Taming Him Part 3 - Kneel!

"Kneel!" I would have liked to bark, but he had already folded himself at my feet.

He knelt. Awkwardly. Trying to cover his dick.

I tapped the crop gently at his inner thighs.

He took the hint and parted his knees.

His hands were still covering his genitals, and he knelt with a hunch.

It looked like his was an impressive cock, but who cared? I was not interested in his tool. I was more interested in his mind, heart, body, and submission.

Sit up straight! I snapped.

"Arms behind your back!"

"Chin up!"

"Eyes to the floor!"

I barked the orders one after the other as I got up from my chair, moved around him and stood behind him, fixing his posture with a tap of the crop here, and a smack there.

God, I didn't want a pathetic weakling. I wanted a Man.

Just that a cocky man had entered my room, and a submissive man would leave. A man, who I would tame.

But I didn't want a weak, little, pup.

He had goosebumps on his upper arms now.

"Why are you here pup?" I was back in my chair, the crop in my right hand, pointed to the floor.

"Erm... to surrender to you... Mistress...uh...oh..." He mumbled, fumbling for words.

"Speak!"

"To submit to you Mistress." His voice was stronger this time.

So was his cock.

He gasped as my crop gently caressed the underside of his shaft.

"Not a peep, pup!" I pressed the crop where it was, just enough.

He flinched.

"Yes Mistress, I'm sorry Mistress, " he whispered.

"I am now going to gag you, blindfold you, plug your ears, cuff your wrists behind your back, and leave you here, kneeling for the next 15 minutes. If your knees need a break, you may bend forward and lower your shoulders to the floor. Apart from that I do not want to see you move, I do not want to hear you speak. If you need to tap out, you will drop this smiley ball, or tap the back of your palm 3 times against your ass. Do you understand?"

I asked him as I put the crop on the table next to my chair, got up, and started picking the props that I told him, I'd use.

"Yes Mistress, " he whimpered.

"Paraphrase it for me," I instructed.

"Gag, blindfold, no sound, handcuffs. I will kneel or go on fours using my shoulders. No other movements or sounds, duration - 15 minutes. Tap 3 times or drop the ball to safe word, Mistress."

I was impressed.

I knew he was intelligent. His looks, and his well-maintained built weren't his only assets. He was a senior leader in his firm, he was sharp, he was successful. A successful man in his late 30s, no wonder he was also cocky.

I contemplated if I was mistaken. Could I have misread his confidence for his vanity? And then I was reminded of that smirk.

"We shall see." I told myself as I prepped him for the next 15 minutes of silent treatment.

Most pups I train tap out by the end of 5 minutes. The longest one to last so far had lasted 8 minutes. I wanted to see if this one could last.

As I readied him, I deliberately kept my hands away from his skin.

He will be rewarded when he earns it. Till then, he would take only the scrapes.

The earplugs were the last thing I wanted to use.

"For the next 4 hours, you're all mine. And unless one of us taps out, I will not stop. But, by the time I am done with you, you will be my bitch. Do you understand boy? Nod your head thrice if you understand." I almost could feel myself growling as I whispered these words to him.

He was gagged. He nodded... Once... Twice... 3 times.

Good!

"Now, I want you to think deep and hard about what submission really means. Do you think it was appropriate to kneel at my feet, even before I commanded you to? Is that what you think submission is?"

"Is it about that dick of yours that seems to be enjoying itself at your helplessness? Is it about you being at my mercy? Is it about you trusting me? Is it about me trusting you? You will be with nothing else but your thoughts and silence for the next 15 minutes pup!"

Those were my last words to him before I threw him in a world of silence, darkness with just his thoughts for the next 15 minutes.

I knew he would break. Sooner or later.

But his place would always be the same.... At my feet, on his knees.

Never again would he rob me of my command to him.

The one command that will lead to his surrender in my presence.

Every single time.

"Kneel!"

Asmi
23.07.24