1. Perchance to Dom Ch. 1


    Date: 6/9/2017, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, Domination/submission, Author: DiscipleN, Rating: 81.3, Source: sexstories.com

    I would take their abuse. I've kept my word, so far. Mostly." She might have laughed if the hollering in the next room hadn't been filling her eyes with tears. She led me to a staircase and took me up to her room. "They've fought before, but tonight, shit, you pressed every button on them." "They pressed most of them themselves." "I hate to think what tomorrow will bring." "Don't." I reached for her and held her. We sank to sitting on her bed. I might have offered my lips to hers. I don't remember. The house was suddenly quiet. "They're coming." She said scarily. I continued to hold her. There was a knock at the door. "Cheryl, will you come out, please?" My heart fluttered when she asked me, "What should I do?" "Stay here." I got up. I went to her bedroom door and opened it. "Mr. Sayer? Ms. Sayer?" "We called your parents." They must have found Cheryl's phone. Behind me, my first charge sobbed. "That won't solve anything." I said and closed the door as if I didn't care if they blocked it. They let us alone. My phone rang. "Son, we'll be there in fifteen minutes. Should I hire a lawyer?" "Not just yet, Dad." I hung up. "Cheryl, what would you like to do in the next fifteen minutes? We ended up naked, spooning under her covers. At one point, she reached around and felt my erection. She dropped it like a live eel. I told her, "I'm going to masturbate. Decide now where you'll put my ejaculate." I came in her hands. This time, they were as warm as her breasts against my back. ...
    Sighing, I crawled out of her bed and dressed. I left her in her room. "Hello, Father. Hello Mother." "Your boy refused to leave when he was asked. Please take him home." "I promised to stay with Cheryl for as long this night threatened her." "Walter, the law doesn't care what you promised. Come along." "Ed, may I?" "Yes. Of course." My father agreed. My mother knelt before me and looked very serious. "Your father and I care very much about what you promised. Sometimes you have to accept punishment without the reward of having done what's right." I turn to the Sayer's. "I think you'd better call the police." The room fell silent. I watched Cheryl's parent's faces twitch. Mr. Sayer spoke. "Will he leave in the morning?" "If that's what he promised. Walter may fib from time to time, but when he makes a promise-" "This is ridiculous!" Ms. Sayer burst. "I'm call-" "Shut up, Fi. You may have every reason to hate me, but this time it's about my girl. I'll decide how to proceed." And that was that. My parents left. Mr. Sayer dragged a futon into Cheryl's room. She had put on pajamas by then. After he closed the door. I got up from the futon and climbed into her bed. "Are you going to do what I say?" "That's what I promised, until morning." "And when is morning?" I reached for her buttons. "Whenever we wake up." She shucked her bottoms. I pulled the top over her arms and left it around her wrists. "Maybe we shouldn't go to sleep, then." "Whatever you say, Walter." My new erection found ...