Message-ID: <38503asstr$1033081805@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <karinthiarose@hotmail.com> From: "K" <karinthiarose@hotmail.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-Priority: 3 X-MSMail-Priority: Normal X-MimeOLE: Produced By Microsoft MimeOLE V6.00.2800.1106 X-Original-Message-ID: <OE32p4hZDnrasn3c6xp00004fde@hotmail.com> X-OriginalArrivalTime: 26 Sep 2002 19:26:02.0195 (UTC) FILETIME=[8CD14230:01C26592] X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Thu, 26 Sep 2002 13:25:43 -0700 Subject: {ASSM} The Nice Guy part seven (FM, fmdom, d/s) Date: Thu, 26 Sep 2002 19:10:05 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2002/38503> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: kelly, hecate This belongs to Karinthia. Do not post anywhere without permission. karinthiarose@hotmail.com The Nice Guy Part Seven * * * The next morning while wiggling uncomfortably in his chair at work, Jimmylong's mind was feverishly circling around the one statement his Miss had teased him with last night. How was he supposed to earn the privilege of making love to her?! Did it take being pleasant all the time? Rubbing her feet? Finishing the basement? Strutting thru the halls of the campus with no clothes on?! The thought of finally lying between her long legs and having them wrapped around his waist while he made love to her was enough to make his pants tent and mouth water. Somehow, he managed to make it thru the day, barking out orders to his men and feeling more contentment than he ever had before. He had thought about what she had said while she 'punished' him and it really did make sense the longer he thought about it. He DID want that kind of relationship with her and it made him happy just to do things to please her. It didn't make him any less the man. It just made him less of a man to her. With that simple reasoning, everything fell into place for him and he found himself whistling and smiling, even when his cock rose in absolute frustration. Some time passed as they both fell into a routine of sorts. Jimmylongs would work hard all week long on the school's projects so he could devote his weekends to Miss and the spare room she wanted built. When Miss caught jimmylongs looking at her quizzically over his shoulder when he was working on the spare room, she realized that he had noticed their lack of playtime. She hadn't taken him down in more than a week and she could feel the hunger in them both start to build up all over again. She had vowed to herself that the next time they played, it would be hard, take forever to finish and would happen in the very place jimmylongs was building for her. Until then, she was keeping them both on a short leash. Jimmylongs was under orders to not touch himself and so far he was hanging on by a very thin thread. Three days later the weekend arrived and jimmylongs was due to arrive any time to nail the last bit of wood into place. There was still the painting to do and niceties to put in place, but the walls were up and they were sound. To celebrate and prepare, Miss bought wine and rented two of the hottest straight erotica movies there were out there. She wanted to set a scene that would lead him RIGHT where she wanted him. When she found herself fingering the toys she planned on using, she knew that her time was running out. She needed her boy. When jimmylongs arrived at Miss's house on Friday night, he had a small satchel in one hand. Shaving gear and a few necessities had been shoved inside it quickly. This was the first time Miss had ordered him to appear at her house with the knowledge that he would be staying the weekend. After all they had been through - Hell, after all the things she had made him do, he still was as nervous as anything over what this could all mean. Was she letting him take another step deeper in to her life? Had he passed some invisible test? The thought that got to him, tho, was finally.. Finally being able to make love to her and then holding her close to him as they both fell asleep. No more trying to find the keyhole in his car late at night. No more crawling into his lonely bed when he got home. With his heart simply sighing, he never wanted to leave her side again. The very minute jimmylongs stepped into the house, he could feel the tension in the air. Miss walked out into the living room, carrying a bottle of wine and two glasses. She was dressed to kill. A black, tight catsuit that hugged every curve of her body was lightly covered up by a gray gauze material shirt that reached her knees. At the end of her, as he was starting to expect, a pair of heels that had one simple strap across her foot to keep it on. How the h*ll she walked in them he couldn't fathom, but jezuzhxst, with her natural bearing, she looked d*mn good in them! Just the sight of them and the memory of that first night was enough to make him drool in anticipation. Miss walked up to him, wine glasses still in hand and kissed him. HOT and hungry, their mouths slanted. It had been far far too long since they'd played, they both thought simultaneously. "Off with your clothes, my jimmylongs. Put them in your bag and we'll deal with them later. This weekend your little ass is mine!" she said before hungrily kissing him again. She couldn't wait to start this thing, but she counseled herself to patience. She couldn't appear to be the overeager one. That was HIS place. Jimmylongs worked his clothing off, piece by piece, with Miss looking on. He was starting to get used to that too. Didn't stop the blush from covering half his body, though. "Go finish the last bit of work in the spare room, jimmylongs and then we'll start the celebration" Miss ordered him. Half an hour later, jimmylongs walked back up the stairs and could distinctly hear a couple making love! "WTF!" he thought as he raced towards the sound. If he found Miss and some other man . before he could finish that thought, he realized that it was only Miss sitting in front of the television watching a movie. In it, a man was making love to a woman and from the sounds the couple were making, he was doing something VERY right. Instead of making his presence known, jimmylongs simply stood in the doorway watching his Miss, watching the screen. The sounds coming from the television only seemed to intensify the feelings he himself was having. The only thing he had been dreaming of lately was to make love to his Miss and there she was watching the very same thing when she could be having it right here and right now with him! Turning his eyes to the screen for a minute, he could see this bear of a man plowing into this blond slip of a girl. Slipping in and out of her on a four poster bed that only served to reminded jimmylongs of the promise Miss had made to let him make love to her in HER four poster bed. Jimmylongs hand dipped a little lower as he imagined how it would be. On the screen, the woman had begun her climb to her peak. Her voice rose as her moans gathered. The man braced himself with both hands on either side of her and started to buck harder. Miss, her hand between her legs, wasn't seeing the couple on the screen. She was seeing jimmylongs locked below. Her fingers strummed a little quicker, imagining all those lovely toys finally being tried out on her boy. With her head leaning back against the top of the couch, she came. Shuddering, fingers drenched, she came with the thought of that little man, yet again. When she opened her eyes, jimmylongs was kneeling at her feet with such an expression of want on his face that she was struck mute. With his head bowed questioningly.. he placed his lips to her feet. "Please, Miss - what do I need to do to earn the privilege of making love to you? I'm dying with want. It's all I can think about now. Please, Miss, Please tell me what it is that you want. I'll pay whatever it is. Please?" he asked boyishly before going back to lap at the top of her feet. When she felt his tongue wrap around the heel of her shoe and felt his shudder, she turned the crank a little bit higher. "Sit up straight, my jimmylongs and put your hands behind your head" she commanded. When his was kneeling there straight and tall, with his hands locked in place, she put one heeled foot between his legs. With her sharp point riding the ridge of his balls, she pushed the flat of her shoe against the length of his cock. "Would you do anything, jimmylongs? Truly do anything to earn the right to make love to me?" she asked evilly as she pushed the heel harder against him. She could feel him bulging under it. "Ghodyesmiss! Anything. Please don't tease me anymore. Set me a task and I' ll do it. Tell me what it is you want and even if I have to go to the moon to get it, I will. Swear to ghod, I won't fail you" he said in growing need. Her foot was starting to slip on the dribbage her boy was putting out. "I'll give you one chance, pet" she said warningly. "I'm going to make you work hard for my favor, but if you succeed, oh if you succeed, my jimmylongs, you can lie between my legs and make love to me all night long. Is that what you want, pet? Is it?" she asked one last time. With the muscles in his arms quivering with the need to grab her foot and press it harder against himself, jimmylongs swallowed and simply nodded. "Okay, pet. Stand up" she said. When he did, she ordered him to go into her bedroom and get the leash and cockring lying on her bed. The minute he left the room to do her bidding, her arms wrapped around herself to stop the excitement and euphoria from leaking out. She never ever expected the taking of this nice guy to go to such hot, exciting places! Oh, the lust she felt now was hard to contain, but contain it she must till she had him safely locked into place. She was not going to risk ruining a moment of this! Meanwhile, in her bedroom, jimmylongs had the first opportunity to look at the backdrop to all of his nighttime fantasies. His eyes went to the big four poster bed that dominated the room. To the pillows piled at the top of it, to the white eyelet coverlet, to the nightie that was lying abandoned at the foot of it. Ghod.. Before he realized just what trouble his hand was about to get into, the nightie was sliding thru his fingers and brought up to brush slowly against his face. So soft and sexy. When he brought it closer still to his nose, he realized he could still smell her in it. He knew he would never be able to forget her scent. With the long trails of the material brushing against his nude body, his eyes centered on the bed and all he could see was her lying there in that very nightie. Of him getting tangled in it. Smoothing it over her hips and finding her with his mouth. Ohghod.. with a wrench, jimmylongs found the leash and cockring that had been lying under the nightie and ran out of the room. If he had stayed in there one more moment, he would have pooled himself on her coverlet. With jimmylongs standing right in front of her, Miss put the cockring and leash on him. He had never seen anything like it before, so his head was moving around trying to see what she was doing. She decided the best thing to do was show him what it was for. She stood up and walked him around the room. Where she went, he was forced to follow. "That's very good, my jimmylongs! See, there is nothing to it and by the by - when you're hard like that, it's quite difficult for me to stop you from moving. I like the way it looks on you" she said as she gave him a playful sharp tug. "Now, on all fours, pet. We're going to go down in the basement and from now on, when we go down there, you WILL be on all fours. In position and ready to kiss my heels like you always seem to be so ready to do. Do you understand me?". She laughed. " I guess you do, as you just dripped onto the carpet" Jimmylongs had never felt so .. doggish in his entire life. The humiliation at having his cock leashed to his Miss's hand was extreme. Underneath it though, there was electricity, an awareness of himself that was felt no other time than when he was sitting square in his Miss's whim. He felt his Miss slip the leash down under his belly and up thru his legs. With a little tug of the leash, she told him to clean up the mess he just made, so they could go downstairs. Ohghod.. the only thought he that made it to the surface of his jumbled thoughts was this was a moment that underlined his status. Never before had his place in their relationship been so clearly defined. Slowly he lowered his head towards the spot he had dripped at. He had came in his hand before and tasted it once late in the night, but it had been when the hunger for ghodknowswhat had struck him hard. Not in front of a woman's whose opinion his cherished. Just do it and get it over with, he thought to himself. With his face crinkled in worry and disgust, jimmylongs stuck out his tongue and dabbed at the mess. Miss couldn't help but smile at the face he made. "If only she had the camera ready", she thought with a wicked laugh. "That's my pet. Thank you. Wouldn't do to come back later and find out it stained the carpet, would it? Let's go now". she said as she tugged his cockleash. Jimmylongs took his time going down the stairs. He had never had to do anything like this before and knowing that Miss walking behind him had a prime view of his ass wiggling as they went down step by step caused him to be hypersensitive to his body's movements. When they reached the bottom of the stairs, Miss took the end of the leash she held and clipped it to a ring waiting at the end of the stairwell. Just that simple action was enough to humiliate him further. To be leashed like a pet that might wander off was something he had never thought to experience.. but.. kneeling there quietly waiting for her to return caused a warm glow to spread within his chest. The simple fact that she cared enough to ensure that didn't happen, that he didn't get "lost", made him feel doubly treasured Miss returned to find a very content man kneeling in wait of her. When she knelt in front of him and placed a blindfold over his eyes, there was no struggle. Just acceptance that she had the authority to do as she would with him. This simple proof of his trust was enough to make her hesitate for one brief moment and pull him close to her. This man who had come so far in so short a time had found the key to her heart by his very naivety and trust. With a very quiet murmur of "Follow me this time" she led him by the leash around the basement. Going from one spot to the next, not allowing him any time to get his bearings before she made him move again. She wanted him to be totally disoriented. At one time, just to see how he reacted, she had him climb onto the spanking bench so she could play with him. Not locked in place, no straps to hold him. Only his own willingness to obey kept him firmly in place while she stroked his cock to full attention. Two minutes later, they were off again. This time, to stop in front of a slightly mutated St Andrew's Cross made of wood that she fondly called "the stand" "Stand up, pet" she told him. When he stood up, she could see the dirt on his knees. Could see his cock jutting in front of him. His arms were loose at his sides and his hands were open and not clenched tightly like they had been before when they played. He 'd accepted, she realized. No more battles, no more denying what he was to her. There was just one last thing to do at the end of this night, she decided. One last step to ensure his status and continual feeling of being owned. Her hands guided him into place up and onto the stand. She spread his arms away from his body slightly and buckled them into place, then knelt there and secured his feet and legs. He could feel the straps going across his thighs, could feel the bands tightening around his ankles. He was stretched out, exposed with no way of knowing even where he was in the basement.. But the worst was not seeing his Miss. "Miss?" he asked questioningly, seeking assurance that all was still okay. "Hush, my goodboy. The night has just started for you. I'm going to give you a few minutes to get use to your surrounds and I'll be back soon. Don't call out unless it's for something very important. Do you understand me?" she asked him as she started to walk away. Just hearing her heels on the hard cement walking away sent his heart into a panic. Leave him here? Alone? "Miss, please. " "You said you would do anything to earn the right to make love to me, Jim. Prove it to me now. I'll be back very shortly. Now be a good boy and say 'Yes, Miss'. That is all I want from you right now" With a sigh that reverberated thorough the whole room, jimmylongs replied as she wished him to. "Yes, Miss". He heard her heels clicking up the stairs. With the silence that followed, he had never felt so alone in his entire life. Just hearing her voice was enough to fill his world. Didn't take pretty sights, it just took her. Miss sat at the top of the steps with her shoes in hand and watched her boy' s head cock to one side listening for her return. She could see the moment when he realized she was going to make him wait and saw his head droop a bit. She allowed an eternity of moments to go by before she put her shoes back on and walked down the stairs. She could see his head lift. Could see the smile that crossed his face and knew that tonight was going to be the roughest one they'd shared yet. She was going to be mean and cruel and terribly unjust, just so she could see what he was made of. This one night would set the tone for the rest of their lives together and she was determined that it was going to be to her standards. When she stood in front of him, she could see his body arching off the stand to try and get close to her. Her perfume swirled around him and she could see it's affect as his cock rose to attention. Oh, what fun she was going to have putting this boy of hers in line. With a purr, she leaned in closer to him, till just the tips of her breasts touched his chest. With her lips dancing close to his, she asked him if he missed her. "Yes, Miss.. Yes, don't leave me again. Do whatever it is you need to, but don't leave me again! The silence is too much after you've gone. Please?" "Oh, poor baby! I hadn't thought of that! Well, I do have something to fix that problem - now, where did I put it?" she mused pretendingly. Everything she needed for this night's adventure was stored in a little bag hanging by a hook on the back of the stand. Grabbing the headphones that were waiting, she stood flush against him, with her chest rubbing his and put them on his head. From a small little microphone dangling from the set, she could simply push a button and talk directly to him. Otherwise, all he heard was silence. She could filter in anything she wished; music, chanting, screams or even more sex scenes from that video.. at that thought, she paused and decided that was exactly what she was going to do. "Miss??" She pushed the button on the microphone and told him it was okay. She was just giving him something to listen to while he whiled away the time. With that, she let the microphone fall to his chest and kissed him. Her arms around his neck, her body pressed against his. He felt the cold of the latex she wore and it only seemed to accent his own state of undress. It didn't take her long to work him to near frenzy. It had been awhile since she had touched him this way and he was hungry for her. When her lips gently pulled away from his, his searched for hers blindly. When she stepped away from him, his arms bulged with the effort of dragging her back. "Miss? Miss! Don't go. Please don't go!" This time, he couldn't even hear her heels clicking as they walked across the floor. Was she there? Had she left? Or was she just waiting to see how he would react? He struggled and strained to hear her, but the headphones blocked out any noise. How long he stood in the stand wondering, he couldn't tell. Time was starting to slip on him as his mind raced and then slowed down. Miss, meanwhile, was setting up the feed, so jimmylongs could again hear the sounds of the couple making love. It didn't take her but a trice to get it organized and turn the sound low. She wanted jimmylongs to have to strain to hear it. By the time she made it down the stairs, she could see his head cocked to one side and his cock at full mast. He was hearing them all right. He was also starting to moan quite loudly with his lack of perception. Ghod, this was hot. There he stood in all his glory, aroused beyond belief, just because he was desperate to get in her pants, Miss laughed to herself. In a moment of complete honesty, she wouldn't mind him earning that right herself. She wanted to know what it was like to have jimmylongs between her legs. She stood there watching jimmylongs twist and turn and with each moan he let out, she got hotter. Putting the vibrator between her legs, she realized by the time this night was over, she was going to be raw. -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: <ckought69@hotmail.com> | | FAQ: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/faq.html> Moderator: <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d, look for subject {ASSD}| |Archive at <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org> Hosted by <http://www.asstr-mirror.org> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+