Georgia is still in my bed when I wake up and my already hard cock twitches in anticipation. Before going to sleep, we discussed the nature of our dynamic. She likes her sex rough and would like to explore BDSM more deeply, particularly the D/s aspect. Not exactly a surprise, but it made me happy to hear it.

We talked about expectations, behavior, and punishments, and agreed on a few.

Leaning over, I kiss her mouth hard as I tangle my fingers in her hair. Her eyes open, and I roll onto my back, bringing her with me so she’s partly on my chest.

“Looks like it’s time for you to learn your first rule. Every morning, you’re to give me a blowjob the minute you wake up, unless I wake first. In which case, you can be sure you won’t be asleep much longer. Now get busy. I’ve got an early start this morning.”

I push her down onto my eager cock and I don’t bother holding back. Within minutes, I’m shooting a load into her throat.

“Clean off my cock, and then it’s time for us to shower.” Given how tight my schedule is this morning, this might be a mistake, but I just don’t seem able to stay away from her.

She looks up at me with a huge grin on her face before she starts lapping at my cock. Yeah, at this rate, I’ll be hard again before we get into the shower. And that’s going to mean a good, hard fuck. And punishment for her, for making me hard again right before I need to go to work.

And that thought sends a fresh surge of blood southward.

I pull her head back. “Ass up at the end of the bed.”

As she scrambles away, I climb out of bed and grab my belt from the floor. I love strapping her with my belt because it reminds me of her pretty pink ass all day and nobody is any the wiser.

“I told you to clean my cock, not get me hard again. For that, you need to be punished. Then I’m going to run late, and that will need to be punished, too. But I think I’ll hold off on that until I’m finished work. That’ll give you the whole day to think on what’s to come.”

My first swing lands on the fullest part of her ass, leaving a lovely wide stripe. My second is harder, and a little lower. I won’t give her many. I only want her to suffer squirmy anticipation. There will be other times when I’ll want her suffer discomfort for days when she sits down.

Well, maybe a little bit today, too. I walk over to the nightstand and snag the lube and the new butt plug from the drawer.

“Remember how we talked about how I control your orgasms?”

Georgia nods.

“Today, you don’t get to come. And when you’re horny and wanting to sneak a little relief, consider two things. First, you’re already in trouble, for which you still have punishment waiting, and second, stolen orgasms come with a whole different set of consequences I guarantee you won’t like.”

I take the butt plug to the bathroom where I bust it out of its packaging, then wash and dry it, ready for use.

Georgia has turned her head and watches me approach the bed, eyes wide when she spots the plug in my hand.

I set it on the nightstand then pull out a condom, and once I’m dressed for success, I pick up the lube and flip the top, squeezing a dollop into my palm. I slather my cock, then wipe my lube-covered hand on her ass. I don’t bother prepping her hole. This is punishment, and there’s plenty of lube on my cock to smooth the way.

Grabbing her hip with one hand, I hold my cock in position with the other as I press hard against her hole.

“Ow, Heath, that really hurts.”

“Punishment usually does. What’s your safeword?”

“Mercy.”

“You only have two choices: safeword or take it.”

I wait a few seconds, but she says nothing, so I press harder. As soon as the head pops in, I move my other hand to her hip and thrust home.

She cries out, but unless I hear her safeword, or she shows real signs of distress, I’m not stopping. I pump hard, my orgasm building with each thrust until I lose control and jackhammer into her until my balls are completely empty. As I take a few moments to rest, I slide my hand between Georgia’s legs to her pussy. “Looks like we have a coincidence.” She’s like Shakespeare’s Queen Gertrude and protests too much when it comes to anal. I can work with that.

She groans and I kiss her shoulder, pull out, and replace my cock with the plug. I don’t add more lube, there’s plenty there already, and it’s significantly smaller than my cock, so it goes in with no trouble.

“Good girl. Now, into the shower.”