Hello guys, I am your Anand back with the third part of the story about blissful submission. Thank you, guys, for your support and love. Just like the title suggests, this part is the most erotic of the three parts involving a lot of humiliation, cum, and a lot more submission.
Let me give you a quick tip. Guys – a Dom-Sub relationship does not always involve humiliation, badmouthing, etc. It is a special form of lovemaking that requires deep trust in each other.
In the story, people relinquish control at the snap of a finger. But that is not the case in real life. It takes enormous courage and deep trust over the other party involved for someone to give up control.
Submitting does not mean you are weak, and doming does not mean you are strong. This is just a sexual preference that maximizes our pleasure. If you do not trust the party involved, please do not involve yourself in DOM/SUB or BDSM relationship.
Also, if you are not into humiliation, there are other areas that you can explore in a DOM/SUB relationship. Dom/Sub relation means the Dom does everything for the pleasure of the SUB. It is not just about you. It is about the whole experience.
Know that it is as important to give pleasure to the one who submits as getting them to please you. Everything you do to a SUB aims to please him/her, including the punishments, humiliation, pain, bondage, voyeur,
If you are not open to something, be open about it to your partner. As every other website says, it is important to communicate to your partner about your likes, dislikes, and no-go zones.
So, there you go, guys, keep going and have fun. On that note, let us begin the third part of the series, ‘A Reason to Live.’
‘It is only 2:45,’ I thought to myself as I looked at the clock and let out a deep sigh. ‘She will not be here for another 7 hours. I wish I kept her just a little longer.’ I imagined all things I would have done to her had she stayed.
I stopped my mind wandering around her and picked myself up to focus on the task at hand. The anticipation of tonight’s event was making me horny, while her absence enraged me. I walked towards him with my pussy boiling.
I had an itch to scratch! I saw his cock in its full form. He has been an obedient slave until now. With all the action he witnessed, he had not touched his cock. Poor thing – the pain must be unbearable. But he has got to hold it for some more time just until my itch is scratched.
“Lie down,” I ordered, turning towards the bed.
I picked up the magic wand and the vibrating anal plug (time for some anal fun).
“On your fours and show me your ass.”
He rolled over like a good dog, and his ass was lifted towards me as I walked closer to him. I applied some lube on the anal plug and shoved it into his ass. I was surprised to hear his load moan and his cum spurted out.
I guess all he needed to cum was a little nudge. There was a huge pool on the floor. I ordered him to lick the cum without missing a spot.
I was surprised to see how good a slave he is! It is not easy to train someone to be your sub or slave, especially when they have never submitted to anyone. But then again, I was the one person he could trust, who wouldn’t hurt him, who would protect him and ignite the love for life.
He would do anything to please me, anything to keep me happy, to make sure I do not leave him. Hence the need to obey arises. I was the spark his life needed, the remote to his wellbeing. I was happy that I found him then. I could make a better version of him yet – one that is more confident, lively, and powerful.
As all these thoughts rushed through my mind, I was smiling at how he obediently slurped every drop of his cum. It seemed like he was enjoying the taste. Just as he finished it, I used my handset to start the vibration of the anal plug. He must have felt a jolt up his ass.
He was flat on his belly and was twitching on the floor. His groan was so loud and stimulating that I started fingering my pussy again. I shot my next order, “Lie on your back.” He followed my order promptly. He was on his back with his legs spread apart.
The vibration on the anal plug was still on – although mildly, it did not seem to bother him. He laid there still without even flinching. I wanted to reward him for his complete submission. But the sadist in me was enraged that he came without asking permission.
So, I decided to punish him first – push him to his edge and then deny the orgasm again. His cock was fully erect and leaking precum. It was yummy to look at – I wanted it in my mouth. But instead, I ran my toes over his cock. He twitched slightly.
I stood on his thighs and mildly pressured his cock with my legs alternatively. What started as a caress was now turning into a squeeze. I could see the pain in his eyes. but he managed to smile through it and groaned loudly, “Thank you, mistress.”
With his groan, I was hornier, and I wanted to keep inflicting pain. I went for the flogger and blindfold combo next. I threw the blindfold over his face and said, “Wear it.” He unhesitatingly wore it. I was able to see the excitement spreading his face, and his dick started to throb.
I was enjoying this welcome change in him. He is no more suicidal – he now has an alternative way to work through the pain. By taking away his power to make decisions for himself, I have saved him from the path of destruction. Now he will live for me and die for me.
As soon as his hand had finished slipping the blindfold over his face, my first flog landed on his nipples. A moan escaped his mouth, but he managed to keep his emotions in check. His back was arched now.
Before the pain could completely seep in – my next hit landed on his cock. This time he lifted his ass in pain and cried. But continued to say: “Thank you, mistress.”
I was impressed with his devotion to me. But I continued flogging him. I asked him to count each flogs. After 49 hits, I let him rest there for some time and then landed the last one hard on his cock. There was a slight tear in the pubic area. And yet he cried: ‘50’ and “Thank You mistress.”
With his every act of submission and devotion to me, I was increasingly impressed. This man was strong. I could see how heartbroken he should be to even think about suicide. Then again, love is strange, or so they say.
After deciding to reward him now, I asked him to get up and stand upright. He was covered in sweat, dust, and his own cum. I grabbed his balls first-up but was gentle. I caressed his balls slowly and even spread my spit on his balls. It must have burned, but he was unmoved.
I stoked his cock slowly and occasionally spit on his cock. While I was gentle on his cock, I made sure he wasn’t close to Cumming. He has still had the blindfold on, and the anal plug was vibrating. After few minutes of slow strokes, I moved behind him and started to fuck his ass with the anal plug.
As the fucking continued, my right hand moved around his body to stroke his cock. This was the first time my naked breasts were in contact with his bare skin. He was feeling goosebumps. I am not sure if it was due to my tits or due to the anal plug vibrations.
I like to think it was my nipples. But his goosebumps transferred onto me as I could feel my nipples hardening instantly. I increased the vibrations on the anal plug and increase the speed of my anal play.
I could see he was close to an orgasm as his body temperature rose, his breath quickened, and his body began pulsating. I swiftly pulled the anal plug, denying him the well-deserved orgasm.
I moved away from him and watched as he stood there helplessly with his fists clenched trying hard to catch his breath. As his breath came back to normal, he lovingly said: “Thank you, Mistress.”
I don’t know what came over me. I rushed towards him and started kissing his lips madly. I was overwhelmed by his sheer will to please me. I never knew someone could be this devoted to me. This wasn’t love. This is his reward for his unflinching devotion to me.
Despite all these passionate moments, he was not doing anything but receiving my kiss. His hands were still on his side. I said in a stern voice, “Hug me… Kiss me.” He was prompt in his action. His hands were around my body, caressing back and ass. He simultaneously continued kissing me.
He was a good enough kisser, knew how to use his tongue. I was harsh in my smooch, kissed him hard, slapped his cheeks, pulled his nipples, slapped on his ass, and scratched his back. He was just the opposite, gentle, caring, and lovely.
After a long five minutes, I asked him to kneel. As always, he was quick and obedient. I continued, “You are not going to remove your mouth from my pussy until you drain me of cum.” He was by no means an expert. But he was adequate. He was up for the job.
I walked sideways towards the bed so that I can sit. He dared not take his mouth from my pussy. It took him around 10 minutes to get the lay off the land, and then he was better. He kept licking my pussy, up and down, side to side, and occasionally inserting his tongue inside my pussy.
His technique wasn’t great, but enough to make me cum twice in 30 minutes. As I came for the 2nd time, I ordered him to come up and lay on his back. He was down on the floor bareback.
“Lay on the bed, my pet,” I said.
I slowly slid my pussy over his cock. It was no means big to fill me up, but it will do the trick. “Don’t you dare cum before me,” I said, and I continued to fuck him. He was groaning and twitching around me. He was finding it increasingly difficult to hold his cum.
I had cum already twice, which means it will take another 30 minutes to make me cum. As soon as he was about to erupt, I slipped out from his cock and let him come down from his peek. As he watched me – I was on my back using my magic wand on my pussy.
I asked him to come over to me and fuck me. He was quick to throw his leg around me, and his cock slid easily inside. I was stimulating my pussy with the vibrator, and he was fucking me now.
It took around 15 minutes for me to near my orgasm. I said in the voice of bliss, “Fuck me, you bastard. You are going to cum for me. Cum for me when I count to 10. Not before, not after that.”
I continued rambling, “Fuck me hard, you idiot. Fuck me as you mean it. Fuck me with that teeny winey cock of yours. You belong to me now. Ahh, yes, I am cumming, you fucker. Fuck harder. Cum now. Cum with me. I am cumming now.”
He, too, came with a big cry, “Thank you, Mistress.”
“Now clean my pussy.”
He gently went down and licked off all the juices in and around my pussy. “Get ready tomorrow – you will have the surprise of your lifetime. Night 9:30 PM. I will send you the address. And remember, don’t you dare touch your cock until I ask you to.
“Yes, Mistress,” was all he replied. I could see the excitement in his eyes. I turned after giving a peck in his lips.
I went into the bathroom as I said, “Close the door on your way out.”
To be continued.
Hello friends, I hope you all had a good shag. I thank you all for the wonderful comments on the previous story. I urge you to keep encouraging me. For all those fans who think that the time interval is too long – I can assure you – it will be shortened this time around.
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Love, your master!
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