2. To make up for the group not seeing us arrive together, we had to leave early to make sure they’d all see us leave together.

I had nothing to drink so I ended up driving us back to Claire’s place. We held hands on the car ride home.

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Getting back to Claire’s apartment before 1am meant we still had a lot of night ahead of us. I decided now was a good time to address the stuff from earlier.

“I’m sorry for what I said earlier.”

“What?” she asked.

“When I came over after work, and I called you a bitch.”

Claire put her arms around the back of my neck and her body against mine as our face met and kissed.

“You called me a fucking bitch… and don’t apologize. That was fucking hot.”

I was kinda caught off guard by this. Apparently I spent the better part of the evening stressing over nothing.

“Really?”

“Yeah, really.”

“I genuinely thought you were mad at me.”

“Not at all. The fact that I pushed you hard enough that you blurted that out… I’m gonna be thinking about that when you’re inside me tonight.”

Her saying that was enough to make my dick perk up. I’d been craving being in Claire raw again, and she knew it.

“Maybe we can try something new tonight…” Claire started.

“We tried something new earlier, I’m still kinda recovering from that.”

She kissed me again.

“I want you to be in charge tonight.”

That… is new. I never expected Claire to want to switch roles like this.

“And I want you to talk dirty to me like you did earlier. Come…” she said, leading me by the hand to her bedroom.

If it were as simple as it sounds, I’d probably just straight up have sex with her tonight in every position imaginable. But she wanted me to talk dirty, so she probably wanted me to be rough.

We started out slow, with me controlling the pace. I removed her clothes, she removed mine. I grabbed the handcuffs from her night stand and cuffed her hands behind her back.

I kissed her gently before pushing her into her back and then grabbing one of her legs and flipping her onto her stomach. I grabbed the cuffs by the chain and lifted her arms up. I then sat kneeled over her legs, and delivered a full palm smack to her ass.

“Was that okay?” I asked.

“Don’t ask me that. I’ll use your safe word if something isn’t okay.”

I wasn’t used to being dominant. This was new territory for me but I was willing to try to embrace it.

“You didn’t have to say that with the attitude,” I replied, delivering another firm smack to the other cheek.

Claire let out a moan, which REALLY turned me on. It was this moment some sort of switch turned on inside of me.

I placed Claire’s arms back down and climbed off of her, leaving the bedroom to go to her second bedroom/office to the closet where she kept all of her toys. I retrieved the dildo she had used to choke me previously.

I returned to the bedroom and placed the dildo on the bed.

“Feeling adventurous, huh?” Claire remarked.

“No more talking, unless you’re gonna use your safe word,” I relied, lifting her arms again as I spanked her multiple times, each hit harder than the last. The way her ass responded to the spanks was glorious. Just enough jiggle to see the impact before returning to its usual, firm and toned shape.

I then flipped Claire back into her stomach and spread her legs, sliding in between them. In my left hand I reached up Claire’s body and grabbed her right nipple in between my thumb and index, pinching her. In my right hand, I grabbed my dick and began stroking myself.

I wasn’t getting much of a reaction from lunching her nipple, so I doubled down, pinching harder. Claire responded by pushing a little with her legs in an attempt to distance herself from me. She was moaning – in pain or in pleasure, I wasn’t sure.

Once I was hard enough, I took my hand off of my dick and began running my thumb over her labia to see if she was wet enough for me to enter her. She was.

I lined up my dick and slowly pressed myself into her. We both let out simultaneous moans. I wasted no time fucking Claire. This might be my only opportunity to be in control so I wasn’t about to waste it.

It didn’t take me long to sense that I was going to cum soon, so I decided to switch positions. I flipped Claire back on to her stomach, brought her up to her knees and spread her legs, holding her by the hips as I entered her pussy from behind.

As momentum built, I pounded her harder and harder. Claire began moaning wildly, so I stopped, pulling my dick out.

I then began smacking her ass again, my hand beginning to leave pink marks on both of her cheeks.

“Don’t fake the moaning, you’re bad at it.”

When Claire’s moans subsided, I entered her again. It took time to build the momentum again, but Claire helped by pushing back against me in rhythm with my motions as best as she could handcuffed.

It didn’t take long before I was cunning inside her – something I had been eagerly awaiting to do again since she introduced me to it previously.

I wasn’t done. Once I came to my senses, I pulled out of Claire and brought her to kneel in front of as as I stood on her bed.

“Clean up your mess,” I ordered her, grabbing a handful of her hair and guiding her face toward my cock.

Claire did as she was told and began to give me a blowjob as best as she could hands-free. Once I was satisfied a pushed her down to her stomach and straddled the back of her legs again.

I grabbed the dildo and inserted it into her wet pussy for lubrication. I then pulled it out and placed the tip of it against her ass hole. This seemed to catch Claire off guard as she flinched when it touched.

“No, not my ass,” she said in a stern voice.

I was at a crossroads. Claire would never let me make demands like this… this is what she has a safe word for.

“So you like it when my tongue is in your ass, and you don’t mind playing with mine, but you expect me to stop here?” I asked.

“Please…” she trembled.

I began pushing the dildo into her ass. Claire’s legs tensed up before they started trying to kick against her bed and her hips began to wiggle trying to fight it.

She groaned as it entered her further.

I spent several minutes thrusting the dildo back and forth in and out of her ass until she stopped struggling and became more comfortable, face down on her bed.

It was around this time I became hard again. When I was satisfied with her punishment, I flipped her over for one last round of missionary. I decided to give her the boyfriend treatment and alternate between passionately kissing her and kissing the spots on her neck and collarbone that she liked.

As I came, I whispered into her ear, “I love you.”

When I finished, I stayed inside her and spent a few more minutes kissing her, not speaking l, just feeling each other.

When I finally uncuffed her, she cuddled up to me, running her hands up and down my body.

“Think you’ll let me take charge more often?” I asked.

“You’d love that, wouldn’t you?” She giggled.

“Yes. Yes I would,” I laughed in response.

Claire slid her hand down my body towards my groin and took my balls in her hand, gently massaging them.

“I think we both cum harder when I’m in charge, no offense.”

Offense taken, but okay.

“Now let’s try this again, except this time you’ll be cuffed.”

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TBC depending on how this post does.

Claire and I had a nearly 4 year ‘relationship.’ If I’m being honest, all the hottest stories are from the beginning and the end. Not that the middle was less hot, just a little more routine.

I know the story has at least 3 more parts – the studio, the vacation and the wedding. There’s the possibility of more, but I’m thinking of wrapping this up depending on the interest level.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/my56qu/my_first_femdom_part_9_role_reversal_mf