A Taste of Submission (13 page)

“Oh, yessss, your cock,” she moaned.

“You want this cock in your pussy?” Charles pulled it out and held the head at her lips.

“Oh, yes please, please, Master.” Jenni tried to move back to grab his cock in her pussy but Charles kept it right at the edge.

“So you are a slut who needs a cock in her?” he asked as he teased her by sliding the bulbous head up and down her wet pussy lips.

“Oh, yes, yes, I am a slut and I need cock, I need Master’s cock. Please fuck your slut!” Jenni was almost yelling she was so crazy with desire.

She was rewarded with the wonderful feeling of his hard shaft sliding deep inside her and this time he did not pull out but began to fuck her in earnest. Then she felt a strong slap on her ass with his hand. Normally it would have felt like a hard spank and probably would have hurt a little, but after the paddle it seemed like a love spank and only made her more excited.

“Your cunt is dripping wet; you really are a slut for Master’s cock aren’t you?”

“Yes, I am Master’s slut.” Jenni was now excited to be talked to like this. Being called a slut by Charles made her feel dirty and sexy at the same time.

“Who does this slut pussy belong to?”

“This slut pussy belongs to Master to use as he wants.”

Charles continued to spank her ass while fucking her with nice long and hard strokes. She pushed her pussy up and onto his cock to get it in her as deeply as possible. She closed her eyes to focus on how wonderful his hard shaft felt deep inside her. Each stroke made her shudder and she could feel the intensity building. Then after just a couple of minutes of being wonderfully fucked she felt his cock pull out again.

“Nooo.” She could not help herself she needed to be fucked more.

“Quiet, slave.” He gave her ass an extra hard slap. “Don’t worry I’m not done with you yet.”

She could hear him move over to other side of the room and quickly come back and he immediately slid his cock back into her still dripping pussy.

“Oh, thank you, Master, please fuck your slut slave more.” She was so happy to have him inside her again.

Jenni felt Charles’s finger at her anus and realized he had gone to get lube. He slid his middle finger inside in one smooth motion and it felt so good. She was surprised at how easy it was to take it this time. He continued to fuck her while he worked a second finger in her tight hole.

“Do you have a slut ass too, slave?”

“Yes, Master, I have a slut ass too.”

“And what does slave want for that slut ass?”

“To be filled with Master’s cock. Please, fill your slut slave’s ass with your cock.”

She felt Charles’s cock pull out of her pussy and felt the head at the opening of her ass. He pushed it inside of her in one smooth firm motion and she moaned in pleasure.
How can this feel so good, almost as good as if it was in my pussy
?

“Thank you for fucking my slut ass, Master. It feels so good.”

Charles began to fuck her harder; pounding in to her ass and once again slapping her ass. Jenni began thrashing around moving as much as she could in her restraints because the feelings were too intense, her ass was on fire from being spanked, paddled and now fucked. It was building and after a few more minutes, she was on the edge.

“Master, I’m going to come.”

“Are you asking permission?”

“Yes, yes, please, Master. Please, Master, let me come, I can’t take it anymore.”

“You have permission to orgasm, my slave.” And Charles fucked her ass even harder and gave her ass a couple of good slaps, not too hard, just enough to send her over the edge.

Jenni exploded in another mind numbing orgasm. The fire she had felt in her ass spread throughout her whole body. She let out a combination of a moan and long slow scream. Even after her orgasm had ended her body was still vibrating and Jenni slumped onto the spanking horse completely spent.

Charles quickly undid the clips on her cuffs and picked Jenni up in his arms and carried her to the bed. He laid her down on the bed and removed his shirt so he could hold Jenni’s naked body against his own naked body. Jenni still had shudders going through her, and her ass still felt hot.

With such intense feeling coursing through her she could not move or talk and she buried her head into Charles and let him hold her tight. Jenni felt a mix of emotions, happiness and exhilaration but also a feeling of disconnection which was scary. Then a wave of different emotions she could not even identify washed over her and she shuddered. She felt Charles’s arms hold her even closer and it made her feel better, feel safer.

After about ten minutes Jenni felt like she had finally come back to earth and she stirred and Charles released his grip. Jenni rolled over to face Charles to see him smiling broadly.

“How are you doing my sweet one?”

“I’m wonderful, exhausted, happy, and some feelings I can’t identify. I feel like I keep repeating myself, but that was amazing, Master, you make me feel things I’ve never felt before, never imagined I could feel,” she said dreamily.

“You see, submission does have its rewards.” Charles had a big smile on his face, obviously pleased with her reactions.

“I’ll say, but I have a question, which is probably a bit naïve.”

“Of course, you can ask me anything and please don’t feel embarrassed, you’re still learning. So what’s the question?”

Jenni took a breath. “I don’t understand why I liked it, loved it actually. I don’t think I’m a masochist; in fact I do not like pain at all normally. So why do I get so excited by how you spank me and how could I take so much with a paddle and all of the other dirty things you have done to me?”

Charles smiled, “That’s easy, endorphins—the secret to BDSM. Do you know what they are?”

“I’ve heard of them, but I don’t remember exactly what they are.”

“You were an athlete, so have you heard of ‘runner’s high’ or ‘breaking through the wall?’”

“Yes, that’s when you hit a point in training where you get a second wind, you feel like you can keep going stronger.”

“Exactly, it is caused by the brain releasing adrenaline along with these neurotransmitters called endorphins and they act like a drug, like an opiate. Pain can also trigger the release of endorphins along with adrenaline; they allow the brain to be able to handle the pain.”

Jenni nodded, “So that is why I can take more?”

“Yes but it has to be done correctly because if done properly your brain will release endorphins in increasing amounts over time. So you have to start off slowly and warm up the submissive and allow some endorphins to release. It will also release adrenaline which also deadens pain so then you can increase the intensity of the sensations, the pain, and a new bigger dose of endorphins are released so the submissive can then take even more pain and so on for a couple more rounds.” Jenni had no idea there was so much science behind all the fun they were having

“When done correctly you can take a submissive to what is called ‘sub-space,’ which is the point where the submissives feels like they are floating and they might even lose consciousness briefly. The dominant must be extremely careful and mindful of the sub in his care.”

Jenni’s eyes widened a bit, “I felt a bit high just then. So we could go further than we just did? That’s hard to imagine.”

Charles smiled, “Oh, I’m sure we have a lot more ahead of us my darling.

“It’s also important to take care of the submissive afterward because by the end of such a scene their brain is filled with endorphins and adrenaline, which can cause a flood of emotions as they retreat from your brain. So the dom must let the sub come back to earth so to speak. So I will always be holding you after an intense scene,” Charles continued.

“I was having a lot of emotions after we were done and I really loved you holding me like that, I needed it,” Jenni said lovingly.

“I know you did, and I loved holding you.”

Charles kissed Jenni softly. “We’re done with our scene for the evening, let’s get some dinner and watch a movie. You’ve done very well my little sub, would you like to take a break and remove your collar for the rest of the evening?”

Jenni pondered for a moment but she really knew the answer immediately. “Absolutely not my master, I want to wear your collar and serve you all night.”

Charles smiled and pulled her close kissing her deeply. “I thought you might respond like that. So get that very cute and very red ass into the kitchen and let’s get dinner.” He gave her ass a big slap.

Jenni gave a yelp and then headed out of the room, teasing, “Oh, is that all Master has left in him?” Laughing, she dashed out of the room with Charles in hot pursuit.

Chapter Sixteen

Jenni snuggled further into Charles’s chest, feeling his strong arm around her made her feel so safe. They had enjoyed a lovely dinner with yet another fabulous bottle of Cabernet. Luckily Charles had done the cooking because Jenni wasn’t at all embarrassed to say Charles was a way better cook than her. Plus he made her wash the dishes, which seemed appropriate for a slave.

The Katherine Heigl romantic comedy they had been watching had just ended and Jenni had been waiting to go the bathroom for a half hour. She gave Charles a peck on the cheek, “Be right back.”

She had taken three steps when she heard a very stern voice. “Where do you think you’re going, slave?”

Jenni stopped dead in her tracks and realized immediately she had made a mistake.

“I’m sorry, Master, I need to go to the bathroom, may I leave?”

“No, get back here. Down in kneeling attention.”

Jenni quickly moved back to the sofa and knelt down being very careful to assume the position correctly.

“You chose to continue to wear your collar and remain in service mode so such a transgression has to be punished,” Charles still had a very stern tone.

“Yes, sir,” Jenni said. S
o I get another spanking. That’s not so bad
.

“Get in your obedience, or punishment position.”

“Master, I do not think I can hold my pee in if you spank me.”

“I have no intention of spanking you, now get in your position,” his voice was even more forceful. “I want you to stay in position and contemplate how you can better serve me.”

Jenni assumed her position, her head down, arms stretched in front of her and ass sticking up. She heard Charles put on Sports Center and settle back into the sofa.
This is ridiculous
.
I have to pee badly, and I apologized. What is the point of this?

Several minutes had passed and Jenni’s bladder was feeling so full. Finally she had to say something, “Master, I’m sorry, but I really have to go, I feel like I might pee on your beautiful rug.”

Charles replied calmly, “That would be very messy and would make me very unhappy.”

Shit. This is fucking stupid, I can’t believe he is doing this to me! I’m not a child. I should have asked permission to leave, I get it, but enough is enough.

It seemed like an eternity had passed and her bladder felt like it would explode when Charles finally released her, “Okay, slave, you go can go to the bathroom.”

Jenni got up and bolted to the bathroom, as the strong flow of piss raced out of her she felt such relief it was almost like a small orgasm. She went back to the living room and moved toward Charles shooting him a very dirty look.

“Come sit here.” He patted the seat next to him.

Jenni sat down as indicated but did not move any closer to Charles.

“I’m sure you’re angry with me,” he inquired gently.

“Yes, I am. That was ridiculous. You treated me like a child.”

“No, I treated you like a slave, which is what you had requested.”

“Well, I had no idea it would include something like this,” she said in a huff.

“I can see your point, however the D in BDSM stands for Discipline and that is what I did, I disciplined you for doing something you were not supposed to.”

“Well, I thought punishment meant I get a spanking. Not letting me pee is down right cruel.”

Charles laughed, “Well, I am a bit of a sadist you know. There is fun punishment and real punishment. How would spanking you be a real punishment? You like getting spanked; you might do things you’re not supposed to do just to get a spanking. In fact I’m sure you will and that can be fun. But there will be times when I need to really discipline you and then it has to be something you actually don’t like and gets your attention.”

“Well, that got my attention, what other types of things will that type of discipline involve?”

“I can’t say for sure,” he said, “since I try to create something appropriate for the offense, as I just did, but it might be things like making you stay in a position for a long time, no orgasms for a period of time and even withholding Master’s cock from you.”

“Hmmph,” was all Jenni could get out as she folded her arms.
This
is not what I signed up for
.

“Let me ask you, do you think you will ever make that mistake again?”

“No, I guess not. But you didn’t need to make me almost pee on myself to ensure I remembered next time,” she replied defiantly. “I do try to do as you ask.”

“I know you do and I’ve shown you my appreciation many times. Perhaps you would not have made that same mistake again but I would say now the chances are much better you’ll remember your rule and when your collar is on you’ll ask permission before just doing something.

“A BDSM relationship is like any other type of relationship, it takes work. I have a job to do and at times it’s hard. I love you and do not want to cause you to be unhappy but when we’re in our roles I have to play mine to the full as do you. You never used your safe word; you never asked to be released from your collar so I knew on some level you were okay with your punishment.”

“Well, I’m not sure about that. I didn’t think about my safe word.” Jenni was softening, realizing this was part of their role playing. She had not considered Charles had his role to play too.

“Do you wish to be released from your collar now? We can resume tomorrow if you desire?” Charles asked in earnest.