Chapter 1: Lessons
It was too soon, she had not learn nor understand the lesson. Instead she disillusioned herself into what she thought would please me. So wrong of her that a punishment was in order.
I had just come home from work, and the door wasn't even closed yet when I heard her calling out my name from the bedroom. She probably expecting me to barge in and take what was rightfully mine, but I did nothing of the sort. For the first five minutes, her calls were distant, one each minute or so but I ignored them. I loosened up my tie and poured myself a glass of scotch on the rocks.
She could hear me from afar and the silence was broken only by my name being called out more frequently.
Ten minutes had passed when I decided that it was enough. I appeared in the doorway and everything went quiet again. She was there in some new lingerie, laying back and caressing herself. She had learned nothing.
The reaction she got from me, as subtle as it was, wasn't the expected one. I finished my glass and put it aside before rubbing my chin between my thumb and index.
It took her a few minute to comprehend my discontent.
My stare was explicit and she had been mute for a couple of minute before I left the doorway to enter the room.
She obviously expected endless pleasure, satisfaction and yet there she was, acting like a ten dollar whore and dressed like a prostitute. Her eyes never left me as I walked around the bed. She had already dared satisfying her need only a little. That was one Offense too many. I undid my tie before anything else and as I leaned over to whisper in her ear, I made sure no contact happened between us. "You've been bad, and now you're gonna pay." That was going to be the only words she was going to hear from me. I used my tie to blind her sight, making a strong enough knot behind her to make sure it was not coming off. I followed by taking my belt out, tightening it between my hands in a snapping sound that echoed throughout the bedroom. Of course her body reacted in an instant. She was still so wrong, clueless. I let the cold steel from my belt buckle slid against her skin, starting at her ankle and making my way up.
Goosebumps covered her bare skin where my belt buckle had just passed and she bit her bottom lip in anticipation. She was still not understanding. I followed by tying her wrists together on the bed frame, an insurance that she was going nowhere. She fought it only a little but it was all in vain for my strength easily overcame hers. That is when she started to realize how wrong she had been this whole time. What was really amusing though, was that even now she was still wrong. I returned to the foot of the bed and leaned down, breathing hot air on her bare legs at a very regular and slow pace.
Without sight and any sounds, it was the only indication of where I stood. I made my way up her legs, roaming atop her without ever grazing her body, my warm breath inches away from her skin was all there was. I took a brief pause when I reached her core, letting her fantasize about what could happen. Her hips kept moving beneath me. Almost there. I continued my way up, taking longer breaths as I passed over the valley between her breasts. As foreseen, her back arched up a little as if she needed the contact of my lips on her skin. I was wiser though and continued my ascension all the way up to her neck where I stayed still for a brief moment, letting my warm breath build up her anticipation even more. That is when I pulled out the silky piece of cloth from my jacket's pocket, the one matching my tie that blinded her sight and force it inside her mouth, pushing it enough to make sure she could not just spit it out. She would not be calling my name again tonight. I proceeded by leaning right next to her ear, my lips almost grazing her ear. "That is all you are getting tonight my dear, you are not even close to be worthy of my touch." | coldly whispered in her ear before standing back up and walked away exiting the bedroom, closing the door behind me after choosing a new tie and left my loft to go out for a drink. She had to learn who was taking the decisions.
