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This chapter is m/f sex only, but later this story will contain forced bi, I'll let you know at the beginning of each chapter.
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I was on my way to my friend's house warming party, something that me and the rest of his friends would tease him about once we got there. He was not the type of guy to have some big gathering with cocktails to come see his new house, he had made fun of those guys for years, he was a frat guy at heart, and never really changed since he graduated. Then he got married.
My friends and I are are all leaving our mid 20s towards 30, our circle of friends are slowly getting married off. It made me kind of sad, just because I really liked the group we had and was sad to see it fading away.
I didn't really want to go to this party, it wasn't my kind of party, the making small talk with all kinds of different strangers stuff was always so trying, you'd always have to deal with people you found insufferable. But I felt obligated to go and I was assured that lots of hot women would be there, so I went, and all the rest of the guys were going too, so it wouldn't be so terrible.
I finally arrived at the address, they lived way the hell out of the city, like near an hour drive, so they could afford a rather big place. It did look nice from outside, and it was up high on this hill, I thought that was good too.
I get in and the place is already kind of full. I walk through the main living room, find my set of friends and grab a drink and start talking to them. We kind of made a circle in a corner of the kitchen. I know it's bad party etiquette to just stay in your own social circle, but we were doing that, 100%. I wouldn't do it all night long, but for now, yeah.
Having a good time, I notice a blonde women walk into the opposite corner of the kitchen, grab something and walk out. I recognized her from somewhere. It came to me quickly, she wasn't as made up as I was used to seeing her, but I was pretty sure that it was Alexx, a porn star.
Alexx wasn't just a regular porn star, she was a dom, usually dominating guys. In fact, I'd only ever seen her do that. The videos I liked were when she fucked a guy in the ass with a strapon. I think she was in all kinds of different types scenes, but always her dominating men.
I didn't want to say anything because I didn't want to admit recognizing a femdom porn star to my friends, so I didn't. But then I saw her again and nudged the guy next to me, "Hey, look at that blonde, she's nice," I said pointing at the curvy, blonde sex angel.
"God, yeah." he said, checking her out. Then a few others tried to turn from their angle to get a look.
She left the room again and one guy leaned in a bit, lowering his voice. "You know who I think that is? That's Maggie's (the hostess) friend's friend, she's a porn star."
"Come on, Dale (the host) has porn stars in his social circle now. Bullshit!" someone else said.
"No, this girl is like a bdsm queen. Maggie's friend Molly was telling me. Stay away from her man, she like shoves dildos in guy's asses, gets them to lick her asshole, crazy stuff like that. That how you knew her, Rob?" He said with an evil grin.
"No!" I said, a little too defensively maybe, "I just thought she was hot." God, I would have been in a lot of trouble if I did say I recognized her.
"She is hot." someone else agreed.
"Yeah, but god damn, you go home with her and before you know it, you're handcuffed to the bed and she's beating the shit out of you."
A few guys made remarks that things could be a hell of a lot worse, but when they started mentioning the hardcore stuff she did, the tone was how insane that lifestyle was, which made me get that sinking feeling in my stomach, because I liked that stuff. I craved it, and it made me feel bad, guilty in that moment. I just tried to be in the conversation enough, but my head was spinning.
Eventually, I was pulled away from the guys by Maggie to take a house tour with a group of people, she'd been busy most of the night doing that, pulling random groups of people and taking them on a little tour, like it or not, she was taking you. I looked at who else was in my group, not sure if I wanted Alexx in it, she wasn't.
After that, Maggie and Dale wanted to say a few things to everyone before the food was served. I scanned the crowd for Alexx and saw her on the opposite side of the room, her pure, long blonde hair stood out rather nicely.
I had no idea what the hell Maggie was saying because I was trying to look at Alexx as much as I could without staring.
Shortly the speeches were finished and the buffet was opening in the other room. I slowly fought against the traffic to move towards Alexx. I saw that she had headed out the front door. I waited a little bit and headed out after her.
I exited and looked around, her blonde hair looked like it was glowing against an otherwise shadowy figure in a corner near the garage. She was starting a cigarette. I steeled myself and walked over.
She saw me coming and said, "Hey."
"Hey." I said, and then feeling awkward I felt around my pockets like I was looking for a cigarette.
"Wanna bum one of mine?" she asked.
"No...I don't... smoke."
"Yeah?" she looked at me sideways, a small grin on her face, "What are you up to then?"
"You're Alexx, right?"
"Yeah," she said, "No one recognized me yet, it was nice."
"Sorry."
"Nah, it's fine. It's weird how meeting me makes everyone liars, they pretend they don't know where I'm from, or they pretend they haven't watched my films, I just get a lot of bullshit. No one just says they're a big fan, and therefore a little pervert."
"I'm a fan, I've only seen a few videos, but you stand out in my mind."
"Yeah? Thanks."
"Why'd you do bdsm, instead of regular porn?" I wish I had questions that she'd hadn't been asked a million times, but I'm not great on my feet like that.
"It's so much more fun, god, I get to do whatever I want. The costumes can be a pain in the ass though, lots of really involved, awkward costumes. I also don't feel like I'm selling my body, as I never even have to get naked, let alone fuck if I don't want to."
"Are you like, naturally a dom, like before you did porn?"
"Yeah, not always, like I just slowly found myself discovering it, then enjoying control more and more."
"In your personal life too?"
"Yes, I like having some subs to call in my own life as well. I think it's crazy not to if you can get them, who wouldn't want a sexy person of whatever sex they are interested to come by whenever they are called and tend to all your needs? And they want to, desire to."
"Does that affect your normal relationships?"
"Yeah, they bleed into each other. Lots of questions, don't ya? You must be rather new, inexperienced."
"Yeah, I basically just watch some femdom videos every once in a while."
"That's what I make 'em for." She stubbed out her cigarette. "Well, nice talking to you..."
"Rob."
"Rob. See ya."
"Wait!" I said, then froze.
"Yeah?" she turned, again smiling a little.
""What are you doing after this party?"
She laughed, "you are not ready for me Rob, not even close" and she left for the house, leaving me out there alone.
I followed her in a minute later and got some food.
A little while later, I saw her waiting for the bathroom, alone, so I just got in line behind her. I had quite a few beers now, so courage wasn't the problem, the risk now was being an idiot, a line I'd crossed at many a party before.
"What makes you think I am not ready?"
"Are you serious? A guy that's watched a few clips and had his doctor's finger up his ass is not ready for the big leagues. I'm as hardcore as it gets and you're at ground zero."
"No, I can do it."
"No way, even many experienced guys can't take what I demand. Most guys want a bdsm experience where they plan on exactly what happens, what they like. That's not really submission, when you decide what to do. And beside you are not committed in any way, once I say something you don't want to do, you can just quit, you have nothing on the line and it wastes my time, I've learned that the hard way, the guy has to be committed and prove himself, really submit, not on his precise terms."
"What do you think I would have to do?"
"Whatever I said."
The bathroom door opened and she turned to go in and I said, "I'll fucking do whatever you say."
"Heard that a thousand times." she called before slamming the door.
I turned back to the party, and feeling much more social now, was talking to people I didn't know as well, meeting new people, and I was having fun. Alexx was always on my mind as well, which made me get distracted and zone out of conversations easily, but no one seemed to mind as I was always in a group.
I was talking with a few people that I kind of knew, and was laughing a lot, they were funny people, when Alexx brushed right in front of me to hug a girl in our circle. She looked so sexy in her red dress and shiny red pumps. I couldn't help but just stare up and down her body as she hugged this girl. Her ample breasts looking like they'd overflow over the top of her dress.
She then pulled back beside me, brushing against my shoulder and she was introduced to us all, including me last, and we greeted each other with a handshake like we had never met.
Then she said, "I'm leaving in a minute, just wanted to say goodbye."
Then the two women started talking about a trip that one had been to and the other was planning, meanwhile I was desperately racking my brain for what to do. Once she left this house, she was out of my life forever. My brain was telling me that there was nothing I could do now, she couldn't have been more clear, and all my attempts to refute that proved useless. You can't just make a women that wants nothing to do with you change her mind in a moment.
But the thing was, it wasn't me, it was more like a job interview, I had to proved I was qualified, not sure if she liked me or not, or if she even cared, maybe she hated me and that was preferable to her for a slave.