It has been some time since I wrote, and I apologize, but I believe that my schedule is a bit more regular, which will enable me to give the proper time to this series and others, both published and in the works. As always, all characters are 18 in this fictional tale of fantasy. If any of the characters reflect a person in real life, then it is merely coincidence and not based on a person I may know or have encountered.
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The beads of perspiration that glistened on the strikingly beautiful Asian woman's face was only eclipsed by the arousal in her dark eyes as the riding crop completed the last of forty strokes. With her chest heaving and pussy dripping, the aroused Domme stared quizzically at the beaten figure before her. Scott, her newest conquest, continued to grasp the cuffs that hung above him after stoically taking his punishment for not asking permission to taste his owner. Between each lash, Kim explained his indiscretions. He had taken it upon himself to enjoy the delight of her sweet musk, serving selfish impulses instead of asking permission. Remarkably, he received his punishment with no need for the restraints to be secured. Scott presented himself for punishment by immediately grasping the cuffs dangling from above, silently summoning his owner to deftly paint his body with welts.
Kim stared excitedly, amazed by his endurance. She even tickled her sadistic fancy, having doubled the initial twenty lashes when Scott did not emit the anticipated cries and pleas for her to have mercy. No other underling had endured so much in so little time without being diminished to a blubbering, pathetic shell of himself or herself. Yet, this one, her newest pet, proved to be resolved in will, broken to a point, but steadfast in his need to remain composed. Scott possessed an inner strength that most Dominants would try to break, but Kim had recognized this trait during their initial encounter at Joan's and she chose to go about bending it to her will ever since, ensuring not to break the strong young man totally. After all, Kim did not want anything less than a strong man, well endowed, muscled, confident, and hopelessly indentured to her.
"Charlotte, tend to our slave's lashes, and then both of you report to my bedroom."
"Yes, Mistress," responded the lithe and beautiful brunette switch.
Witnessing her lover and domme administer the sadistic and calculated onslaught, Charlotte's panties were saturated. She was equally as amazed as Charlotte with Scott's stoic demeanor and discipline. Tears streamed down his cheeks, yet Scott remained standing, clutching the dangling cuffs above him, as if frozen to them even though the weight of his body pulled at his straining shoulder muscles. Fixed in his vulnerable position, his battered flesh involuntarily spasmed, throbbed, and pulsed as blood rushed to the welts from Kim's measured beating.
Scott winced as Charlotte faced him and reached her arms around his torso up under his arms. She gently eased the strain on his shoulders as his chest fell upon her shoulders, with his face landing in the crux of her neck, inhaling the sweet smell of her hair. Charlotte had braced herself, absorbing the bulk of the beaten man's upper body as his hands finally released their grip on the cuffs above, collapsing on the beautiful Domme in training. The excited brunette guided the battered well muscled man to sit on the edge of the bed, relieving most of the pressure on his legs. Charlotte attempted to pull away, but Scott instinctively clutched her tighter, finally breaking down in heaving sobs,his face burrowed into her neck, grasping tightly in a vain attempt to find solace in the beautiful and toned woman's arms.
Charlotte stroked the young man's hair, kissing the top of his head, hugging him back firmly and rocking with him as if he was a newborn. Their embrace lasted for a few minutes as Scott found a newfound comfort in the brunette Domme's reassuring touch. Scott's crying abated and Charlotte was finally able to guide his weight off of her upper body. Brushing the dampened hair from his eyes, Charlotte smiled broadly, tenderly kissed the tears off of each cheek and then kissed the submissive passionately. Her gentle touch and the scent of her arousal pacified Scott. As their tongues exchanged a passion of sorts, a familiar warmth grew inside of Scott. The gentle touch, arousing smell of her excited sex, and the electric feeling of her body energized the nearly broken man.
After a few moments, Charlotte reassuringly guided him off the dungeon bed and up the stairs to her bedroom. Ironically, it was the first time Scott had been in her modest, but tastefully decorated room, highlighted by a wrought iron king sized bed. Charlotte directed her submissive to kneel on the plush carpet as she ran a warm oatmeal and epsom salt bath in the oversized claw foot tub in her en suite. The tub was double the size of a normal tub, complete with a 3/4 surround, where scented candles, vases of flowers and various essential oils held residence.
Once the tub was filled, the sensual and lithe brunette unzipped her corset, shed her stockings and stood before the kneeling man.
"Let's get you cleaned up, shall we?" she said with a wide grin, extending her hand to help the compliant submissive up.
Charlotte led Scott to the tub, sliding in first and then guiding him to sit between her spread legs so that his back rested on her firm breasts with the hard eraser tipped nipples.
Charlotte had never been so gentle and loving with Scott as she delicately wiped the beaten man's wounds on his shoulders, back, and arms. She kissed his body, letting her full lips linger a bit over his body in a mutual enjoyment reserved for lovers rather than submissive and Domme. Partially based on Kim's instructions and partly out of a new instinct, the brunette beauty relished the feel of the young man's hardened body, albeit beaten and in need of soothing.
Feelings stirred deep inside of both of them. Scott felt himself falling further into the comfort of submission as Charlotte's soothing caresses and pleasant scent helped to relax Scott, placing him in limbo, halfway between consciousness and sleep. For her part, the aspiring dominatrix appreciated her superior position, but also the unfamiliar excitement from touching a male body sent ripples of pleasure throughout her body.
Charlotte gently removed herself from behind Scott, guiding him until his back rested against the tub. The aspiring Domme moved quickly, kneeling between the sub's legs, addressing the various welts in much the same way she attended to his backside. Her application of a salve, followed by soft caresses of her lips sent a buzzing sensation through both of them.
Scott lay back, intermittent moans of relief escaped his lungs as he reveled in the aftercare being administered by a woman that he only knew until then to be cruel and calculating. Again, Charlotte followed her mentor's instructions exactly, and continued to treat his wounds, following with lingering caresses of her lips.
Remarkably, Charlotte began to feel a warmth for this man that she had never encountered for any other male. As she spread salve on the numerous welts criss crossing his body, she intermittently kissed his muscled physique, completely enamored by the discipline and toughness that her subordinate demonstrated.
The beautiful brunette preferred women, but now realized why Mistress Kim was so insistent in training Scott. Although his outward persona was of a stereotypical jock, there was more to him. He possessed a beautifully muscled body, a long, thick cock, and was very good looking, but it was his presence, even in the role as a submissive that struck the aspiring Domme. He was strong yet loyal and serviceable, which spoke deeply about the depth of him as a person and the potential as a long time fixture in the "family."
When Charlotte finished attending to the welts on Scott's body, she took both his cheeks in her hands and stared into his eyes, her brilliantly deep pools of brown melted Scott's little resolve when she stated, "I am so very proud of you Scott. You are an amazing man and submissive. I look forward to building a bond with you that will last forever."
Charlotte kissed him deeply and simultaneously mounted his extremely hard cock. Sliding down his shaft, the two moaned into each other's mouths, never breaking the kiss, but embracing each other more firmly as Scott instinctively grabbed the beautiful woman's hips, holding her down on his hardened manhood.
When Charlotte ground her pussy on his pole, an extended, "MMMMMMMMMMMM" escaped her depths as her stimulated G-spot sent shudders throughout her body. No man had made her feel this way before, which confused the young dominatrix.
Her first and only love was Mistress Kim, her mentor, her lover, the person who took her innocence, led her out of the darkness and into the light, the one who tutored her on all things sexual. Now, the sensual brunette felt an unfamiliar stirring inside of her caused by this man. But, this man was different and his rigid, warm, and pliable cock felt alive in her, connecting the two in a way they never had been before.
Breaking their impassioned kiss, Charlotte pulled back, exposing her tight body, her perfect B cup breasts framed by the strands of milk chocolate hair. The aroused woman placed her hands on Scott's wrists and firmly guided them to her pointed nipples, never breaking eye contact with the enthralled man.
Scott's overworked mind was melting as he felt the tight hold of his captor's pussy grip him as she began to ride about half the length of his cock. Still in a dazed state, he heard the unmistakable sound of a man moaning in an ecstatically breathless fashion.
Charlotte continued to ride her favorite new toy as she leaned in with another impassioned kiss. The moaning ceased and then began again as he watched her supple lips leave his. Only this time the moaning was more pronounced and louder, prompting the brunette beauty riding his full shaft to smile and caress his cheek.
"That's it baby, yes, feel my pussy take your cock. YES, YES, lover, your cock feels so good inside of me. Let it all out, let Charlotte know how much you love her pussy. Cum for me baby, cum deep inside my pussy. Give me your cum."
On the brink of orgasm herself, Charlotte continued her monologue, coaxing Scott to a greater height than he had ever been. With her hands pressing down on his shoulders, riding his cock at a fervent pace, Charlotte continued to whisper encouragement and praise into the wailing man's ear, until...
"UUUUUUHHHH, UUUUHHHHHHH, UUUUUUHHHH, OOOOHHHH, OHHHHH, FUUUCCKKK! FUCK, FUCK, AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Scott experienced one of the most powerful orgasms of his life, driving his hips up into the gorgeous body of this seductress. Her pussy milking his balls of seed as she nestled her head in his shoulder, groaning in impassioned heat, squirting her juices all over his turgid manhood, cumming with her lover, squirting more juice on his cock with each thrust of their bodies.
The electricity between the two of them was something neither expected as they slowly came down from their ecstatic highs, panting into the neck of the other, a tingling sensation pulsing throughout each of them. It was unchartered territory to the self proclaimed lesbian and equally as terrifying to Scott as he tried to comprehend the depth of his emotions at the moment.
Charlotte was the first to compose herself, although a struggle, and she conveniently avoided the swell of emotions by slipping back into Domme mode.
"MMMMMM, that was very nice, my pet. You have a fine cock and sexy body. It will no doubt serve you well in your service to me and Goddess Kim."
And with those defining lines, the young Dominant pulled off the finely muscled man's half erect cock and moved to the edge of the tub, straddling his face so that he could clean her properly.
The anticipation of tasting the young beauty's cum filled pussy overwhelmed Scott, his submissive desires greater than he had ever experienced, wanting nothing more than to taste the mixture of their lust on his lips, cleaning her in an act of lust and submission that punctuated his need to be underneath a woman.
Conversely, as Charlotte enjoyed Scott's oral servitude, the confused woman consoled herself with the knowledge that she could assess these foreign feelings with the guidance of her first love, Kim. But for now, she needed to table her emotions and proceed with the plan.
