His Queen

As Lindsay stepped out of the university campus, she immediately caught sight of William waiting for her by his car. They were about to spend the evening together at his place, so he came to pick her up. Smiling wide, she quickened her pace, almost running and greeted him with a hug, pressing her head against his chest.

-Hello Lin! -- he greeted her, returning the embrace, stroking her back and waist -- How was your day?

-Hello Will! Boring so far, but hopefully you'll change that -- she answered, raising her gaze to him without pulling away from the embrace.

-I'll try my best -- he said with a chuckle -- Are you hungry?

-No, I just had lunch.

-You had it quite late...

-Couldn't have it earlier, had a lot of lectures today.

-How about a coffee then?

-Coffee date, like the first time we met? Still being cheap? -- she teased playfully.

-Well, not exactly like that. There's a fancy café that just opened a few days ago. They have some interesting coffee specialties from around a world, and some nice

pastries. Wanna try?

-Yes!

She released him and headed to his car, ready to take the passenger seat, when she felt him gently grabbing her hand.

-How about walking there? It's not far, about six to seven minutes, on the far side of the park.

-Okay, lead the way!

As they strolled through the park, they seen the usual people they'd expect there on a Friday afternoon, bored pensioners, joggers, parents playing with their kids and their family dog. As a twenty something blonde, wearing sports bra and very short running shorts ran past them, Lindsay instinctively squeezed Will's hand hard, who was noticeably looking in the other direction, probably on purpose. They walked past some benches, on one of them a couple making out, so completely absorbed in each other, as if the world around them didn't exist.They look so... normal,she thought.But we look completely normal too.She thought about the evening they spent together last weekend, and wondered. Even though she tried what Will wanted, and after all she liked it too, she still couldn't wrap her head around how unexpected that was from him. She looked at him, and seen an athletic, confident, traditionally masculine guy. And she, walking by his side, considered herself a feminine woman. Like a totally normal young couple.Would people look at us and imagine me ordering him around in the bedroom?

Will was right about the café, it was a nice place, with nicely dressed servers bringing them their orders. Lindsay had a Japanese ice coffee with a slice of lemon tart, while Will was sipping a Brazilian blend. Her thoughts from earlier still wouldn't leave her mind, and since they were sitting in a corner, far from the other patrons, drinking their coffee in peace, she thought it's the perfect occasion to bring it up to him.

-You know, I was thinking...

-This is off to a bad start -- he teased her.

-Shut up! -- she scolded him playfully, then continued -- I was thinking about last weekend. You know, what we did, or rather how we did it.

-You enjoyed it, right?

-Wasn't that obvious as I was lying on you, panting with satisfaction? -- she asked back, giggling -- Of course I did. It's just that when we first met, or even when we had sex earlier, I didn't expect you to have... those kinds of desires...

-Did you think every man who likes to be dominated by a woman is a hairy, overweight, fifty year old dude, wearing a balaclava, like in those hardcore BDSM videos? -- he joked -- Or a femboy with cat ears?

-Nooo, I didn't even seen any of those videos, to have such references -- she said, blushing, then wagged her index finger at him -- really naughty of you that you did!

They both chuckled a little, then she continued.

-It's just that I never seen you as a shy, awkward guy, but always as manly and strong, not just in appearance, but in character too, chivalrous and ever so confident, not afraid to take the lead and get things done.

-And you don't see me like that now? -- he asked, with comically exaggerated concern in his voice.

-Of course I do! Otherwise I wouldn't be with you -- she winked, then continued -- It's just a bit hard for me to understand this... duality.

William was silent for a few seconds before answering.

-Well, it was hard for me too when I discovered it in myself, as a teen, not knowing what to do with it. Was even ashamed of it at the beginning, and the crude rejection from my first ex, when I brought it up to her only exacerbated that. When I tried searching for porn that would cater to this desire, what I found were mostly exaggerated, twisted versions of the things I wanted, so couldn't really enjoy that either.

Lindsay didn't say a word, just listened attentively.

-I always wondered if people would think about me, the sporty, easygoing guy with great social life and good grades, then later a well-paying job, that I would want to submit to a woman, rather than dominating her. And I was really careful to protect my secret. Then once I read an article about socially dominant, professionally successful men being more likely to be submissive in bed. And it all made sense to me then. After doing all the work, making decisions, keeping everything under control, it just feels so good to let go and let someone else take the lead.

He put his hand on hers, stroke it, and looked deep in her eyes.

-It was something I yearned for a long time, but couldn't experience. Not until I met you, and you gave it a try. And for that, I can't be thankful enough.

A warm smile spread through Lindsay's face. She loved to make his boyfriend happy, and loved it even more when he shown gratitude in return. And while Will's answer to her question was still something she couldn't fully relate to, it was something she could accept.

-But don't worry -- he added with a smile -- I still like normal, non-kinky sex too, and won't say no if you ask me to take you in doggy.

When they finished their coffee, and Lindsay her lemon tart, Will waved to a server, and paid with a generous tip. Walking back through the park, Lindsay saw that the „normal" couple from earlier was still on the bench, still kissing, but now she looked at them through a different lens.She'll definitely spank his ass tonight,she thought, smiling to herself. Then she got an idea. Last week she did some shopping to have everything she'd need to fulfill Will's fantasies, but in the end, only used a fraction of her new „arsenal". Most of the things she bought laid in her wardrobe, in the apartment she rented with two other young women.

-How about we go to my place, instead of yours? -- she asked out of the blue.

-What about your cockblo... I mean, flat mates?

-Hey, don't call them that! They are good friends of mine, and will be away for the weekend, only coming back on Sunday -- she leaned closer, before continuing quietly, with a mischievous smile -- So don't worry, they won't be blocking anything.

-In my apartment isn't anyone either. Aside from Tony. Are you shy in front of Tony?

-No, all I want is him watching us from his aquarium with those weird reptilian eyes, while trying to swim to us through the glass -- she said, her voice cracking with laughter.

-Well, I have him since I was twelve, and probably will have him for another twenty or thirty years. He has seen, and will see a few things.

-But not tonight.

-Why not? At my place I have a bigger couch, bigger screen, bigger and more comfortable bed...

-I have a few things too that will make it worth coming to my place.

-Such as?

Not wanting to spoil the surprise, she had to come up with something quickly.

-I... wanted to make dinner for us. Just found a new recipe and I have to try it.

-We can do that at my place too, I...

-Yes, you have a better oven with convection. But the meat is already marinating in my fridge, and I don't want it to get spoiled.

Then we could pick it up from your place and bring it to mine,he thought, but didn't say it. He saw that she was very persistent, maybe had something in her mind.

-If you insist... But next time we go to my place.

-Deal! -- she said with excitement.

On the way to Lindsay's place, they talked about the usual things, work, college, friends, and continued for some time even after they arrived. The apartment wasn't small, at least not for one person, or a couple, but three of them lived there. The bedrooms were small, only having space for a bed, a desk, a wardrobe and a nightstand. Will sat down on the bed, and hoped that Lindsay will join him, but she sat before her desk instead and opened her laptop.

-You want to watch a movie? Why not on the TV in the living room?

-No, I will study.

-Now, seriously? When I'm here.

-I have to -- she told him, but it wasn't true. She didn't have any exams any time soon.He won't mind it when he gets compensated for being deceived,she thought -- But you can watch something if you want, just don't turn up the volume too much.

-Oh, come on, don't tell me you invited me so that we can ignore each other while together!

He was right, but Lindsay didn't want him to know. She wanted to lead him on, get him a bit frustrated, so tried to appear genuinely annoyed when she answered.

-Look, I need to study, keep yourself occupied with something, just for an hour!

What the hell is wrong with her?he thought, and with a resigned sigh took out his phone, something he hoped he won't have to do this evening. While checking the notifications, Matthew, one of his friends messaged him.

*hey bro! I'm going downtown with the boys, have a few drinks, wanna join?

*Can't now, I'm at Lindsay's

*having some action? :D

*No, not really, I wouldn't have replied then

*then what's stopping you from coming :D

*I don't think she would appreciate if I left

*isn't she already mad at you if you're not banging?

*I don't know, she's acting strange :/

*very sad... anyway, we're going

*Have fun!

Not knowing what else to do, he laid back against the headboard and started doomscrolling. He was only interrupted sometimes by Lindsay's loud groans while she stretched on her chair, sometimes even yawned.Whatever she's studying must be really interesting,he thought sarcastically, before looking back on his phone screen.

Lindsay on the other hand, was doing the whole thing intentionally. She just opened her notes from the last lecture and scrolled to the middle of the document, but didn't read a single word from it. She was more occupied with raising Will's attention in subtle ways. Even her jeans slid down a bit „accidentally" as she shifted on the chair, revealing her panties, and she let out a loud yawn to make sure that he looks over there. She wanted him to watch what he can't have yet, to become impatient.

After what felt like eternity for Will, Lindsay closed the laptop and stood up.

-Time to make dinner.

-I'll help you -- Will offered, getting bored of his phone.

The kitchen was simple and relatively small, but equipped well enough to prepare a good meal.

-I'll prepare the meat, the fries and the sauce -- Lindsay said, as she handed him a chef's knife -- chop some vegetables for the salad.

After trying to slice a tomato, Will examined the knife's edge with disappointment.

-This is as blunt as a stick -- he exclaimed, and immediately started searching the drawers for a whetstone.

Lindsay looked at him and a faint smile appeared on her lips. She liked that he was so hands-on, sleeves rolled up, moving the blade on the stone with practiced movements. After a minute of sharpening, he pushed his thumb against the edge gently and concluded:

-As sharp as the day it was new.

Since Will's share of the work was much less, he finished earlier, the salad already seasoned, he watched Lindsay fussing with the sauce. He couldn't not notice that the waist of her jeans is much lower than it should be, revealing almost a third of her butt. He stepped behind her and started messing with her hair.

-Not now, the sauce is not ready yet...

He ignored her objection and put his hands on her waist. Then his right hand began to trail off, until it reached the exposed upper part of her ass.

-William!

She turned around in a flash, slapped his hand with the wooden spoon, and pointed it at him.

-I said not now, I'm still working on it!

Will, with a disappointed look on his face, licked the droplets of sauce the wooden spoon left on the back of his hand.To me it tastes like it's ready.He sat down by the table and waited.

Lindsay's new recipe was really good, and Will praised her for it. She was proud of herself, and rightfully so. After they loaded the dishwasher, she told him she'll go take a shower.Now it's my time,Will thought.

-Mind if I join? -- he asked.

-Not at all, just wait until I get you a clean towel.

She could've just told him to grab one from her wardrobe, but she didn't want to take the chance that he might accidentally discover her surprise in there.

In the shower, being naked in front of each other, Will got hard quickly, without any touching. As they were lathering their bodies, he reached toward Lindsay's back, trying to help her wash the hard-to-reach spots, and maybe escalate it to a make out session or even shower sex. But she pushed his hand away.

-Stop! I'm not in the mood.

He pulled back, and started to get really frustrated, but tried not to show it. They were finally naked, and she still didn't let him touch her. His dick, also disappointed, started to get soft again. When they were done, he left the bathroom with the towel tied around his waist, while Lindsay tied hers above her chest, and another smaller one on her head.

Back in the bedroom, Will sat again on the bed, waiting for Lindsay to join him, but to his disappointment, she sat before her desk and opened the laptop again. He let out a frustrated sigh and stared before himself.

Now his patience won't last for much longer,Lindsay thought. So far everything went as she planned, attracting Will's attention, then pretending to ignore him, pushing him away, and getting him frustrated. She knew it was a matter of minutes now until he loses it, and searched in her browsing history for an erotic story she read earlier, for some inspiration.

-You know -- Will said after a few minutes -- when I was in college I didn't need to study this much. Especially not when I had someone over.

-Well, I'm glad you're such a fast learner -- replied Lindsay, with pretended annoyance in her voice, barely being able to contain her excitement that her work is coming to fruition -- But I need to go over my notes a few times to memorize it.

-What are you even studying now exactly?

-I... uh...

Noticing her hesitation, Will stood up and peeked over her shoulders, to see the laptop's screen. The detailed description of a sex scene he seen on it forced a naughty grin on his face.

-Wow, so that's why your fixed on that screen so much! Studying some... erotic sciences?

Lindsay stood up and turned to him, forcing a really angry expression on herself.

-How dare you snoop at my screen?! -- she reprimanded him, while pulling of the towel from her hair -- You act so inappropriate William, you need to be punished!

Despite the harsh tone in which she started speaking, by the end of the second sentence she couldn't help but break into a broad smile. She swung the small towel, hitting Will's side with its corner.

-Hey... what's gotten over you? -- he asked, laughing, as he tried to defend himself.

-Grab the footboard!

-Why, what the...?

Instead of an answer, she started pushing him. He suddenly realized what she wanted, smirked and stopped resisting. He leaned forward, his hands gripping her bed's footboard as she told him to.

-Now I will teach you a lesson in good manners -- she said, as she began whipping his back with the towel.

The strikes stung, but weren't particularly painful, and as Will let out an „ouch" or „ow" every time he got hit, he was also chuckling. As he heard terry cloth silently hitting the ground behind him, he looked back over his shoulder and seen that Lindsay was swinging the small towel so vehemently, that the bigger one fallen off of her, exposing her body completely.

-No peeking!

As he turned his head back forward, he felt her hands grabbing the towel on his waist, yanking it off, revealing his ass cheeks. Now instead of the small towel, she slapped him with her open palm. It stung even more, as evidenced by his twitching with every hit. After turning both of his cheeks red, she stood next to him, leaned close to his face, and asked quietly:

-Now, do you think you have been punished enough, and will be a good boy for me?

-Yes, my queen -- he answered.

-But I don't think so -- she said with a mischievous smirk, and walked around him, to the wardrobe -- Not yet, at least. But I think I just have the right tool to discipline you.

He watched with hungry eyes her naked form, bending over, reaching for something deep in her wardrobe. As she was leaning forward, he could see her slightly puffy lips from behind, a few drops of her juices already glistening on them. As she stood up straight and turned back towards him, he seen a whip in her hands. His eyes widened. It was not just any whip, but a cat o' nine tails.

Lindsay smiled at his surprised expression. She brought her hands together, one holding the handle, the other the end of the tails, pulled them apart repeatedly, and the leather made cracking sounds. As she got back behind him, and pulled her hand back for a strike, she got a bit of stage fright.Should I just start hitting him right now? I never used anything like this before, what if I hit him too hard?She took a deep breath, leaned forward, and began stroking Will's back. There were still some rosy marks on his skin, she kissed a few of them gently. Seeing his muscles relaxing, and hearing a quiet moan from him, her confidence slowly returned. She lifted the whip, placed it on his shoulder, and slowly, painfully slowly dragged it across his back. When it was on the small of his back, she leaned to his ear and whispered:

-I will whip you with this, handsome. And you will count the strikes for me.

The only answer she heard from him was inhaling and exhaling loudly.That probably means he's excited,she thought,or at least I hope so. He isn't objecting.She stepped back a little, to have some space for swinging the whip. She didn't want to make the first strike that hard, only to get a feel of it for herself, and see how he reacts. After pulling back the whip to her hips, she swung from right to left, with moderate speed. The tails hit his thighs just a little below his glutes. He didn't shudder or hiss.Maybe I can hit a bit harder then.A few seconds passed before he said it.

-One.

Smiling, she pulled back the whip on the other side, before striking to the opposite direction, now with a bit more force. This one left a faint mark on his butt cheeks, and she wasn't sure if she seen him flinch a little.

-Two.

She felt a strange excitement. On their first session she didn't do any impact play (aside from that one affectionate butt slap), because she felt like that would be too much for her mentally and she wouldn't like it. The riding crop she held then was mostly just an accessory, to set the mood and establish her role. But now, it felt incredibly sexy that her strong, masculine boyfriend lets her, the small, fragile woman whip him. And not only that, but he's even counting it for her! Having him obey her when she told him to lick her or fuck her felt good too, but him obeying even when it involved something painful for him, that was something different. She felt like despite him being much stronger physically, she had power over him, because he was so much into her. Wanting to feel more of this, she continued swinging, gradually increasing the strength of her strikes, and giving some encouragement with each one.