**Vanessa's Submission**
It was our first day back at work as dominant and submissive and Eric had taken to texting me throughout the day.
11:48 am
Eric: I can't stop thinking about that pretty little mouth of yours wrapped around my cock. I have been thinking of you.
1:15 pm
Eric: Go to the bathroom and take your underwear off.
Two minutes later I replied, Yes Sir. Luckily, I was wearing suit pants, otherwise I might have had to say no. For the rest of the day my clit rubbed against the fabric, making it completely distracting.
4:15 pm
Eric: When you get home I want you out of those clothes. Put on a sundress, no bra, no underwear. The more see through, the better.
I was in a meeting when that one came through. I glanced down at my phone and flipped it over on its face as soon as I saw his name. Once I was in the bathroom a little later I checked it, my cheeks turned red.
Work was finally over and I hopped in my car filing through the sun dress options in my mind. I had one white dress that fell below the knee. In theory it was conservative but with its halter neck and thin material, my tits would be mostly out and it would be almost see through. I hoped Eric would like my suggestion. I raced home and parked in my usual spot. I thought I would have beat Eric but I noticed his car parked in his usual spot.
I stepped out of the car and began walking up to our apartment. All I could think about was what Eric had in store for me. The possibilities were running through my head one after another. I'd never been in a relationship quite like this before. But I was finding the experience quite exhilarating. Our relationship didn't feel as romantic as other relationships I had been in. But for what it lacked in that department you made up for in other ways. Like now, I was practically giddy to see Eric.
I walked through the front door of our apartment. Eric was in the kitchen cooking dinner. I couldn't remember if it was my night or his. The thought that it could be my night had anxiety zipping through me. I shook it away and walked through the living room and into the dining area where Eric could see me from the kitchen. I didn't like to walk in there while he was cooking just in case. He was standing at the oven with the door open looking at whatever he had inside. He pushed it shut before turning his attention to me.
"That's not what I asked you to wear," Eric teased me.
"I just got home. I thought I should say hi first." I couldn't help but pout at him. He closed the distance between us.
"I shouldn't be so mean when you were just trying to be polite," Eric replied, grabbing a tress of my hair. He twirled around his finger before tugging it lightly. My frown deepened at him.
"If you let go, I'll go put the dress on," I said.
"I just wanted to say hi first as well," Eric said.
His lips landed on mine and his arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me into him. I could feel his hard cock pressing into my body. I kissed him back with everything I had. My day at work was long and I was struggling to concentrate. I wondered then with the way Eric was kissing me if he couldn't concentrate at work either. I bet he couldn't. Especially if the text messages were anything to go by. Previous of this you had hardly ever ever ever ever texted me while we were at work. And if he did, it would've just been to pick up some milk or something like that.
Eric was taking my breath away. He was completely dominating me just with a kiss. One of his hands tangled through my hair tugging on it as he deepened our embrace.
When he finally released me I was dizzy. He smirked down at me before turning me around and smacking my ass.
"Oh, one thing before you go," he said, grabbing me. He pulled my back against his front and reached around me undoing my pants he slipped his hand down to my smooth pussy.
"You took them off," he said with approval laced through his tone. "Just as I told you to."
"I listen," I snipped.
Eric smacked my ass again and told me to go. I went into my room and stripped off. I took off my makeup because at this point in the day whatever I had on had melted to look far worse than my natural face. I then rifled through my closet looking for the dress I had been thinking of.
"Found you," I yipped, pulling the dress from the hanger.
I slipped on the slightly see through white halter neck over my completely naked body. My nipples poked through. The shape of my legs and my ass was visible in direct light.
I stepped out of the room and walked into the living room where Eric was sitting. He was on the couch flipping through the newspaper. He looked almost vintage. It turned me on to think about us playing those roles. I walked toward him and he noticed me in his periphery. He turned back as I walked up before standing.
"Oh my," he groaned. "You look stunning." Eric closed the distance between us. He pulled me against him. "I want to bend you over this couch and plough into you."
I felt myself growing hot and red under his lustful gaze.
"Why'd you have me dress up like this?" I asked Eric.
"I wanted my little sub to look pretty when I gave her her gifts, before I used them on her."
My eyes widened at the word gifts. Eric pulled me down onto the couch then grabbed a big paper bag from the other side of it. It was in front of a table where a lamp sat so I wouldn't have noticed it on my way in unless I was specifically looking in that direction.
Eric began pulling out each of my gifts and setting them down on the coffee table. I took in each object, one by one.
A thin black leather collar, with a little silver ring in the centre. A long black leather strap with a clip sat next to it. As I stared at some more I realised it was a leash and a collar. Was Eric planning on using that on me?
Besides that there was a round light pink silicon contraption. It looked like a rose. There was a button on the bottom and I clicked it and it started vibrating violently. My eyes almost bugged out of my head. Eric smashed it from me and turned the vibrations off.
"This is for your clit, pet," Eric breathed.
"Oh--"
Eric chuckled at me.
Beside the rose there was a paddle with the word slut written in cursive. Next to it was a riding crop.
"You bought so much stuff," I said, I didn't know what else to say. I was out of breath just looking at it. I understood what it implied, Eric wanted to use those things on me. The most shocking though was the leash and collar.
"We'll get more, in time, as we need it," Eric told me.
I don't know why I was suddenly feeling bashful. Everything was moving quicker than I thought it would.
"So you're going to use that all on me?"
Eric must have sensed a change in my voice. He moved toward me on the couch until our thighs were pressed up against one anothers. He took my hand in his and pressed a kiss to the back of it. Eric had me melting.
"What's wrong?"
"I don't know. I got nervous all of a sudden, like this is all so real now," I explained.
Eric chuckled. "After everything we did on the weekend?"
"I know it's so silly." I pressed my cold hand against my hot cheek.
"How about, you don't think, you just listen to me. You don't need to be nervous or think or be shy with me. I've wanted this for a long time so it doesn't feel all that sudden to me," Eric's voice dropped an octave. His dominant tone settled inside me making my stomach flip.
"I'll listen," I said.
"Good girl. Now, dinner is ready, we'll go eat then I can use my new toys on you," he told me.
I just nodded and stood up. Eric slapped my ass, hard, palming it and guiding me towards the dining table.
***
I sat naked on my knees at the end of Eric's bed. He told me to, almost five minutes ago now, and I was just waiting for him.
He stepped into the room in nothing but a pair of pants that sank low on his muscular hips. He held the bag of goodies and approached me. It felt like my vision grew sharper and all the hairs on my body stood on end upon seeing him.
Eric stopped when he was right in front of me. He pushed his palms over my breasts, massaging them as he stared down at me.
"I'm going to collar you. When you're wearing the collar you'll only call me Sir. The collar will signify your submission to me. It's symbolic. I want you to be in the right mindset but I also want us to have healthy boundaries," Eric explained.
"I think I understand."
"Good girl. If you ever don't understand I want you to speak up. I always want you to speak up," he continued.
I nodded. "Yes Sir."
Eric's eyes fluttered over my face before he reached into the bag. He pulled the collar out and placed it around my neck. The material was soft yet the grip on me was firm as Eric fastened it. He then clipped the leash on it, making me hold my breath for a moment.
The collar did make me feel more submissive. I felt owned. In this state I could be led around like well a pet. A human pet as Eric said but that was my station, adored but less than. Ripples of arousal trickled down my spine bursting into tingles in my pussy.
I blinked up at Eric waiting for his next move.
"What are you going to do to me Sir?" I asked, impatient.
"I always imagined what it would be like when I finally dominated you, Vanessa. I could see it in the way you moved through life that this is what you have always needed. Now that I have you the possibilities feel endless," he explained.
"Always?" I gasped.
"Well in the time we have lived together, it wasn't such a thing at first but as you got comfortable around me and started slacking off. I wondered what it would be like if I just took you over my knee. Would you be responsible and respectful then?"
"Now you know, that answer is yes, Sir," I breathed.
Eric smirked down at me.
"Lay back," he told me. I leaned back, the collar and leash still on me.
A loud vibration pricked my ears. I bucked my hits as Eric pushed the vibrator against my clit. It began to suck on it. I'd never had a toy like this in my entire life. I clutched the sheets beside me until my knuckles were turning white. My head lulled back and forth. Moans filled the air, I was barely even conscious that they were coming from me. A pressure filled me and I was about to burst.
"Sir," I cried out. The vibrations dissipated and the pleasure came to a steady thrumming, falling from the high.
My eyes burst open and I pulled my head up to see Eric holding the vibrator. His eyes glistened with joy and a dark lust.
"I was about to come." I couldn't help but pout.
Eric smoothed a warm hand over my thigh.
"I know, baby. I'm going to edge you until you cry. If you come, I'm going to punish you," he purred.
My head spun.
I just gaped up at Eric. I had no idea what to say.
He chuckled and pushed my legs apart before using the vibrator on my clit again. I wasn't sure I'd be able to hold back. My pleasure came to its peak quickly as I was still so sensitive from what he had just done to me.
I gasped and writhed, struggling to keep still. I looked up at Eric as I pressed my pelvis up and into him.
He removed the vibrator with a little evil glint in his eye. I was about to scream.
"Eric!"
Two hard smacks landed on my thigh, one after another.
"Who?" he growled down at me.
"Sir," I whimpered.
He pushed the vibrator onto me once again. I cried out, white knuckling the sheets. I moaned, again and again. I couldn't help but be loud as the pressure built up in my core. This time I was determined to come and hopefully Eric wouldn't notice. I'd never been edged before and this was already beginning to be too much for me. Also what was this business of not letting me come? Eric had never done that before.
"Calm down," he said, swirling it around my clit. The movement made the feeling so much more intense. I cried out, an orgasm washed over me. I was full to the brim with bliss and finally I got the pressure to subside.
The vibrations stopped. The vibrator wasn't touching me anymore. Eric was pulling me by my legs so I was closer to the edge of the bed.
"You've been so bad," he told me. His voice grew gruff.
As I came back to my senses I looked up at him, doing my best to give him an innocent face.
"I couldn't hold back anymore. It was so hard. Imagine I did that to you?" I gasped.
Eric laughed at me. I felt like I was shrinking beneath him.
"What am I going to do with you?"
"A fuck and a cuddle would be nice, right around now," I tried.
The scornful look that crossed his face had me almost running to the top of the bed. Eric grabbed the leash, tugging it.
"Off the bed, on your hands and knees," he told me.
I nodded and got down. I was on all fours in front of him. Eric walked me until I was near the wall.
"Since you don't know how to behave when it's your turn you're going to take my cock down your throat and you're going to enjoy it," he said before handing me the rose vibrator.
"You want me to use this while I give you a blow job?" I blinked at him.
"I want you to make yourself almost come while I fuck your mouth but if you actually do come, again, I'll beat you. Got it?"
Eric was making my head spin. I nodded, agreeing to his terms. But, I wasn't quite sure that I would be able to stop myself from coming.
He pushed forward pulling his cock from his pants and palming it. He held it as he looked at me. My eyes almost glazed over as I looked up and down its hard length. I flicked the vibrator on and pressed it to my clit. Eric had my head against the wall almost. He stood in front of me while I kneeled. He had a wide stance so I could comfortably take his cock.
I looked between Eric and his cock again and again before he stepped forward and pressed it to my lips. I opened up wide for him and he pushed himself deep into my mouth until he was touching my throat. It occurred to me that I could be a brat, I could say no, I could press my lips shut and say make me but it still felt like early days and a part of me was insecure in that I had to listen to Eric or he would stop being my dom.
It wasn't something I realised I needed and craved until it was all happening to me at once.
His cock was so big in my mouth. I wrapped my lips around him and sucked on his hard length. He kept hold of my leash in a tight grip as he rocked back and forth into my throat over and over again. I was gagging trying to take his full length but Eric was just too big for my mouth.
I groaned around his cock. Pleasure at the same time was building up inside me. I was pushing the vibrator in sensual circles around my clit. I was wet and swollen from my last orgasm. I couldn't believe Eric was even allowing me to do this. I would have thought he'd have spanked me again. Maybe he wanted me to fail so he could punish me, doubly so this time.
The idea turned me on further. I moaned around his cock making Eric slam into me and my throat just sort of opened up. I felt him slip down into me. The feeling was interesting, indescribable really.
All I wanted to do was beg for my own release, but I had a mouth full of cock.
Eric wasn't a silent participant either. Our moans and groans melded together in a cacophony of orchestral passion. We were wrapped up within one another and I hoped we would never unravel ever again.
My pleasure was hitting its peak and I almost pulled the vibrator away but I thought he wouldn't notice me orgasming. My one track mind was not thinking about submitting to Eric but rather I was just seeking my release at the most basal level. Plus, there really was no way Eric would be able to tell.
A second orgasm ripped through my body in a way that made me shudder. The pleasure pushed out from my core and into my extremities. I tried to suppress the moans around Eric's cock, letting the natural gagging noises take over. My eyes squeezed shut. My muscles relaxed.
I pulled the vibrator off for a few moments before pressing it against me once again. If I kept it off for too long Eric would know something was up. I was completely overstimulated. I was struggling not to buck wild beneath him. I pushed my calves into the carpet and focused on letting Eric fuck my face.
Eric started moving faster. He grabbed my hair and crowded me until my head hit the wall. The pain burst through me as the crack sounded in my ears. It was an accident, and not something I'd want but I almost enjoyed it.
"Swallow," Eric ground out as ropes of cum coated the inside of my mouth. He pulled his cock out and I took him down. My eyes were squeezed shut, the vibrator was still pressed against me.
With the taste gone I looked up at him watery eyed. Eric still held onto my leash.
"You were a good girl, not coming."
A pang of guilt hit me and I wondered if I should confess my sins.