Literotic asexstories – The Little Sister Ch. 02 by ggchuck,ggchuck
The Little Sister (2)
Tags: femdom, female domination, male submissive, cfnm, humiliation, teasing, bdsm, young, first time, romance
Author’s comments:
As implied by the number in the title, this is a continuation of my previous submission: The Little Sister.
I want to thank those who commented on the first installment. Your support and encouragement helped motivate me to continue the story, In particular, thank you GumbyCLR for your praise and I’m looking forward to any writing you have been recently inspired to write, In answer to Bigboy333’s question: Yes. For you, I did include a squeal in this sequel. To the first Anonymous comment: I do appreciate suggestions. Since your interest seems to lean toward naked ladies, I suggest you avoid stories that have a CFNM (Clothed Female, Naked Male) tag. You do no one any favors by giving a low star rating just because a story doesn’t cater to your preferences.
Now on with the story:
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“I can handle him.”
The words hung there. Nikki saw an amused and challenging smile cross her mother’s face. Uncharacteristically, her mother brought out a couple of large wine glasses and a bottle of wine. Lets sit and talk. “I want to hear all about the ‘double feature'” she said as she poured a generous amount of wine in both glasses and sat on the sofa.
Nikki flushed as she sat and accepted the offered beverage. She knew her mother didn’t buy her claim about a double feature plus she knew her mother knew that she knew her mother knew that movie attendance wasn’t the reason for her being out late. She had barely taken a sip of wine and already her mind was in turmoil.
“Well actually we decided skip the movie and just visit at his place. But honest Mom, he never stepped out of line.”
“”He’ not ‘we’?” her mother asked rhetorically with smirkish grin. “Tell me about your day. How was lunch and sailing?”
Nikki had a good and trusting relationship with her mother. She was glad her mom had backed off the nights activities even though she knew it was a prelude to her ultimately describing the entire day’s events. Her wine glass was almost empty as she described the sailing trip and they both laughed when she recounted Laird’s tenting problem. “And after that Mom, he was almost begging to take me to dinner,” Nikki said as she sipped her wine. She was glowing as she remembered how embarrassed Laird was when he had to affirm his attraction to her as he asked for the dinner date.
With the help from the wine and the need to tell somebody about her experience, Nikki continued her narrative and filling in details when her mother asked.
“Later on the beach, he knelt before me ostensibly to retrieve a sand dollar, but we both knew he liked being at my feet. I felt like a goddess,” She said dreamily.
“He said I’m beautiful, so beautiful the other guys were envious of him because he was with me.” Her eyes lit up as she thought of that moment of glory.
In a lowered conspiratorial voice, “He admitted he got a hard-on when he thought about being tied up by me.” Nikki paused. “I can’t believe I did this, but when he told me that, I put my hand on his crotch. “With ‘hard’ supporting evidence literally in my hand, he agreed to let me tie him up!” Nikki giggled at her little play on words and the thought of him agreeing while she teased his cock.
Throughout the narrative, Nikki’s mother was supportive, encouraging, and often indicated approval. Still bubbling over with emotion from the day, Nikki continued into the meat of her evening. “We decided that instead of going to a movie, we would go to his house where I could tie him up.” She went on and described their stop at the gift store to get bondage gear. She giggled again and her mom wisely quit refilling her wine glass. “Did I mention? I got him a cock cage,” Nikki pulled out the keys. “Do you know what a cock cage is, Mom?
Her mother smiled indulgently at her daughter. “No, you didn’t mentions and yes, I do know what a cock cage is,” she replied as she took the keys and looked at them. “These are all the same.”
“That’s one of the benefits of the store. One key fits all the locks on the stuff we bought.”
Her mother took one of the keys and returned the rest. “I think I’ll keep one in case of an emergency,” she said quietly.
Nikki then described the rest of the events that followed, including the hand job. Finally, the conversation and wine were finished and Nikki went off to bed. Her mother looked in on her before she fell asleep. “Sweet dreams. You did well. I have to admit, it looks like you can, indeed, handle him.”
Laird woke up from his sporadic sleep groggy and horny. Any time he was aroused, the cock cage reminded him of its futility. No matter how he tried to deal with the leash, each attempt reminded him of Nikki’s comment how she would lead him by it to the sex shop. Though he was terrified by the thought, he was also aroused — only to once again have his cock attempt to “stretch out.” That circle of thoughts/events continued on from his troubled sleep throughout the morning. He had trouble keeping his thoughts focused when he tried to make the list Nikki wanted from him. It was terribly short despite her threat of consequences for any omissions.
He was in a state of aroused dread when he watched the clock finally approach noon. He had looped the handle of the leash on his cage and allowed the folded length to run down his pant leg. It felt weird, but effectively kept it out of sight. He skipped a breath when he heard the doorbell ring a few minutes early. He opened the door and felt an erotic rush at the sight of her. She again wore a simple summer dress that flattered both her figure and legs. For a short girl, she had marvelous legs. The dress featured decorative suspender straps that curved around her breasts. He immediately wanted to straighten them so they would run straight down over her breasts. He knew intuitively that if they did run straight, he would be fascinated by the prospect of them shifting off to the side. The expression on her pretty face was annoyance tempered by amusement in her eyes. “You just going to stand there all day?” she asked in mock annoyance. “Aren’t you going to ask me in?”
Laird shook himself. “Uh…no, sorry. I mean yes please come in.” He was surprised how flustered he found himself in her presence. “It’s just that you’re so…” he paused as he searched frantically for the right word to express how he felt. “beautiful.”
Nikki mentally jumped for joy at his reaction. She loved getting compliments and the fact that she could fluster her former tormentor with no effort on her part made it even more delicious. “Thank you,” she said smiling as she stepped inside. When Laird closed the door behind her, she held out her hand, palm up.
Laird looked at her hand in confusion. After a moment of silence, it slowly dawned on him what she wanted. He flushed brightly, unzipped his fly and retrieved the handle to his leash. He felt the leash slide up his pant leg as he extended it to her. So much for having the leash discretely stowed away. Wordlessly, as she had done the night before, she allowed the leash to have enough slack so she could place her foot on it and pull Laird down to his knees. This time she kept the leash taut when she tilted his head back and kissed him.
She was glowing when she finally broke the kiss. “Did you get a good night’s sleep, slave?” she asked breaking the silence.
“Sleep was a bit spotty, I have to admit,” he replied trying to ignore her calling him “slave.” “Um… I couldn’t get you out of my mind and this cage is driving me to distraction.”
Her eyes twinkled at the thought that she had gotten into his head. “So you were thinking of me, huh? What did you think about me?”
Still on his knees, he hugged her softly, allowing his hands to caress her back. “How you bewitched me. How you make me feel. Worried that you might actually lead me on the leash at the sex shop. How you look in your bathing suit. How your eyes twinkle when you smile, How it feels when I’m at your feet. How pretty you are. How…”
Nikki’s laughter cut off his spiel. “Okay, okay. Enough. I get the picture.” She removed her foot from the leash and pulled up, bringing him to his feet. “I’m so glad you thought about me. I thought about you too.” Looking around. “Did you make the list I asked for?”
“It’s on the table over there,” he said as he pointed.
“Well let’s go see it,” she said as she pulled him behind her. Laird looked on with dread as she picked up the list. He knew it was too short. “It’s not very long,” she said as she looked over at it. “You missed a lot.”
“I’m sorry. I will try harder. I just couldn’t think of things. You know, writer’s block. I really tri…”
He stopped quickly in response to a strong tug on the leash. “Enough,” she said sternly. “Now, let’s go get some lunch.”
She handed him the leash. “Put this back how you had it when I came in.”
She watched him with amusement as he fiddled with the leash and struggled to get it to go down his pant leg. During his gyrations, she also noted that precum leaking from the cage was creating a wet spot on his briefs. Laird flushed again as he knew she was enjoying watching him and that she wouldn’t miss seeing the embarrassing wetness.
Their lunch was much like the previous day’s lunch. The difference was both were preoccupied with the change in their relationship. He was still inherently embarrassed about his submission to her the previous evening and she was still basking in the delights of dominating him.
“Did your parents hassle you about your staying out?” he asked.
“Oh Dad was asleep and Mom was supportive when I told her we went to your house.”
Time stood still for Laird. “What? You didn’t tell her about… well you know, what we did at my place?”
“I don’t keep secrets from my mom. She saw through the movie ruse right away. Besides, I was still hyped up and really wanted to share my experience.”
“Oh geeze,” he said miserably. “This is awful. I won’t be able to look her in the eye again.”
“Relax. She was really very supportive.” Knowing he was appalled about her mother knowing about his submission, she couldn’t resist telling adding, “You’ll be happy to know that she has a key to your cage in case of an emergency or something.”
“You told hear about the cock cage?” he asked anxiously as the reality of her mother knowing about his submission hit home.
Nikki was enjoy his consternation. “Of course. I shared the whole evening. She really laughed when I told her how you hoped to spurt all over the place.”
Laird was beet red when he thought about Nikki confiding his degradation to her mother and them laughing about it. The disclosure about her mom knowing the situation only increased Laird’s apprehension about the trip to the sex shop. He was now filled with dread as he was sure she was going to walk him on the leash when they got to the shop.
All too soon for Laird, the lunch was over and they pulled into the shop’s parking lot. Once they were parked, Nikki asked him to hand her the leash.
“Please don’t make me walk in there with my crotch obviously leashed.”
Nikki grinned. “Hand it to me, please.”
Laird wildly searched for a way out that wouldn’t jeopardize their evolving relationship. “Why,” he wondered to himself, “When I say ‘please’ it sounds like I’m begging and when she says it, it is a command?” Reluctantly and fully flushed, he unzipped his fly and fished out the handle.
She gleefully took the handle and pulled the leash to its full extension. Dropping the leash, she got out of the car and opened the driver’s side door. “Hand it to me,” she said. Laird, defeated and aroused, obediently complied.
Laird looked around the parking lot and was relieved to see no one was there. Laughing at his fear of being embarrassed, Nikki tugged at the leash and pulled him from the car with it. Red-faced he meekly followed her into the store only to be confronted by the fact that the clerk on duty was a woman. He cast his eyes down in embarrassment.
“Hello. my name is Rhonda. How may I help you?” asked the clerk as she approached them.
“We were here last night and the clerk mentioned a remote shocker,” Nikki replied.
“Oh you must be the newbies Sammy sold the restraint system to. Did you get a chance to use it?”
Nikki giggled a bit and Laird was looking for a hole to jump in. “Oh, yes. It worked wonderfully as did the cage he also sold us.”
Rhonda smiled at that. “It’s great to have satisfied customers. Even more important to me, I also love it when female dominant items are sold. I’m a strong advocate of FLRs, that’s Female Led Relationships. Sammy earned himself an extra orgasm as a commission for selling you that cage.”
“Are you telling me that his commission…” Nikki responded slowly and stopped as the implications of her statement unfolded in her mind.
“Yes. Exactly. I own both the store and Sammy. He’s my live-in slave and I control his orgasms.” She looked pointedly at the leash and where it was coming from. “For being new at this, I would say you are off to a great start. Did I hear you mention an interest in our shocker system?”
“I didn’t know it was a system,” Nikki said.
“Neither did I,” Laird blurted, finally ending his embarrassed silence.
Rhonda looked over at him. “You should be glad about that as the system includes a pleasurable stimulation feature. Actually, I prefer to call it our motivational system. That covers all the bases.”
Despite himself, his cock twitched at the thought. “Somehow, I think that stimulation feature coupled with the cage might not be as pleasurable as you indicate.”
She laughed at his remark. “Smart boy.” Then turning to Nikki, “There’s an enclave in the back of the store. There is less chance of customers interrupting us as I show you the features of our motivational system. With that, she led the way and Nikki followed with Laird in tow. Laird felt foolish and embarrassed by being led by the leash, but he felt he was in no position to object.
When they reached the rear enclave, Rhonda pulled out a box containing the motivational system and opened it. Laird saw the remote control and was curious about the dials and buttons on it. Without thinking, he reached over and took it out to exam it. Disapproval of that act was apparent by Rhonda’s expression. Nikki took note and without a word, she took the remote from Laird. Still not speaking, she stepped on the leash, bringing him to his knees. Laird accepted her actions without uttering a word or sound of objection.
Rhonda grinned at the contrite male now kneeling at Nikki’s feet. Then turning to Nikki, “Girl, I like your style.”
Laird was flushing brightly and he was too embarrassed to say anything. Worse, his cock again fought the cage indicating he was aroused by their casual treatment of him.
“This system is a bit expensive but well worth it. I hope your boy can afford it,” Rhonda said as she slid into sales pitch mode. We customize commercial products and make some accessories ourselves. As far as possible, items from our systems are compatible and use the same locks so you don’t have to worry about multiple keys. For example,” she continued as she pulled a piece from the box. “This is the primary motivator and can be attached to, and locked on, the cage you already purchased. If you like, I can show you on his cage if you don’t mind.
“I don’t mind at all,” Nikki responded as she pulled up on the leash causing a blushing Laird to stand. “Unfasten your pants so the lady can show us how to attach this.”
Laird, still too intimidated by his embarrassment to offer resistance, dutifully undid his belt, button, and zipper. He hesitantly fully opened the fly that only exposed his briefs with the leash coming out the front. Rhonda’s face registered dissatisfaction at the result. “Lace your hands behind your head,” she said emphatically with such force Laird complied immediately. As a result, his pants immediately dropped to his ankles. Both of the women laughed at his consternation. It took a few moments before Rhonda could compose herself enough to speak. “I just love it when that happens,”
Laird was mortified. The sudden shock of cool air on his legs intensified the feeling of his exposure. His embarrassment did not lessen when Rhonda pulled his briefs down almost to his knees, the leash still protruding from the front of them. He whimpered quietly as he visualized how he looked; standing tall with hands behind his head, caged, hobbled by pants at his ankles, his briefs half way down with the leash emerging from them, and two women laughing at his plight. His cock, on the other hand, was not mortified and diligently pressed itself painfully against the cage.
Rhonda soon had the shocker plugged in. She took the remote and showed Nikki how to adjust some of the settings. “This setting will impart pleasure,” she said as she handed back the remote. “Go ahead. Press it.”
Nikki looked at Laird, still standing with hands behind his head and pressed the button. She saw him gasp and a quick look of pleasure crossed his face until the interaction of his cock and the cage took precedence.
Rhonda then adjusted a dial. “Now try it. It will deliver a relatively mild shock.”
Laird did not like shocks and he started to shake as he stood there waiting for Nikki to press the button. “Please,” he said in a wavering voice in a vain attempt to ward off the inevitable.
“Oh. You’re begging for it,” Nikki mocked him as she deliberately misinterpreting the intent of his plea. Before he had another chance to beg, she pressed the button to give him a momentary shock.
Laird let out a surprised squeal as his knees buckled, he bent over, and his hands flew down to his groin. “Oh. That was intense,” he exclaimed.
Ignoring Laird’s distress, Rhonda pressed on with her pitch to Nikki. “As you can see, even the low settings are effective. Since you seem to enjoy your leash, let me show you this little accessory,” she said cheerfully. She pulled out a small device and, after freeing the leash from his briefs, she attached it to the leash and cage. “I have it set so if you pull lightly, it will give him pleasure. That pleasure will also warn him that the tension is just one step away from the next setting which may not be so pleasant. Right now, I set the second setting to shock at the level he just experienced. With this device, he will comply with your wishes more quickly than just a tug.”
Nikki pulled the leash lightly. Laird felt the pleasurable stimulus. Instead of pleasure, he was consumed by fear. He knew a more firm pull would result in a shock. He immediately moved toward Nikki to lessen the pull on the leash. Rhonda laughed. “That’s was a perfect demonstration of the effect I’m talking about,” she said gleefully.
“Leave him here where he won’t offend any sensitive customers that may come in. I want you to see our selection of corporal punishment toys.”
Nikki looked a Laird. “You okay?” she asked with concern in her voice.
Laird was still enveloped in a sea of embarrassment and humiliation. He could think of no reply other than an affirmative nod. Nikki smiled at his response. “Up on your toes,” she said impulsively as she lifted the leash enough to trigger the pleasurable stimulus. Although Laird obediently rose on his toes Nikki kept the leash taut enough that he still felt the pleasurable sensations from the “motivational system.”
“Stay here. Lace your fingers behind your head until I get back,” she said as she fastened the leash to a high display hook that kept him on his toes.
As Laird complied with putting his hands behind his head. He lost balance and gasped as he felt the unwanted shock. He quickly rose and touched the wall with his extended elbow for balance. Nikki smiled at him as she followed Rhonda into the main part of the shop.
He could hear them talking but couldn’t make out most of the words. He did hear his name a couple of times and he grimaced when he heard them laugh. He felt ridiculous and vulnerable as he stood tall, leashed by the cock cage forcing him on his toes with his briefs pulled down to his thighs and hobbled by his pants at his ankles. The fact that he was being subjected to continuous pleasurable stimulus gave him more to think about as his cock insisted on punishing itself against the cage. He heard customers enter the store being greeted by a male clerk who had apparently been in the store room when they first arrived. The customers sounded like teenage girls who were looking for gag gifts for the bride-to-be at a bachelorette party. He could hear the giggles, laughter, and gasps as the clerk showed them various items. He was starting to panic at the thought that one or more of the girls would wander around the corner and discover him. The leash was within easy reach and he considered taking it down so he could pull his pants up and hide the fact that he was leashed at the crotch. He felt an erotic surge of submission hit him as he complied with Nikki’s wish that he remain there in such a compromising position.
When Nikki followed Rhonda to the corporal punishment display Rhonda pointed out the numerous implements. “Since you two are fairly new, I would recommend some of our lighter options until you find the level of pain you two are comfortable with. Tell me. When did you two start your dominant/submissive relationship?”
“Yesterday,”
Rhonda stopped short and stared at Nikki. “Yesterday? As in 24 hours ago?” She asked, dumbfounded.
Nikki nodded. “Yesterday morning, he was an inconsiderate jerk.”
“Honey, you have to tell me how you did this. I was about to give you pointers but you should be the one giving suggestions.” A slight pause. “Yesterday? Really?” she asked rhetorically shaking her head.
Rhonda’s reaction filled Nikki with a perverse pride. “Yes. I think it was during dinner last night…” Nikki voice trailed off as she thought about the change of dynamics in their relationship. “Or maybe it was during the walk on the beach before dinner. I don’t really know.”
“From zero to having him endure predicament bondage for you in a day is more than amazing. I have to get the whole story. Would you like to come over to my house for dinner and you can tell me your story? In addition, though you have amazing instincts, I can give you pointers that only experience can provide.”
“That would be great,” Nikki replied. “I really am nervous about this whole situation. And as you know, I have zero experience.”
“Great. Five o’clock then. I’ll have Sammy get someone to cover his shift for him at the store and he can fire up the barbecue.”
Rhonda noticed the group of four girls entering the shop and alerted Bill, her clerk in the storeroom. He was to greet them, check that they were at least 18, and steer them away from the rear enclave where Laird was waiting.
“I don’t want to surprise or offend any unsuspecting customers,” she commented to Nikki. “Now as to implements you may want, you may want to wait until after you come over. We have many of them there as well as other items the store offers. We can combine business with pleasure as I can demonstrate their use on Sammy. You can take what ever you want with you and we’ll just charge it to your boy’s card.”
“That sounds great. Should we wear something special?”
“It’s casual. Anything you want. If you feel mischievous, you can dress Laird in something embarrassing. Our yard is private. I’m having Sammy dress traditionally causal.” She paused for a moment. “Of course, that may change if the mood hits me.”
“I think we’ll be a bit on the more traditional side.”
“That will be perfect. I’m already looking forward to having you over.”
Nikki looked at the assortment of whipping implements. “I want to get something now. I think just my having something in hand will make Laird apprehensive and attentive. I’ve gotten to really liking him, but I also love making him nervous and humble,” she confessed.
Rhonda pulled a leather strap with a handle off the wall. “Take this slapper. It is versatile and stings but doesn’t do unintentional damage. You can play with it this afternoon before coming over. If you like it, you can pay for it later.”
Nikki slapped the strap on her hand and smiled. “Perfect,” she said with sparkling eyes. “I like it. No need for later. He’ll pay for it along with the motivational system when we leave.”
“Lets get back to your boy. He must be getting tired waiting for us while staying on his toes.” She chuckled. “He will probably welcome a cessation of being stimulated while caged as well.”
Laird was really glad to see them come back for both of the reasons Rhonda
mentioned. Nikki removed the leash from the wall and he gratefully sunk off his toes and breathed easier now that his cock was no longer being stimulated.
“You can drop your hands now,” Nikki said as she saw the tension ease from his features. She smiled. “Guess what. Rhonda invited us to a barbecue at her place in just a few hours. She’s willing to show us the effects of their products on Jimmy before we decide what to buy.” She slapped her hand with the leather strap. “I couldn’t pass up on this so we can have some fun before we go over there.”
Laird’s relief from being released diminished as he contemplated the new developments. He winced at the sound of the strap against her palm. Things were moving too fast. However, he was still embarrassed by his situation and maintained an embarrassed silence.
They could hear Bill checking out the girls at the cash register. They were laughing and giggling and they could hear comments the girls made as each item was rung up. “She will love those panties we got her,” one exclaimed. “She’s going to be so embarrassed when we make her open the lover’s board game and make her read what they have to do when they play it,” said another. “She’s going to die when she gets the vibrator.” “I bet she will uses those pink furry handcuffs.”
Bill picked up on the furry handcuff comment. “If you like the handcuffs,” he said. “You will love these guys,” pointing to the case of male chastity devices. “She can use one to keep him from ever straying,” With a mix of being titillated and embarrassed by the idea, the girls giggled, laughed, and gasped.
Rhonda laughed when she heard him direct them to that display. “Bill is trying real hard to earn an FLR commission,” she said with a grin.
“Bill has the same kind of commission as Sammy?” Nikki asked.
“Of course. All of my male clerks are my submissives. Sammy is my live-in, but the rest still rely on me for their orgasms. I find that they are loyal employees and often offer to help out here even when they are not on the clock.” She grinned. “As to promoting FLR items, they will eagerly betray and entrap one of their own gender for a chance to ejaculate.”
As Nikki listened to Rhonda, her eyes sparkled as she mulled an idea in her head. Coming to a decision, she left the enclave to approach the group of teens. “Would you like to see one of those modeled?” she asked.
When Laird saw what she had in mind, he reflexively blurted out a loud plea, “No!”
His plea was like spilling blood in the water for sharks. “Yes, we’d love that,” one of them exclaimed as they all headed for the enclave.
Laird looked at Nikki with a “how could you do this to me?” look. He quickly covered the cage with his hands in a vain attempt to lessen his embarrassment as the girls came into view.
“Hands behind your head,” Nikki commanded as she picked up the leash. Laird hesitated and she tugged the leash hard enough to trigger the warning stimulus. Fearing a shock he immediately laced his fingers behind his head. “Up,” she said as she pulled the leash up. Laird immediately rose on his toes to keep the motivator from progressing from stimulator to shocker.
The girls laughed at his obvious alacrity in responding to Nikki’s directions. They then examined the cage and the enclosed cock, offering comments and quips to each other and Nikki. Nikki was thrilled to show off her ability to control Laird.
Laird, on the other hand was mortified. He felt like the exhibit on a field trip. He was humiliated as his degradation was on full display. The attention, coupled by the incessant stimulus of the motivator caused his cock to twitch and leak precum. That fact was noted by the girls and provided more comments and a few taunts.
The girls finally left the store with promises to come back when they could convince their boyfriends to buy cages. Nikki lowered the leash and allowed Laird to stand flat footed. For the first time, Laird started to feel anger over the way he was being treated. That anger started to boil when she stepped on the leash to bring him to his knees. Despite his growing anger, he obediently knelt before her. To his surprise, she pulled him close, his head drawn into the soft haven between her breasts. “Oh Laird,” she said as she hugged him. “You have no idea how aroused I get when I have you do things I know you don’t like.
Making you embarrass yourself is such a turn-on I can’t describe. After years of being bullied, I love getting to bully the bully.” She stopped for a moment. “It doesn’t make sense. I really, like you a lot, but I want to hurt you. When I think of tormenting you, I get so hot.”
Laird’s anger diminished as he became aware that his submission and her dominance had such an erotic effect on her. Instead of anger, he felt himself developing a craving for her dominance. He raised his head to look at her only to find she had bent enough so their lips would meet. They kissed. Tenderly at first, then again she invaded his mouth with her tongue… seeking… probing. When they finally broke the kiss, Laird dropped on his haunches and then bent to place his lips to her foot and kissed it reverently. Without a word, he had confirmed his surrender.
Rhonda had quietly watched the exchange. Her eyes rose from the kneeling figure to Nikki’s sparkling eyes. She noted a slight smug look on Nikki’s smiling face. “You never fail to amaze me,” she said as she shook her head in wonder. “You really have him under your spell. You have instilled a need for him to submit to you in an incredibly short time. He obviously and desperately wants you to dominate him. Even without my help, I see you have the ability to enslave him.” Rhonda smiled. “But I will gladly share some of my techniques to facilitate molding him to your satisfaction.”
Laird was getting used to being talked about in front of him. It was demeaning but also fed his submissive arousal. The fact that they were speculating so freely in front of him demonstrated the fact they were not concerned that he could escape from their plans. They assumed it would be inevitable that he would be Nikki’s slave. They were sure he would not have the will resist. Another wave of submission hit him as he realized he, indeed, didn’t have the will to resist. He wanted to be helplessly compliant to their whims.
“Do you have condoms at your house?” she asked Rhonda as she looked down at the half naked adoring male at her feet.
“Of course. All kinds. Some allow great sensitivity, some block sensation almost entirely.”
“Good,” was her simple answer. Then looking down at Laird. “Up. It’s time for us to leave. We have things to do, places to go before we go to Rhonda’s.” When Laird rose Nikki removed the shocker from his cage and placed it back in the box with the accessories. Nikki then rethreaded the leash through his briefs. Laird breathed a sigh of relief as he pulled up his briefs and pants. After he paid for the motivational system and the leather strap, she lead him to the car with the leash. Though no one actually noticed, in his mind, everyone did notice and were purposely diverting their attention because they were embarrassed for him.
“Where to?” he asked as he started the engine.
Nikki pulled on the leash just enough to keep it taut and let him know it was there. “Your house. I want to try out my new slapper.”
Laird winced when she stated her intent. He tried to think of a way to protest, but as usual, he was at a loss for words. He repeatedly glanced over at Nikki. Though her expression was serene and assured, he knew that lovely well-rounded petite form intended to humiliate and hurt him. “How could someone that small and that beautiful inflict such psychological and physical pain?” he wondered to himself. “And why did that prospect excite him so?”
With no answers in mind, his mind turned to the her query about the availability of condoms. “Why would she ask unless they were to have intercourse? Did she make that reference to get his hopes up? Had she really decided to have intercourse? Would she decide they allow intercourse? Is she messing with my mind? Will I finally lose my virginity?” The questions flowed in his mind in a continuous stream. One thing that he didn’t wonder about was the fact that she was calling the shots. She was the one in control on how they would proceed sexually.
Nikki’s “serene” face barely hid a smug and amused smile. She knew Laird was stealing glances at her and she pretty much knew why. She stretched and relaxed in such a way that flattered her figure. She caused the seat belt to slide over a breast instead of riding between them and resulted in her breast being the focal point of his glances. She knew the effect it would have on him. She intended her comment about getting a condom to set his mind wondering and agonizing about the possibility of intercourse. The way he squirmed as he repeatedly glanced at her confirmed that her efforts to mess with his mind were extraordinarily successful. She was molding him and she could feel that he indeed lacked the will to resist her.
When they arrived at his house, she had him carry their purchases as she led him inside. As soon as they closed the door behind them, she released the leash and took the items from him. “Strip,” she commanded with a smile, her sparkling eyes looking directly into his.
Laird’s mind was still in turmoil from his dwelling about her intentions during the drive home. He immediately pulled off his shirt and undershirt and piled them on a chair. He then undid his belt and pulled his pants and briefs down past his knees before he realized he had not removed his shoes. Flustered and embarrassed by Nikki’s laughter, he quickly bent to untie his shoes. He felt foolish as he fumbled around removing his shoes and socks while his pants were hobbling his movements. By this time, Nikki had dropped in a chair in a laughing fit. When he finally added his shoes and pants to the pile he had started, he sheepishly stood before the laughing girl.
When she finally composed herself, she looked at the naked figure standing before her. “Come closer,” she said as she reached out and pulled him to her by the cage. Laird’s heart leaped when he saw her bring out the key to that cage. Without fanfare, she unlocked the maddening device and his cock was free, He stood still, not knowing what to do but stay there in front of her displaying a very rigid and slightly dripping shaft. Grinning, she playfully slapped it a couple of times. “Glad to finally stretch out a bit, little guy?” she asked the bobbing shaft.
She then stood and took the slapper they had just purchased in hand. “Do you know I’ve dreamt about doing this to you so many times over the years?” she asked rhetorically. “Now, it’s reality.” Using his cock as a handle, she led him to a chair in the kitchen.
Laird’s cock pulsed energetically when she grabbed it and tugged him into the kitchen. After having painful thwarted erections all day, her grip was a heavenly stimulus. Laird gave token resistance to her tugging more to prolong her fabulous grip than to resist following her lead. Nikki noticed precum leaking from the tip of his cock and placed a towel on her lap as she sat down. As she guided him over her lap, she trapped his erect cock in a fold of the towel between her thighs. She smiled at his compliance and let her fingers glide teasingly over his ass cheeks. Laird could not resist thrusting as he settled across her lap. Again he was self conscious that, though he was so much larger than her, she was the one who ruled and would dispense punishment. He again thrust into the towel between her thighs. “Don’t you dare cum,” Nikki warned.
Laird resisted thrusting again and meekly positioned himself to accept the inevitable. When he finally settled down, Nikki smiled then again teased his ass cheeks with her fingers. Then, suddenly, she delivered a hard smack on those cheeks with the slapper. The pain was much sharper than Laird expected. He had never been spanked by hand let alone a leather strap. In horror, he felt his penis spurt, not semen, but urine. “Stop!” he yelled as he concentrated on stopping more from flowing. His plea was too late to stop Nikki from delivering a second blow. With that sharp blow, he felt the beginning of an unstoppable torrent. He frantically rolled off Nikki’s lap and, while clasping the towel over his groin, he ran to the bathroom.
A surprised Nikki followed him and was greeted by the sight of him standing on a urine soaked towel breathing hard as he finished peeing into the toilet. Laird looked up to see Nikki standing in the doorway with her hands on her hips, looking like a mother who had caught her child doing unapproved but amusing antics.
“Sorry,” he said sheepishly.”I should have gone to the john when we first arrived.” He tactfully didn’t allude to the fact that she gave him little opportunity to do so.
“So you finally got the piss beaten out of you and by a girl,” she said mocking him.
Laird laughed a little at the taunt. “I guess you could say that,” he responded. He was thankful for the short banter as it took the edge off the embarrassment he felt.
“Well, if you don’t want me to beat the shit out of you, you should use toilet again,” she said still mocking him.
He flushed at her mocking him but agreed with the suggestion. “I guess I should,,” he agreed. “I’ll come back when I’m done,” he said as he moved to close the door thus indicating he expected her to leave.
She stood her ground. “I’m good where I am,” she said.
He flushed brightly as he realized she intended to watch him take a dump. Being in the military, he was no stranger to using a toilet with others around. But there he was ignored. No one bothered or cared to watch. But the thought of her staring at him unnerved him. “Wouldn’t you rather wait in the kitchen where you can sit?” he asked in a vain effort to obtain some privacy.
“Nope. I’m good,” she repeated.
She stood there with her hands still on her hips as she watched him. Though she kept her face neutral, she thoroughly enjoyed watching his discomfort. She could tell he was especially embarrassed as he wiped himself.
When he was finished, he was at a loss as what she expected of him. Self consciously, he picked up the soaked towel and threw it on the shower floor. He reached for a washcloth. “I think I better sponge off,”
“Do better than that,” Nikki said as she entered the small bathroom. “Get in the shower. I’ll adjust the water for you.”
Laird steeled himself as he stepped in. The water would be cold when she turned it on and he knew she would not approve of him stepping aside until it became warm. Nikki grinned as she watched him grimace from the initial shock. “Oh, that’s cold,” he gasped. He looked over at the girl he knew loved to torment him. “Please, some warm water,” he pleaded. He just knew his plea would be in vain. After all, why else would she take control of the water? To his surprise, the water turned enjoyably warm.
She smiled kindly at him. “I can give you very hot, you know.”
“Please no! I’d rather have cold,” he pleaded.
Nikki laughed. “I just love to hear you beg. This time I’ll grant you your wish. Adjust the water as you wish and get yourself clean. Keep your hair dry.”
He felt self conscious as she watched him shower. It was not as humiliating as when he was on the toilet, but he did feel embarrassed, particularly when he washed his groin and between his ass cheeks. As the warm water flowed over his body, he felt both proud and embarrassed as she watched his cock rise. He diligently washed his cock several times “to make sure it was really clean.”
“Don’t you dare cum,” was all Nikki said.
When he finally stepped out of the shower, Nikki grabbed a fresh towel. “I’ll dry you. Spread apart as if you are doing a jumping jack.”
He immediately complied and he again felt his cock was on display. Nikki grinned at the eager shaft for a moment then proceeded to dry his shoulders and chest. She had to step close and reach up to pull his right arm down low enough for her to dry it. In doing so, her dress “accidentally” brushed the the tip of his over-eager cock. When she reached for his left arm, he lifted it higher causing her to come closer to in her attempt to grasp it. Her dress again teased the tip of his cock and momentarily brought her close enough more pressure was imparted to his cock. She backed off in mock defeat and they repeated the action with her again backing off. The third time they locked eyes as they repeated the sequence and both laughed. It was no secret that she enjoyed teasing him and he was enjoying the tease.
This time, she looked pointed at his groin. “It’s taking me so long to dry your arm, I won’t need to dry that.”
His desire for her to touch his cock caused him to bring down his arm with such alacrity that they both laughed. “You are such a glutton for teasing,” she said still laughing.
She took her time drying his stomach, then bent to his feet. “Brace yourself. I want to lift your leg so it’s convenient for me to dry.” With that, she pulled his left leg up by the ankle so his leg was almost horizontal and his bobbing cock was even more exposed. She dried the foot and leg, then exclaimed, “Look. I see another leg,” she said laughing as she sharply slapped his cock and heard him yelp in surprise and pain.
Laird needed his hands for balance and his right leg for support. He was helpless to defend himself without taking a fall. He felt another sharp slap on his cock. “Please!” he cried out.
“Please slap it again? Okay.” She responded laughing and striking him a third time. “You know how I love it when you beg,” she said as she finally lowered his foot. “Okay, raise your right foot,” she said as she grabbed his ankle.
He knew he was in for a repeat, but he still allowed her to raise his right foot, again making his groin available to her. Laird enjoyed the feeling of her drying his foot and leg but let out a whimper as he braced for her to again take advantage of his exposed and vulnerable groin. He almost lost his balance as she slapped his balls. Moaning, he crumpled into a ball at her feet. “Come on. Don’t be such a baby. Stand up, jumping jack position.” she said.
Struggling to his feet, Laird wondered if his desire to be dominated was worth it. Despite his aching balls, his cock was hard and he again felt a blissful wave of submission as he opened up before her in the vulnerable position she wanted.
“He’s like putty in my hands,” she thought to herself as she watched him. “Big bad Laird and I control him.” Nikki felt such an erotic surge hit her the she almost had an orgasm right then. She loved the power and she loved that Laird was the one she could torment with that power.
“Turn around,” she said calmly, hiding her emotions.
Laird obediently but awkwardly turned as he tried to maintain his position. Nikki smiled, eyes sparkling as she watched him comply. She then sensuously brushed the towel over his back. “One more place, and you’re dry,” she said as she dropped one end of the towel and reached between his legs to catch it in front of him. She quickly pulled up on both ends and gave him a severe wedgie. “There. Now you’re dry,” she said cheerily as she let go of the towel and let it dangle between his legs.
“Thank you, Nikki,” was all he could say as he dutifully removed the towel embedded in his cheeks.
“Follow me to the spanking chair and we can resume where we left off,” she said as she started for the kitchen. Then she turned to face him as he started to follow her. “Hands and knees. I want to see you crawl.”
Crawling to Nikki imparted a feeling of being inferior more than anything else she had asked of him. He looked up at her as he crawled to her. She was already seated and looking down at him with glistening eyes. He was awestruck by her beauty and he could feel his engorged cock bobbing as he crawled. What he didn’t know was her excitement was building in anticipation of spanking him. Just the thought of humiliating him and hurting him while he squirmed on her lap had her on the edge of an orgasm.
She was ready with towel and slapper as he knelt before her. Spontaneously, he bent and kissed her feet, softly, one at a time. He looked up at her. Her eyes were filled with lust and he could smell her excitement. He was proud and aroused that he had that effect on her.
He was almost joyous when she beckoned him up with her finger. He positioned himself across her lap as she trapped his pulsing cock and towel with her thighs. He had barely steeled himself when he felt the first blow of the strap land on both cheeks. “Aargh…” The sound gushed out of him immediately. The second blow followed quickly. Then they increased in tempo and severity. Laird cried out in pain and thrashed around, insanely trying to stay on her lap. It was for her that he endured the repeating blows even as he began sobbing and begging her to stop.
He heard her cry out and felt her body shudder as the strap fell from her hand. She thrashed violently enough to throw Laird to the floor. His buttocks were on fire while his frustrated cock was wanting to explode but all he could think about was that he had just witnessed what he surmised was the most explosive orgasm Nikki had ever experienced.
As she recovered her composure, he remained at her feet on his back, slightly arched in respect for his burning cheeks. He let the pain in his buttocks subside and as well as giving his cock a respite from being on edge. As he lay there, he thought about their relationship. He had experienced his best orgasm when helpless, humiliated, and tormented. She had experienced an intense orgasm fueled by inflicting pain and humiliation. “I’m so screwed,” he said aloud to himself.
Similarly, Nikki intuitively knew that to repeat such strong sexual experiences, they would both need to follow their sadistic and masochistic inclinations. Smiling down at his prone naked form she whispered loud enough for him to hear. “Yes, you are.”
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