For about two years, my girlfriend has been asking me to make a commitment. It’s not that I don’t love her; I do, and she is certainly the perfect lover for me. She’s five-feet-eight-inches tall, blonde, green-eyed and has a gorgeous body and face. I’m a bit shorter and have dark hair and eyes and a less full figure than she does. What has been holding me back is my desire to completely dominate her; I didn’t know whether she would be comfortable in the role of my sex slave. So I put it all on the line one night, and here’s what happened:

“You want to please me, don’t you, Joanne?” I asked.

“Of course I do, darling,” she said, shifting slightly on her chair so that her skirt rode up her thighs and tantalized me with a glimpse of her lacy panties.

“Then come here and kneel before me.”

Her eyes widened, but she did as she was told. I leaned down and kissed her very gently on the lips and told her she was beautiful, that I loved her and that if she wanted to be mine, she would offer herself to me and acknowledge my authority over her. Her chest was heaving, and in a quivering voice, she answered, “Yes, my lady.”

I unbuttoned her silk shirt and ran my fingertips over her hard nipples, squeezing and pinching them until she moaned. “Bend over with your hands behind your back and your ass in the air.” Joanne obeyed, and I pulled her panties off and secured her wrists with them. “I’m going to spank you now, Joanne, not to punish you, and not because I’m angry with you, but because I want to. Do you understand?”

“Yes, my lady,” she sighed.

I got my hairbrush from my purse and ran it over her ass, trailing the handle between her legs. It came away extremely wet. With my left hand holding her bound arms against the small of her back, I proceeded to spank her whole ass, not in any rhythm, because I didn’t want her to know when the next blow would land. The sound the brush made, the clear outlines the strikes made on her alabaster ass, the way she clenched her cheeks, the way she arched her back to receive the stinging blows, and her quiet sobs excited me beyond all belief.

I stopped spanking her and ran my palm over her hot ass, then between her legs, teasing her clitoris and spreading her moisture over her anus. “Please, my lady, please, may I come?” she moaned.

“No, darling, not yet. First you must sit up, reach under my dress and remove my panties with your mouth and pleasure me with your tongue. Then we’ll see what we can do about your hungry little pussy.”

I sat back in the leather chair, and Joanne came to me on her knees, with her arms still tied. As she pushed my dress up with her head, I unzipped her skirt and bunched it around her knees. I pushed her shirt back over her shoulders so I could see her beautiful breasts. She managed to get my panties down and then attacked my pussy like a wild woman, plunging her tongue as far inside me as it would go.

She nibbled on my lips and sucked on my clitoris as I pulled her head closer and came on her face again and again. When I had had enough, I pushed her back on her heels and then helped her up from the floor. I untied her hands and let her clothes fall from her as I kissed her forcefully on the mouth.

I led Joanne to the bedroom and instructed her to get on all fours on the bed, then tied her wrists to the insides of her ankles with silk scarves so that she was in a crouching position, her legs spread wide, which allowed me complete access to her pussy and ass. She was so wet that her pussy juices had trickled down the insides of her thighs almost to her knees. I strapped on a dildo I had purchased for the occasion and knelt behind her on the bed.

As I slowly pushed the dildo into her pussy, I slapped her red-hot ass with one hand and played with her clitoris with the other, being careful not to take her over the edge. Then I grabbed her hips and started slamming the dildo all the way inside her, pulling her body back to meet it. Joanne exploded in orgasm, moaning into the mattress.

I pulled out and moved to her face, telling her to wet the dildo down good because I was going to fuck her in the ass. Joanne had always balked at me trying to insert even one finger in her bottom, but on this night she simply swallowed hard and leaned forward to lick her own come off the dildo. When she had licked it clean, I grabbed some lubricant and smeared it all over the dildo and the fingers of my right hand. Then I began loosening her tight little muscle with my fingers. I felt she was ready when I had three squirming fingers inside her and she was rocking back to meet my thrusts.

I put the head of the dildo at her rear opening, holding it steady in my fist, and told her to push back on it. She hesitated, so I started slapping her ass with my free hand. “Do it, slave; you know you want it,” I said. Joanne eased herself back, and the bulbous head and about an inch of the shalt popped inside her.

I held her hips still, letting her get used to the fullness, until I heard her whimper, “Please, please.” Then I thrust into her to the hilt and pulled back again, almost all the way out. Then forward, hard, at the same time plunging four fingers into her wide-open pussy and grabbing one of her nipples and squeezing it hard.

Joanne was out of control, screaming in pleasure, bucking back against me to take it all, her shoulders coming up off the bed, her restrained hands clenching into fists as she came, wailing my name. I fucked her to four orgasms, then collapsed, exhausted, against her back.

Slowly I eased the dildo out of her stretched asshole, took it off and untied her. “I love you, Joanne,” I said, “and now I am completely yours, as you are completely mine. Now make me come with your mouth and hands.” She made love to me until I fell asleep, completely satisfied, and she has been in my bed every night since.