After a hard, busy day managing people. Giving out orders to people all day she came home ready to relax. She put down her keys and her purse. She looked forward to a shower and some warm tea to help her unwind. I however, had other plans for her.
She came back downstairs after her shower. Looking as adorable as ever in her pajama pants and one of my favorite tops. A snug little tee that accentuates her extremely large, beautiful 42H sized breasts. Cut JUST enough to let me small glimpse of her cleavage. My PLAN is to allow her to have her tea and relax a bit. However, I know what lies underneath. How do I know this?
Hours earlier during her workday I sent her a text that simply said, “This is what you’ll be wearing tonight.” A screen cap of what I would be dressing her in for the evening. The mere thought of those sexy black bra and panties drove all mere logic from my brain and impulse wrestled all self control of me. She was going to be mine….Now. I corner her at the coffee bar in the kitchen. Giving her nowhere to go. Grabbing both of her hands as she attempted to make her tea. I place mine on top of hers. Holding them, palms down. I press my body tight against hers pinning her down from behind. Guiding my hand downward, my finger unhurriedly works along the inside trim of her panties and alongside her waist. She openly lets out a gasp at my first touch. It’s as if it were a release of hours of pent up anticipation. One that had been climbing and building until its merciful release. She may have been yearning for this even more than I. My one hand still on her waist. My vantage point of her breasts causes me to impulsively glide my other hand down her shirt, fondling her breasts just inside of her bra. Grazing her nipple lightly , my other hand pulling down her pants, sliding her panties to the side to reveal her delicious ass cheek. I whisper in her ear, “What? Are you ready to play?” I tease, knowing full well the answer based off her initial response. She replies with cautious optimism and anticipation,”Yes Sir.” “Yes Sir, what?”, I question firmly . “Yes Sir I want to play.”, locking in her final fate. That was all the needed to hear from such a compliant girl. Her ass slightly exposed in our kitchen near the glass sliding door. It doesn’t even phase her for a split second that neighbors might see. I grab her pajama pants and tug them down revealing her silk black panties. Crisscrossing lines in back. Leaving sections of her lovely ass cheeks exposed. I grab both arms behind her back and pull her into me. “Upstairs! Now!”, he commands with a steely voice. She lets out a fearful, surprised and slightly excited yelp. She enjoys taking orders. It wasn’t expected. She really wants to play but she also has a tinge of dread because she knows what awaits her….and it’s not ALL play as he intimidated.
She knows this because earlier Sir text her a simple question. “Rope or Tape”. She chose rope. Having never tied up with rope before. Not to mention when she went to take a shower there were two items sitting next to the rope. There sat a ping pong paddle and a leather fly swatter. Don’t get me wrong. She has a high threshold of pain. She’s taken a flogger and a belt from Sir before. It’s just not knowing when, how or where. She is to walk far enough ahead of him as so that her spectacular ass is eye level with his face all the way up the stairs. It’s a lovely sight for Him to behold.
They enter the threshold of door and he leads her to the foot of the bed. She gets on her knees and He commands, “Open your mouth.” She obliges and begins slowly. He grabs her hands as to not allow her use of them as she slowly takes his growing cock inside her mouth. She sticks out her tongue, gliding along the bottom of his shaft just a bit as tasked to do so. He enjoys the view of the top of her wonderfully sized breasts. Slightly bouncing up and down secured only by her lacy black bra, tiny little pink bow, to draw the attention of the eyes to the cleavage. He reaches back and one by one unclasping each hook to finally free her massive tits. Sir grabs the back of hair and pulls out of her mouth. He orders, “Take off my pants.” She acquiesces like the good girl she is. He puts her hand on His hips, places his hand on the back of her head and puts his large girth back inside her mouth. Slowly fucking her mouth. The eager look on her face turns to tears in her eyes as she takes almost all of it in. Just as she gags a bit Sir pulls out again and rubs his cock along her lips. She looks upward with a sad, pouty look just begging to get it back her mouth. Sir is having none of it. He takes his rock hard cock, smacking her in the face with it. Just enough times to set her straight again. He does this as a reminder that orders are to be followed, however overall she has shown such deference. He decides to reward her.
He picks her up off her knees and tosses her onto the bed, ass up. Grabbing the rope she had earlier requested he grabs her by both arms and places each of them behind her back. Holding her hands together He takes the rope and wraps it around her hands. Looping it through and wrapping it around her wrists, tightly. Back through the original loop to create a small lead. Putting one hand on her left ass cheek and the other grabbing her by the waist of the trim of her panties. Just at the small of her back pulling on them and yanking them down off of her ass and to her ankles. He leans over, pressing his chest against her back. Pressure on top of her, breasts pushed into the mattress He pushes the back of her head, face pressed hard into the mattress. He whispers into her ear, “Do you want my cock?” “Yes Sir!” She quickly responds. “Yes Sir, WHAT?!?”, he says losing patience.”Yes Sir I want your cock, please!” He decides to toy with her just a bit. “I’m not sure I believe you.” “Say it like you mean it. Make me believe you.” “PLEASE my I have you cock, Sir?”, with a longing in her voice. He slides himself inside her to show his approval. Slowly thrusting He says to her, “Such a good girl. SUCH a good girl. You’ve been so obedient.
Good girls get spanked. Do you want a spanking?” He already knows the answer though. She enjoys her spankings too much for them to ever be considered punishment. He began slowing rubbing her bare ass cheek to warm it up a bit. Then the first few quick, firm smacks. Alternating cheeks back and forth as he thrusts deeper inside her. As his strokes get quicker his bare handed spankings get harder and harder. “That’s my baby. Count them for me.” “One, Thank you Sir, Two, Thank you Sir.”, she continues all the way to 10. He reaches over and selects the leather fly swatter. Now tugging and pulling on the lead of the rope. Using it to brace Himself allowing him to ride her deeper. Enjoying the view of her ass cheeks bouncing around slapping against his hips. So deep inside now. He raises his arm up in the air and suddenly lowers a swat hard down onto her now sore ass. Out of nowhere he pulls out. Withholding is her punishment. Commanding her back to her knees he sticks his cock back into her open mouth. She strokes his shaft and takes all of him inside of her mouth. He asks, “Would you like MORE spankings?” Her mouth his full, she cant talk but her eyes are saying yes. “Do you?” She tried shaking her head yes as much as she is able, mouth full of cock. Suddenly a smack! He gives her the spanking she asked for….right on the side of her soft, pale,enormous pillow of a tit. Surprised she bellows out in pain. Teasing her large areoles and hard nipples he rocks his arm back and gives them another smack, then another. Each leaving a mark. He then picks her back up and tosses her back onto the bed. He spreads her legs and goes once again inside her. “Take it. Take my cock you good girl.” Thrusting deeper and deeper as she begins to moan and scream. He grabs on clinging to the sheets and he grinds and thrust harder and harder feeling the throbbing as he’s building towards his finish. Her wrapped tightly around him he releases, finally finishing inside her.
She was obedient to the end and got what she desired…a relinquishing of power and pleasure that is pain and the bruise on her breast that will linger as she goes back to work to give out HER orders at work.