Punishing His Roommate Pt. 08

Chapter Title: ***Vanessa's Spanking***

Vanessa

Ever since I asked Eric to punish me, things had taken a slight shift. My submission seemed to be growing deeper for him. He was taking me out on dates on the weekends. I was in return somehow on my best behaviour. It had been two weeks since I took the ginger up my ass and I hadn't received any punishments since then. It was a wonder that I hadn't.

It was Friday of a long weekend, so Eric and I were planning on a 72 hour fuck fest-- essentially. Unlike a normal fuckfest I suspected I would spend a lot of time on a leash.

"Good morning," Eric said in his gravelly morning voice. I was staring at the ceiling wondering what the weekend would hold for us. He rolled over and grabbed me around my side and pulled me to him.

"Morning, Sir," I purred. I cuddled into his chest.

We laid like this for a while just basking in each other.

"We should go over some ground rules," he said after ten minutes or so. I was ready to sit up now and so it seemed Eric was. He gave me one last kiss on the forehead and sat up.

I followed him and he got out of bed and started walking towards the kitchen. I was like a puppy the way I just followed Eric's motions. Soon we were sat in the dining area drinking our coffees and having a little breakfast made of random things. Me a piece of toast and Eric some fruit.

"Rule one is we're going to do a 24/7 sub-dom dynamic for the whole weekend," Eric said.

"I thought we were 24/7," I replied.

Eric took a long sip of his coffee. "I mean sort of, but I'm not exactly strict with you. I feel like we're more 16/7 or something like that," Eric replied.

I nodded. I understood what he meant. There were many times now that we just behaved like a normal couple. We got tired after work. Or sometimes we took a weekend off. It would be impossible to just be "on" all the time.

"I understand what you mean, so for the whole 72 hours we will be in our roles," I said.

Eric nodded in agreement.

"Both of us can call time out at any time and reconvene," he then said.

"I agree, just in case."

"Right... and, I will punish you, spank you, and more, even when you have done nothing wrong," Eric said.

"So, just for fun?" I blinked.

I'd never had a fun spanking before. All the spanking and impact play we did was purely for discipline.

"Yes, for fun. It doesn't have to always be for discipline. Maybe I just want to spank you sometimes," Eric said, his voice laced with desire. I crossed my legs under the table trying not to get too aroused too quick.

I took a long sip of my own coffee. It was helping wake me up.

"I can agree to that."

"Can you also agree to only wearing exactly what I tell you to wear? And stay naked when I want you to?"

The level of control he was demanding was turning me on. I couldn't have ever imagined landing myself in such an erotic scenario before starting this with Eric.

"Do you want me to defer to you for basically everything?" I asked, trying to get it all out of the way in one sweep. It would be a waste of time for Eric to list every little thing he wanted to control when I could feel that he wanted it all. If we didn't need to work and real life didn't get in the way I was sure he would want to control more and more aspects of me on an everyday basis let alone during a weekend dedicated to this.

"Yes besides your bodily functions, you know like eating, drinking, bathroom, I make all your decisions," he said.

His demanding tone had arousal fluttering up my spine. I was falling deeper and deeper into a submissive mindset like falling through a never ending hole. I had no idea where the depths of my submission could take me.

"Yes Sir," I replied. I finished my coffee off but Eric was still going. I picked up my cup and the remnants of our breakfast and carried everything to the kitchen. I put the plate in the dishwasher and the scraps in the bin.

Eric came into the kitchen moments later and rinsed his cup for the dish washer. He grabbed me by the hips from behind and pinned me to the counter.

"Go shower, dry off, come out naked, nothing, and then I'll shower and we can get started," Eric told me.

"Yes Sir," I replied and he let go of my hips.

***

I didn't wash my hair only my body so I wouldn't be cold while naked. I had my hair up in a ponytail when I came out, and I was completely naked as Eric told me to be. When I came out he was no where to be found so I went into his room to see him lounging on the bed.

"Good girl," he said upon seeing me in the doorway. "Come here, pet."

I closed the distance between us just standing at the edge of the bed in reaching distance of Eric. He looked me up and down. He stood up and grabbed me by the ponytail like it was a leash, before leading me out into the living room.

"Kneel, on the table, and when I come back I expect to see you here like this," he said, motioning towards the coffee table.

I scrambled up onto the coffee table, doing as I was told. I put myself in a kneeling position. My thighs were spread so you could see my shaved pussy. I placed my palms flat down on my thighs. Then I looked up at Eric, waiting for his approval.

"Good girl, now stay like this until I come back," Eric said to me.

"Yes sir," I replied.

***

Eric took ages in the shower, it felt like. Perhaps it was only 10 minutes or 15 but it felt like an hour or seven. My legs were like jelly. This was an exercise in boredom and control, I could tell.

When Eric came back my eyes zoned in and locked on him. He was wearing a pair of loose slung low on his hips, pants, that showed off his dick print. It was not subtle in the least. They were like the male version of booty shorts. They weren't tight though they just clung. He wasn't wearing a shirt at all, which I appreciated. I followed his every movement as he came up to me. He put a hand under my chin, tipping it up.

"You stayed put," he said.

I half nodded, but I couldn't really with his hand holding my chin.

I hadn't noticed it when he first walked in because I was so hyper fixated on his body and face but Eric was holding a leash and collar. He clipped it on me wordlessly and I just sat there exposing my neck to him.

"Come on, pet," he said, pulling at it. I went to stand up but Eric tugged the leash downward. "On your hands and knees."

I almost glared but managed not to. I scooted off the table, precariously, then dropped to my hands and knees.

Eric tugged on my leash and led me around the couch. I think he enjoyed demeaning me like this. I crawled until he made a motion with his hand for me to stop. He sat on the couch then made a little head movement between his legs. I crawled up and then sat back on my knees.

"You're going to suck my cock," Eric told me.

"Yes Sir."

"Then, instead of a reward, you're going to take a spanking," he said.

"Why?" I half snapped, wide eyed. He pulled me toward him by the leash. I was all pouty, looking up at him.

"You want to be my good girl, don't you?"

I nodded. "Yes Sir."

"You want to submit to me?"

"Yes Sir."

"Well, sometimes I want to spank you when you didn't even do anything wrong," Eric admitted.

I blinked at him. This was news to me. In my mind spankings were punishments, impact play was a punishment. From the first spanking I received until now whenever Eric laid a hand on me it had been because I was bad. In all truth I had a slightly negative association with them, even though they turned me on, they still hurt.

"Why? I haven't been bad, I don't understand."

"Spankings aren't just for punishments, they can be enjoyable, I'll show you," he said.

He pulled his cock out and it stood hard, pulsating. His tip was slick with precum. I licked my lips on instinct. My eyes fixated on it.

"If I don't enjoy it?" I said with a pout. "You know, it hurts..."

"I'll give you a reward," he said.

I nodded. I liked the sound of that. "Okay okay, deal."

Eric pulled me in until I was hovering over his cock. I pulled him into my mouth and he let go of my leash to grab my hair instead. He guided my mouth on his cock, up and down in a steady motion. He let go of his grip a little and I started bobbing my head at a medium pace. He filled my mouth all the way up almost touching the back of my throat, but I was stopping right before the point I would gag.

Soon I had to pick up my pace. My neck was starting to cramp. I moaned as he pushed me down until I was gagging over his cock.

"This dirty little mouth is mine. I can do whatever I want to it, you understand me," Eric groaned.

I couldn't answer him. All I could do was groan around the base of his cock. I was starting to sputter, Eric was holding me down. I struggled against him as my breathing became difficult. He pushed down until he was in my throat. I gagged, hard. Eric let me up for a second leader and as he did, he came in my mouth. I choked and took his cum into my mouth. It was all so haphazard. He was coming as I was choking and moving. I sucked in and swallowed as much as I could but some of it fell down my mouth and jaw. I wiped my mouth with haste while looking up at Eric with wide frightened eyes.

"You did such a good job. You tried to save it all," Eric said.

Relief flooded me. I thought he was going to get angry with me for dropping his cum.

Eric pulled me towards him and reached down kissing my forehead. I had swallowed his cum now and I wasn't tricking any more, much to my relief. I learnt against his leg as he laced his fingers through my hair.

"Come here pet," Eric said to me. He patted his lap and I knew what I was meant to do. I stood up on two trembling legs. I had been kneeling for a long while. Once I was standing, Eric pulled me over his lap. My legs were laid flat on the couch, I sat up on the other end of the couch trying to prop myself up by my elbows. I knew it wouldn't be any use after a little while.

"You can ask me to stop if it gets too much," Eric said.

"Yes Sir," I replied.

Eric began rubbing smooth circles over my ass. He was warming me up. Something that he never did when he was punishing me. On an occasion there was a small warmup, but it seems like it was more for him than it was for me. Now he was taking his time. Rubbing his hands erotically over the peaks of my ass, before coming down to the back of my thighs and massaging me. I was beginning to forget this was meant to be a spanking. It felt more like a sexy little massage.

Then the first crack came down onto my ass. I sucked in a sharp breath as pain and flooded through me. My eyes shut. I gave up on holding myself up and laid limp on the other side of the couch.

Between the first Mac and the second smack, Eric rubbed me again. Then, like a shock to my core and another smack landed on me. I squirm over Eric's lap, wriggling my hips side to side. I could feel my arse jiggling. Eric groaned. He cursed under his breath and grabbed a handful of my ass squeezing it.

Then a few small smacks. Two and one cheek and one on the other. Back-and-forth back-and-forth.

These didn't faze me as much.

Eric went again harder this time. I squirmed and made a small noise.

It seems like Eric was trying to see where the limit was. He smacked me again like this. Then again on the other cheek. Arousal bloomed in my pussy. I was beginning to throb from the spanking. I could feel just how good I was and it was trickling down my inner thighs.

He found a steady rhythm. It was a sensation somewhere between pain and pleasure.

"Sir, I'm so wet," I told him.

"I know. Isn't it lovely," he replied.

I didn't want to push him any further, so I just squeezed my legs together for any pressure I could manage.

Eric continued to spank me. I didn't stop being turned on for even a second. The frustration was starting to get to me. I wriggled all over his lap as much as I could.

"Stop fucking moving," Eric snapped at me with a hard smack. It was much harder than the rest and this one was meant to show me something. Show me that I needed to behave.

I whined. Squeezing my legs together harder. The harsher slap made me all the more wet.

Eric swung his leg over my leg so that he was pinning me down now. He smacked me harder and harder and harder. Each hit worse than the last. Until finally, I was almost screaming against the couch pillows.

Without warning, Eric pushed two fingers deep into my cunt, pressing into my G spot. I yelled out. The sudden change from pain to pleasure had me reeling. My mind was in two places all at once. My head was spinning. He pumped his fingers in and out of me. Eric pressed into my tree spot every chance he had. I cried out. Pleasure continued erupting inside me.

I've never been so close to coming so quickly.

"I need to come", I begged Eric.

"Awe, poor baby," he cooed.

The mocking made it so much worse.

"Come for me," Eric commanded finally. His words open the floodgates. My orgasm took over my body. If he wasn't holding me in place, I'd probably fallen on the floor. Every muscle in my body contracted then relaxed all at once.

In my post orgasm state Eric flipped me over and then pulled me into his arms. He stood up while holding me. I realised within a moment that we were walking across the apartment. Next thing I knew Eric was laying me down in the centre of his bed.

"What are we doing?" I asked Eric.

He started pulling my arms up to the top of the bed. He pulled my wrist together.

"I'm going to make you feel good," Eric said. "Stay."

I watched him with suspicion. What was he about to get up to? I listened though and kept my arms in place as he moved off of my body. He walked across the room and into his closet. When he came back he was holding some rope. It looked silky to the touch.

Eric gazed down at me. His eyes were full of lust. My whole body was alight with pleasure, my ass burned, but my pussy throbbed. The wires in my brain were getting crossed as pain and pleasure spread through my body even in anticipation of what was to come. Eric reached down and began to tie my hands to the top of the bed. I couldn't help but whimper. I felt like a helpless animal.

Once he tied me up I expected him to go for my legs. Instead he left the room, presumably to get something. I waited, a squirmy hot mess. Eric returned and my eyes locked in on his hand. He was holding the little vibrator. He approached me without a word and got between my legs, spreading them apart. Next thing I knew Eric's mouth was on my clit. I bucked my hips but he pushed me down, pinning me to the bed. I loved it when he pinned me like that.

"Sir," I panted, within a few moments. He was working his way around my pussy like a master with their instrument. I was his to command and to control.

Eric moved down from my clit to my sensitive entrance. He replaced his mouth with the vibrator. My next orgasm was coming to its peak in no time. No wonder he tied me up. The way I was so sensitive I felt the need to close my legs and run away.

Before I could even say anything Eric growled, "cum," against my pussy.

I exploded into his mouth and he lapped me up. My orgasm raked my body like a wave slamming into the shoreline. I was shaky even as it passed. He pressed a button on the vibrator and the speed went higher. I felt like it was sucking on me and vibrating all at once. Eric then pushed two fingers inside me.

I was nearing another peak just as the last one ended. He did say he was going to give me a reward. I should have known based on what he did the last time.

"Sir," I called to Eric. He pulled his mouth off me but continued with the vibrator and his fingers. I ground my pelvis into him, instinct taking over my body.

"Yes?"

"I... If you overstimulate me, it's not much of a reward," I pointed out. I was happy for one more orgasm but then it would start to feel like a lot.

"I'm sorry baby," Eric cooed, but somehow I didn't think he was actually sorry.

"It's okay, Sir."

A wicked glint in Eric's eyes had me trying to clamp my legs shut. He pushed them apart and upped the setting on the vibrator. He toyed with my cunt until I was squirming, panting, desperate for my next orgasm. I arched into him as best I could with my hands tied up like they were. I cried out.

"Please Sir." I needed to come.

"Come, pet."

I screamed out as the pleasure became too much for me to bear. I pushed my legs shut but Eric kept them open with his body. As my orgasm subsided Eric pulled the vibrator off me, which I was thankful for.

Eric came and laid beside me whilst I was still tied up. His lips found mine. He kissed me like I had never been kissed before.

When we pulled back he was half on top of me, half beside me. He cupped my cheek and stared at me. He made me squirm beneath his strong gaze.

"Are you going to untie me?" I finally asked.

"I'll think about it," Eric replied.