Retraining the Dom (14 page)

Olivia jumped
out of his arms and stood in the middle of the pool. He wondered if this was
the end of their relationship. Would she stay or go? Did she really have faith
in him? It was no longer Dom against
Domme
, but
Domme
against her sub self.

Her voice was
shaky. “Believe it or not, I’ve never done anal before, although I have
inserted many a plug. That was what you had in mind for DP, wasn’t it?”

He moved to
stand before her. Without her shoes on she was several inches shorter than he
was, for a change. “It was, but we can do cock in mouth as well as pussy. Not
everyone can take anal, as you know.” Actually it was quite common for Dominants
not to do anal as it was regarded as being a very submissive thing to do.

“Hmm.
Why
not? Let’s try it.” Trey had come to realize that Olivia could not be forced to
do something, but when she was ready she tried it wholeheartedly.

Mike
fortuitously chose that moment to enter. Trey waved him in. The other Dom was
also in his forties and had the same level of experience. The difference was,
while Trey looked hard and dominant, Mike was bald and looked like a kindly
bank manager, the antithesis of his profession as a wrestler. However, he was
also very tall and solid, which was exactly what Trey needed for his plan to
work.

“Excellent
timing.
You know each other, so no introductions are needed. For your information,
Mike, Olivia has agreed to this.” He looked at the woman in front of him. “Is
your safe word still windmill?”

She nodded,
seemingly reluctant to look at the newest arrival in the room.

The other Dom
crouched down. “Olivia, look at me.” He waited until she did. “I know this is a
lesson for Trey to show he can share nicely. You’ve done a great job so far.”
She relaxed a little. Trey knew her well enough now to recognize the signs: her
shoulders lowered, the tension in her face eased, her fingers unclasped.

“In that case,
let’s get this scene underway.
Mike, when you’ve finishing
undressing, grab the lube and sit on the edge.”
He saw the other man was
making short work of getting naked, eager to do this as he was. Looking back at
Olivia Trey reached to her head to remove the barrette letting her dark hair
run loose.

“I don’t often
see it like this.” Trey combed his fingers through her soft, slightly wavy tresses.

“That’s because
it makes me more severe and
Domme
-like when I tie it
back.”

Trey shook his
head. “Oh, you don’t have any problems with that. It’s more of a challenge to
bring out your submissive side. And Mike is now ready so take a step back,
crouch down, and rest your head and shoulders on his knees. Then let your legs float.
Mike will hold you to stop you floating away.”

Without another
word Olivia did as he asked, although it took a little maneuvering for Mike to
fully support Olivia’s large body. When she was settled with Mike clasping her
shoulders, Trey reached out and gathered Olivia’s floating legs, separating
them so they were either side of his body as he stepped between and gripped her
knees.

“Are you all
right,
Livvy
?”

There was a
small smile on her lips, and her face looked surprisingly tranquil. “I trust
you guys. Besides which, it’s rather nice to let someone else shoulder the
burden for a change.”

That told him
everything he needed to know, and he pushed her knees up and back so that he
was flush with her pussy. “Lock your legs around me.”

Holding her butt
firmly, Trey probed with his erect cock seeking entry and pressed forward.
Olivia’s body was like her personality, he noted. The
Domme
resisted at first, and then gave way to the submissive. He was aware the moment
her body relaxed allowing him to thrust into her lovely wetness.

His fingers dug
into her luscious butt, steadying her against his plunges, her large breasts
bouncing each time he pushed in. It didn’t take long before she began to moan.
Trey changed his motion to a circular action. He knew that, while she liked
this, it was simply pleasant rather than erotic. Olivia was someone who needed
fast, hard, long thrusts.

“
Treyyyy
!
I was coming on nicely there.”

“I know. I’m
keeping you on edge.”

Her eyes, which had
closed as she relaxed, opened again and gave him a look of “bastard”. It wasn’t
an unfriendly insult, but it certainly wasn’t submissive. He responded by
pulling out so only the tip of his cock remained within.

“
Noooo
.
I’m sorry. Please…”

That was enough,
and he pushed back into her going to the hilt, knowing now that her really
sensitive spots were far back inside her. Olivia suddenly clenched her knees
against Trey’s torso as he rode her. Ripples of an orgasm went through her.

“Jeez,
Olivia.
Stop digging your nails into me!” cried Mike.

Trey rolled his
eyes at the other Dom’s predicament as Olivia came down to earth.

“Okay, it’s time
for the next stage.
Livvy
, keep your legs locked, and
reach up putting your arms around my neck, then sit up. Don’t worry. I’ll hold
you, and the water will support you.”

Mike helped push
Olivia into place until she was upright with Trey standing in the deepest part
of the pool, before stepping in to join them.

“Hey,
Olivia.
I was enjoying the look of your tat from upside down. I now see it is around
the back, too. Nice one.” He stroked her lower back where the tail feathers of
the phoenix finished.

She hissed and
sat up in Trey’s arms who staggered back a step trying to hold her weight.

“Shit, Mike,
don’t do that! She’s heavy enough.”

The other Dom apologized.
“Sorry, didn’t know she was ticklish.” He
moved his hands lower down. Trey could feel him caressing Olivia's
backside, running his fingers along her crack as their hands touched every now
and then. When Olivia dug into his shoulders and tightened her legs
around him Trey grinned.
Yep, she likes
that.
He shifted his hands, one around her lower back and the other on her
neck so that Mike could work unrestricted.

"Close your eyes,
Livvy
. Don't think,
just enjoy the sensations."

"
Okayyy
." She was a little
reluctant, but did as Trey suggested. Meanwhile, he could tell Mike was rubbing
around Olivia's anal rim.

"Yikes.
Ooo
,
oooo
.
Gently ... please."
Both men laughed at her last comment, said almost after the fact.

Mike spoke so that Trey could be aware of his actions. "I'm inserting
one
very
lubed
finger."

"Are you okay, Olivia?" Trey immediately asked
,
needing to be sure she was fine with this.

Her voice was a little strained when she spoke. "Yes, it feels
weird.
Like I want to poo."

"For God's sake, don't do that in here, or Sean will disbar all of
us for life."

When Olivia joined in chuckling Trey could feel the tension in her body
ease up, and he nodded to Mike.

"Two fingers," Mike said softly.

Olivia started panting gently. Trey moved his hand from her neck to cup
her head and leaned in to kiss her temple. He only intended it to be a sign of
encouragement, but he couldn't resist continuing down her cheek to her
trembling mouth and was gratified when she kissed back, opening her mouth wide
to receive his tongue.

"Three fingers."

Her arms moved around his neck to hold on tight, although it also meant
she pulled away slightly from Mike. However, this seemed to work to the other
man's advantage as Trey was aware of him moving into position, slipping a
condom on and getting his cock into place.

"Once more unto the breach, dear
friends."

Trey shook his head. He had forgotten Mike was a Shakespeare freak.
However, this thought was instantly replaced as the other Dom moved inside the
woman between them.

 
Shit, this
is tight.
Trey wondered if Olivia could take them both and
was patently aware that he had never considered this with subs in the past, but
then he had generally chosen subs who were very experienced and for whom pain
wasn’t a problem.

"How is it?" Olivia hadn't said anything, but her body was
rather tense and she was shaking.
“
Livvy
!”

She was very breathy when she responded. "I'm okay."

"Well, that's good because I'm in, and it feels marvellous," said
Mike dryly.

Trey was glad. He was now getting used to the sensation of another man's
cock pressing against the thin wall separating both passages. The few times
he'd done DP sharing a woman with another man, he'd always been somewhat
unsettled.

Enough of Mike leading the way.
It was his turn. "Good. Now, Mike, can you
get your hands under Olivia's thighs?
Livvy
, let go
of me, and lean back on Mike.” He smiled into her startled face. “I didn't say
you could open your eyes." She looked soft, vulnerable, and trusting. It surprised
him, and yet didn’t. He flicked some water into her face making her close them.

"Bastard."

"Were you swearing at me? I might have to tell Mike to drop
you."

"
Noooo
.
Don't do that. I'm sorry." Her relaxed tone
as she said this told him she wasn't really, but he wasn't bothered. She would
have known he had no intention of carrying his threat out. He would never have
taken this from his subs in the past, but found he enjoyed being with someone who
gave as good as she got.

Mike had done as he asked and took Olivia’s weight as she rested against
him. This gave Trey the opportunity to reach over and switch on the bubbles in
the tub. It started instantly, and Olivia hummed her delight.

Trey turned back. He'd had to pull out of her as he did that but eased
back in easily, taking hold of her butt and starting a gentle thrusting motion.
Mike staggered back a step with the weight of Olivia being pushed up against
him, but a nod from the other Dom confirmed he was okay. Then Mike, too, began
moving, and the two started a seesaw motion, one up, one down with Olivia as
the central post. Mike was only an inch or two shorter than Trey, so it was a
fairly even movement.

Olivia’s hands clasped Trey’s forearms, holding onto the ring in his cuffs
as he held her to him, her heels pressing into the small of his back. He
widened his legs to support their combined weight.

 The water surged over the rim of the tub as they rocked back and
forth. It was like a warm, stormy sea, and the siren between the two men was
moaning, begging them to go faster. Trey relished the fabulous sensations, the
friction as Mike rubbed against him as he moved and Olivia quivering violently
as she rose on the crest of her orgasm.

Trey hoped Mike was ready because he couldn’t hold on any longer, and he
didn’t mean holding the weight of the woman he cared for more than anyone else
in the world. Spurting into her Trey yelled his release, just as Olivia bucked
wildly, her screech reverberating around the tiles, and Mike swearing volubly
as he, too, climaxed.

His legs trembling, chest heaving, Trey released Olivia into the water,
gently pulling out of her as Mike did the same. No-one said anything. Words
were too exhausting. He just enfolded her in his arms, while the other Dom
leaned against the side.

After a minutes Mike got out to dress and with a cheery wave left them.

Trey was on top of the world. He had the woman he loved, and she was
submissive to him. He nibbled her neck as his hands stroked her back. She
seemed a little tense, but he put it down to the intensity of the ride.

“So, little sub of mine. What’s next?”

Olivia bristled and pulled forcibly away. There was a hardened look on
her face, and she clambered out. What was wrong? He thought she had enjoyed the
scene.

She was trembling. “The next step is for me to tell Sean you have finished
your retraining.”

“Olivia?”
What’s going on?

Practically running
to the door, she grabbed a robe to pull on as she ignored her clothes, but didn’t
turn around to look at him.

“You’ve passed with
flying colors, but no more submission from me. It’s time to become a
Domme
again.” Her voice broke. “Goodbye, Trey.”

Epilogue

Olivia was
sitting in Sean’s office, her head resting on her forearms on the desk, and she
was crying.

Sean's first
thought was that this was almost déjà vu from when Lucas and Annabel were in
his office at the termination of her training. But this was the turn of Olivia
now. All it needed was for Trey to turn up, he ruefully thought.