Reluctant Submission by JT Holland Page A

That’s right. So leave
them on. And sit on your hands, while you’re at it.”
    He tilts his head and gives her a funny
look. “Are you serious?”
    “ Completely,” she says.
“Now do it.”
    “ Fine,” he says. He shakes
his head but does as he’s told.
    “ That’s a good boy,”
Jasmine says, coming over to pat the top of his head as though he’s
a dog. Which is fitting, because that’s what he feels like right
now.
    “ What exactly is going on
here?” Eric asks. Jasmine has never done anything like this before.
Up until now, every time she’s come over he’s been the one in
control, the one taking charge. He’s never even considered that she
has another side to her. Which was a bit silly, in retrospect.
Especially now.
    “ This,” she says, “Is my
way of mixing things up. You see, every time I come over here it’s
the same old thing. You slap me around and get to do whatever you
want, and then you cum on me and then I go away until next week
when we do the same thing over again.”
    “ But I thought you liked
it,” he says, a little hurt.
    “ I do,” she says. “I like
it a lot. But it gets a little old, always doing the same thing. I
think it’s time we mix things up a little bit. And we’re going to
start by getting you to understand the other side of the equation.
Today I’m going to be the dominant one and you’re going to be my
submissive.”
    “ I’ve never done anything
like this before.”
    “ I know you haven’t,” she
says. “Which is exactly why were doing it tonight. You need to
expand your horizons a bit.”
    “ But what if I don’t like
it?”
    “ Don’t worry,” she says,
an evil little smile on her face. “You will.”
    “ I don’t know,” he says
doubtfully.
    “ Trust me,” she says. “I
know what I’m doing.”
    He couldn’t argue with that. From what he’d
experienced so far with Jasmine, she definitely knew what she was
doing. And then some.
    “ Fine,” he says. “Tell me
what to do.”
    “ Oh I will,” she says with
a little twinkle in her eye. “I most definitely will.”
    A little flutter wiggles around in Eric’s
stomach. He isn’t sure if it’s fear or excitement or a little of
both.
    “ For now, just sit there,”
Jasmine says. “I’ll take care of the rest.”
    “ If you insist,” Eric
says.
    Smiling like she owns the situation (which
she does, of course) Jasmine forcefully spreads Eric’s legs and
steps between them. Then she reaches down and grabs ahold of his
flaccid cock through his jeans.
    “ What’s the matter?” she
says. “Don’t I excite you anymore?”
    “ Of course you do,” he
says.
    “ It sure doesn’t look like
it. Are you sure?”
    “ I’m positive.”
    “ Let’s just see about
that,” Jasmine says.
    She unzips his fly and reaches into his
jeans and grabs his cock and pulls it out. It just lies there
pathetically, the zipper teeth digging into his skin.
    “ Is that what you call
excited?” she says.
    “ No,” Eric says. “It
doesn’t look very excited.”
    “ Fix it,” she
says.
    Eric grabs ahold of his cock and starts to
jerk it. Thirty seconds later he hasn’t gotten anywhere.
    “ Oh, poor baby,” Jasmine
says in a tone that offers absolutely no sympathy. “You just aren’t
feeling it, huh?”
    “ No,” he says, letting go
of his cock.
    “ Why not?”
    “ I’m not sure.”
    “ Is it because you’re
scared?” Jasmine asks.
    “ I think so,” Eric
admits.
    “ Why? Do you think I’m
going to hurt you?”
    “ I don’t know,” he says
after a slight pause.
    “ You do think I’m going to hurt you,
don’t you?”
    “ Not really,” he says.
“I’m just afraid I’m not going to like it.”
    Jasmine sighs and shakes her head. “It’s
obvious you’re nervous, which makes sense. So we’re going to have a
little conversation. Hopefully by the end of it you’ll understand a
few things.” She sits down on his lap and looks him straight in the
eye. “Okay. I’m going to