Whatever Wednesday - Em's Turn Pt. 1
Emily had been looking forward to being in charge all week. Jake had been overly strict for the past couple weeks (she was fairly convinced that she would never be able to sit without flinching again) not that she hadn't earned every spanking she got. She had been bitchy, pouty, sneaky and once just outright disrespectful. She and Jake had discussed all the rules and acceptable punishments before they started this new phase of their relationship and she could opt out anytime. She had to admit that she liked the way things were going as a whole. Her productivity levels since she had agreed to let him dom her full time, not just on Wednesdays had been through the roof. It was amazing how much she less she forgot to do things. Knowing she would end up over Jake's knee or bent over the bed if she neglected her responsibilities was pretty good motivation. Plus their sex life was amazing lately.
Today was her day though, every second Wednesday the tables were turned and Jake was her sub. She knew he was nervous about today, thinking that she would get revenge for her still slightly sore bottom. She also knew that he would take any punishments she handed out to him without question or complaint. Monday night, while standing in the corner (pouting) after a visit with Mr. Spoon she had said she was going to get revenge Wednesday. That comment was quickly followed by several more swats from Mr. Spoon that had her dancing and an order from Jake to keep quiet and put her nose to the wall before he decided she needed the belt too. She quickly complied.
After a couple spanking free days to think though she decided a gentler form of punishment might be better for Jake. He was her sub today and she had every intention of enjoying her slave boy. When she got home from work she was pleased to find Jake sitting on the bed naked with Mr. Spoon next to him on the right and their handcuffs on his left. "Very nice, Jake." she said walking over to him.
"Thank you, miss" he responded as she stroked his face cheek to jaw which she grabbed roughly and pushed up forcing him to look her in the eye. She held eye contact and smiled at him, running her thumb over his lower lip before bending over to kiss him softly. "You're going to be a very good boy for me tonight, aren't you?" she asked him again running her thumb over his lip. "Yes, Miss. I'll-I'll try." He answered. "Good." She said. She gave him a little push and said "Lay back, hands over your head." Jake complied and Em picked up Mr. Spoon. "I hope I won't be needing this often tonight she said running the smooth back of the thick bamboo spoon down his naked thigh." She watched his thigh muscle tense and relax as she ran the spoon back up his thigh, lightly slapping him with it when she got to the top of his leg and noting that he was already semi-hard. "You won't, miss." Jake said. Emily smiled and turned away from him to undress. She could feel his eyes on her as she slowly took off her shirt and bra when she turned to face him she was fondling her nipples and biting her lower lip. She heard him moan quietly and saw that he was fully erect. She lay on her side next to him, her nipples level with his mouth. She grabbed his hair and turned his head to face her. "Suck it." she demanded offering the breast closest to his mouth. Jake turned slightly and took her nipple into his mouth. "Good boy, you're going to be using that mouth a lot tonight." she sighed enjoying the feel of his tongue teasing her nipple.
Today was her day though, every second Wednesday the tables were turned and Jake was her sub. She knew he was nervous about today, thinking that she would get revenge for her still slightly sore bottom. She also knew that he would take any punishments she handed out to him without question or complaint. Monday night, while standing in the corner (pouting) after a visit with Mr. Spoon she had said she was going to get revenge Wednesday. That comment was quickly followed by several more swats from Mr. Spoon that had her dancing and an order from Jake to keep quiet and put her nose to the wall before he decided she needed the belt too. She quickly complied.
After a couple spanking free days to think though she decided a gentler form of punishment might be better for Jake. He was her sub today and she had every intention of enjoying her slave boy. When she got home from work she was pleased to find Jake sitting on the bed naked with Mr. Spoon next to him on the right and their handcuffs on his left. "Very nice, Jake." she said walking over to him.
"Thank you, miss" he responded as she stroked his face cheek to jaw which she grabbed roughly and pushed up forcing him to look her in the eye. She held eye contact and smiled at him, running her thumb over his lower lip before bending over to kiss him softly. "You're going to be a very good boy for me tonight, aren't you?" she asked him again running her thumb over his lip. "Yes, Miss. I'll-I'll try." He answered. "Good." She said. She gave him a little push and said "Lay back, hands over your head." Jake complied and Em picked up Mr. Spoon. "I hope I won't be needing this often tonight she said running the smooth back of the thick bamboo spoon down his naked thigh." She watched his thigh muscle tense and relax as she ran the spoon back up his thigh, lightly slapping him with it when she got to the top of his leg and noting that he was already semi-hard. "You won't, miss." Jake said. Emily smiled and turned away from him to undress. She could feel his eyes on her as she slowly took off her shirt and bra when she turned to face him she was fondling her nipples and biting her lower lip. She heard him moan quietly and saw that he was fully erect. She lay on her side next to him, her nipples level with his mouth. She grabbed his hair and turned his head to face her. "Suck it." she demanded offering the breast closest to his mouth. Jake turned slightly and took her nipple into his mouth. "Good boy, you're going to be using that mouth a lot tonight." she sighed enjoying the feel of his tongue teasing her nipple.
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