It had been almost a year since Daniel had been a slave to his girlfriend, Chloe.
It started so simply, the two of them talking about kinks and laughing about their shared desires. Laying in bed, Chloe cuddled in his arms, she admitted that she had always fantasized about having control over a man. Once high school sweethearts and best friends, the couple they once were almost didn't exist at all anymore. Daniels mind thought back to that day.
Chloe in his arms, the two of them laying in bed after a day of drinking which had brought out a new level of honesty in his once shy girlfriend.
"So this one is a little embarrassing, but I've always wanted to be able to control a man. Like in a dominating kind of way. Nothing crazy, just telling him what to do during sex." Chloe blushed, wondering if she'd gone too far.
"Haha yeah? Like telling me to eat your pussy?" Daniel asked.
"Well yes... but also lots of stuff! Like he'd still be my boyfriend and we'd love eachother, but I'd tell him what to do sexually. I'd get to relax while he served me a drink and then got on his knees to kiss my feet." She blushed even harder, her cheeks turning red at the thought.
"Well, I'd try it out. But maybe just for a week or something? You know I'm kinda dominant in bed and I don't want to feel humiliated or anything." Daniel responded hesitantly.
How had it come so far? Such a simple conversation that led to so much. Over time Chloe went from this sweet, innocent girl to, well, his owner. It didn't happen overnight, it was almost slow enough that he didn't see it happening until it was too late.
The first week started with an easy command: "Eat my pussy each morning when you wake up."
Daniel obliged happily, thinking it would lead to more and better sex for the two of them. After all, he did love the taste of her pussy, though a little less in the mornings as she hasn't washed up yet. Still, he obeyed.
Each morning that week Daniel crawled under the blankets, slowly pulling Chloe's underwear down to her ankles and off her feet so as not to wake her, then pushed his tongue deep inside her warm pussy. He remembered how excited it made him, being able to please the love of his life like that.
His tongue would explore and lap up any and all juices that dropped from between her legs, her slight pubic hairs scratching his upper lip and chin.
Chloe would slowly wake up to this and drive her pussy and pubic mound into his face and it had been something Daniel had been accustomed to, until one morning he nearly suffocated between her legs she had done it so hard.
Chloe squeezed her legs together against the temples of his forehead, trapping him between her legs, tongue still deep inside her pussy. She pushed down onto his tongue with so much force Daniel thought his jaw would come off. His hands found her stomach and began to tap out, asking her for a breather in the only way he could.
He felt her stomach bounce as if she was chuckling to herself but with his ears sealed between her thighs he couldn't be sure.
Just as Daniel was about to quite literally pass out he felt a small gush of warm liquid spray his chin and lips, her legs squeezing tighter for a moment and then finally loosing to free himself to breath.
"What the hell?? Did you not feel me tapping out on your stomach? I couldn't breathe!" He yelled, wiping the wetness off of his face and lips.
"Oh you're okay, stop complaining. I was just having a little bit of fun and I got carried away. I'm sorry baby. Well. I'm not. But you're okay soooo. It's fine."
Daniel was taken back by the way she's blown his feelings off - she'd never spoken to him like that before. They always talked about how respect and trust were so important for good sex.
It wasn't more than a day or two offer that when she did the same again and Chloe had decided to see how far she could take it - only this time Daniel had actually passed out between her legs.
Daniel woke up in a panic what seemed like 5 minutes later with a screaming headache, Chloe no longer in the bed with him.
He stumbled into the bathroom to take an aspirin, his hands shaking as he threw the pill back into his mouth. Then he saw it. Chloe had actually sharpied the word "Faggot" on his forehead. On his stomach just above his pubes she'd written "I can't even make my girlfriend cum before I pass out like a bitch."
Daniel was shocked and heartbroken. He ran out of the bathroom looking to confront Chloe and found her sitting at the table drinking her morning espresso.
"Are you serious? Do you have any idea how dangerous is it to pass out like that? And what the fuck did you write on me? You know I have to fucking go to work in forty minutes, why would you write this? I cannot believe you lately. We're stopping this, you're going way too far."
Daniel shouted but Chloe didn't seem to pay much attention to his intensity, still holding her coffee and sipping it as he panicked aloud.
Chloe gently set down her coffee and walked to Daniel, lovingly throwing her arms over and around his shoulders with a loving hug.
"Baby, baby, it's okay - you're okay. I knew what I was doing, and it's all just for fun. You actually looked really cute passed out in my pussy... your nose fell straight inside of me and I couldn't help but laugh. And you know I need to cum in the morning or it messes up my day sooo... I had to finish."
Chloe looked nervous. "I was pissed that you stopped right before I came, so I may have used your face to cum while you were out. I couldn't help it... I think it probably cut off your oxygen for even longer but it felt so good. I actually even pulled your mouth open and came straight into your mouth - you started to choke up on it so I did you a favor and tilted your head sideways so you didn't die. You should honestly be thanking me for such a fun time, stop being such a pussy about all of this."
Her words devastated and surprised him beyond belief.
"-and we're not stopping this. I'm having fun and you will too, you just need to give it a chance. We're not stopping, and you're actually not going to work today. I texted your boss..."
