I paced back and forth across my living room floor, occasionally glancing over at Candy who was sitting on the couch flipping through a magazine.  What the hell was I thinking?  My sixth sense failed me for the first time since I adopted this lifestyle five years ago.  She needs to go even though the sex in the club bathroom was out of this world.  I stopped my pacing right in front of her, staring down at her waiting for her to say something.  Finally, she stopped flipping through the magazine and looked up at me.

“What?” she asked “Are you done pacing?  Can we go have sex again, this time unhurried?  I mean, that is why I came home with you.”

I threw my hands up in the air and moved to the other side of the room.  “I will call you an Uber driver.  Just do not show back up in the club.  The next Dom may not be as nice as me,”

“You are sending me away?  My girlfriends will be mortified,” Candy screeched, standing up and walking toward me.  “I always score,”

“If you had gone to a different type of club you probably would have Candy because you are a very sexy woman but I have to be true to who I am,” I explained as I found the Uber number in my contacts.  Part of me wanted to push the Dom side away for the night and just enjoyed her but I wanted to be true to my nature, not change for a woman, even for one night.

I was ready to hit the call button when I felt my phone being snatched out of my hand.  I looked up in time to see Candy flip my phone toward the couch where it hit the cushions and bounced to the carpet.  I was seething and wanted nothing more than to give her just what a brat deserved but she had nixed that idea thirty minutes ago when she had told me she didn’t play that type of game.

Damn it to hell; now I will have blue balls unless I fix it or go back to the club and see if there is another woman who wants to play the game.

I was pulled out of my thoughts by two hands on my shoulders and a soft pair of lips on my neck.  I grabbed her wrists in my hands and gently pushed her back.

“It is time to leave Candy.  Hope you find what you need tonight,”

“I…want…you,” she told me as she reached behind her to unzip her dress but I managed to capture her hands in mine, holding them tight.  “What do I have to do to get you to fuck me, Jess?”

Knowing that she would run out the door so fast as soon as I mentioned what I wanted I decided that it would be the only way to get rid of her.  “Go to the kitchen and bring me back a chair.”

To my surprise, she did just that and then stood there waiting to see what I would say next.  I took a seat and patted my lap.  “Put yourself across my lap.  You have been a bad girl and need to be punished before you receive the reward.”

I watched her stand there, looking like a deer caught in the headlights, unsure what to do.  I just knew any minute she would grab her purse and ask for me to call her a ride, which was fine with me.  I was tired of dealing with her whinny ass.  She is such a spoiled rich brat and probably has never had a hand laid across her ass or been told no.

When she just stood there I finally decided I had enough and stood up.  I pulled my wallet out, extracting fifty dollars, and holding it out to her.  “Here is enough money for an Uber driver.  You can keep anything that is left or give it to him as a tip. I don’t care.  Now get the hell out of my condo.  I have a cold shower calling my name,”   When she did not take it, I let it flutter to the floor and turned to go to the bathroom, my cock hard and aching with need.

“Jess,” Candy said softly.

I stopped in my tracks for a moment and then said, “Go back to your world Candy.  You do not belong in mine,”

I heard her start to laugh and then she said, “Big bad Dom is nothing but hot air.  He is more like a wuss,”

I stopped, turned on my heel, and marched over to her saying low with a hint of anger in my voice, “No one calls me a wuss,” as I dragged her by the arm over to the chair.  Without thinking, I sat down hard, yanking her over my lap.  I placed one hand on her waist as I raised the other one high and brought it down in a resounding whack across her ass followed by several more.  I reached down, grabbed the hem of her short shirt, and tugged it upwards, and then yanked her thong down.  The first smack that hit her bare ass Candy gave out a squeal and tried to wiggle off my lap.

I maneuvered her around until she was over one knee with her legs trapped between mine.  I brought my hand down harder, leaving a nice red handprint and then did the same to the other cheek.  By the time I had worked my rage out, her ass was red and tears were streaming down her face.  I let her up and stood up, grabbing her by the arm and taking her over to the couch that was sitting in the middle of the room.  Going around to the back of the couch, I bent her over it.

“Don’t move or else,” I warned her as I fished a condom out of my pocket.  I pulled my zipper down and freed my hard cock.  Sheathing him, I moved behind her, pushing her legs apart.  I raised her up until her feet left the floor and the top half was hanging over the couch, her head almost touching the cushions.  I stood there for a moment admiring her ass, thinking how much fun it was going to be to fuck her hard and let her feel the pain of my body slamming against her ass soon to be followed by intense pleasure.

I took my finger and ran it up and down her dripping slit, finding her clit and rubbing it with my thumb, hearing her moan and push against the couch.  Without any warning, I grabbed her hips and pushed myself deep inside of her.  Candy gave out a cry as her muscles gripped me tightly, working my cum out.  I pulled almost all the way out, and then back in hard and deep, my stomach smacking against her ass.  I continued my slow steady pace, each one as hard and as deep as the one before it.

I could feel her moisture covering me as her body spasmed several times with small orgasms, her breathing getting deeper and faster.  I finally could not hold back much longer so I speeded up my thrusts.  I felt her body tense, flush red, her muscles almost strangling my cock as she let out a scream as her orgasm ripped through her body.  Candy had never felt anything like this before as she momentarily lost consciousness, lights flashing off and on behind her closed eyelids, squirting her juices down both of their legs.  I reached under her, rubbing her clit hard as I stood still, feeling her orgasm filter through her.

The moment I felt her body relax I started again, deep and hard until I found my release, letting out my own scream of release.  I leaned against her, pinning her to the couch as we both gathered our wits about us.  When I was finally able to move, I slowly pulled out and stood there on wobbly legs as I removed my condom, tying it off and taking it to the bathroom to be disposed of.  When I came out, Candy had removed her dress and was sitting on the kitchen chair, leaning back with her eyes closed.

Hearing me come into the living room, she opened her eyes and smiled at me, then asked, “Can we go another round later minus the spanking.  I don’t think my ass can handle another one but damn, that was a turn-on,”

I leaned down and kissed her, “Welcome to my world.  At least for this weekend you will be my submissive and do as I tell you.  Do you want to do that?  If not, you are free to leave,” as I turned and went back into the bedroom to give her time to think.  I did not want to push her into a world that not every woman wanted.  I was not like most Dom’s as I kept the dominance in the home.  As I turned on the shower and started to get in, I felt a hand on my back.

“Is there room in that shower for two?”

“What do you think?” I asked, holding the door open to allow her to see and go in first.  “Once you step in that shower, the opportunity to leave goes away,” Candy looked at me and I smiled.”You can leave anytime.  I will put my dominance aside as much as I can for this weekend.”

She stepped in the shower saying, “I like to be dominated,”

This is turning out better than I thought it would, as I joined her in the shower.

The end.