Once a Domme, Always a Domme - Part 10

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 Adam felt perfectly fine as he stepped off the elevator and onto the 12th floor of the luxurious hotel, but his heart pounded a little harder with each step he took towards the room where he'd be cuckolded.

When he'd reached the door, Adam closed his eyes, took a deep breath to try and calm himself a little, and then reached up and knocked. He expected to see his wife, her soon-to-be lover Peter, and her friend June inside. He expected to be thrown into a world of kink and submission in the blink of an eye.

June answered the door. She wore a white sweater and a pair of jeans. She smiled, stepped aside, and welcomed him to the room. Adam expected that she'd be dressed as a domme so he was slightly caught off guard, though that didn't stop him from stepping into the room.

"Peter and Lily will be along soon," she said before offering Adam a soft kiss on the cheek. "They're having a drink."

"Oh, okay, excellent," Adam replied. He could feel the anticipatory nerves of the evening coursing through him.

"You're going to help me get ready," June said. "You're going to focus entirely on that, in fact, because your duty tonight is to submit to me while your wife enjoys Peter's superior cock."

Adam's nervousness slowly transformed to desire as June held his gaze.

"Lily's been very clear that you're a wonderful husband, Adam, but you and I both know that you're not capable of fucking her like Peter. We both know that your submission to your cuckolding will bring her a far more pleasurable orgasm than any your cock has ever offered her."

His dick surged to life as June laid out what sounded like an overwhelmingly obvious - and arousing - truth. "Yes, I know," he said.

"Undress me," June instructed.

Adam's hands shook a little as he lifted June's sweater over her head, folded it, set it aside, and then unbuttoned her jeans. They were tight around the hips and he had to get closer to work them down her legs. She smiled as he did so and he could smell her perfume, which was surprisingly delicate and more than a little seductive.

"You smell good," he said softly.

"Thank you."

Adam dropped to his knees to help June out of her jeans, folded them, and set them aside. Then he sat back on his knees, looked up at her, and waited for further instructions.

"Am I naked?" she asked.

Adam shook his head.

"Then you haven't done as I instructed, have you?"

He froze for a moment before reaching up to lower her panties. Adam was a little embarrassed to see his hands visibly shaking but June said nothing as he pulled her panties down and exposed her pussy.

Adam couldn't help but stare. Her pussy was beautiful, of course, but it was more the strangeness of staring at another woman's naked crotch while his wife was nowhere to be found.

"Remove my bra," she said.

Adam stood and moved behind June to help her out of her bra. Just like that, she was naked. His heart was still pounding, in large part because he hadn't expected to be alone with June and he certainly hadn't expected to be given the chance to strip her naked.

June turned around and Adam glanced at her breasts, which were far perkier than he'd expected. She took them in her hands and squeezed the soft flesh while moaning and his cock throbbed in the manner a man's cock does when a beautiful woman touches herself.

"You'll find a black bodysuit in the closet," June said. "Retrieve it for me."

Adam rushed towards the closet, slid the door open, and saw the bodysuit on a hanger. It looked to be made from a faux-leather - which made it much easier to wear - and the breast cups were made from black lace that was unquestionably sheer enough to show off June's nipples.

He plucked the bodysuit from the hanger and returned to June, who wore a devilish smile. Adam dropped to his knees to help her step into the lingerie and then pulled it up her body. She remained relatively still as he dressed her and ensured that the bodysuit looked perfect.

"Retrieve my boots from the closet."

Adam returned to the closet and grabbed a pair of thigh high black leather boots that he'd somehow not seen before. He helped June into them and remained on his knees and stared up at her when he was finished. She looked like a goddess in the same manner that Lily did when she was dressed like a domme. June made Adam's heart pound as he stared, as he experienced a sense of submission from doing nothing more than sitting on his knees before her.

"My cock is in my suitcase," she said. "As is my harness. Retrieve them both."

Adam moved to stand but she put a hand on the top of his head.

"Crawl," was all she said.

He turned on his hands and knees and crawled towards her suitcase. He opened the top and retrieved the fairly sizable and utterly lifelike black dildo that rested on top. The strappy black harness came next and Adam held them both in one hand as he crawled back to her.

It took some doing - he wasn't familiar with putting a strapon harness on a woman - but he managed to do so without any help or instruction from June. He slipped the dildo through the hole, tightened the straps, and looked up at her.

The cock had transformed her. It was such a simple thing, but she looked far more dominant with a cock protruding from her pelvis. The color matched that of her lingerie and boots and when she wrapped her fingers around the shaft Adam was surprised at the surge of both arousal and anxiety that coursed through him.

"Strip," she said.

Adam stood and stripped as he watched June stroke her cock. Her eyes wandered over his body until he was naked. Then she released her shaft and approached. She ran her fingers over his torso and the tops of his thighs. She moved behind him and her cock rubbed over his ass while she caressed his back and then leaned in to kiss his shoulders, upper back, and neck softly while her fingers encircled his dick and stroked him until he sported a raging erection.

"Turn around," June instructed.

Adam spun around and she grabbed her cock and rubbed the tip over his, gathering the copious precum that had leaked from his head. Then she took a step back and he stared at the glistening tip of her dark cock.

"Get on your knees," she demanded.

Adam fell to his knees.

June stepped closer and stroked her cock, though her fingers never quite reached the slippery tip. "Suck my cock."

The words sent a shudder of pleasure - and angst - through Adam's body. He stared at the tip of June's cock. He parted his lips. He leaned forward. He took it in his mouth. He tasted the sweetness of his precum. He heard her moan. He felt her hand on the back of his head. He felt it applying gentle pressure. He felt a deep sense of submission as he took as much of the cock as he could into his mouth.

"You're a natural," June said softly. "A natural cocksucker. This is where you were always meant to end up, Adam. On your knees with a cock in your mouth on the night your wife cuckolds you for the first time."

June fucked his mouth gently. In and out her cock moved. He could only take a few inches with any sort of ease, but she seemed in no rush to make him take more than that.

Adam panicked when he heard the door open. He tried to pull back but June grabbed a handful of his hair and held him in place. She was blocking his view of the door, but he knew his wife had returned with the man that would be fucking her that night. He knew they could see him on his knees. He knew they could see his stiff dick and they would absolutely know that June's cock was in his mouth.

"It looks like you got started early," Lily said.

June turned her head and smiled. "I couldn't help myself. You know I love putting a man on his knees."

Lily appeared alongside her friend and Peter stepped behind her. Adam wanted desperately to back away, to put his clothes on, to have a few moments to gather himself before he plunged headlong into the submission of the evening. He couldn't, though. June wouldn't let him run away from it. She made him plunge deep into that sensation of humiliation that he felt in that moment.

"And how is my husband doing on his knees?" Lily asked as she looked down at Adam while Peter kissed her neck and slowly unbuttoned the delicate silk blouse she'd worn for their date.

"He's a natural cocksucker," June said. "He didn't hesitate to take my cock in his mouth, even though I'd coated it with his precum before putting him on his knees."

Lily moaned as Peter reached into her blouse and played with her tits. "And I can see that his dick is still hard, so I guess he likes sucking cock."

June laughed softly. "He does. He's not ready for it yet, but I'm sure you can put him on his knees in front of Peter or another lover at some point in the not-too-distant future."

Adam panicked at the idea and Lily smiled and reached down to caress his face as June's cock moved in and out of his mouth.

"Don't worry," Lily said softly. "I'm not going to force you, Adam. Submission isn't about being forced. It's about doing it of your own volition. It's about offering to suck cock because you know it would turn me on. You won't ever have to if you're not ready for it. I think June's right, though. I think you'll be ready for it much sooner than you might imagine."

Peter looked down at him at that moment and smiled. Adam could see the utter joy on his face at the idea of getting his cock sucked by a married woman's husband. He could see that flash of dominance, the pleasure that came from even thinking about putting Adam in his place in that way.

It was the look on Peter's face that convinced Adam that June and Lily were right. He would offer his mouth eventually. Probably sooner than he imagined possible. He'd offer it because there was something just a little bit exciting about being that kind of submissive. It produced a wealth of anxiety, and yet excitement lived beneath that anxiety and Adam knew that eventually the excitement would win out.

"I have to admit, I'm a little jealous of Adam," Lily said. "I think I'd like to have a cock in my mouth, too."

She turned her head and shared a deep kiss with Peter. They kept kissing as Lily spun around in his grasp. He grabbed her ass in the tight leather pants she had on and she moaned into his mouth.

"Sit on the edge of the bed," she said.

Peter moved to the bed and sat as Lily dropped to her knees. June then shifted her body until she was standing between Adam and his wife.

"I know you want to watch your wife suck a real man's cock," she said softly, "but a sub doesn't always get what he wants. You can listen, though, while I continue to fuck your pretty mouth with my big dick."

Her eyes lit up with desire as she pushed her cock into his mouth and grabbed his head with both hands. June stared down at him and Adam looked up at her as she fucked his mouth just like she said she would. His dick throbbed just as the sounds of a blowjob - a blowjob his wife was giving to another man - filled the room along with Peter's moans.

"Doesn't that sound beautiful, Adam?" June asked. "Your wife is on her knees with another man's cock in her mouth. She's sucking his dick like a good girl because she wants him to be out of his mind with desire for her slick cunt. She wants him desperate for her. Desperate to fuck her tight pussy, to pound her while her husband watches as he takes a stiff strapon cock up his ass from behind."

Adam was tempted to masturbate as June humiliated him in a manner that proved remarkably arousing. He kept his hands on his thighs, though, and let her words and the sounds of his wife's cocksucking wash over him.

"I'm sure your wife gives you the occasional blowjob," June continued, "but I'll bet she doesn't suck your cock like she's sucking his. I'll bet she doesn't worship your cock. I'll bet her pussy doesn't get wet when you're in her mouth. I'll bet she isn't overcome by a desire to make you feel good the way she is with Peter. That's because he's superior to you, Adam. He's a real man and you're a fucking cuck, as you're about to find out."

Lily moaned and Adam couldn't help but feel like his wife was agreeing with what her friend had said. She was agreeing that Peter was a superior man, that her pussy was wet for him, that she loved sucking his dick so much more than she loved sucking Adam's. It was humiliating, but it felt so fucking good.

"Fuck, Peter...I've been desperate to have your cock in my pussy since I watched you fuck June all those weeks ago. I took that little bitch Dale from behind with my strapon and that turned me on, but the thing that got me wetter than anything else was watching the ecstasy on June's face as you fucked her, as you pounded her pussy, as you showed her what it's like to have a big, beautiful cock in her cunt."

"And does it turn you on to know that your husband is going to be the little bitch getting strapon fucked tonight?" Peter asked.

Lily moaned again and this time it sounded like she was being fingered. "Yes, it does. Fuck...it fucking does."

June pushed her cock deep enough into Adam's throat that he gagged. He instinctively pulled away and she let him go. He bent over and coughed as drool fell from his mouth and onto the carpeted floor.

"Fuck me, Peter," Lily said.

June helped Adam to his feet, grabbed a handful of his hair, and directed his gaze towards the bed. She moved behind him and then pushed him forward with a hand in his hair and another on his lower back. She pushed him until he stood at the corner of the bed. Then she bent him over.

Adam obeyed June's unspoken orders without hesitation and he did so as he watched his wife strip with haste, crawl into the bed, and roll onto her back. She looked at Adam as Peter crawled between her legs. Their eyes met for a split-second and she smiled before reaching down, grabbing Peter's cock, and guiding it inside her - without protection - as they kissed.

Adam felt warmth against his asshole. June was lubing him. He heard the sound of her stroking her strapon and felt the head against his asshole. She pushed on his lower back and he arched it as she slipped inside him. She grabbed his hips and filled him slowly as he watched another man enter his wife.

It was Lily's face that Adam couldn't look away from, though. He saw the same ecstasy she'd seen on June's face. He saw a kind of pleasure he couldn't remember ever seeing on her face. It was like something inside her had been released when Peter penetrated her, like the part of her she'd kept hidden from Adam - the part of her that had been a domme before they'd gotten serious - was now fully unleashed.

Adam was wrong about that, though. That part of her continued to emerge as Peter fucked her. He could see it on her face and in the way her body melded with the man inside her. He could hear it in the way she moaned. He could see it in the way she smiled as he filled her with a long, hard, deep thrust. He could see it in the way she put a hand around the back of Peter's neck, challenged him to fuck her harder, and then kissed him with a kind of fervor Adam wasn't sure he'd witnessed in any woman.

There was another element to the transformation, of course. A more personal element. It was Adam transforming. He was being reamed anally, after all, by a gorgeous dominant woman who was fucking him with hard, deep thrusts, each of which hurt. Adam found something akin to pleasure in the pain, though, as it felt like a perfect reminder of what he was, of his place as a cuckold, of his place as a man that couldn't possibly satisfy his wife the way Peter was satisfying her in that moment.

June's hand came down hard on Adam's ass and he winced from the pain. He saw pleasure on his wife's face. Deep, deep pleasure. He heard her tell Peter how good his cock felt inside her, how deep he was, how he was stretching her pussy so good.

"Do you hear that, you little cuck bitch?" June asked as she dug her fingers into Adam's hips and fucked him with even greater vigor. "Do you see that you were always meant for this? That you were always meant to watch another man fuck your wife? That it's your place to get anally pounded by my fat dick while he satisfies your wife's tight little pussy?"

"Yes," Adam admitted as the pain of each thrust receded. It wasn't replaced by pleasure, but it didn't hurt much anymore. He was getting used to it. He was relaxing into it. He was accepting his place. He was fully offering his submission, and with that came a far more satisfying pleasure than he'd ever experienced. It was deeper. It was more real. It was so much more than the simple joy of having his cock stimulated. This was a pleasure that filled his body. A pleasure that resonated through him from head to toe.

"I was meant for this," he said. "I was meant to submit to this. I was meant to submit to whatever my wife desires. I was meant to take your cock in my ass while a real man satisfies her."

Adam wanted Lily to look at him, but she only had eyes for Peter in that moment. She almost certainly heard him, though, and he took her beautiful smile and her lusty moans to mean that she enjoyed his verbal submission.

"Peter...cum in me," Lily said. "Cum in me when I cum. Cum in me while my husband takes it up the ass."

Adam gripped the sheets and felt a strange, unexpected surge in his loins. A surge of intense pleasure. A surge that told him it was entirely possible he'd cum while getting fucked. Maybe not that day, but some day.

"Peter...I'm close! I'm close!" Lily cried out.

Adam watched his wife and her lover cum together. He watched a beautiful kind of pleasure dance across Lily's face. A kind of pleasure he'd never seen before. A kind of pleasure he'd never given her.

Not until that night, at least, for Adam knew he was at least partially responsible for that pleasure. It wasn't just that Lily was fucking another man. It was that Adam had offered his submission to his domme wife. It was that he'd submitted to his cuckolding and the anal fucking. It was that he'd submitted to the humiliation. It was that he'd shown a willingness to put his wife's pleasure above everything else.

Lily and Peter kissed deeply as they came down from their orgasms.

June buried her cock in Adam's ass and leaned forward until her chest was pressed against his back. He turned his head and her lips found his for a slow, soft, remarkably tender kiss.

"You're a good husband," she whispered. "And you're going to be an incredible cuckold."

"I hope so," he replied.

June smiled. "You will be, and you can show your wife that you're dedicated to being a good cuck by offering to clean Peter's cum from her pussy."

Adam turned back and saw Peter pull out of his wife. He saw Lily close her eyes and smile in a manner indicating the deepest level of joy. Then her legs fell open and Adam saw the cum leaking out of them.

"Lily, can I clean you?" he asked.

She looked at him, smiled, and nodded. "That would make me very happy."

June pulled out and gave him a good smack on the ass. Adam crawled between his wife's legs, settled onto his stomach, and went about proving that he wanted nothing more than to be a good submissive cuckold.

He cleaned her pussy. He cleaned every drop. He didn't really enjoy it, but he enjoyed offering his submission. He enjoyed that very much.

Despite everything he'd already experienced, Adam knew that he and Lily were at the very beginning of what would end up being a long journey of domination and submission and he couldn't wait to embark on that journey with her.

The End.