by T. N. King
“You’ve disobeyed me,” she hissed as she hit Liam with the leather flogger again.
Liam grunted from the discomfort of the cool leather tassel hitting his skin.
“I ordered you not to move and you did. Don’t let that happen again.”
“Yes mistress,” Liam practically begged. He would do almost anything at this point to have Caroline back on the bed with him again. His cock was still throbbing with passion from all of her playing and touching.
“Very well. Disobey me again and I will to spank you with a paddle. And you don’t want that do you?”
“No Mistress,” he whispered. He watched hopefully, as Caroline slowly walked towards him.
With a cold glance, she looked all up and down his body. “Do you want me to fuck you?” She was looking at Liam’s shaft with disdain.
“Yes Mistress,” Liam whimpered.
“How badly do you want me to fuck you?”
“Very badly mistress.” Longing coiled in his groin. He needed Caroline and he needed her badly.
She must have sensed it in his eyes, because she slowly crawled back onto the red leather bed again. She re-straddled him. Slowly, and torturously she lowered herself inch by inch closer to Liam’s throbbing masculinity.
He could feel the heat emanating from her. It took every single ounce of self control that he had not to thrust up into her.
He trembled with pleasure as Caroline grabbed his rock hard shaft and slowly inserted into her tight, wet folds. She sank down fully onto Liam’s cock, enveloping it in her warm tight pussy. He felt her tighten around him and a moan of ecstasy ripped from his throat. He had to fight from coming right then and there.
“Don’t come until, I order you to Liam. Do you understand?” she rigidly ordered.
“I understand Mistress,” Liam’s voice was hoarse with passion.
Caroline leaned forward onto her hands that where on either side of Liam’s ribcage. She slowly raised herself off of Liam’s cock and then slowly back on again. She continued this painstakingly slow rhythm, it was causing an aching fire of need to blaze across Liam’s whole body. All the blood in his body pulsed with desire. A tension was building up in side of him. He couldn’t move, he couldn’t come, all he could do is grow tighter and tighter with need. He felt like he was about to implode.
Caroline began moving herself up and down faster and faster. Ramming her pelvis into his. Her round supple posterior slapping up against his thighs.
It was driving Liam crazy he needed to come and needed to come now. He had to release this tension building up inside of him.
“Come Liam, come now,” Caroline yelled at him.
Liam let out a growl of pleasure as he released himself inside of her spilling himself completely out. Currents of pleasure glowed across his body. His cheeks warmed with satisfaction. He’d never come like this before—never felt so much pleasure.
Caroline vaulted off of him and toweled herself off in the corner of the room. “Did you like your reward Liam,” she asked smoothly.
He nodded. “Yes Mistress,” he said breathlessly.
“Good. You deserve it. You worked hard, followed my orders and made the football team. Now I have a new order for you. Once you complete it, you’ll will be rewarded. You will raise your GPA to a 3.0 average and you will apply to colleges.”
For a moment, Liam was completely speechless. He had no interest in going to college and there was no way he could raise his GPA to a 3.0.
“Do you understand me Liam?” Caroline’s voice cut through him like an icy knife.
Liam said the only thing he could say, “Yes Mistress.”
“Good.”
CHAPTER FIVE
Liam found himself in a tuxedo, in a limo full of the high school’s most popular kids and sitting next to one of the most beautiful girls in school. Just a couple of months ago, Liam was an outcast at his school, but just a couple months with Caroline as his mentor and his mistress had transformed him into one of the most popular kids at school. He felt a pang of guilt for going against Caroline’s wishes.
Liam knew he shouldn’t be going to prom with Nicki. He knew he was directly disobeying Caroline’s orders, but there was something about Nicki’s innocent nature that was his undoing. He could say know those big green eyes. Yes, he was worried about fucking something up, but if he just really focused and was really in control of his emotions he believed that he could have a nice normal and tame time with Nicki at the prom.
Their limo pulled up to the side entrance of the high school. Everyone and their dates slowly filtered out of the limo. As Liam started to step out, he felt a small hand reach out and grab his tuxedo coat and pull him back into the limo.
It was Nicki. Much to Liam’s surprise, she closed the limo door, locked it, and pulled out a 100-dollar bill from her dress. She handed it to the driver. “Park the limo somewhere and leave us be for thirty minutes,” Nicki asked the limo driver sweetly.
The driver laughed, took the money, and did what he was told.
Liam was astonished. He was pretty sure his mouth was gaping open. Who was this girl? What was happening?
Once they were alone in the car, Nicki pounced on Liam. She grabbed his face in her tiny hands and started laying kisses all over his mouth.
He reached up to her shoulders in an attempt to try to create distance between them, but as soon as he touched her bare shoulders, and felt her smooth soft skin, something animalistic took over and instead of pushing Nicki away, he wrapped his arms around her pulling her on top of him.
Nicki squealed in delight as she pushed her fingers into his hair pressing more and more fevered kisses onto his mouth. Liam responded in turn. His hands ran themselves down Nicki’s back and grabbed her perky behind. She moaned a little, and desire shot through Liam. He quickly maneuvered Nicki so he was on top of her. Liam kissed her, demanding her lips open for him. He had to taste her. He slipped his tongue inside her mouth, she whimpered in pleasure.
This felt good. Really good. It’d been so long since Liam had been in control and he loved the feeling of power it gave him. He began kissing down Nicki’s neck grabbing handfuls of her red hair and pulling it.
“Liam,” Nicki moaned her voice heavy with pleasure.
Liam sucked on the soft sweet flesh of her neck and made his way down to the edge of her strapless purple dress. He watched as her breasts pressed up against the edge of the tight dress just begging to be free. Without thinking, he pulled the dress down causing Nicki’s dress to rip down the sides and her breasts to pop out. He hungrily put his lips over them,
“Liam,” Nicki screamed, but her voice wasn’t laden with pleasure it was laden with shock and fear.
He immediately sat up.
Nicki grabbed the halves of her ripped dressed and pulled them up to cover herself, tears spring to the corners of her eyes.
“Fuck Nicki, I’m sorry,”
“You ripped my dress!”
“I’m so sorry.”
“Can you just get out,” she said quietly. “I need to go home and change,” she whispered.
Liam got out of the car and closed the door. He walked into the school by himself feeling like utter garbage.
Caroline had been right, of course. He couldn’t control his passions. He’d lost himself in the moment and ruined Nicki’s prom for her by ripping her dress. It looked expensive too. He now was going to incur so much punishment from Caroline. Not only did he disobey her orders but he also got in trouble with Nicki.
He sighed as he walked into his school’s gym. It was decorated like Paris. There were golden and black streamers and balloons everywhere. Against one wall of the gym was a large painted Eiffel Tower. Liam watched all the couples dance in front of the DJ table. He wished that for once he could just feel that same stupid thing called normalcy that everyone else did. It seemed like his life was cursed. Whenever he tried to strive for any amount of normalcy, he always ended up in trouble.
Liam walked on th
e outskirts of the dance floor and over to the refreshments table. There were some on theme snacks of French bread and cheese. He helped himself to a small plate. He saw a punch bowl too, but a small group of teacher chaperones was huddled around it in a tight group talking softly. He saw Mr. Lambert, Ms. Louis an elderly history teacher, and Ms. Greggor a somewhat vindictive Spanish teacher among them. Being curious, Liam made his way closer to the group of teachers.
“It’s just that her behavior is very strange. She gives some students extra attention if you know what I mean,” whispered Ms. Greggor.
“Meaning what Jean?”
“Well, there are rumors that she has sex with students,” Exclaimed Ms. Greggor.
“Interesting, I’ve had similar thoughts. And I have a theory on Caroline that is perhaps even more disturbing,” Mr. Lambert chimed in.
Liam couldn’t take it anymore. Anger boiled up within him. Who were these teachers to talk about Caroline in this way? They’d never helped a student the way Caroline had helped him. Most of them berated and embarrassed their students. They didn’t inspire anyone and now they were criticizing her. They were practically slandering her. Liam couldn’t take it. He had to make it stop. Without thinking, he grabbed the punch bowl on the table and threw it off causing it to shatter and for punch to spill everywhere.
All the teachers turned around and stared gapping at Liam.
“Don't talk about Caroline that way,” Liam growled at them. They all looked shocked. It made him feel good. He ran out of the gym. Realizing that he let his anger and wild emotions get a hold of him again for a second time this night.
He ran out of the building. He just had to get as much distance in between him and his high school as possible. Only bad things happened to him there. Liam ran until he could no longer breathe. He ran until he could no longer think or be angry.
He stopped eventually. Gasping for breath his chest heaved in an out. He threw up. He looked around and saw he was in front of Caroline’s house. He hadn’t even meant to come here. His body just led him here, knowing it’s where he wanted to be.
Liam slowly walked up Caroline’s front steps. He knocked hesitantly on her front door.
She opened it immediately pulled Liam inside, and locked the door. “Liam you shouldn’t have come here. Not after what you did at the dance.”
“How do you already know what happened?” he asked incredulously.
“Your little episode at the dance made quite the splash. This is why I didn’t want you to go to the dance. Not because I was jealous of Nicki, but because she was too kind and gentle. I knew you would feel guilty and unworthy of her and act out in rage. And that’s exactly what happened. All the staff has already received an email about it and the principal called me about your outburst. I had to talk him down. I used your grades and recent participation on the football team as reasons for him not to expel you. But he also brought up other rumors about me as well.”
“About us having sex—”
“Shhhh!” Caroline interrupted violently. She took a deep breath. “I assume you came here for punishment.
Liam nodded.
“Go to the basement and undress, submissive.”
* * * *
“Lie on your back on the leather bed.”
Liam got up and followed the order. He was surprised when it came. He was expecting for Caroline to tell him to lie on the floor or contort into some complex position for her to bind him.
He laid flat on the red leather bed as he heard her heels click, click, click down the stairs. He felt his bare skin prickle with goose bumps. Liam listened carefully. He kept waiting for Caroline to pick something off of her wall of toys, but she never did. Instead, she just slowly walked over to him. She got up onto the table and mounted him. He looked at her.
She was wearing knee high leather boots and that was it. Her perfectly formed round breasts were out in full view.
He felt tightness in his gut. His groin stiffened.
“Liam your one order is not to move, do you understand?” she said her voice hollow.
“Yes mistress,” he replied dutifully.
Immediately, Caroline wrapped her hands around Liam’s stiff cock and began working him.
Liam instantly started letting out groans of pleasure. Caroline’s hands were soft, warm and firm and worked in a quick expert rhythm on him. Moving up and down, up and down. This didn’t feel like a punishment to him. He was confused, but his mind was so entrenched in the fog of pleasure that he couldn’t focus.
Suddenly, her mouth was on him. Enveloping him. Sucking, licking, teasing him. His shaft hardened. He felt a coil of desire building up in him. He began to pant with passion. His heart thudding in his chest. The coil of desire grew tighter within him. He was about to release at any moment when Caroline immediately stopped.
Liam howled out in protest. His chest was heaving up and down and he was fully erect.
Caroline got off the bed.
He groaned desperately. He knew he couldn’t speak because it was against the rules to speak without being spoken to first. Slowly, his breath stabilized but his entire body still ached for release. He felt his body slowly grow tight with pain as he realized that the release he so desired and needed wasn’t coming. His whole body became painfully sore and he slowly lost his desire as his masculinity became soft.
Again, without warning, Caroline jumped on the bed and put her hands around him. Gently teasing him back to excitement.
Now, he immediately knew what his punishment was to be. It somehow seemed the cruelest one yet. Caroline was going to continually get him hot but never let him come. She slowly rubbed her hands up and down Liam’s still sore shaft. And against his will, it was hardening again.
“Liam because of the scene that you caused in prom today, the principal, instead of suspending you, is suspending my program with you.” Caroline’s hands moved quicker up and down.
He felt himself growing hard and achy.
“I considered continuing the program without his knowledge,”
His breath quickened as he was about ready to come again. His body tightened with pleasure ready to relieve himself. Again, Caroline removed her hands. He screamed in agony.
She coldly walked up to the top of the stairs. “You are to remain here Liam, unmoving, until I dismiss you.”
Liam’s whole body ached with need. He felt so vulnerable.
“And one more thing. There is no point in me continuing to dominate you if you’re not a willing submissive who follows orders. After today, were through. Do not come over anymore. Do not talk to me anymore.” And with that, she closed the door leaving Liam in darkness and in pain.
* * * *
Three months later…
Liam knocked on Caroline’s door. He noticed that she now had roses in her front yard. He realized that it had been awhile since he’d been here. He nervously folded and unfolded the piece of paper in his hands. There was no answer. Liam knocked again.
Very slowly, Caroline’s door opened. She was standing in a thin, cotton grey dress. Her hair was all down.
Liam’s mouth couldn’t help but drop open. He’d never seen Caroline in such casual attire before.
She silently stared at him. Her icy blue eyes flickered with a cold amusement.
Liam waited for her to say something, but she said nothing. He took a deep breath and started, “I know that I disobeyed you in an unforgiveable way and therefore, you owe me nothing now, but I came here today to not only apologize but also to thank you. Because of your program, I was able to turn my life around and I…I got into college Caroline,” he rushed out nervously and thrust the College acceptance letter towards her.
Much to his surprise Caroline took the letter and looked it over carefully.
“If it wasn’t for you I would have never even applied to college in the first place. So thank you mistress for your guidance.” Liam bowed his head and after much silence, he slowly peered up at her.
Caroline
looked up from the letter and into Liam’s eyes. He saw something there that he’d never seen before.
Love. Pride. Tears.
She reached out and embraced Liam in a hug.
PART TWO
*Ten Years Later*
Back To School
CHAPTER SIX
Lieutenant Liam Stone climbed out of his car, leaving it pulled up along the sidewalk. He looked up at the building in front of him. After all these years, and the things he’d seen in Afghanistan, this is what made him the most nervous. The building loomed large in front of him, the way it always had before, high school always made him feel small, even now after his years of being a Navy SEAL, he was small. Trying to shake off the feeling, he shook his shoulders and pulled his jacket closer around his neck.
Stepping forward, he slammed the car of the car, pushing the button on the remote to lock it. Walking away from the car, he tucked the keys into the pocket of his leather jacket, pulling open the door of the school and went inside, a familiar shudder going through his body.
He walked into the main office first, the secretary turning her tired eyes to him as he stepped through the doorway.
“Can I help you with something?” she asked him, moving her attention away from the computer monitor.
She looked him up and down, her dark eyes taking him in, smiling at him slightly.
“Yeah, I’m here to see Caroline Cole,” he said, trying to make his smile seem less fake, that he was actually happy to be here talking to her.
“And what’s the name?”
“Liam. Liam Stone.” He glanced at the name plate on the secretary’s desk. Rachel Stern. The last women he’d slept with had been named Rachel. Or perhaps, it’d been Sarah. He couldn’t even remember the last woman he’d slept with, it’d been that long.
Rachel typed something quickly on her computer, and then flicked her eyes back to him. She nodded at the screen, typing something quickly, before looking back at him. “She’s just in a meeting now. But if you want to sit over there…” She pointed to some chairs along one wall. “I’ll let her know you’re here.”