28 ~ A Dash of Fantasy

10 Dec

Sir Daniel sounds so kind and reassuring that Naomi can’t hold back the tears.  But she doesn’t cry for long, Sir Daniel and Sir Evan are talking, and she doesn’t want to miss what they’re saying.

“Self-discipline then, ” says Sir Evan.  “Starting with basic obedience and a schedule.  I assume you’ll want us to build habits?”

“That’s what I’m thinking,” says Sir Daniel, nodding.  “Mostly the things she wants to do anyhow ~ some exercise, healthy food, maybe mindfulness or some kind of meditation.  Help her structure writing time, set goals and follow through on them in terms of moving toward publishing.”

Anna is taking notes.”We can do that easily enough,” she says.

“Do you want her marked?” asks Sir Evan?

Sir Daniel looks at Naomi, who’s frozen with shock.  He smiles.

“Let me think about it,” He says.  “I guess it depends on whether or not she earns it.”

Naomi is confused.  Marked?  What do they mean?  And “whether or not she earns it?”  Of course she’ll earn it ~ or wait, maybe she won’t, and what would that mean?  Does she want to be marked?  Marked how?

But Sir Evan is speaking again, and she pulls her attention back, not wanting to miss anything.  “We’ve already discussed stretching her ass to make it more usable, and have started that process.  Naomi, move into position five and show us your asshole.”

Naomi had not expected this at all, and is slow to respond.  Once she realizes what’s expected of her, she still hesitates a moment.  Anna gets up, and is beside her in a flash.

“She hasn’t been trained in this yet,” she says to Sir Evan, but while she’s saying it, she helps Naomi turn, moving her arms and shoulders first so her hips and legs follow.  Quickly, Naomi’s back is turned toward the two men, and she’s bent over, ass raised high, head and chest pressed to the ground.

“Open yourself wider.”

It’s Sir Evan’s voice, and she hears it as if from a great distance.  She scoots her knees wider apart, not sure what He wants, but Anna moves her, placing each of Naomi’s hands on an ass cheek, helping Naomi spread herself wider.

“Don’t move,” says Anna, pulling back.

The crop descends on Naomi’s ass and lower thighs, once, twice, three times.  She gasps but manages not to move.

The tip of the crop slaps lightly between her thighs.

Naomi senses movement behind her, but she doesn’t know whose hands spread her cheeks even wider, whose fingers penetrate her ass abruptly and, without a word, are withdrawn.  The room is silent, all she can hear is her ragged breathing and her own heartbeat.

“First position,” says Anna, and Naomi raises up.  She’s awkward, but she manages to turn and resume the correct position.

Sir Evan says, and he’s laughing a bit,”She’ll be better trained than that before we’re done, I assure you.”

Sir Daniel nods, and He’s smiling too, “I know,” He says.  “I’m not worried about that.  And I’ll come back often to use her, and I know you’ll use her too.  Before I leave her in your capable hands, I’d like to see Anna whip her.  And fuck her ~ I’ll fuck her before I go.  Anna, do you mind?”

“No, not at all.”  Anna stands and gestures for Naomi to stand too.  “Usually,” she says, “You’ll be beaten in the morning and again at night, but we will make this special for your Sir.”

Naomi expects to be attached to the large frame they’d used earlier when Wendy and Sara had flogged her, but this time, she’s arranged on a spanking bench.  Kneeling, her ass raised, wrists and ankles firmly attached to the apparatus.

“Do you have a preference?” Anna asks Sir Daniel.  ‘Any particular implements you’d like me to use?”

Naomi hears it ~ the whistle of His belt as He takes it off ~ and whimpers.

“Start with this,” He says to Anna.  “I might hand you some other toys if it feels right.”

The belt whistles through the air and lands on the back of Naomi’s thighs.  She cries out.

It lands again, and again, striking her ass and thighs, which are still crisscrossed with welts.

“I don’t want to do this,” thinks Naomi.  “I don’t want to, don’t want to.  I want them to stop, want them to go away.”

But Sir Daniel is there then, right by her head, His hand in her hair.  He leans over to talk close to her ear.  “You’re mine,” He says.

She nods, o, yes, she wants to be, yes, and the belt lands again, making her cry out.

“Yes,” He says.  “I want to watch your face while she hurts you.  So pretty.  So sexy.  You belong to me.”  He has tilted her head back so her face is exposed.

“Harder, Anna,” He says.  “Harder and faster.”

But Naomi is listening to Him, through the pain, she’s watching Him, wanting to know that she’s pleasing him.

“When they hurt you,” He says, “It’s because I want them to.  Is that clear?”

Naomi nods.  “Yessss,” she says, as the belt lands again, turning her “yes” into a whimper.

“When they fuck your mouth,” Sir Daniel says, “It’s because I want them to.”

As He says this, He pulls His cock out, holds it up to her mouth.  “Open,” He says, and she opens her mouth, gasping as the belt lands again.

He slides His cock into her mouth, pushing her head down so He’s deep in her throat.  She gags a little, but as the belt lands on her ass, she starts sucking.

20 Responses to “28 ~ A Dash of Fantasy”

  1. striving for Peace December 10, 2012 at 6:38 am #


    you’re killing us here!

    but I could feel Naomi settle into it
    as his words covered her



    • aisha December 10, 2012 at 8:40 am #

      Thanks, Sfp, i’m glad it felt that way.

      THIS was not how i wanted today’s fantasy post to go. i had a different direction in mind, but you know how demanding those Doms can be.



    • night owl December 10, 2012 at 12:50 pm #

      that was it exactly. So much pain, but when he spoke to her, held her face – redemption.

      • aisha December 10, 2012 at 2:59 pm #

        Thanks, Night Owl, yes. i think you’re right. i felt better about it then too.


  2. ewoman88 December 10, 2012 at 8:32 am #

    I agree with sfp, she settled right into it its perfect 🙂 love love loving this!

    • aisha December 10, 2012 at 8:42 am #

      Hi, Ewoman!!!

      {waving wildly}

      It’s so good to see you over here!! How are you? Last post of yours i got was about you being at home, waiting for the baby. He/she’s not here yet, right? i still get your posts via email, so i’ve been keeping up with you.

      i’m sooo glad you’re enjoying this!!



  3. abby December 10, 2012 at 8:56 am #

    OH..I just had to ask for a rare morning permission. This series is awesome! You are touching on many of my fantasies.
    hugs abby

    • aisha December 10, 2012 at 9:06 am #

      Hey, Abby,

      I’m so glad it hits that note for you!!



  4. vanillamom December 10, 2012 at 10:59 am #

    holy fuck-a-doodle-do…what a scene. Such heat. OMG when he took her hair i started squirming in my chair…omg…i’m so turned on you wicked bitch! WHAT a place to stop. Gods I love this story!!!


    • aisha December 10, 2012 at 3:01 pm #

      Hey, ‘Nilla,

      i love your creativity – holy fuck-a-doodle- do – that’s awesome!! And i’m glad you’re liking this one.

      i could get quite attached to being a wicked bitch… mwhahahahahaha, she said, laughing as she goes on her evil way…



  5. faithful December 10, 2012 at 3:22 pm #

    OW.. hehehehe

    lovin this.


    • aisha December 10, 2012 at 3:44 pm #

      Hey, Faithful,

      NO Doubt!!!

      Glad you’re enjoying


  6. Wordwytch December 10, 2012 at 10:19 pm #

    Damn! Here I am missing Wolf, who is 260 miles north and figuring it would be ‘safe’ (stop laughing now!) to read this as my libido was in the trash earlier. Between Wolf being ill, thin walls, new baby,… not a lot happened. Not even a good spanking. (sigh)

    Nope. Everything is twitchy. A very good story aisha!

    • night owl December 10, 2012 at 10:22 pm #


      I’ve found it’s NEVER safe to read one of Aisha’s chapters. Unless i’ve been granted an O, in which case Bring It On!!!

      • Wordwytch December 10, 2012 at 10:36 pm #

        LOL…. you know, the funny bit is that I don’t have O restrictions… Wolf knows how long it takes me to orgasm on my own. I want/need/desire that warmth of another person. So, he’s never bothered. He knows that eventually I’ll ‘explode’. Or, he’ll get the time of his life and I’ll melt his bones.

      • aisha December 12, 2012 at 6:46 am #

        Too funny, Night owl, i love that!


    • aisha December 12, 2012 at 6:46 am #

      Dear Wordwytch,

      Sorry… {um, not.}

      Glad you’re enjoying it, sorry Wolf can’t help you out!



      • Wordwytch December 12, 2012 at 11:54 am #

        LOL! It’s alright. I’ve been told that my story Oak & Thorn is causing similar issues.

        As for Wolf,… He’d better be ready for me next time I head north. teeheehee….

  7. Fondles December 12, 2012 at 12:07 am #

    A great way to wake up! Im reading this in bed BEFORE my coffee!

    Thank u so much for continuing Naomi’s story.

    • aisha December 12, 2012 at 6:47 am #

      Thank you, ma’am, glad you enjoyed it!!


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