Good Girl Ch. 04 – BDSM


(Addison’s POV)

Jake’s cock pulsed cum down my throat and filled my mouth as he continued to face fuck me. My tired mind and body wanted to fight the  intrusion of his cock since it had just been buried in my ass. However I was both mentally and physically too tired to do much more than gulp down the sticky warm cum as it filled my mouth.

As he pulled the blindfold off my eyes I could see his familiar body and cock as his rocking motions slowed. The hands on my hips and the sudden intrusion of another cock into my ass cause my tired mind to question reality. As Jake’s cock fell from my mouth and the last bits of cum dribbled over my lips I looked over my shoulder to see Chris fucking my ass.

How long had he been here? Had he seen and allowed Jake to take my virginity? Why had he not stopped him? As these questions swirled in my mind I felt Sir’s cock swell and his deep fucking of my ass became still as he dumped the first ever load of cum into my ass. The warmth and pulsing feelings as he came triggered yet another orgasm in my body and my vision began to go black as my body lost all control.

(My POV)

Staring into her eyes I pumped Addison’s ass full of cum, her body began to shake, her eyes rolled back and she collapsed into a heap. With Jake’s help we disconnected her from the cords and stood her up between us. I held Addison steady while Jake removed the nipple clamps and cuffs, I then lifted her in my arms and carried her to the bathroom where Jake turned on the warm water of the shower. Walking in the shower with Addison in my arms I turned and saw Jake quietly walk out of the room.

As the warm water washed over her tired abused body, I placed her gently on her feet. I watched the cum, sweat and drool wash down her body and be swept away. Taking her face in my hands I leaned down and kissed her tenderly. I whispered I love you, how proud I was of my good girl, and how beautifully amazing she was. 

(Addison’s POV)

The water on my skin prickled on the fresh flog marks, but was a welcome warmth as it relaxed my muscles and my mind. I felt lips on mine and opened my to see Chris holding me and watching as the water washed away the evidence of the slut that I had been over the past couple of hours.

I knew in my heart that he was just being kind, that his love for me was gone. How could he love someone after seeing me unknowing impaled on Jake’s cock in the living room? After watching on FaceTime as I had willingly been rough fucked and ridden Jake’s cock? How could he love a woman that surrendered to another man and allowed him to drench my face in his cum, then only to watch me scoop up and swallow all that cum? And then finally at some point he had witnessed the results of Jake clamping, gagging, binding and flogging “his” whore before fucking my ass then my mouth? The mouth that Chris had just kissed. Did that not revolt him? Were my recent indiscretions what he wanted? 

As these thoughts tumbled through my head I heard Sir whisper “I love you my Good Girl. You are so amazingly beautiful.” As tears filled my eyes I whispered back “I love you too Sir.”

(My POV)

Shutting the water off and wrapping Addison in a towel I carried her nearly asleep form to her bed, laid her down and tucked her in. Kissing her gently I walked from the room closing the door behind me. I found my clothes in the living and just finished dressing when Jake came down the hall from Beth’s room. He had a bag, and his keys in his hands like he was prepared to leave.

“Where do you think you’re going” I asked. 

“Home I suppose” came his reply.

“The hell you are, I told you that you were staying here for the weekend and having Thanksgiving with us. Plus, I could use your guidance with Addison. You obviously have a lot more experience and I know that while you were dominant with her, that you could have simply been sadistic. Please stay, seriously everything that has happened happened for a reason. Call it fate if you will but, we are all in this together.”

“Seriously? I mean thank you, spending Thanksgiving alone was not something I was looking forward to. I do need to run home and grab a few clothes and stuff, but I will come back.” Jake said

“I will go with you. Addison is out cold and it will give us a opportunity to chat about what happened and how we proceed from here.”  I replied. 

Writing Addison a quick note just in-case she woke, Jake and I then jumped in his car heading towards his place. Talking as we went Jake again apologized for his overstepping all boundaries when he first found Addison blindfolded and alone. He thanked me for trusting him enough to loan Addison to him while I was running errands and filled me in on what had happened once they moved to Beth’s room.

After Jake grabbed his stuff we headed back out, only not towards Addison’s. “Where we headed?” I inquired.

“Well as I see it we have a choice to make about where we go from here, so I have an idea and we will need to get a few other supplies.” replied Jake

As we drove towards the edge of town Jake filled me in on his relationship with Beth. As was obvious, Beth was submissive and at all times wanting Jake to push her boundaries. His list of items to push her with was extensive and as he listed some off, I realized I would love to see Addison in many of the same situations. 

Included in his list was one item that I had apparently already crossed off our list, whoring his slut out to another guy. Turns out, that he was just having trouble finding someone he could trust and seeing how I handled myself, he decided it was gonna be me. Pulling into a parking lot a looked up and saw that we had arrived at a local adult toy store. Shutting the car off Jake began to outline his idea.

We got back home just before 10:30 and found that Addison was still sleeping. We sorted our newly acquired supplies before Jake gave me a tour of Beth’s room and existing “toys.” Once I had a lay of the land we went out to the living room to relax and watch tv.

A short time later I heard the bedroom door open and Addison came shuffling down the hall in a hoodie and sweatpants. Her hair was brushed and her skin had a glow about it, but her eyes were downcast and her body language said she was unsure or herself. 

“Addison love, come here and sit on my lap please” I whispered. I could tell her shyness had returned in full force and that before we could go further, she was gonna need some reassurances from me.

As Addison came to me she glanced up at Jake with a glare full of hatred I remarked to her “Addison, Jake is our guest for the weekend and your bratty attitude towards him is not acceptable.” Her eyes were downcast as she muttered “but Sir he stole…” and trailed off.

“He stole what? Your pride? Jake helped you and I move our relationship forward in huge steps that would have taken us years. He helped you understand how to relax your mind and let go of your need to control. Jake unlocked your true submissive nature. You should be thanking him, not accusing him of stealing.”

I felt Addison shrink a little as she sat in my lap and I admonished her while she was wrapped in my arms. “Now, how do you feel?”

“A little sore, Sir. The things he made me do were…” Addison began before I injected “No. Did Jake force you to do anything? Did you say no? You did not. Jake allowed you to experience, he did not force you to do.”

“But Sir he… well he…” Addison trailed off

(Addison’s POV)

Laying there in bed my mind reflected on recent events, kept circling back to Chris telling me loved as he tucked me into bed. How? How could he still love me after everything that had happened did he love me. Perhaps he wondered they were not my actions or actions I preformed to survive the circumstances and was able to forgive. 

Dressing in my baggy sweats I headed towards the sounds in the living room noting oddly that despite the brutal fucking I had received, I was not as sore I would have wondered. Hoping to cuddle up with Chris, but still unsure of his acceptance of me I kept my eyes to the floor. I heard Chris ask me to come sit down and looking up I saw him, the asshole that had stolen the gift I wanted to give to my Sir and hatred filled my eyes. 

Surprisingly as I sat in his lap, Chris admonished me, telling that Jake was our guest and that my attitude would be tolerated. I tried to tell him what Jake had done, but the conversation returned to what I already knew. I had acted and been treated like a eager whore. Chris knew this, he knew I had cum more and harder than ever before. He knew that I had released all control like I had needed and that I had enjoyed it. He knew that while I wanted to deflect the blame to Jake, that was a lie. I had surrendered and craved the fucking I had gotten. I had needed it more than I had ever known and surrendering to Jake had been easy because of the hatred I had for him.

(My POV)

I glanced at Jake as I watched Addison mentally struggle with accepting that she had had a role in what transpired. I decided that the time was right to move forward with the plan. “Addison stand up.” As she stood our eyes locked and the seriousness of the situation became apparent to her by my expression. “I know that you recall the conversations we had where asked me to be more dominant. When you have told me that you want to be my submissive and that you want me to collar you. Now that you have experienced what being a submissive truly means, is that something you still want?” 

It was a pivotal question, her answer would determine which path our relationship would take from this point forward. Watching her head nod, I inwardly smiled and it began. 

“Slut I expect you to answer to Yes Sir or No Sir to my questions unless your mouth is full. Do you still want to be my collared submissive slut?” Without hesitation Addison replied “Yes Sir” in an almost gleeful tone of voice.

“Very well. From this point forward you will follow my instructions without hesitation or there will be consequences. I have a gift for you, but you are very overdressed. Strip slut.” I saw Addison’s almost imperceptible glance at Jake as she began pulling her clothes off and her beautiful nude form came into view. Her incredible tits capped by rock hard nipples stood proudly on her chest. Her taut stomach tapered with her hips and strong legs as they framed her bare pussy that was beginning to glisten as her body anticipated what was coming. 

(Addison’s POV)

Listening to Chris ask me if I still wanted to be his submissive made my heart race and my pussy start to throb. Knowing that because of the recent experiences we both now better understood what this lifestyle could be like, and that we both still wanted was an incredible feeling.

As I shed my clothes I snuck a very small glance at Jake. The feelings of hatred were different now, and in some way I was grateful for what he had shown Chris and I. 

Almost without wondered I walked to the center of the room and knelt as instructed. My knees were spread to the width of my shoulders, my feet were tucked under my ass and my hands held my hair high off my neck with my elbows pointing out and away from my body. I was ready to be collared by my one true Sir.

(My POV)

As Addison knelt in her submissive position I retrieved two of the items that Jake and I had stashed in Beth’s room. I tucked one onto the back pocket of my jeans as I stood in front of my gloriously nude girlfriend. Opening the box I pulled out a deep purple leather collar with a single silver ring at the front. 

“Addison with this collar you become bound to me as my submissive. You and your body are mine to do with as I choose. I promise to you that I will never abuse the power of being your dominant or cause you physical harm beyond what I know will bring you pleasure and release. In return, I expect compliance, loyalty, honesty, communication and your love. If I find out or feel that you have violated any of these conditions consequences will follow. Do you understand and accept?” 

Tears flowed gently from Addison’s eyes as she smiled and nodded yes repeatedly. Placing the collar around her neck I buckled it into place. 

“As my submissive you will refer to me as Sir in all situations. I will most commonly refer to you as slut but will use whatever names I feel are appropriate at the time.” Leaning down I wrapped her in my arms and gave her a deep kiss. Then placed her on all fours with her ass facing the couch as I stood in front of her. I tossed the item from my pocket to Jake who sat on the couch with a view of the sluts ass.

“Slut, time for your honesty. Do not start this phase of our relationship with lies. I have a series of questions and you will answer simply with a yes or no. Understood”

“Yes”

I nodded and Jake smashed her ass with my new leather flogger. Addison jumped but held her position. “Do you know what you did wrong slut?”

“Yes Sir. I forgot to say Sir after I answered your question.” Addison answered

“Very good slut. Do not let it happen again. Slut several hours ago when Jake first fucked your face and pussy, did you know it wasn’t me?”

“No Sir”

“Did you enjoy the fucking and treatment you received?”

Addison’s momentary hesitation in answering caused the flogger to strike her toned ass again. “Yes Sir!” Addison blurted out.

“Slut when I ask you a question you answer. Hesitation has consequences. Did you cum while Jake was fucking you before I arrived?”

“Yes Sir”

So let me make sure I find out. You were face and throat fucked then had your slutty pussy pounded by a man you hated and you not only enjoy it, your orgasmed?”

Again Addison”s hesitation caused the flogger to fall, only this time it fell twice in rapid succession and I saw a tear roll down her cheek.

(Addison’s POV)

I knelt on all fours fully displayed and proud to be a collared slut. I loved this man, and this man loved me. There was nothing I would do to disappoint or hurt him.

The first flogger strike was almost expected as I knew I had forgotten to include his title. I would not be making that mistake again even without the flogger strike. 

I had promised my Sir I would be compliant, loyal, honest, communicate and that he would at all times have my love. In addition I had promised myself would never disappoint or hurt my Sir. However these questions began to cause internal conflict. I was afraid that honesty in my answers about enjoying and cumming while Jake had fucked me would hurt and disappoint my Sir. 

“Slut did you enjoy your first short spit roasting that Jake and I gave you?”

“Yes Sir” I answered honestly

“Did you like when I gave Jake control over you while I was running errands?”

“No Sir”

“If I recall what I saw, Jake again fucked your face and throat. He used he belt to leash you while you licked and tongue fucked his ass. Jake pinched and mauled you tits and nipples, then when he told you to ride him, you grabbed the phone so I had a better view and throat fucked him before riding his cock with your slutty pussy. Lastly, he covered your face with his cum and you scooped it into your mouth. Yet you are telling me you didn’t enjoy him being in control?”

“No Sir, Yes Sir” I stammered

“Explain Slut” I heard my Sir growl

“Sir I did not like when you gave control of me to Jake, however the treatment and fucking that resulted from him being in control I did enjoy Sir.” I explained.

(My POV)

Listening to my Slut explain her confusion in answering my question I knew that leaving her with Jake earlier had been the right decision. Her hatred of him disassociated any confusion of the sex being for love. The sex was simply an act and that allowed her focus on her submission and the associated pleasures. It had also disconnected me from worrying about hurting the woman I loved. I had been able to witness what her body could endure and discover pleasure in. That gave me a road map for our future

“Slut when you were bound, blindfolded, gagged and flogged; did you enjoy that?”

“Yes Sir”

(Addison’s POV)

With my heart racing I hoped that Sir would not ask a question about the events that occurred after my flogging… “Slut tell me about what occurred after you were flogged. We’re you a good girl?”

“Sir please.” 

Swooosh smack the flogger fell hard on my ass time and time again. My body was conflicted with pain as it turned to pleasure and I began to moan. As the first moan left my lips, the flogging stopped. That which was my punishment had been taken away as soon as it became my pleasure.

“Slut I asked you a question. What happened after the flogging.” I heard Sir repeat

“Sir” I stuttered and began the tale of the taking of my ass. 

(Jake’s POV)

Listening and watching the slut tell her tale I knew that she was gonna be an amazing slut and sluts need encouragement as much as they need discipline. 

Watching the trails of moisture run from her pussy down her legs, I glanced at Chris who gave me a slight nod as he listened to his whore pour her heart out about her ass being plugged, then fucked while orgasm after orgasm ruined her body. As she began to tell of the ass covered cock fucking her face, I silently slid behind the slut, grabbed her hips and plunged my cock ball deep into her quivering cunt.

As her body shook with this newest orgasm, I heard Chris whisper Good Girl and plunge his cock down her throat.

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