I’d only been at Liam’s house for a little over a week and it was already one of the longest relationships I’d ever been involved in. Neither one of us had said or done anything to officially put us in a relationship but it sure felt like that’s where we were heading, if we weren’t there already.

Did people still do that? Did people still ask the other person to go out with them like we used to do back in grade school? It had been so long that I had no clue how any of it was supposed to work anymore.

The exact status of our relationship was an unknown to me but there was one thing that I knew for sure. I couldn’t stop thinking about that night at the bondage club. As a woman who had usually been the aggressor in the bedroom, it was a pretty big change of pace to allow someone to have control over me.

I know I only experienced a small part of what his lifestyle was and I wanted that to change. I wanted to take the next step in our relationship. That evening, I wanted to surrender myself to him completely.

My biggest problem was that I didn’t have a clue how to tell him what I wanted. It would have been an awkward conversation. I knew he had to get up early the next morning for a meeting at his office so I waited until he went to bed before getting up and leaving a note for him on the kitchen table. Right before he walked out to the door, he would read my letter:

Liam,

I know that there’s some confusion about where we are in whatever is going on between us. I’m sure we both have questions that we would love answered but are too afraid to ask the other. I’m hoping this note will help to eliminate that confusion for us. I have feelings for you. Strong ones. I can’t stop thinking about what happened between us at the club. I want you. I want you badly. I want to surrender myself to you and I want you to dominate me in any way you see fit. I want to know what you’re really into. I want to see the darkest of your dark side. Take me tonight. I’ll be waiting.

I could imagine the look on his face when he read the note. Would his eyes widen or would he become excited and get an erection in the middle of the kitchen? It disappointed me that I wouldn’t get to see his reaction but the more I thought about it, the more I realized it didn’t matter. I would get to see his answer, which was much more important.

That afternoon, I was staring at the clock, realizing it would still be a few hours until he’d return. The waiting was the hardest part but apparently he was thinking about it as well. My cell phone rang and it was Liam. It surprised me because he had never called me from the office before. I answered enthusiastically but was met with a very serious interaction.

“I’m going to call you right back and I need to you to let the call go to your voice mail,” he whispered.

“What? Is everything okay?” I questioned.

“Don’t ask questions. Just do as I say. I’ll be calling back in sixty seconds.”

He didn’t say goodbye or anything else. He just hung up the phone, leaving me confused. The next minute was the longest minute I’d ever experienced. Was I wrong about what he wanted? Was he only letting me hang around because I was scared to go home? Was he no longer interested in me? What did he have to tell me that required my voice mail?

Finally, my cell phone started to ring. I almost answered it out of instinct but I stopped myself and let it go to voice mail. I was eager to find out what the message said. I could feel my palms getting sweaty as I waited. After what seemed like forever, my alert sounded letting me know that I had a message waiting for me.

“I want you to listen very carefully to what I’m saying to you. I need you to do everything I tell you exactly as I demand. Any deviation from what I tell you to do will be met with strict punishment and discipline. I’m sending a courier to the house within the next two hours. In the box will be some items that I want you to put on along with some soaps in scents that I like. Take a bath and make sure you smell nice. I’ll be there around 5:30. I expect you to be wearing what I’m sending you when I get there.”

He sounded like a different person in the message. His voice was so demanding and matter of fact and I loved it. I could feel myself getting wet as I listened. It was so hot that I kept calling my voice mail over and over so I could listen to it again and again.

The doorbell rang about two hours later, just like he said it would. I grabbed the box from the courier and ran into Liam’s bedroom, eager to see what was inside. I ripped it open like a girl opening presents at a birthday party. Inside was some very delicious smelling body wash, a black leather corset that appeared to be way too small for anyone, and a collar with a leash attached to it.

I looked at the clock and saw that it was already 4:30. He told me that I needed to be ready when I got there so I ran into the bathroom to run myself a bath. The bath felt good and made me realize how tense I’d become. Since I had a feeling I was in for a pretty amazing night, I grabbed my razor, making sure I was completely smooth for him. After washing and rinsing myself twice, just to make sure everything was perfect for him, I got out of the tub. It was already 5:15 so I knew I had to hurry.

The corset, leash, and collar were still on the bed when I decided to quickly put on a little makeup for him. My sense of time typically sucks and that day was no exception. What I thought had been five minutes putting on my makeup had apparently been fifteen or more because I heard his bedroom door open slowly. I had run out of time and I hadn’t even put on what he wanted me to wear.

“Lexi,” he yelled in a tone much more aggressive than I’d ever heard come out of his mouth. “Did you misunderstand my message? Why are you not ready like I demanded?”

“I’m sorry, Liam. I ran out of time,” I said, running out of the bathroom to greet him.

He shook his head and disappointment before he slowly began to take off his belt, looking me in the eyes the entire time.

“Get over here and lay across my lap,” he commanded me in a stern voice.

I was startled by the way he was talking to me. I didn’t realize that he was taking this so seriously. I know I said that I wanted to see how dark his dark side was but I didn’t think he’d actually show me. I was excited and a little scared at the same time but I was glad he was going to let me experience his world.

Slowly walking over to him, I laid across his lap with my ass sticking straight up in the air. He raised his belt into the air, bringing it down across my butt with a force that I didn’t expect and had no way to prepare myself for. I let out a yelp as the leather bit into my skin.

“I told you in the message I left you that you need to obey my orders,” he said as he lifted me up off his knee.

I looked over in the mirror and could see a welt already beginning to develop across my backside. He caught me by surprise when he put his arms around me in a loving embrace, followed by a kiss. The kiss was deep and passionate and I kissed him back.

He grabbed the corset of the bed, turned me around and put it in front of me so he could put it on for me. I’m a small girl but I had to suck in air because it was so tight and constricting. Still, he managed to get it fastened.

“It’s supposed to be tight,” he said, sensing that I was about to say something about it. “Now turn around and kneel on the floor in front of me.”

I obeyed his command and watched as he grabbed the collar, put it around my neck and placed a small padlock on it.

“This lock signifies that you are owned by me.”

After that, he grabbed the leash, attached it to the collar and began walking me around the room, holding onto the leash as tight as he possibly could.

“I need you to listen to my every word. I need you to obey my every command. Until I say otherwise, my desires are your desires. Follow these rules or get whipped.”

My pussy might as well have been dripping. The fact that he was talking to me like that made me hot. I was loving the idea of what was happening. From out of nowhere, Liam took his cock out of his pants and shoved it into my mouth, the whole time grabbing the leash and somehow holding it even tighter.

I knew right then that he was in complete control of anything and everything that was going to be taking place that night and, if I messed up anything at all, there were going to be very stiff penalties.

After a few minutes, he took his cock out of my mouth and stroked it with one hand, using the other to hold my mouth open.

“Do you know what you are? You are nothing but a fucking cum slut,” he said as he shot his hot load into my mouth. It seemed like he was going to cum forever but he eventually stopped and put his dick back into his pants.

“Go clean that shit off your face and then get your ass back in here,” he ordered. When I came back, there was a large suitcase sitting on the edge of the bed.

As I walked back into the room, he grabbed the leash and yanked it hard, pulling me back to the bed. The corset was so tight and he was yanking me around with such force that the collar was choking me. I loved it.

“Don’t you dare move,” he said as hooked the leash over the right post at the head of the bed.

As he opened the suitcase, I could see that he had all kinds of toys inside. He pulled out a thick white rope, a whip, a ball gag and a blindfold. He tied the rope to the bedposts in a way that he would be able to tie me to the bed but would also be able to turn me into any position he wanted.

I looked down at the corset and collar I was wearing and realized it was a good look for me. For so long, I thought I had to be in control at all times. This was showing me that I was wrong.

Liam reached down between my legs and felt my pussy, which was dripping by that point. If he was wondering if I was turned on by what he was doing, that would give him his answer. I moaned as his fingers traced my clit and begged him to fuck me. Instead, he shoved the ball gag into my mouth before blindfolding me.

I could no longer see or talk but my sense of hearing seemed to be heightened. I could hear him going through the suitcase and I wondered what he’d be pulling out next. The next thing I heard was a buzzing sound as he turned on some sort of vibrating sex toy. I lifted my ass up off the bed, silently urging him to use it on me. I wanted to be fucked in some way.

After making me wait for what seemed like an eternity, he pushed the toy into my pussy. It was a fairly small vibrator. Even though I am very tight, it wasn’t enough to fill me up. I could feel the toy but it wasn’t doing anything to help me at that time. In fact, it was only making things worse.

I was getting incredibly frustrated. Although he placed the vibrator in my pussy, it wasn’t deep enough to hit my g-spot and he wasn’t using it on my clit. Of course, I would learn later that it was all part of his plan.

He reached down and touched my swollen clit with his finger, making me squirm like crazy. I could hear him laugh, pleased at what he was able to do to me.

Just like that, the feeling of his touch on my clit was gone and the sound of the television filled the air. He settled onto the bed next to me and started to watch the news. He wasn’t saying anything to me. He wasn’t touching me. He was just lying there, holding the vibrator inside of me. The more time that elapsed, the more frustrated I became.

After a half-hour, he hit a button on his remote, turning off the television while slowly pulling the vibrator out of my hole. My body spasmed multiple times as he removed it. These were not orgasms as I still had not gotten off. These spasms were the result of the vibrator causing me to become sensitive to touch.

Liam removed the blindfold from my eyes and took the ball gag out of my mouth. I wanted him so bad. I pleaded with him. I was on the verge of begging him. I wanted him to fuck me right then. I didn’t want to wait any longer. Again, he said nothing. He just stood up and climbed on top of me as I wrapped my legs tightly around him.

He shoved his cock into my tight, pink pussy and fucked me hard. I moaned loudly as he was finally giving me what I needed so badly. He’d been inside of me for less than two minutes and I could already feel an orgasm coming on.

“Don’t stop, Liam,” I yelled out. “I’m gonna cum!”

He laughed and pulled his dick out of me. I couldn’t believe it. I was so close and he just stopped. What the fuck was he thinking?

“If you think you can just get off whenever you want to, you’re sadly mistaken,” he said. “If you’re going to cum, you need to make sure you have my permission first.”

Holy shit, that was so hot. He put his cock back inside of me and started pounding into me again. There was no way I was going to last long, not with the way he was abusing my hole.

“Liam, I want to cum! Can I cum? Please?”

“You may,” he replied as he pulled my legs onto his shoulders and started to jackhammer me. The sound of his balls smacking off my ass echoed off the walls while the smell of sex filled the room. I started to dig into his back with my fingernails while the walls of my pussy clenched his cock while I came.

When my orgasm was over, Liam told me it was his turn. He pulled his dick from my pussy and jerked off all over my face. When he was done, he wiped my face with his fingers and ordered me to suck the cum off of them.

I’d had many orgasms in my life but nobody had ever made me feel the way that he had. An encompassing need to be with him filled me and I wanted to submit to him completely.

After we were done, he untied me from the bed and helped take the corset and collar off me. He collapsed next to me on the bed, holding me and making sure I felt safe. There was no doubt that I was quickly falling in love with Liam, if I wasn’t in love with him already.