Captain, My Captain

by Maddie Taylor

  Tony looked up as she left the bathroom. He was lying in on top of the covers on the bed. Shirtless, his arms were crossed behind his head as he waited. He wore his jeans unbuttoned at the waist for comfort, but nothing else. His jeans became uncomfortably tight, trying to accommodate his growing cock when he saw what she was wearing. She was stunning in the short pink nightie. Her long, curly hair brushed the tips of her breasts as they swayed and jiggled while she walked. Her skin was tinted a soft pink, across her cute upturned nose, checks, shoulders and chests. The blush darkened under his intense scrutiny. God, she was sexy.

  “Your nose and shoulders got some color yesterday. Does it hurt?”

  “Not really, I put some aloe lotion on it. I tend to burn no matter what I do; I used SPF 50 and still got pink. I guess it’s the curse of being fair skinned with light eyes.”

  She moved toward the bed still rubbing excess lotion into her skin.

  Tony admired her lush curves and noticed that her beauty and all her womanly parts were enhanced rather than hidden from his gaze by wearing just that sweet little wisp of nothing. He watched as the dark nipples tightened and pressed against the sheer fabric. His eyes slid down and he could make out a skimpy pair of panties. She looked good enough to eat, and he planned to get to that right away.

  He smiled at her and moved one arm stretching a big hand out to her in invitation. She came to him, gliding across the floor to stop beside the bed and put her small hand trustingly in his. He sat up, swinging his legs over the side and pulled her in between his parted legs. His hands moved to her hips and pulled her in close. Petite as she was, she still had to look up to meet his eyes while he sat at the side of the bed. One hand slid up her back and the other slipped down to cup a full, round cheek. He bent his head, nuzzling her neck and inhaled her scent. “You smell fantastic, Angel.” He spread kisses across her neck and shoulder. Megan giggled as his warm breath and lips tickled a sensitive area. He pulled back and looked at her beautiful face. “Ticklish?”

  “Yes, Sir. Very.”

  “Good to know.”

  She giggled again as he dipped back down and kissed, nipped and licked again. He chuckled at her response and slid them both back on the bed. Tony seated himself against the headboard and pulled Megan onto his lap so that she straddled his thighs. Sliding both big hands up and down her back, he looked at her barely-there nightie.

  “This is sexy, Angel, but it’s got to go.” Before she could react, Tony whipped the sheer material over her head and dropped it over the side of the bed.

  “Mmmm, you are absolutely gorgeous,” he murmured, as he pulled her close and his lips and tongue zeroed in on a tight nipple and suckled, pulling it deep into his mouth.

  Megan gasped and arched her back, offering herself to him. Her fingers slid into his hair and she pulled his head tightly against her. He thoroughly licked, sucked, laved and bit her aching nipple before lifting his head and admiring his work. He grinned as he looked at the glistening straining nipple. His attention had darkened it to a berry red color. Gorgeous.

  “Oh yeah, baby, you have great tits and these nipples taste so good.” He gave it one last lick before moving to the other breast and paying it equal attention. His hands grabbed her ass and pulled her tight against him so that her warm, wet pussy barely covered by the sheer G-string ground snuggly against his jean-covered erection.

  Tony raised his head and looked at the stunning woman on his lap. She was writhing against him, moving her hips and grinding her pussy against his cock. She whimpered softly and he knew if he slipped a finger into those little panties she would shoot off like a bottle rocket on the Fourth of July. He squeezed her soft, voluptuous ass cheeks. She was a nice, soft armful of woman, just the way he liked it.

  He decided they needed to slow things down a bit. Each encounter so far had gone from zero to sixty and he hadn’t had time to play and bring her to climax again and again. Although at thirty-eight, he still had stamina to go several times, he was no longer eighteen and wanted to prolong things. Definitely quality over quantity. He also thought she needed to learn a little lesson in control. He had allowed her to come at will up till now. She needed to learn that patience had its own reward and made for some fucking fantastic orgasms.

  “Ok, Angel. Let’s get these panties off, yeah?”

  He guided one leg over his hips and pulled her face down across his hips. He positioned her so that her sweet pussy was cushioning his rock hard dick. He groaned as he looked down at the backside of her skimpy panties. Her full cheeks were barely covered and his big hand grabbed handfuls as he firmly massaged her ass. He pulled her panties down over her butt and paused to bend and plant some hot, wet kisses on her luscious ass. Megan cried out and wiggled and ground her pussy against him.

  “Please,” she begged.

  Christ, her soft voice begging for his attention turned him on. He sucked her soft skin into his mouth and gently bit down. He was leaving a little love bite and he smiled at the thought of marking his submissive.

  Megan was wild over his lap. “Please, I can’t take it.”

  SMACK!

  “Please, who?”

  “Please, Sir!”

  “Please, Captain. I like the way that sounds coming from you.”

  “Please, my Captain,” she breathed.

  “Excellent, my Angel. I’m gonna fuck you, but not yet. We’ve got all night. No need to rush things.”

  Megan whimpered in agony and ground her pussy against him, trying to get pressure on her clit to make her come.

  SMACK SMACK SMACK

  “Be still.” Tony admired the rosy full globes and rubbed her stinging checks as he began instructing his little sub. “Tonight you are going to learn patience, my beautiful submissive. No coming till I say so. No coming without permission, from now on.”

  “But, Captain, I’m dying already!”

  “Think how much better it’s going to be when I finally bring you off, baby. Patience is definitely a virtue and leads to some pretty fucking awesome orgasms, too.” He chuckled as she groaned in frustration. “I want to play for a while, baby.”

  He slid her panties down her legs and sailed them over the side to join her nightie. “Spread your thighs.” Megan inched her legs apart. “Wider.” She moved them apart a little more, embarrassed that he could see all her intimate bits and all the wetness pouring from her throbbing pussy. Sighing, Tony moved her thighs wide enough apart for his satisfaction. The feel of his warm hands against her inner thighs and the cool air brushing the wet lips of her pussy, pushed Megan closer to her peak and she wiggle and squirmed, attempting to get relief.

  “Bad girl!”

  SMACK SMACK SMACK

  “I said be still. Get up on your knees. I don’t want you rubbing that naughty pussy and clit against me and getting off. Keep those thighs spread wide.”

  His deep voice giving her orders had her gushing. Propped on her knees with her legs spread wide and her full ass high in the air embarrassed her, yet thrilled her at the same time. Her pussy lips parted further and she could feel where the wetness had soaked her bare inner thighs.

  Tony’s right hand caressed her ass and thighs, carefully avoiding her sensitive areas between her legs. He was allowing her to cool down a bit so he could play. His other hand slid up between her shoulder blades and pressed down so that her chest lowered back down to the bed. He could feel the underside of her full tits pressing against his outer thigh. So fucking hot!

  He spent several minutes caressing and stroking her soft, smooth skin. Finally, she was posed to his liking. Still and obediently submissive. She’s learning, he approved.

  “Ready for more, baby?”

  “Yes, Captain.”

  “Remember, no coming without permission,” he warned her.

  “Captain?”

  “Yes, Megan?”

  “What if I can’t hold off? What if I can’t help it?”

  “Tell you what, Angel. We should have already talked about t
his, but we’ve been otherwise occupied. In D/s scenes, while we are playing you will have a safeword. This word makes whatever we are doing stop. It’s also the safeword if we go to the club. If you use it at the club, say it loud and the dungeon monitors will immediately come to your assistance. But it is serious to use at the club so you better be prepared for the attention it will bring. Since D/s is new for you, I’m also going to give you a slowdown safeword. If you need a time out say ‘yellow.’ That will get me to slow down and give you a little breather. I’ll slow down and we’ll talk about whatever is bothering you. It will be up to me to decide if we continue after that point or not. But remember, if we do something that is scary or unbearably painful you tell me red and everything stops. Yeah?”

  “Yes, Sir. Thank you.”

  “But, Megan, I warn you that I will not be pleased if I think you are using your safewords without giving a serious effort. We have to have trust and honesty between us. If you are scared or in too much pain, I want you to use your safeword, but I want it to mean something. Understand?”

  “Yes, Captain.”

  “God, I fucking love the way that sounds, baby!”

  He caressed her ass again before he lifted his palm and brought it down four more times, rapidly and firmly.

  “What did I do, Captain?”

  “Nothing, Angel. This isn’t punishment. This is for my enjoyment…not yours.” He brought his big hand down again and again, spreading firm stinging swats across her gorgeous ass.

  “I love heating up this beautiful, creamy skin. I love the pink color. I fucking love all those gasps, sighs and squeals. It’s music to this Dom’s ears, baby.”

  He continued with the erotic spanking, covering her cheeks and bringing her skin to a warm, rosy hue. After about ten more swats he paused and rubbed her tingling skin. His fingers wandered lower and dipped into her splayed pussy, still avoiding her clit.

  “You are fucking gushing cream, Angel.” He pulled his fingers away and brought them to his mouth, tasting her essence. “Mmmmm. You taste sweet, baby.”

  Megan couldn’t see, but the image that passed through her mind of him tasting her cream made her hotter. She groaned and rocked back in ecstasy. A sharp, stinging smack landed on her tender ass.

  “Be still,” Tony demanded without raising his voice. When she stilled, he brought his left hand up to her head. “Look at me.”

  Megan turned her head so that her cheek was against the mattress but she could look back over her shoulder and into his handsome face. His hand brushed the damp hair from her cheek and tucked it behind her ear. His expression was intense but he smiled at her as he gently caressed her hair. “So damn sweet, Angel. Ever tasted yourself?”

  Megan gasped and flushed a deep red.

  “I’ll take that as a no,” he chuckled and his fingers dipped back into her pussy, gathering more of her sweet cream. Twisting, he brought his hand to her lips that were parted as she panted for breath at the scandalous notion of tasting her own juices. His fingers glistened and he transferred her essence from his fingers and painted her lips.

  “Open,” he demanded. Their eyes were locked and his intense gaze radiated dominance and authority. She never even considered not following his command and parted her lips wider. He dipped two fingers in her mouth.

  “Suck them clean, baby.” He groaned deeply as he watched her obey and eagerly sucked and licked his fingers clean. He leaned over and kissed her deeply and licked her cream from her lips. “Thank you for this gift, Angel. Your submission awes me.”

  He sat back up and continued caressing her, his big hands stroking her hair, her back, ass and thighs. She felt the hand at her ass leave her and then she heard a low buzzing sound. She tried to turn and look at what he had, but he ordered, “Still!” and she obediently returned to her position.

  Megan felt a vibrator brush against her pussy. Tony gently moved it over her outer lips, avoiding her slit and clit. Megan moaned as she struggled to stay still. She was exerting extreme control by preventing herself from rocking back and impaling herself on his fingers or the vibe. He played slowly for what seemed like an eternity before he moved the vibe over her slit gently moving it upward past her clit and pussy hole and into the crack of her ass. He paused and let it work over her little pink star. She tensed up immediately.

  “Ever had a cock in your ass, baby?” he asked.

  She shook her head frantically.

  “I need to hear you answers, Megan. While we are playing, I may not always see a nod or a facial expression. Always give me a verbal response so we are clear, yeah?”

  “Yes, Captain,” she breathed.

  “Have you ever been taken in the ass?”

  “No, Captain.”

  “How about with fingers or a toy?”

  “Never, Captain.”

  “Well, we’ll have to see about fixing that sorry omission then won’t we? But, not tonight.”

  Tony slid the vibe to her dripping opening and dipped in just enough to coat the tip. He then slid it back up and teased the outside of her virgin asshole. He thought about taking her ass for the first time. It would be tight and hot. Fucking amazing. What a prize he had in his little Megan, so sweet, soft, and eager to please, and still surprisingly innocent. He would teach her and they would explore her sexual awakening together.

  After teasing her asshole for several minutes he moved the vibe back to her pussy. He teased her soaking vaginal opening with the tip, slowly dipping it in and out, advancing the penetration gradually. When he had about half of the seven-inch vibe inside her, he flipped the remote and increased the speed to medium. Megan let out a low moan but held her position.

  “Good girl. You are doing great, Megan.”

  His encouragement sent a wave of pleasure over Megan. Why did pleasing this man bring her such fulfillment? She had always been a people pleaser and peacemaker, but never thought she would be so happy to submit to a man. No. Not just a man, but Tony. He had been the love of her life for fifteen years, the star of all her erotic fantasies. She had imagined him taking charge, but more like sweeping off her feet and ravishing her, not spanking and fucking her with toys. The reality of him commanding and dominating her and getting turned on by it all was amazing.

  The vibe dipped deeper and his fingers brushed her pussy. She knew he had it fully inserted in her soaking, tight pussy. She felt full, but not nearly as full as when Tony was inside her. This felt awesome though, because he was controlling the penetration, the vibration, the speed and rhythm. The eroticism of the position was so erotic, on her knees, over his lap with her ass high in the air and her knees splayed wide as he commanded.

  The vibration suddenly ratcheted higher and she felt a low buzzing near her clit. What was that? She felt a cool, smooth sensation glide gently over her clit.

  “Yeah. Take it for me. A vibe deep in your cunt and an egg on your clit. Next time we’ll add a vibrating butt plug and fill you up all the way.”

  “Oh God! Fuck me! Fuck me and make me come.”

  The vibes were instantly removed. “Language!”

  SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK.

  He reined five hard, stinging slaps over her ass and thighs.

  Wow! Megan knew he meant business. She instantly understood the difference between the erotic and sensual spanking of a few minutes ago that was arousing and absolutely fantastic and the punishment spanking he had just administered. Fuck, that really hurt. She had to remember to curb her tongue. She had never really used that word before, always avoiding cursing. Tony’s language was liberally laced with the f-bomb as well as Rick’s, Lil T’s and all the other guys. What a double standard, but what was a submissive girl supposed to do?

  “I promised you the paddle for the next time, Megan. Go into the closet and look behind the door. Bring me what you find on the hook. “

  “No, please Sir. I’m sorry.”

  “Yeah, so you say. I have told you repeatedly that I don’t like that kind of language from your s
weet mouth. You have five coming from the paddle. Delays will earn you extra. “

  Megan sat back on her heels and looked at Tony. Her big, blue eyes were wet with unshed tears. Oh My God! He was going to use a paddle on her ass. She was afraid, but her pussy gushed at the same time. Was she out of her mind, getting turned on by a paddling?

  Tony returned her gaze, his big right hand still resting on her naughty bottom. He squeezed reassuringly. “Trust me to know what you need, Megan. Now your delay has earned you five more. Get a move on before I make it fifteen.”

  Megan scurried off his lap and rushed to the closet. Hanging on a hook behind the door was a wicked – looking paddle.

  “Megan!” Tony barked.

  She grabbed the evil-looking thing from the hook and rushed back to the angry man who was now standing beside the bed. He held out his hand and she laid it across his palm.

  “Bend over the bed and spread your legs wide.”

  “Please, Sir. Can’t you do it over your lap?”

  Tony felt his irritation lessen by his sweet sub’s request. She wasn’t trying to bargain her way out of the paddling; she was just trying to negotiate the terms.

  “No, Megan.” He pointed her to the bed and waited patiently as she reluctantly obeyed. “You don’t seem to be learning the lesson when delivered over my knee. In fact, I think you are enjoying that too much for it to be considered punishment. “