This is entirely fictional, as are most of my stories. I am writing this for a friend of mine, who wants this to one day come true and I hope that I am the one to fulfill that for him. Enjoy!
We have always shared our fantasies with each other, but never did I think that I would really want to fulfill one for you. But when I heard this one, something sparked. Not only was it a fantasy for you but for me as well. That is when I started to make plans.
The day came a few months later when I had invited you over my new apartment for a casual visit, or at least you thought so. I had other things in mind. We watched a movie, relaxed on the back deck, swam in the pool and had a few drinks. I wanted to make you feel at home, comfortable, as if nothing was wrong. Since you had been drinking and it was getting late I invite you to stay the night at my place and drive home in the morning. You agree and decide that since you are staying you'll have a few more drinks. I pour a few rum and cokes and we sit outside, enjoying the last of the daylight. I start up a conversation about fulfilling that fantasy, but do so in a jokingly manner. "Well, I thought that I would ask since you are staying the night. No harm in a bit of casual fun is there?"
I lean over and gently plant a kiss on your lips. Feeling you respond to it I don't pull away but rather pull you closer to me. Our kisses become passionate and you pull me to my feet. I break the embrace, and look at you. "So, what about fulfilling that fantasy? I bought a toy or two to help out, just for such an occasion."
The look on your face shows surprise in my statement but lust for the idea. I pull you towards the door into the house and lead you to my room. I turn towards you and kiss you fully on the lips, our tongues toying with each other, the lust mixing with passion. I pull your shirt over your head, and start on your pants. Your hands reach to do the same and I slap them away. "So you think you have any sort of power here? Think again. What I say goes. Understand?"
A look of shock takes over your face. You open your mouth to answer, but not before I slap your now bare ass. "You need to answer a bit more quickly then that." You mutter an answer of confusion, your gaze dropping to the floor. "So, what do you say? Do you need to be slapped again?"