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Turning the Tables	By : ElizabethAshbury Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Korn Views: 2314 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Korn. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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- 1-Turning the Tables
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“Don’t even pick up that paddle unless you plan to use it,” says Jonathan as I have just finished tying his hands in front of him. He has a leash around his neck, just like he had done with me. It’s fastened to the bed post in the same way too. “Well, come on…tell me what to do.”

“Shut up!” I snap at my subject. Jonathan had always told me what to do. Now it is my turn, but since I enjoy being the submissive one most of the tim’m a’m a little overwhelmed at this, excited, but not quite sure what to do. He’s topless, wearing just his pants and underwear. Not for long. I circle around the bed, paddle in my hand. “You know you weren’t very nice to me the last time.” I get on the bed on my knees and move in close to him. “Remember?”

He tries to touch me with his bound hands and I back away a little. “And how’s that?”

I start to unbuckle his bel“You“You want me to refresh your memory?” I smack him across the face the same way he did to me. He seems unfazed except for his head jerking to the side. He gives me a look like, “bitch”.

I shake my head at him and wave my finger, “No, no, no…don’t look at me like that…” I smack him again. “If you can be a good boy and be nio meo me I’ll take my top off…you want me to take it off don’t you?” I stroke his face.

“Yes…please…”

“You think I’m just going to do it like that? No way! You earn it!”

“Fuck you! Take it off!”

“What did I tell you?!!!! Get up! On your knees!!!”

He just glares at me.

“NOW!!!!” I smack the paddle against my hand loudly. He straightens up and gets up on his knees. Since I’ve already unbuckled his belt, I pull it out of the loops of his pants in a swift pull. I unfasten his pants and pull them down, revealing his black boxers. I look up at him with my eyes.

“Bend forward.”

“And if I don’t.”

“My top stays on!”

He glares at me again, sighs and leans forward on his elbows. “I’ve told you already about that look! I was going to leave your underwear on…but since you want to give me an attitude…” I yank his boxers down. I run my hand over his smooth ass. It’s nice, really. I give it a quick kiss and then…WHACK!!!! I bring the paddle down on his ass!

“SEE HOW IT FEELS?!” WHACK! Another one. Then another. I can tell he’s really trying to be tough about it.

“Is that all you got?” He looks forward the whole time.

With that comment I smack harder.

“Come on, baby…” SMACK!

“Beat my ass!” SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!!!! “Ow!”

“And why are you telling ME what to do?! I think we’ve had enough of that! So shut up!” SMACK!!

“Ow…you’re really starting to hurt me.”

“No shit?” SMACK!!! SMACK!!! “How do you think you made me feel?” SMACK! “And stop talking!” SMACK! “Are you going to be a good boy now?”

He’s breathing heavily right now, “Yeah…please…” SMACK! “OW! Dammit…I’ll behave!”

His ass is really red! I lightly run my hand over it. I can’t help but slap it firmly with my hand. He whimpers very slightly. I laugh.

“Now can I see your tits?” How cute! He’s begging! If he were facing me I might be more inclined to give in seeing his brown, puppy eyes. Then I remembered our last encounter again.

“Hmmmm…NO!!!!” SMACK! “Sit up!” He sits back again and I remove his pants and boxers. I straddle him, but not close to him, just above his knees. I pin him to the head board by his shoulders. “Tell me you’re sorry for hurting me!”

“I’ve told you…” that glare again.

“SAY IT!”

“Bitch…”

I raise a hand to him, threatening to slap him again. “Tell me…”

“I have…”

“Then I don’t take my top off!”

“OKAY!!!!”

“Okay what?” I pull off my top and pull a bra strap down my shoulder, slowly, then the o.
.

“I’m sorry…”

“For?”

“Spanking you… and pulling your hair…”

I pull the straps back up on my shoulders. “Go on,” I say bluntly and move in closer to him.

“What?! That’s it!”

“Nooooo…” I run my nails up his thighs, stopping right before his cock.

“Okay, I’m sorry…I…slapped you…okay!?” He’s reaching both hands, which are tied, up my thighs, creeping towards my crotch.

“And what do you think you’re doing with your hands?” I cup his chin in my hand and look into his face. I push down his hands with my other hand. He tries again.

“Going for your cunt.”

“I never said you could.”

“You like it don’t you?”

“You don’t make those decisions right now! Just for that, my bra stays on!”

“Dammit!”

“I could put my shirt back on too.”

“No!”

“Then listen to me and behave! If you’re nice to me, I’ll be nice to you.” I run my hand through the dark hair on his chest. I feel the soft hair and run mngerngers through it. Then with both hands I pinch his nipples really hard.

“Ow!”

I giggle and lick around a nipple, then I bite it. He winces again and I do the same with the other one. I run my nails along his sides and he writhes, not going anywhere because I’m on him. Then I run my hands on the sides of his hips, working them slowly toward his dick, which is almost fully hard. I get very close to it and then take my hands away. I lean in close to his ear, kiss hisek aek and whisper:

“Lay down baby. I’ll take off my bra.”

He likes that and I get off him so he can obey. He wastes no time and lays down on his back. I pull his legs apart with his knees up and position myself in front of him on my knees. I unhook my bra and throw it somewhere. Jonathan groans at the site of my bare breasts. I reach up and tie his hands to the bedpost so he can’t touch them with his hands. He knows not to object now.

“Good boy,” I say softly, sitting back between his knees and rubbing the back of his thighs. I take him into my mouth. I deep throat, suck stroke and lick, bringing him close to climax. I slow down to delay it, then pick up again.

I stroke the shaft and give my middle finger a good lick. I take him into my mouth again and I sense him wanting to cum. As I take him in deep, almost gagging myself, I find his back entrance with my wet finger. He’s so into the oral stimulation that I don’t think he notices. Then I push my finger inside him. He groans loudly and I feel him clench tightly around my finger. I pull out a little and push it back in. He groans again.

I look up at his face. His eyes are tightly shut. I slowly pull my finger out of him and grab the lube off bedsbedside table. I take a pillow and put it under Jonathan. I drop a very generous amount on my fingers and feel around his entrance again. He responds more willingly this time. I pause to drop more on my fingers just in case because I would like him to feel some pleasure from this. I gently ease my fingers into him. He clenches at first, but then relaxes enough to enjoy it.

“How does that feel baby?”

His only response is moans and groans as I work my fingers in and out of his ass.

“I think you better answer me.”

“I want you to suck my cock!”

“Have you been a good boy?”

“Yes…ooohhh FUUUUCK!!!!!!!!!” his breathing is very heavy now. I pull out comple and and fully penetrate him again. He moans loudly.

“Mmmm…you are a good boy.”

“Do it again…”

“Do it again, what?”

“Pleeeeease…” he begs like a little boy.

“Awww…” I repeat my last action. He responds with another loud moan. I take him into my mouth. I work my mouth on his cock skillfully as I hit his prostate repeatedly. His moans get louder and his breathing becomes heavier.

“Baby! I’m… (loud groan)!” He gushes into my mouth. He actually hits the back of my throat with his cum. I swallow quickly and pull my fingers out him gently. Once he recovers he asks me to untie him.

“Hmmm…I don’t think I’m finished with you!” I run my hands up and down his thighs. I push his knees up again and run my nails from his ass, up the backs of his thighs. He moans and shakes. I trace my tongue down the length of Jonathan’s inner thigh, stopping right where the thigh meets the crotch; then I bite down.

“AAAAHH!!! FUCK!!!” I laugh and do the same on the other side.

“OW! WOMAN!!!!” I pull up with superhuman speed and take his tangled, dreaded hair in my hands at the root and pull.

“Do NOT talk to me like that, you hear me?”

“Yeeeess,” he says through gritted teeth, his eyes tightly shut again.

“DO YOU HEAR ME?!!” I pull harder on his hair.

“YES!” He screams at me.

“Good!” I lightly smack him across the face. As I’m straddling him I can feel him getting hard again, as my crotch is right above his. I still have my panties on. I release my grip on his hair and back away a little. I look down at his semi-hard penis. I take his face into my hands.

“You want to be inside me don’t you?”

He nods as his eyes lock right into mine.

“You want me to take off my panties?”

“I know you’re not going to if I ask.”

“I will if you ask me nicely.”

“Will you please take them off?”

“Why do you want me to do that?” I reach down and slowly stroke his cock, which is getting increasingly more erect.

“You know why…” he’s getting frustrated already.

“No…you didn’t tell me…and don’t mouth off to me!” I pinch his nipple and twist it.

“Ow! I’m sorry…”

“You will be! How many times do I have to tell you?” I untie his hands from the bedpost and tie them together again in front of him. “Get up, on your knees.” I help him get from his sitting position on his knees. Then I blindfold him.

“What are yoing?ing?” He sounds alarmed.

“Shhhhhhh…quiet you! Don’t talk!” I pick up the paddle and get right up next to him, on my knees. I kiss, stroke and rub his neck, back and arms; then I whack him hard on the ass with the paddle, completely shocking the hell out of him!

“OOOOOOOOOWWWWW! What in the HELL was that for?!!”

“You can’t mouth off to me that many times and get away with it! You were a bad boy!” I spank him again, hard. “You know, I told you; for you to get what you want out of this, you better be nice to me and behave…and you’re NOT!!!” SMACK! SMACK! He falls forward on his elbows. He tries to get up again.

“STAY LIKE THAT!” SMACK!

“You said you were going to take off your panties...” SMACK! “OW!” SMACK! I hear Jonathan breathing heavier as I paddle him harder and more frequently.

“I just told you!!! You really don’t listen!” I bring the paddle hard to his ass repeatedly and relentlessly, exactly the way heone one with me, ignoring his “ow”s, growling and constant swearing at me. Finally my arm is tired. I put down the paddle. I hear Jonathan still breathing hard.

I get directly behind him and look at his ass, which is redder than it was from the last flogging. I smack it lightly with my hand, he winces slightly. I giggle. I rub it slowly and gently with both hands. He’s tensed up some, still thinking that I might spank him again. I hear heavy breathing, groaning and...sniffling? Is he crying a little? Probably, a very manly kind of crying, but crying. All the times he made me cry, he can handle it. I start to kiss his ass cheeks. They’re very warm from the spanking. I continue to rub it too. I run my tongue over both his cheeks, then I blow gently. He lets out a soft moan.

As I’m running my hands gently and soothingly over both his cheeks, I think about what occurred earlier and how hard he came in my mouth. I want to see him react like that again, not necessarily bring him to climax that way, but to give him that same kind of pleasure. The lube is still in arm’s reach. I take it in my hand and pop the top. I squeeze a very generous amount of the thick liquid on the small opening. I coat my finger with it, replace the cap and keep the bottle close by. I gently tell him to relax the same way he did with me. Slowly and firmly, I push my finger through the small, tight entrance. He clenches a li at at first, then relaxes. Now that I’m at a better angle, I can maneuver better. He gasps, moans, groans and growls as I work my finger inside him. I reach around with my other hand and start to get him off that way too, when he’s close to orgasm, I stop, still stimulating his prostate. After a few more seconds of that, I slowly pull my finger out of him.

I get in front of him and remove his blindfold. His eyes have faint tears in and around them and are full of nousnous lust. I know that if he didn’t have that leash around his neck and his hands bound, he would surely violate me. I also think he’s enjoying seeing what I will do with the upper hand.

“Do you still want my panties off?”

“Yes…I want to taste your cunt.” He’s reminding me very much of a caged tiger with a chunk of raw flesh in front of him. He’s clawing, I mean clawing at my leg with his tied hands.

“You wantm ofm off? You take them off.”

He reaches his hands up, going towards my skimpy garment. “Don’t use your hands,” I say authoritatively. He seems to smile to himself as he leans forward. He grabs the side of my underwear and some of my flesh with his teeth. I lay down so he can pull them off easier. He takes the other side in his teeth too and pulls that down. Once they are down past my hips, he grabs at the crotch and pulls down until they are off of me. He manages to pull my panties completely off using only his mouth. He must want me really bad! He uses his mouth to throw my panties off to the floor. I keep my knees together to see what he will do. To my surprise, he doesn’t try to force them open. He looks at me with longing eyes.

“Please,” he begs.

“Please what? I need to know what you want if I’m gonna give it to you.”

“Your pussy. Please…open your legs.”

“Like this?” I pull my knees apart very slightly. He starts to reach with his hands again.

“No. No hands.”

“Wider, baby…please. I can smell it from here. It’s so fucking tempting.” His eyes are fixed between my legs, not looking at my face at all and his voice has that growl to it. I know he’s just aching to push them apart and get between them and get inside me.

“Ask me very nicely.”

“Don’t tease me please,” he begs desperately.

“Ask. Nicely.”

“Baby, will you please open your legs for me and let me touch y I w I want to make you cum so bad.”

“Nicely done Mr. Davis.” I smile seductively with my eyes. I inch forward and I can practically see him drooling. I finally spread my legs as far apart as they will go and he dives his face right into my crotch, remembering my rule about no hands. He uses them only to put under me. He licks and kisses so hungrily, growling and panting. I can’t hold it anymore and I grab at his hair.

“Lick it you bad boy! Yeah!” I hiss. I moad grd groan and gasp, trying so hard not to cum yet. Then when I know I won’t be able to hold it, I back away from him. He’s still panting, wanting more, looking wildly at me and a little hurt.

“Why did you stop?”

“You want to be inside me don’t you?”

“Oh fuck, get over here!”

“NO, NO! Nicely! Where the fuck are your manners?!” I grab his chin and look into his face.

“I’m sorry…”

“I don’t want to spank you again, you’ve been so good.”

“No…I’m sorry…I’m so sorry.”

“Now…do you want it?”

“Yes…”

“Ask nicely.” I get really close to his face. I can smell me on his breath.

“May I pleeeeeese get inside you?”

“That’s much better.” I release my grip on his face and turn around in front of him. I bend over on my hands and knees. I feel him reach down and find my slit with his hands. It doesn’t take him long and he thrusts into me, forcing me to take every inch of his more than adequate cock. I groan loudly. He begins fucking me hard and violently in a very primal manner. I hear him growling fragmented swear words. Because he can’t really hold onto me with his hands, I help by rocking with his movements and backing into his thrusts. His cock is hard enough to knock down a door right now and he’s reaching such depths inside me, I feel like he could go right through me. Our breathing becomes more intense as I finally cum hard and loud. He can’t hold it much longer himself. He’s actually slinging sweat on to me.

“OH FFFFUUUUUUUCK!!!!” He cries. He growls as he fills me with his cum. He manages to straighten up some and fall on his back onto the bed. I’m so out of breath myself that I collapse on my front side for about a minute. Finally I get up and crawl over to my poor, tied up Jonathan. Damn, I’ve worn him out; and myself for that matter. I untie his wrists, knowing that neither of us has much energy left for anything except sleep. I toss the black cloth onto the floor and unbuckle the leash, taking it off the bed post and throwing it to the floor too.

Jonathan sighs deeply after we are both in bed under the covers. “You really got me good, girl.” He shakes his head in disbelief. “Remind me never to really piss you off.”

We laugh. “As much fun as that was, I like it when you are in charge. I can certainly appreciate what you go through for me now. I would do it again, but I like it when you do it.”

“I’m you you ‘appreciate’ it.” He laughs, putting his arms around me and hugging me tight. I hug him back. “I think you wore yourself out too. I don’t know about you, but I need a drink of water and a full night of sleep.”

“Me too…you stay there, I’ll get it.” I get up and grab two bottles of water. We both go right through them.

“I think we both needed that don’t you?” He pulls me close to him. I smile and wrap my arms around him tightly.

“Just remember, next time, you can be in charge all you want!” He laughs.

“Be careful what you say, little girl.” He kisses me on the forehead. We hold each other and talk until we fall asleep.
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