Here he was, tied up, naked, and this woman wanted him to call him Domina. What the fuck was going on?
"Who are you? What do you want from me?" Steve yelled out his confusion.
"It doesn't matter who I am. Tonight I shall be Domina and you, you dear Steve, are Our Guest," the voice replied.
Our guest, Steve was wondering what she could have meant by that. Was there more than one person? Who were these people? And what did they want with him? As he thought about it he grew certain that the giggles he'd heard earlier were from more than one person. Yet, apart from that there seemed to be no evidence that there was anyone other than him and Domina there.
"Who are you people?" he enquired. "And what do you mean I am your guest?" He was becoming more and more aware of how vulnerable his position really was.
As if in response a spotlight came on. His eyes had just started to get accustomed to the dark, but, he was blinded again by the bright light that was focused on him. He moved around and struggled to shelter his eyes from the harsh light but to no avail. Through squinted eyes was he finally able to catch glimpses of the spectacle spread before him.
It appeared to Steve that he was in some sort of circular brick room (a cellar perhaps). He was in the middle of the room on some kind of stage or platform. All around him were plush seats covered with red velvet. Steve noticed that some of the seats were oddly shaped but his eyes were still adjusting to the light so he couldn't make out things too clearly yet. What was obvious though was the sight of several women in various stages of undress around the platform. His gaze was soon transfixed on one he recognized as the girl he'd met earlier that evening- the angel faced Dominique. She wore leather panties and knee high stiletto-heeled boots. Her hair was pulled back into a harsh ponytail. Her nipples were looked unnaturally red as if they'd been painted with scarlet lipstick, A scowl plastered on her face now, she almost looked unrecognizable standing there playing with the whip in her hand.
"Domina?" asked Steve.
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"Domina...?" Steve was confirming as the woman before him bore little resemblance to the lost doe-eyed girl he had encountered outside the diner. He was still struggling to see through the spotlight induced daze. She smiled her acquiescence. At least that was how Steve interpreted the smirk he saw on her face. Only the movement of her lips helped him realize that she was talking to him however the words did not reach him. Throughout her eyes stayed on him as if burning him with her unwavering gaze. Now it appeared as if she addressing the other women around her. Two of the women standing immediately next to her nodded and purposefully moved toward Steve. They paused briefly at the edge of the platform and then stepped up one at a time.
Finally Steve got a better glimpse of the women holding him captive. The two women sent over by Domina were standing up on the platform next to Steve; like him, they too were bathed in light. He had a general sense that there were many more around but he couldn't see clearly beyond the platform and hence couldn't be sure how many they were. Steve studied the two women that stood in front of him at the moment. Both women were young and beautiful in their own unique way. The first was a petite blonde with a cute pixie face accentuated by a pixie haircut. She wore a little blue frock with white knee high socks. The second girl was a voluptuous redhead; she wore tight leather pants that seem to encase the ample flesh of her hips and thighs. On top her ample bosom struggled under the restraint of the white baby tee she was wearing. He thought he could make out her nipples. Steve's cock suddenly twitched at that realization. The movement was not lost on the two women especially since Steve was there completely naked and exposed before their searching eyes.
Both women kept their eyes on Steve and moved closer to each other. The pixie blonde (Pixie) bent over the busty redheaded (Red) and began to suck her nipple through the t-shirt. The fabric was quickly soaked and clearly displayed the large nipples beneath the fabric. Steve's cock twitched again.
"He likes that. Do it again," said Domina. Pixie obeyed and suckled the second nipple while the redheaded moaned and arched her back so she could feed the blonde as much of her tit as possible. Steve was embarrassed over how hard his cock was from watching the tiny blonde suck the busty redhead.
"Take it off," instructed Domina. The redhead smiled and walked closer to Steve. Her chest at level with his face- as he was crouched- she yanked off her tee. The jerky action made her boobs bounce perversely free and Steve's cock jumped again. It had been too long since he'd had sex and he couldn't even remember the last time he'd seen such a beautiful woman and the bounty of her chest was turning out to be a bit too much for Steve to keep a grip on himself or the situation.
"Would you like to fuck her tits?" Mesmerized by the delicious melons hanging just inches from his very dry mouth Steve did not realize that Domina had addressed him until she repeated her question. His jaw hanging open by now all he could manage was a nod of eager agreement. For a brief moment earlier he had feared that these women were going to torture him or do something worse and instead they were offering a tit-fuck, something he'd often fantasized about but never actually experienced.
"Get him ready." This time Domina addressed the pixie blonde. Pixie walked over to Steve and the redhead and then fell to her knees before Steve. Soon Steve felt himself encased within something warm and moist; Pixie had taken his dick into her little mouth and was drooling all over it. Steve though he was just going to shoot down her throat but then the redhead stepped in front of him as if to remind him of the task assigned to his cock. Red held his head and roughly pulled it down on her teat. She wanted him to suck her nipples and he greedily obliged. He felt his senses overwhelmed with all the sensations he was experiencing with these two women. And even though he struggled for breath- buried as his was in tit flesh- he was happier than he could ever remember being. He only wished his hands were free so he could squeeze the redhead's ass.