Under My Boss's Control

“I look forward to it, sir,” I said. “I hope you’ll continue to instruct and teach new things.”

“Of course.” He smiled. “I think we both teach each other. That’s the best kind of relationship, wouldn’t you agree?”

“Yes, sir,” I said as we reached the front door. “Of course, I am feeling pretty sweaty after our encounter. I would want to be clean for you.”

“I would be happy to clean you,” Julius said. “My pet has to be clean.”

Chapter Sixteen

Julius

We went into the bathroom, and I carefully stripped off all of Dixie’s clothes. Then, I took off mine, and we got into the shower. I carefully washed her hair and body, then instructed her to do the same to me.

A new calmness had taken over the tone and tenor of our preparation. There wasn’t this burden hanging in the background, of what might happen or where we might end up.

Dixie was mine now, and I hers. She’d be more than just my pet; she would be my one and only submissive wife. It was fate that brought us together, and while I was sad that the pandemic continued to ravage parts of the country and the world, I could not help but acknowledge that it had brought us together.

After getting out of the shower, we dried each other off. Hand in hand, we walked downstairs to the dungeon. It was our dungeon now, as everything would soon be. I was anxious to take her anal virginity.

“Please, bend over and let me remove your butt plug,” I said.

“Sir,” she said gingerly. “I would like to make a request.”

“Let’s hear it.”

“I would like to save my anal virginity for our wedding night,” she said. “I want that night to be special for you.”

“It will be as long as you’re there, my sweet,” I said, considering it. “All right. I’ll allow it. You request is granted.”

“Thank you, sir!” She smiled, clapping her hands and jumping up and down.

“All right, then. Let’s get that butt plug.”

She bent over, and I carefully removed the plug from her tight little asshole. It quickly collapsed back to its original shape.

“Oh, that felt interesting,” she said. “I look forward to more butt play.”

“Normally, I don’t like it when my pets defy me,” I said, mildly indignant. “I think some sort of punishment is in order.”

“That’s fair, sir. I need to be disciplined.”

“Come over here,” I said, bringing her to an area on the wall that had mounted rings. Getting out some leather straps, I tied her to one of the metal rings on the wall. “Now, keeping your hands up, back up until I say stop.”

As she did so, it forced her to lean more and more forward. Her fabulous ass was now in the perfect spot. I walked to the hooks on the wall and found an appropriate paddle and the ball gag.

“Open your mouth,” I said.

She did so, and I put the ball gag securely in place.

“Now, it’s time for your punishment,” I said.

I began paddling her ass with the paddle. The slap echoed in the mostly empty room. She grunted against the ball gag as I spanked her ever-reddening cheeks. After her ass was sufficiently red, I stopped. She was panting behind the gag.

“Have you learned your lesson?”

“Uh-huh,” she said through the gag.

“Good. Now, here’s your reward.”

Slipping on a condom, I moved behind her and immediately started to have my way with her. She twisted her arms in the straps, unable to do anything but maintain her balance and enjoy the ride.

Her moans of pleasure through the gag filled my ears and echoed through the room. The constant slap-slap-slap of our bodies together, in ever-increasing speed, grew faster and faster. Just as it seemed we would both go over the edge, I stopped.

She grunted in frustration. No, it was not time yet. This time, rather than turn out the lights in the room, I took the blindfold and put it over her eyes. I walked to the door, opened and closed it, then quietly walked back to the bed to watch.

Over the next fifteen to twenty minutes, I watched her stand there, hunched over and mostly unmoving. Her arms and legs did get tired after a while and she would shift her weight, but, like a good pet, she seemed determined to stay right where I left her.

Moving away from the bed, I quietly went back to the door, opened and then closed it. I returned to my love and untied her from the ring on the wall. This kept her hands tied together.

Then, guiding her across the room with the blindfold on, I brought her to the bed. Using the straps around her wrists, I tied her down around to her ankles. This created a compacted Dixie, which I then positioned ass-up.

“Are you secure, my pet?” I asked.