I looked Domingo in the eyes.
“Yes oh, fuck me yes.” I plunged my fingers inside, and grabbed Master Victor’s arm with my other hand. My nails dug into him, but he didn’t flinch. My pussy grasped and squeezed at my fingers, and I bit down on my lip, holding it there. My wail became little more than “Hmmmm…..mmmmm” as my hips lurched forward of their own accord.
When it stopped, I closed my eyes. I could smell my juices over the delicious bread.
“Give him your fingers, pet.” My eyes snapped open. I looked at Master Victor. His eyes were steel.
“Yes, Master Victor.” I held my hand out to Domingo, as I had before.
He sucked my fingers clean.
"It's good to see you again, ‘Tasia." Domingo smiled at me, and I held my hand up for him to kiss. He smiled as he did, and I held his gaze, remembering how he had sucked my fingers clean after I had made myself come.
"I'm glad you could make it, Domingo." I took my glass from Alissa, nodding a 'thank you' to her.
"Why would I miss it? Your texts were very mysterious."
I smiled at him. "Mystery is the providence of a woman."
He hadn't so much as glanced at Kira during our entire exchange. Now I looked at her. "On your knees, little girl. Take One."
"Yes, Mistress." She pulled her hands behind her back, making her breasts seem to beg for attention. She was beautiful. I had already smeared the makeup on her face with my pussy, and mascara ran from her eyes from when Michal had fucked her mouth. She was panting from the crawling.
She truly looked like my little fuck-toy.
"Kira, I would like you to meet Domingo. He is an old friend of mine." She looked up at him.
He smiled. "She is every bit as beautiful as you and Master Victor said."
I smiled, pleased. "I'm glad you think so. I'm going to let you play with her for a few hours." She glanced at me nervously, and I leaned over to her. "Don't worry, pet. I'll be here with you. We aren't going anywhere."
"We are... staying here?" Domingo looked confused.
I nodded. "We have this stage and all its implements. Do you want her tied to the bench, or standing?"
I could tell it was all happening too fast for Domingo. He had never done this kind of thing before. Still, Master Victor wanted to know if he could trust him, as Domingo might be coming with us to Tijuana.
"Um... whatever's easier."
I smiled at him. I knew how to get Domingo to step up. I leaned towards him, my voice breathy.
"I've been teasing her for hours, Daddy. Her pussy is wet, and she's been begging to be fucked. This little bitch won't care how you fuck her; she just needs your cock."
My words had the desired effect. I swear I could see the man sit up straighter, could see lust glinting in his eye, like fire off steel.
"On the bench." His voice was soft. “I'd like to watch you use her mouth while I fuck her from behind."
I smiled. That's what I needed to hear.
"Whatever you say, Daddy."
The Present
Domingo was nervous.
I knew he had never done anything like this before. His time with me and Master Victor, at Abrigio's, had been his first exposure to a truly submissive girl. Master Victor had made me masturbate for him, rubbing myself until I came in a public restaurant. Afterwards, Domingo had licked my fingers clean.
Since that time, Domingo had been... interested in Master Victor's hobbies. He was only one of the kitchen workers, but Master Victor had come to know the young man, and had apparently seen something within him, something worthy of attention. As a result, Domingo had been offered the chance to work at Master Victor's new club in Tijuana.
It was a chance he had jumped at.
Kira and I were with Domingo tonight. It was both a test for her, and a test for him. My girl needed to learn a little humility, and understand that being my girl didn't ONLY mean being with me. That wasn't what Master Victor's service implied. If she was to go to Tijuana with me, she would find life to be a little more... varied than she had living in Daddy's house.
Domingo's testing was a little different. Master Victor would ask me what kind of man he was. Could he be trusted? Did he understand that this was all about taking care of the girl, or would he simply cave to his own desires?
There was, after all, only one way to know.
The bench that Kira was tied to was about two-and-a-half feet off of the ground at one end, and with legs less than a foot tall on the other. There were thick black leather pads on the bench itself, so she wasn't directly on the wood. Her pretty ass was in the air, and her arms were secured to the short legs. She was held tightly, and couldn't move.
"Pretty girl." I caressed her face, and she whimpered for me.
The lights from the stage beat down on her.
We were at Exotix, of course. There were customers milling about in the darkness. Most were on their own business, but a few had slowed and watched as we tied my pretty, lust hazed girl to the bench.
She did make quite a sight.
Kira had flawless skin, fair as the moon and without a blemish. She was perfectly shaved and groomed, and stretched out over the bench, writhing and helpless. I loved listening to her whimpering, wordless begging. Her ass was in the air, and her wet pussy was open, available. I could smell her musk.
Domingo stepped behind her, and traced his thick fingers along the curve of her ass. I could see the lust in his dark eyes. Slowly, he traced the edge of her pussy with his fingers. I couldn't see what he was doing, but her eyes rolled in her head, and she shuddered.
"Mistress..." She looked up at me. One look was all I needed. She was desperate to come. I had spent the last couple of hours teasing her. First, I had used her mouth. Then, I had made her fondle herself for strangers, while she serviced our driver. Finally I had brought her into the club, leashed and crawling. She hadn't been allowed to come all day, and as a result, was practically raving. I knew her pussy must be dripping onto the black leather.
"What, sweetling?" I ran my fingers through her hair. "Did you have something to say before we fucked you senseless?"
"Mistress, I have been so close to coming for a long while now." She bit her lip, looking at me. She moaned as Domingo pushed a finger inside of her.
"Yes, doll. I know." I smiled at her.
"If you fuck me, if he fucks me, I will come. I am so close, Mistress."
I knew what she was trying to do. She would be punished if she came without permission. Yet here she was, on her edge. Domingo was toying with her pussy. If he wasn't careful, he would drive her beyond her edge, and then she would be in trouble.
I walked around her to where Domingo was enjoying her silky wetness. He had two fingers inside her, and was pushing deeply. Kira moaned once, loud and long.
Gracefully, I grasped his wrist. I pulled his hand from her, looking him straight in the eye.
"We need to be careful with her." Slowly, I lifted his hand to my mouth, and flicked a tongue against his fingers. Kira tasted peppery and sweet on his hand. "She is close to coming. I've been teasing her for a while now." I kept my eyes on him, pushing one of his fingers into my mouth where I sucked it clean. After a moment, he spoke.
"That's what I was trying to do. Tease her. Keep her ready."
I grinned at him. "I know. It's the right thing to do. The longer she goes without coming, the more of a depraved little whore she will be." I let my grin grow wider. "That's what you want, isn't it? A depraved little whore?"
"Yes." His voice was a rough whisper. I saw him growing hard in his pants as I licked him clean, whimpering as I did.
"Right. So we have to be careful with her. She knows she can't come without permission. She doesn't have permission, not yet. Therefore, if you want to fuck her, we need to take her down a little."
Kira whimpered at my words. "No, Mistress. Plea—."
"Shut up." My voice went from kitten soft to steel sharp. "You don't get a say, bitch. You are an instru
ment, a toy. Isn't that right?"
"Yes Mistr.... Mistress." Her voice held a choked off sob. Good. She knew where we were going.
"Get me the tawse, won't you, dear?" I gestured to the wall where implements hung. As he walked to the tawse, I bent over and caressed her face.
"You know full well you are a strong girl, Kira. There is nothing I will do that you cannot take."
Her voice held a slight whine. "Yes, Mistress, I know."
"This isn't about breaking you, pet. You are mine. I know that. This is about being stronger than pain, stronger than fear."
Master Victor's words, my mouth.
"Yes, Mistress.” She took a deep breath. "Thank you, Mistress."
Domingo walked back to us, a nine-tailed tawse in his hand. I smiled at him.
"Thank you." I stepped back around behind Kira, keeping my ice-blue eyes on him.
"The important thing to remember here is that she doesn't come until we say. At first, this is very hard for a girl, but she gets better as time goes on." I trailed the tawse on Kira's backside, and she whimpered.
"How can she stop herself from coming?" Domingo was trying, very hard, to pay attention to my words, and not Kira squirming in bondage.
"Once beyond a certain point, she can't. That's why we skirt that edge, as long as we can.” I let the tawse trail along her pussy lips, and she softly moaned. "In the end, however, a girl that is your property must learn that her pussy belongs to you, that you get to say how and when she uses it. If she fails you, she is punished."
I flicked my wrist, and the tawse gently slapped Kira on the ass and pussy lips. She gasped.
"But she hasn't done anything wrong yet, has she? Why are you beating her if she hasn't come yet?"
I chuckled. "Because she is too close. This won't exactly be a 'beating,'" I flicked my wrist again, harder. Pretty red stripes appeared on Kira's ass, and she cried out, "but it's close. The point is to cause her just enough pain that she quits thinking about her pretty pussy for a few moments. It 're-sets' her."
Domingo nodded with understanding. "How badly does a girl need to be hurt to be re-set?"
I thought for a moment. "It depends." I swung once, twice, and Kira cried out in earnest now. I could tell she would be full on crying soon. "Different people have different pain tolerances. You have to come to know your play partner." I hit her again, hard this time. The lash scored a red stripe across her slickness. Kira screamed.
"MISTRESS!! PLEASE!!" Her ass was writhing, trying to anticipate my next stroke. I placed my hand on her flank and stroked her, soothingly. Her skin was hot where the lash had taken her. I leaned over, and kissed her poor cheek.
"Are you ready to be used now, Kira?"
Her voice was hoarse, ragged from screaming. "Yes, Mistress. Please use me. I'll be a good girl. I'll do whatever you need."
"You know we are going to fuck you, to use you for our pleasure. Domingo here is going to come inside you."
"Yes, Mistress ‘Tasia. Please."
"That's what you want, little bitch?"
"Yes, Mistress ‘Tasia. I want to be used, to be nothing more than your fuck-toy."
I smiled wickedly at Domingo.
To his credit, he smiled back, nodding in understanding.
Then, Domingo began to undress.
As he did, I held a vibrating wand to my girl's sweetness. She gasped prettily for me.
"Yes. Thank you, Mistress. Ohh..."
She was well trained, and it didn't take any time at all for her body to switch gears. Less than one minute after I had been beating her, her hips were writhing again, the smell of her desire filling the air.
"Please, Mistress ‘Tasia. Please."
Her moans were delicious.
This time, however, I wasn't going to torment her. I nodded at Domingo, and he began to stroke her ass.
"Do you want Domingo to fuck you, Kira?"
He moved his hips, nestling his cock head in between her swollen lips. She frantically tried pushing back against him, but could scarcely move.
"Yes, Mistress. Please. I need to be fucked." Her words were breathy pants. "I'm begging. I'm your little whore begging for his cock."
I nodded at Domingo, and he pushed himself into her. I watched his face, watched as his eyes drifted closed, as a slow, lazy smile pulled at his mouth.
"Oh. Oh, yes." Kira bit her lip, and moaned, loud and long. Domingo dug his fingers into her ass cheeks, and he began to fuck her.
There is a primal rhythm to sex, something that we all understand, but is hard to articulate. Our species speaks of sex in the steady beat of a drum, or a heart, or thunder. For all of our hang-ups and misgivings, sex can be an amazing, beautiful thing. Fucking can be art, can be a prayer.
Domingo's sex was beautiful.
He was no Master Victor. I knew he probably couldn't take her for hours, or force himself to not come. But his sex was powerful, spontaneous. He drove himself into Kira with the force of a storm, and she loved it. They writhed against each other, him crashing against her, and her wailing, moaning, and begging for his cock.
"Mistress.... I... I need to come on his cock. Oh... oh, fuck me, yes...."
I pulled her hair, hard enough so it would actually hurt. With her focus on me, I settled onto the ground, in front of her face. I pulled her face close to my pussy.
"Do you like the way I smell, baby girl?"
"Ye... yes Mistress. I love the smell of... of your pussy. Please let me eat you."
I tightened my grip in her hair, and thrust my hips towards her face. She whimpered, keeping her eyes on me.
I smiled. "Eat me, little bitch."
Enthusiastically, my girl began to eat my pussy.
Her tongue was like silk on my lips. I always loved how hungrily Kira ate me. It was as if she were starving, as if my juice was the last thing she would ever get into her mouth. I laid my head back and moaned as she lapped at me like a good little girl. I felt her panting breath as her tongue caressed my wet lips, as she dipped her tongue inside of me.
God. I loved fucking her mouth.
"That’s my good little girl." My voice was a low growl. "Fucking drink my come, you little bitch. Show me how a nasty little bitch like you likes to eat pussy."
"MMM...Yes...Mistress. Y... yes." Her words were staggered, staccato from Domingo's fucking. I looked up at her, and saw the way her pretty green eyes were glazed over, saw the shine of my juice all over her face. Her makeup was absolutely ruined, but I knew she didn't care.
"Are you enjoying my girl, Domingo?"
The dark skin man smiled. It was a wicked, lustful grin. "You've trained your girl very well, ‘Tasia." He slowed his fucking. She whined, trying to push herself onto him. I watched as he wrapped an arm around her, as his fingers found her sweet blooming bud.
"Oh. Oh, God. God damn." I saw the beginnings of her orgasm in her eyes. She looked at me, silently begging.
"No, sweetling. Not yet.” I squeezed my fingers together, and pulled her hair, hard. "I'll tell you what. When I come, you can." I looked at Domingo. "He will play with your clit again when I tell him, and you will come.
"Yes Mistress." Her words were rushed, thankful.
Kira began eating me in earnest. She devoured my pussy while Domingo fucked her. Her lips were soft like butterfly wings, were swift and skilled and strong. Waves of red pleasure tore through me, rippled through my body, I arched and writhed. I moaned her name. I whispered truths I had forgotten.
Her tongue was like being touched by God. Soon, it was obvious I was going to come on my girl's face.
"Not so quick, little girl." I adjusted my hips. "I need your tongue lower, little bitch. Eat my ass. Show me how hungry your pretty little mouth is."
She looked me in the eyes. I felt the fire in her gaze.
"Yes Mistress. Please let me eat your ass."
I moved closer to her, and she enthusiastically began to tongue my asshole with abandon. She whimpered as she ate me, her pretty little tong
ue devouring me.
I brought the wand back to my clit and held it there. Kira moaned against me as Domingo fucked her.
"Fuck, that's a good little girl." My voice was starting to pitch upwards as my eyes drifted shut. Kira rimmed my puckered hole as the wand sent vibrations I could feel all the way to my spine.
God, she was amazing. She nuzzled and licked me as if she were starved for my ass. The noises she made while she ate me were animalistic, wildly mewling as Domingo slammed his cock into her.
"I'm going to come....on your face, you little bitch." My voice was a soft croon. “I’m going to...to come all over your face, and then you can come on his cock."
"Mmmhmm." She was beyond words. Kira licked and tongued my tight hole, and the vibrating wand was like thunder on my clit. I buried my fingers in her hair, holding her mouth on me. I felt myself begin to clench, and I wordlessly whined. It took long moments before I had the breath to say anything.
"Oh fuck. Fuck you, you little toy." I held my eyes on Domingo's face. His gaze was glued to my face, watching me as I skirted the edge of coming.
My eyes closed again.
It was time.
My whimpering was more of a squeal now, and I pulled so hard on Kira's hair I knew it had to be agony. She didn't seem to mind. She was eager, her pretty pink tongue fucking my ass while I held the vibrator on my clit.
"Are... are you ready, little slut?"
"Nmmmhnm."
"Good. Oh, you....I'm glad, you're..." I didn't even know what I was saying. I thrust myself into her mouth, and she pushed her tongue inside me. "Oh. Oh, Kira..."
I started to scream.
My vagina was a rolling ocean in storm. My eyes clenched shut, and I saw starbursts of color. As Kira devoured my ass like the good little bitch she was, I began to come. I squirted my salty water all over her face. My voice was a high, wordless scream.
God. I can't describe it.
I wish I could tell you how it feels, to have a pretty, submissive little redhead eat your ass while you squirt on her face. I wish I had the words to tell you the look on her face as she started to scream and come. Her eyes rolled, and she smiled. It was a sweet, beautiful smile, and her wails were like a secret song.
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