Discovering Submission

Breaking Point: Part 4

Tim reaches down and opens her door for her, a smile forms in the corners of her lips as she locks eyes with him. " Thank you Tim, you are too sweet." " No need to thank me Angel, it is my pleasure." He says softly as she sits in the seat before he closes the door. Approaching the drivers side door, he opens it and sits in the car. Glancing over at Angel before shaking his head as he starts the car. Pulling out the parking lot of the restaurant to head towards Angel's house. Angel looks over at Tim with a soft smile curled into the corner of her lips. " Thank you for taking me to lunch, the food was amazing, I really enjoyed myself." She says before a slight uncontrollable giggle pushes from her lips. He nods his head softly and places his hand on her knee. "Mhmm, you're welcome Angel." She shifts her weight in her seat to face him." Is everything okay Tim?" "Yes Angel" Sitting there completely unaware that she has left something brewing inside of him. A side of him that she did not know existed lays waiting for the opportune time to escape. Nervously nibbling at her bottom lip as they approach her house. He engages his emergency break after putting his car in park. Getting out of the car to open her door, she steps out and presses her body into his before pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek. " you're welcome to come inside if you'd like." He nods his head softly as he hides a mischievous grin that is forming in the corners of his lips as she heads towards the front door.

She tightly clenches her keys before putting them in the door. As she turns the keys she feels his hands wrap around her waist, his grip tightening as he pulls her against him. Her back presses into his chest, he leans down and presses his lips against the edge of her ear and whispers softly. " well, well, well little lady how are you going to carry yourself now? Are you going to continue to behave like a slut?" Her jaw falls open and she gasps softly as she hears the word slut. She swiftly pulls her body away from him before answering with a slight attitude hidden in her voice. " Excuse me, what did you just call me?" " I called you a slut." She quickly turns the key and opens the door. Pushing the door open, the force of her hand causes the door to hit the wall. The pictures on the walls shake, stepping through the door before tossing her keys on to the side table. She turns her head to look over her shoulder at him. Scowling at him as she kicks off her shoes. Tim closes the front door and locks the dead bolt, clearing his throat to get Angel's attention. She turns around with her arms crossed, her head tilted slightly to the side. " Yes Tim?" She asks softly, her widened light brown eyes now locked on his. Tim takes a step towards her, she instantly begins to fidget. She hesitates as he inches towards her, closing the gap between them. He stops right in front of her, his hand reaches out and grasps her chin. Cupping it lightly in his hand before giving it a gentle push. Now standing before him a nervous fidgety mess. Her body starts to tremble, not knowing what to do. She hesitates as he leans in towards her, now inches away from her face. His eyes lock on hers as he grows closer and closer to her. His lips brush against hers before he speaks softly. The tone in his voice drops, now different from the soft yet sweet tone that she has grown to know. " You really think I am going to allow you to get away with how you acted? The tremendous amount of embarrassment you caused me to have as that man gave me a thumbs up as you sucked my cock under the table like the dirty little slut you are?" The word slut combined with the sternness in his voice causes a soft whimper to push from her now parted lips. Something inside of her triggers and she feels herself beginning to become excited. She shakes her head to try to snap herself back into reality. She takes a step back and looks into his eyes. Yet again that sassy little attitude reveals itself. " What did you just call me?" " You heard me Angel, Did you not?" " I am not a slut!" She says as she attempts to turn around and walk into another room. His hand quickly snaps up and grabs the collar of her dress, giving it a soft tug before she stumbles into him. "You sure did act like a slut! So why would I not call you what you are?" Angel sighs before tugging at her dress to release it from his grasp. Mutilating a part of the soft black lace as she steps back. " Well so much for my dress." she detests as she quickly turns around and stomps her foot before heading to the kitchen for a glass of water. Tim follows closely behind her and grabs her arm as she walks into the dining room. Stopping her in her tracks before he causes her to pivot on her tippy toes. Now facing him, she nips at her bottom lip. " Now Angel, you can either choose to behave yourself or continue down this path of yours. Make your choice, and I suggest you do so quickly or I will make it for you." Angel clears her throat and instantly becomes confused at what is happening. This sudden change in Tim causes her to become a tad fearful but excited. She takes a step back and his grip tightens. " What do you mean behave? I am not a child!" She flares her nostrils and scoffs at him in distaste. Her eyes lowering as her eyes now lock on his, glaring at him in disgust. " Angel, there are things about me you do not know. Would you like to find out what I am talking about?" She tilts her head to the side with curiosity, now highly intrigued, her glare turns into a soft glow.

Her eyes now beaming up at him. Not allowing her a verbal response, he quickly turns her around and pushes her down onto the hard wood table. Her torso pushes into the hard cherry wood top. Pushing her hands down to grip the edge of the table, feeling his right hand press firmly against her exposed thigh. A chill runs down her spine as his hand slowly slithers up her soft caramel skin. Pushing beneath her dress, his fingertips dance along the soft lace hem of her turquoise panties. Continuing to push his hand up the round curve of her ass, now presented to him. Her dress pushes up with his arm, exposing her curves peeking from beneath the lace. His eyes dart down to her exposed ass, the lace causes him to grow excited, he maintains his composure and places his left hand on her left hip. Curling his fingers beneath the delicate fabric, giving it a hard pull. The fabric stretching as far as it possibly can before it gives. The sound of lace tearing resonates into her ears. He releases the fabric allowing it to fall to the floor, it brushes against her ankles before draping against her feet. " Oh my god why must you keep tearing my clothes?" She says with an attitude. Her grip on the table tightens and she sucks at her teeth as she becomes filled with rage. Tim runs his hand along the curve of her ass before lifting it into the air. " Now Angel, I want you to listen to directions from here on out and listen closely, understood?" She swallows before responding. " why is that?" He ignores her growing curiosity and continues as he awaits her response. She responds eagerly and without hesitation. "I understand!"

A smirk develops across his lips before he bites at his lip. "I want you to...." He pauses for a second as his hand comes crashing down on her right cheek. Throwing her back into a deep arch as she feels his hand connect with the bare skin of her bottom. The sound of a firm slap fills the room and echoes off the walls. "....Count Angel." She clears her throat and nods her head, not knowing what is happening. She stands there with her ass pressed into the air, a deep arch in her spine, completely bare, exposed, and more vulnerable than ever. Tim pauses for a second before immediately slapping her ass again, a little harder this time. "O-one" she stammers "I mean two." Quickly correcting herself. " Good girl!" He praises. These words mixed with the sting that develops on the surface of her skin causes her to become turned on. "Now I want you to choose a safe word." Angel quickly responds with a voice full of confusion. "Huh, a what now?" He chuckles a bit. " a word that would cause me to stop what I am doing because it has become too much for you." Angel thinks for a moment. " any word?" "Yes Angel any word." She giggles uncontrollably before responding. " I choose humbuggery as my safe word." He shakes his head and laughs. " humbuggery it is!" Soon after he continues where he left off.

She feels her wetness beginning to grow, yet again he swings his hand. His strong hand connects with her once more, she whimpers and bites her lip. " three" A temptation growing inside of her as he continues. " four, five" Tim smirks " You are doing amazing Angel." The crash of his hand causes a soft pink welted hand print to show up on the surface of her skin. The sting radiates, turning into pleasure. Angel becomes confused and mutters to herself. "what is happening, why do I like this so much." Not intending for him to hear it. " There can be pleasure in pain Angel." Landing another hard slap to her now reddened bottom. "Six" she cries out in pure bliss." He stops and pushes his hand down the curve of her ass until it reaches her glistening slit. Applying pressure to his fingers, parting her labia as they slip in with ease. Curling them and pressing them against her g-spot. A moan pushes from her parted lips and her hips buck backwards forcing him deeper. Pulling them out, pushing them up to his face. Her juices gleaming in the light. He licks his lips before pushing his fingers into his lips. He takes his left hand and pulls her dress down. Grabbing her arm and gently pulling her off the table. He turns her around as he removes his fingers from his lips. Leaning in and pressing his lips against hers, locking in a brief yet passionate kiss. Her knees buckle and she presses her body against his. He breaks the kiss and smirks. His hand reaching up to push her red hair out of her face, tucking it behind her ear." When you are ready to learn more let me know." He kisses her forehead and turns to walk out the front door. Leaving her standing there a sopping wet mess, her body yearning for more as the door closes behind him.