May 28, 2009

New to the Scene

Posted in stories at 12:42 am by littlesubmissions

She pushed him gently down to his knees then wrapped her arm around his head from behind, tugged slightly up on his chin until his back straightened. Let go, nodded her approval to herself, and stepped back. “You know what a safeword is?”

He nodded. “Yes. I say yellow if I need you to slow down, red if I need you to stop.”

“Yes what?”

She smiled at the blush that washed down to his neck from his face. “Sorry, I meant yes ma’am.”

“Good boy.” She started slow with the flogger, working across his back from one side to the other, listening to his his breath grow ragged and watching him shudder. Pausing when he twitched faster and lost control of his breathing, starting again when he calmed, using a little more force, a slightly more painful tool, pushing him slightly further under every time. Finally running a hand along his hot, broken skin and feeling him shudder under her fingertips. “You ok?”

“Yes, ma’am.” He nodded and she smiled down at his suffering.

“Good boy, you remembered. And are you having fun?”

“Yes ma’am. Are you? Having fun I mean.”

Her fingers pushed sweat up from the small of his back, sliding it higher and and then letting the drops slowly reform and start to roll down his skin, tracing themselves along lines of fractured flesh. “Heheh. Yes, I’m having fun. Your little whimpers and moans are making me very happy, and very, very wet.”

“I’ll try to do that more then, ma’am.” He shoved himself back, and forced his back straight as he waited for her to add more pain.

Instead, she walked in front of him, sat down so they were level and gently shook her head. “No, never act for me. I want it all to be real. Never pretend to be in more pain than you really are. Ever. Understand?”

“Yes ma’am. Sorry…” He nodded, then swallowed hard.

“It’s ok. And don’t worry, just be honest and I promise you’ll be whimpering and moaning plenty.” She stood up, walked behind him, and picked up the liquid cane. “Now, tell me about your safewords one more time, and then we’ll see about getting that genuine moaning and whimpering out of you.” She slapped the solid rubber tube against the palm of her hand and winced. “And some sobbing and begging as well, I think…”

Copyright Jerry Jones. Unauthorized use is prohibited.

5 Comments »

  1. mike said,

    SOOO good ! Beautiful detail. Very real feel. Gets me going.
    Thanks.

  2. The Nerd said,

    Delightfully delicious!

  3. littlesubmissions said,

    Thank you both, glad you enjoyed it.

  4. Ferns said,

    Oh, that was lovely, V!

    Ferns

  5. littlesubmissions said,

    Thank you Ferns.


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