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Billy’s future

NOTE: This scenario is a fantasy continuation of this post from a friend of mine:

https://pleasemaamno.tumblr.com/post/636968272886218752/billy-had-just-learned-all-about-swearing-he-was

Billy’s heart raced as he pushed open the door slightly and peered inside his sister’s room. There was Samantha, beautiful, blond, apparently changing into her sleeping clothes for the night. Samantha was staying over with Billy’s sister Adalyn. Adalyn was in the shower and Billy was spying on Samantha for a moment, feeling himself growing more aroused by the second.

Of course, having Samantha around reminded Billy of the fateful night a few years ago when his sister and her friends had stripped him naked and spanked him for swearing, a night he’d replayed over and over in his mind - the most humiliating, yet somehow most thrilling and erotic, experience of his entire life. He hated that he had loved it so much, and felt a strange and inexplicable urge to endure another spanking from a girl.

The boy had lost sight of Samantha as he remembered the night of the spanking, and suddenly the door was pulled inward and the boy fell to the floor at Samantha’s bare feet. The girl, wearing her top but in her panties, pushed the door closed and before Billy could move, she had him pinned down beneath her.

“Let me go!” He cried, blushing at his quick capture and feeling embarrassed that he was aroused.

“Sssshhh,” Samantha urged. “Just relax, you know I’ve got you. Just surrender, Billy, you’re my prisoner now.”

Somehow, her words both calmed him and made his humiliation and arousal worse. How could that be? He relaxed beneath her.

“I surrender,” he told her. “I’m your prisoner.”

“Good boy,” Samantha told him. The boy was already shirtless - he’d been preparing to go to bed himself when he realized Samantha might be changing. She turned him over and reached for her pants nearby, and ordered the boy to put his hands behind his back. When he obeyed, she bound his wrists with her belt.

“Why are you tying me up?” Billy cried. “What if Adalyn gets out of the shower?”

“Oh, you’re her prisoner for the night too,” Samantha explained. “But I am not entirely sure you’re not going to enjoy it, at least a little.”

Samantha put him on his knees, then walked over to the bed. She sat down and looked at him.

“Now,” Samantha started. “Do you remember the night me and the other girls spanked you?”

He dropped his gaze, embarrassment filling him. “Yes.”

She paused. “I noticed that little body of yours had a bit of a reaction,” she told him. “Now it’s time to see if I can get that same reaction from you. Walk over here, and I will take off those pants of yours and put your naked body over my thighs for another spanking.”

Tears sprang into his eyes. He didn’t want another spanking, but he knew, without a doubt, it was about to happen to him anyway. He was already captured and tied up.

The boy rose on shaky legs and moved to the beautiful female. She whisked off his pants and boxers, leaving him naked before her, and then ordered him to get across her legs. Billy stared at her thighs a moment and heaved a sigh of surrender as he lay across them, feeling his privates against her smooth legs. She caressed his bottom.

“Time for you to be spanked,” Samantha told him. “And I am sure this will not be the last time you get spanked over my legs, silly Billy.”

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Again I would like to thank everyone for their wonderful comments and it amazes me that you enjoy this old lady's kinky thoughts. I truly love thinking up new ideas and trying them out. If it inspires others and helps them to make their own female-led relationships more exciting, even better.

Many of you expressed your wish for me to post our rules and now that I have, I feel the need to explain a few things.

Most dommes don't like having too many rules as they like to keep it simple but I'm a little different and have an extensive set of rules. Why do I create so many rules?

Femdom is my hobby, my passion and I like to think and fantasize about it often. By reading and spending so much time thinking about the subject, I have learned what my preferences are about a lot of things.

A wife-led marriage means that I get what I want, so my preferences are of the highest importance. Turning them into rules ensures that I consistantly get what I want from our relationship.

By learning his rules, he is memorizing my preferences. Consider it an encyclopedic knowledge of my wants, needs, and desires.

When we decided that our female led relationship should be 24/7 and permanent, certain rules were instituted to ensure my absolute control. All of these rules have been thoroughly discussed and agreed to before implementation, taking into consideration both of our wants, needs, and fetishes. By signing off on each one, he promised me to obey them at all times. By signing off on them myself, I have promised to strictly enforce them and punish consistantly if they are broken.

Over time, some things have been added, while others have been dropped, based on our needs and learning what is practical. It is a dynamic list, subject to change without notice, and completely on my whim. Some rules and rituals may be put away for a while, and brought back at a later date just to keep things fresh.

We take these rules very seriously, otherwise the relationship would seem fake and hollow to us. We both want my control to be real and absolute. Some rules control him physically, while others control him mentally.

These rules dictate my behaviour also, as it is my duty to ensure a proper level of strictness in my handling of him and to maintain the level of inequality our relationship requires. This all sounds so cold and clinical, but I assure you, lots of love and affection are given at all times, and I never punish while angry.

Some are 'zero tolerance' rules. These require the harshest punishments and are the most strictly enforced, and I expect them to never be broken, even once. In the beginning, he 'accidentally' broke a few. I think he was testing to see if I would consistantly follow through and be as strict as I promised. I was, and his backside paid the price.

He learned to respect how highly effective my cane is in correcting his behaviour and knows that I have no problem using it. In fact I enjoy it immensely, as I have written elsewhere.

While at the time it was a rather nasty lesson for him, he loves reliving the experience over and over in his mind since it gives him a deeper feeling of submission knowing it can happen again at any time. He is such a good boy, and avoids breaking the zero tolerance rules now. The weekly maintenance spankings with the paddle handles the little things.

He loves feeling submissive to me, and through trial and error, I have determined that subjecting him to moderate humiliation on a regular basis (in a very loving way) has a positive effect in making him feel more obedient and submissive. Some of our rules are specifically for this purpose, like making him drink from baby bottles, licking my shoes instead of kissing me, or eating from a dog dish on the floor.

They are only enforced at home though, as I would never humiliate him in front of others. Nobody else knows that our marriage is wife-led, and we intend to keep it that way, an intimate secret that we share between us.

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