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She was incredibly bossy from the moment we we closed the door and were alone. I paid her first, actually I should say I had put the money on the refrigerator and told her when she asked if I had something for her that it was there.
She put it away, and then told me to go in the living room. She made me take off my shirt and my pants, and had me get on the floor. She reached down to my pants and took my belt, looped it around my neck, and through the loop, so it was like a leash. she led me around on my hands and knees, inches from her ass, until we were at the couch, where she sat down and forced me to kneel while she pushed her feet down on my shoulders.When I put my head up to look she told me to keepit down and not to talk. She had the belt/leash in one hand and was holding the remote control to my TV in the other. She turned on the tv and basically ignored me while pushing my shoulders down with her feet. I did not dare at this point to even move because I was consumed by an indescribable rush of excitement and the more I thought about the situation the more turned on I got and the more I wanted to completely give myself in to this role and submit to her as fully as possible.
At this point I was basically bent over with my face practically on the floor, and it was like I wasn't even there. It was like I was a piece of furniture for her to put her feet on. She was kind of putting pressure from left foot to right, to left- bouncing them a bit- but not in a way that seemed intended to make me feel it but rather it was as if she was just absentmindedly tapping her feet as though I didn't even exist and she had absolutely no concern whatsoever of my presence or my feelings on the situation. And that's what really turned me on in a way I can't quite explain but I can recall the feeling of the rush I got from this as I type this right now. And finally she turned off the TV, and I knew something was going to happen, but I also knew that what it was was 100% out of my control and the thought that this 23 year old, dominant, entitled, bossy, confident, selfish black college student was going to make the decision of what what going to happen was such an incredible turn on for me that it sent waves of pleasure throughout my entire body.
She turned the TV off, and that's when I knew something was going to happen but I had no idea what. She told me not to move at all, and she got up and put the end of the belt on a small end table that I had been using as a coffee table. She placed the end of the belt, as far as I could see, on this table and she took some books and placed them on the flat part of the end of the belt which was placed at the edge of the surface of this table. There was also a Sopranos DVD season that she stood upright and a set of my keys and a pair of sunglasses. She said if that fell over I would "be sorry". It was delicate because any movement could knock this stack of stuff over. I was incredibly tense. She then walked around the living room looking at stuff while I was in this awkward, bent over position with my face on the floor. She kept walking around, looking around- I don't know actually because I couldnt watch her, and I didn't dare say a word let alone move my head to look. But I assume that's what she was doing because she didn't seem to have a worry at all that I was in any way not going to obey her every order. It was an incredible, natural order of things. She was in charge- there was NO DOUBT to either of us. And I was completely subservient. It was incredible, considering I am 6'1, 180 lbs, muscular and in shape, and 39 years old...
Then she came back around to me, I guess she was getting bored. She carefully climbed back onto the couch so as not to knock over the stack of stuff that was balanced on the belt. And she then put her legs back on my shoulders and told me NOT TO MOVE at all. At this point she was pushing downward pressure on my shoulders and I was desperately trying not to move so that the stack wouldnt fall, but of course this is ultimately impossible. She was completely fucking with me, amused, but she really kept her cool. She didn't kick and create a jolt that would instantly cause me to pull the belt from the motion and knock over the stack. Instead she slowly pushed more force, building up the pressure until I could not hold it in place any longer.
And the stack tumbled down, crashing onto the hardwood floor. I was terrified of this happening and it happened. The dramatic effect that was built up caused this to seem like an avalanche. And I was genuinely upset- devistated almost, that I had let it fall and I disappointed or upset her. At this point she quickly stood up, disgusted, and yelled that I was worthless and pathetic, and weak. And she said I should not move a muscle, and of course I didn't. She was behind me now, I could feel her looking down at me. And she grabbed the belt and jerked it up, pulling my neck. she then unstrapped the belt and looped it in her hand. Her phone- which was on the table buzzed and she stopped, with the belt still in her hand, and picked up the phone. She returned a text, then another one, while I waited for what was coming. It seemed like an eternity. And she placed the phone back down on the table, and turned her attention once again to me. She smacked the belt across my back and it stung but I felt an incredible release of tension instantly. She the pulled down my boxer/briefs, and slapped the looped belt across my ass. This was pure ecstasy. She was muttering that I was a piece of shit, a white piece of shit, and worthless, as she whipped my ass 2-3 more times, hard. I just fucking took it because She was the boss and it felt good to accept punishment from her.
And she then said she was tired of putting any energy into me, and asked me if I was satisfied with my punishment. I genuinely was, so I answered her that I was. She dropped the belt and took off her top, then slid down the spandex leggings, then her panties. Only her blue socks were on at this point, because this is what I could see from my vantage point, as she stepped out of the leggings, leaving them with the panties, in a pile near my face. And she climbed back onto the couch, and spread her legs with her knees bent and her feet on the edge of the couch. She kind of stretched her body, and then relaxed into the couch, and told me to get my face up off the ground, and take care of her pussy now. Of course, I didn't hesitate, and remained kneeling but lifted my head to right between her legs.
She put it away, and then told me to go in the living room. She made me take off my shirt and my pants, and had me get on the floor. She reached down to my pants and took my belt, looped it around my neck, and through the loop, so it was like a leash. she led me around on my hands and knees, inches from her ass, until we were at the couch, where she sat down and forced me to kneel while she pushed her feet down on my shoulders.When I put my head up to look she told me to keepit down and not to talk. She had the belt/leash in one hand and was holding the remote control to my TV in the other. She turned on the tv and basically ignored me while pushing my shoulders down with her feet. I did not dare at this point to even move because I was consumed by an indescribable rush of excitement and the more I thought about the situation the more turned on I got and the more I wanted to completely give myself in to this role and submit to her as fully as possible.
At this point I was basically bent over with my face practically on the floor, and it was like I wasn't even there. It was like I was a piece of furniture for her to put her feet on. She was kind of putting pressure from left foot to right, to left- bouncing them a bit- but not in a way that seemed intended to make me feel it but rather it was as if she was just absentmindedly tapping her feet as though I didn't even exist and she had absolutely no concern whatsoever of my presence or my feelings on the situation. And that's what really turned me on in a way I can't quite explain but I can recall the feeling of the rush I got from this as I type this right now. And finally she turned off the TV, and I knew something was going to happen, but I also knew that what it was was 100% out of my control and the thought that this 23 year old, dominant, entitled, bossy, confident, selfish black college student was going to make the decision of what what going to happen was such an incredible turn on for me that it sent waves of pleasure throughout my entire body.
She turned the TV off, and that's when I knew something was going to happen but I had no idea what. She told me not to move at all, and she got up and put the end of the belt on a small end table that I had been using as a coffee table. She placed the end of the belt, as far as I could see, on this table and she took some books and placed them on the flat part of the end of the belt which was placed at the edge of the surface of this table. There was also a Sopranos DVD season that she stood upright and a set of my keys and a pair of sunglasses. She said if that fell over I would "be sorry". It was delicate because any movement could knock this stack of stuff over. I was incredibly tense. She then walked around the living room looking at stuff while I was in this awkward, bent over position with my face on the floor. She kept walking around, looking around- I don't know actually because I couldnt watch her, and I didn't dare say a word let alone move my head to look. But I assume that's what she was doing because she didn't seem to have a worry at all that I was in any way not going to obey her every order. It was an incredible, natural order of things. She was in charge- there was NO DOUBT to either of us. And I was completely subservient. It was incredible, considering I am 6'1, 180 lbs, muscular and in shape, and 39 years old...
Then she came back around to me, I guess she was getting bored. She carefully climbed back onto the couch so as not to knock over the stack of stuff that was balanced on the belt. And she then put her legs back on my shoulders and told me NOT TO MOVE at all. At this point she was pushing downward pressure on my shoulders and I was desperately trying not to move so that the stack wouldnt fall, but of course this is ultimately impossible. She was completely fucking with me, amused, but she really kept her cool. She didn't kick and create a jolt that would instantly cause me to pull the belt from the motion and knock over the stack. Instead she slowly pushed more force, building up the pressure until I could not hold it in place any longer.
And the stack tumbled down, crashing onto the hardwood floor. I was terrified of this happening and it happened. The dramatic effect that was built up caused this to seem like an avalanche. And I was genuinely upset- devistated almost, that I had let it fall and I disappointed or upset her. At this point she quickly stood up, disgusted, and yelled that I was worthless and pathetic, and weak. And she said I should not move a muscle, and of course I didn't. She was behind me now, I could feel her looking down at me. And she grabbed the belt and jerked it up, pulling my neck. she then unstrapped the belt and looped it in her hand. Her phone- which was on the table buzzed and she stopped, with the belt still in her hand, and picked up the phone. She returned a text, then another one, while I waited for what was coming. It seemed like an eternity. And she placed the phone back down on the table, and turned her attention once again to me. She smacked the belt across my back and it stung but I felt an incredible release of tension instantly. She the pulled down my boxer/briefs, and slapped the looped belt across my ass. This was pure ecstasy. She was muttering that I was a piece of shit, a white piece of shit, and worthless, as she whipped my ass 2-3 more times, hard. I just fucking took it because She was the boss and it felt good to accept punishment from her.
And she then said she was tired of putting any energy into me, and asked me if I was satisfied with my punishment. I genuinely was, so I answered her that I was. She dropped the belt and took off her top, then slid down the spandex leggings, then her panties. Only her blue socks were on at this point, because this is what I could see from my vantage point, as she stepped out of the leggings, leaving them with the panties, in a pile near my face. And she climbed back onto the couch, and spread her legs with her knees bent and her feet on the edge of the couch. She kind of stretched her body, and then relaxed into the couch, and told me to get my face up off the ground, and take care of her pussy now. Of course, I didn't hesitate, and remained kneeling but lifted my head to right between her legs.
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