Random acts of malice aka Reasons why I love him so much
Somewhere at the beginning of our relationship. We are sitting on a couch, cuddling and fooling around. Suddenly he says “I've got something for you.”
Oh, how nice, what might it be? I light up and begin wondering. He stands up and walks towards his bag.
“It’s something small. And I'm not sure if you don't have one already.”, he says walking back, smiling, with his hand behind his back.
I don't know why, but the thought that immediately pops up in my head is that he bought me a collar. He had to somehow suggest it to me and my mind is very quick to pick up these kinds of ques. My thoughts start racing. Did he really? Did he get me a collar? I don't entirely believe it. We've only started dating. But… he said it's small and I might have one of those… What else might it be? I become excited. I think he bought me a collar! My eyes must be shining now and my heart starts beating faster.
Then he throws at me my legging that I left at a rope jam and asked him to pick up for me. In seconds my excitement is gone and I'm left disappointed and pouting.
“What are you making a sad face for?! Are you not happy that I brought you your legging? Ungrateful little bitch.”
“I'm grateful. Thank you, Sir.”
“Good”
crying inside of disappointment
A couple of weeks into dating. We just came back home from the movies. It was the first time that we went to the cinema together. We went to see The Artist & the pervert, an amazing documentary about one of the most famous composers of the XXI century, Georg Friedrich Haas, and his wife/slave, Mollena Williams-Haas, performer and storyteller, with whom he has a 24/7 master-slave relationship. The movie was great and raised a very interesting conversation on our way back.
We got home, sat together on a couch and started cuddling. Suddenly he says excitedly with a big smile “It was our first movie date together!” I grin back, my eyes shining, heart warmed up and head full of thoughts on how amazing our relationship is, how sweet it is to go on a date together, how close we are getting, how our next dates might look like…
And slap! He hits my face really hard and starts laughing. All the lovingness is gone and I once again recall what our relationship really is about, him toying with my feelings in the cruelest ways possible.
After very intense play when he denied me sex with him once again after about 2 months of waiting, which made me break down in tears and screams for about an hour and left me completely brainwashed, he texts me in the evening.
“Hmmm… I can't wait to fuck you :* “
“God… You didn't have to tell me that…”
“No, I didn't :) “
First time I'm spending a night at his house and we're finally going to have almost an entire Sunday for ourselves. He calls me to the bedroom and then asks,
“So what time is it?”
It was around 11 am I think.
“We have time until 5 pm. Should be enough for you to find some random stranger and make him fuck you. And you better don't come back before that.”
What?! What?! WHAT?!
My heart sinks. I did tell him that I fantasize about him giving me away to other people and making me fuck them. But not like this. Not now! I want to be with him! This is our Sunday.
He looks at me with this impenetrable expression and asks, “What's wrong? Isn't this what you wanted?”
“Yes, I did… But… Not… Now…”
“Do you feel like you're not ready yet?”
I am starting to panic, What if this is my only chance to do this kind of play? What if this is a test and if I say no now, he will never propose it again? Being shared is one of my biggest fantasies, but right now all I want is to be with him.
“I don't think I am…”, I say almost crying.
“Alrighty then, come here.”, he hugs me and then starts laughing.
“Did you really think that I'm going to send you out like that today? Of course, I wouldn't do that! I am also looking forward to spending this Sunday with you, you silly.”
It's been a long while since I've had an orgasm and I was really horny. He was on holidays, camping. I asked him if I could maybe make myself cum tonight.
“You know my answer “ was his first reply, but then he added, “You would have to do something extremely embarrassing for me to reconsider.”
I started coming up with things that I could do, that would be embarrassing enough for him to let me cum. I sent a couple of proposals but didn't get any comments from him. He was out of battery at the God-forsaken camping place.
Coming up with embarrassing things that I could do to myself made me even hornier. I decided to go for a public plea that I would post on fetlife. I wrote the text, filling it with degrading and humiliating statements about myself and begging him to let me cum. I sent it to him and waited. After 3 hours he finally got his phone charged and replied.
“Did you post what you've written already?”
“Not yet”
“Isn't the crucial part of a public plea that it's public?”
“Yes, but I wasn't sure if you're going to see it… I'm going to post it…”
Me again after a while, “You really want me to post it right? And you don't have any comments?”
“Hey, it's your public plea, if you think it's good and might have a chance of success, I say go for it, I'll let you know my answer to a public plea when you make one”
“I knew that you're going to say sth like that “
“Yet you still ask. Wasting my time and the precious battery isn't helping your case…”
So I posted it and sent him the link. He replied after a couple of minutes. He didn't change his mind. The reply was still no. I revealed my most humiliating needs in public and embarrassed myself beyond reason for nothing. And he knew all along what I am getting into. How could I have not seen that one coming?
After a lovely dinner in a great Japanese restaurant, we're heading back to his car. When we enter the lobby, I start to jokingly ask if he rented a room for us and how much is he going to pay me. He is laughing and not saying anything but then when we get to the elevator, he presses the button calling it to go up.
Tiny thing but he knew it won't go unnoticed. For 30 seconds my hopes go up. How sexy would it be if he would get a room and now we're going there so he can use me as he pleases! We get into the elevator and he presses -1. So we were heading to the parking space after all...
