Microfantasy Monday, week 42 : Questions & Answers

Miss Ang, the Sweltering Celt, is the beautiful woman behind Microfantasy Monday.  This week she gives us “Questions & Answers” as our theme.  My approach to this theme is inspired by the lovely, and sadistic, Roxy.

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He’s bent over a small ottoman in the center of the room, wrists bound behind his back. The dim lighting creates ominous shadows as I stride quickly from the doorway to stand directly in front of him.   I reach out to touch his hair and he winces.  I chuckle at him and grab a handful, pulling his head back painfully.

I smile at his grimace and he growls at me, still my beautiful, defiant one. “When I left the room, you had such beautiful marks.. they have faded so much in such a short amount of time. We’re going to have to do something about that, aren’t we?” He glares at me and I slap his face. “Answer me, boy!”

He hesitates a moment before forcing “Yes, ma’am” out of his gritted teeth.

“Oh, now, that won’t do at all” I say, in a voice both sweet and menacing. “Time to refresh these marks, boy.”

“I have some questions for you… you’re some kind of geek, right?  So these should be simple… ” I stroke his ass with the heavy paddle I’ve chosen and he groans, muscles flinching away slightly. “Listen closely.. *whack* which is bigger *whack* a petabyte or a *whack, WHACK* terabyte? *whack… whack… ” He knows the answer, but is panting and groaning from each strike, which he knows will continue until he answers. Finally he shouts the answer.

“Petabyte!”

“Oh.. smart boy.. but *whack* that’s not *whack* how I’ve instructed you *WHACK whack* to answer me *whack* is it.”

“Ohgodd!! … Ma’am, a petabye is ..
*whack*
” mmmfff! … is bigger than a …
*whack*
“.. nnngggg.. than a terabyte, MA’AM!”

“See? That’s not so hard is it?  What a good boy you are.. here.. drink some water.. ” I hold a small ceramic pet bowl of water up under his face. He knows well enough to lap as much up as he can quickly. I put the bowl down after a few moments, and watch him struggle to regain his breath and composure. I pet his head, then run my fingers down his back, across welts gained earlier and then to his muscular ass, where I probe and massage the mass of red marks gathered there. “Oh, what beautiful color you have now, boy.” I delight in his moans and in the way he flinches. I run a finger up the crack of his ass, pausing at his puckered hole. His moans take on a different quality, as he pushes against my finger.

“hmmmm.. well, I’ll be back in a little while with something I think you’ll really like” slipping my fingertip into him, drawing a loud gasp and a hard backward thrust that I pull away from.

And with a final open-handed smack to his ass — eliciting another loud moan and whimper — I leave him to recover and ponder what comes next.

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4 Responses to Microfantasy Monday, week 42 : Questions & Answers

  1. Roxy says:

    Mmmm….lover, I just adore it when you write these sexy, sexy scripts out for me. Except I’ll be using logarithms and exponentials…you might want to study up.

    there’s that saying “write what you know” .. and well, I don’t know logs and exponentials all that well.. 😀

  2. Jo says:

    My, what naughty thoughts this fantasy evokes! What IS a frustrated femme to do when her Butch partner, though sweet, won’t take up topping? Ah, well… I live vicariously through posts like this. 😉

  3. sweetspiced says:

    I really think you should brush up. Or better yet, don’t – *rubs hands with glee*. Very hot stuff.

  4. You should know better than to take a teacher as a domme. We like to quiz. 😉

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