Surrendering - Sex Stories

Surrendering

... breath, the roar in her head begins to diminish and she can feel a little of the fear subsiding. Standing back, I make a show of looking her over. As I stand leering at her, " Take off your jacket." My tone, so menacing and primal, drives straight through her. She is startled at the command in my voice and suddenly feel very small and powerless again. Her breath catches in her throat and she hesitates. When I step toward her again she finds herself fumbling for the over sized buttons that hold her jacket shut. I watch intently as she finally pulls the last button free and shrugs out of her jacket. She can do nothing but watch as I slowly reach for her jacket and take it from her shaking hands. Brandy begins to tremble as the cool air in the garage dances across her skin. The silky top she had chosen to match with her skirt does little to shield her from the bite of the air. She feels the goose bumps raise all across her skin, to her dismay, feeling her nipples tighten and harden. She starts to fold her arms across her chest but stops immediately when I hiss my disapproval. She licks her lips again, her mouth suddenly dry, letting her arms swing lifeless to her sides. She can't help but swallow hard as I again step closer. My power and confidence is palpable as I step directly in front of her. My movement is calculated, like a hunter stalking my prey. She shivers again, and not just from the cool air. " Turn around and face the wall", I command. A soft sob escapes her lips as ...

... she complies. Slowly I wrap one of my hands into her shoulder-length hair pulling her head back. " You will do as I command, you will not question, and you will not hesitate. And you will address me as Sir. Do you understand?" She tries to nod but can't as I pull her head back further. " Yes", She gasps. She yelps as I pull harder and she blurts out desperately, " Yes, Sir! Yes, sir!" I release her hair leaving her panting. Brandy is trembling head to toe as she rests her forehead against the rough brick, trying to collect herself. " Hands on the wall." She doesn't move quick enough. Suddenly, sharp pain courses through her right ass cheek, the sting of my slap on her cold skin sending her heart into her throat. " I'm sorry," She blurts out, quickly putting her hands on the wall. I grab her by her hair again yanking her backward; pulling me back so far I fear I am going to fall over. Pressing my face into hers, I growl " You want to me my one night stand? You want me to fuck you like a bitch in heat?" " Yes...Yes...Sir." She managed to gasp. Abruptly I push her face-first into the brick wall. With my hand on the back of her neck, I pin her face to the rough wall, her throbbing left cheek pressed hard into the uneven surface. " Stick your ass out," I growl and she moves quickly. I kick her legs apart until she is spread-eagle and quietly sobbing. " Not a sound, do you understand?" " Yes, Sir", She whispers. Her head is turned away from the street opening, she is left to stare ...