Traditional Terms

by Alta Hensley

  Chapter Twelve

  “It looks like you got yourself a good one with that girl,” Vance’s dad commented casually as they sat watching the game. Vance valued spending moments like this with his father. Always being close, Vance respected his dad’s opinion of Coley.

  “I agree. She’s one of a kind.” Vance took a swig of his beer. “I’m not playing around with this one. I want to marry her. I’ve never wanted anything more.”

  Vance’s father gave an approving nod and went back to watching the game in silence for a few moments before speaking again. “So, son, I have to ask you, do you plan on living the traditional life with her?”

  Vance nodded. “I do. I have.” He took another swig of his beer. “But, Dad, this time around I have a harder time at it. I mean, I’ve spanked many a girlfriend, but with Coley it’s different.”

  “That’s because you love her.”

  “Yes, I do.”

  “Which is why it’s really important you stay strong and not bend on your belief. Trust me when I tell you that a sure way to lose her respect, is letting your love for her make you weak. A woman doesn’t want a man she can push around. She doesn’t want to be with a man who isn’t strong enough to be and stay in control.”

  “I know, Dad. But I swear this woman will be the death of me,” Vance joked.

  “How does she feel about the lifestyle?”

  Vance shrugged. “She understands it. She says she is willing to live it. But she’s also trying to push and test the boundaries. I swear I could spank her ass every day for all the little things she does.”

  Vance’s father laughed. “She is testing you. Everyone I know who starts this lifestyle has a steep hill to climb. My advice to you is stand by your word. If you say you’re going to punish her, than you better do it no matter what. Don’t give idle threats. This is the most crucial time for you to truly develop the respect needed to make this lifestyle work.”

  “What if you can’t? I mean, if you are in a situation or location where you can’t make it happen.”

  “There’s other ways to discipline besides spanking, as I’m sure you know.”

  Vance nodded.

  Vance’s father continued on, “It’s all about keeping the dynamic intact no matter what, where or why.” He took a big gulp of his beer.

  Vance put down his bottle on the coffee table. His dad was right about not letting Coley off the hook just because they were in the close confines of his parent’s house. He knew that she purposely acted out because she knew he wouldn’t spank her. He smiled to himself at the fact that she really thought she had one up on him. She truly thought she would walk away in the clear. Vance snickered to himself. It was time he taught the love of his life a little lesson on whom she was messing with.

  Vance stood up and grabbed his keys. “I’ll be back in a sec. I have some items I need to buy.”

  * * * * *

  Vance walked into the kitchen as Coley and his mother were giggling and enjoying their time together. Coley smiled lovingly as Vance bent down and kissed the side of her neck.

  “What trouble are you ladies getting into?”

  Coley giggled as she reached her palm to touch the side of his face. “Your mother is filling me in on all the dirt I’ll ever need to blackmail you with.”

  Vance gave a playful glare at his mom. “Oh really? I see my mom is sharing her special night cap with you as well.”

  Coley laughed. “Yes, I guess you could say she has.”

  Vance wrapped his arms around Coley and whispered in her ear, “You ready for bed, love?”

  Coley nodded and stood up with a slight stumble. “Thank you for the drinks and for all the advice.”

  Vance walked over to his mother and kissed her cheek. “Goodnight, Mom. See you in the morning.”

  When they walked into the bedroom and closed the door, Coley turned toward Vance and wrapped her arms around his neck. “I like your parents a lot. Your mom shocked me by letting me know your dad and her practice Domestic Discipline.” She pressed her lips to his before pulling away enough to add, “You could have filled me in on that little tid bit of knowledge you know.”

  Vance smiled. “I guess I should have. Did she embarrass you?”

  “At first, but she really put my mind at ease and even educated me on it. She’s a really special lady.”

  “Yes, she is.” Vance looked deep into her eyes and pushed a loose curl behind Coley’s ear. “Speaking of education, I think there’s a little lesson I need to teach you.”

  Coley released her grip around Vance’s neck. “You can’t spank me here.” She smiled playfully but was secretly worried he may choose to do so, regardless if his parents could hear.

  Vance crossed his arms across his chest and lifted an eyebrow as he glared. “I could and would. But I have something else in mind.” He placed a soft kiss to Coley’s furrowed forehead. “Go into the bathroom. Get undressed and get your bottom hole ready for me to punish.”

  Coley’s jaw dropped in shock. “What? You want me to… you’re going to… what?”

  “You heard me, Coley. Go do as I asked.”

  Coley walked to the attached bathroom in shock. Did he just order her to get her anus ready? What does that even mean? She had a pretty good idea but was stunned by the command. The mixture of gin, confusion, fear and excitement, made her head spin. Lust, desire and yearning filled her body. His kinky request released a sexual curiosity deep within her core.

  She walked back into the bedroom after doing what Vance asked. “Vance, I uh…” She saw a plastic bag lying on the bed. “I’m confused.”

  “Lay down on your stomach.”

  Coley did so without hesitation. There was something about Vance’s tone and his demeanor that made her not want to push. He was authoritative, no nonsense, and yet more sensual than she had ever seen him.

  “You purposely tried to get in trouble today thinking there was nothing I could do about it.” Vance made his way to the bed and grabbed the plastic bag as he sat down.

  Coley nodded her head as she swallowed the lump forming in the back of her throat. The anticipation of what was to come was almost too much to bear. Arousal pooled between her legs. She knew she was in trouble. She knew her little plan had backfired, but she couldn’t help but feel sexual desire pulsing through every vein in her body.

  “I’m not going to spank you because of the noise. But I am going to show you how I’ll discipline you in the future when silence is needed.”

  Vance dug into the bag and pulled out three items. The first one was a small metal butt plug that had a purple jewel at the base. It was actually quite pretty and dainty. Coley had never used a butt plug in sexual play before but knew of the use. The second one was a much larger silicon plug minus the jewel, and had a much more menacing appearance. The third item was a silicon dildo, slightly larger than Vance’s penis. Coley lay on her stomach, unable to take her eyes off the sex toys coming out of the bag. Curiosity, mixed with apprehension, had her heart racing and breath panting.

  Vance bent down and placed soft, seductive kisses along her neck. He nibbled the tip of her ear as he whispered, “This is anal discipline. This isn’t meant to feel good like anal sex. It’s going to be uncomfortable, it’s going to be humbling, and it will give you the same submissive feeling a spanking does.” Vance continued to lightly kiss along the top of Coley’s shoulders.

  Coley gasped as she heard the cap of lubrication open. Within moments, Vance placed his moist finger along her anus, spreading the silky wetness along the edge of her puckered hole. His finger slid past the tight barrier, spreading the fluid even further. Coley gasped again as the familiar submissive feeling took hold.

  “Vance…”

  “You need to relax and take the punishment. Know that this is what happens when you want to see who the boss is.”

  Vance removed his finger. “Reach behind and spread yourself open for me.”

  Coley reached her hands behind her back and pu
lled each cheek apart. Never had she been so nervous, so anxious and so filled with sexual tension.

  Within seconds, she could feel the plastic of the dildo pressing against her anus. Vance continued on, pushing past the resistant ring. Coley moaned as the dildo entered her ass. The pressure, combined with the sting, had a very similar effect as a spanking. Unlike anal sex, this invasion was discipline. Not making love.

  Vance pulled the dildo out, only to push it back in without a pause. He continued to pump it in and out at a steady pace. Coley gasped, she moaned and she tried to wiggle away from the onslaught of the punishing thrusts. Each move the dildo made past her tight ring into the depths of her ass reminded her of a swat of a spanking. It stung, it was uncomfortable and it humbled her just as Vance had warned. Embarrassment of having something foreign jammed in her behind as a form of discipline reminded her that Vance was indeed the man in this relationship.

  Coley squeezed her eyes tight against the invasion, anxiously waiting for it to be over. She surprised herself by wishing she could have had the spanking instead. Never had she wanted a spanking more in her life. Without a doubt, she would choose a spanking over anal discipline any day. This was one punishment she planned on avoiding in the future. And yet... there was a part of her that was getting turned on with every thrust as well. The mixture of conflicting emotions had her head spinning.

  Vance pressed the dildo deep inside and remained still. “Does it hurt?”

  “Yes,” she barely gasped. It hurt, yet also sent tantalizing shivers throughout her body.

  “Will you push me again? Do you want me to punish your bottom again?”

  “No!” Although the wetness glistening against the folds of her pussy spoke a different story.

  Vance pulled the dildo out of her ass causing Coley to moan in pleasure. Pleasure from such an erotic act and pleasure from knowing the punishment had come to an end.

  “Keep your bottom spread,” Vance directed. “Your punishment isn’t over yet.”

  Coley did as he asked. She took a deep breath as she watched Vance lube up the larger of the butt plugs. He pushed the plug into her already tender bottom hole and pressed it firmly into her behind. He then positioned his body so he was lying on his back. He reached for an unyielding grasp of Coley’s hair and led her head to his hard cock.

  With the plug sitting solidly in her ass, her hair being tugged and submissive energy coursing through her entire being, Coley sucked Vance’s cock like she had never done before. She sucked up and down along his shaft with a hunger. Animalistic passion throbbed in her pussy as she worked her tongue at a fevered speed. She moaned around his hardness as she strove to take him deeper with each lowering of her lips.

  Heat built around the plug in her ass making her moan and gasp as it slowly felt like fire. She wanted the oversized plug removed, and also never wanted the feeling to end. She couldn’t help but focus on the large piece of plastic spreading her, demanding her compliancy. She sucked, she licked and she moaned. She wanted to beg for Vance to remove the plug but knew it would do no good. He was in control, and she had no choice but to submit to his punishment as he saw fit, and she loved every minute of it.

  As if Vance could sense she was edging her maximum, he reached for her body and flipped her on her back and pressed her knees to her chest. He quickly removed the plug and tossed it onto the floor beside the bed. He then reached for the small, jeweled anal plug and pressed it into her lubed ass. This plug went in easy, although stung from all the discipline of the night. He then pressed his hard cock into her pussy.

  The plug in her ass made her pussy smaller and made his cock feel twice the size. She arched her back in pleasure. “Oh, God! Vance, that feels so good.”

  He drove his cock into her wetness, rubbing against the metal that sat snugly in her anus. Each thrust drove Coley to an orgasm that was taking over like a tidal wave. Electric currents worked their way from her ass, her pussy, to her entire body.

  “Yes… yes… yes!” Coley screamed. With Vance, she had orgasmed before, orgasmed stronger than she had with anyone else. But this time was different. It built and continued to grow. It started in her pussy but connected to her ass. She arched, she panted, and she shook with desire. The power, the sensation, made it a struggle to breathe. The orgasm continued on. Stronger and stronger with every pulse. So strong that Coley wasn’t sure if she could take anymore.

  “Yes, baby. Feel me deep inside of you. The plug makes you so tight. My cock can barely move,” Vance growled. His breathing sped up as he drove his hardness deeper, bringing him closer and closer to orgasm.

  Coley threw her head back in wild abandon and allowed the final wave of completion to rock her body. As she thrust her hips to milk the last bit of ecstasy, she could feel Vance release his passion– both of their hushed moans becoming one.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Coley applied the last bit of eye shadow before examining herself in the mirror. Never one to fuss over her appearance, but Coley wanted to look nice tonight. This was the first party she would be going to as Vance’s girlfriend. There had been many parties in the past, many parties where Vance was there, but this time they would be going and leaving together. She looked at her reflection, and over her shoulder she could see Vance standing behind her.

  “Perfection. You are absolute perfection, Coley.” Vance smiled with pure admiration in his eyes.

  Coley smiled back. “I’m glad you approve. I want you to be proud to say I’m yours.”

  Vance reached into his pocket and pulled out a silver chain with an amethyst stone attached. He wrapped his hands softly around Coley’s neck, draping the necklace around her bare skin.

  Coley looked into Vance’s eyes in surprise. “What’s this for?”

  “Because I love you,” Vance softly answered as he lowered his lips to the back of her neck and kissed softly as he attached the necklace.

  Coley turned her body and wrapped her arms around his neck. “My God, you are amazing!”

  Vance lowered his lips to hers and kissed with a delicacy of fine china. Tenderly, he moved his tongue past her slightly parted lips, tasting her love while giving his. Pressing his chest harder against hers, he drove his tongue deeper within, kissing with a soft and gentle love.

  He pulled away just enough so he could look into her eyes. “Coley, I thought I knew love. I thought I could say I had been in love many times. But I’ve never experienced anything like the love I have for you. Never before have I wanted to be with a woman like I do now.”

  Coley looked down at the amethyst stone that she held between her index finger and thumb. She held back the tears that threatened to break past her lids. Vance confessed his love so freely, so honestly. He could give his heart completely without holding back. Coley wished she could be so open and carefree when it came to her heart. The truth of the matter, she was scared to admit how much she really cared. She was terrified that if she admitted how much Vance consumed her daily thoughts, it would make her vulnerable. It would make her appear needy or weak. She wanted to gush her love, declare her desire to spend the rest of her life with him. But if she did… she could open the door to getting hurt.

  Vance held her tightly for a few moments before kissing her on the forehead. “We better get going, sweetheart. I’m so happy I get to walk into this party with you by my side.”

  * * * * *

  “Seriously? Can’t there be a single party where that bitch Sara isn’t invited to?”

  “Coley…” Vance warned.

  “What? Who likes this crazy, anyway? Am I the only one who doesn’t want to hang out in a mental ward?” Coley glared at Sara across the room, making eye contact with her.

  “Coley, do I need to remind you to behave?

  “I’m just finding it shocking that no one else finds this absurd! She is our enemy and you crazy cavemen think us girls should just accept it.”

  “Coley…” His warning made her take pause.

  She opened her mout
h again to retort but changed her mind. She just crossed her arms and gave a pout.

  Vance rubbed Coley’s back to try to soothe the building animosity. “I’m going to go get us another drink.” He kissed her cheek before saying, “She’s not worth your energy.”

  The minute Vance walked away, Sara waltzed over in a prissy manner only she could master. “I saw you staring at me. Is there anything I can help, answer? Maybe advise you in?” Sara asked with a sing song voice.

  “The last thing I would ever need from you is advice. Unless, of course, I want to be schooled on how to be a bitch with a perfect smile,” Coley retorted.

  Sara’s smile grew even bigger. “Hmm, I just thought since Vance and I were once in love, that you would want advice on what he likes, what he desires.” She leaned in closer before whispering, “How he likes to be fucked.”

  Sara crossed her arms against her chest and smiled with the most diabolical smile Coley had ever seen.

  She seductively licked her lips before adding, “He loved the way I could suck him off to completion. He loved how I could make him come by rubbing his hard cock against my wet pussy.” She paused long enough to appear like she was remembering a sexual encounter. “You have to admit, Coley, he has such a nice cock.”

  Coley swallowed the rage building from the shock of finding out that Vance had once dated Sara. She wanted to rip out Sara’s hair– one by one, root by root. She wanted to break every tooth in that artificial smile of hers. Coley took a deep breath to try to regain her composure.

  Sara feigned shock. “Oh my, it appears as if you weren’t aware that Vance and I were once in love?” Sara smiled while placing one of her manicured hands against her heart. “Oh I wouldn’t be upset, Coley. His heart must have been broken, even more than I could’ve imagined. So painful for him that he can’t even speak of it. I feel awful. Being his first true love is such a burden to bear. I guess you could say that I am the one that got away.”