Chapter One

  Looking down on his nicely chiseled chest, the pointed tip of my stilettos boots digging in, causing his head to tilt back and his mouth to open a little. A painful yet pleasurable moan escapes and then I bring\ my crop down across his chest hitting his erect nipple.
    “Now when I say to count each hit, I mean it! You’ve earned yourself another 5.” I said with a firm but bored tone.
    “Yes Gabriella. One.” Jeremy chimed out a bit to proud of himself. I slapped my crop across his chest over and over again feeling myself getting bored with him even more. Of course the sex is great, his dick has probably been one of the best ive ridden in at least 5-6 subs, but once feelings got involved, its time for me to bail.
    “Twenty-Five.” Finally, Jeremy was finished. All he had to do was keep his hands from wandering after I blindfolded him and laid him across the coffee table wearing only his suit pants. He knows my two biggest rules:  1. Gabriella may only be touched when she tells you, and 2. There are no feelings allowed, just sex. Love is for fairy tales, life isn’t really like that. Who the hell could be with someone for the rest of their life and expect love to always be there? Bullshit! Men are playthings, made to please women and keep them feeling satisfied and happy.
    “Good boy Jeremy, now I plan to rid you of your pants.Once I do, your boxers will remain on. I will fuck you my way and you will come when I tell you to.” I pull his pretty impressive length out of the opening of his plaid boxers and straddle over him and the coffee table. Wearing my black and purple lacey corset with my crotch-less fishnet stalkings,allowing just the head of his swollen dick to touch the opening of my pussy, I firmly say, “ Your boxers will remain on as punishment. Your dick will be the only thing feeling my soft, wet skin. Once i am done, your pants will come back on, then I have work for you.” With a smile of wanting on his face, I slide down slowly, taking my time to feel each and every vain running along his hard cock.
    Jeremy lets out a moan from deep in his throat in appreciation. I ask, “Do you like that?”
    In a deeply seductive tone he replies, “ Oh yes Gabriella. Dear God I love you!”
    Thinking that I didn’t hear him right, I keep ridding up and down his length, each thrust going harder and deeper. Feeling my orgasm starting to build I command Jeremy to come. As his juices started to fill me my orgasm peaks causing my legs to shake. Just as I start to slow down, Jeremy say,s “ Oh babe, that was amazing!” With that I stop immediately, rip off his blind fold, stomp over to the linen closet, grab a towel, and throw it at him. “Clean yourself up,” I bark. Usually I would do this for him since I do like to take care of my subs since they graciously provide for me and keep me in my comfortable lifestyle, but here Jeremy goes breaking yet another one of my rules. 
     Yes I can not stand pet names, seriously don’t even get me started, and when you sign on the dotted line you are agreeing to certain terms and conditions. Feelings are off limits and cause for termination. Pet names show feelings. 
     While he was cleaning himself up, I walked back the hallway to my bedroom and opened up my walk in closet. In the bottom drawer of my built in dresser, I pull out a file labeled “Jeremy Durwalker”, and take it with me to the living room where Jeremy is just finishing up putting his pants back on.
    “So Gabriella, what work do you have for me to do? Im ready.” Jeremy strides over to me like a lion sighting its prey. Its surly going to be a shame to let him go. Hes such a sexy man, who knows how to use his dick and tongue. Why is it so hard to find a sub who just wants to fuck? I could have kept him for another contract term easily until all of this happened.
    “Actually Jeremy, what I need for you to do is go home. I think its time we ended this contract agreement.”
    “What? No! I d-don’t understand, why?”
    “Well Jeremy, my two biggest rules have been broken tonight. I punished you for the one, but I can not let the second offense go. You signed my contract knowing that there was no chance of a real relationship. Im only interested in fucking. So take your ring off, grab the rest of your clothes, and show yourself out.”
    Completely shocked, Jeremy stares at me for a minute shuffling back and forth between standing on one foot and then the other. “Seriously? That’s bullshit and you know it Gabriella! I can tell we have something, your just scared to admit it.”
    “Again, collect your things and leave your ring by the door. I am done with you. Goodbye Jeremy.” As I said goodbye, I inserted the contract into the shredder i keep by my desk in the living room, as if to say a final time that it was over for good. With that his eyes got big, he slid his sub ring off and left slamming the door.
    Thank God that was over. Damn him for interrupting my orgasm with his nonsense about love what whatnot. Feeling like I could use a nice hot shower to clean him off of me, I unzipper my stiletto boots and carry them back to my closet. Then I meticulously picked up the riding crop, blindfold and various other sex toys we had used that night and put them in the trunk at the bottom of my four post bed. I toss my corset into the dirty clothes hamper and grab some pajamas out of my dresser.
    After i finish up my after shower routine, brushing my hair and teeth, applying lotion, I make some popcorn and settle on the couch for a good Lifetime movie marathon. Sure it was 9pm but I bet its just to the good part of the movie, where the woman punishes her husband for betraying their marriage vows by sleeping with her sister. All men are the same, they all defy women one way or another. That’s why I do what I do, I enjoy punishing them for that.