Serving a Beautiful Young Domme - Part 6

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I served Russ. I went to his hotel, I got naked in his room, and I spent a few hours serving him. Well, his cock, really.

He used protection when he fucked my ass, though he had me drink the cum from his condom when he was done. It was humiliating - in more ways than one - but it was supposed to be humiliating. That's at least part of what Russ gets off on and if I'm being honest, his desire to humiliate me actually made it easier to take it up the ass.

I had the taste of his cum in my mouth when I left his room. I rode the elevator down to the lobby and pulled out my phone to order a car back to the summer camp set. I was one tap away from doing so when I saw Chloe sitting in an orange armchair just inside the lobby doors.

"Hey," I said. "What are you doing here?"

She stood, came over, and kissed me on the cheek. "I'm here for you."

"Really?"

Chloe nodded and took my hand. We returned to the elevator and once the doors had shut she pointed to her feet. I looked at her, smiled, and dropped to my knees. My asshole hurt a little bit - Russ had been aggressive - but in the moment it merely reminded me that I'd just spent two hours serving Chloe. After all, it was her desire that I give myself to Russ, that I let him fuck my ass, that I humiliate myself by offering my body for his pleasure.

Chloe had on a pair of sandals so I kissed each of her toes as the elevator lifted us to the floor she'd selected. I was still on my knees when the door opened and I heard a gasp. I looked to see an older couple holding hands. The woman had her hand over her mouth and the guy wore a slight smirk. I wondered if he'd been on his knees in front of a woman at some point in his youth and was reliving a memory as he stared at me.

"Kiss them again," Chloe demanded as she reached over to press the open door button and extend my exposure.

I lowered my head to her feet and kissed all ten of her toes.

"That's a good boy," Chloe said in a slightly patronizing tone. She was putting on a performance for the older couple.

"Oh, my, I've never..."

"It's alright, Gladys," the older man said. "They're just having fun and there's nothing wrong with that."

Chloe offered a hand and I took it and stood. We walked out of the elevator and the older woman shot daggers at us with her eyes. The guy was smiling, though, and I couldn't help but wonder if he'd try and kiss his wife's toes once the elevator doors shut.

Chloe put her arm around my waist and we walked down the hallway. Strangely enough, not once in my life had a woman led me in the way a man tends to lead with his arm around her waist. I was surprised at how much it turned me on.

We walked to the very end of the hallway and Chloe pulled a keycard from her back pocket. She waved it over the lock and pulled down on the handle. She stepped inside and I followed. The room was bigger than Russ's and featured a small balcony overlooking the tree-laden town that hosted the hotel.

"Russ texted his gratitude when he'd finished with you," Chloe said. "It's stressful producing a movie and you helped relieve some of that stress."

I thought of Russ's hands on my hips and his cock driving into me from behind. I thought of him calling me names - some dirtier than others - as he pounded me. I thought of the feeling of his hips slamming into my ass, of the flesh on flesh sounds that filled his room. I was surprised to experience a small twinge of arousal, though finding arousal in humiliation had become common for me.

"Are you stressed?" I asked.

She walked past me and opened the sliding door to the balcony. The warm, sticky summer air blew into the room and for a moment my skin tingled. "No, but you should know that. You're quite good at catering to my every need and Grady is quite good at catering to those you're not permitted to tend to."

Chloe glanced at my crotch, presumably to remind me that my cock would never come near her pussy, that I was not worthy of fucking someone like her. True to form, my cock stirred to life at the silent reminder that I was her submissive, that I was her servant in so many ways, and that someone like her wouldn't deign to fuck a servant.

Then, Chloe turned away from me and looked out at the starry sky. Her clothes came off soon after and I stood on the other side of the room and admired her long legs, her impossibly tight ass, the curves of her hips, and the smooth skin of her back. I yearned to touch her, to press my lips against that skin, to shower her in kisses while cupping her breasts and making her moan the way she sometimes did when I was permitted to worship her body.

"Come, Milo," she said. "On your knees behind me."

I hurried towards Chloe and fell to my knees. I inhaled deeply and surmised that she hadn't showered in quite some time. The smell wasn't bad, though. It was good, in fact.

"I'd like you to worship my asshole."

I spread her cheeks and pressed my face between them. My tongue slipped from my mouth and danced over her asshole. I tasted saltiness and something mildly metallic. I tasted an unshowered asshole, in other words, and I was rewarded with a deep sense of submission. I closed my eyes and surrendered myself to the pleasures of worshiping an asshole. Not just eating it. Not just licking it. But worshiping it. Treating the tight, wrinkled flesh like it was a goddess that deserved to be showered in pleasure. I kneaded her ass cheeks and caressed her thighs while doing so, offering myself wholly and completely to Chloe while she stood and admired the impressively beautiful view the high floor afforded her.

"Put your tongue inside me," she said. "As deep as you can. Taste me, Milo."

I stiffened my tongue and pushed it into her asshole. I didn't taste much of anything, if I'm being honest, but what did end up dancing on my tongue wasn't entirely pleasant. That was the point, though. I was on my knees with my face buried between the ass cheeks of a beautiful woman. The rest of her body was naked and available but all I'd been offered was her asshole, the dirtiest part of her body. She'd started this session together by making me kiss her feet and now I was eating her ass. She was teaching me my place in case I'd forgotten it. I was beneath her. I was meant to serve her, to service all parts of her body if she desired it. I was meant to service the sexual needs of men if Chloe so desired it, and the truth was I found great pleasure in that reality and everything that came with it.

I lost track of time between her ass cheeks, but eventually Chloe stepped away from me, turned around, and smiled. Then she moved to sit at the foot of the bed. Her legs were closed and her feet stood on their toes, drawing my attention to them.

"Crawl to me," she said.

I crawled across the floor towards the beautiful naked woman sitting in the bed. My body hummed with submissive excitement as I wondered what else she had in store for me.

"On your back. I want your head right where my feet are."

I got on my back - while trying not to think too hard about how dirty most hotel room carpets are - and rested my head right next to her feet.

"You know, our days were somewhat similar," Chloe said as she rested a foot on my chest. "You spent a good part of your day getting fucked and so did I. Grady's insatiable, to the point that I'm fairly certain he'll be fucking one of the other actresses before the shoot is over. Hell, he might already be doing so. We're not exclusive, though. It's purely a sexual thing, as he is quite gifted in that department. Sometimes a little too selfish - men can be like that when they want to cum - but gifted nonetheless."

Chloe's foot moved towards my face until her toes rested on my chin.

"If he doesn't end up fucking someone else, he'll definitely get his dick sucked by someone else. The man loves blowjobs. Most men do, I suppose, but sometimes I think he might prefer getting his dick sucked over fucking."

"Do you like sucking his dick?" I asked.

Chloe leaned forward, looked down at me, and then stuffed her toes into my mouth. "I do. I've done it damn near every day since we got here. He's fucked me every day, too, so he's quite a virile man, which I'll admit is an attractive quality. His loads are quite large and I'm not a huge fan of cum, but he does like to cum on me, so I often let him do so."

I couldn't help but imagine Grady marking Chloe with his cum. It struck me as something she wouldn't be into, but she'd demonstrated numerous times that she was not a pure domme. She seemed to enjoy all sorts of sexual pleasures.

"He came on my tits today," she said. "Covered them, in fact. Again, he shoots big loads. I like watching it, to be honest. I like seeing those thick shots leave his cock and land on my tits or my stomach. I like seeing the look on his face, too."

Her toes continued to probe my mouth as she rested her other foot on my forehead, turning me into a mute piece of furniture.

"It's silly, but sometimes I take pleasure in the fact that a man like Grady wants me. He could have literally any of the women on set and he picked me. Of course, the same could be said the other way around, but most men don't think like that. I suspect that you do, though. I suspect, in fact, that you feel quite grateful that Kara has shown you a great deal of affection in the past week."

"Yes," I said as Chloe rubbed her toes - which were now wet with my saliva - over my face.

"I think I could fuck her if I wanted," Chloe said.

I couldn't see her face - she was leaning back - which meant I couldn't determine if she was teasing me or if she was actually contemplating having sex with Kara.

Then Chloe leaned forward and smiled down at me. "I won't, though. You've worked harder than anyone to make this movie happen. You deserve whatever pleasure Kara brings you. Hell, if you really like her, then you deserve a shot at a real relationship with her."

There was a small part of me that wanted Chloe to be jealous of my budding relationship with Kara. It was silly, of course, as Chloe had always made it perfectly clear what I was to her. Instead of jealousy, though, I got support, which was probably better despite my inability to see it as such.

"On your knees."

I moved to my knees and Chloe guided me between her legs and ran her fingers through my hair. She held my gaze and pushed three fingers into my mouth. They went deep enough to trigger my gag reflex, but my experience sucking Russ's cock meant that I could control it.

"I'm deeply appreciative of the work you've done to make this movie happen, Milo," she said while her fingers moved in and out of my mouth. "You wrote a great script, of course, but I think we both know that a great script doesn't really mean much unless you're willing to work your ass off to get it to the finish line."

Her fingers pushed deep and Chloe held them there. My eyes watered from my body's attempts to reject the invading flesh and my stomach lurched a few times, but I held my ground and accepted her penetration of my mouth.

"You've been willing to give all of yourself to me from the start," she said. "And today you went further than I imagined, to be honest, even when I watched you suck Russ's dick in his office. Today, you became a faggot for me."

That was one way of putting it and when Chloe said it my cock twitched.

"You became a full-on cock whore. A faggot fuck toy. A bottom bitch. You went to a man's hotel room and you pledged yourself for his pleasure for as long as he desired. You sucked his dick. You got face fucked. You got pounded anally. You swallowed his cum. You did it all over again and you did so while he showered you in humiliation."

Russ had clearly given Chloe an update on how he'd spent his time with me.

"Now you get to worship my pussy, Milo," she said. "And I'm going to allow you to have a relationship with Kara. Aren't I generous?"

Implicit in her question was the idea that she was in control of who I dated, and that's the thing that turned me on the most. I liked that I'd surrendered control to her in that way, that I'd given myself over to Chloe in damn near every way and, even better, that she'd accepted that control and was clearly turned on by it.

She pulled her fingers from my mouth, grabbed a handful of my hair, and guided my lips to her pussy.

"Worship," she said.

She smelled of sex. It was borderline pungent, though if she was being honest about having spent a good part of her day being fucked, the smell made sense. It also made eating her out hotter. It was impossible to deny the notion that someone else's cock had spent a great deal of time in the pussy that I was licking, which made my dick throb with delight.

"You should be grateful, Milo," she said. "It's an honor for a man like you to worship the pussy of a woman like me. It's an honor to be able to do it while gazing upon my naked body, while touching my thighs, while being free of bondage."

I wanted to tell her I was grateful, but my mouth was full of pussy.

Eventually Chloe grabbed a second handful of hair and pulled tight as I tended to her pussy. Soon after an orgasm ripped through her body. She held onto my hair, rolled her head towards the ceiling, and unleashed one primal moan after another.

After her climax, Chloe looked down at me and offered a hazy smile as she caressed my cheek. "You're very good with your tongue, Milo."

"Thank you for letting me worship your pussy. And your ass."

"You're welcome."

Chloe scooted backwards in the bed until she was lying on her back and staring up at the ceiling.

"I didn't clean my breasts after Grady came on them. I'd like you to do that now. If you do a good job I'll let you worship my pussy again."

I crawled into the bed and attached my lips to her breasts. The residue of cum was quite obviously still on them and I consumed it voraciously as Chloe moaned and ran her fingers through my hair.

I did a good job, too, because I ended up between her legs again. I gave her another orgasm and then we spent the night together in the room, though it was not especially intimate. I hoped I'd get to tend to her pussy again in the morning, but I didn't even see her naked. Chloe was in the shower before I woke up and she was dressed before emerging from the bathroom.

We shared a car back to the camp and went our separate ways, me with a giddy smile on my face because I'd had a chance to serve Chloe in a way that had become rare since we'd arrived.

Kara was waiting on the steps of my cabin when I returned. I felt an immediate pang of anxiety as she looked pensive while staring at the lake. She had on a tank top and cut offs and her hair was in braided pigtails that looked amazing, as they always did.

The pensive look disappeared the moment she saw me. Instead, it was joy that crossed her face as she hopped to her feet and rushed into my arms. She leapt up and wrapped her legs around me and I managed to grab her ass and hold her up before we both toppled to the ground. Her lips found mine and our tongues entwined as whatever anxiety I'd felt was gone.

"I came looking for you last night," she said.

I wondered if I'd missed a text from her, but I was certain I'd checked my phone.

"You were gone, though." Kara made a playfully said face and kissed me again. I wasn't entirely sure what was going on, but my dick was hard and I was certain she could feel it pressing into her as I held her in midair. "I ran into Chloe as I walked back to my cabin and she told me that you, her, and Russ were meeting at his hotel for script and producer stuff and that you wouldn't be back until morning."

Chloe had covered for me, which struck me as exceedingly kind. After all, she certainly could have decided to fuck with me by planting a destructive seed of some kind in Kara's head.

"I'm sorry I missed you," I said, "but I'm really happy to see you right now."

"I know, I can feel it."

I laughed and set her down. Her body was against mine a moment later. Our tongues entwined and I happily grabbed her ass and squeezed it hard through the denim shorts.

"I asked your roommates if we could use the cabin for a little while," she said. "They cleared out, so we have privacy."

"Really?"

Kara kissed my neck, gently nibbled my earlobe in a manner I'd come to love since we first made out on that hike I mentioned last time, and whispered, "I really want to make you feel good, Milo. I want to show you that I can be an exceptional girlfriend, that I know how to take care of a man. Will you let me do that?"

I nodded and Kara took my hand and led me into the cabin. She locked the door, pulled the shades over the windows, and pushed me into the bed.

The striptease that followed was stunning. She moved like I'd rarely seen a woman move. Sexual confidence flowed through her as she danced to unheard music and kept me in a state of turgid desire without a single physical touch.

It was the first time I'd seen her naked - we'd fooled around plenty and there had been a handjob administer at night in the woods - and her body was breathtaking. Her breasts were larger than Chloe's and her hips curvier. She was a touch soft in the middle, but in a manner that filled me with remarkable desire.

After a thoroughly arousing striptease, Kara crawled into my lap. I was still fully clothed, which gave her the freedom to dry hump me as we kissed. I could feel the warmth of her pussy through the layers of fabric that separated my cock from her crotch and I was fairly certain she was leaving a bit of wetness behind.

"I really like you, Milo," she said, and not for the first time.

"I really like you too, Kara."

She held my head in her hands and studied my face. I was certain she was trying to ascertain if I was telling the truth. I was though, so I kissed her.

"I want to be yours, Milo. I know things can get complicated once the shoot is over, but while we're here, I want to be yours. I want to make you feel good and I want you to do the same for me."

"I want that too." Of course I wanted that.

Kara stopped moving and again studied my face before asking, "You and Chloe...you're close, it seems."

I nodded. "We're neighbors. That's how we met and started working on the script."

Kara reached down and unbuttoned my pants. She held my gaze as her fingers moved inside and found my cock. There wasn't much room to stroke me, but she moved her hand a little and it felt spectacular.

"Does she ever make you feel like this?"

I shook my head and Kara smiled. It seemed as though she understood that Chloe and I had a different kind of relationship, but I also detected that she wasn't keen on pushing for too much information, as if she wasn't sure she'd like what she discovered.

Then, to my surprise, Kara got off my lap, removed my pants and underwear, and got on her knees in front of me. My cock was in her mouth a moment later and the whole world disappeared for a handful of seconds as I was bathed in the warmth and wetness of a kind of pleasure I hadn't enjoyed in a long time.

"Does she make you feel that?" Kara asked.

"No. She doesn't."

Another smile and then I was in her mouth again. Her head bobbed up and down and she managed to swallow me whole, her nose pressed into my pubic hair for a few seconds. I thought of how my nose had been pressed into Russ's pubic hair the night before and then tried to banish the memory from my mind. What was happening was pure and perfect and there was no reason to poison it with thoughts of my submission to a man.

"I'm going to suck you off, Milo," she said. "And I'm going to swallow your cum. And then we'll see if you can make me feel good, and then we'll do it all over again."

And she did. I didn't last long, to be honest, but I doubt she was upset about that.

I kissed her soon after she'd swallowed and that seemed to surprise and delight her to the point that she mentioned that she'd been with guys who'd refused to kiss her after a blowjob until she'd brushed her teeth.

I then went down on her and she had two orgasms, both quite loud. We laid naked in bed - though not too close as it was warm - and fooled around again without much downtime.

In the end, I came in her mouth twice and gave her five orgasms. It was a blissful morning and in sharp contrast to the very different kind of bliss I'd experienced the night before.

The only question that remained was if the two worlds I found myself in - the pure submissive kink of serving Chloe and the far more vanilla pleasures of being with Kara - could be kept far enough apart that they didn't collide and destroy me in the process.

Would I succeed? Yes, but mostly because Kara was harboring a little secret of her own.