Eyes of Dominance

This story is too long to put in one post, but doesn't lend well to being split into two parts. So I'll link to the second portion of the chapter at the bottom. It's less than ideal, but its what we're working with.

Lexi gritted her teeth and groaned as another hot bead of wax dripped onto her lower back and began to trail down to her hip in a river of heat. At least he’s not cruel enough to drip any more on my ass, she thought to herself. His compassion knew limits however, as the flogger whistled through the air again and caught her low at the top of her thighs. A sharp hiss escaped her lips as the tails of the implement dug into the sore flesh, and as she twisted and pulled at her restraints, the numerous streaks of dried wax covering her back flexed as they clung desperately to her skin. She was blindfolded, but knew Caleb was smiling by the sound of his self satisfied sigh behind her. The bastard. Another stroke fell dead across the center of her ass, and her hips bucked into the stack of pillows raising her butt high on the edge of her mattress. 

As the flogger struck again, she wrapped her fingers around the cotton rope pulling her wrists taut towards the headboard of the bed. The skin was starting to get irritated after forty odd minutes of her yanking against the restraints despite knowing it would make no difference. Her comfort was apparently not much of a concern though, and Lexi yelped loudly as an underhand stroke of the flogger sent the fine sharp edges of the tails into the sensitive skin of her groin and pussy.

“That one sounded painful” she heard Caleb note behind her, sounding all too pleased with himself. If she weren’t completely restrained and entirely at his mercy, she might have found it in herself to sass him in return. But such thoughts drifted instantly from her mind as his fingers found her folds again. She moaned and bucked her hips again as his fingers slid up and down her pussy, stopping each time for but a moment to rub her clit. 

“Perhaps I can rub it better” he mused aloud. “I could always give you another round with the vibrator… or are you ready to wrap this up?”

Lexi squirmed as his fingers teased her aching flesh. Her inner thighs were already slick with her juices from previous breaks with the Hitachi. She would have normally jumped at the chance for another go with the vibrator, but the ache within her was getting to be untenable. She needed to be filled.

“Yes sir, I'm ready…” she breathed out in a moan. 

His fingers continued to trail up and down her slit. 

“I’m not sure, it doesn’t sound like you really want it all that much” he chuckled to himself. “You wanna try that again, or should we go back to the wax?”

Lexi bit down on her tongue to suppress a groan. Part of her hated when he made her ask to be fucked. Even with their mutual understanding it was beyond embarrassing. Unfortunately for her, that part of her was not located between her legs. A wave of heat pulsed from deep within her, and her muscles locked up as his fingers pushed into her. 

“Please please please, fuck me” she whined in defeat, riding the edge of the orgasm just out of reach. 

“Much better” he praised. “I didn’t realize you loved to beg so much. I’ll keep that mind…”

Lexi tried to voice a complaint, but Caleb’s fingers inside of her were wiping clean any rational thought she could form. 

She heard his zipper come undone and his jeans hit the floor in a heap. His fingers retreated, but were replaced almost immediately with his cock thrusting into her in one clean motion. Lexi bit down on her comforter as he slid all the way in, paused for one moment, and then started to fuck her.

Caleb was a master of self restraint at most times. However, after nearly an hour of teasing and playing with her without his own release, his patience seemed to hit its threshold. His hands dig deep into her sides and flaked at the dried wax as his hips slammed into her reddened rear again and again. His breathing grew increasingly ragged as his desire seemed to supersede all other distractions. Already close to the edge and coming undone at feeling his open need for her, Lexi came hard and fast. 

Her sore and punished body convulsed as she was pinned down to the mattress and pounded through her orgasm. She was dimly aware of Caleb’s breathing growing heavier and more erratic, until he finally shoved himself deep inside of her and groaned. He pulsed inside of her for a few moments, and then let his weight fall across her back. 

The two laid there for a minute in exhausted contentment. Then with a deep sigh Caleb pushed himself up off of her, giving her ass a satisfied slap as he pulled out of her, released her from her restraints and blindfold, and started to clean up.

As he wandered around the room, putting things back into his travel bag, she sat up and started to peel the dried wax from her back. There was always a bit of awkward tension after a session, where the line between friend and kinky partner was reformed. Lexi finally decided to break the silence.

"I don't actually love that, just so we're clear" she said dryly.

Caleb glanced back at her. "I'm sorry, what are you talking about?"

"The begging thing. I don't want you thinking that it's like, a thing when it isn't" she explained, feeling weirdly flustered.

He looked at her curiously, and then shrugged his shoulders. "If you say so."

She tilted her head to the side. "What, you don't believe me?" she challenged. 

"I do" he countered. "I just believe your body more than your words."

Lexi groaned. "You're such a dick sometimes."

He gave her a wry smile. "Am I? Do we need to have a discussion about disrespect too?"

She groaned and looked away. "Whatever" she said in mock dejection. "See if I care. Don't you have to leave? Jerks aren't welcome to spend the night."

Caleb pulled his pants back up and gave her a knowing smirk. Lexi looked over at the clock. It was well past midnight on Saturday. Normally Caleb would stay the night in such a scenario, but he had plans early the following morning. Though Lexi liked to talk and wind down the night in a more natural way, she was feeling intensely sleepy, and had a big week coming up herself.

"You have any plans tomorrow?" Caleb asked, throwing on his shirt and gathering his bag under his arm.

"Not really. Next week is gonna be rough though, so I'm probably just gonna chill."

"I hope it's not too bad. At least tomorrow is free" he nodded. "I have a pretty normal week coming up, so I'll be free as usual next weekend, if you want to meet up again."

"I'll keep you posted" she said after a moment.  "Sounds good right now, but I'll know better after a few days."

"Understandable" he agreed. He walked over to her and wrapped an arm around her in a half hug. "I hate to fuck and run, but I should probably get home before it gets any later. I'll text you at some point soon, and we can make more definitive plans. Sound good?"

Lexi gave him a large thumbs up, a smile creeping across her face despite her efforts. "Drive safe. I'm going to sleep."

He pulled back from the hug, gave her one last nod, and closed the bedroom door behind him. 

Lexi flopped back onto the bed, her body drained of all energy. She knew sleep would find her soon, and she was too lazy to peel the remaining wax from her back. It was an issue for tomorrow. As she placed her head back onto the pillow, she let herself smile fully. Though she was sore, tired, and sweaty, she hadn't felt so happy and free in days. She was truly grateful that Caleb and her had started this arrangement. It had become one of the few things she looked forward to consistently. Even the worst weeks became bearable knowing that there was a kinky time to be had over the weekend, or a workday more exciting knowing that they would meet up after. She knew that the coming week was going to be difficult, but at the moment, she couldn't bring herself to worry about it. All she could think about was the swirling endorphins rushing through her, until sleep quickly overtook her exhausted mind.

The apartment door slammed shut as Lexi shuffled into her home and limply flopped over the arm of her couch with a groan. She felt her body sinking into the cushions. With any luck, they’d swallow her whole and put her out of her misery. Still, even being awkwardly folded over was blissful at the moment. It felt like the first moment of peace she had in days. 

The start of the week had predicably been a nightmare. A deluge of stressful meetings at work had been scheduled throughout the week, and with them mountains of paperwork to be filled out daily. But the universe at large decided it was going to dump on her as well. A flash thunderstorm had knocked out her building’s power on Monday, and with the backup generators failing, she had sat without electricity for close to ten hours. Then on the way to work on Tuesday, her tire blew out unexpectedly, making her late for those oh so important meetings. Today, Wednesday, was about the closest she had come to an ordinary day. And even then, a late discussion with her supervisor delayed her leaving work until rush hour traffic was in full swing, increasing her commute by almost thirty minutes. And she still was only halfway through the week. It felt as if some cosmic force was intentionally trying to push her to the breaking point. If so, it was certainly succeeding. 

At the moment, however, she was finally free to have some time to herself. At least a handful of hours to relax and let go of some of this tension. She twisted her arm out from under her body to check her phone, only to realize that she was currently laying in a very similar position to the one Caleb had her in not four days ago. Memories of the session flooded into her mind, and she smiled to herself. Perhaps there was one way to unwind. 

Sliding her other hand down the front of her leggings, her phone hand quickly pulled up an erotic audio recording. She had been collecting a catalogue of kinky voice clippings to fuel her fantasies in between her meetups with Caleb. It wasn’t nearly as good the real thing, but it helped take the edge off, so to speak. 

As the recording began to play, Lexi’s mind drifted back and away to the last few sessions with Caleb. They had been meeting up for her stress relief spankings for almost two months now. At first they had planned on keeping to a biweekly schedule so as to allow her ass to recover between sessions. But with sex added into the mix, Lexi didn’t always spend the full duration of each meetup getting her rear end blistered. That meant occasionally less time for healing was needed, and they began having sessions between one to two weeks apart depending on how severe the previous session had been.

Not that kinky sex had totally replaced the spankings. Indeed, Lexi spent at least ten to fifteen minutes each meetup over Caleb’s knee. Spankings were still the core of their agreement. But rather than ending each night standing in the corner after receiving a severe ass roasting, she equally as often found herself bent or tied over a piece of furniture getting fucked into exhaustion. It was a welcome change of pace, though Lexi valued both sides of the equation equally. 

“Oh, you must’ve been an exceptionally naughty girl today, haven’t you? Just look at how wet this pussy is. You know what that means. Or have you forgotten how I deal with disobedient sluts?” the phone audio played, slightly muffled against the couch cushion.

Lexi closed her eyes, her fingers diligently rubbing her clit. The audio recording was a little bit cliché, and she wasn’t very into the demeaning stuff… or at least she thought she wasn’t. But with Caleb reintroducing her into this lifestyle, her submissive brain was apparently on overdrive, and her fantasies had become more unhinged and ravenous. Her selection of audio erotica had moved into slightly more degrading material over the last few weeks. She could never quite get used to the derogatory names, but the pictures they painted in her mind, of being turned into a needy girl too horny to be embarrassed by her own actions, begging and promising anything and everything just to cum…

Her mind flashed to Caleb making her beg for his cock, and a shudder went through her body as her finger’s movements became more fervent. He knew just the right way to push her buttons at times, even if she didn’t want to admit it. And yet, there was a part of her that wanted him to go even further. She often listened to these recordings of condescending men asking the listener to do the most degrading acts, all for their own perverse amusement, and over time found herself curious to experience it herself. Of course, she was far too embarrassed to act along with the recordings, even if that was the intent, but she would fantasize about one of these men suddenly showing up at her apartment and demanding that she debase herself for his pleasure. The orgasm that followed would be always take her breath away, even if it embarrassed her too much to think about whenever her hand wasn’t feverishly playing with her clit.

While the position she was laying in was great for visualizing her fantasies, it was unfortunately growing to be uncomfortable. Her arm was starting to fall asleep being wedged between her and the couch. Lexi pushed herself up off the couch and started making her way to the bedroom. She was halfway across the room when a wayward thought came to the forefront of her mind, and she stopped in place.

There was no reason this particular fantasy had to necessarily stay a fantasy. After all, she did have a kinky friend that would likely be quite willing to play out such a scenario for her. All it would take was a quick phone call or text message...

Lexi blushed and turned back towards the living room. The thought of messaging Caleb and asking him to act that way towards her, make her beg and plead for pleasure at the expense of her dignity, was mortifying to say the least. She couldn't imagine looking him in the face after enacting some of the things she had imagined in her mind. And yet the thought continued to swirl in her head. She couldn't possibly admit to having such thoughts to him. But then, he already knew of her desire for spankings, and other forms of kinky sex. Was this kind of thing really all that different than what they already did? She didn't want him to show up and start calling her a whore or anything, but she was curious to see how he would act if she told him to treat her more roughly than usual. 

She looked to the phone in her hand. She could do it right now, if she wanted. Her inhibitions railed against the idea wholeheartedly. She didn't want to embarrass herself in front of Caleb any more than being spanked like a naughty girl by him already did. But as she stood there, staring at her phone, her stress addled brain began to warm to the idea. She desperately needed some relief, and what better way to do that then to try something new? Didn't she deserve something to distract her other than her job and the myriad of other problems piling up this week?

"That's a good girl. Bend over for your master. I'm gonna fuck you so hard you're not going to walk straight for days" the voice blared from her phone. Lexi flushed, then switched off the recording. But the damage had been done to her psyche. She could feel the heat pooling in her underwear, and the idea of masturbating didn't seem to cut it at the moment. Maybe she could just text him, and see what he thought about it. It's not like a conversation was a commitment to anything necessarily.

And so she sat on her couch, staring at her phone and trying to figure out the words to use for over a half hour. She warred with herself about how to exactly to explain herself, fielded his imagined questions in her mind tenfold, and had even written a far too long draft message detailing all of her ideas from scratch. In the end, she forced herself to message him normally, and figure it out as she went.

Lexi: Hey. So if I ask you something, will you promise not to judge me too much?

She waited with bated breath for his response, pacing around the room and wondering if this was a mistake. She didn't have to wait long; he replied four minutes later.

Caleb: You know this is a judgement free zone. What’s up?

She felt herself start to blush as she quickly tapped the message. No going back now. 

Lexi: So I’ve been having an awful week so far, and it’s been bringing up a lot of weird emotions. Lately I’ve started to have some weird thoughts and fantasies that are a bit different than what we’ve been doing, and I wanted to bring it up with you to see what you think.

Caleb: Of course, I’d be willing to indulge you, within reason. What did you have in mind?

She took a deep breath.

Lexi: Well, I was hoping that maybe next session you could be a bit rougher with me.

Caleb: Are you implying that I’ve been too gentle thus far? Do I need to break out heavier implements? 

Lexi frowned and quickly followed up.

Lexi: Yeahhhhh no. I don’t need you beating my ass any harder. Maybe rough isn’t exactly the right word. But you’re like, very considerate as a dominant. You’re very focused on what I get out of a session. You make sure to give me as much pleasure as you do pain. You’ll tease and embarrass me, but only up to a certain point. Not that any of that is a bad thing. But lately I’ve been fantasizing about you being… meaner, I guess.

Caleb: What exactly do you mean by that?

Lexi flushed again and groaned. She was hoping he would intuit what she was alluding to. It was possible he already did, but was really was going to make her say it clearly regardless. With another deep breath, she started typing again.

Lexi: Well like, I’ve been thinking a lot about how you sometimes make me ask for you to do stuff to me. And I kinda admit to lying a bit before. Don’t get me wrong, it’s embarrassing as fuck, and I kinda hate it, but I also kinda don’t. Or when you put me in embarrassing positions, or edge me a lot before we have sex. That sort of stuff.

Caleb: So leaning more into humiliation type play?

Lexi: Kinda, or at least a bit… I guess what I’m asking for is you to push me a little more. 

There was a brief pause in the conversation as Lexi watched the text bubble animation that signified Caleb typing. As she waited for his reply, she suddenly became aware that she was quickly growing aroused by their discussion. Her thighs were rubbing together unconsciously through their messaging, and she felt a certain need taking hold within her. Finally, his message arrived.

Caleb: I see. Well, I can’t say that I’ve never thought about “taking the gloves off,” so to speak. I conduct sessions the way I do because that’s what I enjoy doing, but there is a part of me that relishes the opportunity to be less... considerate, as you put it. 

Caleb: But if I do that, I want to make sure we’re on the same page. That means I will be pushing your boundaries a fair bit. Not crossing any limits, of course, but taking you out of your comfort zone. I might do stuff you don’t necessarily enjoy. Are you okay with that?

She chewed on her inner cheek and considered what he said. 

Lexi: I guessssss.

There was a brief lull in the conversation. Lexi didn't know how to proceed, and she was sure Caleb was thinking about her request. Finally, he messaged again.

Caleb: One last question, since you brought it up briefly. In these fantasies, are you allowed to cum, or is being denied something that falls under “being mean.”

Lexi bit her lip and thought hard. She was treading in dangerous water at the moment, where she might regret her next text. But this conversation was already putting in quite the submissive headspace, and she couldn’t lie to him. 

Lexi: I mean, that would be really cool, and you would be the bestest friend ever if you let me. But I don’t think that should be a decision for me to make, I suppose.

Caleb: Understood. Well, I’m looking forward to our next session then. On that note, when were you looking to meet up next? I’m good next week, but I can make time over the weekend too if you want to do sooner.

Lexi thought about her upcoming schedule. The rest of the week was going to be as slammed as the preceding few days, until Sunday at the earliest. She had healed entirely from their last session, so soreness wasn't an issue. Sunday was the best choice... from a logical perspective. But Lexi had worked herself up with this conversation, and her previous playtime hadn't helped with her decision making. Before she could reconsider, she quickly typed out a message.

Lexi: So, this might be a little crazy and sudden… but I’ve had a really shitty week and really need something to distract me right now. Do you maybe wanna do it tonight?

A deep sigh left her lips as Lexi passed the hairbrush through her still damp hair one last time before setting it on the dresser. She looked around the unkempt bedroom with a frown. Had she prepared for a session tonight ahead of time, she would have tidied up a bit. Caleb would surely spare no opportunity to tease her, despite not being domestically minded himself. Still, his instructions were clear, and she didn’t want to start off on the wrong foot in the event he arrived early. So she stepped out of the bedroom with a deep breath and entered the living room.

Caleb: I’ll be over in about an hour, maybe an hour and a half. In the meantime, I want you to eat a snack if you’re able, use the restroom, and take a shower. After you dry off, don’t bother putting on clothes. Instead, I want you to go into the living room near the door, face it, and kneel with your hands behind your back. Leave the door unlocked, I’ll let myself in. I want you naked and waiting when I arrive. 

Lexi’s insides flipped as she recalled his instructions. Despite her headstrong and fiery personality, being told exactly what to do in such a direct, unapologetic manner always melted her into a squirmy puddle. She looked at the clock. She still had around twenty minutes before he would arrive at the earliest, but he could always show up early to catch her off guard. It was better to follow his directions to the letter and get into the proper headspace for the session. From the sound of things, Caleb would be wasting no time getting started tonight. So she shuffled over towards the door, took one last calming breath, and knelt down on the rough carpet.

Time crept by at a snail’s pace. With nothing to distract her, and no way to tell time now that the kitchen clock was out of sight, Lexi was left alone with her thoughts. A budding anxiety began to grow in her chest as the anticipation grew by the minute. She was the one that asked for this, and she wanted to see it through, but she hadn’t really considered what that may entail. She had her fantasies, of course, but they were only that, amorphous and subject to her shifting whims. Making this fantasy a reality definitionally meant surrendering control of it to Caleb, and she hadn’t thought about what he might do with that power. Caleb was a sweet man, and Lexi was sure he would never do anything that would seriously hurt her or damage their relationship. But he also never made his sadistic side a secret, and the thought that he had desires and fantasies of his own that he held back was slightly unnerving. Would his desires match with her fantasies? Would it be too much? Not enough? What if he really enjoys this but she doesn’t? With nothing else to do, Lexi continued to catastrophize as the minutes slowly rolled by.

The door opened suddenly, and Lexi looked up. Caleb entered the apartment, small duffel bag slung over his shoulder. His eyes glanced over towards her nude form for a brief moment, but then she was all but ignored as he hung up his coat and moved past her into the living room. Still facing the doorway, she heard him walk into the kitchen and pour himself a drink. Probably from one of the many wine bottles he’s left here, she mused. She had quite the collection building at the end of her countertop. They never seemed to polish off a full bottle before moving on to more exciting things.

Lexi listened to him move around her apartment behind her. A small bubble of irritation and embarrassment bubbled within her. He was intentionally ignoring her, that much was obvious. She knew it was a tactic to set her on edge. And yet, she still found herself getting a little annoyed. It was one thing to ask her to strip nude and kneel in the center of her living room for what felt like thirty minutes. It was another for him to barely acknowledge her presence, in her own home at that. Still, the bud of anticipation and nervousness within her was quickly blooming into full blown arousal. She had asked for this, and he was taking it seriously. 

After a few minutes rummaging around out of sight, including a trip to her bedroom, she finally felt him walk over towards her. Caleb’s fingers trailed across her bare shoulder as he stepped around her. His expression looked much the same as ever, sharp eyes and warm half smile, but there was a slight tension behind his gaze. It was a look she had seen in the past, a look of barely restrained sadistic desire. Her stomach flipped as he lightly cupped his hand under her chin and lifted it.

“So, you’re in an obedient mood tonight. That certainly makes things easier” he smirked.

Lexi smiled back uneasily. “That’s a bold assumption…”

His grip around her chin tightened. “Is that so? I should hope not, for your sake. Stand up.”

She rose to her feet. Caleb turned her away slightly, stepping behind her. A sharp slap landed at the top of her left thigh, and she winced.

“Here’s how this is going to work” he explained. “You are not going to speak unless asked a question.” Another hard spank. 

“You’re going to follow each and every command I give you without hesitation.” A smack to the opposite thigh.

“You’re gonna curtail that famous sass of yours. Your job tonight is not being cute, it’s following directions and doing what you’re told.” A stinging swat across both cheeks.

“Any slip up at all, and I’ll make you regret inviting me over tonight. Am I clear?”

Lexi chewed the inside of her cheek for a moment. The brat in her desperately wanted to poke the bear. It was not often that Caleb spoke to her like this, only ever preceding a punishment in their former relationship. Part of her wanted to see if he was all talk. But then she remembered the duffel bag he brought with him. He could have any assortment of spanking implements within, or perhaps other instruments of discipline. Did she really want to risk it? She did ask for this after all.

She decided to swallow her pride, at least for the moment. “Yes, sir.”

His smirk widened. “That’s what I like to hear.” His hand wrapped around her upper arm and started pulling her towards the couch. That’s when Lexi noticed that his bag over toys was conspicuously missing. That must mean he put it in the bedroom, she surmised. Which meant that the main event would likely take place in there. Then why was he leading her to the couch?

He sat down on the couch and looked up at her. She quickly realized what he intended to do. But rather than pull her across his lap, he continued to study her.

“Are you wet?” he asked casually, his eyes inspecting her naked form. 

Lexi looked away. She was, of course. But admitting that this was working on her made her seem too easy to read. It felt as if he was passing judgement on her excitement. Still, she couldn’t lie to him.

“Yes, sir.”

He leaned forward in his seat slightly, folding his hands under his chin. “Show me.”

It took a moment for the command to register. Then Lexi’s face flamed in embarrassment. Still, she knew better than to disobey him, especially with the mood he was in. She slowly inched towards him, parting her legs as best she could. 

He sighed and shook his head at her efforts. “I can’t see anything with you standing like that. After all this time, you’re still concerned with your modesty. Turn around, bend over, and spread your legs and cheeks.”

A spike of adrenaline pulsed through her. This man had been in her home for less than ten minutes! The audacity… but the look on his face was serious. She rolled her eyes and quickly turned away from Caleb, if for no other reason to hide her deepening blush. Then she leaned forward as far as her stance would allow. He’s seen it all before, she reminded herself. She reached back and spread herself, closing her eyes as she felt the open air on her holes.

A few moments of silence passed. Lexi fought to keep her nerves down. Even with someone who had seen everything she had to offer during sex, it felt objectifying to be studied at leisure. She stayed in position with her eyes closed, waiting for the order to stand. Instead, her eyes flew open as two fingers pushed themselves deep inside of her pussy. 

“Hmm, you weren’t lying” Caleb commented as if a casual observer. “My fingers had basically no resistance. Do stern words and few slaps on the ass really get you this excited?”

Lexi squirmed in place as his fingers gently thrust in and out of her. “No, sir” she lied.

“Really? Then why are you so wet? Thinking about what I have yet to do to you?” he questioned.

“A…bit. It’s complicated, sir.”

“Is it though? Seems a bit clear to me. Are you lying to me, brat?” 

Lexi held her breath as his fingers curled inside her. “No, sir” she finally squeaked out.

She heard him hum. “I should hope not. You know what happens to disobedient girls, don’t you?”

It was a struggle not to moan as his fingers hit all the right places. “Yes, sir.”

“Good.” She felt his breath on her legs as he leaned closer to her. “My goal tonight is to make you forget about anything else but this feeling. I don’t want you worried about anything, shit week or otherwise. The only thing I want you thinking about is this ache between your legs. Tonight, you are mine and mine alone. Nothing else matters. Do you understand?”

Lexi bit her tongue, equally indignant at his words and embarrassed by their effect on her body. A sharp slap between her parted cheeks spurred her to reply.

“Y-yes, sir” she sputtered.

His fingers quickly returned to their work.

“I’ve decided that you’ll have the opportunity to cum tonight, but you’ll have to work for it. It’s not going to be enough just to want it; you’re going to show me exactly how much you need it first” he continued, his voice low and husky.

“But I don’t think you’re ready for that yet. First, we have to give this ass some color. Otherwise, I’m not sure you’ll be in the right headspace.”

Lexi heard Caleb twist in his seat, and she heard the slight clink of something metallic. His fingers pulled free from her pussy, and he stood, walking around to her front. He held his fingers to her mouth. 

“Clean them.”

Lexi’s eyes went wide. She turned her head to look at him, but moved his hand back into her line of sight. 

“Perhaps you think this is a request” his voice dropped lower. “I assure you it is not. First and final warning.”

The tone of his voice sent shivers through her body. With a bit of reluctance, she took his fingers into her mouth, swirling them around with her tongue and trying not to think about where they’d just been. After a minute of sucking, he pulled his hand free. 

“Good to see we’re on the same page.” 

His hands took her wrists and pulled them from her cheeks, gently locking them behind her back. She felt cool metal wrap around her wrists as handcuffs bound them behind her. Caleb then wasted no time in pulling her upright, only to drag her right back down across his lap as he took his seat again.

Pain blossomed across Lexi's ass as Caleb quickly started the spanking. Her hands locked behind her back, she had no choice but to lay there as he set to painting a canvas of stinging flesh on her rear end. Lexi tried to calm herself, after all, this was something very familiar to her. Yet with her wrists handcuffed, she felt particularly vulnerable. Caleb only held her hands behind her back when she was uncooperative during a severe punishment. It made her feel completely at his mercy, even if it was only a hand spanking. 

The rhythmic sounds of punishment filled the room, and soon the heat was starting to get to Lexi. Her fingers grasped fruitlessly behind her, unable to hold on to his leg as she normally would. Caleb remained silent as he tended to his work, giving Lexi nothing to focus on but the building pain on her behind. He was spanking slightly harder than he normally would for a warmup, which made her a little worried for what was to come. 

She had just started to twist and squirm on his lap when the spanking suddenly stopped. It was difficult to tell, but she guessed that it had lasted around seven or eight minutes. His hand started to rub at the burning skin, causing Lexi to wince. 

“It’s okay to admit that it hurts” Caleb said dryly. “The quicker you get over your pride, the easier this will be.”

“I’ve taken worse, sir” Lexi said through gritted teeth. She expected a swift reprimand for her sass, but Caleb just chuckled.

“This is true. And yet it never fails to turn you on, does it? Even when you’ve been a naughty brat who deserves the punishment.”

“Yes, sir.”

He folded his hands across her back. “In that case, I just spent nearly ten minutes giving you pleasure. I think I deserve your gratitude then, isn’t that right?”

“Yes sir” she replied again.

“Then thank me for spanking you” he stated plainly.

Lexi bit her tongue again, but she was in too precarious a position to sass him. 

“Thank you for spanking me, sir” she mumbled, before yelping as five smacks came squarely down on the back of her thighs. 

“That doesn’t sound like you mean it” he remarked, and she could hear a hint of irritation in his voice. “Do we need to do another ten minutes?”

“No sir!” she quickly responded. She dug deep, and tried again with a more enthusiastic tone. “Thank you for spanking me, sir.”

“Better,” Caleb noted “but that’s not how a naughty brat shows her appreciation, is it?”

Lexi laid there confused, unsure of how to respond. Then she felt her weight being shifted as Caleb gently rolled her to the floor on her knees. She glared at him for being so unceremoniously dumped to the carpet, but he just looked at her with amusement as he reached for his own waist and unbuckled his belt. He then unzipped his jeans and pulled his pants and boxers to mid thigh.

Immediately Lexi’s attention was drawn to his cock, standing at attention after being freed from its confinement. Caleb took ahold of it and looked at her. 

“Well, are you just going to stare at it, or are you going to show your thanks?”

Understanding his insinuation, she straightened up and leaned forward against his legs, bending partially over to reach his swollen appendage. It was difficult to maneuver with her hands still locked behind her back, but she finally got into position, and took his dick into her mouth.

She began to suck his cock, bobbing her head up and down along his length. Without her hands to steady her, she had to balance precariously and lean against Caleb for leverage, stifling her movements more than she was used to. She had not given Caleb head since they had dated, but she tried to recall what he had liked, running her tongue along the underside of his shaft and pausing at the top of her motion to suck the head of his dick with her lips. But to her annoyance, while she could feel his cock responding to her efforts, the man himself almost looked bored as he watched her pleasure him. After a minute or two, he sighed and gently pushed against her shoulder, sliding her off of him.

“Lexi, I’m a bit disappointed. You think that this is showing your thanks?” he chided.

She frowned, a tad taken aback. “Are you not enjoying it?” she questioned carefully.

He looked somewhat thoughtful. “I’m enjoying it just fine. But I’m not feeling a lot of passion from you. I thought you might want to cum tonight.”

Lexi’s frown deepened. She very much would like to cum tonight. She had only gotten more and more horny from the moment he had walked through her door. 

“I do, sir” she answered.

“It certainly doesn’t feel like it. You had more energy cleaning your juices off my fingers earlier. Do you enjoy that more than sucking my dick?”

Her cheeks flushed again. “No sir, I’m sorry. It’s hard with my hands behind my back.”

He arched an eyebrow. “I don’t know. If you really were appreciative, I think you would go the extra mile to try, don’t you?”

Lexi wracked her brain for an answer that would appease him. “I’m sorry sir. Can I try again?”

Caleb looked down at her in consideration. “If you really want to. But you’re going to have to show me that’s what you want first.”

He raised his right hand, his pointer and middle fingers extended. “Show me just how you intend to suck my cock if I give you another chance. Impress me, and we can give it another go.”

Lexi looked at his fingers with a bit of trepidation. Having to prove herself capable of sucking his dick “correctly” was an ego killer of the highest degree. After all, she had never given reason to criticize her oral skills in the past, of that she was sure. And yet, she had no other option if she wanted to cum. What was more embarrassing was that part of her wanted to prove herself to him, and earn his praise properly. So she leaned forward and for the second time took his fingers into her mouth.

He began to scroll through his phone absentmindedly with his other hand as she sucked on his extended digits. His blasé attitude towards her efforts frustrated her at first. Was he just riling her up, or did he actually find her efforts wanting? Regardless of reason, she found herself giving in and sucking more fervently on his fingers. She was keenly aware that her orgasm hinged on proving her need of it, and holding back would get her nowhere. Of course, the heat radiating from her butt had the intended effect as well. The persistent sting was causing blood to rush to all the right places, and Lexi could feel her desire growing with each passing moment. Her need to please started to override her pride, and soon she was lost in the act of pseudo-fellatio.

After around five minutes of “practice,” Caleb finally glanced down at her and set his phone aside. 

“Well, you seem to be much more into it now. I’m glad you could find the enthusiasm. Do you want to try the real thing again?”

Her mind somewhat clouded, Lexi nodded her head. “Yes sir” she replied quickly.

Caleb studied her for a moment, then leaned back in his seat. “Alright then, show me how much you want it.”

Lexi looked back to his groin. His member had deflated a bit in the five minute interim; she would have to bring him fully back to attention as well. But not wanting to disappoint, she sat up and leaned over his legs again, eagerly wrapping her mouth around him and beginning anew.

Her jaw was starting to ache from the constant motion, but Lexi blocked it out as she went to work. Very quickly Caleb’s cock swelled in her mouth, and she put her all into pleasuring him. Soon she heard his breath quicken and start to catch in his throat.

“Much better” he sighed, his hands gripping her hair as her head bobbed up and down on him. “Keep going, just like that…”

Lexi continued, his words igniting a fire within her. His words of naked praise in contrast to before had awoken an intense desire to please him. Her tongue swirled around his length as she took long strokes up and down his cock. Suddenly she felt him seize up in her mouth, and Caleb’s hand gripped right to the roots of her hair. A ragged breath escaped his lungs as he released his orgasm into her mouth, his dick twitching with each pulse. She felt his hot seed hit the back of her throat, and wasted no time swallowing what she could. 

Caleb held her head until his orgasm came to an end, and he once again released her and allowed her to slid back into a sitting position. Lexi was dimly aware that trails of saliva had made their way down her chin, but with her hands still bound, there was little she could do to make herself presentable. Finally, he turned his attention back to her. 

“That was very well done. Just like I remember it, perhaps better” he spoke, pulling his pants back up his waist, but leaving his belt and button unfastened. “I suppose you really want that orgasm… or are you just that eager to please?”

“Both, sir” she admitted, her jaw sore from her efforts. 

He looked at her with a wry smile, and then patted his leg. 

“Well, I think you’ve earned your first chance at cumming” he announced. “It took you around six minutes to get me off, so that’s how long I’ll allow you to pleasure yourself before we move on.”

Lexi looked at him, excited yet confused. Six minutes was not a lot of time, but with how turned on she was, it might be possible. But his words puzzled her. “Pleasure myself?” she asked.

“You want to cum, right? I’m giving you the opportunity right now” he explained, picking up his phone and pulling up the timer. 

“But… my hands are still cuffed” she pressed, jingling the metal behind her. 

“I don’t recall asking you about that” he warned. “You’re starting to get a little loose with the rules again. But since you did such a good job, I’ll allow a slight indiscretion. As for how you can pleasure yourself, that’s up to you.”

Lexi looked around the room. Her handcuffs were metal; she wasn’t going to be slipping out of them any time soon. All of her toys were in the bedroom, but the door was closed, and she wasn’t sure if leaving the room was allowed. Not that she could effectively get and operate any of her toys with her hands bound.

As she wracked her mind, Caleb watched her with sadistic amusement. “I’m going to start the timer now. Are you ready?”

Lexi’s eyes widened. She wasn’t ready at all. But if she said as much, he might rescind his offer. As she struggled with what to say, he smiled at her and took pity.

“It seems you’re having some difficulty. Do you want some help?”

She found herself nodding before the words slipped from her mouth. “Yes, sir… please.”

His smile widened. “Well, without the key to your handcuffs, you’ll be without the use of your hands. Which means you’ll have to find another way to rub yourself to orgasm. There’s not many ways in this room that you can do that, so I’ll offer you some assistance. Stand up.” 

Lexi pushed herself to her feet, stumbling a bit on the way up. So much time on her legs and knees had restricted the blood flow to her legs, and they were a bit numb. Caleb reached over and grabbed her by the waist, pulling her towards him. He thrust a knee between her legs and arched an eyebrow at her.

“Here, you can use my leg” he said cheerfully, ignoring the look of mortification on her face.

Lexi stared at him for a moment, not sure of what to say. But Caleb ignored her and tapped his phone, starting the timer. He looked up at her as her eyes widened.

“You don’t have to, of course. You’re free to hump the couch if you want, or try something else. But if you want to cum, you better start quickly. Clock’s ticking.”

Lexi mind whirled. She frantically glanced around the room, but he was right. She had entirely too few options, and time was running down. So she quickly lowered herself onto his denim covered leg, took a deep breath, and started to move her hips. 

Embarrassment threatened to overwhelm her as she humped Caleb’s thigh. This is beyond humiliating, she kept repeating in her mind. She questioned whether the orgasm was even worth it. But she had come this far, gotten spanked and sucked his cock for this opportunity. And the need within her had swelled to a full on bonfire threatening to burn away her senses if she didn’t get release soon. So she glided her hips along his outstretched leg, gritting her teeth as the rough denim rubbed against her clit. 

Caleb’s hands rested on her waist, steadying her as she moved back and forth. 

"That's a good girl" he hummed. "You must want it pretty bad, don't you? Keep going, you don't have much time."

Lexi groaned as she quickened the pace. Despite her reservations, the pressure against her clit felt so good, and she began to feel herself approaching the edge. Her legs burned as she straddled him, but she fought to stay upright and continue her ministrations. She was getting so close... she could feel the bundle of heat in her guts starting to expand through her body. Just a little bit longer.

A loud ringing filled the air as the timer went off. Lexi blinked and looked down at the phone. Surely it had not been six minutes already. She looked to Caleb, as if to confirm her failure. He shook his head, but she could see the smirk he was fighting to hide.

"I'm sorry, but that's all the time you get. I really thought you might get there with how you were breathing. But it wasn't meant to be" he offered false condolences.

Lexi deflated. She clearly underestimated this new Caleb. To be sadistic to her was one thing, but to rub her nose in it with faux kindness was a level of cruelty she wasn't aware he was capable of. And yet, despite her frustrations, it only turned her on even more. Caleb lifted her at the hips and placed her back onto her feet. He looked down at his leg and shook his head.

"Well look at that, you must've really wanted to cum. Look at the mess you made on my jeans..."

Lexi felt her heart jump into her throat. She stared straight at the wall. She refused to look down, she did not need that kind of embarrassment right now. She heard Caleb shuffling off his jeans before standing and moving behind her. She felt a click as the handcuff lock turned and the restraints opened. Instinctively, she held her arms in front of her and rubbed her wrist. They were not all that sore, but having her arms behind her for so long made the muscles stiff.

Caleb grabbed her upper arm again and started leading her towards the bedroom, now in his boxers. Lexi followed behind him in a stupor. He opened the door and waved her inside. She stepped in before him. Her pillows were stacked at the edge of her bed, his duffel bag full of implements lying just beside it. Caleb stepped past her and gestured at the bed.

"It's time for the second part of the night" he said simply. He point to the stacked pillows. "Bend over."

Story continues here.