Author's note: This long chapter involves many different types of sexual content as I further the story along, including a bdsm scene at the intro. If you find a particular scene doesn't appeal to you, scroll through it and you may find more interesting material as you read on.
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Part one - The truth revealed
When the knock at the door came, Nick knew it could only be Rachel's pretty, older neighbor, Susan. The lonely one who missed the satisfaction of giving a man head since her divorce years ago. The playful look on Rachel's face told him he might soon find out just how good Susan's oral skills were.
Nick spent the previous night satisfying Rachel but she denied him his own release and now, he hoped, his patience would be rewarded. Still nude, he remained seated as instructed and closed his eyes thinking of Susan.
She was in her early fifties by his estimation but very pretty and well preserved for her age. She was tall and thin with long, wavy blonde hair and pretty blue eyes. Susan wore delicate looking wire framed glasses with small round lenses giving her the look of a librarian, which he found sexy.
Nick believed her best feature was her full, pillowy lips. Since meeting her, he found himself more than once pondering what it would be like to part those luscious lips with the tip of his member.
Nick met Susan for the first time the week prior. Rachel attempted to embarrass him during breakfast by making him remain naked while Susan came over. While he did feel embarrassment, it did nothing to diminish his fierce erection and Susan commented about how pleasing it looked. She even allowed Susan to stroke it briefly and he could still recall how nice her gentle touch felt when she cupped his balls.
She told him afterward that Susan apparently had a blow job fetish which somehow brought about the end of her marraige. Seeing Nick's interest in her, Rachel had teasingly told him several times since that she would probably let him help her out with small handyman tasks now and then so that Susan would have a good excuse to offer him a nice soothing hummer.
Like the week before, someone was coming over now and Rachel told him to remain where he was, completely unclothed. Her sweet words were music to his ears, 'It's not like she hasn't seen you naked before." Nick let out a contented sigh, knowing he was probably going to be inside Susan's lovely mouth before long.
As he heard the front door being opened, he reached down to stroke himself, believing his much needed climax might be only minutes away. He wanted Susan to see his rod fully engorged from the moment she entered the room. Eyes still closed, he lightly fondled the head, swirling droplets of precum under the sensitive tip wondering what she was going to think when she saw this display.
As Nick opened his eyes, his mind screamed out in alarm. Mistress Jen strolled into the room, bold as ever. Her thin lips were curled into a sadistic smile. His heart always raced in her presence, sometimes in elation but more often in fear. This moment, however was all about fear.
Jen owned every room she ever walked into and she knew most men lusted for her, Nick being no exception. Jen had always teased him without mercy yet despite this, he was constantly coming back to her, willing to accept whatever attention she would offer, good or bad.
Confident she had completely taken him by surprise, she walked up beside him and broke the silence.
"Hi Nick. If you're getting that dick of yours ready for me, think again."
He was too stunned to speak but it mattered little as Rachel walked up on his other side and spoke for him.
"He was probably thinking you were my neighbor and how he'd like to get a sweet blow job from her. Isn't that true, you little whore? The look on your shocked face is priceless!"
His mind swirled in panic and confusion as he tried putting the pieces together. He asked himself how Jen and Rachel figured out he had been seeing them separately and on the sly but a more important realization set in that they now believed he betrayed them both. He thought about the new relationship he was trying to create with Rachel and feared it was about to end in the coming minutes. Just thinking of it made it hard to breathe.
Rachel looked down at him and continued, her tone becoming more icy.
"I know about the time you and Jen have been spending together. You're not that clever, Nick. She and I have been toying with you from the start, tag teaming you and comparing notes at every turn. You never had a chance against us."
Her attitude shifting back to more playful, "You know baby, it wasn't very nice of you to use your boyish charms to flirt with Jen. You got her so worked up that now she wants to spend even more time with you. And I'm going to see that it happens."
Nick found himself confused not knowing if this was them playing around with him. In the pit of his stomach, he worried that something had changed here and possibly for good. Mistress Jen ran her fingers through his hair, distracting him. Before he took too much enjoyment from the simple gesture, she grabbed a fistful of hair and painfully yanked his head back. Towering over him, she brought her face closer to his and softly spoke.
"Nick, before I got to know you, I was strong and confident. I brought men to their knees and they would drink my piss if I told them to. Then you came along and made me soft. You were different from the others and I even found myself falling for you. You played cute and innocent in your efforts to try and fuck me, completely ignorant to how dangerous I really am. Now that I've regained my strength and come to my senses, I'm going to show you my darker side. With Rachel's permission, I'm going to make you my bitch!"
"Jen darling, you have my blessing to do with Nick here as you see fit. He and I will be taking a break from one another starting today. I'm anxious to see him once you've trained him up some."
Turning to Nick, she added, "You need to settle up with Jen now. I'm going to run over to my moms while Jen gives you a taste of things to come. When I get back, you and I will have a little chat."
He didn't even have a chance to respond as Mistress Jen yanked him out of his chair, ordering him to his hands and knees.
"Stay put while I go through my bag of toys. And not a word out of you either. We'll wait for Rachel to leave before we get started. She's always been too soft on you and might object to some of this stuff."
As he held his position, he tried telling himself that this was just another wild and sexy situation they were creating for him to keep him off balance as they so often did. This time was different though as they were working together and worse still, Rachel said she wanted to pause their relationship which really took him by surprise.
Nick felt slightly sick over the idea of not being with Rachel but he had learned to trust these women. Surely they were only screwing with his mind. He tried arousing himself with imagery of Mistress Jen when she was feeling more generous and playful, hoping to displace some of the anguish he was feeling.
Jen was in her early thirties, very short at 4'11" and extremely petite. Her tiny body couldn't weigh more than ninety pounds, Nick thought, but every inch of her was lean, sculpted muscle. Jen didn't spend a lot of time in the sun leaving her skin lighter in color yet beautiful against her other features. Jen usually colored her hair and cut it in a short, cute but sassy style. Nick was used to seeing her as a blond but today, her hair color was a rich shade of red he hadn't seen on her before.
Even in play, he had never seen Jen without some type of garment that covered her neck, shoulders and arms but he longed to strip her down completely and play with her small breasts, spending time finding out how sensitive her nipples might be. He knew she had a number of hidden tattoos and once, she commented that she might let him become the first man to ever see them.
If Jen were an animal, he thought, she'd certainly be a tiger and a wild one at that. She was beautiful, exotic, powerful and dangerous yet whenever she focused attention on him, good or bad, all he could think about was running his fingers through her fur in a desperate attempt to soothe and please her. He dwelled on that thought, trying to will his erection back to life.
Jen couldn't help but notice that Nick's hard on had completely shriveled up in all the drama. 'He's scared shitless,' she thought and it occurred to her that she was really enjoying his fear. As much as she reveled in it though, she also wanted to find the perfect balance point with him where she could maintain his anxiety along with his excitement. After all, she thought, his dick wasn't much use to her in this state.
Sex appeal and sensuality along with equal portions of cruelty and volatility would create the balance she sought. Always struggling with her own emotions, she had finally convinced herself that the key to regaining her sexual equilibrium was conquering that which nearly unraveled her. Having Nick at the end of her leash, so to speak, would be her way of controlling feelings she would probably never understand.
Jen studied Nick as he remained still on all fours, faced away from her. When she permitted him to stand, he rose to a full 6 foot tall. A former student of hers, she saw him fill out in his senior year but now that he worked with his hands for a living, she noticed his muscles growing even faster and becoming nicely defined, particularly across the shoulders.
One area of a man that turned her on most was the midsection. Jen was a fanatic with maintaining her own lean body so when she found men who did likewise, she valued the hard work and discipline it took to do this. While his muscles were growing thicker, he had kept his body lean and tight.
Jen always thought of Nick as very handsome with his short, sandy brown hair and dark eyes but since she had been playing with him over the past few months, she found herself daydreaming of him often. A few times, he stood before her and kissed her passionately, nearly overpowering her strong will. Today was necessary to convince herself he was just another toy and not some young heart throb who was going to sweep her off her feet.
Not for the first time in the last few months, Nick found himself revisiting how he got to this crazy place in his life.
Less than four months ago, he had never even kissed a girl but practically overnight, he was aggressively seduced by both Rachel and a gorgeous older neighbor named Elyse, whom he did yard work for. Both women wrapped him around their finger and made him their play thing. Neither knew of the other, so he believed, and he tried to juggle his time between them, all the while keeping both of the demanding women satisfied.
