Lessons Learned (2/2)

[via sexisnottheenemy]

Lesson #2: The Optimist

"Well, what are you doing?" you smirk as he insinuates his hand underneath your skirt and pushes hard in between your cheeks.

"This isn't going to work if you top me topping you."

"Right. OK. Sorry. I'll stop."

Blindfold. On your hands and knees. Skirt lifted up. Spank.

"Is this what you want?"

Gulp. "Yes."

"Yes what?"

Cringe. "Yes, sir."

"What exactly is it that you want?"

You can't bring yourself to speak. More spanks.

"...I want to be... dominated by you. Sir."

"I don't think I'm convinced."

You have to say it again? You can't tell whether you feel like growling, hiccuping, cursing, or bursting into giggles.

"I want to be dominated by you, sir." Big grin.

Blindfold off. You're back upright, sitting with your legs folded. He takes your face in his hands. The tough guy act is all gone now.

"Do you really want to do this?"

Pause. "Every time," you respond, "I have to call you 'sir,' I hate myself just a little bit."

"Really?!" He's very sweet about it. Talks about it with you. During the next comfortable silence, you unsnap the collar from around your neck.

"I think this will look better on you," you smile, putting it on him. The black leather does contrast wonderfully with his pale skin.

"...I think I know what I feel like now."

Don't try and make yourself do something when you don't want to do it. Take charge when needed. Above all, do not be afraid, because you've nothing to be afraid of.

"What?"

"Topping you."

"Oh. Good! Because I'm actually more in a bottomy mood."

Giggle. Hug - arms around his shoulders, pulling him to you. "You should have said something... but then that's the trouble with bottoms, you never ask for anything..."

You retrieve the blindfold and place it on him, your fingers clumsily navigating the elastic.

"Lay face down on the bed."

He does. He looks so pretty. Push his plain white T-shirt up, scratch down his back. Admire the pretty pink welts that start to prickle on his skin.

Pants off. Caress his ass, slowly. Indulgently. Spank. No warnings.

The silence folds over you uncomfortably, so you ask him questions. Voice low, almost meditative. You feel yourself slipping into... what? A role? A state of mind? You're not sure. But you ask him questions. You laugh. The only command you issue to him is "say 'yes', not 'mmmhmm.'"

Hands and knees, now. That's better, it's easier to swing your hand this way. Hard spanks, switching from one cheek to the other, flattening your palm. Alternating between smacking him and reaching down, fondling his cock and balls. Pressing your finger against his covered asshole, stroking, listening to him gasp, watching his body tremble.

"Has anyone ever sat on your face before?"

"No..."

"Would you like to try it?"

"Yes."

Pull off your underwear and keep on the lime-green miniskirt. Straddle his face and push your clit into his mouth, and he starts licking, oh yes, good boy. Steady yourself against the wall with one hand.

"C-can I please touch myself?"

"Yes." Too lenient? Maybe.

You rock gently in and out of his mouth as he licks and sucks you tirelessly, oh god, it's been too long, it is so good.

Mmm. Lift yourself wordlessly off him and he stops touching himself. Didn't come. Good. That he shouldn't come before you let him should be an unspoken rule, of course.

Catch your breath. Boxers off, now.

You rub lube onto your hands and start jerking and rubbing his cock. It is honestly quite beautiful: long and dark pink. Abandon it. Spread his legs apart and rub his hole, one finger, two, start fingerfucking him.

"Can I touch myself?"

"No."

Slide the little buttplug in. And then start jerking him off in earnest.

"I'm going to... I can't hold back..."

"Well, don't," you say, and he comes all over his belly.

Smile. Wipe your hands off as he lays there, all angular hips and skinny abdomen with the come all over it, T-shirt pushed up, black collar & blindfold still on, still half-hard. Pretty as a picture.

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