What is it that I want?
I want to come home to you waiting for me on the couch, you lounging back with your legs crossed and a glass of brandy in your hand. I would stop, surprised to see you sitting there, still in your black suit and dress shirt. I stand there, trying to work through the thoughts whirling through my head. You level your stare straight into my eyes and raise an eyebrow.
I tremble at that gaze, but still I don't move.
You take a sip of your brandy and shake your head slightly.
"You're not being very considerate. I've had a long day at work and I don't appreciate you fighting me."
"So have I." I reply, almost snappily.
Your eyes snap up to look at me again. Slowly and deliberately you elegantly uncross your long legs and set down your brandy. You stand and even with high heels on I am shorter than you. You walk over to me until you are barely touching me, but you don't.
"Kneel." You growl softly.
My jaw twitches as I set it firmly in determination. Normally I would eagerly submit, but today, being ordered around rubs me the wrong way.
"No."
I hear you take a deep breath, I refuse to look at your face, instead I look at your chin.
"Did you just tell me no?" You ask, your voice is dangerously low.
"You heard me."
Then you chuckle, but its not a good natured chuckle, I can hear in that chuckle the many things you now have planned for this night.
You lean close and I can feel your hot breath kiss my ear. "Submit." You whisper in that voice that should make me melt like putty in your hands.
But still I resist. "No."
Then suddenly your hand is around my neck, not tightening or choking me, just there. I try to back away from you and that is when you gently tighten your grasp.
"If I were you I wouldn't move."
I stop and then meet your gaze. You have a determined look in your eyes, you are calculating and plotting something.
"I do not like this new word suddenly added to your vocabulary." You say. "I'm going to have to fix that."
You grab me by the wrist and pull me along with you to our bedroom. You pull me inside then toss me onto the bed. I bounce once then scramble to try and get away but you have pounced on me.
"Someone needs reminding I see." You growl. You place my hands above my head and hold both my wrists in one of your hands. Then with the other you unbutton my blouse and skirt. "You will take these off or I will tear them off, I don't think you want to ruin one of your good work clothes now do you?"
I shake my head and you slowly release me. I deliberately take my time by slowly peeling off my skirt and blouse. But I purposefully leave my bra and panties on. You huff a small laugh then quickly remove them yourself. Then you take my chin in your hand and make me look at you.
"Now, I have you all naked, there is no use fighting me because I can easily overpower you and you know this. I could slide into this pussy right now without any problem too now couldn't I? You are already wet from this aren't you?"
I don't reply and toss my head and look away. Then your hand is on my mound. I quickly scoot backwards on the bed and growl a sharp "No!" at you. You are on me in a heartbeat and are securing my hands into handcuffs, then the handcuffs to the bed.
"You should know by now not to tell me no, Little One."
The breath catches in my throat. You called me Little One! I almost melt then and there but somehow I pull myself together again. No, that is not what I want.
You raise an eyebrow and continue cuffing my ankles to the bed. I am now spreadeagled before you. Then your hand is at my mound again and traveling between my thighs. I gasp sharply as your thumb moves over my clit. You chuckle when you find that my pussy is indeed wet. You leave me and rummage through a drawer, then come back and hold up your prize. I tremble with what I see in your hand. Its a remote control vibrator with a g-spot stimulator. This one has me coming hard after a matter of minutes. You slip it inside me then move up my body. I do not like that you are still immaculately dressed in your suit. You are straddling me, your knees on either side of my hips, and your hands braced on the bed by my shoulders.
"Did I detect a tremble, Little One?" You say, a slight evil smile on your lips. "But I thought this one was your favorite." Saying so you push a button on the remote and I let out a strangled squeal and writhe beneath you. You chuckle and nuzzle my neck. "You will submit to me Little One." You whisper in my ear before you take the lobe between your teeth.
I let out a moan before I can stop myself and feel my muscles relaxing. But no! That's not what I want! I will not submit!
You sense my resistance. "And still you resist me hmm? Well we can't have that now can we?" You push another button on the remote control and the vibe increases in intensity. I moan and push my hips up as far as they will go.