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PART 1
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He paused outside the door, hand on the knob, picturing what he hoped awaited him just past the threshold. Deliberately... quietly, he turned the knob and slowly swung open the door. The air threatened to claw its way out of his body with a woosh, which he stifled... glad for her blindfold. Jesus, was there a more beautiful sight? He takes a moment to admire his prize.
A slow wicked smile spread over his face... she had complied with his instructions. Perched on her knees on a rug placed on the wood floor in the center of a sparsely decorated room was a woman. Legs spread, a black silk blindfold covering her eyes, fingers interlaced behind her head of riotous curly hair, full tits pulled up and arched outward -- she embodied what she was... an offering.
He walked towards her slowly, letting her hear his deliberate steps move to the center of the room, where she awaited his pleasure, equidistant between the bed, the straight backed chair and an oversized upholstered seat with rounded arms.
Her nostrils flared she struggled to hear him. She said nothing, as instructed, he could tell she was fighting it though. He stopped, studying her as the anxiety and excitement built, her chest rising and falling with urgency... breasts shifting softly as her respiration became more rapid. " Breathe how you have been taught", she of course complied.
Fucking mesmerizing... he caught himself thinking, wanting to cup those gorgeous big tits, measure their heft. But there was enough time for that later... now it was time to draw the boundaries that would define their relationship, and he had no intention of fucking that up. It would be clear who owned his kick ass little whore when this night was over. A lesson that would stay with her for life.
He walked closer to her... noting her neatly trimmed outer pussy lips pulled slightly apart by her spread knees, a sheen visible on the interior of her improperly trimmed cunt. His bad girl deliberately didn't obey his order to shave. That was one punishment earned. As he circled her, slowly, her perfume wafted on the air currents created by his path, hints of her arousal riding on the tail of her scent. He fucking wanted that smell on his cock right the fuck now. Continuing to circle, he walked behind her, pausing... taking that sinful aroma deep into his lungs, he inhaled her. Then he settled, and went quiet.
Silence... just silence.
Would she hold, as instructed? Would she remain silent, as instructed? He enjoyed watching her quiver with a slow building panic beneath his gaze. He knew this wasn't easy for her, his hard charging real estate developer. She took shit from no one, she was strong and powerful to others, to him she was his little pet... but by the end of this night, she would crawl to him goddamn it. Grimacing, he quickly squatted behind her and put his mouth to her ear.
She flinched and barked a startled noise aloud, involuntarily.
He chuckled... "That is two punishments pet... you were to remain silent. Now, show me that ass that belongs to me."
She did not immediately comply.
"I am not surprised that my pet is going to test me, push my own limits... make me earn her submission," he said calmly to her, as he sauntered around to face his new submissive with her love/hate relationship to her kink. Reaching down, he quickly grasped her pink puffy nipples in between his thumb and forefinger and pinched down, hard. Feeling her nipple harden to his touch
Conversationally, as if he had all the time in the world, he spoke to his best girl. "You have permission to speak only to count down from 10 to 1 backward... and very fucking slowly. When you are done with your little countdown, you are going to bend over and show me that ass... now start fucking counting."
"Ten," her voice came out in a croak. She cleared her throat and continued with a scratchy whisper. "Nine... eight... seven... six..."
He clamped down harder on the tender tips of her tits, which she had told him were very sensitive... he was going to find out. Pinching and rolling them.
"five... four... three..."
"You better not speed that countdown pet," he warned as he pulled her nipples out away from her body, supporting the weight of her breasts only between his fingers.
"two," she croaked.
"Wait for it..." he instructed... "wait for it."
She paused, unsure whether to resume the final number that would end her torment. There was a hiccup of breath. Was his pet fighting off tears? So early, he mused.
"One?" she questioned.
He released her, and gently placed a hand on top of her head and gave her a slow stroke to the nape of her neck where he grasped and pulled her face toward his as he bent over toward her.
"You still have two punishments coming pet, but first, Show....Me....That....Ass!! I am not asking again." Releasing her suddenly, he stepped back, his expectations hanging heavy in the air. He watched her
She scrambled to comply. Face planting, she bent her upper body to the floor, lifted her ass, and reached her hands around behind her. Tentatively, she pulled her ass cheeks apart so he could see the cute little star that was the key to his plans today.
"Was your ass a hard limit Pet?" he asked, giving her butt cheeks a playful smack, leaving his hand perched on her rump, like a rancher contemplating his livestock.
"No Master."
"Did you expect me to play with your ass on our first day together pet?"
"No Master," she said a bit miserably.
"Who does this ass belong to, Pet?"
"You, Master."
