Led down the Path to.... (Closed to Loves_Pink)

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The next month.... or so

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After Alyson's misadventures during what was effectively her maiden night there, things settled down between them. As college and work kicked in, Alyson seemed to be more pre-occupied with her studies than to be a party animal. She was up early most mornings, and often left around the same time as him if not before some times, if he had to go to a meeting or an office.

They had started to chat, and one evening, as they came home almost together totally coincidentally, he offered to cook her a pasta linguine which she had accepted.

They had got into a routine in the week, and more and more Alyson used the kitchen for breakfast than her room, due to in part the better coffee machine and Adrian's skill as a barista.

He had given her a few lessons on the coffee machine, and whilst they had made mild flirty cheeky comments, the sexual innuendo of the first day or so disappeared.

Adrian started to see her as an intelligent female, who, when focused was a good model citizen, though he was always anxious to when she would repeat her performance.

He knew she would, it was just a case of when. The first weekend came and went, apparently event free. Then the second and the third....

Her attire was also at times plain, practical. But often it was also provocative, she would wear outfits that suggested her sexuality as opposed to blatantly displaying it like that silver set she wore to the club.

She had even joined him in the evening a couple of times watching a bit of tv as she took a break from her studies. He was starting to like her, warm to her as a person, as a young woman.

He had even started to think of her sexually more and more, wondering what she would look like nude, does she spit or swallow... is she clean?

Talking of cleaning, her cleaning had gone well, he certainly had no real complaints about her efforts so far, apart from the hot pants she wore. He had considered buying her a maid uniform.....

He had had a few of his lovers, fuck buddies around, and whilst a couple of times he knew Alyson had been in the house, she had not as far as he was aware met them.

And so it was her fourth weekend as he sat in the conservatory, listening to music messing around with his camera It had been a lovely autumnal afternoon, and so he had been for a walk in Priestgate's Park taking photos of the autumn colours, the reds oranges and yellows on the trees contrasting against the vivid blue sky. He put the camera down and started to review the photos he had taken on his Mac-Pro sipping his fresh latte.



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[Loves_Pink]

The next few weeks went by quickly for Alyson. Weekdays she was busy with her classes and her research work. Weekends she did the required house cleaning, her own laundry, and if time permitted, she went out with her friends. She also got into a more familiar routine with Adrian. Besides being her landlord, they were becoming friendly with each other, sharing coffee, a few meals, and sometimes watching TV together.

But her sex life had reached a low. If it wasn't for her own fingers, her pussy would not have had any pleasure at all. That Saturday Alyson was intent on getting laid. She had met a guy, Robert, through her grad class and he had asked her out for a date, drinks and dinner. Robert was tall, dark, handsome, with a good personality. How could she miss, she thought.

That day she finished her chores early and spent a long time getting ready for her date. She fixed her hair, spent most of an hour on her makeup, and slipped on her favorite little black dress. It was simple and elegant, and she knew she looked quite hot in it.

Robert picked her up about 7 and he first took her to a new club for drinks. She wanted to make things easy for Robert, so she indulged in a few too many drinks. Afterward they went to an upscale Italian restaurant where they ate well, and drank some amount of wine. When she offered for him to come back to her place to continue their party-for-two, he eagerly accepted.

Alyson and Robert were both somewhat drunk and noisy as they entered and climbed the stairs to her place. Soon after they had the music on and had their own dance party going. Alyson and Robert were getting very friendly, groping each other's bodies, his hands on her breast and her ass. Her hands on his crotch and his ass.

Soon they were naked and falling into her bed. She excused her self for a moment to relieve herself on the toilet. When she returned to her bed, she found Robert passed out. As much as she tried to waken him, it was no use. He was out for the night. She was so horny and so frustrated.

About five in the morning he woke to use the toilet. She was so angry with him spoiling her plans for sex, that she didn't let him back into the bed and instead they had a screaming match and she threw him out. Fortunately he didn't put up much of a fight, although together they probably woke half the neighborhood.

She fell back asleep, naked on the bed, an unaware that Robert had left her bedroom door wide open.

When she woke again later that morning, the sunlight filled her room and Adrian was standing in her doorway, knocking on her open door, and not looking pleased at all.

 

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He was awake around 11 when he heard the music turned on upstairs. Initially it was not that loud as he sat in his bedroom on his mac; laying out on the bed. Slowly the music increased in volume, occasionally he could hear a thud down the wall.

But whilst it was loud, it wasn't excessively loud, and it was before midnight so he turned a blind eye.


"Get Out. Get fucking out you total Prick"

Next he heard a foot being stamped on the floor. It continued as he heard a man's voice try and interject, her voice got louder and louder.

He reached for his phone and started to record a couple of minutes, her screaming, his bellowing, the stamping of childish feet.

He opened the door as he heard steps in the hallway, the sound of a heard of elephants descending down the stairs, he saw a young man barely dressed cussing and swearing under his breath, and the slamming the front door below.

Around seven, Adrian woke up to the sound of a text.

With heavy eyes, he read the message from Sarah, the woman next door...

"Who was you arguing with around 5 to wake everyone up in my household?"

He headed downstairs in a robe and put the kettle on, and made a small pot of tea. He returned to his room and found a pair of running tights, and slid them on, and a T-shirt.

He ascended the stairs to the second floor and as he turned to Alyson's room, he saw the door open at the top of the stairs.

He knocked on the door but he sensed some one was awake, their eyes met.

Phone in hand he forwarded her the text.

"Ten minutes in the kitchen, and explain why you woke up my neighbors this morning!" His voice was cold and quiet.

He headed back down stairs to the kitchen and turned the espresso machine on, before taking another sip of his coffee.

 

[Loves_Pink]

'A bad night had likely turned into an even worse day' Alyson thought based upon the tone of Adrian's voice. She picked up her phone and read the message he had just fowarded to her. 'Oh, God. We woke the neighbors.' She knew this also meant that she and Robert had woken Adrian. This wasn't looking good.

She was still pissed at Robert for passing out on her. She was still horny and had no satisfaction for her aching pussy. 'What a fucking horrible night, and now I'm the one in trouble.'

She went to the bathroom, drained her bladder, and quickly washed her face, still attempting to fully waken and clear her head. She brushed out her hair and threw on a simple summer dress, not even bothering to put on any underwear. Barefoot, she descended the stairs, heading for the kitchen. Hopefully there would at least be some coffee to drink.

As Alyson entered the kitchen, she tried to explain before Adrian could speak.

"I had a really bad date. He yelled at me and I threw him out. I'm sorry he woke everyone."

 

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Adrian looked at her through his own heavy eyes, as she entered the kitchen, in a tight fitting summer dress; clearly braless.

But he was too tired, angry to care about her attire; or that her nipples were erect from the morning chill.

He poured her some fresh water, and soon filled the sound of the kitchen with the activity of making afresh coffee, beans being ground, milk steamed, the gentle tapping of the metal jug on the surface to remove the larger air bubbles.

He finally finished her coffee and placed it in front of her.

"And what about the mini disco you two lovers held around 11?"

His yes met hers.

"It isnt often that a neighbor complains about noise from this abode. I am not sure you relaise how embaressiging and awkwrard situation it has put me in with her? Between the two events, I could easily offer you two strikes"

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[Loves_Pink]

Alyson was a real mess. She was somewhat hung-over from drinking the previous night, she was tired from a lack of sleep, she was still horny because Robert had failed to fulfill her expectations of him, she was pissed at Robert for his failure, and now she was being grilled by her landlord.

Through all that Adrian had made her a cup of coffee and she was very grateful for that.

"Thank you for the coffee, Adrian. I really need this." she spoke softly.

She tried to deflect responsibility for the commotion that awoke several people.

"Last night wasn't really my fault. Robert put on the music and turned it up. And there would not have been a fight if he hadn't passed out. I needed him to..." she paused not sure how to continue. But it hurt to think too much about what to say.

"I needed him to take care of my needs."

She sipped her coffee and looked at Adrian who was still glaring down at her. She ran her hand through her hair, pushing it back over her shoulder.

"Please don't give me two strikes. I need this place to live. I enjoy living here with you."

"What can I do to make this up to you, and erase those strikes?"

 

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Adrian met he eyes as she stood leaning against the door, her cup in her hand.

She looked fucked he thought. Haggard, blood shot eyes and washed out make up on her face. 'I've seen street crack hookers looking better then that' he thought to himself.

"So Alyson, it wasn't your fault that the stereo was turned up rather loud? And it wasn't your fault for shouting and screaming at the top of your voice at some god forsaken hour this morning? Yet you are the one renting the room....?"

He sighed deeply.

"Why cannot anyone accept responsibility for their actions these days.... Yet you wish to stay living here, maybe Is hould but you over my knee!"

He sighed as he sipped his tea, looking at the pathetic thing of a girl.

 

[Loves_Pink]

"Maybe I should bend you over my knee."

He said those words to her, again. He had used that phrase when they had their first discussion about her breaking his rules. Maybe this was a fetish of his. Maybe he liked spanking women younger than he was.

In the many sexual fantasies that she allowed to flow though her fertile mind, being spanked was a theme that had occurred in her head more than once. Somehow the thought of being punished in such a manner made her pussy tingle and become damp. And this was one of those times.

Maybe if this was a fetish of his, she could satisfy her own sexual curiosity of being spanked while also satisfying his desires and thereby remove the two strikes he held against her.

Alyson set her coffee cup down on the counter and stood a couple of feet back from the table. She looked over at Adrian and said;

"I have been a bad girl. I should be punished so I won't displease you again. Don't you think I should be spanked?"

Alyson could hardly believe what she was saying or doing, but she decided to take the risk and see what happened.

She bent over at the waist, placing her forearm on the table and her head down on her forearm. She spread her legs apart a foot or so to steady herself. Then with her free hand, she reached back and flipped up the hem of her dress, revealing her bare bottom to Adrian.

She took a deep breath, having no idea how he may react.

 

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Adrian ws taken aback by her sudden change in demure, as she seemed to wake up. He watched her clear the table and then bend her self over the table, pulling her skirt up only to expose he rbare bottom.

She was just in the dress...

He gasped as his cock twitched.....

He stood up and walked around to her back, admiring the view she was offering him.

"How kinky are you Alyson?" he finally asked, running a finger along her bum cheeks pulling away as he approached her pussy..

"And more importantly how tired are?"

 

[Loves_Pink]

As he ran his finger over her exposed cheeks and along the sensitive flesh near her pussy, she felt an incredible rush throughout her body. She had never felt anything so very erotic, and so sexually stimulating. Her pussy quivered and she could feel her fluids forming on her nether lips, and running down the inside of her thigh. She was dripping wet. She moaned into her forearm.

Adrian asked "How kinky are you Alyson?" and she knew that she had just climbed up several notches on whatever kinky scale there was.

And then he asked "And more importantly how tired?" Alyson did not understand the reason for this question. 'What is he considering?' she thought.

As his finger pulled away for her, she felt a void. She wanted to feel him. She needed for him to touch her, one way or another.

Alyson whispered "Please, more" and she wiggled her exposed ass at him, longing for a gentle touch, or a painful spank.

 

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"Please, more"

His voice changes tone

"More what Miss irresponsible?"

He placed his hand on her left buttock and kneaded it gently....

Before withdrawing it...

 

[Loves_Pink]

She felt his hand caress her ass. Her pussy continued to quiver and she began to gasp for air. She could not believe that his simple touch was having so powerful an effect upon her.

"More what?" he asked.

"More! Punish me as you wish." she replied a bit more forcefully as she continued to wiggle her ass at him.

 

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"Stand UP" he commanded in a quiet yet commanding tone.

He was to tired to be fucked about, and far from being arosued, even if his cock did twitch at the sight before him.

She reluctantly stood up.

"Face Me"

"Now look me in the eyes please Alyson..."

Their eyes met as he saw a hunger, and a tiredness in her eyes, blood shot still, her cheeks covered with bags.

"Now remove your dress and go to your room, I'will be with you in a moment.... now GO" - his voice was soft quiet and commanding

 

[Loves_Pink]

Alyson stood and faced him, not understanding his intentions whatsoever.

His firm voice made her want to obey him. Through all the emotions and feelings she had been experiencing, she welcomed being told what to do, even being told to strip off her clothing and wait for him. Not having to think for herself, or make decisions, was in its own way very liberating.

"Yes Sir." she said.

She pulled off her dress and stared at him. He showed little response as he waited for her to comply with the rest of his commands.

She turned and took the staircase up to her room. Unsure how he wanted her to wait for him, she stood naked in the middle of the room, facing the door, and waiting his command.

 

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He followed her up, and made a detour to his bedroom and opened a draw, and took out a sedative. A few moments later, he knocked on he door, seeing her stand facing him, her hands nervously moving around.

"Do you trust me Alyson?" he asked, simply. his tone neutral.

He looked around the room as he waited; her clothes still in a random mess on the floor from the previous evening, glasses still filled with the drinks of the night before, the room smelling of that musty smell.

 

[Loves_Pink]

The situation was somewhat surreal. She was standing naked in her room before her landlord, suddenly willing to obey his commands.

He asked her is she trusted him. Of course she did. She wouldn't have come this far without trusting him.

"Yes, Sir. I do." as she lowered her eyes as if in an act of submission.

She stood upright, thrusting out her breast for him to see. She could still feel her sex fluids running down the inside of her leg. She couldn't believe how aroused she was.

 

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Adrian stayed at the entrance to her room..

"Here, take this sedative, it will start to work in about ten, fifteen minutes...." He raised his hand offering her the pill...

He watched, studied her as she stood there noding to him, and then slowly she started to approach.

 

[Loves_Pink]

"Do you intend to rape me, Sir?" she asked. Alyson was totally perplexed by his request that she strip naked, return to her room, and now take a sedative.

"If you want to have sex with me, I give myself willingly to you." she couldn't believe what she had just said, but still his voice made her want to please him.

"Why the sedative, Sir?"

 

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"Because you are tired, exhausted, and have an angry active mind.... YOu need to sleep....."

He pasued

"And don't take this the wrong way but I won;t even consider penetration with you until I know you are clean...."


"So either take it or put it down the toilet and get ready for my next command."

 

[Loves_Pink]

'He doesn't want sex with me, at least not now.' She thought to herself in amazement. 'He appears to be trying to take care of me.'

"Yes Sir, I will do as you say."

Alyson took the pill from Adrian and swallowed it.

"What is your next command, Sir?"

 

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He smiled and nodded as she swallowed the pill.

"Now reach for that fat handled hairbrush, and get under your covers....."

He watched her as she turned he rback to him, stepped over to pick up the hairbrush and moments later laid down under the bed.

"Now masturbate Alyson. Fuck that handle till you cum....." His command was almost a whisper as he remained at the entrance to her room as if avoiding entering her personal space.

He stood there and watched, she was apprehensive to begin with but he just nodded...

He watched for a few minutes until she closed her eyes, and then he turned and left, heading down the stairs, leaving her to complete her task in total privacy, and to sleep.

 

[Loves_Pink]

She was so confused by Adrian. She really couldn't fathom his behavior to care for her, to enable her to sleep, and his kinky sexual desires. He had passed on spanking her. He had passed on taking her, even when she offered herself to him. And now he wanted to watch her masturbate and fuck the handle of her brush.

She wondered if he had considered that her brush handle was one of her favorite toys.

She had never had someone want to watch her pleasure herself. She felt uncomfortable complying with his command, which was strange considering how she had exposed herself to him. She laid down on the bed and opened her legs. She knew he was watching, but she avoided looking at him. She touched herself and realized that her fluids were very abundant. She put the handle of the brush to her lips and ran it up and down, lubricating the handle before slipping it inside her pussy.

She laid her head back and closed her eyes as she slowly began to stroke the hard object in and out. Her other hand rested on her breast and played with her nipple. An overpowering sense of relaxation flowed through her body. The hairbrush handle in her pussy gave her a warm feeling, but the desire to sleep, aided by the sedative, won the battle and she fell asleep long before the orgasm which never came.

 

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Adrian went out that morning but he left a note on the kitchen table; written with a fountain pen.

Good Morning/afternoon Alyson.

I hope yo slept well.

I am out this afternoon, and unlikely to return home till late afternoon or early evening, as I am on a photo outing with a friend.

Firstly, using the letter writing pad left on this table; can you please write a letter of apology to the neighbour and sign it, before placing it through their letter box.

Secondly, I want to see a pile of all your excessive clubbing attire left in a bag on my floor.

Failure to do either will simply disappoint me.

Thirdly, here is a number to a good friend and client of mine who runs a private clinic in the town; which covers STI check ups. Please male an appointment to see him, he is expecting your call this afternoon

Master

 

[Loves_Pink]

It was late afternoon when Alyson awoke, feeling refreshed. She felt the hairbrush laying loose on the bed between her legs and she remembered the earlier interactions with Adrian. What a strange morning it had been.

She sat up on the edge of the bed and brushed out her long hair. On the handle of the brush she could feel the remaining dampness of her own fluids from earlier. 'Will I ever understand Adrian?' she wondered.

Alyson rose and went into her bathroom to freshen up. Then she dressed in comfortable jeans and a long shirt. She walked down the stairs, looking for Adrian and wondered what mood she would find him in. Reaching the kitchen she found the note that he left for her.

His first instructions were for her to write an apology to the neighbor, a reasonable request.

His second request was to put her clubbing outfits in a bag and place it on his floor. "What does he want with my clubbing clothes?' she wondered. 'Is this another fetish?' She simply didn't understand, but felt a need to comply with his wishes.

The third request was for her to visit a specific clinic this very afternoon and to be tested for STIs. This could only mean that he was interested in having sex with her, and was particularly careful. Indeed their relationship was turning a whole new direction, and she was strangely excited about the possibilities. The unknowns about Adrian, particularly his sexual likes and dislikes, were a very strange and strong attraction.

And then she saw how he closed the note, "Master". A chill flushed through her body and she had goosebumps all over. She had begun to routinely call him "Sir" and now he referred to himself as "Master".

Alyson really wondered what she had gotten herself into. It was equally exhilarating and scary. And she loved it that way. She didn't know everything he intended by becoming her master, but the idea of something so different, so new, and possibly kinky filled her with excitement.

Wary of not complying and not pleasing 'Master', she quickly set about to completing the thee assignments. She delivered her note of sincere apology to the neighbor, she placed her clubbing outfits into a trash bag and left it outside his office on the first floor, and she went to the clinic and was tested.

On the way home she stopped by the grocery and bought items to make dinner for Adrian. She prepared lasagna, a side salad, fresh garlic bread, and opened a bottle of red wine.

She hoped that 'Master' would be pleased with her.

 

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Adrian returned home just after 6pm, opening the front door. He wasn't sure what to expect. He saw a light in the kitchen and the sound of activity.

He placed his camera bag on the floor of the hallway, and entered the Kitchen

"Evening Alyson, sleep well?"

He saw her cooking, in her tight skinny jeans and an over sized men's shirt.