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

As Adrian entered the kitchen, Alyson turned towards him.

"Good evening.." She paused a moment to consider how she would address him.

"Good evening, Master. I did sleep well, thank you for the . . . assistance."

She poured him a glass of wine and handed it to him.

"I have completed everything you requested in your note. And I have made us dinner. I hope you like my lasagna. It is my mother's recipie."

She stood before him, not knowing what to expect.
 
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Adrian met her eyes as she looked at him, the kitchen filled with the smell of food cooking.

He wasn't sure himself what he was expecting when he got home, but he had a vision on his mind all day.

"Thank you for completing those tasks Alyson... "

He hesitated...

"How soon before Dinner will be or could be ready? And are you ready for your punishment now that you are awake?"

He sipped on the red wine, nice and fruity...
 
Adrian had thanked her for completing the tasks he assigned her earlier on the note. That 'thank you' lifted Alyson's spirit a bit.

Then after asking when dinner would be ready, he asked her if she was ready for her punishment, which caught her by surprise. She hadn't known what to expect from Adrian, but additional punishment was not something that she considered at all.

"Dinner can be ready in 10 minutes." she said flatly. She wasn't sure whether to address him as Adrian, or Sir, or Master, so she just didn't use any of those.

"What do you mean by punishment? I completed all the items you requested, and I prepared a dinner for us, something beyond what was requested." She was gaining a bit of courage to challenge him, so she continued.

"Actually, I am somewhat confused about what you expect from me. I sense that our relationship is changing, or has changed. What do you want from me now?"
 
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Adrian smiled as he met her eyes...

"And thank you for completing those little errands for me, I know Sarah will appreciate it...I remember some one being quite forward about wanting to receive a punishment for her immature behavior last night. But I was not prepared to administer it to some one who was tired, and not thinking straight...."

He paused as he sipped his wine.

"So if being punished is your desire, and you still desire it, then please change as you were this morning. If not, then so be it.."
 
Alyson had forgotten offering her bare ass to him for a spanking earlier that day. The past 24 hours had been such a jumble of events and emotions. But she had offered, as at the time she thought that is how he wanted to punish her. It wasn't like she wanted to be spanked by him, well, okay, maybe she did have a secret desire for him to dominate her and spank her.

"Yes Sir. If you think I still need to be punished, I will go dress appropriately."

She saw him nod his head at her.

"I'll be right back, Sir." she said as she hurried out of the kitchen and up the stairs to her room. She stripped naked and then put back on the simple dress that was tight around her bust, but open and flowing in a short length dress.

When she returned to the kitchen she stood upright before Adrian.

"Shall we eat dinner before you correct my behavior of last night, Sir?"
 
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"I think before dinner......"

Adrian gulped visibly as he looked at his lodger, her nipples presing intot he fabric of her flimsy dress....

"Please position yourself as you did this morning Alyson"

He watched her intently as if he was a fly on the wall, the who situation so very surreal to him. He had flirted with his lodgers before, but nothing had ever happened....
 
Alyson listened intently as Adrian spoke. His voice was not firm and cold, but instead, his voice was firm and warm, as if a loving father who had to set down the rules for a child he loved. She realized that this subtle difference in his voice, made all the difference between her revolting against his wishes, or her wanting to obey his commands. She could be subservient to a warm, loving, and firm dominating male.

She turned towards the table and as she had done earlier, she bent at the waist and placed her head on her forearm which rested on the table. She spread her legs a couple of feet and then she reached behind and pulled her dress up, well above her waist so he had complete access to her bare ass.

"Ready, Sir."

Her pussy quivered in anticipation. She hadn't been spanked in many years, and she secretly desired the experience.
 
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He watched her clear the table and then position her self such that she was lent forward over the table longways, reaching out to grip the furthest edge. The skirt of her dressed was now over her lower back exposing her firm buttocks as they reached for the sky, the room now descended into a total errie silence

He stepped round, and gently nudged her left, adn then her right foot further out.

Then he lightly caressed her right buttock as he stood next to her left buttock, his right hand lightly pressing on her spine in the small of her back.

Slowly he raised his right arm up, and let it flowed, slapping her buttock, hard but not as hard as he could have done. The room was filled with the sound of his hand hitting her bare flesh.

He repeated it on her right buttock before moving onto her left buttock....

His hand remained on her left buttock, before he ran a finger along her slit down to her labia, lightly feeling....
 
Adrian first caressed her ass with his hand. The anticipation had built up considerably within Alyson. She felt that she was about to explode. Her pussy trembled and she could feel the cool air of the room on her damp lips. She wondered how hard he would spank her.

She soon had an answer as he swatted her right cheek, once and then again a second time. The spanks were mildly painful, she let out a soft gasp, but the hit was not enough to make her cry out. It appeared that she had a tolerance for some pain.

She could feel a slight burning sensation on her flesh. It actually felt good, in a naughty sort of way. And the spank definitely had an effect on her pussy which tingled greatly. Her fluids covered her nether lips. She could feel a small rivulet of fluid running down the inside of her thigh.

And she could feel Adrian's finger running along her slit. She so wished that the finger would penetrate her wet pussy, but she remained quiet, biting her lower lip. Alyson didn't yet want Adrian to know that she enjoyed what he was doing to her.

She waited with great anticipation for what he would do next.
 
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As his fingers lightly caressed the extremities of her labia, he spoke quietly and coarsely.

"How many times have you been smacked in a sexual context.... " he hesitated as his voice quivered

"And how hard do you prefer to be punished?

He gulped visibly as he asked her that question.
 
Alyson's body tingled all over from the spanks, and then his gentle touches on her lower lips. The anticipation alone felt incredible, and the sting on her ass felt so naughtily satisfying. She wanted to beg him for more, but that would not be in keeping with their new roles of Dom and submissive.

"How many times have you been smacked in a sexual context.... " he asked and she heard his voice quiver. She immediately recognized that this was new to him as well. She would have to take some responsibility for steering their activities, but she couldn't appear too eager.

"This is my first, Master." She was honest with him and deliberately chose to call him 'Master' to bolster his confidence in the role.

"And how hard do you prefer to be punished?" again she heard the hesitation in his voice. This was a critical point as he was asking her how much she wanted, he obviously wanting to play this D/s role play but not wanting to go too far and have her bolt completely.

"Master, I know it is your decision how to punish me, how hard you spank me, and how many times."

She paused to judge his response. He continued to run his finger over her sensitive wet slit, and that felt so good.

"If I may be allowed to speak freely Sir, I think you can feel that you have aroused me a good deal. I will admit that I have enjoyed what you have done so far, and I am ready to receive more, and harder spanks, if Master deems that appropriate."

And she wiggled her ass against his finger, sending a signal that indeed she wanted more.
 
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Adrian wasn't totally new to the Ds theme, fetish though he was not the usual Master. He was firstly a switch, enjoying tie and tease. It was being the assertive role that had developed over time with various female friends and escorts; his wife was relatively vanilla.

His fingers caressed her labia before he eased it back to her anus, and gently rested his middle finger on her rosebud as he watched her.

His own cock was hard in his smart chinos.
 
Alyson wondered what Adrian was thinking. She couldn't see his face and he didn't respond verbally to her answer. She waited for, she longed for, more spanks from his firm hand.

She felt his finger move away from her pussy and come to rest over her rosebud, pressing gently.

The anticipation was becoming torture in unto itself.
 
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Alyson didn't move her bum away from his finger, or speak out against it, and so, made a mental note.

His hand moved away from her ass as he held his left hand on her spine in her lower back whilst her right hand swung upwards.

He released his hand, with more swagger in the swing as it slapped into her flesh, stinging his hand with the impact, the room filled with the sound. He quickly repeated, once more on he right buttock, and two more times on her left buttock.

He shock his hand slightly before he returned it to her labia.....

"You enjoyed that Alyson?"
 
'What is he waiting for?' she thought. She felt his hand move up to her lower back and then she felt the sting of his next swat upon the flesh of her bare ass.

"Ouch!" she exclaimed with a tinge of real pain as his blow was a bit harder than the earlier spanks.

Then he spanked her three more times rapidly, a total of twice on each buttock. She bit her lip and held her eyes tightly shut. The swats had indeed hurt. She could feel the sting on her flesh. And to her great surprise, it felt so good.

Her pussy continued to tingle and she could still feel the rivulet of her fluid down her inner thigh. His finger returned to her slit, running over her slick wetness. She knew that he knew she was aroused and sexually enjoying the punishment.

"You enjoyed that Alyson?" He asked in a firm voice.

She continued to bite her lip. She wondered if he enjoyed this as much as she was.

And she wiggled her ass at him again.
 
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He saw that wiggle and grinned. He stepped away and opened a draw, reaching for a wooden cooking spatula/flish slice. He moved round to the table to face her as he spoke.

"Open your mouth bitch."

As she did so, he took the clean handkerchief from his pocket and stuffed it in he r mouth.

"Bite on it hard.."

He stepped round back to position as he patted her bum cheeks with the wooden spatula.

Moments later he hit her at full pelt, sparring no horses, once on each cheek.

"Insolence will not be tolerated...."
 
Alyson held her eyes closed as she heard Adrian move about the kitchen.

"Open your mouth bitch." he barked at her.

The tone of his voice, and calling her 'bitch' really surprised her. She opened her mouth and was surprised even more as he stuffed a handkerchief into her mouth.

"Bite on it hard.."

She complied with his command and closed her mouth. She thought it odd that he gagged her because her hands were still free to remove the gag at any time. She hadn't opened her eyes and did not see what else he was holding in his hand.

Then she felt the strikes, once hard on each buttock. And it hurt, really hurt.

She screamed into the gag and tears welled up in her eyes. She gripped the edge of the table with white knuckled hands. Her knees buckled a bit, but she did not collapse. He had struck her with a hard object, probably a kitchen utensil of some fashion. And it stung like nothing she had felt before.

This time she considered running, but she didn't as she was determined to see this through. She did trust him as she knew he had compassion for her.

She continued her grip on the table, an expression of pain on her face as she pressed her head against the surface. She steadied her stance and held still. Her ass throbbed in pain and her pussy continued to tingle, flooded with her fluids.

The combination of intense pain, and sexual arousal was terrifying and delightful all at the same time. Alyson had never experienced such a combination in her entire life.
 
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Adrian dropped the wooden tool into the sink as he reached into the fridge, pulling out a fresh corn on the cob, still covered with it's leaves.

He pulled the leaves away, exposing the narrow tip, covered in golden corn kernels, and strands of vegetation. He moved back to her bottom, and ran the tip of the cob along her bum cleavage, until it found what he was looking for, and slowly he pushed it in, easing it back out and pushing it further in.

He was slow and deliberate in his actions, twisting the corn around as well, until it was as far in as he was able to do so, just the base of the corn exposed. He looked at he and smiled, her bum cheeks still glowing. He retrieved his Iphone and took a couple of photos, of her bent forward over the table, her two cheeks glowing, the base of the corn expsoed from her sodden cunt.
 
Her ass continued to sting from the strikes. She still held the table firmly in her hands and she kept her eyes shut. The 'not knowing' kept the suspense and anticipation high, adding to her excitement.

Next she heard him in the fridge, and then messing with something, a sound that seemed familiar but she could not place.

Just about the time that her body was relaxed from the intense pain of the spanks, she felt something hard and cold pressed against the cleft of her ass. 'What the fuck is that?' she asked herself.

Again Alyson considered running, maybe Adrian was going too far. But nothing too terrible had happened yet, so she continued their play.

Then she felt him slowly pushing the cold hard object into her vagina, a little at a time. Besides being cold, she could also tell that it had a pointed end and then widened somewhat.

"Is it a handle?' she wondered, thinking back to him making her insert her hairbrush handle into her vagina. Then thinking fridge, she first thought 'cucumber', but the end had been pointed, not round. 'Carrot?' flashed though her mind.

Then she remembered the noise. He had been shucking corn! Now he was fucking her with an ear of corn! He was shoving the ear of corn deep enough within her that she could feel some sensations of the bumps of the kernels. How decadent to be fucked with an ear of corn! She tried to relax her vaginal muscles and allow him to more easily push in and out the ear of corn. It stretched her open, more than any cock or dildo had done. And it was painful, but as her body adjusted, the pain turned to pleasure and she moaned into the gag in her mouth.

She kept the grip on the table and allowed him to fuck her with the ear of corn, wondering what other kinky ideas he may have in his head. When he had buried almost the entire ear of corn in her cunt, she felt him stop, leaving her with a full feeling, and sensations of pain mixed with pleasure radiating out and through her body. She moaned in pleasure and slowly swayed her ass back and forth for him to see.

Then she heard the click of his cell phone camera, as he took photos. She wanted to remember to ask him later for copies of the photos.

She rested upon the table and waited for his next move.
 
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Adrian placed his phone on the side, before undoing his flies and unbuttoning his belt. Moments later his cock was in his right hand as he started to wank slowly with his right hand, and took the base of the corn with his left hand.

In unison, he started to stroke his foreskin, and the corn up and down. His breathing was laboured, as he gasped. Drops of pre-cum landed on his hand as he meticulously wanked himself, all the while pushing the corn cob in and out of her pussy.

As he fully withdrew it, the kernels were soaked in her juices....

He carrie don like this for five or six minutes, watching Alyson grip the table.

"Let me know when you are close pet.... the cum slut that you are...."


It wasn't long before her breathing, her gasping croaky voice told her what he needed to here.

He stopped wanking himself and focussed on her, pushing the cob in and out, twisting it, as he placed a finger against her rose bud pressing it against the entrance until she came.
 
When Adrian paused to take pictures, Alyson wondered what was next. Then she heard him undo his pants She turned her head and opened her eyes and caught a glimpse of his cock in his hand. It looked to be a good size and she knew that someday he would be shoving it into her pussy instead of that ear of corn that he now held there. She also knew he wouldn't fuck her today as he was so insistent that she be tested and he couldn't have the results yet.

She watched as he began stroking himself with one hand while he resumed fucking her with the corn. Her pussy had adjusted to the size of the corn and it was actually beginning to feel really good.

She heard him say to her "Let me know when you are close pet.... the cum slut that you are...."

She didn't particularly care for the names he called her; bitch, pet, cum slut. Did he really see her this way, or was this just part of his D/s role play?

The sensations emanating from her crotch began to overwhelm her and she was losing the ability to keep any mental thought going other than how the ache in her pussy was feeling so very good. The way the corn stretched her walls, and the way the bumpy texture rubbed against her sensitive inner flesh, was taking her towards a great orgasm. When he pressed his finger on her rosebud, she could feel that her orgasm was close. She closed her eyes and threw back her head just as it hit. She screamed into the gag, her cunt clenched the ear of corn, and her body trembled. She could feel her legs begin to buckle and she held the table tight, shaking it on the floor.

After several moments of uncontrollable shaking, he body collapsed and she fell forward onto the table, still gripping it tight.
 
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Adrian watched her body tremble as her orgasm took control. Her knuckles went white as she held onto the table edge, her body trembling. He continued teasing her cunt, hoping to giver her a second orgasm in quick rapid succession...

He was quite taken aback as to j=how intense she came on the kitchen table; his own cock still hard. As she relaxed, he pulled out the cob, and placed it onto the chopping board, complete with her juices..

"Enjoy that Alyson? When was the last time you had an orgasm as intense as that?"

He walked around such that she could see his cock as she finally stood up from the table.

"Sit on the floor Please Alyson, back against a unit please."

As she complied with his request, he walked over to her, towering above her, his average length cock covered in precum.

"Would you like a starter pet?" he asked meeting her eyes.
 
The intensity of her orgasm took her completely by surprise. In one way it felt so fantastic, and in another way it was scary. The sex had been totally void of any love or tenderness. Even when she masturbated, she felt a love for herself. This had been raw, almost brutal, sex.

As Adrian pulled the ear of corn from her cunt and set it on the chopping board she took a look at it. She couldn't believe that 'object' had been shoved inside her and had triggered such a response from her body. And she was shocked to see how much of her fluids covered the corn.

Adrian asked her to sit on the floor. As her body was wrecked and her legs still shaky, she gladly complied and slumped down onto the floor, her back against a cabinet. He then stood before her, his cock still erect and glistening with his own precum. She stared at it and realized that he had not had his own sexual release. Adrian was still horny, quite horny.

Looking up into his eyes she heard him ask "Would you like a starter pet?"

She really had little idea what he meant by that. 'A starter?' she pondered. What does he mean?

Knowing he was still horny, and having some compassion for him, she reached out and took his cock in her hand and began stroking it, feeling it throb as it became more erect.
 
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Adrian gasped as Alyson reached out and started to stroke his member. It was around average in length at around 6 inches or just a tad more. But had been informed it was slightly fatter than many cocks of a comparable length.

His brief bi-oral experiences was not sufficient for hm to add his own opinion on the matter. He watched her as she stroked, pulling his complete foreskin back and forth before he reached for her hands and held them in a gentle yet firm grip.

"Make me cum using your mouth Alyson." He spoke softly but with a commanding edge.
 
Alyson sat on the floor, still a bit dazed by the fucking Adrian had administered upon her using an ear of corn. 'Is this the same man who has been my landlord for the past few weeks?' she thought to herself. The whole situation was so different than any of their previous interactions. It was almost like Dr. Jekyll turning into Mr. Hyde, Adrian had changed so much and so quickly.

Suddenly he took her hands and pulled them away from his cock.

"Make me cum using your mouth Alyson." He said in a firm voice.

She hesitated a moment to process his command. She looked at his hard cock, then up into his eyes, and then back again to his cock bobbing just in front of her face. She wondered whether he was making her his sex slave, and whether she had to submit or face eviction. And how terrible could it be to pay this price.

"Do it!" he commanded, raising his voice a bit louder.

Slowly she opened her mouth and took the head of his cock in. She had sucked cocks before but always willingly on her own accord. This time it felt more coerced, although the actual threat had never been specifically vocalized.

Alyson used her tongue to slather her saliva all over his cock, lubricating it for her lips. Then she closed her mouth around his manhood and began bobbing her head up and down, using her mouth to fuck his hard cock. His size was manageable and she was able to take much of his cock in her mouth without it closing her throat. She could feel the veins of his cock against her lips. And she could hear Adrian moan as she took him towards his orgasm.
 
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