"You must be getting much more than me now days with all those dates you have been on."
"I wish. You would think so but I think there is something wrong with me. All four of the dates in the last couple of months have been okay. Every time when the time comes for some action I just cannot respond to their gentle lovey dovey stuff. What is wrong with me? I just want someone to take me and fuck me stupid."
"So what has happened at the end of these dates?"
"Basically, nothing I have just stopped everything dead. I feel bad, as three of them were really quite nice. I think I need help."
"What help do you need? Can I help you?"
"I don't know if I can discuss it with anyone"
"Try me I am a good listener."
"I don't know how to put it, so I will try and say it straight and crude. I just want to be taken hard and aggressively. No it is worse than that I want to feel completely helpless. It is hard to say but I fantasize about being raped."
"Relax, you are not a freak. I can identify with your fantasy. Mike and I sometimes role-play with him being totally dominant. It is not a million miles away from your fantasy. You have to decide whether this remains fantasy only."
"I need something real and I need something soon. Sounds like I need to borrow Mike. Sorry, I should not even joke about him."
"We are great friends but I could not go that far. Our marriage is as good as most but I am not sure we could cope with him fucking you. I have had a thought but I am sure it is not possible."
"Try me. This is permeating my every waking hour and even my dreams."
"An ex of mine was into domination and rough sex. For anything to happen we would have to set up a reasonably safe situation. I could talk to him and see if he was interested. There would be some risk of things not going to your plan but that is the nature of your fantasy."
"Could it be set up, I am happy to take the risk."
Bill thought all his Sundays had come at once when Carol talked to him about Jean's request. Carol insisted on a safe word and gave him Jean's address. It was agreed that he would go to her house the next day. To keep Jean on edge no time was agreed.
Jean was like a cat on a hot tin roof all morning. Her excitement grew hour by hour. Her panties became so wet that she had to change them at lunchtime. She had dressed in a tight blouse, which showed off her braless boobs and nipples offering little cover. The skirt was short and close fitting. Her panties, no more than the briefest of thongs. Her makeup was as heavy as she ever wore when going out on a Friday night.
When the doorbell rang at just after three she nearly ran to open it. He was tall reasonable looking with a slightly angry looking expression on his face.
"A friend of ours sent me. You are to do exactly what I tell. Any hesitation or non-compliance will result in punishment. Do you understand?"
She wanted to answer almost before he finished but she struggled to make her mouth work.
"Yes sir I understand. I will try and do my best."
"I am not interested in you trying. I am interested in you just doing. Turn round, down on your knees and pull your apology for a skirt up your back."
Jean realized that she was only just inside the front door and it was wide open. She was amazed at how quickly she followed his instruction. The slight breeze from the open door played across her completely naked cheeks. She wondered how long he would leave her exposed to the whole road.
He moved beside her so that she was even more exposed to the road. She did not sense him kneeling next to her but felt an explosion as he spanked her hard right across the center of her full cheeks. In her surprise she let out a loud gasp.
"You will take the next six spanks with no sound at all unless you want me to double your punishment. We don't want the neighbors coming out to see what is happening, do we?"
"No sir."
The next six were harder than the first. Each one getting slightly lower until the last landed just above her pussy.
"Good girl, I think you are beginning to understand who is in charge here. If you want me to close the door you can stand up, take the blouse off, then face the street spread your legs and play with yourself until I say to stop. Leave the thong on we don't want anyone seeing your pussy do we?"
The humour was lost on Jean. The safe word sprung into her mind. She was so scared that someone would walk past her door and see the state she was in. She stood quickly taking the blouse off as she did so. The helplessness of her position created an excitement which both frightened but also stimulated her. She had always thought her boobs were a bit on the small size (not actually the case) but she had always appreciated her nipples. These were now, even without any contact, dark reddish purple. Erect as they were now had them about half an inch long but even wider throughout this length.
"Nice tits, love the nipples they look like they would enjoy a spanking too. I am surprised that you have been slow to start the masturbation; your nipples will certainly pay the price. What have we here? I haven't scared you so much that you have peed yourself, have I? If not you must either love being totally submissive or you must be a slut. So understand, you need to tell me exactly why you pussy is swollen and behaving like a fountain."
Jean decided that she had to follow his orders to the letter so as not to make things worse. She had not realized until she started to play with her pussy just how wet it was.
"I have not peed myself. It is very embarrassing but yes I am excited and aroused by your complete domination. I am not a slut but I have always enjoyed good sex. I can see my neighbor coming round the corner. Can we please close the door?"
"When your friend gets to your gate you are to smile and wave to him and then, and not before, you may close the door."
She knew her neighbor always tried to spy on her at every opportunity. He was older than her and a little creepy. She stood at the door ready to slam it before he got to the gate. From somewhere she got the courage to stand straight, call out hallo and wave as he passed the gate. She would remember the look on his face forever. He chocked slightly on what he was eating and almost ran into his house. Jean realized that she had taken longer than required to close the door, but felt a real buzz at holding her nerve.
He was still beside her and reaching forward took the front and back of her thong and pulled upwards sharply. This surprised her as it threatened to split her in half. He then let the back down and pulled up the front. Although the thong was very small it was cutting straight into her clit. He now released and pulled the thong so that it rubbed and cut into her even more.
"You may take the thong off now. Then you will ask me very nicely for permission to undress me and worship my cock with your mouth."
