A Subs Life (Story 1) ✔️

15-Whippings & Showerheads

~Caroline~

I found myself standing in the center of Sol's study later that evening after our escapades in the woods and an uneventful dinner with Sammie. For hours , it seemed, I had laid naked in our bed listening to the incessant tapping of rain on the bay window of our bedroom and I have had enough of waiting for him to come to bed. I was surprisingly wide awake, given thunderstorms made me irrepressibly sleepy.  Almost immediately he stopped typing to look up and the expression on my Dominants face is quizzical as he he waits for me to say something...

"I want you," I finally say, crossing my arms. By the little smirk that spreads across Sol's face I know that he knows I want a lot more than that. I wanted his dominance and I needed to submit. Completely.  I felt like our relationship had been rather mediocre the last week.

After a unbearably long silence he finally responded. "Is that right?" 

"Yes." I didn't quite understand the fluttery nervous feeling in my gut. I had been around him long enough not to be, you would think. But now that was not the case.

"Yes, Sir." His voice is stern as he corrects me and when he stands up I can't resist. I have to give him a once over and then a twice over. My Sir looks deliciously handsome in his slacks and button down he had worn to dinner earlier in the evening.

"Yes, Sir." I feel a warmth in my cheeks as he makes his way to me, slowly and the aching desire inside me only seems to be fueled by him. His walk, his voice, his entire fucking demeanor.

"Your patients lately seems to be wearing thinner and thinner. That won't get you much, Caroline." Sol says when he reaches me. I don't reply immedietly as my eyes drop to wear his hands have moved to untie my robe. "Will it?" He urges as he slips it off of my shoulders and the material falls to my feet exposing every inch of my naked flesh.

I close my eyes when he pulls me against his body by my hips and leans in. Goosebumps rise over my entire body when I feel Sir's breath on my neck, kissing beneath my ear. It is definitely pleasant but I am feeling especially needy. It is not nearly enough. Then his hand is in my hair and he  pulls my head back to kiss my throat. I can feel his erection through his pants, pressing into me.

"Well...I suppose not." But you have needs too. Is what I wanted to add but I bit my ballsy tongue. His hand lets go of its hard grip in my hair only to grab my hand and Sir pulls me over the edge of the desk.

"Put your hair up and when you're done I want you to bend over my desk." Sir tells me against my ear before he backs away. I briefly glance over my shoulder just as he is slipping out of the office. As I tied my hair I couldn't help but smile.

~Sol~

I enjoyed seeing Caroline in various positions but my favorite had to be when she was bent over. Rather it be over my knee or any surface I desired at the time. The two creamy globes that made up her ass was one of her best features. I enjoyed playing, reddening and fucking that particular asset as often as I could.

Like the good girl that she was most of the time I was pleased to find she had tied her hair up and was bent over my mahogany desk when I returned to my study from the play room. I glanced down at the eight stranded whip in my hand. The strands were thick and long. I knew it would give her what she desperately needed and then some. 

I went to her hastily and laid the instrument beside her on the desk, letting her see just what was going to give her pleasure....and pain. I pulled the silken red blindfold from my pocket that I had also picked up from the play room.

"Do you trust me?" I asked her as I tied the cloth tight around her eyes. Her breathing was quick but quiet and it brought a smile to my lips. 

"Always.," she replied. For a moment I stepped back to look her over and was pleased. There was no denying the moisture between her legs and the bead of liquid that ran down one of her thighs. When I was done viewing my little sub I grabbed my whip from the desk and took a few steps back. I ran the leather tongues over Caroline's presented bottom and a nervous sigh left her.