Cassandra and Francis

wonderful yet again GH!!

Thanks. More plz

As always a great story GH! Please keep it going.

Cuckbob, azsuboy30, Trf2, Droppinby, rubben and subchard.

Thank you for your kind comments. I hope you will forgive me for not responding to each of you individually. At this time my private life is leaving me very little time to write. I appreciate your kind comments, they are the reamister I keep writing.

Mel

Over the past several years you have had a significant influence on my writing. You continue to reinpower the belief that my wife and I have in the romantic power of a dominant submissive relationship.

GH

Cassandra sat down on the bed and spread her legs. She was still wearing her panties. They were made of a nearly transparent lace. The crotch was reinpowerd with another layer of cloth, but I could still easily see the outline of the cleft of her pussy through the shiny material. Cassandra pulled on her nipples for a moment and then she slipped her fingers down to that satiny triangle of cloth and started rubbing herself .

"It's time for you to get down on your knees Francis. You've had your fun, now it's time for me to have mine. I want to see you crawl for me."

I stood perfectly still. I wasn't exactly sure how I should respond. I was a little taken aback by Cassandra's demand.

She stared at me. After a moment she pointed at the floor. "Francis in the restaurant you told me that you wanted to submit to my will. Was that just idle talk?"

I slowly shook my head. "No Cassandra it wasn't."

"Well then, what are you waiting for? Get down on your knees."

A little thrill rippled through me. This was one of my most secret fantasies coming true. I took a deep breath and obediently fell to my knees.

Cassandra extended her leg and wiggled her toes at me. "Francis crawl over here and kiss my feet."

Again I hesitated.

"Don't be shy Francis. I know you want to do it. Today while we were having coffee you couldn't take your eyes off of my toes."

I was immediately embarrassed. Cassandra was of course correct, I had been peeking at her feet the entire time we were having coffee; but I thought I was being discreet."

"Oh isn't that cute, you're blushing."

She held her foot out and wiggled her finger at me. "Come here Francis, show me that you understand exactly how a good little boy like you should treat a woman. Crawl over to me and kiss my feet."

My entire body was tingling with excitement, but I couldn't move. Fantasizing about submitting to the will of a beautiful woman is exciting, being faced with the prospect of actually doing it is frightening.

"Francis, I'm waiting."

I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, pushed my hand forward and started crawling over to Cassandra.

"That's a good boy, now show me that you know how to give a woman the respect she deserves."

I surrendered the moment I started crawling over to Cassandra. Submitting to her now became easy. I picked up her foot. Cassandra sighed as I reverently began kissing each of her toes. When my lips touched Cassandra's feet my inhibitions melted. In fact, I lost all self restraint and threw myself into worshiping her with unbridled passion.

Cassandra started giggling. "Oh my, we have discovered a little fetish haven't we?" She lay back on the bed and extended her other foot. "Clean them slaveboy; clean both of my feet with your wonderful little tongue."

I cradled both of Cassandra's feet in my hands and methodically licked them clean. It was a labor of love and while I was doing it my beautiful goddess reclined on my bed and enjoyed the sweet sensations created by my efforts.

Cassandra finally pulled her feet away and sat up. "Enough, that was wonderful; but it's time for us to explore some other delights."

She stood up, quickly pulled her panties down, kicked them off, sat back down on the bed and spread her legs. I was still kneeling at Cassandra's feet, but now I was staring at her smoothly shaved sex. She reached down and pulled the lips of her cunt apart. "Look at my pussy Francis, it's beautiful isn't it?"

I nodded. I was so excited that I just barely managed to croak out the words, "Yes Cassandra it is."

"Would you like to kiss it?"

I was mesmerized. I couldn't take my eyes away from Cassandra's pussy. I whispered a barely audible, "Yes."

"Beg."

I looked up at her. She was smiling at me.

"Beg, beg for permission to kiss my beautiful cunt."

I stared helplessly at Cassandra. I was stunned by this demand.

"Francis tonight at dinner I told you that I intended to subject you to a myriad of offenses. This is just the first of many."

I still didn't move or speak. Bringing carefully guarded fantasies out into the open is a difficult task.

Cassandra studied me for a moment and then she sighed. "Francis you're a masochist and I'm a sadist. I'm a dominant, you're a submissive. You want this and so do I." She stared at me. "Tell me you don't want me to make you do this. Tell me that at this moment you're not as excited as you have ever been in your entire life. Just say that and I'll pull you up next to me and we'll spend the rest of the night having quiet vanilla sex. I'll let you fuck me as many times as you can get hard. Is that what you want baby?"

I stared at Cassandra's feet. I knew she was right. The prospect of fucking a beautiful woman like her was appealing, but it paled next to the possibility of spending the evening as her servant. This woman understood me very very well. I longed to be her submissive masochistic slave."

"I'm right aren't I? Come on Francis, if I'm wrong prove it; stand up and take me like a man."

Now it was my turn to take a deep breath. I looked up at Cassandra and quietly said, "Cassandra may I please be allowed to lick your cunt?"

A wry smile formed at the corner's of her mouth. "What did you say? Speak up, I didn't hear you."

I repeated my statement in a louder voice. "Cassandra may I please be allowed to lick your cunt."

"At this moment, I think that it might be more appropriate for you to call me Ms. Riley. Men call me Cassandra or Cassie and you are showing me that you are certainly not a man, try again."

"Ms Riley, may I please be allowed to lick your cunt?"

"I don't know wimp, are you worthy of licking my cunt?"

I gasped when I heard Cassandra call me a wimp. She was of course playing out the fantasy perfectly. I was a masochist and the humiliating name sent a thrill of excitement rippling through me.

She heard me gasp. "What's the matter pussyboy, don't you like being called a wimp? A beautiful woman just invited you to spend the entire night fucking her and you're kneeling on the floor begging to lick her cunt. You must be a wimp."

I stared at her. I wasn't sure how I should respond.

"Say it pussyboy, tell me what you are."

Now I understood what she wanted. I swallowed hard and quietly said, "I'm a wimp."

"Louder!"

"I'm a wimp!" I nearly yelled it.

"Whose wimp are you pussyboy?"

"I'm your wimp Ms. Riley."

Cassandra patted the top of my head. "Yes you are Francis. Yes you are."

Both of us were quiet for a moment and then Cassandra said, "Pussyboy before I allow you the privilege of licking my cunt, I think you need to demonstrate your devotion to me."

There were butterflies in my stomach. I was beginning to understand that Cassandra had a very creative imagination. Part of me was excited by this knowledge, but another part of me was terrified by it.

She put her finger to her cheek and mockingly said. "What shall I make you do?" She smiled at me, it was a wicked smile and then she rolled over so she was lying face down on the bed with her legs spread and her feet on the floor. "Francis you may prove your devotion to me by licking my asshole."

Over the past several years I have spent a substantial number of evenings perusing web sites featuring stories, pictures and movies about dominant women humiliating submissive men. The act that Cassandra was now demanding that I perform on her was a staple of these web sites. It was also an act that I frequently fantasized about while I masturbated late at night in the privacy of my den.

Now however I was confronted with the prospect of doing it in real life. I hesitated. Pushing your tongue into another permister's asshole is a very degrading thing to do.

"Francis you know you want to do it."

She was right. I leaned forward. I could feel Cassandra quivering with excitement as I spread the cheeks of her beautiful rear. For a moment I stared at her puckered little anus and then I took a very deep breath, gathered all of my courage and pressed my lips against her asshole.

Cassandra cooed with delight.

Suddenly all of my inhibitions were washed away by an overwhelming surge of excitement. I was worshiping my goddess. This was something I'd secretly longed to do since I was a teenager and now I was actually doing it.

Cassandra gasped when she felt me probe her ass with my tongue. "Francis that feels wonderful; don't stop, please don't stop."

I pushed my tongue into her anus as deeply as I possibly could. Cassandra reached back between her legs and started massaging her clit. Both of us were totally consumed by our mutual lust.

Suddenly Cassandra arched her back. Every muscle in her body seemed to tighten. For a moment she remained perfectly still; she was like a coiled spring and then she screamed and her entire body started to shake.

I pulled back. I didn't understand what was happening. I watched. I wasn't sure about what I should do.

Gradually the convulsions tearing through Cassandra's body started to subside and she collapsed on the bed. I continued watching her. She seemed to be whimpering, she might even have been crying and then suddenly she started to laugh. She rolled over onto her back, grabbed my shoulder and pulled me up on top of her. As she held me in her arms she whispered, "Francis that was magnificent. I think it might have been the most intense orgasm I've ever experienced."

Everything immediately became clear. I'd never actually seen a woman have an orgasm before. My first wife certainly never had one with me. I was overwhelmed with pride. I'd actually made Cassandra cum. This was something I never imagined I would be able to do for a woman.

I raised myself up on my forearms, looked down at her and asked, "Would you like me to do it again?"

Cassandra started laughing. "Yes Francis, I'd like you to do it for me every day for the rest of our lives, but tonight I think we should experiment a little more. I think we might be able to find some other very interesting games."

Well, that was fun! Cassandra seems like a dream girl, and I'm anxiously waiting for the next episode. Thanks GH

Hey GH,
thanks for your message, I hope sincerely your wife and yourself have the relationship I have with Tony, I'm loving this story, I guess you know by now I'm sparodic on my internet trawls but I'm always happy to come here whenever Tony tells me your writing, foot and anal worship what a wonderful wonderful start to Francis' presentation to Cassandra...
I'll look forward to your next segment

Mel x

Thanks again GH,
Your story is fascinating. I anxiously await the next installment. However, I must say, part of the excitement is the wait.

Stormy, Mel and cuckbob

Thanks

GH

Cassandra pulled me back down so I was lying on top of her again, put her arms around my neck and kissed me hard on the lips. It quickly turned into a passionate kiss filled with intense emotion.

Suddenly she rolled me over and pinned me to the bed. She looked down at me and said, "Francis can I stay with you tonight?"

I laughed. "Of course you can, nothing in this world would make me happier." I got quiet and then I looked up at her with a very serious expression. "You can also stay with me tomorrow night and the next night and the night after that and after that I'd like it if you stayed with me some more."

Cassandra grinned at me. "I would like that Francis, I would like that very much." Now it was her turn to get very quiet. After a moment she said, "I intend to keep on seeing other men, can you handle that?"

I slowly nodded. "Yes Ms. Riley I think I can."

"If I live here, that means I may bring men here and entertain them in this room. You may or may not be at home."

I understood exactly what Cassandra was doing. She was laying out the parameters of our relationship. I appreciated it. I slowly nodded my head. "Yes Ms. Riley, I understand that."

Cassandra stared into my eyes. "Francis are you really willing to try this?"

I stared back at her. "Yes I am."

She grinned and then she leaned down and pressed her lips against mine. We wrapped our arms around each other and kissed with the intensity of new lovers. After a moment Cassandra sat up and leered at me. "I think it's time for my little slaveboy to learn how to give a woman a proper kiss."

She pushed me off the bed. "Time to get back on your knees Tinydick."

My body tingled as I got down on the floor. My entire being was already inflamed with sexual excitement and Cassandra's cruel taunts were now fanning those flames. I had willingly become her toy and now I was more than eager to submit to any indignity that might suit her whim.

Once I was in position Cassandra spread her legs. I stared up at her exposed cunt. She slowly drew two fingers through her glistening cleft and held them out in front of me. They were damp with her moisture. "Is this what you want Francis? Would you like to taste me?"

I breathlessly answered, "Yes Ms. Riley very much."

She smiled, pressed her fingers against my lips and nodded with approval as I opened my mouth and greedily licked them clean.

Cassandra let me suck on her fingers for a moment and then she pulled them away and said, "Francis it's time for you to learn how to give me head. Start by kissing me baby. Do it lightly, just brush your lips across my pussy."

Now I am an English professor who also happens to be an immaculate housekeeper. I know how to follow directions and I am obsessed by detail. If Cassandra wanted me to lightly brush her cunt with my lips, then that was what she was going to get.

I leaned forward and gently grazed the lips of her already moist pussy with my own lips.

Cassandra gasped. 'Oh yes Francis, that feels wonderful."

That was all the feedback I needed. I planted a series of very soft kisses along the length of her cunt. Cassandra didn't move. Her eyes were closed, the tension in her body seemed to be slowly building as I planted each kiss.

I softly blew on her cunt. I felt Cassandra shiver with excitement.

I kissed her again, only this time I extended my tongue and gently tickled the lips of her pussy as I placed each kiss.

Cassandra was wet, very wet. When I touched her with my tongue I tasted her for the very first time. It was good, in fact it was wonderful. As I tasted her I realized that giving head to this woman was the most exciting thing I'd ever done in my entire life.

My kisses became firmer. Cassandra cooed with delight. I closed my eyes and started to make out with her cunt.

"Lick me Francis, lick me with your tongue."

I did as I was told. I moved slowly but I was firm and deliberate. Cassandra reached down with both of her hands and spread the lips of her pussy. "Find my clit Francis; find my clit and kiss it."

I'd spent enough time on erotic Internet web sites to have a fairly complete understanding of a woman's anatomy so I knew where Cassandra's clit was located. I looked at it. She had a large clit and it was sticking out from the little hood of skin that generally served as it's hiding place. I smiled, my goddess was aroused.

Cassandra shuddered as I kissed it and cried, "Francis!"

I kissed it again.

She grabbed my head, pulled my face into her cunt and breathlessly whispered. "More!"

I started sucking on Cassandra's clit. She responded by wrapping her legs around my shoulders and locking my head in place. I kept sucking on her clit. She started rotating her hips. I heard her giggling with delight as she ground her sopping cunt into my face. I responded by closing my eyes and pressing my face into her sex. We lost track of time. Our only concern was Cassandra's pleasure.

Suddenly Cassandra stopped moving. I continued sucking on her clit. For a moment she sat perfectly still on the edge of the bed and then she screamed. It was a shrill, almost frightening cry. As she screamed her entire body started to shake. I stopped sucking on her clit, but she kept holding my face pressed into her cunt.

I waited patiently with my head locked between Cassandra's legs while the waves of pleasure tore through her body. When the convulsions finally started to subside she relaxed. I waited for a moment and then she freed me from the iron grip of her thighs and lay back on the bed.

I watched her from my place at her feet. I wasn't sure what I should do, so I just waited. Finally she sat up. When Cassandra saw me kneeling on the floor in front of her she smiled. "You really are a very obedient little slave aren't you?"

I didn't say anything, I just picked up her foot and kissed her toes.

Cassandra sighed. "Francis you are absolutely wonderful." She reached down and pulled me up on the bed. "Come on baby, it's time for us to cuddle."

While I was getting on the bed Cassandra noticed that I had an erection. She grabbed my little penis and laughed. "Oh my it looks like someone got excited when he was licking my cunt."

She kissed my cheek. "Lie down honey, Cassandra knows just what to do when her sweet baby gets a cute little erection."

She pushed me down so I was lying with my head on the pillows. Once I was settled she kneeled next to me. I gasped when she leaned over and put my erect penis into her mouth. This was the first time I ever experienced a blow job. My ex-wife was always opposed to oral sex, she thought it was dirty.

As I lay there enjoying Cassandra's efforts I had to smile. I remembered that when I walked into our bedroom on that fateful night, Emily had the football coach's huge cock in her mouth. Apparently oral sex was only dirty with me.

Suddenly I felt that wonderful tingling start to build in my loins. I decided that I had better warn Cassandra. "Ms. Riley, I think I'm about to cum."

She waved me off with her hand and continued sucking me without regard to my warning. When I started to cum she kept my cock in her mouth and amazed me by swallowing all of my semen.

Once I was done cumming Cassandra sat up and smiled at me. A small trickle of my semen was dripping from the corner of her mouth. "Francis, you're a very sweet gentleman, but when I give you a blow job you don't have to worry about cumming in my mouth. I love the taste of semen." She giggled. "I always swallow it."

Cassandra pulled my arm out, lay down and cuddled up to my shoulder. As we fell arelax she whispered, "Francis this was a wonderful evening.”

I smiled and and whispered, “Yes Ms. Riley, it really was.”

Tremendous GH, that was an amazingly good sex scene made all the more hot because of it's simplicity and gentleness. I think I'm going to like Cassandra a lot!

I second Stormy's feelings. Love the story.

TrF2

this has to continue........

GH,
For some reamister ( I was on holiday at the start), I never caught up with this story, then I thought I'd do all at once, but I couldn't wait. How glad I am that I didn't, and what a treat to do it all so far. You really are a star and your new troupe of players worthy of their task. Wonderful, I'm so glad the inspiration still burns as bright as this. Thanks GH.

This is great, keep it cumming
contdoc

All of you, thank your for your kind comments.

GH

Sunday morning I awoke early. As I lay in bed trying to chase the relax from my brain I realized that Cassandra was lying next to me. I looked at her. The events from the previous day seemed like an impossible dream, yet there she was relaxing in my bed.

For a few moments I watched Cassandra relax while I tried to makes sense of the turn of events that led to her presence in my bed. I finally came to the conclusion that it was one of those strange situations that would never make sense. As soon as I reached that conclusion I realized that I wasn't worried. Deep in my gut I understood that while many people might think we were an odd pair, Cassandra and I needed each other.

I slipped out of bed. I was careful to avoid disturbing my goddess. I pulled on a pair of gym shorts and a tee shirt and went into the bathroom. Once I was done in there, I went into the kitchen and started a pot of coffee. While it was brewing I took a package of cinnamon rolls out of the freezer, walked to the front door and retrieved my Sunday newspaper.

As I was pouring a cup of coffee I heard the toilet flush. A moment later there was a noise behind me. I turned, it was Cassandra. She was naked. I stared at her. I was mesmerized by her beauty.

She noticed me staring at her and smiled. "The expression in your eyes is very flattering, but I think I'd be a little more comfortable if you could lend me a pair of gym shorts and a tee shirt like the ones you're wearing."

I laughed. "It won't be as much fun for me, but I understand." I went into the bedroom and found a clean pair of shorts and a clean tee shirt. As I handed them to Cassandra I said, "Would you like a cup of coffee?"

She nodded. "Yes thank you Francis, that would be very nice."

There was an odd formality to our conversation considering our intimacy from the night before. I was a relative novice in this situation but I understood that it was probably fairly normal behavior for two strangers who awoke to find themselves together after a night of casual sex.

I motioned to the kitchen table. "Please sit down."

Cassandra sat down. I brought her a cup of coffee, put the cinnamon rolls in the oven, sat down at the kitchen table with her and opened the Sunday paper. "Do you like to read the newspaper?"

She nodded. "Yes, very much."

I handed her the front page and took the business section for myself.

For a few minutes we both read silently and sipped our coffee and then Cassandra suddenly looked up and said, "Francis listen to this."

She read me a story about a dog who rescued a family from a burning apartment building. I listened and after we talked about the incident for a moment we both went back to our reading. A minute later she started giggling and read me a story about a bank robber who tried to escape on the city bus after robbing a bank. I was laughing as I got the cinnamon rolls out of the oven and put them on a plate.

For the next hour we sat at the dining room table takeing coffee, eating cinnamon rolls and taking turns reading from the Sunday paper. It was a wonderful way to spend a relaxed morning. Once it was warm enough we moved out onto the balcony and enjoyed the morning sun while we did the New York Times crossword puzzle together.

As soon as we filled in the last blank Cassandra looked at me and said, "Francis, I've had a wonderful time with you, but I think it's time for me to go home."

I slowly nodded my head. The past twenty-four hours had been a fairy tale come true for me and I didn't want it to end, but I knew it was inevitable. Cassandra was a beautiful woman with a busy social life. I was quite certain there was large cadre of handsome men eagerly waiting for their turn to entertain her. I was a total nerd, I fully understood that I should be grateful that I was allowed to spend one wonderful day with this bewitching goddess. Nonetheless, I was still disappointed. At that moment I understood exactly how Cinderella must have felt as she watched her magical coach turn into a pumpkin.

We went back into my apartment. I quietly waited while Cassandra collected her things. Once she was ready we went out in the hall, got into the elevator and rode down to the parking garage.

We made the drive to Cassandra's apartment in uncomfortable silence. The relaxed, easy going feeling that had existed between us earlier was now gone. The air was thick with uncomfortable tension. It almost seemed like an evil wizard had cast a spell over us.

When we arrived at Cassandra's apartment she leaned over, kissed my cheek and said, "Francis, thank you for a wonderful evening."

I longed to take her in my arms and slady her with kisses, but I didn't. I was afraid. Instead I politely said, "It was my pleasure."

Cassandra nodded and got out of my car.

I sat helplessly at the curb and watched as the woman of my dreams walked up her sidewalk and disappeared into her apartment building.

After Cassandra was gone I sat at the curb. I couldn't bring myself to put the car in gear and drive away. I didn't want to leave, but I didn't know what else to do so I just sat behind the steering wheel and stared at the speedometer.

Suddenly my cell phone rang.

I picked it up.

"Francis?"

It was Cassandra.

I quietly said, "Yes."

"You're still parked in front of my apartment."

I was suddenly embarrassed. "Yes, I'm sorry Cassandra. I'll leave immediately."

"No please don't go, I'll be right out."

"I ahh..."

"Francis please stay there. I'll be down in a second."

Suddenly the front door to Cassandra's apartment building opened and she stepped out. For a moment she stood on the steps and stared at me and then she ran down the side walk to my car. She walked into the street, came around to the driver's side, pounded on my window and said, "Francis get out of the car."

I opened the car door and stepped out. As soon as I was standing in the street Cassandra threw her arms around my shoulders. As she hugged me she said, "Why did you let me go?"

I didn't know what to say.

Cassandra held me and said, "Francis, please don't leave me."

I put my arms around her and said, "I thought you were bored with me."

Cassandra shook her head. "You silly, silly boy; I'll never be bored with you. You're the most wonderful man I've ever met."

For a long time we just held each other and then Cassandra whispered, "Francis do you have anything you have to do today?"

I shook my head. "No not at all."

"Could we spend the afternoon together?"

I laughed. "Yes please! Nothing would make me happier."

Cassandra grabbed my hand. "Good, come upstairs with me. You can give me
a bath."

I smiled as Cassandra pulled me up the sidewalk to her apartment. What a wonderful turn of events. A moment ago I was in the throes of a deep depression and now I felt like I was on top of the world.

Wonderful again GH!
I was away for a couple days and quite anxious to return to see if you had added to your story. The wait was worth it all.

Such a beautiful story.
Love to read and always inpatient for next part...

cheers!
prologue

cuckbob and prologue

Thank you for taking for taking a moment to tell me you're enjoying this story.

GH

As soon as we got into her apartment Cassandra led me into her bedroom and turned her back to me. "Unzip me Francis."

I unzipped Cassandra's dress. She stepped out of it and she handed it to me. "Hang this in the closet and then go into the bathroom and draw me a bath."

Cassandra's manner had changed. Suddenly she was being very dominant. I was excited. I obediently hung her dress in her closet and went into her bathroom. As I was filling the tub she called to me. "Francis, there are some bath crystals on the shelf above the tub, use the lavender."

I looked at the shelf. There were five bottles of colored bath crystals. A bottle of violet crystals was labeled, lavender. I poured a scoop into the tub. The steam rising from the hot water immediately picked up the scent and permeated the room with the sweet fragrance of the violet colored flowers.

"Francis while you're waiting for the tub to fill you should remove your own clothing. As my slave, I really do think it's appropriate for you to be naked while you wait on me."

A little thrill rippled through me. Cassandra's use of the word slave was incredibly exciting. I quickly undressed. I was just placing my folded trousers on the corner of Cassandra's vanity when she walked into the bathroom. She was naked. I couldn't stop myself from staring.

She laughed when she saw my reaction. "It's always good for a slave to appreciate his Mistress."

Cassandra got into the tub and I gave her a long slow luxurious bath. Bathing a beautiful woman is an incredibly erotic experience. As soon as we were done Cassandra stood up and I wrapped her in a large fluffy bath towel while she stepped out of the tub.

She went into her bedroom while I took a quick shower. As soon as I was dry I joined Cassandra.

She was sitting naked on the edge of her bed. When she saw me come into the room Cassandra smiled at me and said, "Francis get down on your knees and crawl over to me. I want you to lick my pussy."

I obeyed immediately. My entire body tingled with excitement as I dropped to my knees, crawled over to my beautiful goddess and buried my face between her legs. I was living in a submissive male's fantasy land.

While I was licking Cassandra's cunt I thought about the fact that we were in the same bed that she'd shared with Bill Marvin on the previous afternoon. I was overwhelmed with envy when I remembered that yesterday that man had been allowed to fuck my goddess. As I pressed my tongue into Cassandra's pussy I wondered if I would ever be granted that glorious privilege.

I gave Cassandra three orgasms. Once she was fully satisfied she relaxed for a few minutes while I waited patiently on my knees on the floor at the side of her bed and then she said; "Francis, you're a wonderful lover and now it's your turn."

She pulled me up so I was lying next to her and wrapped her fingers around my erect penis. Her gentle touch sent shivers up my spine. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the wonderful sensations as she slowly massaged my tiny cock with her fingertips.

I came quickly. Cassandra continued massaging me while I orgasmed and let my semen dribble all over her hand. Once I was done ejaculating she stared into my eyes and licked my fresh cum off of her fingertips.

Afterwards we lay together enjoying the sweet after glow of our sex. While we cuddled I quietly whispered. "Cassandra will I ever be allowed to make love to you?"

She rolled over so she was facing me and said, "Francis, don't be silly; we just made love for over an hour."

I shook my head. "No, that's not what I mean."

Cassandra sighed. "You're asking if I'll ever let you fuck me?"

I nodded, "Yes."

"First of all Francis, the men that fuck me don't have to ask." Cassandra paused to think for a moment and then she continued. "Francis you're penis is so small and you cum so quickly that I think it might be too frustrating for both of us if I were to let you try to fuck me. Baby, I think it's much better if give you handjobs. That way you can cum as quickly as you want and you don't have to be ashamed of your tiny penis." She stared at me. "You enjoyed yourself this afternoon didn't you?"

I quietly said, "Yes I did."

Cassandra noted the tone of disappointment in my voice. She kissed my cheek and said, "I also promise to give you the sweetest little blow jobs you can possibly imagine."

I smiled.

She grinned at me. "Yes, you remember what I did for you last night don't you?"

I grinned back at her and slowly nodded my head.

Cassandra leaned over, softly brushed her lips against my ear and said, "Of course you have to earn those by being a very obedient little boy. You are going to be a very obedient little boy aren't you Francis?"

I quietly said, "Yes Ms. Riley I am."

How wonderful GH, I read this morning not having visited the site over the weekend, then I came home from work and was able to read more, as usual GH unhurried, well written, tantalising and really quite beautiful....thank you for taking the time..

Mel x

Thank you Mel.

I hadn't planned to post another segment until Thursday or Friday, but I just finished this part, so I might as well post it.

Writing erotica, takeing Canadian Whiskey and watching a Fleetwood Mac concert on television while your wife is out on a date is a wonderful way to spend an evening.

GH

We lay quietly in each others arms with our naked bodies pressed against each other. Both of us were enjoying the sweet contentment that follows sex.

Cassandra finally sat up and said, "Francis, can I stay with you tonight?'

I sat up and looked at her. "Of course you can."

She stood up. "I have to pack a bag. I'll need clothes to wear to work tomorrow morning."

"Can I help you?"

"Yes, I have an overnight bag in the closet; bring it to me."

I brought Cassandra her bag. She quickly filled it with the things she would need for the next day. As soon as she was done she said, "Let's get dressed and go back to your apartment."

When we got to my apartment we dropped Cassandra's things off and went for a walk along the river bluffs. It was a beautiful May day. The lilacs were in full bloom. We walked and talked in the warm sun and held hands like young lovers. We came across a path that led down to the bank of the river and followed it. When we got to the bottom of the river gorge we found a tree and a spot of grass. We sat down in the cool shade of the tree and watched the mighty Mississippi flow by.

It was almost six by the time we got back to my apartment. Cassandra sat at the kitchen table and sipped a glass of red wine while I made supper. After dinner I cleaned the kitchen while Cassandra sat in the den and watched television. She didn't offer to help with the chores. We never discussed who would be responsible for doing the chores. It was just assumed that I would do them.

After I was done cleaning the kitchen I joined Cassandra in the den. She was lying on the couch watching television. When I walked into the room she smiled at me and said, "Francis all that walking today wore me out. Come give me a foot massage."

I kneeled next to the couch and massaged Cassandra's feet while she watched television. When her program finally ended she sat up and said, "That was very nice, but now I'd like to do something a little more exciting. How would you like to look at Internet web sites together?" She winked at me. "If you show me yours, I'll show you mine."

"I thought we did that yesterday while we were standing in the line at the bookstore."

Cassandra shook her head. "No honey we did it last night in your bedroom."

I laughed. "Yes we did, and I loved every minute of it."

Cassandra stood up and patted my face. "I know you did and we'll do that again a little later on, but right now I want to see your favorite Internet web sites. You know the ones I'm talking about."

I nodded. "I understand. Wait here, my lap top computer is in my office. I'll go get it."

"No I'll come with you. I peeked into your office last night. You have a very comfortable looking desk chair."

"Yes but that's the only chair in the room."

Cassandra stared at me. "Why would we need another chair? It's just going to be you and me isn't it?"

"Well yes..."

"Then one chair will be plenty. You can kneel on the floor next to me."

Whap! Cassandra slapped my butt. "Come on pussyboy, it's time to go into your office and read some good hot stories about what women like me get to do to wimpy little pussyboys like you."

As soon as we got into my office I turned on my computer. While I was doing that, Cassandra took off her jeans and panties. She handed them to me and said, "Fold these up and lay them on the table. When you're done take off your own clothes. I've decided that it is time for show and tell after all." She giggled. "Show and tell, I like that. I'm going to show you my pussy and then I'm going to tell you to lick it."

I quickly undressed. I was much too excited to appreciate Cassandra's joke.

As soon as I was naked Cassandra wiggled her finger at me and said, "Francis come over here and kneel underneath your desk."

I did as I was told. Once I was in position Cassandra sat down in my desk chair and pulled it up to my desk. Suddenly her naked cunt was directly in front of my face.

"Francis before you start licking me, tell me the name of your favorite erotic web site."

I thought for a moment and then I told her the name of a famous cuckold web site.

The moment Cassandra heard the word, cuckold she looked down at me. "That one is your favorite? Oh my that is interesting."

I was suddenly very embarrassed. I'm certain my face turned beet red.

Cassandra noticed my chagrin and reached down and patted my cheek. "It's okay baby, I know exactly what the word cuckold means and if you find a site dealing with that topic to be exciting..." She laughed. "Well, I have to say that it makes me very happy."

I looked up at Cassandra. Her comment had transformed my embarrassment into excitement. I took a deep breath and said, "Ms Riley, may I please be allowed to kiss your pussy?"

She looked down at me. In a breathless voice she said, "Oh yes Francis, I think that would be very nice."

I closed my eyes and leaned forward. I heard Cassandra gasp when she felt me press my lips against her moist cunt. For a moment I just kissed her and then I slowly pushed my tongue into the cleft of her pussy. While I was licking her, I heard Cassandra begin typing the name of the website into my computer.

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Cassandra waited while the site loaded. After a moment she said, "Look at all the different areas. Cuckold Stories, we'll have to read some of those. Here's a section on feet." She giggled, “I'll bet you visit that section from time to time, don't you footboy?"

I looked up and grinned at Cassandra and then I kissed each of her toes.

She playfully slapped my forehead. "Keep your tongue in my pussy slaveboy, I'll let you know when I want you to kiss my feet."

I pushed my tongue back into Cassandra's cunt. She was very wet.

She sighed when she felt me licking her again. "Oh that's much better."

She leaned over my computer. "Let me see, what else is here? Oh my, cream pies." Cassandra rubbed my head. "Pussyboy, do you fantasize about licking a man's cum out of my cunt after he fucks me?"

I stopped kissing her pussy for a moment. Cassandra's question got me so excited that I started shaking. It was an involuntary reaction. I was embarrassed, but I couldn't stop.

Cassandra laughed. "Look at you, you're so excited that you're quivering. Maybe I should have made you lick Bill Marvin's cum off of my sheets yesterday."

I froze.

Cassandra looked down at me. "Oh my, you would have loved that wouldn't you?"

She started chuckling. "Well cuckboy, you've found the right girl. This particular fantasy can be easily arranged."

I was a little embarrassed. Admitting that you're willing to lick up another man's semen is not exactly the kind of secret a man wants to divulge to a woman on their second date.

Fortunately Cassandra ignored my embarrassment and continued reading. "What else is here? Interracial, that's hot. Hey Francis, wanna watch me suck a big black dick?"

I smiled at her and went back to licking her cunt.

She kept reading. "Sissys and chastity, What's this? Lets open this up."

Suddenly I became very nervous. Part of me was excited about what Cassandra was going to find, but another part of me was terrified."

There was silence for a moment and then Cassandra said, "Look at this, cuckolds in panties. Now that is hot. Will you do that for me Francis? Will you be my little sissyboy and wear panties for me?"

I stopped licking Cassandra's cunt and bit my lower lip in an effort to try to control my reaction to her question. I was incredibly excited, but I was a little embarrassed about admitting it to Cassandra.

"Look at you! You're so turned on that you can't even keep your tongue in my pussy." Cassandra patted my head. "It's okay Francis, the more I learn about your fantasy world the more I like it." She giggled. "I thought I was kinky, but I think you might even be kinkier than I am. Sweetie we're going to have so much fun together."

Somehow Cassandra always knew exactly what to say to make me relax. I looked up at her and smiled.

She grinned at me. "Now be a good little boy and get back to eating my cunt."

Cassandra sighed as I pushed my tongue back into her pussy and started licking her again.

She was silent for a moment. I assumed that she was reading something and then she suddenly yelled, "Francis this is amazing."

I looked up at her.

"There's a picture of a man who's penis is locked inside a plastic case."

I nodded. "It's a male chastity belt."

"But it's not a belt, it's more like a plastic tube."

"I know, they just call them belts. I think chastity cage is a better name."

"So you know about these?"

I nodded. "Yes I do."

"There's a lock on it. That means he can't take it off."

I smiled at her. "That's right, the woman who put it on him is using it to control his freedom to have orgasms."

Cassandra was quiet for a moment and then she said, "You mean he can only cum with her permission?"

I slowly shook my head up and down.

Cassandra was silent for a long time. She was obviously thinking about this. Finally she said, "Francis that is so hot. A man who agrees to wear one of these chastity devices is surrendering his freedom to enjoy sexual pleasure to the woman he loves. His cock and balls become hers. I think that might just be the ultimate act of presentation."

"I suppose that you could look at it that way."

Cassandra took a deep breath. "Francis will you do that for me? Will you wear a chastity cage and let me hold the key? I want to own your cock and balls. Will you give them to me?"

I looked up at Cassandra. She was staring down at me. My stomach was churning. At the same time my entire body was tingling with excitement. I was afraid, but I was also aroused. Deep inside me I knew that all my life I'd been waiting to surrender to a woman, a woman of power, a woman like Cassandra.

I closed my eyes and swallowed hard. "Yes Ms. Riley, I will wear a chastity cage for you."

Cassandra grinned at me. "Francis suck on my clit. I want to cum. I want to cum right now. Suck me, suck me like you sucked me last night."

I found Cassandra's engorged clitoris and placed my lips around it. She gasped when I started sucking on it. This time I flicked it with my tongue while I sucked on it.

It was only seconds before Cassandra started shaking and screamed out, "Francis I love you!"

OMG! GH, you do capture the intimacy of the Dom/sub relationship!
Thank you SO much for sharing!

Great writing GH. Thank you.

TF2

There you go again. Wonderful characters GH.