“Turn around”, he told her in a vioce that was steady, firm, and with purpose. He had shown her the different faces of a dominate. The soothing side of him after a fun and painful spanking day. The one where he turned her ass red using his barehand as he worked hitting her butt so hard it left bright red spots in the shape of a hand print. Every hit resounded throughout her body. The impact of her flesh being whaled upon, felt so good that she clinched the bed sheets with her hands and bit down on her bottom lip to muffel her moans. Then at the end he let her lay over his legs, as he gently rubbed skin balm onto her brighten tush. The strokes of his fingers caused her more pleasure. She tried to keep it her sounds in, but once he saw her wetness, he moved his hand from caressing her ass to fingering her aroused vagina.
His next face was his commanding one. The one where he calls or texts her on her day off. All she heard was, “come…here”, but not in a violent way with shouting. Just with sternness in his voice. It let her know that this wasn’t a request but a expectation. She licked the outside of her lips because of the anticipation that something was coming. Something that will cause her pain, give her humiliation, feel her being, and arouse her to eventually orgasim.
She came over to his place as she was told.When he opened the door she had to maintain her compsure. He was wearing a tight grey sleeveless top, that hugged his upper body, with black khakis held up by dark grey suspenders. He grabbed her shirt and pulled her into himself placing a hard kiss on her lips causing her to sigh.
“Come with me,” he commanded and she didn’t hesitate. Moments later she found her self kneeling over the bed naked in his room, with liquid slowly running down her leg. He had humiliated her, by telling her to strip off her garments and do it gradually while he stared at every spot on her body. She was dripping because of being so turned on by his silent gaze all over her body.
He handed her a box right after the last of her clothes fell to the ground. “I promised you something and I make good on my promises, especially when my sub pleases me and follows my command.” At the words of “my sub” she quickly opened the box and found a custom corset. It was the one she briefly mentioned wanting when they were on a date at an outside fair. She remembered seeing his his causal side as he said, “maybe I can get that as a gift for you so I can fuck you in it.” His words made her think how hot that would be.
As tears drops came from her eyes, he didn’t even mind them, and told her to turn around and place the corsett around her adomen. He carefully started to tighten each rope. Pulling hard enough to cause her to gasp and slow enough to adjust to the tightness of it. Her nipples were now harden with excitement. She wiped away the happy tears in her eyes, because of honoring her with such a gift. As he continued to close the back of the garment, he whispered in her ear, “nothing will happen unless I hear you say it. Say what you want me to do to you while wearing your corset?”
“Fuck me!” She said in a decisive vocie.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/gszmqz/mf_the_several_faces_of_a_dom