Are We Who We Think We Are? Pt. 02

Literotic asexstories – Are We Who We Think We Are? Pt. 02 by diusfidus,diusfidus
Sorry, for those that enjoyed the first part and wanted more, that this has been so desperately long in coming. Writing isn’t my first talent and getting it all out and down is a painfully laborious undertaking for me. I hope you enjoy this episode. Fair warning, it gets intense and Jake pushes Sarah along fairly quickly. This was done on purpose and will feed the following parts, so if you want to comment about it, just bear this in mind. I already know, and I already don’t care.

That said, I love feedback so please give it generously and constructively and not anonymously if possible. I would love for other authors on here to offer their feedback and ideas as well. I have a vague plan for coming parts and an overall vision but I am here to learn and a lot of you writers are bloody amazing.

Enjoy…

Jake

After our wake-up sex Sarah scurried off to the bathroom, I suspect to take a little alone time to reflect as well as get cleaned up. I stretched back on the bed, reflecting myself on what had happened in the last 24 hours. It had been a lot, that was for sure and assuming Sarah didn’t safe word I planned for it to be a lot more as well. Today, all being well I was going to fuck Sarah’s arse. Martin and Anthea were going to be out for most of the morning and afternoon at some event or other that we were dropping them off at and picking them up from, giving us the perfect opportunity to explore a few things.

With this in mind I pulled up my backpack onto the bed to have a look at what I might like to play with today. Protruding out of the collection of filth in there sitting large and proud was the cordless Hitachi wand that I was dying to try out. I pulled it out and turned it on, feeling the huge vibrations all down my arm. I smiled! Sarah was going to be in so much trouble…

Sarah sidled back into my room about 20 minutes later, freshly scrubbed and showered, wrapped in a terrycloth robe and looking a bit shy and awkward. She walked over and knelt at the side of the bed with her hands behind her back, looking at the floor.

“What are you doing down there, gorgeous?,” I asked

Blushing a lovely rich crimson from her forehead to the top of her chest she quietly replied “Umm, I thought this was how submissives were meant to be,” She flushed even more, “Did I do it wrong? I am so sorry, I don’t really know what I am doing?”

Wow! I was touched and elated and nervous. This was really something, but not a something I was expecting or wanting really. “Come up here S. You don’t need to do that unless we are playing.” I patted the bed beside me, “We should talk about yesterday and this morning and I’d like to do that with Sarah, my strong and beautiful girlfriend not my dirty little bad girl,” I laughed.

I sat up back against the headboard and spread my legs wide and put out my arms, inviting her to sit in front of me with her back snuggled against my chest, one of our favourite positions for relaxing and chatting. She stood up and stepped onto the bed on her knees and a single, beautifully fluid motion, spun around and leaned back into me. “Can I go first please?,” she asked.

“Of course,” I whispered into her ear as I snaked my arms around her chest to hold her in close, “Tell me everything that is on your mind.”

“Last night… Yesterday was something… I just never thought that I could be like that. Do those things or feel those things,” Sarah said quietly as she linked her fingers into mine pulling my arms tighter around her. “The teasing, the pub and then tying me up like you did and doing those things to me…. I…. It is hard to describe.”

“Did you enjoy it though?,” I asked. “Did the way you felt feel good, or right? Or was it a feeling you didn’t like? This is important Sarah because it will define what we are going forward, if there is a forward for us.” I almost held my breath waiting for her answer. I thought I knew what it was going to be but the stakes here were high. I did love Sarah but I didn’t want to go back to life as we knew it previously.

“Did I enjoy it. God Jake! I loved it, hated it, feared it and wanted more of it all at once. The things you made my body do were unreal and amazing and incredibly embarrassing but that is nothing compared to what you did to my head.” Sarah took a long shuddering breath before continuing, “I want more but at the same time I don’t…. I don’t really know what more I want and I don’t know how to ask for it.”

She paused for a few moments, and I leaned in to gently kiss the back of her neck. “Go on.” I urged kissing and nibbling around her neck and shoulders.

Sarah’s breath stuttered in and out and she squirmed a little as she almost whispered, “I can’t do it. I don’t know how to!”

My heart sank and I all but froze behind her as she squeezed my fingers tight and she continued “No, that’s not what I mean” she quickly clarified, obviously sensing my reaction. “I mean… God I am hopeless. I want…” she stopped again and took a deep breath the quickly burst out “I don’t want a choice. I want you to make the decision about this and tell me what you want me to do, to be and I’ll do it. At least I will try my hardest.”

My mind caught fire and a surge of adrenaline shot through my body. In that one little outburst she lit me up like I have never experienced and completely caught me off guard. I couldn’t form words for a minute so I just squeezed her tight and nuzzled my face into her neck.

As I regained control of my thoughts, my mind went into overdrive and I quickly realised that I needed time to process what I ‘wanted her to be’. In the meantime though I decided I had more immediate thoughts on what I wanted Sarah ‘to do’, “Open your robe and spread your legs over the top of mine so your feet or outside my legs. Then I want you to close your eyes and play with your body. I want you to sit here, like this and masturbate while we talk.”

This was another one of those big steps for Sarah. Before we started this journey she had never touched herself in front of me. By all accounts she hardly touched herself at all. So with nothing more than a quiet whimper she slipped her fingers from mine and pulled out the belt on her silky robe and pulled it wide revealing her naked, freshly washed body.

I adjusted my position slightly, so I sat up a little straighter to allow me to look down over her shoulder. Her chest rose and fell quickly, those beautiful nipples already puffed up, erect and begging to be played with. She shifted a little and lifted her legs spreading them and hooked her heals over the outside of my calves.

I couldn’t really see her pussy from this position but that was fine. However the devil in me wasn’t quite done and so I eased my legs as far apart as I could manage, cursing that I didn’t do yoga and Pilates with Sarah more often. It was enough though and I heard a quiet embarrassed gasp. “Play with your nipples with one hand and your pussy with the other. I want you to work yourself right to the edge while I talk to you and tell you my thoughts. If you cum, you will be punished. You are already in trouble for your orgasm this morning so don’t make things worse. Equally if I don’t think you are trying hard enough then you will be punished for failing to follow directions.” I paused for a moment “Do you understand?”

She didn’t answer for a few moments taking a deep breath that sounded a lot like it contained a quiet moan, “Yes, sir. I understand.” Another long breath and then “I’ll do by best to be your good girl… and your bad girl.” Sarah was silent then and I could now hear the wet sounds coming from where her fingers with playing between her legs. I smiled.

“From now on, if I tell you to wear or not wear something whether it is clothing, underwear or something under your underwear, you will wear it with no complaint.” I had decided to just go for it and see how far I could push Sarah’s limits. “Do you agree to this?”

“Yes Sir!” She answered quickly, her voice starting to sound a little strained.

“Your pleasure belongs to me now,” I continued, “You don’t orgasm without my permission and you don’t play with yourself without my permission. Equally, if I tell you I want you to orgasm or to play with yourself in whatever manner I choose, you will do so without complaint. Do you agree to this?”

“Yes Sir!” Sarah answered in a little gasp.

“Your body and mind are for my pleasure and enjoyment. I will tease and torment both. I will tie you up or restrain you and do whatever I want with you. I will expect you do to things that you might find embarrassing or difficult, like it did on the train this week. If I want to push my cock all the way down your throat I will and you will do your best to take it. I will finger you cunt, eat it and fuck it. I will use toys and other things to torment and fuck you with. The same goes for your gorgeous arse. Do you agree to this?”

“Oh God! Yes… Sir!” she moaned.

“Even if I want to fuck you with my whole hand or make you cum in a room full of people? Even if another person is looking at you and knowing that you are having an orgasm right in front of them. Would you do that for me?” I was pushing now but we seemed to be on a role.

“Oh!” Sarah gasped hard, the wet squelchy noise coming from between her legs getting louder and wetter. “I don’t know, maybe… Uh! Yes. Sir! Yes I will do that for you.” I could feel her body starting to tense against me now, the skin round her neck starting the flush and get damp.

“Is this turning you on S? Does agreeing to be my dirty little plaything turn you on?” I whispered in her ear. “Tell me what you are thinking, what you want?”

“Oh God! Yes it’s turning… me… on… I want to cum. I am so close it is hard to hold it back. Please may I cum?” Her speech was broken and jittery now her body starting to tremble.

“No! You do not have permission but you may not stop, not yet. I have two more questions for you. Last night when I covered your mouth and stopped you breathing, you came like a firework had gone off inside you. Did you like having your breath taken away? Do you agree to me doing this again?” I was rock hard now and it was a struggle to regulate my voice. I wasn’t sure why I had decided to ask this, it just came back to me as Sarah shook against me, how hard she came when I smothered her.

“Uuugh! Yes. I didn’t… know what was happening… but when you…did… it…. My mind went blank I think. You can do anything to me, Sir! Ugh, Jake I am going to cum!”

“Stop!” I demanded, as I pulled her arms and hands away form her body. “Hold it in.” Sarah’s body was shaking, I could feel her pelvis jerking forward trying to find some friction in the air.

“Nooo! Fuck, please!” she begged.

“Put your hands behind you head and lock your fingers. Right now.” I growled. She did so quickly. “Close your eyes. You do not have permission to cum and you do not have permission to move your hands. Do you understand? If you do then there will be consequences.”

I didn’t wait for an answer. With one hand I reached over and picked up the hitachi and with the other I pinched one of her puffy sensitive nipples hard for a second. I know what I did next was wildly unfair but I was excited to see the struggle. I pressed the wand firmly against her clit and as I turned it on I used my other hand to pinch her nose and cover her mouth and growled “Do not fucking cum!”

I might as well have told her to try and fly to the moon. It was like ten thousand volts was coursing through her body as she came hard almost before I had finished speaking. Her body bucked and jerked against me as I held my hand over her mouth and used the arm holding the wand to press her against me.

Sarah

I don’t even think I heard the last thing Jake said. The second his hand closed over my nose and mouth and that damn vibrator started I was finished. It wasn’t like my pussy exploded. It was like my whole body exploded. It felt much more vivid than last night, possibly because I was less desperate in the lead up and more focused on what was happening. Last night Jake had reduced me to a ball of helpless need and when he covered my mouth I was already lost.

Today I was more aware of what was happening, at least to begin with.

I felt like every nerve in my body was attached to my clit when he smothered me. The struggle to breath making every feeling so much more intense and desperate. I could feel my pussy spasming. I think even my bum was, I had no control. The orgasm was huge and then I couldn’t seem to come down from it fast enough. Fuck it was too intense and my clit was suddenly so sensitive. I needed air. I started struggling and moved my hands, briefly waving them as I debated between freeing my mouth or pulling the wand from my clit.

I went for the wand and Jake was good enough to pull it away as my hands grabbed it. I came down, the relief immediate. That done I shook my head and grabbed at his hand over my mouth realising now just now desperate my need for air had become.

As his hand moved away and I sucked in a huge lungful of sweet fresh air Jake push the wand hard against my pussy again and I came. There was no build up. No Warning. The combination of the air hitting my starved system, the power of the wand and the state of my pussy was like a perfect storm and I came. Immediate pressure and then immediate release as I let out a loud, very unladylike grunt.

Then the wand was gone and I was being pushed off Jake and dragged to the side of the bed. I was still twitching and spasming when Jake stepped behind me, pulled up my hips and in one long motion pushed his rock-hard cock balls deep into my sodden mess of a cunt.

He hammered me. That is the only word for it. Hammered! There was no finesse from him just raw need. I’d always refused to let anyone have sex with me doggy style before. I always felt it was dirty and degrading but this, this felt right. This felt like where I wanted to belong… and then I was moving again.

Jake grabbed my shoulders and pulled my body upright until his head was beside mine, his long thick cock still balls deep inside me. “Kneel up on the floor and reach behind you and hold your ankles.” he rasped into my ear. Then he slipped out of me and stood back.

I kind of slithered off the bed backwards onto my knees and struggled around, still a bit dazed. Moving forward to create a little space a reached back to grab my ankles, quickly realising I would have to spread my knees a fair bit to allow me to reach.

My pose was therefore somewhat obscene, or erotic I guess depending on your taste. My chest was thrust forward, nipples pointing at the ceiling with my body tilted slightly backwards, my knees spread wide and my pussy clearly visible in all its soaking, dripping glory.

“Open!” was all Jake said as he stepped forward and pressed his cock, soaked in my frothy white pussy cream against my lips. I was a little afraid he might try and push it all the way into my throat like he suggested he would earlier but he didn’t. I opened my mouth and he slipped it inside maybe two or three inches.

“Make me cum.” He demanded. “Suck me and make me cum in your mouth. Don’t swallow anything and don’t you dare spit it out.” Fuck! “I should be disgusted,” I thought but I wasn’t. The opposite in fact. I felt my pussy clench at his words.

In all my life I had never given a blow job kneeling down in front of a standing man. To me this was the ultimate in subservience. The ultimate surrender. A betrayal to all womankind. Letting a man ejaculate in my mouth and then holding it there, waiting to be told what to do, the ultimate degradation. Why then was it turning me on so damn much. What the hell was happening to me?

I don’t know what made me do it but as I closed my lips around Jake’s shaft I looked up at him and his eyes caught mine and locked on as I sucked his cock into my mouth, running my tongue around the sensitive back side of the big pink head and started to gently bob my head. I never took my eyes from Jake’s as I tasted my own pussy on his cock, cleaning away my own juices.

It wasn’t long before his hips started to jerk a little and he brought his hand up to the sides of my head. Again, a pang of fear shot through me as I imagined him thrusting deep into my throat but again he didn’t. His hands gently cupped the sides of my face, almost caressing it as I continued to suck him and swirl my tongue around, teasing his head and poking at the small hole in the end.

His hands tightened slightly holding my head still as he grunted “I’m going to cum!” I took my queue and sucked harder and rasped my tongue along the underside of his cock as I felt it stiffen, swell and then explode in my mouth.

Not swallowing was difficult. His cum hit the back of my mouth with force and kept on coming, again and again. I know it is never actually all that much but when it is sharing space with a cock it feels like gallons of cum is filling your mouth.

Jake stepped back and slipped his cock from my mouth and I clamped it shut, desperate not to get into more trouble. With a fluid grace that never failed to amaze me (and turn me on a little) Jake folded himself to his knees in front of me, again looking me right in the eyes.

“Open you mouth and show me.” He said. I did as I was asked, fighting to hold his rock steady gaze and not close my eyes in blushing embarrassment. “Good girl… Or should I say, ‘Dirty Girl?'” he grinned.

He leaned into me then running a hand up the inside of my thigh and whispered, “You can swallow it when you cum for me.” His finger slipped almost unnoticed into my swamp like cunt, but it didn’t stay there for long as he slipped it out and reached further back pressing it firmly against my bum.

I jerked slightly alarmed by how easily that finger slipped inside my arse to the first or second knuckle. I must have soaked everything down there. Jake pumped it gently, easing it all the way inside me and was soon thrusting it is smoothly in and out from tip to third knuckle. Then he pressed his thumb hard against my clit and rubbed hard and fast with his finger jammed deep inside my butt and, like a good girl I came.

Jake

When Sarah’s orgasm hit her she lurched forward, her body crunching down as her stomach muscles spasmed. Unfortunately for her when this happened her mouth opened and she spat my cum right back at me, hitting me square in the chest.

I sat back on my heels looking at her, waiting until she got herself together a little. God I loved this girl. I had loved her before we started this journey but going through this rapid metamorphosis had caught me completely off guard. I was caught up in the speed this was all evolving and had worried about moving too fast but looking at this wonderful woman in front of me now, curled up with her head on the floor gasping out the last strains of her orgasm; well, I wanted it all. I was fairly sure there would be no turning back now for either of us.

As her breathing steadied I reached down to cup the side of her face, gently lifting it back up and easing her upright. I leaned in and kissed her gently on the lips, slick with her saliva and probably my cum. “S, you have some cleaning up to do sweetheart. You spat my cum out all over my chest.” I said as I gently directed her face downwards.

To her credit she didn’t blink and took hold of my upper arms to steady herself and pressed her face against my chest, licking off my cum and her spit until I was clean.

I stood and pulled Sarah to her feet and led her back to the bed, wrapping her robe around her and easing back into the position we started in, snuggling with my back against the headboard and Sarah leaning back into me.

“I love you.” I whispered into her ear, “I love you so much my beautiful dirty, sexy little goody two shoes.”

Sarah squeezed my arms around her chest and sighed, “Hmmmm! Why didn’t you do these things too me sooner? I thought I loved you before all of this and I don’t know if this is just the new lust you have poked awakened inside me but whatever I felt before was nothing to what I feel now.” She paused for a moment and continued, “I am so much in love with you right now. It scares me to death because the way I feel right now, at this moment, I don’t think I could deny you anything.”

“Kiss me!” I croaked, trying to choke back tears, “Just kiss me.” She turned slightly in my arms and twisted her neck around and pressed her lips to mine, parting them and sliding her tongue against my lips, asking for entry.

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

“Are you two coming out this morning to show your faces or do we have to send in a search and rescue team?” laughed Anthea behind the door, “It’s almost ten o’clock, breakfast is on the table and if you are dropping us off today, we need to leave at eleven-thirty. So, get yourselves cleaned up and come and get breakfast.”

There was a pause and then she added, “You must be starving after all that exercise so I’ll cook some more sausages.” We heard her walking away then cackling to herself.

“Shit!” exclaimed Sarah, “They must have heard us.”

“Us?” I laughed, “I hardly made a sound… At least she didn’t sound upset about it. Do you think maybe that some or all of the issue of us sharing a room here was you projecting your discomfort onto your parents?”

Sarah bounced off the end of the bed with a “Harrumph” and left for the bathroom.

I leaned back and relaxed for a while, waiting for Sarah to let me know she was finished in the bathroom. It wasn’t even ten o’clock and I had already blown a load twice. If things stayed at this pace, I was going to have to resort to modern medicine to allow my body to keep up with my runaway libido.

I reached into my backpack again and rummaged until I found the medium sized butt plug and the lube. “Might as well get her ready for later.” I figured to myself. I got up and wandered off down the hall to Sarah’s room and left the plug and the lube on her bed. As I was heading back down the landing Sarah emerged from the bathroom, giving me an odd look, silently asking where I had just been and why?

I just smiled and slipped into the bathroom for a shower.

When I was done in the bathroom I slipped back up the hall and opened the door into Sarah’s room again. She was in there, dressed and doing her hair up into a ponytail. “Thanks so much for the present.” She said with a clear side order or snideness, “I suppose you want me to wear that later?” she asked.

“No sweetheart.” I said with all sincerity, “I want you to wear that right now. We need to get you all ready for later and happily enough the plug you bought actually has quite a wide neck on it so it should do the job very nicely.”

“Prick!” she muttered under her breath and then more loudly, “Yes sir. My arse is at your disposal whenever you need it.”

“Being bratty is going to get you nothing but punishment, now pull your jeans and knickers down to your knees and bend over until you are holding your ankles.” I told her, “Or do I need to convince you that you should be good?”

“No, Sir.” Sarah said in feigned meekness and she did as she was told.

I stepped over to grab the plug and the lube and turned to face Sarah’s upturned arse. I took a moment to enjoy the view thinking that I could never tire of looking at her arse, especially presented as it was with her bald pussy peeking out underneath it.

I knelt down behind her and ran my hands around her cheeks and leaned in to bite one. “Dammit man stop!” I thought, “Or we are never going to get moving today.” Tearing myself away from worshipping those tight hard cheeks and picked up the lube and generously coated my finger and rubbed it against the beautiful little brown pucker winking out at me from between those buns. I eased it in and out a few times and then added more lube, drizzling it onto my finger as I pushed it in and out.

Sarah was starting to breath a little more heavily now and shifted her feet slightly. My finger was gliding easily in and out now so I removed it and places the nozzle of the lube right up against her rose bud and squeezed.

“Fuck, that’s cold!” Sarah squealed, about to straighten up until I spanked her arse hard to remind her to behave.

“We need plenty in there as you are going to be wearing this for a while.” I reminded her.

I grabbed the plug and looked at it. It was perhaps an inch and three quarters at its widest point and maybe four or so inches long in front of the base which was a long narrow bar perfect for what I had planned today. Lubing it up generously I placed the end against Sarah’s pucker and applied a little pressure and then waited. “Ask me nicely.” I said with a huge smile in my voice, “Tell me what you want.”

Sarah remained silent and so spanked her arse cheek again, harder this time and then a third time, hard still.

“Please sir!” She yelped, “Please may I have my bum filled with your plug to get me ready for you to bugger later. I’m your good girl so please push it in me and make me your dirty girl.”

I couldn’t see her face but I suspected that it would be a deep crimson and it would have nothing to do with her being bent over. I increased the pressure and started to slowly ease the end of the plug in and out easing it a little deeper each time until I met firm resistance and Sarah started gasping a little.

“Push out baby.” I encouraged her, “Like you are going to go to the loo.” She let out a slightly inelegant grunt and as I pushed the plug slid quickly inside.

“Fuck Me!” Sarah gasped.

I put one hand on top of her arse to indicate she should stay where she was and started to ease the plug back out, slowly stretching her ring around the plug as it reached its widest section.

“Oh my god! It feels like you have a bloody football in my bum” she gasped as I let it slip back inside. I continued to slowly pump the plug in and out, slowly stretching her arse until I was able to slip it all the way out and back in again with relative ease… for me at least.

By this time Sarah was grunting and groaning with each insertion and I could see her opaque milky white goo starting to ooze from between her pussy lips. “Time to step this up a bit.” I thought as I stood up and to the side of her, never taking my hand from the plug and increasing the tempo of the thrusts. I was really starting to fuck her ass with the plug and Sarah’s knees and legs were trembling more and more.

I reached my hand under her chin and circled her neck to pull her upright. “Stand up straight, stick your ass out and arch your back. Then tell me how you feel.” I demanded.

With help from my hand Sarah pulled up straightish, ass poking out behind her as I continued to drive the plug in and out of her ass, barely feeling any resistance now.

“Oh, good fucking God. I don’t know… what… feels like. It’s like getting fucked but not. I feel so full and so dirty and so ashamed that I like this so much.” Sarah gasped, “I’m going to cum though Jake… Please may I cum?”

“No!” I said stepping up the pace, really starting to rail her butt hole for a few seconds and then stopped, leaving the plug deep inside her and brought me hand down hard on her stuck out arse. “You refer to me as Sir!” I continued spanking her until both cheeks we a rosy red and then stepped away,

“Pull up your jeans, we need to get down to breakfast, your mum will be wondering what we are doing…Again!” I grinned as I headed for the door, trying hard to hide my erection under my towel.

Sarah

Bastard! He left me in a right state again. I was soaking down there, my legs felt weak and my bum was still spasming around that damn plug. Going to breakfast was a nightmare. My mum just kept giving me knowing, smug little looks and my dad just avoided looking me in the eyes. Not that I minded that because I couldn’t look at him either.

When I sat down at the table I nearly jumped out onto the chair, the seat pressing the plug deeper inside sent a jolt right through me. However, Jake behaved himself and we got mum and dad in the car without any drama. Jake offered to drive which was a good job since I don’t think I was in any state to get behind a wheel at that point.

Walking around with a plug stuffed up your bum is a strange sensation that you never fully get used to, certainly not the first time you do it. But it does strange things to your mind and body. I never stopped feeling horny, my pussy never really dried out and every time Jake looked at me, I felt a wave of humiliation and submissiveness wash over me which then just turned up the horny dial even more.

As we drove to drop off my mum and dad I took the downtime to think about what was happening. There was no doubt that what I was doing was Jake turned me on a lot. I had literally orgasms harder and more in the last few days than I had probably in the last year. My whole body felt on fire with sensitivity and my bald pussy made me blush every time I saw it or thought about it. I let someone rip out all my pubic hairs, a stranger had her hands all over my pussy and round my bum hole and all because Jake had told me to do it. I hadn’t wanted to but at the same time I had wanted to keep Jake so I went along.

Now though I didn’t think I would ever want to go back to the unruly bush I had. I liked the feel of my smooth mons and my lips felt so much more sensitive (although that could also be down to all the action they had seen in the last couple of days).

I was skirting round the issue though, distracting my mind with these physical changes. What troubled me the most was what I was becoming, who I was becoming. I had always been driven and had my own opinions, thoughts, wishes and preferences. I was in charge of myself. At work I was in control, competent and respected. I did things on my terms, and then Jake gave me that ultimatum.

I wanted to keep Jake, I loved him but I had never imagined that what he wanted would lead here or that I wouldn’t just go along with it or enjoy it but actively love it and crave more. My upbringing and conditioning still made all of it feel dirty, humiliating and wrong, and honestly I wasn’t sure if that wasn’t a fairly large part in what made it all feel so good. I knew I wanted to continue though. I had always enjoyed sex, a lot, especially with Jake. It was only now thought that I was starting to realise just how limited I had made myself. Before last night I never would have imagined that getting tied up could make me ache to be touched so much or that having my breath taken away would make me cum so hard I peed or that I could squirt or that being humiliated could make me want it all over again.

When we got home I knew that Jake was going to tie me up and bugger me and probably make me ask or beg him to do it. I felt myself blush deeply as I thought about that, immediately embarrassed in case someone saw. That in and of itself made my traitorous pussy clench.

I knew I was going to let Jake have my bottom. Knew that I was going to let him do whatever he wanted. I trusted him to respect my safeword and at almost twenty-sex years old I had wasted too much time saying no and being too rigid and controlled. I loved Jake and I wanted him to be proud of me, to be his good dirty girl. I was even looking forward to being punished for the things I had gotten wrong and would get wrong. It was a perverse sort of anticipation; lust mixed with dread.

God I was wet and horny. By the time we dropped off my parents I was sure the car must smell of my pussy. They couldn’t be getting out quickly enough. I jumped into the front when they got out and pulled on my seat belt.

As we pulled away, without even looking at me Jake said “Show me how wet you are.” Fuck! How did he know? I unbuttoned my jeans and leaned back to slip a hand inside my knickers. As it travelled down over my mons and reached my pussy I knew I was a lost cause. I was soaking down there. Two of my fingers slipped easily into my soaking cunt. I pumped them a couple of times and yanked them out before I got too carried away. Blushing, I raised my hand over towards Jake for his inspection. When I saw it I nearly died of shame. My fingers were coated with my white gooey pussy cream, strings hanging between the fingers.

Jake glanced over at them and smirked, “Clean them.”he said, “And then tell me what you are.”

Blushing even harder I brought my fingers to my mouth and parted my lips slipping them between tasting myself, the bitter tangy taste and a shamefully horny girl. It was kind of slimy and my tongue slipped around them until they were clean and then sucked them as I slid them back out of my mouth.

“I’m your good girl Sir. I’m also your very wet and horny girl right now.” I said.

“When we get had planned to fuck you in the arse. I am going to give you this one chance to say no. Tell me what you want me to do to you when we get back.” Jake told me. “But unless I hear you clearly say you don’t want me to fuck your behind, it is going to happen.”

Wow! That was blunt and to the point. I already knew that I wanted Jake to have his way with me however that might manifest but I had an out here from probably getting my last virginity taken. Odd that I had never really considered it a virginity before this because I had never imagined there would be a scenario where anything would ever be going up there in a sexual way.

The worlds were coming out of my mouth almost unbidden while I was still working through that revelation in my head. “Sir, when we get home I am use to use however you think a dirty girl who has already earned punishment should be used. If that includes buggering me then that is your decision to make and not mine.”

Where the hell had that come from? Damn that cheesy internet porn I watched when I was trying to learn about this for Jake. I think even my arms had gone crimson when I fully realised what it was I just said.

“That is a big statement to make S. What if I decided that the way you should be used was to invite a friend around and make you service them?” Jake asked quite seriously.

I hadn’t thought that through at all. I’d never imagined anything outside of the two of us and I wasn’t sure if Jake was actually joking, testing me or for real. A number of flippant and bratty answers jogged through my mind I tried to decide what it was I was going to answer. The end, I decided that I would answer honestly. “Sir,” I said. “I really don’t know what I would do. I guess we would have to find out.”

Jake

Sooooo, I hadn’t seen that answer coming. It certainly gave rise to a lot of opportunities. I mean, right now, there was nothing sexually that I didn’t want to do to her and the thought of seeing Sarah with her head pressed between another girl’s legs made me instantly hard, although I was fairly sure Sarah thought that I was referring to a man joining us.

We drove in silence for a short time as I marvelled at how Sarah, how we had changed so quickly. Clearly there was a lot of repressed feelings and ideas locked away in Sarah’s subconscious and I wanted to try and tap into them. Much as I wanted to have control I also wanted to make Sarah happy and as fulfilled as humanly possible. I wanted to be able to enable her to give in to or get her desires as much as I wanted to get mine.

“Is there anything that you would like to do or try, my gorgeously dirty girl?” I asked quietly. I knew this wasn’t going to open any floodgates but I wanted to at least get Sarah used to the idea of talking about this stuff. About her desires.

“Sir, I only want for you to…,” Sarah started to say before I cut her off.

“Stop! I don’t want to talk to submissive Sarah right now. I want my strong and independent Sarah to answer me.” I explained. “I want you to always feel safe and aloud to express what you want and would like as much as I can. Just because when we are playing you are submissive to me doesn’t mean you don’t have desires of you own.”

I paused for a few moments and glanced over at Sarah. She was looking at me slightly wild eyed with her mouth open. “If you have fantasies that you want or might want to become real, if there are things you want to try, whatever they may be then you can tell me without fear of judgement. I took a huge risk when I told you what I wanted and it was a really hard thing to do so I will totally understand if it takes time for you to open up. I will be hear, waiting to listen and to support you, sweetheart.”

“Okay.” Sarah whispered almost too quietly for me to hear. “I need time to think about things. For right now though… When you bugger me, I want you to put your hand over my mouth again. I don’t know why but even thinking about it turns me on.”

Smiling I replied “I can certainly do that for you.” Then I asked “What does it feel like?”

“It is like everything becomes more intense and out of my control and after a few seconds I can only focus on what you are doing to me and the feelings. It is like sensation on steroids or something.” She answered, sounding more confident about talking now.

“When we get home, as soon as the front door closes I would like you to pull your T-shirt and bra up above your boobs and push your jeans and knickers down to your knees. Then walk upstairs to your bedroom with your hands on your head. I want you to repeat ‘Naughty girls get punished’ all the way up until you are stood by your dressing table chair. Do you understand?” I asked.

Sarah closed her eyes tight, obviously imagining what she was going to look like doing that and with a slightly exasperated smiles said “Yes, Sir.” As we pulled into the drive and parked the car.

I couldn’t get into the house fast enough and as I closed the door after me I turned to watch as Sarah pulled up her bra and tee together over her boobs and then defiantly looking me right in the eyes unbuttoned her jeans and pushed them and her knickers to her knees, looped her fingers behind her head and waddled off towards the stairs. “Naughty girls get punished.” She quietly recited over and over again.

Following close behind I waiting until she was about 3 steps above me on the stairs and landed a smack on her right arse cheek followed by another on the left. Sarah squealed and tried to move away faster but her jeans where not going to let that happen and so I continued the spanking all the way up the stairs.

Sarah disappeared off into her room as I diverted to my room to get the supplies I would need. When I got back to her room she was standing dutifully by her plain wooded dressing table chair.

I walked past and sat down, patting my knee and simply saying “Over you go.”

Sarah looked nonplussed for a moment and then asked “What do you mean?”

“I thought I was being clear.” I replied, “Bend over my knee with your arse in the air.”

She looked down at her feet and shuffled forward a little, “Can I use my hands please, sir?” she asked.

I nodded as Sarah lowered herself over me and fidgeted her way into position, her head near the floor, hands resting below, her arse high up in the air with her feet just barely on the ground on the other side.

Maybe I was dead and this was heaven, I honestly wasn’t sure. I stroked the arse in front of me as I spoke “You have had several orgasms in the last day without permission, you have failed to address me appropriately I just really want to do this, so… I am going to spank you until I think you have learned your lesson.”

So saying I landed the first blow on one cheek and then followed on the other. Not too hard, I wanted to warm her bum up first. Sarah gasped and tensed after every blow to start with but seemed to settle into the rhythm after a dozen or so. With her arse taking on a nice pink colour I increased the force, feeling the heat in my hand now as well. Little yelping noises were coming from Sarah now.

After another dozen or so I stopped and stroked her bum and the backs of her thighs with my fingertips, “How are you doing down there?” I asked.

“I’m okay, sir! It tickles a little bit but…” she sniped cheekily.

“I see, so you haven’t learned your lesson yet then?”

“No Jake, I guess I haven’t” she giggled.

“Hmmm,” was all I said as I slipped my hand between her cheeks and grasped the end of her butt plug and started to slowly pump it while with the other I resumed spanking her harder.

This clearly got her attention and the grunting and groaning picking up both pace and volume. Leaving the plug for a few moments I moved my hand lower and slipped a finger between her legs and straight into a very wet, very wide pussy.

“Aaaah! Oh fuck!” Sarah shouted as I curled my finger downwards and started to wank her g-spot. This was throwing off my aim slightly and a couple of times my palm landed right across her crack, jolting the plug and making her howl.

My hand was getting a little sore now so I had to assume her arse must be stinging. “Have you learned your lesson yet?” I asked again? I silently prayed she had because my hand was hot and sore and honestly I wanted her ass in the worst most desperate way but I couldn’t let her best me like this.

“Not sure Sir Jakey. I might be a little hard of learning today.” She threw back at me. With a sigh I reached in the backpack on the dresser and pulled out the paddle I had made her buy yesterday.

“You will count each of these down from twelve and thank me for it. Miss a number and we start at twelve again. ” I said, rubbing around her cheeks with the wide flat paddle.

I had tried it on my own thigh earlier to gage the strength I should use and so I didn’t start softly. “Ow! Fuck!” she shouted as the blow landed. “Twelve! Thank you Sir!”

I pounded her cheeks another ten times. I could tell I had broken through her smart assed defence now. Her words were strained and clipped, her breathing heavy and a little ragged. “One more to go. Do you think you have learned your lesson yet my dirty girl?” I asked tapping the edge of the paddle on the base of the butt plug.

“Yes sir! I have definitely learned my lesson.”

“Good girl!” I replied as I brought the paddle down for the last time, harder than the preceding ones. She squealed again and almost forgot to count, getting it in there just before I said something.

I dropped the paddle to the floor and rubbed her back with one hand and the backs of her thighs with the other inspecting the hot red ass below me. It was indeed very red with a little purple starting to form in the middle of the cheeks where the meat of the paddle had landed.

“Let’s get these off you.” I said gripping the back of her jeans and knickers and pushing them down her calves to her ankles “Kick them off for me and open your legs.”

Sarah struggled for a while, kicking her feet up and down to work the clothes off finally stopping with her knickers still tangled round one ankle. Damn that looked so fucking dirty.

I focused again on her bum and the gap that was opening below it now as Sarah parted her thighs slightly. I almost laughed. The inside of her thighs was soaked. The top of my trouser leg was soaked, and her pussy looked like it has been hosed down with lube.

Sliding my hand gently up her thigh I used one finger to very lightly trace along her slit, just barely touching the inner edges of her lips. I might as well have given Sarah an electric shock, so I pulled my hand away. I didn’t want her going off just yet.

I reached over to her dresser again and grabbed the tub of body moisturiser she keeps there and gently dabbed it on her butt cheeks, cooling and soothing them a little.

“Mmmmmm! That feels nice, thank you sir.” Sarah purred as I continued adding more cream.

“Are you okay, S?” I asked and then before she answered “Actually I don’t know why I am asked given the state of you between your legs I’d say you enjoyed the hell out that.”

“It hurt a lot by the end sir. But it was also exciting, my heart is still racing and I am so horny. Please will you fuck me?” she begged utterly without shame or humour. This was just a horny woman desperate for sex now. My cock throbbed in sympathy for her.

“Up you get then. Take off the rest of your clothes and lay on the bed, on your back with your bum near the edge… maybe put a pillow under your hips,” I directed.

Showing off her athletic and gymnastic chops, Sarah gave a little push with her hands, planted her feet and gracefully arched upright in one fluid motion to stand almost to attention at my side, her very wet pussy almost at eye level and silently begging me to set about ruining it.

As she stepped to the bed, I decided I was very over dressed and set about rectifying that problem. I looked at my trousers as I took them off and that wet spot was huge, her creamy pussy grool still somewhat discernible. I left my boxers on for now and picked up the spreader bar, planning to fasten Sarah into it, both hands and feet leaving her bunched up with her legs spread and in the air.

However when I turned to look at her laid on the bed with her knees pointing up and her feet on the bed I decided I wanted something that allowed a little more intimacy. Instead I pulled out the length of bondage rope and the scissors and cut a couple of 3 meter long lengths off of it.

Moving over to the bed I sat on Sarah’s right and took leg, bending it backwards so her thigh ran along her body and her foot pointed at the ceiling and took her hand and placed her arm along her lower leg, the two running parallel then tight them together like that. I moved to her other side, Sarah’s eyes following me silently the whole time and repeated the process.

Then I moved back between her legs and leaned down between them my face stopping just above hers. “I love you my dirty girl” I whispered and kissed her long and deep.

As I pulled away she whispered back “I love you to my filthy minded, gorgeous, mean man.”

It was time and I had a plan. From this point on I wasn’t going to touch any of Sarah’s hot spots apart from her bum. She was already soaking and oozing juice back between her cheeks, her nipples could cut glass and her breathing was heavy. I pulled down my boxers, freeing up and rigid cock and reached for the lube and her plug.

I pumped the plug a few times easing it to its widest spot and then letting it pop back in before pulling it all the way out, causing Sarah to gasp. I quickly put the nozzle of the lube into the little gape that was still there and squeezed. I smeared a little more around her entrance and then stood straight so she could see exactly what I was doing as I pouring lube into my hand and than slowly wanked it all over my cock.

Sarah’s eyes were wide as I picked up the plug again and held it side by side with my erection, letting her see the difference. “Ready or not, here I come.” I smiled at her. “Do not close your eyes, I want them on mine the whole time. Do you understand?”

“Yes sir.” She squeaked as I rubbed the head of my cock firmly down her slit from clit to anus and then pressed slightly.

“Push out like before” I told her as I increased the pressure.

I could actually feel every little movement as her pucker started to open as she pushed slightly. The plug and all the lube had done its job well though and after about 20 seconds of gently bouncing my big purple head against her arse it slipped in a little. Enough that when Sarah stopped her push her anus couldn’t force it back out and she gasped loudly. “Fuck my life! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Oh fuck that’s big.” Her eyes we wild looking. I didn’t move. I wasn’t sure I could, the feeling was kinda overwhelming and the pinch was kinda painful. “Please go really slowly sir.” She pleaded and that snapped me back into the room.

I smiled into her eyes and gently, slowly started to bounce a half inch back and forth gradually working a little more of my eight plus inches of thick meat into her arse. Sarah’s eyes were wide and she had the cutest frown crossing her forehead as I kept up the small motion. It was obvious that it was a struggle for her to keep her eyes open and on mine as her mouth dropped open into an “O” and her hips started bucking slightly, I’m not sure if it was to push me away of get more in.

Being the kind hearted soul that I am though I reached down and started to gently stroke her clit with my thumb, bottom to top to make sure I slipped under its little hood.

Sarah

When the head of his cock first slipped inside it felt like all the air had been blasted out of my lungs and I’d been kicked in the arse. It felt so different to the plugs and fingers, bigger but with some give in it I guess.

As Jake started to slowly bounce in and out I had to fight to keep my eyes open, never mind looking into his. I honestly didn’t know what I felt right then, humiliated, horny, violated, freed, horny, disgraced, really horny or just utterly submissive.

Before I really knew what was happening I realised my body had decided it couldn’t wait for me to catch up and my hips were tilting back and forth trying to get more and the signals starting to hit my brain were telling me that we wanted more of this even if it still felt a bit like having a red hot poker jammed up my bum.

Then Jake started stroking my clit very lightly and slowly and my reality started to unravel as I very quickly climbed towards the crest of another orgasm, my tired stomach muscles already starting to flutter.

Jake was going deeper now, I’m not sure how much of his stupid big cock he was sawing in and out of me, but it felt like it should be all of it. I watched as he squeezed some more lube onto the top of his penis and over my pussy and suddenly, he was slipping a lot further in and I heard myself grunt loudly.

I wanted to move, to push back against him but the way I was tied limited me to a small up and down movement which was intensely frustrating. Then I felt him pinching my clit between his thumb and finger and started to almost wank it quite hard and I knew I was going to orgasm.

“Please,” I gasped, “I’m going to cum. Please can I cum?”

The words were no sooner out of my mouth than Jake’s fingers left my clit and his cock slid right out of my arse leaving me dangling right on the edge of an orgasm, my pussy spasming and my hips jerking. “Noooooooo” I cried, “Please don’t stop!.”

“No cumming yet Sarah.” Jake told me. “You haven’t earned it yet sweetheart. I am just getting started and I want to be balls deep inside you when you cum.” He looked at me sternly, “If you cum before I give you permission I will punish you and you won’t like, do you understand?” he asked me?

“Yes Sir. I’m sorry.” I said. Fuck this was harder than I thought but in a very different way. I never imagined that getting a truncheon pushed up my bum would have me begging for more not less.

“Good girl” he replied, then looked me dead in the eyes and said “I’m going to squirt some more lube inside you then I am going to push all the way in. I was almost half way before so this is going to feel like a lot. When I start to slide in you need to push out, like before.”

Fuck! He wasn’t even half was in and it felt like there was a bat up there. I gasped as I felt the lube hit my hot insides. It felt like he squirted half the bottle right inside my bum. As he pressed the head of his cock against me I carefully pushed out and felt him slide in. He got about as far as he was in before I think and it felt like he bottomed (excuse the pun) out.

“Push,” he said, “You need to push out.”

I tried harder and all of a sudden Jake shot right up inside me and the air really was blasted out of my lungs with a loud “Ooooohhh! Fuck Meeeeeeee!” I could feel his body pressed against me now, his eyes staring down into mine as I gasped for breath like a fish out of water.

“Oh God! Fuck that feels so fucking good!” Jake groaned. “So hot. It feels like two fucking hands squeezing my cock.”

He looked like he was about to start moving and I panicked a bit, “Please Sir! Don’t move for a minute, it is too much.” I said desperately. I was finding it hard to catch my breath as I could feel Jake bouncing inside me slightly, “Please!,” I said again, “Please don’t move!”

Jake looked at me with a little smirk on his face, “I’m not moving S. You are, you’re bouncing your hips up at me. I think your dirty little mind and body are loving this.” His voice got more playful, “You pussy is oozing. I looks like it is gasping almost as much as your mouth right now. I can’t believe was a dirty, bad girl you have turned out to be Sarah.” He paused for a moment and gently rubbed his thumb over my clit “I should punish you for denying me this and holding out all this time, what do you think?” he asked with a sly smile.

“Please can I cum before you punish me Sir?” I gasped, “Please, if you let me cum you can do whatever you want.” I actually think I really meant that. At that point I was so desperate. Desperate to cum, desperate to be Jake’s good girl, desperate to get his cock out of my ass but also desperate for him to keep it in my ass. The feeling was so intense in so many ways. The fullness was bad (or good) enough but the emotional ride of submission, the feeling of helplessness and the fear that he was going to fuck me, Christ even the fear that he wasn’t going to fuck me was turning my mind to mush. I hadn’t expected his response though.

“Oh S! Sweetheart, I can already do whatever I want, you are all tied up and you have already told me that you want me to make these decisions. I think it’s time…” As he said this is slowly and smoothly pulled his cock back out of my and then just as smoothly pushed it back in.

“Uuuuuugghhh!” was all I managed as he slowly started to move. I closed my eyes and started to lose myself to the feelings and emotions. It felt so strange and yet so unbelievably erotic. My bum started to feel amazing as he slid in and out but that wasn’t all. I could feel it in my pussy as well, pressing on my G-spot when the angle was right. I was going to cum.

“OPEN YOUR EYES AND LOOK AT ME,” he growled. It wasn’t a shout but it might as well have been. I snapped my eyes open and looked at Jake. As soon as I made eye contact he smiled and then started to move faster, his thrusts getting harder.

I was so close to cumming now, with no direct contact to either my pussy or clit and I was going to come completely undone. And then it was all over for me. Jake picked up the hitachi from next to me on the bed and pressed it between our bodies, right over my clit and turned it on. As he did this he started buggering me at an almost inhuman speed and I howled. It wasn’t a moan or a shout. It was a howl like a hurt child crying at the indignity and the pain of injury, calling out for its mother. I don’t really remember much of the next few minutes.

Jake

I don’t really know entirely what came over me but when that noise started coming out of Sarah’s mouth and I felt her arse start from contract and spasm around my cock I just went crazy. The feeling was utterly out of this world both physically and emotionally. It was pleasure like I couldn’t describe, the feeling of so utterly taking someone, owning their body in this way.

I looked down at Sarah, her eyes fluttering closed or just showing whites as her body jerked and strained. Her face was bright red and I could see the tendons in her neck standing out as her body tried to crunch forward as I continued to slam myself into her arse.

There were tears coming from the corners of her eyes now, her nose and mouth a wet mess as she grunted and gasped. Then, I felt a gush and saw her juice splashing back off my pubis and onto hers as she squirted, or maybe she was peeing I had no idea and I didn’t care. I just pressed the Hitachi harder against her pussy, feeling it press down and sink between her lips, vibrating the whole area, including my cock.

God, I was so close. Leaning forward between her trapped hands and feet I grabbed Sarah round the back of her head and pulled her body up and forward, effectively curling her into a little ball as I railed into her arse, cradling her head and squashing her into as small a a space as I could.

Then she went completely rigid. It was like every muscle in her body locked up. She stopped howling and went silent, her mouth wide open and eyes showing white. Her arse locked so tight around me so suddenly I was in the middle of a thrust it finished me and with my own shout I bottomed out inside this beautiful, amazing creature and came. It felt like my soul pouring out of me into her I came so long and so fucking hard.

I could only manage little jerking movements, so tight was Sarah’s grip on my cock as I emptied my balls deep, deep inside her arse. Letting go of her head I let Sarah’s body rock back onto the bed, changing the angle of my cock inside her as she continued to grip me tight. I lifted the wand away from her pussy, thinking to let her come down.

At this movement Sarah suddenly gasped in a long deep breath and her eyes flashed open and looked right into mine. “Nooooooooo!” she pleaded, “More, please don’t stop yet.”

I couldn’t quite believe what I was hearing but as her arse eased up and I could slide out I pressed the Hitachi hard against her pussy again and watch as her body started to jerk once again. Free now of impaling her I had more movement available to me. I grabbed the lube bottle and squirted the remains of the lube over the head of the Hitachi as I ran it up and down her angry red cunt. Then angling it down slightly I pressed in and watched as the top part of the ball started to sink into Sarah’s pussy. I expected a lot more resistance to be fair and hadn’t expected the whole ball head of the wand to push inside her. As it sank in there was just a pathetic sounding moan of despair from Sarah and she whined “I can’t…. I can’t stop cumming.”

I don’t know if it was the right thing to do or not but I figured in for a penny and all that so I angled the wand slightly to press the head upwards inside her and made little fucking motions with it.

She screamed. Sarah screamed like she was being murdered and sprayed white gruel all over her thighs and into the air. I figured at this point she was surely already way further gone than I should have let happen and decided to finish with a flourish as it were.

Reaching around her legs I clamped my hand down over her mouth and pressed it up against the bottom of her nose. Her whole body now was red and slick wet with sweat and she went fucking crazy. Juice was running out of her around the neck of the wand in little splashes every time I jerked it back a little.

As her body started to tire from the exertion and lack of air she started to shiver. I pulled my hand away from her mouth and nose and Sarah heaved a huge breath and screamed again as her tired, destroyed body climaxed on last time.

Her pussy practically spat the wand out along with what looked like a pint of goo. “N-n-n-no more,” she begged, “Please I can’t cum anymore. Please Sir. I’m sorry, I can’t cum any more”

I, on the other hand was once again hard as rock and so fucking turned on by what I had just seen and done that I had to finish. I slid easily back into her arse. Sarah just groaned quietly and within a dozen or so strokes I was ready to blow.

Pulling out a climbed around Sarah on the bed to kneel by her face and taking hold of my thick cock and wanked myself. “Open your mouth and look at my face baby,” I groaned as I roared up towards orgasm. “Be my dirty girl one more time now.”

It took her a moment but bless her fucking submissive little heart, she did as she was told. The instant her eyes met mine I was finished. There was such love and lust and devotion in that look. I came and watched as it splashed over her lips and nose, between her eyes and onto her forehead.

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I won’t lie, right there and then, it felt like the perfect fucking ending and I had to capture it. I grabbed my phone from the bedside table and before Sarah could say anything I snapped a few pictures of her, red and sweating, all trussed up and covered in cum. I got between her legs a took a picture of her gaping pussy and arsehole, cum now running out of the latter. She was a mess. An utterly beautiful mess. She was my mess and right now my mess was going to need to serious tender loving. And a bath.