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Subject: {ASSM} Story - Dominating
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Erotica by Clohi. Submissions and fantasies welcome!


I woke in the morning feeling horny and wet.  My body was filled with
excitement.  Ian had been away on a business trip and was coming back
today.  I hadn't realized how much I had missed him.  It had only been
a couple of days and I hadn't even touched myself while he'd been
gone.  Now, I was filled with arousal and knew I couldn't wait much
longer.

I showered and dressed, taking extra care with every detail.  I wanted
Ian to appreciate his homecoming and remember it well.  I looked at
myself in the mirror, the black leather bra and garter belt hugging my
body like a second skin.  I slipped on my black stockings, and
fastened the garter belt to the tops.  Slipping my feet into my
three-inch black heels, I turned and looked in the mirror again.  No
panties, just the way Ian liked me.  I slipped my conservative red
dress over my body and grabbed my briefcase.  I felt hot and wicked
and I love that feeling.

Driving to work, I felt like every man around me knew that I wasn't
wearing panties and that I was wet between my legs.  The elevator ride
up to my floor was long today, but I was glad I was alone.  I might
have been tempted to grab any man that walked on today and work off my
frustrations before seeing Ian.  When I got to my office, I told my
secretary, Amanda, to grab me a couple of files I needed for my
morning meeting with Ian.  Amanda smiled at me and handed them to me. 
I smiled back.  Amanda knew me well enough to know what I was up to. 
"You'll be in your meeting for a while?" she asked.   I smiled back at
her, "At least a couple hours.  If I'm not back by 11:00, come find me
and you can join in too."  Amanda had been hired for many reasons, one
of which was her excellent secretarial skills, and the other was her
willingness to please.  Amanda did that very well.  I should know, I
taught her.

I walked to Ian's office and his secretary, Paula, told me he had just
called from his car phone and would be here any minute and that I
should wait for him in his office.  I told Paula to hold his calls and
that she was needed by Ellen to help with a large project.  Ellen had
been very agreeable to take Paula for a few hours in exchange for a
lunch date later this week.  Ever since our Paris trip, Ellen and I
had a new agreement and it worked wonderfully.

I opened Ian's door and settled in to wait for him.  After about five
minutes, I heard him opening the door.  I had closed the blinds and so
he walked into a dark office and flicked on the lights.  When he
turned, he stopped and smiled.  I was sitting at his desk, my legs up
with my three-inch heels resting on his desk.  I had slipped my dress
off and was sitting there in my black leather bra and garter belt, no
panties.  I had a small riding whip in my hand.  "You took your time
getting back, didn't you?" I asked him with a smile.

He walked towards the desk and set his briefcase down, "I see you've
made yourself comfortable.  Miss me?"  He started to walk around to
me.  "Stop!" I commanded.  He stopped in his tracks and wasn't quite
sure what to do.  "I've been thinking that it's time you learned a
lesson or two.  I don't like being without sex for a week, without a
hard cock to satisfy me."  He smiled and started to speak.  "Stop!  I
didn't give you permission to talk yet."  He stopped and stood there. 
This was something new for us but I could see from the bulge forming
in his pants that he was excited.

I ran the riding crop up my legs and over my naked pussy.  I held it
in both hands and looked him in the eyes, "Now, undress and let me see
you naked.  Now!"  He watched me and slowly started to undress.  As he
took off his boxers and stood there naked, I looked at his cock,
growing harder by the second.  I told him to walk towards me and told
him to stop just in front of me.  I took the riding crop and skimmed
it over his legs and around his groin.  The tip gently touched his
cock and his cock shivered and flexed, growing harder.  "Hmm, very
nice.  Now, you're going to do just as a say, nod if you understand." 
He nodded slowly.  I slid one leg down to the floor, leaving my legs
wide open so he could see how wet my pussy was.

"I want you to look at my pussy, now.  See how it glistens.  See how
each lip is swollen and wet."  I ran the riding crop over my pussy,
the tip gently slipping just inside.  "I haven't had a cock in a week.
 I haven't had any pussy or any orgasm for a week."  I slipped the
riding crop a little more inside my pussy.  "I'm so wet and so horny. 
Do you want to taste my pussy, Ian?  Do you?"  He nodded.  I took the
riding crop from between my legs and held it up to his mouth, "Lick
it!  Lick my juices off it!"  His tongue was tentative as it came out
of his mouth and touched the riding crop.  "Good boy, Ian.  Very good
boy."

I loved watching him this way.  I could see in his eyes that he was
excited but that he didn't know what I would make him do next.   I
watched him and heard his breathing in the silent room.  "I want you
nice and hard, Ian.  Take your cock in your hands and pump it.  I want
to watch you stroke your hard cock, Ian."  He hesitated.  "Now!" I
commanded and flicked the riding crop on the desk.  Excitement
flickered in his eyes as his hands wrapped around his cock.  I watched
as his hands pumped his cock slowly, the head peeking out from his
hands.  "That's it, Ian.  Oh, yes, that's good, isn't it?"  He nodded
and pumped his cock harder.  "Harder, Ian.  Pump it harder."  I
watched as his cock head got bigger and bigger.  Just when I knew he
was close to cumming, I hit the riding crop on the desk, "Stop!"  He
stopped and looked at me, pain in his face.

"You aren't to cum yet, Ian.  I don't want you to cum yet.  You can
only cum when I tell you to, do you understand?"  He nodded.  "Down on
your knees, Ian."  He dropped his knees.  "Crawl to me, Ian.  Crawl
between my legs."  He crawled slowly towards me.  I stopped him when
his face was inches from my pussy.  I slipped my fingers down between
my legs, opening my pussy lips.  "See how wet I am, Ian.  I'm so wet."
 I slipped my finger inside my pussy and then lifted it to my lips to
lick it clean.  "Mmm, so good."  I ran the riding crop over my pussy
again.   "Do you want to lick me, Ian?  Do you want to put your mouth
over my pussy and eat me?"  He moaned a slight yes.

I opened my legs wider, setting both legs over the arms of the chair. 
"Lick me, Ian, but you can't use your hands.  Only your mouth.  Now,
lick me."  I moaned as I felt his tongue on my pussy lips.  "Mmm,
that's right, Ian.  Slow, Ian.  Lick me slow."  I moaned and felt his
tongue push inside me.  I closed my eyes and leaned back in the chair,
enjoying the feel of his tongue on my pussy.  My body tingled with
pleasure.  I opened my eyes as I felt his fingers on my pussy, opening
me wider.  "I said no hands, Ian!"  I brought the riding crop down
hard on his ass.  I felt him jump and then dive his mouth down harder
on my pussy.  "Oh, so you like that, do you?"  I hit his ass again
with the riding crop.  His tongue was diving furiously into my pussy. 
I struck his ass again with the riding crop.  "That's it, Ian.  Oh,
god, yes!"  I felt my orgasm tear through me.  I hit his ass again and
felt a stronger orgasm hit me.

Ian's mouth sucked my clit as my orgasm subsided.  "Good boy, Ian." 
He knelt there between my legs looking up at me from my pussy, his
face wet and red.  "You liked being whipped on the ass, didn't you? 
You liked it when I hit your ass while you licked me?"  He nodded,
excitement in his eyes.  "Stand up, Ian."  He stood in front of me. 
"Turn around."  He turned and I could see the faint red welts on his
ass from the riding crop.  I kissed one, then the other.  I ran the
riding crop over his ass and between his legs.  "Bend over."  He bent
over the desk and I brought the riding crop down on his ass, spanking
him gently but firmly.  He moaned and I hit him again.

I stood and ran my hand over his red ass.  I slapped him once on one
cheek and then the other.  I leaned into him, whispering in his ear,
"Fuck me, Ian.  I command you to fuck me now, hard."  He grabbed me
and bent me over the desk.  I was excited as he rammed his cock hard
into me from behind.  "Fuck me, Ian!  Fuck me hard, damn it!"  His
cock thrust into me harder and harder each time.  His balls slapped
against me.  His hands grabbed my shoulders and pulled me to him. 
"I'll fuck you!  I'll fuck you so hard!"  He thrust deep inside me and
both of us moaned in orgasm.  His cock stayed hard inside me and he
fucked me again, all the excitement from before keeping his cock hard.
 Sweat dripped from both of us and Ian rammed his cock deep inside me.
 Our orgasms tore through us, nearly ripping our bodies in half.

Afterward, I sat on his lap, content and spent.  He grabbed the riding
crop from the desk, "Next time, I get to see how you like it."
__________
Erotica by Clohi
http://www.eroticabyclohi.com

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