Gotta Pay the Piper Ch. 01

Bill handed us paper targets and happily waved us into the range for a free session. I gave Robin instructions on the safe handling of a firearm and then suspended a target on the clips. I pushed the button that sent the target down range several yards.

"These ear muffs don't work." she complained."I can still hear you." I looked to make sure the little light on the side of the muffs was glowing. Donning my own, I told her to pick up her pistol and fire it. After the first shot, I explained that they were electronic suppressors and while normal conversation could be heard, the higher decibels of a gunshot were muted.

We had a good time, shooting several boxes of the ammunition I had kept back. Robin found she enjoyed the challenge of holding a deadly weapon and wreaking havoc on a human silhouette. "Just imagine it is your roommate." I laughed. She put three out of five rounds through the target's 'head.'

"That was fun," she announced as we drove home later that afternoon. I agreed and told her shooting a rifle was even more fun as you had to concentrate and control your whole body as you pulled the trigger.

Robin wanted to stop at a grocery store to buy more salad type items for supper. She suggested we get something to grill outside when Joanne came and asked if Joanne preferred chicken or steak. I told her Joanne liked my herbal marinade on chicken. We had a cart full of food by the time Robin finished selecting items. We paid with some of the cash I had just received.

Once home, we carried the cases to my shop. I told her I wanted to wipe the guns down after we put the groceries away and then get started on my loading the bullets for Derek. A box of had been delivered while we gone. I knew they contained my special bullets. She said she wanted to shower as she could still smell gunpowder on her.

I had just reassembled the first pistol when she walked in and set a beer on the work table. "I thought you were just going to wipe them down." she commented. I shrugged and thanked her for the beer. She watched as I dismantled the second pistol and began to clean it.

"Give me rest of the cash. I want to put it in the office." she said. I began to protest but when she held out her hand I pulled out my wallet instead and handed her all the money. She handed me back a twenty and walked out only to return a little later to watch me finish cleaning the pistol.

After I locked the pistols into a safe, she told me she wanted me to take a shower and then cut up stuff for the salads. "Call me when you get it ready." she said smiling giving me a quick kiss on the cheek. "Ugggh. I smell the gunpowder on you. Go get cleaned up!" I walked away laughing.

I was in the kitchen chopping lettuce when she came in to help. We ate and while I rinsed the dishes and loaded the dishwasher, she said she wanted us to sit down and talk. She asked me if I wanted to do it sitting at the table, or in bed as it was getting late. I looked at the clock and thought, "Late?, it is barely 7:30." I reminded her I had bullets to load.

We sat at the table. "Well,," she began, "We are a little more than 48 hours into our trial of living together. What do you think after two days?" I was hesitant to answer, not wanting to offend. "Be honest, I want to hear EXACTLY what you think."

Finally, I began. While, for the most part, I genuinely liked having her around, there were a few times she pissed me off. I did not elaborate.

I told her I was a little embarrassed when she waked into my bedroom without knocking even though I was either clothed or covered. "I am not a prude, but not an exhibitionist, either, " I explained. "We are not a couple, so it set me back."

"So.... What do you think about my moving in? Full time?" she asked. "I know Joanne made me the offer but I want your opinion."

She held up a hand to stop me. "It does not matter how much I like living here or how much I have been enjoying myself and want to stay. I know Joanne has given me a place to stay for the rest of the school year. I want you to tell me what you think. I want to know if you want and need me to move in. I want to hear you say it in plain words."

I took a deep breath and then bit the bullet. "Robin, I have loved having you around the past few days. I want you to move in full time." I paused. She looked at me and said simply, "and?"

I considered what she said before and added. "I need you to move in with me. I think it will be good for me." She leaned close and this time instead of a kiss on the lips gave me a full kiss, tongue included.

I sat back breathless. It had been a long time since I had been kissed like that.

I recovered and added, "But I still do not want to concede and give you authority over me."

She began to laugh. "Dear man, you gave that up the first night. I have been in charge this whole time."

"No!" I protested. Smiling and laughing softly, Robin began to recount all her instructions and orders. I sat wide-eyed as she demonstrated how I had succumbed and obeyed her every order from cooking and cleaning to opening the car door for her. She had taken my money from the sale of the ammo. I might have had a reluctant facial expression a few times, but I had obeyed without protesting.

"What? Did you expect if I was given control, I would turn into some dominatrix issuing orders while cracking a whip?" she chuckled.

I shrugged and said some of her father's comments gave that impression. "My relationship with my parents evolved from a different base." she said quietly. "The family had issues. My parents were, well, are self-centered assholes. When it came to my taking over the family, I had a battle. When they gave me resistance, I responded and pushed back, hard."

"I bet he made it sound like I was a sadistic monster who beat his and my mother's asses raw at the slightest provocation." she grinned. I could not envision her being a monster.

"He told me about the time your sister caught him playing golf without permission after a client cancelled. And what she did." I offered.

"Oh, yeah, I remember when that happened. Marianne asked me what she should do. She was taking over from me and I think Dad was testing her. He loves golf. We always let him play if he had been behaving and of course he was allowed to do anything that was business related. He just had to check in."

"It seemed for a while he had a few too many golf games with clients. I mean how much business do lawyers really do on the golf course? He got caught. Whether some client really cancelled and Dad did not bother to call, or if he was trying to get one over on us is incidental. He got nailed." Robin said.

"How about removing pubic hair? That is pretty humiliating." I stated.

Robin laughed. "I bet he did not tell you the whole story there either. That happened about six months after I had taken charge. He got pissed and threw a complete temper tantrum. At one point, he screamed at me, protesting he was not some little boy. So I shaved him to make him look like a little boy."

"I was only going to make him stay hairless for a couple weeks, but he started to complain about ingrown hairs and saying I was cruel. He made a major issue of it. That pissed me off. I told him not to shave for a while. I let him heal and then waxed the stubble. He cried like a baby at the humiliation of me taking his hair so painfully. By then I'd seen him naked many times of course but my touching him tore him up. He was ordered to stay hairless after that. I took Mom's pubes at the same time and I told them to keep each other smooth. I guess Marianne is keeping that going."

Robin chuckled, "Or neither of them ever questioned it and just keep themselves hairless without being told. "

Robin said her mother had encouraged her and her sister to trim their pubes since puberty, especially for bikini season. "I got to where I do NOT like seeing a rangy, unkempt bush and I certainly do not want to touch one."

I said I did not like the idea of possibly being punished like her Dad described. And especially the way he was forced to suck Richard. Robin agreed and said that was beyond what she thought appropriate and planned to have a talk with her sister about it.

"Now there are things Dad probably did not tell you. He would be too humiliated to admit it to most people and if he complained to anybody in the program he is aware it might get back to Marianne or me. There are other punishments I have inflicted and I suspect Marianne might have as well. They were borderline cruel BUT fully deserved." Robin offered,with a slight smile. "Let me say this.... My dad is rather full of himself at times even now. In the past he was really bad. He did not get himself under his daughters' thumbs by being "Dad of the Year".

"I forget now exactly how it came about, but one time he mouthed off at me and kept on despite my warning to stop. I grabbed him by the scrotum and squeezed. I held on for a long time while he squalled and begged for me to turn lose. I had Mom cut some soap. and I made him chew it up washing his mouth out. All the while I maintained my grip. He was hurting."

"I really had not intended for him to swallow soap, but he did. I told Mom to take him into the bathroom and give him a big enema. I laughed when I overheard her tell him what an ass he was being and to shut up. That night he purged his whole digestive tract. He puked and had diarrhea for hours."

I sat and listened in horror. "I don't want any of that." I said. "I don't want you to take control of me...."

"Too late. You have already submitted to my whims." Robin stated. Leaning close and staring me in the face, she added, "but you have nothing to worry about as long as you continue to do as you are told like you have the past few days."

"You have two hours to work on your re-loads. Then I want you to brush your teeth and get ready for bed. I do not intend to come get you.

And no TV tonight. We are going to continue our discussion," Robin said as she stood and walked out without a backward glance. I knew this was another order.

I faced a dilemma. I could follow her instructions, knowing she was going to use it as further proof I had accepted her authority. Or not comply, knowing from what she had just told me she might push the issue and I could very well regret the consequences.

Would she back off from insisting on full control and let our relationship continue like it was? Or was she one of those people who had to go for the full win? I just did not know her well enough to know.

I wondered how hard Joanne would push the issue either. She was going to be home Saturday morning or maybe even Friday night. I made sure to set an alarm then set to work in my shop.

I brushed my teeth while I thought about it. I took off my jeans and put on the running shorts I used to wear when Joanne was in the house. I had started wearing them again after Robin had barged in without knocking that first night.

Too late. I had just turned on the bedside light and was considering reaching for the television remote anyway, when the overhead light extinguished.

"Good boy." Robin said behind me, popping me lightly on the butt. I pulled back the covers to get into bed. She told me to lay on my back with my hands at my sides. and then she laid on her stomach next to me, propping herself up on her elbows. I knew what she was doing. She was assuming the higher, dominant position. She pushed the covers down to our waists

"See? Once again you did what you were told. But I know you were thinking about doing otherwise and testing me." she said sweetly. She added, "You chose wisely."

"Tell me again you want me to move in. Use the same full statement you said earlier." She said. "I know you remember it."

"Robin, I want you to move in full time. I need you to move in." I stated, sincerely. "I like having you around." I added.

"Good. Yes Bas, I would love to move in and live here. I accept YOUR offer." Robin said smiling, sealing it with a kiss. Under the covers I could feel my penis begin to stiffen.

"Now I want you to say, 'Robin I concede control of my life to you. I want you to have full authority over me'." she ordered.

I balked. "Can't we leave out that part? You just live here and we work things out together?" I begged.

"The short answer is No" she said. "We will work things out together but with me in charge and having the final say on ALL issues. That is conditional to my staying long term. It is not optional." she said firmly.

She reminded me I had obeyed her from the first night. I had continued following her instructions tonight even after she pointed that out. I offered a compromise. She could be in charge and make decisions but without the authority to punish me.

She laughed at that saying authority cannot exist without some way to enforce it. "Now we will add 'and you may mete out any punishment you deem appropriate' to your lines." Robin stated. I began to shake.

She told me she was going to have me repeat this statement at frequent intervals over the next several days until it was ingrained into my psyche. "You know you are going to agree to it. You really do need me here and you need me to be in charge. I want you to say it, out loud and frequently."

I laid there frozen in place arms at my sides. Robin stayed propped on her elbows, her face a foot away studying mine as I considered my options. I had two. I could surrender or I could balk and she might not stay. I so wanted to get up and tell her to get out of my bed, out of my room. I realized I really did want her in my life. I was SO indecisive! I nodded my head afraid my voice would break if I tried to say anything. But I could not say it.

"I do not want you to punish me." I said weakly. I could not believe I said that. I felt like a wimp not being able to say anything with conviction.

"You know you are going to do it. If you do not agree like the good boy I know you want to be, you will have to pay a penalty." she said with a half smile.

"What penalty?" I asked.

"Oh, I think a little spanking." Robin said, her lips almost touching mine as she talked. I'm sure she was very aware of the effect feeling her and smelling her so close was having on me. My arousal had me almost ready to agree with anything.

Then I had a thought. I could test her. See what she wanted tonight. I could always refuse to sign later on. I'd say I changed my mind. I was so horny I was barely thinking. I would have offered to kiss her ass if she'd asked. But I swore to myself I would not sign a damn thing.

"Well maybe I could agree to let you be in charge." I said. "But I don't want to be punished." I whispered. I was both aroused and humiliated.

Another soft kiss on the lips and without moving back, she stared me in the eyes as she whispered, "That is NOT an option. Now repeat this, 'Robin, I concede control of my life to you. I want you to have full authority over me and you may mete out any punishment you deem appropriate'." I whimpered and did.

She had me repeat this five times giving me a little kiss each time. 'Robin, I concede control of my life to you. I want you to have full authority over me and you may mete out any punishment you deem appropriate'

Robin pulled at my tshirt. "Take this off, I want to see what we have here." she ordered. "Good, very little body hair., just a little here around your nipples. I refuse to snuggle up with a chia pet. You would not enjoy getting your whole torso waxed. Like the guy in that movie...the 40 year old virgin." She giggled.

I was thinking about her word 'snuggle' and started to get back the erection I had lost. Abruptly Robin ordered me to "recite my pledge". "'Robin, I concede control of my life to you. I want you to have full authority over me and you may mete out any punishment you deem appropriate" I said, blushing.

Robin smiled. Then said, "Now I need to know all about your sexual history. Well, since your wife died."

"Isn't that a little personal?" I answered, surprised. "It's priv...OWWW!" I yelled when Robin pinched and twisted the nipple she had been stroking with her fingertip.

"You have no privacy from me, not in your finances, business or even physically. You gave that up." she stated. "Now answer."

I told her my sex life was pretty much nothing. I had tried to date about eighteen months after my wife died at Joanne's insistence. I could not connect with any of the women enough to take a relationship further so no intercourse. I had even considered buying a female slave but did not have the cash to buy one at the parish auction. "Good, no risk of disease." was Robin's only comment. I did not tell her that unless you went out into the seedier parts of society, STD's were rare. Vaccinations made them almost non-existent. As long as you kept up your yearly booster anyway.

Robin said she had a few partners but most guys she met just wanted sex and all balked at her controlling the relationship.

Next she asked me how often I masturbated. As she did, I could feel her pull a tuft of nipple hair and I knew any hesitation would result in it being pulled. I admitted to masturbating pretty much daily. She asked if I had sniffed her panties when I did the laundry that morning. I shook my head frowning and said it was not 'my thing'.

"But online porn and dirty stories is your thing, huh?" she asked. Seeing my surprise she told me she had examined my browsing history her first night. And observed I had been reading the past couple mornings while she had been in class. I was embarrassed to be caught like that.

"I haven't read any of them in it's entirety but skimmed over a few. Lots of kinky stuff, femdom, fetish, bdsm, spanking. I saved the links into a file of my own so I can read some when I have a break from studying." she stated. "Maybe I will get some ideas. Non slavery kink."

"Those are fantasies. Not something I want to do in real life." I protested.

"Oh, I understand that. And the role reversal story sites? I saw you first looked them up after you learned about the Program, the night you talked with my father. No wonder you were scared to submit to my control. Recite your pledge."

Once again, I said my lines while Robin smiled, looking me straight in the eye. "Good boy. This like Christmas. Let's unwrap the rest. Lose the shorts."

I skimmed them off and Robin shifted to examine my package. I sucked in my breath when she rubbed my glans. 'Hands above your head!," she ordered.She ran her fingers through my pubes and announced she was going to 'tidy that up' later.

"I will do the manscaping the way I want it, ok? Unless of course you want to lose it all. Well?" she said smiling.

"Please let me keep some of it, " I asked softly. What was I asking? I had intended to see what she did tonight! Not agree to everything she said.

"Time for a test drive." Robin announced. "You have been such a good boy tonight, you deserve a reward." With that she straddled my groin and slipped my penis into her very wet vagina. I don't know if she had taken her panties off while we talked or if she had none on when she came to bed. At that point I did not care. This was the first time my penis had touched a pussy in years.

She pulled off her shirt exposing pert breasts. "Recite your pledge!" she commanded as she settled fully onto my penis. Damn!! I was trying to focus on the amazing sensations coursing through my groin and she wanted me to concentrate on some stupid lines? I realized it was a test. "Robin, I concede control of my life to you. I want you to have full authority over me and you may mete out any punishment you deem appropriate."

"Again!" she commanded as she began to grind. I had to repeat the litany four times as she picked up her pace now sliding up and down. I could barely speak the fourth time, and when I felt her vagina contract as she orgasmed, I came.