You take control of Liz

“Let’s go back to my place,” you say.

Liz’s gaze drops down and this tiny smile forms at the corners of her mouth. It isn’t a look that you’ve seen on her face before.

“That... would be nice.”

The past month has changed your usual dynamic. She’s gained a lot more respect for you and your opinion. She put herself in a **** position and you showed that you can take care of her emotional needs. Now she seems very eager to listen to you and to please you. {if benefits=true}This is very different from your casual back and forth of shared sexual desires. You can feel that she expects you to take control. Right now she’s putty in your hands.{else}This is very different from the way she usually behaves around you. She’s much more passive in this moment. It feels like she expects you to take control. It also feels like your best chance to show her that you should be more than a good friend.{endif}

You decide to press your advantage.

“You’ve had such a long, hard day. And you’ve put so much of yourself into this show. Let me take care of you the rest of the night.”

Liz nods. You take her bag for her then put your arm around her shoulder and lead her to the exit. {if perform >=9}On the way out Liz tells her new friend that she’s sorry to miss the afterparty but she’ll be there for the next one.{endif}

Outside you quickly hail a cab and go straight to your apartment. Liz doesn’t ask to go home first, doesn’t say anything about dropping off her bag, or needing to grab something quickly. She doesn’t say much of anything and neither do you. Instead she just holds your hand and leans her head on your shoulder. After the wild delights of the show this is a nice change of pace.

It feels good to have your friend following your lead.

Up in your apartment you hang her coat by the door, set her bag down in the kitchen and then take her into your bathroom. Her manner is demure and she allows herself to be led.

“We should get you washed up,” you tell her as you lay out two fresh, soft towels and a terrycloth robe. She stands mutely to the side and waits to be told what to do. You start the water flowing into the tub and make a show of checking the temperature so that it’s just right. Then you turn to Liz and without asking begin to remove her clothes.

You start with her top, pulling it gently up and over her head. {if benefits=true}While this isn’t the first time you’ve been naked together usually she handles undressing herself and you can feel the electricity in the air as she surrenders control. You carefully unhook her bra and unzip her miniskirt, placing both carefully alongside her top on the counter.

You notice that she wasn’t wearing any panties underneath.{else} She doesn’t raise a fuss even though you’ve never seen her naked before. You can feel the electricity in the air as she surrenders control. You carefully unhook her bra and unzip her miniskirt, placing both carefully alongside her top on the counter. You don’t make a big deal out of seeing her bare breasts or neatly trimmed bush for the first time.

You do, however, give her a knowing look when you find out that she wasn’t wearing any panties underneath.{endif}

“Naughty girl,” you say and her face flushes.

Then, as she stands there fully exposed, you strip down in front of her. She keeps her face passive through the whole thing, looking straight ahead and waiting for more instructions. You check the water one last time and pull up the lever that switches on the shower head. You help Liz step into the tub, following close behind her and then drawing the curtain.

The next few minutes are fairly routine for a shared shower. You get her skin nice and wet, then you spread some of your own body wash onto a small washcloth and work up a lather. Carefully you start to wash away the small amount of sweat and grime on her skin. You don’t try to make it erotic because you know that will come later. For now you simply want her to feel cared for, to know that she doesn’t need to make any decisions.

You speak a few words here and there, telling her which body parts to lift or drop, which way to face, and when to keep her eyes closed. Once she is properly lathered from head to toe you detach the shower head from the wall and rinse her clean.

Then you have her face you and open her legs a little. She watches you as you lower your hand and direct the spray of warm water directly at her pussy.

She moans at the sensation.

“Hold still,” you command. She obeys. “I’m going to explain a few things to you. And when I ask you questions i expect you to answer “yes Sir’ or ‘no Sir’. Do you understand?”

“Yes... Sir” she replies with only slight hesitation.

“Good girl. This last month was very enjoyable for me. I know it was enjoyable for you. I’ve come to understand that you have a desire to be controlled. You spend all your time at work in high stress situations and no one ever seems fully pleased with your performance. So I’m offering you the chance to serve me. I will give you direct instructions, you will follow them, and I will reward you. Does that sound like something you want?”

“Yes, Sir,” she says easily this time. You keep up the pressure on her pussy, aiming as best you can for her clit.

“Some of my instructions will be mundane. But many will be sexual. You will be expected to provide me access to your body in any way that I see fit. {if benefits=true}If you agree to this it will be different from our previous hook-ups because you will be putting submission to me above any other concerns.{else}We haven’t fucked yet but we will soon and often if you agree to this. You will put submitting to me above any of your own concerns.{endif} You will be my plaything and toy, but I will treat you well. Do you agree?”

“Yes, Sir.” You hear a strong note of arousal in her voice.

You turn the shower spray away from her and say “Get on your knees.”

She follows your instructions. You hold out the shower head to her.

“Ride it,” you command. She takes it immediately and holds it up against her cunt. Her hips rock a little and her eyes roll back for a moment.

“You aren’t going to cum without permission, are you?”

“Nnno, Sir!” she groans. You know that she’s close.

“Good girl.” You love the way she bites her lip when you say that. You start to stroke your hard cock right in front of her face. “Now to seal this arrangement I’m going to mark you as my property. That means I’m going to ejaculate on your face and you’re going to wear it with a smile. Not only that, but you’re going to beg me to do it. Do you understand?”

“Yes Sir!” her eyes have locked onto the tip of your cock, only a few inches away. She looks hungry. She’s ready.

“Beg for it.”

“PLEASE! Please, Sir, I want you to mark me. Please I’m begging you, mark me! Make me yours. I want to be yours, your property. I wanna be told what to do and how to please you. I want I NEED to please you.” Her voice is becoming ****. It’s rising in pitch. Her body is starting to shake.

“Don’t cum until you’re marked,” you warn her. It won’t take much more for you to finish, but you’re going to make her hold on just a little longer.

“I won’t Sir! Not without permission. Nothing without permission. Everything you say, every instruction followed perfectly... I want to submit.... I need... this TOY needs to submit.... claim it.... mark it... MARK YOUR PLAYTHING!”

You let yourself finally climax and blast several strong ropes straight into her face.

“You can cum,” you say knowing that mixing her submission with an orgasm will further cement your dominance over her.

She bucks wildly against the shower head until her limbs start to give out. She loses her grip on it and starts to roll forward so you catch her by the shoulders. Her head rolls back so she’s looking up. What’s left of Liz is staring right through you softly mumbling “thank you Sir” over and over. {if benefits=true}She’s never let you give her a facial before. You don’t think she’s ever looked sexier.{else}For the first time she has your cum on her skin, and you don’t think she’s ever looked sexier.{endif} She wears her submission well.

You lean her against the wall of the tub and decrease the pressure to the shower before rinsing your cum off of her. She stays nearly catatonic for several minutes as you shut off the water, stand her up, and dry her off with one of the towels. You wrap her up in the robe, which is yours and just a little too big for her, and then carry her to your bed.

You lay her down gently. Her eyes have closed and she’s no longer mumbling. She looks completely blissed out. You return to the bathroom, still dripping water, and use the other towel to dry yourself and then the trail of wet footprints you left along the way.

You crawl into be beside her, naked, and pull her onto your chest.

“Now then. You’re going to stay here tonight. You’ll sleep in my arms and get the rest you need. Tomorrow morning I’ll make us breakfast and once you have your strength back I’m going to use your body to satisfy my every desire. That will be the start of your service. Doesn’t that sound nice?”

“Yes, Sir,” she says in a little, far away voice.

And you can tell that she’s going to be yours for a long, long time.