Broken Rules

This morning was absolutely a lovely morning. I awoke with the sun shining in through my bedroom window, the blankets and pillows hugging my naked body, waking from dreams of Johnny. When I realized what today was I almost panicked. Today was the day Johnny would begin to prove his worthiness to me. Today was possibly a new beginning for me and him as well. I jumped out of bed and glanced at the wall clock; it was only a little after 9 am. Good I still have plenty of time. Really I didn’t have much to do. For the past two weeks I had already gotten everything ready. My house was nothing compared to Hannah’s but still pretty impressive for someone who didn’t have the financial means that she did. I had a two story home with three bedrooms, two bathrooms, a living room, a den, a large kitchen, and a dining room. Downstairs was the guest bedroom and bathroom. The guest bedroom only had a full size bed with plain blue cotton comforters and sheets, an end table with a lamp, a dresser, a closet and a few simple decorations. The bathroom was small and simple. Upstairs to the right was the second largest bedroom that I’ve turned into my play room. There is a large queen size bed with all black satin sheets and comforters, no windows, dark red carpet, a black leather couch and chair, a large black dresser that held all of my toys, whips, etc., and lots of other odds and ends about the room. To the left was the master bedroom. That was my bedroom. This was the largest bedroom in the house. I had a queen size bed with red satin sheets and comforters, beige carpet, beige curtains, a large dresser made of cherry wood with a mirror, matching cherry wood end tables on each side of the bed, a large desk off in the far corner with a computer, phone, etc. I had a large walk in closet, and a master bathroom with a large garden tub, a stand in shower and another walk in closet in there. No slave boy was ever allowed in my bedroom, that was the reason for the play room. Even though this was the lifestyle I chose to live I still had a private part of me and my bedroom was one of my private things. Hannah is the only person who’s been in my bedroom.

The only things really I had to do was tidy the play room and get things set up and ready. I slipped on my silk white robe and went downstairs for breakfast; half a grapefruit, a few strawberries, blueberries, and a kiwi with a cup of coffee. I went outside to the table I had set up on the back deck. I had a beautiful wrap around porch that my late husband and I built with our bare hands. I sat down to look out at the pool. Water always relaxes me, not that I needed to be relaxed right now. The thought of the day I had ahead of me would be relaxing enough.

As I took bites of the fruit and drank coffee, the quietness of the morning, the gentle breeze, and the rippling water led into the thoughts and memories I didn’t like to revisit. The porch was painted white now, but used to pale blue. I painted it white because I had always wanted it white, but my husband wanted blue and everything went his way when he was alive. Looking over at the corner of the porch I remembered the day I helped him hold boards in place while he nailed them. That day I dropped the board because a bee had stung me which caused him to hammer his finger instead of the board then caused him to break his beer bottle over my head. I was only 18 at the time, he was 31. One year later is when he had his tragic car accident. That day ended up being the happiest day of my life. Fortunately, my thoughts were interrupted by the phone ringing. I picked up my plate and mug and went inside to see who I needed to thank. It was Hannah, which I figured it would be, calling to ask how everything was going so far, how did I feel, was I excited, the whole bit. I had a twenty minute conversation with her, then decided to give the house a once over. After tidying up more and having lunch I decided to just take a nap. I had a few hours to kill and wanted to be well rested for the evening.

When I woke up it was 4:15 already. I got up and went to the closet to pick out my clothes for this evening. I decided to wear something simple. I chose a black nightie with large red roses for the pattern, matching thongs, black platform high heels, and my short silk black robe over it. I went into the bathroom to take a quick shower and shave my legs and my pussy so it would be completely smooth. I usually did shave every day sometimes every other day. By the time I finished my shower and getting ready (today I decided to pin my hair up) it was a quarter to six. Good, I still have fifteen minutes; well twenty counting the five minutes I plan on making him wait for. I spent the next twenty minutes going through my closet and finally making a decision to go shopping soon.

I glanced at the clock and it read 6:04. I walked over to the stand up mirror and gave myself a quick inspection, then headed out to the living room. As I made my way downstairs a sudden thought struck me. What if he’s not here? What if he decided over these two weeks he didn’t want me to be his Mistress? I’d be a little disappointed but oh well, what can you do but continue to look. I stepped off of the stairs and looked over to my right to see Johnny waiting in the black chair as told to do. He had in his lap a manila envelope. He had on the same attire as the night at the party except tonight he was wearing a short sleeve black button up shirt that was only buttoned halfway. It was actually very sexy but not what I told him to wear. The night of the party he was shirtless. I walked into the room and Johnny looked up and slowly took in my body from feet to head until his eyes rested on mine. I went over to the chair he was sitting in and stood directly in front of him. I held my hand out for the envelope and he gave it to me then I tossed it over to the coffee table.

“Stand up, Johnny.”

Johnny stood immediately. I didn’t say anything about the shirt but instead just grabbed each side and ripped the buttons off and snatched the shirt from around him. He didn’t look very surprised.

“I told you to wear the same attire. That attire didn’t include this.” I said holding the shirt out.

“I’m sorry, Ma’am. It won’t happen again.”

“And another thing…don’t ever apologize to me again, you’ll get your punishments and thank me for them.”

“Yes, Ma’am.”

With that being said I picked up the envelope and opened it. I scanned over the contents and everything checked out okay. Good, now I can proceed with my plans.

“Follow me, Johnny.”

We headed upstairs to the play room; I opened the door, walked in and stood in front of the bed.

“Shut the door behind you.”

I waited for him to turn back around and face me then said,
“There is a large variety of toys in the dresser over there. Use what you want, do what you want. This is the one and only time you’ll have this much freedom so take advantage. You have 15 minutes to make me cum. There’s only one thing you can’t do and that’s fuck me. You won’t have that privilege until much later. ”

I removed my robe and waited for Johnny to make his move. I wondered what he would use, what he would do. The only reason I was doing this was to see just how good he was at getting me off and to see how creative he would get. He stood there for a full minute before finally going over to the dresser and rummaging through the contents. Another minute went by. Finally he walked back over to me empty handed and stood in front of me and looked down at my body. He lifted his hands to my shoulder and gently removed the thin straps from my shoulders and let the nightie fall to the floor around my feet. He then raised his arm above my head and removed the pin from my hair. My hair fell and tickled my naked back. He then ran his fingers lightly from my neck, to my chest, and over my nipples. My nipples immediately became erect. He ran them over my stomach then reached my panties. He ran his hand over my hips and around to my butt. His hands slid under my panties and cupped my ass cheeks. His hands were so warm. He let his hands keep moving down the back of my thighs removing my thong with them. When his hands reached the back of my knees I shivered slightly. I stepped out of my panties and nightie while he moved behind me never letting his hands leave my body. He pushed my hair away from my back and kissed the back of my neck. His lips were so soft and I could feel the coolness of his wet kiss when his lips moved away. He continued to kiss my back slowly, the next kisses always just below the one before. He reached the top of my ass and the kiss lasted a little longer than the rest. I felt his tongue gently start to caress between the top of my cheeks slowly going down further and deeper. I leaned forward just a little as his tongue began to glide over my asshole. He tongue was warm and soft and felt so good. He began to move back around to face me, his tongue and mouth never leaving my body. He kissed my hip, then my stomach, moving upwards to my breasts. He first kissed my nipple softly then let his tongue gently tease it until it became erect once more. A soft moan escaped my lips and he began to suckle my breast. He moved over to my other breast and began again. By now I was aroused and wet. He gently pushed me with his hand signaling me to lie on the bed. I lay down as he got down on his knees and pulled me closer to the edge of the bed by my hips. He began to caress my thighs letting his fingers tease my yearning pussy, letting them get closer and closer but never touching. He finally let his fingers trail along my pussy lips then finally circling around my clit. His finger grazed the top of it lightly making me push my pussy closer to him begging for more as I moaned again. He let his finger enter my wet pussy only slightly then back out again. I felt his finger enter me deeper each time but never all the way. I began to rock my body forward when I knew his finger was about to slide into my pussy again wanting him to go deeper and harder. He then slid two inside and I felt his hot breath closer to my pussy. I felt his tongue on my pussy lips first gently then harder and closer to my clit. He finally began to lick my clit and I let out another moan. His fingers were still inside of me fucking me slowly as he licked and then began to suck my clit. His licking became harder and faster as his fingers began to fuck my wet cunt deeper and harder. I began rocking my hips harder and moan louder as I felt the heat in my clit move upwards in my body. His mouth felt so good on my cunt. I began to feel my body on the brink of an orgasm and my moans became even louder. He began ramming his fingers harder inside me, his tongue never leaving my clit. Finally I felt a burst begin from my clit spreading inside of my pussy then my entire body and I let out a loud and final moan as he came to a slow stop licking and fucking me.

I glanced over at the clock and it had taken him only 11 minutes. Still on his knees, waiting for my next commands, I got up and walked around him to face his back. I leaned over, my lips barely grazing his ear…

“Very good, Johnny.” I whispered. “Did you like the taste of my pussy, did you enjoy it?”

“Yes ma’am, very much.”

Still behind him and leaning over his shoulder I grabbed the hand that he used to fuck me and brought his fingers to my lips. I opened my mouth and sucked in his fingers to the back of my throat, tasting my own cum. I let his fingers fall out of my mouth gently as he let out a barely audible sigh. I stood back up, still naked and walked over to the dresser. I opened the top drawer and picked out a small vibrating dildo. Not too small, 6 inches long only 1 inch thick. It was a pink jelly dildo, one of my favorites for teasing. I walked over to the large leather chair and took a seat, my ass barely on the edge of the chair, leaned back and threw my legs over either arm of the chair so that my pussy was in full view.

“Stand up, Johnny. Strip, all but your collar, then back down on your knees in front of me.”

“Yes Ma’am.”

Now it was time for his punishment for disobeying me by wearing the shirt.
Johnny was already rock hard from pleasing me which pleased me even more.

“Give me your hand.”

He held his hand up to me and I brought it to my mouth and kissed the palm of his hand, then licked his hand completely wetting it.

I paused only for a moment and looked at Johnny.

“Do you want get off now, Johnny? Would you like to stroke your massive cock and cum all over my wet pussy? Would you like to release yourself while you watch me fuck my cunt with this?” I said while tracing the vibrator along my lips then flicking it with my tongue.

His breathing became harder as he answered, “Yes.”

I continued to lick and tease the palm of his hand while rubbing the tip of the dildo across my erect nipples watching his breathing become heavier and listening to soft hum of the vibrations.

I leaned forward, our noses almost touching, I felt his breath hot on my lips. I let out a soft moan, almost a purr, and placed his hand on my breast and squeezed his hand around it. I let my lips brush lightly against his and as his lips parted to accommodate my tongue I pulled away and leaned back in the chair. Aww, how cute…he looks almost disappointed….good.
I gave him permission to begin stroking his cock for me as I traced the vibrator slowly down my abdomen and closer to my pussy. With my other hand I began to massage my breasts and gently tug at my nipples. I was quickly becoming aroused again and watching his beautiful cock being stroked by hands so strong, hands attached to an arm with muscles rippling with every move, an arm also attached to an astonishingly perfect body, did not help at all but only heightened my arousal and made me yearn for more than this. In time, I kept reminding myself, in time.

His breathing became rapid and his eyes glossy again as I began to rub the vibrator up and down on my clit, my pussy glistening from my wetness. I slowly let the vibrator enter my cunt and turned the vibration up more. I let out a louder moan as I pushed it all the way in and began to fuck myself, his eyes watching intently. His forehead began to glisten with sweat, his stroking became slightly faster and his grip around his cock tightened. This only made me happier because he did not know what I had in store for him. Things were going perfectly how I wanted them.
I started fucking myself harder and moaning louder, moving my hips forwards each time I shoved the vibrator inside of me. I wanted to give him a good show.

I noticed his abdomen muscles begin to tighten and flex and lips pierce and I knew he close to cumming.
I slowed down a bit and asked him if he would like to cum now.

“Yes” He barely breathed out.

“Beg me.” I said.

“Please, may I cum for you?”

“Mmmm, Johnny, ask me again.”

“Ma’am, may I please cum for you. Please?”

I stopped everything I was doing, sat up in the chair and stood in front of him, my pussy almost pressing against his nose, him still stroking his huge cock, his breath hot on my skin, my own eyes becoming glossy. I had to snap myself out it and remember what I was doing, I had become so turned on by watching him.

“No” I simply said.

He stopped and I stepped back to observe the shocked look on his face.

“No, you may not cum, Johnny. Stop now.”

I sat back in the chair with a smirk on my face and waited a few more minutes before commanding him to start masturbating again while he watched me once more. I kept this up for at least an hour, letting him come to the brink of ecstasy then ordering him to an abrupt stop. I know by now he had to have blue balls. I couldn’t help but laugh inside.

“Okay, Johnny, enough is enough, stand up.”

He immediately stood, soaked in sweat and still out of breath. I walked him over to whipping/spanking area I had set up. It was simple really. I had a bar suspended from the ceiling and cuffs hanging from the bar. I raised his arms up and cuffed his wrists while he gave me an uneasy look.

“What’s wrong, Johnny Boy, did you think that was your punishment? Blue balls?” I asked while laughing aloud.

I stepped back to look at his wonderful body once more and his tight ass. Oh my God, I couldn’t wait to have him fucking me…
I walked over to the dresser and retrieved a paddle from one of the drawers. I came back around to face him first before I started with the real punishment.

“Johnny, if you really want to cum, you’re gonna have to learn to enjoy pain. Or do you already?” I asked with a smirk on my face.

I hooked my finger in one of his nipple rings and pulled. Not enough to pull it out but enough to cause some pain. I kissed him fiercely shoving my tongue into his mouth. I bit down on his lower lip then whispered in his ear, “I’m going to enjoy this so much.”

By the feel of his heart pounding it seemed Johnny was anticipating this as much as I.
I walked back around behind him and traced my fingernails light up his buttocks then dug my nails into his skin while kissed the top of his back just below his neck. Then I bit into his flesh, hard. He cried out in pain just as quickly held the paddle above my head and brought it down hard on his ass. His buttocks clenched together tightly as his first scream turned into his second.

“Oh yes, Johnny, cry out in pain!” I said, then whispered in his ear, “Now this is how you cum, Johnny Boy. This is how you cum when you disobey me.”

His breathing still fast and hard as well as his cock, I drew back and smacked him again even harder than the first.
Again he cried out and with every smack my pussy began to throb once more hearing his cries of pain turn to cries of pleasure. I snuck a peek at his cock and as I suspected it was completely hard. His head began to roll around from side to side as he was coming to the edge of pleasure again but I didn’t let up.

“Yes, Johnny, yes. Cum for me, show me how much you love your punishment. Show me how you love the pain I allow you to have.” I said just before I smacked his ass again.

“Oh yes!” He cried out and his muscles in his arm tightened immensely as he gripped the chains of the cuffs and pulled at them in desire.

I kept smacking his ass and telling him how much I wanted him to cum for me as his cries no longer sounded of pain but of pure ecstasy.

“I’m cumming, I’m cumming, Mistress, I’m cumming!”

I smacked him one last hard time as his whole body tensed up and he let out one last long cry as he shot his cum onto the wall in front of him. I was so aroused by now I couldn’t stand it, but I had to. I reached up and quickly uncuffed his arms and he fell to his knees and slumped over with his face to the floor. His back was rapidly rising up and down as he struggled to catch his breath. He was again soaked in sweat and his ass was blood red and welted.

“What do you say, Johnny?”

He turned to face me and crawled over to my feet and looked up at me through wet eyes.

“Thank you, Mistress, thank you so much.” He said with much effort as he still was struggling to breathe.
I smiled and said, “Unfortunately, Johnny, I’m not your Mistress yet.” And with that I walked away and began to redress myself.

Shortly after we were both redressed and I led him back downstairs.

“Okay, Johnny, day one is over and done with, but I still haven’t made up my mind yet. We’ll give it a few weeks before I make my decision. I want you over here on Mondays, Wednesdays, Fridays and Saturdays. Friday nights you’ll be staying over night so bring extra clothes. I like what you were wearing today, the shirt I mean, so you may wear it again next time, but I always want you to show up here wearing the same thing and always 6 pm. Is any of this going to be a problem, Johnny?”

“No ma’am.”

“Good. You may go now. And again, you don’t have permission to cum until I say so. Understood?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

With that I turned to walk away.

“Ma’am, I just wanted to say— ,”

“I said GO NOW Johnny. Goodbye.”

I turned to glare at him to see if he would challenge me but instead he dropped his head and walked out the door.
I immediately began to smile and let out a sigh as the goodness of the day soaked in. I need to go back upstairs because the punishment I gave Johnny only made me extremely aroused so I had to go take care of it. I ran upstairs with the anticipation of the next few weeks in my head.


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