Jon Major has always enjoyed the company of women. In the series
Caught!
we saw Jon as a college student whose heart was broken repeatedly by girlfriends who were unfaithful. The Major Diaries tells the story of Jon when he's older and wiser - and determined to be with as many beautiful women as possible without risking betrayal. How well does he succeed? Chapter 8 explains how Jon helps a young woman learn more about the things that arouse her. ................................................................
Things started a bit rocky with Marcia. But she eventually became one of Jon's favorites.
Marcia was a gorgeous woman. She was very enthusiastic in bed. But she almost ruined her chances with Jon by being a bossy little bitch. She kept demanding an exclusive relationship with Jon, and she sometimes treated him like one of the high school boys she used to dominate. It made Jon so angry that one day he bent her over his kitchen counter, held her down, and fucked her in the ass. It was a very sudden introduction to anal sex.
She got the message: she could be with Jon if she stopped being such a bitch, and she accepted that he only wanted to be in an open relationship. Marcia fell into line immediately. Jon was a big upgrade from the other guys she's dated, and she realized she wanted to accept his conditions.
Still, Jon couldn't help but feel some lingering resentment over the amount of success Marcia had in her effort to dominate him. No teenage freshman girl had the right to do that: he'd been very clear and honest about the kind of relationship he wanted to have.
The resentment changed the nature of their affair. Jon felt less concerned about Marcia's feelings, and he treated her differently from other girls. He tended to take the dominant role with all his girlfriends, but things went to another level with Marcia. He spanked her harder, pulled her hair, slapped her face, made harsher demands, threw her around in bed, gave her stern orders, and made more of an effort to gain total submission.
Marcia loved it. She'd never been treated that way, and she was surprised to discover that it thrilled her. She looked forward to going to bed with Jon because it was always an adventure. He was like a character from some kind of bodice-ripper erotic romance novel. The more she submitted, the harder Jon worked to find new ways to force her into the world of BDSM.
He'd never dated a woman who made him feel so free. Since he'd already decided that he'd have no trouble replacing Marcia with a woman who didn't mind being in an open relationship, it made him willing to subject her to very rough treatment.
On Friday night Marcia came over to Jon's apartment with an overnight bag. Their plan was to have cocktails, make love, go to dinner, dance at a club, then go home to make love again, sleep, and make love one more time the next morning. It was the kind of date that made Marcia feel a lot older than 18. She imagined that this was the kind of date adult women had with real men.
"Good evening, Marcia. You look absolutely lovely," Jon said.
"Thank you, Sir. You look very handsome," she said. Without being asked, Marcia had started calling Jon "sir." It was one of the many things that revealed how much she'd embraced the role of being a sub to Jon's role as a dom. Hearing Marcia call him "Sir" always gave Jon a little thrill.
They enjoyed a few minutes of small talk before Jon offered to mix cocktails. As always, Jon knew that Marcia was a typical 18-year-old girl who liked having an opportunity to drink alcohol. She was too young to buy liquor in stores or restaurants, so having a boyfriend who owned a well-stocked bar was a special treat.
However, Jon knew that Marcia might prefer something else.
"If you want, I could roll you a joint," Jon said. "I know you like weed, so I stopped at a dispensary this afternoon and picked up some of your favorite brand."
Seeing this thoughtful gesture from Jon made Marcia happy. "I would rather have a joint, if that's alright with you."
"I'll roll it right now. But I have a surprise first. I got you a gift."
A gift! Jon was constantly buying her thoughtful gifts! He'd paid for her to have a spa day at an upscale boutique, and he'd given her a lovely topaz necklace that complemented her peaches and cream complexion. She'd expressed an interest in a certain kind of make-up, and he'd bought some for her. She was sure she'd love this gift as much as she'd loved the others.
"What is it!?" she asked. "Where is it!?"
"It's in the bedroom. I think you'll like it. It's something for you to wear. You are such a sexy, beautiful girl that I think it will look great on you. I left it on the bed. Why don't you change into it while I roll your joint?"
"I'll be right back!" Marcia said, running to the bedroom.
"While you're back there, you'll find something else I bought. Bring it with you after you've changed," Jon said.
Marcia found what she realized was a piece of especially sexy lingerie. It was a fishnet catsuit, the kind that covers the body from the wrists and neck to the ankles, covering everything but concealing nothing. She stripped off her clothes and donned the catsuit, marveling at the way she looked in the mirror. Her erect nipples poked through the fishnet. The little blonde bush on her pussy was on clear display. The outfit conformed perfectly to her skin, adding a geometric pattern that accented her curves. She thought wearing the catsuit made her look even more naked than she would be if she was totally nude.
She removed a pair of high heeled shoes from her overnight bag. It seemed like the proper footwear for the outfit. Jon had been introducing her to increasingly kinky things over the last few weeks, and the catsuit seemed especially edgy. Marcia had led such a sheltered life with her parents that she hadn't known lingerie like this existed, and it felt exciting to wear something so blatantly sexy. She was particularly aroused by the fact that there was an opening in the crotch. She could have sex without removing the catsuit.
Then she saw what else Jon left on the bed. It was a riding crop. He'd spanked her many times, and they'd both enjoyed it. Once, when he spanked her especially hard, Marcia had an orgasm. Apparently he wanted to whip her like a racehorse. She was certain it would hurt and feel good at the same time.
"Do you like it?" Jon asked when she returned to the kitchen. He'd finished rolling the joint and was looking for a lighter.
"I love it," Marcia said. "I feel very sexy in this. Thank you, Sir."
"You're welcome, Little Girl," he said.
