All Chapters of Cherry Chapstick: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Tamer? My brain raced through everything I had ever heard of trying to find what this term meant exactly. After a few moments of this, I finally broke down and asked. “And what exactly is a tamer? Is that something I should be familiar with? I don’t think I’ve ever heard of it.” I admitted feeling foolish for not knowing what they were talking about. Leslie and Sierra laughed and that made it all the worse. Looking down I folded my hands together feeling like they were mocking me.“It’s not uncommon but it’s also not necessarily something you would’ve heard of. It’s sort of along the lines of a dominant and a submissive.”My eyes shot up at this. My knowledge on that wasn’t as extensive as I would’ve liked but I did know some things about it.“So basically he thinks I should do everything he wants me to and just boss me around? Nah, no thank you. I’ll do as I please unless it’s something I want to do.”Crossing my arms I clarified my resolve that he would not own me like that and I

I tried to take all of this information but it was a lot to understand. I still couldn’t believe this was a thing and I had never heard of it. Natural brat? Wow. “So let me make sure I have this all clear; if I do what he wants when he wants, I get rewarded for good behavior. If I don’t do what he wants when he wants then I get punished. That easy?”Leslie nodded. “Simple as that. But I will say, you won’t always give in to him. You’re gonna find out how much fun it is not to.”I cocked my head at her. “How so?”Why would not giving in be fun if I was getting punished and I didn’t even know what the punishments would be so that didn’t help my case. “Have you never teased someone? Dangled something they wanted over their head until they practically begged for it?”Yes I had. Hadn’t everyone done that at some point? “I mean, that’s just human nature right?”“Yes but with this, it keeps him interested. It makes him want you more because you aren’t doing exactly as he tells you. It’s t

Later that evening as I was by myself, I had to wonder if Leslie knew what she was doing. Offering her husband up to my in exchange for all of us still continuing to fuck. It didn’t seem like a bad deal for me but hers was more emotional. The plan was for her to make sure John had access to my phone number. I asked how she knew he would take it and her response had been “I know my husband” and with that, it was agreed upon. I decided that since I only knew about the brat and tamer relationship from what Leslie had told me, it would be in my best interest to do some research on it. I once watched fifty shades of grey where Anna had done the same exact thing. I remember how horrified she was by what she ran across. Would I be horrified? I laughed to myself remembering that she had been a virgin and was very naive. I may not know all about the community and in detail but I did know a thing or two about foreplay and toys, Sitting on my bed, much the way she had done, I opened up my la

The idea of him spanking me with his strong firm hands was thrilling. I had always enjoyed a good one but him bending me over his knee to punish me like that was pretty hot. So you think you can just do whatever you want to me and I’m not going to complain?It doesn’t matter if you complain or not; in fact, sometimes I may want you to. It makes it all the more fun when I get to punish you for your bad girl behaviorAnd what if I do what you tell me to? I’m a good girl again and what? I just get a nice pat on my head?Oh you haven’t even begun to understand how any of this is going to work. I’m going to make sure you have no reason to complain; but something tells me you will anyway.I bit my lip at the idea. Oh I would definitely complain. I wanted to see what kinda of tricks he would have up his sleeve to use as punishment. This may all be new to me but from what I read about it, I was definitely interested in the whole lifestyle.And what if Leslie finds out about it?Oh I don’t th

I could barely sleep that night with my mind all over the place. Excitement flowed through me as I remembered the conversation from the night before. Just remembering him jacking off and cumming made me ache. I wanted to get him off; preferably in my mouth where I could taste my sweet success. The next morning I woke up to a text. Grabbing my phone from my nightstand, I eagerly read it.Come over today at noon. Leslie is going out. We need to talk I quickly typed back a reply.Talk about what?Expectations. What will work and what will not and what will be expected of youI grinned at the phone. Even though I wanted to fuck, there was also something thrilling about the idea of having a conversation about it. I was sure some of it would be boring but talking about touching and teasing would be enough to keep me away if it was a snooze fest. What about Leslie?I already knew Leslie would be gone because we had spoken the night before as soon as I finished talking to John. She was as