She Who Must Be Obeyed Pt 04

She who must be obeyed Part 4.

Jamie.

I heard them come through the front door about 1am, both were trying unsuccessfully to speak in hushed whispers as to not wake me. It was obvious that they had too much to drink as both were giggling like kids.

I had in fact been awake all evening, sleep had not found me yet no-matter how I had tried. I had tossed and turned for the last three hours, in the end I had to search out a pair of my step mums panties to help to relieve my pent-up obsession with her. I knew she would see me rifling through her panty draw on that fucking app that she has, but I didn't care. If fact, I smiled at her hidden camera on the way back out her bedroom waving her small purple panties at it.

Once I had her scent my relief came easy, sleep much harder.

I heard her intoxicating giggle as they made their way up the stairs, I imagined he was behind her snatching feels of her perfect ass. They passed my door and she stopped outside, she poked her head around to make sure I was asleep. Squinting my eyes, I saw through my lashes as she blew me a kiss from the doorway. I so nearly let her know I was awake but she pulled the door to, leaving just a two inch gap of light from the landing lights.

Over the next hour it was pure torture as I heard her orgasm over and over, god only knows what my father was doing to her and she showed her appreciation far too vocally. Her panties helped me to a couple more highs of my own while I listened intently.

The next morning I was the last to make it out of bed, opening the curtains I saw dad was pottering about in the garden while mum, shit, even I was calling her mum now. My step-mum, was preparing dinner and I could hear her chopping in the kitchen.

Looking at the bedside clock I saw it was gone midday. I virtually crawled to the bathroom and let my bladder go before brushing the night from my mouth.

She had her back to me and was peeling potatoes, I crept up and hugged her. She screamed in fright and to my surprise, got quite angry making me pull back.

"Jamie, you can't just do that!" she said angrily.

"What?" I protested.

"That," she said, "Come up and cuddle me whenever you feel like it, and especially push THAT into my rear!"

She pointed the knife in her hand to my groin.

"Sorreeeeeey!" I said in my most whiniest little boy voice, before turning and walking away with a sulk on.

What the fuck was wrong? She had fucked me just the other day, fuck! she even blew me in the same spot that she is standing now! What the fuck did I do wrong? I ran up and got dressed then making sure everyone knew I wasn't happy, I slammed the front door when I left the house.

Maria.

"Typical eighteen year old." I said to Eric when he came in, "I think you need to speak to him love."

"What on earth do I say? I know you fucked your mum but......"

"I know, it's hard. I don't think he is mature enough yet for what we have done with him. Maybe it was too soon." I sighed.

"Maybe if we tell him the truth about you, your job." Eric said, hopefully.

"You think? it won't freak him out even more?"

He laughed, "Well, if seeing his dad get fucked up the ass by his wife didn't freak his head, I doubt learning that you are a dominatrix will."

He helped me prepare the rest of the veg and season the meat, then texted Jamie to tell him dinner was at four. I made a few phone calls regarding last night's festivities and found that the misgivings that I had had that had happened last week, were all forgotten about. Aveline was even going to take Shelly under her wing and show her the ropes of becoming a Domme, but only if I was ok with it of course. I gave her my blessing and would need to find another barmaid as good as she was, and soon because we had a big weekend at the club coming up.

We were opening up the new viewing area this coming Saturday, we had a few viewing rooms already but these were slightly different. Each had overhead balconies were patrons could sit and watch what happened below and a huge one-way window at the front.

Each room was situated off of a long wide hallway where you could move from room to room as you wished, you could peek in at whatever room or activity that took your fancy. There were eight new rooms, and already we were fully booked with exhibitionists wishing to perform alone, or Mistresses and Masters with their slaves.

I hated and loved the fact in equal measure that we had to restrict membership entry on the night, because so many wished to attend. Legally, with fire restrictions and safety protocols, we could only have 400 in the club at any given event. This extra space allowed for another 75 but even then we had to restrict sales and it was still nearly a week to the event.

I had speciality acts performing in the dance areas. One was a master of rope-play, Sven. He was a Swedish Master, I swear I had seen him make two gorgeous young women come just by tying them up and moving the ropes around their bodies.

Mistress Angelina was a specialist in the more hardcore type of BDSM, her specialities were whips and torture devices. I had seen her once in Amsterdam cut a man to ribbons with a the cat to within an inch of his life. He had blood pouring from wounds from his shoulders to the top of his legs, yet still he wouldn't say his safe word until she forcefully took him down from the cross and cared for him, he loved her that much.

They were both giving classes for anyone who wished to learn from the best, it was soon obvious that this was going to sell out quickly.

Jamie came home around 4.15. He was late on purpose, and I think in his mind he was trying to prove a point. It was obvious that he still had a bit of a cob-on about the harsh way that he felt I had treated him this morning. Both myself and Eric knew that he had to be put in his place, the way he had acted today and his general attitude towards me had to have boundaries, he obviously felt like he could do as he wished.

Over dinner myself and Eric told him the truth about the last five or six years, how he had come to the club looking for someone like me. Eric had booked me and over the space of six months, had become totally subservient to me. However, over more time we had grown to become more than mistress and sub, we had formed a relationship that transcended the club and encroached into the vanilla world with meals and movies.

Eric had been the only man that I had ever felt this way about and I was willing to give up my role in the club and just be the owner, not a player in the games. Eric had introduced me to his son about a month after I had given up my role as Mistress Maria to have an exclusive relationship with him.

I was still to be his mistress, but mainly only in sexual matters. In most everything else we would have an almost equal footing, I found it hard to commit to a total 50-50 arrangement so it was slightly loaded on my side, there was no talk of marriage at this stage so we would give it a go as a couple and see where it went.

I was very surprised when Eric told his son that we had indulged in a couple of threesomes both inside and outside of the club, they were of the cuckolding type thing and he went into detail of how on my command, I had made him have sex with the man involved.

He even told him that he had been aware of his involvement in our lounge a few weeks previously when he was blindfolded, and that we had hoped he would play along that day.

Jamie sat open-mouthed at these revelations, I have no doubt he was expecting just another normal Sunday roast.

Eric had it in his head that as I had taken Jamie's virginity and was going to take his anal virginity, that it had to be done this week. He wanted to show his son firsthand what our lifestyle consisted of by taking him to the club at the weekend for the big opening. If his son was to join in our lifestyle, Then we had to be honest and had to be all-in, or not at all.

"You knew I was there that afternoon?" he asked, not believing it.

"Yes, Maria planned it all." My husband said, "She knew that your curiosity and general horniness wouldn't let you leave once you had seen us." Eric grinned, she was right.

I noticed that Jamie was getting more and more uneasy at the conversation and told Eric to cool it a bit. It was also obvious that he was turned on by it too because he was continuously dropping his hand under the table, presumably adjusting himself.

"Ok," I said,

"Now I know this sounds a bit clinical but, this Tuesday your father is at the tennis club all day. I can arrange to be here with you if you want to take this opportunity to take this to another lever Jamie."

He nodded dumbly without a word.

"By another level Jamie, I mean I will fuck you." I Grinned.

He squirmed like a scolded child in his chair, he was even more uncomfortable now hearing me say that in front of his father.

"Well?" I said, pushing him further.

"Yes," he whispered under his breath while staring at the floor.

"Sorry?" I said, pushing him even further.

He was seriously uncomfortable now, I think he knew that I wanted him to say that he wanted me to fuck him in his ass in front of his father.

"It's ok." Eric interrupted. I'm out Tuesday, let's leave it at that.

I could not have given him a colder stare if I had tried. Jamie used the cold silence to get up and leave the table.

"Fuck you Eric!" I hissed, he is a grown man, let him fight his own battles. "That is going to cost you dearly, you might regret helping him there."

That night I caged him and fucked him mercilessly for over an hour, his ass was red-raw by the time I had finished with my paddle. I also made sure his cries for mercy and his screams were heard by his son, I had to let him know what happened when someone defied me. He got no relief off me the next day either, his cage stayed on until his tournament Tuesday morning.

Going without sex for two days took its toll on me too, especially knowing I would have an eighteen year old virgin ass soon. By Tuesday I was gagging for it, if he backed out I think I might just kill myself.

Eric went off to work around 9am and to be honest, I couldn't wait for him to leave. I also got a huge kick out of knowing that he would be thinking of what I was doing with his boy all day, he would have to shove tissues down his shorts to soak up his wetness.

I had a few a gentle saline enema kits in my toy box, if we were going to have an anal day we were going to have to do it right. I heard Jamie rustling about in his room, it was almost as if he was afraid to come out. In the end, impatience got the better of me and knocked on his bedroom door.

"Yes?"

A very timid voice said from the other side,

"Jamie, open the door dear."

It was quiet, "Open the door now Jamie."

The door slowly opened, just a crack, enough for him to peer through and still feel safe. It made me feel warm and fuzzy inside to know that he was scared stiff of what the day would bring. I put my foot through the gap and pushed it open, he was not ready for my forcefulness and relented his space. Once open, he looked terrified standing there in just his boxers. I handed him the enema and told him to meet me in the bathroom in five minutes, I would help him administer it.

He tried to protest but one of my favourite things was to administer enema's, the more uncomfortable and embarrassed I could make my victims, the better. I went down and poured a tall glass of white wine and took a few sips, it had been a long time since I broke in a virgin ass and especially one as young as this. To think of it, Jamie was probably the youngest one I had ever taken.

Once back upstairs, I noticed that the bathroom door was closed, I tapped on it and pushed to find it locked.

"Jamie don't be a silly boy, open the door."

"I can do it, honest, I'll do it." he whined.

"Open the door, now." I said, more forcefully.

'Click' the bolt slid back and the door opened.

"There's a good boy, now strip those shorts off." I couldn't hide my excitement and almost dropped my glass as I sat it on the basin.

Jamies cock was at full mast and he had his hands over it like last time, I tapped his elbow.

"To the sides dear, remember?"

He reluctantly dropped his hands to his sides to show me a beautiful young erection pulsing and bobbing with each heartbeat. There was a bead of clear precum threatening to drip from the slit in the head, it took great willpower not to drop and suck it into my mouth but I had a job to do.

"Right Jamie, I need you to bend over the bath and pull your ass cheeks apart for me."

The look of horror on his face was a picture at my suggestion,

"Well?" I said, at his hesitation.

It was clear that he was really uncomfortable and feeling vulnerable at his nakedness to my fully dressed situation, what I was asking him to do now compounded his feelings ten-fold.

I could see his lip start to tremble and his knees had closed together, he really, really didn't like this. That made me like it all the more.

"Jamie, turn around and bend over the bath like I asked you to." I said more sternly.

He could see I wasn't joking and started to turn, at the last minute he turned back and whimpered, "Please,"

It actually brought a lump to my throat, this kid was getting to me but the mistress in me soldiered on. "Bend over."

He crouched and placed his hands on the side of the bath, "Cheeks apart."

His hands came back and pulled himself apart for me, his little star blinked and slightly opened.

I placed a small amount of lube on the wrinkled skin and he nearly flew through the opposite wall almost headbutting the tiles on the other side of the bath. I laughed at the way he jumped and pulled him back.

He pulled open himself again and I lubed his tight opening, I was really enjoying this.

"Are you ready this time, I am going to lube just inside ok?"

He nodded and I slid a finger just inside his opening greasing the first inch or so, I made the most of it and didn't need to finger him quite as much as I did, but its not every day you get to do a fit eighteen year old is it?

"Ok, ready?"

I slid the end of the bulb in and he raised up onto his tiptoes, his hands gripped the side of the bath as I squeezed the saline solution into his bowels.

"Good boy, good boy," I cooed gently patting his ass.

"It will feel strange at first, but you have to keep it in for five minutes no-matter how much you want to expel it, if you do, we will just have to do it all over again."

He nodded and his feet came back down, resting onto the floor. His erection had subsided a little and I decided to give him a reward, I reached out and took his now softening cock into my warm hand and lightly squeezed causing him to gasp. He reacted the way I would expect and started to grow, his foreskin retracted a little showing the little slit and that bead reappeared. This time I stooped forward and licked at the end, he uttered an appreciative groan and I did it again lapping up the sweet moisture.

"Oh god, I need to get this out." He gasped.

"Two more minutes," I said, and kneeling on the floor, I took the head fully into my hot mouth.

I could feel his struggle with not cumming and the struggle to keep his ass tight shut, he was losing the battle on both fronts.

He had virtually hairless legs much like his ass, he was not a massively muscled boy either. In fact a wicked thought entered my head as I gently sucked him, how would he look dressed as a girl? My clitoris reacted to my thought and I had to squeeze my thighs together hard.

"OK," I said releasing his cock from my mouth, "Time to expel."

I helped him walk to the toilet and virtually as he sat, his ass exploded into the water. He looked mortified and he couldn't look at me, I smiled, I loved this.

"Ok, I will leave you for a few minutes. Stay on there and more will come out, don't move until I say."

Taking my wine I walked off to my bedroom, the second I was out of his sight my hand went into my panties. I was soaked and it took no more than a minute to get myself off to a small orgasm.

I finished my wine and rifled through my toys getting the right ones out for todays adventure. I took a seven inch blue rubber dildo with suction-cup back into the bathroom with me and ran Jamie a nice hot bath. He looked so embarrassed sitting there naked while I busied myself around him, I squeezed some of my perfumed bubble-bath into the water and stuck the dildo on view between the taps.

"How do you feel dear?"

"Ok" he sighed.

"Push, get it all out."

I heard a trickle hit the water, not much, just a small stream, he was nearly done.

"I'm just popping down to refill my glass, I'll be straight back ok."

He nodded and grunted in annoyance I think.

Two minutes later and with a full glass I turned off the taps, his bath was ready.

"Ok son, in you get."

Son, I called him son, it had come out so easily and I hoped he hadn't heard me. When he stood to get into the bath he asked me, "So, do I call you mum now?"

Fuck, I am sure I ejected a small squirt onto the bathroom floor, I hadn't put my panties back on and I could feel my wetness creeping down the inside of my thighs.

"If you want," I said as nonchalantly as I could manage while squeezing my pussy together with my thighs.

"In you get."

I helped him in and as he did, I saw his balls from the back again. They were hanging low like they were full to the brim, I would do my best to drain them dry today.

Jamie slowly sat into the hot water, the dildo was perched ominously between the taps at the far end, I noticed that he couldn't take his eyes off of it.

"Its for you, in there." I said. pointing at his ass, "Wash first and when you are done I will help you insert it."

"Insert it?"

I smiled, "Yes, it will loosen you up and help expel any stragglers in your ass."

"Oh!" was all he said. It made me chuckle.

"I will leave you to wash, unless....."

"No-no, I'm fine," he said.

So I gave him ten minutes alone.

When I went back I had changed into my dressing gown, I was naked underneath. I let it drop to the floor and stepped into the bubbles with him. I instructed him to turn, face away from me and kneel, to my surprise he did it without question.

His ass appeared from the bubbles, he was nearly void of all hair, just a few downy ones near his actual hole. The cheeks were hair free and smooth as a baby and shiny from the clinging bubbly water.

His body quivered as I stroked up and down his crack, I stopped to tickle the little hole on the up-track, then again on the way back. He was perfect, utterly perfect.

I enticed a long sigh from him as my finger played over his most intimate place, the bubbles helped lubricate him a little and I pushed through the resistance to a even louder gasp. Reaching behind me I felt for the rubber dong, I lubed it with the water-based lube I had brought with me and told him to brace.

His body immediately went ridged and his hole tightened around my intruding finger, it felt good and I wished I had a real live living cock to feel his tightness contract around me like that. Pulling my finger free I placed the rubber head at his hole, slowly I put pressure on it until it popped through. He dropped his head and groaned as I pushed in, my god it was a wonderful sound and I could feel the wetness between my own legs flowing into the bath water. The sight of his ass slowly enveloping the phallus was mesmerising and I could watch this all day. He was doing well and I think, even starting to enjoy it.

For a man, giving his ass up is probably the pinnacle of submission. Men are hardwired to be macho, to weld the power, not to give it up. Only when a man gives his total submission can he know what true power is, it is the sub that holds the real power, not the Domme.