Milady
© 2001

There had always been this unspoken rule between Alex and I: never 
divulge that I had all the control in the bedroom. He actually enjoyed 
me dominating him and never wanted his ego to be bruised. So I let him 
play it up around his friends that he was the one with all the control, 
but we both knew better.

I always tried to keep my tactics from leaving marks on him. Sometimes 
this worked well and sometimes it didn't. There were times I just 
couldn't control myself and dug my fingernails so deep into his back 
that they drew blood. He never complained, as he was not aloud to, but 
even around his friends, he wore his battle scars like a badge of 
honor. One day, we were sitting out under a tree on the grounds of this 
mansion. He and his friends were doing a photo shoot over the course of 
the weekend and he had invited me to come with him. His four buddies 
were around as we were all sharing a picnic lunch. Alex complained of 
the humidity making him sweat and quickly stripped off his shirt. He 
tossed the black sleeveless tee shirt at me, exposing his back to his 
friends. They all gasped.

"What happened Alex?" one of them asked. Down his backs were the gouge 
marks from my long nails. They had grown to welts over night and as 
much as Alex said his back didn't hurt, I knew he had to be in pain.

"Oh, I just gave my woman more than she could handle. Isn't that 
right?" he asked leaning over and kissing me.

I smiled at him and the rest of his friends. "Yes, you did," I replied 
patting his shoulder. A few moments of congratulatory remarks from the 
guys passed and then I asked, "Alex, could you hand me the water 
please?"

"Yes, milady," he answered, not making eye contact with me. I know he 
hadn't noticed what he had said and neither had any of his friends, but 
I knew. He had just submitted to my dominance. It was a common thing in 
the bedroom. He had to submit to me. But outside, he knew better. It 
was going to cost him.

* * *

Later that night, we arrived home and I immediately headed towards our 
room. There were a few things I needed to set up before I called him 
back to me. I pulled out the metal chair and shackles and placed them 
in a corner of the room. I then grabbed the chocolate sauce, knowing 
that it would turn him on to have it dripped over his body. I went 
digging in our drawer of toys and fished out the feathers. He had a 
very sensitive naval and tonight, he was going to know how gentle I 
could be. I then reached into the nightstand drawer and pulled out a 
few condoms, lying them on the nightstand. I knew where the night was 
going to lead and I sure as hell didn't want to end up pregnant because 
of it. When I felt I had everything ready, I slipped out of my clothes 
and into a silk leopard print robe. I laid myself on the bed in a very 
seductive position and called for my slave. "Alex," I called out. "Oh 
Alex honey."

He appeared in the doorway in the clothes he had been wearing earlier, 
the black sleeveless shirt and tight black jeans. Down his arms were 
several tattoos, all of which turned me on more and more. "Yes, 
milady," he answered softly when he saw me.

I sat up and leaned over the edge of the bed. I placed my bare feet on 
the plush carpet and stood up. "Come in, my slave," I purred. He 
tentatively took a few steps into the room. "Shut the door." Without 
taking his eyes off of me, he reached behind him and closed the wooden 
door, twisting the lock on the knob. I walked over to him and slid my 
hands up underneath his shirt, over his chiseled chest. I lifted the 
material up and over his head without a thought. I then walked around 
behind him, running my eyes over the red welts on his back. I reached 
up and touched one. He flinched, sucking in air through his teeth. "Did 
I hurt you, my slave?"

His head tilted towards the floor, not knowing what to say. "No 
milady," he finally replied softly.

"Then why do you flinch?" I asked, touching his back once again.

"The feel of your hands, milady. It turns me on."

"I know." I walked back around him till I was standing directly in 
front of him. "Strip," I said simply. Without a word, Alex reached down 
and undid the button on his jeans. He unzipped them and slid them down 
to his knees. He kicked off his shoes before continuing. My eyes traced 
the muscles in his legs as he pushed down the fabric prison his already 
erect shaft was enclosed in. Stepping out of his clothes he kicked them 
to a corner. I ran my fingers again over his chest and then told him to 
sit down in the chair. I crawled up on the bed in front of him and said 
to his face, "Do you know what you did today?"

He thought for a minute. "No milady," he finally answered.

"Well, let me refresh your memory," I said, reaching down and 
tightening the restraints around his ankles. "We were with your 
friends. I asked you for the water and what did you say?" I slipped the 
restraints around his wrists and tightened the fabric so he couldn't 
move.

"I don't know milady," he said, looking at me all seriousness.

I slid the robe off my body and sat there, completely naked in front of 
him. "You submitted," I told him. He glanced down at himself for a 
moment and then back up at me. His eyes told me all I needed to know. 
He remembered. I reached over and touched the tip of his cock. He let 
out a low moan. "Now, you have to watch," I told him.

"Yes milady," he said, blinking.

Sitting only two feet from him, I positioned myself, legs spread on the 
bed so he could see all that I was doing to myself. I reached up and 
gripped my breasts with both hands and squeezed them roughly. I pinched 
my nipples, turning them quickly into hard pink nubs. I then leg go 
with my right hand and slid it down my body very slowly. I reached the 
apex of my legs and quickly found my clit. I rubbed it intently, 
watching Alex's response all the while. His fists were clenched as he 
watched me, his penis standing straight at attention. I moved my 
fingers from clit down to my lips and dipped inside slightly. I moaned 
softly. I dipped my finger back inside and circled around my walls 
building the juices that had already begun to flow. Alex was watching 
me like a hawk. His eyes followed my finger; his tongue traced his lips 
seductively. I dug my finger inside me, trying to find that spot that 
always got me to climax in seconds. I found it and started pushing 
against the dime-sized spot on my inner wall. Quickly I felt heat 
surging through my body. I began to pound faster, as my heart rate 
quickened. I looked at Alex. He was practically drooling, pulling 
against the wrist restraints. On the tip of his penis, I could see the 
pre-ejac glistening in the light of the room. He wanted to be the one 
giving me the orgasm. I moaned my contentment and continued to thrust 
my finger into my body. I felt my release come rather quickly, almost 
to the point that I was unprepared for it. My walls clenched around my 
finger in a rhythmic contraction as I practically screamed my pleasure, 
throwing my head back. I quickly pulled my hand away from body, 
allowing myself to come down without any taste what was to come. I 
glimpsed Alex sitting there, stiff as a board, wanting to have his way 
with me. I climbed off the bed and stood over him. My finger was still 
dripping with my juices, so I said to him, "Open your mouth." He did as 
I instructed, without a word. I slid my finger into his cavity, feeling 
his tongue dart up to catch the thick liquid. He sucked my finger until 
he was sure he had ever drop of me in his mouth, all the while 
forgetting that I was standing over him, practically dripping onto his 
throbbing manhood.

I pulled my finger away and walked over to the dresser. I plucked up a 
yellow feather and held it behind my back as I pranced back over to 
him. "Did you like?" I asked, as I kneeled before the massively aroused 
man.

"Oh yes, milady," he replied, short of breath.

Very slowly I took the feather from behind my back and placed it softly 
on his stomach. I traced designs gently on his flesh, hearing him moan 
with excitement at every pass. The little yellow feather dipped into 
his navel and he squealed. "Oh milady, let me have you," he said 
seductively. I was half tempted to give into his request, but decided 
I'd make him suffer a little longer.

"No my slave." I again dipped the feather lightly into his navel and 
then swept it around his infamous "69" tattoo. I reached down and 
picked up the chocolate sauce sitting on the floor. With my teeth I 
slipped the cap off and opened the spout on the bottle. Pouring slowly, 
I drizzled the cool liquid on his hardened shaft still swirling the 
feather around his navel. He groaned loudly at my deed and arched his 
back as best he could. I stopped with the feather, placing it on the 
ground next to the chocolate sauce. I leaned over and slowly traced my 
tongue over the head of his dick. I swirled him around and around in my 
mouth, getting every last drip of chocolate that threatened to fall 
into his pubic hair, onto his testes or back onto the rest of his body. 
I gripped his balls in my hand tightly, squeezing them, enticing a 
deep-throated growl to emerge from him. I sucked on him until I felt 
his body begin to shake. I knew he was close to his release so I 
slipped my mouth off of him.

"Why did you stop, milady?" he asked.

I leaned over and undid the straps on his ankles and then his wrists. 
"Because I want you to experience it within me," I told him 
seductively.

The words were barely out of my mouth when I was tackled to the bed. 
Alex's lips pressing against my throat, shoulder, chest, cheeks, 
whatever they could find. He pulled my arms above my head and pinned 
them there momentarily as he pushed with his knees to get my legs 
apart. Knowing exactly what he was trying to do, I quickly rolled him 
over so that I was on top of him. "Not yet," I said, reaching over onto 
the nightstand. I grabbed up one of the condoms and quickly tore into 
the package. I searched for the direction that was up and then very 
carefully rolled the latex onto his shaft. When it was tight and 
secure, as far down as it would go, I lifted myself up on my knees and 
slowly pushed my wet core onto him. He groaned as I forced him deeper 
and deeper into me. Once he was inside me, his hands went to my hips. 
He started lifting me up and down along his length, driving himself as 
deep as he could before pulling me up almost off of him. My breasts 
bounced as he proceeded to have me ride him. His eyes locked with mine 
as he started to release his seed.

"Oh milady!" he moaned, plunging into my depths. "Oh you sweet sweet 
thing you! Please give it to me!" he yelled as he continued to pump his 
seed towards my inner body. I clenched my walls around him and listened 
to him scream. "Milady, oh milady! I love you!" several times into the 
night. His fingers dug into my hips as he slowed the pace at which he 
pulled me onto him. I knew he was coming down. "Milady, I love you so 
much," he said, as he allowed my body to come to a rest with him still 
wedged deep inside me.

Slowly, I pulled my body away from his, climbing off of him. "I know 
you do," I said sweetly, as I leaned over and kissed him. I took his 
sweaty hands and pulled him to a sitting position. "I know you do," I 
repeated as I leaned over and slowly slipped the latex condom of his 
quickly softening dick, careful not to spill any of the semen that had 
been collected. I climbed off the bed with the wet latex in my hand and 
headed towards the bathroom. I discarded the used condom in the trash, 
washed my hands and headed back out to Alex. He had dislodged the 
sheets and crawled underneath them. 

When he saw me, he said, "Come here, milady. Let me hold you like you 
should be held." I smiled and crawled up under the sheets with him. He 
pulled me in close to him, kissing my forehead. "I love you so much," 
he said softly, closing his eyes.

I reached up and ran a hand through his tight brown curls and kissed 
his sweaty forehead. "I love you too, Alex. I love you too." I felt him 
pull me in even closer to him and heave a deep sigh. We both would 
sleep soundly that night.