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My New Girlfriends’ Rules. Chapter 4 “Initiation”
Some months later, Nicola told me how much of a turning point this night had been for her. How, after leaving me in the kitchen to clean up after dinner, and returning to our bedroom, she had laid back and drifted over all the delicious events that had led to this night…
She had always had a dominant streak in her. Liked to be the one calling the shots most of the time. Some men had a hard time with it and had run away. So she began to be more selective with her mates. Started seeking out the less aggressive ones. The ones who were polite and attentive and somewhat shy.
She’d had a few successes. Boys who liked to be put in their place. Who liked things like body worship, and sucking her toes. But they still had been too typically male. Ruled by their dicks, and every time they’d spurt, it was right back to being an innattentive mate.
She wanted more. And when I had come over to her that first time in the bar, and stayed sitting beside her, even though she knew I was being humiliated, she was curious. And by the end of the night she knew that I had potential.
And she had been right. Weeks into our relationship I was already accepting that her orgasms came first, and that sometimes I’d be going without. And she delighted at how easily I had been lured into wearing her lingerie. She loved how it humbled me, and made me even more submissive.
And then there was the gradual transition to becoming her ‘domestic partner’ as she would be fond of putting it. It had all served to place me just where she wanted me. Dependent on her. Subservient. And at her feet. Willing to do just about anything to be with her. She loved the control she was gaining over me. She was enjoying it more than she had ever imagined she would.
But this night was where things had really changed dramatically. The spanking, the ass fingering, the hard, hard facesitting that I had endured. She’d never spanked a mans ass before. Or fingered one so roughly. And she lusted over the fact that my cock was aroused during the whole thing. They had all combined to giving her the the most explosive orgasm of her life!
So tonight she had special plans. She’d been holding back in introducing me to the chastity device. But decided that she wanted to keep things moving quickly in my transition to becoming her fully obedient mate. And to wear the device there would be preparations necessary. Delicious preparations.
She tended the little pot of hot wax over the warming candle, stirring it to make sure it was liquid enough. She giggled at how she felt like a witch at her cauldron. “Toil and trouble, bubble and brew, weld this man to serve us true…” she muttered softly, remembering herself as a little girl doing the same thing in a teapot, with dead frogs and locks of her hair, when she’d had burning desires to terrorize the little boys in her school.
She remembered back to the puny little twins that she had bullied on a daily basis. How she loved it when they would shake and cower when she would corner them in the bike sheds after school. The pleasure she got from punching and pinching them…they’re meek little cries. They had made her wet her knickers, everytime.
Yes. It had been brewing for a long time. And now, new wonderful possibilities were exploding before her.
She brought out the steel chastity cage that she had recently acquired. She ran her fingers over it... It represented the beginning of a new phase for her, she felt. I would become completely hers in time. She would marry me, and make it legal. And there would be a very different kind of pre-nuptial agreement. Very different indeed.
Tonight I would be pushed to submit to more control. More subservience. More dependence on her. She would hold the key to my sexual pleasure. And she had already decided that she would keep me on a very short leash.
And she would be dressed appropriately. She pulled open her lingerie drawer and picked out her best black, seamed, Wolford’s stockings, and a little black satin waist cincher. She slipped them on and went to her shoe closet and put on her favorite pair of black spike heeled shoes…
{This was the tale that Nicola told me, months after the big night… as it turned out to be…}
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When I walked into our bedroom that fateful eve, I was struck by her beauty. She didn’t wear black that often, but when she did the effect was always striking. Her pale English porcelain skin stood out dramatically against the black background of her lingerie. She had the sexiest black-mesh, platform shoes on, with long thin spike heels.
“Oh my gosh! Nicola. You are so deliciously beautiful in so many ways, but when you wear black like this, it’s like the cherries, on top of the icing, on top of the cake!” I said spiritedly, with a stupid grin on my face.
Nicola smiled slightly. “Glad you like cherries with your cake drew.” Her smile left her lips “Perhaps you’d like me to put some whipped cream on my titties too!” she raised an eyebrow…
“Oh god” I thought to myself “This woman has a gift for finding fault.”
“No, Nicola, I didn’t…..” I trailed off
“Well then perhaps you should show some proper attention to these flimsy little gifts I put on for you” she smirked, extended her leg, and pointing her foot at me. “Like my new shoes?” she asked. “Oh yes, they are about the sexiest I’ve ever seen, Nicola.” I panted. “Well then show me. Show me how much you like these 7” heels. You know what I like” she smiled seductively at me.
I did know what she liked by now. She liked seeing me sucking her heels like a cock, for one. She’d put me through this act a lot. And everytime she would come up with this semi threatening talk about me sucking cock someday in the future. The last time I began to protest, she just shoved her heel deeper into my mouth and asked me how the sharp edges felt…
I was getting increasingly worried about how far she just might want to take things with that scenario…a later anecdote will tell the tale!
I walked over to her. I got down on my knees. I smiled as she raised her heel to my lips. I was really doing this for her. More and more I found myself thinking more of her than of myself. I liked the feeling. It was freeing somehow.
Part of what I loved about pleasing her sexually, was that it was almost like I was a voyeur, getting swept up in the beauty of this woman, her every move and expression when she was in the throwes of passion. She was a beauty to behold, and I felt somehow priveledged to be the one under her, to be the one that was providing these deep pleasures for her.
I opened my mouth as she slipped her long heel between my lips. I knew how she liked it sucked, and did my best to show her how really appreciative I was of all the sexy things she wore for me.
“That’s good Drew. Your sucking skills are improving. I do like it when you work hard to please me. When you do things that you don’t want to do, just because I want them. You’re my best lover ever, do you know that?” she asked softly.
“Oh yes Nicola” I said passionately, as I sucked her heel. “I’ve come to love pleasing you in all the ways you like.”
“Well that’s good” she said “Because tonight is a special night Drew. You’re going to find out more about what pleases me, and how I want you kept.” She emphasized the last word with a raised eyebrow. “That’s enough sucking for now. I’d like you laying on the bed now please.” she pointed her finger.
As I lay down, Nicola went over to the little pot of wax and gave it another stir. I hadnt noticed it untill now. “What’s that for?” I asked “It’s for you Drew. Another little thing I’ll be adding to your weekly regimen.” she said
“What do you mean?” I asked again
“It’s how you’ll be entering chastity tonight, dear lover.” She smirked. “I’m going to get rid of all that gross hair all over your cock and balls, Ever heard of waxing before?” she asked
“You’re going to do what!?” I asked nervously, knowing that when Nicola had her mind set to something, there was no turning her away from it.”That’ll be bloody painful, wont it?”
“Just a little. Don’t be such a sissy, we women do it all the time. Heh, yes. The things we women do for our men. Well now you’ll be joining me in my weekly waxing sessions. You’ll do me, and I’ll do you. You’ll learn to love the smooth silky feel it produces. I know I do.” she said
“But you’re not going to do my cock, are you?” I asked nervously
“Cock, balls, thighs and ass my dear! This’ll be like an initiation for you. An initiation into the world of serving a woman like me.” she snickered. And brace your self because next session we’ll be working on the rest of you. Oh Drew, just think of how I’m gonna love caressing your soft body. Think of all the extra attention and caresses you’ll be getting from me” she said, trying to convince me of the benefits.
“But Nicola, you don’t wax your genitals, like your pussy lips. Why should I have to endure the pain of being waxed on mine?” I asked
“Because it’s what I want, Drew! Havent you gotten used to that yet? Every time I try to introduce some delicious new element into our sex play, you have to whine about it first! Now pull your panties down for me. Now!” she said angrily
I’d pushed her buttons again. Oh fuck! When would I learn better. I was sure she’d make the waxing even more painful now. I pulled down the panties, feeling better to be out of their rough, tight confinement.
Nicola brought the pot of wax over with her and climbed onto the bed. She straddled me and sat down on my chest. Pulling my panties down further so that they held my legs together tightly, she applied some depilatory oil to my cock and balls. I couldn’t see what was going on so I wasn’t ready for the first touch of the hot wax. She’d applied it to my cock first, the most sensitive part. Probably as pay-back for my bitching.
“Ahh, no, that hurts. Nicola that really hurts!” I cried out
“Oh don’t be such a baby. The first time is always the worst. You’ll get used to it eventually. You might even learn to like it, if you’re smart. Now get ready for the best part Drew. You think putting the wax on is painful. Wait till you feel it being ripped off!” she said. She stretched my cock tightly to get it in the right position for the ripping off of my pubic hair, and then suddenly gave it a quick pull!
“Ahhhhowww! That fucking hurts! Please Nicola, I cant make it through this! Please!” I begged
“Be Quiet! Quit your whining!” she warned. She lifted herself up off me and repositioned herself so that her pussy and ass were right over my face. “This’ll keep you quiet and give you something to focus on!” she said, as she slammed her crotch down onto my face. “Lick my asshole. C’mon double time. Give me what I want!”
She ground herself all over my face. I loved being facesat by her. Even if it did hurt most of the time. The smell of her pussy and ass always sent me over the top. I flicked my tongue in all her favorite places, delighting in how she used me for her pleasure.
I felt the second swipe of hot wax on my now erect cock. More burning, as I waited for the agonizing tear-off. Rrrrripp! “Ahh!” More wax. Rrrip “Argh!” She kept me busy with her ass on my face. She worked into a rythym where she would smother me during the painful parts, and give me air inbetween. Soon she had my cock and balls completely stripped of hair. And they felt very raw, but not as bad as I thought they might.
Nicola rewarded me with a nice long handjob, while I licked her asshole. She stroked and caressed me all over, convincing me of how good it felt. It was like I was more sensitive now.
She positioned her asshole right over my mouth. “Stiff tongue now. C’mon, tongue my hole. Lick it the way I like.” She ordered. She kept stroking my cock and balls, as she started thrusting up and down on my stabbing tongue.
The sensation on my waxed genitals was incredibly stimulating. I could feel myself getting close to orgasm. As if on cue, she lifted herself off my face and moved down so that her pussy was right over my cock. She grabbed my shaft and started rubbing the head of it across her pussy flaps. And then she plunged herself down on me, and started fucking me slowly.
She gave me the best fuck I’d ever had, undulating and twisting up and down on my sensitive cock. She started massaging her breasts and pinching her nipples. I was getting used to her signs, and knew she’d be cumming soon. She kept on and on with her plunging, and I finally felt the first surges of orgasm, heating up inside me.
Her movements were getting eratic now. She was close to cumming. Finally I could feel the hot semen blasting up through my shaft, and squirting deep inside of her. As she felt the hot cum jetting up into her, it sent her over the edge, and we both reached a sizzling orgasm right at the same moment. We pounded and thrust into each other as we shared our passion.
She slowly slid her cunt off of me and returned it to my face for licking. “Clean me up now, Drew. Lick all the juices off and suck your cum out of my hole.” I started to protest over eating my own cum, but she didn’t give me a chance as she planted her cunt right over my mouth for cleaning. I almost gagged as I felt my warm cum flowing into my mouth. But she ignored my displeasure and just kept on sliding back and forth over my lips and tongue, depositing more and more of my cum into my open mouth.
I felt her shift and saw her reach over to the bedside table for the chastity device. I was about to protest, but knew better.
“Now, my sweet lover, I hope you enjoyed your orgasm. It’ll be the last one for a little while. Until I decide when. Don’t worry, you’ll get used to this in time. And you’ll enjoy your orgasms much more. And in between spurts, you’ll be a lot more attentive to my needs, wont you?” she said
“Yes Nicola, I suppose you’re right.” I accepted meekly.
She slipped the steel cage over my cock and fitted the device securely around my balls. I could here the click of a lock being snapped shut, and knew that I was now officially under her lock and key. No more furtive squirts over the laundry hamper. No more internet surfing and afternoon ejaculations before she came home from work. That was all over now. She truly had me fully under her control. And somehow I found the whole prospect quite delicious. More and more I was enjoying submitting to her crazy desires. It made me feel protected and owned and cared for.
She got up off of me and sat on the side of the bed. “Stand up now Drew” she said “Take a look at your new state of affairs.” she giggled. I got up off the bed and stood in front of her. She reached out and fondled the chastity cage. She started to stimulate me again. She brought her tongue up to the cage and flicked at my cock between the steel ribs containing it. I could feel myself stiffen, but the sensation started to be painful as it tried to swell inside the cage. She kept this up for a bit until I was moaning from the pain of my constricted cock.
“So you see what’ll happen if you stimulate yourself when I’m not around, like I know you have been.” she eyed me inquisitively. I blushed in response.
“Well that wont be happening anymore, will it?” she said, as she waived the key to the chastity cage in front of me.. My eyes dropped to the floor, as I nodded in agreement.
“Good. Now I’ve noticed that my supply of clean panties is getting low. Before you sleep tonight I need you to hand-wash some pairs for me, so I’ll have choices in the morning.” she said quite breezily “See you in awhile.”
With that I walked out of our bedroom. Things had changed considerably tonight.
And they would never be the same, from this moment on.
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