Jason smiled. “Aftercare, sure. I like a ponytail too, good for a little hair pulling. You like hair pulling.”
I gave him a little gleeful smile; he had a good memory. If I thought of any other rules, it would be for later when we were more established. I preferred that he initiated the conversation, as I was rubbish at taking responsibility for rules. Something I might come to regret.
“I’ve got quite a repertoire of scenes,” continued Jason, “built up over the years, so I’m going to take you through a number of them gradually. If I do something experimental, I will explain and you can guide me too. Why are you here, Gemma?”
“To serve, obey and please you, sir,” I said clearly.
Jason stood up and fetched something from a drawer. Sitting back down in front of me, he held them up in front of me. Handcuffs! He showed me the key and put it on the divan next to him. Restraints meant a return to bondage practices. For a few moments, the handcuffs unnerved me. Their purpose was not to hold me in place, but to make me helpless and reinforce my submission. Jason picked them up and held them out to me.
“Put them on me. Go on.”
I did as he asked and they clicked around his wrists.
“There. See, nothing to worry about. Release me.”
I turned the key in the small lock and handed them back to him. I understood that he had shown me that he trusted me and I should trust him.
“Stand up and turn around.”
He snapped the handcuffs over my wrists and sliding his finger around the metal clasp, he checked they were not too tight. He took my arm and pulled me over his lap, my head resting on the divan, my legs on the other side of him.
“I am going to spank you, and then I’m going to tease you out for a while. We know each other well, but not with toys. I want you to enjoy the spanking and come for me. If the pain becomes too much I want you to tell me. We could try a scoring system to help you ease back into receiving pain if it helps you?”
“I’m alright, sir. Pleasurable spanking I can manage.”
Oh my, I shut my eyes and waited.
Slap.
His hand landed on my bottom and I jumped slightly. He stroked my cheeks, making small circles dispersing the discomfort from the blow.
Slap.
As Jason repeated the action, he parted my legs and touched me. A quiver went all over me. From the moment we entered the room, I could have come. Before we had even brought me in here and after our long discussion about sex toys, limits, scenes I had experienced and bondage preferences, I was a desperate smouldering wreck with all my sex organs at full throttle.
“You’re very responsive to my touch. I like this, Gemma.”
I knew he did, his lap was hardening below me. Jason was happy, oh yes!
He continued with spanking me for several minutes. The blows were not excessively painful, on the contrary, the sensation was incredibly sensual and affecting. He accompanied the smacks with his teasing fingers, probing and massaging my tender parts. I started to build, heading towards the release my coiled body needed so badly. He put two fingers inside me and began to move them in and out rhythmically.
“I own this, Gemma. Your body is my possession. When we aren’t together, I still own you, all of you. You’re mine.”
The words sounded harsh, controlling but his tone was nothing more than very seductive. He resumed his spanking with harder blows.
I buried my head into the divan as each well placed blow landed on the fold between my thighs and buttocks. The accumulation of erotic conversation and being in his personal fucking room was too much to control. No, that was the point, I was not in control. He had taken me and I gave him what he asked for.
“Oh God, I’m coming, sir,” before he could change his mind, I orgasm
violently. Scrunching my knees up and flexing my muscles as if in the throes of cramps. Writhing and reeling on his lap, he held me to stop me falling off.
“Fuck, oh, fuck,” I mouthed into the divan.
“Whoa, Gem, that’s some orgasm,” he chuckled.
When I had come down, he pushed me off his lap, so I was kneeling back on the floor.
“I’d forgotten how much I enjoy a nice spanking,” I said with my face glowing.