My First Dominant Girlfriend Ch 02

Rebecca and I had another dinner date and a movie date during the next few weeks. We made out both times but she didn't ask me in to her apartment and I was ok with that. I'd still been processing our last encounter. The further I got from it, though, the more I wanted it again. I noticed I was hard I remembered what she had done - having my smell and clean her feet...her ass...making me get in all fours. My mind was telling me this wasn't who I was supposed to be or what I should be doing, but my pencil dick hold me otherwise.

She finally asked me to come over her house again a few weeks later to cook dinner. I grabbed the groceries and a few bottles of wine and went over. Unlike the time before she wasn't working out when I got there. Instead, she was already having a glass of wine and had some music playing. We talked about our day while I cooked a light dish and salad. We opened a second bottle of wine by the time dinner was over and moved to her couch. She typically didn't drink that much but maybe she wanted to loosen up.

We got comfortable and started to make out. Her hand drifted slowly to my dick and she whispered in my ear. "Oh, I see he's awake. Maybe you're thinking about licking my ass again."

I immediately got rock hard. Just the subtle change of her tone and the dirty words, which were in such contrast to her normal way of talking - that girl next door type -- really got me going.

She sat back from me and took another sip of her wine. "I know that last time was probably a little weird for you but I loved it. Be honest, did you like it?"

"I loved it," I said, before I could even monitor my thoughts. I blurted it out when I really didn't want to say that. I wanted to say it was weird and I'm not a submissive man like she made me be. Or maybe I was? I felt very confused.

"Good. I had a feeling you would. I've been with dominant men but they're usually pretty well endowed. Seems natural for them. I don't mind your smaller size at all but like I said before I can't get turned on by a dominant man with a small skinny penis. Those men like you turn me on my submitting to me." She grinned and could tell I didn't know what to say. She let out a small laugh. "John, I don't want you to think I'm some weirdo that wants to walk you out in public on a leash. In fact I like our normal dynamic outside of the bedroom. But in the bedroom, in private, I want exactly what we had last time...and more. Are you ok with that? I don't think I can move forward if you aren't. I mean, we could try but I'm positive it won't last."

I took a large gulp of my wine. "No, I hear what you're saying." I felt hard again. "I think I'm ok with that. But I've never done anything like this so I don't know that I'll meet your expectations."

She had a huge smile. "Don't worry about that at all! I will teach you everything I want. You just need to follow my lead. Please don't worry about anything else." And then she said something that really made me rock hard. "I just want you to be my good boy. Do you know how to be my good boy John?" Then she reached over and rubbed my dick over my pants.

"Ummmm.... By doing what you tell me?"

"Yes that's exactly right! And I don't mean outside of the bedroom. Inside. Understand?"

"Yes, I think so."

"Good boy. Now I want you to go into my bedroom and strip down. I'll be in there in a minute. And when I say strip down I mean everything."

I said ok and went into her bedroom. I took everything off and stood there in relative darkness. I felt like an idiot standing there naked. When she walked in she immediately turned the lights on. "Oh I like being able to see," she said.

She did not undress but she unbutton her top blouse, revealing much more cleavage. Her breasts were perfect. Almost a C cup but perky and tan. I could see her nipples were hard.

"Let's see." She looked right at my dick. "Yep, still skinny and small" and then let out a teasing laugh. She touched it very briefly with one finger. "It's so hard, John. I love when my good boy gets hard."

and then she asked me something odd. "When have you showered last?" I told her right before she came over. "Good" she said and then I felt her hand rub my ass cheeks. She kept rubbing them and looked at me. "I like your ass John. And I know it's been a few weeks since we've done anything. You must have a lot of cum built up. Is that right?"

I said, "yes". She then slapped my ass, which made me gasp a little. "Have you been playing with your pencil dick, John? Be honest."

I played stupid. "What do you mean? I mean, not really."

She slapped me on my ass again but harder this time. "How many fucking times?" She nearly yelled and actually sounded very angry. I did not expect that.

"Honestly only twice. I promise!" I said it with a little laughter because it was such an odd situation.

She slapped me again. "Don't laugh. This is serious." I said ok. "No more masturbating without permission. Nothing. Do you understand?" Yes I said. "I'm very serious John. I need to know you're being honest." Again, I said yes and that I understood and that I promise I won't. "Won't do what?" I will not masturbate unless you tell me I can. "Good boy. Now get on the bed on all fours and face the wall at the top of the bed."

I did what was told and again felt very awkward. I looked over and saw her grabbing a few things out of her dresser drawer. She saw me. "Turn and face the wall!" Again she had an angry tone.

I stayed there and faced the wall. She walked over to the side and started to rub my back with one of her knees resting on the bed. "You're listening well John. I know this feels a little weird but you'll get used to it. I'm here for you." She then moved her hand down and lightly rubbed by dick. slowly at first and then a little harder. I couldn't help but let out a big moan. "Oh that feels so good doesn't it John? I'm here now. I'm here. ". She kept rubbing and tightened her grip. I let out another moan. "Those cummies are all backed up aren't they?" Cummies?? I had never heard of that. I didn't care. "Yes!" I nearly yelled. Her hand on my dick felt so unbelievably good. The truth was that even though I had indeed masturbate twice, it had been at least 4-5 days since I had done it last.

Her grip loosened and she rubbed more slowly and then she stopped. I let out a small but disappointed and desperate moan. She then walked away and I stayed staring at the wall, nearly praying she'd come back and keep rubbing. When she did return she only rubbed my back but I could tell she had something in her hand.

"You're so desperate, aren't you John?" I muttered yes. She leaned closer to my ear and whispered "I bet you'd love to taste my pussy would you?" I said yes loudly. "I'm going to give you a little treat." Except it wasn't what I expected. I thought for sure she was going to ask me to go down on her. Instead, she held up a pair of her underwear - a thong - in front of my face.

"I wore these all day yesterday and then this morning when I went running. Last night I masturbate in them. Do you want to taste my pussy John?" Yes I said. "First, only smell." She brought them right up to my nose and I took several good whiffs. They smelled so good. I could smell her on them, her pussy and her sweat. "Good boy John. Now I want you to taste them." She gently placed the thong into my mouth and then removed her hand. "Keep them in your mouth. Enjoy them." I can't say they tasted great but I could get very powerful scents from them and she moved her hand down again to my dick. I moaned and it made me want to taste even more of her thong. "That's it, move your tongue all around them. Can you taste my ass too, John?" I moaned a yes. "Goooood boy."

She continued to gently rub my dick while she positioned herself more behind me. "Keep tasting them John." As he rubbed my dick her other hand began to rub my ass. It felt good. She did this for a few minutes and I started to notice that occasionally her fingers would rub directly over my hole. I couldn't help but moan. She then placed her finger again over my hole but this time stopped and pressed on it. "Does this feel good John? Are you still loving my thong?" I nodded and moaned yes. "Good. Stay right there."

She bent down and picked up something. I heard weird noises and realized she was putting on gloves - the surgical kind that have a snapping sound. I then heard a bottle click. I knew immediately what this was and started to feel ridiculous and nervous. My dick even went slightly limp. She had opened lubricant.

Then I felt her hands again on my ass, almost massaging it, but her hands felt cold because of the gloves. "Keep breathing and tasting my thong John. Be my good boy. We'll get that pencil dick of yours hard again. I know you want those cummies out."

As she massaged my ass she once again started to touch my hole. It started to feel good again, but suddenly she stopped over it and her finger went in slightly. I jumped forward a small bit and she slapped my ass. "STAY STILL. This won't hurt if you be a good boy and stay still. Will you do that John or do you want to just go home?" I nodded hard with her thong still in my mouth. "That's a good boy. Now stay still."

She slowly worked her finger just slightly in. I'd never had anything go into my ass. It felt weird and just when I thought she must have an entire finger in, she said "ok John. That's just the tip. Take a deep breath and I'm going to push in more." She slowly inserted her finger it felt wet from the lube. I tried to breathe but kept holding my breath because it hurt a little and I wasn't sure what to expect when it went in. I noticed, however, that my dick was rock hard again. "Don't hold your breath! Push back into my John...slowly." I did as I was told. I pushed back as she moved her finger in slowly. Suddenly I felt a sort of pop or some kind of sensation that felt unbelievable! I let out a very loud moan, "ohhh!"

"Yes John! Yes. It feels so good doesn't it, baby?" I said oh my god yes but it was muffled. It really did feel amazing. She then pulled back out and in again and I moaned again. I realized the second time she did it that it wasn't her finger but some kind of dildo. I could tell she was using her hand to hold it. She must have switched from her finger at some point.

She inserted it again and then left it in and walked around back to my front. She took the thong out of my mouth and rubbed my back. "Oh, I see your here again John. You like this don't you?"

"Yes it's amazing. I never thought I'd like it." She nodded and reached down. When she came back up she placed her sock up against my nose. "Smell my dirt socks. I know you love my scent. That's what I want you to fall in love with because it's all you're going to get tonight." I smelled them and she rubbed them around my face. Then she put them down again and whispered in my ear.

"I know your arms and legs are getting tired. I'm going to let you get the cummies out. Is that what you want?" Yes I said. Very much. "Good boy." She then walked back behind me. She slowly stared to move the dildo in and out and I moaned. "You are so tight John. This might be the smallest, thinnest dildo you can buy." It didn't feel small. I felt filled up.

"Good boy taking this John." She then took one hand and moved it below me and started stroking my dick. "So small and skinny John, just like this dildo. Oh, and you're leaking so badly John! Your cummies just need to come out don't they?" I moaned yes. She stroked faster and as she did that she also moved the dildo in and out faster with the same rhythm. I felt like was going to explode inside and out - it was a build up of feelings I'd never had. "It's ok John! I want you to let out your cummies! Do it for me, come on John. Yesssss you can do it. Come on." And right then I released. I felt like I released so much cum, and my legs were shaking. I crashed down and breathed very heavy. I thought I was going to pass out.

"Veerrrry good John! Such a good boy." She had already pulled the dildo completely out. She then sat up next to me and told me to sit up. "Such a good job. Look at your cummies John." She then showed me her gloved hand and it was covered with cum. "I'm proud of you, John." When she said that I felt an odd sense of pride.

She then gave me a big kiss and said "so what should we do with these cummies?" I said I didn't know maybe throw them away into the trash? "That seems like a waste baby boy but we'll do that this time." I wasn't sure what she meant but I was happy to not think about it. I had that post orgasm clarity and suddenly felt very embarrassed. She seemed to have sensed that, after she threw out the gloves she turned to me and in a completely back-to-normal voice, said "so do you want to watch a movie? We still have some wine left!" I agreed and we watched a movie and fell asleep.