I come home from my drill weekend on Sunday evening. My Army uniform is dirty, I’m tired and have a mixed smell to me of gun powder, sand and body sweat. You hear me come through the door and meet me near the foyer, blocking my way forward. I shut the door behind me with my foot and drop my bags to my sides.
“Hey.” is all I’m able to get out. I have a smile on my face while looking at you, but it’s under tired eyes. The fatigue is showing strong on my face.
You smile back at me and bite your lip, grab me by my top and pull me with you as you turn and walk towards the downstairs bathroom. You place me in front of the toilet and shove me back to I sit down on it. I look up at you with a puzzled smile and watch you lean over to turn on the shower, making sure it’s nice and hot. You then get down on your knees and again grab my top, pulling me forward. You unzip the front and pull it back and down to get my arms out of it. Your not exactly being gentle, but not too rough either. Just enough to be playfully agressive as you undress me.
You bend down to my boots, lift one and pull out the tucked in laces to untie it and pull hard to get it off my feet. I let out a low grunt as the relief hits and you set that foot down before doing the same to the other foot.
Next you undo my belt. Your face oriented on your current project, removing my pants, but peek your gaze up to my eyes, looking cute as fuck with a concentrated smile. When the belt is undone and the buttons open, you lift my hips by the belt loops and pull them down and off my legs. I’m left in just my boxer briefs, tan t-shirt and green socks. You pull off the socks and toss them into the growing pile of dirty clothes near the door. I sit up straight as you reach for the bottom of my shirt and raise my arms for you to pull it up over my head and off. Then you grab my wrists to pull me to my feet while remaining on your knees.
You grab the waistband of my underwear and pull them down and off. I’m left naked, looking down at you with your head right at level with my cock. You can sense the ideas growing in my head as my cock also starts growing in front of you. You place your hands on my thighs and run them up to my hips, abdomen and chest as you stand up. You’re close enough to just barely not touch me, face right in front of mine and say softly, “Not until your clean.” Your mouth moves closer to mine and I lean in for the kiss, but you pull away with a coy smile and open the curtain to the shower that has started steaming. “Now get in.” You say with a wink.
I step in and the curtain closes behind me. I hear some commotion outside but decide to start soaping up instead of peeking out. After a few moments, I hear you come back in and there’s just a bit more commotion before the curtain rips open again and you step in as naked as I am. You see the soap spread across my body and gaze at my wet naked body before pressing me against the shower wall. “That’s not enough soap.” You say playfully and pour some more into your hand. You continue pressing me against the wall while spreading the soap across my chest, shoulders arms and stomach, making sure to grope each muscles as your hands move over them.
You grab one of my arms and instruct me to turn around. As I comply, you press your hands against my back to push my chest against the wall. I’m completely vulnerable to you right now and I feel your hands return to my back after you get more soap to spread and grope my muscles. You cover my neck, shoulder blades and down my spine as you go lower and reach my ass. You make sure to take the moment to squeeze each cheek in your hands before continuing to lather me up. As you take a moment to get more soap, you notice me start to turn back around and press me back against the wall.
“stay!” you demand.
“yes, ma’am.” i playfully reply.
You return to my ass and begin spreading the soap around my thighs, using both hands to grab it and grope each muscle down to my knee and calve before rising again and moving to the next one. when you reach the top again on the second thigh, you make sure you have a good amount of soap lather in your hand and run it up deep between my ass cheeks. I let out a somewhat high pitched yelp from the unexpected touch and move my chest away from the wall. You press your chest against my back, hold me to the wall and say softly, “I said…” I feel your breath at my ear and notice you move in close to finish your sentence in a seductive, yet demanding whisper, “stay!”
“oh, fuck!” is all i say quietly with a bit of a shaking in my tone as you continue to spread the soap lather between my ass cheeks, making sure it’s thoroughly clean. Without your one hand being removed from my ass, you reach around and grab my half hardened cock and begin to massage and lather it and my balls. You feel it stiffen completely and stand hard as I feel the vulnerability of my situation. I’m so turned on under your caring control that I begin to moan in deep and high tones while you continue massaging my cock and running your hand up and down between my cheeks.
“Mmmm…” I hear you say. “You came in here such a dirty boy. You looked so tired from training hard all weekend. I’m going to make sure you’re nice and clean and taken care of.
“Ugh!” is all you can make out as my moans continue. You feel my cock throb in your hand.
You squeeze it gently and release your grip before saying, “Time to rinse.”
I take a moment to let my breathing calm and stay pressed against the wall, knowing not to move at this point without you telling me. You grab the shower head and pull it down to rinse my back side from head to toe.
“Turn.” I hear you demand. As I turn around, you raise the water back up to get my hair and work your way back down again. When the water gets away from my eyes, I open them to see you beeming with enjoyment of the control you have over me at the moment. Once I’m fully rinsed, you place the shower head back on its perch and put your hands on my chest as you move close. Making sure I’m still pressed against the wall as you press your body against me. This time there’s no hesitation. You lean in to kiss me deep and passionately, moving one hand to run your fingers through my hair. My hands move to your hips and butt as I return your kiss. We make out in the shower just for a moment before your hands return to the top of my chest and gently push your body back, breaking the kiss.
“Now is when the real fun begins.” You say with a devilishly coy smile and a wink.
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I would love to read all your ideas of what she would have planned for after this.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/qoghx1/coming_home_from_drill_weekend_mf_gentle_femdom