Dominique Ch. 05-07

Chapter 05

It’s funny. When i think back to how i was feeling then, i wasn’t even thinking about the weekend. my thoughts were on the previous evening. i’d laid in bed the next morning, replaying it in my mind. i was getting horny just thinking about it. Two cocks. God. i was still sore, but not so sore i couldn’t touch myself.

But i’m not allowed to masturbate in my Master’s presence, not without His permission. And He was asleep. i smiled as i wondered if rubbing my nipples against the silk sheet covering U/us was considered to be masturbation. i felt so sexy and well used. Like i said, i felt a bit sore and i wanted to check. When i touched myself, all i felt was hot, wet slickness. i quickly put my fingers in my mouth and cleaned them in case my Master smelt me on them. mmmmm my Master… He can put out my fire.

i looked at the alarm clock. It was due to go off in fifteen minutes anyway. i looked across at Him and watched Him breathe. He has such a nice broad back. i snuggled up behind Him and slid my hand lightly and slowly down His side and over His hip. He didn’t even stir. i kissed His back as my hand went lower down over His muscular thigh then with my fingernails i very lightly came slowly back up. i wanted Him awake but i didn’t want to wake Him unpleasantly.

i gently made little licking motions on His back. i curled my hand around His hip and massaged gently quite close to His crotch. He stirred at that moment. i slid back a bit as He turned and lay on His back and i gasped quietly. When He turned He brought my hand, palm down against His lower abdomen, between His belly and His cock. It was hard and hot against the back of my hand. mmmm i smiled. But Sir was still not awake.

In my position, laying on my side facing Him, my thighs rubbed together deliciously. my hands were beginning to tremble with need. i caressed His cock with the back of my fingers as i softly rubbed His lower tummy. i slid my hand back a little, out from under His cock and lifted it and moved it back, placing it right on it. i hesitated a moment, enjoying the feel of His hardness in my palm. When He still didn’t stir, i very slowly curled my fingers around it and gave it a squeeze. He moaned softly and i trembled some more. my skin was tingling and i felt like such a naughty girl. i wished He would just wake up and fuck Me! With a light touch my curled fingers traveled the length of His cock, from base to tip and back again. He groaned a little. He was waking up!

“mmmm dominique… that’s lovely,” He slurred, yawning and stretching His arms over His head.

“Good morning Sir, i hope you slept well.” i beamed at Him and squeezed His cock gently again.

“Very well thankyou pet,” He said as He rolled to face me, “yourself?”

“Like a baby Sir,” i smiled and squeezed His cock again. God i wished He would cover me with kisses and fuck me hard.

“Good… Sore?” He smiled at me.

“Only a little bit Sir, more horny than anything,” i confessed.

“Slut,” He grinned.

“Yes Sir!” i grinned back and squeezed Him again.

At that moment the alarm went off. my Master rolled over and threw His legs over the side of the bed. He sat up facing away from me and reached for His watch from the bedside table and put it on.

“C’mon dominique, playtime is later.”

“Oh, but Sirrr…”

He turned on me at once and repeated.

” ‘LATER’ I said. Now get your slutty ass out of bed and make U/us some coffee. W/we have a big day ahead.” With that He rose and went into O/our walk-in wardrobe, His long cock bobbing in front of Him, pointing the way. i reached down and touched myself again, just a quick furtive rub to feel nice.

“And *don’t* get any ideas pet.” Oohhhh… i pouted to myself.

i found myself in the kitchen pouring the coffee and feeling sorry for myself. i remembered His words from the night before in the bath after everything that happened. “Never be ashamed of your desires, or of Mine.” Maybe Andrew was just keeping me on my toes. Then i realised maybe He just wanted me horny. i grinned to myself and felt a bit wicked. i was horny alright! When He came down to the kitchen He sat down, leaned back and sipped at His coffee, looking at me. i smiled at Him and ran the fingers of both hands through my hair, fluffing it out a bit.

“Take your coffee with you and go get changed pet. Time’s a-wasting.”

“Yes Sir. Anything You’d like me to wear Sir?”

“T-shirt, not too tight, shorts and sandals. No underwear please pet.”

“Yes Sir.” And off i trotted. No nooky before W/we left. When i came back downstairs Andrew had packed the van and W/we were ready to go. i grabbed my handbag with some lip gloss and odds and ends and W/we were off.

The drive up was strange. Master parried any questions i had about the weekend. He said it was a surprise. He said i should be ready for anything, at any time. That’s all He said, but it got my juices stirred up. A lot of the time W/we drove in silence. i wondered a couple of times if i was in trouble somehow. But i dismissed the thought thinking i had been good. i think i dozed off a couple of times too.

W/we arrived at Dean’s cabin about noon. The place was very secluded, with a lake that came up almost to the back of the cabin. There was also a boat dock, but no boat. Very very nice place. It looked like it would be a nice relaxing weekend, getting some sun, swimming, drinking and hanging out…

Boy was i wrong.

Dean and gigi rushed out to meet U/us. W/we unloaded the van and put everything away. It was a beautiful day. i had no idea what to expect, but i felt good. What i mean is, i know Dean and gigi can be pretty wild. Or so Master had told me.

gigi asked me if I wanted to go for a swim. Did i ever! The water looked lovely. Andrew said it was ok. While we were splashing around gigi asked me if Andrew had said anything about the weekend and i told her no. she smiled at this and kissed me on the cheek and then took my hand and led me out of the water towards the Guys.

They were sitting on the back deck drinking beer. They got quiet as we approached.

Andrew put up His hand to stop me getting closer and I halted in my tracks and dropped my hand from gigi’s.

He said, “Be a good girl and take your bathing suit off so W/we can A/all see that luscious body of yours.” i was kind of embarrassed, but i just did it! i posed with my hands on my hips, feet apart a little how He likes it. Then he told me to come kneel quietly on the floor next to Him. Dean told gigi to undress, which she did very slowly. i looked up and saw both Dean’s and Andrew’s eyes glued to gigi. i smiled. gigi and i got on quite well and i was pleased to see her… and even more pleased to see her naked… she has a very nice body, very muscular, very lean. i was getting horny all over again, and i too could hardly take my eyes off her.

she finished her slow strip looking right at me! she was grinning and i was feeling very nervous, my stomach fluttering madly. she approached Dean, and then dropped down to her knees and began undressing Him using just her mouth.

i don’t know how she did this so easily… lots of practice no doubt! But in no time His shirt was open and His pants were on the ground and His cock was at attention. i turned to Andrew and saw that He was very excited by all this too. But i wasn’t sure what to do. Whether He wanted me to follow suit or what… But i remembered He said just to kneel there. So that’s what i did.

i figured it was a test or a game. i watched gigi engulf Dean’s hard cock with her mouth. And i could tell by Dean’s expression He was enjoying it immensely. i so very much wanted to do the same for Andrew, even just to show off a bit, but He made no move to have me do it. He just kept staring at gigi and Dean and rubbing His cock through His pants. That was when i realized how hot i had become watching all this. If only Andrew would look at me He would know how much i wanted His cock in my mouth…

Then Dean said “stop” and gigi did as fast as that. she bowed her head to Dean’s feet and asked if she had displeased Him. He said no, but told her she was neglecting His guest and that she was to correct this oversight immediately. gigi turned on hands and knees and moved to Andrew. she didn’t even look at me. she began to undress Andrew using only her mouth and teeth just like with Dean until Andrew too was mostly undressed. Andrew’s beautiful cock was so hard, i wanted it so bad, my pussy was wet and aching for it.

gigi took it in her mouth and started sucking it. i suddenly became sooo jealous. i don’t think i was ever this jealous before. But i just sat there. i couldn’t move as i watched her pleasing Andrew and looking up into His eyes. And each moan from Him made it that much harder.

And then Dean came up behind her and for an instant i thought He was coming for me, but He began telling gigi what a good girl she was and lifted her by the hips to hands and knees. He slid His nice big stiff cock into her pussy and began fucking her hard. He was fucking her so hard He was pulling her off the ground by the hips while her mouth clung to Andrew’s cock. And Andrew had His hands wrapped in her hair telling her what a beautiful mouth she had as His cock slipped into her throat. i could see it bulging there in her throat as it slid in and out. i was so mad i started to cry, but i didn’t make a sound just tears staining my face as i gritted my teeth. T/they were so close to me, i could have touched T/them. i could smell the sex coming off of T/them… it made me so wet… what was happening to me?

Finally Andrew moaned He was about to cum. Dean started slapping gigi on the ass so hard i could see prints of His hands, and He told her to cum as He fucked her even harder.

i think they all came about the same time there on the porch. Then Dean pulled out of her, picked her up and threw her over His shoulder. And the three of T/them went inside, leaving me still kneeling on the porch. T/they didn’t even look at me. Not even Andrew! Just like i wasn’t even there! i was in such discomfort and needed to touch myself so bad.

i just knelt there with tears streaming down my face. And N/no-one had done anything to me. i was sooo jealous. i could hear T/them inside. i could hear gigi moaning and Them calling her a slut.

i knelt there until almost sunset, at least three hours! And i was being eaten alive by mosquitoes! Listening to T/them moaning and groaning. gigi got spanked hard, i also heard the sound of leather on flesh… it does make a very distinctive sound.

Finally the door opened and Andrew came out dressed. He didn’t say a word just grabbed my arm and pulled me to my feet and led me to O/our room. He told me to get dressed and ready for dinner, which T/they had started preparing. i was completely distraught. He left me there without saying anything else, not kissing me, not touching me. i was so numb i didn’t think i could have shed any more tears.

i figured i had done something wrong, as if i had failed whatever test i hadn’t realised i was taking. i came into the kitchen where gigi was cooking and asked if i could help. she said “of course” and gave me the job of chopping vegetables, very brave of her giving me a knife! There was so much stew, i thought maybe there would be other Guests for dinner but there wasn’t…

W/we had dinner… the three of T/them chatted up a storm. i smiled and nodded my head at all the appropriate places in the conversation. Then when dinner was finished gigi got up and took Andrew’s hand and led Him to her and Dean’s bedroom. i felt my jaw clench and i knew my emotions were all over my face. Dean got up and asked me if i could help Him with the dishes.

i said, “Yes Sir, sure.”

Before long the dishes were done. Dean took my hand and led me to Andrew’s and my room and i thought…… but He turned to me, kissed me on the forehead and said goodnight, then went to His room and shut the door. i could hear what was going on in there and i was so upset being shutout like that. i went to bed crying, trying to think if i had done anything wrong or if this nightmare of a test was ever going to end.

Sometime during the night i figured it was a test of my self-control, and i figured i was overreacting to the fact that i was being left out. And i tried to understand why i was being left out. i was confused and upset, humiliated even. And i was horny! God so horny.

i really wanted to break the “no masturbating” rule. i came so close to doing it. But i was good. i so so SO badly needed S/someone to touch me. i fell asleep realizing that my emotions were so easy to read, and that i wasn’t supposed to be jealous if Andrew found pleasure with another woman. i also realized i was jealous of all the attention gigi was getting. i was determined not to let it get to me the next day…

The next morning when i awoke Andrew was still not in my bed. i knew He usually loved to make love in the morning, all that rushing testosterone… i got up and could hear the three of T/them at it again. i choked down a small sob…. more a sigh than anything… and decided to make breakfast. i make a damn fine pancake i’ll have you know. i made the works: pancakes, bacon, sausages, eggs, coffee, juice…..i felt my arteries choking with cholesterol just looking at the table…

T/they came out in various states of undress and sat down. i served each O/one before i served myself. i was cheerful asking how T/they slept. i was so cheerful it hurt. After breakfast i washed the dishes and put everything away…. i tried to ignore T/them.

And apart from praising breakfast and how good it was…. which to be honest left me all glowing inside… T/they were still ignoring me. T/they got their suits on and went out to go for a swim. T/they didn’t even ask me if i wanted to come… i did get this odd look from Andrew. i just glimpsed it from the corner of my eye and when i turned to look at Him He looked away. i couldn’t really read it. i pretended i didn’t see it anyway.

i watched T/them swimming from the kitchen windows. The Guys were all over gigi, or gigi was all over Them. T/they floated for awhile till about noonish. By that time i had a nice lunch prepared and cold drinks all ready for T/them.

It was hard still hard being cheerful but i endeavored to try. i again served each of T/them before i sat down. T/they were all praising how good the sandwiches were, and how good and cold the lemonade was. i thought something might have changed and i was somehow winning favor. But Andrew still never spoke directly to me, and barely looked at me. So i made small talk, asking T/them about their swim and how the water was. i asked Andrew if I could go for a swim, and He said of course.

After putting away the dishes i headed toward the bedroom to change into my swimsuit. Andrew, gigi and Dean had adjourned to the living area and were sitting on the sofa with gigi sandwiched between the two of Them. They each had a breast in Their mouths and a hand between her legs. Somewhere along the way i forgot my plan and started getting angry and frustrated again. i barely looked at T/them and walked into the bedroom to change into my swimsuit.

i was completely undressed and about to put my suit on when the door opened. It was Dean. i stood there naked and waiting, my heart in my mouth. He walked in and shut the door behind Him. For some reason i couldn’t bring myself to look into His eyes, i stood there looking at the floor waiting. i was seething and confused for so many reasons.

He came to me and lifted my chin to make me look into His eyes. He said, “Is something wrong? you seem upset.” i merely shook my head. i was afraid of the tremble i could feel in my throat. Afraid i would say the wrong thing. He kissed me on the mouth and pulled me to Him. But i wasn’t in the mood to be played with and tried to pull away. He held on tight grabbing my wrists and twisting them behind me.

He whispered in my ear… “you’re mad Andrew is finding pleasure in another woman… you’re jealous, angry, frustrated His cock is in her mouth and not yours… wondering what you’ve done wrong… how close am I?” i tried to stop shaking and tried very hard not to cry as His hands gripped my wrists even tighter.

He said, “you should be pleased He finds pleasure in gigi.” i didn’t say anything. i didn’t know what to say. He asked me if i thought Andrew had been upset when Paul fucked me while He was away. i knew He was right, and meekly answered “no, Sir”. Dean smiled and then said that He thought Andrew was being much too gentle with me.

He looked into my face and said “your place is to serve Andrew and to bring pleasure to Him in every act or action. Whether it is in pleasing Him directly, or pleasing Him by pleasing S/someone else, at His direction. you are to find pleasure yourself in doing as He bids you. Seeing Him receive pleasure from another should also please you, as it is *His* pleasure that is your focus, not yours.”

God i couldn’t stop with the damned tears again. Deans eyes narrowed as He looked deeply into mine. “Why are you crying dominique?”

my fists clenched in anger and frustration, my belly tightened and my face burned hotly. Before i knew it i committed a cardinal sin.

i sobbed as i raised my voice, almost shouting at Him!

“You actually think i need a FUCKING REASON???”

Well, Dean just stood there looking at me. Daggers. His eyes were like daggers that passed right through me. The venom in my own words frightened me, but not as much as the look on Dean’s face.

“Please… Dean… please… i’m sorry…”

And with that He turned me around and i shrieked as He tossed me on the bed face down. He grabbed my wrists and bound them together with rope. He pulled them up above my back, tying them off in a ring over the bed, effectively pressing my face into the bed.

i turned my head and looked at Him as He was taking one foot and tying it to the bed post. i was feeling strange, almost elated. i mean i felt sick to my stomach with my outburst. i wanted to say i was frustrated beyond my endurance, but it would not have been true. i just wanted some attention. That was all. i don’t LIKE being ignored. It’s not nice. And… ohh… what am i saying….

Dean pulled the other foot to the other bedpost and tied it, spreading my legs wide apart.

“Please Sir… i’m sorry… Dean please…”

“dominique… you may not speak.”

i nodded and closed my eyes, composing myself.

i had never been whipped with a belt before. Dean withdrew His thick black leather belt from His jeans and wound the buckle into His hand. i started to tremble when i opened my eyes and saw the look in His. It wasn’t anger. It wasn’t hatred. It was disgust.

Then there was nothing. i turned my head to look at Dean and saw Him facing the doorway. i strained around to see in the corner of my eye… Andrew!

“Well?” Dean asked, looking at my Master.

“Start now… I’ll tell You when to stop,” He replied.

Twice Dean whipped the belt through the air beside the bed. i couldn’t believe He planned to hit me that hard.

“Wait,” said Andrew. Then He strode into the room and sat down on the bed next to my head, pulling my head into His hip and stroking my hair. “Ok, now.”

For ten minutes Dean lashed across my ass, up my back, and down my thighs. Then He stopped. i was sobbing again now but in pain and exhaustion. my shoulders ached terribly, my ass was on fire, and my thighs were quivering. Andrew kept stroking my hair while i felt Dean’s hand touch my ass and i moaned. His hand slipped to my pussy and must have come back soaking with my juices. He wiped His hand across my thigh. i heard myself whispering, begging, pleading with Him to please touch me again. He pushed His fingers back into me and i came with such a rush i passed out.

It was dark in the room when i awoke to the feeling of big warm hands untying me and placing my arms out straight and my legs together. my shoulders ached and i wanted to stretch but i heard a voice in the darkness say “Don’t move.” i felt the tails of a flogger lightly being dragged up and down my welted back.

The deep voice was not one i recognized, but i didn’t have much of a chance to ponder that. The flogger whipped through the air, back and forth, back and forth, not quite touching me but whipping the air next to my skin. Then it started to just clip me on each pass. His pace was rhythmic and leisurely. Whap.. whap… whap… whap… Up and down my back and thighs, up and back, up and back. It was just right. It hurt but only a little. It was amazing He had such accuracy in the darkness. After the belt it was almost soothing. i could feel my lust returning. It must have been about five minutes later when He stopped and picked me up in those large warm hands. He carried me into the dining room and laid me on the table.

It was so bright after the darkness of my bedroom, i had my hands up covering my eyes. The man was not someone i knew. He was at least six feet six inches tall and He was the Blackest Man i had ever seen. Andrew and Dean spread me out and tied my wrists and ankles to the table legs. i was face up.

i didn’t know what was happening. They all seemed to be waiting for something to happen. Andrew said “I see you have met Miles.”

i nodded my assent and smiled at Miles.

At that moment gigi entered carrying a large bowl of something steaming towards the table. she was smiling at me and looking around at the Others as she walked right up to me. Andrew nodded. i couldn’t see what was in the bowl until she poured some of it all over my breasts. Hot gravy! It was very hot, running over my breasts and down my stomach. i writhed and moaned at the same time. It was hot and though it *felt* like it burned at first, it didn’t. Dean and Andrew’s mouths were on my flesh licking it off. Miles was licking my pussy even though there was no gravy there. i was squirming on the table from their mouths and moaning with the pain in my back and ass against the hard table.

gigi served Them meat on me which she had cut into bite sizes. Then vegetables, carrots, mashed potatoes and more gravy. i was just a big moving, moaning plate. It was erotic and stimulating and humiliating at the same time. But they wouldn’t let me cum.

When They were through, Dean picked up the bowl and poured more gravy on me. Andrew told gigi to “go ahead.” gigi began licking and sucking the food from my skin. she started at my breasts and licked every inch of them, then sucked my nipples till they ached so much. i was in such need of being fucked or something. gigi kept brushing her fingers against my clit, as she worked her way down my body, cleaning and licking me. i had never thought i would be in this position with another woman touching me, i just hadn’t thought of it. i wanted to protest but all that came out of my mouth was moans and i was begging her not to stop.

she seemed to know how bad a state i was in, and knelt on the floor with her face between my legs and her hands scratching her nails up and down my thighs. Andrew told me to “beg her,” and i did straight away, begging and pleading her to “tongue my cunt, suck my clit, oh God please do it!” i was so hot. my back arched and i came as soon as her tongue touched my clit! But she didn’t stop and soon i was going up again. she was tonguing me deep and the Men were pouring more hot gravy over me and licking it off and sucking my nipples. Then gigi began sucking on me. Oh, it felt sooo good. i just came and came and came.

At some point i think Someone said gigi was paying too much attention to me because Miles came up behind her and pulled her back from me. Then He began fucking her. she still had her hands on my thighs and was looking up at me from between my legs.

i looked up at Andrew and He looked at Dean and nodded His head. They untied me and roughly turned me over and poured more gravy on me. i figured yummy it’s the second course. But then Miles called out “simone!” and a beautiful black woman appeared from the corner of the room. i hadn’t even noticed her there.

she approached me slowly and of course as she got closer it was harder to look in her eyes. she pulled my head up by the hair and slapped my face. i screamed and looked at Andrew standing there watching. i guess everyone was watching because it was very quiet. And i could feel the heat of my skin. And the muscles tightening in my gut and pussy. And i felt totally humiliated as she slapped my face again then pulled my mouth to her pussy.

“Eat my cunt,” she said matter-of-factly.

i hesitated and she slapped my face again! my neck was stretched back and i was trembling as i reached out with my tongue and she screamed at me “Eat my cunt you prissy little bitch!”

i pushed my tongue under her. i pressed my nose into her wetness and slid my tongue from her opening right up to her clit. she mewed and shivered as my tongue swirled around her little hardness and i flicked across it. i could feel my own cum building. simone was slapping my face much more softly now and telling me to bite her here and there. To push my tongue right up inside her or to suck her clit… Miles asked simone how i was doing and she replied, “Better Sir… mmm… much better…”

What a way to eat my first pussy. i was so desperately hot. Then i felt a big vibrator being pushed into my pussy. i started to writhe around in the ropes and then my ass was being spanked!

This tall black submissive woman was mashing my mouth into her pussy and humping my face while looking down at me, tears were coursing down my cheeks from the pain or the joy i don’t know which. i had a huge vibrator buzzing in my stretched cunt and four hands were spanking my ass. Then i felt a well-lubed cock being pushed into my ass and gigi’s voice saying “jeez that looks SO good.” i turned my head each way a little and saw Andrew and Dean each spanking my ass and laughing. That meant Miles was fucking my ass. my toes started to curl as i tried to hold back my cum. i felt strange as my cum welled up in the back of my pussy and spread with numbing tingles through my loins. For some reason i didn’t feel like i deserved to cum. But my body didn’t care! i heard Andrew say “watch My gorgeous slut cum Fellas!” And gosh did i ever!

i lay there totally exhausted. Weeping in humiliation and joy and defeat. Andrew untied me and took me in His arms and to the shower. He washed me all over. The whole time i was trying to hold back more tears. i was asking Him to please forgive me for being angry and upset and jealous about gigi and that He could have anyone He wanted and i wouldn’t mind – to please forgive me for my foolish pride and my arrogant need to be the centre of attention – to please forgive me for taking Him for granted and that i never ever would ever again… Then i begged Him to please touch me… to please tell me He wanted to keep me…

With that He took me in His arms and told me how good i was for enduring this lesson and that everything would be alright. He led me to the bedroom and put me to bed. He kissed me. His hands were all over my skin. It felt sooo good. i didn’t want Him to stop. But He did. He left me there in bed by myself. i fell asleep before He came back. He slept with me that night.

On Sunday morning i awoke to muffled screams. Andrew sat up in bed and said, “Come on, W/we’re missing it!”.

It was still early, the sun was just coming up. i quietly got up and pulled my robe around me, tip-toeing behind Andrew. i could hear heavy breathing and muffled moans. People muttering, talking. i couldn’t make out what was being said as i stood beside Andrew just inside Dean and gigi’s doorway. The room was lit by candle light. There were four figures on the bed. There was enough light to see what was happening. gigi lay on her back with Dean on one side and simone on the other. They were holding her legs apart at the knees… holding her knees up and wide apart.

Miles was between her legs pushing His huge hand into her pussy. Not just His fingers, His whole hand! gigi was in such a state. Tears were flowing down her cheeks. Dean and simone were each sucking and biting her breasts rather harshly from what i could see. i was actually fixing to go in and stop T/them when gigi let out such a moan.

she started begging T/them not to stop. Miles began pumping His whole hand in and out of gigi. she appeared to be on the edge of agony and ecstasy. The look on her face was….primal. Right then Dean looked straight at me. And i just froze. But He smiled and went back to sucking and biting gigi’s body.

Part of me couldn’t look away. i had never seen or heard of what i was seeing. Miles’ hands were huge, how could He have possibly gotten one into gigi? i soon realized my own breathing was becoming ragged and i was wet. Again.

But i wasn’t invited in so i just kept on watching. i was so horny it was unbearable. i tried to look away but Andrew took a fist of my hair and made me watch. i closed my eyes but i couldn’t get the image of gigi with Miles’ fist in her pussy out of my head. i started rubbing my pussy watching them. i was glad Andrew didn’t stop me. i was getting hotter and hotter all over again. Keeping hold of my hair and making me watch, Andrew bent me over and started giving me medium hard spanks on my ass. He told me to pull up the back of my robe and i did. i was spanked over and over for ten minutes until gigi came screaming.

Then Andrew hugged me and led me back to O/our bedroom. He made gentle and passionate love to me through two mighty orgasms. i couldn’t believe how hot it made me, makes me, watching and being watched, being spanked, god, everything!. Being told what to do, even being deprived makes me hot. i thought about all these things as i lay awake with Andrew sleeping soundly beside me.

And then it dawned on me… i shouldn’t expect to be fucked or even touched unless it was what HE wanted. That’s all! It’s Him… *He* is what matters to me… i’m just along for the ride… god what a ride!

So i finally fell asleep again realizing that i wasn’t the centre of attention and i couldn’t and shouldn’t be jealous if Andrew wanted to please Himself with someone else, because i knew He loved me. He would never have put me through all this if He didn’t love me.

When i woke up it was mid-morning, and simone was there next to me, staring down at me from a propped up elbow. she smiled and kissed me on the mouth and pulled me to her. i could feel her warm soft breasts and erect nipples pressing into my skin. When she let me go i noticed Andrew leaning on the door frame naked and staring at us, smiling. His cock was hard and erect too. simone got out of bed and literally dragged me with her.

i wanted to tell Andrew what i had figured out but simone just pushed me to my knees and i stared up at my Man lovingly as she pushed my head onto His cock. i realised it didn’t matter what i had figured out. What mattered was my Master’s throbbing cock was going down my throat and i wanted it to! i wanted to hear him moan in delight. i heard simone say “i thought You said she couldn’t take it all…”

my Master replied, “she can take a lot more than I thought she could…”

And my heart soared. i could still please Him. i wanted to shout that i could take anything He would give me. i’d take it willingly! i’d take it and i’d relish it, every moment, every word, every touch. Every chance i had. Everything around me faded away. All that existed was the look of pleasure on my Master’s face. i wanted it to be there always when He looked at me. No matter what He was doing. No matter who with. No matter what He asked of me. If i could have that look, whenever He looked at me, i vowed to myself i would be satisfied. And i did feel satisfied. No… *more* than just that… i felt wonderful!

i felt more His than i ever had. Yes, O/our lives together had taken an amazing turn. And i did wonder what could possibly happen to me next. But i wasn’t afraid. i was happy. Truly happy. Not overwhelmed. At peace. And He knew it. He stroked my hair and groaned out His love for me and emptied Himself into my adoring mouth. He drew me to my feet and into His arms. i buried my face in His neck and He picked me up and took me back to O/our bed. i felt like i was high on something.

The rest of the morning flew by. W/we all ate together. W/we all talked and laughed and i can’t even remember what about.

Chapter 06

It was a typical Sunday morning. my Master had taken a trip to the local bakery for some Danish pastries to have with O/our coffee. i had a few minutes to myself and was lying in bed thinking…

i was thinking about ‘marks’; about the significance of being ‘marked’, and about how it affects me when i see and feel them on myself. And i don’t mean being beaten black and blue with bruises… i mean just a few, here and there, strategically placed. Sometimes i can feel them through my clothes. It actually affects me, being able to feel them without touching them, knowing they are there with me. Being marked somehow helps me feel owned, and serves as a reminder of my submission to Andrew.

Andrew has asked me, “Do you consider yourself My slave or My submissive, pet?”

i have always answered, “Your submissive Sir,” without really thinking.

i wonder if i am a slave? Does the slave, or the submissive, enjoy feeling the marks of her Master, long after the act, or can both enjoy the result of a vigorous play session? Does the difference between the two come down to a matter of consensuality? Is a submissive more agreeable than a slave? Andrew told me that a slave was one who puts his or her entire being at their Master’s or Mistress’ disposal, without limit, and nothing less would satisfy him or her. He also told me that a submissive was one who, by a choice that may be revoked, relinquishes a limited amount of power over themselves; and with this, he or she is satisfied.

i wondered about that for a while… then i wondered why Andrew wanted me to think about it…. did i not satisfy Him? Is there more of myself i can give Him? Is that what He wants? And… what exactly is it that satisfies me?

All these thoughts wandered through my mind as my fingers wandered over my skin. i felt the welts and wondered if i had bruised very much. i was a bit sore, but not too bad. More just uncomfortable, and a bit bumpy. Andrew had cropped me very hard last night. Particularly on my ass and the upper part of the back of my thighs. i hadn’t been naughty. He was doing it because sometimes He likes to. i like it too…

i looked across at my full length mirror. i decided to take a look. i slid out of bed, winced, and walked over to the mirror. i turned around and looked over my shoulder and put my hands on my hips. i grimaced a little at what i saw. i do bruise fairly easily. my ass and the back of my thighs were dotted with blotches of slightly raised red marks. Here and there were thin short lines of darker bruising. i thought they might take a day or so to go away. i ran my cupped hands tentatively over my ass and visions of last night came flooding back…

i was kneeling on O/our bed with my head down and my ass up. Andrew wanted my forehead resting on the bed. my knees were spread very widely and my wrists were cuffed behind my back. i was naked except for my collar. He told me he wanted me prepared before He fucked me. Just like that.

“I want your ass nice and red before I fuck you pet. Curve your back like that… yes… Lovely.”

i think He also said something about it pleasing Him to do it. When He started with His crop it was so gentle. He really took His time and found His rhythm. It just made me squirm. i couldn’t help it. i moaned and groaned. i blush just thinking about some of the words i used.

mmm… Being struck. Not violently of course, but when it’s done in a manner that is designed for pleasure, it excites me. It’s sooo… what are the words… it’s almost humiliation but it’s not that. It’s an incredibly gentle and erotic humiliation. To be on the end of what is essentially a stick. Being beaten like an animal. And yet so sensuously… the feelings just build and build. And it reinforces my submission. When my Man is standing over me… mmmmm… And when pain is worked up to, it’s so very different to just being belted…

Andrew wanted me to tell Him faster or harder.

“I want you to keep Me informed pet, to tell Me what you are feeling and to ask Me if you want more or less.”

“Yes Sir…” i breathed and shuddered with pleasure. Just being bent over like that, on my knees with my wrists cuffed behind me, was enough to give me the pleasure shakes. Trying to tell my Master what was happening to me always made it more intense.

“Tell Me if its good, or just right pet, by your words and your actions. Push your ass back if you want more. Tell Me if it’s a bit too hard and certainly tell Me if it’s too much.” He always says this.

“mmm… Yes Sir…” i got comfortable and tried to relax.

“Good girl.” He started smoothing the end of the crop over my skin. He was just touching me and gliding slowly. The folded tip of the leather was just a little cooler than my skin. The sense of foreboding combined with the sensory was delicious.

“How does that feel pet?”

“mmm nice Sir..”

Pop.

“mmm… ” i squirmed and clenched inside. i automatically pressed back against the crop as it smoothed over the light pink welt it had left. i didn’t even think about it. i didn’t have to wait long for the next one either…

Pop.

“I am going to colour in your ass pet. First a nice light shade of pink and then slowly more and more red. Do you understand?”

Pop.

“mmm… Yessss…” i said as i pressed back against the tip of the soothing crop.

Pop.

“You like this don’t you pet?” Andrew asked.

“mmm Your pet does Sir. It makes her forget everything. More please Sir, please…” i pressed back.

Pop.

“her nipples are so hard they hurt Sir…”

“Good girl.”

Pop.

“her pussy is already so wet Sir, she is so hot inside she can feel it.”

“Use stronger language tonight dominique.”

“her cunt is so wet Sir,” Pop! “ohhh… mmmm” i pressed back again.

Andrew reached between my legs and lightly stroked the smooth moist skin of my pussy… barely touching me.

i rolled my hips against His fingers. i wanted more but He withdrew them.

i pressed back against the tip of the crop when He smoothed it over my ass. i was trying to stimulate my clit. Andrew noticed of course.

Pop.

“Keep a little more still pet.”

Pop.

“ohhh… sorry Sir… yes Sir,” i breathed.

Pop. Pop.

“mmmm… that’s just right Sir…” i closed my eyes and swooned.

Pop. Pop.

Pop!

“Ooohhh….”

Pop! Pop! i clenched my teeth and felt the sharper pain dissipate.

“my cunt is..”

Pop! Pop! Pop!

“Oohhhh… Your slut’s cunt is ..” Pop! “Ooohh.. verrry wet Sir…”

“I’ll have to check again pet.”

I saw Andrew put the crop down next to me on the bed. His warm hands spread my ass cheeks and i felt Him press His lips to my mottled skin in a kiss. Then He ran His fingers firmly up and down my opening, parting my lips and spreading out the juices. He pressed His fingers against me. He touched the source of my wetness and pushed inside me. I shuddered as His fingers slid into me and back out again. He firmly forced two fingers back inside, all the way. i gripped them tightly and gasped.

“Oooohhhh….”

“Slut…” He whispered.

“Y..y.. yes Sir…” i felt like i was hurtling toward my orgasm. He withdrew His fingers and i pulled back from the edge.

His fingers ran over my asshole, wetting me there too. i pressed back against them.

“Almost ready pet.”

“mmmmm…” i couldn’t help it.

“you enjoy being touched here, don’t you dominique…” He caressed my now lubricated anus.

“Yes Sir,” i squeaked and shuddered a little more.

He swirled His fingers over my asshole, increasing the pressure.

“you like things in your ass quite a lot don’t you My little slut…”

“Mmmmm… Yes Sir,” i breathed. His two fingers pressed my hole open and pushed just inside. They came out just as quickly and i pressed my ass back instinctively.

“I think you need your plug… don’t you dominique?”

“Yes Sir,” i was getting so frantically horny, “your slut needs her asshole plugged while you fuck her Sir!”

Andrew was already moving to His bedside table when He mumbled, “Just as I thought…”

He moved the couple of paces back and put my plug down on the bed. The whole time His free hand was caressing my ass in big circles. He picked up the crop and slid it under me near my face and told me to hold it between my teeth. i did. Then He picked up the plug again. For a short moment i braced myself before feeling the plug steadily being pressed deep into my pussy.

“Mmmmm… ooohhhhh Sir…” Half in surprise!

i shuddered some more and pressed back again as that plug slid in and stretched my pussy inside. Delicious…

“Oohhhhh…” i moaned and arched, lifting my head from the bed and tossing my hair down my back. my eyes rolled in my head and my thighs tensed.

Andrew grabbed a handful of my hair and He took up the slack in His fist. He slid the plug almost out. Then in again slowly.

“I see you won’t keep your head down dominique…. you will stay that way then.”

Each forward movement of my head was stopped with a pull of my hair. i licked my lips. He slid the plug back and forth again and again. i was starting to tremble. i was going to cum!!! i couldn’t cum without telling Him. i had to tell Him!

“Ooohhh please Sir…. please!” Andrew stopped the movement of the plug.

“What is it My precious little whore…”

“This girl is… is… very close Sir!” i curled my toes trying to stop it.

“W/we can’t have that…” He slid the plug very slowly out of me.

i groaned in frustration.

“Oooohhhh….”

His hands were on my ass spreading my cheeks again. i could definitely feel the juices running down the inside of one thigh. Somehow i noticed it was slightly cooler as it dried on my skin. A counterpoint to the hot redness of my as, the juicy heat of my pussy and the tangled throbbing nerve endings of my clit. He took the plug and wiped it up and down my dripping cunt, twisting and coating it. i gritted my teeth. Partly for the entry, partly to calm my rising passion. i knew what was to come. i had a better idea. i bit my lip.

“Here is something for My dirty ass-fucking slut….”

“Ooohhhhh….” i moaned as He pressed the plug against me. i bore down like He had taught me and i felt my ass opening, stretching and accepting. An intense rush of adrenaline and pain ran through me. i felt faint. my asshole stretched and stretched then gradually closed around the base of the plug. Andrew stroked my ass with His open palm. In moments the tight pain was replaced by an intense fullness.

“Good girl.”

i wondered if my lip was bleeding. i imagined i could taste blood.

Pop! Pop! Andrew had retrieved His crop.

Pop! Pop! Pop!

“Oooohhh fuck… mmmmm…..”

i pressed my ass back again. my skin was becoming hotter back there. Each strike of the crop was firm. He was on the second ‘coat’. He was using the same pattern as the first coat. i recognised it and began to anticipate each kiss of the crop. Alternate cheeks. Larger and larger circles from the centre of each cheek. Closer and closer to my pussy and asshole as the circle wound around.

Then a change.

Pop! Pop! Pop!

Down the back of one thigh.

Pop! Pop! Pop!

Down the back of the other.

Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop!

Back up the first thigh.

Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop!

Back up the other.

i don’t know where i went. i felt my body shaking. The pops didn’t sound the same anymore. They sounded more like thuds. my moans sounded low and drawn out like they were in slow motion. i could hear my breathing and my heart, thudding in my chest faster and faster. Or was it the crop… i couldn’t tell. so close to my pussy… so close to my full ass. There was a dull roar in my ears. my skin prickled all over my body.

i turned my head against His hair-pulling and i watched Him. His tanned broad chest twisted with His movements. Trickles of sweat ran down His sparkling skin. He was watching His work. He turned to look at me. i must have been a sight. His green eyes pierced mine and He saw i was ready.

He threw the crop to the floor and tore open His leather pants, not bothering to remove them. His hands gripped me under my hips and moved me into the position He wanted. He wedged the head of His hard cock between the lips of my pussy. His words bent my world.

“Cum when you want, I don’t give a fuck!”

And He impaled me. Not smoothly and insistently. Nooo, not at all. He shoved His hard long cock straight up my cunt. i was full. Suddenly and beautifully full.

“Aaaaahhhhhh….oohhhoohhhhhhhhhhhh… ” i moaned, and came. And came again.

“Ooohhhh fffuccckkkkk Sirrrr… oooohhhhhhhhhhhhh…..gggoddddddddd…….. ”

And so it went. my body flung into the fiery cauldron of my submission. The last i remember was my Master slapping my ass, pulling my hair, twisting my plug, and fucking me endlessly. i woke up in the middle of the night…

Andrew must have fucked me more than once. O/our combined spendings left me lying in a big wet spot. And god… my ass and thighs, the back of them, were on fire! i turned over to face my Master. i spooned my body to His and slipped my arm around his torso. i calmed and thought briefly about what had happened. What He had done to me.

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It wasn’t the first time… and it wouldn’t be the last. But *every* time was like the first time. Every time i brushed my fingertips over my welts, His welts, was like the first time. Every time i turned around and looked at myself over my shoulder in the mirror, was like the first time.

Is there the remotest possibility i might ever tire of my own use? i am most certainly a satisfied woman… when i think about what happens to me in my life, warm shivers go through my body. my life exceeds the most outrageous fantasies i had prior to my submission. How could i not be satisfied? i never imagined i would be here, in a relationship like this…

Then my brow furrowed as i remembered Andrew’s words last night… “Cum when you want, I don’t give a fuck!”

What did He mean by that? Had i displeased Him in some way?

i repeated His words in my head… “I don’t give a fuck!”

Why not? Was Andrew getting bored with me? my stomach fluttered and i started to feel nauseous… Maybe i was failing Him!

“I don’t give a fuck!”

i fell back into a fretful sleep…

Source: Literotica: BDSM: Dominique Ch. 01-06

Chapter 7
i must have dozed off. Next thing i knew my Master sat on me! It was quite memorable. He must have climbed over me as i slept. i awoke with His black leather clad ass right in front of my face! i giggled and said, “That’s quite a view there Sir,” and went to smack His smooth muscular butt.

But i couldn’t! Andrew had pinned my arms under His calves and all i could do was slap the outside of His thighs. Which i most certainly did!

“Oohhh let me up!!! Sir! W/we have to have breakfast!!!”

He somehow rocked from side to side and pulled hard at the silk bedsheet. i gasped as He exposed my body to the cool air. i struggled fruitlesly and continued to beg Him to get off me. But Andrew knows when i can take more. One time He tickled me all over with a feather and i was giggling and squirming uncontrollably until He stopped. God the sex was amazing after that.

i was just about to beg Him not to tickle me again when He pulled open my thighs and squirted something warm all over my shaved pussy. When His fingers touched me and firmly began to massage it in, i knew it was oil. my conviction was soon confirmed as the heady aroma of patchouli and musk wafted through my senses.

i groaned as His fingers spread and coated me, opening and closing me and getting into every nook and cranny. i tried to put my feet flat on the bed to push my ass at His fingers but somehow He held me and tightened His grip. He had one of my legs hooked behind his shoulder, and i don’t know how He had the other one. All i could see was His ass… i wondered briefly if i could bite it!

God, i couldn’t even do that! When i tried, He deftly hooked His foot over my shoulder and pushed me back on the bed with a thud. i was breathing harder and started beating on His thighs again and squirming harder.

“Oh no you don’t you little vixen.” Andrew bit me on the inside of my thigh, right next to my pussy. i yelped and stopped beating on Him straight away! i still kept wriggling and protesting though, until He pushed something into me.

“Ohhh Sirrr… what are You doing?”

i wasn’t sure what it was at first. It was definitely plastic… or latex. He pushed it up inside me and i felt like i had a golfball inside me. Suddenly that thing started humming and i went nuts! i was bucking and trying to get free of His grip. my breath was so ragged and my muscles felt so hard and tense. But i couldn’t move! Then, oh my god! He started swirling His thick long tongue around my clit and He started slapping my ass. Oh my god!!! i heard His muffled voice cursing that there was no room, but god the smacks were just right, and right over my asshole too!

Then i heard a click and that buzzing ball inside me shot up a notch. i thought i was going to cum straight away! But to cum i need to thrash about and flex my body. i was going mad and my ass was starting to smart. i really needed to buck my hips!

i did the next best thing and moaned really loud!

“Oooooooooohhhhhh….”

Then click! and that maddening ball took off again to new heights! The vibrations were so hard they came right through my pussy walls and attacked my clit. The same clit my Master had taken between His teeth and was gently crushing! It was too much and i grunted twice then my body spasmed and my hips jerked at my Master’s mouth. my pubic bone banged into His face and He rolled off me. Suddenly i was free and i flew! i was cumming so hard! my hands covered my crotch and my thighs closed around them. i bucked my hips and straightened my legs alternately. my eyes rolled back in my head and i screamed out in pleasure!

“Aahhhhhhhhhhh jesssuuussssssssssssssss!!!!!!!!! Ohh fuck ohh fuckk fuckkkk yessssssssssssss…..”

i still had shocks going through my body but my thighs slowly relaxed as my Master adjusted down the controls of His new toy.

“Mmmmmmmmmmmm mmmmm thankyou Sirrrr…. mmmmmmmmmmm…” i grinned and fell back onto the bed spent. i scratched the back of His arm lightly. He was sitting on the side of the bed facing away from Me. He turned toward me and He was holding His mouth. He took His hand away and oh wow what a nice fat lip! i must have a very firm pubic bone!!

“Oh my god! Sir?!!! Did i do that??? Oh i’m so sorry!”

“Shhhh, it was not intentional. I never knew you had such strength possum!” When He grinned at me He said “Owww!” and His hand went to His mouth. i pulled myself upright and kissed His fat lip softly.

“Just for that you will be wearing these until I say otherwise possum.” He held out His hand and smiled at me.

“Mmmm thankyou Sir.” i replied as i immediately recognised my Ben Wah Balls held in His hand.

“Take the Egg out first pet,” He winked.

He handed the Balls to me and W/we both watched as i slid the Egg out with a pop and handed it to Him.

“W/we’ll be having lot’s of fun with this toy pet.” He cleaned the Egg with the towel He had wiped Hs hands on and put it in His pocket.

“Oh yes, i can just imagine Sir!”

i laid back and slid one Ben Wah into me then the other. He passed me the towel and i cleaned myself up a bit.

“All done Sir!”

“Not yet pet…”

“Yes Sir?”

“How about putting on your bikini bottoms, the high cut ones and a nice tight tshirt – you can pick it out.”

“I know just which one Sir!” i giggled and bounced around like a schoolgirl. i love dressing up for Andrew, and it’s soooo easy. One thing i *don’t* miss, is trying to decide what to wear… and how many women could say their men know every garment they own? Not many i bet!

In moments i was ready to face Sunday morning pastries in the backyard.

“Good girl! Let’s go eat!”

“Yes Sir!” i replied military fashion and W/we smiled at each other.

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Andrew had passed me the television guide and i was reading some rubbish about Harrison Ford. i really love being outside. Most of the time Andrew lets me sit with Him at the setting. He tells me to get my outdoor cushion if He wants me kneeling. Today i was sitting with Him and it was nice. i wondered if that was alright…

“Sir?”

“Yes pet?”

“May i speak formally with You please Sir?”

“Go ahead dominique…”

“Well, um, your pet has a confession to make Sir.”

“Can it not wait dominique? you know W/we are expecting guests.”

“Well um Sir… yes Sir, of course it can.”

” ‘Yes Sir’ would be fine dominique, unless your confession is urgent.” Maybe it wasn’t a good time.

“No Sir, honestly, it can wait. This girl just wanted to forewarn you Sir.”

“Alright, W/we’ll talk about it once Paul and Lydia have left pet…”

“Paul and Lydia Sir?” i blushed… i was hoping to have Andrew’s AND Paul’s attention!

“Speak openly pet.” Andrew was onto it.

“Well i was just wondering who Lydia might be Sir, i have not heard You mention her before.”

Andrew nodded. “Paul met her at a bash recently, apparently T/they hit it off quite well.”

“Will W/we be expecting T/them soon Sir?”

“Yes, pet… T/they should be here shortly.”

There was a pause, god, so many questions! i could hardly contain myself!

“Would You say T/they are an item Sir?”

“Not that it has anything to do with U/us pet, but yes I believe so.”

“Well He certainly deserves a good submissive Sir, He is a very good Dom.”

Andrew’s eyes narrowed as he looked at me. “And what makes you say that dominique?”

It’s funny how Andrew telegraphs His displeasure with me, like a warning. Why can’t i just shut up?

“Well Sir, just Him being a good Friend of Yours and..”

“And?”

“Well i just think He deserves someone who can make Him happy Sir.” i was pleased with what i said.

“Oh really…”

“Um, yes Sir, and i um.. i think it would be nice to have a subby friend who lives a bit closer than gigi Sir.”

“Ahh I see…”

“It’s just that, well, sometimes it gets a bit quiet and lonely when You are overseas on business Sir, and i would dearly love to have a friend, a close friend, in whom i could confide…”

“Confide?”

“Yes Sir, You know what I mean, like a girlfriend i could go shopping with or..”

“dominique…” He interrupted.

“Um… yes Sir?”

“Don’t say “You know what I mean.” I don’t know what you mean. And furthermore I wouldn’t ask if I did. ”

“i’m sorry Sir, i just meant..”

“you meant you wanted a friend to talk to, to chat with, to share gossip with… am I right?”

“Well, yes Sir, i suppose so,” i smiled hopefully.

“Somehow I don’t think Lydia would fit the bill pet. And in any case, what makes you think I would condone such a friendship?”

“Sorry Sir?”

“Do you honestly think that a bunch of subbies sitting around drinking cocktails and sharing intimate details of their relationships is part of this Life pet?”

“All i meant was..” i was getting tied up in knots, too many thoughts at once.

“This time I know what you meant pet. you would like Paul to have someone. A submissive someone who will bring Him the pleasure you think He deserves.”

“Umm.. Yes, Sir.”

“And you think you would like this because additionally you might have a friend who you can share your feelings and secrets with, someone to talk to.”

“Yes Sir.”

“Do you find O/our communication to be inadequate dominique?”

“Oh gosh… No Sir! Definitely not.”

“Then I suppose I am wondering why you believe you need someone in this role in your life pet.”

“It’s not that I *need* someone Sir. Not at all. Just that I would *like* it… that’s all.”

“Hmmm… Alright well, I’ll think about it… Perhaps you should have asked Me first pet.”

What had come over me? What i was *actually* thinking was “god, i’m getting so horny. Who is Lydia? Oh i can’t wait to see Paul!” Instead all i did was blush fiercely and tip my eyes to the ground right in front of me.

“Yes, Sir. i’m so sorry Sir.”

“W/we’ll talk about this later too.”

“Yes, Sir.” And i took my own advice and shut up.

Andrew went back to reading His newspaper.

i returned to sipping my coffee and thinking quietly. It was mid-morning. A beautiful morning.

“Oh and pet…”

“Yes, Sir?”

“Lydia is not a submissive…”

“Really Sir???” Gosh. More questions.

Paul is One of Those that has free reign over me. He has permission from my Master to use me in any way in which my Master normally would. That is the rule. He is in effect a surrogate Master. i do as He says, just as i would for Andrew. It pleases my Master for me to treat Paul in this way. To be truthful, i like submitting to Him. i smile and blush when i think about it. He is a bit of a wild lover. And not mean like Dean.

While i’m on the subject, Dean is the other One. There will be Others. i am not too keen on the idea. It sends waves of fear with only hints of pleasure through me. The hairs on my arms and the back of my neck prickle. i will do it though. But it’s been three weeks since W/we went to the cabin and there has been nothing mentioned so i don’t think it will be very often.

“possum?”

“Yes, Sir?” i smiled… i love it when He calls me that…

“Be a good girl and go up to the house. Check that the beers are cold enough. If they are not, then put a couple in the freezer. Also, make up a batch of margueritas pet. Keep them chilled… in fact, I’ll come with you and get the steaks. C’mon, let’s get this show on the road.”

Andrew took my hand and W/we walked up to the house like young lovers. i wondered if i was going to need my cushion after Paul and Lydia arrived…

“Sir, will i bring my cushion down to the barbeque when W/we return?… i mean if Lydia isn’t a sub will i be needing one Sir?”

“Oh yes you will certainly need one possum.”

“um.. yes Sir.” i bit my lip. i didn’t know how i felt about ‘coming out’ with a vanilla person. She might ask all kinds of silly questions like, “What are you doing kneeling on the ground dominique, there’s a chair right here!” i giggled to myself, thinking it would be fun to be the shocking one, rather than the shocked one for a change.

“What’s so funny?” asked my Master.

“Well, i think i am in a good mood Sir, i was thinking about how fun it will be to see Paul again Sir… and then i was thinking it might be embarrassing to be the only one kneeling…” i giggled again! “But then i was thinking i would like to see the look on Lydia’s face when she sees me kneel in front of you Sir! Or in front of Paul!”

Andrew cracked up. “Oh and I’m sure she will possum!” He whacked me on the butt. A playful smack but maybe a touch hard. Maybe i was just imagining it. Anyway it made me grab my ass and pout! Andrew roared with laughter as He walked down the hall to the cellar door. In between fits of mirth He managed to tell me He’d get the beers organised.

“Oh and dominique…” He turned at the door to face me.

“Yes Sir?”

“I hope those Balls aren’t bothering you…”

“Oh no Sir, i… oh dear!” I looked down and was quite mortified that my bikini bottoms were sodden with my juices.

“Drinks first dominique,” Andrew said simply.

i passed the mirror on the wall, the same one i had turned to on the first night alone with Paul. i stopped in my tracks and turned to face the mirror. What was i doing! i look like a wreck! Jesus T/they could be here at any minute! i’ve got to get changed and do my hair and …

DING!! DONG!!

“COULD YOU LET THEM IN POSSUM?” Andrew yelled from the basement.

“YES SIR!” i yelled back before realising it. Oh my god oh my god. T/they can’t already be here, quick think. It will be alright i’ll think of something.

i unlatched the front door and opened it wide, and the sun streamed in behind O/our guests.

“Welcome welcome, please come in, come in….” i bowed a little and squinted up into the shadowed faces.

“Oh dominique, you look lovely, do you mind if I just stay here for a moment and admire you?”

i blushed fiercely and tried to see what Paul’s expression was.

“You tease me Sir! W/we were just out taking some sun and enjoying the morning and time got away Sir!”

“It’s alright dominique, you don’t have to explain.” i blushed more and tried to relax.

“i’m terribly sorry… You just caught me by surprise Sir… and this must be Lydia Sir…” i turned to her. “i am very pleased to meet you Lydia.” i smiled brightly.

“And I am pleased to meet you too dominique, you are just as adorable as Paul described.”

“Well um… thankyou Lydia.” i blushed even harder. How had Paul described me?

“Go freshen up dominique, I can handle the drinks.”

i was so relieved. i gave Paul my biggest smile. i flicked my eyes over to Lydia and looked into the deepest brown eyes i had ever seen. She was lovely. She looked a bit like me actually. Dark hair. Light skinned. Slim, attractive. i was thinking she might be thirty. Goodness.

“Oh thankyou Sir. i won’t be a minute.” i replied truthfully.

i ran up the stairs to my changing room, slipped on a clean bikini bottom and threw a wrap around my hips. i can’t believe i met them at the door in a tshirt and stained bikini bottoms. i bet Andrew didn’t tell me when T/they were arriving on purpose. Oh He can be so mean!

I quickly put on some lippy and some mascara. i ran a brush through my hair as quick as i could. i came rushing down the stairs again and almost barrelled over my Master!

“Oh my god! Sorry Sir!”

“It’s alright pet, no harm done… I take it Paul took over the drinks?”

“Oh yes Sir, i wouldn’t have changed without permission Sir.”

Andrew offered me His elbow and i slinked my hand around it gratefully. i reached up and kissed His cheek. “Did i ever tell you how wonderful You are to me?” i asked.

“Sweet possum. you can tell Me later.” He winked at me.

i grinned back and W/we walked arm in arm into the bar area.

“Welcome back dominique,” Paul greeted me, “Andrew was just telling U/us how much of a good time was had by A/all up at Dean’s cabin a few weekends back.”

“It was certainly an eye-opener Sir, i learned a lot up there.”

“Glad to hear it, I was thinking about taking you back up there with Me sometime.” Paul winked at Andrew!

i blushed, and looked at Lydia, seeking… something!

“It’s alright dominique, I know Paul is fond of you, and has certain… let’s say “rights” over you,” she said before continuing, ” I don’t mind, as long as you don’t get in my way.”

“Oooooooo!” said the Men in unison!

i had the distinct impression S/someone wasn’t telling me something! Lydia came towards me and i held my breath. She handed me a marguerita and chirped, “Drink up! The day is young!”

The Men laughed and W/we all smiled and clinked glasses and drank.

I noticed Paul pull Andrew aside and They were talking business or something. i was still smiling at Lydia when she leaned into me.

“W/we will have to have a talk later…”

“Yes Lydia,” Damn my automatic submissive response!

“That’s Miss Lydia dominique.”

“Yes Miss Lydia.”

She stood back from me and smiled at me over Her glass as She sipped from it. God. So what does this all mean? Doesn’t Dom/me go with sub and sub with Dom/me? i didn’t know Dom could go with Domme… the image of Lydia whipping Paul formed itself in my brain. That can’t be right. It couldn’t be…

Andrew turned to me.

“So pet, do you think W/we should adjourn outside and enjoy the sun?”

“Definitely Sir! It’ a beautful day, and it would be a shame to not take advantage of it.”

“Well said!” Paul agreed.

W/we all looked at Lydia.

“Let’s go then, lead the way dominique!” It was like She knew what to say.

It was a bit disconcerting leading them outside. i had the feeling They were talking behind my back. Where was this going, and why do i always feel so far out of my depth? i really had to get a moment alone with Andrew…

Lunch was delicious. The steaks never better, and none of my special salad was left. i was also seated at the table.

“Mmmmmm…. this is delicious Andrew!” Lydia was being effusive. Paul agreed.

“You are welcome to the best My house has to offer Lydia.” She had obviously received Andrew’s blessing.

“Thankyou kind Sir,” She replied and batted Her eyelids at my Master. i was getting so confused…

Who was this woman, or Woman, that i am supposed to respect? No-one has told me anything! Who does She think She is? i gasped at my abject lack of grace. Who am i to even think about such things! Where is my grounding… why do i feel so inadequate around O/others in the Lifestyle? i have so much to learn…

W/we were finishing O/our lunch and i was going to tidy up.

“dominique leave that til later… be a dear and refresh My drink for Me please.” i flicked my eyes across to my Master who nodded at me.

“Yes Miss Lydia…”

While i was up pouring Lydia a new drink i could hear Them talking. Why do i feel so left out? Why do i feel the need to be ‘in the loop’? Is it a hangover from my vanilla days? What do i do if She wants me… here… now… And damn these goddamned Balls! They’re making me weak kneed! i must concentrate.

“Mmmmm… thankyou dominique, you certainly make a lovely marguerita…”

“Thankyou Miss Lydia, i always try to do my best…”

“Yes… yes… I tend to agree…”

Lydia turned to my Master and addressed Him directly.

“May I speak frankly to Your submissive Andrew?”

“Most certainly… of course Lydia…W/we are all F/friends here…”

She turned back to me and i felt like i was in the spotlight, like a rabbit caught in headlights…

“dominique… are you always so informal with guests?”

Goodness… informal? That’s bad right???

“No Miss Lydia, i just thought W/we were ha…”

“Yes having fun, yes, I know…” i looked quickly at Paul, He just sat there grinning at me. “I was wondering if you usually sit at the table actually…”

“i always carry out my Master’s wishes Miss.”

“Ah, ok… and tell Me, do you feel… comfortable… sitting at the table with Us?”

“Yes Miss, i like it. i like to feel like i am part of what is happening rather than apart from it.”

“Would you say it was your preference?”

i looked across at Andrew… He had folded His arms but His face was expressionless.

“Yes Miss Lydia…”

“Interesting…” she continued, “you should know I don’t particularly like female submissives dominique.”

“Oh… i’m sorry Miss,” i responded less than intelligently.

“I have always been drawn to male subs, but recently I have had a couple of bad experiences, that I needn’t go into.”

i was fascinated. i simply listened. Lydia sipped again at Her marguerita.

“you are very attractive, and you look so much like Me. I only wish Paul had warned Me just how much… ” She squeezed His knee. “There is something symmetrical about you and I…”

“Thankyou Miss,” i responded, thinking the pressure was off.

“It is not necessarily a good thing dominique…”

“i’m sorry Miss, perhaps i could go and put my hair up or…”

“No, no! That won’t do at all, in fact…” She turned to Paul… can I have a word with You Darling?”

“Sure,” He replied, “I need to take a leak anyway, come with Me.”

“Ok but just a moment, I wanted to tell dominique one more thing…” She turned back to me.

“dominique…”

“Yes Miss Lydia?” i turned my eyes to Her.

“…as I said… apart from being amusing, I don’t usually find female submissives particularly attractive at all….”

i was back staring at the ground in front of me, wondering what the hell was going on.

“But I’ve had a wonderful idea…”

i didn’t know what to say. Lydia shook her head slowly side to side incredulously.

“…it’s almost like looking in a mirror… ”

All three of Them were looking at me. i felt my subspace closing around me. i turned my eyes to my Master. He quite clearly mouthed the words “She is One.” i turned my gaze back to Her clear large brown eyes.

“Miss Lydia?”

“Yes, dominique?”

“If.. if it would please You Miss Lydia… i will do anything You tell me to…” i smiled hopefully. She gave me a beautiful smile in return.

“Thankyou dominique, I can assure you, you will enjoy what I have in mind…”

Lydia stood abruptly and took Paul’s hand in Hers and pulled Him to His feet. He gave U/us His handsome crooked smile and told U/us They would be back shortly.

i looked back to my Master. i wanted to ask Him if this was what He wanted. If i was being good… i’d do it, i’d do anything to please Him… i just wanted Him to know.

And He did the most precious thing. He got to His feet, offered me His hand, and helped me to my feet. He walked backwards to His chair, and i of course followed Him as He held my hand. Then He put out His arms offering me a hug. i moved into Him and felt the warm comfort of His beating heart in my ear as i laid my cheek on His chest and felt His arms envelop me. He picked me up effortlessly and in one motion, swept me into His lap and sat down again.

i nuzzled His neck and pulled myself tighter to Him and whispered in His ear.

“Thankyou so much Sir… i really needed this…”

“My pleasure possum… always My pleasure…”

“Mmmmmm yes Sirrr,” i smiled and paused, softly scratching the back of His neck. “…Sir if i may speak candidly for a moment…”

“Certainly pet, go ahead…”

“i am having a million different thoughts at the moment Sir, not all of them good either Sir.”

“W/we will have a long talk later pet, thrash things out if you like. I haven’t forgotten you wanted to make a confession too.”

“That’s right, yes… thankyou Sir, i need to do that…”

“Ok, but for now pet, just play along. As I informed you, there would be Others. It would both amuse Me and please Me to see where this is going. But first things first… remove your Ben Wah’s pet.”

“Now Sir?”

“Do you really need Me to answer that?”

“No Sir… of course not… sorry Sir.” i stepped back from Him and removed my wrap and put it over my shoulder. i bent over to watch what i was doing and pulled my again saturated bikini bottoms aside. i tugged on the nylon ‘string’ protruding from between my lips. W/we both watched as my pussy flowered open. i held my breath then sighed as one Ball popped out, followed by the other.

“Don’t touch your pussy pet.”

“Ok Sir.” i snapped my wet bikini bottoms back in place. my aroused and pouting lips were thick and bulging against the material. I brought my wrap back around my hips.

i thought i’d be cute and hung my Balls off the end of my fingers, put my other hand on my hip, and thrust provocatively at my Master. When i went to look up at Him as sexily as i could, i saw all three of Them standing there looking at me. i gasped!

Lydia stood between Them.

This is not my day. God and all i wanted was to make a good impression. To somehow show Paul how much i …

“I bet you think you’re a good submissive don’t you.”

It was Lydia. She sounded like a right bitch. i think i even narrowed my eyes at her.

“No Miss.” i spat back. God i even sounded sarcastic. She took a step towards me and slapped me across the face!

“DON”T YOU THINK I HAVE THE AUTHORITY TO BERATE YOU YOU FUCKING WHORE!!!”

i was aghast!!! i held my cheek in one hand, my mouth agape! i looked pleadingly at Andrew!

She can’t talk to me like that – surely!

Paul! Paul rescue me!

Her words rang in the silence.

Neither of Them were going to help me. Andrew looked stunned and Paul sure looked surprised.

But They were both looking at me – not Her!

i looked back at Lydia. God i can’t believe i reacted like that. Why didn’t i just answer submissively? i dropped to my knees. Why couldn’t i have just said “No Miss,” softly, and submitted to Her. i looked pleadingly up into Lydia’s eyes. Stupid stupid stupid. i could feel my hand covering my mouth. my fingers felt cold. The grass felt cold under my knees.

“i am so sorry Miss Lydia. i cannot explain my incredible stupidity and insolent beha..”

“Get up.” She was speaking just above a whisper, it was menacing.

“Miss i .. i mean i don’t…”

“This is what I was talking about…”

Lydia had turned to Paul.

Paul was looking from Her to me, then back to Her and nodding. Paul looked across the front of Lydia to get Andrew’s attention.

“What do You think?”

“Yes, i tend to agree,” was Andrew’s response.

He looked back to me. And He spoke.

“dominique…” i knew not to speak, i just looked at Him and felt a tear of intense humiliation trickle down my cheek. “How long have you been here pet?”

i cleared my throat and spoke softly.

“Almost 15 months Sir.”

“Do you have any comprehension of what is going on here?”

“i feel as though i am being judged Sir, and i have failed.” i stifled the spasm of a sob in my throat and another tear squeezed itself out of my eye. i wanted to wipe it away but my arms wouldnt move.

“You are going about failing the right way dominique, but no you haven’t failed. you have in fact reacted pretty much as i thought you would. So in a sense you have pleased Me.”

my arms worked and i wiped away the tears. i didn’t feel like smiling and i just listened.

“you have demonstrated exactly what I have spoken to Paul about. A certain reluctance, a questionable depth of submission to My decisions. I know you submit to Me when W/we are alone. I don’t doubt that you feel you give Me everything you can give. I also know you have doubts about yourself and that you justify what you do and allow to be done to you.”

It was like listening to my own conscience.

“your sense of self importance is over-inflated dominique. When challenged you act like a princess, expecting to be rescued. And I think you feel a sense of “ownership” of this space. Like you belong here, and Lydia doesn’t. I think you have been trying desperately to mask your jealousy of Lydia since She arrived pet.”

“Yes Sir.” i tried to stop my eyes tearing up again.

“I think you are more attracted to Paul than you have been willing to tell Me.” i blushed at His words. He was right! “I think you have been less than honest with how you really feel about a lot of things dominique.”

i opened my mouth to speak but He shook His head no.

“Apart from last night, how long has it been since I told you to wear My Collar dominique?”

“Sir?”

“How long?”

“i’m not sure Sir, a couple of weeks?”

“Haven’t you wondered why?”

“No Sir, i haven’t really thought about it Sir, its just in the drawer by the..”

“Be quiet dominique.”

“Yes Sir.”

“you see precious one… the Collar should mean more to you. Day after day after day you have worn it. I stop having you wear it and you hardly notice. The significance was lost on you.”

“Please can i wear it Sir. i didn’t realise i could wear it whenever i wanted!”

“What are you talking about?”

“i’m sorry Sir, i’m sorry i didn’t say anything. i didnt think!”

“Think now dominique!”

“i HAVE missed it Sir, i’ve missed it so much! i keep hoping You will ask me to wear it but things happen and i just find myself not thinking about it.” i felt like i wasn’t making sense.

“Sir, please, please may i get it?”

He paused. I could feel Their eyes on me.

“If you earn it.”

“i’ll do anything Sir.”

They all looked at each Other. Then back at me.

“dominique… I would like you to meet kate.” ‘Lydia’ stepped forward and leaned down and kissed me on the cheek.

“i’m sorry i was so mean before,” she whispered in my ear.

i swallowed and kept my jaw from dropping.

she stepped back and smoothly knelt beside Paul, clutching His leg, stroking His thigh absentmindedly and smiling at me. her eyes sparkled.

“Yes, kate is quite the actress… she is also Paul’s submissive… she has returned to Him after a long absence. It is His and her desire to stay together and Paul has collared her. This whole day was been somewhat of a setup I am afraid precious.”

“i don’t understand Sir.”

“Well pet, kate here wanted to explore her dominant side and I wanted to see how deep your feelings for Paul were, and Paul agreed. I think all in all most questions have been answered.”

I bowed my head. “i’m so sorry Sir.”

“All except one……”
Source: Literotica: BDSM: Dominique Ch. 07