My First Dominant Girlfriend Ch 03

The next few weeks were the same. I wasn't invited to stay the night but we maintained date nights for dinner or a movie, and also met up a few times for a local hike. I was really starting to like her a lot, but following her rules and not masturbating was very difficult. I lasted about a week, but the second week I came almost every night. I'd lay in bed and my mind would go over every detail of our last sexual encounter. I imagined smelling her underwear.... Her slapping my ass...her finger inside of me. Thinking about these things made me cum in only a few minutes.

When she asked if I wanted to cook dinner for her again at her place I knew this would be a "stay over" night and I couldn't wait. I was still nervous....i was hoping that we'd gone as far as we'd go and that maybe we could have normal sex for once. I was wrong on both accounts.

I showed up and she had just finished a workout. I walked in and out my groceries for dinner into her fridge. We were both starting to get more comfortable at our respective apartments. I asked if she wanted some wine and she said yes and that she didn't feel like showering until later. She sat at her kitchen island should I poured her glass. She had short grey gym cotton

shorts that were extremely tight, and a darker grey top that showed cleavage. Her skin was tan and tone and she glimmered with sweat. She was very hot. I hadn't thought about it before that moment, but she was a bit out of my league in terms of attractiveness.

We talked and drank a few glasses of wine. I was about to ask if she was getting hungry, and if she wanted me to start cooking, but before I could ask she said "have you been a good boy?"

"Ummm what do you mean?" I asked.

"You know what I mean, little one." And then she laughed. I did know what she meant but didn't say anything. "You know you can ask me if you want to take care of yourself. You know that right? You can call me or send a text. I might even say yes. But the fact that you didn't do that makes me think that someone didn't follow my rules. Hmm?"

I lied. "I swear I didn't. I guess I should have texted and asked but I was so busy with work and other things that I didn't really think about doing it." I watched her eyes to see if she could tell I was lying. I was not a good liar.

"I want you to go into my room and strip. All fours on my bed, facing the wall. Keep the light on." She didn't grin or smile but she didn't sound angry either. I figured she believed me and I could feel myself getting hard for knowing I'd be able to cum soon.

I did as was told. I didn't feel quite as awkward as last time but it still felt weird. Exposing my ass to her or anyone is probably the most submissive thing I'd ever experienced. Also, I had finally shaved myself around my penis and ass - I'm not a hairy guy anyway, but I wanted to be as smooth for her as possible.

She came in soon after. "Face the wall!" I had looked over at her. Shit, I thought. She's angry.

Before I could get another thought into my head, she slapped me very hard in the ass. I nearly lost my breath but before I could catch it and walked me again. It hurt. Bad.

"When is the last time you went two weeks without jerking your little baby dick, John??" She slapped me again. This time I let out some kind of noise. I was getting angry myself. It really hurt.

"I don't know!" I yelled. I sounded angry. She stopped and walked over to my face. In a very low, slow voice she said "don't you ever take that tone with me again John. Ever. If you do it again you can walk out of here and I'll never see you again. Do you understand?" I nodded, still angry. "Good. I don't care if this hurts. You did this to yourself when you lied to me. I don't believe for once second that you didn't touch your baby dick."

She walked back over and slapped my ass again, this time even harder than before. I lost my breath again.

"Answer me," she yelled. "When was the last time you touched that skinny baby dick??"

"A few days ago." I said. I said it quietly and I eve surprised myself. I wasn't scared of her exactly, but I was definitely feeling like I didn't want her to be angry any more. Or maybe I was scared. I'm not sure. I just know that she seemed to have secured some kind of emotional control over me.

She slapped my ass again and then started slowly rubbing her hands all over, almost like a massage. It felt better. "Ok little one. Thank you for being honest with me. That wasn't so hard now was it?"

I let out a quiet "no, it wasn't."

"Good." She continued to rub her hands over my ass. "You do know, though, that I can't trust you again until you prove yourself, right?"

"Yes, I guess. I still think you can trust me."

"Oh really? Well you're going to prove it." She then left the room. When she returned she told me to sit on the bed. She said behind me.

"This is going to feel irritating but I want you to hold this in your little dick and balls for while. I'm going to take a shower and when I get out I want to see it shrunk as much as possible." She passed me a ziplock back of ice. She placed it on my dick which was semi hard. It was SO cold. At least I wasn't getting slapped.

She took off her clothes and walked into her shower. I tried not to look at her so I didn't get hard again. My dick was shriveled up and tiny by the time she was out and dried off. I didn't dare to pull the ice off because as she stood there drying off in front of me, I was afraid I'd easily get hard again.

She walked over to me - her towel was on. Not surprisingly, I noticed something in her hand. It was pink.

"John, if this is going to work between us, I need you to wear this." She showed me what looked like a small plastic cage. "This is a chastity cage."

"There's no way I'm wearing that." I couldn't believe I said it, but it just came out of my mouth. Surprisingly she stayed calm.

"You'll wear it if I tell you to wear it. And so if you're not yet ready for this, then how the FUCK are you going to make up for lying??" Her swearing also made me feel strange because in every day life she never swore.

"I don't know but I want to make it up to you."

"Either you start wearing this now, or I want you to take a good spanking. After that we'll continue to do what I had planned for tonight."

I accepted the spanking. It was not what I expected. Being on all fours was awkward enough but this time she made me lay across her naked lap. She smacked me 10 times and I swear I almost was in tears. I just laid there. My dick had gone hard and then went limp around spanking #8. She was now just massaging my ass.

"I know it hurts little one. Only 5 more to go." Five more?? I hadn't realized she was only pausing to take a break.

SMACK! SMACK! "That's two. Three more. Your ass is so red." She spanked me three more times. The last hit was so hard that my eyes watered a lot. She had me stand.

"I'm sorry baby. I know it hurts. I can see your eyes. Come here". She gave me a big hug and for a second I thought I might start crying from the release of emotions but I didn't want her to see me even weaker. "You've been a good boy and I do think you've proven to me that you can be trusted. So, we'll see." She then told me to lay on the bed. My ass was so sore.

She climbed up on top of me and sat directly on my face. "Lick my asshole John and then my clit." I did as I was told. She tasted so good. By the time I had moved to her clit I noticed that she was incredibly wet. The spanking must have really turned her on. This made my dick so hard. I kept involuntarily humping the air, but Rebecca refused to touch my dick or anything even close to it. Instead she kept moaning from my tongue.

"Ok John. Time to stop." She got off my face and then told me to sit up. She went into her drawer and brought out a very large, purple dildo. "I want you to hold this for me. Straight up into the air." I placed it in the bed. She sat down on it...and it went in very easily. It occurred to me that we still had never had sex. But this dildo went inside of her so easily and it was at least three times the size of my dick.

She faced away from me toward the bedroom door. I was holding the didlo to the bed and her ass faced me. "That's a good boy John. Hold my dildo in place. I'm going to ride it, and I want you to stick your tongue inside of my ass while I get to enjoy a real man's cock." She then "rode" the dildo...her moans grew loud. Every time she back back down in it my tongue would slide in a little inside her ass and she'd moan even loader. Her breathing started to get heavier. Her hand moved between her legs and I could tell she was rubbing her clit.

"Such a....mmmm....good boy John. Mmmmm my baby boy. Yes keep licking. One your tongue is so good. Mmmmm yes keep licking my hole. Ah! Oh it's so good'!" She started moving up and down in the dildo faster. I really had to use some strength to hold it down.

"Ahh!" She let out a scream and came. Her legs were shaking a little. She was breathing very hard and she slowly lifted her was off the dildo. She reached behind and grabbed the dildo and placed it upright on her nightstand. She then practically threw herself back down on her back and into the pillows. "Oh my that felt good."

She padded the bed as if to tell me to move next to her, which I did. "Spoon me John, I want to cuddle." She turned toward the bathroom and I laid behind her and placed my arm around her. My dick, which was already hard, was now firmly between her ass cheeks, which were very wet. I instinctively started to slowly rock my hips as my dick was between her cheeks.

"Mmm that's a good boy. I like feeling you around my ass." I pumped faster and I could feel her squeezing her ass cheeks. "Mmm that's it baby boy. Keep doing that."

She grabbed my hand and brought it to her nipples. She guided my hand and had me feel them as kept humping her ass.

"Good boy John. This is as close as your baby dick will ever get to my pussy, but it feels good rubbing inside of my ass cheeks doesn't it little one?" I moaned "yes" so loudly.

"That's it baby. I love feeling your hands on my tits. Keep grinding into me. I need to ask you something John." I stopped, or, rather, slowed down a bit. "I need you to do something for me if you want to cum."

"Anything!" I said. I was so close.

"I want you to lick my ass completely AFTER you release your cummies."

"Yes I will definitely do that!" I practically yelled. Of course, I didn't realize her whole plan. I was too desperate to cum

"Mmmm goooood John. Keep pumping. Come on, baby boy." She squeezed her cheeks so tight. I was about to explode.

"Come on baby boy, show me your cummies! Please me. Make me so proud of you! You can do it. Mmmm!" I suddenly came so hard. She pressed her ass against me and continued to squeeze her cheeks together. It felt almost as good as the orgasm the last time but not quite as good. I was out of breath and released all my weight into the bed. My dick was getting limp but was still held tightly by her cheeks.

"Oh wow. I can feel all your cum around my ass John. Good boy. It feels sooooo good." She continued to move her ass up and down my nearly limp, skinny shaft. It was then that realized what she had in store for me. In my desperation I agreed to clean her ass, but I think she had known that my cum would be all over it.

"Ok John. Now do what I asked." She flipped over and lay flat on her stomach. But then she lifted her knees and moved into doggy style with her ass high up in the air, completely exposed. "Now clean my ass."

This is much harder to do than you think, because in that post orgasm clarity I only felt shame and embarrassment...for being spanked...for having her finger my ass...for smelling her dirty socks and feet...and now....for licking my own cum out of her ass.

I slowly approached her ass. "Don't be shy John. I do not like to waste your cummmies.

Be a good boy and clean my ass. I don't want any cummies in there." I started to lick and it tasted bitter and salty. I licked both sides of her cheeks over and over. "I want that tongue inside my ass." I licked her hole clean. She moaned. I kept licking. When my tongue almost hurt from licking so much she told me to stop. We then collapsed and cuddled. She then got up and dressed and I did the same. We then went out into the kitchen and I cooked our meal - just like

A normal couple.

I was somehow really growing into this new kind of person. But mot importantly I was becoming more and more desperate to cum. She created this new urge, and I really did not know how I would avoid masturbating with this new experience. I decided that later in the week I'd do some research on chastity cages, which she suggested.