A/N: I hope everyone is having a great day! I have decided that I will upload this story every Friday because I have more time to write on the weekends and I can edit during the week. Anyways here is chapter 2. And please read, review and enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Boondocks. All rights goes to the rightful owners.
Warning: This story contains sexual interactions and course language. You have been warned.
Chapter 2: Desire, Disappointment and Accepted
The steam raised from the kettle on the stovetop. She was finished her work for the day but it was too miserable to go anywhere. So she stay at home, watching movies on the screen and trying to get the memories of Huey out of her head.
Jazmine removed the now hot water from the stove, making herself a tea. Her apartment was damp from the rain. She made herself dinner earlier that until she realize that it was one of his favourites. Being his housekeeper gave her the insight on what he likes and his favourites were. How he expected things done. He wasn't hard to please but the only place she wasn't allow to go was his bedroom and office. She never cleaned them because he did them himself. Thankfully, he was a vegetarian like herself so cooking was never a problem.
Jazmine through the teaspoon in the sink, angry that everything she has been doing lately always seems to remind of him. Frustrated, she watched the rain hit the window from where she was standing at the counter. It came down in sheets, like a waterfall. Another loud crack of thunder was hear as it shook the apartment.
She jumped at the sound. It was the storm that was making her remember. Jazmine hear whimpering coming from her front hall closet. She saw her little black and white Boston terrier hiding from the storm.
"Aww Moki come on out," she said trying to calm him down. But Moki wasn't having any of it. He hid deeper into the closet at the next thunder. Jazmine rescue him from a ally way one day. He was the only companion she has. Someone she could trust. But than she thought she could trust Huey.
It was always painful to remember those nights. Even the night he took her as his.
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Should have been us
Shoulda have a fire, should have been the perfect storm.
Jazmine sang to the lyrics of the song as she was cleaning the kitchen. Dinner was cooking away in the oven, her schoolwork was finished for the day and she had time to clean up some of the rooms. She was finishing cleaning the kitchen until out of the corner of her eye, she saw Huey standing in the doorway.
"Ahh! Sir!"
Jazmine quickly turned off the music and kneel down. It was a way to show respect to one's master. But he wasn't her master… yet.
Huey shown her the lifestyle, even taking her back to the club to show her things she had never seen before. She learned about hard and soft limits and knew all of his. He taught her the different between respect and disrespect. And what could be consider punishable. Huey was a great teacher. She learned a lot of the lifestyle and it was something she wanted to pursue.
There was only one rule that was odd to her that he never will kiss her or use his mouth on her. She didn't understand why but didn't argue with him. He gave her a place to live, a job and someone she could talk to. Conversations with him were always interesting to her.
Jazmine stay kneeling as she waited for him to speak.
"Jazmine you can stand up, this is your safe zone remember?"
Oh.
She got up right away. It was a lot to learn but she was getting the hang of it. Her safe zone were the living room and the kitchen. She could speak as freely as she like but with respect.
Huey moved around in the kitchen as Jazmine finished cleaning up. She already finished setting the table for Huey in the dining room. He usually ate alone as Jazmine ate in the kitchen. It wasn't a problem for her because in her mind, they weren't roommates. She was his employee with benefits.
"I didn't think that I lost track of time," she said, checking on dinner.
"You didn't. I decided to come home early," he said taking out a bottle of water.
"Oh. Is there something about today?" she asked. She wasn't sure if there was something important.
"Actually yes," he said leading against the counter taking a sip of his water. She waited for him to answer. What was so special about tonight?
"I have made a decision about taking you as my submission," he said. She wanted to know. He tied her up, showed her to take disciple and how to breath properly to extend her orgasms. She wanted more. She wanted to call him Master.
She stay quiet, waiting for his answer.
"But you are going to have to find out tonight. Dinner will be ready at six?" he asked.
She nodded. She was a little bit pissed off that he wouldn't give her an answer right away. But that was Huey does. He doesn't let her know what is going on until they play.
"Be ready at eight tonight in the foyer under the chandelier. Wear nothing," he said, walking away, most likely to do more work until dinner time. But until than, her mind was on tonight's festivity.
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Just before eight, Jazmine walked down the stairs towards the foyer. Huey had set rules for her to follow.
Jazmine had to go to the doctor to make sure she was in good health and was on birth control. She had chosen the shot so she wouldn't forget. Huey shown her his AIDS/STD/STI report and had her to do the same. She came back clean.
But Jazmine did have some freedom. She was allowed to choose the menu for their dinners, he even trust her to plan them. He had one already and it was a success. She also had her own choices in clothing, with a few suggestions from Huey of course.
She had to have a strict diet to ensure her energy. There was an exercise schedule she need to follow for stamina. And lastly, research on what she would and wouldn't do. But Huey helped her with that when he could. They usually have training session in her room.
He would always ensure her orgasm (if she deserves it) and they never had sex. She remember him tying her up, spanking her and correcting her, that was slighting turning her on.
But he didn't like that so she calmed herself down as best as she could as she kneel down under the chandelier as per instruction. Her hair was down in her curly state and naked as the day she was born.
She kept her head down and her eyes to the floor and waited.
It felt like eternity until she heard the clock strike eight from the grandfather clock in the foyer. Jazmine counted every dong until it came to eight. She knew it was about to begin.
It wasn't long before she heard Huey coming down the stairs. He stood in front of her and she stare at his bare feet. She did nothing as per instructed from her training. He began by walking around her but she didn't move. He came back around standing in front of her again. He didn't say anything, but that was part of the routine.
"Look at me Jazz," he said.
She looked up and stared into his wine eyes. The intensity in his eyes were strong and Jazmine could help but be turned on.
"Are you ready for tonight?" he asked. She didn't say anything, he did not give her permission to speak.
"You may answer Jazz."
"Yes sir," she said showing respect.
He nods and pulls out his member. She remember the first time she saw it. He was so big that she did wonder how he was going to fit. But she couldn't deny that he was beautiful.
"Suck."
Jazmine wasted no time. She started licking his member before taking him into her mouth. She sucks slowly, milking him anyway possible. Huey let out a little groan, pleasing Jazmine as she sped up her moments. She felt his hand on the back of her head, pushing her deeper into his member. She choked a bit but relaxed. He did this a few times before allowing Jazmine to stop.
She went back into her position, kneeling with her head down.
"Good girl Jazz."
She gave herself a small smile, glad she was able to please him. Huey walked around to do something behind her. She waited, not knowing what he had planned.
"Stand up Jazz."
She got up and looked. She tried to calm herself down as she look. There, hanging on the chandelier was a rope. Like the first time she ever had a taste of this lifestyle.
"Do you remember when I had you tied up like that Jazz? You may speak," he asked as she stared on.
"Yes sir," she said.
"Would you like to do it again?"
"Yes sir."
"Arms in the air and legs spread out," he commanded.
She followed his instructions and he tied her arms above her head. He moved around her, touching her as he went. Her arms, legs, ass, boobs, everywhere but where she wanted him too. But she knew what he was doing to her.
"Beautiful," he quietly whispered. She thought that was he said but wasn't sure. He tied a blindfold around her eyes, not sure what to expect next.
"Lets see how far you come," he said, "and I want to hear you."
He pinches her nipples making her groan and he began to move his hands down towards her mould. Once he did touch it, she couldn't help but moan louder as he played with her.
Suddenly he stopped, making her feel a bit frustrated.
"Remember Jazz, all of your orgasms belong to me," he reminded her, as she felt the vibrations against her clit. She did the best she could to prolong it but it wasn't easy. He knew she couldn't hold out much longer.
"Come Jazz and I want to hear you."
She screamed out as her orgasm ripped throughout her body. He helped steady her as she recovered. Every time was better than the first.
"Good girl Jazz," he whisper into her ear. She felt herself become steady on her feet after a bit of time went by. She stood again, waiting for Huey to make his next move.
"You did very well Jazz. But I have a question to ask you," he said as he removed the blindfold from her eyes.
"Do you want me to fuck you?" he whisper into her ear.
Her eyes widen as her breathing went deeper. Huey smiled behind her, knowing that she had been waiting for this as he touched her body that was expose to him. She knew better than to answer him when she was given permission.
"Do you want me to fuck you Jazz?" he asked again and again she didn't say anything, but her body language was telling him everything. But he wanted to hear her say it.
"You can answer Jazz because I want to know," he asked again grabbing onto her hips, pulling her closer to him.
"Yes sir," she said.
"Yes sir what?" He was now teasing her but couldn't help it.
"Yes sir, please fuck me."
He bend her down slightly, feeling his member against her ass. Suddenly he was inside her making her scream. He filled her so full, she didn't know how he fit but was loving every inch he gave her.
Huey slowly moved inside of her, teasing her body with his hands. He moved faster within her as she cried in pleasure. Once he grab onto her hair and pulled. It became her undoing. She screamed out as another orgasm ripped through her. Huey pulled out immediately. She calmed and fear ran through her.
She broke one rule: all orgasms belong to Huey and only he could tell her when to cum.
"I am disappointed Jazz," he said, "you came when you weren't not suppose to."
She knew that she disappointed him. She needed more control of herself but she couldn't help it. It felt so good.
"Now I still need to come," he said pushing his still hard member against her ass. He was a bit surprise that she wanted more. But not tonight.
"I think punishment is acceptable right now," he said, hitting her ass with his hand.
"Now you are going to count out loud how many I give you," he said.
Every hit he gave her she counted. After twenty she felt tears running down her face but still did what he asked. When he reach to twenty five he stop.
"Do you think it is acceptable punishment Jazz?"
She nodded but not saying anything.
"You may speak. What colour are you?"
"Green."
"Good, now I need to cum and be a good girl. I think you had enough for one day," he said, pushing his member back inside of her. He pumped himself into her as he released. She did not cum this time but felt the burn of not having another orgasm.
He relax and released her from the bonds of ropes. Jazmine kneeled back into the first position. She waited for him to release her from her duty.
"Clean up and than we will talk in the living room," he said, leaving the foyer. She was alone. She quickly clean from their session, re-tying the ropes back, cleaned the toy he used on her and the floor. After she was finish, she went upstairs to shower.
Jazmine showered herself clean, her backside still stung but she disappointed him. She did not want that. She didn't like to disappoint him. After she was finished, she dressed herself in a pair of sleep pants and tank top. She quickly pulled her hair up into a pony tail as she made her way to the living room.
Tears fell from her eyes as she sat down gently. Jazmine figured that he wouldn't want her as a sub. There was something about that lifestyle that made her feel powerful. In control of herself. With that lifestyle, she felt like something inside of her that she couldn't explain.
"Why are you crying?"
She looked up and saw Huey standing in the doorway. Jazmine wiped away her tears and try to compose herself better.
"Are you upset about what happened?" he asked, placing a bottle of water in front of her.
"A bit," she replied.
Huey motioned her to stand in front of him. She did and he turned her around. He pulled her sleep pants down, covering her ass with a cold cream, soothing the burns from her punishment. Once he was finished, he quickly pulled them back up and helped her sit down.
"Now tell me what happen that made you cry," he said, "remember everything is about communication and trust. I need to know."
"I was crying because I disappointed you," Jazmine said softly.
"You did. May I ask the last time you had sex?"
"Three years ago and it wasn't very good," she admitted.
"So you were caught up in the pleasure I take it," he said.
Jazmine nodded her head. She took a sipped of water to calm herself down.
"I will not excuse my punishment but I understand better. Take this as a learning experience because I am still getting to know your body and your inexperience is something we have to work on," he said.
"But I disappoint you. I understand why I was punished but I couldn't control myself," she said.
"Jazmine. I don't expect you to be perfect. There are going to be flaws and times you are not going to be up to par. But you did impress me today," he said.
"How?"
"You took your punishment with grace and you got yourself back into control. You already knew you messed up and took my punishment that I saw fit. You did extremely well for your first mess up and you were willing to continue when I gave you an out. I am very impress," he said.
Jazmine blushes, she wasn't use to those types of praises. Than she remember something that he told her earlier.
"You said you made your decision earlier," she said.
Huey nodded and walked over to one of the side table, taking something out of one of them. He places a box in her hands.
She opened it and saw a thick gold necklace laying in there. She looked at him in confusion.
"I already decided to make you my submission," he said.
Her eyes widen, because honestly she didn't think he would.
"I don't fuck my trainees Jazmine. You are ready to become something more if you like," he said.
She smiled, she thought that she failed.
"If you decided this is something you want. I need to know now."
Jazmine made her decision a long time ago.
"I would love to be your submission," she said honestly.
Huey place the necklace around her neck, giving her the feeling that she belong. Something she never felt before.
"You're training is complete Jazz," he said in his dominated voice, "you now belong to me."
Jazmine touch her necklace/collar, feeling happier than she ever been.
"Thank you Master."
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CRASH!
Another thunder came about, making Jazmine jumped as she felt her heart jump into her throat. She touched her neck and felt nothing. Remembering that she gave that life up.
She never understand the disappointment she felt when she decided that it was time for her to walk away.
But the loneliness she felt was something she knew she was going to enter again. Moki was good company to ease some of it but it didn't give her what she needed.
She needed something more but she wasn't sure what. Was it the lifestyle she need or the relationship she desired.
Jazmine wiped away the tears that started to fall. She could admit to herself that she was confuse. Because she wasn't sure what she wanted anymore.
But she had to live with her decision and find out what she wanted in her life.
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