My Experience with My Dominant Girlfriend: Fourth Chapter
The upcoming four weeks were entertaining when it came to our dates. We had a night hike, visited some museums, and even had a couples' outing. Although nothing sexual occurred other than kissing, on our overnight hike, I went down on her and made her orgasm. Unfortunately, she then turned over and said goodnight. Needless to say, I barely slept that night.
As desperation wrapped its clutches around me, she was well aware. She'd occasionally brush her hand against my butt or my penis. I knew it was deliberate because she'd sometimes grin at me afterward and ask, "Sticking to your promise, huh?" I'd answer yes. In actuality, I hadn't touched myself. I was seeping copious amounts of pre-cum daily, but I hadn't touched myself. By the end of four weeks, I was certain to experience a wet dream. I prayed for one, desperate for some relief.
One evening in her apartment, she said it was finally time to release the tension. After we finished dinner, we sat on the couch to watch a movie.
"You've been honest about not touching yourself John," she said. Then, she snuggled up to me and whispered in my ear. "I'd like to help you cum tonight. Let go of those pent-up feelings." Her voice had a very maternal quality, which was strange, but now, I loved it because of my desperation. "Would you like me to do that? To assist with your release?"
"Oh my goodness, you have no idea!" I exclaimed. She smiled as she heard my excitement.
"Good boy. How has it been not jerking off?"
"Really hard!" I then explained how it had been a struggle. She stroked my head and rubbed my thigh as I told her. I was hard as a rock.
"Aww, my baby boy. It's been tough for you. I want you to text me if you ever have a wet dream, okay? As for not masturbating, this is why I suggested chastity cages. They might seem ridiculous, but they really can help. You can't get hard in them, making it much less tempting."
"I did read about them," I said. "I'm a little scared to try, though. I think it might be painful during the night. And I don't think I'd want to squat over the toilet to pee!" We both chuckled a little.
"I get it. We can talk about it more later. For now, I think my sweetie needs a release." And with that, she told me to undress. I assumed she wanted me to head to her room and get into the all-fours position like the previous times, but this time, we remained on her couch with the movie paused.
Standing in front of her, completely naked, I marveled at her perfect body, which I rarely got to observe.
"You're rock hard, little one. Let's see if you can cum without any touch." She directed me to get on my knees. She headed to the bedroom and returned with a few items: lube, a dildo similar to the one she initially used on me, and what seemed to be her underwear. She shoved the thong into my nose.
"Breathe in John. Smell my pussy. I wore these yesterday and worked out in them last night, just before I masturbated." Instinctively, I reached for my dick to stroke it. If I had stroked it a few times, I'd probably have cum on the spot, but just before my hand could touch it, I felt a painful slap across my face. I let out a small cry of pain.
"No touching until I tell you!" she barked. "Do you understand, John? Would you like me to stop this, John?"
"No! I'm sorry. I forgot. I'm sorry." Shame washed over me as I accepted the painful punishment. I thought it was odd I'd accept such treatment from a woman, but I couldn't deny the pleasure when she fondled my ass and thigh.
"I understand you haven't cum in a month. I know you're anxious. But obey me. She then told me to turn around and put my hands on the coffee table facing the TV, with my ass facing her. She donned her gloves and slowly inserted her finger into me. Just like the first time, it pinched a little, but then felt incredible as she slid the tiny dildo and pushed past what felt like a barrier inside me. I've never experienced such exquisite pleasure. She slowly moved the dildo in and out. I couldn't help but moan.
"Well done, good boy John. I can tell you relish having this inside your ass. And my lord, look at all the fluid you're producing! I'm proud of you, little one."
I didn't enjoy it when she'd call me "little one," but when I was in this state - they call it subspace, I guess? - it was both alluring and reassuring. I glanced down to see what she'd been going on about. I could see a trail of precum flowing off my penis onto the coffee table. A long string connected my dick to the table. There was at least a teaspoonful underneath. It sent shivers down my spine.
"Are you a little ass whore, John?'
"Mmm...fuck yes."
I remained in this position for another few minutes until she instructed me to turn around.
"Okay, John. I want you to sit on the couch next to me. Lean all the way back and spread your legs. Put your feet on the coffee table." I did as ordered and she sat beside me, still in her jeans and blouse.
"Now, lift your knees to your shoulders." This time I felt even more exposed and humiliated, having to face her directly. This was a departure from our normal routine. Then she jammed the dildo back into me as I held my knees as high as possible. I felt incredibly self-conscious, but the dildo felt so good and I was on the cusp of orgasm. It's hard to explain, but I could feel the irresistible tingle at the end of my dick, like I could cum at any moment...even without anything touching it, I felt like this was my permanent state.
"Is this nice, John? I'm about to do something really good for you, reward you for not touching yourself for a whole month!" Her voice was so sincere but somehow disdainful, too. I didn't feel like she was talking down to me. Instead, I felt like she was proud of me, and that's what made me enjoy it.
She unbuttoned her blouse and unfastened her bra. Her perfectly perky tits were bared for my eyes. Her nipples were rock hard.
"Here you go, darling. I wanted to give my good boy a special present. Help you get those stubborn ejaculates out, right?"
"Yes! So much."
"Good boy. Now, say what?"
"Thank you. So much."
"Good boy. Thank you, ma'am. That's what you say."
"Thank you, ma'am." I repeated dutifully, if awkwardly. But at the time, I'd have said anything.
"I admire you, John, staying away from your pussy when it was so close from now on, it's ma'am." She had two fingers and she started lightly rubbing me while pushing the dildo into me with the other. I couldn't look away from her breasts.
"This small penis is so weak, John. Does my two fingers feel really great?!?"
"Yes ma'am. Very much!"
"Do you want to cum in front of me??"
"Yes ma'am."
"How bad?" And as she touched on my dick, she squeezed slightly harder and stroked faster. I couldn't imagine coming at any moment. I couldn't fathom how good it felt. Suddenly she ceased her caresses. My dick released the dildo and her hand was gone.
"John, are you willing to do something for me? You'll probably not enjoy it."
I wanted to scream "yes, yes I'm game for anything!" but in that instant I felt like I might really come.
"Yes ma'am, I'm willing,"
"Will you wear a cage for a few weeks? I just want to see what it's like."
"Yes, ma'am."
Right then and then...I felt like a fool. I was ready. I'd do anything.
"John, do you desire to get my cum out?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Say it out loud."
"I want to cum, ma'am. Please." I continued to feel the dildo in and out of me. It was like I was going to explode with ecstasy any moment. And she knew it.
"John, do you want your cum out?"
"I want your cum out, ma'am. Please." She kept moving the dildo in and out and continued her clever palm movements. I was on the verge of losing my load at any second. And she was aware of it.
"Good boy. You're a good, good boy." And then she pulled the dildo out completely, leaving me vulnerable and exposed. She grabbed my dick and rubbed the head against my tummy while stretching the remaining precum out of me. She then left the room.
Hours later, I had to admit...I was achey and eager to use the bathroom. I stopped by her room and found a metallic object she was playing with. It was a device described as a chastity cage.
"Be careful with the key," she warned. "I'll hold it. I don't want you masturbating."
I was very nervous and extremely aroused. I looked through the window and noticed it was still wide open. Deciding to risk it, I tried to remove my pants. I squirmed and jumped around, but I couldn't get them off. I was locked in like a prison silkworm. I eventually stepped out, my body naked save for the cage. At the sight of her plaything, she jumped out of her seat and zippered me up. I stood there in awe.
"I'll wear a skirt tomorrow," she said. "It'll be even more satisfying if other girls notice it."
I was perplexed. "Is this because...today?"
"Maybe." And she laughed.
I didn't think twice about it. "Yes, yes I'll do it!" All of a sudden, she grabbed my dick tightly and stroked it quickly. Faster and faster, and the dildo moved in and out speedily, until I felt a deep explosion and let out a loud moan.
"Ohhhh my god!!!" Cum shot out powerfully and quickly all over my chest and face. My legs shook uncontrollably. This was one of the greatest orgasms I'd ever experienced. It also lasted the longest. As she kept rubbing my penis gently, I believe it lasted about 8 seconds.
Rebecca moaned at the same time, almost like she was reacting to my shaking legs and the amount of cum released.
"Wow, you're such a good boy!!" She gave me a kiss on the lips. I slowly lowered my legs. I was utterly exhausted.
"I'm so proud of you. All those cummies are out. And on your face, John, I like that." With her gloves still on, she wiped and collected the cum off my face and chest.
She gave me another long kiss and then hugged me close while whispering into my ear: "That was incredible John. You're so perfect. Now, go take a shower so we can watch this movie okay? Don't forget about your chastity device. We can put it on after your shower."
In the shower, all of it suddenly felt real. What was I doing? Was I really going to wear a Fing chastity cage? Would people be able to tell? Would it show through my pants? My mind constantly circled around these questions. But by the end of the shower, I looked down in disbelief. As time had passed, I had already become hard again just thinking about what happened on that couch. And I desperately wanted it!
No, I think I NEEDED it. This was who I truly was, wasn't it? Quickly, I jerked off. I knew it was risky, but I couldn't help myself. Flashes of images of me spreading my legs and telling her I wanted the cummies out crossed my mind. I suddenly stuck my finger into my hole... and I came incredibly fast. I think it was the fastest I had ever come.