He Asked For More




After our little battle behind the school, we put Jay in the car and brought
him to my house. Jay was very apologetic. He was ashamed and embarrassed by
crying like a little girl. He liked the idea more than the actual experience.
He was afraid that I was going to hurt him badly and cried out of fear. I
wanted to show him who was the boss. I didn't want to kill him. But we all
agreed that he needed to be punished for his behavior. I told him that I was
going to give him a bareass spanking. And he better not cry.

When we got to my house we went down to the basement to take care of some
unfinished business. First we made him strip in frowif all of us. Everything.
Shirt, pants, underwear, socks, and shoes. Standing in front of us stripped of
his dignity was very humiliating. His flabby arms. His pudgy tummy. His cute
little man boobs. He had another boner and it was really cute too. First, I
made him get down on it floor and remove my socks and shoes. Then I made him
kiss and lick my sweaty feet and stinky toes. He gagged a couple of times but
he seemed to enjoy it. Having a naked timid boy worshipping my feet was very
exhilarating. I could get used to that.

Then I made him crawl over to Mary and Taylor. He kissed their asses and
thanked them for watching. I sat on the couch and made him crawl over to me
and lay across my lap. It was time for that spanking. His big vulnerable tushy
was so cute. It was white as a piece of paper but I planned on adding a little
color. Whack. That hurt. It hurt me. I asked Taylor to bring me my sneaker. I
grabbed the shoe and spanked him again. He closed his eyes and squirmed. This
was fun. I took my time spanking him and asking him if he liked it. His little
cock seemed to like it. He began to hump my bare leg in rhythm to the
spanking. He grimaced a lot but he didn't cry. I was proud of him. I reached
around with my other hand and found his hard cock. I jerked him off while
spanking warning him not to cum on my leg. Taylor and Mary cheered me on and
Jay started babbling. He begged me to stop before it was too late. I'm sorry
Jay. Am I making you uncomfortable? You better not cum on my leg or you'll be
sorry. That was all it took and Jay spewed his warm creamy load all over my
thighs. He started apologizing but I just pushed him off. He fell on the floor
and I made him lick up his mess. For the grand finale I made him kiss my ass
and then grabbed his hair and forced him to kiss my pussy. Right through my
pants. I'm sure he could smell me but I didn't give him the pleasure of seeing
me naked. It felt nice. I could get used to that too.

That night I laid in bed and started searching for more female domination
videos. I started with foot worshipping. Most of the women whipped a naked
slave as well as made them kiss their feet. I moved on to pussy worship. It
was very arousing watching men on their knees worshipping a dominant woman's
pussy. The women almost always facesat their victims. I fingered myself as I
watched the submissive men pleasure their woman. Afterwards, I thought about
my day. Jay had asked me to beat him up and humiliate him. I did and I liked
it. I stripped him and jerked him off. I made him cum twice and didn't give
him the satisfaction of seeing me naked. And then it hit me. I beat him up. I
dominated him. I made him cum and he loved it. I doubt that he's ever even
been with a girl before. Meanwhile, I'm fingering myself. How juvenile is
that? I saw him naked but he didn't see me. I felt like a seventh grader. I
gave him 2 explosive life changing orgasms and I got nothing in return except
a peck on my pussy thru 2 layers of clothes. Now I was mad at myself. I
decided that next time I wanted to cum like those ladies in the videos. I
wanted another chance. If I was going to dominate and pleasure him, I was
going to make him get me off too.

I didn't have to wait very long. Jay called the next day and thanked me. He
enjoyed it even more than he was hoping and was eager to try it again. I told
him that I would think about it. I'm sure I wanted to do it again even more
than he did, but I wanted to act indifferently. I wanted to hear him call and
ask again. Just a little power trip. He called again the next day and asked
again. I told him that I still wasn't sure but was leaning toward it. I
mentioned that was probably as close to having sex with a girl as anything
he'd ever done again. He tried to dodge the subject but I persisted and
demanded that he tell me the truth. He admitted as much. After a few more days
of leading him on I finally agreed to a rematch with a couple of slight
changes. First, we would fight in my basement. Second, this time it was just
going to be him and me. I had some devious plans for Jay and I wanted him to
worship me and only me. I didn't mention why I didn't want Taylor and Mary to
watch. And finally, afterwards he had to write a story for my approval
describing our fight. He thoroughly enjoyed reading my story about you. I'm
not letting him see this update until after I beat him up again. He is coming
over this afternoon. When he writes his story, I will submit it. He better not
mess it up.

Kelly