Kim was always the good girl, even when Darnell and Kim were into their Domination nights, Kim always submitted to Darnell, she had worked with him for so long little by little trying to pull his dominant side out in him, she knew it was there, she could see it in his eyes, and she had seen it in her dreams so many times.
Each night they did this, he became more and more dominant, he started using more and more tactics with her to get her submission, he even started using those nasty little words that he knew turned her on, for he knew in his heart that she knew that he loves her, and would always protect her and respect her, and in the same token he knew that she loves him, and trusts him with her life, Kim had never tried to Dominate Darnell for she had no reason to, she was happy submitting to him, she wants it, she needs it, you could almost say she craves it.
But little did Darnell know that each night he did this he was reaching down into a very deep dark part of her soul, there was a very dominant side of her that was locked away down there she had told herself that side wouldn't ever be allowed out, for she didn't ever want to scare him.
One night changed all that, bringing her home he stands her in the middle of their living room, above her head were two loops, Darnell had installed them for those nights when he was in the mood to restrain her in front of him as he watched T.V. he knew she liked it, he knew she liked to be his little display, she would do what he wanted, when he wanted it done, and just how he wanted it without ever questioning him.
"You nasty little bitch, don't you dare move." He commands harshly.
She knew by the tone in his voice that he was upset.
"You want to be a little tart dancing like that and make all those guys watch you, well now your going to be my little tart
Standing in behind her, taking her hands he applies the restraints to her wrists raising them above her head he ties them through the loops making her just stand there now all tied up.
"Look at my pretty little tart, all tied up standing there and she can't get away, DANCE FOR ME BITCH!" he commands.
Looking him directly in the eye with a very deviant look on her face, grabbing a handful of her long hair he pulls her head back, leaning into her ear,
"Don't even think about talking back to me, you're my little tart and you will do as I say I own you mind body and soul, and I will do just as I please with you."
"Why don't you dance for me, your always running your mouth well put your money where your mouth is and Dance for me" She replies in a very wise mouthed tone.
Standing now in front of her he grabs her face, just glaring into her eyes, he was so angry you could see the fire in them, but yet he loved her just the same.
"What the fuck did you just say to me?" he asks harshly.
"You heard me I didn't fucking stutter did I? I told you to dance for me."
"Little Missy don't even think your going to even try to control me, I've told you how many times now you don't have the mental power or the mental strength to do such a thing, your nothing but a slut your just the girl who likes to be on her back with my fat cock stuffed as far inside you as I possibly can get it, that's about all your good for."
"Well let me down and we shall see who the slut really is, it will be so much fun to make you my bitch, I will make you whine and beg like a little sissy.
He just stood there glaring at her, he couldn't believe what he had just heard her say, he walks up closer to her, placing his hands on the side of her face, leaning in to kiss her she turns her head away, closing her eyes, he knew at that point he had started something that he wasn't used to, he did some real fast back tracking to try to get her back to where she was he wraps his arms around her holding her close to him, yet he could feel her arching her body away from him.
"C'mon baby girl, I'm sorry, daddy will take you down and take you to bed." he whispers softly as the tears filled his eyes.
"OH NO, NOT THIS TIME!!! Go ahead and cry just like the little sissy that I know you are, you have told me so many times that I don't have the mental strength or the mental power to control you, well I do have that strength and that power only I kept it so locked away in my soul, I've always been your good girl, I did and do everything you ever ask of me, and I never once questioned you, I gave myself to you in it's entirety, I love you and you know I will never hurt you but now I'm not asking you I am telling you to let me the fuck down, right fucking now, you see I've been a good girl long enough it's now my turn."
He knew at that point the best thing he could do was to let her down, as soon as her hands were released she grabbed onto the front of his shirt, tearing it open, looking him directly in the eyes.
"DON'T FUCKING MOVE, THERE IS SOMETHING THAT I WANT OUT OF YOU AND I WILL GET IT TONIGHT." She commanded harshly with a very cold look in her eyes.
Walking around behind him she grabs onto his shirt again, tearing it down off his shoulders, yet not in a way to hurt him, the last thing she would ever want to do is hurt him, she loves him more than anything in this world, she just wants his submission, and she was determined to get it no matter what it took.
Wrapping her arms around him from behind she runs her hands up and down his chest, making him comfortable, just when she knew he was relaxing she takes a handful of his chest hair into her hand pulling out on it not enough to seriously hurt him but enough so she knew she had his attention and he knew she was there, he shrieks slightly in the cutest little high pitched screech, as his head rests back toward her.
"Don't fight me my little sissy boy, if you fight me it will hurt and it will be no one's fault but your own, and you know your mommy wouldn't ever hurt you, now your going to be my good little sissy boy tonight aren't you?" she whispers in her soft loving yet very domineering sort of tone.
Taking his hands one by one she applies the restraints to his wrists, allowing his arms to lay at his sides momentarily seeing as how he's taller than her she needed the stool to be able to tie his restraints through the loops, taking one hand at a time she ties them through the loops over his head.
"Mommy please, oh please don't tie me up like this."
"Why not? Why shouldn't I tie you up, I wasn't given a choice, when I was your little tart, I did what I was told, well the same goes for my little sissy, he doesn't have a choice either, you will do just as your told or you pay the consequences with your punishment."
"But mommy I cant..."
"You can't what?"
"I can't touch you."
"Your god damned right you cant touch me, you can't touch me until you've earned it, you only get what you earn, if you don't earn it you don't get it, I am not just going to hand it to you, but how ever I can touch me and I can make you watch, I can make you beg, I can make you cry, I can make you scream, I can make you do what ever I want you to, you have no idea how many fantasies mommy has, and tonight you will do one thing that mommy has fantasized about watching you do for a long time, and if you have any chance in hell of touching me in any sort of way tonight you will do exactly what I tell you to and you won't argue with me." She whispers in his ear.
Slowly she blind folds him, as she nibbles at his neck, his screeches turn to ever so sexy moans, feeling her juices beginning to flow she knew she had him just where she wanted him, he was in her control now, getting down off the stool behind him she walks over to her little table, lighting the candles that were on it.
"Now we are going to have some fun oh yeah some real fun, and if you're a good boy and do what your told you will get a reward, you'd like that wouldn't you, you'd like mommy to reward you wouldn't you?"
