I Want to Give Her What She Wants! Pt. 02

Author's note: This story could stand alone but I recommend reading the first part, "I Want to Give Her What She Wants!" Besides, its got some fun stuff.

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I helped Lauren get comfortable on her sofa in the elegant great room of the expansive mansion. The morning had passed in the Urgent Care clinic where her ankle injury was diagnosed as a moderate sprain, simply requiring rest and no weight bearing for a few days. The runner in Lauren was disappointed in this. Her post work evening routine was a five kilometer run just about every day.

Lauren looked pensive as she gazed around the room. The 'talk' was coming as promised the night before. And what a night it had been. After her injury while out running and my help in getting her home and into the bath she had done something I would never have seen coming, well at least at that point in our relationship, which at the time was just a neighbour helping out another in distress. I was completely surprised by the offer of a blow job, which I accepted in a stunned state of mind. This powerful bank exec almost twice my age floored me with her amazing mouth. And there were hints that under the power woman facade was a different personality just waiting to emerge. She slipped a few times as I helped her into the bath, calling me 'sir' followed by a giggle. At the end of the unusual evening Lauren had promised we would have a 'talk' soon. I felt there was much more behind the submissive slips and actions and I was very curious to find out.

And here we were. I had no real idea where this was going and I simply waited for her to speak. And I couldn't help but take in her runner's body lying on the sofa.

Clearing her throat, Lauren began, "First of all, thank-you for your help last night and this morning." I nodded my head in acknowledgement while at the same time thinking how rewarded I had already been by her lips wrapping around my cock and her gentle talented mouth sucking me to an amazing orgasm.

As if reading my mind, or perhaps the rapturous expression on my face, she continued, "And thank-you for allowing me to suck your cock." Stunned as I was by her comment I managed to stumble out, "Umm.... the pleasure was all mine." She smirked at that.

And then she sort of hit me between the eyes so to speak with, "Would you like to have more sex with me Ryan?" How do you answer that as a somewhat lonely 23 yr old, in a new job in a new town, with no relationship on the horizon and from a very attractive older woman. I went for the simplest answer possible, "Of course!" She smiled at that.

"Okay, thank-you again for that but I have to tell you more about myself and what I want from you. After you listen to me you may not be so sure." She picked up her coffee cup and took a sip while never taking her eyes off me, carefully watching my reaction. I took a sip of my own coffee and then encouraged her to continue by saying, "Lauren, You're gorgeous. Why would I not want you?"

"Because I have needs, needs that I don't fully understand and cant really explain why I want them, but I just simply want what I want. Maybe its because of who I am in my public life. I hire and fire people every day and cut down others if I don't like their ideas or their work. My direct reports are frightened of me and with good reason. I don't tolerate incompetence or fools and I make them know it. But I want something different in my private life."

Lauren left the obvious question out there, so I bit, "Okay, tell me what you want then?"

"Ryan, I want a man who will be my Dominant. I want a man to own me and dominate me. I want a man to take whatever he wants from me, whenever he wants. I want discipline. I want to be his good girl and I want him to punish me if I don't behave to his liking. I want to be leashed if he wants me leashed; if he wants to lead me around like his pet. Ryan, if you think I'm crazy and you want to run I'll understand. You can go now if you wish."

I looked at her in stunned silence. Sure, I had fantasies of control and domination but they were just idle sex thoughts to help get myself off. I had zero experience in actually being a dominant male. "Lauren, I think I understand what you're saying but I don't have much experience with domination. Could you tell me more about this role?"

"Ryan, do you want to fuck me, treat me like a pet? Do whatever you want to me?"

I answered truthfully, "Yes, not sure about pet but yes, absolutely, I want you."

"Then I can be yours sir. Take me! I will be your slave, your obedient puppy. I will worship your cock in any way you want."

My mind was seething with confusion and questions, but also undeniable arousal. I wanted to touch her to see if this was real or just a crazy fantasy. I got up from my chair and walked over to her. I looked down into her eyes. They held questions as well. I ran my fingers through her hair as I looked at her body stretched out on the couch. Of the many questions I had I simply asked, "What if what I do to you is hurting you or you don't want it?"

"Sir, I will tell you if I can't take it. We will choose a safe word."

"Okay, but why me?" I was curious about what clues I had given off that I could do this.

"I like your size, Sir. I liked when you got firm with me when you wanted to take care of me last night. I see you as a strong person but not unkind, someone who will own me with respect, care and with a firm but not cruel hand. Is this you Sir?"

I paced around the room trying to sort this out in my mind. She watched me carefully with a slow smile on her face. I think she knew she had me but was biding her time. Finally, perhaps to help me along with my decision, she sat up and pulled her sweater over her head. She calmly unhooked her bra and set it aside. I stood by the fireplace mesmerized by the slow disrobing of my older temptress. Awkwardly, due to the wrappings on her ankle she slid off her leggings and then slipped her panties off. She moved off the couch onto her knees, now completely naked but wincing at the pain in the injured ankle. She kneeled up proudly while locking her arms behind her back. Her round firm breasts pushed out deliciously.

Of all the images in my mind the one that surfaced was that I was a master looking at my slave. I think she saw the look in my eye and in an instant I knew her offer was serious and I had to seriously consider accepting the challenge. She was too delectable to pass up.

I walked slowly over to Lauren never breaking eye contact. Removing my belt I simply said, Lauren, give my your hands." Her eyes went wide and glassy as she held up her hands together. I wrapped the soft material belt around her wrists, binding them. I wasn't sure why I did this but I think it conveyed a promise to her as well as a test of her desire to submit to me. Her reaction confirmed that she wanted to be tied up and dominated. I stood back and thought about my next move as she gazed at me.

There were many things that I wanted to do with her. Instead, I scooped her up in my arms and carried her into the designer kitchen. She squeaked when I did this but looped her bound hands over my head and clung to me as I carried her. Sitting her on a chair I asked, "Lauren, you need breakfast and to rest afterwards." I was on a work from home stint and had a deadline looming but I knew I could put in a few intense hours of coding after Lauren was taken care of.

Untying her hands, I retrieved her phone and handed it to her saying, "Be a good girl and check in with your work if you need to. I then moved around finding the ingredients for breakfast. Her fridge was well stocked.

"Thank-you sir. I'm hungry if you wish to feed me," she said submissively. I had not even begun to get my head around the role she wanted me to play but she was already folding herself into her fantasy. At this point I only saw it as a fantasy that could dissolve in seconds if it was a passing kink. I decided to walk slowly into whatever this was. My cock was telling me otherwise but for the moment I kept the little brain at bay - with difficulty.

I like cooking but I soon realized there was an impossible distraction: a very attractive naked woman was smiling at me as she directed my ingredient search. I retrieved the sweater from the living room and handed it to her. She looked surprised by this and asked, "Does Sir not like what he sees?"

I shot back, "Does my pet girl want to disobey so soon? Put the sweater on or I might burn the meal." She whined. "Put the sweater on NOW!!" She reluctantly complied. I also had the thought that she was asking for punishment. Was discipline part of her fantasy?

In a way, making breakfast was buying time, easing into the role while learning more about this unusual woman whom I barely knew. I was about to learn more. As I whisked the eggs in a bowl I felt a body against my back, gently rubbing. Hands wrapped around my waist and I stilled my own. "Lauren are you being a bad girl?"

"Yes Sir, I am," she said softly. "Will you be my master? Please."

I turned around and held her by the shoulders. I tried to ignore the fact that the only thing she was wearing was a sweater that didn't reach below her hips. Her legs were gorgeous. I looked at her sternly and said, "Lauren, you're injured. I want to take care of you first. After that yeah, I want you. I think you're gorgeous. I will be your master but you have to give me some space to get my head around it. After breakfast I'm going to put you into your bed, and no, I can't stay but when I return I will be your master until you say otherwise. And if you disobey me you will be punished, understand?" I don't know where all this came from. I was speaking off the top but the half naked woman I was holding onto had me. I couldn't not try.

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When I returned to Lauren's house early in the evening she was resting on her sofa. She had the same sweater on and was back in her leggings. "Good afternoon Master," she said with a smile. "Am I dressed to your liking?"

"Are you making fun of me Pet?"

"No Sir, never."

"Okay then, I've brought some take out Thai for our dinner. Just relax while I get things ready." My mind had conjured many ways I could be a Dominant to my submissive Lauren and I wanted to try a few. Once ready, I picked her up off the sofa and carried her into the dining room where the food was all laid out. Sitting down I placed her on my knee. She looked a bit surprised.

I took a fork full of pad Thai and held it to her mouth. Her eyes widened a bit at this action but she dutifully accepted the food. I then took a bite myself and then alternated back and forth. We conversed on mundane things during the meal. I told her a bit about the project I was working on and she mentioned a few conference calls she had participated in. It seemed a bit incongruous that a bank SVP was sitting on my lap like a child while being spoon fed. If it bothered her she gave no indication. In fact everything about her demeanor said she was very comfortable with what we were doing.

I had to ask though, "Pet, are you happy with your Master now?"

"Oh, yes Sir. I like being your Pet."

"Is there anything you want or need right now, or what you might want to try in the future?" I really did want this to go well. How often have I said Lauren is totally fuckable but I need guidance. This is new for me and I get the sense she doesn't have a history of bdsm, that its something she may have been suppressing. I don't know that yet because I know so little about her. Perhaps she's reached a point or age in her life where exploring the hidden desires can't be hidden any longer under the power woman persona.

"Sir, there are three things if I may be so bold."

"Go ahead Pet. I need to know." I needed to hear from her where she wanted this to go. I was becoming increasingly aroused during the meal as she squirmed on my lap. My cock was in a permanent state of arousal but I didn't want to move too fast, as much as I wanted to fuck her into oblivion.

She hesitated for a second or two but then in a very quiet voice asked, "When Master sees fit I would feel very grateful if he would give this slave a collar to wear."

A collar, of course! Isn't that what all submissives have on their neck. I nodded my head and then asked, "And the second thing?"

She looked away from me, hesitating, a look of uncertainty on her face. I waited patiently. She began, "I want to experience discipline. I want to feel pain. I want to feel what it's like to be beaten, to be corrected by my Master. I'm not sure how much pain I can take but I would like you to help me find out. Can you do this for me Ryan?" The use of my name said to me how serious she was about this request.

I thought for a moment and then gave her a serious answer, "Lauren, that's a lot to take in. You know that this is new for me too -- this whole bdsm thing. I think that's the right term for what're talking about, right? I have to say that in the few days I've known you I'm liking you a lot. If I can help you explore this I would like to try.

"And the third thing?" I prompted, wanting us to get back on track here. I was ashamed in a way to admit it but the thought of beating a bound woman was pushing my arousal that much higher.

"I want to feel you take me. I want your cock in me." I smiled at her forwardness and at the same time my arousal went crazy. But I wanted to control our relationship as she requested. I replied, "Is Pet trying to lead me? Isn't that Master's decision?"

"Oh yes Sir. I was just trying to be honest about what I want. You may do whatever you want to me whenever you wish. I am your slave." Oh my, how much clearer could she put it. I had a very attractive toy to play with. How much better could this get. Still, I wanted a semblance of control in this game.

"Alright Pet, I'm going to clean you up and we'll see what happens after if you're good."

I carried Lauren up to the master bathroom and sat her down on a stool while I readied the shower. Stripping down myself and then removing her sweater and leggings I guided the wounded runner into the shower. "Lauren are you okay taking most of the weight on one foot. Here, hold onto the rail as well."

With that I began what was to become one of my favourite things to do with this powerful/submissive woman. I started by carefully washing her lovely hair. She guided me to the right shampoo and conditioner. After that I washed her back, massaging slowly with soapy hands down to her rear. She huffed as I ran a soapy finger down her ass crack, making lazy circles around her rear hole. I then did something novel for me: I soaped up a finger and pushed it into her ass. The muscle resisting, then releasing and then tightening on my finger felt interesting. I moved her legs apart and held my other hand on her tummy as I played with her ass, moving my finger in and out to the second knuckle. Lauren had said that I could do anything to her so my experimenting was within the game. Still, it felt very naughty to be playing with a woman's very private area.

"How does that feel Pet, pushing my finger into your ass? Are you okay with this?"

"Yes Sir, it feels different but good different." I made a note to discuss anal play with Lauren. I had never had anal sex with a woman but I wasn't sure about Lauren. I knew little of her previous sexual history and I resolved to learn more about her past.

After washing each leg carefully I lightly cleaned around her vagina and then, with very soapy fingers, I brushed around and over her clit. She huffed and moaned as I did this. I loved watching her eyes open and close and her mouth open in a perfect O. While playing with her sex she reached down and wrapped a hand around my hard cock.

I admonished, "Pet, did I give you permission to touch my cock?" I loved her hands on my raging hardon of course but, once again, I wanted to practice complete control of our sex, while at the same time testing the limits of my control over my own lust. With Lauren, I could see this as a long term game and worth progressing slowly.

Removing her hand quickly she said, "No sir, I'm sorry to take the liberty."

"Pet, I think a light punishment after the shower is called for, isn't it? Hmm?"

She mewled but contritely said, "Of course Sir, I accept your decision." She really was passing all control to me. This is clearly how she wanted the game played.

I towelled Lauren dry and then spent some time with a hairdryer on her beautiful shoulder length hair. This was a pleasure I had with my former girlfriend, Amy. Doing it with both of us naked, the sensual feeling of my cock grazing a woman's ass while running fingers through her warm hair was a very arousing sensation. Finished with this I gave Lauren a slap on the bum and instructed, "Pet, go kneel by the bed. I'll be in shortly when I'm dry." I partially wanted to see how she would respond to this command. She dutifully did as asked and slowly hobbled on her healing ankle into the bedroom.

I took my time finishing up in the bathroom. When done, I went and sat on the edge of the bed facing Lauren. I looked at her for a reaction to my presence but she just contritely kept her head down looking at the floor. I spoke up, "Lauren, I'm going to punish you now for grabbing my cock without permission. It will be light because we hadn't talked about who initiates sex in our relationship but as your owner it should have been clear to you, correct?" I was really just looking for an excuse, an infraction, to see how she would respond to punishment. From her earlier admission about wanting discipline I knew she wanted this to happen.

She replied, "Sir, I touched your cock without permission. I apologize."

"Stand up and lie over my knees, your torso on the bed." Once again I was about to do something I had never done to a woman before. With my left hand on the small of her back I just gazed for a few moments on the beautiful curves of her bum and the warm feeling of her sex pressing against my cock. While lightly carressing her toned rear, I was afraid I would come just from the feeling of her squirming on my dick I was so turned on. I knew I had to get this done before I exploded. I began to smack her rear, first one cheek and then the other. I did this about ten times and stopped. I could see Lauren's eyes were closed and her mouth was open. I thought I could hear little sighs and gasps. Was this spanking pleasure or pain for her. Maybe some of both as I could feel a tingling in my fingers from beating her.

I sat her up and asked, "Pet, will you remember next time to ask me?"

"Yes Sir, your slave has learned her lesson." I think she hadn't learned anything except the pleasure in the pain. We were really just beginning this voyage of discovery and I realized there was so much more to Lauren than she was letting on.

But now I had to get some relief. My cock had been aching all evening. I was dying to fuck Lauren. I knew, though, that I would be far to quick and I wanted our first time to be slow. sensuous and not frantic. I set Lauren on her knees between my legs and said, "Lauren, take my cock into your mouth. You may use your hands as well." I watched mesmerized as this powerful mature woman eagerly grasped my manhood and lovingly kissed, licked and sucked on it as if it was the most precious thing in the world. Seeing her lovely mouth wrap around my entire seven inches was so amazing. In no time at all I was pumping my come down her throat. When my shudders stopped I flopped back on the bed in rapture. Lauren crawled onto the bed and began licking and cleaning my cock, something I had never experienced before. I gathered this was a sub/slave task that I happily let unfold. Already, my cock was twitching again from the loving attention.

"Pet, that was amazing. I need to help you brush your teeth." I didn't want to taste my come on her breath for the next round. I carried her into the bathroom and supported her while we both brushed our teeth.

Propping my self in bed after I placed her straddling my knees. Before anything else was going to happen we had to do some business. The timing wasn't great but I also needed some recovery time in any event. I set the scene, "Lauren, I'm talking to the mature experienced bank exec now. I need to know if we should use a condom. Call me by my name please."

"I understand Ryan. At my age and with an earlier diagnosis that precludes natural conception I'm safe from pregnancy. Just so you know, I do have harvested eggs in a fertility clinic."

"Okay, that's reassuring. I'm a bit young for fatherhood just now." She chuckled at that. "What about sexual health, though."

"Yes, well, after a very disappointing hookup I realized I didn't trust the man and was tested. I was lucky and tested clean. Since then, over two years ago, I haven't had sex.

"And you, Ryan?"

"Okay. After a few flings in college, both for myself and my recent girlfriend, Amy, we both decided that we didn't want to use condoms. We were both tested clean. Since Amy, I've been celibate."

"Ryan, I think we're okay to dispense with them." I nodded my head in agreement.

"You are my Pet now. I will fuck you and only you from now on." She beamed at this and wiggled her ass on my thighs, just grazing my cock.

Even a clinical talk about sex was turning me on. I looked into her eyes and said, "Kiss me Pet. I want to feel your lips." For all that had gone on between us, the nudity, the blowjobs and the naked shower play I had really not kissed this woman beyond a few light pecks. The unusual start to whatever this was between us had changed the order of things. Lauren was about to make up for that. Her arousal was very evident as she attacked my mouth.

I wanted this slow and as the Master, I took control. Holding her head with both hands I held her back. I grazed her lips with mine just setting the pace I wanted. My lips then moved all over her face and even to the small crinkles around her eyes, a product of her age. Somehow this strangely pleased me, that a mature woman would want a young lesser experienced guy.

Returning to her lips I licked and nibbled them, slowly pushing my tongue into her mouth and feeling her teeth. I could sense the electricity zap to my cock when our tongues began to play. I had to have her. I gasped out, "Pet, put me inside. Now!" She squeaked and while sitting up on her knees she held my cock and grazed it up and down her very wet slit.

"Master, don't you want your slave under you?" Lauren gasped out.

"I want my slave woman to stop talking and fuck me."

"As you wish Master." With that, the lovely dark haired mature woman slowly pressed her sex over my inflamed cock. It felt so good. I wanted her to set the pace initially as it seems she hadn't had sex in a while. It was also delicious watching her face as she became fully seated. To see my cock disappear into a woman, to feel the physical and emotional connection it gives is pure magic to me -- a man and a woman joined together in lustful harmony.

I stuffed a pillow behind my back so I could pull her breasts to my mouth. As Lauren humped me slowly up and down, adjusting to my cock I feasted on her beautiful breasts. They weren't perfect as a very young woman's were but they were gorgeous to me. They were as perfect as a fortyish woman's boobs could be. I could suck most of them into my mouth and I alternated between licking and nibbling on her nipples and sucking as much boob into my mouth as possible. I was rewarded with gasps and squeals from the woman riding me. I was learning what she liked in sex.

I wanted her to come before I did and she was putting me close. I sensed she was as well but taking no chances I flipped her on her back and without a lot of ceremony I moved down her body to lick her sex. Placing two fingers into her vagina I found her clit with my lips and tongue. I loved her responsiveness to this stimulation. Her rear raised off the bed as she arched her back and pushed her cunt into my mouth all the while making squealing and moaning noises until they became shrieks as she orgasmed hard on my tongue. What a beautiful sight and sound it was.

Lauren quivered and shook for a few minutes while I caressed her body lightly. I tried sucking a nipple but she let out a small shriek and pulled away, clearly too sensitive to have her breasts played with. I was a bit surprised as Amy liked boob play after an orgasm. It was more info for the future.

Now I just wanted to fuck her until I came. "Pet, are you ready for me now?"

"Master, I'm yours to do as you wish."

"Not what I asked Pet."

"Yes, please fuck me now."

I was so ready. On her back I fucked my woman in every way the position allowed. It was pure pleasure learning what way she liked. I tried holding her ankles and lifting them up while spreading her legs wide. I tried pushing the mature woman's ankles over my shoulders and bending her almost double. Is this something a forty year old is supple enough to do and more important, like, I thought to myself. Finally I said to her, "Wrap your legs around me Pet and hold tight." With that I pounded her until I roared my completion.

In the amazing afterglow of putting my seed deep into this woman I now felt we had crossed a line in our relationship and her submission to me. I couldn't believe my luck.

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I lazily ran my hands through her hair as I cradled her in my arms. She had cleaned me up in the manner of all good slave girls. Having her tongue lapping at my softening cock was yet another pleasure I could easily get used to.

But now I wanted some more knowledge of what Lauren wanted. It was the programmer in me that when you are unsure of where to go next on a problem you simply have to collect more data. I asked her, "Pet, what would you like to do more of in bed with me?"

"Master, I just want to serve you."

"I know that Lauren but tell me your favourite fantasy. And remember, I'm your master so you have to tell me the truth." I contemplated asking her to assume her power banker persona but decided against that. I would let the submissive slave speak.

She was quiet for awhile but knowing an answer was required, she tried to deflect, "Master I'm a bit embarrassed to tell you what I would like you to do with me, well besides asking you to beat me and cause pain." Now she really had me curious. Okay, we had been pretty vanilla but still we weren't exactly prudish.

I spoke firmly, wanting whatever it was out of her, "Pet, holding back on my questions will bring more serious punishment you understand." I wasn't at all sure if that was a threat or a promise but she did open up and I had to control my shocked reaction.

"Master, please don't judge me but I have this fantasy of being leashed and on all fours with my owner taking me for a walk. And then when he wants he mounts me like a male dog mounts his bitch and fucks me like an animal."

While my mind was seething with the image of what she just described I simply nodded my head and said, "Pet, if that's what you want as a loving owner I need to first find the right collar for you and then we can train you on a leash" Was that a good Dominant's answer? It was the best I could do when imaging humping a naked Lauren from behind while holding her tight with a leash and her howling like a bitch. Oh my, this could be fun.

And that, dear readers, is what led up to the scene described in the first part of my story about the twisted relationship with a wealthy powerful forty two year old SVP. And if you recall I did lead the naked woman, dressed in a fluffy tail secured in her ass and cute dog ears and a puppy mask, through the old apple orchard which culminated in my beating her and then fucking her like a bitch, just the way she wanted it. The things a guy wont do to keep his slave happy!

But the puppy play story doesn't end there. One evening as I luxuriated in an overly stuffed chair in Lauren's home with a naked puppy slave between my legs cleaning my cock after she had worshipped my cock in her mouth to another amazing orgasm, she asked to speak. I nodded and she dropped a bomb on me.

"Master, this may be a bit presumptuous and I haven't shared with you my online contacts." She hesitated at this point.

"Lauren, I expect full honesty from you remember. You will be punished later for holding back but please go on and tell me about these online contacts."

"Yes Sir. I'm sorry but here goes. I'm a member of an online chat group of women -- or I assume mostly women -- who share my fantasy of being a puppy, of being leashed and treated like a dog by their owners. It's hard to tell which stories that are shared really happened or are just fantasies, but this puppy fantasy is real to these women or people."

This revelation begged the question, "So Pet, why are you telling me this now?"

"Well sir, it seems that one of the participant's master is planning a get together of masters and slaves who share the same interest in puppy play. And I have been invited to come to this gathering with you, my owner."

So, did I take my puppy/slave to the puppy gathering you might ask? Well, let me just say that you should stay tuned for the next story of my strange relationship with Lauren, my slave woman.