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Duchess Ch. 01

By: First_time_bi



Another hotel bar in another city. The life of a traveling salesman. I'm not complaining. I enjoy it; I always have, but it's the same scene over and over again. A bar with too many men in it, all trying to one up each other with road warrior stories.

I sat, nursing my Jameson's on the rocks, reading one of my favorite books, "The Unbearable Lightness of Being", by Milan Kundera. I am a 47 year sales manager from Phoenix, divorced, but in a relationship, that was good over all, but just had something missing. I'm in pretty good shape, could certainly lose a few pounds brought on by numerous restaurant meals. I have blond hair, blue eyes and believe that I am reasonably attractive.

I continued to sip my whiskey, not paying close attention to anyone around me, until she walked in with a group of men. She had beautiful caramel skin and a presence that dominated the room as soon as she entered. I noticed others around me take notice also. I watched as one of the men pulled out her chair. As she sat, her skirt rode up just enough for me to glimpse the top of her black stockings and a hint of the garter belt that held them up. I mis-swallowed my whisky, coughing it back up. Everyone in the room looked at me with a touch of concern except her. When I looked up, she was staring at me, a twinkle in her eye, and a small predatory smile on her red lips, as if she knew what had caused my choking.

I tried to continue reading, but my eyes kept straying to her, to her legs, to her demeanor, the way she handled herself with this group of men. It appeared to me that she had them eating out of the palm of her hand. Each time I looked at her, she seemed to sense it and casually look my way, with the same satisfied smile. I would immediately turn red and glance down at my book, willing myself not to look at her.

The next time I looked up, they were gone. I immediately felt a sense of emptiness. A sense that I missed something important. I finished my drink and was waving for the bartender to bring me the bill when I felt a presence next to me. I turned and there she was, smiling. Her hands absently stroked her thighs and I immediately dreamt of what lay underneath her red skirt.

"Do you always spend time staring at women in hotel bars?" she asked.

I had a million great lines in my mind, like "No, only the most beautiful ones", but what came out of my mouth was "Sorry. I didn't mean to"

She laughed, enjoying my discomfort. "Why don't you buy me a drink? I'll have what you're having."

I nodded, afraid to speak and waved again at the bartender. "Two Jameson's on the rocks, please" He nodded, filled the order and walked away. The woman picked up her glass, toyed with the swizzle stick and clinked her glass against mine. 

"To new friends." She raised the glass to her lips. I saw her tongue peek out between them as she took a sip. "I saw what you were reading. It's one of my favorite books, but if I had written it, I would twist things around a bit."

"Really?" I said, "How would you twist it around?"

"I think you know. It is such a sensual book with hints of dominance and submission. Tomas tries to dominate, but it is obvious that Sabina holds the real power. If I were Kundera, I would've explored Sabina's power over Tomas and his obvious submission."

I didn't know what to say. Somehow, she knew. She knew my deepest thoughts and desires. I blushed and took a sip of my drink to fill the gap of my silence.

"You understand what I'm talking about, don't you?"

I slowly nodded.

"What's your name?"

"Mike," I said reaching out my hand.

"You can call me, Duchess, for now," she said, reaching her hand out, palm down. I instinctively knew that I wasn't supposed to shake her hand. I took her hand in mine, her warmth shot through my body as I brought her hand to my lips, placing a soft kiss just above her slender fingers.

She smiled, "Good boy."

I blushed again, which I saw gave her pleasure. "Are you here on business?" I asked.

"I live here, but I am self employed and also travel."

"Were those your co-workers?"

"I don't have co-workers, babe. Those were my employees. Employees that would do anything to be in my good graces." She paused, "So what would you do to be in my good graces, babe?"

I found myself answering immediately, instinctively, with the need of thought. "Anything, Duchess"

She laughed again. "Babe, you have no idea what you're getting into." She ran her hand along my leg, stopping achingly close to where my hard cock was plainly visible. "How long are you in town?"

"For the rest of the week, Duchess."

"How often do you come through Sacramento?"

"Once a month for a week, Duchess."

"Good, I can work with that." She finished her drink. "Walk me to my car." I nodded and turned to finish my drink. "Leave that, I'm ready now."

I immediately stood and she slipped her arm into mine. When we reached the door, I stepped up to open the door for her. She smiled as she walked through and my heart soared. What was I doing? How could she do this to me after meeting her only 15 minutes before. She pointed to a black Jaguar in the lot.

"That's my car," she said, handing me the keys. "Pull it around so I don't have to walk through the lot."

"Yes Duchess," I said, taking the keys from her, a bit disappointed that our fingers didn't touch during the transaction. I jogged across the lot and carefully opened the door. It was a tight fit, but I didn't dare adjust the seat. I pulled the car to where she waited, left it running and opened the door. She sat down on the seat, but didn't pull her legs inside the car. "I want you to do something for me, babe."

"Anything, Duchess."

"Kneel down and kiss my foot."

I was shocked. "Here, Duchess?" I started looking around.

"Don't look around. It doesn't matter if the whole world is watching. I asked you what you would do and you told me anything. I don't think this is too much to ask."

I immediately went to my knees beside her car. As I lowered my head towards her shoe, I caught a glimpse of red panties. I gave her foot a quick kiss. "Now the other one." I kissed her other foot and waited on my knees before her. "You may rise."

I stood, awaiting her next command. "I think you saw something down there you shouldn't have," she said, staring at my obviously erect cock. "You will need to be punished for that."

"Tomorrow, meet me at the bar at 4:00pm. Wear dark pants, no underwear and a blue shirt. In your right pocket, I want you to cut a small hole." She pulled her legs inside the car and closed the door. She revved the engine, then rolled down her window. "One more thing, don't touch yourself. I'll know if you do."

Duchess Ch. 02



Obviously, I didn't sleep much that night. My hard cock rubbed against the sheets and I fought the desire to touch myself as the thought of kissing her foot in front of anyone who could see made my cock throb.

I woke in the morning after a fitful sleep. I stumbled my way to the shower, noticing that my cock and balls were covered in dried precum. I washed myself as quickly as possible, not trusting myself to keep my hand on my cock for any longer than necessary.

Work dragged on, a 2:00 meeting threatened to make me late, but I was able to make my excuses and leave the office by 3:00, giving me time to get back to the hotel to shower before meeting Duchess. I dressed in black pants, no underwear-the outline of my half hard cock clearly showing through the fabric. After putting on my shirt, and noticing it was 3:55, I rushed from the room.

I stopped, remembering her instructions. I dug my sewing kit out of my suitcase, pulled my left pocket out and cut a small hole in the fabric. I paced as I waited for the elevator and made it to the bar just as the clock struck 4.

She wasn't there. I sat at the bar waiting. The bartender came over several times asking if I would like a drink. Although I desperately did, I demurred, waiting for Her. At 4:15 the door opened and she walked in. I and the 3 other patrons and the bartender all instinctively looked her way, none of us breaking eye contact. 

She was amazing, a black leather skirt above her knees, 4 inch black leather pumps, a gray blouse with a plunging neckline, with a hint of cleavage showing. I immediately stood as she approached.

"Right on time, babe. I like that." She smiled at me and held out her hand. I bent and brought my lips to it once again, keeping my mouth in contact with her skin until she softly pulled it away.

"Order me another Jameson's on the rocks please. I enjoyed that last night. You may have one also."

I signaled the bartender and ordered the drinks as she sat down beside me. I felt her hand on the back of my thigh, sliding up until she was cupping my ass. "Nice, I like it when my sub obeys my directions." Her hand slid slightly between my legs, just barely tickling my balls. My semi hard cock became hard instantly. I was thankful for having the bar to hide my erection.

The bartender brought the drinks.

"Bring the drinks over here" Duchess stood and walked towards the back of the bar, to a secluded booth. Once again, every eye was on her and as I walked behind her, my cock jutting out, every eye saw it. She sat and I placed her drink in front of her. She motioned for me to sit as well. I sat down across from as she reached into her purse and pulled out a long thin leather strip, something like a leather shoelace but apparently a lot longer.

"Did you think about me last night," she asked, taking sip of her drink.

"Yes Duchess, you know I did."

"How did it feel to kneel in front of me and kiss my feet in the parking lot?"

"It was like nothing I have ever felt Duchess. I was embarrassed, afraid, but so excited to be on my knees in front of you. As soon as I was on my knees, my fear went away and all I could think about was kissing your feet."

"Oh that is so perfect, my pet. I knew just by looking at you that you would be mine. You appear to most as a confident businessman, but I can see the longing in you, the need to give control."

She took another sip and motioned that I should do the same. "Do you know what this is?" she asked, holding out the leather thread.

"No Duchess."

"Come on darling, think about it. I have a long leather strip in front of me. I had you cut a hole in your pocket. What do you think it is?

"A lea..."

"Excuse me?"

"A leash Duchess."

"Yes, my pet, a leash...and what do you think I want to leash?"

"

My cock, Duchess?"

"Yes, my pet, your cock...well actually my cock, since it now belongs to me...but not just your cock. I want you to go into the restroom, and I want you to tie one end of this around your cock and balls. I want you to lace it through the hole in your pocket. Keep the remaining leash in your hand as you walk out, so anyone who is looking will see it and wonder..."

"Yes Duchess." My cock was fully hard, pushing out as I walked across the bar. Of course, the restrooms were on the other side of the bar. I entered a stall, pulled down my pants and sat. I took one end of the leather leash and slid it up under my balls, shivering at the contact, knowing instinctively what I was about to give her. I looped the leather twice around my cock and balls, pulling it snug. My balls pulled up to my cock, which pulsed and was glistening with pre-cum. I quickly tied a knot and pulled up my pants. I threaded the leather through the hole in my pocket and held about 4 feet of leather in my hand.

My heart racing, I left the bathroom and walked back across the bar. As I approached the table, I noticed Duchess speaking with another woman, who was in my seat. I walked up and stood beside the table. Duchess ignored me for a few moments, continuing her conversation, then turned to me. "Do you have something for me?"

I nodded and held out my hand and gently placed the leather in hers. She unraveled it and gave it a quick tug, I gasped and caught my breath. She pulled again, quicker. The woman with her looked on in amusement. "You disobeyed me."

"What Duchess?"

"I specifically told you to cut a hole in your right pocket. This is your left. You will be punished."

"I'm sorry Duchess, I wasn't thinking very clearly this afternoon."

"That is no excuse." She slid over a little. "Sit next to me, little one."

I sat on the edge of the booth, feeling her tug and release as she continued the conversation. She never introduced me and I never said a word. The woman left, Duchess took my face in her hand and turned me towards her. "I'm ready to go. Have you paid the bill?"

"No Duchess."

"Come then, we will pay on our way out." She led me by the leash across to the bar. I asked for the tab and could've sworn that the bartender smirked as he handed it to me." I paid and turned and was led out towards the elevators.

"What is your room number?"

"529, Duchess."

"Please take us there." I pushed the button for floor 5. She stood in front of me, pressing her ass against my hard on the entire ride. "Which way?" she asked as we exited. "Turn left, Duchess." She led me down to 529 and motioned for me to hand her the key. I did and she opened the door. She walked inside, leading me after her.

She turned to me immediately. "You are to be punished twice. Once for looking where you didn't have permission to look yesterday and again for cutting a hole in the wrong pocket."

"Yes Duchess."

She sat on the end of the bed. "Strip...slowly."

I stood in front of her, slowly unbuttoning my shirt. My hairy chest was soon bare and I lay the shirt on the dresser. "Now the shoes and socks," she said. I slid off my shoes and socks and placed them on the floor in front of the dresser. "Continue"

I undid my belt and unsnapped my pants. I was careful with the zipper. I slid my pants down my legs. She gazed at my hard cock, now dripping onto the floor in front of me. "Not bad," she said, "I've had much bigger, but I really don't think you're going to be using that much." She pulled the leather through my pocket, giving her complete access to my cock. 

"Turn around."

I slowly turned around, feeling her hands go to my ass. "Very nice. That's what I like, a nice firm white ass. Bend over." I slowly bent over, feeling completely exposed to her, but feeling safe, knowing that I was where I belonged. 

"Stand up and turn around." I did. She reached her fingertip and touched the head of my cock, gathering the precum. She held it up, studying it, then reached her hand to my mouth and stuck her finger in. I sucked on it, ran my tongue all over her finger, as she slid it in and out. "My, my, you look like a little cocksucker, a little cumslut."

"Get over my knees." I climbed on the bed beside her and lowered myself over her lap. She opened her thighs for a moment, before clamping them hard on my cock. "So, two times you disobeyed me over the course of two days, not a very good start." 

She started rubbing her hands in circles over my ass, occasionally spreading my cheeks and letting the tip of her finger touch slightly on my hole, sending shivers throughout my body.

"I think that we will start with 10 spanks for each transgression. You will count..."

Before I knew her hand lifted off my ass and came down with a resounding thump. I jumped but her clamp on my cock kept me from moving."

"One Duchess..."



Duchess Ch. 03



"20 Duchess"

My ass was on fire, burning as she finished the last spank. She kept her hand on my right cheek and I could feel the heat radiating from my ass and from her hand. I was amazed by several things at the moment, first, the tears that streaked my face, second that my cock was hard, straining against the leather strap, and finally-my overriding thought was, I hope her hand is alright.

She held me in her lap, my cock captured between her thighs. I felt like I was soaking wet. "Shhh," she whispered, softly rubbing me. She reached underneath me, gathering my precum on her fingers. She brought her hand up slowly to my mouth, but then stop, obviously reconsidering.

She gathered more on her fingers, then spread my reddened cheeks and pushed my precum slowly inside me. I moaned at the intrusion, but pushed back against her finger as she invaded me. "Mmmm, it's such a good lubricant baby," she whispered, sliding her index finger in and out. 

"You took your punishment like a big boy, so brave... You put yourself in my hands and trusted me." She pushed herself into me a few more times, then withdrew. I felt empty, longing to feel her inside me again.

She lifted off her lap and turned me to inspect the damage on my ass. "My handprints look so pretty on your white ass, " she whispered. She turned me again. My cock (her cock) straining, a long line of pre-cum dripping towards the floor. She gathered it up once again and held her hand up. 

I leaned over, taking her fingers into my mouth, cleaning them, tasting myself. She stood, kissed me briefly on the lips and said, "Lie down baby, reach your hands and feet towards the corners of the bed. I did as instructed and watched as she opened her case and brought out a number of black ropes. She came and sat next to me on the bed.

"I want you to relax right now, just feel and know that I am in control of every action. Your only purpose, your only reason for living is to please me right now."

She placed a black blindfold over my eyes, I felt my breath quicken, not in panic, but in excitement with a little fear or apprehension mixed in. "That's a good boy, just relax".

I felt her move to the edge of the bed. After several moments, she took my left hand. I could feel the soft rope, caressing my skin, as the bind tightened, I felt a peacefulness wash over me. My body shook at the slightest touch, I felt the chill of the air conditioner for the first time. My nipples hardened. She continued with my right arm and then my legs, until I was completely secure on the bed.

She left the bed and I heard the door open and close. My heartbeat quickened and I wanted to cry out "Duchess, are you there?" but I held my tongue and let myself bask in the feeling of being completely secured, completely controlled. My senses heightened. 

I could hear a conversation in the next room, the rustle of leaves outside the window, my skin pricked with anticipation. After an indeterminate amount of time, I felt a hand gently caress my cock. I practically jumped off the bed and felt a squirt of precum shoot out of my cock.

"Press your feet on the bed, baby and raise your ass." Shaking, I did as I was told. I felt a finger, cold with lubricant glide down my ass and once again press into me. She applied several more fingers of lubricant into me. "Keep your ass up baby, but relax as much as you can." I tried to relax and felt something bigger begin to be pushed into me. As she pushed it kept getting wider. "Almost there baby." She pushed one more time and I felt the plug being pulled into my body. "Relax now baby."

I let my ass fall slowly to the bed, but jumped once again as the plug press further into me. I felt my ass expand and contract against the plug and each time I pushed down on the bed, the plug pushed against my prostate. 

"Good boy. Now it's time to see what you can do for me. I know you can't see me now, but I am getting undressed." My cock pulsed. "Look at your reaction when I just tell you I am getting undressed, and you can't even see me," she chuckled. "Mmmm, my breasts are so full. Did you know that I can cum just from having my nipples sucked on?" "Open your mouth baby. Feel how hard my nipples are for you."

I felt her nipple graze my cheek and as soon as it crossed my lips I closed in on it, sucking it into my mouth like a starving man. She gasped. 

"Oh that's good boy, but enough of that for now. I'm ready to really put your mouth and tongue to work. I'm taking off my panties now. Oh they are so soaking wet. I bet you would love to sniff them and taste them. Or maybe you would like to taste my sweet juices directly from my pussy." I nodded frantically. I felt her weight on the bed, then weight on either side of my head. "I know you want my pussy baby, but you have to earn that. Do you think you've earned that?" 

I shook my head. "Of course you haven't earned it. But you will. Right now, I want to feel your tongue on my ass. I want you to make love to my ass, treat it the way you would treat my pussy. Her ass settled down on my face. I breathed in, taking in her essence. 

She reached behind my head and pulled it into her ass. "Lick me!" 

My tongue shot out and began making long licks down her crack, feeling my way with my tongue. I found her little hole and ran my tongue all along the outside of the rim, moving closer and closer to the center. As I tongue found the center of her ass, I began to stiffen it to slide into her. At that moment, I felt a sharp pain on my right nipple. 

My head jumped and my tongue speared inside her. "Ahhhh, she moaned and settled herself more fully down on me." A moment later, my left nipple felt that same sting. My tongue was darting in and out, occasionally backing out to lick along her sensitive rim.

"You are doing so good baby. Treat that ass right." I felt a hand encircle my cock then gently squeeze my balls, and then another quick sting to my balls. "I am going to love how you look with clothes pins all over your cock and balls." She pulled up for a moment to let me catch my breath, then pushed herself back over my mouth. 

I longed to be able to pull her closer to me, but my hands were tied. My tongue ached, but didn't stop. I brought my lips to her hole and kissed her, pushing my tongue inside her again. I decided right at that moment that if the only way she ever allowed me to please her was to tongue her ass, I would be a happy sub.