Part Two – Lessons learned on both sides.
I actually have to stifle a groan when she removes her hand from my balls. She actually clouded my mind enough with lust that I was expecting more action than that. The slap to my ass that follows as she tells me ‘down boy’ takes me by surprise and a bloody wussy little yelp jumps out of me. Seems she’s learned the art of suspense from our time together, didn’t see that coming. Didn’t expect the strength behind it either. She definitely has her slayer strength back!
“Now that your bottom is nicely warmed up I think we’ll move on to the paddle shall we.”
I’d never have expected this but my instinct is to say ‘no thanks’. Her hand actually did a good job and I’m not over anxious to see what she can do with the paddle. This is one of the good (and potentially also bad) things about playing these games with a slayer. Although vampire females are strong they could never really lay it on hard enough to test my limits. Slayers are naturally stronger than vampires so I know she can really give me a seeing to! In more ways than one!
“Well?” she questions. “What do you think? Should we move on to the paddle?”
I know it’s a question with a set answer and I give it like the pussy whipped little bitch I’m starting to feel like.
“Yes Mistress, if it pleases you.”
“Good boy.” She says, simultaneously bringing the paddle down with a loud thwack on my naked arse.
Holy bloody hell! The paddle she’s brought out is the reasonably thin one with holes drilled into it. They reduce air resistance so the recipient i.e. me gets the full force of the blow and also the full sting and thud. I manage not to make a sound but I can’t help wondering how long that will last.
Evidently Buffy is attempting to get noise out of me as quickly as possible as she delivers a rain of furious blows to my ass. I squirm and shift as she paddles me hard. I even briefly consider crying out just to get a wee break from it but I’m probably more stubborn than she is with this kind of thing. No way I’ll let her know this actually hurts if I can help it.
Then I realise that I don’t actually need to make a sound. The more I squirm the stronger the smell of her arousal grows. She knows that I’m feeling it and she is loving it. Could be I’ve unleashed a monster here, and for God’s sake when the HELL is she going to get tired?
It’s when she stops that I start to feel the effects even more, my whole ass is blazing and it’s getting hotter by the second. My hand twitches as I fight the urge to reach back and rub my injured flesh. Needless to say, she sees the movement.
“Uh-oh. I wouldn’t do that if I were you Spikey boy. No touching. Now, roll over onto your back I want to see how your cock is getting on.”
Erm, a lot harder thanks to that kind of remark thank you very much.
I do as I’m told and roll over. Having been confined beneath my body my dick takes its first opportunity to bob up easily. During the paddling my mind had been on my arse in the main with the swelling of my dick kind of hovering in the background, just out of full consciousness. Now though, although I’m very aware of my flaming ass making contact with the sheets I am doubly aware of the still ongoing rush of blood to my nethers.
“Hmm.” She muses, reaching out and running her hand up the shaft before gripping it just below the head.
A stifled groan escapes me at the feel of her hot hand squeezing me and I fight to keep my hips down again. She pulls back the foreskin and her thumb flicks over the head.
“Looks quite uncomfortable for you.” She says. “Y’know, given that it’s not going to get much use for quite a while. Well, maybe it’ll get use but definitely no chance of relieving it’s ‘tension’.”
The last word is accompanied by another squeeze and flick move that makes me wonder why the hell I decided to sign up for this torture. Her eyes lock on to mine and she quirks an eyebrow at me. Suddenly I’m fighting my demon. This is a Slayer that I’m playing puppy dog too! I should be wiping that cocky look off her face by throwing her down and fucking the shit out of her before draining her dryer than the Sahara.
I get it under control though. My demon can be useful to me when I need to stay hard faced and stern in a reversed position, but now is not the time to listen to it. She obviously notices something in my face though.
“Something wrong Spikey?” she asks in sickly sweet tones. “You having the urge to question me or maybe even to resist?”
She smacks the paddle against her palm as she speaks. “Do I need to remind you again of your position here right now?”
“No Mistress.” I say as submissively as I can; still conscious of keeping my demon down.
“Correct answer.” She says. “Now be a good boy and put your hands up over your head.”
I comply and feel my cock grow harder even though I didn’t think that was possible.
“We’re going to test your control.” She announces, obviously still taking leads from sessions I have had with her in the past; not that that is a problem, her Domme routine is definitely pushing my buttons, and my demons buttons but I’m fairly certain he’s under control. “Your hands will remain exactly where they are until I tell you you can move them. Do you understand?”
“Yes Ma’am.” I answer, wondering what she has planned. I don’t have to wait too long to find out.
She climbs onto the bed and straddles one of my thighs. She yanks her panties to the side so that it is her shaven pussy that makes contact with my leg as she brings her mouth down to mine. A short kiss is all she gives me before pulling her head back up to speak. Her proximity to my aroused cock and the feel of her pussy settling against my thigh takes my arousal up a good couple more notches. A sudden rush of yet more blood to my nether regions prompts my mind to blank out for a second and I hear myself growl as I lift my head to capture her lips before she gets too far away. Maybe Mr Demon isn’t so far under control.
Pulling back eventually from my kiss she lands me a stinging slap across the face.
“That was not allowed!” she says, anger simmering in her darkening green eyes.
“Din’t move my hands.” I say wiggling my fingers and placing my tongue behind my teeth as I look up at her. Now the demon and the man are both in force, and both want to take things quickly to their natural conclusion. Yeah, yeah I know how great this dominance submission thing can be but we can surely get back to that once we’ve both gotten a ‘happy’ and if she’d just let me kiss her I could quickly get her so hot she’d be agreeing with me completely. What can I say; patience has never been one of my virtues!
Her eyes narrow at my cheekiness.
“You do not just reach out and take what you want. I know you know better than that.”
Evidently my face still carries a trace of my lustful intentions and mild amusement at pushing her. When she speaks again it is accompanied by a sharp twist of my right nipple which makes me yelp.
“You had better start taking this seriously, slave.”
I open my mouth to say that I will when she pinches the other nipple equally as hard. My hands shoot down by pure instinct to grip her wrists.
“Spike.” She says, her voice sounds enticingly like a royally brassed off school teacher. The tone brings back awareness of my throbbing cock again even as she continues to twist hard at my nipples.
“O.k., o.k.” I concede, wincing and forcing my hands back to their position above my head. “I’m taking it seriously. I’ll behave.”
“Oh I know you will.” She says giving each nipple a final cruel tweak. “Now back to testing your control, even though you’ve just blatantly proved to me that you have none at all. Let’s see if you can’t impress me.”
I fight not to groan as she begins to grind her pussy against my thigh. Her slippery wetness sliding rhythmically against me as her breathing deepens. She slides a little lower and brings her mouth to my throat. Kissing and nibbling as she begins to pant a little, humping my leg faster now.
A shiver runs through me when a throaty moan escapes her just as she nips my neck with her teeth. She knows exactly what she is doing to me. Having to lie here motionless while the sexiest woman alive humps herself silly on top of me, that’s definitely a test of control.
“Don’t think I’m going to let you get away with moving your hands either.” She startles me my breathing this into my ear. “You will be punished, I promise you. Right now though, I have a little itch I’m in the process of scratching and you’ll just have to wait until it’s dealt with.”
I groan again as she moves her pussy back up my thigh and props herself up on her arms looming over the top of me. Her hip is brushing my cock with every movement she makes and her breasts are dangling oh so temptingly above me. Seeing where my gaze is transfixed she seems to decide to show me a little mercy. Lowering herself to rest on her lower arms she brings her breast to my mouth.
I should have known better. Just as my tongue is about to reach out and lick the tantalising bud of her nipple she moves it out of my reach. I’m not certain if it’s just her gyrations or whether she did it on purpose so I reach my tongue out yet again, straining to keep my head down on the pillow.
I’m almost there when she pulls back again, a smirk on her lips.
“Oh, what’s wrong?” she questions. “Did I take away something you wanted?”
I don’t have a chance to answer – which is probably just as well - as her hips start to move in a much harsher rhythm. Her pants becoming yells as she throws her head back. Her clit is grinding against my hip as she screams out her release. The sight of her, eyes closed in ecstasy, cheeks flushed, hips bearing down on me is almost too much.
If there is any thought behind my next action it could only be that she’ll never notice or care about what I’m doing while she’s yelling out her release. In reality though, I just can’t stop myself contributing to her euphoric state. I reach up and fondle one breast while taking the other in my mouth, biting lightly at her nipple.
Riding out the last of her orgasm I realise that I underestimated what she was capable of noticing. Although my actions have drawn out her release she’s still able, whilst crying out her rapture to twist and yank at my abused nipples again.
Her action immediately stops me in my tracks and I put my hands back where they were. It was a momentary lapse but I kind of proved the point that I can make her hotter when I’m allowed to touch her, at least if her increased moaning is anything to go by. I know Buffy, a good old turn her knees to jelly orgasm always manages to throw her off a bitchy track. When she collapses on top of me, slowing her breathing I’m confident she won’t really remember how pissed she was.
That thought is banished however when she quickly sits back up with a look of pure rage on her face. My own face changes from a look of complete cockiness to one of worry and confusion as she speaks.
“I told you to take this seriously, Goddamn you.” She storms. “I’m supposed to just take my pleasure from any part of your body in any way that I wish. If I tell you to do nothing that’s exactly the way it should go. This isn’t a joke Spike.”
She’s means it. I can tell. I need to get a grip on myself and start playing the subbie properly before I stuff this all up. I must have been the Master too long, I’m obviously having trouble getting into subspace properly or I’d have left my hands down and not kept pushing my luck with her.
C’mon you bloody prat, stop treating it as a game, she’s new to this side and she’s actually doing well. If I don’t sort myself out I’ll completely undermine her confidence in controlling me and that could well lead to undermining her non game-playing self belief. After how far we’ve come lately I do not want that to happen.
A little self-doubt of my own creeps in. We’re beyond it being a simple case of me acting the submissive; we’ve been doing this too long now. I need to actually let go and feel it. What if I can’t do this? What if I can’t be truly submissive to her and I end up undoing all of our progress?
“If you can’t get on board here,” She says, breaking me out of my reverie. “I’ll stop this altogether and leave. Just tell me now if you don’t want to continue. It’s your decision.”
TBC……………What will Spike decide – will it be beneficial to either of them? Lemme know if you wanna know :-P
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05/18/17 04:16 am
pj! I remember wishing one of your stories would be finished seriously about a decade ago. Amazing. I just tried an old password I used to use and amazingly got in too. Memories!
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03/20/17 01:20 am
10 yrs later, i finally rem my username and password. Pari, you rock. Hope you are well.
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08/31/16 03:43 pm
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