****** The Birth of a Domme by Jennistoy ******
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The Birth of a Domme


The following story is for readers of legal age or readers who have interests
which lie in the direction of BDSM. If you have comments or suggestions, feel
free to E-mail me at Jennistoy@hotmail.com. I do try to answer any and all that
I get. You can also find me on line under Jennistoy for Instant Message or you
may check out my website at http://home.talkcity.com/BoomerSt/jennistoy/
index.html.. I will not accept an IM if you do not have a profile. On a more
personal note, I am dedicating this one for a special person who is just now
realizing their potential.


Part 1

There was a change in the air; I could feel it. My live-in boyfriend had been
acting stranger than usual. We both work a lot and when we are home we spend a
lot of time on our separate computers, but he seemed a little more secretive
than usual. Ben and I had been living together for a long time and yes, I admit
we'd fallen into a rut. We had a plentiful sex life, but I wasn't so sure the
quality was there. We would have sex from one to three times per day, but I
wasn't too sure that either of us was that interested in it. We knew which
buttons to push and the sex rarely lasted for more than 10 minutes.

I got an unexpected Friday off and decided to really clean the house. I started
in the living room. And by the late afternoon I had made my way into the
bedroom. I pulled the bed apart and was preparing to flip the mattress. I
lifted up one side and a handful of clothespins fell out along with some of the
thin wood strips I use to apply wax. I scooped them up and looked at them. The
clothespins were wood and snapped together quite viciously. I started to look
around even more. There was a length of very thin rope about the thickness of
cotton string. All of this was under the mattress on Ben's side of the bed. I
started going through his dresser, bedside table and the closet where he had a
few boxes.

Ben had always kept a fairly large selection of porn and as I dumped the mags
and videos out, I started to wonder what all of this stuff was. For the most
part, the videos looked to be the typical run of the mill type of porn. The
mags too. I scooped everything back up and put it back in the box, returning it
to the closet while I sat on the bed thinking. I finished with the bed and
strolled out to the garage. Ben often spent time out here, from what I could
tell, doing nothing.

I started going through the drawers that were built into the workbench,
nothing. I still wasn't sure what I was looking for, but I knew I'd know it
when I saw it. I saw a chest shoved under the bench, the chest looked old, but
it didn't squeak as I opened it. Bingo, there it was! In the chest were
magazines of stuff I had never seen before. I scooted down to the floor and
started flipping through them. They were full of pictures that immediately got
me wet. Men bound, kissing the feet of impossibly beautiful women, watching
bound while a young stud fucked a woman.There was even a series of pictures
that portrayed a story of a wife who tied her husband up, tortured him, and
then screwed a guy in front of him and made him eat her out.

My mind was racing. I put that mag down and picked up another. This one showed
men, being tied up, their balls and cocks being clipped, grabbed, pulled,
slapped, and beaten. It also had a selection of men doing acts under the
watchful eyes of another beautiful woman. There were things like giving another
guy a blowjob, being used with a strap-on or orally by another man and always
either active in the scene or in the background watching, was a woman.

What was this stuff? God, it looked amazing. I was fascinated and not the least
bit repelled when studying the man on his knees and his look of pain because of
the man behind him slamming into him. And the soft sensuous smile of the woman
watching on. I felt like her, the scene was so amazing, I swore I had soaked
through my panties, and was rapidly working on my sweats I had cleaned the
house in. My heart was pounding, my face was flushed and my nipples were hard.
Was this why Ben seemed so distant? Why he seemed to spend longer and longer by
himself?

I put the magazines back and found videotape in the trunk. Ben was out of town
and was not due home until tomorrow morning. I strolled into the living room,
grabbed a coke and put the tape in. When the television came on the picture
showed a woman, tying a man to what looked to be two leather covered shop
horses. His chest rested on one, his hips on another. His hands and feet were
tied to the horses and his cock was lying against the leather. A woman came in
and started to use a flogger on him. She missed nothing, his back, arms, and
legs, ass, balls and yes, even his cock was whipped. Through out all of this he
remained hard. When his backside was a cherry red and welted from the dancing
whip, she stopped and took some string. She wrapped it around his balls drawing
it tight around his testicles and pulled. They came an amazing distance away
from his body. He moaned softly. She secured them to something that was out of
sight. Then she started using some kind of clips on the tip of his cock
clipping them to the rim. From those clamps, she attached weights. It must have
been heavy enough for him to notice because he whimpered the whole time. Then
she spread his ass cheeks and slid in a short fat dildo (which I later found
out was an ass plug). He bucked against it as she worked it in.

I watched open mouthed to see what would happen next. She then got a riding
crop and started slapping at his balls and ass with it. He moaned and cried out
but never really protested too much. His weighted cock bobbed up and down under
the stretched balls. I watched him as she continued to beat on his balls. She
never touched the stretched skin, only the actual balls at the end of the
string. Soon he was sobbing and she stopped. A young man came in and stood in
front of the bound man. The woman directed the bound man to suck him off.He
lifted his head and proceeded to swallow the guy. He worked his mouth around
the man and sucked. The man must have shot a load deep in his throat, because
the bound guy got a look of utter humiliation on his face, but swallowed
obediently. The lady released him from his bonds and directed him to kneel on
his hands and knees. She put on a strap on and then started to lube the fake
dick and then started in on his ass after ripping the plug out. She literally
poured it inside him and started working her finger around inside. Then she
added another and another. I couldn't believe it, she was fucking him with her
fingers and he was thrusting back against her hand.

Then she slammed into him. She showed no mercy for his ass. She fucked him so
long and hard I even started to get bored. The man was crying out but his dick
remained hard. A different man stepped in front of him and he started to suck
this guy off as well. The lady pulled out of him and the man that he was
sucking on stepped around to his ass and started to fuck him. The man cried out
and came all over the floor. The woman had him scoot back and lick it up while
the guy continued to slam in and out of him.

The man finally came and the guy crawled over to the lady, kissed her boot and
bowed low.The movie ended there and I was disappointed. I rewound it and
rummaged around in the box. I found toys I didn't know Ben had. There was a
large dildo about 3" around and at least 8 inches long, there was an ass plug,
cock rings and a sheath that had little pointed knobs inside. I imagined that
running up and down Ben's cock and almost came on the spot.

That night I went to the super sex shop and bought a couple of paddles, a
flogger, a strap on, several vibes, and more plugs. I also got cuffs that had
leather cuffs and metal clips. I bought clips and weights and talked to the
cashier about outfits for myself. He showed me sever in leather, but I lit on
one that was a silk nightie. I bought that, along with spike heels. I also
found a leather collar and mask for him to wear. Right before I left I found
several strips of leather that were 20 feet long each. I was thrilled to find
those. They looked crueler than any kind of string or ropes. The sales person
encouraged me to buy a Polaroid camera to remember all of this by. He also
volunteered to stop by around 1:00 in the afternoon to help out.

I drove home whistling the whole way. I set up our bed, suddenly grateful for
the iron rails on the bed. I clipped the cuffs to the bed and hid them so he
wouldn't see them. He was due in a few hours; I was amazed to find that I had
spent four hours in the store. I was excited, anxious and really wet.

When Ben came in the door a few hours later I met him at the door in my new
outfit. He appraised me with a slight grin and complied when I ordered him to
strip. I led him into the bedroom and had him lay down, face up. I first cuffed
his hands and then his feet. His hard on was straight up and he looked a little
nervous. I first pulled out the stuff I found under the mattress and then
pointed to the chest. I reached over and clipped his balls with the
clothespins. He moaned and arched upward. I flicked at the pin and then reached
over and yanked it off. He cried out and flinched. I smiled at him.

"You want this, I know you do. I am going to give it to you exactly how you
want it." Ben started to protest but I slapped him across his face and he shut
up almost immanently. I smiled down at him and pulled out the dildo he had
stored in the trunk. I waved it around in front of his face and forced him to
suck on it. I lubed it up and then slid pillows under the small of his back.
His ass was hanging over the ledge the pillows made. I then lubed his ass,
feeling him flinch as I worked him over. I kept a careful eye on his hard on
and noticed it never got close to soft. He seemed to get harder if that was
possible. I pushed against his ass and listened to him cry out as it slid in.
When it was buried up to its fake balls I moved it out almost to the tip and
slammed it back in. He cried out as it went back in, but noticed that there was
less resistance this time. I started to fuck him with it and soon he was
thrusting against it. Suddenly he cried out as he came all over his stomach,
with some of his cum splashing onto his chest. I scooped it up and told him to
open his mouth while leaving the dildo buried in him balls deep. For a second
he refused until I grabbed hold of his balls and tugged. He cleaned my fingers
sucking each one deep.

I sat back for a second and studied him. The clock on the wall read 12:40. I
decided to get him uncuffed and bound. When I undid his cuffs he looked at me
with hope in his eyes until he saw the flogger. I ordered him down on his hands
and knees and to follow me out to the living room. There I strapped him to the
coffee table and proceeded to whip him until he had little red strips all over
his ass. Then I tied his balls and smacked them around till the doorbell rang.
His head jerked up and the tears gleamed on his cheeks.

The guy from the video store came in and grinned form ear to ear. He quickly
stripped out of his clothes and walked over to me. I chuckled and asked if he
would like a blowjob. He grinned and knelt in front of Ben. Ben shook his head
and I whipped him again making sure that I hit his balls and cock. Finally Ben
took the guy in his mouth and started to suck him. He seemed to be enjoying
himself and the guy came quickly gripping Ben's head and mouth fucking him
deeply. I spread Ben's ass and slipped in the strap on. Ben cried out and I
ordered him to keep sucking the guy, to get him hard and have him come again.
Ben started thrusting against me while taking the guy deep in his mouth. I
started to get bored and pulled out of Ben's ass. I slipped out of the harness
and dropped it by his face I slipped onto the couch behind the guy and turned
him around. He entered me and I instructed Ben to give him a rim job while he
fucked me. Ben did so and the guy came again. Then I had Ben clean me out.

After he was done I decided there was one more thing I wanted to do. I got my
crop and unhooked Ben, then laid him over my legs until he was crying. Then I
had him jerk off into his hand and lick it clean. The guy left saying he had
somewhere else he needed to be. I put poor Ben to bed and before he fell asleep
he smiled and thanked me.

I grinned and patted him on his head and closed the door and headed off to the
sex shop to find books to get more ideas.


Part 2

The next morning I woke up Ben with the slash of a riding crop on his ass. He
jumped out of bed, and was rubbing his cheeks while he blinked the sleep from
his eyes.

"What the hell was that for?"

"You wanted this Ben, you're gonna get what you asked for."

He looked at me for a second more while I faced him down. We stared at each
other for a few minutes then, finally, he dropped his eyes, hung his head and
mumbled,

"I didn't ask for this."

I watched him for a second longer before reaching up and stroking his face.
Then I slowly pushed him to his knees. He fell before me wrapping his arms
around my ass, placing his face on my belly and holding on while he started to
softly sob. I slowly stroked his head as I spoke.

"Ben, it's ok if you admit you want this, that it turns you on more than you
ever have been before. It's ok to want that kind of treatment." His sobbing
grew a bit louder. "You do want all of this don't you?" He nodded slowly at
first, but the more he acknowledged, the louder he became. I pushed him away
from me slowly, disengaging his arms and stroking him slowly. I wiped away his
tears and smiled down at him.

"It turns me on to have you kneeling there. It seems right to me. Somehow, it
seems as if that is the way it should be. I was so horny yesterday, I loved
watching you with another man and doing what I asked, not only because I wanted
it, but because a small part of you wanted it too." I held his face in my
hands, slowly, absently running my thumbs over his cheekbones. "You are so
beautiful to me when you cry out, when you moan, when you push yourself for me.
I love it more than you'll ever know."

Ben started to shake his head and when I asked him why, he smiled slowly. He
turned his head slightly, kissed my palm on my left hand, then my right and
said softly,

"I know how much you love it, because I love it too. I want to be your play toy
to do what I am told, when I am told. I want you to use me in anyway you see
fit, so long as you always let me know that you still love me and want me in
your life. You are my Goddess, you discovered my secret and you use it to give
yourself pleasure and joy. It brings me closer to being a perfect being to
bring you joy and excites me no end to perform for you. I hunger to satisfy
your needs and to be the perfect servant to you."

I stood for a second in front of my strong man who had humbled himself before
me. I could almost feel the switch of control and power as it flowed through
the air and lazily caressed my skin. Ben was bowed before me, on his knees,
offering his body, soul and his very being for my pleasure, God, what a feeling
that was. It was such a powerful aphrodisiac that I almost staggered as it hit
me. I felt my eyes narrow at the realization of what my lover offered and I
cherished him even more. My heart swelled with love and admiration. My eyes
welled over and I impatiently brushed at them. I swore to myself that Ben would
never doubt how much I cherished the gift he had just given me and thanked the
gods that be that I had been given this chance. I wanted this man, I wanted him
at my feet and if I could figure out a way to keep him there all the time, I
would.

I stroked his cheek and kissed my fingers and laid them on his lips. He pressed
his lips against them hungrily. I looked down on him and contemplated his face.
His dark brown eyes were still slightly puffy from sleep and crying. His lips
were full and oh so kissable. A shudder passed through me as the image of him
sucking the guy from the porn shop off passed through my mind. His shoulders
were broad and well proportioned to the rest of his body. His hips were narrow
and tapered down to strong legs. I loved to watch him work out, to see the
muscles ripple under his supple skin.

I told Ben to shower because we were going on a trip. I also warned him to wear
loose jeans and boxers because he would be out of them soon. He looked at me
for a split second, leaned over, kissed my bare toes and scooted out of the
room on his hands and knees. His ass wiggled as he moved and I smiled. In a few
minutes he reappeared, naked, dripping and not yet shaved. I was sitting on the
couch, contemplating the new situation I was in. Ben kissed my thigh and then
impulsively, quickly kissed my lips and disappeared again. He appeared for the
second and final time a few minutes later, clean-shaven, his short hair combed
into some semblance of order and tucking in his shirt. I held up my hand and he
immediately fell to his knees. I told him to drop his jeans and shorts. He did
so and waited while I surveyed him. His balls were hairy, but they weren't too
bad so I decided they would do. I placed a black leather cock ring on him,
cinching his balls forward along his hard cock. He moaned softly. I stroked his
tip, sliding the pre-cum around and chuckled when he jerked a bit. When I was
finished playing, I told him to close up, find some shoes and we'd be off.

He appeared just a minute later clad in leather boat shoes, no socks. I tossed
him a jacket and a collar. He stared at the collar and brought it over to me,
where he sank gracefully to his knees and said,

"Would you please put it on me? I want to feel your fingers placing your mark
on me."

My pussy flooded at those sweet words and I buckled the collar on to him and
attached a leash. He looked down at the heavy leather lead, running his fingers
down the length of it. Then he looked up at me and smiled. We strolled out the
garage door and settled into my Pathfinder. He clamored over the driver's seat
to get to the passengers.

I had to drive us quite a ways away to get to a fetish shop that had piercing
and tattooing. I got out of the truck and tugged on his lead. Once again he
climbed over the seats and followed me into the store. Inside was a collection
of leather, metal, toys and various devices to keep even me busy for hours just
looking which I had done the night before while he was sleeping. We started to
head to the back of the store where the artist was. I was brought up short to
see a pretty woman on her knees, face into the carpet, with her ass and pussy
bared, being whipped in full view of everyone. Ben stopped and stared, his
mouth open and the bulge in his pants getting bigger.

The man beside me leaned toward me and whispered,

"What do you think?"

"She's beautiful, and she takes the whip so well." Indeed there were welts up
and down her pretty cheeks and the back of her thighs. I watched her mesmerized
as she seemed to lean into the whip. The man next to me spoke again,

"She is new, still a babe to this world, and yet you are right, she does have a
certain grace about her." He walked toward the man doing the whipping and
softly spoke. The woman whimpered softly and buried her face in her hands. The
man raised her up and slid her dress over her bruised ass. I smiled and looked
at Ben. He had dropped to his knees again and was not looking at her at all. He
seemed to be engrossed in the carpeting. I waited a second and then lightly
shook his lead. He looked up at me, his eyes questioning I tugged again, and we
started towards the back again, this time with Ben on his hands and knees. I
didn't miss the look he shot quickly over his shoulder at the woman who was now
on her knees at her Master's feet. A wave of jealously passed over me as we
walked toward the back.

The artist was waiting for me, with four new piercing needles out and rings for
each. He motioned to Ben and said,

"Have him strip. I don't want clothes in the way." While Ben was changing out
of his clothes, the artist laid a paper sheet over the chair. Ben settled into
the chair and started to protest when he was strapped in. His arms were
strapped down in two places, along with his legs. Another strap was passed
around his stomach and then the man stood up and surveyed his work and subject.

"You should be proud, he is a good looking one, and so accepting as well. Have
you told him what is happening?" At the negative shake of my head he looked
surprised and grunted to him self. The first thing he did was slip on gloves
then clean and clamp Ben's nipples. When the clamps were pulling on his nipples
and the man marked both of them. Then he opened one of the needles and in one
quick motion, he ran it through Ben's tit. Ben stiffened but did not cry out.
The man threaded the ring inside the nipple and once it was through he slipped
off the needle and clamp. He then closed the ring and moved to the other side.
Ben flinched, but held my eyes the whole time. He never looked away from me and
seemed proud of the new adornment he now had.

Then the man cleaned the clamps in alcohol and a sterilizer and we waited for
them to finish. When they were done, he started to do the same routine with
Ben's balls. By now there was a crowd around us watching my beautiful man deal
with the pain that the piercing was causing him. The man unstrapped Ben and had
him stand. Ben swayed a bit from the rush the nipples had caused him, but as I
knew from experience, it would be over shortly and while the nipples were
painful they would settle to a dull throb which would be gone in a few days.

"I assume you want these placed for chains eventually," the man muttered from
over his shoulder while he gently rolled Ben's balls around after freeing them
from the cock ring.

"Yes, two going into a center ring."

He nodded and carefully clamped Ben's balls. With what looked to be a painful
hard-on Ben stood in front of everyone in the shop. The artist motioned for Ben
to get back into the chair now that he was done marking. Ben looked at me and
in a soft voice asked permission to stand while the artist finished it. I
nodded my agreement and watched as the artist wielded his needle again. The
first one sent Ben leaning up against the nearest wall, needing the extra
support. He was crying out, moaning like he had when I slowly pulled pins off
his balls. The second one sent him into orgasm. He shot his load all over the
floor.I ordered him to his knees as soon as the ring was in and told him to
lick up his cum. The artist watched, nodding his approval.

When Ben was done he scurried over to me and kissed my shoes. He was shaking
but appeared as if he was glowing. Spontaneous applause burst out in the store
and Ben looked up shocked. He rested his head on my foot and I bent down and
stroked his back. He arched into my hand. I told him to get dressed and talked
to the artist on how to take care of the new rings. He watched as Ben moved
around getting his clothes and accepted his money with barely a look. I tipped
him generously and clipped Ben's lead back on to his collar.

Ben stayed on his knees as we strolled through the store. Every isle we ran
into someone who had seen Ben during his piercing. They praised him to me and
asked permission to touch and praise him as well. I shopped a bit more before
we went home. Ben appeared exhausted. He was unused to such attention and had
been working very hard to maintain his discipline as a good sub. I leaned over
and kissed his lips softly as soon as we were both settled into the truck. As
we drove back home he fell asleep in the seat and I decided to drive for a bit
to allow him a bit more rest.

When we pulled up into the driveway about an hour later and I woke him up, he
looked at me, smiled and whispered,

"It wasn't a dream?" I smiled and shook my head. Ben insisted on climbing over
the seats so he could stay on the lead.I led him into the house and as soon as
he hit the door, he started to strip off his clothes. I handed him a half
codpiece and he strapped it on. He had been directed by the artist to keep his
balls cradled a bit and to keep gauze on them. They would be very sore for the
next couple of weeks and would take a while to heal completely. But in 6 to 8
weeks he could go back to his normal C&BT. His nipples were covered in gauze as
well and he looked sorrowful as he looked in the mirror.

I smiled enjoying his excitement at the piercings. He sat at my feet in the
living room and asked me what I intended to do with them. I told him there
would be a chain attached to each ring and they would meet in the center of his
torso around a big ring. I planned on attaching a lead to that every once in a
while. I also planned to keep him dressed like that all the time. He could wear
the chains under his clothes and it would remind him of me no matter where he
was. His eyes lit up and he sighed.

I mentioned that I was sore and tired and that I needed a nap. Ben begged to be
allowed to give me a massage and I agreed. I stripped and lay on the bed after
moving the covers out of the way. He straddled my back and started to rub
gently as I drifted off to sleep. I remembered thinking right before I fell
asleep that I was so glad to have him in my life.


Part 3

When I woke up it was dark outside. Ben had pulled the blankets over the two of
us and he was curled on his side, sound asleep. I sat up in bed, stretched and
was pleased to feel Ben stirring beside me. His hands slipped around from
behind me as he started kissing and nipping on my back and neck. I shuddered
and my nipples contracted around their own rings.

He laid me back against the bed and started working his way down my body. He
lavished attention on all of me, first beginning at my lips and going all the
way down to my pussy. I must have cum 4 or 5 times by the time he knelt back up
and sat back on his heels. I was sated and felt totally lavished with
attention. He was hard, his cock stood up from the black studded leather and he
appeared almost flushed with desire. I watched him for a second and smiled as I
said,

"Jerk off for me Ben." I knew it embarrassed him when I asked it of him, but
this time, even through his blush, he started immediately. He told me what he
was thinking of while he fucked his hand. He described me standing behind him,
while I forced him to do this in front of a lot of other people. I smiled as he
described his humiliation of shooting off and getting comments about how short
of a time he lasted and being placed over a table and having to service
everyone that wanted him in any way. I watched his face as he knelt there,
sliding his cock in his hands, his hips thrusting back and forth and the sense
of absolute peace that emanated from him. I felt jealous, I wanted him to share
that with me, but then I realized that he did, every time he obeyed me with out
hesitating.

When he finally came, he collapsed onto the bed next to me and kissed my cheek.
I smiled and got up to go into the shower. Ben joined me and scrubbed my back
and cleaned his rings before getting out. He seemed very pleased with how they
looked and was sad that they were too new to put the chains on yet.

When we got out of the shower, I dressed in a short mini dress that was a dark
indigo blue. The silk caressed my skin and I topped it off with a matching
wrap. I got out a pair of chaps for Ben, along with a new full codpiece. He put
them all on and then I passed a couple of armbands that matched his collar. He
put them on and looked like a character from the Village People. I chuckled at
the thought and we were off again. On the way to the club I stopped off and got
food. I was hungry and figured Ben must be starving. We munched on hamburgers
and fries; Ben fed me as I drove.

We got to the club around 11:00 and I told the doorman my name, he checked with
someone inside and opened the door for us. We went into two different doors and
finally wound up in a huge room with lights and music blaring. Around the room
there were various subs being disciplined and humiliated.

Beside me I could feel Ben start to shake. His hand gripped mine as though he
was afraid to let it go. I squeezed it gently and walked over to an open table.
I sat down in a chair and Ben curled up at my feet at on a pillow that was next
to my chair. He leaned against me and shivered as I ran my nails over his back.
A beautiful woman approached us very quickly with a female sub on her heels.
She sat down and we introduced ourselves. She stroked her female's head
savoring the feel of her hair.

"This is Shayne."

I stroked Ben's back and introduced him as well. After I stated her name to him
he kissed her shoes. He also dared a small kiss on her ankle. She looked down
at him and then started to berate her sub regarding her manners.She became
louder and more aggressive and the final scene was her dragging the female off
by her hair to a set of cuffs and chains hooking her in and proceeding to whip
her violently. Ben watched the whole thing with fear in his eyes. I continued
to stroke and touch his skin to calm him, hoping my nervousness wouldn't seep
through to him.

"Quite the show isn't it?" The voice sounded familiar and I glanced over my
shoulder to see the man from the shop earlier in the day. His female was at his
feet as well, but she was smiling, obviously delighted to see the two of us.
"She delights in humiliation and punishment. Her femme is told never to greet
anyone properly, so thus she is punished almost all the time."

I held out my hand and introduced Ben and myself. Ben kissed his boot as well
as briefly kissing the zipper on his pants. I smiled at the rather apparent
attempt to leave a good impression.

"I'm Don and this is Tina." Tina kissed my feet, bowed her head and turned
toward Ben. She would have kissed Ben as well, but he had turned his back on
her. I watched him, as he seemed to shut her out. I was puzzled by his behavior
and tugged on his lead. He turned towards me and placed his head in my lap. I
shook my head and invited the two of them to sit with us. Don sat and we began
to discuss the shop we had met in earlier as well as how well both Tina and Ben
had done. Don seemed very impressed with Ben handling the piercing as well has
he had.

"I think we should reward the two of them don't you?" I arched my brow and
asked,

"What did you have in mind?"

"They could put on a little show for us. What do you say? Right here, right
now, just a simple sexual demonstration." I felt Ben's hand tighten on my calf
where it had been stroking me. I nodded and agreed.

Tina crawled over to about 4 feet in front of our table. Ben hung back. I urged
him to go with the toe of my shoe, but he wouldn't budge. I looked at him in
total frustration when Don's voice rang out.

"What is your problem Ben, this a reward for your excellent behavior yesterday,
yet you balk. Is my Tina not good enough for you?" Ben's head shot up and he
softly asked permission to respond to that question honestly, when it was
granted he said,

"I love my mistress too much to show any desire for any other woman I should
happen to meet. Your Tina is beautiful, desirable, but possibly too much so. I
would rather not open the possibility of hurting my mistress by showing
enthusiasm towards anyone but her."

Don burst out laughing, and then wiping his eyes called Tina to go to Ben.

"Suck him off, allow him to lean against his mistress so he doesn't feel like
he is enjoying it."

While Tina worked on Ben, Don remarked to me on what a devoted sub I had. I
shrugged and mentioned that we did love each other and it must make a
difference. He cocked his head at me and said that he thought Ben might be too
co-dependant on me and that should change especially when it came to direct
orders. At that moment we were interrupted with a request from Ben.

"Please may I cum?"

"Already?" I responded, "No, I don't think so." Ben softly moaned and ripped
the girl off of his cock. She moved to his balls sucking and licking on them
around the new piercings. Don leaned over and slapped her ass gently, causing
her to jump.

"I told you suck him off, it's not your problem if he is about to cum." I
stroked Ben's head gently and though the short respite had helped he was ready
to cum again. He called out,

"Please, please I need to cum. Please allow me to cum."

I gripped his hair and pulled his head back and finally allowed it so long as
he looked me in the eye as he did it. Ben moaned so loudly that he drew
attention from another table. It seemed to take a long time before he finally
relaxed and I directed him to lay her on the floor and put her legs up and fuck
her. He dived right in seemingly happy to do it for me. I watched as she
started to move while holding her legs tight. She soon was whimpering and
crying. She never asked to cum, but long about the time Ben was starting to
look uncomfortable Don told her cum. She screamed out her pleasure and had the
whole club watching our two in a spotlight.

Ben glanced over his shoulder at me, silently begging and I nodded my
permission. He pulled out and shot onto her stomach whimpering softly the whole
while. There were several other subs sent over to clean his cum and he watched
with dead eyes. When they were done and one dared come over to him, to clean
him, he pushed the sub away and crawled back to my feet, curling around my leg.

I ran my hand through his hair and watched the various scenes around us while
thinking about how pleased I was with how he had done. I stood up and told Don
we were leaving. I needed to go to work in the morning and wrote my number on a
piece of paper for him to call later on.

Ben and I left the club around 1:00 in the morning and as we drove home Ben was
smiling. By the time we got home, I installed him in bed, curled up next to him
and fell asleep thinking of the upcoming week and what new things I would do to
him.

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