Valentine's Submission

I felt his hands gently feel their way across the sides of my hips to rest under the front of my body, and then I felt him alternate gently pulling back on either side of my hips to help stretch out the surrounding muscles. The motion was unexpected, and uncertain of what he meant to do, I fought back against his first attempt; forcing my hips forward, and trying to keep my hips flat against the mattress. He raised his alternate hand away from my hips, and gave my ass a quick, strong slap that caused me to draw a sharp breath more from the surprise of how fast he had moved, than from any pain felt in the smack. I heard Chad chuckle to himself while he returned his hand to under my hip and tried the move again. This time, I let my body go limp for him to manipulate as he desired, and he hummed a little in appreciation while he forced my hips to stretch, and then to rotate in small circles.

I was starting to feel slightly humiliated by the way he was childishly playing with my hips, when I felt him release my hips, and reach for my panties instead. He forcefully pulled my panties down off of my hips to about my mid thighs in one aggressive tug before I felt him dismount my legs, and pull my panties completely free from my body. "Spread your legs for me, Zoe." I heard Chad moan softly, and I quickly did as I was told. I knew the position allowed him a clear view of my completely exposed, cleanly shaven pussy, and the thought caused my lower back to twitch slightly. Chad chuckled to himself, and I wondered if he had noticed me twitch. "Relax, Zoey," he breathed calmly, "I want to feel your body relax first."

My breath caught in my throat as his hands gently returned to my body, beginning to massage the muscles in my lower leg closest to where he was on the bed. He slowly worked his way up my thigh, but stopped mid-thigh, and got up from the bed. I had been expecting his hands to continue further up my leg. I had started to fantasize feeling his hands drawing closer to my pussy, maybe even teasing me a bit with his fingers, and his sudden departure from the bed caused me to whimper slightly. I heard Chad smirk to himself as he walked to the other side of the bed, leaned against the mattress on the other side of my body, and took up the same task with my other leg. I sighed heavily, knowing I had revealed my own desires to Chad with that unintended whimper, and I expected he would act the same way with the leg he was currently massaging: that he would deny me, and stop mid-thigh once more.

However, his hands did not stop. I felt my heartbeat begin to race as his hands methodically made their way past his previous end point, and over my upper thigh. I felt my breathing stop while I waited eagerly for his hand to brush against my lips, but he very carefully avoided any contact that I craved, and instead, worked his hands across my outer thigh, and back up to my hips. I groaned my disappointment in a heavy sigh, feeling a slight dampness begin to slowly seep from my pussy, while listening to Chad laugh darkly behind me. I hated him for that laugh, but I concentrated my energy on focusing on the movements of his strong hands instead of succumbing to my emotions.

I felt my lower back tense once more while his hands gently kneaded their way back down, across the cheeks of my ass; he used the motions to purposely spread my cheeks. "You are supposed to be relaxing, Zoey." Chad laughed deviously, holding my cheeks spread wider. I tried to picture him visually inspecting every bit of my body while he worked my muscles, and I felt the same twinge from before resonate deep inside of myself. Chad moved his hands to the crease of where my thighs meet the very bottom of my ass, and using his hands, he spread me wide once again. I felt the cool air kiss my lips, and realized that my pussy was not just damp at the thought of Chad handling me any way that he wanted, but that I was soaking wet. I heard Chad groan softly, and knew he was seeing for himself what I was feeling. "You really do know how to tease." He chuckled, releasing his grip of my skin, and pulling his hands away from me.

The mattress rose beside me once more, and knowing Chad had left the bed again, I groaned my frustrations in a heavy sigh. I know he had only kept me waiting a few minutes, but it felt like an eternity had passed before I felt a sharp smack across my lower ass. The blow was not painful, and it took me a moment to even register it had happened. "Hmm," I heard Chad hum, "too light." He breathed more to himself than to me before I felt another sharp smack in the very same place as the first. That smack I felt immediately, and caused me to take a quick breath that ended in a soft hissing noise. "Where are we, Zoe?" Chad teased me lightly.

"Green." I moaned as I felt the heat from the blow spread across the muscles in my lower ass. Another smack, of greater intensity, landed in the same exact spot again, and hearing the slightly metallic noise of the object as it bounced off of my skin, I realized Chad has grabbed the ruler. "Fuck." I breathed feeling the warm vibrations of the strike radiate across my muscles.

"Zoey?" Chad called my name joyously.

"Green." I moaned again.

"Really?" Chad chuckled. "Oh, I am going to enjoy this then." He teased me lightly. I felt my heart rate race again at his threat, but before I could calm myself, a barrage of solid blows from the flexible, metal ruler fell across the back of one of my thighs, and then the other.

I groaned loudly, feeling the warmth caused by each stinging strike in turn. Once each thigh had been worked over, Chad paused for a moment, and I felt my body give a slight tremble as I anticipated the next round of ruler slaps against my skin. I felt some of the juice from my pussy leak freely between my spread legs, and I heard Chad groan to himself. "Ready?" He teased, and I moaned while I nodded my head.

The first few hits across the cheeks of my ass were light, and the warm vibrations they caused, were manageable. As Chad continued, the increasing intensity of each strike began to overwhelm my senses, and I cried out in pain, but I never thought to call another color. Chad worked the ruler over both of my ass cheeks and over both of my thighs while I screamed out from slaps that begun to feel as though someone were slicing into my sore flesh, before he paused again. A deep burning sensation immediately settled over my afflicted skin, and as I started to realize just how much pain had been caused, I felt the overwhelming euphoric rush of endorphins begin to numb my skin. I unconsciously began to grind my hips hard into the mattress before me. "Where are we, Zoe?" I heard Chad call in a soft, gentle tone, and I moaned loudly, feeling even more of my juices escape my lips.

"Green."

I felt Chad's hands gently explore the backs of my thighs, and heard him chuckle to himself as his hands worked their way up over my ass cheeks, and across my lower back causing me to tremble at his touch. "Actually, I would have to say burgundy...purple even," Chad began to tease me playfully, "but those muscles of yours have definitely relaxed." One of his hands lifted clear from my body, but I quickly felt the fingers from that hand brush lightly against the excited lips of my pussy. "I did ask you to relax, didn't I?" Chad groaned softly, and I nodded my head while trying to spread my legs further apart to grant him total access to my pussy.

He rewarded me by slowly inserting one of his fingers deep inside of my soaked pussy with a deep groan. "Been awhile since you've been penetrated, has it?" Chad chuckled. I am sure that I blushed from his intrusive question, but the embarrassment I might have felt went unnoticed in my mind as I felt my inner muscles tighten around his finger. "You really want to cum for me, don't you, Zoe?" Chad groaned, and I nodded again while beginning to push myself back against his hand. Chad removed his finger from my soaked pussy, and smacked me hard across my ass, making me scream out from the stinging pain of his blow against my ruler-slapped, raw skin.

"Let's try that again." Chad chuckled, waiting for me to stop my body from trembling before reinserting his finger back into my tight pussy. As I moaned, delighted at his finger's return, another of his fingers joined the first. I felt him turn his hand, and felt his fingers inside of me probe along my muscles until they located my inner g-spot. Once discovered, Chad began to massage the area with a great deal of force. I groaned madly at the sensation, and grinded my hips back against his hand. He quickly withdrew both of his fingers from me, and smacked my ass harder than before.

"Fuck!" I cried out at the pain, clutching my hands into tight fists around the cord that bound them, and pulling my body forward away from Chad while pulling at the cord.

"Oh, no you don't!" Chad laughed maliciously while forcing one of his strong arms under my body, around my waist, and pulling my body back down against the bed. Once my body was back in the position I had just been in, with my arms completely outstretched once more, Chad grabbed a firm hold of both of my hips, and forcefully pulled them up into the air, to raise my ass for him. "Stay just like that." He growled dangerously, daring me to disobey, while he slowly removed his hands from my hips.

The muscles in my thighs stretched awkwardly from the forced position. Chad slipped his fingers back into my drenched pussy, and resumed the massage of my inner g-spot. Understanding his game, I focused more on my straining thigh muscles than on his forceful fingers inside of me to stop myself from trying to grind my hips back against his hand. My hips still twitched against my will while my muscles tightened against his fingers, but Chad did not stop to spank me for my uncontrollable movements. The muscles in my thighs began to burn, and my thighs trembled as I felt an orgasm build quickly against Chad's firm command.

"Oh, fuck." I groaned repeatedly, panting heavily while feeling my climax build steadily. Chad continued to finger my pussy closer to release until just before I could reach the final apex, and then he withdrew his fingers from me. I groaned, defended, and whimpered loudly, feeling my muscles plateau, and then I begrudgingly begin to relax once more. Chad laughed.

"Aw, poor little, Zoey." Chad mocked me while still laughing. I tried to focus on where he was in the room by listening for the direction I heard his voice, but I could not focus enough to calculate his position.

"I was so close." I groaned, disheartened, and Chad laughed again.

"Three fucking years, Zoey," Chad growled from somewhere across the room. "I have been begging for a shot with you for three fucking years, and you thought I would just let you cum first time 'round?" I felt my thighs shake harder, threatening to force me to collapse from my position. "Were you in my shoes, what would you do? Would you allow for that person to cum as they wished?"

"No." I groaned honestly.

"Of course not." Chad laughed. "What do you say to three false starts for three years?" I groaned disappointed only to feel another hard smack land across my ass, delivered by Chad's hand. "I should be demanding so much more from you," he growled darkly over my small cry, "that won't make us anywhere near even, but it'll feel like a good start."

The anger that I heard reflected in Chad's voice scared me, and I quickly thought through my options available to me to try to calm him once more; bound, there were precious few. I decided to play into his game, and thank him for his idea at a modest revenge to try to soften his mood. "I love you for my first false start..." I groaned softly, and I heard Chad sigh in response.

"Oh, Zoey," he sighed lightly, and after a long pause, I heard him clear his throat and continue, "you're welcome." I felt the muscles in my thighs shake even harder while I waited for Chad to continue, but I dared not move an inch, fearful that he was keeping a close eye on my movements. "Relax, Zoe." Chad whispered, and hoping I was interpreting him correctly, I lowered my hips back to the bed and allowed for my body to feel comfortable once more. "I have another Valentine's present for you...open your mouth nice and wide."

I lifted the side of my face from my arms, and opened my mouth the way he wanted. I felt something firm be passed over my lips, and then felt the object be gently pressed between them. Unsure of what the object was at first, I quickly moved my tongue to greet the invading present, and ran my tongue over the item while gently sucking it further into my mouth. The object had a kind of odd silicone taste to it, but it had the obvious head and shaft form of an anatomically correct cock. The toy was removed from my mouth after a moment while Chad groaned softly to himself.

"Do you own any dildos or vibrators at home, Zoe?" Chad asked, sounding very curious, and I nodded carefully, uncertain of where his body was in relation to my face. "When you get home, throw all of the other ones out." He commanded sternly. "This one will be going home with you, and is the only toy allowed anywhere near your pussy if you're desperate enough to get yourself off. Want to know why?" He teased lightly, and I nodded again. "Because this one was made using a mold of my cock." He explained to me with pride. "So, my cloned cock will be going home with you, and will replace any other toys you may have, so that if you feel desperate enough to play by yourself, you will still be using my cock to fuck yourself."

Surprised at how Chad had spent his month in preparation of our date, the idea made me giggle, but it was still arousing on some level. I had never agreed to continue to listen to his commands after our Valentine's Day, his way, was finished, but part of me really liked that he was willing to try to force something after our day together to continue our play dynamic. "I love you for my new toy." I purred.

"Don't thank me just yet." He mocked me. The sound of his voice suggested he was walking away from me, but once a felt the head of the cloned toy pressed against the entrance of my pussy, I knew he had just walked along the length of the bed. "Get up on your knees, Zoey, and get that cute, little ass as high in air as you can manage."

Chad kept the toy poised just at the entrance of my pussy while I quickly moved into the position he had sternly requested for, and once I had my ass perched high in the air—on all fours on my knees and forearms—Chad slowly pushed the silicone version of himself deep inside my teased pussy. I felt my muscles clamp down around Chad's toy, and groaned softly at the size of it. To my surprise, Chad pressed more of the toy further inside of me; forcing me to groan again while I tried to guess the size of the cock buried deep inside of me. "How does that feel?" Chad teased me.

"I love you." I moaned in response, not sure of it I was thanking him, or if I was being honest, and Chad laughed.

"Ready for false start number two?" He mocked me playfully, and I gave a heavy sigh. "Be very honest with me, Zoey, and tell me when you're close. Don't you dare try to cum on this toy cock, or I can guarantee that not only will you not be allowed to cum for the rest of the day...or night....but that you won't be able to sit comfortably for the rest of the week either."

I took a sharp breath as my body tensed at his threat, and he laughed. "Now," he mused lightly, pulling the toy slowly back out of my pussy until just the head felt like it had been left inside of me, "how does little Zoey prefer to be fucked?" I felt Chad gently thrust the very tip of the toy slowly back and forth at the very entrance of my pussy, but I never felt the toy completely leave me. The sensation was intense, and teased me greatly. I groaned, desperate to feel more of the toy, and tried to push myself back on it. Chad pinched my ass cheek using his thumb and forefinger, and then gave the pinched spot a playful smack. "Deeper?" He teased me cheerfully.

"Yes, please." I groaned. Chad forced the toy quickly into me hard until the toy would not press any further, causing me to scream as I felt it bottom out in me, and then be removed just as forcibly.

"You are so fucking wet." Chad chuckled while he resumed the teasing gentle thrusts at just the entrance of my pussy, using only the head of the toy. "Are you normally such a soaker, or is Valentine's just a special occasion?" He mocked me.

His question embarrassed me, but I did not care how embarrassed I was while I felt myself try to rock back against the toy once more. Chad pinched my ass, and smacked the pinched spot harder, causing me to cry out my response. "It is really easy to get me wet," I admitted, "more so right now, because of you." The toy stopped, and I felt a sense of panic for a moment, wondering if I had said something wrong.

"Have you ever masturbated while thinking about me, Zoey?" Chad asked curiously. I had, but I felt my body tremble slightly while I fought against answering him right away. Chad responded by thrusting the full length of the toy repeatedly, as hard and fast as he could, painfully deep into my pussy. I held tightly to the cord binding my wrists, panting and screaming, convinced I could ride out the toys aggressive pounding, but the pain over took me.

"Yes!" I cried out, and Chad pulled the toy back so that just the head of his cloned cock was left inside of me. "Yes," I groaned again, marveling at the sensation of still feeling the toy be smashed against my insides, "I have masturbated while thinking about you." I felt Chad reach around me, and felt his fingers gently locate my clit. He began to massage my clit while he rocked the head of the toy gently back and forth in me, causing me to groan as my muscles clamped tighter around the synthetic cock.

"Do I dominate you in these fantasies of yours?" He teased me playfully.

"Sometimes." I breathed, allowing myself to rock my hips back against the toy, believing Chad could not punish me with both of his hands preoccupied. I felt him gently bite the side of one of my ass cheeks, and I stopped my rocking, fearful of what else he might do.

Chad chuckled. "You just love to push my buttons, don't you, Zoe?" He asked over my moans while I felt the added stimulation to my clit allow for my next 'false start' to really begin building inside of me. "You are always challenging whatever I tell you...even when you actually do what I tell you to do, there's still some smart-ass remark, some snide look, or some dismissive body language to go with it...and yet..."

I groaned deeply, hearing my heartbeat drum painfully in my ears. "If you keep that up, you're going to make me cum." Just as I said it, both his fingers on my clit, and his cloned toy were completely removed from my body. My hips thrusted wildly in the air while I moaned in desperation, begging him to continue even though I knew he would refuse. After a moment, I felt one of his fingers probe my teased pussy, and even though I did not consciously try to grind my hips back against his hand, I did, and he smacked my ass for it. I felt myself plateau, but it took far longer for me to calm myself against his finger than I had recovered after my first false start.

I was in agony when I heard Chad chuckling to himself. "You really stopped yourself for me." I nodded, uncertain of what else to do. "Lay back down, Zoe, and relax. You've earned yourself a nice little treat."

The only 'treat' that I craved was release, but I forced myself to lay flat against the bed once more. Once I was settled, Chad placed both of his hands on my lower back, and started to slowly massage his way up my back again. The sensation was surreal; it almost made me feel as though he had never stopped his massage, and that any additional play had somehow all been imagined. Chad maneuvered himself to straddle the back of my thighs once more, but this time, there was no fabric to separate our bodies. As I felt Chad's warm, hard cock settle itself on top of my ass, my body trembled in excitement beneath his.