My Secret Submission

by J. M. Witt

  Groaning in response to my hand squeezing his erection through his jeans, he separated our mouths and worked down my neck. I didn’t bother trying to contain my moans and gasps, knowing they only fueled him on. And, we all knew I was so horny I thought I might explode. Like he could hear my thoughts, he whispered a reminder in my ear as he palmed me through my pants.

  “Don’t come.”

  Whimpering, I obeyed. “Yes, Sir. Oh!”

  Who was this Adonis? Who taught him how to make women melt like this? What the hell was wrong with his wife? If I had this at my disposal I’d be utilizing it to my fullest advantage. I cupped his balls and felt his cock jump in response as he pinched my nipple harder in return.

  “Fuck!” It was a good ‘fuck’ and he knew it.

  “Back on the table, on your knees.”

  As I stood, he undid my pants and yanked them to my knees along with my panties. This time my knees were on the seat. Closing my eyes, I took deep calming breaths. I saw no paddle and wondered if he would use just his hand. The sound of metal clanking rang in my ears, but I didn’t think much of it until I heard one of the most magical sounds I’d ever heard.

  WHIRRR.

  My breath caught and I know I gasped... Loudly. The sound of his belt being pulled free from the loops of his jeans and flying through the night air had me panting with desire. I can still stop and think about that sound and my body instantly responds.

  His hand gently moved over my cheeks as he warned me. “This is going to hurt.”

  Chapter Twelve

  SHAPED LIKE A GUN

  MY HEAD GREW HEAVY as my chest felt light. I immediately stuck my ass a little further in the air as my torso relaxed against the table. He made me wait as his fingers fondled me and then his mouth. I was beginning to drip, could feel it as the cool night air blew against my exposed skin and just enhanced the feeling of my arousal running down my thigh.

  “Such a naughty little slut. You’re dripping for me.”

  His teeth nibbled on one of the many marks that colored my ass as I moaned. The heat of his body faded away and as I tried to relax, the first strike of his belt came down on my ass. I may have moaned in pleasure at the sting that vibrated through my ass cheeks.

  “Count!”

  “Yes, Sir. One!”

  He took small breaks, but it didn’t end until I’d whimpered out, “Twenty.” Tears rolled down my cheeks as I heard him buckling his belt once more. It was over...for now. I wiped the tears away, ashamed, not wanting him to see them.

  His hands ran over my skin. They were warm and soothed my rewarmed bottom. Slowly, my body stopped trembling from pain, the pain turning into desire. His fingers stroked me and fucked me slowly, deliberately, until I was pleading with him.

  “Please, Sir. I want to come.”

  He pulled me from the table and dressed me as he talked softly to me and gave me further instruction. “Not yet.”

  I wanted to kick and scream; throw a temper tantrum. But I was quickly dissuaded by his next comment. Always. His words seemed to have this effect on me.

  “Show me how bad you want to come like the obedient slut you are.” He was unzipping his pants and I wasted no time.

  Dropping to my knees in front of him, the gravel digging into the tops of my feet, I sucked him into my mouth. His hands clung to my head and ran through my hair sending new sensations through my body as he began to pulse in my mouth.

  “Fuck. Squeeze my ass.”

  My hands moved from his hips to his ass and squeezed as he’d ordered me. His groans became more and more prevalent as he fucked my mouth. I wondered if he’d allow himself release this time or not. Then I knew he was going to grant himself the relief when his body stiffened. He spurt down my throat and I recognized instantly that he tasted sweet, sweeter than any other man I’d sucked off. I continued to run my lips and tongue over him until he pried me off him.

  He was still semi-erect as he pulled me to my feet, kissing me deeply. Then I watched him wipe the final drop off his tip and then lift his finger to my mouth. I greedily sucked it into my mouth as a massive grin stretched across his face. He tucked himself back into his pants and pulled me close.

  “I should start carrying a mat for you.” He was acknowledging the gravel as he then bent down and cleaned off my knees.

  Giggling, I remembered and said, “I have a yoga mat in the back of my car. I would’ve dug it out had I known.”

  Pulling me close, he whispered against my lips. “I should go. I have a two hour drive.”

  “Ok.”

  “And you have homework to complete.” I nodded. “I want you to go home and offer your husband what you just did for me.” I searched his eyes, surprised at the request. “Ok?”

  Unsure, but knowing I’d obey, I acknowledged him. “Yes, Sir.”

  Kissing me, then slapping my ass, he said his goodbye. “I’ll see you Thursday. Don’t forget your homework!”

  “Yes, Sir. Drive safe. Email me when you get there.”

  Shaking his head in amusement, he said, “Yes, Mom.”

  I got in my vehicle and he waited to make sure I was heading out and then followed suit. We both waved as we pulled down the road in opposite directions. I pulled into the bank parking lot and made my deposit. Sitting in a parking spot after, I sat and reflected, while waiting for my swollen lips to calm.

  From the moment we found out how close our real lives were—and possibly already intertwined—I knew I couldn’t turn away from him. Most people probably would’ve freaked, but it was the opposite for me. This shit didn’t just happen. Did it? There was a reason for it, had to be. Maybe I was walking into the lion’s den, but I was prepared to be eaten alive. That was the point, wasn’t it?

  After a short drive, the trembling done with, I headed home. Todd was in his recliner when I walked in. Following my instructions from Gregor, I crawled into Todd’s lap. He seemed a little apprehensive and questioned my motives.

  “What’s gotten into you?”

  Sighing in annoyance, I pulled back. “Nothing. I crawl in your lap all the time and this is always your reaction.”

  And it was true. Crawling in his lap was something I did often and nine times out of ten I was refused. I shouldn’t have been surprised. He pulled me close and kissed me. I tried not to think about how lame his kisses were when compared to Gregor’s. Todd’s kisses lacked passion.

  Passion.

  Gregor was overflowing with it.

  Trying to push Gregor out of my head, I kissed Todd back and let my hands roam. I moved closer and could feel his erection through his pants. I knew I couldn’t get naked in front of him so I started to unzip his pants and maneuver my way down. Then, abruptly he stopped me.

  “I’m not in the mood. I have a big day tomorrow.”

  I glanced down at his obvious erection and then back to his face. “Umm...”

  “Meredith.”

  Putting my hands up in defense, I yielded. “Ok.”

  I climbed off his lap and headed to the bathroom. Closing and locking the door, I tried to calm my emotions. I would never understand that man and maybe I wasn’t supposed to. Fighting the tears, I took another deep breath and decided to distract myself with Gregor’s marks.

  Dropping my pants, I examined my ass. I giggled at the thought of it looking like a crime scene. Then I lifted my shirt and examined my breast once I freed it from my bra. Shit! My breast was clearly marked, too. I shook my head and replaced my clothing. I used the restroom and headed back to my office, Todd paying no mind to me.

  TO: bruisedassets@yahoo.com

  10:22 PM

  Subject: OMG

  So, I think you want me on my knees with you and at home, fully clothed. My nipple is marked. Lol. Something to add to the keep hidden list.

  I knew he was still driving and didn’t know if he’d respond tonight or not. Turning on some music, Shaped Like a Gun by Tailor taunted me about my relationship with Todd. I got caught up on emails and dove in
to some work. Shortly after eleven, Todd already in bed, I got an email from Gregor.

  TO: meredith@meredithedits.com

  11:18 PM

  Subject: Re: OMG

  Just got to the hotel. Took a while longer than it should have.

  How bad is the nipple? Is it obvious...? Not marking my territory, but you can’t really get a proper spanking without some marks.

  As soon as I got into the room I felt wiped.

  Of course – thoughts are elsewhere... :)

  TO: bruisedassets@yahoo.com

  11:23 PM

  Subject: Re: OMG

  Compared to the other – it’s obvious. We’ll see how it looks in the am.

  So, I crawled into his lap tonight and while he was turned on, he refused me. Said he has a big day at work tomorrow. I’m sure you understand how hard that rejection is for me.

  On another note... best cock n cum I’ve tasted, probably ever. I was also lacking on protein intake today. So, thanks for that. :)

  I laughed as I re-read it once I sent it. I was horrible, we were horrible, but it was so much fun.

  TO: meredith@meredithedits.com

  11:35 PM

  Subject: Re: OMG

  You tried and offered your talents – you can’t force him to accept... :)

  Thank you for the compliment. Diet and exercise has a major influence on taste and I have been told that before. I have nothing to compare it to though so I will have to take your word for it... :)

  I groaned and rolled my eyes at the remark about him hearing it before. I knew I wasn’t the only girl he’d blown his load in, but that didn’t mean I wanted the reminder. Slightly annoyed, though I knew it was ridiculous, I started on my last homework assignment for the day.

  TO: bruisedassets@yahoo.com

  12:08 AM

  Subject: #3

  Sitting at my desk, slow music playing softly. Needing to drift away to where someone wants and craves my touch like I do his. Sweat pants and panties pushed aside as I slowly stroke myself. Bottom is extremely tender, every movement sending little bursts of pain through me. I imagine I’m sprawled out on that picnic table as you devour me. My clit so hard as my legs flex… I pull my hand away and try to relax.

  I want to lie in your lap as you stroke and pull on my hair, turn the world off as we turn each other on. My head feels heavy as my legs start shaking again. Growing wetter and wetter, I envision you behind me, on top of me, beside me. Dip a finger in and twirl, seeking that gasp-worthy touch. It hurts to clench my ass, so I do it over and over as the tingles travel through my abdomen. Panting, I stop before it’s too late.

  Bite my ears, neck, shoulders, ass, make me beg. So easily I get distracted when your hands and mouth are on me, that I grow still and lose focus. I think about the tears that fell from my eyes with the last few lashes, my legs trembling. Then your hands caressing, lips sucking, tongue licking, teeth biting. So much all at once and yet, not enough. Clenching around my own fingers, palming my clit. Imagining me begging you to make me come and you giving me permission to do so. Thighs flexed, I must stop…

  I waited a few minutes to see if I’d get a response. When I didn’t, I decided to shut it down for the night. I needed to sleep. I slept more soundly than I had in several days. When I woke, Todd was gone and I was practically humping my body pillow. I figured ‘what the hell’ and moved on to my first assignment for the day. When I was done, I grabbed my phone and sent the email, noting he’d never responded to the one from the night before.

  TO: bruisedassets@yahoo.com

  7:14 AM

  Subject: Day 2, #1

  I wake up throbbing and find myself open and wet. Sliding two fingers inside, my back arches and I grip my headboard with my free hand. Softly gasping, I circle my clit and notice the feel of my back sweating. So warm, I circle faster until my vision gets clouded and stop.

  I can't touch my breasts without thinking of you. My clit is thrumming away, begging for release. Licking my fingers, I start again. Vigorously, I seek orgasm until my feet lose all feeling and I stop, forcing it to cease.

  Rolling over, my ass in the air, I bury my face in the pillow. Frustration doesn't begin to describe it. Humping my hand, I squeeze my breasts and imagine you behind me. My core is tight, my body stiffening as I climb the cliff again. I feel myself dripping, my body aching for more. Clenching my legs, I let my ass fall back down and pant into the pillow, more dripping, more need, more want....must wait.

  I was still catching my breath when his reply came through.

  TO: meredith@meredithedits.com

  7:16 AM

  Subject: Re: Day 2, #1

  One down. Two to go.

  How good it will feel when it is finally granted.

  Agh! He was infuriating!

  TO: bruisedassets@yahoo.com

  7:18 AM

  Subject: Re: Day 2, #1

  Hmmm.

  I may sleep for days once it happens or just want more and more. Who am I kidding? It’ll be both.

  I was making breakfast for the kids when his response came through.

  TO: meredith@meredithedits.com

  8:06 AM

  Subject: Re: Day 2, #1

  :) That sentiment goes both ways...

  Knowing that he felt that way just made the want, throb, burn, and ache for him even worse.

  TO: bruisedassets@yahoo.com

  8:10 AM

  Subject: Re: Day 2, #1

  Sigh...you’re not helping the drip, drip, drip confessing you want more of me. :) Should be another great workout today, a total blur!

  TO: meredith@meredithedits.com

  8:11 AM

  Subject: Re: Day 2, #1

  I need to bury my face deep into that soaking pussy and feel that first, emphatic release.

  Jesus Christ! Put the phone down, Meredith. I was certain he had the power to make me disintegrate on the spot. And that’s what I did. He could wait like he so often made me do!

  Chapter Thirteen

  PULL ME UNDER

  I WENT ABOUT MY MORNING. After the gym, I made a few phone calls, and then jumped in the shower. It was time for assignment number two. After I got dressed, I sat down at my laptop and recounted the three torturous events with music playing. Pull Me Under by Adria was on and I had a fleeting thought and wrote it down, saving it for just the right moment. ‘I want to drown in my submission to you’.

  TO: bruisedassets@yahoo.com

  11:50 AM

  Subject: Day 2, #2

  Shower time again. Slowly I let the water tickle my hands before letting the water circle over my clit. Slow and steady, deep breaths. Turn the heat of the water up slightly and close my eyes as it warms me. Legs start to tremble and hips buck. I’m afraid to go any further.

  Start again, turning the heat up again. Push myself to the edge of the cliff as I lean against the shower wall. My body screaming at me to give in. I make bigger circles with the water and as the first jolt of my climax tries to hit me, I pull the water away. My body so frustrated, like there’s this weight on my shoulders I can’t get rid of.

  Trying something different, I spray my clit from behind and enjoy the new sensations. Breathing is erratic as my hips push back. Squeezing my breasts, that ache desperately, the first wave creeps up again as my legs tense, walls clamping down. I pull the water away as tears fill my eyes again in utter frustration. I may have screamed out in frustrated denial…

  I grabbed a bite to eat and headed to my massage appointment. Standing in the room to undress, I almost left my underwear on, but after two years of seeing the same therapist and always going naked, I decided to have no shame. I climbed on the table as usual and waited for Maude to come in.

  “How are you, Meredith?” Opening my eyes, I glanced at her and told her I was good. “Any areas of concern?”

  Chuckling, I said, “Yes and no. Just the usual.”

  “Ok, sweetie.”

  I was practically asleep, facedown, when her hands traveled und
er the towel and over my hips and I flinched. I heard her gasp and I immediately tried to cover for myself. “Sorry. It’s, umm, sensitive.”

  She knew something was up, “Honey, what happened?”

  Shit! “So, I’m not sure how to say this. It was a consensual spanking...field research.”

  “Well, honey, you only live once. I hope whoever it is, that he—or she—has the marks to match.” I belly laughed at that as she added, “This is nothing. The things I’ve seen in my day. Your secret is safe with me.”

  When I got home, exhausted didn’t begin to describe how I felt. I had a couple hours before the kids would be home. Fuck it. I set my alarm and lay down in bed. I didn’t hear from Gregor until later that night.

  TO: meredith@meredithedits.com

  7:08 PM

  Subject: Re: Day 2, #2

  Assignment #3 should be relatively quick based on that report...

  TO: bruisedassets@yahoo.com

  7:11 PM

  Subject: Re: Day 2, #2

  Should be interesting. I’m being summoned to bed. I’m sure I’ll be attempting to turn the tables on him to avoid ass exposure. Lol.

  I crashed hard for an hour this afternoon. Much needed sleep. Hope you had a productive day.

  My massage appt was quite interesting. She basically encouraged me on and said ‘you only live once’. Though, she did wonder if whoever is bruising my ass has the marks to match mine. Lol

  Over an hour later Todd pulled me from my office chair and took me to the bedroom. The kids were in bed and as he walked about the room I started thinking. I wasn’t sure how I was going to play things, but I knew I couldn’t let him see me naked. He walked back over to me. Taking control, I pushed him onto the bed.

  We fooled around for a little while and then—unsure how—things went to shit and he climbed under the covers. I walked to his side of the bed and leaned over him.