Retraining the Dom (7 page)

This was a
deliberate plan to get her own back on Trey for his comment at the end of the
last session that she was submissive. She’d been startled by her reaction to
being restrained and flogged. Always aware that she had a strong submissive
streak, she had hidden it for years, but hadn’t known she would enjoy impact play
that much despite having to let Trey be in control. If things had gone
differently all those years ago and Rodney hadn’t been more submissive than she
was, their roles may well be reversed now.

I’ll
show Trey submission—and turn it on its head.

She had nearly
burst out laughing when he had arrived for the latest session and she ordered
him to undress and stand in the middle of the room.

He groaned. “Not
again.” His look of frustration was amusing, but when she had knelt before him
taking his cock in her mouth, it changed to one of shock. She had to look away
or she would have choked. She hoped Sean had been watching on the monitors that
every room had in place for safety. He would enjoy this.

When Trey
grinned at what he thought was her sudden acquiescence she nearly rolled her
eyes. Getting back to the matter in hand, she moved to the tip of his suddenly bobbing
cock.
Yep, he’s excited by the thought of
my submission. Or what he thinks
is
me giving in.

A stifled moan
left Trey’s lips, and his hands clenched at his sides as she gripped his shaft
to hold him still while working her tongue around his darkening mushroom-shaped
head.

Her plan was to
move away from sensation play and work on his control—by controlling him. And she
was certainly in charge, only he had yet to become aware of this.
He’ll learn very soon.

Trey reached out
to grab her head as she knew he would, his fingers trying to gain purchase in
her hair, the ring of a cuff banging against her head, but as her hair was tied
back smoothly as usual, he couldn’t.

Olivia dropped
his cock and moved away. “Stay still and keep your hands to yourself.” Her
voice was deliberately stern.

“
Whaaat
?”

She looked up at
him, trying to show her disapproval in her eyes. “This is another lesson in
control. Do as I
say,
or you will get a punishment.”

He glared down
at her, partly showing annoyance, partly bewilderment, but he did as she
requested, although his cock had dropped a little.

 
Meanwhile, Olivia returned to sucking,
licking, and generally teasing him, her fingers rolling his balls while her
other hand held him still to lick up his heavy shaft, which hardened again. He
might be enjoying this, but so was she! It was fun to arouse him and then shift
tactics just as he was starting to come.

“
Livvy
!
Shit!
”
Trey’s exclamation was followed by more groaning as he started to tense. Suddenly
he gripped her head again, fingers digging in as best they could as he thrust
into her mouth.

An immediate
desire to gag caused Olivia to push Trey forcibly away. She sat back on her
heels.
“Uh
uh
.
Bad boy.
That’s three punishments.”

“Dammit!”

“Four.”

Trey ran a hand
through his hair and started to pace, glaring at her. “Why four?”

Shaking her head
at his petulant attitude, she explained counting on her fingers.
“One for disobeying me when I told you to remain still.”
He
nodded slightly as if to concede that one. “Two for thrusting in and making me
gag.” His rolled his eyes at that one, and she nearly giggled.
“Three for disrespect by not calling me by my title, and four for
swearing.”

His expression turned
bland as she finished. She couldn’t tell if he would go along with this or not.
It was one thing to introduce him to the use of the flogger for sensation play,
another matter altogether to treat him as a naughty schoolboy and give him punishments.

Olivia stood and
crossed her arms. “Now, if you don’t want any more assume the position.”

He stormed over
to her and stood scowling at her for a minute. She wondered if he was calling
her bluff, but when she didn’t move away or retract
he
reluctantly bent over, his body rigid.

“I know you
don’t like this, but if you were in my place wouldn’t you punish your sub for
swearing, for disrespect, and for not obeying your instructions?”

Trey turned his
head to stare up at her.
“Yes, but I’m not a sub by nature,
and this is hard!”

Waiting until he
settled Olivia smoothed her hand over his lovely butt.
"Very nice."
She chuckled when she felt him
tense even more. She knew enough by now to know it wouldn’t be easy for him as he
didn't like being dominated. Actually neither did
she
,
at least, not by people she didn't trust.

A
swift smack, then another to the right and two more to the left buttocks.
The
sound of the slaps echoed around the room even though they weren’t particularly
hard. It was a lesson in humiliation, not intended to be painful.

"That's
your four punishments. Now let’s get back to working on your control. Uh-uh.
Stay where you are." Olivia had to press a firm hand on his back to
indicate her wish for him to remain there as he went to stand up.

"
Livvy
!"

When she dealt
another punishment, this time putting her full weight behind it, she was rewarded
with a loud exclamation.

“Ouch!”

This was followed
by something he said under his breath.

Ignoring the
pain in her wrist from having to be that hard, she bent her knees to bring her
face down to his, her smarting hand on his back. "What was that?" She
was sure he’d called her a bitch.

"Mistress
Olivia." He almost shouted it at her.

"Very
good.
Now where were we?" Looking down between his splayed legs she saw he was
still partially erect and reached out to grasp him—very firmly indeed.

Trey jumped.
"Jesus,
Livvy
!"

She let go
immediately, and not because she was squeezing him too tightly. There was one
thing she'd learned over the years, that with pretty much most men, a woman was
never firm enough. A man knows exactly how hard he can be with himself. On the
other hand, some men liked a gentle grip.

"So you
don't want me to touch you?"

"I didn't
say that."

"Then how
should you address me?" She was beginning to thoroughly relish this, not
once thinking that she could really be in control of this man out of all the
members in the Club, and was glad Sean had asked her. It was challenging.

He was very
tense when he spoke. "Mistress Olivia."

"
Yesss
... and what do you want me to do?" She enjoyed teasing
him.

"Don't push
me!" Trey's tone was quiet, but full of intent as he stood up, refusing to
play along any more.

Time to move on.
She
had another plan to show him who was in charge and simply raised a supercilious
eyebrow at him before moving to a drawer to retrieve a blindfold. His eyes
narrowed as he saw what she had, but he didn’t say anything, although his body
was stiff with tension as she put it on him, his hands clenching and opening,
then closing again.

“Very
good.
As you know, this session is about control, and we will see how well you
control yourself with no sight.”

He raised his
hands to touch the eye covering. “Shit,
Livvy
. I hate
this.”

Her voice was soft
as the vulnerability came through in his comment. “I know. It also demonstrates
to you how defenseless the sub is and how much they trust us.
So back to where we were.”

Kneeling between
his legs again she proceeded to stroke her fingers along his bobbing cock that re-hardened
as she touched him.

“Now, Trey, you
still
haven’t
said why Marilyn bothered you.”

“Olivia!”

“
Yesss
.”

He groaned. “She
reminded me of someone.
A long time ago.”

“Was this person
a mouthy sub?”

“Hardly.”
Trey
shook his head.

Olivia
considered this. “Or maybe you crossed swords with a Dominatrix.”

It was her turn
to laugh, until she noticed that Trey wasn’t joining in.
Intriguing.

“She was someone
who abused others.”

That was
unexpected, and confusing. “So what is it about SM that you enjoy, then?”

He groaned. “I
thought you said you weren’t a shrink?” Olivia rolled her eyes. “Okay, though
I’m not sure I can explain it. Why does anyone like being hit?” He shrugged. “I
like being in charge.
The one wielding the implement, knowing
that the other wants to be struck.”
 

His tight face
told her he wouldn’t disclose anything more. Well, it was something for now.
But she’d ask him again another time when he wasn’t thinking clearly. She was
determined to get to the truth.

Continuing to
tease him, her fingers worked their way to his balls, and she played with them like
they were marbles or something bigger, rolling them in the palm of her hand,
gently squeezing. Trey widened his legs.
Good.
This was a sign that he was enjoying her ministrations.

But Olivia stood
up instead of continuing.

“
Grrrr
.”

She raised an
eyebrow. “Are you growling at me, Trey? Tut
tut
. I
think you deserve a punishment for that.”

“Shit, not
another spanking?”

“Umm,
no.”
Olivia retrieved an item she had palmed into her pants pocket as she had stood
at the cabinet—
a butt plug
.
A small
one to be sure, as she didn’t know if Trey was used to wearing them.
She
tried taking off the sterile plastic covering as quietly as she could, but Trey
clearly heard the rustle.

“What’s that?”
He sounded anxious.

She sniggered.
“You’ll see. Now bend over again.” He reluctantly settled. In the meantime, she
quickly retrieved a bottle of lube that was handily on a nearby table coating
the plug liberally. When he was in position Olivia rimmed his anal sphincter
with the toy. However, she wasn’t expecting him to suddenly jump forward and
pull off his blindfold. Startled, she stepped back.

His disbelief
and anger were evident when he looked at the sex toy in her hand. “You are kidding
me! There is no way you are putting that in me.”

Waggling it in
his direction, she said, “Oh, Trey. You disappoint me. I thought you were more
adventurous than that.”

He put his hands
on his hips. “How exactly will having that inside me teach me control?”

Olivia responded
by crossing her arms. “Because you will find it even more difficult not to come
as I suck you. And it will also give you a taste of what it is like for your
subs when you tell them to hold back in this situation.”

“You’re going to
suck me again?” He sounded hopeful, and then he seemed to notice how submissive
that sounded. “If you leave me like this I’ll tell all your subs you are
nothing but a tease.”

She chuckled.
“I’ll continue, but you have to get
back into place.”

His reluctance
appeared to war with his desire. The latter
won,
and
he cockily sauntered back to his former position, giving her the impression
that he wasn’t giving in but doing what he wanted anyway. It was rather
difficult however, getting the plug into him as his body was so tense.

Olivia stroked
his back and buttocks to soothe him. “Try to relax, Trey, otherwise it could
hurt. Think what you tell your subs in this situation.” There was silence. “You
do get your subs to relax before you insert a plug, don’t you?”

He snorted. “Generally
my subs are begging for it.”

“Not quite the
answer I wanted, but if doing this
makes
you more
aware of this type of situation in future, all to the good.”

As he was still
resisting the plug, Olivia decided that other action was called for and she
reached down beneath him to grip his cock again. She sniggered to herself as he
started.
 
A few gentle squeezes, and then
she began to pull him up in a pumping action hoping he would be so busy
concentrating on what she was doing to his penis that he would ease up the
tension in his back passage. Her other hand, meanwhile, was working on the plug,
slowly moving it in a circular motion.

Clutching him
harder and harder she felt him shudder. That was the moment Olivia was waiting
for, and she pressed the plug in with a pop.