Evelyn looked down at the man kneeling at her feet. She tapped her palm with the rods of her toy, contemplating her next move. Normally she would bend him over and tap his ass for having the initiative to be so free with his requests but considering what Dean had already experienced this was not the way to proceed. Moving behind the man, she ran the ends of the toy up and down his back and buried the fingers of her other hand in his hair. She used his hair to pull his head back and expose his neck so she could nibble lightly on his throat. Dean's fists clenched on his thighs when Evelyn gently nipped at his clavicle. She straightened and let go of his hair. "Take my bag to the bedroom." She made sure her tone had no inflection. Without waiting to see if he obeyed, she went around the house to make sure all the doors and windows were locked and to pick up a few other items.

Dean retrieved the bag once more and quietly hurried up the stairs. He peeked into the rooms, surprised to see his Goddess's bedroom. Knowing what he knew now, he was expecting dark walls and black linens with lots of chains and painful-looking accoutrements. Evelyn's bedroom was actually a lovely shade of deep rose with white lace curtains and pillows that matched on the bed. And what a bed it was! The cherry finish on the wood was the perfect contrast to the white lace and the blue bedspread. The canopy frame on the queen-sized bed arched over in such a way that Evelyn was able to drape lace and tiny lights, a perfect dream-scape. Dean set the bag down beside the dresser, looking at the lace doily that was centered on the top. He closed his eyes and thought for a moment. "Don't try to anticipate what your Goddess wants. She will tell you." The hostess warned me the first time I went to Govern Me Goddess, but did she really know what would apply between Evelyn and I? Dean decided that it was worth the risk. He carefully laid the contents of the bag on the dresser piece by piece so they didn't touch. He hung the bag on the back of the door knob. Where else should it go? Not knowing what else to do, stripped to his underwear and knelt beside the bed.

Evelyn stopped just outside the doorway as Dean took off his shirt. She saw her tools-of-the-trade laid out on the dresser. She watched him fold his shirt and pants before kneeling beside the bed. This is going to be fun. Remember that he is new and has had a traumatic night. Smoothing her hands down her "public" clothing, she entered the room and added her additional items to the top of the dresser. "So, Dean." She concentrated on keeping her voice firm. "You know what your Mistress wants already, do you? You are able to anticipate my desires?" Dean opened his mouth. "SILENCE!" She tapped his ass with the Delvin rod, causing him to straighten his posture. "I did not give you permission to speak." Evelyn circled around Dean before swiping something from the dresser. "Go clean this. Use the bathroom in the hall. You have thirty seconds or you will be punished. Go." Evelyn watched Dean go, knowing it was an impossible task. She tossed her clothes on top of his neatly folded ones. When he returned a minute later, she greeted him with, "You're late. Lose the underwear." He obeyed quickly. "Very good. Punishment and reward. Your punishment for thinking you knew what your Goddess wanted is this little device right here. This, my sweet, this is called a cock ring. I am going to put it on you…" Evelyn knelt in front of Dean and explained to him how it was going to allow his balls to fill up with come but not allow them to ejaculate, how this particular one would allow him to become hard and pleasure her but not come himself. "The latch is on this side, so I will carefully close it and make sure you don't receive any undo pain. This is so, when you are given permission, either you or your Mistress can release the closure and remove the ring carefully." Dean nodded. Evelyn stood, allowing her body to brush against his as she gently kissed his chin. "The first time we do anything, when we introduce something, I will explain it to you. This is only right. It is not the way that we will interact in normal dom/sub time. I won't be kneeling at your feet. You will be kneeling at mine." Dean nodded again. Evelyn ran her hand along his crotch. "Just so we are clear on the roles."

"Crystal clear, Mistress. Thank you for taking such good care of me." Dean said quietly.

Stepping back, Evelyn raised one brow. "You took too long cleaning the cock ring. That requires another punishment."

Dean agreed. "Yes, Mistress."

"You were also quick to obey orders. You have been learning rapidly and pleasing your Mistress. This deserves a reward." Evelyn moved behind Dean, rubbing her hand along his hip to his ass before slapping his cheek with her bare hand. "You are going to climb up on that bed and kneel, knees shoulder width apart. You are going to grasp the frame over your head. I am not going to bind you tonight." She was whispering in his ear as she squeezed his cheeks. "You will count your spankings. 'One. Delicious Mistress, may I please have another?' for all five spankings you receive tonight. Moaning and groaning is not allowed."

"Thank you, Mistress." Dean agreed before heading to the bed.

Taking a good look at his ass, Evelyn was tempted to bare-hand him all night. Instead she grabbed her small wooden paddle and her Delvin rod and climbed on the bed beside the waiting man. She looked at the clenched globes and smoothed one palm across them lightly. Once he began to relax – wack. "One. Thank you, Mistress. May I please have another?" Evelyn bit back a smile. He was a fast learner. Wack. "Two. Awesome, Mistress. May I please have another?"

Evelyn rolled her eyes as she growled, "Did you just say, awesome? You believe that your punishment is 'awesome'?" She dropped the paddle and picked up the Delvin rod. Dean didn't need to know that his had been her plan all along. "This is a punishment and it will be a punishment."

Where her strikes with the paddle were light and ease, Evelyn added a little pop to her use of this device to make sure Dean could feel the difference. "Three. Won-der-ful, Mistress. May I please have another?" His cheeks were starting to turn pink. "Four. Terr-i-ff-ic, Mistress. May I please have another?" She saw that is grip on the canopy was white-knuckle and his biceps were starting to tremble. Evelyn tossed the Delvin rod beside the paddle and swatted his ass for the last time with her bare hand. She left her hand there, squeezing and caressing. "F-f-f-ive?" Dean stuttered as her fingers played lower and around, grabbing ahold of his sack.

"What did you learn?" she asked nipping at his arm.

"I-I-I learned, I-I-I learned that…" Dean stuttered.

"It's okay." she crooned.

Dean swallowed hard and started again. "I learned that rewards are good because my Mistress knows what I need. Punishments are also not so bad because my Mistress knows what I need."

Evelyn circled around in front of Dean, sliding her hand up his chest. "Excellent lesson." She laid back on her pillows and propped a foot on his chest. "Remove my boot." Dean forced his fingers to fumble through releasing the buckles and straps that held the boot closed to sliding the zipper all the way down. Once one boot was free he turned his attention to the other and then waited silently for her next directive. Evelyn smiled down at him. "You know, you were able to find release in the club." She said quietly. She slid her fingers to the apex of her thighs, opening herself to his view. "I haven't… I think… Why aren't you making me come?" Dean took a deep breath. This was the most amazing order he could be given. He couldn't screw this up. He moved closer, sliding his hands up her inner thighs. He held her open so he could slide his thumbs along her outer lips before leaning forward and capturing her clit between his teeth and sucking HARD. He slid two fingers in, understanding that she was frustrated and close. He wasn't surprised that she was already going off. He was shocked that she grabbed his hair and pulled him away, growling, "Fuck me. Fuck me now and fuck me hard." Not wasting a second, Dean was over her and thrust inside. Her scream had his back bow. Dean's fingers clenched the sheet beside her body. Then he was rolling as Evelyn tossed him onto his back. He looked down at her in shock only to realize that she was freeing him of the cock ring. As soon as that device was gone, she slammed herself back down on him. Dean clutched at her back, rolling them over again. Evelyn rolled them again, making sure she was on top. "Goddess always wins." she panted.

Dean rolled them one last time, planted his knees, grabbed her hips, and pounded his release into her body. Evelyn's nails scored his forearms as she screamed through the first climax she hadn't given herself in nearly a year. Dean collapsed on Evelyn's chest and panted, "Call that one a tie."

Evelyn smiled as she ran her fingers through Dean's hair. "Didn't you hear? Goddess always wins."