under Her control – fiction FemDom – part 2

Lonny had been bugging Othelia for weeks to get together. He had sent her flowers. He had written her a poem and left it on her car windshield. He had ordered her one of her favorite meals from a restaurant by her work on a night she told him she was working late.

She liked Lonny, but she was running a multi-million dollar company. She had men to fuck at a moment’s notice. She didn’t know if she had the time or energy to devote to a sub. She really didn’t like half-assing these things. And if they were going to enter into a contract she needed to be sure he was worthy of her limited time and attention and even more importantly that she really wanted this.

She had told him to come to her house at 7pm sharp, freshly bathed, fed, and ready to prove he had what it took to be under her command. She had already warned him she was a bit of a masochist. If anything just talking to him about exactly how she liked to dominate men seemed to immediately start to put him into the soft glow of subspace.

He was so very eager to please her. Did it matter that he was so young? 13 years isn’t a huge gap but she questioned if they would have any commonalities. She didn’t have enough time to juggle more than one full-time sub.

And she liked to keep very close tabs on them at first to make sure they learned her inside and out. Her last sub had been truly wonderful, but she had refused to marry him and he found himself a sugar mommy that was much more amenable to sharing her bank account.

Lonny arrived early this time. He looked very handsome in his tight jeans, with a salmon colored crew under his crisp, blue button down shirt and bookworm, brown leather shoes.

She smiled lovingly at him. “How have you been?” she asked soothingly. “Great” Lonny shot back quickly “so happy to see you again.” he beemed at her. She could sense his excitement.

“Did you bring an overnight bag?” she said calmly, leading him into the kitchen. “yes, I left it in the car like you asked me to.” he responsed enthusiastically. “Well….. let’s see how this goes” was her devilishly sensual response.

“Well” Lonny hesitated a moment and then began swiftly “I took a nap this afternoon before I ate and showered and even threw in a meditation session as my excitement was making me quite anxious.”

“I can sense that” she said softly. “What can I get you to sip on?” she asked, hoping he would remember she didn’t drink alcohol and didn’t stock it in her home for guests. “I’ll take anything sparkling or just plain water if I could please Mistress.”

And there was that word she hated once again. By the end of the night she was going to have to think of something else for him to use.

But not now. Now came the fun part. She set his drink on the counter near him and pulled him into her. She kissed him sweetly as she felt him melt into her and then he switched gears and grabbed her tightly. The fervor of his passion was breathtaking. But she had to put a stop to it.

“Kneel” she said firmly as she stepped back from him. And without a moment hesitation or question formulated in his head he knelt. She grabbed the blindfold he hadn’t noticed she had set by his glass.

“You will kneel here until I tell you otherwise. Do you have to use the restroom first?”. She herself was so eccited she had almost forgotten to ask him. When he clarified he was fine she slipped the blindfold on and went about her night. She sat next to him on the stool and answered a few work emails. She made herself a smoothie, setting some aside for him later, and enjoyed watching him and seeing how he responded to the noise.

She would pet his cheek or run her fingers through his hair here and there. He would move his face closer to her hands. She wondered if he had any puppy play in him. Ohhhh…… this man definitely intrigued her.

About 30-45 minutes into his kneeling she pulled a stool right in front of him. She had already changed into a silky short robe with nothing underneath. She sat herself comfortably on the edge of the stool. It was the perfect height. She grabbed his head and nuzzled it into her pussy.

He had been good at it before but she wondered if the privacy and comfort of being in her home would matter. She didn’t have to wonder long. A few minutes in and she was dripping. He was ravaging her fiercely like a fire that hits kindling. Igniting her desire for him to fulfil her more than just orally.

She pushed him away abruptly, not letting herself orgasm. She needed her energy for what she had in store for him. “Get naked and kneel again” she instructed him. He stood, took his clothes off, folded them as well he could blindfolded and aimed for the counter. She tried not to giggle.

He was an attractive man, no doubt, but it was his manner, his demeanor, his devotion to her that really was stirring her up inside. The way it seemed his nature to defer to her. How he looked at her as if he worshipped her completely and unquestionably. It made her insides a bit gooey and made it hard to concentrate. Which is why she had purposefully chosen to blindfold him tonight.

She opened the bag that she had grabbed from her closet after changing and rummaged through it for a few moments. Then she found her favorite toy. It was a cat of 3 tales but the tales where metal and stung so beautifully and left these intricate markings that she enjoyed tremendously.

She swatted it in the air a few times to hear the wonderful swish of it going full force. She doubted they would get anywhere near that on this first play session. His body tensed up immediately. Again she had to hold in a giggle. “You ok?” she asked.

“Yes, sorry Mistress. I’m a little scared. I don’t have a lot of experience with pain.” he seemed to be beckoning her to take it easy on him. Which she was not going to do. She couldn’t go full throttle but she had to get a beginning sense for where his threshold was.

“I know love, don’t worry. I will not give you more than you can handle, today.” she said not really trying to sound all that reassuring. “Do you remember your safe words?”

“Yes” he panted slightly. “Yellow for slow down and red for stop immediately”.

“Ok darling please, don’t worry. I promise this will be fun. The most important part here is for you to relax, sink into your body, try to get out of your head. Breath 4 times deeply for me.” Ophelia sweetly lectured him as she synchronized her breathing to his. “Remember to keep breathing and remember your safe words. Here we go. You’re going to count as I spank you. We are going to try to go to ten. Ok?” she said trying to stifle her excitement.

“Yes Mistress” he said much more calmly. And with that the first wack came down right on the fleshiest part of his butt. His back stiffened and his eyes popped open. He let out a small welp.

“Lonny!” she exclaimed angrily.

“Sorry Mistress… One!” he yelled.

“Very good” she smiled at him, even though he couldn’t see.

And the tails again hit the same spot. It brought a tear to his eye involuntarily. “Two” he screamed.

And with no time to process a third hit came down again in the exact same spot. This time he fell onto his arms forward as he braced himself with the pain. “Three” he still managed to yell.

She bent down and draped her body over his while she rubbed the area she had hit in circles pressing the skin softly to relieve the stinging. This made him relax and breath deeply. As she stood up he got himself back onto just his knees.

“You’re doing very well. I’m impressed with your tolerance despite not having done this much.” which she genuinely meant.

“I am changing my name for you to call me Goddess, Master or my Domme. There must be a my in front of Domme. The others you may use my at your discretion. Do you understand?”

“Yes Goddess” he answered quickly.

“Wonderful. Thank you. Let’s get back to the fun.”

And before he would even brace himself she swatted him against the back of his upper thighs. Holy heck did he see stars for a moment. How that could hurt so much more he didn’t quite grasp. He wasn’t sure how much more he could take and before he forgot…..

“Four” he screamed as quickly as he could.

“Oh good” Othelia replied. “I was just starting to think you’d forgotten. And a punishment on top of a spanking isn’t always fun.” This time she did let out the giggle.

And he couldn’t help but smile and chuckle softly along.

And then she let it all out and in rapid session got all remaining 6 swats in. He barely had time to count them. And as he struggled to catch his breath Othelia overcome with desire put the stool down in front of him and pushed his face back into her pussy, which was dripping already again.

And then her libido took over and she pulled him up to his feet and guided him into her. His erect penis had been bobbing up and down with every hit and seemed to be gaining strength and she just couldn’t contain herself. She didn’t want to.

She whispered in his ear. “Don’t even think about cumming.” and she wrapped her legs around him and he grinded against her as she pulled her pussy lips open and moisturized her clit with her spit to create better friction.

She also left his blindfold on, which she was happy to see him not touch.

It amazed her how quickly she came. She pushed him away as soon as her orgasm stopped spasming.

She gave him some sips of the smoothie she had made him and plotted the rest of the night. Initially she had been pretty sure he would be going home at this point but she’s glad she had asked him to pack a bag as now she wanted him to stay longer.

After all…. the night was still young and she had many more toys to play with.

Author: porngirl3

I have always enjoyed reading and writing. Maybe because I have always been on the quiet and reclusive side; which most people may not guess at first glance or if seeing me in a social setting, especially around people I am comfortable with but it’s also not something I have an issue with. I need solitude to recharge. Writing gives me the peace and time to renew myself...here that is offered to you for your enjoyment and pleasure as well. I hope. Lol

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