Let me tell you about my friend Kate. She has hazel eyes and blond hair a bit longer than shoulder length, often tied in girlish pigtails. She's funny and she likes to talk about sex. She's petite, and wears slinky little tops that show off her slim body. She makes me want to throw her down and fuck her.
Kate and I have known each other for years and there's a powerful attraction there. When we embrace, I feel a surge of passionate arousal. I feel an urge to crush her body against mine. We've done some inebriated kissing before and Kate has acknowledged her attraction to me, but up to now, hasn't wanted to act on it. My girlfriend gave me permission to be Kate's lover but I think Kate would prefer someone who wasn't attached.
Kate and I were cooking lunch together. She was wearing a low-cut camisole. Every time she bent over I could see the tops of her small, pretty breasts. "You know what the problem with ball gags is?" she asked.
I looked at her expectantly.
"There's no room to fit a cock in there," she laughed and I laughed too. "I don't think a ball gag would work for me because I like to have a cock in my mouth."
Kate told me how she missed having a regular lover in her life, one who could give her what she wanted. I looked at her. She knew I had offered to be that lover so I said nothing.
"I've been thinking," said Kate, "I want you to dominate me."
I smiled a half smile and looked up from mincing onions. "Well Kate," I replied, "do you promise to be my good girl?"
"Oh yes, I'll be a very good girl," she replied.
"No Kate, that's not what I asked you," I corrected her, "Do you promise to be MY good girl."
Contritely, Kate responded, "Yes. I will be your good girl."
"Then I accept with pleasure," I said. "Now listen very carefully to my instructions."
As we finished preparing lunch I gave Kate instructions for that evening. I was staying in a small cabin nearby and I told Kate to wait for me there and to be ready when I arrived at 8:00. After dinner that evening, I showered and changed into clean clothes and waited until the appointed time.
When I arrived I found my instructions carried out perfectly. A fire had been lit in the wood stove and half a dozen candles illuminated the cabin with a soft golden light. In the middle of the room, on a small Turkish carpet Kate knelt, naked, with hands on her knees, her eyes on the ground in front of her. I took in the sight of her body warmed by the fire and painted in candlelight. I left my shoes by the door and entered.
A single wooden chair faced the side of the carpet. I sat and observed Kate's profile. I loved seeing her naked, but even more I loved seeing her submissive, or more precisely, I loved seeing her submissive to me. "Crawl to me," I instructed her.
Kate crawled to me and assumed the same position six inches from my feet. "Look at me," I said.
Kate's eyes met mine. The excitement was palpable. "Is your pussy perfectly bald and ready for me" I asked her.
Kate nodded. "Show me," I said.
Kate lay back on the soft carpet with her knees up. Placing her hands on her knees she opened them all the way, displaying her pretty little cunt. I wanted to dive into it right away, to lick and mash my lips all over her hairless mound and then use my tongue to paint her lips and clit and perineum. But such tenderness would have to wait until after Kate had proven herself submissive to me.
I had Kate return to kneel before me. "Good girl," I praised her. Kate smiled, these words were the signal that she had followed instructions to my liking, that she had pleased me. The first time I used these words also signaled that she could touch me and that I would touch her. The second, third and fourth time I used these words would have other consequences as she understood from my instructions.
I took Kate's hands and put them on my knees. I took her chin in my hand and moved her face back and forth as I looked at her. "Undress me," I said, standing up. Kate stood to pull my shirt over my head, then returned to her knees, running her fingers down my chest to the buttons on my jeans. She pulled the tight-fitting pants down, then off me and I sat again in the chair. "Lick me," I said.
Kneeling with her tempting little ass in the air, Kate brought her chest down to the floor and kissed my feet. She darted her tongue between my toes and began licking her way from my feet and slowly up my legs with her hands sliding above her mouth and around to grip my calves and then my thighs. When she got to my crotch, she avoided touching my cock directly, as I had instructed, but kissed and licked around it, her silky hair caressing my cock as it stood straight up.
"Good girl," I praised her again, signaling both my approval and that she now had permission to speak.
"Please may I suck your cock?" Kate asked me. "My mouth needs your cock in it, I want you to fill my mouth with your cock."