Clover Lane Ch 06

Summary: Jasmine teaches Jim how much he craves female domination. Kathy takes advantage of Jim's desire to submit and gets his commitment to findom.

The Friday after the women got their newly designed keys and pendants, Jasmine stopped by to visit Kris and show hers off. She was wearing a slinky stretch knit dress that accentuated her large chest and round ass. It was open in the back to the top of her ass crack and low cut in front. There was a lot of braless cleavage on display and a beautiful gold key hanging from a green emerald nestled just at the top.

"Damn Jas, you look fabulous. If you weren't so tall I think I'd fall in and not come up for air for a week. I know Jim would too."

"You sure of that Kris?"

"Hell yes. Why do you want him to?"

"Well, Harold is working out of town tomorrow and Sunday so I uh, I, well..."

"Spit it out Jas, do you want to borrow my slut?"

"Yes, I do, maybe."

"What maybe?"

"Kris, I'm a big girl and hard on a man. Really hard. I like my ass worshipped and when I get worked up I take what I want. I don't give them much choice sometimes, most times. I smother them with love, but honey, I do smother them. I don't want to lose your friendship."

"I have a few questions Jas, very important questions. When do you want him, where do you want him, how long do you want him? Answer those three questions and I'll turn over his key. You can treat him like the slut you helped make him. I owe you that and more for saving our plan. It's not just that though. I really like you Jas, and feel blessed to have you as a friend, and I want you to have him if you want him. I trust you not to do any permanent damage."

"Ok, I will probably bend him some, but I promise not to break him. Would tomorrow noon work? Noon to say 7pm?"

"That's perfect Jas. Janice is coming over to eat tomorrow afternoon so Jim needed something to do anyway."

"At your house I assume."

"Yup, my house," Jasmine confirmed.

"You gonna come get him or shall I send him over? I don't know if you want his car in your driveway."

"I definitely want his car in my drive. Send him over in that company Lexus he drives. I want everybody to see it parked in my driveway and know the Vice President came to kiss my fat black ass."

They both laughed till they cried.

"Use him hard Jas, he can take it, anything you want including making him cum if you think he earned it."

Jasmines eyes began to water. "What's wrong Jas."

"This community is so good to me, so welcoming to me and Harold. It's not like that for black folks in a lot of places Kris, especially places in the price range of this community."

"I know that Jas and I know it isn't right. I love that this little community tries to do what is right, treat people with respect. You and Harold worked as hard or harder as anybody else to afford to live here and deserve that respect."

"It really matters to me due to my background growing up with no father around, in the projects, scraping by with a lot of public assistance. It sucked."

"What changed for you to get out of that?"

"I grew out of it, literally. I got tall enough to excel at basketball and volleyball in high school. Did well enough academically to get scholarship offers from some smaller colleges and got an education. Went to work at a bank where I met Harold when he was applying for a loan to build his limo business. He asked me out and the rest is history. Actually, I told him if he wanted another date I was in charge. He said OK, we dated for a while and got married, his limo business took off and here we are."

"That's a great success story Jas, I wish there were more of them."

"Me too Kris, but you got to take life by the horns and make the most of it you can. Hey, did you notice I'm bilingual?"

"No, I don't think so"

"Yup, I speak ghetto bitch and college grad equally well. Ain't you heard dat? What the fuck you been doin all dis time? Hey, I axed you a question. Get yo head out yo ass. I like to swap back and forth as the occasion demands."

"Jas, I remember now. You did that to shock us to get behind the fixes to our plan for Jim and it worked. It's brilliant actually. You are an amazing woman and one hell of a lot of fun."

"Thanks Kris. What can I do for you to repay the use of your man."

"You don't need to do anything, but if you wanted to I would like a picture of Harold with his big dick at full mast. Can you do that?"

"Oh hell yes. Just you wait. I'm a gonna blow yo mind bitch. I'll be back in 10 minutes."

When Jasmine returned she handed Kris two rolled up posters and told her "We did a driving tour of the west two years ago. In one old west town there was a photographer with his western garb and props selling photo services. It was midweek and a slow day for him. He said he didn't get many black folks for clients and he offered to shoot us for free."

I went first but his women's prop clothes were too small for me. It was risqué saloon girl garb to begin so I was popping out all over. I'm no prude so I just put on a show. Tits and ass in every shot and some pussy shots too. He loved it and Harold was having fun too. His assistant wife didn't seem too pleased but she got her revenge. She offered to help Harold pick out some clothes.

A bit later out comes Harold in the garb the wife had picked and at full mast due to some help from the wife. The guy looked at his wife and she just said "what's good for the goose" and that was that. He took a bunch of photos and told us to go to lunch and come back in an hour.

When we came back he had a disk of photos for us, but then he said he had something else he wanted to show us in his shop. We stepped in and he had these two posters on the table. Harold looked at them with this odd look on his face. He would look at one and mumble "Holy shit," look at the other and it was "I'll be damned."

I was about to burst but Harold looked so serious, looking first at one, then the other, back and forth, mumbling. Finally the guy said "My wife thought you might like these, I hope you aren't offended."

Harold looked at him, still with that odd look and said "You've got to be fucking kidding, that's the funniest God damned thing I've ever seen, it's genius man."

Harold looked at me and we burst out laughing. The guy said they made 10 copies of each and we could have 9 of them, no charge. He said his wife already had 1 copy of each on the wall of her closet.

Kris opened up the posters and spread them on the dining table. "Holy shit Jasmine, these ARE genius."

The posters showed Harold in western garb, sort of. No pants or shirt but a black leather vest, chaps, cowboy boots and hat, twin six guns on a belt, ass showing in the back and in the front his 11" dick at full mast. One poster was a close up of Harold from the knees up facing front. At the bottom it said "Horse Dick Harry, longest gun in the west." The other had 4 different photos at different angles, each with its own caption. At the top it had Horse Dick Harry and had individual photo captions of Longest Gun in the West, He Rides Sidesaddle, Saloon Girls Swoon, and Mares Run Away.

Kris was laughing so hard she was crying.

"Jas, these are even better than what I asked for and they are going up on the wall in my closet too. Horse dick Harry is no exaggeration."

Kris followed up with "Girlfriend, I will drop the key off on my way by in the morning and my slut will be there at noon."

The next morning Jim met Emily for their run. Emily was wearing her new Clover C key with a lovely sapphire gem mounted above.

"That new key looks really nice Miss Emily. Whose idea was the new keys?"

"Mind your own business Jim, what goes on in a women's meeting stays between the women. Prying will just get you in trouble."

"Ok Ok, I didn't mean to pry. I just think it was a brilliant idea and the new keys are lovely, that's all. There is no missing what key the woman is wearing. It works well for everyone involved."

"That's the idea. We women have good ideas every once in a while Mr. VP."

"Ok, I'm going to shut up before this hole gets any deeper. Are you ready to go?"

"Yes, loser, you can add to your new debt."

"My pleasure ma'am."

After the run Jim went home and showered. Kris was still out to the gym when he was finished so he sat down to read a magazine. A bit later he got a text saying she was going shopping because she needed some new tops and would be home later. About 11am he got another text. Haven't found what I want, going to a few more stores. BTW, Jasmine has your key. Go see her at 12:00. Expect to be there a while, see you this evening. Make me proud.

Jim grabbed lunch and headed down to Jasmine's wondering what the rest of the day would be like. Jim arrived at 11:55, and parked his car and walked up to the front door. The front door was open. Jasmine was standing inside the glass storm door waiting and opened the door as Jim stepped up.

Jim looked in to see Jasmine wearing five inch heels, a black stretch miniskirt that didn't reach low enough to cover the globes of her substantial ass, and a leather vest zipped half open. Her large tits were on display almost to the nipples and her long hair cascaded over her shoulders. At 6' 2" and with 5" heels, she towered over Jim's 6' frame". In her cleavage rested the key to Jim's cage, easily recognizable by the "B" top hanging below a ruby. In one hand was a riding crop. She absolutely looked like an Amazon queen and she smiled at Jim's stunned expression.

Knowing he had seen the key and was required to obey her every command she said, "Hello slut, come in."

While tapping his cage with the crop, she ordered "Strip off and put on this collar and the ankle and wrist cuffs."

"Uh, hello Miss Jasmine, you look ravishing. Can we at least close the front door first please?"

Jasmines reply was "No, you will strip here or out on the stoop, now get to it before I decide to use this crop for real."

Jim was suddenly feeling very intimidated by her size, beauty, and dominant attitude, an uncharacteristic feeling for him. He stripped off as fast as he could, put on the collar, and tried to apologize, not wanting to feel the crop.

Jasmine just cut him off with "Quiet now, you don't want to piss me off. You are mine until about 7pm. Let's get that cage off. I want that cock out and vulnerable. I am going to use and abuse you; I might even let you cum. Mostly you are going to worship my ass. Let's get started right here, right now."

As she was saying that Jasmine attached a leash to a ring on each side of the collar, pulled his hands behind his back and clipped the wrist cuffs together. "On your knees now."

Jim dropped to his knees, and with the door still open, Jasmine pulled her mini up to her waist fully exposing her ass. She turned around, knelt in a large chair just inside the door, stuck her ass in the air and put her face on the seat. She grabbed a leash in each hand, pulled Jim's face into her ass and told him "Tongue my ass crack slut, start at the top and work your way down."

Jim went to work and soon Jasmine began twerking, coating Jim's face with both her pussy juice and his own saliva. He was feeling more used than ever before and his cock was rock hard. Jasmine looked back to see Jim's hard cock and smiled. "Ah yes, as I thought, you are a man slut that craves domination and you are going to get it. I am going to have a fun afternoon."

Meanwhile, Nancy had come up and was looking in through the glass storm door, phone in hand taking video. Earlier that morning Jasmine had told Nancy what she had planned and suggested Nancy pop in to say hello. To maximize Jim's humiliation and increase her dominance, she wanted him secured and helpless, face in her ass, before Nancy arrived. Jasmine had called Nancy as Jim arrived and put her phone on speaker so Nancy could listen in and time her arrival perfectly.

Jim heard the door open and tried to back out. "Oh no you don't, get back to it" Jasmine growled, pulling hard on both leashes keeping Jim's face pressed hard into her ass. With his hands cuffed behind his back she was in complete control.

"Hi Nance, thanks for stopping by. Jim here is having the time of his life. Look how hard his cock is. Do me a favor and give his ass half dozen whacks with that crop, he seems to have lost his enthusiasm since you arrived."

"I'd be delighted Jas, it makes me feel unwanted him backing off."

Nancy delivered 3 hard whacks to each ass cheek. "Is that better?"

"I think he got the message, thanks Nance."

"OK Jim, tongue on my rosebud now and keep it swirling or you will feel the crop again. This time it won't stop until your ass is cherry red. Jim did his best to comply as Jasmine went back to twerking.

Jasmine stopped suddenly and pushed Jim back on his heels. She turned in the chair and spread her legs wide exposing her pussy. "Good start Jim, now back in you go." With that she passed the leashes under the thighs and pulled Jim's face into her pussy. Holding him tight to her, Jasmine fucked his face with reckless abandon, smearing her juices from his chin to his eyes.

"You getting this Nance? Make sure to get his cock too so everyone can see how hard he gets when being abused. He is a total slut and craves domination." Then she clamped her thick thighs so tight all Jim could hear was the pounding of his heart as he struggled for air.

Jasmine held him locked in her pussy as she brought herself to orgasm on his face, then slowly released Jim as he gasped for air.

Sitting back with a smile Jasmine said "That was a nice start to the afternoon and should set the stage for what is to come. I think the video will be enjoyed by the Clover Lane women too."

"Nance, would you pour us some wine please, and there is bourbon there for Jim."

Nancy brought a glass of wine for Jasmine and herself and bourbon with ice for Jim.

"You held up well under rough treatment Jim. There will be more of that later, but for now we are going to go at a more relaxed pace."

She unclipped his cuffs and said "let's sit back for a bit and enjoy our drinks. You stay right down there at my feet. "

The three of them sat enjoying their drinks and Jim appreciated the time to recover a bit. His cock started leaking precum as it relaxed and softened from its turgid state. Jasmine saw the precum on his cock head and inner thigh and told him "Don't let any of that get on my carpet. Scoop it up and lick your fingers clean as you leak."

Jim was kept busy keeping up with his leakage and Nancy continued to video.

Jasmine laughed and said "Jim you are such a slut. I don't think there is another Clover Lane man who craves domination the way you do. Admit it Jim. Look at Nancy and say "I'm a submissive man slut that craves domination by a woman."

Jim did exactly as told and the humiliation made his cock start to harden again, which brought laughter from Jasmine and Nancy.

As they finished up their drinks Nancy's phone pinged. Jasmine asked "Have you sent the video out yet Nance."

"I've been sending clips out all along every chance I get." That was a message from Kris about the last one. The clip where Jim admits to being a submissive slut. Kris sent a thumb's up. Now I've got to go Jas, errands to run. I'll catch up later."

"Close the door on the way out please. UPS is due to deliver today, I don't want to shock the delivery driver."

"Will do. Oh hi Kathy? Come on in, I'm just leaving. Later Jas."

Kathy came in and took the seat Nancy had been in. "You are looking please with yourself Jas. Is the slut performing well?"

"He is Kathy. Have you seen the video clips?"

"I have, they are wonderful. That's why I came over. I want to talk with Jim about them."

Jim looked to Kathy not knowing what to expect. "Jim, what do you think would happen if any of the videos ended up on a public porn site, the women's faces blurred but not the men's?"

"Ultimately I would be recognized and my career ruined."

"Exactly, and it is no different for any other man in Clover Lane. Tomorrow you will take an action all other past and present Clover Lane men have taken. You will sign a legal document prepared by Carol Dobbs giving power of attorney to Kris. Susan Sanders is a notary and will witness and stamp it. With that, Kris will place your home in her name alone and transfer your bank and investment accounts into her name. She will cancel your personal credit cards and you can ask her for an allowance. Even if you wanted out of the dominant/submissive relationship you have entered into it will be out of reach without facing total ruin. It is the epitome of submission legally allowed and the highest possible expression of trust. " Are you prepared to make that commitment to your dominant?"

"Yes ma'am." His cock hardened as he fully realized the commitment he had just made, and that Jasmine had videoed the entire conversation."

"Jas, would you sent that clip to Kris please, she is expecting it."

"Done."

"Jim, you should now understand the level of domination the Clover Lane women exert over their men. It is much like men exerted over women for all too long, total physical and financial domination. By Monday afternoon, without any action required by you other than your signature tomorrow, you will be fully integrated into the Clover Lane community. Not fully trained yet, but that will come over time. Your hard cock tells me you not only accept your new role, you relish it and I love seeing that. You are a rare prize. This is your first sharing, one of many you will experience over the coming years. I think you are very lucky to experience your first by serving Jasmine. I'll see you tomorrow at the signing. Jas, I'm headed out."

Jasmine said bye to Kathy and looked at Jim saying; "You are such a slut Jim, a very good obedient slut with energy and stamina. Let's go play."

Jasmine pulled Jim to his feet with a leash and led him to a guest room furnished with a massive four post bed obviously equipped with restraints, plus a dresser and a bench. Three of the walls had floor to ceiling mirrors.

Climbing on the bed and laying on her side, Jasmine told Jim; "This is the guest bedroom where I bring guests like you to be played with. Climb on the bed, worship my body top to bottom, especially my bottom. Use your hands, your lips, and your tongue. Suck my nipples, my clit, tongue fuck my pussy, and lose yourself in the glory of my ass. Take your time, do it at your own pace, light my fire and fan it to an inferno. Then I will see how good you are at dousing that fire."

Jim lay on his side behind Jasmine stared with soft kisses to the nape of her neck. He worked around to one side kissing her neck below the ear and caressed her shoulders and down her arms. The he moved down her spine licking and kissing and caressing her collar bones, across the top of her chest and eventually stroking her breasts. As he moved down Jasmine's back with licks and kisses, his caresses worked down her front to her nipples. She lifted her arm up and over to his head and pulled him to her nipple and murmured "suck." Jim sucked hard on the offered nipple and licked below her breast and back to the nipple. At the same time his caresses moved down her body to the swell of her hips and down her thigh. Then he caressed over to the other thigh and back up to twirl and pinch the nipple on that side. Mindful to take his time Jim reversed course and worked back up towards the nape of Jasmine's neck before starting back down again. Each time he worked up it was not quite as far as before, and each time down was a little further until his licks and kisses were at the top of Jasmin's butt crack. Here he started massaging her globes letting his tongue work down her crack as his massaging opened it for access and withdrawing as he pushed her globes together and kissed all over them. Each time his massaging opened her crack he licked lower, then retreated again spreading kisses down to the tops of her thighs and back up.