A Dominatrix Always Gets What She Wants - Part 10

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Elena strode across the bar and towards the booth with a strong drink in each hand. She spilled a little - the bartender had poured generously - before sliding onto the booth's soft leather seat and pushing Rebecca's drink across the table.

"Thanks," Rebecca said as she leaned over to sip the artful foam off the top of the martini glass. Elena had picked a high-end bar, mostly because she thought Rebecca might find someone suitable to cuckold her husband with. Of course, Rebecca didn't know that was Elena's intention, but she didn't need to know.

"Are you okay?" Elena asked as she watched her friend down a third of her drink in one sip. Rebecca had seemed a little bit off from the moment they'd met up an hour earlier. Elena figured she needed a drink, but they'd already downed one and were working on their second and Rebecca still seemed like she wasn't herself.

Rebecca looked away for a moment and then turned her attention back to Elena and smiled. "Nick...well, he made a confession."

Elena thought of her sessions with Nick, of the way she'd cuckolded him, fucked his face with a strapon, made him worship her ass, and much more. Was it possible that Nick had confessed his penchant for visiting a dominatrix?

"What sort of confession?" she asked.

Rebecca looked down into her drink, ran her finger over the rim of her glass, and looked up at Elena before she said, "He confessed that he's been paying someone to dominate him. You see, I found a pair of my panties stuffed in the back of his desk drawer. I could tell he was lying when I asked why they were in his drawer, and it wasn't long after that the truth spilled out of him."

Elena thought of making Nick wear a pair of his wife’s panties during a session and tried her best not to surrender to the sudden increase in her heart rate and the tension in her chest. Though she'd initiated a friendship with Rebecca as a game of sorts - she wanted to try and control both members of a couple, even without Rebecca's knowledge of her mission - she'd since come to genuinely like her, and it seemed that their friendship was at risk of a sudden conclusion.

"That's quite a confession," Elena said.

Rebecca smiled and gently dipped her finger into her drink, which struck Elena as out of character. When she lifted that alcohol-flavored finger to her lips and sucked it clean, Elena was quite convinced that Rebecca was feeling the effects of her first drink and was letting loose. Her heart rate calmed, too, for if Rebecca was angry it seemed unlikely that she'd be acting in a genuinely seductive manner.

"He told me that his dominatrix has helped him understand his desires, that she's shown him a side of himself he didn't know existed. He told me that she's even made him a better husband," Rebecca continued.

Elena leaned forward, smiled at her friend, and asked, "Do you believe that's true?"

Rebecca took a moment to consider the question and said, "Surprisingly, I do. He's far more focused on my needs since he started visiting his dominatrix. He's less selfish, kinder, and there's no question I'm enjoying our sex life more. I feel happier and freer than I have in a long time."

Elena wasn't entirely sure if Rebecca knew that she was sitting across from Nick's dominatrix, so she chose not to say anything that would give it away.

"He also mentioned that his dominatrix has cuckolded him multiple times," Rebecca continued. "She's brought in another man, a man blessed with the attributes that any woman would desire. She's had that man fuck her while Nick watched. He told me that she has a gift for putting him in his place while this other man - this perfect man, as Nick described him - is fucking her."

Elena studied Rebecca's face as she talked, searching for clues to how her friend felt about Nick's confession. At times Rebecca seemed excited, perhaps even aroused. At times she seemed annoyed, perhaps even angry, making it impossible for Elena to know if she was on the verge of being thanked or yelled at.

After a brief pause, Rebecca said, "He told me her name. Would you care to guess it?"

"Mistress Elena," Elena answered, for now there was no doubt in her mind that Rebecca knew she was sitting across from Nick's dominatrix.

Rebecca smiled. "That's right. You're my husband's dominatrix. You're the woman that's shown him his true self, that's cuckolded him, that's turned him into a more attentive husband, that's turned him into the kind of man that can't wait to eat his cum from my pussy after he fucks me."

"Yes, I am," Elena said.

"Did you know I was his wife?" Rebecca asked. "Is that why you encouraged me to fool around with other men? Were you trying to convince me to cuckold my husband?"

"Yes," Elena admitted.

Rebecca studied Elena's face for what felt like an eternity - though was likely just a handful of seconds - and asked, "Why? Why did you befriend me?"

Elena saw no hint of anger on Rebecca's face. Instead, she saw a sense of curiosity, and she was fairly certain there was a little bit of arousal in her eyes, too. Her pupils had gotten bigger and her lips quivered faintly, as if she was stepping into a thrilling headspace.

"There are two types of professional dommes," Elena began. "The first generally hates men. She takes pleasure in the pain and humiliation she gets to dole out. She takes pleasure in being paid to do so. She takes pleasure in reinforcing her preconceived notions that men are pathetic, worthless creatures."

Elena sipped her drink as Rebecca leaned just a little bit closer, as if she was hanging on every word.

"The second type gets off on being in control, on feeling powerful. I'm the second type. I don't hate men. Not at all. I love men, in fact. I find pleasure in dominating them. I find pleasure in being in control. When Nick enters my room at the Mansion, when he gets on his knees in front of me and offers me control, it turns me on, just as it does with most of my clients." Elena paused, studied Rebecca's face for a few seconds, and added, "I find pleasure in dominating women, too, in being in control, in getting them to do as I desire."

Rebecca's breathing had suddenly gotten a little heavier and her chest looked flush. "Is that...is that what you were doing with me? Dominating me?"

"In a way," Elena answered. "I wanted to see if I could control you and your husband, if I could reshape your marriage. I took an indirect approach with you, but I wanted to see if I could guide you to embrace the pleasure and freedom that would come from cuckolding your husband."

"I didn't know," Rebecca said. "That you were steering me in the direction you wanted me to go, that you were controlling my marriage. I had no idea." She paused, looked down into her drink for a few seconds, and added, "But I liked it. I liked being pushed in that direction. I liked being pushed to uncover a part of me that I've clearly kept hidden for years, a part of me that I didn't really know existed."

Elena decided to push her friend further. "Come sit next to me," she said while sliding all the way against the wall, making room for Rebecca to join her.

They stared at each other for a few seconds before Rebecca acquiesced and moved to the other side of the booth. She sat down at the very outer edge, leaving a few feet of soft leather between them.

"Closer," Elena instructed.

Rebecca looked at her and at the space between them, took a breath, and slid closer.

"Closer," Elena said once more. "I want you close enough that I can feel the warmth emanating from your legs."

Rebecca hesitated. She looked once again at the space between them, glanced at Elena's legs, and then stared into her friend's eyes. Elena could see her brain working, as if she was mulling over the repercussions of following the command that had just been issued. Elena knew it was a big moment, for by doing as she desired, Rebecca would be tacitly offering her submission and opening the door to an entirely different kind of relationship between them.

Much to Elena's delight, that's exactly what Rebecca did. She slid close enough that their bare thighs - they'd both worn fairly short skirts for their night out - touched.

"Very good," Elena said softly as she reached under the table and put her hand on Rebecca's knee. "Now spread your legs for me."

Rebecca slowly spread her legs and her skirt gently moved up her thighs, exposing more of her soft, smooth, milky white skin. Elena watched her friend's face as her fingers moved up Rebecca's thigh, moving in slow circles over her skin.

"Are you turned, Rebecca?" Elena asked.

"Yes," Rebecca answered.

Elena's fingers moved ever closer to Rebecca's pussy as she watched arousal dance across her friend's face. Elena was turned on, too, though in her case it was entirely because of the level of control she'd just been granted.

"Is your pussy wet?" Elena asked.

"Yes, it is," she answered.

Elena pressed her fingers against Rebecca's panties and felt the dampness of her pussy soaking through the thin lace. She rubbed in slow, small circles, stimulating Rebecca's clit and causing her friend to bite her lower lip, presumably in an effort to stifle a moan of pleasure that desperately wanted to escape.

"Does that feel good?" she asked. "Do you like it when I play with your pussy?"

Rebecca nodded. "Yes."

Elena pulled aside her friend's panties and gently pushed two fingers inside her, discovering a level of wetness that was far greater than expected. Rebecca wasn't just wet. She was soaked.

"Look at me," Elena instructed.

Rebecca turned her head and looked at Elena. Her cheeks were flushed red and arousal danced in her eyes. She looked as though it wouldn't take much to push her over the edge and into an orgasmic place, a notion that Elena quite enjoyed.

She wasn't going to make Rebecca cum, though. Not quite yet. Instead, she pulled her fingers from the lovely married woman's pussy and held them up. Rebecca's gaze focused on Elena's slick fingers and her lips parted.

"Suck them clean," Elena said.

Rebecca leaned forward and took Elena's slippery fingers into her mouth. She closed her eyes and sucked them clean. She moaned, too. It was quiet enough that Elena was likely the only one who could hear it, but it was beautiful.

"That's a good girl," Elena said.

That elicited another moan from Rebecca, this one a little louder. She seemed to be falling deeper into submission, to be embracing what was clearly a natural desire.

As Rebecca gently sucked on her fingers, Elena asked, "How do you think your husband would feel if you sucked someone else's cock tonight, Rebecca? How would he feel if you went home and told him that you'd given a blowjob, that you'd made another man cum in your mouth, that you'd swallowed another man's cum like a good girl?"

Rebecca's eyes went wide as Elena pulled her fingers free from the eager, sucking mouth they'd occupied. "I think...I think he'd enjoy that," Rebecca answered. "I think he'd love that, actually. I think he's...he's a cuckold, and a cuckold would enjoy that."

Elena reached between Rebecca's legs once more. She slipped two fingers into her friend's slick pussy and used her thumb to rub Rebecca's clit. She smiled and leaned closer to kiss her neck, moaning softly as her lips brushed against Rebecca's soft skin.

"And how would you feel about that, Rebecca?" Elena whispered. "How would feel if I made you suck another man's cock tonight? How would you feel if I made you suck a nice big cock until it flooded your mouth with a warm, thick load of cum that I made you swallow?"

Rebecca closed her eyes and moaned as Elena felt her thighs trembling. She pushed her fingers even deeper into her friend's soaking wet pussy, but she pulled her thumb from Rebecca's clit, for she wasn't about to let her cum before she was ready.

"I'd...that...it turns me on to think about doing that, about you making me suck cock," Rebecca answered.

Elena smiled. Rebecca really was keen on submitting to her. She pulled her phone from her handbag and sent a quick text to the same man she'd cuckolded Nick with a few times. He was safe, reliable, and discreet, which meant he was absolutely perfect for what Elena needed in that moment. Unsurprisingly, he replied in an instant, stating his eagerness to assist Elena in her domination of a beautiful married woman.

"My friend is going to join us," Elena said. "The same man that already cuckolded your husband. This time, though, you'll be the one to pleasure him." She pulled her fingers from Rebecca's pussy and slipped them into her mouth. "This pretty mouth of yours will make him feel good, Rebecca. You'll suck his cock until he cums and you'll swallow his load like a good girl. Do you understand?"

"Yes," Rebecca said as Elena's fingers departed her mouth.

"Yes, mistress," Elena corrected her.

"Yes, mistress," Rebecca said.

"Very good," Elena replied. "He'll be here soon. In the meantime, let's finish our drinks."

They enjoyed their drinks as Elena worked to keep Rebecca in a deeply aroused state, mostly by playing with her pussy and whispering into her ear about the joys of sucking a stranger's cock like a good girl. It wasn't long before Elena received a text letting her know that Daniel, the man she'd cuckolded Nick with, was waiting outside.

"He's waiting outside," Elena said as she slipped her phone into her handbag. "Are you ready to be a good girl for me? Are you ready to suck cock?"

"Yes," Rebecca replied before closing her eyes for a moment as a wave of pleasure seemed to move through her body. She then gathered her handbag, adjusted her skirt, and slid out of the booth.

Elena followed, put her arm around Rebecca, and walked her out of the bar like they were a couple headed home for a night of intense pleasure. In a way, that's exactly what they were, and that reality put a smile on Elena's face. She hadn't expected to indulge in such a direct form of domination with Rebecca, but she quite liked how things had turned out.

"There he is," Elena said as she pointed towards a dark luxury SUV waiting at the curb. "Get in the backseat." She opened the door for Rebecca and saw Daniel sitting behind the driver’s seat. He smiled and waved and Rebecca looked at Elena with a hint of worry in her eyes. "Don't worry, he won't bite," she said. "Now be a good girl and get in."

Rebecca did as instructed and Elena closed the door behind her before moving to the other side of the SUV and getting behind the wheel. "Rebecca, I'd like you to meet Daniel. Daniel, this is Nick's wife, Rebecca. You've already seen her cuckold husband in action - and he's seen your perfect cock in action - and now you're going to enjoy his wife's lovely, talented mouth."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Rebecca," Daniel said.

"You too," she replied, though her voice was quiet and she seemed to have some difficulty looking Daniel in the eye.

"Give me your address, Rebecca," Elena instructed. "I'll drive you back to your house, back to your husband. While I do, you can pleasure Daniel. Don't finish him until we reach our destination, though. I want you to kiss your husband soon after you've swallowed a superior man's cum. Do you understand?"

Rebecca looked nervous, but she nodded and then gave her address as instructed. Elena typed it into her phone, put the car in drive, and smiled as she pulled away from the curb.

"Kiss him, Rebecca," she instructed. "Kiss him and stroke his cock through his pants. Get him hard for you. Show him that you're eager to make him happy, that you're eager to be a good girl for me."

"Yes, mistress," Rebecca replied.

The sound of kissing soon drifted from the backseat. Rebecca moaned softly and Elena couldn't help but smile as she thought of her new submissive discovering just how big Daniel's cock was.

"He's quite a lot bigger than your husband, isn't he?" she asked.

"Yes, mistress," Rebecca answered.

"Does that excite you, Rebecca? Do you like the idea of Daniel's cock stretching your tight, married pussy?" she asked.

"Yes, mistress," Rebecca said. "I don't think I've ever been with a man this big."

"Take his cock out, Rebecca," Elena instructed. "Stroke him as you kiss. Feel how thick he is. Feel how hard he is for you. Feel how badly he wants you, how much you turn him on."

Elena heard the sound of Daniel's zipper being lowered. Soon the sound of Rebecca's soft hand moving up and down his thick shaft filled the car along with moans from both of them. It was a beautiful symphony of pleasure and Elena couldn't help but take one hand off the steering wheel to reach between her legs and play with her soaking wet pussy. Domination turned her on, after all, and she saw no harm in indulging in her desire.

"Suck his cock, Rebecca," Elena said. "Be a good girl and take him in your mouth. Discover what it's like to pleasure a real man."

Rebecca's voice quivered with desire as she replied, "Yes, mistress."

Elena glanced in the rearview mirror and watched Rebecca's head disappear from view. Daniel groaned a moment later and the sounds of a blowjob soon filled the car.

"Oh, fuck," Daniel said.

"Does her mouth feel good? Is she being a good cocksucker for you?" Elena asked.

"She is," he replied.

Elena's fingers moved faster over her clit as wetness dripped from her pussy. She was absolutely going to leave her juices on Daniel's beautiful leather seat, but she didn't care.

"Don't cum in her mouth until I pull into her driveway," Elena instructed. "Let her worship that beautiful cock of yours for the next ten minutes."

Rebecca dutifully worshiped Daniel's cock for the entirety of the ride back to her place, taking breaks only to stroke his thick, spit-soaked shaft and likely give her jaw a rest. Otherwise the car was filled with the sounds of voracious cocksucking, proving that Rebecca had fully surrendered to her submissive desires.

Elena was on the verge of an orgasm of her own as she pulled into Rebecca's driveway. She put the car in park and kept the headlights on as she climbed into the passenger seat to enjoy a lovely view of the display of cocksucking prowess unfolding in the backseat.

"Make him cum in your mouth, Rebecca," she instructed. "Be a good girl and make Daniel unload in your pretty mouth before you go inside and share the taste of a real man's cock and cum with your cuckold husband."

Rebecca sucked and stroked the big, beautiful dick in her mouth with great vigor. The sounds of cocksucking reverberated around the car as Elena's fingers pumped in and out of her pussy while she rubbed her clit furiously.

"Fuck, I'm close," Daniel declared.

"Cum in her mouth," Elena said. "Let her have her reward for being a good cocksucker for her mistress."

Daniel's grunts and groans filled the car as Rebecca sealed her lips around the head of his cock and welcomed his cum into her mouth. It seemed to be a lengthy orgasm, indicating that Rebecca had done a particularly good job of pleasuring him.

As she watched her new submissive do her duty, Elena came hard. Her fingers and toes tingled as her head swam with pleasure, all while her gaze remained fixed on the sight of Rebecca taking a load from a stranger's cock.

"Swallow," Elena instructed. Rebecca lifted her head, took a moment, and swallowed the cum in her mouth. Elena smiled as a sense of post-orgasmic bliss washed over her and said, "Good girl. Now go inside and kiss your husband. Tell him what you did. Then let him fuck you with that worthless little cock of his. When he cums inside you after just a few pumps, make him clean his mess while he tends to your needs."

"Yes, mistress," Rebecca said. She slid across the backseat, got out of the car, and headed for the door.

Elena watched and smiled as she saw Nick standing in the window. She wondered if he'd watched and how much he'd seen. She hoped he'd known it was his wife sucking cock in the backseat. She hoped Rebecca would walk in to an aroused, eager husband.

Nick met Rebecca at the front door. She didn't step inside, though. Instead, she pulled his lips to hers for a kiss right then and there. It was a long, lingering kiss. Long enough for Nick to share in the taste of another man's cock and cum. Long enough for him to understand what his wife had done, all of which put a smile on Elena's face.

"Let's go back to my place," she said to Daniel. "I could use a good fucking."

"It would be my pleasure," he replied. "Are you driving or am I?"

"You drive," she said. "I might have the urge to suck your cock and see if I'm as good as she was."

Daniel smiled and moved to the front seat. He put the car in reverse and looked at Elena. "She was good, but I've enjoyed your mouth, and you're better."

"Rebecca's just getting started," Elena replied. "I hope you're available for her to practice with. If I have my way, she's going to be cuckolding her husband quite often."

Daniel backed out of the driveway and his smile brightened. "You know I'm always available," he said.

Elena was counting on it, for she had big plans for the couple she now controlled.