Offering Your Submission - Part 9

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The more you submit, the more you want to submit. Your pleasure grows each time, and it's not the kind of pleasure that's rooted strictly between your legs. It's the kind of pleasure that envelops your whole body, that makes you feel good in ways you didn't know you could feel good. It's the kind of pleasure that makes it obvious that you were always meant to submit. You just needed to meet the right woman.

Sarah is that woman. She's beautiful and kind. She's dominant but not at all cruel. She's your girlfriend and your domme and the longer you've been with her, the more desperately you wish to offer her everything in the hope of making her happy.

To that end, you started cooking classes weeks ago. You didn't know much about how to cook and you still don't, but you want to be better for Sarah. You want to be able to serve her in that way. You want to prove yourself worthy of her long term attention and affection. If you're being honest, you want to prove yourself worthy of being Sarah's submissive husband, not just her boyfriend.

You're in her kitchen. In class you've recently learned how to make fresh pasta along with a simple-but-delicious cream sauce. You've practiced several times and now you're going to make it for Sarah.

You've already prepared cocktails. You've served them to Sarah and Melanie, your ex-girlfriend that has recently offered herself as a submissive to Sarah. They're talking in the living room as you cook in the kitchen. You hear them laugh. You've heard a few kisses, too, and you find yourself aroused and jealous at the idea that Sarah has expanded her sexuality to include dominating and playing with a girl you used to date. There's a benefit to it, of course, as you've already been permitted to fuck Melanie twice. In both instances you were allowed to cum inside her. You would prefer to fuck Sarah, of course, but that is a pleasure you have not yet been offered.

You've made the pasta. You've cut it into long, thin strips and it's currently hanging on a rack and waiting to be dropped into boiling water. You're chopping shallots and garlic for the sauce. Soon you'll sauté them in a pan. The water is heating up. You've already made a salad. The table has been set. You're excited and a little nervous. You want to be a good cook, to be able to serve Sarah in that way.

You sauté the aromatics. You add herbs. You add the stock and the cream. You put the pasta in the boiling water. It will only take a few minutes to finish. You hear Sarah laugh. You're not sure if a kiss follows. There's too much noise in the kitchen now. You feel jealous. Your cock is throbbing in its cage, though, as you find immense pleasure in serving Sarah, which is precisely what you're doing by cooking for her.

The pasta is finished cooking. You fish it out of the water and drop it all into the sauce. You add a few more splashes of the pasta water to help bind the sauce and you stir vigorously. Soon the pasta is coated in the delicious, thick sauce. You smile at your accomplishment. You carefully plate three servings and shave fresh parmesan over the top.

You carry the plates to the table you carefully set. Sarah and Melanie get up. You pull out their chairs and guide them in as the women sit. You feel a sense of pride as they inhale the aromatic food and compliment you on how good it looks and smells.

Wine pairs well with the pasta, so you pour everyone a glass. There's a toast. You all dig in. More compliments are offered, this time about the exquisite taste of the food you've prepared. You feel genuine joy at having been able to serve Sarah in that way, at putting that bright smile on her face.

"Did he ever cook for you, Melanie?" Sarah asks.

"He'd grill stuff from time to time. Burgers. Chicken. That sort of thing. Nothing like this, though. This feels like next level cooking."

Sarah smiles at you. "It makes me very happy that you're learning to cook for me, that you want so badly to make me happy, to make my life a little better in whatever ways you can."

"I do want that. It feels good to serve you in that way."

She reaches over and squeezes your hand. It's a small thing, but her touch brings you joy.

"I've invited Zack over tonight," she says.

"Really?"

Sarah nods. "I'd like to have sex, and while I could certainly unlock your cock and allow you inside me, I feel as though that might impact your submission. At some point I'm sure I'll allow you inside me, but I'm not ready yet and I don't think you are either."

You know better than to argue with her, though you're tempted to do so. You feel as though having sex with her wouldn't impact your submission in any way, but it's also entirely possible that you're fooling yourself, that your desire to make love to her is so overwhelming that you can't possibly think in a rational manner with regards to that subject.

Sarah sets her fork down and grasps your hand and Melanie's. "You'll both watch," she says. "You'll be on your knees in my bedroom. You'll watch as Zack and I fuck. You'll watch him satisfy me and you'll do whatever I instruct. Do you understand?"

"Yes," you say simultaneously.

Sarah looks pleased. Delighted, in fact. "I have to say, I don't think I've ever been happier," she says. "The two of you are a big part of that. I'm so pleased that you've been able to serve me together, that you're both so eager to do as I desire."

You look at Melanie and smile. You note that she looks beautiful in a soft, low cut sweater that shows off her cleavage. Her hair is pulled to one side and she wears a choker with a metal heart that rests against her throat. You wonder if the choker was her choice or if it was a gift from Sarah. A physical sign of submission, perhaps, similar to the chastity cage that you wear.

"That choker is lovely," you say.

Melanie reaches up and runs her finger over the metal heart. Her smile is joyful and she glances at Sarah. "It was a gift. It feels so good to wear it. To wear it all the time, actually."

Sarah leans towards your ex-girlfriend and runs her fingers through Melanie's hair. She pulls her closer and the two women share a kiss. It's still odd to witness an act of affection between them, mostly because you were certain Sarah was straight, that her sudden interest in Melanie is out of character for her.

"Are you okay?" Sarah asks as she looks at you.

"Jealous, I suppose. Sorry. I know I shouldn't be."

She smiles. "It's okay to be jealous. It would probably be strange if you weren't. I can see how it would be difficult to watch me kiss your ex-girlfriend. To be honest, my affection and desire for her was unexpected. I've never had an interest in women, and yet I find myself drawn to Melanie, and in particular to dominating her."

Your cock aches in its cage. There are feelings both pleasant and unpleasant working their way through your system, but arousal is one of them and it has resulted in the beautiful pain of chastity making itself known.

"I think I might be even more surprised than she is," Melanie adds. "I've never been attracted to women, and yet I feel an overwhelming desire to be with Sarah, and to submit to her, of course. It's...it's hard to explain, but I suppose you understand it better than anyone, don't you?"

You smile and nod. "I certainly do. Sarah unlocked that same thing in me, so despite my jealousy, I understand what you're experiencing and I'm thrilled that you get to submit to Sarah, who is a domme unlike any other."

The conversation shifts to non-kink subjects. You talk of TV shows you're watching. You talk a bit about work. You and Melanie share stories from your relationship, eliciting laughs as you recall both good and bad moments. You feel some of the pain you felt when your relationship ended, but now you're in a better place, as you're far happier with Sarah than you ever were with Melanie, despite your love for her.

"Melanie, it seems only fair that you do the clean up," Sarah says after dinner.

"Of course," she replies.

Sarah stands and takes your hand. She leads you to the bedroom as Melanie begins clearing the dishes away.

"Strip me," she says.

You remove her lovely dress. You caress her milky white skin as often as you can, though you take care not to indulge too much for it's not your place to be selfish when carrying out her instructions.

"I'd like to wear lingerie for Zack. He always enjoyed stockings, so let's start there," she says. "Black stockings, please."

You open the top drawer of her dresser and pull out a pair of black stockings. You turn to find Sarah sitting at the foot of her bed. You approach and drop to your knees. You carefully put on her stockings as she watches you with a smile on her face.

"Do you feel jealous of Zack?" she asks.

"Yes."

"Because he gets to fuck me and you don't?"

"Yes."

You run your hand over her stocking-clad leg to ensure the fit is perfect. You relish the chance to caress the nylon and you see her eyes flutter for a moment, presumably at the pleasure of being touched in that manner.

"I can't help but want to make love to you," you say, though you can't quite meet her gaze as you say it, such is the sense of vulnerability that engulfs you.

Sarah lifts your chin holds your gaze as she asks, "Do you love me?"

"Yes. I love you desperately. I do."

She smiles and leans down. Your lips meet for a tender kiss. "I love you too," she whispers. "Desperately, in fact. I find pleasure in controlling your cock, though, in controlling your orgasms, in deciding precisely when and how you experience the pleasure of an orgasm or even an erection. I was being honest, too, when I said that being permitted inside me might have an effect on your submission. We'll find out some day, but now is not the time for that. Now is the time for you to watch as another man enjoys what you crave."

"Of course," you say as a sense of exuberance courses through you. Sarah just told you that she loves you. This is now the best night of your life, no matter what else happens. Your domme loves you and perhaps in the same manner that you love her.

You put on the second stocking. You caress her leg to ensure the fit is perfect. You then retrieve a strappy, elegant, unquestionably sexy bra, panty, and garter belt set from her lingerie drawer. You put it on her. You dress her for another man and experience an unexpected thrill at doing so.

Sarah rewards you with a kiss. This time you're standing. Her lingerie-clad body is pressed against yours. It feels like a kiss you'd share before making love to a woman, but in this case you won't even be permitted to leave your chastity cage, let alone to enter her body. That pleasure will go to Zack.

"I'm going to ask more of you tonight than I've asked before," she says. "I'm going to push you because it turns me on to do so. I want you to obey."

"I will." The use of the word obey proves to be enthralling and though it might not have been purposeful, the sensation coursing through you ensures that you will, in fact, obey her tonight.

"There's a satin robe in my closet. Fetch it."

You hurry to the closet and return with the robe. You help Sarah into it and she ties it around her waist, hiding the lingerie that rests beneath it. Her stocking tops show, though, and they look exquisite.

"Heels," she says. "I need a pair of heels. Four inch. Black. Strappy."

You rush to the closet. You return with the heels she desires. You fall to your knees. You help her into them. You have dressed your domme to be enjoyed by another man.

Melanie walks into the bedroom.

"Have you finished cleaning up?" Sarah asks.

"I have," she replies.

Melanie stares at your domme. You see lust in her eyes. You feel that same lust and seeing it in Melanie's eyes somehow deepens yours and your cock begins to throb in its cage once more. You feel precum escape the tip and make a small, sticky mess in your underwear.

"Come here," Sarah says.

Melanie steps towards her. You watch from your knees as your domme pulls your ex-girlfriend into her arms for a long, deep kiss. Your arousal reaches a fever pitch. The ache between your legs has transformed into pain.

Sarah loosens the robe as they kiss. It falls open. She takes Melanie's hand and places it on her breast. Their tongues entwine as they both moan. Melanie plays with Sarah's exquisite bosom, fondling her flesh through delicate black lace. You're jealous and turned on. You wish you were permitted to join them, to kiss in a triumvirate, but you are not.

"Is your pussy wet, Melanie?"

"Soaked," she answers.

Sarah looks at you. "Confirm that for me. Strip her naked. Put your fingers inside her."

You stand and remove Melanie's clothes. They fall to the floor and you run your hand down her stomach and between her legs. Your fingers slide into her with ease, confirming her wetness.

"She's soaked," you say with your fingers still inside her.

Sarah stares at both of you for a handful of seconds and then smiles brightly. "It makes me very happy to have you both here, to have you both serving me." She steps closer and caresses both of your faces. "Your submission and service mean so much to me."

Sarah turns her attention to you and says, "Remove your clothes and get on your knees."

You strip and fall to your knees.

"Lick her asshole."

You move behind Melanie. You spread her cheeks. You lick her asshole and listen as she and Sarah kiss.

"Are you excited to watch me get fucked?" Sarah asks.

"Yes, I am," Melanie answers.

"And will you do as you're told while Zack is here? Will you do whatever I ask, even if I request something you might find humiliating?"

"Yes, I will. I'll do anything for you."

You can't help but feel a little nervous. It seems almost certain that humiliation will be part of your experience tonight. Perhaps it will be quite mild, though.

The doorbell rings. Sarah steps back as you continue to eat Melanie's ass.

"I'd like you both on your knees at the foot of the bed," she says.

You move into place and Melanie drops to her knees next to you as Sarah walks out of the room. You turn to your ex-girlfriend and admire her perky breasts and flat stomach. She looks at you and smiles. You want to kiss her, though you refrain from doing so.

"I'm glad I get to submit with you," you say.

She smiles and leans in. She kisses you. Sarah might be annoyed if she were to walk in, but you can't help but receive the kiss. Melanie's tongue moves into your mouth. You cup one of her breasts in your hand and squeeze it gently. She moans softly into your mouth.

"You're a good kisser," you say.

"So are you."

Your cock strains in the cage as Sarah and Zack walk into the room. He looks at the two submissives on their knees and smiles. He was clearly briefed on the situation and already has a bulge in his pants.

"I hope you don't mind having an audience," Sarah says.

"Oh, no, not at all," Zack replies. "In fact, I loved getting a blowjob with an audience. I imagine that fucking you with two people watching will be even more exciting."

Lust washes over Sarah's face before she kisses her friend and occasional lover. She unbuttons his shirt while their tongues dance and he can't help but run his hands all over her, caressing the satin of her robe and playing with her tits in the delicate lace of her bra.

You and Melanie watch intently. You see Sarah move her hands over Zack's chest and through his hair as they kiss. You see her stand on her toes as she presses her crotch against his. You see her then strip him out of his pants as he kicks off his shoes. You see his cock pop free and watch as Sarah wraps her fingers around it and strokes him while once again luring his tongue into her mouth for a deep and passionate kiss. You're jealous, of course, but you know that Sarah finds pleasure in having you watch, so doing so is an act of service, and any act of service is worthy of celebration.

"Melanie, suck his cock."

Melanie crawls towards Zack. She takes his cock in her mouth. She pleasures him as Sarah runs her fingers through your ex-girlfriend's soft hair.

"Fuck..." is all Zack can say as he gets his dick sucked by a beautiful girl while he's caressed by the astoundingly sexy redhead he'll soon be inside of.

"Fuck her mouth," Sarah says. "Slowly."

Zack takes Melanie's head in both hands and begins to thrust in and out of her mouth. Her hands fall to her sides as she takes what he has to offer. It doesn't prove easy for her, though, as you hear quite a bit of gagging. Her throat bulges a few times and her stomach lurches like she's on the verge of vomiting. She maintains control, though, and manages not to lose her dinner.

"Come here," Sarah says to you. "Next to her. Now."

You crawl towards Melanie. You rest on your knees next to her.

"Kiss him, Melanie."

Zack pulls out and she turns to you. Her eyes are watering. Her lips and chin are covered in saliva. She smiles and leans in. She kisses you. Her hand finds your caged cock and she teases it. You cup one of her breasts and play with the flesh. She moans for you and you do the same for her as you share the sloppiest kiss imaginable.

"This doesn't make you jealous?" Zack asks.

"No," Sarah replies. "They both serve me. They're eager to serve me. I like that they desire each other, that there's passion between them. I like that I control it, that I instruct them when to indulge in their desire for it and that I have the power to deny them the ability to achieve the heights of pleasure. I get off on the fact that they obey me, that they will refrain from cumming - together or alone - if I instruct them to do so."

"I want you to fuck his face," Sarah says. "Slowly. Very slowly."

You tense up. Melanie backs away. Sarah steps closer and runs her fingers through your ex-girlfriend's hair. Melanie leans against Sarah's thigh as Zack turns towards you.

You expect him to deny Sarah her request. He's straight, after all. Why would he want a blowjob from a man?

He doesn't, though. He steps closer. Before you know it, his cock is in your mouth and your head is in his hands. You don't think to resist. Perhaps you should, but you don't. Instead, you take the face fucking. It's slow. It's deep. You gag. Your eyes water. Your throat hurts.

You feel the humiliation. The abject humiliation of being turned into a cock sheath for a man's pleasure. You know that's not what it's really about, though. This is about Sarah's pleasure. She's getting off on the fact that you've offered your mouth without complaint or hesitation. You're a straight man with a dick in his mouth and you've done it because it's what Sarah wants. It's what she craves. It's proof that you'll do anything to make her happy.

You hear Sarah moaning. Out of the corner of your eye you see that Melanie is now eating her pussy. The two of you are working in tandem to arouse your superiors - in that moment, at least - and leave them ready for blissful penetrative sex that you'll be permitted to witness.

Sarah steps away. "Come. I want you inside me, Zack."

Zack pulls out of your mouth and follows Sarah towards the bed. Her robe floats to the floor as you and Melanie crawl to the foot of the bed.

Sarah is on her back. Her legs are spread. Zack peels off her panties and tosses them aside. He crawls forward and they kiss as he lowers his body on top of hers.

To your surprise, Sarah guides him inside her without a condom. He begins to thrust.

"Slowly," she instructs.

Zack is not caged, nor is he her submissive. He will do as she says, though. That's the kind of man she likes, apparently.

Melanie takes your hand in hers as you watch. You glance at her and see an enraptured look on her face as her gaze fixates on the union of Sarah's pussy and Zack's cock.

"Harder," Sarah urges him.

Zack fucks her harder. The sounds of sex get louder. Melanie squeezes your hand tighter. Your dick throbs in its cage as you watch another man enjoy the pleasure that you crave so desperately, that you're denied relentlessly.

They take their time. Neither is in any rush to cum. They kiss. Sarah's hands move over his body. She grabs his ass to pull him deep into her. He plays with her breasts. They indulge in their desire for each other as you indulge in the pleasure of watching someone else enjoy what you've been denied.

"Cum inside me," Sarah urges him breathlessly.

They cum together soon after. Melanie is closer to you and she leans over and kisses your neck as Zack cums inside your domme. You turn your head and see her smiling. She kisses you. Your tongues mingle. You feel a strong desire to play with Melanie's pussy, but you keep your hand at your side and enjoy the feel of her tongue in your mouth instead.

As your kiss ends, Zack pulls out. You both stare at his slick, stiff cock and the gaping, messy pussy of your domme. Sarah looks down at you both for a moment before turning to Zack and kissing him as he lays beside her.

"That was exquisite," she says.

He smiles. "Agreed. You're incredible, Sarah."

"Melanie, crawl between my legs. Put your tongue inside me. Clean some of his cum out of me," Sarah instructs.

You feel intense jealousy as Melanie crawls into the bed and plunges her tongue into your domme. Sarah sits up a enough to look at you as she puts a hand on the back of Melanie's head.

"Don't worry," she says. "You'll get your chance to clean me. For now, though, I want you to clean Zack's cock. Suck the juices off of him. Suck the cum off of him."

You stand and crawl into the bed. You take him in your mouth without hesitation. You don't really even think about it. You just do it. You suck cock for Sarah. You clean the cock. You clean his balls, too. It's humiliating, but you barely even think about that. You do it because this is your place.

"Kiss him, Melanie," Sarah instructs.

You sit back on your knees. Melanie does the same. She kisses you. Her tongue tastes of cum. It's glorious. She plays with your caged cock while you kiss. You moan into her mouth. You finger her pussy and play with her tits.

"They look good together," Zack says.

"They do," Sarah agrees. "I think I'll keep them both. Why limit myself to one submissive when I can have two?"

You're not sure if Melanie is on board with that set up, but you certainly are. You know you'll feel jealousy with great frequency, but that's something you can deal with.

"My pussy is still filled with cum," Sarah says. "Clean me. While he does, you can suck on Zack's balls, Melanie."

You move between Sarah's legs. You plunge your tongue inside her. You clean her pussy. You devour the cum. It's not the first time you've tasted Zack's essence so it's not an unpleasant experience.

After you clean her pussy, Sarah orders you and Melanie out of her bedroom. She instructs you to fool around on her couch. You're free to make Melanie cum, but you are forbidden from doing so, though the chastity cage would make it very hard to get off even if you wanted to break the rules.

You sit on the couch and Melanie climbs on top of you. Her wet pussy envelops your caged cock and she begins to rock back and forth as you kiss. Her tongue explores your mouth and the ache between your legs deepens significantly.

Then, Melanie stops. "Is everything okay?"

She nods. You take a moment to consider the notion that your ex-girlfriend is sitting naked in your lap with your chastised cock inside her. What an astonishing turn of events your life has taken since you met Sarah in that Starbucks.

"I just want to make sure you're okay with all of this," Melanie says.

"What do you mean?"

"Well...I keep worrying that I...I don't know, that I moved in on what you were doing with Sarah, that I just butted my head into this thing you had going with her and that I'm taking some of her attention from you. I just feel kind of bad about it."

You smile and chuckle. "You don't have to feel bad. You really don't. I love submitting to Sarah. I really do. I love making her happy. I love doing whatever it takes to make her happy and it's clear that she likes dominating you, that she's having a great time exploring the part of her that can't help but feel attracted to a submissive woman."

You lean forward and kiss Melanie's chest as she runs her fingers through your hair.

"There's also the fact that I like you, Melanie. I mean, we were...I was in love with you, and now here we are spending a lot more time together, spending a lot of time naked together, and pleasuring each other as we both strive to serve Sarah and find satisfaction in making her life better."

You see a touch of pain on her face. "I'm sorry I fucked up our relationship," she says.

"You didn't. A relationship almost always dies because both people played a part in its demise. Plus, if you hadn't ended it, I wouldn't have found Sarah. I wouldn't have found what feels like my purpose."

Melanie kisses you softly. "That's nice of you to say, and I'm so happy that you found Sarah, that you found your purpose."

"What about you? Is this...I mean, is this just a fun fling for you?" you ask. "Which would be fine, by the way."

"I'm not sure what it is," she says. "I just know that it feels good. Really, really good. I haven't been doing it anywhere near as long as you, though, so maybe I will discover that it's my purpose, that I need to be with someone that takes control, that dominates me. It wouldn't be the worst thing in the world to end up in a long term throuple with you and Sarah."

The thought puts a smile on your face. It seems unlikely, but you're not upset about the idea.

"Right now, though, I'd really like to have an orgasm, so I'm going to ride your locked up cock while we kiss."

Melanie is true to her word as she takes your cock for a ride, cums hard on it, and then gets on her knees and sucks on it. You're pretty sure she won't be able to make you cum, but it feels awfully good to be teased in that very particular way.

You hear a moan from the bedroom. Sarah's moan. You wonder if she and Zack are going to fuck again. You smile at the thought.

As strange as it is to have Melanie back in your life, you like it. It might be even more fun this way. It might be everything you've ever wanted. Only time will tell.