Disclaimer/Author's Note" As always, this is totally fictional. Please leave comments and feedback, I appreciate them greatly and would like to know whether people are enjoying it or whether it's bad.
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I sat there on the couch silently. I wasn't sure what I could say and honestly, I'd been so caught off guard by Amy's initial response. I'd been caught red-handed holding her panties and taking a big sniff. Quite hard to claim I was doing anything else when I had a raging hard-on. Instead of screaming at me and calling the cops she'd acted excited and now here we were, sitting in the living room. I was just waiting for her to talk, but she'd been silent since she marched me out here. She kept looking at me with this big smile on her face, she was clearly enjoying herself which only made me more confused. After a minute or two that felt like hours to me, Amy stood up and stepped in front of me, still clutching the lacy blue thong I'd been caught with.
"So couldn't help yourself, could you?" she asked me with a very flat, serious voice.
"I swear, it's just one time, It'll never happen again Amy, I'm so sorry," I pleaded, hoping not to lose my housing. Amy frowned as she looked at me before responding.
"No lying," she said sternly. She put a finger on my chest, "If this is going to work, if you're going to continue to stay here, there can't be any lying going forward. That's the first rule. Do you accept this?"
I nodded quickly, "Of course, I'm so sorry, it was just a momentary lapse of judgment, I..." Amy then cut me off.
"Enough excuses," she said, dropping the panties on my lap. "You were horny and you got a little handsy, I can't blame you. It's not exactly like I haven't been teasing you since you moved in."
Her admission was like a little light flickering in my head. I hadn't just been imagining her flirty behavior. Maybe I'd just been overthinking it and she was trying to give me a green light. I admit it'd been a while since my last girlfriend and I'd never been the best at reading signs, so maybe it was just me being oblivious.
"As I said, we need to set some rules going forward," Amy began. "The first is no lying. The second is probably the most important and that rule is, what I say goes." She looked at me, waiting for a response.
I thought for a moment about how lucky I was right now. If I was being fully honest with myself, I'd always been a bit submissive and I did like a woman who took charge. If I'd stumbled into a situation where I got this sweet housing set up and a hot, bossy girlfriend, well I would consider myself incredibly lucky.
"That's fine with me," I replied. "It's your house, you make the rules."
"Good boy," she said, her voice softening to the usual more playful tone. "I'll tell you more of the rules as we go. For now, though, it's time to see how well you follow my directions." Amy started to unbutton her blouse revealing her cleavage and eventually the silky bra she was wearing. "Strip for me," she said.
I couldn't possibly have moved faster if I tried. I fumbled with the button on my pants and basically ripped my shirt off, stripping down to nothing. It'd been a while since I'd been naked around another person. I figure under normal circumstances I might have been a little hesitant, but I was running on adrenaline right now, reveling in the fantasy I was living. By the time I finished Amy was standing in front of me in nothing but her bra and panties, a matching set of silky black. She'd kept her heels on which I have to admit made her look that much better. She grinned at me and stepped toward me. My cock was already excited and hard before she gently ran the tip of her nails along it, sending a shiver up my spine.
"Well now, it seems like you're having a good time, aren't you?' she asked, teasing the tip of my cock with her fingers.
I nodded and moaned out, "Yes."
"Good, there's that honesty we need for this to work," She said, removing her hand from my cock. She stepped to my side and grabbed something from the couch. She then held her lacy blue thong back up in front of my face. "Now to see if you follow my directions obediently, put this on."
She held the thong gently, just barely holding one strap. It took me a moment to realize what she'd just asked me to do. Noticing my hesitance, Amy spoke again. "Is there a problem? You said you'd do what I told you to, I told you to put these on, simple enough."
I'd never thought much about this sort of thing. It's not that I had an issue with it, I'd just always been a simple guy as far as what I looked at, hot girls in lingerie or naked, nothing too out there. At the same time though, I was so turned on I was highly suggestible and wanted to do what she said. So I slipped the thong on. It felt a little weird, but I wouldn't say it was uncomfortable. My cock was protruding from the front, still hard. I was surprised by how well it fit me, but then again I was a pretty scrawny guy and Amy had such a magnificently big ass, that I should have realized the thong would fit.
"Step forward so I can get a good look," Amy said. She put a hand on my ass and squeezed, pushing me toward the coffee table. "Now bend over, someone needs their punishment for being naughty. I think a few spanks will do."
