Chapter 25: Rick Finds Help

Miss Vicky had hit a wall that she wasn’t sure she could get past with Rick. Rick wanted to explore the possibilities of what the sexual relationship with Jan and Nicky could grow into. Sex with Nicky had opened his eyes to new and exciting possibilities. Sharing that with Jan had brought them closer and re-energized them sexually. He had no problems seeing any number of scenarios with Jan, Nicky, or even both. In fact, there were several scenes he desperately wanted to ask the girls about. His problem was accepting his role as Dom. He wanted to fulfil Nicky’s needs, but during a visit with Miss Vicky, he finally put in words what was holding him back.

During a very intense session with Miss Vicky, Rick finally confessed his biggest, actually his only fear. He told Miss Vicky he really got excited when dominating Nicky and even found himself wanting to do the same with Jan. That excitement and desire scared him so badly that he froze inside every time he started feeling that way. He wasn’t sure if he could control himself if he ever really let go and took on that role outside the bedroom. He was afraid it was intoxicating, and it would get out of control. Miss Vicky understood and had seen this before. It was not uncommon for the boundary between being a good Dom and being cruel to be a concern for someone new to the role. Rick’s acknowledgment of this possibility was really a very positive part of Rick. Very healthy, and would make him a better Dom.

Miss Vicky's challenge was getting Rick to accept his desire to dominate and to use the fear of going too far to set his own self-boundaries. To help, Miss Vicky reached out to a few of her friends. Other Doms, some she met at gatherings, some she had trained. She thought, and rightly so, that Rick would see and learn more from other Doms. She set up meetings with a few Doms and their subs who had struggled with the same balance.

Rick met with several couples but really never felt comfortable enough to relax and open up with them. That’s until he had coffee with Steve and Cynthia. Steve was about his age, and Cynthia reminded Rick of Nicky. She was about the same age, maybe a year or two older. Had the same energy and playfulness. He could see and feel the admiration and trust she had for Steve. While it was obvious that Steve was in charge, he didn’t crush Cynthia’s self-expression.

Cynthia said what she thought and gave her own opinions freely, without worrying about Steve’s reaction. It was easy for both of them because they were so in sync. What really impressed Rick was that Steve’s role as Dom was so obvious, yet also caring. Rick finally relaxed enough to briefly talk about Nicky and Jan and his own struggles to understand exactly what would be expected of him in that role. Rick confessed his willingness to fill the role of a Dom, but was unsure if he could.

Steve and Cynthia were both very understanding and offered to help in any way they could. However, it couldn't be solved in a short coffee meeting. They both eagerly suggested that Rick join them for dinner at their home sometime soon. It would give them more time and more privacy to go into much more detail. They also invited Rick to bring Jan, but he said he would rather come alone first. Steve gave Rick his number and told him to call. When they all got up to leave, Cynthia looked at Steve, and he just nodded. Cynthia walked over to give Rick a tight hug. Then bounced back and clung onto Steve’s arm as they left.

Even after such a short meeting, Rick felt better. He excitedly told Jan all about the meeting and asked if she was okay with him having dinner with them without her. He promised he would introduce her later. Jan didn’t hesitate to tell him yes. She could already see and hear how lighter and more positive he was. Rick was even more relaxed with Nicky as she continued to wait on him and insisted on being as close to him as she could.

Rick called that evening, Cynthia answered, and sounded truly happy and eager to have him come over. They scheduled it for just a few nights later. Rick agreed to go right after work. Cynthia had said they were looking forward to it and that Rick didn’t need to bring anything, just come hungry. When Rick finished the call, he was excited and looking forward to meeting them both again.

Chapter 26: Rick turns a corner.

The day of his dinner with Steve and Cynthia, even though he was a bit nervous and not completely sure what to expect, he was looking forward to talking with them again. This surprised him somewhat. Rick wasn’t necessarily introverted, but didn’t usually warm up to new people this quickly. There was something about this couple that made him feel comfortable and eager to meet them again.

After work, Rick headed to their house, stopping on the way to buy a nice bottle of wine. When he arrived at their home, he was taken aback when Cynthia greeted him at the door and invited him in. Rick had noted at the coffeehouse how cute she was, but now she was absolutely stunning. Her long, dark hair had been in a tight ponytail when they met for coffee; now it was loose, flowing over her shoulders. It hung down her back and lay softly on her breast. She wore very little makeup, mostly highlighting her sparkling blue eyes. Her features were soft, her smile was warm and welcoming.

She was wearing a tight black dress that clung to her body, showing off every curve and attribute. Her breasts were smaller than Nicky’s, or Jans’s, but still firm and perky. She obviously wasnt wearing a bra, as her nipples seemed to be trying to poke through her tight dress. The dress was very short, barely covering her cute, round ass, and highlighting her long, slender legs. She wore red stiletto heels, making her seem taller. What really caught Rick's eye, and other parts of his anatomy, were the black leather cuffs. She had them on both wrists and ankles, with a matching collar. They all had shiny silver D-rings. A vision of her restrained on a bed by all four cuffs flashed through his mind.

Cynthia reached out, thanking him for the wine, and invited him in, breaking the trance he was in. Rick blushed slightly as he saw the look of delight on her face. He knew she had seen his reaction at the sight of her. She was obviously very happy with Rick’s reaction. Rick followed her in, watching as her cute little ass wiggled in front of him.

Her dress was so tight, he could tell she wasn't wearing panties either. She led him inside to where Steve was sitting, with a drink in his hand. Cynthia motioned for him to sit in the other chair and asked if he would like a drink before dinner. After getting him his drink, she politely said that dinner would be ready soon and bounced out of the room, leaving the men alone.

Rick watched intently as she walked away, unable to take his eyes off her. Rick heard Steve laugh softly, bolted upright, and blushed again; Redder this time.

“I had hoped you would like the way I told Cindy to dress for tonight. By the look on your face, you do.” Steve’s smile was bright and cheerful.

Rick took a sip of his drink. “I’m sorry. Didn't mean to stare, but she looks stunning. Just caught off guard a little. Wasn't expecting that.”

“No need to apologize, I had hoped you would react just like you did. I'm very proud of my Cindy, and happy to show her off.” Steve was still smiling and looked completely relaxed.

Rick sipped his drink again and tried to regain his composure. Later, he would blame Nicky for awakening these lustful urges. He had never looked at or desired other women before Nicky. He wasn’t exactly upset about it; he actually enjoyed the feeling of being able to appreciate other women's beauty. Other parts of him were enjoying it too, maybe a bit too much.

During dinner, Rick told them more about Jan. He even found himself explaining how all of this came up after Jan had sent Nicky to distract him, how the experience with Nicky had awakened something more exciting in him sexually. Rick also explained that while exerting dominance over Nicky and even Jan was invigorating, it was also troubling. He had never felt that urge to control others, and was worried he might go too far if he gave in completely to that side of himself. Rick was surprised by how easy it was to open up to them.

Throughout dinner and afterward, Cynthia acted just like Nicky does. She was very polite and waited on both of the men. Then cleaned up before joining them again, sitting very close to Steve, her arms wrapped around his. Steve waited til they were all settled and Cynthia had joined them to start. Steve briefly explained how they met and ended up in thier D/s lifestyle.

“As we grew together and our bond got stronger, Cindy just naturally fell into being my sub. It had happened so slowly and organically, we hadn't even noticed. It wasn't until we met others like us that we put a name to it. That's when we started learning more, and our roles grew stronger. In our daily life, dominance isn't about controlling; it's more about structure and guidance. It's about creating a safe and caring space so Cindy feels free to be open about her wants and feelings.”

Cynthia added, “At first, we didn't have or even know about kinks. Our bedroom was very vanilla. It wasn't until we started learning more that we started opening up and exploring our wants and desires. For us, our trust in each other grew stronger first, then we started experimenting sexually, which made it easier to talk to each other. Some things worked, some didn't. Neither of us took it personally if the other didn't like or wasn't interested in something that we wanted to try.”

Steve hugged Cynthia. “She makes it sound so natural and easy, but there was tension on my part. The first time I let go and really took control of Cindy was both exciting and unsettling. We had talked about what Cindy wanted, but I was hesitant at first. Cindy had to coax me into letting go. She wanted to be punished and wound me up until I finally lashed out. What came next was raw and extreme.”

Steve hugged Cynthia tighter: “The more she begged, the more I let myself go. It was the most intense sexual experience I had ever had. Then, immediately after, as I looked at what I had done, the tears, the marks I caused on her body, and watched her shaking, my mind was overwhelmed with guilt and horror of what I had done. Thankfully, Cindy was patient, and we both learned the importance of aftercare.”

Steve stopped for a minute to take a deep breath. “She stopped me from spiraling down into a dark place. She quickly reminded me that we both had our safety words and signals in case boundaries were crossed. She took her time and reassured me that she had consented to everything we had discussed.”

Steve continued, “She went into great detail about how it all had felt to her and how much she had enjoyed every moment, how each orgasm had rocked her body like never before. The most convincing part wasn't her words; it was the look of pure excitement and passion I saw. That's what grounded and reassured me that I could trust myself and her to be ourselves. Even when we lost ourselves in the throes of passion.”

Cindy added. “We spent several hours after that first time talking and examining every part of that night together. Didn't hold anything back. I was very frank about what I enjoyed and why. Didn't hesitate to let him know if there was something I wanted more of or things that might need more care. After, I felt safer and more cared for than ever. We have grown even closer since.”

Steve looked more serious when he started again. “I hope you see that it's all about communication. The willingness to say how you feel and to listen to each other without judgment. It's not absolute control or complete submission. It's a partnership. Just where one is the Dom and the other a sub, but both have a voice. Being aware of your own limits is a good thing. Be worried only if you stop listening to that inner voice.”

Cynthia perked up and added. “Even though we haven't met Jan yet, if she is like Nicky, rest assured, they will not hesitate to let you know if you start to cross a boundary they set. We have met Nicky several times at Mistress Victoria's and know how strong she is. She thrives on being submissive, but don't mistake that for being weak.”

Rick thought for a moment. “Thank you. That really helped a lot. I've spent a lot of time worrying, but I haven't yet sat down with Jan and Nicky. I thought I had to have all of the answers first. Now I understand it is impossible until I listen to how they feel, what they need, and what they expect. That's the missing piece I've been struggling with. It's so obvious now. Can't believe I didn't realize it sooner. Thank you both.”

“Glad we could help. It's easy to get caught up in our own fears and doubts. Don't ever hesitate to reach out if there is anything you need help with.” Steve glanced at Cynthia and added. “One more word of advice. When you're ready to start buying toys or play items, get Nicky’s and Jan’s input. It will add fun and excitement if you do.” Steve then asked Rick if he would like to see their playroom. Rick eagerly said yes.

Steve led Rick down the hallway to the playroom, while Cynthia stayed behind to clean up and took their glasses to the kitchen. The first thing that stood out was the bed. It was smaller than a full-size. More of a 3/4 bed. It was obviously not a bed for sleeping: no blankets or a top sheet, no pillows. Just what Rick assumed was a waterproof sheet and a wedge-type pillow in the middle. There were restraints coiled up in each corner. The frame itself was higher, and the base was actually a cage. There was a thin mattress, a blanket, and pillows inside.

Steve saw Rick studying the cage and explained that it was for Cindy when she needed a time-out. Then showed Rick the St. Andrew's cross that was attached to the foot of the bed. Rick pictured Nicky tied to the cross, waiting for him to play. Rick felt his pants getting uncomfortable as he fantasized about what he could do with Jan and Nicky in that bed.

Steve then directed him over to the wall, showing him the pegboard covered with an assortment of paddles, whips, floggers, and ropes. The drawers below were full of more. Everything from vibrators and dildos to blindfolds and gags. And much more. Steve explained that they had collected all of this over several years and that Rick didn't need to rush out and buy everything at once. Just get the basics, then build his collection based on what Jan and Nicky enjoyed. As Steve was speaking, Rick heard Cynthia enter the room.

Rick turned and saw her enter, minus the tight black dress. She was now completely naked, only wearing the cuffs and red high-heels. She looked so amazing. She had a slender, soft body, cute breasts, and a shaved mound that begged to be caressed. She approached Rick and pressed her warm body up against him, taking both his hands and placing them on her buttocks. She wrapped her arms around Rick’s neck and then kissed him. Her tongue explores and dances around his. She leaned back, unbuttoned his shirt, and again pressed herself against his naked chest while wrapping her arms around him. The warmth and softness of her breast caused him to groan softly.

Standing there, holding this sexy little minx, Rick thought about Nicky’s warning about Cynthia and Steve.

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Nicky had giggled, “Just so you know, if they offer to show you their playroom, Cindy will come on to you. She will definitely end up naked at some point. It’s a game Steve plays with her. He tells her to seduce anyone they both find attractive so he can watch. They did the same with me at Miss Vicky’s. Both Miss Vicky and Steve watched us together. Cindy likes partners who are forceful and aggressive in bed. So if you do give in, don't hold back. Use her as you did with me on the table.”

Nicky giggled again and turned to Jan, who was sitting next to her, “What do you think, Mistress? Is it okay if Mister has a little fun without us?”

Jan pulled Nicky closer, wrapped her arm around her, and held her breast in her hand. “I don't mind at all, I’ll have you to keep me warm while he is busy with her.” She turned Nicky to face her and kissed her. She looked back at Rick. “Just make sure we get all of the details when you get home.” They all laughed.

Nicky had walked over to him and took both his hands in hers. Looked up with that coy, bratty smile, spoke softly, “One more thing. Cindy loves to be spanked. Just remember, you should always ask her Dom first. Some don't let others strike their subs. Always be respectful when someone shares their sub.”

Rick had thought Nicky was teasing him; obviously, she wasn’t.

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Cynthia giggled, turned toward Steve. “Sir, is it okay if I play with our quest for a bit. He seems to like your little pet.”

Rick had forgotten Steve was standing there watching him lust over his wife. He tried to take a half step back and nervously glanced at Steve. Cynthia held him tightly, not letting him retreat.

Steve smiled. “Yes, Cindy. But you need to ask Rick if he is okay with your advances.”

Cynthia grinned up at Rick, reached down, and held the hard bulge growing in his pants. “Feels like he is very willing and ready for dessert. Right, Rick?” Before he could answer, she rose and softly spoke, “I’ll use colors, yellow means to ease up, red means to stop.” Then she kissed his cheek and tightened her grip on his bulge. “Use me just like you would Nicky.”

Rick thought of Nicky, that first night she seduced him. Cynthia was acting the same way. Once again, he found he couldn't resist, couldn’t think. Thanks to Nicky, he had expected this and knew he didn’t want to let go. He wanted more. Something connected, and without actually making a conscious decision, he let himself take what he wanted.

He grabbed her shoulders, pushed her back forcefully, and instructed her to undress him. Rick stood as Cynthia quickly slid his shirt off his shoulders and then loosened his belt, pulling both his pants and briefs down, exposing his now pulsating erection to the cool air. She got on her knees, removed his shoes, and slid both legs out of his clothes. Placing everything neatly in a pile on the chair next to them.

Cynthia started to stand once she was done undressing Rick, but he held her shoulders and forced her to stay on her knees. He looked down at her, then sternly said, “No, not yet. You’re not done down there. Show me what you can do. I want to see if you’re as good as Nicky is.”

Cynthia giggled. “Yes, sir. Thank you.”

She cupped his heavy, warm ballsack in one hand and stroked his shaft with the other. He leaned back and closed his eyes as he felt her warm breath on him as she brought her lips close to him. He moaned softly when she took him deep into her mouth and felt the tip push against the back of her throat. She didn’t gag; she just slowly dragged her teeth lightly along his shaft. Then swirled her tongue around the head, teasing and sucking.

Cynthia was almost as talented as Nicky. She kept on, one hand busy between his legs, playfully caressing his sack and teasing his tight rosebud. Her other hand was busy stroking his shaft as she sucked and licked. Rick's breathing became more intense as she continued to devour him. He felt his body getting tight as he was about to let loose, but he wasn’t ready yet.

Rick grabbed Cynthia and pulled her off just before he was about to cum. He suddenly remembered Steve was in the room too. He looked around and then saw him. He was sitting on the other side of the room, watching. He was now naked, slowly stroking himself. At first, Rick thought he would be embarrassed, but he found that he enjoyed being watched. In fact, he looked at Steve’s strong, rugged body and admired his openness. The sight of him nude, his hand wrapped around his cock, and the intense look of pleasure on his face, made Rick’s excitement surge.

Rick helped Cynthia up and pulled her toward the bed by her collar. He pushed her face down on the bed, placing the wedge under her hips, her cute ass raised in the air. Then he attached the restraints to each of her cuffs. Once she was pinned to the bed, he brushed his hand across her hair and down the middle of her back. He caressed her ass and slid down between her legs, searching for her pleasure. She was hot and very wet. At his touch, she arched her back and moaned.

“Please, sir. Fuck me like you did Nicky. My body is yours.” Cynthia moaned again, pleaded to be ravaged.

Rick looked at Steve, who was watching attentively and still slowly stroking himself. He could tell Steve was breathing deeper and enjoying the show. Rick was surprised by how much he enjoyed being watched. His body ached to bury himself between her legs. Rick didn’t hesitate a second longer. He climbed onto the bed, pushed her legs apart, and felt her heat as he got closer to her valley. Rick held his shaft and slid the tip between her wet lips, brushing across her hard little bud, then skimmed up and suddenly buried himself deep into her until his balls slapped against her.

Cynthia gasped as Rick forcefully sank deep into her. He was bigger than Steve, and the sudden invasion of her tightness sent a bolt of sweet, delightful pain through her. She squealed and pushed back, wanting more.

“Oh, yes. More, please, sir.”

Rick’s hands dug into her hips, and he pulled back, then thrust back into her, hard. His mind was overwhelmed with thoughts of lust. As he pounded into her over and over, his excitement grew. All his senses were on fire. He looked down at this sexy brat, who willingly gave herself to him. He could hear her cries of ecstasy and Steve’s loud moans as he watched his wife being violated as he masturbated. Rick’s own body heat blazed hotter, and his thrust got harder, faster. He was determined to make this little minx cum. He wanted to make sure that she left that bed satisfied and sore.

Rick watched Cynthia’s cute pale cheeks bounce with each impact as he continued driving into her. The urge to strike her was overwhelming. To Rick, little brats like Nicky and Cynthia needed discipline. Without stopping or even slowing down, he called out to her Dom. “Steve, may I spank your pet?”

Steve answered immediately, “Definitely. We would both enjoy that very much. Feel free to leave your handprint on her.”

Rick felt Cynthia grab and push her ass higher. “Yes, please, sir.”

Rick didn't hesitate; he slapped his hand against her soft, pale cheek hard. His hand stung as the sound of the slap filled the room. A bright red handprint glowed against her beautiful, pale skin.

Cynthia cried out. “Thank you, sir.”

“You want more?” Rick teased.

“Please, sir."

Rick slapped her on the other cheek, leaving another bright red handprint. His hands stung. He realized that he enjoyed the sting and heat on his hands as much as he enjoyed spanking the girls. He slapped each side again. A little harder. Cynthia cried out each time and held her ass up for more.

“Are you ready to cum for me? I want to hear you beg.” Rick’s voice was demanding.

Cynthia could barely speak; she was gasping for air. She managed to call out between breaths. “Yes.” She gulped another breath. “Please, sir.” Another breath. “I want to cum for you.”

She buried her face into the bed and screamed. She held onto the straps tightly as her body shook with the first orgasm. She raised and yelled. “Please, don’t stop. I need more.”

Her arms and legs strained against the straps holding her in place. She screamed again as Rick continued pounding into her. Each trust burying deep, his balls slapping against her. Each impact sent sparks through her. The pain from Rick’s assault was pure ecstasy. Her ass burned from Rick’s hands.

Each moan, every scream, every time she begged for more, added fuel to make Rick’s animal lust grow stronger. He was completely lost in his need to wreck her swollen pussy. He heard Steve groan. It was a low groan he knew all too well: that of needing to release.

Without looking, he knew Steve was about to cum. He could hear him breathing deeply, panting. Cynthia heard it too and came again, screaming. Rick couldn’t hold back. He pulled back and then pounded into her and held as deep as he could as he released his hot load into her craven. He could feel her throbbing around him as he pulsated, pumping a massive load into her. His body was shaking; he was covered in sweat, exhausted, and collapsed onto Cynthia.

Panting and his heart racing, he whispered into her ear. “You okay? I didn’t get too rough with you, did I?”

He felt Cynthia sigh. “Yes, you did. And it was amazing. Thank you.”

Rick reached up, unhooked the cuffs from her wrist, then reached down and released her ankles. Cynthia rolled over, throwing the wedge off the bed, and pulled Rick down. Rick lay down next to her as they embraced and kissed. They held each other, their bodies still shaking, breaths still ragged, hearts slowly returning to a normal pace. The silence was broken only when Steve stood up, walked over closer, and placed his hand on Cynthia’s ass, admiring the warm, bright red handprints Rick had left on her.

“WOW, Rick, I’ve enjoyed watching Cindy with other men, but I’ve never seen anyone fuck her like that. I’m envious of Jan and Nicky if that’s how you treat them. Those are 2 very lucky women.” Steve actually slapped Rick's naked ass and laughed. “Thank you for a wonderful show. Next time, we need to have both of your girls join in.”

They all laughed at that. Rick was surprised by how relaxed and comfortable he was. Lying there, naked, cum still dripping from his cock. Holding another man’s sweaty wife in his arms, his cum oozing out of her while her husband stood over them, admiring them both. Cynthia rolled over, reached out, and licked Steve’s limp cock clean. Then turned back and kissed Rick again, pushing some of Steve’s cum into his mouth. Rick surprised himself when he tasted it, realizing he liked it and wanted more. ‘Maybe next time,’ he thought to himself.

After everyone had regained their composure and gotten cleaned up and dressed, Steve invited Rick to visit again and to bring Jan and Nicky next time. Cynthia said she would enjoy catching up with Nicky. Rick thanked them both again and left feeling more optimistic and very satisfied. He was looking forward to getting home and talking with the women who had been so patient, waiting for him to join them and take up his role in this new adventure.