Hey guys welcome to the concluding part of Aisha’s Tales. Watch how my “pleasing my master” agenda makes me a favorite and opens up my submissive and freaky self..
Hope you guys enjoy this story as much as I do.
Vanilla To Strawberry?(Josh’s POV)
What started as a normal vanilla relationship ended up being more than that, I’d like to call it Strawberry cos who doesn’t like strawberry?
Aisha is a shy, stick to vanilla sex kinda girl but is open to freaky shit whereas I’m a dominant yet dimming that cos of Aisha. I figured I couldn’t go on anymore and needed her to explore this side of her which I knew existed hence the BDSM tools in my bag.
I ordered take-out before we began this new phase, no one wants to be submissive on an empty stomach and I needed her to be. Food came in 20 minutes and we sat quietly on the floor to eat only making small talk at intervals.
Aisha looked really beautiful and happy when she was eating and you could tell by the way her eyes popped when she sees food.
You’re such a sweet girl, aren’t you?” Aisha’s face flushed instantly, her gaze falling to the floor in a shy manner, but Josh refused to let up. “You’re my good girl, my good girl.” She really loved praises and I made sure she got them at odd intervals.
Eventually Aisha’s shyness subsided and her playful nature broke out with an unintentional wiggle. Such a slight wiggle that made me continue, something told me I was doing just what I needed. I pulled her down closer to me, then grabbed her hair, pushing her down onto the floor completely. I scratched her head, then pushed her head up to look at me. “I know what my good girl needs, a treat. After all, we wouldn’t want you sulky and sad.” Her face was still red, but she wiggled with excitement, letting out a little smile.
I reached behind the couch and pulled out my bag, grabbing a cookie from it. I smirked at such a sight, a girl down on the ground for me and only me, someone I almost had wrapped around my finger with such little effort. And with that thought, I gave her the cookie. I then pulled a box out of the bag. “You are my good girl and I’d treat you good if you stay that way.” Put the cookies in her hand, “Now eat up, we’ve got much planned for this evening and you’ll need your energy.”
Aisha did as she was told, not even questioning it. She may have been shy, but this was too good to pass up. As she was eating, I went back to watching TV, leaving her alone on the floor. Dinner was agonizingly slow, but I needed to let the tension build. I wanted this feeling for the rest of the night and knew that it didn’t even require sex, but no doubt the bedroom is where it would lead.
Once she finished her dinner she stayed still on the floor for a good thirty minutes, but eventually she couldn’t stay put any longer, she sat beside me. Sighing sharply I told her to go the floor, “No no! No!. You don’t come close to me till I say so. Understood? Aisha frowned and tried coming close only to be met with the same reaction she got before. After a few times she eventually tired herself out enough and sat on the floor in front of him.
She frowned begging for my attention, her mind and body filling up with submissive feelings. I reached down and grabbed her hair, pulling her face onto my lap forcefully, keeping her still. “If you don’t behave I’ll be forced to punish you.” She responded with a smile, she liked the sound of that. This was nothing but a big game and she was going to push me back. I swatted at her face, slapping her with barely an ounce of his strength, but enough to leave a light sting on her cheek.
READ: Aisha’s Tales 2
To Be My Bitch Or Nah? (Still Josh’s POV)
“You’re a little too happy.” However this was no deterrent for Aisha and she proceeded to giggle and smile again, as if telling me to make her behave. I stroke her once again with a little more force, leaving a red mark. Before she had a chance to respond, I put a collar around her neck and snapped it tightly. This choked her but didn’t hurt and forced her to sit down by my feet . “If you don’t want to behave that’s fine. I have no problem forcing you to do what I want.”
Such a simple phrase sent a feeling of pleasure down her body, her wet self craving my touch much more. She stayed on the ground, not that she could really stand up anyway, but continued to rub my feet. She rubbed vigorously, but after awhile she finally submitted and laid down quietly.
I had won with little to no effort. “Well that was easy. Who thought I could control such a little girl just by throwing her around a bit. You’re so timid, seeing as you’re always so shy and eager I expected a little more of a challenge. I knew I’d break you regardless, but I’m not complaining.” Aisha let out a whimper of defeat which caused me to laugh at her. “Damn, you’re pathetic and I can’t help but love it. Get up, we’re going to play a little game.” He rose, but she hesitated to get up.
I fixed that pretty quickly when I pulled out a treat. She perked up instantly and jumped up on smiling playfully. “Alright girlie,” I said, “we are going to play tug of war.” She tried to jump up onto my lap to grab the cookie and begin, but I pushed her down. “Ah ah ah, I’m not finished. There’s a catch to all this. If I win, you are my little bitch for the rest of the week. If you win, I’ll stop teasing you and actually fuck you. Deal?” She nodded eagerly.
She was desperate for the slightest chance of relief and the thought of it riding on her becoming a glorified slave excited her even more. She grabbed the toy in her mouth, squeaking it a few times in preparation. I counted down, the tension rising with every number. “3…2…1… Begin”
What do you think would happen next? Stick around to find out!
Pleasing My Master (Aisha’s POV)
It was still a little while before I was due to pay my part of the bargain, yes I lost. I thought I’d just shut my eyes on the sofa and have 15 minutes sleep before getting myself undressed and ready for him. I fell sound asleep and the next thing I knew was he was standing over me and pulling me to my feet. He was cross that I wasn’t ready like he had asked so he said he was going to be hard on me. He told me to get undressed quickly and then go and stand in the corner. I did as he asked, anxious to please him. He left me to get undressed and walked away.
I could hear him moving about but I didn’t know what he was up to. I was starting to feel a little apprehensive. I did not want to make him angry. Not that he was mean but he could certainly test my boundaries and my pain thresholds to their limits. He came back to check I was ready and he pushed me through into the hall, grabbed my wrists, tied them together, lifted my arms and tied them to a rope that he had attached to the banister whilst I was getting undressed.
He reached into his bag again and picked up the wand, the skirt hanger and the weight. He attached the clips of the hanger onto my nipples and then played with the clips sliding them along the rail as close together and as far apart as you could get them. Stretching my boobs and nipples as much as he could, he was having fun and I was powerless to do anything other than moan.
The clips were tight on my nipples and I could certainly feel them stretching as he moved the clips. He moved the clips back to a central position and then hung the weight off the hanger pulling my nipples down. He carried on sliding the clips together and apart, the weight now swinging and pulling even harder on my nipples. The pain was exquisite. By now my legs were parting, my clit and pussy desperate for some attention too.
Still Pleasing My Master!!!
He switched the wand on and held it against my clit and I came almost immediately which caused me to lean forward and the weight to pull hard on my nipples. He put some lube on his hand and gently started fingering my pussy, I was so wet that he didn’t really need it and within seconds he was able to slide his fist inside me. It was only the fact that he had tied me so tightly to the banister that I was able to remain standing as the sensations that were coursing through me were so intense.
My pussy didn’t want to let his fist go, my clit was throbbing with the wand hard against it and my nipples were on fire with the clips tightly clamped and the weight causing them to swing. The juices were running down my legs each time he moved his fist inside me. He then started thrusting his fists in one after the other, so hard and fast. I was helpless and incoherent with desire for him. I’ve no idea how long he kept me like that, but eventually he realized I could take no more, I was completely drained but exceedingly happy.
He removed his fist and switched the wand off, took the weight off the hanger and then pulled the clips off my nipples. He untied me from the banister and then lowered my arms so he could untie my wrists.
I wanted to cuddle but he decided that he wanted to see how far he could stretch my pussy as further punishment. He laid me down on the bed and opened the drawer with all the dildos in and he started to insert them one by one and only once he was satisfied he couldn’t get any more in did he get into bed beside me.
I snuggled in to him as best I could, wrapped an arm around him and closed my eyes content and exhausted. I couldn’t help myself though and before long my fingers were tracing along his skin and my lips searching out his nipple to lick and kiss and bite. I can’t resist him when he is there next to me.
He growled at me to stop or there would be consequences so I listened, but only for a moment. He bit my nipples so hard, I came with such a force I pushed all the dildos out of my pussy and then we just lay tangled there for a while till we had the energy to roll over and into one another’s arms for a cuddle and a nap.
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Tom
Nice pov by Aisha, I thought they were in an hotel that she frequents regularly, the going upstairs doesn’t tally to that though.