Eric looked up at Mona adoringly as he rubbed her feet. A heady mix of feet and pussy lingered on his tongue. He was naked as she watched TV, utterly content. Dinner out was a success, and they had settled in for a quiet evening. He could only hope that maybe, just maybe, tonight was the night he'd get to have sex. Sarah and Alice were out, so they had the place to themselves.
"Now that's a good boyfriend that knows his place." Mona ruffled his hair.
They both turned when they heard the door unlock and creak open. Eric bolted up and ran for Mona's room, but she stopped him.
"Stay." Her voice was soft, but commanding. Eric hesitated.
The door opened, and Sarah walked in. Eric froze, his eyes darting between the two girls. Sarah burst out laughing.
"Hahahah! I hope I wasn't interrupting something."
"No, Eric was just finishing a foot rub." Mona nodded from him to her feet. When he didn't come over, her smile went cold. "Can you give us a moment, Sarah?"
"Tsk tsk," Sarah teased as she left.
"Eric, we need to talk." She patted the seat next to her and Eric sat. Her smile softened as she looked into his eyes. "I know I ask a lot. I made it clear on our first night that I didn't want a traditional relationship."
"Yeah, I get it, I.."
"Don't interrupt me," she snapped. Eric shrunk back. "As I was saying, I made it clear, but I know I ask a lot and you didn't realize what you were getting into. I think you're getting some idea of it now, right?"
"It's been a lot, yeah."
"But, part of you likes it. I think we both know that, or you wouldn't have come to me for your spanking on Wednesday."
Eric stared like a deer in the headlights. He had no idea how to respond to that. But, he had an inkling that she might be right.
"I think," she leaned in to whisper in his ear, "you like being told what to do. I think you like being spanked."
Eric's body froze... except for his inflating cock. He sighed when Mona grabbed it and squeezed. "I do," he whimpered. Mona's hand moved to his balls and squeezed.
"What was that? I couldn't hear you."
"I do," Eric stammered. "I do!"
"Good! I don't need a pain slut, though. I need an obedient boyfriend. Do you understand?"
"I do."
"You don't, but you will. If you think this has been a lot, we're just getting started. These really are lessons and I really do expect you to do better. I don't want you embarrassing me in front of my friends," she squeezed again. "If I deign to let you meet them. Besides, I like you. You're cute, especially when you squirm. If you do well enough, and I decide to keep you, I'll take care of you. Trust me, do what I want, and you'll be rewarded. Some little slutty part of you needs this. Now, will you do what I say without hesitation?"
"Yes." Eric was hypnotized by her presence. He knew she was right. Part of him fought against it, fought to speak up, but it was stifled in her presence. He wanted her to tell him what to do and for her to take care of him, and he wanted nothing else.
"I'm going to have Sarah come back in now. You're going to apologize for being rude. Then, you're going to do anything she tells you. Do you understand?"