Strip, then put on what is in the box. Turn off the light and lay on the bed. When you hear someone come in, lay face down on the bed.

That was all it said. It didn't sound like Jake at all, he was always so sweet and well spoken. These were orders, something he never gave. Everytime he wanted something he would ask timidly and say 'please' after every sentence. The strict, cold tone of the note both frightened and excited her - after all, wasn't this what she wanted? It had always been a desire, a fantasy, right from when she had begun to masturbate about 15 years ago. She was 28 now and her fantasy of being dominated was about to come true.

She realised with panic that he would be here within 15 minutes and she hadn't fulfilled his demands. Deborah undressed herself, cursing as she fumbled on the small buttons of her blouse. She finally gave up and sat on the bed, holding her head in her hands. She didn't know if she could go through with it anymore. No, she did. Of course she would go through with it, the thought of being dominated was enough to make her wet. More calmed, she finished undressing and caught sight of herself in the mirror as she did.

Thier bedroom seemed different tonight. It was lit only by a few candles that she had added for ambience - not realising he wanted the lights out. She looked different too, younger yet stronger, more of a woman but like a child. She was finally being bold enough to fulfill a life-long dream but she was nervous at the same time. Turning away from her reflection, she opened the box and found white lingerie. She slipped it over her head - it barely covered her pussy and her breasts spilled out of it. She supposed you could call it a dress, but it was made of skimpy, stretchy material. She had never worn this kind of attire and it added to the sense of occasion.

Turn off the light and lay on the bed.

She blew out the candles and was plunged in to darkness. She clung on to the note for a while before setting it down and laying on the bed. She closed her eyes and was almost asleep when she heard the door open. Panicking, she remembered the last command and turned over, dropping the note. All she could here was slow, deliberate breathing. Footsteps started and as they came over to the bed and stopped, and now she understood why he had wanted the lights off. Being in the dark heightened his power, the mystery of the situation. She could feel the fear he was projecting to her and she felt like a young child again.

"Very good," came a voice. She recognised Jake's voice but it wasn't him at the same time - it was a voice of power, a voice of fear. "You will not speak unless I instruct you to. You will not make a sound unless I permit it. Do you understand?"

Was the question giving me permission to speak? Would he be angry if I answered? I was too afraid to answer, but too afraid not to.

"Yes," I said. I waited for..... something. An angry reprimand.. what?

"Yes, what?" He said sharply.

"Yes.. Jake."

"SIR!" He barked. "You will call me Sir!"

"Yes sir," I whispered.

"Good." He said softly, and I relaxed. I heard him moving around in the dark, and then his hands were lifting my chin up and material was being placed around my eyes. He was blindfolding me. The thrill was amazing and I felt myself growing wet. When it was fixed around my eyes I heard the lamp being switched on, and Jake sitting down behind me on the bed.

"Raise yourself on to your knees," he commanded and I did so. The night dress slipped down over my ass and my bare pussy was exposed to him.

"Wet already," he said. "My my you slut, you can barely wait." The word 'slut' stung me and excited me at the same time. All of a sudden a cold hand was pressing hard on my clit, causing me to gasp in shock.

"I said no noise!" He yelled, pinching my clitoris hard. I bit my lip to stop the scream trying to leave me and the metallic taste of blood stung my tongue.

"Good," he said again. His fingers let go of my clitoris and ran smoothly around my soaking slit, dipping in to my vagina. I buried my mouth in to the pillow to stop myself moaning and my hips began to move in rhythm with his fingers, guiding them towards my aching clitoris. He dodged my spot, going near it, painfully near it, but never touching it. Then finally he pressed down hard and I bit down even harder on the pillow. Just as I was about to explode, he withdrew his hand.

He got off the bed, moved over and slid underneath me, pushing my up on to all fours. I heard him undoing his belt and his knees brushed my stomach as he slipped his jeans off. Then his hands were in my hair, guiding my lips to the head of his dick.

"Suck it, bitch." For a moment I felt angry and considered refusing but the sense of excitement was too much. The ache in my clit reached a painful point as I opened my mouth and he slid himself in to my mouth. He moved my head up and down by pulling my hair roughly, sighing and moaning. Then he plunged his cock down my throat and I almost choked as he pushed himself in and out using his hips and my head.

He moved faster and faster, thrusting his hips and pushing my head down hard until finally he came with no warning, grunting and moaning as he shot his load down my throat. I resisted the urge to choke and concentrated on breathing and swallowing his salty cum. When he had finished he let my head drop on to the bed and once again climbed off.

I moved a hand down to my dripping pussy and ran a finger down it, brushing my hard clit. Quick as a flash, Jake's hand came and grabbed mine.

"DID I GIVE YOU PERMISSION TO DO THAT YOU SLUT?" He yelled.

"N-no," I stuttered, shocked at the anger in his voice.

"Hmm.." he said. He sat down on the bed and sighed. "Well you haven't learned yet so... I'll forgive you this time. But next time, I wont be so generous."

I was silent. "Good...you're learning. Now turn on to your back, then turn so your head is where your feet are."

I did as he said, moving 180 degrees around and turning on to my back. He sat at the head of the bed, where my feet were. He then leaned forward and removed my blindfold. I blinked as the light hit my eyes and squinted to see him slowly rubbing his semi-erect dick.

"Watch my eyes." He said. I stared in to his pale blue eyes as he rubbed himself. After a few minutes, he took hold of my ankles and pulled my legs towards him. Laying my ankles on his shoulders, my body slid up at such an angle that he was staring straight in to my wet slit. I grew even wetter watching this, hoping he would soon ease the wanting growing inside me.

"Stare in to my eyes whilst you masturbate," he said suddenly. I hesistated for just a moment before moving my hand down on to my pussy. I covered them in my juices before heading straight for my engorged clitoris, rubbing it hard. I had to slow down to stop myself crying out, wondering if I could restrain myself during an orgasm. After about thirty seconds I had to move away from my clit for fear of screaming and so I fingered myself instead, biting my lip.

I was staring in to his eyes the whole time and I could see the motion of his rubbing getting harder from the corner of my eye. Suddenly, he reached over and took a dildo from his bag, handing it to me.

"Use this." He said, moving his hands back to his hard cock. I was suprised - I had got the impression he didn't approve of sex toys. However, I was too horny to care. I inserted the dildo and it slid through my gathering wetness easily. I bit down as hard as I could while I fucked myself with it, unable to stop myself as I drew nearer to a climax. He was rubbing himself harder and harder as I did and as I climaxed, he grabbed my other hand and began pumping his dick with it. I had no control anymore, I moaned and screamed. In a flash, the dildo was removed from me and he shoved his cock in to my mouth again. I sucked on the head and immediately a shot of hot cum went down my throat. My own orgasm subsided and I concentrated on swallowing his semen once again.

"I told you not to make a sound," he said when he had regained his breath.

"Sorry..." I began, but his hands reached out and twisted my nipples. My eyes watered but I bit my sore lips, drawing blood once again.

"Turn over and get on all fours you whore," he spat bitterly. I couldn't believe how much his viscious words were turning me on. I did as he said eagerly, once again exposing myself to him.

He began carressing my thighs, stroking them softly. He moved on to my pussy, stroking the small triangle of pubic hair, then my lips, then inside. He teased me once again, getting me horny and soaking again. He would rub my clitoris, pinch it gently, then move away again. Some times he pinched too hard for comfort and I would have to stop myself crying out by gripping the sheets or biting my lips.

After a few minutes, he gripped my hips and positioned himself behind me. The tip of his cock rubbed my pussy and I moved back, aching for it to touch my clit. All of a sudden he plunged his whole length in to me and I gritted my teeth to surpress my scream. I moved my hips back and forth as he thrust, increasing his pace until I was near climax. Then he moved his hand over my round ass and on to my clitoris, rubbing hard against it. I exploded, my juices running down his dick and his hand.

He scooped up as much as he could and began rubbing it in to my anus. My fear was growing steadily - he had wanted to try anal but I had been too apprehensive. He eased one finger in to my tight hole and I tried to resist the natural istinct to reject it. His finger was soaked in my own juices and he eased it in to the knuckle slowly, opening me up. He then put a second one in, and a third, lubricating me as well as widening me for his cock.

When he had 4 fingers in, he reached over with his other hand for a tub of vaseline in the drawer and rubbed that inside me too. Then, he took his fingers out and once again held my hips. He guided his throbbing cock to my open anus and pushed the tip against it. My body resisted naturally and tightened painfully over the head.

"Relax," he said sharply. I did so and the pain subsided. He edged himself in, inch by inch, until his 8 inch length was inside me. He then moved himself in and out slowly a few times, getting me used to the feeling. He began stimulating my clit with his fingers as he gradually moved faster. He circled my clitoris then pressed it down, pinched it, rubbed it harder until I came once more. As I did, he moved harder and faster, shooting his third load in to my bowels. His balls slapped against me and my cum once again ran down my thighs.

When we were both finished, he held me and kissed me, stroking my hair.

"I love you," he said in his normal voice. My orgasms had been some of the most powerful I had ever had and I knew Jake had enjoyed himself too. We would be doing it again of course - but for now we lay in each others arms and murmered sweet nothings until we drifted off to sleep.

By Rhianna (requests accepted) rhianna21003@yahoo.co.uk

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