Dom's Wild Ride

It was another normal, but very hot Los Angeles day. Andre walked into his local coffee shop to escape the heat for a little while. The AC had gone out in his apartment complex two days ago and the window unit he had bought just wasn't cutting it. He needed a reprieve.

As soon as the cold air hit Andre's face, he breathed out a sigh of relief. Walking up to the counter, he greeted the barista. They had a vague rapport from his visits to the shop.

"Hey, could I get a cold brew?" Andre asked. The barista smiled and typed it into the POS. Andre paid and dropped a few dollars into the tip jar.

Andre sat down a few minutes later with his drink at an empty table in a corner and pulled out his phone. As he scrolled through social media, he didn't notice the cafe filling and emptying. As he took his last sip of his drink, Andre stood up and brought his empty glass to the counter and set it down. He walked toward the door and noticed a man sitting alone and nodded at him. The man watched Andre, but did not nod back. A small smile played on his lips as he watched Andre walk back out into the heat.

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A few days later, Andre's air had finally been fixed. No more sweating all night! In the mood for a latte, Andre walked back to the coffee shop and ordered a drink to go, with a muffin. While he waited for his order, he glanced around the shop and saw the man from the other day sitting against a window. Andre watched him for a minute, a little confused. He didn't seem like the LA "type"...but stranger things and all. Maybe he had just moved here. As Andre was pondering, the man looked up and caught Andre's stare. The same smile played on the man's lips, as if he knew something Andre didn't. A moment later, the man got up and left, turning the corner and disappearing into the crowd. Andre grabbed his order and headed out toward the park. It was a nice day and he could use some fresh air.

The park was pretty full, since the heat had calmed down some. Andre tore off a piece of his muffin and ate it. He closed his eyes briefly and groaned softly. It was so good, and still just the littlest bit warm. Andre smiled to himself and opened his eyes again. As he did, he jumped eleven feet in the air as the man from the coffee shop was seated next to him.

"Hello," the man said with a smile.

Andre stared at him in shock, and a little concern.

"My name is Dom."

Andre wasn't sure what to say. His mouth refused to form words and his brain had gone on strike.

"Uh. Um. I-. Hi..." Andre mumbled.

The man chuckled lightly, the sound smooth and deep. The sound sent a thrill through Andre.

"I've been watching you. You're a very attractive man. Tell me about yourself."

'Is this a dating show or something???,' Andre thought to himself. "Uh...what do you want to know?"

Dom tilted his head curiously. "Well, you can start with your name, even though we both know I know who you are, Andre."

Andre's heart skipped a beat. "Well, um...what else do you know?"

Dom watched Andre as if he were a toy he was playing with. As if Andre was his prey. "I know you're a Gemini. I know your favorite drink is a cold brew with Irish cream and a splash of oat milk. And I know that you began transitioning seven years ago, but you don't want anyone to know that."

Andre's heart was pounding and his legs had turned to jelly. Who the fuck was this man...? He got up to leave and head toward home, or the police department...Andre wasn't sure which yet. Dom watched him turn to go and waited til he got a few feet away before he stood up and followed him. Dom's hands slid into his pockets. A few minutes later, Andre was walking up the stairs to his apartment. When he reached the door, a card was sticking out between the door and the jamb. Andre grabbed it and read over it.

"DOM LA'TOLSTA

12472 Tenth St."

Andre turned it over and, on the back, the owner had handwritten: "Meet me at 11pm at the address on this card if you'd like me to change your life."

Andre's heart did a few flips. He pulled out his phone to Google the name on the card. To nobody's surprise, nothing showed up. Entering his apartment, Andre thought about the interaction at the park. He had no idea how this man could know anything about him but at the same time, he was intrigued and curious...and maybe a little turned on. The man was very handsome, after all. Almost too handsome, actually...

10pm rolled around and Andre tapped his foot anxiously. He decided to go check the address out, at least. He didn't have to go inside...he could just go, look, and leave. No harm in that...right?

He went and took a shower and shaved where it counted. Why? Who knows. Just in case? Sure. Why not.

By 10:50, Andre stood outside the building at 12472 Tenth St. It was a dark, nondescript building in a crumbling part of town. It looked deserted, with no cars nearby to indicate anyone was even there. 8 minutes later, the door creaked open seemingly on its own. Andre jumped a little but kept watching. To his own surprise, his dick also twitched a bit. He had entertained himself in the shower with fantasies of Mr. La'Tolsta, so he was kind of worked up. It has been a while, after all.

A minute later, at 10:59, Andre walked toward the building and the open door. He pushed the door open enough to slip inside and then shut it quietly behind him. As the door shut, floor lights popped on and electric candles flickered to life. The floor was covered in dark red carpet, and there was a stunning hand-carved banister to his left. The room was sizable, with a hand-carved fireplace on the far wall. Andre looked down the hallway, where the floor lights led. 'I must be crazy', he thought to himself. He slowly followed them, stepping lightly to avoid tripping. At the end of the hall, the lights led down a staircase into a dimly lit basement-type area. Andre walked down the carpeted stairs and into an immaculately finished basement. The lighting was still dim, but not so much that Andre couldn't see everything clearly.

The room was large and inviting, with white walls and black hard floors. The ceiling was all mirrors. There wasn't much in the way of furniture in the room, just a couple of couches and an armchair. They surrounded a coffee table set with tea service. The kettle was steaming, which felt like an invitation. Andre went to sit down and pour himself a cup. When he reached the sofas, Dom walked out of the shadows toward him.

"You came. I must say, I'm a bit surprised after the way you left earlier."

Andre couldn't place his accent but it was so sexy.

"You told me things about myself that I've never told anyone. What did you expect?" Andre responded.

"And yet, here you are."

Andre chuckled softly and sat down. "So who even are you?"

Dom smiled and sat across from him, folding his legs and sitting back. "I'm nobody important. However, I am the man who is hoping to change your life."

Andre snorted. This felt like the beginning of a terrible porno. Probably written by one of those teenybopper vampire authors.

Dom continued, "I'm an inventor. I create and market...enjoyment, if you will. I enjoy making people happy. Making them feel *good*."

Dom put a strange and sexy emphasis on "good". Andre shifted a little in his spot. "How good?", he answered flirtingly. Dom looked him up and down, seemingly taking Andre in. His eyes turned lustful and hungry.

"If you'd humor me...I'd like to show you something." Without waiting for an answer, Dom stood and walked toward a door in the corner that Andre had not seen earlier. He stopped just before turning the knob and looked back to see if Andre was following.

To his own surprise, he was. It was as if Andre's legs had taken on a mind of their own.

The knob turned and the doorway led into a small room, covered with the same red carpet as the foyer. The walls were painted a lovely shade of purple--not so dark as to make the room feel like it was closing in on Andre, but enough that it still felt cozy. An armchair sat on one end, with mahogany bookshelves covering the far wall. The chair was plush and velvety black. There was a mahogany side table next to the armchair that held a device Andre didn't recognize. Dom gestured behind Andre and he turned around. Behind him was a...machine? of some kind. Looking perplexed, Andre turned back to Dom, who was grinning hungrily.

"My masterpiece, my Mona Lisa and my Everest. I have been looking for the right person to test it for me and I had hoped it would be you. As I said, I create enjoyment, fun...pleasure. This beautiful feat of craftsmanship before you has been years in the making, meant to bring you to the height of pleasure in every way. It can read your body's signals, sense body language, and respond to verbal commands. The user would be completely unable to move and would be at the mercy of whoever is in control. In your case...me. What do you say, Andre? Will you help me?"

This couldn't be happening. A sex machine? Andre had had fantasies but never believed such a thing could be real.

The machine sat in a glass container. It was large and black with several arms coming out at various places, and several buttons on the far wall. In the middle was a chair a few feet off the ground, with an opening in the middle of the seat.

He looked back at Dom and nodded. Without another thought and before sense could get the best of him, Andres shirt was off and his shoes untied. Dom grabbed his arms and pushed him against the wall, kissing Andre deeply and hungrily. Oh god, he smelled good and tasted better. Andre moaned into the kiss. Dom's hands slid down toward Andre's belt and took it off and slid his jeans and jock down together. Andre's dick was already at full attention and aching for some release. Dom stepped back, admiring Andre. His hand went over the head of his dick ever so gently and mumbled to himself.

The machine took up most of the wall. It was large and imposing, but Andre couldn't wait. Dom opened a clear glass door that led into the case the machine sat in. Andre almost ran in and jumped into the chair. Dom pressed a few buttons behind him and a friendly female voice popped into life:

"Good evening, sir. Set machine to automatic or manual?"

"Good evening, Mona. Manual, please."

"Yes, sir. Have fun, Andre." Mona responded.

"Oh...uh.. thanks, Mona.." Andre responded.

At that, the machine began to whir softly to life. His chair laid back a bit and two arms came down and lifted Andre's legs gently into stirrups that rose from under the chair. The stirrups then tightened straps around his legs and spread them as wide as possible, just this side of comfortable. Andre's arms were then secured above his head in leather straps by the same two arms. The light dimmed a bit more. A third arm came to Andre's mouth and he saw a large dildo attached to it. It bumped against Andre's lips a couple times before he got the hint and opened his mouth. The dildo slowly slid in and out of Andre's mouth as he worked his tongue across the head and shaft, getting it wet. A moment later, the dildo left his mouth and a gag took its place. Another leather strap was secured around Andre's mouth to hold the gag in place.

By this point, Andre's pussy was on fire. He could feel his hole dripping into the seat and wanted nothing more than to be filled with something. A final arm wrapped a blindfold over Andre's eyes and the world went dark. Every nerve on his body felt like a firework about to shoot off. Every sensation was incredible. The seat beneath Andre opened up a bit further to fully expose his pussy and ass. He felt two clamps pull his pussy lips open and he moaned softly into the gag.

Across the room, Dom sat with his legs crossed and the device on his lap. The controller was about the size of a small laptop with several buttons, knobs and gadgets attached that controlled every aspect of his machine. Now that he had Andre fully restrained, the fun could begin. Dom pushed a button on the controller. The machine whirred and an arm with three fingers rose on either side of Andre's legs. Gently, it pressed the fingers against Andre's feet and slid up and down. Andre began to try to jerk his feet away from the tickling but couldn't move. The machine continued for a few more seconds before the arms receded. The fingers moved up his legs and were pointy but not painful. They brushed over his thighs, causing him to shudder, and passed so closely by his pussy and up his torso and chest. There they stopped for a few agonizing moments. Andre needed to be touched everywhere by anything. After a few torturous moments, the hands began to move back down the same route. When they reached Andre's feet again, they tickled him again for a few moments. While Andre was kicking and attempting to get away, another arm slapped his thigh with a riding crop. Andre screamed against the gag, but his pussy dripped through the hole. A few seconds later, a second slap drowned out the sensation of tickling. A few in rapid succession, and then everything stopped. Andre relaxed and breathed hard, feeling a bit worn already but eager for more.

The machine moved his legs and arms and lifted Andre into the air, exposing his ass to the open air. A second later, SLAP! from the crop. He felt it rub against his ass before another painful SLAPSLAPSLAPSLAPSLAP! Andre screamed in both pleasure and pain. The scream turned into a moan as the crop again rubbed against his sensitive skin. This continued for what seemed like years. The crop rubbed once more against his skin but this time, travelled a bit further south. It rubbed gently against the tip of Andre's hard, angry cock and then very gently bapbapbap bapbapbap bapbapbap against it. Not hard enough to hurt much, but enough to stimulate his painfully erect dick. Christ, how long had it been since Andre got laid...the crop then moved back up to slap his ass until it was red and tender.

The machine then paused for a few more minutes to allow Andre to catch his breath. It turned Andre so his ass and pussy faced Dom. Dom grinned and rubbed his hard cock through his pants. Andre was so ready and needy. Dom decided to try one of the preset modes. He wanted to be closer to the action, to really watch Andre be used by his creation.

The machine set Andre back down in the chair but laid him back almost prone. His legs and arms still bound and spread, an arm with a small, soft tube moved toward Andre's pussy. It stopped to collect some of the juice gathered around Andre's pussy and then gently pressed itself over Andre's dick and began to suck. His entire body tensed at the sudden pleasure as the tube sucked his dick expertly. He was so wet. The same dildo from earlier then came back and slid into Andre's desperate hole and thrust in and out at an increasing rate, gauging his reactions. Dom walked into the room and removed the gag. He needed to hear Andre's moans and whines.

"Yes! Yes! Oh god, yes! Fuck me harder, please! I need it so bad!" Andre yelled at the machine, who obliged. The sucking became harder and the dick thrust faster and harder into his pussy. Andre moaned and screamed louder as his body began to tense. Dom knew an orgasm was imminent.

A few moments later, Andre moaned loudly and his entire body tensed as an incredible orgasm ripped through his body. The machine didn't slow. The thrusting continued and Andre objected for a moment before catching his second wind. The dildo then stopped and pulled out of his sloppy cunt. Andre whined and begged it to come back. Obliging, Andre felt another dick press into his entrance. It was larger and longer and stretched his walls in all the right ways. He could feel the veins and nubs rub against his g-spot and whined.

"Oohhh...oh, daddy, yes..." he whimpered.

Dom dropped his pants and boxer briefs and began to stroke himself to the scene before him. The dildo began to thrust again, harder and faster, allowing Andre to adjust to the size. The suction continued. He got so hard listening to the juicy slap of the dildo into his pussy, to the way he shivered when the suction began...yes. This was what he had dreamed of.

As he watched Andre buck into the pleasure, he felt the beginnings of an orgasm stir. He hoped Andre would come again, Dom wanted to hear his moans and whines when he came. He worked his head and played with his balls. The pressure continued to build as he got closer.

"Oohhh...daddy, I'm going to cum all over your massive daddy dick...please don't stop...oh, Dom, please fuck me, fuck my wet boy pussy..." Andre whimpered. Dom's breath caught as his hand flew over his cock and sprayed rope after rope of cum onto the glass. He panted against the glass, trying to catch his breath. The machine became quiet as Andre came for the final time. His arms and legs were released and the blindfold removed.

"Please take your time. We hope you enjoyed your stay. Come back soon." Mona said over the intercom.

A while later, they were both clean, dressed and sitting on the sofa, drinking tea.

"So, what did you think?" Dom asked.

Andre just looked at him sleepily and smiled. Dom chuckled.

"I...want to continue to test and expand the offerings of the machine. I'll need someone to continue testing it for me..."

"Yes." Andre replied immediately.

Dom met his gaze. "This would be a full time endeavor. I'll provide room and board, clothing, food, whatever you need."

"Yes", Andre replied again. Dom smiled and nodded.

"I'll have my people draw up a contract then and have your belongings moved here ASAP."

Andre nodded and finished his tea.

"Let me show you your wing."