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I sat there, staring at her, dumbfounded I’d fallen into her trap so easily, so quickly, and so completely.

She just looked at me, a look of total control and satisfaction on her beautiful face, her salad in front of her.

Cadence and I were in a Female Led Relationship, or at least, we had just started one. After dating for a few weeks, she had informed me she was only interested in proceeding with me further if I agreed to surrender to her complete control. She would control every aspect of my life, finances, what I wore, everything. 

I had told her she almost certainly would not get to punish me very frequently, because I really liked her and wanted to be good. Only about an hour after that conversation, we headed to a restaurant nearby that offered outside dining.

We’d both ordered food, and when the salads arrived, she’d picked up her fork and then watched me take a bite of my salad, then looked at me.

“Put your fork down now,” she said firmly, but not loudly. “Hands in your lap, look at me.”

I knit my brow, confused by her giving me orders here in public, but I obeyed her and met her gaze.

“You agreed, only about an hour ago, to surrender to my total control,” she told me. “Now you’ve already disobeyed and will be punished.”

My jaw dropped. “I disobeyed?”

“I informed you that you were not to eat or drink ANYTHING without my permission,” she said. “Did I give you permission to eat that salad?”

I got very aroused - I was caught! I blushed and dropped my gaze reflexively. “No, Miss Cadence. You did not.”

“Very well,” she said. “You will place your hands on the table on either side of that salad and your head and eyes will remain down. You are to be quiet for the remainder of the meal unless I address you. When the waitress returns, YOU will tell her that you no longer hungry and to cancel your entree order and to take away the salad. If she asks if you’re all right, you WILL tell her, or I will, that you did not get permission to eat from me, therefore you will not be eating.”

I swallowed. I was so embarrassed I wanted to disappear, but she wasn’t finished.

“When I am finished with my meal, we will return home and you WILL be spanked across my lap. You will then stand in the corner for an hour before I spank you again and send you to bed. You will remain naked until I give you permission to dress again. Do you understand me?”

My mouth shook. I felt like I was about to cry from the sheer humiliation and powerlessness of it all.

“I asked you a question, little boy.”

“Yes, I understand, Miss Cadence.”

My throat closed when she looked back at me as I balked at obeying her. She pushed her hair out of her face, her heel still off the ground, and looked at me.

“You surrendered control of your life to me last week,” she said to me as I stood frozen in terror. “I warned you, that submitting to an FLR with me would mean you WOULD be forced to obey me even when you weren’t comfortable doing so. Now, crawl to me on all fours, lick my feet, as I told you.”

I blushed. There were a lot of people around, and even though they might not notice, I was terrified to obey her here, on this public beach. It was the first time she’d given me a degrading command in public.

“Please don’t make me do that here,” I begged, falling to my knees.

“Obey now!” She hissed. “In fact, since you’re being so rebellious, strip off your bathing suit and crawl over here naked, then lick my feet. And if you aren’t nude in three seconds, you WILL be spanked right here for all these people to see, and you will be naked for that, I promise.”

My blush deepened, but I certainly didn’t want to be spanked here. I quickly stripped off my trunks, leaving myself naked before her, then crawled over to her rapidly and began kissing and licking her feet.