The Flat Pt. 01

Him

How could she miss it? How? I had blatantly asked her to come! I told her I needed her support. Somehow I always made it to everything she wanted, even her friends' nieces' dance recital. This was my thesis defense; I needed a caring face in the crowd. I don't know if she can make it up to me.

Her

"I fucked up. How could I forget? His thesis defense! I should have been there. He asked me and reminded me. I had promised! I'll do anything to make this right."

Nervously, I walk into the apartment. He's on the couch alone. I start to apologize, but he stops me.

"I'm disappointed. I don't know how you can make this right, but you need to. I've always done everything for you... and this was important to me." He says.

"I'm sorry!!!" You reply, crying, "I'll do anything!"

Silence for a minute.

"I'm going to think of something you can do to fix this right now. I need to be away from you."

I retreat to my room crying but slightly relieved he isn't leaving me. Though I would have understood. I barely hear our two roommates, Amanda and Emily, come in and congratulate him. They had just seen the result that he had passed.

He slept on the couch that night.

Making breakfast the next morning, I asked Emily, "Is he here?"

"Fighting?" She replied.

So they aren't fully aware.

"A little"

" he left early this morning; he said he wanted to go snowboarding."

Him

A bluebird day. Fresh corduroy and few crowds; after a few runs, my brain is calm, and I can think. I hated seeing her cry last night. I know she just forgot. But she always forgets, and I need her to be better! To be there! Maybe, maybe she can be, and maybe the punishment could be fair, but... unique.

Her

He met me at the end of my shift to give me a ride home. The gesture only makes me feel worse. I missed his defense, especially since I had no excuse; I'd just been watching TV....

" I have a way you can make things right." He says, breaking the silence.

Nervously, I reply, "Whatever it is, I'll do it"

"I love you, but I need to know you can be there when I need you. So I have a 2 fold proposal. 1, we set a word, and anytime either of us uses that word, the other has to respect it and understand the other needs whatever comes next. This will go both ways and has no expiration."

I'm excited for that idea. But nervously I reply, "How about palm tree?"

"That works."

Then, even more nervously, "So what's number 2? I completely understand you needing something more of a punishment..."

He says, " 2, I want to punish you but not leave you. "

I'm nervous but agree punishment is fair after all. He explains he wants free use of me AND the apartment for 1 year. He says he wants me to sign an agreement to this he made, similar to a sports team honor system. I agree and sign the document. My only thought is, so what if we fuck roughly a few times? Our sex is good, and I already want it whenever we are in the bedroom together, so this really isn't a big punishment. He will be rough with me and let his frustration out, but he'll still be mine.

Later that evening, I'm scrolling Netflix when he walks in.

"Bend over," he demands.

I think at least he isn't waiting too long; I obey. I'm surprised by how much his command turns me on. I crawl onto all fours, arching my back, pushing my ass into the air. I'm not a big girl, just a curvy 5' 3" brunette with hair that tends to be wild and C-cup breasts. While not overly hot, my ass has turned heads, and while I watch my boyfriend peel back my pants from behind me in the mirror, I'm surprised my face looks eager in the mirror before me. My eyes wander to his body. Rob i 6' even, and while he doesn't have abs, he's still good-looking. More than once I've caught friends, hell, even roommates staring. He's got me in just a T-shirt, holding my thong in his hands as he undoes his belt. His cock emerges, 8" and hard; my pussy quivers. He grabs my hands, forcing me face down onto my bed. He ties my hands behind my back using my thong. His cock finds my sopping pussy.

"Who's my little slut?" He asks, teasing me.

"I am," I say, scared at how hot that made me.

We've never played like this. Our sex was great normally but never was he so... dominant. It's always just been basic, rather vanilla. Sure, we did various positions, but there was never talking or commands. Even when not fucking and we talked fantasy, they always remained just that.

Emboldened by his words I whisper, " I'm your slut, completely use me to do anything you need! Use me... master"

"Fuckkkk," he moans, pushing into me.

I gasp. He's obviously been in me before, but every time it's just fuckkkkkk. I stare at the mirror, watching my reflection get drilled into the bed. The reflection barely registers as me; she looks more like some filthy pornstar than me.

Rob's hands hold my hips, pulling himself deeper; his balls drag over my clit. He pulls me off the bed, grasping my tits. I'm moaning loudly.

"Fuck me, master"

I feel my release building.

"Fuckkkk, I'm coming," I scream.

My pussy convulses on his cock as he pushes deep, putting my face into the pillows. I don't feel him cum, but I do feel his cock leave. I can't see why, with my hands behind my back, but I will know soon enough. I feel his massive cock slowly trying to push into my ass, the juices from my orgasm only helping it. I squirm.

"No..." I start to say

"Quite a slut, you signed the ability to say no away earlier."

He grunts, his cock breaking into my ass.

The pain wells up in my eyes. I never considered doing anal, but he seems to be enjoying it, and I think he does deserve this. Biting my teeth, I bear through it, thinking tomorrow we will be even. Slowly my asshole relaxes and anal starts to feel... decent. He grunts. I feel his cock twitch inside my ass. Abruptly, he pulls out and throws me onto my back. His cock erupts, spraying my shirt with cum. He's only ever cum in a condom or my mouth before, never on me. It vaguely registers that he fucked me raw for the first time. A lot of firsts tonight, I think to myself. Feeling dirty and slutty, covered in cum, my ass stretched and pussy used. Raw felt good; anal could grow on me. Covered in cum I realize I need to walk to the bathroom to clean up. He undoes my hands, and I start for the open door. Panicking, I realize he never shut it... what if our roommates heard or saw anything!!! I decide not to say anything and hurry to the bathroom, trying to hide the cum on my shirt. In the bathroom, one of our roommates, Amanda brushes her teeth; she stares at my shirt.

"Sounds like you had fun." She giggles.

Blushing, I hide behind the shower curtain and shut it. I remove my shirt and rinse.