The Memoir of Veronica Wells

Chapter Two-2

By now, my panties were soaked through. As I continued to rub myself on his erection, I felt myself come to his dirty words alone, my thighs quivering as I released inside. He had given me an intense orgasm without even touching me. God, Dane was one hot kinky man!

After I caught my breath, I came back to the reality of what he was asking of me.

“Dane, I can’t do that. You know I won’t be able to do what you ask. I don’t mind wearing makeup and sexy clothes for you or going topless in my apartment if you’re my boyfriend, but I can’t go out in public like that. It’s embarrassing.”

“I know it sounds embarrassing, but once you try it, you’ll see how liberating it is and empowering to no longer repress the sensuality trapped inside you. If you try it, you’ll realize how free and wonderful it makes you feel. You’ll see I know what’s best for you, Veronica. You’ll just have to trust me on this. Do you trust me?”

“I do. I think I do, but I’m sorry, Dane. I can’t go out without wearing a bra.”

“Veronica, it makes me happy to see you without a bra, and your beautiful rounded breasts should be seen and admired by other people too, in public as well as in private. It will make everyone who sees you feel happier. You shouldn’t be hiding your body under such heavy thick clothing.”

“But…”

Then Dane stiffened his spine and gave me a cold look.

“Veronica. There’ll be no further discussion on this matter…”

His tone sounded harsh, but sexy and domineering at the same time. Was he joking? No bra and only sheer clothing? Everyone will be able to see my body 24/7!

“I’m sorry. I don’t want to do it, Dane. I’d be ashamed.”

“But that’s precisely why I’m asking you to do it. Wearing sexy clothes will help you overcome your shame. Trust me.”

“I’m sorry, but the answer is no.”

Dane nodded and took a pillow off my mattress, placing it on the floor beside the bed.

“Then I’m sorry as well. I know you’re new to this kind of relationship and I’ve tried to remain patient with you, but I’m going to have to give you a spanking for disobeying me, Veronica. Please kneel upon the pillow and lay face down on the bed.”

What was he going to do to me now? Was he going to actually spank me? Were we playing some kind of perverted s*x game? But Dane didn’t seem to be joking. He looked deadly serious. Was I going to let him spank me? For not allowing him to dress me like a w***e when we go out? I’d never been seriously spanked by a man before. I felt myself becoming aroused by the idea, so I played along.

“No,” I said, crossing my arms petulantly around my chest.

I made a pouty face with my lips and looked away from him. Was I flirting with him? Teasing him? Did I actually want him to pin me down on the bed and give me my first official spanking? I think I did.

“I’m afraid you don’t have a choice, Veronica. It’s time for your spanking. Get on your knees and lay face down on the bed.”

“Is this some sort of game?”

“It’s no game. Get down on your knees.”

Was it going to hurt? I never got spanked as a child. My Dad, of course, didn’t believe in it. I started getting a little nervous and abruptly changed my approach. I kneeled in front of him with my knees on the pillow and looked up in supplication, placing my palms on his thighs. Dane towered above me. I could see the outline of his erection growing larger inside his trousers. I wanted to stroke it with my fingers.

“Dane... Please don’t give me a spanking, OK? I agree not to wear a bra anymore around you.”

“In public as well?”

“Yes. In public as well.”

“OK. Very good, Veronica. But I still owe you a spanking for disobeying a simple request. Since it’s your first time, I’ll go easy on you. But I assure you, it will be the first of many.”

First of many?

“I think you’ll find it pleasurable, after you get over the initial fear of it. The first time is always the worst. In no time you’ll act sassy with me just so I can give you one. Now lay down on the bed please.”

Oh my God, this guy was super kinky. I guess we weren’t going to have a conventional, boring relationship at least. I inhaled and took a deep breath out. I suppose I wasn’t going to get out of it, no matter what I said. Rather than reading about a young woman being spanked into submission, it was my skin that was about to be slapped and turn a shade of pink. Tentatively, I lay down on the bed.

“Shut your eyes, Veronica.”

I shut my eyes.

“Are you ready?”

I nodded. I felt Dane stretch my arms over my head and grasp both of my wrists together in one hand. Then, just like he did in the coffee shop, he tightened his grip on my skin and pressed both of my wrists down into the mattress, hard. Then I felt him slap me very sharply on my behind several times in a row. It was so loud I was afraid the neighbors would hear. Was that his way of going easy on me? Christ, my skin stung and my ass felt like it was on fire. Tears slipped out of my eyes and dripped down my cheeks. He spanked the other side of my ass even harder. My response was that I pushed my pelvis into the mattress and felt the lips of my s*x had become moist. I was shocked to realize how aroused I’d become by the spanking. I pressed my pelvis into the mattress and rubbed myself on the bed sheets. Then I involuntarily arched my ass, anticipating the next hard hand slap…

“It’s over now, unless you want me to continue…”

I quickly shook my head no.

“It looks like you survived your first spanking. Are you OK?”

I nodded yes.

“Did I hurt you at all?”

“It stung a little, at first,” I quietly admitted.

“How do you feel now?”

“I feel OK.”

“The next time you act sassy and disobedient to me, I’ll spank you again, but much harder next time. Do you understand, Veronica?”

I nodded.

“You seem to have a sassy side, which I adore by the way, and it’s just begging to come out, so I’m fairly certain, sooner or later, you’ll be submitting to another session of discipline with me…”

I took a short breath in when he said the phrase, “session of discipline”. The words had an intoxicating effect on me. Dane asked me if I had any skin lotion close by and I told him there was a bottle of moisturizing cream I kept in the medicine cabinet above the bathroom sink. He left the bed for a moment and when he returned I felt him tenderly rub the lotion on the skin on my ass. It felt so good I literally sighed in pleasure. If this is what happens after a session of discipline with the guy, sign me up, I’ll be as sassy as he wants me to be. Shivers ran up my spine and down the back of my legs as he massaged the lotion through the cleavage of my ass and down the back of my thighs, cooling the warm skin. My flesh tingled at his touch.

“Veronica I love your ass and I hope you like being spanked because I love spanking you. I love it. I’ll buy this special scented oil so I’ll be better prepared to massage you after your next spanking. Do you like being rubbed with cream on your ass?”

I took a deep breath in and exhaled as he spread my cheeks apart and ran his slippery palms once more through my cleavage and over the puckered opening of my most intimate place.

“It feels wonderful. Thank you, Dane.”

“I think it made you wet to be spanked like that. I can smell the scent of your arousal. Did it excite you to be spanked like that, sexually?”

Though it stung at first, the pain faded quickly. It was true. However ashamed I was to admit it, I liked being spanked. I liked the stinging feeling as his open palm made hard contact with my skin. I liked how the back of my legs became alive with sensation. I liked how he gave relief to the stinging on my ass by softly massaging the cream into my skin afterwards and how aroused it made me to submit to the discipline. No, I didn’t just like it, I loved it. I loved it all. I answered his question by nodding my head yes.

When he lifted my torso off the bed and sat me up to face him, we both noticed a wet spot on the sheet where the lips of my v****a had pressed into the mattress during the spanking. In shame I looked down at the mattress, avoiding the little round circle I’d left on the bed sheet. Dane lifted my chin with his finger again and forced me to make eye contact with him.

“Don’t be ashamed to admit that you liked it, Veronica. It’s OK. You don’t fit into the vanilla world.”

“Vanilla world?”

“The world of the accepted, the conventional. I don’t fit in there either.”

Dane used his handkerchief to wipe the tears away from my cheeks.

“Now look me in the eyes, Veronica. I want you to repeat the following words to me. Say, I liked being spanked by you, Dane. Don’t be shy. Say it…”

“I liked being spanked by you, Dane.”

“Good. Now say, you may spank my ass as hard as you want, whether you have a reason to or not. Go ahead.”

“You may spank my ass as hard as you want, whether you have a reason to or not.”

“I’m looking forward to our next session of discipline.”

“I’m looking forward to our next session of discipline.”

“Very good, Veronica. After what we just experienced, I’m your Dominant now. Or Dom for short. Do you like having a Dom? Did you enjoy your first training session as my submissive, Veronica?

The word “Dom”, “submissive” and especially, “training session” had a profound effect on me. I wished I could touch and stroke myself to relieve the desire building within me.

“Veronica?”

Unable to speak, I nodded yes.

“Would you like to take off my pants now, Veronica?”

I nodded again.

“Would you like to make me come with your mouth? Or perhaps, you’d like me to come inside your v****a? Which would you prefer, my pet?”

“I’m… uhhh… not currently taking birth control. Do you have a condom?” I whispered.

“No, but tomorrow morning we’ll go to a clinic to pick up everything we need so we can enjoy each other without making you pregnant. Also, I’ve been tested and I’m free of sexually transmitted diseases. I can provide medical proof if you’d like.”

“No, I believe you, Dane. I don’t have anything either.”

“That’s good. So which will it be? Oral s*x or vaginal s*x?”

I had kissed guys before on their p***s, of course, but I was always a little nervous about swallowing, so I can’t believe what I said next.

“I want both…”

“The perfect answer. Lay down on your back with your arms above your head please.”

I watched Dane take off all his clothes, revealing his hard muscled body. He lifted my legs all the way over my head, and then secured my left leg to my left arm with his necktie and my right leg to my right arm with his belt, very tightly. No man had ever placed me into complete submission like that before. Though I felt nervous, I liked the feeling of complete helplessness, of being bound by the flesh. For some reason I trusted this man and intuitively knew he wouldn’t physically harm me in any way.

While holding my legs up in a V-shape over my head, Dane attacked me with his tongue, licking me over and over in between the cleavage of my cheeks, over my most intimate spot and through the inner and outer folds of my labia. He took my c******s in his mouth and sucked on it with a passion no other man in my life has ever come close to. I moaned with pleasure, my hips trembling, as he made me come a second time with his mouth and lips and tongue.

“Get inside me, Dane…”

I didn’t have to ask twice. Dane’s large shaft slipped in and filled my womb. He thrust himself wildly into me like an animal and my bound thighs started trembling again. He kept pumping into me until I felt like I was about to explode. Dane groaned out and I felt his semen shoot out deeply into my womb. He immediately pulled out and continued to ejaculate over my breasts, his semen shooting out in streams. I’d never seen so much come explode out of a man before.