Chapter One

Daydreaming

 

"Are you staring at my ass?"

I moved my gaze from my girlfriend Karen's naked bottom to see her reflection staring at me in the mirror. She had undressed to take a shower but had gotten sidetracked at the sink primping. As she stood there I had been indulging one of my favorite fantasies of pretending to kneel behind her and spend quality time kissing and fondling her luscious globes.

"Wh... what?" I stammered.

"Stephen, I've been watching you for the past few minutes and you've been... lost. You've been focused on my ass like it was... "

"I... I don't know what you are talking about," I blustered. "I was... um... daydreaming."

"Daydreaming about my ass is what it looked like to me."

"Karen, I just... "

"Bullshit, this isn't the first time. I've watched you do it before," she said.

"Karen... "

"You get that goofy look like you do when you are horny and want... "

"Look, I like the way you look and I was just... "

"Having a fantasy involving my ass that got you hard."

"H... huh?" I stammered.

"I can see your hard-on poking your towel out from here," she said.

"I can't help it if your body turns me on," I said. "I thought you liked the fact that you turn me on."

"I do, Stephen, but this is something else," she said. "This is an obsession with my ass. It's like... It's like you want to make love to it."

"Karen, can we drop this?" I asked. "It's making me uncomfortable."

"Tell you what, ass boy," she said. "I'm going to give you one chance. Come over here and kneel down behind me and do whatever it is you are lost in or never, and I mean never try to bring up whatever this obsession is with me again because it will be totally off the table between us."

I had been going with Karen for only two months but things had progressed rapidly and we had moved in together last week. Her ass and my fantasies about it were a huge part of my attraction to her. I had hoped to eventually tell her that I want to caress and kiss and lick and pay attention to her lovely rear end but had been afraid that she might be disgusted. Many of my masturbation fantasies revolved around kneeling behind her at this very sink and licking her butt while she got ready to go out. I wanted to move but fear riveted me in place.

"I'm waiting, ass boy," she said softly. "Your window closes forever in thirty seconds."

"Karen," I pleaded, "can't we discuss this some other time?"

"There won't be another time, butt boy," she laughed.

"Please," I begged, "I will... "

"Five... four... three... "

"Wait!" I shouted.

I took two steps, dropped to my knees and buried my face in her crack. The jolt to my groin caused by finally being where I only dreamed of almost caused me to pass out. I was hyperventilating and she noticed.

"My, my, ass boy," she chuckled, "I don't think I've seen you this worked up ever. I think we need to talk."

I didn't want to talk; I just wanted to keep doing what I was doing. I was in heaven. Every other girlfriend I'd ever had walked out in disgust when they discovered I had an ass fetish. Most of them used the word 'pervert' when they left. I let out a sigh of contentment and kept kissing. My right hand found its way under the towel wrapped around my waist and began stroking my engorged member. She noticed.

"Are you masturbating?" she asked.

I started to answer but the beginning of an incredible orgasm was gathering in my crotch and all I could do was increase the tempo of my hand.

She twirled around, interrupting what had promised to be the most incredible orgasm ever and asked again, "Are you masturbating?"

I nodded.

"Stop!" she said sternly.

"Please," I begged. "I was so close. Please let me finish."

"Maybe in a minute," she said, "but first I want to know more about this fixation."

I looked at her with fear and hope my eyes. I badly wanted a girlfriend who would cater to my obsession but I was afraid. Afraid that she would walk out in disgust. Afraid that she would laugh. Afraid that she would indulge me but still make me feel like a pervert. But, I so wanted to have the ability of worshiping her ass as a part of our relationship that I decided to take a chance.

"What do you want to know?" I asked.

She smiled, turned around presenting her ass to me and said, "Why don't you go back to what you were doing while we explore this bottom mania of yours."

I couldn't believe my good luck. I put my face back on her ass and began kissing it. My hand found itself creeping under my towel to encircle my engorged dick.

"Are you playing with yourself again?" She asked.

"Uhhhhh"

"I don't want you doing that," she said. "I want you to concentrate on what I'm saying. Put both of your hands on my legs."

I reluctantly stopped beating off and put both of my hands on her thighs. It didn't allow me the pleasure of stroking myself but with my hands for leverage I could hold my face harder into her lovely bottom.

"Clearly this is something that's really important to you," she said. "In fact, I'd say that it's something that you can't control. Am I right?"

"Karen, I... I... "

"So you can't, can you?"

"Karen, you don't understand, I just need... I just have to... "

"Stephen, let's start with you wanting to be on your knees licking my ass and addressing me as Karen. That's not going to work. I think it would be more proper for you to call me ma'am or Miss Karen."

"Look, Karen, I... "

"Listen you little shit," she interrupted, "if you want to continue to indulge yourself on a regular basis like this you'd better get it through your head that what I say is law. Got it?"

"But, Karen, I'm your boyfriend and we... "

"When you're on your knees licking my ass you are not my boyfriend," she sneered. "Whether you like it or not you are just some slimeball who wants to lick my ass. If that doesn't work for you stand up, otherwise you will address me properly. Do you get it?"

What she was asking seemed a little harsh but I didn't want this opportunity to end so I reluctantly said, "yes, Miss, ... Miss Karen."

"Good," she said happily. "Now, show me how good you are with that tongue."

I applied myself, kissing and licking and losing myself in her beautiful ass. She began to laugh but I was in heaven.

"Wow, you really can't get enough of that can you?" She giggled. "You better be careful though as I'm not sure how well I wiped this morning."

I couldn't help the involuntary reaction that went to the core of my being, knowing that I might be further degraded by licking a dirty ass. She noticed.

"Oh my," she said. "I can see that the thought of you licking my ass if it's really dirty from taking a dump is exciting. I guess, if this progresses, I won't have to buy any more toilet paper."

I moaned.

"Ohhhhh, my God, you want that, don't you?"

I did and I didn't. The thought of doing that overwhelmed me. On one hand it shot a bolt of lightning to the core of my being but on the other it scared me. The trouble was the fear part also caused my entire body to quiver. I hyperventilated.

"Well, butt boy, I'll see what I can do about making your dreams come true."

I tried to mumble into her butt that I really didn't want that but, even I could tell that I was like Br'er Rabbit saying please don't throw me in the Briarpatch.

She turned around and pushed me away from her.

"We have to have a serious discussion," she said. "If you really want to have times that I allow you to do this perverted act that turns you on so much then you have to tell me now. I want to hear you beg. Convince me. Persuade me that you are worthy of kneeling at my feet and licking my ass."

"Karen... "

"God dammit, Stephen, I told you to speak to me respectfully."

"But, Karen, I don't see... "

"You stupid little piece of crap," she screamed, "I didn't ask you to see anything. I told you that if we're going to do this that anytime you are at my feet or, in fact, starting now, anytime we are alone you will address me properly."

I didn't know what to do. I was losing control of the situation. Somehow I had gone from being her boyfriend to being her lackey just because I wanted to kiss and fondle her butt. I knew this was a turning point for me. If I wanted to be her boyfriend I needed to get up off my knees and try and repair the situation. I looked up at her but she must have sensed my indecision as she turned halfway around and presented her beautiful ass to me, shoved it in my face, grabbed my hair and pulled me in. I was lost.

"Please, Miss Karen, please allow me to be your... your... person who worships your ass," I begged.

"That's it?" She said. "That's your idea of begging me to do something so important to you?"

"Miss Karen, I don't know how to say the right words but I will do anything you want if you let me indulge myself like that from time to time."

"Anything?"

"Yes, ma'am, I promise. Anything."

"All right, I agree, but that means that you will obey me absolutely and completely and anytime that you fail to follow my orders our deal is off. Do you understand?"

I nodded my head.

"Not good enough, butt boy," she sneered, "I want to hear you say it. I want to hear you say that you will obey me."

I could see my life going down in depravity as I said, "Miss Karen, from this day forward I agree to obey you absolutely and completely."

She smiled an evil smile and said, "Let's see if you're serious. I'm going to give you a task and if you do it successfully I will let you kneel behind me and squirt your slime all over my legs while you indulge yourself on my bottom. How does that sound?"

"Anything, Miss Karen, I'll do anything you want," I begged.

"This is not a game, bottom boy," she chuckled. "If you fail we are done with this need of yours."

"Please, Miss Karen, I can do it."

"Okay, I want you to go over to the corner of the bathroom and kneel there facing the wall."

I crawled to the corner on my hands and knees and knelt up facing the wall. She stepped behind me and yanked my towel off.

"Put your hands behind your head and your nose in the corner," she said. "I want you to stay like that until I return. Then we'll see about indulging your little fantasy."

"But, Miss Karen, how... how long will I be here?"

"That's really not your concern," she laughed. "Your job is to wait here until I get back. But since this is your first time I'll tell you I'm going out to dinner with a friend and then she and I are going to a club to see if we can get lucky. I should be back in about four hours. You better not have moved."

I heard her take a quick shower, throw on some clothes and then she was gone. I couldn't believe I was kneeling here, naked, waiting for a girl who only an hour ago had been my girlfriend and now was... I don't know what she was now.