Dominate Me!: (12 Book Bondage Submission BDSM Bundle)

by Sylvia Redmond

  Or what he wanted to do to me.

  I thought about the things I wanted him to do to me and my hand started rubbing again. I thought about his fat cock and how it would feel in my married pussy. He was so much bigger than my husband, would I even be able to handle Evan’s big dick? My husband had not touched me in weeks.

  Was Evan thinking about fucking me?

  Chapter 4

  “Good Morning Jennifer” he had as he whisked past my desk to his office.

  It had been two weeks since I had sucked his cock, and he hadn’t mentioned a word to me about it since. We had exchanged a number of emails in that time, but that was all strictly business. I had forwarded him contracts and set his appointments, and he had given me the odd task to take care of.

  But not once did a word pass between the two of us about what had happened.

  I had thought about little else since the day it had happened. I had fantasized about him every chance I got. I was so churned up from the sight of him I had almost masturbated in the ladies room at the office on at least one occasion. And now I was starting to wonder if our sexual encounter had happened at all.

  It was late in the afternoon and I had barely gotten past obsessing about it. I had started coming to the realization that he was second guessing what had happened and it would never be spoken of again. I was starting to get concerned that I might be fired altogether. And then the phone on my desk rang.

  It was Evan’s extension calling me!

  I fought my initial reaction to snap up the receiver the moment his name appeared on the screen. I took a deep breath and gathered my senses before answering. This may be the termination call coming, I needed to be prepared. I put on my most professional voice as I picked it up.

  “Yes Mr. Bradley?” I answered.

  “Jenny, I need to see you in my office please” he said.

  Jenny!

  Chapter 5

  I pushed open the big oak door to his office and stepped in, closing it behind me. He was standing behind his desk with a look that confirmed to me that he hadn’t called me into his office to take dictation. My heart jumped into my throat as I looked at his strong physique standing there looking back at me in his expensive suit. I was waiting with bated breath, mentally begging him to order me to do something to him.

  “I’d like you to come over here and suck my cock again Jenny” he said, and I immediately nodded at him.

  “Yes sir” I said as I scrambled behind his desk.

  “Wait” he said as I was about to kneel in front of him. “Your shirt – take it off first.”

  I nodded and did what I was told. I unbuttoned my shirt and I slipped it off my shoulders. I was standing in front of him in a black bra that was barely able to contain my big tits. I thought momentarily about how my husband had been the only man to see me dressed like this and a part of me shuddered inside.

  “Ok. Go ahead now Jenny – suck my cock” he said.

  I kneeled in front of him and started to unbuckle his pants. I had only been in his office for a matter of minutes and I already felt my body responding. I pulled his pants down and saw that his body was responding as well. I reached my hand in his underpants and pulled out the cock that had been occupying my every thought over the last two weeks.

  I know I made a noise when I first put it in my mouth. Something between a moan and a hum escaped my lips as I returned that cock to the place it belonged. I started sucking his cock and committed to myself that I would do it better than last time. I heard him start to make noises and knew that I was off to a good start.

  He remained standing this time as I started to stroke him. I realized that he was starting to take off his tie and unbutton his shirt and I was thrilled with the prospect of seeing him naked. I suddenly felt constricted in my remaining clothing, and wanted to be naked for him, but I continued doing the only thing he had instructed of me so far – I kept on sucking that beautiful cock.

  I felt the clothing move over top of me and I knew that his shirt had just come off. I badly wanted to look at him but dared not removed my mouth from his cock. I had stroked him to full hardness and was once again impressed with his size. I started to bob my head more feverishly on him when I heard him speak his next command.

  “Stand up” he said.

  I grudgingly let his cock slip from between my lips and rocked back onto the soles of my feet. I pushed myself up and was greeted with the sight of his naked body. I didn’t think he could be sexier than he was when he was in his thousand dollar suits but I had been wrong. I was looking at a man who was far fitter than my husband had ever been on his most youthful day.

  His torso was lean and chiseled and was telltale of a man who took care of his body. His muscled midsection was only offset by the huge cock that dangled between his legs. I stood before him partially dressed and had to fight the urge to beg him to fuck my pussy right there.

  “Take off your pants” he told me.

  Never had four words sounded sweeter to my ears. I stripped off my pants with a speed that gave away how desperate I was to get fucked. The pants were around my knees as I tried to kick them frantically with my feet. My trembling hands went to the waistband of my panties but I had barely gotten my fingers under the elastic band. Evan put his strong hands on my shoulders and spun me so a second later I had my back to him, and I was looking at his desk.

  I felt his fingers at my bra strap and a moment later my huge tits were dangling free. The cool office air on my hard nipples was another reminder of exactly how desperate I was to get fucked. I could feel them puckering in the cool office air as I felt his hand between my shoulder blades. I felt him give me a push and the next thing I knew I was prone over his desk.

  My nipples made contact with the surface of the desk before I had a chance to put my arms out to break my fall. I momentarily had the wind knocked out of me as I felt him tugging at the waistband of my panties. I felt the wet fabric starting to slide down my legs as he teased my pussy with his free hand. A moment later he was lifting my feet out of the panties and then I felt him kicking my feet apart, spreading my legs open wide.

  I was propped on my elbows with my feet spread apart and my ass raised high in the air. The position offered him access to any part of my body that he wanted, and I felt helpless and thrilled at the same time. I wanted to feel him take any part of my body that was available to him, as long as he took it soon. I suddenly felt just the blunt tip of him against my sex and I braced myself for the thing I had masturbated to for months.

  “Do you want this cock Jenny?” he asked.

  “Yes, God yes – give it to me” I said.

  “How bad do you want this cock?” he said as he rubbed it gently over my wet opening.

  I was starting to feel myself get light headed.

  “Oh god, so bad – please fuck me with it!” I begged him.

  I felt his fingers prying me open as he placed himself against me. I felt him flex his hips and I was instantly rewarded with the thickest thing my aching pussy had ever known. I was so wet that he probably could have shoved a log into me, and he was so big that it would have been hard for me to tell the difference if he had.

  I felt my starving pussy stretching to accommodate him as he pushed and his fat cock traveled deeper. I gasped and grabbed on to the edge of the desk as my body pushed back against his. I heard him making noises too but I was the one to break the silence. He managed to push himself deeper and I heard myself say it.

  “Fuck me – fuck me harder, please” I begged him.

  He grunted and I felt him push harder. I felt his balls tapping my pussy and I knew that he had gotten himself all the way in. If he needed to go any further I don’t think I could have accommodated him – I think I had given him all the pussy that I had. I felt him hold himself steady for a moment before he started the slow, excruciating withdraw of his fat tool.

  I felt his big cock sliding out and then he shifted and started pushing forward. I felt my nipples dragging b
ack and forth across the top of his desk and I knew that he had found his rhythm. He put his hands on my hips and shifted his weight and I felt his spectacular cock dragging back and forth in my tingling pussy. I felt one of his hands momentarily leave my hips and trail across my leg until it landed on my pussy and I moaned.

  “Oh, you like that Jenny?” he said in a voice choked with passion.

  “Yes, yes – touch me” I told him as I felt his hand linger.

  His fingers teased me as they spread open my pussy lips and momentarily rested on my throbbing clit. The mere presence of them there was threatening me with an orgasm but I felt his hand retreat. I could feel my pussy gripping him as I got closer to cumming, and I felt his hand return to my hips as he continued fucking me. I could feel his huge cock throbbing and only imagined that he was close to coming himself.

  “I’m going to cum” he said, as if reading my mind. “I’m going to come in your naked pussy.”

  It was a statement but I knew it was his way of asking for permission. But pregnancy was a concern that had receded years ago for me. Mark and I had tried for the first half of our marriage but I knew that I could not get pregnant. Years of bareback sex and taught me that, and there was nothing I wanted more than to feel Evan’s cock throbbing and bursting in my pussy.

  “Yes” I told him. “Please – please cum in my pussy.”

  I listened to my own words and realized I was begging him. He was making me feel more alive than I had felt in years. My body tingled as I waited for it but it was another sensation that I felt first. I felt his fingers dragging across my ass and then stopping to tease my asshole. It was the one, most intimate spot of mine that he had not taken yet. I heard myself gasp as his finger gently started twisting.

  “Oh my god!” I heard myself squeal.

  It was another delight that my own husband would forever deny me. The mere mention of it repulsed him, and the fact that Evan was taking it now sent shock waves through my body. I felt my pussy opening and closing on him like it had a mind of its own as the orgasm hit me and I felt him shudder.

  “Oh Jesus” he groaned, and then I felt it happen.

  My body was still shaking and my pussy was in a heightened state of sensitivity. I felt his big cock twitch and a moment later I was flooded with his warm sperm. I was still coming down from my orgasm haze as he stroked into me. I felt the final spasms of his cock and then he pulled himself out.

  I slumped forward on the big desk and felt him dripping down my thighs. I had felt more satisfied than a hundred nights of masturbating would ever make me. I felt him pat me on the ass as he retreated to his chair. I said it one more time to him, but I knew by then the words didn’t even need to be said.

  “Anything at all” I whispered to him.

  Chapter 6

  It had been a week since Evan had fucked me in his office. It had been another week of me masturbating nonstop to the memory of our encounter. I thought incessantly about being fucked by his big, glorious cock. And I knew it had given me a swagger that I had not felt in years.

  I was still retreating to bed at night alone before Mark. I was still playing with my pussy as I lay there under the covers. But Mark had expressed interest in my over the previous week, an interest that could only be sparked by my new, subtle glow. Six months ago I would have been flattered and jumped on my husband – but now, I was satisfied to make him wait and think about what he was missing.

  It was another Thursday afternoon in the office but Evan had been out of town. I was horny and certain that I would not see him until the following week. I saw the email from him and opened it expecting another mundane request for a contract. I saw the first line and my heart leapt into my throat.

  Jenny,

  Meet me at the company jet tomorrow at 12:00pm. We are taking a trip but I will have you back at the office by 5:00pm. Dress appropriately.

  Evan

  Chapter 7

  I was at the corporate jet the next day at noon as Evan had instructed me. I had never been to the private airport but had made travel arrangements for him enough times to know its exact location. I saw him standing at the foot of the plane with the two pilots as I swung my small car into the lot.

  I didn’t know what “dress appropriate’ had meant. I thought I knew but figured I needed to play on the side of caution in case we were actually meeting with clients. I had dressed in professional business attire and knew as soon as I saw him that I had guessed incorrectly. He was dressed in jeans and a t-shirt and looked more stunning dressed casually than he had ever looked in his expensive suits.

  I approached the plane and was greeted by the glances of the three men. The two pilots climbed the stairs and entered the front of the plane while Evan took me into a room in the back. The plane had a lounge in the back that had already had a bed pulled out and waiting for us. We entered the elaborately adorned room and he closed the door behind us.

  “I asked you to dress appropriately” he said. “And you didn’t – for that you must be punished. Take off your clothes.”

  I was thrilled to hear him getting right to it. I felt the plane rumbling and the tires leaving the runway as I started to get undressed. He remained still and watched me until I was fully naked, making me feel vulnerable – making me want him more.

  “Do you want me to fuck you?” he asked me.

  “Yes sir, please fuck me” I said to him as I felt my body temperature rising.

  “Lay on the bed” he instructed me and I had to make an effort to not leap on it in my anxiousness to get fucked.

  Evan pushed me onto the bed so that I was lying on my back. He came behind me and took my right hand. He had slipped a piece of rope to it and had it tied off to a ring at the top of the bed before I had even realized what he was doing me.

  Tying me up! Game on!

  He stepped to the other side of the bed and started to slip the rope over my other wrist. I could feel the cabin pressure changing as the plane ascended as I felt the knotty tension of the rope on my wrist.

  “Jenny” he said, “Have you ever been with more than one man at once?”

  I felt my pussy start to tingle as he fastened my second hand to the bed. I now had my two hands tied above me and his mere suggestion of two men was making my nipples harden. I had to ask him to make sure I had heard him correctly.

  “Two men at once?” I asked him.

  I watched him as he smiled and keyed the intercom that was next to the bed. A moment later there was a quiet knock at the door before it opened, exposing my naked body to the 2nd man.

  Chapter 8

  I recognized him right way as one of the pilots, although I realized now that his job there was not to fly a plane, if he had been a pilot at all. I kept my eyes on him as he smiled and he started to undress.

  “Phillip is not here to fuck you Jenny” Evan said. “Your pussy belongs to me. Only I, as well as your husband, will fuck your pussy. Do you understand?”

  “Uh huh” I said as I watched Phillip’s pants dropping to the floor.

  “I want you to suck on Phillip’s cock to demonstrate your obedience to me” Evan said. “While you blow him I’m going to trim your pussy to prepare it, and then I will fuck you.”

  Oh my god

  Phillip was taking off his underwear and I watched as his hardening cock sprang into view. I was already writhing on the bed at the mere mention of having my pussy trimmed. I knew that I had a hairy bush, and I knew that I was past due for trimming it. I didn’t know that it would be a kink that Evan would exploit, and my body twisted at the thought of him touching me.

  “Be still” he said, and I watched him lean down as I saw the glint of steel in his hands.

  Phillip was naked and moving towards me. I saw Evan moving towards my pussy with his scissors for a brief second before Phillip’s cock was in my face and my view was obstructed. I opened my mouth to please the second man and felt him placing his hard cock down my throat. His cock was smaller than Evan’s – I was s
ure most were – but had a distinctive taste that I relished as I started sucking him.

  I was trying to concentrate on the cock in my mouth but I could feel Evan’s hands working on trimming my bush. I felt him touching me and I heard the snipping and it took every ounce of willpower to keep my body still. He would occasionally touch me ever so teasingly on my clit and cause me to squirm.

  “Don’t move!” he would order and I would feel his palm on my leg as I willed my body to obey.

  I felt Phillip’s hands starting to massage my big tits while I was trying to concentrate on blowing him and I started to moan. My arms moved reflexively against the ropes and the feeling of helplessness was starting to drive me crazy. At the same time my ears started to pop from the changing pressure in the cabin and it felt like every possible sense I had was getting overloaded. I lifted my head off of Phillip’s cock in a gasp and I heard Evan speak again.

  “Almost done Jenny” he said, and I felt him running his fingers through the short, manicured hair of my pussy. “Just a little bit longer – keep sucking.”

  I mumbled an acknowledgement to him as I kept on sucking like he wanted. I could feel him pushing his fingers into my pussy, teasing me, as he finished with his trimming. I realized I needed to get Phillip to come if I was ever going to get relief myself.

  I started sucking him harder, but doing any more was impossible with my arms being tied. Phillip kept playing with my tits and had started to concentrate on my nipples. He was rolling each nipple with his fingertips, gently tugging them as he played. It was the last straw and I lifted my head from him gasping.

  “Ok” Evan said. “She’s finished. Phillip, untie her – let’s flip her over.”

  Thank god

  I felt him release my nipples and immediately felt their stiffness in the cool air of the plane. He untied my hands and I realized my arms were numb as they dropped onto the bed. I needed a moment to gather myself but neither man was going to grant me the rest. I felt all four hands on me as I was being flipped and I found myself on my hands and knees.