Learning to Kneel (, Domination, 1200 words)

We’d talked about it on and off before. Usually when I was drunk or feeling horny. The two of us had been dating for about two years at that point, and things were getting a bit boring. I can’t remember how it really started. Maybe you found something on my computer? Or maybe I was just a bit more drunk than I thought I was and spilled something I usually wouldn’t?

Who knows at this point, but I remember the night well. You got me a silk rope and told me that I could do what I wanted with it. I remember being excited, surprised, aroused. My pussy was wet just thinking about it. My heart was pounding and I was afraid. Yes, afraid! We’d fucked before, but I’d never let myself be **** like that.

I took the silk and asked you to tie my hands behind my back. You did, drawing the rope tightly as you bound my wrists together. I felt hot; shivery. As you drew the knot tight, it began to feel as if I was having my very first time all over again.

I felt helpless and powerless, like I never had before. The rope was not strong and I probably could have broken it if I tried. But that didn’t matter. What mattered was the feeling. With my hands behind my back, you could do anything you wanted to me.

Anything at all.

I remember how horny that made me then. How horny it still makes me now. In that single moment nothing had changed and yet everything was different. I’d never felt like that before. Not ever in my whole life.

I dropped to my knees, my throat was dry. Your cock was hard. You liked seeing me like this. I could tell by your eyes that it was turning you on as much as it was me. There were no words. There was no point. You were the master and I was the ****. It was what I had always dreamed about, fantasised about. I never thought it would happen. I never thought I would have the courage to give up control.

But with you I did.

Was it love? Was it lust? It was probably a mixture of both. For so many years I’d longed for this release. But you were the only one who had taken the next step.

I sucked your cock, draping my mouth around your member and pleasuring you with my tongue. I could taste your arousal on the head of your cock, I could feel your shaft straining and hardening. My lips closed around it, moving back and forth as I sucked and teased you. My arms were bound and I could use nothing more than my mouth, yet somehow that made it all the more real. I could feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter as I knelt before you.

Why did it feel so good when we hadn’t even really done anything yet?

As I sucked you off, you reached down and started to grope my chest. Usually, you were soft and gentle but this time you were demanding. Your nails dug in a little bit, layering pleasure with pain. I moaned into your cock, it felt amazing. Your fingers found their way to my nipples and you began to tease them, flicking and twisting them just enough to make me jump. I felt helpless, chained up and about to be used. It was like all of my fantasies had come true in that moment and I felt a great rush from inside of me.

There was something in your eyes. A desire. An aching want for more. To go further, to experiment and see where this would all lead. It was demanding, powerful and yet passionate.

I think you were seeing the same thing in my face too.

Before I knew it, you put your hands on my shoulders and brought me to my feet. Your cock was stiff and hard, and I could still taste you in my mouth. You moved me to the bed and pushed me over. I fell with my legs splayed, you saw how aroused and wet I was and I felt a flush of red flow across my face. You said something. I don’t remember what it was, but you called me a slut or a whore. Things you normally would never have said, but right here and right now, they turned me on so much.

I begged you to fuck me, like a **** should. My voice was trembling with desire and lust. You untied my hands, and for a moment I thought it was over. But then you used the silk to tie each hand to one of the banisters of the bed. It was a bulky wooden thing and I couldn’t move them now. Excitement sparked inside of me. I was trapped and pinned, and you were going to fuck my brains out. You loomed over me, casting a shadow over my helpless body.

I have never wanted you more than I did in that moment.

You were between my legs then, your cock pressed into my pussy. You didn’t ask me if I was ready. I was the ****, my whole job was to be ready. I felt you inside of me, your shaft pushing into my womanhood, grinding my lips aside. The feeling shot through my like an arrow and I cried out, my spine stretched, arching in the sudden pleasure.

Then we were moving. Together, grunting and crying out. You were thrusting, fucking me like a machine. Demanding and hard, your cock stole my breath away like it never had before. My hips bucked, gyrating against you. Our mad desires mixed and became enflamed. I was moaning, gasping out your name as you moved faster and faster. Like an animal in a frenzy, you were fucking me like you never had before. My toes curled, passion flooded my lower body. Ecstasy sparked and danced through my nerves. I had never felt like this in my whole life!

I threw my head back, enjoying the moment, The situation. I was pinned down and being fucked. Used like some ****. I wasn’t your girlfriend in that moment, I was just your bitch and it felt so good. Why had I been afraid of this for so long? Giving up power and control was intoxicating.

I don’t know how long we fucked for. At some point I lost track of time and you did too. I remember you on top of me, the motions of your body flowing through me. I remember how my nerves sparked and danced with each climax. You made me cum again and again, and I tried to the same for you.

Eventually we were both done. Tired and sweaty, you undid the rope and apologised. Said you had no idea what had come over you and that you would never go that far again.

I asked you to do it again tomorrow. I remember the look on your face, so speechless. You did not understand then, but you do now. That was the start of it. How I learned to kneel.