PART THREE j – The Deal

  Chained and tied to the table all spread out helpless for me, he wasn't going anywhere, it was obvious. But with my soft way I was using, he nodded. I slowly pulled out, shushing him as I slow motioned my temporary withdrawal. I got the little cmp on, and I grabbed with my hand I had used as a depth gauge, and got the doughnut down to the cmp. The little instructions showed how you could move it without a face down partner realizing. How if the increments were tiny enough, they might not realize until much further down the rabbit hole.

  I scratched his back while I sweet talked him, with my ever so soft, melodic, bedroom mommy voice. Sugar mommy.

  "Shh. It's okay. We're going to do it again, but shh. I want you to see it. Well, this thing stays on…"

  I tapped his bandanna blindfold.

  "But you know what mommy means, right?"

  He nodded.

  "I promise, we're not doing anything you haven't already done. We stopped there, and you were fine, right?"

  Another nod.

  "So, I'm not going any further with you, than you're already comfortable with. Now… when mommy does this, I want you to try, okay? You'll see. You already went half way there. This is just that same half way, okay? So if you show me you're trying, by not screaming and crying, and you show me you can be good… then we'll see about taking this one off, okay?"

  I tapped his bandanna gag.

  "Shh. I'm going to show you right now, how mommy is being nice, and we just go back where we stopped. Where you were okay… now you were fine there, you were all settled down, and I stayed there. Show me how its still okay, show me how good you can be right now, and maybe we can take that off. Shh. It'll be fine, you'll see. Now…"

  I got around and got ready. I positioned myself just about to hit his ass with the head of my new toy. I gently pced the slick tip against his rabbit hole. He jumped.

  "One…"

  I gently slid just the tip in, and stopped. It went right in, there was no problem. He had taken this and more. He was surprised how easily it went right in, and didn't hurt like when I first popped it in.

  "Two…"

  I shushed him and scratched his back, as I slowly and smoothly slid back to where we had left off, and he now felt the big, soft doughnut touch him.

  "Three."

  He was nervous. He had been captured, and surprised with my hot little rape scene I had pnned on. I had threatened him, and been rough. I had tickled and teased and taunted him. Threatening him more. Now… I was being nice. He didn't cry or compin for three. The third time is the charm.

  "Now. Here we are. Right back where mommy promised. Told you, once you're there, its okay. Do you trust mommy now? Is this better than before? You like it when mommy's nice to you. Hmm?"

  He nodded.

  "Okay. Now, we're going to see, and we're going to see together. You can feel that, right?"

  I wiggled so he could feel the soft jelly doughnut against his butt.

  "That will make mommy keep her little promise. Mommy can't accidentally go too far, too fast. You feel that, right?"

  Another little nod.

  "All right. Let's see if its okay now. I told you, once you're there, it's not as bad. Mommy's going to move around, just a little bit. And you, you promised mommy you'd try. Now, if this goes okay, and you're really trying, we can take that thing off of your mouth, okay?"

  He nodded.

  "Okay, here were go…"

  I started moving slow, first little baby moves from where we were, then back. After a few seconds, I moved back more, and got a baby stroke back, slow, and back to the safety stop. I shushed him, I scratched his back when I was upright. As I got more movement, I finally got to where they could be called baby strokes finally. I gave a big, soft, gentle shush as I id down on him and ran my hands down his arms and back up, to cradle his face from behind and pnted wet little kisses on his face. Shushing him, whispering encouragement in his ears. I could feel his body under mine, and he wasn't jumping anymore. By the time I was getting full, slow strokes in and out, he had rexed and started letting it happen.

  I stayed down on him, and could finally actually fuck him some now. Shushing and kissing him and promising him how it was okay now, while I got slow, full strokes. I could go from just the tip barely in, to a slow full stroke up and pause at the doughnut pressing on him, then wiggle around like I was itching to. Roll my hips a little around, just like when I rode tops. I was riding him like I wanted, and finally showed him.

  "Ooh…"

  I had ever so gently pulled out at the end of an extra slow stroke back out, then paused still barely touching.

  "Shh…"

  I gave a long, gentle shush in his ear, as I came back in and slowly and smoothly came back up to the doughnut pressing on him. I continued the generous shushing and the wet little kisses, as I did it more.

  "Oh yeah…"

  I could now give full strokes. From pushing at the end, all the way in. All the way back out to where the tip was out and simply touching the rabbit hole, and smoothly enter and come all way back in, and roll my hips around obscenely there. I was enjoying it, and that's an understatement. I now had a perfectly willing captive, chained and tied all spread out to my kitchen table. I was fucking him captive and helpless. Really and honestly fucking him. I was doing the fucking. He was now settled down, and accepting it. I had been there. I let him hold me down and fuck my ass. And finally, so I would know, dared him to do it harder and quicker finally. Yeah, it hurts and even though you've learned to accept it and rex, its still uncomfortable. Then there's the final aspect of knowing you asked for it, and that you're getting it now.

  You can't say I didn't go first, I did. You can't say I didn't make sure what it would be like, I did. The person reading this can't say that wasn't fair. He can't say this wasn't fair, that I hadn't gone first, that I hadn't asked finally for the rough ride, then taken it like a champ for him. He admitted he liked the first one, he admitted he liked the other times. He admitted he liked hearing me squeal, feeling me squirm under him. Now here me and him are. He's helpless and willing. I'm fucking him now, and now I'm enjoying the same squealing and the squirming.

  We're half way there. I scraped my fingernail on his bandanna tied around in his mouth, knotted behind his head to keep the noise down.

  "That's better. Can we get rid of this thing now? Hmm?"

  He nodded.

  "Do you promise to try now, and we can talk nice? You can cry, and you can whimper and squeal, but I don't want any screaming. I want a willing partner for this. Just like I was a willing partner for you, when I let you do it, to me. Okay? You promise you'll be good? You promise you'll try for mommy?"

  He nodded more. All that hissing and bored breathing of before, when I was raping him rough, was gone now. He was just breathing heavy.

  "All right. But… mommy is trusting you, and you're promising mommy. If you go back on your promise, as nice as I'm trying to be right now? If you start screaming, or worse, telling me no? This thing is going to have to go right back in. I'm going to have to shove something in first. Like a dirty sock, and tie it in real tight. That's if you go back on your promise by screaming. Now, if you tell me no, and try to order me to stop? That's way worse. Instead of a dirty sock, it'll have to be a fresh bar of soap tied in real tight. Then, I'm going to go back to the way it started. Rough. Forcing you. I'll have no choice, but to do it even rougher and harder than this started. And you can scream and cry all you want, with your mouth all helpless. Is that how you want this to finish up?"

  He shook his head no.

  "You're sure? You don't want to dare me…"

  No, no, and no.

  I gently pced the coiled up bullwhip on the table by his head, and gently with my hands on his face, guided him to feel it. Patting his one cheek gently for emphasis. I let him feel it for a little while, before cooing in his ear.

  "If you break a promise to mommy, I'll have no choice but to punish you. Severely. You got all hot and bothered, and begged me to let your ass taste that, didn't you. I told you no, I told you it wasn't nice like mommy's other whips. But you were too horny, and begged to let your ass taste it. So, we had the basement. It's not nice like my other whips, is it?"

  No no no.

  "You even like getting a whip, and crying for me. You beg for it. But… this one is scary, isn't it?"

  Yes.

  "All right. So we have a deal. All you have to do, is try. Like I did for you, when you got to do it to me. All you have to do, is y there and let it happen. Like I did. You'll even like it that way. I did. Is that how you want this to finish? The nice way."

  Yes yes yes.

  "Okay. The other way, is the hard way. You get dragged down to the basement, in handcuffs. I'll pull you down with rope tied to your handcuffs. I'll tie your little handcuffs over your head, and you'll be helpless. I'll take this scary whip with me, and I'll show you how much more scary it can get. Its your birthday. You'll get 24 of that ying it on you bullwhip stroke. One after the other. You already know, that to keep it going, each one has to get harder and harder, and hurt more and more."

  "Then, you'll get twenty four wrap around strokes with the big, scary whip. You haven't even felt one of those yet, because I had you on the pole. You'll be out where I can get you with those. You'll get 24 of those in a row, too. Trust me, they will hurt. Bad. Real bad. But we won't be done, will we?"

  "You were so hot and horny, you begged for a couple shes. They were the tiniest ones this scary whip can put on you. You will get 24 of those scary bullwhip shes on you, and they won't be gentle licks like the first ones. When I'm done? I'll drag you right back up here, you'll go right back on this table, just like you are right now. And I'll finish what I started, except it will be way more rough. And you will have a dirty sock tied in, or maybe even the bar of soap… for the whole, nasty thing."

  I felt him trembling under my warm body pressed down on him. I had my legs pressed to his, and I was on my tiptoes which makes my big thigh muscles stand out, into the backs of his own thighs. I had my new toy half buried in his little rabbit hole, and was rolling my hips around slowly. This motion rubbed my warm skin over his where it contacted him. My erect nipples gently scratched his back, my thigh muscles standing out massaged the backs of his thighs just as gently. My hands were gently on his face. Holding his face to feel the scary, new whip I had given him a gentle taste of. The shudders at my naughty description made me even wetter.

  Oh, I was so wet it wasn't even funny. My thighs were moist. If I could wave a magic wand and instantly switch pces, the wet squishing noises from the first stroke to the st, would make that noise we could both hear when I took it wet. I paused with the safety doughnut gently rubbing the lubed slick area that was around his little rabbit hole now. I slowed my hip rolling to very slow, as I shushed him in his ear, wet little slow kisses between shushes as I untied the bandanna gag.

  Right before I removed it, I grabbed both sides and held him, like the reins of a horse I used to ride. One final coo of a warning, before releasing his mouth.

  "We have a deal, and you promised."

  He nodded slowly. I could see it, I could feel it if my eyes were closed.

  "Remember how this started, and just imagine how much worse it will be, when we finally get back to finishing that way. And as you can pinly feel, right there in front of your blushing little face… that's what will happen right before I go back to the rough way. If you ever took one of my polite suggestions before? You should take this one. I'm begging you, do not test me, and make me do it. You know I can, you know I will. Don't you…"

  He nodded more.

  "Okay, we'll try this the nice way. You seem to like nice now that you got a little taste test of what the rough ride would be like. You want the gentle, slow ride then. Right?"

  Yes, yes, yes.

  "You remember your manners, when this comes out. All right… let's see how this goes…"

  And I gave a couple final reins tugs, before ever so slowly running it side to side in his mouth I still held with it. Shushing and pnting those wet little kisses he enjoyed. Cooing between shushes. I stopped the gentle gag sliding at one end, and whispered to gently hold it in when I let one hand go. He did. I slowly pulled the wet bandanna out, sliding it out of the corner of his mouth. I lifted the blindfold, too. I gently guided his chin to look at the coiled up bullwhip in front of his eyes, and gently dropped the wet gag bandanna on it. I resumed the fucking. Stroking as much or as little as it pleased me to experiment with it. Pushing and rolling my hips around, when I chose to bury it in for a bit.

  "Mm… isn't there something you should be telling mommy right now, little boy?"

  I tapped my finger on the coil of the scary bullwhip, and fingered the very tip of the thin sh, and tickled his cheek with it. He realized what that meant, and I felt another little shudder go through him. I chuckled softly in his ear.

  He thanked me for taking the gag out, he thanked me for offering to try this nice, he thanked me over and over again, softly like I enjoyed hearing. I finally shushed then told him he was very welcome.

  "Mommy will forgive that one little slip in manners. Mommy will let that one slide. Don't let it happen again…"

  He thanked me over and over for letting it slide, he promised and swore he would be good now.

  "Now we can talk. Is this that bad, really?"

  He admitted it wasn't.

  "Do you see now, that when you just rex? It's not so bad, is it."

  It wasn't.

  "You can't stop it once it starts. I know. I tried. It just makes it hurt that much more. But… when you finally learn to rex and let it happen… its much better, isn't it?"

  "Yes…"

  "Hmm. I know. You told me, many times, that you love my twat. You love putting your cock in there. What do you say my twat is like, when you first go in… tell mommy…"

  "I can't believe what a nice small one you have. When you're such a tall, strong girl. Everyone says… they're wrong. It's tight the first time, every day."

  "Mm. Thank you. My twat opens up to take your cock though, doesn't it?"

  "Yes… and you're welcome…"

  I chuckled in his ear, he had remembered to say welcome, because I said thanks. Scared to not listen.

  "Hmm. And how tight was my little ass, when you finally got in there. I gave you a completely virgin hole, the only one I have to give you. We're not little kids, and I'm so sorry we didn't meet when I was a teenager. I could have given you all virgin holes. But I saved you one. Its yours, when I let you. What's it like? Tell me."

  "Tight."

  "Uh huh. And after you finally get in? What happens…"

  "It… takes it."

  "Yeah. Opens right up like my twat does, and takes your cock. Once I learned to rex, and not fight it, I even asked for a real fuck back there, didn't I?"

  "Yes."

  I flicked the little name tag on his colr. It dangled with my motions. It swung when I flicked it.

  "It says you're my slut. It says you belong to me. It says I own you. I didn't get it for you, as a joke. I put a lot of thought into it. Ever since that third date, out in the middle of nowhere. Where we could both be ourselves, and see. I told you then, our first night together. I pick you. I want you. I need you. Right?"

  "Yes."

  "I did. You accepted. You wanted more, and I gave it to you. You asked for more, and I gave you more. You loved it, didn't you?"

  "Yes, I loved it."

  "You don't leave. You don't run. You existed before I found you, and you would continue to exist without me. I'm the same. I existed before I found you. I would exist after you were gone. But I like it. Do you like it?"

  "Yes."

  "I know, trust me I know. You know I've been reading about our little hobby. I told you."

  "Yes, I know."

  "People that do what we enjoy doing, they have different names for each other, when they're pying. I picked mommy. I'm… the mommy. Who punishes her little boy when he misbehaves and needs corrected. Right?"

  "Yes."