0 comments/ 54467 views/ 3 favorites The Dominasstrix By: naughtygurl30 Part I I like to fuck guys in the ass. Nothing excites me more than to take one of those big macho kinda guys and turn him into my own little sissy slut. I get all wet thinking about when their cries of pain turn to moans of pleasure and they go from saying, “Stop! Stop!” to “Don’t Stop!” There is nothing more erotic that the power that a good ass fucking can give. Of course, I was not always so aggressive. In fact, at one time, I was just the goody two-shoes captain of the cheerleading team. I had never even dreamed of using a strap-on dildo before. That ended about two years ago with the arrival of a mysterious gift. After college, I drifted from one meaningless relationship to another. Never really searching for Mr. Right, but more likely Mr. Right Now. Alex and I had been friends since high school and even though we attended different schools, that friendship lasted through college. To put it bluntly, we were fuck buddies. And that was fine for the both of us. No complications. It was simple. It was on a Friday night, Alex had picked me up after work and we had to an adult video store on to get a movie for the evening. While Alex was picking out the video, I wandered into the toy section. I have quite a few vibrators in my collection, so I was looking for something new and interesting. Everything pretty much looked the same and I was just about to turn and find Alex when he came up behind me. “Don’t get any ideas,” he said laughingly. “What do you mean?” I asked. Alex nodded toward the wall where there was quite the collection of strap-on dildos. “Wow!” I said. “I didn’t even notice those. Now there’s something different.” My eyes fell to a box that had the picture of some porn actress who I vaguely recognized. She was blonde with beautifully full breasts and wielding a thick black cock in her hand. We laughed for a moment purchasing the toy, before leaving the store. Over the next couple of weeks, my mind would occasionally wander back to the picture on the box. It certainly was a different fantasy, but one I never dreamed of pursuing. At least not until a couple of weeks later. Work had been slow, so I left early and got a work out in before coming home to take a shower and fix dinner. Without any plans for the evening, I was pretty much planning on renting a movie and relaxing alone. When I pulled into my drive way I saw a package wrapped in plain brown paper propped up against my front door. There was no postage or any markings of any kind on the package. It made me a little nervous picking it up. Maybe it was a joke or something. I looked around, but the street was quiet. No unusual cars. Nothing. So I picked up the package and went inside. Tearing through the wrapper, I immediately recognized the same shapely blonde from the adult store a couple of weeks ago. “The Dominasstrix – With patented pheromone lubricant” the box proudly exclaimed. “Guaranteed to make any man or woman succumb to your desires!” Oh my, I laughed. What more could a girl want? I searched the packing paper again looking for some sort of clue as to where this package came from, but there was nothing. It had to be Alex, I reasoned. But he even though he joked about it, I never dreamed he would have been serious. Now what? I wondered. I wasn’t quite sure that I was ready to strap on the Dominasstrix with patented pheromone lubrication or not. So, I set the box on the kitchen counter, poured myself a drink, and went upstairs to take a shower. All through the shower, my mind kept wandering back to the picture of that beautiful blonde on the front of the box. There was something very erotic about the powerful image of her standing there with her full breasts, her nipples stiff and erect, and that thick monster of a cock in her hand. While my mind wandered, my fingers explored the folds of my pussy. I was surprised at how wet and aroused I was becoming. I rubbed my index finger across my clitoris and sent shivers throughout my body. I tried to imagine if I would look as enticing as the girl on the box. My breasts were not as large as hers, but being a solid, shapely C cup, my boobs had always received their share of attention. What the hell, I thought, stepping out of the shower and quickly toweling off. There’s no harm in just trying it. Without bothering to dress, I scampered down the stairs and retrieved the box. I often wander through the house nude. I’ve never liked the constricted feeling of wearing clothes and besides across the street was a rental house that during the school year was usually occupied by students from the nearby college. When the house was rented by guys, and even sometimes girls, it never took long for me to gain a very appreciative audience. Today’s show, however, was not open to the public, as I grabbed the box and quickly returned to the privacy of my master bathroom. Sitting on the cool tiled edge of my bathtub, I opened the box and pulled out the thick ebony dildo. As I did so, a small tube spilled out onto the floor. Ah, hah. I giggled. That must be the patented lube. The secret to all my desires. Setting the bottle on the counter, I began investigating the vinyl straps that came with the impressively sized Dominasstrix. The straps were adjustable and it looked like you just stepped your legs through and cinched the apparatus up. The Dominasstrix also came with an optional pussy stimulator that could be snapped into place and “worked in rhythm with your own powerful thrusts.” That could come in handy. The cock itself was a bit intimidating at about eight inches in length and three and half inches around. The shaft was rippled with simulated veins which felt good in my hand as I stroked it. It took some effort, I could feel my pussy getting moist again as I longed to slip the black shlong inside of me, but I set the cock and all its straps aside and turned my attention to the container of lubricant. I always got a kick out of reading the information on the side panels of such products. The Dominasstrix gel did not disappoint. “Containing a revolutionary blend of ancient herbs and pheromones…” the Dominasstrix gel promised to “melt inhibitions and ease fears as it reduced any lover to a submissive object of desire.” This thing packs quite a punch, I thought. No wonder it’s got a patent. The side panel also gave a warning about using too large of a dose as it seemed the more you used the stronger the effects would be. I unscrewed the top and squeezed out a drop on the tip of my finger. There was a faint hint of sandalwood, which was good. Sometimes those cheaper lubricants could smell pretty nasty. I rubbed the gel between my thumb and finger coating each in slick, slippery substance. I knew it had to be either the power of suggestion or maybe the drink I fixed earlier was stronger than I thought, but I could swear that I could feel a soft buzz coming on. That kind of Friday after work feeling, when you’ve downed a couple of drinks and you’ve got a whole weekend of possibilities ahead of you. Ok. I thought. Here goes nothing. I stood up and stepped into the straps and pulled the Dominasstrix up to my waist. After adjusting the straps a little, I stepped back and looked into the fool length mirror on the wall. Geez! I didn’t know if it was the patented lubrication or what, but I looked pretty damn hot! Reaching for the bottle, I applied about a dimes worth into the palm of my hand. I had a fleeting concern of using too much, like the authorities might find me a few days later with the Dominasstrix shoved up my butt and my mind turned to blissfully submissive mush, but the stronger smell of sandalwood and the intensifying buzz that came with it, swept all those fears away. I began rubbing the moisture onto my cock. With each stroke the small dildo inside my pussy tugged against my clit sending warm ripples of pleasure throughout my body. I couldn’t believe how sexy I felt as I looked in the mirror and continued masturbating my new found friend. Damn! This is awesome! No wonder guys jack off so much! Who knew? Suddenly, I had this overwhelming need to fuck myself in the ass! If I’m going to use this on someone else, I rationalized, I ought to know how it feels myself. It had been awhile since I had taken anything in the back door. Secretly, I had always wanted it, but it just never seemed like the kind of thing nice girls did. In college, I had experimented by myself; first with a finger and later with a vibrator. I still remember the orgasm that resulted from that session! Eventually, I worked up the nerve to ask my boyfriend about it, but the look of disgust that clouded his face quickly confirmed all of my fears, so I locked those desires away in that dark part of the soul where fantasies too unspeakable to admit reside. Today, however, those fantasies had broken free and were swirling around the room on little tufts of sandalwood scented cotton candy. I loosened the straps of the harness and shimmied out of the strap-on so that it dropped to the floor. Picking up the still glistening dildo, I moved into the bedroom and laid down on my back. I wondered if the lubricant had a taste, so I slid the head of the cock between my lips. My tongue flicked tentatively at the underside of the ridged helmet. There was a slight sugary taste, but nothing else. Opening my mouth wider, I took in more of the cock. It seemed as if my lips were tingling and I soon found myself giving a full fledged blow job to this inanimate device! I slurped hungrily on the rigid member and was only dimly aware that my left hand had found my pussy and was work in concerted harmony with my deep throated efforts. In a kind of far off way, I knew that I was drunk with desire for the moment, but I didn’t care. Pulling the cock from my mouth, I put the tip of it against the lips of my vagina. Rotating my hips deftly, I imagined being taken by this dark, massive tool. Slowly, savoring every inch, I slid the dildo inside of me. Working the muscles of my cunt into tightening contractions, I felt an explosion of heat penetrate my body. After tormenting my pussy for a few more strokes, I pulled my legs to my chest, leaving my ass exposed for this final assault. Again, starting slowly, I pushed the head of the cock against my puckered hole. I was amazed at how long the lubricant had lasted, even after all the fucking I had put that dick through, it was still as slick and ready as when I had first applied the gel. Which was good because I had planned on a complete reaming of my tight little asshole. When I slid the cock deeper into my butt, I remembered how good that had felt years before and knew I had to make up for some lost time! With the slipperiness of the lube working its magic, I felt my ass just open up and accept the girth of the cock in my hand. Once the dildo was completely buried in my ass, I twisted so that I could see myself in the mirror. The image of my knees pulled tightly against my tits and my ass in the air with just the end of the dildo visible triggered the most intense climax to shudder through my body. Wave after wave of pleasure washed over me as I pumped that cock in and out of my ass. Finally, when I could take it no longer, I pulled the dildo out and let it drop to the floor. After a few delicious moments, the warm residue of post orgasm slowly ebbing away, I sat up and lifted the phone off its cradle. A few rings later the phone clicked over to voicemail as I knew it would. “Hello Alex,” I said after the appropriate number of beeps. “It’s me. I’ve got something special that I want to give you.” I said coyly. “Why don’t you swing by after tonight,” I said carefully coloring the request as a command. The Dominasstrix Ch. 02 By the way Alex fumbled with the lock at the front door, dropping the keys I had given him twice, it was obvious that he had been drinking. I remembered him saying earlier in the week that he had to take a client out tonight. I wondered if he drank more tonight in anticipation of coming over here. In a way I was relieved at his unsteady state. It sort of took the pressure off a little bit. After all, even though I was very aroused by the prospects that tonight held, I was also extremely nervous. You had to admit, trying to seduce a straight guy into an interracial, bisexual act with a woman had to score pretty high on the scale of difficulty and I just wasn’t sure whether or not I could pull it off. In the time since I had left the message on Alex’s voicemail, I had been quite busy transforming myself. At a nearby thrift store, I had bought a pair of men’s slacks, a dress shirt, and suspenders. The look on Alex’s face was priceless when he rounded the corner and came into the kitchen where I stood waiting for him. “Well, what’s the big …” he stopped dead in his tracks as he took in my new appearance. To complete my “look” I had gathered my long blonde hair into a tight bun and had borrowed a tie of Alex’s that he had left in the bedroom. Even though I am quite feminine, I was pretty sure that in the dim light I could pass for a guy. “Wow!” Alex said finally. “Geez, for a second there, I thought I was in the wrong house.” His speech was slightly slurred and his eyes very rarely left my chest. The dress shirt was smaller than I had anticipated and I knew my nipples, which were stiff with excitement, were making for quite a show. “Come here,” I said sharply; surprising myself at how commanding my voice sounded. “That’s far enough,” I said holding up my hand when Alex came within a couple feet of me. I circled around him, trailing my hands across his chest and down to his crotch where his thick cock was already showing signs of coming to life. Alex had a beautiful cock and part of me wanted to ditch this charade and just get on my knees and take him all into my mouth right then and there. But I knew that if I didn’t follow through with this fantasy, I would never have the nerve to do so again. “Taste this,” I said. I ran a finger, which I had moistened with the magical lubricant, across his lips. I wondered if it would have the same effect on Alex that it did on me. “Ohh,” Alex moaned softly while sucking on me finger. Your finger tastes so good. Did you put something on it? My mouth is tingling!” I laughed knowingly and pulled my finger from his lips. “You’ll see soon enough, I said. I moved directly behind Alex and began rubbing against his ass. Alex had run track in college and still worked out regularly. His ass was firm and round and it always caught the attention of more than a few women. I grabbed his butt with both hands. Forcibly lifting and separating his tight ass cheeks only whet my appetite for what would come later. “Your ass feels sooo good,” I murmured in his ear. Alex’s head dropped and his eyes closed as he allowed me to massage his backside. It was all I could do not to penetrate his tight virgin hole right then and there, but I wanted to enjoy and savor the power that was swinging between my legs. “Turn around,” I commanded while stepping away from him. Alex turned around without commenting. I couldn’t tell if his eyes were dilated from the alcohol or the Dominasstrix gel. In either case, Alex had a far off, satisfied look on his face. “Now kneel here in front of me,” I instructed. Alex looked bemused. A thin smile creased his lips. For a moment, I thought he was going to refuse, but then he did as he was told. Now, for the moment of truth. My heart was threatening to leap out of my chest as I pulled down on the zippered fly. I had practiced this move in front of the mirror, making sure that I could get it right with the minimal amount of fumbling. With the zipper down, I reached inside my trousers and pulled out my dark chocolate member. Alex’s eyes widened in surprise as my dick bobbed in front of his face. “What do you think?” I asked tentatively. I felt my confidence slipping away. He’s going to laugh in my face, I thought. He’ll get up and walk out. I just know it. “It’s, um… quite, um… impressive?” Alex mustered. I took half a step toward him. “Do you want it?” I asked. Those familiar feelings of embarrassment and self doubt began to sweep over me. I wished I could take the whole thing back. Just go back in time and forget the whole damn thing. For a moment, Alex didn’t say anything as he pondered his options. I was dimly aware of the smell of sandalwood wafting up from the well lubricated dildo. I had slathered on almost the entire tube in hopes that its mysterious effects would lend itself to the occasion. Alex looked up at me, taking his eyes from the large cock in front of him for the first time. His shoulders seemed to slump in resignation and his face reddened. “Yes,” he said barely loud enough for me to hear. “I want it.” “Take it then,” I said excitedly while grabbing a hold of the dark shaft with my right hand and putting it to his mouth. I felt released; as if the door to all of my dark secret fantasies had finally been thrown wide open. I could do or be anything, I thought wildly. “I want you to suck on my cock,” I ordered. I was incredibly aroused by Alex’s submission and felt my assertiveness soar. “That’s it,” I said as Alex hesitatingly wrapped his lips around the black mushroomed head. “C’mon, Baby,” I encouraged. “Suck on that big cock!” Alex, in reply, starting working hungrily on the end of the dildo. The sight of his face completely stuffed by my black member triggered some primal urge inside of me. The shy, demure feminine shell I had always felt trapped inside of vanished as I evolved into a raging wild animal intent on only driving my cock in and out of Alex’s puckered lips. “Ok,” I said while pulling my dick from Alex’s mouth. “That’s enough for now. I’m going to make you my little bitch tonight. Go into the bedroom. Take off your clothes, and wait for me.” While Alex went off toward the bedroom, I poured myself a shot of whiskey. I could not believe how horny it made me to order him around. I stripped off my clothes down to just a black bra with matching panties and garter belt that I had also bought specifically for the occasion. Upon entering the bedroom, I saw Alex standing completely naked at the foot of the bed. His left hand was wrapped around his erect penis. “What are you doing!” I asked with a ferocity that surprised even myself. “Uh, nothing.” Alex said guiltily. His hand dropped immediately to his side. “Did I say you could touch yourself?” “No, Mistress,” Alex said ducking his head. The sound of that ‘Mistress’ excited me; adding to the wetness already seeping between my legs. “You must be punished,” I said. “Get on your hands and knees on the bed.” I cannot begin to describe how delicious Alex looked with his ass up in the air and his stiff cock and balls swinging between his legs. “That’s it,” I said. “You have to learn to do as you’re told.” With that, I let loose with a violent slap on his ass by the open palm of my hand. Alex let out a surprised yelp of pain as a perfect, pinkish, imprint of my right hand quickly surfaced on his right flank. The sight of my handiwork drove me into a frenzied assault on Alex’s backside causing Alex to grunt in pain through tightened lips as I rained down a series of punishing blows stopping only when the pain in my own hand became too much to bear. Stepping back, I watched in appreciation as Alex’s butt took on a very satisfying uniform of red. Reaching between his legs, I took Alex’s cock in my hand, which to my surprise despite the violent spanking he had just received, was as stiff as a steel rod. “Oh,” I said teasingly. “Someone liked that. Didn’t you?” Milking his cock like a cow’s udder, I squeezed out a few drops of silvery pre-cum which I caught in my left hand and offered to him to taste. “Hmmm, doesn’t that taste good,” I said as he lapped at the palm of my hand with his tongue. “Yes, Mistress.” He said obediently. “Put your feet on the floor, but stay bent over the side of the bed,” I instructed. From the night stand I took what was left of the Dominasstrix gel. “Oh yeah. Your ass looks so good right now.” I said as I drained the rest of the lubricant down the crack of his ass. Alex moaned softly as I took my index finger and began working the gel in and out of his tight hole. “Your asshole feels so good,” I said as I slid a second finger inside of him. I could tell from the motion of his hips that Alex was enjoying the feeling of being probed. At first the fit was snug, but after a while his anal cavity expanded and soon I had three fingers working in and out of his ass. “I think you’re ready now,” I said as I rubbed the last of the gel onto my strap-on. “Do you want me to fuck your ass?” I asked. “Yes, Mistress.” “No, I want to hear you say it.” “Yes, Mistress, I want you to fuck me in the ass.” Alex moaned. “That’s not good enough,” I teased while playfully slapping my cock against the bright red cheeks of his butt. “I want to hear you beg for it.” “Please, Mistress,” Alex moaned more loudly now. “Pleas fuck me in the ass.” As Alex said this he leaned back while arching his back leaving his vulnerable ass completely exposed and wide open for the taking. “Ok, you little slut,” I said. “I’m going to ream your ass out with this black cock.” I pushed the tip of my dick into his puckered hole. Even though I had just stretched his rectum with three fingers, I could tell immediately that was nothing compared to the violation he was about to receive. “Owww,” Alex whimpered painfully as the tip of my cock nosed past his tight anal ring. Alex, while breathing heavily, was still pushing slightly against the onslaught of my intruding dildo. Even though I was excited almost to the point of completely losing control, I still managed to work my way slowly out of fear of hurting him. Gradually, I felt his ass give ground until my cock was completely buried. I slowly pulled myself out before plunging back inside again. Alex tensed waiting for the pain, but now that he was completely stretched there was none. “Ohh, yesss!” He cried out. “That feels sooo good! Fuck me now, please!” I grabbed Alex by the hips and began fucking him in earnest. My hips worked like a sledgehammer as I relentlessly drove my cock in and out of dark hole. Every once in a while, I would pull completely out just to survey the gap left in ass. His virgin hole was no longer as it now looked more like a small cavern that could almost accommodate my entire fist. That would be for another time I noted. Between the sound of his ass slapping against my pelvis and the stimulation caused by the smaller vibrator inserted in my pussy, I knew I was about to cum myself. With the end insight, I reposition Alex so that his head and shoulder rested on the bedroom floor with his legs spread in the air. Squatting down and with my cock held straight down, I began fucking Alex again. This position caused the vibrator in my pussy to rub directly on my clit. “I want you to start jacking off.” I ordered. Alex began stroking his cock which was aimed only a few inches from his face. “I want you to cum all over your face.” Alex increased the pace on his cock and began moaning wildly at the thought of shooting his hot cum all over his own face. Our breaths came in short bursts and our moaning increased in volume as we both raced to our own climaxes. We were each almost completely unaware of the other as we had become centered on our own pleasure. Finally, Alex let out an agonizing groan as a rope of cum splattered against his face. He continued pulverizing his meat; his balls bouncing almost painfully back and forth. As one load after another ejaculated from the end of his cock, I felt my own orgasm build somewhere deep inside of me before exploding out in concentric circles of muscle rippling ecstasy. For one moment, the pleasure was so intense, I was afraid I was going to pass out. Slowly the momentum of my orgasm began to subside and I lowered myself onto the floor next to Alex. We were both too spent to speak for a few moments. “Damn,” Alex said after finally regaining his breath. “That was unbelievable.” “Yes, it was.” I said. “How did you know that had always been a fantasy of mine?” Alex asked while turning on his side to look at me. “Well, sending me the package was a pretty good tip off,” I laughed. “What package?” “Wait a second,” I sat upright. “You didn’t leave this for me in a brown package outside my door?” “No,” Alex said. “I assumed you’d gone back to the porn shop and bought it yourself.” I then explained to Alex how I had come home earlier and found the package leaning against the door. “Hmmm,” Alex smiled faintly. “Maybe it is a Divine gift or something.” “Yeah right,” I laughed. “Like its my destiny to go out and liberate mankind from the bonds of heterosexual misconceptions.” “Never know,” continued Alex. “There could be worse gigs. You’ve got to admit, it would make one helluva comic book cover.” We both laughed at the thought of me taking on the role of a dominatrix super hero with her wand of might and gel of wonder. As we climbed into bed and drifted off to sleep, I couldn’t help but think that maybe that wasn’t such a bad idea after all.