This is a fictional story about a submissive woman with a deep desire to please. The story starts after dinner on a Friday night. If people enjoy it, I will carry on writing new chapters when I feel inspired. I like pain and fantasise about intense stuff sometimes, so maybe don’t read it if you’re not into that. You’ve been warned 
Characters
Lucy and Sam have been in a BDSM dynamic for a while.
Lucy: The sub. A short, curvy female with large breasts, nipple peircings and a nice round ass. She has blue eyes and long dark brown hair that drapes down her back.
Sam: A taller man with a slim build, deep brown eyes and short brown hair who is’t afraid to assert his dominance over Lucy.
Other characters: Wait and see
Chapter One: The Hotel Room
Lucy knelt naked on the floor of the hotel room, excitment growing between her legs. With her hands behind her back, large tits pushed forward and eyes cast down in a submissive state, she held back a moan as he entered the room. She knew the rules… obey and she might just get a chance to cum.
Sam moved around the room with confidence, preparing for the night ahead. Silence fills the air as Lucy wondered what would happen next. With her eyes still resting on her lap, not daring to disobey, she listened as his footsteps drew closer and closer. Now standing in front of her fully clothed, he speaks:
“Stand up and look at me.”
Lucy stood up in silence, obeying the demands of her Dom without question. She gazed into his eyes as her juices drip down her thighs. He spoke with such dominance, it’s no wonder he had this effect on her. Sam notices and mocks her. “Already dripping wet, I see, imagine how you’ll feel by Sunday night”, he says as Lucy’s face turns bright red. She knew exactly what he meant; they’d planned this for months. A whole weekend of submission with no knowledge of whether she’d get to cum or not.
Clearly lost in thought, she’s brought back to the present moment as Sam orders her up onto the edge of the bed, face down and ass up. As she gets into position, he lubes up her ass, gently fucking her with his fingers. Lucy moans out loud as Sam’s fingers are replaced by a small metal butt plug.
Shortly after, Sam starts spanking Lucy with his bare hands, warming her up for what’s to come. After 20 whacks on each ass cheek, he continues with 30 more hits of the paddle on each side - each spank leaving a lasting mark on his sub's pale skin. By this point, his arms need a rest and Lucy is panting from both pain and pleasure. Sam strokes her hair, bends down and whispers in her ear:
“You’re such a good girl for me, aren’t you?”
“Yes, Sir”, Lucy says as she lets out a happy moan. She loves praise and he knew it.
Suddenly, she hears the familiar buzz of the magic wand as Sam pushes it against her needy clit at full speed. Lucy wasn’t expecting this. Within seconds, she’s moaning out loud as the pleasure builds deep inside her. It had been weeks since she felt that sweet release of an orgasm, but she knew it wouldn’t come so easily.
“Enjoy yourself, my good girl, I know you won’t cum without permission”, says Sam, almost amused. This nearly tips Lucy over the edge, but Sam knows her all too well and removes the wand with just seconds to spare. Lucy whimpers from desperation, but doesn’t complain. If Sam didn’t want her to cum, then so be it.
Sam returned his attention to Lucy’s ass, this time picking up the cane:
“I’m going to cane you 10 times. I will not go easy on you, but I want you to be a good girl and stay in position. Staying put will earn you a reward. You can do that for me, can’t you slut?”
“Yes, I can do that for you, Sir”, Lucy says. She likes pain, but this was a real test of her obedience. Lucy was a wiggler, always trying to escape the harsh sting of the cane. With no bonds to hold her down, she had to rely on pure willpower. Ever the tease, Sam slowly brushes the cane against Lucy’s already sore ass as he tells her to count each strike out loud, reminding her that any mistakes will come with penalty strikes.
Without warning, the first lash comes crashing down. “One”, Lucy says, focused on keeping composure. Swish “two”, swish “three”, swish “four” - three more in quick succession and Lucy was breathing heavily; you could hear it in her voice. “Damn, he wasn’t joking about not going easy on me”, she thinks. Sam gives Lucy a moment to calm down, slowly stroking her ass and reminding her of how proud he is. Lucy smiles, determined to be a good girl and see it through.
Swish “mmmmm fiveeeeee.” Swish “aahhhhh siiiixxx.” It’s now getting harder to keep position. Swish “Seveeeeen Sir, oooww.” Tears roll down Lucy’s face, but she won’t give up. Sam stops for a moment and places a gentle kiss on her forehead.
“You’re doing so well, just three more left and you’ll earn yourself a reward.”
“Yes, Sir, please continue”, Lucy says, her voice barely above a whisper. Amazed by her ability to stay still in such trying times, she braces herself for the last three strikes.
Swish “eiiiighttt”, swish “owwwww niiiineee.” Tears are now flowing freely, but she’s so close to that promised reward.
“Good girl, I know you can do it,” Sam says as he slowly rubs Lucy’s bruises. “Tell me when you’re ready.”
Lucy takes a few deep breaths. “I’m ready, Sir.”
Swish “TENNNNNNN AHHHH” Lucy screams, muffling her own moans in the duvet but somehow still holding position. That was the hardest one yet.
“Well done, you did so good” Sam says as he removes his clothes. Stepping back, he stops briefly to admire his handiwork. Lucy looked so good like this - her ass thoroughly marked and pussy juices glistening in the light. Moments later, he thrusts his hard cock into his sub's desperate hole… “Enjoy your reward.”
Characters
Lucy and Sam have been in a BDSM dynamic for a while.
Lucy: The sub. A short, curvy female with large breasts, nipple peircings and a nice round ass. She has blue eyes and long dark brown hair that drapes down her back.
Sam: A taller man with a slim build, deep brown eyes and short brown hair who is’t afraid to assert his dominance over Lucy.
Other characters: Wait and see
Chapter One: The Hotel Room
Lucy knelt naked on the floor of the hotel room, excitment growing between her legs. With her hands behind her back, large tits pushed forward and eyes cast down in a submissive state, she held back a moan as he entered the room. She knew the rules… obey and she might just get a chance to cum.
Sam moved around the room with confidence, preparing for the night ahead. Silence fills the air as Lucy wondered what would happen next. With her eyes still resting on her lap, not daring to disobey, she listened as his footsteps drew closer and closer. Now standing in front of her fully clothed, he speaks:
“Stand up and look at me.”
Lucy stood up in silence, obeying the demands of her Dom without question. She gazed into his eyes as her juices drip down her thighs. He spoke with such dominance, it’s no wonder he had this effect on her. Sam notices and mocks her. “Already dripping wet, I see, imagine how you’ll feel by Sunday night”, he says as Lucy’s face turns bright red. She knew exactly what he meant; they’d planned this for months. A whole weekend of submission with no knowledge of whether she’d get to cum or not.
Clearly lost in thought, she’s brought back to the present moment as Sam orders her up onto the edge of the bed, face down and ass up. As she gets into position, he lubes up her ass, gently fucking her with his fingers. Lucy moans out loud as Sam’s fingers are replaced by a small metal butt plug.
Shortly after, Sam starts spanking Lucy with his bare hands, warming her up for what’s to come. After 20 whacks on each ass cheek, he continues with 30 more hits of the paddle on each side - each spank leaving a lasting mark on his sub's pale skin. By this point, his arms need a rest and Lucy is panting from both pain and pleasure. Sam strokes her hair, bends down and whispers in her ear:
“You’re such a good girl for me, aren’t you?”
“Yes, Sir”, Lucy says as she lets out a happy moan. She loves praise and he knew it.
Suddenly, she hears the familiar buzz of the magic wand as Sam pushes it against her needy clit at full speed. Lucy wasn’t expecting this. Within seconds, she’s moaning out loud as the pleasure builds deep inside her. It had been weeks since she felt that sweet release of an orgasm, but she knew it wouldn’t come so easily.
“Enjoy yourself, my good girl, I know you won’t cum without permission”, says Sam, almost amused. This nearly tips Lucy over the edge, but Sam knows her all too well and removes the wand with just seconds to spare. Lucy whimpers from desperation, but doesn’t complain. If Sam didn’t want her to cum, then so be it.
Sam returned his attention to Lucy’s ass, this time picking up the cane:
“I’m going to cane you 10 times. I will not go easy on you, but I want you to be a good girl and stay in position. Staying put will earn you a reward. You can do that for me, can’t you slut?”
“Yes, I can do that for you, Sir”, Lucy says. She likes pain, but this was a real test of her obedience. Lucy was a wiggler, always trying to escape the harsh sting of the cane. With no bonds to hold her down, she had to rely on pure willpower. Ever the tease, Sam slowly brushes the cane against Lucy’s already sore ass as he tells her to count each strike out loud, reminding her that any mistakes will come with penalty strikes.
Without warning, the first lash comes crashing down. “One”, Lucy says, focused on keeping composure. Swish “two”, swish “three”, swish “four” - three more in quick succession and Lucy was breathing heavily; you could hear it in her voice. “Damn, he wasn’t joking about not going easy on me”, she thinks. Sam gives Lucy a moment to calm down, slowly stroking her ass and reminding her of how proud he is. Lucy smiles, determined to be a good girl and see it through.
Swish “mmmmm fiveeeeee.” Swish “aahhhhh siiiixxx.” It’s now getting harder to keep position. Swish “Seveeeeen Sir, oooww.” Tears roll down Lucy’s face, but she won’t give up. Sam stops for a moment and places a gentle kiss on her forehead.
“You’re doing so well, just three more left and you’ll earn yourself a reward.”
“Yes, Sir, please continue”, Lucy says, her voice barely above a whisper. Amazed by her ability to stay still in such trying times, she braces herself for the last three strikes.
Swish “eiiiighttt”, swish “owwwww niiiineee.” Tears are now flowing freely, but she’s so close to that promised reward.
“Good girl, I know you can do it,” Sam says as he slowly rubs Lucy’s bruises. “Tell me when you’re ready.”
Lucy takes a few deep breaths. “I’m ready, Sir.”
Swish “TENNNNNNN AHHHH” Lucy screams, muffling her own moans in the duvet but somehow still holding position. That was the hardest one yet.
“Well done, you did so good” Sam says as he removes his clothes. Stepping back, he stops briefly to admire his handiwork. Lucy looked so good like this - her ass thoroughly marked and pussy juices glistening in the light. Moments later, he thrusts his hard cock into his sub's desperate hole… “Enjoy your reward.”
