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“Teaching Pam a Lesson”
It was the second week of July in the summer of ‘04, and I had been traveling on the road for most of that week in a small Atlantic province attending various seminars of a national business conference. It was so hot I can recall the small pellets of sweat forming on my brow as soon as I stepped out of my air conditioned rental. All I could think of that day was that I would soon be home lying in the arms of my beautiful, sexy girlfriend, Pamela.
Pam and I had been seeing each other for approximately two months by then but I had fallen completely and absolutely in love with her. Pam was much more than your average pretty woman. She was a definite head-turner, and she knew it. She was a couple years older than my thirty-three years of age but she was the type of woman who knew how to use her sex appeal to her advantage. She has beautiful long blonde hair flowing over soft, tanned shoulders which support the most beautiful, perfect breasts I had ever seen on a woman. She was as pretty as she was confident with those beautiful full lips, always glossy and sparkling when she smiled. She had me under her spell.
And soon I would be home with her.
I had not called her in the past couple of days so I thought I better give her a call and tell her I would be home soon. That is when I would first learn that beautiful women have tempers, too. I would learn that Pam was not the kind of woman to be ignored, not even for a few hours within a day. As soon as she answered the phone, I knew I was in trouble. She made it clear to me that I needn’t bother coming home as she was going out on the town and planning to have her own fun that evening. She then hung up on me.
Call me old fashioned but I’m a strong believer that when it comes to relationships, a man has to establish his dominance quickly. Otherwise, the woman will forever walk all over him. So I immediately called her back. She answered and hung up on me once again. I called a third time and she refused to answer the phone. I could feel my blood starting to boil under my skin and with the sun already beating its hot rays on my already over heated body, I began to pace around my car like a mad bull.
It was a four hour drive before I could make it back to my hometown and see Pamela. I pulled out a cigarette and thought that I had better calm down before I hit the road for the long drive, and even then, I probably wouldn’t get to see her as she would already be out on the town. Regardless, I crushed out my cigarette and began my journey home. A four hour drive does a lot to calm a hot tempered man down. As I drove, I started to think about how I could teach this woman that regardless of how sexy and beautiful she was, she must still be obedient to her man.
I had read some about dominance and submissiveness in the bedroom but I always believed I was not that aggressive to do the things that dominants would do to their submissive women. I also fantasized about fake rapes but strictly in the fantasy state of mind. But I must admit, it always got me excited to think about it. I started to think about what I could do to Pam for getting out of line with me on the phone. What could I do to her that would make it clear to her that I was the man in charge, and that if she was to stay with me she would have to learn to obey my command. The more I thought about it, the more excited I became.
It was not until I drove past a sex shop on the side of the road that I made up my mind that tonight I would make or break this relationship. I would stop and buy the necessary tools I needed to enforce my discipline. I would find her, take her away from whomever she was with and wherever she was, and punish her. I would ensure beyond any doubt that her role in this relationship was the submissive one. So I walked into the shop and for the first time (in a relationship sense) felt this amazing sense of power overwhelm me. I bought ties and blindfolds, ropes, belts and a few other special surprises.
I climbed back into my car feeling like a new man. I was a man on a mission. I drove for the next two hours planning what I would do to her when I found her. I had so many things running through my head I was unsure how I would do this. When I arrived into town, I knew there could only be one or two places that she would go to with her friends. I drove around town until I found their car, and I pulled up close to them but in a place where my car was hidden from public view, and I waited. The longer I waited, the more anticipation overcame me. I was feeling like a stalker, a predator hiding in the dark shadows for his prey. And before too long, I saw her. She came walking out of the bar, a bit tipsy from too much wine I assumed, and she was all alone. It looked like she was stepping out to have a smoke as she stopped just before my car and started digging through her purse.
By this time, I was standing in the shadows under a large elm tree beside my car. Although she was only steps away from me and my car, she could not see me. I watched her pull out a cigarette and take a long drag off of it. She was so beautiful. I knew that a woman of her beauty was a big attraction in a small town like this. She was a Florida girl visiting her mom in a small neighborhood in a smaller town. But tonight, this bar would not have the privilege of her beauty. She was mine. She belonged to me and I was about to take what was mine, whether she approved of it or not.
I pulled out the pair of black leather gloves from my jacket and slipped them onto my hands. She was about halfway through her cigarette when I snuck up behind her and threw my arms around her, one hand clasping over her mouth and the other pulling her free arm behind her. I caught her by complete surprise. I could feel her struggling under my grips but she could not break free. She was trying to scream but only muffled whimpers came from her as I held tightly onto her mouth with my gloved hand. I pulled her backwards and opened the back door of the car and forced her into the back of the rental. I was glad I had gotten a rental as she didn’t recognize her surroundings. I didn’t say a word as I pushed her hard into the back seat, pulled out a gag, forced it into her mouth and then quickly put a tie around her head. I pulled out a blindfold and wrapped it around her. I then quickly but firmly tied her hands behind her back. I could hear her muffled screams and I knew she was scared but I didn’t care, I was in complete control. Finally, I tied her legs together. As I struggled to tie her feet, I could feel the hardness grow between my legs. I grew even harder when I noticed her short skirt riding up her legs.
I jumped into the front seat and looked around the street. I let out a sigh of relief when I realized I was in the clear. I looked back and I could hear her muffled cries through the gag and I could see her arms still fighting to get free, but after a few moments, she just slumped into the seat, with only an occasional whimper. As I pulled out onto the street, I thought to myself, ‘tonight, she would learn her lesson’.
As I pulled out away from the downtown city lights and onto the highway, I turned up the radio to a loud heavy-metal music station and pulled out a cigarette. The loud heavy music only contributed to my state of aggression. I couldn’t believe this incredible sense of power taking over my normally reserved self. I had Pam, tied and gagged in the backseat, and she had no clue as to my identity. Perhaps now she was wishing that she had been nicer to me on the phone and that she was with her ‘safe’ unassuming boyfriend right now.
I wanted this night to last and I wanted her never to forget it. But the overwhelming sense of power, combined with my excited state of arousal, was too much for me to ignore. After only a few miles out of town, I pulled off the highway onto an old deserted road. I had to release myself at that moment. When I stopped the car and turned the engine off I could hear nothing and see no movement in the backseat. But when I opened the car door and began to pull her out by her tied arms, she began to kick and scream again. This only made me feel more powerful.
I pulled her out of the car by her hair and shoved her on the back hood. I squared her around so that her ass was facing me and I pulled her skirt up exposing her sexy sweet ass. She wasn’t wearing any panties and I felt even a greater tinge of need for punishment. I once told her that the only time she could not wear panties was when she was with me, but she obviously didn’t heed my warning. I was going to fuck her right there. I thought of being hard and rough and fucking her in the ass and even unzipped my pants and pulled my hard erect cock out. I could hear her whimpering even with the gag still in her mouth. But all of a sudden, I had another idea. Instead of fucking her, I started slapping her ass. First, I was slapping as hard as I could, leaving red marks on her white flesh. Then, I pulled off my belt and began whipping her. I was whipping her so hard she began to cry. I could see the belt marks on her ass under the light of the moon and it made me harder. I then let her fall to the ground, onto her knees. For a moment, I thought I might have been too rough but that thought quickly disappeared.
I turned her body around so that she was facing me, still on her knees. By this time, she was submissive. I reached around, still without saying a word, and untied the tie around her mouth and she spit out the gag. But before she could say anything, I shoved my cock hard into her mouth. I was a bit fearful at first for she could have done me harm. But I grabbed her by the hair on both sides of her head and shoved my cock so deep into her mouth that all she could do was gag. I rammed my cock deep into her mouth several times and just when I could feel myself getting ready to come, I pulled her head hard into me and I could feel my cock sliding to its full length down her throat. She started to choke but I held on and came deep down her throat. I didn’t pull out until I knew I was completely spent.
But what surprised me most when I pulled out, rather than scream or yell into the midnight sky she began licking and sucking up my cock. It was feeling so good I let her clean up my cock and I could still feel the blood rushing my cock hard as I was so turned on. In a loud but short whisper, I called her ‘bitch’ and whispered into her ear, ‘you’re a bad girl’. I then told her that this was only the beginning of her night. I gagged her once again and threw her into the back seat and drove back out onto the highway.3
At this point, I realized that she had no idea where we were or where we might be going. I was in complete control and it gave me a wonderful sense of power. I turned up the radio and set out for home.
I pulled up into my drive and parked the car. I opened the door and helped her out of the backseat, still gagged and bound. I knew it was only a matter of time before my identity would be revealed to her. The thought of giving up my identity would probably shock her and I didn’t know if she would be pissed at me or not. But I thought to myself that this was my game, and this was my lesson to her and it was not quite over yet. Besides, my cock started to grow again as I had pulled her out of the car and I still wanted to discipline her in my own way.
My house is in a very secluded area and I thought that even if I took off her gag, she could scream all she wanted and it would be okay. But I was not about to take off her blindfold. So I unwrapped the tie around her mouth and let her spit out the gag once more. I then grabbed her forcibly and pushed her face down onto the front of the car. I then reached around the front of her and ripped open her shirt, exposing her beautiful wonderful breasts. I couldn’t help but notice that her nipples were completely hard. The touch of her breast turned me on so much I had to suck them so I turned her around again and fell to my knees in front of her and began to feverishly suck on her nipples. Her hands were still tied behind her back and I was having my way with her. I could hear her moan now in pleasure and I knew this was turning her on. It was turning me on. I couldn’t take it anymore. I flipped her around over the car, and pulled my cock out into the cool night air. I spread her legs as far as I could with the leg ties still around her and pulled her ass out as far as I could. I wanted to fuck her pussy hard and when I put my hand down between her legs, I could feel that she was wet and turned on. Without waiting any longer, I shoved my cock deep into her and began to fuck her with wild abandon. I was pounding into her as hard as I could. She was bent over my car, and she was screaming into the night. The more she screamed the more it turned me on. Before long, I could feel myself about to come again and just before I was about to release, I pulled out and took my cock into my hand. The sight of her bare ass under a faint light, with her arms still tied behind her back, and her still moaning and groaning, was too much. I grabbed her hair by the back of the head, pulling hard on her and started coming, jerking myself off all over her ass.
After I was done coming, I fell onto her. I laid my body onto her, feeling spent and was breathing heavy into her ear. I knew the time had come.
I then whispered softly into her hear, “baby, I love you”. I turned her around, took off her blindfold and kissed her hard. When I pushed her back and looked at her, she was smiling.
“Baby, I knew it was you” she said, laughing in her wonderful way.
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