Offering Your Submission - Part 7

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Sarah kisses like no woman you've ever been with. It's like she wants to savor every moment of the kiss, which is why it never feels rushed. Her tongue does wondrous things in your mouth and never seems to do the same thing twice. Her hands are always moving, too, from caressing your face to playing with the hair on the back of your head to rubbing your chest, your arms, and sometimes your cock.

When she kisses you, it most often feels as if the kissing is the point. It's usually a prelude to something more, but you're always amazed that it never feels that way. The result is that you experience a much deeper level of intimacy with Sarah than you have with any other woman you've dated. In fact, you've come to crave the long sessions of kissing that you get to experience when you've made your girlfriend and domme happy.

You're kissing her right now, in fact. Her lips feel soft and warm against yours. Her tongue brushes against your lips and pulls back. A moment later the tip engages in a gentle battle with your tongue. Again she pulls back. Her lips find your cheek and your neck and her tongue licks at your flesh as she moans. That moan is accompanied by Sarah's hand slowly stroking your shaft, which has been freed from its chastity device for the first time in nearly two weeks.

"That feels so good," you say. "This all feels so good."

"You're so hard for me," she replies.

Her lips find yours before you can say anything else. Her tongue moves swiftly and deeply into your mouth. The vigor of it lures you deeper into a state of desire. She pulls back and her lips hover achingly close to yours. All you want in that moment is to kiss her, to feel her lips against yours, to feel her tongue in your mouth, to connect with her.

Sarah grasps a handful of your hair and pulls back. You wince from the gentle pain and then moan as she kisses your neck once more. Then her lips find their way to your chest. Her tongue flicks back and forth over your nipples. She shifts her body on the couch and releases your cock. She kisses your stomach a handful of times. She kisses your thigh.

Your heart is pounding. You've never been in her mouth. Not when you're hard, at least, but it seems like she might actually give you a blowjob, or at least a hint of one.

Sarah kisses the head of your cock. You don't feel much, but a shudder of pleasure rockets through your body from the sheer anticipatory delight of her lips parting and her mouth engulfing your dick.

"You have a nice cock, you know," she says.

She kisses it a handful of times, moving down the shaft while on her knees next to you. You run your fingers down her back and savor the softness of her lace camisole. You caress her bare ass cheeks - she's wearing a thong - and give one a gentle squeeze.

Sarah sits back on her knees and you feel a brief sense of disappointment. Then she smiles and it all floats away as you lose yourself in her beauty.

"You know, there was a time when I prided myself on giving great blowjobs," she says. "It was actually my first experience with feeling dominant."

"Really?"

She nods. "It's interesting, isn't it? If you sucked cock for me, you would absolutely be doing so as a submissive to me and the guy you were blowing. But when I sucked cock it was because I enjoyed being in control of the guy's pleasure. That meant I wasn't even slightly interested in letting him control the pace, or put a hand on my head, or utter even one word about how to pleasure him. That meant that some guys weren't into my blowjobs, but the ones that were, well they were always under my control when I had their cocks in my mouths. I can't say I realized that it was about control and dominance right away, though. It was just a feeling I was chasing that I very much enjoyed."

You want her to take control of your pleasure in that way. You want her to take your cock in her mouth. You crave pleasure, but more than that, you crave that very particular pleasure from the stunningly beautiful redhead sitting next to you.

"You want to know what it's like, don't you?" she asks.

You nod.

She leans in and kisses you. Her tongue darts into your mouth and withdraws just as quickly. Her fingers encircle your balls and she teases them. You offer your tongue and Sarah moans as she draws it deeper into her mouth and begins to suck.

She pulls back, smiles, and takes your hand in hers. She lifts it to her lips. She takes two fingers into her mouth. She holds your gaze while sucking on those fingers. Her lips look plump and glossy with saliva as they move up and down your fingers. She swirls her tongue around them and sucks hard while pulling back. It's not nearly the same as a blowjob, though it's still rather pleasurable.

"It would feel something like that," she whispers before taking your earlobe between her lips and sucking on it. Her tongue then traces around your ear and a strong shiver of pleasure rushes down your spine.

Sarah sits back again. Her nipples are hard and you take a few moments to admire them as they poke through the thin material of her camisole. You're struck by an urge to remove her top and worship her breasts.

She takes your hand and places it on one of her breasts. It feels exquisite through the soft lace. You hold her gaze and gently play with her breast. You move from one to the other and she inches closer, settles next to you once more, and kisses you deeply.

"It feels good when you touch me," she says. "I like that you're respectful, that you're a good submissive, that you don't just grab my tits whenever you feel like it, but I want you to know that it feels good when you touch me, that my body responds to your touch with desire."

"Mine does too," you reply. "Obviously."

She laughs softly. "I don't know why, but I'm suddenly struck by an urge to give a blowjob."

You can't believe it. You weren't certain Sarah would ever give you a blowjob, but now it's going to happen. You're going to feel her mouth around your cock.

She takes your cock in her hand and strokes it. "Unfortunately for you, I'm also struck by a desire to give a blowjob while my submissive boyfriend's cock is locked up tight in its chastity cage."

You feel an unavoidable sense of disappointment and frustration. Sarah kisses you, though, and again the gentle movement of her lips and tongue draws you into a state of intimate bliss.

"I want you to take a cold shower," she says. "Bring your cage with you. Once your cock goes soft, lock it up, finish your shower, and join me."

Sarah rewards you with yet another kiss. It's intensely pleasurable and your dick gets harder. You're tempted to plead with her to give you a blowjob. You consider asking her to give you a blowjob but not let you cum, to just take you into her mouth for a few minutes, to stroke you a little more, to put you in your cage and then give you a blowjob. You keep it all to yourself, though. Your domme has issued an instruction and it's your duty to do as you're told, even if it's not exactly what you want to be doing in the moment.

You retrieve your cock cage from her coffee table and head for the shower. You make the water as cold as you can bear, step under the flow, and wash yourself while your cock shrinks. Once it's down to a rather small size - shrinkage is real in the cold water - you put yourself in the chastity cage.

You finish your shower, dry off, and join Sarah in the living room. She remains dressed in her satin camisole and matching panties. Your clothes are all on the living room floor so you remain naked with your hands clasped behind your back.

She smiles at your presence and directs her gaze towards your cock. Her smile brightens.

"I like your cock, but I have to admit that it looks better locked in a cage. Better to me, at least."

Sarah stands and walks towards you. She cups your balls and leans in to kiss your neck. Your cock immediately swells up in the cage.

"The sight of your caged cock makes me wet," she whispers. "It's a beautiful, perfect symbol of your submission and it makes me think of my control over you when I see it, and your willingness to give me control makes me as wet as I've ever been."

Your cock aches. You are, in so many ways, a perfect fit for Sarah. Your willingness to surrender control turns her on and her eagerness to take control turns you on. More than that, though, knowing that your submission brings her pleasure is a source of great and intense arousal for you, hence the fruitless efforts of your cock to get hard in the small cage she's imprisoned it in.

Sarah’s lips find yours. She lures your tongue into her mouth and again you fall deep into a state of bliss. Again you consider that she's the best kisser you've ever been with.

"I invited someone over," she says. "Someone I've been with in the past. Someone that's good for the kind of thing I want to use him for tonight."

You're suddenly quite nervous. You're naked and another man is apparently on his way to Sarah's apartment. Is he going to see you naked? Are you going to have to watch as she gives someone else a blowjob?

"Sarah..."

She caresses your face. Her lips are soft against yours. The kiss isn't deep. There's no tongue. It's reassuring, though. It's so perfectly reassuring.

"Shhh. I know this is going to be scary for you, but it won't be anywhere near as difficult as you think. You're a submissive. I'm your domme. I want you to do as I instruct tonight. I don't want you to hesitate. I want you to put aside your fears tonight and focus all your efforts on me, on making me happy."

You take a deep breath. "I will, Sarah."

She steps back and smiles. "Mostly you're going to watch as I give another man the very thing I could easily have given you. You're going to experience intense feelings of jealousy as I deny you what I'm going to give him. You're going to experience some level of humiliation, I would imagine, as he sits on my couch and gets his dick sucked while you're on your knees next to me and watching me pleasure him instead of you."

You feel the jealousy already. You feel some of that humiliation, too. You also feel your cock throbbing in the cage as some part of your brain continues to focus on the pleasure of the blowjob you won't be receiving. It felt so good when she sucked on your fingers and you know it would have felt truly magnificent for her to suck on your cock.

There's a knock at the door. "On your knees by the couch. Hands on your thighs."

You fall to your knees by the couch. Your heart is pounding. You feel impossibly nervous as Sarah walks to the door. She opens it. A man walks in. He's tall and skinny. He's handsome, though you judge him as no better looking than you. He doesn't strike you as the kind of alpha male that you've often imagined a woman would want to go down on. Then you remember that Sarah likes to be in control when she gives a blowjob, she likes to go down on a man that has no interest in pushing her head down or determining the speed at which she pleasures him.

"Wow, Sarah, you look incredible," he says.

She shuts the door and then steps closer and kisses him softly. He seems surprised by the kiss and he's even more surprised when she reaches for his crotch and strokes him through his jeans. It takes just a few seconds for him to surrender to his arousal, though, as he pulls her close and grabs her ass while their mouths open.

You experience intense jealousy watching the tongue kiss. You want that to be something that Sarah only shares with you. Her kisses are so meaningful and beautiful to you that it's a little painful to watch her give them to another man.

"Thank you for coming over, Zack," she says with a smile. "I really appreciate it."

"Are you kidding? I mean, it's not every day that a woman sends a text like the one you sent."

Sarah smiles at him in a way that makes you feel genuine pain. It's an emotional ache. You know she likes you. You know that she might very well be falling for you in the way a domme falls for a sub. Still, she just smiled at Zack in the manner a girlfriend smiles at her boyfriend and it's driving you absolutely insane.

Zack looks over at you. He looks at your caged cock. You look at the floor. You can't bear to make eye contact with him.

"That's my boyfriend," she says.

You smile. She called you her boyfriend. That feels so good.

"Obviously, our relationship is a little different than most," Sarah continues.

"I know," Zack replies. "I'm cool with this. It's kind of...well, it's obviously kinky and that's good with me."

Sarah kisses his neck and says, "Especially since you're the one who's getting his dick sucked."

Zack closes his eyes and you're certain you see his jeans tremble for just a moment. His legs must have been trembling too. He's turned on and it's clear that he's already at least a little bit ensnared in Sarah's web of seductive, dominant pleasure.

"Take your clothes off," she says.

Zack strips with remarkable speed - he's eager, after all - and Sarah kisses him again. You feel the jealousy as you watch their tongues entwine while her body presses against his. You want to be him. You want your cock to be free with her fingers around it. You want her tongue to be in your mouth. You want her soft, plump lips against yours.

Sarah takes his hand and leads him to the couch. He sits and she bends over and kisses him while caressing his thighs. She falls to her knees. He glances at you and smiles. Of course he's smiling. He's about to get his dick sucked and you're supposed to be the one sitting on the couch instead of him.

Sarah looks at you and says, "Come closer."

You're a good six feet away and you'd like to stay there, but you crawl closer. You do so until you're very nearly next to her.

She smiles, turns to Zack, and takes him in her mouth. He immediately closes his eyes. His head falls back against the couch. He moans.

"Oh, fuck, that feels so good," he says. "I forgot how amazing you were at this."

You watch Sarah's lips move up and down his shaft. Each time she takes a little more of him in her mouth. It's also the first time you note that his cock is almost exactly the same as yours. The same length. The same thickness. She would probably say it's nice, just like yours. This isn't about cock size, though. This is about Sarah wanting to deny you while making you watch her give another man the pleasure you crave.

She doesn't quite get all the way to deepthroating him, but she gets awfully close and you can't help but be impressed by her talent. Then you're jealous again, because it's not your cock that's getting sucked. It's not your cock that's nearly in her throat. It's his.

Sarah finally lets him fall from her mouth. She kisses the head and begins to stroke him as she looks up at Zack.

"He's never had my mouth," she says.

Zack looks at you for a moment and then back at her. "Really?"

She nods and smiles. "I've evolved. I've become a domme, as I told you in the text. I find it so much hotter to not suck his dick than to suck it. I find it hotter to deny him the pleasure than to give him the pleasure. I find it so much hotter to make him watch me suck your beautiful cock."

Most of Zack's cock disappears into her mouth. He unleashes a smile that indicates a heavenly kind of pleasure that you can only imagine as you've never gotten a blowjob from your girlfriend.

"I know it's maybe shitty of me to say, man, but you're really missing out," Zack says. "I mean, fuck, no one does this as well as she does. I can't say I've had a ton of blowjobs in my life, but this feels better than sex. It really does."

For a few seconds Sarah manages to take the whole of his cock into her mouth. She pulls back, sucks in a deep breath of air, and strokes him before looking at you.

"Better than sex," she says with a smile. "Can you imagine a blowjob feeling that good?"

"All I can do is imagine it," you reply.

Sarah reaches out. She takes your hand and pulls you closer. Your arm presses against Zack's leg, but a moment later Sarah is kissing you and you don't care about anything other than the pleasure of the connection you feel with her in that moment.

It takes a few seconds before you remember that you're kissing her mere moments after she had Zack's cock in her mouth. It's strange, but something about it feels exciting. Not necessarily good, but thrilling, perhaps. Your heart is pounding and you're not exactly disgusted, so it seems hard to say that it's a bad thing.

"You enjoyed that, didn't you?" she whispers after the kiss ends.

Your eyes are closed and you keep them that way for a few moments. Then you open them, see Sarah's beautiful smiling face, and nod. "I did."

She takes Zack's cock in her mouth once more. Your arm is still pressing against his leg, but you don't bother moving. You're focused on the blowjob unfolding right next to you. Her lips are so tight around his shaft. She's playing with his balls. She wraps her fingers around the shaft and moves them up and down in concert with her mouth, which must feel incredible.

"Oh, fuck, Sarah..."

She pulls off his cock and runs her thumb over the underside of the head. She smiles at him. "Did you get close?"

He nods. "You make me feel so fucking good I can't help it."

She turns to you. A moment later she's kissing you again. Her tongue is in your mouth again.

"I like sharing a little bit of the taste of his cock with you," she whispers. "I like that you enjoy kissing the lips that were just wrapped around his dick."

You don't love that Zack is right there as she says it, but that's the point. That's why he's there. She wants you to have to do something you don't love. "It turns me on," you admit. "And I love that you like it."

She turns back to Zack, but this time Sarah drops lower and takes his balls into her mouth. She strokes his cock while doing so and he looks right at you.

"She's fucking amazing, dude," he says. "And for what it's worth, this thing where she's making you watch while your dick is in that cage is really fucking hot to me."

Sarah sucks his balls a little more and then leans towards you. She stops just short of kissing you and says, "I want you to taste his balls on my tongue."

You kiss. You close your eyes. You part your lips. She does the same. She offers her tongue. It does taste a little different. It's probably his balls you're tasting. It's a humiliating notion, and yet your cock aches. You're turned on. There's some part of you that's into humiliation, though, so of course you're turned on.

The blowjob - and all the kissing - goes on for quite some time. Sarah never does one thing for too long. She sucks his cock. She kisses the head. She strokes him. She kisses his thighs. She kisses his stomach. She sucks his balls. She kisses you a whole bunch. She kisses Zack a few times, too, and he never shies away from tasting himself on her lips.

After what seems like a lengthy blowjob, Sarah makes Zack cum in her mouth. She does so in a vigorous fashion, stroking and sucking him to what seems like a mind bending orgasm that has you feeling immensely jealous.

He cums for a long time. He moans loudly. His cock pulses. His body writhes a little on the couch. He is a man lost in pleasure.

When he finishes, Sarah pulls off his cock and turns towards you. Zack pulls his legs away and there's nothing between you and your domme.

You know what she wants the moment you see her face. You know she's going to feed you his cum. You know she's going to share a long, deep, cum kiss with you. You know she's going to make you swallow another man's cum.

She kisses you. It's soft at first. It's romantic, even. Then her tongue darts out and brushes against your lips. You open them. Her tongue pushes into your mouth and a load of thick cum follows.

It's overwhelming. The taste is bad, but you've eaten your own cum so you know it's going to be bad. It's the psychological aspect of it that's more difficult to cope with. You have another man's cum in your mouth. A stranger's cum. It's as if you sucked him off because the load is on your tongue. It's coating your cheeks. It's moving towards your throat.

"Swallow," Sarah says as she cups your locked cock and balls. "Swallow his cum for me."

You close your eyes and swallow. It burns going down. It's humiliating, too.

"That was incredibly hot," she whispers. "My pussy is soaked. You've made me a very happy domme."

"It was my pleasure," you reply. "It's always my pleasure to make you happy, Sarah."

She kisses you again. Slowly and deeply. It's beautiful beyond words. It tastes of cum, but it's romantic. It's passionate.

Sarah turns to Zack, smiles, and says, "Thank you for coming over, Zack. I might text you again for this sort of thing."

"It was, without question, my pleasure."

Zack stands, gets dressed, thanks Sarah again, and leaves.

"We're going to go to my bedroom," she says. "I'm going to let you worship my body for a while. I'm going to let you make me cum repeatedly. Then I'm going to give you an orgasm with my vibrator and you're going to clean your cum."

"Thank you," you say.

You enjoy another deep, passionate kiss. "You're welcome." 

The rest of the night is going to be incredible. You're going to serve your domme. You're going to worship her body. You're going to make her cum. She's going to reward you with an orgasm in your cage.

You're a very lucky submissive.