"I'm sorry, you want what?" Alicia asked in disbelief. She and Tony had been dating for a few weeks now and she knew he regarded himself as a dominant. In fact, she rather enjoyed his dominant tendencies in the bedroom, but he was proposing something much more involved.
"Yeah. I think you'd like it," Tony replied.
"Why on Earth would I want to submit to you outside of the bedroom?"
"Well," he said, sliding closer to her in the booth at the restaurant, wrapping an arm behind her. "You love it when I advise you on things. You are a people pleaser, and you melt a little inside when I give you my approval.
"Oh, I do not!" Alicia protested playfully. Except no sooner than she said it, she recalled a time when Tony praised her efforts at the office. It felt so good to hear him acknowledge her hard work. Maybe I do, she thought, tucking some of her textured twists behind her ear. She ran her fingers along the end of one of them as she pondered him.
"You're touching your hair," he pointed out. "That means you like me, and you like what I'm suggesting. I believe you'll love feeling of my power and authority over you. I watch you getting aroused by it when we play. How about we try it out for a week? It'll be very subtle. You won't be asked to do anything you don't want to do. And you'll have a safe word, red tango, to stop any action." She continued listening to him. "When we're together at my house or your apartment, you'll kneel on the floor with your legs tucked beneath you. You'll have your hands clasped behind your back and your head bowed until you're acknowledged." He placed some pressure on the back of her head, guiding her to lower it. "Good," he said softly. She didn't pick her head back up on her own, waiting instead until he tipped her chin up with his forefinger to meet her gaze. "Excellent," he whispered to her. "When we're alone," he said quietly, "You'll spread your knees as you kneel and present your freshly shaven pussy to me. When you're commanded to, you'll move to all fours and present your ass to me and if I choose not to fill your ass with my cock, I'll fill it with a plug you'll be required to keep inside until I permit you to remove it."
Alicia's lips parted and her eyes sparkled with interest. "I don't know," she said softly. "I can't see myself giving up control of my daily life. I definitely have fun in bed with you, but it ends there. I like that kind of domination."
"Alicia," he explained. "I use some cuffs on you, land a few smacks on your ass, and we both climax. We do have fun, but bedroom kink is not Domination or submission."
She nodded her head in understanding. "I don't think I'll like it. Can we end the week early if I'm not comfortable?"
"I wouldn't have it any other way. For now, if you're interested in exploring this with me, I'd like to have your panties, as acknowledgement. No one will see you with the table cloth in the way. I want you to reach under your skirt, slip your panties down your leg, and place them in my waiting hand.
Alicia looked at Tony, stunned with his request. She wanted to ask him what would happen if she refused, but she really didn't want to refuse. As she listened to his proposal, her pussy heated up and was now tight and throbbing for need of attention. She gave a nod of her head and reached beneath her skirt to pull the white, lacy pair she wore down her shapely legs. His hand was open beneath the table and she put her wadded up panties in his open palm. A smile curled across his lips and he discreetly pocketed the lacy fabric. "Good girl," he told her in a silky, smooth voice."
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"You're doing great, Alicia," Tony told her when they'd returned to his home after their dinner date. He hung her panties outside on the front door handle as they entered the house, explaining that they needed to air dry. When they were inside, she stripped down to her bare, latte colored skin, and Tony guided her to the kneeling position he spoke of. Her hands were clasped behind her back and her gaze was cast down. He touched the inside of her knee with his polished leather shoe and she parted her legs. "Wider," he said and urged her knees further and further apart until her sex was fully on display for him. "Good job. This position is high protocol. When you are in low protocol, things are less formal, my sweet kitten. When I release you from high protocol, you may relax your arms, and readjust your head to look in whatever direction you like. You will keep your pussy on display for me, though. Now, let's do exactly what I spoke of at the restaurant before you surrendered your panties to me." He produced a butt plug from a drawer and directed her to crawl to an arm chair and wait for him on all fours with her backside facing the seat.
Crawling across the floor was humiliating in its own right but if truth were to be told, it felt good to do something degrading like that; being forced to remain on her hands and knees, below Tony. She patiently waited in place for him to take his seat and she understood the plug would be finding its way into her backdoor via Tony's hands, not hers. She looked back at him and he clucked his tongue at her. "Face forward."
Tony sat down behind her, positioning her ass between his knees. She heard him pull a latex glove over his hand and he said, "This will feel a little cold." Alicia sucked her breath in and dropped her head to hide from the embarrassing sensations that blossomed in the pit of her belly when Tony's finger began to smear lubricant on her pucker. "Head up," he reminded her. "Face forward." His finger rimmed her sphincter and he took the opportunity to discuss what her submission would look like for the next week. "When you are fully mine, my sweet, sexy little kitten, we will give your goals more thought, but for just this week, let's start with a few items that you'd like to submit to me. In submitting them," he said as he continued rubbing her ass, "You are agreeing to maintain the tasks you lay out."
It was hard for her to concentrate on what goals she might like to address, but with some prompting from him, she was able to come up with two items. "How about staying on top of laundry, and cooking healthy dinners instead of ordering in?"
"Those are excellent goals to uphold," Tony said, praising her. "And I'd like to add wearing sexier attire to work. I know you have a closet full of beautiful clothes that you never wear. Would you do that for me?" His finger continued to tease her hole. He had placed pressure on the opening and pulled back a few times now, but this time he allowed his finger to push past her taut opening and enter her just up to the first knuckle. Her rear muscles tightened in protest, trying to keep him from going in any further, but with lubricant working in his favor, he knew he'd win out in the end. He pulled his finger in and out, gently working his way in deeper each time. She whined over the mortification she felt, having her boyfriend -her Dominant- push into her most private place as he spoke casually to her.
"Do we operate on the honor system?" Alicia asked.
"We do. I'll ask you directly if you did your laundry, and cooked a nice meal for yourself, and you're expected to answer honestly. The night before work, I'd like pictures of three potential outfits for me to choose from. You can text them to me by 9pm and I'll let you know what I'd like you to wear the next day." Alicia nodded her head. "And I want you to do something for me in service to your Dominant." His finger pushed all the way in when he said the word, 'Dominant'.
Alicia's breath sucked in sharply as his finger entered her more deeply and she could feel his knuckles against her flesh, confirmation that he was fully inside of her now. "What do you want me to do?"
"Firstly," he said, slipping another finger within her as he stroked her soaking wet pussy with his other hand. She whimpered a little as she adjusted to the size and her body rocked back into his hand as he began to thrust. "I'd like you to address me as 'Sir' when we are in private."
