Dominique (15 page)

When Paul told me Andrew was coming home early, I started getting scared.
 
I still didn’t know whether the whole thing was a trick of Paul’s, or if Andrew had really arranged it all.
 
I’d thought a lot about what had happened and couldn’t bring myself to call Andrew about it.
 
I’d been left to my own devices, and I hadn’t heard from either of them.
 
I was approaching frantic by the time Andrew called me at work.

     
He told me to go straight home and give the playroom a once over.
 
He also told me to prepare various toys, restraints and oils for his pleasure.
 
I tried to find the words to say something about what happened, but nothing came out of my mouth.
 
I was still so ashamed.
 
I decided to tell him first thing after seeing him.
 
I was going to beg his forgiveness and endure whatever punishment he graciously chose.
 
I had been so weak in my resistance of Paul.
 
God, the clock moved slowly that day.

     
I was ready for him, kneeling in the living room, oiled from head to toe and blindfolded.
 
Silently I waited on my knees on the soft carpet and it seemed like hours.
 
Finally I heard the door open but he didn’t say anything.
 
I could hear him moving around and my heart was beating so hard.
 
I was suddenly very aroused.
 
I was wet and throbbing and my nipples were getting harder.

     
Then I felt his presence in front of me.
 
I started to speak, to explain.
 
He told me to shut up and open my mouth.
 
Then he told me to put my hands behind my back and keep them there.
 
I did as he said and he slowly pushed his hard cock into my mouth.
 
I loved to suck him but this was different.
 
He was angry.
 
He grabbed my hair on either side of my head and fucked my mouth hard and I could barely keep up.
 
It was so hard to balance, I wanted to hold his thighs.

     
Andrew kept talking to me the whole time as he thrust in and out, hitting the back of my throat.
 
“Suck it, cocksucker!
 
Move your fucking tongue.”

     
I have never been able to take him down my throat.
 
I was so scared.
 
He was really thrusting hard and making me gag.
 
He said he wanted to see a cock bulging in my throat.
 
I was trembling and crying because I knew he was angry and had found out about Paul.
 
Then a voice said, “Maybe she’ll like mine”.

     
It was Paul!
 
I froze.
 
Andrew pulled his cock out of my mouth and I started pleading with him.
 
Again he told me to shut up and open my mouth.
 
Paul’s hard cock suddenly filled it.
 
In moments I was sucking hard and he drove it all the way to the back of my throat.
 
They talked to each other about my mouth and how it felt.
 
It was like I wasn’t there.

     
“Swallow him down, my little cocksucker.
 
Make me proud of you.”

     
And somehow I did.
 
Somehow I gagged and swallowed and there it was.
 
I felt at least two inches in my throat.
 
Andrew came up behind me and put his hands gently around my neck.
 
They were talking to each other but I was in
Disneyland
.
 
I felt like I was about to pass out when Paul suddenly came down my throat.
 
I could feel the heat of his warm cum as I swallowed and swallowed.
 
I was running out of air, dizzy and sobbing.
 
Then I could breathe again as he withdrew.
 
Andrew lifted me to my feet and walked backwards as I licked my lips.

     
He sat down and pulled me onto his lap, impaling me on his cock.
 
I felt so full and I needed to cum so bad.
 
I needed to make him happy.
 
I could feel his fingers digging into my hips holding me still.
 
He whispered in my ear with a growl in his voice.
 
“Paul told me you lied to him, resisted him, told him no, and told him to stop.
 
Is this true Dominique?”

     
“Yes!
 
It’s true!” I gasped as he started fucking me again.
 
“I-I resisted him at first, but I couldn’t s-stop him,
ohhh
...”

     
He told me Paul was checking on me at his request and would be doing so in the future.
 
He told me any time Paul felt I needed fucking or disciplining and he wasn’t there, that Paul would provide it.
 
I was trying so hard not to cum.
 
Andrew said certain people would be allowed use of my body and that I was NEVER to resist them.
 
He told me to nod my head that I understood.
 
Then he started fucking me very hard.
 
When we had both cum, I sat in his lap, still blindfolded, and he questioned me on everything Paul and I did.
 
Everything.
 
What I had liked, how it felt, whether it had hurt.
 
All while Paul was still standing there.
 
I was getting aroused all over again.

     
I felt Paul come up behind me and he started pinching my nipples and rolling them in his fingers just like I liked it.
 
He must have got the nod from Andrew because I felt myself being lifted from Andrew’s lap and carried upstairs into the bedroom.
 
The whole time Paul was telling me how much he loved fucking me, and Andrew was saying he bet I loved it.
 
Paul bent me over the bed and spread oil on my ass and into my asshole with his fingers.
 
He didn’t waste time sliding into me.
 
The pain was much less this time.
 
I was moaning loudly and in a few thrusts he was buried.
 
He took hold of my breasts and pulled me into a standing position and continued fucking my ass slowly.
 
He told me to lace my fingers behind his neck and put one foot on the bed for balance.
 
As I did I felt Andrew’s warm wet mouth take a nipple and suck it.
 
Then the other.
 
Then back again.
 
Then sucking and biting.
 
I was starting to go insane.
 
His fingers found my clit, rubbing it and squeezing it hard.
 
I saw stars.
 
I had already started
cumming
as he stood up and slid his cock into my wet, open and convulsing pussy.
 
I’d never had two cocks inside me before.
 
I thought I was being split in two and was calling
both
their names!

     
They were thrusting together, lifting me off the ground, rocking me back and forth.
 
Then there was an explosion that started in my abdomen and spread out like fingernails scraping over my skin.
 
I started to shake and shudder and heard myself screaming from far away.
 
A red curtain dropped itself over my eyes and I was consumed by darkness.

     
I woke up a little later with a man on either side of me, welcoming me back and caressing my body, stroking and licking and kissing me.
 
God, I was so sore, but so thoroughly overwhelmed I hardly felt anything.
 
Then they rolled me over and massaged me from head to toe.
 
It was heavenly.
 
Andrew told me a bath had been run for me.
 
I guess he saw Paul out.
 
When he returned he bathed me softly all over, telling me how much he loved me, and to never be ashamed of my desires, or of his.
 
He told me to remember what he said about sharing my body with those he chose.
 
I was bold and asked if he would please be a bit more explicit next time, with who and when.
 
He said he would think about it.

     
I felt quite frightened about these others.
 
My so-called ‘instincts’ told me it was wrong.
 
I wondered why, when it pleased my Master and I received pleasure too.
 
But a complete stranger?
 
It was very scary.
 
Perhaps Andrew was thinking ahead or something.
 
Maybe he thought I was too comfortable and took him for granted.
 
I didn’t know what to think.
 
Then I remembered it wasn’t
me
giving myself to someone, it was
Andrew
.
 
For some reason it sounded a bit better like that.
 
In any case, I was on tenterhooks wondering what Andrew had planned for the weekend.
 
While he washed me all over, he told me we had to get to bed.
 
We were leaving for Dean’s cabin first thing in the morning.

     
I’m sure I fell asleep smiling with my Master’s arms wrapped tightly around me.
 
I couldn’t stay awake even though he was caressing me softly and talking in my ear about how happy he was to be home and how good I’d been.
 
I was dozing off when he said something about the weekend being a real test for me.
 
He said it was time for me to learn, or something.
 
His words hadn’t really registered, and I didn’t remember he said them until much later ...

Chapter 5

Friday morning.
 
I loved public holidays.
 
It’s funny, but I wasn’t even thinking about the weekend.
 
Lying in bed watching the sun come up, my thoughts were on the previous twenty-four hours.
 
Closing my eyes and replaying it in my mind, I was getting horny all over again.
 
Two cocks.
 
Two!
 
God.
 
I’d seen the porn.
 
I’d wondered what it would be like.
 
I could see it so vividly in my mind.
 
It was almost like it happened to someone else, and I just watched!

     
Except, I was sore.
 
Not
stingy
sore.
 
More
achy
sore.
 
Pretty much the same as when Andrew gave me ‘the works’.
 
Usually about once a month he would work me over completely.
 
It was usually either a Friday night, or a Saturday or Sunday, and he would work on me for three or four hours.
 
The effects would linger for days.
 
“Come on pet, it’s time for ‘the works’”, he would say.
 
That’s how I felt, only I hadn’t been flogged or anything.

     
“When Andrew’s away, Dominique can play.”
 
That’s the rule.
 
But when he’s at home, I need permission to readjust my bra, or to get my panties out of my ass!
 
Well maybe not
that
bad, but I’m
not
allowed to masturbate without his permission, and he was sound asleep right beside me.
 
Biting my lip and squirming, I wondered whether rubbing my nipples against the silk sheet covering us constituted masturbation.
 
It felt so nice.
 
I squeezed my thighs together.
 
God, I was so wet I just
had
to check.
 
I felt so
used
.
 
Just gently, I touched myself and all I felt was hot, wet slickness.
 
I quickly put my fingers in my mouth and cleaned them in case Andrew thought I’d been playing.
 
He’d know what was on my mind.
 
It was embarrassing enough thinking about how I reacted last night.
 
Being caught masturbating the very next morning was just
too
slutty.

     
Ignoring my blush, I checked the alarm clock and noticed it was due to go off in fifteen minutes.
 
I looked across at Andrew and watched him breathe.
 
He had such a nice broad back.
 
Quietly I snuggled up behind him and slid my hand very lightly, slowly down his side and over his hip.
 
He didn’t even stir.
 
Barely kissing his back, my hand went lower, down over his muscular thigh.
 
With my fingernails, I very gently came back up to his hip.