Miss C sat on the sofa and squeezed her legs together feeling a familiar pleasant sensation between her legs. She considered, for just a second, continuing applying that pressure to bring herself to climax right there and then in the living room, a unique skill she had made use of on numerous previous occasions. It only required the lightest pressure along with some mental concentration on the task at hand very handy when in a lazy I just want to cum kind of mood, but today she had bigger and sexier ideas in mind.
Mr. S was working in the next room and was fully engaged in a virtual meeting so was therefore paying no attention to her. Miss C decided then and there that what she wanted was to get fucked as soon as possible by Mr S but wasn't sure how to make this happen. A smile spread on her face as she formulated a plan, it called for the use of one of her most fun personalities "the brat" to get what she wanted on her terms and eventually on his. Being the brat involved being as naughty and flirtatious as possible around Mr S until it drove him crazy and forced him to bend to her will. Hopefully over a nice solid piece of furniture.
Moving quietly from the sofa Miss C moved into the kitchen and turned on the kettle. This may seem like an innocuous act but it was something that she knew Mr S hated when he was on a work call as it made it difficult for him to hear what was being said. It had the desired effect as Mr S looked up and gave her a dirty look, Miss C pre-planned response was an overtly innocent "what me" look followed by a more obvious move to seductively bend over at the hips to retrieve the milk from the fridge pushing her arse out with a slight wiggle. Noting the arse pointing is his direction Mr S went back to his meeting leaving Miss C to plan her next move. Having boiled the kettle she decided to make a cup of tea and returned to the sofa. Slowly consuming her drink, she considered what level of naughtiness she could get away with next. An idea formed in her head, she slowly rose and busied herself unnecessarily rearranging items in the house allowing her to make moves towards where Mr S was sitting in his leather chair. She proceeded to walk past Mr S and loudly smacked her own ass over her jeans, a sound that would have most certainly have been picked up by Mr S' headset and broadcast to the rest of the meeting attendees. Mr S hit the mute button on his call and told Miss C to fuck off. Standing just out of reach she gave him the naughtiest of smiles, rolled her hips and let her hands wander suggestively down her body making sure to cup her deliciously full tits on the way. She followed this by putting her finger in her mouth and gently sucking. She lent in closer to Mr S and whispered 'make me'.
Miss C thinking she was safe as it was approaching 11:30, and Mr S' meetings always ran to the hour, continued to act the brat. Sexy looks, sexy sighs, stoking her ass, pussy or tits whatever took her fancy. What Miss C wasn't to know was that in this specific case the meeting was already wrapping up unexpectedly early. Miss C had by this point moved back into the lounge towards the sofa seductively swaying her ass as she did. Mr S, pretending to still be on the call, watched her go realising she was goading him with the possible intention of wanting to get laid on her terms. He wasn't going to make it that easy! Just as Miss C turned out of sight Mr S leapt to his feet and chased after her. Hearing him coming, as he hoped she would, shocked she ran for the stairs hoping to reach their agreed upon safe space which if she did he would be powerless to act and she would be in charge. Fleetingly another thought crossed her mind about the alternative of being caught and dealt with like the naughty girl that she was which made her lose focus on her escape.
Unfortunately this gave Mr S the small advantage he needed given Miss C's head start. Just as she reached the top of the stairs and within arms reach of the safe space, Mr S had grabbed her by her loose fitting jeans. She cursed herself for the 100th time about not getting rid them after recently loosing so much weight. Now fully in control Mr S was able to let Miss C get onto the landing without being able to run away. At the top of the stairs Mr S then proceeded to drag Miss C into the master bedroom. Miss C put up a fight never wanting to make it easy whilst also enjoying the feeling of being dominated by a stronger man whom she trusted implicitly. Reaching the bedroom Miss C was thrown onto the bed throwing her off balance where the struggle continued with both enjoying the opportunity to grab and tickle each other. Eventually Mr S started to gain the upper hand and although Miss C was still desperate not to lose she began to realise that she was not going to be in control of this particular encounter. Even so she didn't want to lose too quickly even though she now desperately wanted to be taken and by that meant really taken by Mr S.
Using his size and weight to its full advantage Mr S started pulling at Miss C's clothing. First he attacked her jumper lifting it over the head so it acted as a combination of blindfold and straight jacket. While Miss C struggled to deal with this turn of events Mr. S was already stripping off the loose jeans that had been the cause of her capture. Miss C finally pulled off the jumper only to find Mr S was already back on top of her.
Miss C now found that she had not only been pinned down to the bed she was also naked bar her bra and sexy panties, selected as a result of her subconscious horniness at the start of the day. As she struggled Miss C could not help but notice her panties were definitely somewhat damp. It was now clear to Mr. S given the continued feisty resistance of Miss C, even though she was now half naked and firmly pinned down under him, that some further confinement was required. Fortunately this was a situation that they had both thought of before.
Mr S leaned over the side of the bed to release the bespoke pink and black leather handcuffs, selected by Miss C of course, that ran under the mattress. These handcuffs once on were impossible to get out from and tied the participant firmly to the bed allowing for very little movement limiting any chance to deflect advances. After a number of attempts trying to get Miss C into the cuffs Mr S finally succeeded and was rewarded with the sight of the beautiful Miss C at his mercy. "You didn't expect me to finish the meeting early did you?" Mr S enquired. Miss C was still struggling with the cuffs searching for any weakness to try to find an escape so did not answer. Mr S moved to the bottom on the bed and started to remove her wet panties, this caught the attention of Miss C and she started to kick out, taking care not to hit Mr S but also simultaneously making it as difficult as possible for him to remove them. Mr S stepped back. "Do you want to go into the foot cuffs?", a useful and unexpected accompaniment to the handcuffs they only found out about when they opened the box. Miss C stopped struggling and allowed Mr S to remove her pants taking the opportunity to smell the delicious muskiness that they contained. Although Mr S was partly disappointed that he didn't get to see Miss C fully restrained to the bed it did offer up some more interesting opportunities for fun given that it was clear that Miss C was now in full "bratty mode". Mr S loved her bratty side but also enjoyed taming her into submission and that was the job that was before him now, although he made a mental note to research an adjustable metal spreader bar.
Mr S surveyed what was before him. He never got tired of looking at the naked Miss C, her body was perfect in every way and he could never believe how lucky he was to be able to love and fuck this beautiful women. His focus turned to the recent tattoo that Miss C had decided to get on her pelvis that clearly indicated that she was indeed a "bratty submissive". It was certainly the most naughtiest thing that Miss C had ever done but having been so totally satisfied with the realisation of her true nature she wanted it immortalised on her body for all to see, especially when wearing a certain pair of bikini bottoms in public!
Without speaking further Mr S moved up the bed, kissed the tattoo, and straddled Miss C's voluptuous F cup boobs. Moving his cock towards her mouth Miss C twisted her head to the side in a show of defiance, well as much of a show as anyone could put up when in handcuffs. "OK" Mr S said to himself "its going to be like that is it", fully expecting this response but not wanting to let on. Miss C did not move, Mr S on the other hand moved off Miss C's body and grabbed both ankles moving her legs up towards her head exposing her beautiful round ass. Not being able to help himself in such a position of power Mr S slightly spread Miss C's legs to get a view of her pussy which peeked out at him but that was for later.
Mr S reached over to the Doorknob of Domination, which was their codeword for a series of toys that they had purchased together over the years to help Miss C explore her bratty submissive side and his dominant nature that were hung on the inside of their bedroom door. Mr S selected the leather paddle, probably the easiest going option on the doorknob but also a fantastic way to start letting Miss C know who was in charge. Miss C knew what was coming but was still very much in her bratty mode and determined not to give Mr S any satisfaction in showing any pain or indeed pleasure at the treatment she was about the receive. Mr S slowly rubbed the paddle over both ass cheeks letting Miss C know what was coming but at the same time adding to the suspense as to when the first womp would land.
