Femdom

Nicole's In Charge: A Femdom Story

It surprised Matt when Jennifer, a friend in the bondage community, called and invited him to a small play party at the home she shared with Jim, her submissive husband. She told him she had a woman she wanted him to meet.

Oh God. Not another blind date, he thought.

He didn't want to say no to friends like Jennifer and Jim. They had been financial planning clients in his business for years. and became dear friends. They were 24/7 BDSM players and always put on interesting scenes.

They told him to come around four in the afternoon and they would play for a while and then have dinner and resume playing after dinner. He grumbled to himself about the long drive from Encino where he lived to Altadena up above Pasadena. Jim and Jennifer both worked in astrophysics and lived close to JPL where they worked.

Forty minutes on the freeway if he was lucky. His luck ran out when there was a big rig accident when he was only halfway there. He called and let them know he was stuck in traffic and would be a half hour late,

So, when he showed up at their door, feeling stressed and upset from fighting the traffic, he experienced a major shift in his attitude when a stunning woman in a fetish costume opened the door, he froze in his tracks, unable to speak.

"I take it you're here for the party, yes?" she said.

"Yes, yes I am," he stuttered.

"Would you like to come in?" She held the door open.

Matt was trying to get his heart rate down as he stumbled through the doorway. He couldn't stop staring at her. She was tall, but still below his six-foot frame. Her white-blond hair framed a classic Nordic face, high cheekbones and bright blue eyes. Athletic, with toned legs in knee-high boots, a leather miniskirt, and a trim waist in a bustier that pushed her breasts up. She gave off an aura of confidence and looked at him with a smile in her eyes.

Wow! This is the complete package.

"I'm Nicole," she said and stuck out her hand.

Matt took her hand and felt a surge of energy. He had to take a breath before he could talk.

"I'm Mattias Cormier. Please call me Matt, and it's very nice to meet you."

"Come on back and we can talk for a minute before Jennifer and Jim come out. They're getting costumed. Can I get you anything to drink?"

"Some water would be nice."

"Fizzy or flat?"

"Flat, please."

Walking to the kitchen to get the water, she paused briefly at the doorway and glanced back to see him staring at her. She smiled, knowing her magic was working. Jennifer was waiting for her in the kitchen and asked, "What do you think? Do you like him?"

"God, Jennifer, give me a break. I just met him. He is handsome, but he seems a little shy."

Jennifer chuckled, "That's not the Matt I know. The other couple we invited aren't coming. Jim is tired, so we'll leave everything for the two of you to get together. Use the playroom if you want."

"Okay, let me get back to him and I'll see what I think."

As soon as Nicole was gone, Matt took a deep breath and told himself,

get a grip here buddy. You're acting like a shy high school geek with a crush on the prom queen. Now charm this woman. She is sooo hot.

Nicole was smiling as she came through the door. "Here's your water, sir."

"I have to smile when somebody calls me, sir."

"Do a lot of people call you sir?"

"They used to. I was a Captain in the Air Force."

"Really? What did you do in the Air Force?"

"I flew F-16s in the Gulf Wars."

"That sounds dangerous. Did you get shot at?"

"Yeah, but I never got hit."

"Do people still call you sir?"

"Only in a scene when I'm dominating them."

"I guess that means you're not submissive."

"Definitely not submissive, however, I'm a sensation junkie. So, I do occasionally switch and bottom. What about you? Are you submissive?"

"I'm very much a Domme. My husband was submissive to me."

Matt felt a little disappointed. He was already fantasizing about the things he would like to do to her. "You said was. Are you divorced?"

"He died five years ago," she said as she blinked and turned away.

"That is so sad. Was his passing sudden?"

"I don't want to talk about that. I want to talk about you and me.

"Okay, then."

"Since you're a friend of Jennifer and Jim, you automatically have some trustworthiness. So, I want to ask you a very important question." Nicole paused and looked into his eyes and said, "Will you bottom for me?"

"I would very much like to bottom for you, with some limits. Tell me what you have in mind," said Matt, as his heart rate jumped up another notch.

I hope I can give her what she wants. She's such a winner.

"I want to see you naked, give you some flogging and see what you can take. I plan to edge you many times without letting you orgasm. How does that sound?"

"Sounds like a plan to me. Shall we start?"

"Let's go to the playroom. No one else is coming, so we have it all to ourselves,"

No one else is coming. This sounds more and more like a set-up. Thank you, Jennifer.

The playroom was a fully equipped dungeon. Rows of whips, floggers, and paddles hung on one wall, just above an old-fashioned umbrella stand that held about twenty different canes. There was a beautiful, polished wood St. Andrews cross on another wall, a couch that looked like it could be a bed. About two thirds of the way into the room there was a heavy beam on the ceiling that reached across the room. A cable with a hook on the end hung from the beam and ran to a winch on the wall post. Perfect for suspending someone. There was a bondage bench, a padded sawhorse looking piece that had padded shelves running along both sides so that one could kneel on the shelves and rest their torso along the top.

"Before we start, do you have any hard limits?" Nicole asked.

"Just a few. No cutting, burning or otherwise marking my body. No golden showers or scat, and no breath play. I love prolonged tease and denial, and I don't want to have an ejaculatory orgasm. That's it."

"I can work with that. So, get naked and present yourself," Nicole commanded.

Matt quickly stripped out of his clothes and stood in front of her with his legs spread, hands behind his back and his cock standing at attention. Nicole looked him over, checking out his abs, no six-pack, but trim. Nice definition in his arms and legs. He was clean shaven and had no hair on his body below his neck.

She moved into his space, standing just in front of him and said, "Don't move. Stay exactly as you are." She reached up and took his face in her hands and pulled him down and kissed him. She licked his lips with her tongue, and he opened his mouth to let her in. As she probed his mouth with her tongue, she rubbed her vulva on his thigh. She gripped his cock, gave it a squeeze, and then cupped his balls.

Matt moaned. Liquid fire was racing through his veins. His cock was throbbing in her grip and his testicles were trying to climb into his body as if he was on the brink of orgasm. She stepped back and a string of saliva stretched from his mouth to hers. She looked like a wolf studying its prey as she licked it from her lips.

My God. What is she doing to me.

"Nice to see this cock standing so proudly. I'm glad you don't have one of those porno monster cocks. This will do nicely." She said.

"Thank you."

Nicole stepped back and dropped her mini skirt, revealing her pussy that was hairless except for a small tuft of hair just above her pubic bone. She took her breasts out of the bustier cups and the sight of those soft globes inflamed him even further. Her breasts were more than a handful and her hard nipples begged to be sucked.

God, this woman is a work of art. Got to have her.

"Close your eyes and put your hands behind your back, wrists to elbows. I want to have a close look at you," she said.

She began by running her hands over his chest and tweaking his nipples, causing him to moan.

"Your nipples are very responsive and stick out nicely. Have you been training them?

"I have. I enjoy keeping them teased and erect."

"What do you do to them?"

"I have these suction cups, and I use the suction to pull them out."

"Have you thought about having them pierced?" she asks.

"I have thought about it, but I don't really want that. I know that the women I've been with who have pierced nipples play with the piercings and get good sensation from that. But when I'm with those women, I like to suck on their nipples because it's great for arousal, however I find the metal in those nipples off-putting, sort of unnatural."

Nicole pinched his nipples and twisted them until she saw him wince. She backed off and then teased the nipples gently and he moaned. "You like that?" she said.

"Oh yeah, that feels great."

She continued checking him out, reaching down to cup his testicles. She knelt in front of him and wrapped her fingers around his scrotum and pulled down, without squeezing those tender orbs. His cock bobbed up and down as she played. "Do you like this?" she asked.

"God yes. it really turns me on."

With his scrotum stretched out it pulled all the foreskin away from the coronal glans. His cock was pointing straight out. She knelt and took the head of his cock into her mouth. Using her tongue, she licked the underside of his cock and with a well-practiced motion, she took his whole cock deep into her mouth and held it there until she had to breathe. Matt was moaning and starting to pump into her mouth, and she stopped him with a powerful squeeze to his balls.

"Just relax and let me have you or I'll stop completely." She said.

Her mouth formed and perfect 'O' and her tongue covered her lower lip as she popped the head of his cock in and out for three strokes and then slid it in deep. When she got him to the edge of orgasm, she stopped sucking him and began to slap his cock back and forth until his arousal subsided.

"Bend over and spread your ass cheeks," she commanded.

When he positioned himself as she asked, she said, "Now put a finger from each hand into your anus and pull it open as much as you can."

When he spread his back hole she said, "Now use two fingers."

God. She really is taking control.

When he did that, she asked, "Is it clean inside? Did you flush it out?"

"Yes."

"So, when I peg you and pull my dildo out of your ass, it will be clean enough for you to lick?"

"Well, yes it will, but for simple health reason, I would decline to do that."

"No worries. I wouldn't ask you to do that. I was just messing with your head. Try this. Pull your scrotum back as far up your ass crack as you can."

He does.

"Now, see how much of your scrotum you can stuff up your anus. Use the fingers of one hand to spread your anus and use the fingers of the other hand to push your scrotum up there."

This is a new trick. Never thought of this before.

He gets a half inch of scrotum in his anus, but it falls right out.

"It won't stay in."

"I can see that. It's just something you can do. My husband told me that when he woke up to pee at night, and got back in bed, he would push as much of his scrotum into his anus as he could. If he was lying on his side, it would stay in. He said it almost always put him back to sleep as soon as he did it."

"Maybe I'll give that a try."

"Let's get you on the cross. Put these cuffs on your wrists and ankles." she said.

Matt got into position facing the cross, and she came up and clipped him in. She started rubbing him with her hands and stroking his cock, which was harder than ever and leaking pre-cum. Without saying another word, she went over to her bag and pulled out a deerskin flogger.

"I'm going to flog your back. I'll start slowly and see how hard we can go."

Nicole started using a butterfly pattern on his upper back, gradually increasing the strength of the strokes and the tempo.

Matt felt like he could take what she was giving him for a long time. His back got tender after a while, but not even close to his limit. He sensed she was tiring and sure enough, her strokes slowed to a stop. The next thing he felt was the strands of the flogger coming up between his legs and wrapping up to hit his cock, almost like a caress. The sensation on his cock was thrilling.

I never dreamed that whipping my cock could turn me on so much. Can I cum like this?

She continued that stroke on his cock, and he felt himself getting close to orgasm. When she saw his hips moving, she resumed flogging his back, and his arousal level dropped enough that cumming was no longer a danger. Matt could feel her energy and knew there was a deeper connection developing with her. She was behind him and still reading his energy.

"Remember, no cumming without permission, understood?"

"Yes, ma'am."

Nicole continued to alternate between the soft strokes between his legs to his cock, and the harder strokes on his back.

Matt slipped into an altered state. The strokes on his back, no longer painful, kicked in his endorphins like a runner's high. The strokes on his cock tantalizing him to higher level of arousal. His hips thrusting and his moans were like a cat purring.

She could see that he was having trouble standing. She could feel his level of arousal was overwhelming him, so she dropped her flogger and hugged him from behind. "Relax now. Let's get you sitting on the couch."

He let her help him down to the couch, still feeling that ecstasy and feeling disconnected from reality. She put her arms around him and pulled his head to her breasts and gently stroked his face. "You did that so well. I'm really impressed. Let me get you some water and then we can cuddle some more."

Matt sat up as she got up to get the water. He was coming back into present time.

Incredible, she knows what she is doing. I don't want to be a sub, but I want more of this. More of her.

She gave him a large glass of water. "Drink all of that."

He gulped it down and felt a little less lightheaded.

"Would you like something stronger?"

"No. this is perfect. What I'd like is more of you."

She took the glass from him and said, "Scoot down so your butt is on the edge of the seat."

He slid forward and she straddled him, pinning his arms to his side with her knees. She leaned forward, took his face in her hands, and kissed him. Matt could feel her passion and returned the kiss with as much ardor as he could. He wanted to caress her, but this hands were pinned and he could only moan in frustration. She was definitely in control.

"Remember, I told you I was going to edge you and not let you cum?"

"I do."

"Well, get ready for more edging, and no cumming. Don't move your hands. Just stay as you are and let me use you."

She slid down and spread her labia so that her clit was rubbing against his frenulum, that tender part on the underside of his cock. As she rocked back and forth, grinding her clit against him. She moved her thighs and said, "Put your thumbs and fore fingers on my nipples, squeeze them gently and twirl them."

Matt found her nipples as hard as rocks and rotated them between his thumb and index finger. It didn't take long before she started growling and grinding harder as her orgasm built. He was right on the brink of orgasm himself and began a series of PC clenches that helped channel the energy up to his heart.

I can do this

.

I can send all this energy to her and keep from ejaculating.

She came with a shout that would wake the neighbors. Her whole body was quivering, and she kept grinding and shaking. She started sobbing and laughing and she leaned in to kiss him again as her body kept quivering and shaking with the energy running up and down her spine.

He wrapped his arms around her and stroked her as she slowly came down. He held her gently in his arms, knowing that hormones were flooding her body and she needed time to adjust. After ten or fifteen minutes, he wasn't sure of the time, because time had stopped for both of them. "Can I get you a warm cloth, tissue, glass of water, anything?"

"Just hold me for a few more minutes and then yes to all of that." She snuggled up so her head was on his shoulder. Their chests were connected, and they could each feel the loving energy flowing between their hearts. "I had no idea of how much I needed this. You were wonderful."

"I felt very connected to you. I want more of you, and I want to make love to you."

"I want that too, but you're going to have to earn that."

"What do you mean?"

"I want you to show me how much you will submit to me and suffer a little for me before you can have the privilege of making love to me."

Oh shit. She wants to turn me into a sub. I've got to play along if I want more.

"Tell me what you want me to do."

"Do you have any hard limits, Matt?"

"I have a few, no scat, no blood, no permanent marking, no cutting, no bodily harm that would cause an impairment. Everything is safe and consensual. That's it. Oh, one more thing, I don't like to ejaculate, unless I specifically say that I want to."

"I can work with that. I want you to come to my house next Saturday. Be willing to give yourself to me to play with as I see fit until I'm ready to have you make love to me in the way I want you to. Can you do that?"

"No question. I'm in."

"I'll see you next Saturday at 2:00 pm."

~

In the week between their meetings, Matt and Nicole had long phone conversations. They discussed their histories, likes and dislikes, spirituality, art, music, even sports. There were some differences and many commonalities. She didn't watch sports. He watched Formula One and tennis. She liked rom-coms and thrillers. He liked them as well but he also liked Viking adventures, and stories of medieval warriors, which didn't interest her.

When Matt arrived at Nicole's house in old Pasadena, he was impressed with the size and elegance. He knew from Google maps that there was a sizeable back yard that matched the manicured front yard. He figured the property tax alone would be more than most people's mortgage, not to mention the cost of the gardener, and housekeeper. Seems like her late husband left her pretty well off.

She instructed him to go to her playroom, take off all his clothes, and kneel in front of her throne chair. He assumed the kneeling, submissive position, knees spread as far apart as he could, hands resting on his thighs, palms up.

He looked around at what she called her playroom. The first thing he noticed was that there was no black in the room. Everything was earth tones, natural woods, and colors. There were even plants hanging in corners. The room had a beautifully finished wooden St. Andrew's Cross and a massage table with attachment points. A bondage bench, like a sawhorse, for flogging and sex, and a rope and pulley system for suspension. Her throne was a leather upholstered chair with fat leather armrests that extended out a little further than the body of the chair.

Clenching his PC muscles, building the sexual charge, anticipating that whatever she would want to do to him would take him higher into that transcendent space. He remembered the deep phone conversations they had, discussing Tantra and sexual spirituality. Few women he'd met could go that deep. Could there be some potential for a deeper relationship here? That thrilled him even more. She was smart and great looking, a superb catch.

She came into the room and stood before him, naked. Her beautiful, trim figure accented her hairless pussy that had a tiny patch of hair on her mons. A hint of pink inner labia showed through her outer lips, right at his eye level, calling to him. His cock throbbing at the sight of her.

Noticing his twitching cock, she said, "It seems you like what you see."