Chapter 4

I was totally confused by Tara.

We got back home after our sex-filled weekend ... and then there was nothing happening between us.

Tara was aloof, and distant ... she seemed to be avoiding me.

This went on for over a week.

I found myself looking at Lana in a different light ... knowing that she was a sexual submissive, and that she was almost certainly not wearing any panties under her dresses. And judging by the jiggle of her breasts, she wasn’t wearing a bra either.

Finally after 10 days I was able to corner Tara.

“What is going on here? ... We screwed each other’s ass off over a couple of days ... and now there is nothing between us” I asked her.

She smiled back at me.

Then she replied with “Did I ever say that we had an ongoing sexual relationship?”

I thought back ... and yes ... she hadn’t made any such commitments.

“But I thought...” I stammered.

She cut me off saying “You thought that you owned me ... owned me because you had stuck me with your big fat black cock”.

“You seemed to enjoy it” I countered.

“I did ... but an ongoing relationship has to be based on much more than sticking me with your ebony monster” she retorted.

“What do you want from me?” I asked with some frustration.

“You know what I want” she replied as she walked away ... leaving me confused.

Tara was away for the next 7 days at a technical conference.

Daily she sent me a text message ... the same message that asked “Are you prepared to do what I want?”

Everytime I replied with “What do you want?”

I got no response. I was totally frustrated.

It was now just over two weeks since we had fucked. Tara had returned from her conference. It was a Friday afternoon, and everyone had gone home ... except myself and Tara.

We were in my office. I was seated at my desk, and she was pacing back and forth in front of my desk.

“Will you please tell me what you want?” I begged her.

She smiled and shook her head at me.

“You need to pay attention ... don’t let your dick rule your life” she replied.

I sat at the desk silently for a couple of minutes before I quietly spoke words that I had never spoken before to anyone.

“I will do whatever you want”.

“Anything that I ask” Tara retorted.

“Yes ... Anything” I replied in exasperation.

Tara smiled and then walked around the desk. She held out her hand, and said “Come with me ... you will do what I ask”.

She led me to the lifts, and instead of going down she pushed the UP button.

She placed a finger across my lips saying “Do not speak until I give your permission”.

Tara had taken on the role of dominatrix - I was submissive to her.

We entered the lift and she selected the top floor of the building. Riding the lift upwards in silence I wondered what I was submitting to.

The lift arrived at the top floor, and she led me down the passageway to a door which she opened with a card key. She opened the door, and led me into an almost dark room.

“I want you to undress ... hand me your clothes” she commanded me.

I quickly complied, handing her all my clothes.

She pointed to a door.

“Walk through that door about 10 feet. I will be dark, but there is nothing to fall over or to run into. Stand there and wait”.

Tara disappeared back through the door that we had entered.

I walked slowly to the door, opened it and walked in, closing the door after me. It was totally dark - I could not see my hand in front of my face.

I waited ... and waited.

Then I smelt perfume.

Then I felt soft hands touching me ... touching my back ... my arms ... my chest. My cock responded by getting very hard very quickly.

I then realized that I felt more than two hands on me. The hands were all over me ... except my cock. I wanted to be touched but I didn’t push the issue for fear of offending my tormentors.

“Whack!!!”

My ass has been slapped quite hard by an open hand.

I didn’t complain - I took the punishment.

My other ass cheek was slapped just as hard. I held my resolve not to react.

My hands were grabbed, and I was moved slightly ... my hands were placed on the back of what felt like a chair. I was bent over at the hips. My feet were nudged apart. I felt very exposed in this position.

My fears were realized when my ass was again slapped hard ... harder than before. The punishment only lasted for a minute or so.

I was left with a stinging ass for a couple of minutes.

Then I felt hands on my ass, spreading my ass cheeks apart ... and then a wet tongue spearing between them and across my tight anal pucker. My asshole was being licked, with the tongue burrowing into my ass.