When Love No Longer Makes a Difference

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    Asserting his dominance, provoking her outright, Jake asked " Would you like to know what I would do to you, sweet ?"

    "Yes, tell me" she responded defiantly. She really wasn�t sure how to react to him. She had always felt he was testing her for some reason. Some days she felt she passed the test and others she felt she failed miserably; but, that didn�t make her care for him any less. Unfortunately, it didn�t make her the sub he desired either spawning feelings of gross inadequacy in her.

    "Mmm � " he taunted her smiling. "I'd start by ripping  those clothes off your body. Drag you off to my dungeon, in this case my bedroom." He laughed. "Let�s see � mmm push you down on a bed of luxurious  furs�place a ball gag in your mouth so it would fit quite comfortably � shackle those svelte wrists of yours together � shackle those luscious legs to this spreader bar."

    She was silent as she listened to him explain the scenario he would consider erotic in BDSM love, a scene he fantasized as the ultimate in the D/s zone.

    "Then" he continued " I would lift that bar towards your head exposing that mouthwatering ass of yours to me. After an appropriate time of eating that sweet cunt of yours while teasing your bottom with my fingers, I�d have to slam my cock into it ~ taking that sweet anal cherry of yours, so to speak. He paused to laugh and sighed at the thought of it. Of course the first time, I�d ease in with a lot of lubrication before I went hard at it. And yes, it might pain you a bit at first, but then you would cross into that zone and it would be the best you had ever experienced. No cunt fuck would ever take you to this place and bring you this much pleasure. Not to mention the additional pleasurea afforded  you once you realized the pleasure  you had brought to Me."

    Marissa remained silent. She simply had nothing to say.

    Jake smiled and delved deeper into this primal fuck scene pausing every so often to visualize and give Marissa a chance to feel his words and understand his cravings. "Having spewed My load into your ass, inhaling your scent...your fear, hearing your muffled screams and kissing the sweet tears away from that lovely face of yours, I would then indulge in a little something primarily for myself knowing fully that it would also send you soaring into such excruciating pleasure."

    "And that would be?" Marissa managed to ask, getting paler as he spoke.

    "Mmm�that would be lifting you off the lush furs and suspending you from the hook affixed to the ceiling. Your feet braced apart but touching the floor. A knobby vibe on high pushed into that sweet wet cunt of yours and an appropriately sized butt plug, as deemed by me of course, because I do know what I�m doing, shoved up your now not-so-virgin bud. They could always be secured by a pair of your prettiest panties. And then with my paddle I would give those sweet ass cheeks of yours some color. A nice glistening red. Mmm�." He smiles. "Once of course, achieving that glow, it would just be a matter of pulling down your panties or ripping them off, removing the plug and raping your ass good while the vibe kept your pussy contented while My satisfaction was being achieved. Damn sweet" he crooned just thinking about it, licking his lips.

    Marissa, ashen at his suggestions, said nothing.

    "Well?" he enquired. Marissa shaken at his explanation of just how much constituted a mild interest in bondage just looked at him, "WELL?" he demanded.

    Marissa just looked at him. He laughed . "Speechless? I told you we were from two different worlds. And to tell you the truth, I don�t think I could commit to a relationship where I was denied anal penetration. It just feels soooo good. Spanking�a good paddling�is something else I really enjoy especially when "my mark" remains on your ass for awhile afterwards. Nipple clips and clit clamps are other features that just make it so much better. And freely being able to cum in a woman�s mouth having her suck , swallow and being free to cum on her face �her tits�really anywhere I choose�and having her enjoy it really gets Me off that much more. Do you think you can do that �rissa?" he sneered at  her, "DO YOU? Could you enjoy it just knowing that you are able to give Me your gift of submission and pleasure Me in any way I desire?"

    "I don�t know, I mean I could try" she stammered. Unbeknownst to Jake, Marissa was crying as she contemplated the questions he put forth on screen. She cared for and loved, yes loved, him so much. But at the same time she realized she loved the man he had approached her as with a mere kinky interest in mild bondage. What he just laid on her tonight seemed like a tad more than that and she felt oddly betrayed.

    "Well that is the dilemma I have been faced with and I realized I have to do what�s right. Right for Me! I want this relationship 24/7 �rissa. It�s not a game. Anytime you and I were alone, it would be compulsory for you to refer to me as Master or Sir. At no time would you look up unless you were given permission"  he ranted on.

    "But I would work outside the house" she interrupted.

    "Yes, you would work in the �nilla world. But once arriving home you would be under my dominion. That means Master, Sir. Your eyes would be lowered unless you were given permission to raise them and at the site of me upon your arrival home, you would be required to drop to your knees until you were given permission to rise. You would speak when you were spoken to. Do you understand that?" he bellowed.

    "So, let me get this straight? You mean I would arrive home from work and upon seeing you instead of greeting you with a hello~how was your day sweety, a hug and kisses, I would put my briefcase aside, slip off my heels and in business suit and pantyhose kneel before you until you told me to get up?" she reiterated incredulously. "And what if I screwed up and mistakenly called you by your given name, what then?"

    "Then you would have to be punished" he simply stated without hesitation.

    "What?" she exclaimed. "Punished? Punished how?"

    "Well let�s see" he said as he thought about it. "Perhaps, you would have to scrub the kitchen floor with your toothbrush and while you were on your knees doing that you would reflect on the proper way to greet your Master."

    "Are you serious????" she exploded almost hyperventilating. "You would waste precious time having me do that, rather than being with each other?" After all we both would be working. Our schedules would be varied. And with all the household chores and grocery shopping, cooking and cleaning up after meals, laundry, et al you would waste our time together that way?"

    Slyly he laughed at her replying "Now that would be up to you Marissa. If  y ou would learn quickly. The error of your ways would quickly correct themselves and we wouldn't  have to even consider such options."

    "My God Jake!" she cried. "Listen to yourself!"

    "Well it�s not like it would seem that obvious. Life would be busy, yes and full. You would have your chores. I would have the dinner menus to consider. You would just cook what I set out for you. That I can do on a weekly basis. I would be in charge of the finances and all major decisions ~ you wouldn�t have to worry about a thing just accomplishing the tasks you are given. "

    Marissa interjects " And what about when I need to do some personal shopping or get my hair cut or highlighted? Girly stuff you know?" "Or sex, what about sex?"

    "That would be all worked out, perhaps once every two weeks you would be allowed a personal day to do those things you so think you need to do" he answered. "And if you were really a good girl, maybe I�d even throw in a social evening out where I might just be persuaded to let you call me Jake." "In so far as sex goes, should I want you, I will summon you and you will satisfy My needs."

    "What about my needs/?  What about if I came home horny or woke up in the middle of the night wanting a good fuck, then what?" Marissa blurted out, now slightly pissed off at the man with all the selfish answers. " Do I wait for you to wake up?  Do I wake you and then hop out of bed and get on my knees to beg you? What?!!!"

    Jake looked at her seemingly annoyed at her attitude and calmly answered her "Should you wake in the night aroused while I'm sleeping you could wake Me gently by say...licking and sucking my cock.  No matter,  your limits in that regard would be discussed and set.  You would know what you were allowed to do and when.  As far as coming home "horny" the proper thing to do would be to kneel before me with your thighs parted revealing your exposed cunt, eyes down and first of all ask to speak, and once being given permission to do so make the following request "Master, may this slut be allowed to satisfy you." "And depending how I feel at that moment, you would be allowed to offer Me sexual gratification.  Failing that any other time I want you, I take you in whatever way I desire and should I come off before you and decide I have other things I must attend to, you will hold on until I see fit to take care of it.  And Marissa, you have to trust that I would take care of it in my own time."

    Marissa "hmmpft" inspite of herself.  

    Angered by her insubordination  he replied " See sweetie, it wouldn�t work�I think stepping back from this is the right thing for both of us. I have to do whats right for me."At this Marissa just broke down and cried. "Look I gotta go" he said "This is really getting us nowhere. Take good care of yourself �rissa. Goodbye."

    With that, Jake slipped out the door.

/ ...Chapter 7