My Dominant Boss
Chapter Twenty-Eight – I could make her my perfect little submissive. -1
Wyatt
I rush out of my place to my car and head straight for Alyssa’s place I hope I can change her mind. I could make her my perfect little submissive. I need her to be open first. I understand she has been hurt, but I have been too, and it will help. I drive as fast as I possibly can without risking getting a speeding ticket.
I arrive soon enough, and she lets me into the building. I knock e front door, but she doesn’t answer straightaway. I get a little annoyed with the time she is taking. She finally opents the door. I open my mouth to lecture her, but I soon stop when she appears.
Her gorgeous body is covered in nothing but a red silk slip. She has dressing gown on top, but it is open and hanging off her shoulder. The material hugs her perfect curves. Her hair is down in its natural wavy style. Her face is make–up–free, but she still looks gorgeous.
She tugs her lower lip between her teeth, “Hello, Sir. Come in.” she purrs and steps aside.
My cock throbs with her words and tone of voice. I step inside and close the door behind us.
“What are you doing? Why are you wearing that? I thought I was to come here to talk?” I groan, clenching my fists at my sides.
“This old thing? This is what I wear to bed all the time,” she says sweetly. “And you are here to talk,” she adds, placing her hand on my chest.
I grab her wrist, “How do you expect me to talk when you are dressed like this.”
A smirk rises on her lips. “You are the one who says he needs to be in control. Use it,” she says and yanks her hand away.
She is trying to get under my skin on purpose. She turns and starts to walk away. No, she isn’t getting to be in control of this situation. I grab her from behind, pulling her back against my chest.
She whimpers, and I place my hand around her throat, “What is your game, kitten?”
“Who says I am playing a game, Sir?”
Fuck, there is that word again. My cock hardens in my joggers, “Yes, you are. Don’t mess with me because you will lose.” I exclaim, tighten my hold on her throat.
She gasps and moans deeply. She seems to like my hand around her throat, I let go and spun her around to face me. Her eyes are dark, and her cheeks are flushed.
“I am not doing anything.” She says innocently, batting her lashes at me.
I shake my head, “Don’t try to play innocent with me. I know it is bullshit.” I hiss.
“Should we talk, Sir?”
“You really think I am in the mood to talk now? My cock is hard and throbbing because of your teasing.”
“What if I told you I had made up my mind? Would you be able to listen then?”
I raise my brow, “Have you?”
She nods, “Yes. I want to try it, but you need to go easy on me. I have never played such a role. You can’t push me. You don’t get to make all the decisions until I determine if I can do it. I am up for playing, but being your submissive is something you will need to
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My Dominant Boss
Chapter Twenty–Eight I could make her my perfect little submissive. -2
“You were right. All of this was part of a plan to break you.” She giggles.
I cross my arms over my chest, “Oh, it was?” I ask sternly..
She swallows hard, “I am sorry, Sir.”
I grip her hip and pull her tightly to my chest. “You can make it up me,” I say.
“Which is?”
She sounds a little nervous now. Good, I will make her nervous a lot because she will have no idea what is coming to her.
I lift my hand and let it come down against her ass with force. She squeals, not expecting it, “Bedroom, now.” I demand.
She nods and hurries off towards her room. I am going to have a lot of fun with this. I don’t think it will take long for her to adapt to her new role. She will push me; I know she will, but I know how to deal with bratty behaviour.
I follow her through, and she sits at the bottom of her bed.
“Did tell you to sit?” I ask.
She shakes her head, “No.”
“On your feet then,” I command.
She does as I tell her. I stroll over to stand in front of her.
I caress her face, “Good girl,” her eyes light up when I call her it, “Turn around, bend over and put your hands on the bed.”
Alyssa follows my command. She gets into the position I asked for. I go up behind her and press my hardened cock against her ass, “Do you feel what you caused?”
She moans, “Yes.”
I bundle her slip in my hands and push it up by her hips. My handprint is on her ass from a few moments ago. I rub it, and she whimpers. I lift my hand and slap her other ass cheek. She cries out, and her legs nearly buckle.
“That one was for being a little tease.”
I am not done. I repeat the motion, but I do it harder, and she squeals again and falls forward onto the bed, “And that was for fun.”
She is a hot, panting mess, and that is with me spanking her. I can’t imagine the reaction I will get when we step it up a level. I reach down, prying her legs open and dance my fingers over her folds, her arousal coating my fingers.
“Mmm, my naughty girl is already so wet for me.” I rasp, climbing onto the bed.
I flip her onto her back and sit on her stomach. I pin her hands above her head, “You enjoyed that, didn’t you, kitten? You loved m spanking your pretty ass.”
“Yes.” She breathes out.
“Yes, what?”
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“Yes, Sir.”
I smirk, “Good girl. If you think you like that, wait until I use thing other than my hand on your ass. You will love every second of it.” I growl and kiss her roughly.
She snakes her legs around me, kissing back, She rocks her hips up ainst me. It felt damn good, but she isn’t getting what she wants. She can wait for it a little longer.
I move off her, “I am not fucking you.”
She glares at me, “Why not?” she whines.
“Because you still need to make it up to me. You are going to do that by sucking my cock with your dirty little mouth. Then, maybe, just maybe, I will fuck you, depending on how good you give it to me Do we have an understanding?” I ask, gripping her face.
“Yes, we have an understanding, Sir. Prepare to fuck me because you already know how good my cock sucking skills are.” She purrs.
“I will be the judge,” I smirk.
I know it will be great, but she can’t go around thinking she can get what she wants when she wants.
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