This is the tenth and eleventh part, in a long series of stories about a huge pack of condoms. They may be edited afterwards, but hopefully not too much.

Exploring other sides of myself is always fulfilling and satisfying for me. This time I was for me my first time trying to be the dominant person. For a full blown evening, not just a short session distributing pain.
We started it off simple, since I had to get used to handing out orders and being fully comfortable with it. I ordered him to start doing the dishes while I got at folding some clothes. Have you ever noticed how much easier it is to sort your stuff in your apartment when you are not alone and keep feeling the need to socialize in other ways?
When I was satisfied with the living room I went to take a shower, just wanted to freshen up a little before I’d start commanding him to give me pleasure of which ever sort I pleased. I prepared the items needed for a foot bath in the bathroom, so he could just take them to the living room when I commanded.

I joined him in the kitchen and prepared a desert for us, and casually said something about giving him a double reward. I’m not sure if he noticed me saying it, but he carried on with the dishes. I started to feel ready, and eager.
- You can stop now.
We went out to the living room, I had prepared the movie. I instructed him on the items to bring from the bath room. While he fetched them I moved the table into a good position, so I could sit on the sofa and he could take care of my feet in the mean while.
He laid the towel on the floor, came out with the tub of hot water for my feet and put in the oil as ordered. I told him he could sit down next to me while my feet sank, and encouraged him by letting him know I thought he was a good boy.
-You can get back down.
He got down on his knees in front of the tub, letting me know he wasn’t sure what he was going to do. I gave him some further instructions and he got at it while I kept watching the movie. Scrubbing my feet, he kept following my instructions as I was watching the movie.
When he was almost done, just before applying the lotion to my feet after a full service of foot care, it was time to give him one of his rewards.
- Feel free to do what you want with my feet, before you’ll be applying the lotion.
He got down and started to lick one of my feet. Licking, suckling and caressing my feet, while I started to slightly moan. Sometimes having your toes sucked is the best thing that can happen to you, it just feels so damn good and I wasn’t sure where to go. Trying to concentrate on the movie and moaning. He took care of each foot two times each. Then he sat up. I asked if he was satisfied, since this was one of his rewards. Whereupon he said he could continue if I wanted him to. I instructed him to lotion my feet instead.
When he finished I told him where to stash away the items that had been used and I turned the table back into normal positioning again. When he got back I made him sit in a position in the sofa so I could slide into his arms, and he could easily caress me.

When we went to bed it was really late. Not much else except from some teasing, and him fondling my breasts in a very nice way, had happened while watching the movies. We got under our covers and I was tired, but somehow not tired. I wasn’t sure what I wanted. I pulled him close to me. Started to caress him, and kiss him. I directed him toward my breasts again, since I had already enjoyed the treatment he had given me earlier.
- I want you to go down on me, but do not finger me vaginally.
He did as instructed and moved his way down. I enjoyed his tongue playing on my clitoris, feeling and noticing every move it made. I let him continue as I was figuring out how to carry on, and so I pushed my bottom up, and pushed his head down a bit further so he could lick my ass, while my fingers slid down to my clitoris for double pleasure.
I redirected him a few times just to get right into place, and slipped into moaning. I knew I was getting closer, so I took him back up to licking and sucking my clitoris and redirected his hand to my ass. I took my own hands on my breasts, caressing, playing with my nipples, squeezing and touching. I was getting there, and there it was, an orgasm. I felt it flow through my body and I got relaxed. I realized that I had managed to get an orgasm without cramping up and mentally blocking it out. Could it be the domination?

I told him I wanted to sleep, he wasn’t too happy about it, since a part of him was rock hard and was calling out for my attention. Being in charge I stayed on my decision us going to sleep. While planning what to do to him tomorrow.

The plan had been to wake him up by riding his cock. I had started to get a taste for it. I wanted it. I was curious about playing with it. Things don’t always go according to plan though. When we woke up I started scratching his back, which he enjoyed.
I was determined that I wanted to fuck him, preferably ride him, have his hands on my breasts, touch my own clit and make myself cum on top of him, not allowing him to cum until ordered.
This is where #10 comes in. It was time to get a condom on. I told him I wanted to fuck him, and made him lay down on his back. God, I love being in charge. Condoms aren’t always very friendly, and these really did not want to play nice. The first one popped itself off. Time for #11, let’s give it another shot I thought. Same thing here. I’m not sure if it was a size or foreskin “problem”, but these condoms weren’t well fit for him, and I had decided to not go bareback. Both condoms where now laying on the floor without any sperm inside of them. What a waste!

I was frustrated.

I started to work myself down, kissing him. Playing with his cock, tasting it. I had recently getting into dating someone else, who’s smell, taste and cock I had fallen madly in love with. Which for some reason, this doesn’t happen very often, made me not want to get down to giving a full blow job. I did not want his cum in my mouth, but I had fun playing.
I continued caressing, kissing, licking and stroking. Playing a little with my tongue. Giving him a few deeps down my throat. Sucking his balls.
-Please, hit me.
-I can’t do that, but I can cause you some pain. I answered and leaned over him, still jerking him and started to pinch him. I wish I could have hit him. I wish I would have known his passion for CBT and my own love for it. (You’ll get that story another day)
After a while I decided that I’d be nice to him. I told him to get into the shower with me.

In the shower I had him finger me. Giving me more pleasure, but my plan was about more than that. I was going to let him cum. Just had to make him work for it first.
He was ordered to start stroking himself while fingering me. I had whispered to him that he’d be cuming on my tummy, when it was time. I wanted him to cum for me, I love watching people cum, and was loving it even more now, when I was giving the order.

I helped him with different kinds of pain, caressing and kissing. He looked at me and sweetly asked if he was allowed to cum now. He was. He laid his sweet sperm on my stomach.
- Time to clean up after yourself, you’ve made a mess
He glanced over at the shower head.
- Not with water. I said and smiled.
I pushed him down on his knees and he started licking up his sperm from my stomach.

He had been such a good boy and made me glad to have taken him into play.

This is the tenth and eleventh part, in a long series of stories about a huge pack of condoms. They may be edited afterwards, but hopefully not too much. Exploring other sides of myself is always fulfilling and satisfying for me. This time I was for me my first time trying to be the dominant ...