Captain, My Captain

by Maddie Taylor

  Megan was in position, but still crying softly when Tony entered the room. He stood behind her and admired her saucy ass spread prettily and submissively before him, awaiting his pleasure.

  “Okay Megan. Tell me what has you so upset.”

  She shook her head and cried louder. He bent and ran a comforting hand up and down her spine, moving to cup a well-rounded ass cheek. “Tell me what’s wrong, baby, so I can help.”

  “It’s nothing, captain. Just me being silly.”

  “Unacceptable, Megan. You will not hide from me, even your feelings. You were fine before the doctor’s appointment. What happened to make you so upset?”

  “I’m fine, captain. Just PMSing.” She couldn’t tell him how sad she was for being useless, unable to use her hands for much of anything. She couldn’t cook, work, or even give her man a good massage like he loved, before the injury. All she was good for was sitting around and getting fat.

  SMACK SMACK!

  A stinging swat landed on both round cheeks.

  “Bullshit, Megan! You don’t get PMS. Don’t lie to me.”

  His directive was met with more quiet sobs. He wanted to help her. She seemed so sad lately. He knew she was frustrated with her recovery, but the doctors were assuring him she was progressing as expected. He had a feeling this was something else. Her nightmares had decreased, she was sleeping better and her therapy sessions seemed to be going well. What was it now?

  “Okay Megan. You get the flogger if you’re not going to talk to me.” He waited, but she said nothing else.

  Damn! He didn’t want to punish her when she was already feeling so bad. But he knew a few minutes with the flogger would have her ready.

  He stood behind her with the braided horsehair flogger. Megan had picked this one out herself. He had assigned her to research different impact devices and to pick out three; one for pleasure, one for discipline, and one for punishment. With his approval, he had ordered the implements and they had not had the opportunity to use them since their arrival last week.

  The braided flogger was her selection for discipline. She knew better than to withhold from her Dom. They had agreed to trust, honesty and full disclosure. The full disclosure requirement was especially on Megan’s part. Tony had the prerogative to withhold confidential security information and also, as the Dom, certain scenes and lessons that needed to be planned for his little subbie in advance.

  “We’ll start with ten, Megan, then see if you’re more agreeable to discussing what is going on in that beautiful head of yours. What are your safewords?”

  “Yellow for slow down and red for stop, Captain.”

  “I will count.”

  He then proceeded to lay ten on her. The fall of the braids laid across her buttocks and thighs landed with a stingy thud. A moderate intensity impact device, when applied with proper technique produced a nice sting, but didn’t bruise. Her saucy little butt pinked up nicely and he could feel the added heat as he rubbed her gently following the tenth stroke.

  “Ah, Megan. Your plump ass takes the flogger so well.”

  Megan burst out in loud, wailing sobs.

  “What the fuck, Megan.” He dropped the flogger and picked up his little sub and held her on his lap. She curled against him and wailed inconsolably.

  “Did I hurt you, baby? You’re barely pink.”

  “No…Cap...Tain,” she stuttered as she gasped for breath between sobs. “I’m sorry. You deserve better than me. I’m fat and useless.”

  “Megan!” He pulled her face up to meet his stern, frowning expression. “What’s this about? You know I don’t like it when you degrade yourself.”

  “But, I gained five pounds in two weeks. I can’t work, I can’t cook for you, and I can’t even give you a massage. I release you, Captain. No one would blame you for wanting to find someone better…someone whole.”

  “Stop, Megan. I love you, baby. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. You are smart, funny, and incredibly sexy. You aren’t fat! I love your curves and you know it. Do you think I’d be fucking someone two to three times a day if I didn’t find her beautiful and sexy? I especially love your full, round, luscious ass.” He reached down and squeezed her warm, pink flesh.

  “You know I am an ass man, and this ass is the best around. I love to watch it, squeeze it and spank it. You know that, honey. Now really, what is this about?”

  “Oh, Captain. What if I don’t get the feeling back in my hands? I’m useless.”

  “You’re not useless, Angel.” He pulled her close and whispered in her ear, words of love and reassurance. “You were kidnapped and severely injured, baby. It’s gonna take time for the rehab to work. The doctors have told you this. And, if you don’t come back one hundred percent, we’ll adapt. You still have your business. You were looking at expanding, right? There’s no reason you can’t still do that. You just need to let others help more. You can still manage things.”

  “I can’t even use the computer, Tony. Everything is computerized these days.”

  “So we get voice recognition software, no problem. Or you get an accountant and you stay in charge and run the show. Be the boss. We can overcome these barriers. But, you have to give yourself time to heal. The doctor and therapists said to give it about six months for healing. It’s only been two. You’re rushing things, babe. The limits set on your activities are just while you are recovering and mainly for your safety. You’ll be able to drive again, use the computer, and give me a massage. We just want to give you time. Yeah?”

  He looked into her eyes and searched for understanding. He smiled and kissed her gently on the tip of her nose, gently wiping the tears from her cheeks.

  She smiled through her tears. “I told you I was being silly.” She sniffled and wiped her nose with the tissue he handed her.

  “How you feel is never silly, baby.” He kissed her then, a deep searing, and soulful kiss. He pulled back and looked at her. “I think another lesson is in order, little subbie.”

  “But, Captain, the flogger really stung.”

  “I bet it did, Angel, and it was the medium intensity. It’s supposed to sting a naughty sub’s ass. Let it be a reminder that you better not ever hide things from me.” His expression was fierce and his eyes intense as he made it clear. “Another incident like this may earn you a punishment with that suede flogger. That’s a high intensity implement you picked out, my little masochist. If you earn it, I assure you will deserve every stroke.” He smiled at her stricken expression. “Don’t worry, there’ll be no pain involved in this lesson. Now, go stand in front of the mirror and wait for me.”

  Megan did as she was told and waited patiently in front of the antique, full-length mirror in the corner of the bedroom. She watched him get the straight-backed chair and move about the room.

  “I thought you said no pain. Are you going to spank me again?”

  “Patience. Now, turn around and face the mirror and wait for me like a good girl.”

  She looked at her reflection in the mirror, trying to see what he saw. She felt his big hands slip around her waist as he moved into position behind her. He sat down and pulled her onto his lap. He had removed his jeans and she could feel his bare erection pressing against her equally bare ass.

  “Straddle my thighs, baby.”

  Megan moved her legs over the outside of his big muscular thighs. Her much shorter legs causing her to balance her weight by resting her inner thighs against him as her feet dangled inches above the floor. He moved her into the position he wanted then spread his legs, splaying her wider and spreading her bare pussy. Tony’s hands swept up her inner thighs and stroked the tender flesh near her pussy. They then moved upward over her hips, to her belly and then cupped her full breasts.

  “Open your eyes baby and look in the mirror. See what I see.”

  Her eyes opened and she saw they were intimately reflected in the full-length mirror before them. She watched his hands cup and stroke her breasts then begin to pluck her nip
ples. He moved one hand down over her soft stomach and across her bare mound as his fingers splayed across her pussy.

  “Watch, my beauty. I want you to see how beautiful you are, especially when you submit to me and I make you come.”

  Megan watched the hand spread her pussy lips and expose her pink flesh, her clit and her wet opening. He stroked her tender flesh avoiding her clit. Suddenly, his hand moved away and he reached for something behind him. She whimpered at the loss of his touch.

  “Shh… I’m not going anywhere.”

  His hand returned and he pressed her vibrating egg right up against her clit. It stayed in position, her plump pussy lips holding it in place as he moved to flip the remote to a medium speed. His hand returned and spread across her mound, just holding her and the egg in place.

  “Raise up, baby.”

  Easier said than done, she thought since she couldn’t reach the floor. Obediently, she used her hands on his hard thighs and pushed her pelvis and ass upward, her legs spread wide over his. It was enough however for him to position his cock over her opening.

  “Ok, baby, take me deep inside that beautiful pussy.”

  Slowly she lowered, impaling herself on his long, thick cock. He sat still and allowed her to take him inside her. His size still startled her and she sucked in a breath as he stretched and filled her. Finally, she rested against his thighs again, her ass against his lower abs as he was fully seated inside her.

  “Lean forward and place your hands behind your back.”

  Again, she followed his commands without question. Tony quickly applied cuffs above her elbows, the arm binder had a long cord connecting them at a comfortable distance so that her arms were restrained slightly behind her back but still caused her to arch her back and her tits stood out even more. “Now lean back and look at yourself. Look at us.”

  She gasped as she looked at the stunning picture they made. He was big, hard and dark. She was small, soft and fair. Although opposites, they complemented each other perfectly. His strong, tanned arms were wrapped around her. Her hair was tousled and her head was leaning back against his strong shoulder. His handsome face appeared above her shoulder, his lips pressing gentle kisses along the curve of her shoulder, and up her neck and behind her ear. She looked at her large breasts, obscenely prominent in this position. Her nipples were taut peeks as his broad fingers stroked and tweaked them gently.

  She groaned and arched her back further. She started to rock up and down on his hard cock, trying to get some friction as his cock sat still but deep inside her.

  “No. Be still. Feel me deep inside you, but don’t move.”

  She moaned in frustration. Tony’s thumb flipped the remote another notch higher. Her eyes went to her pussy where his big hand held the vibrating egg in place over her clit. Below that she could see where his large erection was buried deeply inside her. Their spread thighs gave her a unique view in the mirror.

  “Oh, Captain. I can see where we are joined together. You’re so beautiful.”

  “We are beautiful together. Look at your face, Megan. See how beautiful you are in your passion, your submission? Your eyes shine, your skin glows, your luscious lips are full and parted. Every once in a while that little pink tongue peeks out and licks those lips. It makes me want to do the same. Look at your gorgeous full breasts.” He cupped and fondled her as she watched. “Look how they swell and the nipples harden when aroused. Mmmm, that’s so hot and sexy, baby.”

  She watched as his mouth latched to the side of her throat in a heated kiss.

  “Look at your pussy. See how that pink flesh weeps for me. Watch my fingers spread your lips. Look at the cream you make when you respond to me. You get so fucking wet, baby. Never have I felt anything like it. You gush at the mere touch of my hand.”

  “No, it just takes the sound of your voice, Captain.”

  “Ah, yes…there is that, too. I love how you respond to me, Angel. You take all of my hard cock in your wet, hot softness. I can’t get enough. Plus, that ass baby. Fuck! I could go on all day about that ass. One day soon, I’m gonna fuck that gorgeous ass and you will be mine in every way. Do you want that, baby?

  “Yes, Captain. I want to belong to you in every way. I am yours. I love you.”

  He flipped the egg up to high. “Okay then, no more talk about you being fat, or useless, or not good enough. You are my sub, my woman, and my lover. When you insult my woman, you insult me. I wouldn’t be with other than perfection.”

  “TONY! Please.”

  “Yes. Come for me, baby. I want to feel you come around my cock. “

  “Can we move, Captain.”

  “No, Angel. Just feel.”

  Oh My God! The vibe at her clit, his big hand holding it tight against her, his huge cock buried inside her to the hilt… she couldn’t keep her climax at bay. She started to clench around him, her hips twitching and jerking as her orgasm built higher. He held her tightly so she couldn’t move and then, without any friction, fucking or other stimulation, her pussy reacted and her climax rolled through her.

  “Yes! That’s my girl. Now, look at your face, Megan. See what I see.”

  She obeyed and watched as her orgasm peaked and the sheer ecstasy she experienced was displayed clearly across her flushed face.

  A throat clearing suddenly snapped her out of her daydream. Her eyes flew open and the first thing she saw was her naked image reflected in the mirror Tony had recently installed above their bed.

  “My baby likes to watch,” he had said when Lil T helped him bolt it to the ceiling studs.

  Her hand was clamped between her thighs and the other was still at her aching breast. Her gaze shifted and she saw Tony next to the bed. His eyes swept over her body and up to her flushed face.

  “Am I interrupting?”

  “Oh my, Captain! I was dreaming.”

  “Well, I hope it was a good one, Megan. What is our rule about orgasms?”

  Uh Oh. “No coming without permission. But I didn’t come yet, Captain.”

  The frown on his face deepened and his brow arched at her audacity. Caught red-handed and she argued over semantics! “Your hand is practically wrist deep in your pussy, Megan. I don’t think you have much of an argument.”

  She could only stare guiltily up at him.

  “I didn’t think so.”

  Chapter Twenty-one

  “Whose pussy is this Megan?” Tony used his left hand and speared his fingers in the thick hair of Megan’s nape, forcing her head back gently and meeting her eyes. She looked at her powerful Dom. Lord, he made her lose herself just from his voice. Tony had ordered her to stand in the present pose at their bedside. In her bare feet, with her feet spread shoulder width apart, he towered over her.

  “It’s yours, Captain!”

  “That’s right. And, did you have permission to play with my pussy, Megan?” Tony asked this as his right hand reached down and began to lightly stroke her bare, freshly waxed pussy lips, all the while never taking his eyes off his submissive’s expressive face. His sub was a delight to him. Although she tried on occasion, her lovely face could not conceal any lies or deception. She flushed a delightful pink from her high cheekbones to the tops of her full breasts. Her eyes darted away from his as she tried to maintain her composure. She had been just minutes away from coming in what he was sure was going to be quite a spectacular orgasm, interrupted only by the untimely arrival of her Dom. Tony could smell her arousal, a wonderful, spicy scent that made his dick twitch and ache. He had to control the urge to reach down and adjust his very stiff response to her very naughty behavior.

  “No, sir,” came her breathless response.

  “Right again. You are doing quite well with this little quiz, Angel. Next question, did you have permission to make my pussy come?”

  “No, sir! But I didn’t, come that is.” Megan was so aroused that she couldn’t control the breathless moan that escaped her lips with her answer. She trembled and her breasts quivered drawing Tony’s f
ascinated gaze.

  “No, but you were on the verge. You were seconds from exploding when I walked in. Were you planning to stop before you came?”

  “No, sir.”

  “Didn’t think so. One final question, Angel. What do you think happens to bad girls that touch their master’s property without permission?”

  “They get spanked, Sir!”

  “Ordinarily, I would say yes. But, I think in your case this calls for a different kind of punishment.”

  “Yes, sir. What might that be, Sir?”

  “Well, spanking is so enjoyable to you, it’s hardly a punishment. I think instead,” he paused as he let her mind work. He loved to tease her with the unknown. Yes, her mind was definitely one of his favorite sex toys. “I’ll plug your little ass, then spank it, and fuck it but not allow you to come. How does that sound?

  Megan inhaled sharply. “Terrible, sir.”

  “Excellent. The perfect punishment should be terrible.”

  “Sir, I’ve never taken anything back there before. I’m scared.”

  “You have your safewords if it gets to be too much. I expect you to use them if you need to, but I want you to try to submit to this punishment. You violated one of our rules and deserve to be punished.”

  “Yes, Captain, I was naughty and need you to correct me. It’s just that I was having such a wonderful daydream and didn’t realize…” Megan started to cry. She had been so turned on by her dream that she hadn’t realized she was touching herself, pinching her nipple and stroking her pussy. She felt like such a failure for letting him down. She wanted only to please this wonderful, strong, sexy man. “I’m sorry I disappointed you, Captain. I missed you so much.”