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

by Sylvia Redmond

  There were both beautiful black native girls. One was small and petite and the other was big with huge breasts. He spoke to each of them in their native language and they nodded demurely listening to his instructions. When he was done speaking to them he turned to me.

  “They will prepare you for the Prince. You must obey them. If you fail to obey them you will anger me and you will anger the Prince” he said, and he spun around and left the room.

  Chapter 5

  I laid there looking at them while they talked between themselves. They were wearing silk tops with nothing underneath which did little to cover their beautiful black breasts. The tall one was buxom and obviously the one in charge, as the smaller girl listened to her as if she was following her directions. When the tall one was done speaking the smaller one went to my waistband and started to unsnap my shorts.

  “Hey!” I said twisting my body.

  “Stop!” the tall one said, surprising me by speaking English. “We need to prepare you. You will do as I say. We need to undress you.”

  I looked at her numbly as the tall one nodded to the smaller girl and she continued to unsnap my shorts. She got them unzipped and hooked her small, slender hands into my waistband and started tugging them down past my hips. She had both my shorts and my panties in her little hands and struggled as she got them over my knees and off of my body.

  I was now naked from the waist down in front of these two strange women. I crossed my legs self-consciously as the taller one looked at me and smiled.

  “You have much hair down there, you will have to be trimmed for the Prince” she said.

  With that the smaller girl went to a table in the room to gather her utensils. The taller one started to unbutton my shirt and opened it to expose my bra.

  “What are you doing?” I asked her again.

  “Enough!” she said. She lowered one of the cups of my bra and grasped my nipple to make her point. I could feel her rough fingers on the tip of my nipple and I opened my mouth to gasp.

  “We need to prepare you” she said again. “If you protest we will make this harder than necessary for you. And you need to save your energy for the Prince.”

  She let go of my nipple and I felt the blood rush back into it. I knew it was having an effect on me. I was feeling my whole body responding to her rough treatment as the younger girl pulled a chair up to the table and got ready to start working on me.

  The bigger girl took a knife and cut off my bra and shirt, since she had been unable to slip them over my bound hands. She pulled the clothing out from underneath me and I was now completely naked and exposed to the two of them. The big one looked at my breasts and I knew she could see that my nipples had hardened. She slid her big hands over them and grasped them both, making me gasp.

  “Shhh” she said in an uncharacteristically quiet voice. “We take care of you.”

  I felt the smaller one starting to run her small fingers through my pussy hair as she prepared to trim me. The bigger girl kept her hands on my breasts and was squeezing them gently. I heard a moan escape my lips and my hips moved in spite of myself. The bigger one laughed and said something to the small girl, before turning back to me.

  “You are going to be most satisfactory for the Prince.”

  Chapter 6

  I could feel the smaller girl running her nimble fingers through my pussy hair as she trimmed me. Her hands were dancing all around my pussy but came just short off touching my moistness. She was fastidious, trimming me with a pair of scissors to make my hairy bush as neat as possible. The fact that she was so close to touching me was driving me crazy, and I desperately wanted to feel her small hands on my sex.

  I knew I was thinking this way because of what the bigger girl was doing. She had been looking right at me as she continued to stroke my breasts. I closed my eyes because her stare had been making me uncomfortable but that was making it worse. I was laying there with my eyes closed and it only made me concentrate more on the soft touch of her strong hands.

  She was squeezing them and tugging on my nipples. When I opened my eyes to look at her again she was staring at them in fascination. I wondered if she had ever even seen a white woman’s breasts before as she continued to massage them. She noticed me watching her and she straightened and went to the table to get herself a hairbrush.

  God the little one was driving me crazy!

  She was almost done with me – at least I had hoped she was almost done with me. There was not much else to trim. She had expertly trimmed me down to have a light landing strip of pussy hair, which I’m guessing was the Prince’s preference. I looked at her firm little tits as she finished with me and I thought about what it would be like to touch them.

  They were driving me crazy!

  They had both been touching me and now I was ready to fuck anything in sight. I suppose that had been the idea, and it probably worked well on even the most prudish of girls – but I was oversexed to begin with. I would have fucked the Prince if he had just asked me to, and now I had these women driving me out of my mind!

  The big one came back with her brush and started to comb out my hair. She said something to the smaller girl, who promptly got up and when to their supply table. She came back with a tube of something I did not recognize. She saw me watching her and she spoke.

  “Rudi tree bark ointment” she told me. “Make you nice and sexy.”

  I watched her squeeze some of the ointment out of the tube on to her small, delicate fingers. I knew what was coming next. I wanted it as badly as I had wanted anything in my life and at the same time hoped she wouldn’t do it. She didn’t give me a second look as she spread my legs and put her hand on my pussy.

  My hips flexed involuntarily at the feeling of her hands on me. The gel felt smooth at first as she started to work it into my pussy. I was horny enough already, having her little hands on my pussy was pushing me towards the edge. And then I felt the gel start to heat up and I thought I would squirm right off the table.

  All at once I could feel my pussy throbbing. It was like that gel had tripled the amount of sensation I could feel. It was warm and wonderful and I desperately wanted to feel something inside of me. I realized my hips were lifting off the table as the small girl’s hands continued to rub my pussy and then I felt hands on my breasts.

  I looked up into the big girl’s eyes. She had cupped my breasts again and when I looked at them I could see that my nipples were rock hard and throbbing. I opened my mouth to speak but all I could do is moan. The big girl stroked my breasts one more time and then she spoke.

  “You are ready.”

  Chapter 7

  The captain of the Prince’s security detail came back in to get me. He took one look at my naked body splayed on the table and nodded to the two girls. He unhooked the ropes securing my wrists to the ring over my head and he pulled my quivering body from the table. My pussy was on fire and my body was aching – I was in no position to struggle with him.

  “Come with me” he said and I followed him out of the little room.

  He walked me naked to another room that was immediately adjacent to the courtyard. He fastened the ropes around my wrists to a bar that was six feet off the ground so that I was naked and helpless with my arms held above me. I wanted my pussy touched so badly that I hoped that he might do it himself and then he was gone from my sight. It was then that I saw the Prince enter, and I watched silently as he strolled towards me.

  He had an ornate headpiece on his head and was wearing the same kimono styled shorts with the purple sash that I had seen him in that morning. His body looked every bit as hard and muscular as I had remembered from when I had been watching him earlier that day. If anything he looked bigger now that he was standing right in front of me.

  I realized the captain was still in the room with us when I caught him from the corner of my eye. He had a switch made from bamboo tendrils in his hand and was visible only momentarily as he walked behind me. I was on full display for both men, as na
ked as the day I was born. I was naked and horny and my only lucid thought at that moment was that I needed to be satisfied.

  “You defied our laws” the Prince said, in a voice that was masculine and firm. “You must be punished.”

  “I’m sorry” was all that I could get out. I was excruciatingly aware that my pussy was still throbbing and my nipples were sore from their hardness. All I wanted was to be fucked.

  “I didn’t know, I’m sorry” I repeated to him.

  I heard the brief whistle as the bamboo tendrils cut through the air and then I felt the sting on my ass.

  Whack!

  My naked body jumped at the feeling and I let out a gasp. Under ordinary circumstances it probably would have hurt more, but my body was so consumed with the throbbing between my legs that the bamboo was just an extra sensation. I looked at the Prince and could see his eyes on my body, taking in my breasts and my trimmed pussy. I had wondered if he ever had sex with a white woman, knowing that I had never had sex with a black man.

  He looked away and walked to a long table as he took off his hat.

  “I have decided your punishment” he said, as I head the air whistling again.

  Whack!

  Again I felt the thin switch of pain drawing a line across my naked ass. I gasped again but realized I was starting to like it. The smack of the bamboo was helping me to forget the fact that my pussy was on fire. The pain slipped away and I felt myself throbbing again.

  He took off the purple sash and laid it on the table.

  “You will submit to me” he said.

  Whack!

  I briefly saw stars and realized that the captain must have swung harder.

  Did he know how much I was enjoying this?

  I didn’t get a chance to contemplate it for very long. I was watching the Prince as he removed his shorts. He slipped them over his knees and got them to his feet and I was able to see what he had in store for me.

  He cock was big and black and beautiful. He was bigger than anything I had ever seen before. It was thick and ebony and already mostly erect. I stared at it wanting him. My pussy was itching so bad I couldn’t take it anymore and I wanted his cock inside of me.

  “And once you have satisfied me you can go” he said.

  Whack!

  It was harder yet. I felt the white hot burst of pain across my ass and my knees momentarily gave out. I felt hands on my breasts and I lifted my head to see that the Prince was grabbing at me. He said something in his native tongue and the Captain unhooked from the bar. He propped my limp body over the table in the room as the Prince got behind me.

  I felt his heat behind me. I wanted what he was about to do so badly I dared not move for fear he would deny me. With the little energy I had left I braced my elbows on the table and raised my burning ass in the air for him. I felt his royal hands spread me open and was thrilled when I felt the head of his enormous cock enter me.

  He was unlike anything I had ever experienced before. My pussy was throbbing so bad I feared I might pass out before he got the entire thing in. For a man that was punishing me he took his time pushing it in, although maybe that was my punishment. He was going so slow I thought I could count every vein on his cock and I started to have difficulty breathing.

  I felt his big balls smack me and I knew that he was all the way in. He started to pull it out and I whimpered as it was dragged slowly back out of me. He waited until just the tip remained and he started the whole process over again. I feared that I might cum by the time he got it all in me the second time and then I heard him speak.

  “You must not come back here again” he said as he started fucking me faster.

  I tried to answer him but all that came out was a series of moans. I felt my ears pop as his thick cock traveled back and forth inside of me. My pussy had been throbbing just moments before and now it was wrapped around him like a vise as he fucked my. I felt his strong hands exploring my ass and my body started shaking.

  “We are a private and humble people” he said as he forced himself faster.

  I felt his hands at my breasts and gasped as I looked down and saw his black fingers pulling on my nipples. The angle he was at as he leaned forward to touch me allowed him to enter me even deeper. I knew he was touching me in parts of my body that had never been touch before. I stifled a scream with one of my hands as I held onto the table with the other.

  “We do not come to your land, you should not come to ours” he was saying but I could hear his breathing getting faster.

  His cock was swelling inside of me and felt like it was filling me even more. I could feel it pulsing and knew that he was going to be filling me. I felt my knees starting to get weak and I hoped that I would be able to keep from cumming.

  “When I am finished with you, you can go” he said as he took his hands from my tits.

  I felt his hands on my hips as he started going faster. He was making noises now and I thought that he was getting close. I felt his one hand slide between my legs and touch me on the clit. I started to climax first as I heard him grunt.

  “And don’t come back” as I felt him twitch and fill me with his load.

  The Senator, the Page and the Pool Cue

  Sylvia Redmond

  Introduction

  Trevor Banks was watching his wife Catherine from across their expansive bedroom. His campaigning had been hectic and he should be exhausted, but he wasn’t like most men. He was insatiable to a pathological degree, his passion fueled almost entirely by sex and power. He had spent a long day on the campaign trail and the latest polls showed him demolishing what was supposed to be a strong rival. That had served as his dose of power for today – the thing on his mind now as he watched his wife undressing was sex.

  She was standing in front of her mirror taking out her diamond earrings. Trevor walked up behind her and put his arms around her before kissing her on the neck. He held her only momentarily before grabbing the zipper of her dress and pulling it down her back. He only needed to see her exposed bra and the tops of her lace panties and he felt himself getting aroused. But he would be gentle.

  What he wanted to do was tear the dress off and bend her over the dressing table. He wanted to grab her hips and play rough with her, or perhaps enter her in a place he had never dared before. But he wouldn’t do any of those things with Catherine. She was raised as a woman of privilege and was groomed to be the wife of a statesman. Trevor had always treated her as a lady in the bedroom and saved his darker fantasies for the women outside of his marriage.

  He reached his hands inside her dress and grasped her breasts and listened to her moan. He felt the steel of her dress zipper on his chest as he held her and a minute later the dress was at her feet. He picked his wife up and carried her to the bed and gave a long, appraising look at her body. She was as alluring now as she had been twenty years ago, he thought as he peeled her panties from her body.

  What he really wanted to do was roll her over and spank her on her supple little ass. Better yet, he’d like to bend her over his knee and say things to her that would make a sailor blush. He wondered what it would be like to tie her up and make her beg for it. But he would do none of these things. Besides being the wife of a statesman she was also mother to his three children, and she should be treated with respect.

  He pushed himself into her and listened to the noises she made. Even after all these years she was still snug, although he knew that was due in part to his own size. He started rocking into her and felt her wrapping her legs around him. He started fucking her harder and listened to her start to moan. He would make sure she had her orgasm first, like he always did. Once she came he would fuck her harder until he came himself, in his usual, respectful way.

  What he really wanted to do was tie her to the headboard. Maybe he would position her doggy style and then bind her hands, so he had complete control of her. He would smack her on the ass and make her tell him what it was she wanted him to do. Maybe she would tell him to stop, or may
be she would beg him to never stop. He would tease her, coming on her first before fucking her to orgasm. But he would do none of that with his wife – she was far too dignified for that.

  He would save that for Julie.

  Chapter 1

  “My opponent asks why? I ask, why not!” he said, slamming his fist to the podium for emphasis.

  The crowd erupted in applause. The people loved Trevor Banks. Everywhere we went people climbed over each other just to get a glimpse of him. The lucky ones got to shake his hand. He was a hard man not to like. He was funny and smart and charismatic. He was born to be a politician. Everywhere we went in the state people flocked to him.

  And he was strikingly handsome, almost to a fault.

  I had started working for him as a senate page five years earlier when I was just a kid. I knew I was interested in politics and it had seemed like a dream job. I had stayed on with him throughout college and was now interning for him at the age of twenty two, but I would forever be known to him as “the page”. I had gotten to know Trevor Banks pretty well over the years, and he had gotten to know me well too.

  In fact now he knew me almost too well.

  “I stand before you now a man of principle, and as long as you give me this office, I swear to uphold it with the dignity this great state demands” he bellowed. Again his fist hit the podium and the crowd roared. Again I thought about that fist and the things it had done to me and I felt me body shudder.

  It had all started innocently enough. I hardly ever saw him in the beginning. I was a kid and worked with the rest of his staff and ran errands most of the time. If I was lucky I would see him at the occasional fund raiser or sometimes at the campaign events.