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Dominique Ch. 03

I decided a few moments alone with her thoughts would be helpful to Dominique. Stopping in the doorway and buckling my belt, I gazed back at her while she swung back and forth in her own world. Now, THAT is a beautiful sight. There was more for Dominique to learn, and much more she would discover, but for now she could relax. A smile played across my lips as I took one last look at her, then went to take a shower.




It's strange how sometimes I have to remember to take a breath. As if not taking one will keep me safe. Or perhaps that taking one will break a spell. But I did remember to take a breath, and the spell wasn't broken. And I did feel safe. My nudity hadn't even occurred to me. I felt alive. So alive. My skin tingled and my pussy was swollen. Feeling the collar around my neck while I fingered myself, the thought occurred to me that I felt owned. It was so strange, because at the same time, I felt completely free for the first time in my life.

My pussy was so hot and wet. Cleaning it up got me close to the edge, but Andrew wasn't there to see. It just didn't seem right. So, instead of bringing myself off, I decided to quickly get the cleaning jobs done, then go looking for him.

I got down on my hands and knees and my hair fell over my face. Tucking it behind my ears, I dipped my face to the floor and lapped the nectar that had spilled from me during our lovemaking. Our fucking. Oh, it was definitely fucking. And it was glorious. I hadn't cum that hard since that one time in college when my boyfriend was so sick of my teasing, he pulled over in a rest stop and fucked me hard against the side of the car. Okay, so it was on the other side to the traffic, but it was so exciting and I came gangbusters. I liked getting fucked. And it had been so long. Was it wrong to think like that? I loved 'making love' too! I just wanted variety. 'Curious and adventurous', I always called myself. Now I was wondering whether kinky was more accurate. I was definitely receptive to crazy, out of control, 'rip your clothes off' kind of sex.

God, Andrew really gave it to me. My pussy throbbed deliciously from his rough treatment. What a wonderful feeling. I felt like he took his pleasure, and I was just along for the ride. Or was he along for the ride with me? He waited until I came a second time before her exploded inside me. Never before had I cum twice in the one act of making love. Or fucking! I giggled. Wiping my chin and licking the back of my hand, I was glad I was on the pill. God, he comes a lot. I shuddered and blushed, licking diligently at the last droplets and reaching between my legs again. Gently stroking my slippery aching clit, I searched for any I missed. Finding none, I sat back on my heels and sighed, scanning this incredible room. I can't believe I just did that...




It was a beautiful, warm night and I was sitting on the back steps after showering. There was a glass of red wine in my hand, and another at my feet. It didn't take Dominique long to find me. She sat on the step below me, between my legs and snuggled into me. She sipped the wine I handed to her and, turning to the sky, her eyes sparkled the reflection of the stars. "It's a beautiful night, Sir."

"It certainly is," I agreed. Taking a few strands of Dominique's long black hair in my fingers, I tugged gently.

"Sir?" she asked, bringing her eyes to mine.

"How are you feeling, Dominique?"

She took a moment before responding. "May this one speak freely, Sir?"

"By all means. It would please me if you did. I won't interrupt."

"Um, thank you, Sir. Well, this girl feels... a little afraid of what might become of her. Even shocked by how intense my feelings have suddenly become." She turned in my arms, pressing her cheek to my chest and whispering, "This girl doesn't want to get ahead of herself, Sir. She just wants you to know she feels like she would do anything for you. Anything you asked." I smiled down on her and nodded. Her words were like music to my ears. "She feels incredible, Sir. She feels so eager for more. Eager to prove to you that she is the one. Eager to satisfy you. To please you as best as she can. It makes her wet just thinking about it, Sir."

I could fall for this girl, I thought, listening to her.

"And... She um, wants to be tested, Sir. She can't believe she's saying this, but she wants to be used in... in any way you wish, Sir. She wants to feel everything you want her to feel. Anything and everything. She knows we are just starting, Sir. But she is so excited..." Rubbing her thighs together, she squirmed in my arms, moulding herself to me and whispering again. "And she feels so sexual, Sir... and she loves it... she loves it so much... maybe too much."

"Finger your cunt, Dominique."

"Ohh. Yes, Sir... Mmmmmm... You are so mean... I'm so wet..."

"This girl..."

"Y... Yes. This girl is so wet. She can't believe she's acting like this... but she's not acting... she always dreamed of feeling this way... feeling in someone's power... someone good and kind. But also," she blushed, "someone mean and... nasty." She laughed nervously and looked into my eyes. "She feels safe with you, Sir. She trusts you. And... And... she really doesn't know why... she hardly knows you, Sir. And yet... she feels closer and more secure with you than she has ever felt in her life."

I hugged her warmly, enjoying the moment. "Is that what you need most, Dominique? To feel secure?"

"Yes... Yes, Sir. I think so. But a little more than that... to feel truly secure I also want to be desired... wanted... used... used often... Oh God, what am I saying... I mean, this girl! Ohh! I was doing so good!"

"Shhh, Dominique... It's all right..." I said, kissing her forehead. "You know, your deepest secrets... your deepest desires... are safe with me."

"Somehow this girl knows that, Sir."

Dominique leaned back against my chest and we sat there on the back steps, the minutes ticking by. One of her forearms rested on my thigh, her fingertips caressing my knee absentmindedly. I could faintly hear her other fingers sliding slowly in and out of her wet pussy. We stared at the sky and listened to each other breathe.

"Mmmmm... The stars are beautiful tonight, Sir."




Andrew took my hand and led me inside to his den. It was a cosy room of wood panelling and a large desk with papers and folders neatly stacked. He sat on a dark red velvet couch resting against one wall, directing me to kneel comfortably on a thick matching cushion at his feet. I leaned against him, sliding my hand up his pants leg and playing with the hairs on the back of his calf.

"Tell me what you fantasise about, Dominique," he said.

I swallowed and explained that most of my fantasies involved a 'he-man' type, kind of dragging me away and having his way with me. It was a recurring theme. He seemed amused, and I giggled. "This girl's dreams are often similar to her fantasies, Sir."

"Why am I not surprised, Dominique?" He grinned at me. "What does your fantasy man do to you?"

"Um... well... this girl usually thinks of him as a barbarian type or something, Sir... But um... sometimes it's a faceless nameless man. And um... usually he scares me first, Sir. He drags me by the hair kicking and screaming. And it's often outdoors where others may see... He calls me a stupid whore cunt or something similar, Sir, and tells me he is going to rape my sorry ass. I usually scream and try to fight at first but I am mostly ashamed because he will soon find out I am as wet as anything. He calls me a dumb horny whore and slaps my breasts. Then he throws me over a rock or a table and he fucks me really hard. I um, I usually cum thinking about that, Sir." I didn't realise I was touching myself again.

"Where?"

"Um... outside usually, Sir. Usua-"

"No. I mean where does he fuck you, Dominique?"

"Oh... Sorry, Sir. He, um... he usually fucks me in the pussy but... Oh, God. I'm so embarrassed, Sir!"

"Go on."

"Well, Sir... He, um... he fucks me in the ass. Well, lately he has anyway. Oh God, Sir. My cheeks are burning!"

"Yes, I can see that," he said with a wink. "Pinch your nipples, Dominique."

I did and whimpered. He grinned once more, and I giggled, realising I was getting wet all over again. It shot through my mind that confessing stuff to him was actually pretty hot. I looked right at him and waited for him to speak.

"I wonder why lately he has been fucking you in the ass?"

"Siirrrr!" I blurted out, pushing his legs away playfully. "You're going to find out everything aren't you? Years ago... um, about four actually... I was, well... threatened with being fucked in the ass. And um... I've masturbated there regularly ever since. So, it wasn't really just lately, Sir. I guess I've always wondered..."

At that moment I felt an unholy grip take hold of my hair. Suddenly he was on his feet and dragging me out of the den. "Aaaeeee yaaao oowwwwww!!" I screeched. "Please! Oh!! I'm sorry Sir! What did I say? I mean, this girl! THIS GIRL!!! Oowwwwwwww!!!"

He moved so swiftly out the door and down the wide hallway, I had no chance to get to my feet. He held my hair down and I stumbled, crawling after him, holding his wrist and pleading with him, trying to get to my feet. When I realised he was dragging me back to 'the study' a rush of bizarre pleasure enveloped me.




What fun this was going to be. As I dragged Dominique up the hallway, I looked down at her hands wrapped around my wrist. My fist was full of her lustrous black hair, and I almost laughed out loud. I couldn't get mad at her speech. She was trying hard. But she had surprised me. Here I was thinking I'd have to take my time with her, and she'd already been masturbating her ass! And fantasies of varying degrees of force were not uncommon, but jeez... I wouldn't have picked it. I thought butter wouldn't melt in her mouth.

Dragging her back to my study, I could feel myself getting hard again. I needed to reassess how to treat her. What were her limits? I knew I was testing them now, but I wasn't sure if she knew it. She struggled mightily, her legs kicking and her knees banging the floor as she tried to gain her feet. But she never said 'red'. In fact, she never said 'stop' once. As we approached my study, I had an idea and snarled loudly enough for her to hear over her whimpering, "So, Miss Goody fucking Two Shoes has fantasies of taking it up the ass, eh? Well, well, well... the sick truth finally comes out."

"Oww, Sir! You're hurting me!"

"What? This?" I tugged her hair. "This is nothing you little fucking slut. Nothing compared to feeling my big hard cock sliding up your tight little butt. I can't wait to show you what I have in store for your sweet, smooth, innocent fucking ass. Oh yes, I'm going to have a lot of fun with you, dirty girl."

"Oh! Ouucchhh!"

I pulled hard on her hair, swinging her through the open door of the study into the dark interior. "Get in there you dirty little ass-fucking cunt!" I growled. Flicking on the low lights, I swung around and advanced on her. She cowered below me, leaning back on one hand and holding the other up between us, unable to speak. I grabbed her by the wrist and slowly twisted her arm, hissing at her through clenched teeth. "If you speak I will gag you, understand?"

She grimaced in defiance, bending lower under the strain. "But-"

With a glancing blow I slapped her across the top of her head. She gasped at me in shock. "Do you fucking understand?" She nodded quickly, a tear falling down her cheek. "You said you wanted to be tested? Well, you are going to be fucking tested. Let's see if you can do exactly as I say. Get the short-handled whip with the thick tails, and the long rope," I said menacingly. Her eyes grew wide and I could almost taste her fear. I was going to enjoy this.

Jumping to her feet, Dominique hurried on tiptoes to the display wall, grabbing the whip and lifting the rope from its hook. She dropped down to her knees and crawled back to me with the handle of the whip in her teeth. Not once did she look at me as she knelt in the classic manner before me, head inclined with the items offered up to me. I wanted to smile and praise her but I didn't. Taking them from her hands, I clipped the whip to my belt.

"Get on your fucking feet." She climbed to her full height, glancing at me and trembling. Though her cheeks were tear streaked, the look in her eyes was not one of fear. "Don't you fucking look at me. Turn around, hands behind your back, ass slut."

Turning quickly, she laced her fingers together above her ass. I slipped a loop up to her elbows and tightened, pulling them together. Then I wound silk rope down her forearms, binding them together down to her wrists. The rope wasn't that tight, but it pulled her shoulders back and she whimpered. "Move over to the training table, slut," I directed her, prodding her in the back.

She walked forward quickly until her shins met the edge of the table and she planted her feet about a foot apart. Moving over to the side of the room, I reached up and grabbed a chain hanging from one of the four pulleys I had installed in my study. I dragged it by the chain until it stopped almost directly above her. I had plenty of rope left and threaded the loose end from her wrists up through the ring on the chain and pulled down on it. Dominique's shins were against the table, and she had to bend at the waist as her wrists were pulled upwards behind her. With my free hand I pulled one of the side rings from Dominique's collar to the back of her neck, then threaded the other end of the rope through it and tied it off. Standing back from her, I couldn't help but be impressed. She looked quite stunning and I squeezed the growing erection in my pants. It was time to have some fun. "Well, ass slut, you said you wanted to do anything I asked, and we're going to find out if you meant it."

Without a word I walked over to the toy box and lifted the lid, rummaging around inside. I found what I was looking for and walked back to Dominique.

She moaned hotly as I reached under her and pinched at her nipples from the side, first one then the other. They were already hard but I tweaked and pulled at them anyway. I enjoyed tormenting her. Deftly I caught each of her nipples and fitted them into nipple clamps. She gasped delightfully as I adjusted each one until I was satisfied. "Look at me." I tugged the pretty silver chain connecting them to make sure the clamps wouldn't come off easily. She groaned and blushed and I kissed the perspiration from her top lip. "Head down. Open your mouth," I said. She obeyed and I leaned down, hooking the chain over her teeth and closing her mouth with a finger under her chin. She was breathing hard through her nose. "Don't let it go." She nodded and immediately moaned through clenched teeth, realising any movement pulled on her nipples. "Almost ready, ass slut."

I smiled to myself as I hovered over the toy box, trying to decide which size. Shaking my head, I smiled. I am too merciful. Picking out the small butt plug, I was looking for lube when I glanced across at Dominique.

Look at her. Damn... Her thighs were straining, flexing in the low lighting. It wasn't a really tight tie, but for a novice she was doing very well. And in this position, her ass was something to behold. Her hair shimmered as she tried to get comfortable and soft moans came from her lips each time she moved too much. I wonder if she imagined it would be like this?

I scratched my chin with the butt plug as I stared at her ass and long legs, her weight shifting from foot to foot. Something was missing. I snapped my fingers. Climbing to my feet, I lifted the spreader bar from its place on the wall, and walked up behind Dominique. I smacked her ass and she jerked, moaning as she accidentally pulled on her nipples. I said loudly, "Spread, ass slut." She shuffled her feet apart and groaned as the new position pulled at her bonds.

I went down on one knee to cuff her ankles to either end of the bar. When I stood, I felt like I was looking at a work of art. I stepped back and admired her for another moment before heading back to the side table to lube the plug. When I returned to Dominique, I smoothed over her heart-shaped ass with my free hand and she moaned in pleasure. Reaching lower, I slid my fingers between her legs and into her furnace. "You fucking slut," I breathed in her ear.

I fucked two fingers in and out of her drenched cunt. She tried to press back and moaned in need. I slid my fingers from her then pushed one slowly up her ass, sawing it in and out and telling her how much I was going to enjoy breaking her in. She moaned louder and her thighs shook.

I slid two fingers back into her pussy and she gasped when I slipped them out and started working them into her asshole. Her entire crotch was coated in her juices and her soft moans filled the room. Sliding my fingers out of her, I leaned into her ear and whispered, "You are so fucking beautiful." Then I slowly slid the plug right up her ass.

I could see her body tighten and shudder a little, but she did not cry out. I brushed a tear from her cheek and told her I wanted her to have something to remember this by. With my fingers I combed her hair forward, hiding her face, then walked back to the toy box. I picked up the Polaroid camera and fired off ten snaps of her, moving around but mostly from behind. Putting the camera and photos on the side table, I unsnapped my whip from my belt and swung it through the air a few times, warming my shoulder. Choosing one of the developing pictures, I returned to Dominique.

I placed it on the training table in front of her so she could see how she looked. "For you," I said softly. "I am going to flog you now. I'll go easy. You can let go of the chain if you want."

She shook her head and moaned, clenching the chain tighter between her teeth. Her eyes were on fire. Where did this girl come from? I wondered, just a little awed.

I swung the whip in the air again and she flinched, moaning. Then I brought it down across her ass. She jerked on impact, moaning loudly through clenched teeth. I couldn't wait to show her a real flogging. But I did want her to welt. I wanted her to feel it tomorrow, as a reminder of who she was. I brought it down again across her ass and she stifled a scream and jumped. That's better. It was firm but I was pleased. The flogger I'd chosen was 'thuddy' rather that 'whippy'. It wouldn't have hurt.

I worked my way up her ass to her lower back, criss-crossing her skin with red welts. Then back down again over her ass and down the back of her thighs. She was moaning more softly now, almost constantly. As I worked my way back up each of her thighs to her ass, a louder moan broke through my rhythm. She had started shaking almost constantly and it dawned on me that Dominique was about to cum. The chain had fallen from her mouth and she was whispering to the floor, "Please... Please..."

Dropping the whip, I gripped the plug in my fingers and steadied her with my other hand in the middle of her back. I started slowly pulling it out and pushing it back into her. I thought she would cry out, and she did, but not in pain! It was only seconds before I realised I was about to push her over the edge. "You like this, don't you, ASS SLUT?" I spat, fucking her ass in earnest, and watching the first multiple orgasm I had ever seen. The words coming from Dominique's mouth as I fucked her with the butt plug took my breath away.

"Fuck me! Yes! Fuck me! Fuck my ass!! Ohhh, Godddd... Fuckkkk... Oohhhh!!!" She shuddered, moaned and screamed then started all over again. "Fuck me now! Please!! I want it! Fuck my dirty ass!!! Ohh! Ohhhh!!!"

"Sweet Jesus," I whispered, my cock pulsing obscenely in my pants. Pulling the plug from her, I was shocked by how wet her thighs were. She was creaming. I actually tore the zip in my pants trying to get them off, but I didn't care. I threw the plug across the floor, stepped in behind her and wedged my cock in her ass.

Then I lunged. Tightly gripping her hips, I buried all I had in her. Her shudders and her moans were mixed with mine and I held her tight as she screamed and bucked, coming again and again. Her ass spasmed with her orgasms, literally milking the cum from my balls. I couldn't stop myself. She would hardly notice it. Leaning up, I pulled back and started fucking her ruthlessly. Her tight, burning hot ass had me on edge in seconds. I wrapped my fingers in her hair, pulling her head back and pounding her in a rush until I flooded her guts with hot cum. Holding her tightly to me, my cock spasmed and throbbed, shooting her ass full of thick juice.

"Ohhhhh... Ohhhhh... Ohhhhh..." Dominique cooed each time my cock flexed. My spent cock slipped from her, and in moments her own spasms subsided and I heard her mumbling to herself. I released the rope attached to her collar and she collapsed to the table.

We were breathing as hard as each other as I struggled to find the strength to unbind her forearms. My eyes scanned over her flawless skin and approved of the raised welts decorating it. I threw the ropes across the floor and stroked her body. She moaned softly and I leaned down closely, listening to her whisper and gathering her in my arms. "Oh, Sir... Oh God, Sir... Please keep me... Please, please keep me..."

"Shhh, Dominique... Shhh..." I said, smiling down on her and kissing her softly. "You will be sleeping in my bed tonight."

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