Chloe's P.O.V
Tonight I am going to Alexander's residence for the first time. Today has been a damn long day and the man needs a lesson. He gave me his address earlier and he turned out to live in a penthouse instead of an apartment. As expected from a wealthy CEO. I stand in front of the door and ring the bell. Within seconds he comes out and opens the door to me. He is wearing a casual long sleeve black T-shirt and jeans, his hair is let loose and it was barely dry. He must have taken a shower before this. Not going to lie he is looking rather refreshing, it makes him look more human that he usually does at work.
"Alexander" I greet him. Completely in my dominant mode, and he blushed when he saw me, it's certain from the redness that quickly spreads over his cheek. He actually blushes like a boy.
"Chloe- no, Mistress. Please come in" I step in and take off my coat and is about to take off my red leather heels when I spot him glancing at my feet. I understand the signal and retreat my hand.
"Maybe I should just keep my heels on, wouldn't you agree ?" He slowly nods his head
"Yes mistress, please keep it on" his tone was low and pleading. Sounds like a great start.
We both walk into his living room His penthouse is really nice and minimalist looking. everything is neat and neutral here. The large living room space is only filled with an arrangement of three dark gray sofa, a dark wooden coffee table, a large TV and long shelves underneath it. He does not seem to be the decorative type. On the wall there are no pictures at all, only some clean and minimalist paintings. The floor is divided into two sections, the wooden tile sections which is a step higher than the marble tile section that covers the rest of his house. There are two bookshelves beside the hallway, that acts as a divider between the entrance of the house and the actual living room.
"Do you want anything to drink, mistress ?" He asks.
"Water will do, thank you" he turns away sheepishly and walk toward the kitchen. I look at his pants and from the way he was walking, it seems like he still has the plug on. It must have been a torture for him, but he needs to get used to it. Especially since I will be playing with his arse today.
He comes back with a glass of water in his hand and he hands it over to me. I take a sip and end up gulping it down. Somehow looking at him at this state has made me thirsty. I can't wait to ravish that body of his and punish him for his behavior today. The whole time as I drink he keeps his gaze back on forth between me and the floor, unsure of what to say.
Alexander was aware of my reasoning to come and I can see his body has been anticipating it. I can see the twitching that happens down there the way he has been acting ever since I step in here gets me deeper and deeper into my dominant role.
I finish my drink and put it down on the table, before turning my gaze on him.
"So, pet, why don't we go straight to the bedroom. I am sure you are so eager to receive your punishment" I loved the way he looked, his eyes were full of anticipation and his lips was slightly parted, his throat is dry and his c*ck slightly erect. I can see it, even the density of his jeans could not hide his hard on.
"Why don't you lead me then ?" I rise from my seat and he does the same, we both walk toward his bedroom. His bedroom has the same vibe as his living room, everything is clean and simple, his bed is a king sized bed located in the middle of the room, two black bedside tables are placed beside each side, and the rest of the room has mostly white and gray furnitures. I make myself comfortable by resting on his bed, with my legs crossed, I lean on the pillow and watch him standing there like a fool.
"Strip" I demand him. He hesitates at first, but he knows better than to anger me even further as his large hands begin to remove his clothings, starting from the top, he unbuckled his belt and then slowly removing his jeans, leaving his boxers on, he looks at me once more, as if asking for approval and I return it with a stern look. He removes his boxer and drop it to the ground.
At last, there he stands, all bare just like the day he was born. The great Alexander is nothing but my little toy tonight. My little pet, my plaything. His c*ck already screams to be touched, the last bit of his pride is gone by now, and I can't be more amused.
"And do you think you get to stand up before my presence, pet ?" He realizes what I mean and quickly get into his kneeling positions, with his hand on his back and eyes down, facing the floor. I take off my shirt buttons by buttons, revealing the red bra I'm wearing and put it on the side of his bed. the only thing left now is my mini skirt, and I slowly removes it as well, moving my hand in a way that I know will arouse him, till what's left is my matching red underwear. I toss the skirt his way and it hits his face first before falling to the ground. I leave the comfort of the bed, making my way toward him and begin circling him while touching and rubbing his hair along the way. The clicking sounds of my heel has made his c*ck even harder, and it is not something I want to encourage for the night. I caress his cheek from above and let him inhale my scent, my signature vanilla and musk perfume just for tonight.
As I face his back I lean on the wall and step on his back. I purposely put more pressure into it and from his lips escape a small moan.
"Do you have any toys I can play with beside that little thing of yours ?" Humiliation. One of the greatest way to bring a man to his deepest submissive state.
His c*ck is not little by any means, it was not huge either, it was just perfect for my liking. I just want to humiliate him, to bring him down to a state of mind of pure obedience, just like how I like it.
"Yes, Mistress, it's in the lower shelf over there, the black wooden box, the pass is 281289" I open the large box (which is about the same size as the shelf itself) and find quite a few useful thing inside, including a ball gag, cock ring, a few dildos, a MASSIVE strap on and whips, lots of whips in different types and sizes, and more torturous device i have no idea even existed. I know he has a lot of money to spend in his life so purchasing these toys must be like purchasing candies, and by the choice of his toys, it seems to me he is definitely more into pain than common pleasure, it resembled his masochistic side, I wonder if he will enjoy being bled, now that will be another level of pain.
"What a naughty pet you are, never in my whole entire life would I ever guess that a proper man like you would be such a man whore, look at these toys, even if you say you have never played with your a** I would not believe it now that I have seen them"
I take out a c*ck ring, a strap on, and a crop riding whip. His eyes dilates a bit when he sees me trying on the strap on. It fits perfectly around my hips and it feels different to see it on. The c*ck itself is at least 7 inches long. Quite daring of him to get this one. But nonetheless I like it, and I cannot wait to try it on him.
"Yes mistress, I am a naughty pet, a naughty and dirty pet, please mistress, please" he begs for the unknown.
His mouth is open with desperation, his breathing was getting heavy, but all he can do is stare at his mistress. Delirious.
Oh how I love seeing Alexander at this state. A few more training and punishment sessions like this one and he will learn how to behave like a proper man on the street and I will have the delight of being the one responsible for it.
"Did I say you get a turn to speak, slave ?" I speak nonchalantly.
"No mistress, I am sorry mistress" I remove the strap on and grab the whip.
"Bend over" I demand. He does exactly as I tell him and his butt cheeks are facing the air now. I stand behind him and starts building up the circulation around his butt by hitting them with slightly rounded hand first, and his butt is as soft as a baby's butt, it kind of surprises me. He reacts by a soft moaning by my touch alone, I wonder how he will act when I peg him later.
"Now, pet, I am going to start punishing you, you must count and thank me each time, and I will not tell you how many spanks I will give, do you understand ?"
Right, I will not tell him the amount of spank I am going to give him.
This will stimulate his mind and body in a direction of constant eagerness. Not knowing when the pain will stop will make you anticipate each spanks given and wonder if there will be a next one. It may appear like a subtle difference but the effect is pretty visible on the subs.
"Yes mistress" he replies.
*To be Continued*
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Training The CEO
Romantik"You always put on that stern and cold expression on, Mr Guest, but who will ever know that behind your perfect image you put on everyday, lay such a masochistic and obedient little boy ?" Chloe Amberwood is the new secretary of Alexander Guest, at...
