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Kimiko · Posted: Thu Jun 01, 2006 3:51 pm Post subject: Female Domination

A matter of control

By as always

It was all a matter of control. How many grunts had he screamed that to in his long career as a Drill Sargent. God it was a countless number, hundreds more likely thousands. He didn't just say the words, he lived the words. Control would save you, that was the belief at the center of his soul. It was one of those unshakable beliefs, the kind you never think to question. But somehow, in some devious way the very foundation of his life had been stolen. No,… stolen was not the right word, he had given it away freely, though at the time he had not realized the true consequences of his actions, nor did he understand that in truth this ending was unavoidable.

His first thought when he had met Glenna was that she was the most delicate creature he had ever seen. Her pale skin, and short curly brown hair made her look like some delicious fairy. Of course, seeing her sitting under the old Spanish moss encrusted oak had contributed to the ethereal image he had of their first meeting. She sat quietly, writing in that dog eared journal that seemed to be attached to her in some magical way. The hot North Carolina sun had sweated the lust out of him, as he watched her for what must have been hours. He had tried to pay attention to the antics of his friends and their rampaging toddlers as the battalion picnic grew in volume and intensity, but invariably his eyes kept searching her out.

As the sun finally ceded to the nights encroachment, he walked over and introduced himself to this stranger. She had held her hand out to him in greeting, and he reflexively had reached out for her. Her small white fingers were dwarfed by the muscled, callused, suddenly sweating palm he offered her. When she finally spoke it her voice caused the muscles in his chest to cramp up, making it difficult to breath. She had a voice that was like screwing chocolate on a mink rug… hot, melting, stroking, he could almost imagine her whispering hot fudge fuck words to him as he buried himself inside her…

And that was the beginning. The first small crack in the carefully constructed breakfront of his life. Later that night, as she lay beneath him in his king size bed, she had made him say 'please', before allowing him to bury his raging cock inside her. It had seemed like such a little thing, but then everything she had ever asked of him seemed like such a little thing. He could still see the small smile on her face as she presented him with his blindfold. Until the moment he had placed it on he had never known how good a woman's mouth could feel on a hard cock. Some how she had instinctively known that until she deprived him of his sight, he would never concentrate on but the sensation of tongue and lip and teeth devouring the hot meat he always had waiting for her. Some how she had made it seem perfectly natural, when she had tied his hands behind his back, when she had first spanked him for being late, when she had put on that latex cock strap on and fucked him till he begged for mercy… she always made every thing seem utterly normal...

Perhaps it was because he knew that she gave of herself completely. Then again perhaps he had just lost his mind. He only knew that no one in the world could give him the kind of release he found at her hands.

So this was the long path he had taken to get to this point. She stood there, in her living room, all five feet three inches looking down at him. He knelt before her, his hands squeezing at his cock, trying to curtail the incredible urge to urinate that was ripping through his body. She had not given him permission to move and he would not until she spoke. It had been over eighteen hours, god only knew how long she would make him wait. Finally, with soft words, and a gently touch she brought him to his feet. He followed her obediently, his hands still gripping his semi hard cock, to the spanking board. The one she had built to accommodate his six feet four, 220 pound frame. Like any well trained soldier, he knew the drill intimately. First his hands stretched out in front of him, then shackled. Next his legs were spread and like wise manacled. The rounded arc that his stomach rested on was padded and high enough so that in reality he looked as if he had been strapped onto a giant barrel.

He could feel her breath as she knelt down behind him, he felt the softness of her hair brush against the back of his thighs, long before he felt the hot tip of her tongue stroke the tender flesh between his ball sac and his ass hole. Her mouth worked tender miracles, sucking and licking the hot flesh she found there. He felt himself grow hard and full, his cock pressing against the bench beneath him. Slowly she worked her tongue between his tight ass cheeks, letting her saliva run down and coat his quivering balls. She worked her tongue into his ass and he knew what she was preparing him for. When she had him wet and open from her oral assault she slipped a finger deep inside him to torture that hidden walnut of pleasure. He almost came but fought back the urge, struggling to control his body, desperately wanting to have that control taken away.

He strained to look over his shoulder when he heard the clicks of buckles and the sound of tightening leather straps. She had on the black harness, the one that allowed her to chose which cock she was going to fuck him with. A cold sweat of panic broke out on his forehead as he saw her attach the one they had jokingly referred to as 'Hoss'. His mind raced as he felt her hands gently separate his ass cheeks. As the head of the massive latex cock pressed against his puckered sphincter he felt the cold lube dripping down the crack of his ass and finally coating the invader. She pressed against him with the gentleness of a butterfly. Never moving more than a fraction of an inch at a time. Still by the time she was a third of the way inside he was ready to scream out the words that would end this. Her fingers traced soft patterns on his ass as she withdrew slightly and squirted more lube onto the ass splitter. In and out she moved at the pace of a snail until finally with a little wiggle she had buried the shaft in him completely.

A different kind of sweat covered him now… he was exhausted and his cock was so engorged it felt as if it would split. The huge latex shaft buried inside him pressed painfully against his over filled bladder and he knew that something surely must give. And that is when the fucking really began. She road him without mercy until he thought his heart would explode, finally as his legs began to buckle he gave in and let his body explode in a mind wrenching orgasm. As always, she knew him better than he knew himself and as his cum spewed from his cock she gave one final shove and stayed deep with in him. It was enough to send fireworks shooting up his spine. His head lashed about madly as he lost all physical control. Hot tendrils of piss surged from him splashing against the bench beneath him, spraying him, running down his legs. He screamed for her, unable to do anything but give her ever ounce of control he had.

She stayed inside him, motionless for a moment, letting him come down from the peak she had dragged him to. Then slowly, she withdrew and undid the manacles that he had so willingly placed on for her. She led the exhausted soldier to bed and bade him to lay down so she could bathe him and tend to the soreness of his body. He drifted off to sleep as she was still washing him, content, exhausted, and happily no longer in control. When she was finished she crawled in beside him, dwarfed by the size and strength of his body. She curled herself up around him, offering him her warmth and protection, and whispering to him as he slept, sweet words of devotion and love.

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