***All characters in this story are 18+ years old***
We are coming to the end of pre-written content, meaning soon enough the story will be progressing with each chapter release. This next chapter might also be updated a bit, we’ll see how I feel. Any ideas for Aria are appreciated, encouraged even!
Thank you all for staying tuned in to one of my longest stories published! I hope this chapter is enjoyable and keeps up with expectations.
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I was listening to my playlist, working as I sipped my soda when there was a knock on the side of my desk. I pushed my headphones onto my neck, my music blaring as I looked up to see Lucas. “Sup boss?” I breathed and he sighed.
“I got another damn call about your application,” he breathed and I snickered. “You get any interviews yet?!” he demanded and I couldn’t stop laughing.
“If I did?” I mused, leaning back as I crossed my arms. He glanced at my outfit and sighed heavily. I was wearing one of Lace’s long sleeve shirts and a pair of my baggy jeans that had rips all over the legs.
“Aria come on. I need to know if you intend on leaving,” he sighed, sounding defeated. I bit my lip, the dejected look on his face turning me on so much. God I was so fucking warped. I pushed up from my chair, stepping closer to him. He looked around frantically as I snickered.
“Tell me boss man, how desperate are you for me to stay?” I purred, walking my fingers up the front of his shirt, I undid the top button expertly and he gasped, pushing my hands away. “Hmmm?” I insisted, nudging his belt. He blushed, averting his gaze.
“This is inappropriate,” he grumbled.
“Then report me to HR and get me fired,” I teased and he sighed, hanging his head. I was in total control and it was exhilarating. “How about you take me to lunch today, and we have a chat? You and I?” I breathed. He stared at me wide eyed and then scowled.
“Why the fuck would I do that?” he demanded.
“Because you need my assets,” I muttered, stepping closer to him. “It’s just a lunch,” I whispered, loving the effect I was having on him. He sighed heavily, his hands on his hips as he hung his head.
“Fine, let’s go now,” he turned and walked toward his office. I laughed happily, crossing my arms as I watched him. Lace’s head popped out and he smiled, probably because he recognized his shirt. I grabbed my phone and walked over to him. I grabbed a post-it note and a pen, bending over to stick my ass out as I wrote.
“God that’s a nice ass,” he whispered and I snickered, turning and slapping the note onto his crotch. He blushed, wincing slightly as I shoved the pen into his mouth. He looked so surprised as his teeth closed on it.
“Read that when I’m gone and text me your answer,” I breathed. He nodded once, collecting himself as I pushed away from his desk. Lucas came back, glancing at Lace warily before sighing and gesturing for me to walk on.
“So we’re going to the cafeteria right?” he grumbled as we swiped our badges, getting on the elevators.
“Nope. This is my choice,” I breathed and he sighed heavily, shoving his hands into his pockets. I led him out the building and walked up a few blocks to my favorite pizza place. He kept sighing every so often and it was starting to get on my nerves. “Maybe if you respected me, and treated me fairly we wouldn’t be in this fucking predicament,” I breathed when we got to the door. I pulled it open and walked in, not even bothering to see if he followed. We were in line when he cleared his throat.
“You’ve been a fucking cunt since you started working here,” he grumbled and I laughed, glancing at him.
“That’s just part of my charm Lucas. This,” I gestured between us. “Most of this has been intentional. The damn minute you started slamming me with work was the minute I realized you were just using me. You don’t give a shit about me or how I feel. You do realize I’m in school right? That working all this overtime is interfering with my fucking education,” I breathed and he sighed, hanging his head.
“I’m working on it,” he conceded and I snickered.
“Took you long enough, fucking twat!” I grumbled, people looking at us uncomfortably. “The fuck you gonna do if I do leave?” I pressed then, glaring at him. He sighed and glanced at me warily. “I’m serious! This isn’t my end game, I’d be stupid to settle. I have so much more potential than this,” I breathed and he scoffed. “You’re an arrogant fucking bastard you know that? Thinking you know more than me about how the world works,” I was raising my voice and he blushed, more people staring as we moved up in line.
“Please, you’re making a damn scene!” he scowled and I snickered.
“You think I give a fuck? Let them stare. Let them all be nosy assholes,” I shrugged.
“You really can’t fucking help yourself can you?” he demanded angrily and I smiled. There it was, that fire. I wanted to smother it.
“Oh I absolutely can boss man. I just choose not to,” I breathed and he laughed. I turned to him, getting real close as I smiled. He stopped laughing, looking uneasy but he didn’t step back. “Want to make a friendly wager?” I muttered and he looked unnerved.
“Fuck off, this isn’t a game,” he grumbled and I smiled, pinching his belt buckle. He blushed, looking around frantically.
“Oh come on, I think you’ll like this,” I insisted and he sighed heavily, glancing at the counter before looking at me.
“We have to order,” he breathed and I smiled, turning to step up and place my order. I made him pay, both of us walking over to a table after getting drinks. I leaned over it eagerly, clasping my hands together as I studied him.
“The rules would be quite simple,” I explained. He sighed, obviously not happy that I hadn’t dropped it. “I have to dress appropriately, and I mean how you think women should dress in the work place,” I started, piquing his interest immediately. “No swearing in the office, no attitude, nothing,” I explained.
“Pfft, you wouldn’t even last an hour,” he insisted and I snickered.
“See this is where the bet comes into play dillweed,” I breathed and he laughed. “I do that for an entire pay period, and you become my bitch,” I muttered and he glared at me.
“The fuck did you just say?” he demanded quietly.
“You see there is something you don’t know about me, dear Lucas,” I teased and he rolled his eyes. “I thrive on dominating men. Weak, pathetic men turn me on easy enough. But what really gets my pussy juicing is the idea of taking a strong, hard headed man and making him collapse to his knees begging for me,” I muttered and he scoffed.
“You’re sick in the head,” he muttered.
“Give it a thought. Take this bet and I stay at the company. Don’t, and I leave,” I breathed and he scowled.
“Are you bribing me?” he demanded and I chuckled.
“This is what it will take to make me stay,” I shrugged and he glared at the table, fiddling with his cup.
“What if I win?” he demanded and I smiled.
“Then I stay like that until I am no longer reporting to you,” I offered. He shook his head, smiling coyly.
“No that’s not good enough,” he breathed and I snickered.
“The fuck else you want?” I demanded.
“I’d get to make you my bitch and you act appropriately in the office until you’re not under me anymore,” he countered.
“Dream on. I’m no one’s bottom,” I muttered and he snickered.
“If you’re so certain of yourself, why are you hesitating?” he pressed and I scoffed. He was good.
“Fine,” I spit in my hand and held it out to him. He grimaced but did the same, shaking my hand firmly. “But no cheating or trying to ruin it for the other person. That would make it an unfair situation. I’d call the bet null and just quit,” I assured him and he simply nodded.
“Does this mean I can still pile work on your desk?” he breathed and I laughed.
“No, you fucking prick. I still expect you to right those wrongs,” I explained as our food came over. He sighed, taking his plate as he studied me.
“A dominatrix huh?” he muttered then curiously. I smiled, licking my lip.
“You already curious?” I breathed and he laughed.
“No, because,” he hesitated and sighed happily. “I’m a dom too. I guess that’s why we clash,” he chuckled and I did too.
“Both trying to get control. I mean it makes sense,” I mused and he sighed. “But I have better leverage,” I smiled evilly and he nodded, looking vexed about that.
“I have to admit I’m excited to start picking out your outfits though,” he smiled and I laughed. “You’re going shopping this weekend. Our next pay period starts Sunday,” he breathed and I nodded. “I’ll tell you what I want to see,” he was too excited.
“So you are a fucking perv?” I teased as I noticed his minor arousal at the thought of picking outfits he’d want to see me in. “I bet you hate how I dress because it isn’t fucking sexy enough,” I pressed and he laughed, shrugging shamelessly. “Oh my fucking god, is that why you hate me?!” I laughed then and he did too. “Am I your type?” I mused and he pursed his lips, studying me.
“I mean I can’t really tell with how you dress half the damn time. But you are attractive,” he conceded. “And as much as you like to break men, I like to break women,” he wiggled his eyebrows and I snickered.
“Have you ever met a dominatrix?” I challenged and he shook his head. “So you’re confident you’re going to win?” I laughed and he smiled with a simple nod as he ate his food. “Because most women end up caving?” I clarified and he bit his lip.
“Most women end up crawling back for more,” he muttered and I smiled.
“We may have a lot more in common than we originally thought boss man,” I raised my cup to him and he chuckled, tapping his cup to mine.
“I’m going shopping with you by the way. I want to make sure everything is to my liking when you try stuff on,” he mused and I scoffed.
“You paying for them too?” I demanded and he smirked.
“We can split the costs,” that caught me off guard. “Since I’ll be enjoying myself quite a lot,” he snickered and I sighed.
“I knew there was something off about you,” I breathed and he laughed. After a minute I hesitated, thinking about Lace. He was the only man to ever make me feel anything. So much so that I was thinking about having regular sex with him. “You ever go vanilla?” I asked suddenly and he smirked.
“Sometimes, depends on the person,” he shrugged. I pursed my lips and he chuckled. “Have you not?” he teased and I smiled.
“Truth is no dick has ever been in my cunt,” I breathed and he hesitated, looking shocked. “Oh does that surprise you?” I teased and he nodded slightly. “You see I dated a guy in college who had some interesting tastes. I never realized why I didn’t like dating until I met him and figured out it was because I didn’t like the normal shit,” I offered, enjoying the curious look on his face. “And ever since then I’ve become enthralled in the lifestyle. Every man I’ve ever been with has been my bottom,” I breathed and that seemed to surprise him.
“Interesting,” he sighed and I smiled.
“I think you have it easier as a male dom. Because even in a vanilla aspect you’re still doing the fucking, still on top,” I explained and he smirked.
“Women can take the lead in that situation too,” he offered and I shrugged.
“Not the way I want to,” I explained. We both smiled as we sipped our soda. “Who would have thought my prick of a boss was actually someone I’d get along with?” I laughed and he smiled.
“I still hate your fucking guts,” he breathed without hesitation.
“Oh believe me, I hate yours too. But I think I have a new respect for you,” I shrugged and he nodded. My phone buzzed and I glanced at it as I took a bite of my pizza. It was a message from Lace. I opened it to see a condom filled with his cum. He really wasted no time to please me. What a good boy! I texted him back eagerly to find a conference room for us and book it. We finished eating and I tried to play it cool as I got back to the office. He sent me the conference room, saying he was just going to wait there for me. I pretended to need to go to the bathroom and hurried off to find it.
I pushed the door open, shutting it quickly and locking it. I felt hands on my hips, my body pressing up against him. “Fuck I need you,” he huffed as I caressed his ass.
“Where is it?” I demanded and he sighed, pulling away as he turned his phone light on. I saw the little condom sitting on the table and grabbed it. I stripped down to just my bra, sitting back on the table. He was shining the light on me so it was hard to see what he was doing, but I could hear him huffing and whimpering.
“Aria please!” he begged. I took the phone from him, setting it down on the table for ambient room light. I took the condom and poured his cum on me. It trailed down my stomach and onto my pussy and thigh.
“You’re so obedient Lace, you’re like a little dog. So why don’t you be a good boy and lick like one too?” I purred, holding my pussy open as I smiled at him. He dropped to his knees, licking up my thigh. He kissed and sucked at my skin, cleaning his cum up off my body.
“Can I have the condom? I want to jerk off into it,” he muttered and I snickered, handing it to him. He continued to kiss and suck at my stomach, working toward my cunt as I heard him adjust his pants. His lips pressed against my snatch and I smiled, tucking my legs around his shoulders as I played with his hair.
“Such a good boy,” I purred. A few minutes in and I was enjoying it but wasn’t going to cum soon enough. “It’s taking too long! I have to get back to work,” I grumbled and he whimpered. “I’ll do it!” I pulled my leg up and he gasped, his eyes wide as he stared at my pussy. “Stand up and jerk off while you watch me,” I breathed and he sighed, pushing up off the ground. I teased myself, hitting all my sweet spots as he watched.
“God you’re so fucking sexy, a damn goddess,” he mumbled and I smiled, leaning back as I pulled my other leg up. I spread them out and whimpered.
“God I need just a bit more,” I groaned and he sighed.
“Here,” he grabbed my hips and pulled me close to him. “Use my body Queen,” he whispered and I smiled, reaching down to press his dick down against me.
“Thrust for me,” I sighed and he bit his lip, his hands on the table as he grunted and thrusted at me. The poor guy looked so desperate. “You can cum,” I muttered, reaching up to tease his mouth. He closed his eyes, parting his lips as I played with his tongue. “Just imagine one of these days I might let you put this cock inside,” I purred, caressing it as he thrusted. He groaned, grabbing my hips and jerking roughly. My hands dropped to the table as my head fell back, both of us panting and whimpering.
“Fuck I want that fucking pussy so bad,” he muttered, pulling my legs up and crossing my ankles. He held them to his body, his dick squeezing between my thighs and against my pussy. My clit could only handle so much before I covered my mouth, gasping out with my own orgasm. “Oh fuck, is my dick making you cum?!” he groaned. I looked at him with a weak smile, my body trembling from sensitivity.
“You’re such a good boy, getting your Queen to cum,” I cooed and he blushed, biting his lip as he shuddered. “Show me how happy it makes you,” I breathed, teasing the tip of his dick through the condom as he jerked and humped at me. “Cum for me,” I purred and he groaned, leaning into me as he thrusted wildly. “Cum,” I insisted and he threw his head back, crying out silently as he jerked. I watched him fill the condom with his cum, holding it in place for him. He let my legs go, gasping as he slumped forward.
“Fuck, I thought you said not at work!” he huffed and I snickered, sliding up off the table to get dressed quickly. I tied up the condom and held it out to him as he finished adjusting his pants and shirt.
“I said no displays of affection. No one saw this,” I smirked, loving my own loophole. “But this is my body,” I ran my hands over his stomach and chest, loving the blush on his face. “Are you saying I can’t do what I want to it?!” I demanded and he sighed.
“No, you can. I’m sorry,” he sighed.
“Now quick, give me a good kiss to hold me over,” I tapped my lips and he sighed, grabbing my face and kissing me desperately. He groaned when I pulled away. “You’re a greedy fucker,” I teased, flicking his throbbing cock before I went back to my desk. Maybe having a boyfriend wouldn’t be so bad?
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It was Friday afternoon and I had received a small package at work. Everyone was intrigued to know and that pissed me off. “Howard and Dominique?” Joe asked, looking confused as he stared at the box sitting next to me.
“The fuck do you want?!” I glared at him and he flinched, blushing as he cleared his throat.
“Was going to ask if you were doing anything after work, or if you wanted to get drinks with Lace and I?” he muttered and I sighed, glancing at the box. Cute, but incredibly infuriating. I’d have to teach them not to be so bold.
“I’m busy,” I lied, knowing I didn’t have plans but was assuming this was some invitation for something. I glanced at the box again and sighed heavily, rubbing my forehead.
“You ok?” Joe muttered and I laughed, covering my mouth as I glanced at him.
“Peachy keen, now please leave me alone,” I grumbled and he sulked off. I glanced at the box and looked around making sure no one was near. I opened it sneakily and was shocked. It was two collars, one black and one pink. In between was a note that appeared to be folded around something. I picked it up and a keycard fell out. It was a card to a hotel room.
I read the note and snickered happily. Oh they knew how to be persuasive, that’s for fucking sure! Wanting me to meet them at a suite in some fancy hotel to dominate the fucking shit out of them? How could anyone pass this up?! I bit my lip, covering the box and setting it on my desk. I was bubbling with excitement for the rest of the day.
“So what’s the package?!” Lace demanded playfully as he leaned on my desk. He already had his scarf on, his laptop bag on his shoulder.
“An invitation of sorts,” I mused and he smirked.
“Oh?” he raised his eyebrow and I snickered.
“Damn dogs need to learn their place,” I muttered, pushing up as I started packing up as well. “My new play things sent me this,” I pointed to it and he gasped.
“Bold fucking move,” he breathed and I smirked.
“Yeah, they’ll learn to not be so forward with me. If I have to beat some sense into them,” I trailed off and he sighed. “What?” I demanded, not liking the pout on his face.
“I was hoping you’d come drink with Joe and I,” he grumbled and I smiled, looking around to see most people had already left. I reached up and pinched his lip, pressing my thumb into his mouth. He hesitated, blushing as he licked at it gently.
“You’re mine tomorrow, I have some business to handle tonight,” I breathed and he closed his eyes, nodding slightly. “And I have an outfit for you,” I muttered and he smiled as I pulled my hand away.
“Lace come on!” Joe walked over, flagging him down.
“Dammit man I’m coming!” Lace laughed, glancing at me with a small smile. “Can I play with myself thinking about you tonight at least?” he whispered.
“It’d be in your best interest to get that hole nice and prepped. But I want pictures,” I winked and he laughed happily, walking off with a pep in his step. I glanced at the box again and slid my fingers across it. They were going to learn quickly…
I had texted both of them to not be there when I arrived. That they weren’t to enter the room until I said it was ok. I needed to get set up. I put on my corset dress with the flowy skirt. It was basically like a corset with a wrap over kind of cotton dress thing. But it barely covered anything. I stepped into my stiletto heels and grabbed my whip, sitting on the edge of the bed. I had their collars and restraints laid out behind me. I also pulled the coffee table into the room and had all my toys laid out. I grabbed my phone and called Howard.
“Hello?” he sounded nervous.
“Come in and bring your whore of a wife with you,” I muttered, hanging up. I posed with my legs crossed, leaning back on the bed as I let the whip rest on my lap. This was my favorite kind, the crop whip. It just felt sexy. The door opened soon enough and I snickered.
“Hello?!” Howard called out.
“Come here!” I breathed, pressing the leather end of the whip to my lips as I watched the door. Howard walked in, hesitating as he blushed. “Don’t make me repeat myself,” I breathed and he hung his head, holding Dominique’s hand as they walked over.
“Are you upset with us?” Dominique whispered and I smiled.
“Undress each other, now!” I barked. They flinched, turning to one another. They were trembling and blushing as they took the other’s clothes off. “Leave your underwear,” I swatted at their hands and they gasped, stepping away from each other. “Kneel,” I gestured to the floor with the whip and they both did. I stood up, loving the looks of fear on their face as I smiled. I caressed Dominique’s cheek with the whip, glancing at Howard.
“Master are you mad?!” he demanded pathetically and I sighed, crossing my arms as I looked between the two of them.
“Be honest, whose idea was it to send me this!” I pulled the keycard out of my corset, their eyes wide as they looked at it. “Come on, fess up!” I pat both their cheeks gently and they both hung their heads.
“We talked about it,” Dominique started.
“I reserved the room, she wrote the letter, we both picked out the collars and leashes, and I sent it!” Howard breathed, glancing at Dominique warily. I smiled and leaned over, grabbing his chin tightly as I licked my lips.
“Are you being honest in hopes I spare Dominique, or punish you harder?” I purred and he bit his lip, looking frantic.
“Just being honest because you asked Master!” he whispered desperately and I smiled, looking at Dominique who was hugging herself and blushing.
“On the bed,” I breathed, slapping her ass with the whip. She yelped, pushing up and crawling onto it. He looked worried as he watched her. “Don’t worry, whatever she gets is not going to compare to what I have in store for you,” I purred and he shuddered, his eyes deep with fear and sadistic arousal. I pushed him away and he gasped, falling to the floor. I turned to see Dominique kneeling on the bed between the two lovely little displays I laid out.
“Do you not like the collars?” she asked pathetically and I smiled.
“You misunderstand my anger Dominique,” I insisted and she hung her head, looking pitiful. “I love that my pups were so eager they even went out of the way to get their own collars,” I glanced at the sets on the bed and smiled.
“Oh good!” she smiled and I sighed, nibbling on the leather of the whip as I studied her. She noticed my frustration and sulked.
“I’m sure you two are used to making the plans, doing the work for your fun,” I explained, sitting on the bed. I pat the spot next to me and she crawled over, sitting down next to me. I wrapped my arm around her shoulder and pulled her into my side, running the whip up her leg as she trembled. “But you see that just will not do. I had plans today,” I lied and they both gasped. “You two ruined my evening. You presumed I’d be available whenever you came calling,” I started and Dominique shook her head.
“No! No that’s not it Master!” she insisted. I sighed and pushed her down onto the bed, rolling her over as I gave her ass a good thwack with the whip. She cried out, trying to cover herself. I hit her hands and she whimpered, yanking them away. I hit her a few more times, listening to her whimper and snivel.
“Do not talk back,” I warned, reaching over with my hand to caress her ass. It was hot and red with the lashings. I looked at Howard and smiled. “You’re a good boy sitting there and watching,” I breathed. He looked pissed.
“Did you hurt her?!” he demanded and I snickered.
“Dominique are you in pain?” I demanded, teasing her stinging ass with my fingers.
“No Master!” she insisted and I smiled.
“So, lesson one!” I stood up crossing my arms as I glared at Howard. “I choose when we spend time together. Not the other way around,” I breathed. He hung his head, looking dejected. I looked at Dominique on the bed and smiled. “Lesson two, do not talk back,” I snickered and she whimpered, tensing up instinctively. “Lesson three,” I walked over and grabbed her collar. She was looking up at me warily, her eyes zeroing on the collar and leash. “Safe words are very important. Let’s establish them now before we continue,” I tossed the collar at her and she blushed, grabbing it and fastening it…
I was grunting with my efforts, my hands gripping her shoulders as I fucked her happily. She was on her knees, crying out as Howard sat under her on the bed. He was watching, his cheeks red. His hands were cuffed and tied to the headboard. I put my hand on her back and pushed her down, her head dropping between his legs. His eyes went wide and then rolled back. She was sucking at his balls and taint. I spanked her and she yelped.
“Do not touch him!” I barked and she pulled away. He whimpered, glancing at me desperately. I slammed into her and she cried out, trembling. Her hands were clenching into fists against the small of her back, her cuffs forcing her to cross her wrists. I tightened my grip on her leash and yanked her up into my arms. She whimpered, her back arching as I held her against me. “Tell me, does this cock feel better or worse than his,” I breathed, admiring Howard’s sorry state. He had a cock-ring on, a vibrator hanging out of his ass as he panted and trembled. He also had a gag in, his collar and leash dangling on his neck.
“It feels so good Master!” she whimpered and I sighed, biting her shoulder. She cried out, shaking.
“That is not what I asked, do not make me repeat myself!” I barked and she whimpered.
“It feels better!” she cried out and I smiled at Howard.
“What feels better?” I demanded, reaching my hand down to tease her sopping and swollen pussy as I gently thrusted at her.
“This cock, the way you fuck me Master! It feels better than Howard’s!” she insisted and I sighed happily, licking and sucking at her ear.
“Such a naughty little slut, admitting that in front of the man who loves you,” I purred. She whimpered, sniveling. She had a blindfold on and couldn’t see the look of bliss on his face. “How do you think that makes him feel?” I muttered, and she hesitated. I pinched her clit roughly and she howled.
“Bad! I think it makes him feel bad!” she cried out and I snickered. I undid her cuffs, pushing her down onto her hands. Her head fell forward, her body trembling and covered in sweat as she panted. I untied her blindfold and grabbed her chin, making her look at him as I started thrusting at her.
“Look him in the eyes, the man that you love, and tell him that I am better at fucking your filthy cunt,” I commanded and she whimpered. He was blushing, whimpering around the gag as he jerked to reach out to her.
“Do I have to?!” she moaned and I sighed, grabbing the whip from the bed. His eyes went wide when he thought I was going to hit her. But instead I slapped his thigh. He threw his head back, crying out as he trembled. “No please!” she begged. I thrusted at her, whipping him every time I bottomed out.
“You can spare him, just say it!” I commanded and she whimpered. Her resolve was tiresome. I hit his dick and he screamed, his eyes watering as he trembled.
“She fucks me better than you do, this cock feels better than yours!” Dominique cried out, looking up at him. He was still recovering from the blow to his swollen cock, his eyes watering as he admired her.
“Are you a filthy slut Dominique?” I breathed and she whimpered. I spanked her and she tensed up, trembling.
“Yes Master! I’m a filthy little slut!” she cried out. I smiled and pulled away, watching the dildo slip out of her quivering cunt.
“Come here and clean up the mess you made,” I breathed and she glanced back at me as I fondled the dildo. She blushed and crawled toward me. I held the leash happily, guiding her head onto the dildo. Howard watched, his eyes glued to her ass. I grabbed the whip and teased it between her asscheeks and down to her pussy. She was trembling, his eyes wide as he watched. He glanced at me and I licked my lip, just patting her pussy with the crack of the whip. He nodded furiously and I smiled. What a perverted fucker. I pushed her away and she gasped.
“On your back, between his legs!” I pointed to the bed and she didn’t hesitate. I stood at the foot of the bed, watching her as she adjusted. “Grab your legs and pull them back,” I commanded and she did, blushing as she exposed her pussy and ass to me. I turned to the table and grabbed a fun little vibrator. I turned it on and shoved it into her pussy, her eyes rolling back as she took it. I then grabbed a butt plug, lubing it up nicely. I worked it into her ass, watching her pant and tremble with her efforts to take it. They were both whimpering and panting as my toys teased them.
“Howard cannot cum until you do Dominique,” I breathed and she whimpered. “Do you want to cum?” I asked and she nodded furiously, biting her lip as her fingers clawed at her own legs. “I’m sorry, I can’t hear you!” I insisted and she whimpered, gasping for air.
“Please! Yes please! I want to cum please!” she cried out and I smiled. Music to my ears. I ran my fingers along the whip, admiring the lovely view in front of me. Howard looked so eager as he studied me. I leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss on her clit.
“Close your eyes Dominique, and do not open them. No matter what,” I breathed. She closed them tight, panting as she trembled. I stood upright and raised the whip, hesitating as I smiled at Howard before slapping it down onto her pussy. She screamed, shaking violently as her head rolled back. He whimpered, his cheeks flushed as he gnawed at the gag. I kept at it, whipping her delicious little cunt as he watched.
“I’m gonna cum!” she cried out and I smiled.
“Pull your legs back farther!” I insisted and she did. I alternated between whipping her plug stuffed asshole and her spasming cunt. She was crying out and moaning, her body trembling furiously. One good swat on her cunt and she screamed, squirting all over herself and Howard. I smiled when I noticed Howard cumming as well. She collapsed to the bed, shaking and panting. He also looked exhausted now too.
“Have you two learned your lessons?” I purred and they both just whimpered. “I can’t hear you!” I called out and Howard groaned around the gag.
“Yes Master!” Dominique insisted and I snickered.
“Good puppies. Now Dominique be a good girl and give me back all my toys,” I breathed. She mustered up enough strength to pull the butt plug out of her ass. She fished the small vibrator from her cunt too, plopping both onto the bed between her legs. She turned to Howard then, undoing his gag. He panted, licking his lips as he whimpered. She slid the cock-ring off him, and then worked the vibrator out of his ass. She undid his cuffs, and he slumped into her arms, hanging onto her.
“Keep your collars. I expect you to wear them whenever we meet,” I breathed. I collected the toys from the bed, packing up my fun little bag. “I’m going to finish cleaning myself up. This was fun, you’ll be hearing from me again soon. Enjoy the rest of your night together,” I smiled as they held onto each other, both of them seeming too far gone.
“Ok Master,” Howard muttered. Dominique was already halfway passed out. I snickered and walked to the bathroom feeling so pleased with myself. I had never had the pleasure of dominating two people at once. This was an incredible feeling. One I was worried I might get too addicted to as I got changed to leave.