dilemma
i am never quite sure if i need so much more or so much less self confidence in order to be submissive in a way that pleases Him..
the conflict rages always within me… and the more unstable my life is the more violent the conflict…
deep thoughts… inner turmoil…it’s no wonder i have nightmares
the scene..
Lying in bed with the vibrator sitting softly over my clit… not a lot of pressure.. not yet… letting it build with the story..
In trouble for not asking for permission to cum… being lectured for it…. what are the rules.. what am I supposed to say…
And the pressure from the vibrator grows more intense… until I feel the need arise..
Whimpers are easily heard in the room…
And then the word….. between the pants… “please”… “please.. cum”
All I can say… over and over..
Hearing the response… “not yet”
Whimpers become cries…. Pleas for relief
The vibrator pushing hard on my clit now
And finally the wave crests…. “now, young lady.. come for me”
And release…
the lesson..
she was laying on her stomach.. skirt pulled up to her waist.. panties on the floor beside the bed… a bright pink strip of rubber showing clearly between the reddened cheeks of her bottom…
she was in trouble… again..
she never seemed to know when to stop talking.. when to stop arguing actually.. she would get excited and just say whatever popped into her head.. even when someplace back in the recesses of her brain a voice was urging her to close her mouth.. to accept what she was being told to do.. in essence it was telling her to be a good girl..
but she didn’t listen.. again..
she was laying on her stomach.. freshly spanked with His favorite leather belt.. a plug inserted into that very special little place He saved for when He needed to teach a naughty little girl a lesson she needed to remember…
details…
at the stroke of noon… she closed the door of her office and pulled her panties slowly down and off…
then.. reaching into the neck of her dress she pinched her left nipple with her right hand and said, “Thank you Sir, for giving me the attention I crave.”
She repeated the statement after pinching her right nipple with her left hand… both times until it hurt…
Finally she reached under her dress and slowly inserted two fingers into her pussy, giving it 3 strokes before pulling out, dragging her fingers up and pressing hard on her clit as they slid past.
Aloud she said.. ” Thank you Sir, for allowing me to finger my cunt.”
more from the brothers
Robb was shocked.. he never in his wildest dreams would have imagined himself in a situation such as this one. What appeared to be an actual sex slave was kneeling in front of him.. waiting to do whatever he told her he wanted. No.. that couldn’t be right. He looked across the room to meet his brother’s eyes. In them he believed he read pride… and also challenge. Maybe Phedre wasn’t the only one in the room being tested. He looked back to the kneeling redhead… her bowed head only inches from his knees. Her hands were clasped behind her back. His cock stirred at the sight of her.
Then he looked back to his brother and laughed. “Right… like you are really going to just sit there while I tell your girlfriend to do .. whatever.. and you aren’t going to say a word… and I’m supposed to believe that? I don’t think so, bro.”
DeLauney raised his lips in a slight smile… “What would you have me say, Robb? I give you my word that I will not stop you from giving direction to and receiving acts from Phedre. With the exception, of course, that I will not allow you to do serious bodily harm to her or jeopardize her standing in the community… Does that sound like something you are willing to attempt, little brother?”
“Anything? I can ask her for anything? Tell her to do anything for me?… and you won’t care?”
DeLauney looked to his kneeling girlfriend who had visibly cringed at that last question from his brother.
“On the contrary… I care very deeply. I care that my dearest possession is so devoted to my service and trusts me so deeply that she would do this for me… not to provide you with pleasure.. but to please and honor me… her owner.. her Master.. her love.”
He watched Phedre breathe deeply at his words and raise her form to the perfect kneeling position. He was more proud of her than ever before. Part of him wanted to end this before it went any further… for her sake. But he had given his word now.. and his word meant everything to his personal honor. He would have to follow through… as would she.
“Alright.. we’ll see if you mean what you say.. personally I doubt it.. but we’ll see, big brother.” Robb seemed to have made up his mind.
“Phedre… look at me.”
She raised her eyes to the man seated inches from her body. It was more difficult to remain calm when she had to look at him but she knew her Master was not far away so she swallowed back the fear and did as she was told.
“Unbutton your shirt… all the way…. And do not look away.. keep looking at me.”
Robb and DeLauney both were drawn to the girl on the floor. They were transfixed as she addressed each button with such poise until both sides of her white long sleeved blouse rested open over her white lace bra. The pale neck and swell of her breasts clearly visible.
