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her New Dom

By: hisemerald



This story is pure fiction, written at the request of a friend of mine. i hope Y/you all enjoy it. i do occasionally write things on request ;-)

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Jon walks into the motel to find catie kneeling nude in the middle of the big bed. Hands are on the back of her neck, head up eyes down. His eyes wandre down her form to see if she has done what she was told. The heavy breathing, panting He can hear is a good indication that she's done something. Sure enough she has done what she was told. Soft white rope is wrapped tightly around each large breast. The rope is wound tightly, pushing each tit out from her body in a big round ball.

She is biting her lip to keep from whimpering a little with every breath. The skin is turning slightly purple. He is, in spite of Himself, somewhat impressed that she managed it by herself. Her nipples are clamped with clothespins. The pins stick straight out, sort of a merciless gesture, instead of hanging down. They are pulling on her nipples and jiggling slightly with every breath. She glances up at Him, quickly, to see His reaction. 

"Come here," He says. 

Slowly she climbs off the bed, the clamps moving more as her breasts bounce in the confines of the rope. As quickly as she can she steps around the bed and stops iin front of Him. Her hands are still on the back of her neck, head up, eyes down. 

She wishes He was naked but doesn't dare ask. He begins to ask questions about tasks she was given. Each unsatisfactory answer earns her a slap on her tits. When He is done He pulls the clamps off, she gasps in pain. He leans over slightly and takes one into His mouth, sucking and biting the swollen flesh, drawing blood back into it quicker. Catie struggles not to squirm with the assault of pain and pleasure. Soon her nipples are throbbing and Jon can almost feel her pulse in them, satisfied, he lets go. He tosses the pins on the bed and smiles at her.

"Strip Me."

Smiling hugely with delight she quickly complies. "Thank You, Sir!" she slipped her hands under His shirt, caressing Him while she pushed His tee up over His chest. When she reached His armpits she murmured, "Please Sir" and He lifted His arms. She pulled the shirt up over His arms, stretching to her toes and brushing her breasts across His chest as she did so. Once the sleeves cleared His arms she flipped the shirt right side out and folded it. she set it in a nearby chair. 

she turned back to Jon and slid her hands down His abs in search of His belt. She quickly undoes the belt and pulls it free of the jeans. She lays it on the bed. Sliding her fingers into His pants she opens the button and pulls the zipper apart, her fingers brushing against His hardening cock. she slides the jeans down, kneeling as she does so, holding them as He steps out of each leg. She folds the jeans and, walking on her knees, sets them on the chair with the tee. She moves back to kneel at His feet again, eye to ummm, eye with His cock. No underwear today, so His cock was swaying slightly in front of her. 

Jon looks down at catie just in time to see her lick her lips. He clears His throat and she snaps to attention, resuming her former position – hands behind her head, eyes down, back straight. He grins. Despite her talk, she truly is a subbie. Maybe she has Dominant qualities but One can definitely tell she practically breathes to serve and lives to please. 

Grabbing His cock He runs the tip over her lips. Taking a deep breath she opens up and flicks her tongue over the head. She dips into the slit, making Jon moa, then swirls her tongue over the head. He shoves 5 inches into her mouth, making her gag a bit. He grabs her hair and fucks her face, allowing her time to become adjusted to His girth and length. 

He groans again as her hot tongue slides all over Him. "Oh there's a good cock sucker, take it! Take it deeper. All the way, you can do it." A few more strokes and He changed His mind. "On the bed, on your back, head at the edge."

Catie scrambles to obey, whimpering when her bound breasts try to adjust to the new position and don't quite manage it. The skin stretches, pulling against the rope, feeling like it's tightening. Finally she is settled in position and He leans over her, driving His cock back into her throat. He leans on one hand and uses the other to roam over her body. He sweeps His hand down her body, feeling the soft skin, before slipping into her cunt. He discovers that she's soaked and slides two fingers into her tight snatch. She moans, vibrating on His cock. While He teases and tortures her body, smacking her pussy, twisting nipples, she was sucking on His cock for all she was worth. In this position His cock slid deeper into her throat. She struggled not to choke as the head slipped past her tonsils. She swallowed convulsively, dragging a moan from His throat. 

She got her hands involved, scraping her fingernails up the insides of His thighs. She slid her hands around His ass, stroking the skin and exploring the crack. With one hand she massaged His balls, rolling them in her palm. She dragged her mouth from His cock long enough to soak her index finger. She massaged the puckered opening in His as and pushed the finger inside. Up to the second knuckle and she sucked harder on His cock. 

Jon felt His need to cum step up considerably when she started sliding that finger in and out, deeper with every thrust, in time to His motions in her mouth. He fucked her face harder, faster, making it a challenge for her to keep up, but she did well. He lowered his mouth to her cunt and sucked her clit into His mouth, hard. Her back arched off the bed and she screamed around His cock as she came hard. He made a brief note of that fact just before He emptied His balls down her throat. 

Like a good girl she swallowed every drop, pulling off a little to let it fill her mouth. she sucked Him dry and licked Him clean, retaining the last bit of cum in her mouth. He pulled away from her and gave her tits a brief smack. She rolled to her knees, the cum still in her mouth. Assuming the position again she opened her mouth, trying not to grimace as the cum started to cool a little.

"Good girl. Now swallow it, W/we have something to attend to now." He closed her mouth with a fingertip and waited until she swallowed. 

Inspecting her, He found her breasts were now turning blue. He found the knot on the ropes and started to undo it. He slowly unwound the ropes, admiring the rope marks left behind. Blue skin turned pink, then pale as she writhed in pain, trying to stay in position. He massaged them, helping the blood flow back, watching her face as He did. "you slut, you're enjoying this!"

Catie gasped, "No Sir! It hurts like hell!"

He smacked the tit He had His hands on, "Don't lie!"

She shuddered, "No Sir! I mean, yes Sir...I am enjoying Your hands on me Sir, but the rope hurt!" she closed her eyes as a wave of pain flowed over her. 

He grinned, oh man, she fucks up constantly, this is going to be fun. "Alright," a pinch to her nipples and He pushed her over, "time for punishment." 

Her eyes flew to His in dismay. Sprawled on the bed as she was there wasn't much she could do when He came around the side of the bed. she was scrambling back to her knees when He grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her towards Him. He pulled her close to Him, her face at His chest and pulled back so her head was craned back to look at Him as He spoke. 

"Did I give you permission to cum?"

When she tried to shake her head His mouth thinned in annoyance. She spoke up fast, "No Sir!"

"And did you cum?"

"Yes Sir! it's just that..." A quick, sharp tug on her hair shut her up. 

"I'm disappointed in you. I thought you were a good sub. Not only did you break that rule, you lied to Me about your tits, then you just tried to shake your head at Me!" He paced along the side of the bed, His grip on her hair not loosening, she crawled, trying to keep up. "Yes, you need to be punished." He pulled her off the bed and she stumbled, nearly falling to her knees, her hands flying to His to keep her hair in her head. He let go and gave her a small push, "Get My clothes off that chair. Move it to the middle of the room. Stand behind it, bend over and rest your head in the seat, spread your legs wide."

Tears came to her eyes when she turned her back to Him. she hated being punished. She did as she was told, as quickly as she could. In less than two minutes she was in position. Her forehead rested on her arms, her eyes closed, breathing slowly and deeply while she waited. He was sitting on the bed, toying with His belt, drawing it out. A minute or so later she wriggled. He smiled, impatient was she? Well, we'll see. He folded the belt in two and snapped it. Five minutes He sat there. In those five minutes she had wiggled twice more, twitched, scratched her ear and sighed heavily. That was five more smacks right there. 

He rose silently and walked behind her. He raised His hand and brought it down in a hard, stinging smack on her ass. She yelped in surprise. Four more just like that turned one cheek bright pink. He moved to the other side and landed five blows there. 

"That is just the beginning!"

she whimpered as He stroked her back with the tip of His belt. He wrapped the buckle end, and several inches, around His hand and started flicking her ass with the tip. Each blow stung more than the last, surprising her. He changed His stance a little and let it fly. Six inches of belt landed on her back side with every stroke. Her legs trembled and she struggled not to move away. She bit her lip to keep from crying out as her breathing got heavier. 

He stopped, viewing the bright red ass in front of Him, "Are you going to break the rules again?"

Her voiced cracked with her answer, "No Sir."

"Are you sure?"

"No Sir." her voice was very quiet and He almost missed the answer.

"I think W/we'd better make sure you don't forget, hadn't W/we?"

"Yes Sir." The answer was whispered. He swung again, catching her just on the curve of the cheek.

'I didn't hear you, slut."

"Yes Sir!" she almost yelled it this time.

"Good." Quick blows covered her from hip to the tops of her thighs. A blow every other second left her almost no time to breathe in between. A full minute passed. (Might not seem like a long time but it wasn't Y/your ass was it?) Finally Jon stopped. He saw a couple of places looking like they were going to bruise and He grinned, she wouldn't forget for several days. His cock was hard again too, bobbing in front of Him, seeking the heat of her body. He could hear her sobbing softly into the chair when He stepped closer. 

He grabbed His cock and thrust it deep into her cunt, driving her into the chair. 

He slid a finger into her cunt along side His cock, getting it nice and wet . When He pulled it back out He drove it into her hot, red ass. She screamed as He thrust them both in and out of her. Another finger went into her, stretching her ass as He twisted them, pulling them apart to stretch the muscles. He pulled out of her cunt, lined up at her ass and pushed that big thick cock into her.

catie moaned and whimpered as He steadily pushed His whole cock into her bowels. He gave her a moment to adjust then grabbed her hips and fucked her hard. The chair banged against the floor as it rocked with His thrusts. He grabbed her hair and pulled her up, her back against Him. He moved them to the bed and pushed her face back down. He fucked her hard until He felt the need to cum building up again. Then He pulled out, flipped her over and straddled her chest.

"Open up." she grimaced. He grinned. "OPEN UP." When she refused He reached back and twisted a nipple until she cried out, then He shoved his cock deep into her mouth. He leaned over, supporting Himself on His hands and fucked her face as hard as He fucked her ass. She gagged slightly but sucked as hard as she could. Within moments He blew His load down her throat again. 

She sucked Him dry, swallowing every drop, then licked Him clean. 

He moved off her and looked at her as she lay there, her eyes closed, her chest heaving. She had managed not to cum again while He was fucking her but it had been a hard job not to and now she was in desperate need. Her hands drifted to her body without her even realizing it. He watched as her fingers softly stroked the skin on her front, slipping closer and closer to her cunt. 

He leaned over to whisper in her ear, "Did you bring your toys?"

She nodded and moaned softly, "Yes Sir, the dildos and vibe just like You said."

He whispered again, "Where?"

She was still stroking herself, not penetrating past her outer labia and He didn't' want to interrupt the state she was in but He wanted to know, "In the bag in the closet..."her voice trailed off at the end.

He slipped off the bed and got the bag. He pulled out a large (although, He grinned, not as big as Him) blue dildo, a pink egg on a vibe and slim clear vibrating dildo. He frowned when He saw that one didn't have a battery. He sighed quietly and brought the toys to her. 

"Show Me, make yourself cum." He set the toys on her and she eagerly grabbed the dildo. Lifting her knees she spread her legs wide and drove it deep into her. She fucked herself hard, struggling to keep a grip on the rapidly slippery dildo. Jon grabbed a pillow and shoved it under her hips. She grunted something He chose to take as "Thank You Sir."

she moaned as the well textured dildo rubbed against her g-spot. One hand grabbed the slimmer dildo and shoved it into her ass. He could see her muscles clench to hold it in. Which had the added effect of making it harder to fuck herself. Her hips were starting to buck, her moans getting louder. He was almost surprised to find His cock growing again. She thrashed, panting and crying out wordlessly. He stood up and moved over to her. Just as she grabbed her egg and turned it on her clit He ripped the dildo out of her cunt and filled her with Himself. He was in time to feel that tight cunt grip down on Him. He gasped at the wet heat, the strength with which her cunt grabbed Him. She pulled Him in, wrapping her legs around His waist as her orgasm exploded over her. The walls milked Him, rippling over His cock.

Her cunt juices drowned His cock, enveloping it, bathing it. He grabbed her ankles and lifted them high, throwing them both over one shoulder as He drove into her hard and fast. He could feel the vibrator massaging His cock as she screamed and bucked her way through the orgasms. He pulled the vibe from her and slowly stroked His cock in her, bringing her down easy. Her cunt twitched around Him still and He felt His cum building again. Her hips rose to meet His strokes as He moved faster, driving into her, bouncing the bed against the wall. He pressed deep into her as He exploded once again, she came again at the feel of His cock pumping into her. Her body melted as all her muscles turned to goop. The slim vibe slid out of her, dropping softly to the floor.  

Jon pulled out of her and climbed onto the bed, lying beside her. He pulled catie into His arms and kissed her mouth.

"You're a good slut."

she smiled softly and drifted away.

Her New Dress



So here I am, sitting in my corner cube, doing some touch up work on a side project, when out of the corner of my eye, I see Jessica walk up. Now Jessica is cute as a button. Long brown hair, perky tits, slender, and a cute ass. She has also been rather shy since her move to our state, and I was surprised to see her standing there. We are the last two on our team still working this evening, though there are a couple of women over in product development still typing quietly away about five cubes down and over a row. 

I stop what I am doing to give Jessica my attention, and to take in the black dress she is wearing. Normally Jessica dresses like one of the guys- slacks and a shirt, sensible shoes. But it seems that this past weekend, her mother had taken her our shopping for something a little more 'girly', and Jessica had ended up with a couple of dresses and some more high heels. Let me tell you, I love that woman. Jessica looks fantastic in the black dress and matching heels she had worn to work today. She might not have that 'fuck me' stance that Britney has when she wears 3″ heels and pants that are painted on, but my cock doesn't know the difference.

Before I can compliment her look, she starts talking. "I assume your promotion is official? I saw you over here working late and figured you are getting settled," she says, standing a few feet away.

"Well, we're actually still waiting on John's signature on the paperwork," I say, referring to our VP. "The promotion has been given to me, but right now I am just working on a side project. I find I get distracted too easily if I go home right on time."

Jessica sashays a little closer. "Yeah, but I'm surprised you can get any work done here either. There are many distractions here as well."

I pause for a moment before saying, "Speaking of, you look very nice in that dress. It surprised me when I saw you in it earlier."

She glances down towards the floor a bit, her actions shy, but her eyes hold an unexpected glimmer. "Thanks, I got it on Saturday." She pauses. "You know what I like about dresses?" she asks. Not waiting for an answer, she continues. "That you don't need to wear panties. I mean, you don't need to with slacks, but what is the point?" 

I have been sitting away from my desk, chair turned towards her, when she closes the gap between us, raising her dress as she turns to the side. "But in a dress," she pauses as she sits on my lap, the hand I had resting on my thigh now touching the edge of her pantyless ass, "See? That is much more convenient." She looks into my eyes and smiles naughtily.

Stunned, but not one to question pussy that has been literally dropped in my lap, I rub my right hand across her buttocks, traveling to her thigh, ever nearer to her naked pussy. I cup her mound, finding it trimmed, and begin to rub my fingers over her quim. I dip a finger into her slit slowly, watching her chest raise as she gasps softly. Her pussy is moist, so I slip in another finger, unconcerned about our coworkers sitting a mere thirty feet away.

Jessica places her hands on either side of my head and bends down for a kiss. It is a sweet kiss that seemed a little out of place when I consider I am slowly finger fucking her. By now, my cock is like a rock and pressing into her as her ass moves slowly over it, in time with my fingers. She soon breaks the kiss and stands up unexpectedly, though probably for the best. I don't imagine fucking her in my cube is the smartest idea, and that is where my body is quickly taking me.

She walks away, dress falling back into place as if she had not just sitting on my cock, heading towards the break room. While she doesn't look back at me, I have to follow her. Coming even with the women's restroom, which has a 'Closed for Maintenance' sign on the door, she takes a right and enters, ignoring the sign. I pause, suddenly unsure of myself and what has happened over the past few minutes. I breathe in a couple of times, check to make sure I am not within view of anyone, and step on through.

I would describe how the women's restroom differs from the men's, but all I see when I open the door and turn the corner is Jessica. She has pushed the dress top down to her waist and removed her bra, revealing her lovely breasts. She then leans against the counter of sinks and raises her dress up to her waist. "Well, get your dick over here and fuck me!" she says in a way that clearly conveys that I am moving too slowly for her.

I strip off my pants in record time, unbuttoning my shirt as I slide up behind her. I finally get my shirt off, pulling off two buttons in the process, and rub her slit with my right hand. Seeing that she is moist, I put one hand on her waist and touch my dick to her pussy. I don't put it in just yet, but rub the head against her pussy lips a few times. 

"Oh God, slide that dick in me! Do you know how wet you make me? Day after day, sitting in this fucking office, doing this fucking work, and all the time, I just want to walk over to your cube and mount you on your desk! I've waited too long, so you better stick it in my cunt and fuck me now!!!"

Not teasing her anymore, I get the head in. I grab her waist with both hands and with one violent thrust, slide my cock balls deep in her hole. I put one hand on her back, pushing her tits into the counter, and I slam into her a few times, causing her to gasp. "You want this cock? You want me to fill your cunt? Stretch your tight little hole and make you scream?" I growl at her. She replies in kind, grunting her satisfaction.

I reach around with both hands and grab her tits, pulling her more into a standing position. My left hand mauls her tits, twisting her nipples, as my right hand rests on her stomach, providing balance as I continue to pound her cunt. I watch us in the bathroom mirror as we fuck. Jessica's head is thrown back against my shoulder, her eyes closed, face contorted with the strain of our efforts. I place a hand on her chin and turn her face more towards the mirror. "Look at yourself. You couldn't even wait, could you? Fucking me in the office bathroom like some kind of slut," I say to her. She meets my eyes in the mirror and bites her lower lip as she forces herself even harder back into me. "You want to be a slut? Then fine," I tell her. "But you're going to be my slut."

I nip at her neck while twisting her nipples harder. She flattens one hand on the mirror, and drops her head towards her chest as her right hand reaches to find her clit. "Oooo, just don't stop, just like that, fuck my cunt, stretch your slut's tight little pussy," she moans from underneath the hair that covers her face. Her pussy walls tighten on my cock as I continue to pound her. Jessica's whole body trembles as an orgasm overtakes her. She cries out as she cums, with a scream that fills the room. Her pussy flexing over my dick is too much, and I join her in orgasm, my cum shooting deep inside her velvety hole. Jessica falls against the counter, breathing heavily, her skin blushed.

To whimpers of dismay, I slip my cock out of her pussy and turn from her. I sit on the couch (have to love women's restrooms) and look back to her. As she looks over, still bent over the counter, I can see the lust remains in her eyes. "Well," spreading my legs so my cock and balls are on display, "how about my little slut come over here and deal with this?" I say, motioning with one hand towards my dick. She begins to walk over to me when I stop her. "Oh no, how does a slut come to her man?" Jessica licks her lips as she understands, an undeniable look of lust covering her face, as she gets on her knees and crawls over to where I sit. As she gets to me, I put on an air of surprise, "Oh my, and who might this be coming towards me?"

Lowly, she says, "A slut."

"What was that? I didn't catch it."

She reaches up to grasp my cock, gazing at it. Her next words seem to be directed more at my member than me. "I'm your little fuck slut, my lord. Won't you allow me to clean your pole?"

My cock jumps when she said 'my lord'. Jessica wastes no time in assaulting my shaft with her tongue. She cups my balls while running her tongue up and down my cock, quickly deciding that she had enough of that and takes my head in her mouth, sucking softly. My shaft disappears into her warm mouth, only to reappear moments later, her fingers still kneading my balls. Under her tongue, I quickly recover and soon am rock hard again. I realize that she has one hand in her pussy when she begins to moan over my pole, the sensation causing my eyes to flutter. I notice a moment later that she is mumbling something. She says it again and I find that I am too distracted to make it out. She finally slows down enough to glance up and say around my cock, "Go ahead, I know you want to. Fuck my face like a dirty whore!" When I don't immediately respond, she repeats, "Face fuck me, you bitch! Treat my mouth like some slut's cunt!" Jessica's sweet face has become overcome with lust, the site of which drives me to the edge of reason.

I grab bunches of her hair, resting my hands on the back of her head. She opens her throat wide as I raise and lower her head over my swollen cock. She grunts and moans, but never releases the grip her lips have on my dick. I slam her mouth down on my dick over and over, her saliva coating my cock and balls, her throat stretched wide as I bring my cock head to meet the back of her throat again and again. I think she is going to gag, but she never does. She just keeps her lips on my cock, one hand on my balls, and one hand buried in her cunt as I forcefully pound my meat into my little slut's mouth.

After what seems like an eternity of bliss, I feel my load coming. Still gripping her hair, I pull her off of my cock and push her back into a kneeling position. She eagerly looks up at me as I grab my cock and point it towards her face. Her hand joins mine on my dick as I give myself one last stroke before cum erupts from me. The first blast lands on her forehead, the second under her right eye. She catches the next in her mouth before the last falls down to land on her tits. Wiping the cum off her tits with her fingers, Jessica licks my cum off of her hand while looking up into my eyes.

Suddenly, I hear a phone ringing. Standing up, dress still bunched around her waist, Jessica reaches for her purse on the counter, and retrieves her phone. "Hey Billy, yeah, I'm still at work. .... yeah, I'm wrapping up now. Just congratulating Steve on his new position... see you soon. ... Bye." She hangs up and cleans up for a moment, readjusting her dress as she finishes.

Jessica leans over my still naked form and kisses me on the lips. "I'm going to wear the flower dress next week, so make sure you stay late on Monday," she whispers to me as she gives my cock one last stroke.

With that, she takes her purse and leaves me in the women's restroom.

I lean back and close my eyes as I enjoy the feeling of the cool air and the fabric under my balls, thinking about what a great night this has been. "Well, well," I am pulled from my state by a fresh voice in the restroom. I open my eyes to see Britney standing six feet away. "I knew I heard a scream in here right after Karen left. Wondered where you two had gotten to. Seems I was right to stick around. We can't have Jessica getting all the dick around here, now can we?"