I love to win…….
Dave from History class would roll his eyes whenever anyone disagreed with him — especially an assertive woman like myself. He was always checking me out; his disdain was sexual tension that would never be remedied.
He wanted me so badly…
I came across Dave at the dining hall, playing chess, just as he moved his queen to secure checkmate. You could see the sneer across his face as he mocked, “uh-oh, BITCH, you lose.” I saw my opportunity: “Hey Dave, would you indulge me in a quick game? How about a little wager: if I beat you, I BEAT you. With my sorority paddle. Here, in front of everyone.” A few people gathered around, snickering.
“What do I get when I win?” Dave asked with his cocky smile. I leaned close to him so he could see down my shirt, and whispered in his ear, you can put that little cock of yours inside me when you win. Dave set up the pieces, blushing.
I kicked off my sandals and placed my foot in Dave’s lap, rubbing my toes on his little wee-wee. He was so eager to be inside my pussy and so distracted that he didn’t develop his pieces! Our game was a massacre. I brought him right to the moment of toe-climax before smiling and moving my knight to checkmate him.
Time for your spanking, BITCH.
The crowd that protected us from campus security cheered as I pulled Dave’s jeans down and pulled him across my skirt. Dave didn’t expect he’d be playing chess with a fem dom fatale ;). I spanked him without pity. SWAT. SWAT. SWAT. SWAT. “Guess you’re not (SWAT) as smart as you (SWAT) think you are, huh Dave?” (SWAT. SWAT. SWAT). I doubt that anyone present will ever forget Dave’s pathetic sobs and pleas for mercy. I know I never will!
Ms. Jenna,
I enjoyed your story and the hook involving the game of kings. It seems like your devious strategy of beginning with a line of attack on his bishop proved to be a most effective one, distracting his defenses and subsequently opened up winning lines against his king. Perhaps is he had his cock in chastity, you know, “castled his king”, he would have been better protected against your advances…
I think chess mirrors life…..the Queen has full reign of the board 😉
Awwwwsome!! Loved this entry, Ms. Jenna! But what about that other cute, quiet guy in History class…you know, the one who is always eyeballing you from across the room, but when you make eye contact, he always looks away and pretends like he wasn’t staring at all? I heard he likes to play chess, too…
Oooooh sounds fun……..I think I have another little pawm to hunt down! >:)
Great post. I can’t help but think how much fun I could have being a Chess Master-bator with you!!!!
Hahaha too funny!! I bet I could work your ranks and files pretty well 😉