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Dominique Ch. 07

By: Sir_Nathan



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?"


Dominique Ch. 07



"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......"

Authors note: Thank you again to dawn for her wonderful editing skills. Please vote, it pleases Me to see them tick over.



Dominique Ch. 08



i was suddenly struck with the gravity of the situation. What was He going to ask me? i felt very small kneeling on the lawn. i didn't trust my voice. i could feel tears beginning to well up in my eyes. 

i clasped my hands together behind my back to stop them shaking. i felt unsteady on my knees facing T/them. There wasn't a smile between T/them. Andrew, Paul and kate just looked at me. What had i done! 

"dominique... the question I wanted to ask you was..." His eyes bored into me. 

"How do you feel right now?"

i felt... ill.

"i feel terrible Sir... i know i have disappointed You..." i couldn't look at Him. i was too afraid to see the look on His face. A single tear began its lonely trek down my cheek. 

"you have broken a number of rules. your behaviour has been disgraceful. Unacceptable. I am more than disappointed dominique... I am disgusted..."

my shoulders were trembling. i felt more tears as they dripped down my nose. i watched as one plummeted to the grass below.

"Do you know what you have done?" His voice was soft, scary.

i looked up at Him. He was all blurry through the tears i was trying not to shed. 

i nodded.

"Tell Me now. Make your confession."

Oh god. i cleared my throat.

"Yes Sir."

i needed a moment to collect my thoughts. i straightened myself and knelt up tall. Proudly. Back straight. Shoulders back. Head slightly inclined. my body felt tight as a drum. i closed my eyes to blink away my tears. i decided against wiping them away. i took a deep breath. i exhaled slowly and opened my eyes.

A moment. i just needed a moment...

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Watching dominique on her knees stifling tears was difficult to bear. The trial of confessing before O/others would certainly test her. 

I recalled one of My favourite sayings... "Within reason, the end justifies the means."

If dominique was ever going to break out of her vanilla ways of thinking, it was going to be today. And it wasn't going to be easy. 

On the one hand, I was quite pleased with her. she had come a long way. I have enjoyed her presence and praised her efforts on many occasions. In private. 

On the other hand, I knew she had so much more she could give. her commitment occasionally seemed to waver. When O/others are present, she could become volatile. she needed to re-focus. And she needed to find peace...

But I could also afford to give her some dignity. I reached into My pocket for My handkerchief. Then I remembered the egg was wrapped in it. I smiled to Myself and unwrapped it. Perfect.

I held the small cloth out for dominique to take.

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Before me was ...... a handkerchief. Andrew had offered it to me. i took the offering gratefully in both hands. Andrew stood back again. 

"Thank You Master... thank You..." my voice trailed off as i brought the small soft cloth to my face to wipe it. The scent of my juices wafted up from the handkerchief. i blushed. i looked up to my Master and smiled hopefully. 

He nodded.

i closed my eyes and wiped it all over my face. i was smiling a little wider but i don't think the O/others saw. i knelt up straight again, balling the cloth in my palm and holding it tightly. Neither Paul nor kate reacted. i realised Andrew was having a private moment with me. It made me wet. 

"...Master, this girl has been guilty of a multitude of sins." i took another deep breath. I flicked my eyes across at Paul, then at kate, from under my lashes. This is NOT how i envisioned my confession!

"Go on pet..."

Paul was expressionless. kate seemed to be smirking. i think she was enjoying herself too much. But no-one was looking at her. i chastised myself and concentrated on my Master.

"Yes Sir... i um... Your stupid slut allowed mischievous thoughts to become feelings Sir, she um... she found her fantasies involving Paul occupying her idle time. she was looking forward to seeing Paul more than she should have been Sir." kate looked daggers at me.

"Continue dominique..."

"Um... yes Sir... she um... she also was willful and did not do as instructed with kate Sir. You gave her strict instructions regarding T/those to whom she is to submit, Sir. You made it plain kate was O/one. This girl disregarded those instructions and was rude and willful. she is very sorry for that Master, she really can't explain why one emotion over-rode another."

i smiled sorrowfully at kate and she stuck her tongue out at me. i furrowed my eyebrows at her. 

i looked back up at my Master. 

"Explain what you mean dominique..."

"Sir, this girl feels that jealousy clouded her judgment. she feels that jealousy of kate taking Paul from her made her lash out Sir..."

"I see..." Andrew nodded.

"There is another thing Sir... this girl has also neglected her collar Sir. she is very sorry for not asking about it. she does love it so. If she knew she could wear it whenever she wanted, she would not have taken it off ever Sir!"

Andrew scratched His chin.

"This girl is guilty of not paying proper attention Sir."

Andrew nodded again. Was He smiling a little? i hoped so.

"Is there anything else dominique, anything deeper...."

"Um," i looked from face to face, then looked down again. "Yes Sir..." i whispered.

"Go ahead dominique..."

"This girl feels like she has been assuming things Sir. Assuming what is important. Assuming what You will want to know or need to know. she has been filtering Sir. Filtering things... thoughts, feelings... filtering them and giving You the ones she knows You prefer, the ones that would please You."

i looked up at my Master. He had a strange look on His face.

"Have you been questioning whether you are here for the right reasons pet?"

"Um... no Sir."

"Are you bored?"

"Oh gosh no Sir!"

"Then do you filter things in order to keep Me happy?"

"Making You happy is always this girl's intention," i said.

"Not much of a happiness when it is based on half truths and omissions is it dominique?"

i looked down at my hands. i fingered the handkerchief. 

"Sir... This girl doesn't know what else to say... she is so sorry Sir... she has just been... stupid... and thoughtless and displeasing... and she knows she has been. Please Sir... she'll do anything... accept anything... please let her prove herself Sir... she knows she should be punished... please punish her Sir... please just punish her... " 

i felt cold and alone. The silence was punctured only by my laboured breathing. 

In... out... In... out.... 

Finally my Master spoke.

"you are going to be taught a lesson."

i fell at His feet, kissing His shoes. i had never done that before.

"Thank You Sir," i whispered. "Thank You... thank You..."

Joy and relief seemed to merge.

i can do this. 

i will do this.

"Until I say so you will accept anything... anything done to you and anything I tell you to do... you must also understand you may not use your safe words dominique... alright?"

i shuddered and looked up. The look on my Master's face was one i would never forget. He had plans for me that's for sure. His green eyes were narrowed. Unsmiling... intimidating. So intense. i loved how He looked at me. i nodded. He held His hand down to me and helped me back up to my knees.

"you will trust Me to make decisions regarding your limits dominique. you will accept My will. you will find freedom in letting go. I am going to do anything I want with you." 

i dropped my gaze to the ground and nodded again. i took another deep breath and looked up into Andrew's piercing green eyes.

"May this girl please speak Master?" i asked softly.

"you may dominique..."

"Thank You Sir..."

i knelt up straight again before continuing.

" ...this girl feels very humbled You care enough for her to ensure she learns to be the submissive You desire her to be. 

"she wishes nothing more than to please You with all her heart, her mind and her body Sir. 

"she knows she has discredited You by her behaviour. 

"she is sorry beyond words...

"But she is determined to make You proud Sir."

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I listened to dominique's thoughtful words and My anger softened into firm resolve. I was touched by her simple honesty. I wanted to take her into My arms and tell her everything was alright. But she had to learn I would not be defied. I set My jaw and looked down on her.

"Go up to your room and strip. Get your collar. Do not put it on, you don't deserve it. Then go down to My study and kneel in the middle of the room facing away from the door. I don't want your face to be the first thing I see when I walk through that door. Place your collar on the floor behind you. I want it out of your sight. W/we will be there soon. Now GO!" I threw the key to the study to the ground in front of her.

she picked it up and scrambled to her feet. she had her eyes on the key in her hands. I watched a single tear trickling down her cheek as she excused herself and silently hurried past U/us up to the house. 

"I don't know what has come over the stupid little slut..." I sighed, shaking My head.

"they all have their setbacks Andrew," Paul offered kindly. 

"Yes, yes... I know You're right."

"What do You propose My Friend?" Paul asked.

"Well, I'd like Y/you both to stay. I am going to need Y/our help for what I have in mind." 

Paul thought it over.

"Well I'm sure kate won't mind a change in plans. As You know, I was uncomfortable with her exploring her Dominant streak in the way We chose, so I am actually glad in one sense, to be honest." 

He was right of course. I just thought it'd be fun. From what Paul had told Me, kate had been keeping Him on His toes. dominique was also due to have a limit or two explored. Hindsight is a wonderful thing.

"In the circumstances, I tend to agree with You Paul." He nodded and looked at kate. So did I.

"What about you kate? Anything to add to this conversation?" I asked.

"i would be pleased to play any part You would like me to play Sir," she replied eagerly.

"Alright. I'll explain how I want this to go, and then W/we'll go up. No rush... let dominique sweat for a bit." 

"Sounds like a plan My Friend," Paul winked.

"Margueritas all round then please kate!"

"my pleasure Sir!"

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Oh my god oh my god oh my god. i think i am going to be sick. i can't believe i did that to kate. i pulled my clothes off and stood naked looking into my mirror. The little mascara i applied had run and i looked like a sad clown. i held my hand up horizontally in front of my eyes to see if i was shaking. my fingers shook like leaves in the breeze. 

i ran into the bathroom and washed my face.

"Have you been questioning whether you are here for the right reasons pet?" 

His words echoed in my brain, haunting me.

When Andrew said that, i hesitated. And i think i know why.

Sometimes i feel like i am two women. 

One of these women completely accepts and relishes her submission. she delights in bringing pleasure to the One she is with. she has never felt as happy and as content as she does when she submits. Everything makes sense to her. she accepts the fact that very few people are like her. she is sexually secure and satisfied. Balanced. 

Then there is the other woman inside. she is hurt. Hurt by her rejection of the norms of the society in which she was raised. she wonders why the Man she loves doesn't treat her like a princess. she thinks she should be worshipped and spoilt. she is still in here. she is my vanilla conscience.

i dried my face with the bath towel. 

What she doesn't or can't understand is that in her own way, she *is* being worshipped. And spoilt. she had never been listened to as intently as Andrew listened to her. her desires and her fears had never been given as much attention as Andrew gave them. she had never been treated as respectfully as Andrew treated her. 

i ran a comb through my hair and ran out of the bathroom and over to the window. i breathed a sigh of relief when i saw kate pouring fresh drinks for T/them. 

Still, i wanted to be ready. 

i walked quickly over to the bedside table and retrieved my collar. 

God i was so nervous. 

i steeled myself.

This is what He wants.

This is what i deserve.

i ran out and took the stairs two at a time!

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W/we finished O/our drinks and made O/our way up to the house and inside. Paul followed on My left shoulder. By the sound of kate's heels she was close behind Paul. I stopped at the threshold of My study and beheld dominique. 

I heard kate whisper "wow." I heard Paul admonish her. 

It was alright. I had the urge to say the same thing.

Only the low lamp next to the toybox on the side table had been turned on. It lit up the wall on which I had mounted all My various playthings. 

dominique's skin flickered golden in the sixty or seventy candles she had hastily lit. she knelt in the classic style, with her back to U/us as ordered. she was naked and her skin glistened as she breathed. she was oiled from head to toe. her black hair shimmered. The silver locket of her collar glinted from the floor behind her. 

I surveyed the room for any other surprises. dominique had put out a jug of margueritas and three glasses. Good of her not to assume she could put out four. For a submissive in trouble she was working hard at putting things right.

I stepped into the room. 

"dominique... do not speak..."

It was so quiet I could hear her breathing. 

"Put your hands behind your head and lace your fingers together."

she did so without hesitating.

I motioned for Paul and kate to move to the lounge area and observe. I strode over to the side table. 

"Do not move dominique... do not look at Me or A/anyone until I tell you to..."

I took My crop from its mount and clipped it to My belt. I opened the toybox and took out a coil of silk rope. I walked behind dominique.

"Arms straight up over your head, hands clasped together slut."

she did so.

I wound the silk rope up her wrists, binding them together in the classic Japanese shibari style Paul likes so much. I looked over to Him. He nodded and smiled. kate was watching intently. I turned My attention back to dominique.

"Keep your hands straight up over your head."

she nodded.

I leaned down and picked up her collar from the floor behind her.

I reached around in front of her and dangled it in front of her face.

"Do not speak," I hissed in her ear.

she nodded almost imperceptibly. 

"This is your collar... "

I dropped it in front of her and continued.

"It is a symbol dominique..."

I unclipped My crop from My belt.

"Fifteen months ago W/we began this journey T/together... The collar I placed around your neck signified the beginning of 'U/us'... you were to respect ME by respecting IT..."

I punctuated each point with a slap of the crop against My calf. 

"The collar tells you you are different..." Slap. "It tells you you are Mine..." Slap. "And it tells you you are Owned." Slap.

I began to slowly walk around her. 

"With the acceptance of My collar, you chose to place the gift of your submission in My hands."

I stopped in front of her. she kept her head bowed, arms straight up and steady.

"By your actions you have placed your submission to Me in jeopardy..."

I started walking around her again. I heard her exhale.

"I will NOT..." 

Pop! Outside of her left thigh. she flinched and gasped.

"...tolerate your begrudging acceptance of My will."

"I will NOT.."

Pop! Top of her left buttock. her arms swayed a little and her hands made a small circle above her head.

"...accept anything less than your unerring desire to please Me..."

I will NOT..."

Pop! Top of right buttock. 

"...accept your judgment on what you will or won't confess to Me..."

"...I EXPECT..."

Pop! Right thigh.

"... you to let ME decide what is important to confess, and what is not." I stopped walking.

"...I WANT..."

Pop! Right thigh again! she gasped.

"... you to accept your place with Me..."

Pop! Right thigh again. her arms shook a little.

"Honestly..." Pop! Again. "Fully..." Pop! "Openly..." Pop! her arms were shaking with the need to drop them.

I walked in front of her and stopped again. I mustered My most menacing tone. It wasn't difficult.

"...you know very well what is expected of you."

I turned and faced her.

"you may answer if I ask you a question. Do you understand?"

"Yes Sir..." she whispered.

"Louder."

"Yes Sir!" 

"you have been slipping haven't you dominique?"

her shoulders shuddered in another stifled sob. she cleared her throat. she steadied her arms overhead.

"Yes Sir."

"...and you have been thinking inappropriate thoughts, correct?"

"Yes Sir. my confessi..." I slapped her face. kate gasped.

"Shut up you stupid SLUT! Even when you are being punished you can't do as you are told can you?"

"No Sir," her voice came in a tremor. her arms visibly shaking with effort now.

"you have been coveting the attentions of Paul haven't you dominique?"

"Yes Sir," she whispered.

"Louder."

"Yes Sir."

"you felt sick with jealousy didn't you..."

"Yes Sir."

"...and you wished you could have slapped kate back didn't you..."

"Yes i did Sir..."

"Put your arms down."

she did and sighed in relief.

"Kneel tall. Spread your legs."

she did.

"Pick up your collar in both hands."

she did.

"Hold it out from you with your elbows by your sides at ninety degree angles."

she did so.

"Up a little." I tapped her hands with the crop. "Don't drop it dominique."

"No Sir."

I walked away from her over to the side table. 

"kate come here."

kate stood up and padded sensuously over to Me and knelt at My feet. she had removed her high heels.

"How may i be of service Sir?" she asked softly, her voice carrying across the room.

"Take these nipple clamps and put them on each of dominique's nipples. Nice and tight." I handed her the clamps.

"Yes Sir," she replied and smiled.

kate crawled the few paces over to dominique and knelt on the backs of her heels. she was lower than dominique and looked up into her downcast face. she whispered something to dominique.

"Do not speak privately to the stupid slut kate."

"Sorry Sir."

"Call her a stupid slut kate."

"you are a stupid slut dominique," she whispered.

"I want to hear some fucking venom kate! Now speak to her like she was stealing your Dom or I will do to you what I had planned for her! Spit in her fucking face!"

I watched as kate seemed to remember why she was here. she pursed her lips and spat in dominique's face. dominique didn't even flinch.

"you stupid little cunt. do you really think you could satisfy two Dominant Men?"

she slapped dominique's right breast. 

"...Maybe in your wildest fucking dreams you stupid bitch..." kate opened the jaws of the nipple clamp and pinched dominique's nipple to hardness. "Yes, that's right you dirty little slut, your hard nipples give you away don't they... oh poor thing... do you miss being Miss Goldengirl? Do you miss being the girl holding all the aces?" dominique gasped as the jaws closed and her nipple was caught between. "Yes... go on... cry you dumb fucking cunt... cry for what you are leaving behind..." kate twisted the adjustment on the clamp. dominique's jaw dropped but she remained silent.

"Good girl kate. Other one." I was pleased. kate was good. I could use her. 

kate leaned down and sucked dominique's other nipple into her mouth. she sat back up and twisted it harshly and continued.

"Yeah that's right. Nice hard little nipple to bite and bruise... mmmm..." she leaned down and bit at dominique's nipple.

dominique gasped.

"Apply the clamp kate."

she bolted upright.

"Yes Sir."

she pinched dominique's nipple once more then closed the jaws of the clamp around it.




Dominique Ch. 08



"Ugh," dominique protested softly.

"sshhh," said kate. 

I smiled and waved her away.

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When my Master called kate over i reminded myself of my promise. "This is what He wants. This is what i deserve."

i held onto the thought.

kate leaned into me as she applied the first clamp.

"i am loving this you know..."

"Do not speak privately to the stupid slut kate."

"Sorry Sir."

"Call her a stupid slut kate."

"you are a stupid slut dominique," she smiled at me.

i clenched my pussy... i was starting to feel hot.

Clamps on my nipples are one of my weaknesses. Andrew knows this. Even as a punishment, the lines readily blur. 

i held my collar tightly in front of me. i looked at my knuckles. They were white. my nipples burned with pain. i remembered to breathe. 

kate spat in my face.

i closed my eyes for a moment. i made a promise to myself... i would not complain. i would not hesitate. i would do anything. Take anything. i can do it... i want it... i need it...

"dominique..." my Master called to me.

Remembering i was to be silent i looked up at Him. kate was gone.

"dominique... I am going to teach you a lesson in humility now... do you understand?"

"Yes Sir."

He turned to O/our guests.

"Paul... if You would come here please..."

i dropped my gaze to the floor once more. my god. Paul. What must He think of me? 

i listened as Paul's footsteps approached. i didn't dare look at Him.

Andrew spoke.

"Paul... look down on My submissive... tell Me what you see..."

The silence roared. my nipples ached.

The warm timbre of Paul's voice soothed my ears. But not His words...

"I see a woman caught. Caught between being the slut she wants to be and the slut she is. I see a submissive woman certainly. I also see an attractive, sexy woman... I see ...a good fuck."

A good fuck.

Nothing more.

His words cut me to the core.

"You feel nothing more for dominique, Paul..."

"she is Your submissive Andrew. I care for her BECAUSE she is Yours My Friend."

"Thankyou Paul."

"You are welcome Andrew."

"Stay here."

"Sure."

"Look at Me dominique..."

i looked up at Him... i couldn't look at Paul...

"you understand Paul feels nothing for you." He continued to look at Me sternly.

"Yes Sir."

"There is nothing there. He enjoys fucking you. That is all."

"Yes Sir." Damn my stupid fucking imagination.

"Suck His cock."

i swallowed and moved forward on my knees. 

i had seen this done before... no hands. In my hands i tightly held my collar and i was clearly only able to use my mouth to free Him from His jeans. my mind flooded with images of gigi doing this very same thing up at Dean's cabin. How i had envied her... 

With my nose i pushed aside the flap of material covering His zip and with my tongue prised up the catch and took it between my teeth. i drew it down slowly and carefully. i also used my teeth to undo the button at His waist and was quite pleased with myself for being able to do it.

"I can't believe how slow you are," Andrew chastised.

i craned my neck around each side of Paul gripping the waist of His jeans in my teeth and dragging downwards. On my third tug His half-hard cock popped free and swayed before my eyes. i smiled in relief.

"I see you are looking forward to sucking Paul's cock pet. Well let's make a game of it then. kate come over here."

i heard kate's footsteps approaching once more. i continued to eye off Paul's cock while Andrew spoke. God i was hardly even listening. i licked my lips. i inhaled the heady male scent. i looked up into Paul's pale blue eyes. i couldn't help but smile.

"kate you will paddle dominique until she has Paul's cock fully sucked down, do you understand?"

"Yes Sir," she replied.

"I will nod each time you are to swing the paddle. Go and get it from the wall."

kate left my view and Paul's beautiful cock twitched in front of me. my mouth was watering and i swallowed again. 

"Stand there kate.. that's right like that... now swing the paddle back and forth..." i felt the air movement over my ass as kate practiced.

"...Yes that will be fine. Now dominique you may begin."

my Master must have nodded to kate at that very moment. i was reaching my open mouth forward to catch the end of Paul's cock between my lips when there was a CRACK! and i was pushed suddenly forward into His crotch. 

"Uugghhh!!" i moaned.

"Suck His cock!"

i turned my face and quickly took the smooth hot spongy head of Paul's cock into my mouth and brought my head back and straightened myself to plunge onto it. I looked down the length of it and swallowed once. Paul's cock is very thick.

CRACK! 

The paddle drove into my ass cheeks again and shoved me forward. i blinked and found myself half way down Paul's cock. i tried to relax my throat and...

CRACK!

Strange how i hardly even felt the first strike. It was more of a shock than anything else. The second one burned. The initial pain was similar to a needle, only it was a thousand needles all over my ass. Then my ass just burned hot and throbbed. i tried to concentrate on the warm and hard cock sliding back and forth in my mouth. 

my Master had taken hold of one of my shoulders to stop me from impaling my face on Paul as kate paddled me again. 

CRACK! 

"Uughhh!!"

i sucked with all my strength. i was trying to push forward, choking and drawing back. Fighting my Master's strength.

CRACK!

my Master was drawing out the paddling. Drool was seeping from my mouth when i coughed. 

CRACK!!

i had to do this NOW! i shoved myself forward. my throat convulsing as Paul's cock embedded itself. 

"Hold her there."

Paul's hands went around my head.

"Three for taking so long..."

CRACK! 

"Urrggllkk!"

CRACK!!

"Ughhh."

CRACK!!!

"Uugg."

"Alright that's enough." 

Paul's hands gripped my hair and slid my throat and then my mouth right off Him. His cock shone proud and strong in front of me. It was throbbing and i could hardly tear my eyes from it. i felt dizzy and my ass felt like i would not be sitting on it for a week. i felt spit hanging from my chin.

"Hand Me your collar."

i gave it to Him. He swung it on the end of His finger.

"W/we shall see if you can earn this back."

i nodded. i can do this.

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dominique had done well. she had taken a paddling that i would have been proud to administer. I doubt whether kate could have swung that paddle much harder. I thanked her and took the paddle from her hands. I pointed into a corner of the room for her to kneel and wait. I turned my attention back to dominique.

"Look at Paul," I said.

she did so.

"Tell Him you are nothing but a jealous little cocksucking slut."

her mouth opened and for a moment nothing came out.

"What's wrong dominique? Giving up already?"

her eyes teared up again but she didn't cry. she kept looking at Paul.

"This girl is nothing but a jealous little cocksucking slut Sir."

"I know dominique," He smiled. "...and how do you think I know?"

"she don't know Sir." she sniffed.

"Because Andrew and I noticed you had an unhealthy interest in Me some time ago. We have discussed it dominique."

dominique's gaze dropped. I chided her.

"Keep looking at Paul you stupid slut. you can't do anything right can you?"

she looked back up at Paul, brushing a tear from her cheek.

"No Sir. i am a terrible sub Sir."

I almost slapped her face to prove it.

"I will decide if you are a terrible sub dominique. Do not try to elicit sympathy, it will double your punishment." she gasped. 

I continued, "tell her Paul..."

"dominique... I have no interest in you beyond Andrew's best interests. I enjoy using you and helping Him keep you, shall We say, in 'good condition'. Andrew is My best Friend dominique. We grew up Together and We discovered this Life Together. No sub will ever change that. I have no feelings for you beyond these."

dominique pouted and I reached out quickly and snatched a handful of her hair. I dragged her over to the training table. she didn't say a word. she may have whimpered, I didn't really notice. 

"kate come over here." 

kate stood and walked over from her corner of the room.

"Strap her down to the table."

"Yes Sir," she replied, eyes sparkling again.

she set about her task. I put My arm around Paul's shoulder and steered Him towards the margueritas. Or did He steer Me? I don't remember. But I remember what I said.

"Thankyou Paul."

"Don't mention it, Andrew."

I poured two margueritas and passed Him one.

"Cheers." 

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kate was behind me. i was looking over my right shoulder and down the slope of my back at her. The training table surface is about eighteen inches off the floor. it is covered with soft plush black leather and had eight slots in its surface, through which eight sets of small leather straps and buckles emerge. kate had pulled it into the centre of the room before swatting my ass to get me up on it.

"Slide this onto her cunt," Andrew told kate. 

i was positioned as i had been once before on this table. On hands and knees. Well... elbows and knees. kate had done a very good job strapping me down. she seemed to take particular delight in pushing my knees as widely apart as the slots would allow before locking them in place under the table. i could move forward and backward but all other movement was very limited.

The pain in my nipples had ebbed to a dull ache i could almost ignore. my throat felt a bit sore. Shamefully i was excited. kate kept running her fingertips and nails over my body and cooing in my ears as she strapped me down. she caressed my skin lightly in between tightening each strap. Once gently up and down the length of my left calf. And when both legs were strapped down very widely she smoothed over my ass with her soft warm palm and told me i looked beautiful.

i closed my eyes and bathed in the sensations.

Andrew's voice roused me from the delicious feelings.

"you don't have to be gentle. she is clearly very wet."

"Yes clearly Sir," answered kate, "shall i clean her up for you Sir?"

"Just insert the egg for now."

"Yes Sir."

I was looking over my shoulder at kate who was leaning with one knee on the edge of the table. she steadied her hand by resting it on the top of my ass. she teased the pucker of my asshole with her thumb. she did it on purpose. i shuddered a little. she pressed her fingertips to my lips and using her nails she parted them. It felt nice. i felt my body start to blush. I was looking at kate's face. she was rapt in what she was doing and was staring at my pussy.

she looked right at me and winked. i felt her push two fingers right up inside me.

i gasped and i ground back against her fingers! 

I couldn't help it. i felt her fingers flex inside me and her gaze returned to my exposed pussy.

"God she is so wet i can hardly believe it Sir."

"you could have just pushed the egg in kate."

"But this is much more fun Sir, don't you agree?"

Paul chuckled from across the room. i turned around the other way to look at Him. He was sipping from His marguerita. 

"she has a pretty cunt that is true," He offered, looking right at me. 

i groaned and clenched as kate's slim fingers slid smoothly around in my pussy. my face felt like it was aflame. i was starting to get very worked up. T/they were talking about me like i was meat. 

"she has a nice tight wet cunt Sir..."

i was starting to rock back and forth.

"That's enough kate..."

"Oh but Sirrr, i want to see her cummmmm..." she mock whined and kept sliding her fingers in and out of me.

i was starting to get sparkles down my spine shooting to my crotch and making me shake. If she didn't stop soon i was going to...

"I told you to stop that you stupid little slut!"

kate's fingers pulled suddenly free and i looked around at my Master. He was bending over, holding kate by the hair. He was speaking right into her face

"you'll do what I tell you, when I tell you, won't you?!"

"Ooowww yes alright yesss!" i opened my mouth in surprise and watched aghast as my Master struck kate across the face.

"Just like dominique aren't you!"

Paul laughed nervously. i quickly looked around at Him. His eyes met mine and He shrugged and turned His attention back to Andrew and kate. so did i.

Andrew dragged kate by the hair the two steps over to the toy-box and told her not to move. He rummaged a moment and pulled out the cock gag, holding it up in front of kate's eyes.

"For you, potty mouth!"

Andrew held kate by the hair on the top of her head and forced her head back making her cry out. He roughly pushed the cockgag into her mouth all the way. she gurgled and the gag made a glick glick sound as it was pushed into her throat. her eyes blazed with... what was it? Excitement? Andrew buckled the strap behind her head. 

"Go and get rid of that dress before I rip it off you, potty mouth."

kate's eyes told the story as she stood and walked over to Paul. i had to swing my head around the other way again to see what she was doing. Paul took the hem of the dress in His hands and drew it up her body. kate stood there squeezing her breasts in her clenched fists and almost doubled over trying to rub her thighs together.

"Paul come over here My Friend..."

"Sure Andrew." 

Paul put down His glass and came over to stand behind me next to Andrew. At that very moment a well lubed butt plug was pushed up my ass. i groaned and trembled with the pain. i gradually adjusted to the fullness and my breath whooshed out of me. i didn't realise i had been holding it.. 

i knew i was about to get more.

"Paul... bring kate over here."

"kate come here."

she scrambled over on her knees.

"Stand up and make her eat your cunt pet."

she nodded, eyes positively bugging out.

she was just taking hold of my hair when i felt that damned egg-shaped thing getting pushed back up my pussy. No hesitation, it was turned on immediately and kate pulled my mouth into her musky wetness. she too was shaved and my face slid deliciously all over her slightly sweaty abdomen, my mouth being dragged all over her wet pussy.

"Turn her head to Me kate."

she pulled me free of her and steered my head around by my hair.

i looked at my Master and He held the clicker in His hand. He clicked it and laughed and sat back looking at me, drinking His marguerita. i groaned and was cut off by kate's cunt mashing into my face again. Pressing hard against my lips. God. she was fucking my face! my pussy was ablaze with vibrations as my Master pressed and released a turbo button or something on the clicker. It sent waves of shakes and shivers through my body only to rebound and head straight back to my crotch.

Just when i thought i might cum i heard Andrew's voice.

"Now Paul NOW!"

A muffled thump hit my ass as Paul's first half-hearted swing of a flogger hit me. But in a moment He had His rhythm. Oh god yes. Swish swish went the flogger in the air, the most delicious of feelings... warming me to the core, flicking against my most tender of flesh... minute explosions of pleasurable pain... Up and down my ass, flicking the lips of my pussy... Andrew turning up the clicker... flashes of tiny lights behind my closed eyelids... kate riding her clit up and down my nose... her juices running down my chin.

she held my hair so tight i felt ...safe. i wasn't going anywhere. i was where i wanted to be. i was being enjoyed. And enjoying every moment of it. i was home. i came so so hard.



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Dominique Ch. 09



i felt hot, almost feverish, but my sweat was cooling on my skin. Like i just walked out of a sauna. Only i wasn't going anywhere. i was strapped down on elbows and knees. my mouth was closed and i was breathing hard through my nose.

my senses slowly reawakened and i realised the left side of my face was stuck to the soft leather of the training table with my sweat. i blinked my eyes to focus them. It was very quiet. i lifted my head and smiled as my face peeled off the leather. The memory of sultry humid summers skittered though my hazy mind. i put my head back down. Keeping it held up was too much effort. i sighed.

"Just relax pet..." It was Andrew, my Master.

my body jerked slightly when i felt His hand on my ass. my ass was still hot from Paul's particular brand of flogging. i felt the whole of Andrew's hand against my skin as if for the first time. my skin was so sensitive. So alive with hot tingles. Then His hand began to move. It slid smoothly across the skin of my oiled and flogged ass. i think He was feeling the extent of the welts there. All i know is it felt delicious. His hand became my world.

Andrew has large hands. Large and yet not meaty. Sinuous. Long fingered and yet perfectly proportioned. When i measure my hand up against His i am amazed each time by the difference of the size of them. They are almost exactly twice the size of mine. i like to examine them and kiss them, they are so beautiful. i sometimes smile to myself because i think He would make a good 'hand model'. Like in commercials. But i wouldn't tell Him that.

"Mmmmmm..." was all i could say.

His hand slid so smoothly and effortlessly over the cooling yet still hot skin of my ass. The skin of his whole hand and each finger constantly in contact with me. It felt as though each of His fingers was spread slightly apart from the next. His touch was soft and gentle, but with a purpose. 

i sighed again in utter bliss as His hand moved in a large circular shape around and around my ass. His fingers occasionally dragged over the edges of the butt plug embedded in me. my cunt fluttered around the inert egg inside me each time He did it. i found myself rocking ever so slightly with the motion of His hand. 

Every now and again He would change the motion from a large circular shape around my whole ass to a figure eight motion that brought His fingers maddeningly close to my pussy. Or He would break finger contact to glide a minute distance above it, so close i could feel the air move with the motion. The skin of my ass might have been cooling, but my cunt was not. i could feel myself spasmodically gripping that damned egg with each pass of His hand.

Round and around and around. All i could think of was His hand. His large warm smooth hand caressing me and making everything that mattered come into focus. And what mattered was His touch. i would do anything for His touch. i just wanted Him to keep touching. Yes like that yes more mmmmm oh that feels so wonderful mmm oooohhhhh mmmmmmmm You are sooo teasing me Master mmmmmm oh goddd that was so close please please just touch me there mmmmm yes oh no stop teasing me stop oohhh goddd so close please touch me please touch me touch me touch my cunt touch it feel me feel how wet You make me ohhh what are You doing ohh Sir more oillll oh mmm warm oil sprayed over my ass dripping down over me mmmm Your hand again mmmmm ohhhhhhh jessussss yesss touch me there ohhh mooorrrrreeee ohh noooo don't just touch me please morreee move them ahhh what ahhhh please ohhhh Sirrr the plug it's tighttt ohhh noooo nooooo don't tell me that it will hurt ahh fingers ohh sliding in a little ohhh nooo Sirrr don't pull it out fassttt ohhhHH.....

Pop!

"OhhHH JESUS! FUCK!!"

SLAP! 

"Ooohhhmmmmmm...." i shuddered hard.

"Do not fucking speak!"

SLAP! Square in the middle of my right ass cheek.

SLAP! Left cheek.

"OOOooohhh..."

"And anyway... Who said you could cum, slut?"

SLAP! 

"AAHhhhhh..."

"Listen to Me you stupid whore!" i lifted my head quickly and my face peeled off the leather again. i looked at Him imploringly.

SLAP!

"Oooooohhhhh..."

SLAP!

"Nnnmmmmm..." i bit my lip.

"Are you listening!" 

"Ye... yes Sirrr..." i managed.

"... I was just wondering..."

SLAP!

"Mnnnnnnnn..."

"I was just wondering, Who gave you permission to cum dominique?" His eyes were blazing.

SLAP!

"Uugghhh.... oh...oh dear... i..."

SLAP!

"i'm sorry Sir... i ... i.. didn't mean to... i mean i ..."

SLAP!

"Uughhh..."

SLAP!

"Ooohhhh Sir... oohhhhhh..."

"Stupid fucking slut..."

SLAP!

"Oohhhhh..."

SLAP!

"Uuugghhhh..."

He stopped. He straightened up and moved out of my line of sight. He was headed for the toy box area. i brought my head back down until my forehead rested on the soft leather. my body trembled with need and adrenaline. my ass was at least as hot as it was before. i closed my eyes and saw shooting stars across the inside of my eyelids. 

Perspiration and oil dripped down the skin of my arms and legs. When i moved, my elbows slipped a little and the straps tightened. i tried to relax. my bowels felt so vacant. The hole was as hot as the rest of my ass.

God i didn't even think about trying not to cum... i mean it's not a rule, as i know it is with some Dom/mes and subs, unless Andrew demands it. But i guess given the circumstances, i really should have tried to show *some* self-control. i was just glad that the egg was turned off. It's a wicked little device, that egg. i wondered if i could stop myself from cumming if He turned it on again.

i took a deep breath and let it out slowly. 

my body trembled. 

i wondered how red my ass was. Then i wondered what Paul and kate were doing. i looked around toward the lounge area and couldn't see either of them. Then i heard a soft muffled moan from directly behind me. God. It was almost more exciting not knowing what was happening to her. i smiled to myself.

i dropped the smile when i heard my Master's footsteps approaching...

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"Alright... it's time," I thought to Myself as I looked down into the toy box and massaged My temples with My fingertips. Just how far did I want to go? Oh I've tested her before. In fact I have tested her many times. Rolled back her limits. I've taken dominique to places she had never dreamed about. 

dominique is well aware of her 'rights'. she can stop whatever I am doing, at any time, by saying the word 'red'. she knows this. she is regularly reminded of it. But she has never used her safe word. she has protested. she has complained. she has even moaned in pain. But she has not said 'red'. 

Does that make Me a good Master, or a bad Master? Should One explore limits, or run up against them? Obviously it depends on whether One is 'playing' or 'punishing'. And on what One wants in a Dom/sub relationship. It also depends on how quickly One reaches a submissive's limit. 'Timing is everything'...

Have I 'tried' to make her use her safe word? No, I must admit I have not. Not in the sense of 'trying' to find exactly where her limits are. I have always been mindful of her inexperience. Of her innocence. A paternalistic protectiveness perhaps. I have pushed her though. But never right to the edge. I've never pushed too hard. 

Well... it was time to see just how much dominique was prepared to suffer for her transgressions. I looked up at the wall and scanned the various choices I had. I made up My mind.

It was time to push too hard.

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When i heard my Master's footsteps, i swung my head around to see Him, and His piercing eyes caught mine. i could not tear my gaze from Them. The look in His eyes was one of sheer determination, of such concentrated conviction, that i almost gasped as i drew breath.

Without looking down to His hands, i knew He was holding things. i was afraid to tear my eyes from His. i was getting scared. i moaned softly as i exhaled. The skin down my arms prickled. 

"Paul, can You give Me a hand here?" my Master asked.

"Sure," came Paul's reply and His footsteps approached me.

"Can you grab the spreader bar and handcuffs from over there please?" 

There was no answer, but i saw Paul come into my view as He strode over to the toy box area and retrieved Andrew's requests. 

"You can put them over there," He said, pointing toward the whipping post. 

Paul then came back over towards me and walked around to my left side.

"Let's get her off here. And You can take off her nipple clamps. she will get a nice reminder of what is to come when You remove them."

Oh the nipple clamps. my nipples were so numb i hadn't even thought about them. Oh god. i braced myself as Paul's hands came around my body, one on each side. i gritted my teeth in anticipation. He squeezed His hands gently around my breasts and He whispered.

"Both at once, nice and quick."

i was thankful i was still strapped down. my back arched as the clamps were removed. i hissed between my teeth as the pain flooded outward from my nipples and through my breasts. It felt like every muscle in my body became taut as i kept gritting my teeth. It seemed like an eternity before the pain started to subside and my need to breathe took over. i panted as the pain ebbed away. 

i was being lifted from the training table. i hadn't even felt the straps come loose. i found my feet and my Master turned me toward Him. His strong hands were around my shoulders. Paul was behind me.

"I am going to prepare you for your punishment now dominique. Do you understand?"

i nodded.

"Speak when you are asked a question dominique."

i found my voice.

"Yes Sir." 

"Kneel."

i knelt and saw kate. my jaw dropped.

"Look up at Me pet."

i looked up at Andrew.

"I have been thinking dominique, and I have changed My mind about something. Earlier today I denied you the right to use your safe word for the duration of this punishment. you know what I am talking about don't you..." 

"Yes Sir," i nodded, "i couldn't say 'red'." my eyes flicked over to kate again. my god.

"That's right... well, I am going to allow you use of your safe word if you think it is necessary."

"Thank You Sir." i chewed my lip. He moved closer to me. i concentrated. i was looking almost straight up at Him.

"Pay attention. Bracelets pet."

This was a common command. i bowed my head and raised my arms up, bringing my elbows almost together, palms at the ceiling, fingers toward my Master.

"Good girl."

my breathing noticeably quickened as He closed the ratchet of one handcuff around my left wrist. my heart was beating in my ears.

"you should not be so quick to thank Me pet... I am going to MAKE you use it. Do you understand? MAKE you. I am going to punish you UNTIL you say 'red'. Am I making Myself clear?"

"Y.. yes Sir." 

i was on my knees and He dragged me by my handcuffed wrist over to the whipping post. i tried to keep up.

"When you say 'red' your punishment will be deemed complete. Do you understand?"

"Y.. yes Sir, this girl understands Sir." i caught my breath.

"Hug the post." i did so while i knelt.

i wrapped my arms around it. my Master moved around to the opposite side of the post and fixed my handcuffs through one of the u-bolts that hung from each of the eye-bolts embedded in the post. The one He used was at the height of His waist. He closed the ratchet on my right wrist.

"dominique... your punishment WILL suit your crimes. YOU will determine when that is. And WHEN you choose to call a halt, I will either be pleased, or displeased. I would suggest you try to please Me... do you understand?" 

i turned my face up to Him and looked Him right in the eyes. i set my jaw. 

"This girl understands Sir, and she will make You proud."

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Funny how W/we can sometimes miss the most important moments in O/our lives. The memory moments. It is often not until much later that it occurs to U/us that something important happened at that very moment. But what W/we do get, is a 'lasting impression'. What I saw at that very moment would become 'My lasting impression'.

I looked down on dominique. Her lithe frame and tanned skin reflected flickers of candlelight in the darkened room. she had tossed her long black hair over one shoulder and had turned her face sideways. Some strands had stuck across her forehead. her head was against the post, her chin resting on her shoulder. she had a determined look in her eyes. 

"This girl understands Sir, and she will make You proud."

W/we were both distracted by another moan from kate. dominique's eyes focused. her mouth opened in apparent disbelief as kate moaned and shuddered once again. I shook My head knowingly. Paul had just about outdone Himself. kate was certainly a sight!


Earlier Paul had flogged dominique while kate rode her tongue. But He knew instinctively that I had no further need for kate. He had led her a few steps away and behind dominique, to keep from distracting My slut. He then proceeded to tie kate in a tight and interesting kneeling bind. Paul is a Shibari expert and there is no end to the combinations and ties He has in His repertoire. I hadn't seen this one before, and it certainly was special. 

I could see why kate had dominique's attention.

she had knelt on the floor with the cock gag still in place. Paul told her to grip it with her teeth as He threaded the nipple clamp chain through the loop of nylon string that was attached to the end of the gag. she was not to let go of the gag. He pinched her nipples to firmness then bent her head down and pushed up each breast. she immediately moaned and started breathing hard through her nose as each clamp was attached to her nipples. Paul then dropped a blindfold over her watery eyes. 

He worked very quickly and tied kate's elbows together behind her. He then encased her down to her wrists with rope. He had passed this rope between her legs from behind and the lips of her pussy bulged around a large knot He had tied where the rope re-emerged. The rope then shot almost straight up, just a bit out in front of her and passed through a pulley on a track attached to the ceiling above her. He then threaded it through another pulley six feet above and behind her, then back down. He tied off the end of the rope into the back end of her blindfold, the result causing any movement of her head to painfully tug on her nipples, or the knot being moved back and forth between the lips of her pussy. The coup de grace though was the buckling of the butterfly vibrator over her clitoral region, behind the rope. He had switched it on and was sitting and relaxing on the lounge, sipping His marguerita and watching.

I had lost count of the number of times kate had cum. her body was dripping with sweat and she was almost constantly shuddering. I was not surprised dominique was amazed. So was I. W/we both watched as kate shuddered anew and moaned out another muffled orgasm. I pulled My t-shirt up over My head and off. I threw it on the floor. It was getting hotter.

I looked down on dominique and smiled as she slowly shook her head in wonder. I decided to let her watch, while I moved around to her feet to attach the spreader bar. 

I buckled each end of the bar just above her delicate ankles. I arranged her like a ragdoll. Lifting and placing each leg, knee and ankle just so. I decided I had had My fun with the egg and reached up, brushing My fingers down over her pussy from behind.

she moaned softly as I did it but I wasn't in the mood to pleasure her. I took hold of the nylon drawstring and drew it out slowly. I wrapped it in My t-shirt and placed it on the floor behind Me. I then brought My wet fingers up to My mouth and savoured her flavour. In a moment I took both hands and placed Them on each cheek of her ass. I massaged her firmly, feeling the warmth of her skin and leaned down to kiss the upturned cheek of her ass. My god, her skin was so smooth and warm, it was an effort not to use her right then and there.

I shook My head and remembered where I was. I turned around and picked up the egg, I stood up and walked around beside her again, trailing My fingers along her flank as I did.

"Look at Me dominique..."

she did.

"Push your ass out a bit more... arch your back..."

she did.

"Good girl."

she looked amazing herself...

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i shifted slightly on my knees to steady myself. i think it was worse knowing... knowing i would be taken right to my limit. Knowing Andrew would not stop, and would increase my punishment in intensity, until i stopped Him. And i was to only to stop Him when i could take no more.

i wondered if kate had ever been taken to her limit. her body convulsed once more and i wondered how much more she could take. Then i wondered how she could possibly tell Paul if she had had enough. my eyes focused and i realised the straps of the cock gag were hanging loosely from its edges. she was holding it with her teeth!

"Look at Me dominique..."

Oh god. 

i did.

"Push your ass out a bit more... arch your back..."

i did.

"Good girl."

i chewed at my bottom lip. i glanced down at Andrew's hands. He held a whip in each of Them.

Oh god.

Andrew was taking His time. At that moment, i just wanted to be through this. He was swishing His blonde Horsehair Whip with the black braided leather handle back and forth in His right hand. He spoke evenly and almost without emotion. 

"dominique.... in My hands I have the two whips you have tasted before... I will begin with the Horsehair, and then move to the Cat. you should know that once I begin with the Cat, I will not return to the Horsehair. As you know from previous sessions, both of these whips can be used gently to induce the desired response..."

God. Gently? i shuddered as i saw Andrew in my imagination, taking lusty full swings at my ass with the Cat. A trickle of perspiration ran into my eyebrow and dropped off, passing in front of my left eye.

"But W/we are not here for a play session dominique. I am not going to fuck around with you. Prepare to receive your punishment."

i shifted my knees again, trying to get comfortable. i was spread out and so vulnerable. i spread the weight of my body between my knees and my arms, hanging though they were, from the handcuffs. They pinched, but i hoped it might distract me.

Swish, swish swish.

Fap.

Oh noooo. He was starting too softly. i wasn't ready for this.

Swish swish Fap!

Ohhhh. Noooo. Not fair... i don't want to be turned on.. i don't want to be...

Swish Fap!

i dropped my head between my arms. i closed my eyes. i felt like i was floating.

Swish Fap! Swish Fap! Swish Fap!

i bit my lip harder. i was NOT going to moan!

Swish FAP! mmmmmmm.

Swish FAP!! Ohhhh. That was harder!

Swish FAP!! Goddd! i turned my face up to Andrew just as He struck me again.

Swish FAP!!!

"Ohhhh!"

"Shut up."

Swish FAP!!!

"I haven't even fucking started!"

Swish FAP!!!

i chewed my lip harder, determined to look Him in the eye.

Swish FAP!!!

Then it stopped.

Andrew was breathing hard. He gazed at me intently. Demandingly. He stood over me and His chest was bare. He had removed His t-shirt. His muscles rippled. i imagined i could see the blood pumping in the veins in His neck. God He was so beautiful. His face was a study in concentration. i wished i could paint. i would have painted Him. To me, He was a masterpiece. Even in His most intense moments, when His anger or displeasure was directed at me, i still was a slave to His will. His skin glistened with effort. i was so lost. And so found. This was a Man i could honour. i couldn't believe i was here. And i couldn't think of anywhere else i would rather be. 




Dominique Ch. 09



The pulsing hotness from the base of my shoulder blades to the top of my ass invaded my thoughts. Andrew had covered all the skin He wanted to with the Horsehair. He threw it behind Him and it clattered and slid across the floor. i saw Him change the Cat from His left hand to His right. i couldn't watch. i dropped my head between my arms. 

"Green or red pet?"

"Green!"

Whap! Top of my ass.

my breath caught in my throat. i had been here before. The Cat bit my skin and i felt my whole body stiffen. Every muscle. Every sinew. This was it.

Whap! Middle of my back.

Whap! High on My back.

i gritted my teeth till they hurt.

Whap!

Whap! Back down again.

"Ahhhh!"

Whap!

"Say it!"

CRACK!

"Noooooo!"

CRACK!!

"SAY IT!"

CRACK!

CRACK!

"GREEEEEEN!!!"

"Stupid..."

CRACK!!

"fucking..."

CRACK!!

"SLUT!"

CRACK!!!

"Uuugghhh..."

CRACK!!!

"AHH!!"

He stopped. Sweat trickled down my nose. my hands ached from holding them in tight fists. The skin of my back was ablaze with pain. The sweat there stung. The heat... my god my back was so hot. Every muscle was still held as tight as a drum. i wiped my brow against my shoulder. i started to relax and my muscles in my thighs started to vibrate. i suddenly felt very nauseous. my thighs started to shudder more. i fell forward against the post, my hips resting against the floor.

"Say it," He whispered.

i turned my face up to Him, breathing heavily, with tears of pain in my eyes and on my cheeks. Tears of sorrow. Tears of supplication.

"Say it pet, or I will start again." His voice had never sounded so soft and comforting.

"This girl is so sorry Sir...." i whispered.

"I know possum."

"....red." 

"Good girl."

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I reached behind the whipping post and uncuffed dominique's hands. she brought them up and folded them by her sides, her hands under her chin. she was laying on her front, and her head was beside the post. 

In a blink she was asleep. Or at least she looked like she was asleep. her shoulder blades raised and lowered with her deep breathing. I walked around to her feet and unbuckled the spreader bar from her ankles and brought her feet together. I decided to give her a moment. 

I stood back up and turned and looked at Paul. He nodded. I walked over to where I threw the Horsehair and picked it up. I replaced in up on the wall. I wiped down the Cat with rubbing alcohol and dried it quickly. I gave it a thin coat of Dubbin and rubbed it in with My fingers. I then gave it a light buff with a soft cloth before replacing it on the wall . 

Paul had taken to His feet and was untying kate. she had made some sounds but was soon quiet and curled up on His lap on the lounge. her head was on His shoulder and she watched Me intently. I picked up the ropes Paul had kindly coiled and replaced them in the toy box. I spent the next few moments cleaning and putting away the various items that had been in use over the last couple of hours.

Returning to dominique I woke her and lifted her to her feet. I leaned down and gently put My shoulder to her stomach and wrapped My arm around her thighs and lifted her in a 'fireman's hold'. she moaned softly but made no protest. 

"I'll put her in bed."

Paul nodded.

I carried dominique upstairs and lay her on the bed and turned her over onto her front. I drew the blinds and went into the bathroom. I filled a bowl with lukewarm water and scrubbed My hands with anti-bacterial soap. I rinsed and then added the soap to the water and gave it a few rubs. I put the soap back and picked up the bowl and a soft cloth and returned to dominique's bedside.

I had broken her skin in a number of places and deep bruises were flaring across her shoulder blades. I swallowed and tended her skin, wiping a tear from My eye silently. she never made a sound. I covered her with the bed sheet, turned out the light and returned to the study.

. . . . . . . . . . . 

"Everything ok?"

"she will be fine in a couple of days."

"Good."

I refreshed My drink and sat down across from Paul and kate. 

"Andrew?" Paul asked.

"Yes Paul?"

"I didn't think she had it in her."

"Had what?"

"The desire... the intense desire to please You... I thought she would have called a halt much sooner."

"I am not really surprised Paul."

W/we sat in silence for a few minutes.

"May i say something please Master?" kate asked.

"Yes you may kate."

"Andrew Sir, with respect Sir, i think dominique is a very lucky girl..."

"Tell Me why kate..."

"Well Sir, i think she is lucky because You love her Sir."

"It's pretty obvious Andrew."

I nodded and stifled that rogue tear again.

"I should be with her."

"W/we can lock-up when W/we leave if You like."

"I'd appreciate that."

"Consider it done."

I rose from the lounge.

"Thank you for bearing witness Paul. And thank you kate."

"Anytime My Friend."

"Always a pleasure to be of service Sir."

And with that I made my way back up to dominique's room.

I lay down beside her caressing her upper arm until I fell asleep Myself...

Author's note: Thank you again to dawn for her excellent editing. 

And thank Y/you to those readers who take the time to vote. Y/your judgment is inspiring!



Dominique Ch. 10



Author's Note: It is with great pleasure that I now present the final chapter in the story of dominique. her story has been told, and I know she will live on in the hearts of many. Keep an eye out, I will be commencing a new story soon.

Hmmm. i was disoriented when i woke up, not sure of where i was in the almost pitch blackness. i lifted my head slightly and tried to survey my surroundings through sleepy squinted eyes. i realised this was O/our bedroom and Andrew was sleeping peacefully beside me. i wondered how long i had been sleeping. i felt a bit stiff from being on my stomach and i rolled over. Not a good idea! i sharply sucked in my breath through clenched teeth and lifted my shoulders off the bed. Memories of last night came flooding back... Andrew, Paul, kate, and being pushed to my limits and beyond for the first time. Rolling back onto my stomach and waiting for the pain from my lashing to subside, i lay awake, thinking all kinds of things.

The first thing i thought was: i never want to get lashed like that again. 

Once the foggy haze began to lift from my brain, i was able to focus my thoughts, and began thinking about what last night had taught me...

i will be more considered in the things that i say to people and will gladly do exactly what is expected of me. Why i even want to deny myself some of the pleasures i receive when i am good, i don't know. But certain things *are* expected of me and as my Master's submissive i will gladly do them, and not begrudgingly. i long to see the pleasure in His eyes that my good behaviour gives Him. Because truthfully, it *is* what drives me. And it *is* why i feel guilty when my behaviour is not as He expects. 

i will try to curb the excess thinking i do. Like with Paul. Whatever possessed me to think i could capture the hearts of two Dominant males? my god. One is enough for any red-blooded woman. Two is just downright greedy. The pleasures i receive from Paul should be because they please my Master. Not me. The pleasures i get are secondary.

i tucked my arms up under me with my hands under my chin. In the darkness i watched Andrew sleep. Andrew. my Master. my beloved Master. For i do love Him. i love who He is and how He is. i love all the things He has done for me and the things He will do. i love that in me He saw the makings of someone suited to this Life. i love the rules and the clear cut boundaries. i love that when i please Him, i know it. i know because He smiles His beautiful crooked smile, and He tells me how well i have done. i also love that He cares enough to correct me when i displease Him. Nothing festers. Nothing goes on and on. No snide comments. No secrets. my desire to please Him grows by the day, by the hour and by the minute.

There was just one thing bothering me. i yawned and closed my eyes... 

Two nights ago it was... 

"I don't give a fuck."

It was hard to get comfortable at first... but eventually i fell back to sleep...

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"dominique..."

I was whispering to her, her face just inches from Mine.

"dominique..." 

she was fretting in her sleep.

"dominique... wake up..."

I touched her face gently.

"i don't give a fuck..."

I raised My eyebrows and smiled.

"huh... oh.... oohhh Sir..."

"It's all right."

"Oh Sir... please... "

"shhh... let Me take a look."

I hoisted Myself up into a sitting position beside her. I picked up the light sheet over her and drew it down, folding it at the top of her ass, exposing her back.

I must say I was a little concerned. The almost olive skin of her back was mottled with marks. 

"It's alright pet... nothing that won't heal in a day or so."

"i just feel a bit stiff Sir..."

she would be fine. I remembered what a coach of Mine told Me once, "...it's only pain." I don't think he had ever been lashed though. I smiled wryly at the thought.

I touched My fingertips to the places where her perfect skin was untouched by My hand. 

What had I done?

dominique stirred like a cat and stretched.

"Mmmm ...Your fingers feel nice, my Master."

I was looking down at the back of her head, and I reached up to draw her hair back over her ear. I leaned down and kissed the edge of that perfect ear, being careful not to touch her back.

"...dominique?" I whispered once more.

"mmmmm yes Master?"

"you were dreaming..."

"i don't remember Sir..."

"you said something..." I changed My mind, "W/we will talk about it later."

"Yes Sir."

"How about I make U/us some breakfast?"

"i would take on an army of heathens for some bacon and eggs Sir!" I could hear the grin in her voice. she would definitely be all right.

"Then bacon and eggs it is. Do you want Me to cover you?"

"Actually, Sir, the cool air feels good."

"Okay pet, stay there. I'll bring it up when it's ready."

"Thank You Sir."

I stood and walked toward the door, turning as I reached it. I looked back at My dominique, laying quietly, arms tucked under her, black hair aglow under a shaft of the morning sun streaking through the window above the bed. 

God, she was so much like rachel...

I sighed softly, turned and walked out, making My way to the kitchen...

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i have a tattoo of a scorpion on my ankle. Not very imaginative, considering it is my astrological sign. It was a present i gave myself when i turned eighteen. Something i always wanted. i thought about that tattoo because that is how my back felt. Like i had been tattooed. Forever marked. Forever changed. Sore, and yet pleased. i smiled to myself. i was happy in the strangest way. 

i had deserved my punishment. i had received it. i had survived. i could move forward now. A clean slate. A new beginning.

i love my life.

mmmm i could smell bacon and my tummy rumbled. i couldn't eat like this. i had to sit up. i got up to my hands and knees and sat back on my heels, kneeling, looking out the window. It was a beautiful day and the sun was on my face and chest. i had to stretch. i interlocked my fingers behind my head and pulled back my elbows. i slowly arched my back right to its extremity. The tight skin over my shoulder blades slowly stretched, as did the skin at the top of my ass. mmmmmm it was.... God, so weird. It felt really good. i mean, the pain was there. But i had accepted that. And it wasn't THAT bad. It was like i was... exercising the pain. Controlling it. It was strangely invigorating. The images of last night flashed before my eyes. Something had changed. 

Usually i would be thinking about how incredible it was, the things i had done, or the things that had been done to me. But not today. Today i was closer to my skin. i was happy with myself. 

i felt the warmth of the sun on me. i let my head fall back so the sun was on my neck. my hair dangled down and the ends brushed the top of my ass. i combed my fingers through my hair and tossed it back, shaking my head. As i knelt up straight my hair was drawn gently up my back, and it tickled.

i closed my eyes and reached up, grasping my nipples and pinching them firmly, pulling them out from my body and releasing them.

"Mmmmm..."

my eyes sprung open. "Am i insane?" i thought to myself and giggled. i fell onto the bed in fits of laughter, thoughts of my sore back lost as i laughed at my own folly. 

"dominique?"

Ahh! 

Andrew stood in the doorway, a silver tray in His hands.

"Um," i giggled as i struggled back up to my knees, facing Him, "yes Sir?"

"Are you alright?"

"my Master, i am better than ever!" i gushed, sitting back on my heels and beaming.

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I like to cook. I enjoy it. It's methodical and satisfying to create a meal. O/one plans, O/one provides O/oneself with everything necessary, and O/one executes. Simple. Clear cut. If only life were so cut and dried. While filling the kitchen and the rest of the house with the aroma of bacon, eggs, tomato and onions, I reminisced.

rachel loved to cook. If I closed My eyes I could almost see her. Hear her. Prancing about the kitchen, singing to herself. Something about her has never left Me. The 'what ifs'. What if that tumour had been discovered, or treated earlier. What if I had noticed something... something sooner... something that might have given her a chance... 

rachel would have loved dominique. they could have easily been sisters. Similar temperment. Even a similar look about them, though I had always liked a short brunette. I smiled to Myself. I flipped the bacon and resolved to introduce dominique to the rachel I knew and loved. Maybe it would help to explain a few things. 

I wiped My hands on the kitchen towel and walked into the den, pulling a photo album from the shelf. I put it under My arm and turned back to the kitchen. It had been a long time since I had looked at pictures of rachel. I had thought I should stop poring over them. So I did. Then along came dominique. Thanks to her, most of My leisure time had been very well spent for quite some time now. 

I opened the album on the kitchen bench while I finished the cooking and started tidying up. The picture I opened to was of rachel on her knees pointing up at Me, into the camera. she was fully clothed in a summer dress. It was the day I told her she would be Mine always. she was smiling and laughing. I sighed and closed the album. "It's time," I thought to Myself.

The experiences dominique and I have shared have been eye opening at the very least. W/we have explored scenes beyond what rachel and I had. she has amused and excited Me like no other I have been tempted by, and she has pleased Me greatly. Not all the time. she is not perfect. Perfection is highly over-rated anyway. Striving for perfection... well... that's different. dominique does strive. her desire to please Me is unquestionable. I just wonder what she is thinking right now. 

she is probably feeling very sore and sorry for herself, and for her actions. After breakfast I will tend to her back again. Soothe her. I owe her that. I loaded all the food onto one plate and grabbed a fork and napkin and placed it all on a tray and made My way to the bedroom, with one small detour. I grabbed dominique's collar from the playroom doorknob where Paul had so thoughtfully left it. dominique's whipping had proved too great a distraction, and replacing My collar around dominique's neck took a backseat. 

I placed her collar on the tray next to O/our breakfast, pleased I had remembered it. I had tiptoed up the last couple of steps and walked silently across the landing. At the door to the bedroom I stood staring at the sight of dominique in a giggling fit after having been thrashed less that eight hours before.

I wondered for a moment what was so amusing, before I got caught up in her revelry. 

"Are you alright?"

"my Master, i am better than ever!" she gushed, sitting back on her heels and grinning at Me.

"Well, that is certainly a surprise dominique. And a nice surprise at that. Perhaps with some food you will feel yourself even more."

"Mmmmm... yes Sir, i am famished!"

"Okay, but there is one formality to take care of before W/we eat."

"Yes Sir?"

I placed the tray on the bed and picked up dominique's collar. I smiled and sat beside her on the bed, reaching up and gently placing it around her neck, and closing the clasp.

"Mmmm, perfect... wear it with pride dominique."

she ran her fingertips over it and blushed.

"i will always be loathe to remove it Sir."

I leaned into her and kissed her nose.

"C'mon L/let's eat..."

W/we lay curled around the tray feeding each O/other morsels. Before long dominique had eaten her fill and was laying on her stomach, wiping her mouth with the napkin I had brought. I finished what was left and did the same. 

"There is something I want to share with you dominique."

"Yes Sir?"

"Let Me get rid of this stuff and I will show you."

"Yes Sir."

I returned a few minutes later with the album under one arm. Why was I so nervous? I propped up some pillows at the head of the bed and got comfortable with My back against them. dominique got comfortable too, laying beside Me, elbow bent, propping her head up on her hand, eyes wide and wondering.

"What is this Sir?"

"Hush dominique, all will be revealed."

"Yes Sir."

For the next half hour or so I recounted the various times and places shown in the photographs. I described the emotions they evoked. The plans. The holidays. What happened. The doctors. The hospitals. The funeral. A half hour turned into an hour as dominique lay her head on My chest and listened to the tale of rachel. How W/we met, how close W/we became and O/our journey into this world. How much I loved her, and love her still.

"Which is why I find it difficult to share sometimes dominique."

"With respect Sir, You are sharing right now. No earlier nor later than i had the right to expect." she smiled up at Me.

"It's just that I find it difficult sometimes... "

"May this girl speak freely please Sir?"

"Hard to turn down a request like that dominique," I smiled, "of course you can possum."

"Well Sir, i just wanted You to know that i feel very privileged that You have shared rachel with me... i would never expect You to forget her Sir. my only hope is that You can love me half as much as You did her. i would be a very happy woman if You could Sir." she beamed at Me.

"I do love you dominique.."

"You do Sir?"

"I love you more than I have cared to admit."

"Oh Sir..." A tear ran from her eye. "And the other night Sir? When You said 'I don't give a fuck'?"

"I had been distracted all day. Coming to terms with how I feel. It was dishonest to say what I did. But it was said in rachel's honour. I don't know how better to explain it."

"i think i understand Sir."

"you do?"

"You sometimes feel like it should be her here, not me."

"But that's not fair."

"Truth doesn't need to be fair Sir, it just needs to be the Truth."

"you are right."

"my dear Master, as long as You have room for me in Your heart, i will continue to feel secure in my submission to You."

Now it was Me that was tearing up.

"dominique, I apologise for what I said the other night. It was unfair and a demonstration of a lack of self-control. Even selfish. Something a Dominant is prone to on occasions. But something I usually have better control over. I'm sorry possum."

"Sir, it just bothered me that's all. But as an explanation, i think i have been spoiled Sir."

I smiled at her softly. she wrapped her arm around My middle and snuggled into Me, laying her head once again on My chest. 

"And Sir?"

"Yes dominique..."

"i love You too Sir."

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i held onto Andrew tightly once i said those words. His hand came down so gently upon my naked back and caressed it. His fingertips traced the edges of the welts. 

"Is it bad Sir?"

"Depends what you call bad dominique..."

"Should i look Sir?"

"Only if you want to see..."

"i think i want to see..."

"you are darkly bruised and there are a couple of 'nicks' where I broke your skin."

"It doesn't sound too bad..."

"your dark skin camouflages it somewhat..."

"i want to see..."

"Then look."

i got up out of bed and walked furtively toward the full length mirror. It was strange. i felt more nervous about seeing the results than i had about receiving the punishment. i walked over and stood with my back to the mirror, looking at Andrew.

"Go on..."

i smiled at Him, and shook my hair out, putting my hands on my hips.

"You know what?"

"What's that pet?"

i grinned, one hip cocked.

"i don't give a fuck!"

Andrew picked up a pillow and threw it at me! It bounced off my chest and onto the floor and another one hit me as I bent over to pick it up! i quickly threw the first pillow back at my Master then gripping the second one tight by the corner i attacked!


i was laughing and laughing as i jumped on Him and started pummeling Him with the pillow. He was trying to tickle me to get me to stop but i just kept on going! i was bapping Him in the head and everywhere i could. i was in fits of laughter and gripping Him around the torso with my thighs. i imagined i was winning but all i knew was i was getting horny! 

i tossed the pillow aside and started tickling my Master hard on His sides. Well goodness He started writhing and laughing and fending me off all at once. But i don't think He was *really* trying! Well, i *know* He wasn't really trying, because He is about twice my size. i could feel His beautiful cock lengthening and thickening tight against my crotch right through His light blue silk boxers.

God as soon as i noticed that i started grinding my cunt back and forth on it. Mashing my lips up and down trying to get it to hit the spot. I had laid my hands on His muscular chest and could feel His rippling muscles right through His white t-shirt. my fingers went to his nipples and i was firmly scraping over them with my nails. His cock was getting harder and i was making a circular kind of motion with my hips. i could hardly stand it when the mushrooming peach-size head started bumping against my clit on each pass.

By now His hot and rigid cock was wedged well between the lips of my very wet pussy. i grasped His nipples between my fingers and thumbs and gripped them tightly. With closed eyes i arched my back and my mouth opened and i moaned long and deep. i shuddered as a series of tiny orgasms swept through my lower body. my head dropped and i opened my eyes looking down. i could see the wet patch of my juices wildly discolouring His boxers and almost laughed. "Why on earth is this called dry humping?" i thought!

The patch appeared and disappeared and appeared again as i thrust my loins back and forth. my breasts with their hard pointy nipples also obscured my view. Suddenly His hands were on them, gripping my nipples back and pulling me down to kiss Him. i did hungrily as He kept His hold on them. They pulsed on my chest, two hard thickened points of pleasure seemingly directly connected to my clit. i thrust my tongue into His mouth flicking it and stroking it all over His. Then i sucked His tongue into my mouth as i pressed my lips hard against His, and brought my hands up to hold His face.

His fingers released my nipples and i felt myself rush headlong into another small series of orgasms. i felt like i had never been hornier. i pressed my breasts into His chest and moved my body from side to side stimulating my nipples against the fabric of His shirt. His hands reached down and gripped my ass tightly and ground me harder into Him. He was moaning softly and looking me right in the eyes.

"Fuck Me dominique." He breathed.

"Mmmmmm... yesss..." i replied breathlessly and excited beyond belief. my hand shook as i reached into His boxers and pulled His cock out through the wet silk. God it was hard as steel, hot and throbbing in my hand, and precum dripped from the tip down one side. i slid my hand lightly down to the base and tightened my grip before sliding back upwards slowly, causing a strong stream of precum to pulse out and around the top of my fingers. i loosened my grip and stroked and twisted my hand a little to coat Him before giving a few firm strokes with a tighter grip.

"Fuck it, fuck My cock," my Master gasped.

i raised myself up on my knees and changed my grip on His cock, bringing the head in contact with the scalding heat and silky slickness of my clasping cunt. i held it tight and swayed my hips, sweeping the head of His cock through my lips and forward, then pressed it against my clit. my body jerked and sent shivers up my spine as i realised how badly i wanted to fuck Him. 

my tummy was fluttering and i thought i might cum as He entered me. my head was spinning. my pussy was absolutely flooded, and i could hardly even think. my body was a mess of jangling nerve endings.




Dominique Ch. 10



i positioned His cock and slammed my hips down on it, impaling myself. my breath caught in my chest but i couldn't expel it. my fingernails dug into my Master's chest and i silently screamed. i hit bottom and bounced, but i didn't really notice. i was gone. Gone with the blinding white light that enveloped my senses and exploded outward sweeping my body with it. i went rigid but somehow knew my Master was continuing to fuck up into me. my toes curled and i shuddered from my pelvis, increasing in intensity as my entire body was consumed. 

His hands gripped my ass tight and i felt like a ragdoll as He fucked me and fucked me. my arms collapsed and i fell onto His chest but He was still thrusting His heavenly cock deeply into me. Over and over and over He tossed my ass high and slammed me back down on Him. 

i felt like i was losing control. His fingers made contact with the place where W/we were joined, gathering and spreading the copious thick juices flowing from me. First one then two fingers slid deliciously and deeply into my ass and somewhere in the back of my mind i heard Him roar out His orgasm! He slammed me down one last time, really hard, then ground me, mashed me into His pelvic bone and over i went again. 

"Oooohhhh fuck yesssssssjesussssssss fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk aaaahhhhhhHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"

"Cummmmmmmingggggggg toooooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!"

Then everything went black. i dreamed i was a bird, flying. A young bird. Leaving the nest for the first time. Convincing myself to launch. Go birdy! Go me! i would be okay, even though i had lost the comfort of the very ground beneath my feet. i lost control, but i gained my freedom, and i soared up into the clouds...

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I held dominique tightly to Me as I emptied Myself into her. her body spasmed relentlessly in My arms and obscenities poured from her luscious lips. she went suddenly quiet as though she collapsed, then mumbled incomprehensibly under her breath.

"...bird... so free... so mmmmm..."

I smiled. I had no idea what she was saying or thinking. All I knew was I was happy. Happier than I had been in a long, long time. I folded her into My arms caressing her gently, coaxing her back to Me. 

It felt good to be at peace with Myself. To not hide the guilt I still felt over rachel, and to allow Myself to love again. To find love once was amazing, but to find it twice defies belief. I softly kissed her forehead and the lids of her closed eyes until I saw her smile catch light. I still had My hands on her ass, but I was lightly scratching over her skin with My nails as her eyes opened and she smiled at Me.

she brought her hands up onto My chest again, this time laying one on top of the other and resting her chin on the top of them. her beautiful deep brown eyes smiled at Me and sparkled with innocence and playfulness.

"you look so sexy dominique..."

"Sexy Sir?"

"Mmhmmm." I smiled.

"i imagine i look VERY well fucked Sir."

I smiled.

"Well, you certainly look happy pet."

" 'Happy' doesn't even come close to describing how i feel Sir," she whispered. "In fact, i am feeling something deeper and more serene than that. Complete trust? Complete submission? Security? Safe in the knowledge of Your love? Words seem so inadequate Sir..."

"Freedom?"

her forehead wrinkled in thought for a moment then her smile burst forth again.

"Yes! Freedom Sir!! Freedom to be who i am... freedom to love You... and to be loved... freedom to explore with You... freedom to please You... freedom from O/other's expectations... freedom to be happy with myself... freedom from self-consciousness... Freedom to soar!"

I was smiling at her passion.

"Well My free bird, how would you like to spend O/our day off? Shopping? Driving? A movie perhaps?"

she pressed herself against Me less gently, grinned widely and scratched lightly over My chest once again with her fingernails.

"Honestly Sir?"

I nodded.

"Can W/we just stay here?" 

"Sure W/we can possum, W/we can do anything W/we want..."

Author's Note: Once more, I take My hat off to dawn for her editing expertise. There has been a great deal of work put into this story. W/we both hope Y/you have enjoyed the tale of 'dominique' and will show Y/your appreciation by taking a moment to vote.