1. Obedience Personified – Returning Home


    Date: 9/9/2015, Categories: Mature, Author: DarkSide, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories

    felt that he wasn’t acting and if that was the case then, in my eyes, I felt I was in for a treat. “Bend over,” he said. I bent over and rested my hands on the second step of the stairs. I felt John lift my flimsy dress to reveal my arse and pussy lips to the front door. I squealed when his hand came down hard on my bare flesh. I could hear him taking deep breaths as once more his hand contacted with my bare arse. This time I flinched and my body arched forward trying, in desperation, to avoid or minimise the contact and pain. It didn’t work. It hurt just as much. “That’s for asking me to pay the taxi for you,” said John, as the third slap accompanied his words. The pain shot through me and excited me at the same time. I found myself asking why Richard had not spanked me earlier. “Go upstairs, take your dress off and in your best slutty pose I want you to kneel on the edge of the bed facing the door,” he instructed, “I want you to wait – to be fucked!” I was panting, my arse stung like it was on fire and my eyes were half shut and what’s more, I had been punished for staying out late and behaving badly. As I rose from my position, I imagined all sorts of punishment that I was to receive in the bedroom. John was fired up, that was for sure, and I started to walk up the stairs. I daren’t look back as I placed one foot in front of the other. As I got to the bend in the stairs I glanced to my right and saw that John had turned away and was heading for the door to pay the taxi ...
    driver. I continued up the stairs and as I reached the double sliding doors that opened out onto our bedroom, I started to undo my dress and let it fall to the floor. I let the dress lay over the second and third last steps to the top of the stairs. I was dressed in my shoes stockings and suspender belt, my bra was on and I wondered whether I should remove it. As it wasn’t one of John’s instructions, I left it on. I remembered the walk towards Richard’s hotel room earlier that evening. I was dressed in exactly the same way. I was horny then, I was even more worked up now, thinking about what John was going to do to me. I opened the doors to our bedroom and stepped inside. I climbed onto the bed, and positioned my legs half apart with my pussy and arse in full view of the stairs. I looked straight ahead of me and waited. I wasn’t sure what I was waiting for, punishment, a good licking followed by a fuck, or to be left here for ages while he watched something on TV. I glanced towards the clock on the dressing table, it read one o’clock in the morning. I was definitely in the process of experiencing my second wind. I could hear the tick-tock of the clock in the hallway below me; the beat of the low tones started to match my heart rate. I felt relaxed and waited for John to arrive. He seemed to take ages, but I never looked around in case he was there, watching me and ready to punish me for disobedience. I pulled my bra down over one of my nipples and tweaked them. I gasped as I ...
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