Do You Like to Watch?

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A disobedient submissive is caught watching his Domme.
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DumbDomme
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That morning, he took a shower first, and he was supposed to dress and go downstairs to make breakfast while I showered in peace. He knows that he isn't supposed to watch me bathe unless I give him permission. I don't like being "caught" scrubbing my pink parts while someone ogles me without my knowledge -- I'm fairly easily embarrassed. I don't mind being watched, but I prefer to know so that I can ensure my bathing is more sexy than utilitarian.

Unfortunately, because of the odd layout of my master bedroom and bathroom, configuration of vanity mirrors, and 180° glass shower enclosure, someone seated at the head of the bed has a direct line of sight to the shower area.

Since he had just showered, I didn't have to wait for the water to heat up, and I got right in. After standing under the hot water for a few minutes, I turned slightly to reach the shampoo bottle. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him seated on the bed, looking in my direction. I continued washing my hair and checked again a few moments later. He hadn't moved -- he was seated facing me, bare-chested, towel wrapped around his waist, hair still damp and messy. I was sure he was watching me, but I looked away quickly so he wouldn't know I had noticed.

Since I was being watched, I took my time and gave him a little show, slowly caressing my skin with soapy bubbles, lingering to let him see the water cascading over my curves. I turned slightly and extended my arms far in front of me, hoping he would enjoy seeing the profile of my ample breasts. I leaned over to lather my legs, offering him a good look at my ass.

I'm not exactly graceful, but I assume it was sexy enough. When I glanced again, he had pulled his towel open and was holding his stiff cock in his hand. He was sort of hunched over, shoulders rounded, head bowed slightly. He looked guilty and childlike as he fumbled with his cock.

Wanting to catch him in that exact position, I turned the water off quickly. In the sudden silence, he sat up straight and froze, still holding his cock in his fist. Perhaps he thought if he stayed very still, I might not notice him there.

"Do you like to watch?' I called out.

"What?" He quickly covered himself with the towel and rested his hands in his lap.

"I can see you there, you know... I asked if you like to watch?"

"I didn't think you could see me. I'm sorry Ma'am."

"I'm going to ask you one more time... Do you like to watch?"

"Yes Ma'am," he said sheepishly, looking down at the floor. I hesitated a few moments, deciding what to do.

"Why don't you come in?" I finally suggested.

He looked relieved. He smiled slightly, rose from the bed, and walked into the steamy room.

"Drop the towel." I commanded, turning the water back on.

I swung the shower door open in invitation and he accepted quickly, entering and closing the door behind him.

Freshly scrubbed and naked, he stood at arms length, relaxed and smiling. I looked him over for a moment, admiring his graceful broad shoulders, smooth chest, and tight stomach, and the beautiful vulgarity of his hard cock, standing free between us.

"Kneel please," I directed, gently.

He did so, obediently kneeling in front of me on the white porcelain tile. I continued washing myself under the warm water. On his knees, his face was inches from my pussy, and he stared for a few moments before lifting his head, revealing a maddeningly devilish smile and anticipation in his eyes.

If there had been pleading in his eyes, rather than smug anticipation, I might have let him come forward and pleasure me.

"No," I said, careful not to smile. "You stay there. You said you like to watch."

And so I let him watch. Achingly slowly, I let my hands glide over my stomach and hips, trailing down one thigh and back up the other. I turned so he could watch the warm water run down my shoulders and the small of my back, and over the curves of my hips and ass. Facing him again, I allowed my hands to slip across my shoulders, my collarbone, and over the fullness of my breasts, lingering on my pink nipples, hard despite the hot water and steamy room.

I felt his eyes wandering over me, I felt him wishing that my hands were his own, and I loved every second of it. Smooth and slick, I let my fingertips glide across my stomach, down over my hips, and over the tops of my thighs. I parted my legs slightly and guided my fingertips over my pussy, moving slowly, tracing lightly and teasingly. I dipped my fingertips into my soft folds and felt my own slippery wetness, persistent despite the streaming water. I watched his shoulders tense and he leaned forward slightly, looking hopeful. I withdrew and offered him a taste of me, allowing him to suck the juices from my fingertips.

"Did you like watching me?"

His response was quick and enthusiastic, "Yes Ma'am, I did."

"I know you did." I said, looking down at his still hard cock.

I curled my index finger in a "come hither" motion, directing him to move towards me. His thighs tightened as he rose slightly and dragged his knees across the tile. As he crawled forward, I took a half step back, staying just out of his reach.

"Down now," I commanded.

After a split second of confusion, he leaned toward me and parted his lips, offering me his tongue. I rested my hand on his head and stopped him an inch from my crotch. He looked up into my face, tongue still stuck out, looking a little silly.

"No," I laughed. "Not 'go down.' I meant 'you get down... there," I said, pointing a spot on the floor an inch from the shower drain.

He retracted his tongue and obediently bent into the falling water, folding his body and resting his forehead on the tile. The water poured over the back of his head and neck. I stepped away to get a better look at his profile. His eyes were closed against the water, but his mouth was open wide -- I imagined the water streaming down over his cheeks made it difficult to breathe through his nose.

I rested my foot on his shoulder, smiled, and continued bathing, confident he wouldn't be able to watch me from there.

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AnonymousAnonymousalmost 11 years ago
enjoyed it very much

Liked the insights to her thoughts/feeling. Her reaction to his watching was well balanced. To the anon who suggested blasting him with cold water-why? Domination does not and should not have to be about extremes. Subtlety is so much more arousing and meaningul. Too many stories, whether female or male dom, just decend into what other crappy things can I think to do to this person. No self control from the dom/me, no care for the sub/slave, too damn much smirking/nasty giggling/cackling laughter. Yuk. I like this approach much, much better. These two I would like to read more about.

bigguy251bigguy251almost 11 years ago
Loved your story

What a great story! You built tension and excitement throughout the story and threw in an unexpected ending. I look forward to reading more of you stuff.

indysubmaleindysubmaleabout 11 years ago
And great start

I love stories written from the female's perspective. I loved the way she let us see what made her tick and how she portrayed herself as dominant and vulnerable at the same time.

AnonymousAnonymousabout 11 years ago
She Should Punish Him...

by stepping out of the shower and switching the water temperature past COLD to FUCKING FREEZING! Then let him stay there, beneath the water, until he's learned his lesson.

I checked out the author's personal website. It's kinda weird, but also pretty sexy. If you like blogs from intelligent dominant women, give it a try!

ValensGirlValensGirlabout 11 years ago

This is extremely sensual, and I love her thoughts on being ogled vs being watched. I predict lots of sexy adventures for these two. Write on!

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