Concilium

This was edited by my Redheaded_RockyMtn_cumslut. All errors are mine and not hers.

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The series will be under Novels and Novellas; not because I have such high aspirations as to write a piece of worthy literature. I tend to wander in my stories and a particular chapter could be in any of several different categories. In the end I hope this is entertaining.

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These will be submitted every two weeks or so. Next chapter will be March 8, 2021.

The tags for this chapter are: blow job, squirting, Submissive, Mind Control, big tits, erotic coupling, exhibition, orgasm

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From Chapter 2

We arrived at my suddenly shitty Civic and I unlocked the door. "Take your dress off before you get in my car."

She seemed to let out a sigh of relief and whispered, "Finally."

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My eyes bugged out of my head, and I rather felt like an old time cartoon character. You know the ones that were old when my parents watched Saturday morning cartoons.

Stephanie certainly was a gym rat. Her body was tight, the burgeoning six pack of her abs a testimonial to the work she had been putting in. She had large breasts, the left sagging a little more than the right, and it was fuller looking as well. While I understood that breasts invariably are different sizes, this was the first time I could recall seeing a noticeable difference in the two titties of a woman. The nipples were about the same diameter as my pinky finger and maybe the length of the first joint down. Her areolas were nearly perfect circles and sat on top of her breasts. The effect was her nipples were pointing straight out like slightly misaligned headlights.

She had a neatly trimmed landing strip above her pussy about two fingers wide and quite thick, if short, hair. She had a thigh gap that appeared to be the perfect size for a cock to run through it to tease her with. Her thighs were powerful looking, muscles seemingly rippling with each breath, and frankly each movement was a thing of beauty and wonder. If ever a woman could pop a man's head like a grape while he ate her out, Stephanie certainly would be the one. I twirled my finger in a silent order to turn around and Stephanie complied. Her slow turn exquisitely showcased the strength and muscles in her ass and legs. The muscles flexing seductively with each minor movement of her feet. Her ass was perfect, strong and well shaped. I knew I would probably never get a better ass in my hands.

Or maybe around my dick.

Long before she finished my cock was straining in a Herculean effort against my boxers and slacks.

Her entire body was well muscled and extremely feminine. Hers might be the nicest I had seen overall. The only downside was the three inches of nearly black hair above nine or so inches of blonde. Stephanie saw me staring at her hair and she raised a hand to pull on the blonde ends lightly. "He wanted me to be a blonde, I want to be me."

I nodded and said, "Get in."

She settled into place and I began driving. Her directions led east toward the river.

"What does 'being you' mean?"

She sat there a minute looking out the window. She finally whispered, "I don't know, but what I do know is that what he tried to make me wasn't it."

I caressed her leg on top of her quads and asked, "And what was that?"

She shrugged, "In part a stuck up snobby bitch."

I nodded, "Will I need to spank that out of you?"

She laughed, "Making me fuck myself in the bathroom of the mall made a big dent."

I glanced out of the corner of my eye and asked, "How did that make you feel?"

She turned toward me and studied my face and said, "Naughty. Embarrassed. Excited. Confused. And maybe a little joyful."

My head shot to the right and I asked, "Joyful? Explain."

Her head dropped a little and replied, "That someone gave me a clear, concise set of orders to obey."

That gave me something to think about, "So the 'bitch in charge' thing I saw is a charade?"

She nodded her head without further comment.

We drove north along the river for a mile or so to a tower of condominiums. I remembered hearing about the place when it opened in the spring, and if memory served, the cheapest condo was just shy of a million dollars.

"You live here?"

She nodded, "Yes, the tenth floor, south side."

I whistled, "Giving you a good view of the city and river alike."

She smiled, "And a lot of sun, when it is out, in the winter."

She handed me a gate pass to the parking garage and I pulled into stall #2 of 3 for 10S. Parked in stall #1 was a BMW 7 Series sedan.

I sat there a moment working the ramifications of that sign out. "You own the entire south side of the floor?"

She laughed, "Yes, floors ten through twelve have only two condos per floor. Ten is north and south. Eleven is east and west. Twelve is north and south, I think. I don't know the people up there."

We got out of the car and Stephanie didn't even try to put her dress on. She held it in her hand and we started walking towards the elevator bank.

She giggled about halfway to the elevator and when I looked at her, she said, "Security will be getting an eyeful tonight."

I chuckled along and said, "I wonder if this place is like the Baldwin movie where he wired apartments for video so he could watch."

She stood next to me and shrugged, "Not likely though that is an interesting idea."

We summoned the lift and a couple of minutes later we were standing in a short hallway with two doors. The closest pointed north and the farthest, south. I followed behind her watching that most excellent ass swaying as she walked.

She waited by the door and I swiped the key card across the lock and the door popped open slightly. I pressed the door open and stopped just inside, awestruck by the view.

The cityscape from this angle was stunning. To the southwest stood the various skyscrapers that made up our skyline. To the southeast was a black ribbon of darkness framed by the light from a little further east of our sister city.

Stephanie waited behind me until I moved into the condo a little farther. The door clicked quietly when she closed it.

She stepped up next to me and took my hand in hers. She raised it between her pendulous breasts and held it with both of her hands. She stood quietly letting me absorb the sight before.

Eventually, I whispered, "Fucking amazing."

She kissed my shoulder and asked, "Would you like a drink?"

I nodded, "Sure. What do you have?"

She giggled, "He left me with a nicely stocked bar, and, I had the beer mostly removed except for a twelve pack of Guinness Blonde."

I looked and said, "Bourbon on the rocks, then."

I walked over to the floor to ceiling plate window and stood there and watched an old fashioned paddle wheel boat float down the river.

She brought me a rocks glass filled three quarters of the way up with a rich looking liquid. I smiled and said, "You don't have to get me drunk to stay the night. Just ask nicely."

She stood in front of me and leaned back. My hard cock nestled between her powerful ass cheeks. Her head was against my left shoulder and I wrapped my left arm around her. "That's your decision to make. I would love to have your company, but I don't want to infringe on you and whatever other plans you have."

I had a couple of images of Stephanie flit through my mind. The first was of her absolute subservience in most situations. The second was of her in bed making love the more familiar way.

I kissed the hollow of her neck and said, "First, I want a comfortable chair right here with a place to put my glass."

She raised my left hand and kissed the palm before walking away. I stood there and sipped the bourbon and almost had a libation induced orgasm. This was no Evan Williams I had in my hand. This was an order of magnitude better. As it slid down my throat a warmness suffused my body without any burning. As she scooted an overstuffed chair along the floor. It was white leather with a high almost narrow back. The top of the back would easily be two feet over my head as I sat in it.

She left it behind me and took off again. I pointed the chair where it would face southwest or towards downtown. I sat down, sipping the bourbon and she returned with a small table and put it beside the chair.

I stood after putting the bourbon down and said, "Undress me."

She took my jacket first, running her hands across my shoulders and down my arms. She was staring at my eyes as I looked down on her. She walked off and laid the jacket over the back of the couch after folding it neatly.

When she returned, Stephanie sank to her knees and untied my shoes. The sight was mind blowing and my mouth watered. I touched the side of her face and she looked up. My voice was husky with my need for her as I said, "Gem, I don't think you could look any sexier than you do right now, on your knees in front of me."

She stared at me a minute, maybe two, then kissed the inside of my right knee. Her voice was soft as she replied, "As you say."

She removed my shoes and socks, then placed them under the jacket behind the sofa. When she returned, she loosened my tie and draped it around her neck. The two ends hanging between her breasts. She then unbuttoned my shirt going ever so slowly.

Her fingertips danced along my arms as she removed the shirt and I felt a constant current of sexual pleasure coursing through me. She draped the shirt on the chair behind me and pulled the tail of my tee-shirt out of my slacks.

If I had thought her fingers on my arms were sexy, I didn't know what sexy was, because her mouth covering every inch of my torso as she slowly slid the tee shirt up was a whole different league of pleasure. A warm moist trail left by her lips seared into my chest, and left me gasping for air. As her mouth closed around my right nipple I moaned loudly, surely rattling the windows. My head fell back and my eyes closed as a whole new level of pleasure exploded inside me.

When she returned after dropping off the tie, shirt, and tee-shirt, Gem knelt before me and reached up to my belt. She unfastened it, and then my slacks. She paused with her hands on my hips, her thumbs on either side of my raging boner.

She was staring at it, then ran her thumbs up and down the length from crown to base. She stopped again, fortunately, and it gave me a moment to calm down. Pleasure was making my knees weak, however as the seconds ticked by, I felt more in control.

I looked at her, "Is something wrong, Gem?"

She looked up at me, "Why do you call me Gem?"

I sat on the chair so our faces were level, and I explained, "When I asked you what you did, how did you answer?"

She thought a second, "Something like a rich gym rat?"

I nodded, "Actually it was a gym rat with a substantial alimony."

I caressed her face, "I am not going to call you rat, so gym became Gem. G.E.M."

She knelt there searching my face a moment then asked so quietly that if there had been any background noise I would not have heard her, "May I please proceed?"

I nodded as I stood back up, thankful for that exchange. It bought me a chance to establish rapport with her and time to settle down. She unzipped me, her thumbnail on one side of my cock and a fingernail on the other. The sensation was mind numbing as the long, slow "zzzzzzzzip' sound filled the gigantic condo.

She guided me back onto the chair as my slacks fell down past my knees. One leg, then the other, and Gem took my slacks over and folded them before putting them in the pile of clothes. "Bring your phone with you," I instructed.

She detoured to the entryway table, picked up her phone and handed it to me before she went to the far side of the condo. I heard water running for a moment and soon after it turned off, she returned with a bowl and two dish towels.

She knelt between my feet and picked up my right foot. I wasn't exactly sure what was going to happen. She washed my feet, right then left and dried them with the second towel.

She then lifted my right foot and sucked my big toe into her mouth. I groaned and laid back against the chair as her tongue circled my toe and she sucked on it, much like she had with my nipples. By the time she finished with my toes on the right foot I was humping my boxers against air, trying to cum somehow. She held my Achilles tendon in between her teeth as she sucked and licked it, sending me to the outer solar system in pleasure.

As she worked her way up to my knee I was experiencing nothing but unmitigated pleasure and I could no longer think or feel except where her warm, moist mouth was kissing me, sucking on me.

I almost died of blue balls as she started on my left leg. It was ecstatic torture as she made love (I couldn't think of any other more apt way to describe it) to my left leg. Her mouth continued its slow ascent up my leg, and while I knew where it would ultimately end up, the journey was going to kill me.

She simply tossed my boxers to the side and stared at my hard cock leaking copious amounts of precum.

She took me by the base and pointed the head towards her mouth. It was at that moment that I snapped a photo with her phone's camera. Opening her mouth slowly she licked the precum off the head and my body trembled dangerously and the phone tumbled out of my grasp onto the chair next to my hip. She sucked the head into her mouth, her tongue pressed on the underside of me.

I wish I could say I stayed the course and fucked her mouth vigorously.

I didn't. The pleasure was so intense, so pure, that I trembled all over and I could barely stay upright.

I didn't even have a chance to warn her before my balls unloaded in her. Gem smiled around my cock and sucked all of my cum into her mouth.

I was just glad she didn't finger my prostate at the same time. It would have killed me.

I cracked my eyes open to see her smiling up at me. She kissed the softening head of my cock and asked, "It seems you enjoyed that."

I tried to answer, I really did. But my voice had left me. The only thing I could do was nod.

Her smile lit the room like it was noon. She kissed my left inner thigh and asked, "May I refresh your drink and leave you with that for about five minutes?"

I was really curious about what she was going to do, but so far not knowing has paid off.

I nodded, "Yes, about the same amount, it seems I am staying the night." As she stood I shifted positions and my feet wound up in a pool of cool liquid. The bowl was off to the side so it wasn't water.

I grabbed her arm and ran a hand between her thighs. They were slick and wet. I looked up at her and she blushed. "You came?" I asked.

She nodded, "Yes, when you did."

I was seriously curious, "Does that happen often?"

Her head shook, "No, that's the first time."

I let go of her arm, drained the glass of the mostly watery liquid and handed it to her. As she walked away, I could see her thighs glistening in the dim lights of downtown.

When she returned, Gem gave me a glass completely filled with ice and the exquisite amber liquid. A light kiss and an "I will be back soon", and she was off headed to my right. I sipped from the crystal rocks glass and looked around. I half wondered why she would be attracted to me. She was what I would call wealthy. There was more money in the furnishings and accessories that I could see than was in the store. And this was merely the living room and dining area.

The chair I was sitting in had been crafted with white leather with chrome, I hoped, and not silver accents. There were three more of them surrounding a couch made the same way. The coffee table they surrounded was chrome legs holding a glass sheet. All of which were on a gigantic grey and white Persian rug.

The glass I had in my hand was a Waterford crystal glass, which was worth more than all of my dishes. Glancing over at the bar she had a service set for at least a dozen.

She was way the fuck out of my league. I glanced down and saw the puddle and felt a calm settle through me. If she cared about the economic differences between us, at least for tonight, she would not have cum like that when I did or otherwise.

I picked up her phone and texted the photo to myself then put the phone back on the entryway table.

I glanced in the direction where she went and didn't see her so I went the other direction and entered the kitchen and dining area. I stood in awe, yet again. I couldn't even comprehend the value of the appliances. They were a brand I didn't recognize, but the fridge alone was bigger than my kitchen. And it looked a little small in here.

I turned around and saw Gem about ten feet away. She looked pensive as she looked at me. She was stunning. Her hair fell to around her shoulders, her breasts on display, the landing strip appeared even darker than it had at the steak house.

I walked up to Gem and wrapped my left arm around her waist and pulled her tight against me. "You have a lovely home, Gem."

She replied, "It is a little excessive, all around. But he liked it that way."

I nodded, "What does he do?"

She half turned toward downtown, pressing her left tit against my chest. "See the tallest one?"

I nodded and she said, "He owns it and the bank it holds."

I whistled, "I hope you got your fair share from him."

She giggled, "No, but that and the alimony is more than I could ever spend."

I lowered my hand and cupped her hard ass cheek and wrapped my fingers close to her pussy. She was still wet. So very wet.

She turned her face up to mine, "Does...does all this bother you?"

"The wealth?" I asked.

She nodded.

I walked the two of us back to the chair and looked at the drying puddle. "That shows me it doesn't bother you, for at least one night; so, no. It doesn't."

She took the glass from my hand and asked, "Would you follow me please?"

I followed as Gem headed to the bedroom. There were maybe twenty each purple and white candles lit. The scents of lavender and vanilla lightly perfumed the air. Against the window wall was a massive bed. It had to be custom made, it appeared to cover roughly three times the area of my queen sized mattress. While cotton, the sheets almost appeared like they were satin.

From each corner snaked out a shiny chain with a manacle at the end. On one of the tables was a riding crop, a butt plug, and a vibrator. I walked to the bed and in turn pulled each of the chains off the bed and tucked them into the compartments designed for them.

Gem watched her mouth gaped open. "You don't want to..."

She seemed unable to complete the thought so I supplied, "restrain you?"

She nodded slightly. I went to the nightstand and put the riding crop and the vibrator into the drawer. "Climb on the bed Gem, face down."

She laid in the middle of the bed and I said, "I need for you to be able to choose what happens to you tonight."

I held up the butt plug and said, "I have never made love to someone with one of these in? May I put it in you?"

She looked up at me and nodded.

I crawled up between her ankles and placed the plug next to her pussy, hoping that she would leak onto it while I worked on her. I skipped her feet, I might like receiving attention on my toes, but I hadn't made the jump to sucking toes. Maybe later.

I sucked her achilles tendon and nibbled on it. I ran my fingers along her calf lightly trying to actually touch her as little as possible. My mouth followed my fingers delivering wet kisses, nibbles, and sucking action along the way.

I felt Gem squirming under my mouth and fingers. As I got to her knee I left a hickey just below and just above it and switched to the other leg where I applied the same technique.

I spread her legs as far as they would go and began kissing my way up her hamstrings. At her ass, I left a trail of hickies along the crease between her ass and leg. Then the other side.