As she led him by his dick into the large living room, he saw that there was an interesting setup of furniture in the center of the room, away from the main arrangement of couches and chairs on the sides. There was a high circular table with several high bar stools around it and some loveseats and ottomans gathered around it. It was almost set up in such a way that whoever was sitting in the loveseats would have a nice view of whoever was sitting in the barstools...
She led him over there and plopped herself down on one of the barstools, and it was so high that she was barely lower than when she was standing. She was still holding his dick in the palm of her hand. He stood in front of her, his body available for the taking, and she wasted no time before proceeding to the next phase of the evening's little activity...
"You, my dear, have entirely too many clothes on." She purred. "Here, let's do something about that." She added firmly but sweetly.
Before Sam knew what was happening she had slipped her fingers into his pants and unbuttoned the button, unzipping them and pulling them and his underwear down in one quick assertive motion. She pulled him forward by his dick, guiding him closer to her as she told him to step out of them. When he did, he felt a sudden rush of vulnerability as he instantly became aware of his nudity, standing there in front of her, fully exposed with his hardon in her hand.
She kicked his pants and underwear away with a swift motion of one of those sexy boots, as if she didn't care where they went. She let go of his dick and gave him the once-over her smoky eyes again, and she had a slight smirk on her face as she inspected him standing there in his state of heightened sexual arousal.
"Have a seat, sugar, and check out the view!" She said matter-of-factly, putting both hands on his chest and pushing him just a bit backwards, causing him to fall down onto an ottoman. She giggled at the sight of him helplessly falling back onto it. She looked down at him, right in front of her but also beneath her now, and she watched as his eyes naturally moved over every inch of her shiny black boots.
She looked down at his erect cock as it stood straight up at attention for her, and then she slowly reached out with one of those deliciously sexy black boots and gently prodded his hardon around with the edge of the sole. Sam's eyes rolled up into his brain as she softly manipulated his erection, poking it back and forth from both sides, letting it flop around as she casually toyed with it.
After another minute of this, she lifted up both boots and rested them on each of his knees, pushing on them and spreading them apart some more so he was completely held in place. As she spread his legs, hers spread too, and his eyes moved up the length of her boots.
His gazed continued moving upwards, moving up her thighs and ending on the outline of her pussy underneath those teeny tiny shiny black booty shorts. His erect cock stuck straight up as she gazed down at him, and she held him in that position as she laid some more details about herself on the table.
"Now then Sam, I do believe you are becoming a little more familiar with my teasing games, aren't ya sweetie!" She smiled knowingly as she put a bit more pressure on his knees with her boots, spreading his legs apart more until they were just on the edge of hurting.
The physical aspect of her assertion of superiority over him was undeniable, and he felt completely helpless, like a small mouse being toyed with by a big cat. And he simply could not tear his eyes away from her; her gaze was penetrating him deeply at this point and he was helpless to escape it.
He didn't respond to her provocative statement so she just continued, "Yes, Sam, what you may have suspected about me is true. I AM into female domination! I enjoy attracting men to me, sexually arousing them, and then seducing and enslaving them to do my bidding. And I bet you didn't know that dominating men doesn't have to be about bondage and inflicting pain; it can be about sensual teasing and seduction too! I mean, I bet you didn't know it before, but I think maybe you're starting to understand it now, aren't ya sugar!"
Sam just nodded as she led him along, revealing her fetishistic desires to him more fully. He was simply eating out of the palm of her hand at this point, she knew it full well and she was loving every minute of it!
So she continued, "And I think you might have been wondering how I know so much about this kind of thing, right? Well...I suppose I can tell you now. You see, I took some time off after my freshman year in college to work at a private gentleman's club that specializes in female domination. In fact, I spent four years working there, and there were many different little activities that I learned about, some of which I have already been demonstrating for you this week. Yes, hon, I had lots of practice playing the kinds of sexual games I wanted to learn about and explore, and you know what they say...practice makes perfect!"
Sam's head was reeling as this fabulous goddess revealed herself to him in this way, and suddenly all the things she was doing started to make sense. She really WAS into at female domination, she really DID have experience with the sexy teasing games she had been setting up and enjoying with him! Wow, this really was a dream come true...
And she continued, every sentence coming out of her mouth at this point just simply blowing Sam's mind. "Some of the girls there were real Dominatrixes, tying men up, whipping them and spanking them. But there were other girls...girls like me...that were very much into the softer side of things. Teasing, tantalizing, and seducing men was our way of making them do everything we wanted. And you know what else? Certain guys, guys like YOU I think, seemed to like our way better!"
Vivi paused once again, letting her words sink in to Sam's mind some more, sensing that he was on complete sensory overload. She was about to lay it all on the line, but before she did, she knew just what to do. So she looked down at him with a knowing smile and then slowly reached down toward the hem at the bottom of her gorgeous fluffy white sweater.
"You wanna see what's underneath this honey?" She said with that sticky-sweet tone of voice that Sam was starting to love. He just nodded, in a complete trance of arousal, obedience and devotion.
"All right then," she answered, and took hold of the bottom of the sweater with both hands, those gorgeous blood-red nails grasping the delicate stretchy furry fabric. Her eyes twinkled as she paused, purposely making him wait for a moment and then slowly, almost magically, she started to pull it farther up.