This is my very first erotic story, rewritten and spiced up :)) hope you enjoy!
__Possessive__
*Ugh. It’s hopeless.*
I let the book I was reading snap shut and toss it to a side. I’d read Page 23 about a hundred times, each time realising that I hadn’t at all been paying attention and starting over. I sigh, wishing I could blame the author being incompetent for my lack of attention. I can’t. Her writing is as gripping as ever. I *can* blame him though.
My boyfriend. The man simply cannot go a day without teasing me. This morning, his fingers danced around my clit, making me moan, even though I was not quite awake. He sucked and kissed my neck, whispering how hard he’d gotten looking at me lying next to him naked and what he wanted to do to me.
Even though I was half asleep I must’ve registered what he’d said because all I can think about now is him inside me. Fucking me. His lips on my neck, leaving more purple hickeys like the one I found when I woke up this morning. Making me cum over and over.
He’d left for work by the time I was fully awake. Oh how he’d have laughed if he heard the anguished sound that escaped my lips when I woke up to an empty bed. Especially because he knows that I can’t take care of myself. He hasn’t given me permission.
My now idle hands drift to the hickey he left on my neck this morning. They slowly slide down to my breasts, squeezing them through my shirt, then down my stomach. They hover between my thighs, hesitant.
I shouldn’t , I think, fighting the urge to touch myself. I glance up nervously at the clock. Half an hour till he’s home. Half an hour is plenty isn’t it? I can fix myself. He’ll never know… Slowly I slip my hand into my shorts and let my fingers brush against my clit and gasp. It’s swollen. I’m so wet, so ready, so desperate to be touched. I slowly massage my clit, trying to control myself but soon lose control, plunging my fingers inside my pussy and fingering frantically. My pussy tightens around my fingers and it isn’t long before I’m close.
Just as I’m about to cum, I hear the doorbell ring. I stop immediately. *Shit.* I glance at myself in the mirror. My face is flushed and my chest rising and falling rapidly, I’m breathless. I quickly brush stray strands of hair away and try to control my breathing as I run to answer the door. I open the door and he walks in, smiling at me.
“Hey baby girl”, he says, kissing me.
“Hi!”, I reply, trying my best not to sound too breathy. He gives me a long look, then sits down and starts taking off his shoes.
“So how was your day?”
His voice is soft, commanding, and seductive. *He knows*. He’s not my loving boyfriend anymore… He’s my master.
“Good”, I say, nervously shuffling from foot to foot.
He rises and approaches me. I try to avoid his piercing gaze. He walks around so he’s standing behind me.
“You’ve been touching yourself, haven’t you?”
I shake my head, feeling myself flush, my eyes fixed on a spot on the floor. His hands slides into my shorts. I hear him inhale sharply as he feels how wet my pussy is. He quickly withdraws it.
“You have been touching yourself…”
I open my mouth, looking for an excuse or explanation.
“I don’t want to hear it”, he says. “We’ve talked about this.”
He slides his arm around my waist and lowers it between my legs. He cups my pussy, over my shorts this time. I gasp, arching involuntarily into his touch.
“This is mine”, he whispers in my ear, pressing his palm into my pussy, his thumb against my clit. “Only mine. Only I get to touch it. Understand?”
“Yes”
I receive a sharp smack on my ass and yelp.
“Yes sir…”, I say immediately.
“Good girl. I still think I should punish you. Do you think you deserve a punishment?”
“Yes sir”
He grabs my hand and pulls me toward the bedroom. He sits on the bed and loosens his tie.
“Strip”, he demands.
I start to strip obediently. Slowly, just the way he likes it. I let my fingers hook into the straps of my top and slowly drag them off my arms, peeling my top off inch by inch. Bending over to drag it over my hips and down my legs and gracefully stepping out of it, giving him a nice view of my newly exposed cleavage. I drag my shorts down my legs as well, letting my hips sway gently as I do. It’s subtle, but the effects are evident in the growing bulge in his pants. I straighten and unhook my bra, squeezing at the cups as I draw them off of my breasts. By the time I’m ready to take my thong off, he’s rock hard. I turn, half to hide the smirk on my face and hook my thumbs in the thong, then slowly drag it down my legs, so he can have a good look at my ass while I’m bent over. I straighten up and try to get a more neutral expression on my face before I turn back around to face him.
He looks me up and down appreciatively, his eyes lingering on my breasts and pussy. He pats his lap. I crawl onto the bed, nervous again and he pulls me into his lap, holding me down with one arm. I can feel his erection growing against my stomach through his pants. He caresses my ass gently, then spanks me hard and without warning. I cry out, gripping the sheets.
“Shh”, he says, massaging my ass and soothing the pain. I bite my lips in anticipation. He spanks me again… and again with intermittent caresses lulling me into thinking it’s over each time. I’m only thankful that he didn’t ask me to count. God knows I can’t get a word out of my mouth.
“Beautiful”, he says slowly massaging my now red ass. He releases me and I roll over onto the bed. My breaths are coming out in sharp gasps and I’m flushed. My pussy is practically dripping. I’m so wet and so, so needy. He stands, and I can’t help but stare hungrily at the bulge in his pants. He notices me looking, and smirks. He begins to undress, taking his time, slowly taking off his tie, undoing each button on his shirt as if it were the most tedious and complicated task. Unbuckling his belt and sliding it out through each loop carefully, as if his pants were made of the thinnest and most delicate of materials that he didn’t want to tear. By the time he’s in just his boxers, I’m whining and squirming impatiently. When they come off, I’m practically drooling, my eyes fixed on his erection. His smug grin widens. I let out a soft whimper as he starts to slowly stroke his cock, my tongue itching to wrap around the head and taste the precum oozing from it.
“You want this?”
“Yes sir”, I reply, almost immediately.
“Oh I know you do… Look at you. So wet. So ready for me”
He pushes my legs apart and gets in between my legs. I tremble underneath him, my juices leaking from my pussy. He lets his hand caress my thigh, which is covered in my juices. I whimper as he raises his hand to his mouth and tastes me on it.
“Who owns you?”,he murmurs, slowly rubbing the head of his erection against my swollen clit.
“You do, sir… Please”, I gasp, desperate to feel him inside me.
He slowly slides in, gentle and slow. Too gentle and slow. The way I’ve been feeling all day I want him to ruin my pussy. I want to feel all of him inside me. I want him to stretch me out, make me scream his name and have me cum over and over on his cock.
I let out a small whine when he doesn’t increase pace. His cock is sliding into me oh so slowly, and pulling out even more slowly. I was better off being spanked. When his hand slapped between my cheeks, the tips of his fingers connecting with my clit would send a sharp jolt of pleasure through my body. It’s way more than I’m getting now.
“What is it babe?”, He said, failing miserably in his attempt to hide his amusement under false concern.
“Harder!”
He pulls out fully at that same slow pace. I whine, squirming and desperate to have him inside me again. He suddenly smacks me sharply on my pussy, most of the force concentrated on my swollen and sensitive clit. I yelp as a sudden jolt of pain and pleasure courses through my body. I swear I nearly came right then. I’m glad I didn’t. My ass can’t endure more spanking.
“I don’t think you understood.”,he says, quietly. He slides two fingers into my pussy. I whimper. “This. Pussy. Is. Mine. I . Decide. How. And. When. It. Gets. Fucked. I. Decide. If. You. Get. To. Cum. Is. That. Clear?” With each word, he thrusts his fingers sharply into my pussy, the heel of his hand hitting my clit. I can’t manage more than a whimper in response.
“I said, Is. That. Clear?”.
With that last word he thrusts deep into my pussy. I’m squeezing on his fingers, so close.
“Yes sir”, I manage to gasp.
“Good girl. I’ll ask you again. What do you want babe?”
“Please. Please fuck me hard, sir”
“That’s better. Remember. You don’t have my permission to cum yet”
I nod eagerly. I just want him inside me again. He slides back into me, thrusting at that same slow pace. I let out a frustrated moan. I’m about to beg again, when he pulls back and starts to fuck me really hard. His cock is buried in my pussy with each thrust before he withdraws almost entirely and thrusts again. I let out tortured moans, squeezing around his cock and willing myself not to cum. He swears as he feels my walls tighten around him, and swells inside me. He’s just as close as I am. Thank god.
“Oh good girl… You’re doing so well babe. Now cum on my cock”
With that he starts thrusting into me rapidly. I cry out, gripping his arms and instantly pushed to the edge.
“Who owns you?”, he asks, his voice is strained and raspy as he thrusts into me.
“You do”, I manage to moan. He thrusts sharply into me, and I cum hard. My mind goes blank as my pussy spasms around him, my body shaking. I vaguely register him groan as he reaches his own orgasm. He pulls out and pulls me into his arms. We’re both breathless and its so blissful.
“That’s right.”, he whispers, breathlessly, in my ear and kisses my neck as I lay there in his arms, his cum dripping from my pussy.
“You’re mine”
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/nktstl/possessive_mdom_spanking_uhmmm_im_new_to_this_so
Wow, this is well-written for a first timer!
Great story I didn’t see the original but this is good. The opening is nice – and up to her finally touching herself is well done. The rest reads well too.
In terms of improvement I guess I find her a bit too willing. I mean the theme of him owning her body is good but for eg while she’s reluctant to touch herself against his wishes she really enjoys the “punishment” a bit too much. I can almost imagine her deliberately breaking the rules to get the punishment. IDK maybe its just me.