Serving a Beautiful Young Domme - Part 7

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Kara, as it turned out, had a boyfriend. I guess I should have known, but I figured that since we were hooking up that she was single.

How did I come by knowledge, you ask? Easy. He showed up at the summer camp set. A surprise visit, apparently.

It's actually a little more nuanced than that. It was a day off. Chloe was with Grady - her co-star and sort of boyfriend - and Russ was in New York City meeting with potential investors to help with the marketing budget. That left me free to do as I desired, which was why I headed for Kara's cabin (I’d texted and she hadn’t responded so I figured I’d just head over).

I was half a dozen steps from her door when I heard a moan. A moan I'd heard before. Kara's moan. I stopped in my tracks. I listened. Perhaps it was one of her roommates that just happened to sound like her when she unleashed a satisfied moan.

I heard more moans. Feminine moans. Then a distinctly masculine moan. Curiosity got the better of me and I got closer to the cabin. The sounds of sex soon filled the air. They were not making any attempt at being quiet, but that was hardly an anomaly on set.

Yes, there was quite a lot of sex happening on set, but of course there was. You put lots of young, good-looking people in cabins in the woods and you're going to get lots of sex.

Since I couldn't see through the door, I decided to be bold - and perhaps stupid - and walk around the cabin in the hope that they hadn't bothered closing the blinds so I could see through one of the windows.

The second window I stepped up to was open. The sounds of sex poured out. It sounded an awful lot like Kara getting fucked. I was crushed. I knew we weren't an official couple or anything and I'd obviously been servicing both Chloe and Russ, but I was still crushed. It was stupid but the feeling was real.

I took a deep breath outside the window and maneuvered myself to get a look inside the cabin. Kara was on her back in her bed. She had on a pair of sneakers and a denim skirt that was bunched up around her waist. She was topless. There was a naked guy between her legs. He was fucking her hard and fast. They were kissing. Her hands moved all over his back. He grasped her tits, kissed her neck, pinned her hands above her head for a few moments, ran his fingers through her hair, even gripped her hair hard for a few seconds. It was really quite a thorough fucking and in addition to my jealousy I felt a touch of insecurity as I was fairly certain I could not fuck her Kara like that and she clearly seemed to want to be fucked like that.

I watched Kara have an orgasm in that position. Now, me being who I am, I was not entirely horrified at the sight of someone else fucking her. I was, in fact, a little bit turned on, albeit in a conflicted kind of way.

Kara said something to the guy after her orgasm and he pulled out. She then moved to her hands and knees and he slid into her from behind. He grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled back. He seemed to pull hard, too, and the look on his face made it seem like this was his favorite way to fuck her. The fact that he came inside her not long after - I'd seen that he wasn't wearing a condom - confirmed my suspicion that doggystyle with some hair pulling was his favorite way to fuck.

He pulled out and collapsed into the bed after cumming. Kara rolled onto her back and a smile crept across her face. The guy leaned in and kissed her. They talked for a little while - a few minutes, maybe - and then he got up, got dressed, and headed for the door as I hurried around back to hide from him. In those moments I felt embarrassed, silly, and quite perverted. Why had I stayed and watched for so long? Why hadn't I just walked away and mentally ended my relationship with Kara before doing it in person?

I saw the guy with a bag in his hand and figured he was heading for the showers (most of the cabins didn't have showers). He'd just enjoyed a sweaty fuck, after all, so getting clean made sense. I didn't recognize him, though, and I wondered if he was a new hire or if he was simply someone on the crew that I hadn't met yet.

Then, in a rare moment of courage, I got up, walked around to the front of the cabin, and stepped inside.

Kara was sitting in her bed. She'd put a t-shirt on. She looked quite surprised to see me.

"Milo," she said with panic on her face for just a moment before she smiled. "Hey. How are you?"

I hadn't really thought about what I'd say when I came into the cabin. I'd just barged in. Now, as I stood there staring at her, I realized I didn't really have a leg to stand on when it came to being annoyed with her for fucking someone else. I mean, she and I hadn't even fucked at that point.

"Shit," I said, though I hadn't meant to say it out loud.

"What's wrong?"

"I...who was that guy?"

She looked away.

"Kara?"

"You saw him?"

I nodded.

She took a deep breath and her shoulders sank. "That's my boyfriend."

That's the precise moment I discovered she had a boyfriend. In a weird way, it was a relief. She hadn't just cheated on me. She'd been cheating on her boyfriend with me. "Oh," was all I said.

"He wasn't supposed to be here. He surprised me with a visit. I was going to break up with him after the shoot. I really was."

She seemed genuinely distraught, though I wasn't sure I believe that she was going to break up with him. It was definitely the right thing to say in that moment, which unfortunately made it a lot less believable.

"Okay," I said as all manner of feelings swirled inside me.

Kara looked at me from the bed. It seemed that she too was awash in feelings of varying kinds.

"How long is he going to be here?" I asked.

"Just a few days. He has a job starting next week."

"Is he an actor?"

She nodded, paused for a few seconds, and said, "I'm sorry."

"Me too," I said. Then I moved towards her. I moved with purpose. Her eyes filled with hope. I bent over and kissed her. To my delight, she welcomed the kiss, her lips parting so our tongues could entwine in the passionate way they'd done each time we'd fooled around. Her hands pawed at me, communicating what felt like desire.

"He won't be in the shower for long," she said, seemingly warning me off of trying to fuck her, or do anything time consuming.

"Kara...I have to...I'm sorry, but I have to tell you that...that I watched."

"What?"

"From outside the cabin. From the window. I looked through. I watched you...I watched you have sex."

I probably didn't have to tell her. No, I definitely didn't. I did, though. I'm not entirely sure why, but I did.

"I'm sorry that I'm so weird," I said.

She smiled. "Weird?"

"It's weird to watch your, well, not really girlfriend, but maybe kind of girlfriend...it's weird to watch her have sex and get kind of turned on."

"You were turned on?"

I nodded. We kissed again. It was feverish and exciting. Her hands moved through my hair in what felt like a slightly aggressive manner. I quite liked it.

"What did you see?" she asked.

"You were on your back when I first looked through the window. You had an orgasm. Then you moved to your hands and knees and he pulled your hair and fucked you from behind and I'm pretty sure he came inside you."

"He did."

She stared at me. I held her gaze. "Do you like it when he pulls your hair like that?" I asked.

"Sometimes. Not as often as he likes it, but sometimes."

"Did you like it today?"

I could see the conflict in her eyes. I guessed that she was quickly trying to decide between answering honestly and lying to protect my feelings. "Yes, I liked it," she said.

"Were you really going to dump him after the shoot? Because it's okay if I was just someone you were having fun with while you were here."

"I was going to dump him. I was. I probably should have dumped him as soon as he showed up. I just...I don't know, I just couldn't. Plus, I'm not dumping him because he's some kind of asshole or anything. It's been a pretty good relationship. I just...I like you more, Milo."

It felt like the truth. "I like you too," I said.

Then I fell to my knees. I ran my hands over her thighs and under her skirt. She looked surprised, but not put off. I pushed her skirt up around her waist and she helped by lifting her ass from the bed for a moment. I slipped my hands into the waistband of the panties she'd clearly put on after her boyfriend had cum inside her.

I pulled her panties off and stared at her pussy. Her labia were puffy and slippery. Her panties were full of his cum and I imagined there was still some inside her. I'd eaten cum before, though. Lots of it. Kara didn't know that, though. She didn't know that it would turn me on to eat her boyfriend's cum out of her. Honestly, the arousal I felt at the prospect of doing so was unexpected and I couldn't help but smile slightly at the notion that Chloe had trained me to enjoy eating the cum of other men.

I looked up and Kara ran her fingers through my hair. I pushed two fingers inside her. She smiled and leaned down to kiss me. Her tongue entered my mouth as I pushed my fingers deeper inside her.

I pulled them free and she leaned back a little. Her eyes darted to my fingers as I held them up. They glistened with the mixture of fluids inside her. I took a deep breath and took them into my mouth. I looked up at her as I sucked my fingers clean. She watched with a fascinated smile on her face and ran her fingers through my hair once more.

Her voice quivered a little as she asked, "Was that good?"

I nodded and looked at her pussy. "Can I..."

"Yes," she answered.

She inched her hips forward until her ass rested at the edge of the bed. I dropped my head, leaned in, and pushed my tongue into her pussy. She moaned softly as I feasted on her freshly-fucked, sloppy cunt. My dick throbbed as I cleaned her, as I licked and sucked on her labia, as I pushed my tongue into her and licked deeply and then sucked on her clit a little.

"Oh, fuck, Milo...that's so fucking hot," she said.

Arousal encircled me as I licked her pussy clean and I found myself considering - for a few fleeting moments - if I'd always been the kind of man that craved a huge dose of kinky fun or if Chloe had unearthed a small part of me that craved those things and carefully trained it into being the predominant part of my sexuality. It was an academic question, I suppose, but as I devoured Kara's pussy - instead of trying to fuck her, by the way - and experienced a remarkable sense of pleasure while doing so, it occurred to me that I was absolutely the kind of guy that might always crave a certain kind of kink in addition to the more typical romance and passion in a relationship.

"Milo...oh my god, I'm cumming!" Kara cried out breathlessly.

She grabbed a handful of my hair, leaned back, and let out a primal moan while her pussy's orgasmic spasms pushed out what remained of her boyfriend's cum onto my waiting tongue. I swallowed it all and then sat back on my knees and smiled brightly as Kara's face remained contorted in pleasure for a few moments longer.

Then, she looked at me, smiled in an utterly perfect manner, and said, "Well, that was unexpected and...well, so much better than I imagined possible. You're full of surprises, Milo."

"I surprised myself a little bit with that one. I...I really liked that, though."

"Yeah?"

I nodded.

"I know that maybe it's really unfair, but it would be really awkward to break up with my boyfriend now so he and I will be...we'll be having sex for the next couple of days. Probably a lot of sex, actually."

I found Kara irresistible in that moment. Completely and utterly irresistible.

"I'd be happy to do this again," I said. "Actually, I should say that I'd really enjoy getting to do this again, and again, and again. I know it might be hard to slip away to...to let me do this again, but I'd be up for it if you can."

"I can, and I will," Kara replied.

Then she kissed me deeply before standing me up and having me sit on the bed. Not long after, my cock was in her mouth. I received a quick, intensely pleasurable blowjob that ended with me cumming hard in her mouth.

"Fucking hell, that was amazing," I said.

She smiled gleefully, stood, and said, "You need to go, unfortunately. I'd rather not have a massive blow up that everyone finds out about because my boyfriend walked in on me having sucked my other boyfriend's cock."

"Your other boyfriend?"

She kissed me on the cheek. "Soon to be my only boyfriend, hopefully. If you want to be, that is."

"I do," I said. "I really do."

She led me to the door and we shared a kiss before I checked to make sure her other boyfriend wasn't on his way back and headed out.

I practically skipped back to my cabin. Not only had I gotten a blowjob, but I'd shown my kinky side - or a part of it, at least - to Kara and she hadn't minded in the slightest. If anything, it seemed to make her like me more, though I guess her attraction to me in the first place might have been because she could sense I was a little kinkier than most.

Later that day, Chloe summoned me to her cabin. She was lounging in a satin robe with lace trim when I entered. She had the next day's pages in her hand and seemed to be running her lines silently.

"Milo, come in," she said. "Did you have a good day?"

I told her about Kara's boyfriend and the cum cleanup and the blowjob. She listened intently with an ever-increasing smile on her face.

"You didn't know she was dating someone?"

I shook my head.

"I figured you were a showmance for her, to be honest," Chloe said, referring to the notion that many people - even those with significant others - will engage in an on set romance that ends the moment the shoot ends. "I like hearing that she seems to genuinely like you, though. I assume you like her too?"

"I do. Very much so."

"And you'd like to continue seeing her after the shoot?"

"I would, yes."

Chloe pointed to the floor at her feet and I rushed over and fell to my knees. She wiggled her toes and I set about giving her a foot massage, which put a smile on her face.

"You understand that I decide if you get to keep seeing her, right Milo?" she asked with complete confidence.

"I do." It was true for a number of reasons, though first among them was that Chloe could have easily ended my relationship with Kara by sharing the details of the things I'd done while theoretically dating Kara on set. I can't imagine my girlfriend – it felt good to think of Kara that way – would have appreciated that I'd given my mouth and ass to Russ, that I'd cleaned numerous loads from Chloe's pussy. Perhaps she wouldn't have cared, but Chloe had power over me. A great deal of it, in fact, and I found pleasure in that.

"That means your service to me will need to be exceptional, Milo," she said. "Because if it's not, I will forbid you from seeing your pretty little redheaded girlfriend. Have you fucked her yet?"

I shook my head as I rubbed Chloe's foot in the manner I knew she loved.

"She clearly likes to fuck, though," she said. "At least based on what you watched today."

"Yes."

"You'll need my permission before you can fuck her," Chloe said. "Which means I'll need to think of something for you to do for me before I allow you to have sex with your girlfriend. I have a few days, though, as you obviously won't be enjoying her tight pussy until her boyfriend has retreated back to LA."

That was all true.

"I wonder what I should make you do, Milo? Perhaps I'll whore you out to Russ again. Perhaps I'll make you drive all the way down to the city on some pointless errand. Perhaps I'll make you go buy a butt plug and wear it for a few days like some kinky little freak. Perhaps I'll just make you do manual labor around set to see you sweat for me. The possibilities are endless, I suppose."

"They are," I replied. "I'll do anything to serve you, Chloe, and thank you for allowing me to explore a relationship with Kara. I don't know where that's going because it obviously hadn't been very long, but it feels good to spend time with her."

"You're welcome, Milo. You deserve that pleasure. I'll take it away from you if you defy me or forget that serving me is your primary purpose, but you deserve that pleasure."

Yes, I liked Kara. I liked her a lot. I was drawn to Chloe in an entirely different way, though. I wanted to serve her. To submit to her. To give myself to her so that she could use me to improve her life. There was something deeply satisfying about that, something that went far beyond the allure of a blowjob or licking her pussy clean.

"Can I suck on your toes?" I asked.

"No, you may not," she replied. "You can earn the right to suck on my toes, though. You can spend the next hour giving me a full body massage and if you do a good job I'll let you suck on my toes while I masturbate. How does that sound?"

"Amazing," I said as a deep sense of submissive pleasure washed over me.

Chloe stood and removed her robe. My loins tingled at the sight of her naked body. She laid on the bed and I stood and embarked on an hour long massage that left me sweaty and a bit achy from constantly bending over.

It was worth it, though. Sucking on my domme's toes while she masturbated proved to be hugely arousing, but it's always arousing to serve Chloe and I couldn't wait to find more ways to serve her during the shoot.