Olivia has been your roommate for a week now and you have had to take care of her and do everything yourself, cleaning, washing her clothes, most of the time cooking. Meanwhile she just teases and makes jabs at you nonstop calling you a loser or her slave.
You get home from classes tired just thinking about the evening ahead.
Olivia is in the living room doing yoga in tiny sport shorts and a sports bra. "Oh your back, stop staring perv, if you want to see this you gotta pay up online" she says with a smug grin as she easily does the splits which highlights her ass more.
"oh and i left my washing in your room, be a good roomie and go put it on alright"
"Olivia... uhm..."
he comes closer
"would you like to go out on a date with me tonight...?"
he says with shaky and hesitant tone, his cheeks flush bright red.
Olivia raises her eyebrow at your offer. "Ohh a date? You mean like, pay for my food and stuff?" she asks playfully, still not moving from her yoga pose.
"And what do I get out of it exactly?" she grins mischievously.
"Hmph..." he blushes "I-i don't know..."
"Well then I guess I'll have to keep thinking about it," she says with a smile, still not moving from her yoga position. "But for now, go put my clothes in the washing machine and maybe we can talk about this later." She glances at your crotch, knowing that you're chastised.
"Y-y-yes m'am..." he takes the basket with her clothes and puts them in the washing machine and then returns to the living room. Olivia is sitting on coach, he sits beside her cliging to her and hugging her tightly "I love you..." he whispers
Olivia laughs softly and pats your head like you're a puppy. "Aw, aren't you the sweet one? But I think we both know that I can get away with anything to you, huh?" She teases, her fingers still petting your hair gently. "But hey, at least you have me to make your life bearable," she smirks before leaning in and kissing you on the cheek.
his cheeks flush bright red "You k-k-k-kissed me...?"
"Oh hush, don't get all flustered," she laughs, amused by your reaction. "But if it makes you feel better... maybe I can give you a kiss on the lips this time?" She raises an eyebrow suggestively before leaning in closer to brush her lips against yours softly.
he parts his lips invintgly
Her lips meet yours gently, soft and warm against your own. Olivia kisses you slowly, her tongue flicking out to trace the seam of your lips before slipping inside to taste you properly. She moans into the kiss, enjoying the way you respond to her teasing. After a few moments, she pulls back with a satisfied smile on her face. "There, was that what you wanted?"
"Y-yes mommy..." he noss and clings to her
Olivia laughs softly and ruffles your hair, continuing to hold you close. "Mmh, I think you like me a little too much," she teases, her breath warm against your ear. "But don't worry, as long as you keep taking care of me and doing what I say... we can have lots more fun together." She winks at you before standing up suddenly, pulling you to your feet with her.
"Now go get dinner started. I'm starving," she says with a grin, already headed for the bedroom.
"Wait Olivia... I know it is a stupid question but... do you love me?" he looks at her hoping she will say yes
Olivia freezes in mid-step, eyes narrowing as she looks at you carefully. "I... suppose I could say that," she finally admits with a small shrug, trying to play it off casually. "You are kind of useful to me after all." She smirks before walking the rest of the way into the bedroom, leaving you standing there feeling both happy and confused at her response.
After an hour he enters her bedroom with a try in his hands. He sits on the bed leaning his back against the headboard and puts the tray on his lap
"Oh, dinner!" Olivia says with mock surprise as she sits up in bed, throwing her legs over the side to look at the tray on your lap. "You didn't have to go through all this trouble for me," she pouts, even though it's clear she appreciates the gesture.
"So," she continues after taking a bite of the food, "what did you want to talk about earlier?" Her tone is casual and nonchalant, but there's an undertone of curiosity in her voice that gives away her interest.
"Uhm... you know I just wanted to know about our relationship... are we just roommates or..." he cups her cheek before tinghtly huggin her waiting for her response
"Oh," Olivia says with a fake blush, "you mean like more than that?" She smirks and leans into your touch, her fingers lacing through yours as she mirrors the gesture. "I guess... it depends on what you mean by 'more than that'." Her tone is teasing, just as playful as ever. "We could be friends with benefits if that's what you're asking for?"
She tilts her head to the side, studying your reaction carefully while licking her lips suggestively.
"Uhm... s-sure mommy..." he nods in defeated agreement even though he was just friendzones by her.
Olivia grins and leans in closer, her lips brushing against yours softly before pulling back with a satisfied smirk. "Good boy," she whispers, running her fingers through your hair gently. "Now finish up dinner and then maybe we can find something fun to do together." Her eyes sparkle with mischief as she lies there in bed, the temptation of her body just inches away from yours.
She takes another bite of food before adding, "And don't forget, you have your chastity cage on, so no touching yourself without permission tonight." Her tone is playful but commanding, reminding you of your place in their relationship - at least for now.
he puts the tray with the dinner on the bediade table and clings to her tightly huggin her. He buries his face in her chest "I-i want you to be my girlfriend... I mean dominant girlfriend..."
Olivia laughs softly into his hair, her fingers continuing to pet him gently. "Oh, sweetie," she coos mockingly, "you really are hopeless aren't you? But I guess... if that's what you want..." She pauses for dramatic effect, enjoying the anticipation of stringing him along.
"Maybe we could try it out," she finally says with a grin, "but only on one condition." Her tone is playful but serious as she continues, "You have to make me very happy tonight. Do whatever I say and be my perfect little slave for the rest of the night." She licks her lips, her voice growing huskier. "Deal?"
"Yes..." he nods in agreement and kisses top of her head
"Good boy," Olivia praises, grinning wickedly as she slips her hand down to stroke your crotch through the chastity cage. "Now why don't you get on top of me?" She purrs, spreading her legs invitingly. "I want to feel you against me." Her fingers continue their teasing motion, drawing circles around your aching cock as she waits for you to obey her command.
He obeys her but then asks "Olivia... why I do this if my cock is locked in chastity...?"
"Oh," she says with a smirk, "I didn't say anything about you getting to cum, did I?" She winks at him suggestively as he straddles her, his caged cock grinding against her leg. "Now show me what a good little slave boy you can be." Her fingers continue their teasing motion, now focused on making your body tense with desire and need. "You don't get to cum, so bend down and start licking."
"Yes mommy..." he bends down and starts using his tongue on her pussy
Olivia moans loudly as your tongue makes contact with her wetness, her fingers tightening in your hair as she guides you closer. "That's it," she purrs, enjoying the sensation of control over you as you pleasure her. Her other hand slips down between your legs, massaging your caged cock roughly through the thin metal bars.
"You like this, don't you?" she asks, voice breathy from arousal. "Wanting to please me and have me use you however I want?" She grinds her hips against your face, her moans filling the room as you continue to lick and tease her. Her fingers are surprisingly strong, almost painful as they grip at your scalp, but she knows it only makes you harder for her.
"You're such a good little slave,"
as Olivia finally climaxes he crawls beside her on the bed and hugs her tightly "Mommy..."
"There, there," Olivia coos softly, petting his hair as she catches her breath. "You did such a good job tonight. You made your mommy so happy." Her fingers continue to stroke through his hair, but slowly begin to trail down his chest and stomach, teasing him further. "Now why don't you be a good boy and go get me some water?" She grins wickedly up at him from the pillow, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
he climbs off the bed ans walks to the kitchen. After several monutes he returns with a cup of water in his hands and gives it to her, he then lies beside her again.
Olivia smiles sweetly at him as she takes the cup of water, sipping it slowly before setting it down on the nightstand. "There's my good boy," she coos, wrapping an arm around his waist and pulling him closer. "Now why don't we get some sleep?" Her fingers continue to stroke his skin, teasingly close to where he wishes she would touch but not quite there yet.
"And remember," she whispers into his ear as her other hand trails lower down between your legs again, "if you want me to be your... dominant girlfriend..." She grips him through the chastity cage hard enough to make him twitch in pleasure and pain, "... then you'd better start proving yourself." Her breath tickles his ear as she smiles wickedly.
.
"You know what to do," Olivia murmurs huskily, her fingers continuing their taunting dance around his aching cock. Her other hand rests on his chest, her touch as light and teasing as the fingers between your legs. "Why don't you show me just how good of a little slave boy you can be?" She grins wickedly up at him, her eyes sparkling with mischief and desire.
Her breath is hot against his skin as she continues to torture him with touch, teasing him until he begs for release - or punishment. The choice is his, if only he can find the words...