Chapter 6: Rules are Rules

“Come on, Mike, don’t look so shocked,” Gwendolyn admonished me. “We both know you thrive on my assertiveness,” She grinned and raised an eyebrow. “And you adore how much I love sex! You love to obey me when I am at my horniest. This isn’t any different.”

“It feels different,” I said sullenly. “I can’t stand the idea of someone else having you!”

“You’re thinking of it all wrong. No one’s ‘having’ me.”

I stared at her.

“I’m using them. I’m in control. Always!” She was fierce and magisterial.

It was small comfort. My face must have shown how I felt: bereft. She caressed my cheek again and then leaned in and kissed my on the lips.

“Trust me, Mike. I know best. You know I do. Have I steered you wrong yet?”

She certainly was sure of herself, and I was not. That much I could admit. And I knew that I was not going to stop her from doing whatever she wanted.

“You’ll see. It’s going to be glorious. Anyway, it’s not like it’s already happening. I don’t even have anyone in mind “ She picked up her bag. “I’ve got to go, two classes back to back. Want to meet back at your room at four-thirty?”

“Okay,” I mumbled.

“Good!” she said brightly. “I have a surprise for you.” She kissed me on the lips and walked away.

Gwendolyn was in the room when I got back. She was siting at my desk looking through my postcard collection.

“Darius let me in,” she said by way of explanation. “He was just leaving, going to the gym.”

“Cool. I’m glad you didn’t have to wait in the hall.”

“He said he knew who I was when I introduced myself. So you told him about me?”

I blushed. “I told him I had a girlfriend now.”

She got up and put her arms around me. “Yes, you do!” she said emphatically. She kissed me and groped my rapidly hardening cock.

“He’ll be gone for a least an hour, so we have plenty of time.” She gave my now erect cock a squeeze and stepped back. “I have a new test for you. Are you ready?”

I nodded. “Yes, Gwendolyn.” I was already in worship mode.

“I want you naked. Right now!” she commanded, and she began taking off her clothes too.

We stood facing each other, both of us naked. She grasped my rigid cock and smiled up at me.

“You see? My cock is always here for me. Always ready. Like you. That’s how I know it’s mine.”

She squeezed it gently, proprietorially. I moaned quietly, quite unintentionally. A trickle of precum began to run.

“I want you to lie down on the bed,” she said. She released my cock and licked the precum off her knuckles.

I lay with my head on the pillow and my arms at my side. Gwendolyn got on the bed and sat on my lower legs facing me. She was so beautiful and regal despite the questionable throne. Her naked form was tantalizing. She picked my cock up off my belly where it was leaking precum into my navel.

“For this test, you have to lie perfectly still. No moving. Except your mouth; you are allowed to speak. Okay?”

“Okay,” I said, remembering just in time not to nod my head.

“Now,” she said, stroking my cock very slowly, “you aren’t allowed to cum until I say so, understand?”

“Yes, Gwendolyn,” I said reverently. My arousal was synonymous with worship.

“Good boy,” she said, increasing my euphoria. “So, do you want to cum in my hand?” She continued her slow, gentle strokes. “So I can feed you your cum from my hand?”

“Yes, please, Gwendolyn,” I answered, enchanted. It was a dream. To be milked and fed by Gwendolyn’s divine hand!

“Or,” she pronounced authoritatively, “would you rather cum inside my pussy?” She watched my face, her eyes wide with excitement and mischief.

“What?” I was so surprised that it took a couple of beats before I managed to say, “In your pussy!” I almost forgot, in my excitement, that I was required to lie still. I took a deep breath. “Can I? Can I cum in your pussy?”

“Yes,” she said, sounding a little smug, but oh so sweet, “but you still can’t move and you can’t cum until I tell you.”

“Yes, Gwendolyn,” I said fervently, “I understand. Yes! Please?”

Gwendolyn scootched up my legs on her knees, got herself in position, and lowered herself onto my cock. I watched, observing her physicality with awe. She bit her lip in concentration as she reached for my cock beneath her to line it up. She settled down on it, slipping it easily between her slick lips, hot and snug and deep.