To Fuck

“I don’t know what you said to Andre, but he agreed he was being unfair and it should be a truly open relationship.”

“I’m glad to hear that.”

“Are you off work?”

“Yep.”

“I’m done for the day too.”

“Asa,” I let my voice drop to the growl she knew well. “I’m not going to make this easy and I don’t mean just sexually. If you want this, you’re going to have to ask.”

“Come over. Fuck me and…let me truly apologize.” +4 SP (Asa: +75)

“I will be there in twenty minutes. Be wearing the schoolgirl uniform.”

“Yes, master,” my dick hardened, but I **** myself to respond. The sex **** apology was her idea, but one I’d enjoyed immensely, even if it somewhat incentivized misbehavior…it was a delightful irony I only noted belatedly that Kianna also called me master. My dick hardened even more.

“You haven’t earned the right to call me that yet.” There was a slight sob. “Tell me what you’re feeling. Honestly.”

“That…you didn’t really forgive me.” +4 SP (Asa: +79)

“I did. I’m just not sure about getting back together with you, even in an open relationship. I loved you. Don’t know if I still do. And I really don’t like fucking Andre.”

“I know…”

“I don’t want to cause problems and I don’t want to interfere with your relationship.” I lied like a motherfucking rug.

“Andre apologized for everything he said at Brad’s and explicitly said that he was fine with us together, even if we needed to shit-talk him. He said it made sense, he had his buddies at work to complain to about his wife, surely I’d need someone to do that with.”

”Did he?” I was actually surprised, I sure as fuck hadn’t told him to do that. I guess the whole cuck thing was working…

“Yes.”

“And do you want to? Insult him. Listen to me insult him. Be honest.”

There was a long silence, then, like water bursting through the dam it escaped her. “Yes!” +8 SP (Asa +87) “He’s such a fucking asshole, he doesn’t make me cum, but constantly needs to be reassured that he’s the world’s best fucking lover. Christ on crutches, I know it makes me sound like a whore, but I’m only with him because it got me out of my mother’s house! I fucking hate him.”

“That’s a good answer. See you soon.”

“Wait, what should I call you until I earn the right to call you master again?”

“Elias.”

“Yes, Elias.”

“Oh, and Asa? No panties.”

I arrived in rather less than 20 minutes, and found Asa waiting for me, her panties dangling from one finger, dressed exactly as I’d told her to:

I smiled, then frowned and closed the door. “Did you ever wear that for Andre?”

”No, Elias. I never did. Even at the start, I knew it wasn’t for him.”

“Knees.”

She dropped instantly. I stood over her.

“Where are the blindfold and crop?”

She gave me directions to her room. While there, I also did a search for cameras and found them. I walked back out, starting some soft music, and holding the crop and blindfold. I slid the blindfold on, kneeling down with her and holding her in place, groping her.

“Did you know there’s cameras in your bedroom?”

She froze. I could feel her heart racing.

“Who set this place up?”

“Andre,” she whispered, hatred in her voice.

“He said something about recordings and being a cuck, but I thought he was kidding and told him to destroy them…guess not.”

She shook with fury. “I brought girlfriends over here…they trusted me!”

“Let’s give him more than he can handle, shall we? Then we can have a conversation about his role in this relationship.”

“What relationship? The man betrayed me.”

“And he should be punished for that, by being your little bitch for the rest of time, paying for everything and getting nothing, unless you choose to give it to him. Doesn’t that seem fair to you?”

She smiled. “Yes. Yes, it does. In fact…I think before we remove these cameras, we should have one more party after this one. Just you, me, and Diamond. She’s had to endure him for years she deserves this more than anyone.”

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That was nice, though not really relevant to Andre, I didn’t want him…at all…but I could use some of the others on Frannie…

Regardless, our whispering wouldn’t be heard by the cameras over the slight music, but my laughter definitely would. I rose, lifting the crop. “For leaving me, you’re going to get twenty crops across your clit.”

She shuddered at that as I ran the crop all over her body, but her legs spread immediately, opening the path for my crop and her punishment. I gave her one hard stroke, though her skirt was in the way, she still squeaked and said, “One, thank you, Elias.”

Then I said calmly, “For each positive trait of Andre’s that you can list, I’ll take one stroke off your punishment,” I said.

There was a long moment of silence. “I’ll give you some time to think,” I said, then tapped her mouth she opened it immediately, I placed the crop inside, and walked around searching for the cameras in this room:

They weren’t well hidden. I adjusted them slightly, to give a perfect view of what was about to happen, then walked back and pulled the crop free from her mouth.

Then she tentatively spoke up, “He’s rich?”

“Okay, 19 strokes.” I unzipped my cock as I circled her.

“He’s an okay cameraman?”

“I’ll be generous. 18 strokes,” I said as I casually ripped open her top.

She pouted…”I thought this was your favorite outfit on me, Elias?”

“It was, but this is going to be a new relationship, so we’ll need to find a new favorite outfit, one Andre can buy with his money. It’ll be the only part of him that touches you going forward.”

“Thank you, Eli--”

I spanked her pussy again, and again she shrieked and shuddered, “Two, thank you, Elias.”

“Any more good traits?”

She shook her head, “Well…he’s got good taste in women.”

“Definitely. Diamond is fucking delightful. 17 strokes.”

“Ooooo, got any stories to share?”

“Sorry, she’s a private person, I would never betray her by sharing that without her consent--” shit had I done that with Andre? Well, who fucking cared what he knew?

“That’s a real--” she stopped talking as I pressed my dick against her lips, which instantly opened for me and let me in as the crop caressed her body:

“Do not fucking bite,” I said.

She tried to nod as her tongue flicked the tip of my cock. I thrust deeper, then, as I was buried in her throat, I flicked the crop against her cunt, she jumped, but didn’t bite and her throat vibrated as she tried to count. I held my position and flicked another two strokes, these to her nipples, then I pulled back.

She gasped, “Three, thank you, Elias. Four, thank you, Elias. Five, thank you, Elias.”

“Were those all to your clit?”

She shuddered. “No, Elias.”

“Well, then, stand up.” I ripped the last of her clothes off, leaving only her heels, socks and the little necktie to use as a handle and shoved her back onto the couch. “What do we do when a silly girl loses track of the numbers?