A Domme in the Neighborhood - Part 9

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“What do you think of this sweater?” Monica asked as she held a soft-looking white cable knit sweater against her body.

"I do love a cable knit sweater," Adam replied. "It's casual, but in a way that feels really sexy."

Monica took a few steps towards him and laid the sweater over his arm, just as she'd done with the dozen items he was now carrying around the department store. "Casual but sexy is a good look," she said. "Everett likes that look, and to be honest, I like that look around the neighborhood. I'm not above admitting that I like inspiring just a little bit of jealousy amongst the other women."

"I'm sure that happens a lot," he noted. "The jealousy, I mean. Is there anyone you get jealous of?"

"Not really, no," Monica answered as she looked through a rack of colorful dresses that had clearly been put out because spring was on their doorstep. "Everett once worked with a remarkably beautiful woman who seemed interested in him, and I did experience a bit of jealousy with her. Nothing ever came of it - I can't imagine he'd cheat on me - but sometimes you can't help but feel just a touch of jealousy. How about you? When you were dating Erica, did you ever get jealous?"

"No," Adam replied.

Monica smiled. "And how about now? When you see pictures of her with another guy, do you get jealous? Do you think about him fucking her and wish it was you?"

"No," Adam said.

Monica pulled a dress from the rack and held it against her body. She didn't even ask his opinion before laying the dress over his arms, adding yet another item to his ever-growing pile. Monica remained close as she asked, "Do you wish Erica had dominated you? Do you wish she'd just taken control of your relationship and started fucking another man? Do you wish she'd let you watch? Do you wish she'd had that man cum in your mouth?"

Adam dropped his arms a little lower to cover the bulge in his pants as he felt his cock grow. "Then I wouldn't have gotten into serving you," he answered. "So, I guess not."

Monica smiled and leaned in to give him a kiss on the cheek. "That's a good answer," she said softly. "I do love to have you serve me, Adam." She gently took his earlobe between her lips and sucked on it, leading to a full-on erection between his legs. "In fact, why don't you get on your knees right now?"

Adam dropped to his knees and looked up at Monica in the middle of the department store. He didn't even bother thinking about the fact that someone might see. He didn't care. The allure of serving her was far more powerful than any worries he had about public embarrassment.

"Now kiss my toes, Adam," she instructed.

Adam fell forward, admired the freshly-applied coat of red polish on her toenails, and leaned forward to kiss them. He wasn't sure if she'd worn sandals specifically because she'd planned on having him worship from his knees, but he was delighted.

"I wouldn't mind sharing you, you know," Monica said as Adam worked his way through all ten of her toes, applying a gentle kiss to each. "I can't dominate you every minute of every day, after all. So if you found a woman that wanted to be with a man like you - a good submissive man - I would certainly be open to sharing you."

Adam looked up after he'd finished kissing each of her toes and said, "That's very kind of you, but I can't imagine I'll have any luck meeting another woman that wants to dominate a submissive man, particularly one that actually wants to have a relationship with him."

"Are you sure about that?" Monica asked.

"Do you know something I don't?" Adam replied.

Monica offered her hand and helped Adam to his feet. "Let's go to the fitting rooms."

Adam walked behind his beautiful domme with her clothes slung over his arms. They'd been in the store for nearly two hours already - Monica had texted him that morning saying that she wanted to buy new clothes for spring and that he was going to help - and Adam would have been happy to spend the rest of the day serving as her shopping assistant, for doing anything for Monica felt deeply pleasurable.

Monica led him into a fairly sizable fitting room, locked the door, and stripped immediately. Adam let his eyes wander over her body - she wore a particularly sexy-looking bra and panty set - and then she plucked the dress from the top of the pile slung over his arms and pulled it over her head.

"I had lunch with Erica," Monica said casually as she turned to look at herself in the mirror.

It took a few moments for it to register that it was his ex-girlfriend she'd had lunch with, and a few seconds more for Adam to fully process the notion. "You did?" he asked. "Wh...why?"

Monica turned to Adam and asked, "Do you like this dress on me?"

Adam stepped back to get a full view of her body and nodded. "You look stunning, Monica."

Monica approached him, took the clothes from his arms, and set them on one of the two small benches in the fitting room. She then placed a hand on the top of Adam's head and applied pressure until he sank to his knees and looked up at her. Monica slowly pulled up the front of her dress until her panties were exposed, smiled, and said, "Kiss my pussy."

Adam leaned forward, pressed his lips against her panties, and offered a handful of gentle kisses. Monica's fingers entwined in his hair and she took a tight grip, asserting her control over him in a manner that he found thrilling.

"Erica's a lovely woman, Adam," Monica said. "I thoroughly enjoyed spending time with her. And she enjoyed hearing about you."

Adam looked up at his domme and saw a delighted smile on her face. "What did you tell her?"

Monica reached down, caressed Adam's face, and then slipped a finger into his mouth. He wrapped his lips around it and sucked gently as she said, "I told her about our relationship, about how you're a wonderful, eager, kinky submissive. I told her of the fun we've had together, of your many acts of submission. I told her how eager you were to have Everett cum in your mouth. I told her everything, Adam."

Adam was stunned, and yet he was surprised to discover a sense of arousal at the idea of Erica learning about his kinky leanings.

"Would you like to know what she thought, Adam?" Monica asked before slipping a second finger into his mouth.

All he could do was nod.

Monica smiled, pushed her fingers deep enough to trigger his gag reflex, and bent over before saying, "She wants to see you."

Adam wasn't sure what to think or feel. He was a little embarrassed at the idea of Erica knowing he was a submissive, though he wasn't sure why, because he cherished being Monica's submissive. He was turned on, too, as he took Erica's interest in seeing him to mean that she was at least a little bit intrigued by the idea of her ex-boyfriend being a submissive.

Monica pulled her fingers from his mouth, rubbed them over Adam's face, and said, "What do you think about that, Adam? Would you like to see your ex again? Would you like me to invite Erica to my house for a lunch date?"

"I...I don't know," Adam replied as he looked up at his domme. "Why does she want to see me?"

"I think she got turned on, Adam," Monica explained. "When I told her of your submission, when I explained how eager you are to make me happy. I think she got excited. I think you ex might actually be a better match for you than you ever imagined."

"But...what about you?" Adam asked.

Monica lifted her dress once more and pulled aside her panties. She grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled him to her pussy. Adam put his tongue to work right away, eliciting a moan from his beautiful domme before she said, "I just told you I'd be willing to share you, Adam. I'm not going to give you up, but there's no reason you can't serve two women at once." She moaned quietly as Adam licked her clit and added, "But we're getting ahead of ourselves. She still needs to meet the submissive version of you, after all."

Adam felt an overwhelming sense of warmth and gratitude towards Monica. He couldn't be certain, but it seemed like she'd met with Erica with the intention of judging her eagerness to meet the submissive version of Adam. Monica had gone out of her way to offer an act of kindness, proving that she saw Adam as much more than a submissive toy to play with.

"Now make me cum," Monica said softly. "Then I can try on the rest of my clothes."

Adam happily did as his domme desired, gleefully licking her pussy from his knees and bringing her to a beautiful orgasm with his eager, talented tongue.

"Strip," Monica instructed.

Normally, Adam would have done so without thought, but the fact that Erica was on her way over made him hesitate.

"Do as you're told, Adam," Monica said sternly. "I know your ex-girlfriend is coming over and you probably want to make a good impression, but you're a submissive - you're my submissive - and you will do as you're told."

"I'm sorry," Adam replied as he quickly stripped, folding his clothes and tucking them out of the way.

Monica smiled and approached. She looked lovely in one of the spring dresses she'd bought on their shopping trip, and the day was absolutely perfect for it. The sun was out, it was as warm as it had been in six months, and the windows were open to allow the fresh air inside. "Adam, you've been obedient from the first time I dominated you, and I expect you to be obedient today. If you're not - if Erica's presence saps you of your will to submit - I will punish you and I will do so in front of her. Do you understand?"

"Yes, I do. I'll be obedient. I'll be a good submissive," he replied.

"Good. You can set the table on the back patio," she instructed. "We'll be enjoying our lunch outdoors. And you'll be serving us outdoors."

Adam was silently thankful that the backyard was relatively private. There was no chance a neighbor would just stumble upon him serving his domme and his ex-girlfriend while in the nude. He set the table as Monica instructed, and when he was finished he prepared the sangria they'd be enjoying and ensured that the food Monica had prepared was ready to be served.

"Wait on your knees by the front door," Monica instructed once Adam had finished his preparation duties.

He moved into position, fell to his knees, and clasped his hands behind his back. When Monica approached, Adam looked up at her and basked in her overwhelming beauty and the sense of control emanating from her. "Thank you for letting me serve you," he said.

"You're welcome," she replied. "Thank you for being such a good boy for me. Remember that you need to be a good boy when Erica gets here. Remember that you're demonstrating your submissive side. Remember that you might very well be auditioning to be her boyfriend once more."

Adam still had trouble believing that was possible - Erica had never struck him as a dominant woman when they were together - but he liked the idea of having a girlfriend again, especially one that he could serve while continuing to serve Monica.

"She's here," Monica said as a car pulled into the driveway. "Remember, be a good boy for me, Adam."

"I will," he replied.

Monica opened the door as Erica reached the front porch. Adam couldn't quite see out - he was aligned so that anyone walking by the house wouldn't see a naked, kneeling man inside - but he heard his ex-girlfriend and his domme share an embrace and a quick greeting before they stepped into the house.

"Oh, wow," Erica said as she saw Adam.

He looked up to see a bright, beautiful smile on her face. She wore a lovely, floral dress that seemed perfect for spring and Adam was surprised at the level of attraction he felt, given how much pain their breakup had caused him.

"It's a little different seeing him like that, isn't it?" Monica asked.

"It is," Erica replied.

"Is it troubling?" Monica asked.

Erica shook her head. "Not at all. Actually, there's something about it that feels...right. Maybe it's just because of everything you've told me, but he really does look so submissive, and so comfortable in that submission."

"Adam, why don't you crawl over here and kiss Erica's toes," Monica suggested.

Adam dutifully crawled on his hands and knees and lowered his head to Erica's toes, which were exposed in a pair of strappy heels. He placed a kiss on each of her big toes and she purred softly in response, leading Adam to carry on and place a kiss on each and every one of her toes.

"How delightful," Erica said. "And he didn't even hesitate. He just did what you told him to do."

"He's very good about that," Monica replied. "Even when he's told to do something he might not like. He doesn't hesitate. He doesn't complain. He just does as he's told. He understands his place. He understood it fairly well from the start, to be honest, though he's gotten better as we've spent more time together. I'm not sure he would have let my husband cum in his mouth during our first few sessions."

Adam sat back on his knees and looked up at his ex-girlfriend to see a look of arousal on her face. He wasn't sure what had inspired that arousal, but he was delighted to see it.

"I still can't believe he did that," Erica said.

"Did you do it, Adam?" Monica asked. "Did you let my husband cum in your mouth after watching him fuck me?"

"Yes, I did," Adam replied.

"And did you enjoy it?" Erica asked.

Adam turned his gaze to his ex, nodded, and said, "Yes, I did."

The arousal washed over Erica's face once more. There was no doubt in Adam's mind that she was turned on, and his willingness to completely submit to Monica and let Everett cum in his mouth seemed to be the reason.

"Let's go out back and talk more about it," Monica said. "Adam's set the table for us and he'll serve sangria, won't you?"

"I will," Adam replied.

Erica and Monica walked past him and Adam got to his feet and headed for the fridge. He pulled out the pitcher of sangria and followed them to the back patio. He filled their glasses with the sweet, boozy liquid and then returned inside to retrieve the appetizers Monica had prepared.

"So he watched you and your husband have sex?" Erica asked as Adam stepped onto the patio.

"He did," Monica replied. "He was on his knees on the floor. He was hard as a rock, too. He watched and I offered up dirty talk - humiliation, really - as Everett fucked me from behind."

"Humiliation?" Erica asked as Adam set the appetizers on the table.

Monica glanced at him and pointed to the ground. Adam fell to his knees without hesitation as she replied, "I told him he wasn't man enough to fuck me like Everett. I told him he'd never be man enough to fuck me like that. I told him he couldn't compete with my husband, with a real man. He loved it."

"Is that true?" Erica asked as she turned and looked down at Adam. "Did you love being humiliated as Monica and her husband had sex?"

"Yes, I did," Adam admitted.

Erica sipped her sangria, took a bite of the delicate appetizer, and smiled. "I feel like I've just met an entirely different version of the man I dated for so many months."

"And what do you think of this new version of Adam?" Monica asked.

Erica looked at him once more, let her eyes wander over his face and his naked body for a few seconds, and said, "I like him. The truth is, I always liked Adam. I was in love with him. He just wasn't..."

"Enough?" Monica replied. "Enough of a man, to be specific."

"Yes," Erica said as she held Adam's gaze. "You weren't enough of a man, Adam." Much to his embarrassment, Adam's cock began to grow. Erica's eyes moved between his legs and she smiled. "How delightful."

"Adam is a wonderful man, Erica, as I imagine you know," Monica said. "He's not a dominant man. He's not yet a particularly strong man, either - though he has been working out to build his muscles - but he is a wonderful man. And, he's a wonderful submissive. A true submissive, too. He finds his greatest pleasure in serving my needs, and I'm confident he'd find that same pleasure in serving yours."

"Is that right, Adam?" Erica asked. "Would you find pleasure in serving my needs?"

"Yes," Adam replied. "I would, Erica."

Erica turned back to Monica, smiled, and said, "Is it strange that I find it so appealing to hear him say that?"

"Not at all," Monica answered as she reached forward and took Erica's hand in hers. "I think it just means that you and I are a lot alike, as we both find it immensely appealing to think of Adam serving our needs." She paused for a moment before adding, "Now I apologize if this seems too forward, but I'd like to hear about the men you were with after Adam."

Adam felt his heart rate jump as he considered listening to his ex-girlfriend regale his domme with tales of the men she'd slept with since they broke up. His cock continued its journey to an erect state, too.

"I think your ex-boyfriend might also enjoy hearing about the men you've fucked since dumping him," Monica said.

Erica turned and looked down at Adam. "Is that right? Would that excite you, Adam? Would it turn you on to hear about that?"

"Yes, it would," he admitted.

A smile slowly broke across her face as she stared into his eyes. "You seem so different than when we were dating, Adam. Though I suppose this version of you was there all along, wasn't it? It was just waiting to come out, and Monica found a way to unleash it."

Adam nodded. "Yes, she did."

"I met a man just a few days after breaking up with you," Erica said. "I wasn't really thinking about it at the time, but looking back I can see that he was, in so many ways, the opposite of you."

"I can understand that," Monica interjected. "Everett is the opposite of Adam in so many ways, which is precisely why he fucks me so well and why Adam will never be allowed inside my pussy, despite his desire to fuck me."

"Is that right, Adam? Would you like to fuck Monica?" Erica asked.

Adam's cock was fully erect as he nodded. Of course he wanted to fuck Monica. She was exceedingly beautiful, fit, confident, and dominant. He knew he wouldn't be permitted to fuck her, but that knowledge failed to extinguish his desire.

"How long did it take for this new man to fuck you, Erica?" Monica asked.

Erica smiled. "We fucked that first day, actually. He took me out for a drink. He charmed me. He kissed me like I hadn't been kissed in, well, for the entirety of my relationship with Adam, and I went home with him. I don't usually fuck on the first date, but in this case, it was well worth it. He fucked me exceptionally well. I came exceptionally hard."

"Did he make you cum harder than Adam ever had?" Monica asked.

Erica turned towards her ex-boyfriend, smiled, and said, "He certainly did. I remember feeling a little frustrated with you, Adam, as I drove home the next morning. I held it against you that you were incapable of satisfying me like that. Now, though, I understand that you're just not capable of it. I wanted you to be something you can't be. Now I see that Monica has the right idea, that she only wants you to be exactly what you are."

"Would you like Adam to worship your pussy, Erica?" Monica asked. "As I'm sure you remember, he's quite good with his tongue."

"Yes, he is," Erica replied. "And I can't believe I'm saying this, but I would like him to worship my pussy."

Monica looked down at Adam, smiled, and said, "You heard her. Crawl between her legs. Worship her pussy. Make her cum while she tells me of the fun she's had with other men since she dumped you."

Adam crawled across the wooden patio, moved between Erica's legs, and lifted her dress. She looked down at him with a smile on her face and when he leaned forward, she reached out and ran her fingers through his hair in the same kind of confident, controlling manner that Monica sometimes did.

"He fucked me twice that first night," Erica continued as Adam's tongue began to massage her clit. "And again the next morning. He was incredible, honestly. His body was particularly mouth watering. He was hard and muscular all over."

"What about his cock?" Monica asked. "Size matters, after all."

"It certainly does," Erica replied. "And he was quite large. I spent about a month enjoying his cock as often as I could. We fucked at his place, at mine, in a restaurant bathroom, in his car - twice in fact - and a host of other places. We went for a run together and fucked behind a boulder right off the trail once. It was like I was so pent up after being with Adam that I entered a slutty phase and just had to get as much big dick inside me as possible."

Erica's fingers entwined in Adam's hair and she pulled tight before unleashing a beautiful moan that signaled she was getting closer to her orgasm.

"And what if you had a loyal, submissive boyfriend waiting for you at home after all those encounters with a superior man?" Monica asked. "Wouldn't that have been delightful, Erica? Wouldn't you have loved feeling Adam's tongue tending to your sore pussy after getting fucked by a muscular man? Wouldn't you have loved to see him on his knees asking how he could serve you? Wouldn't you have loved having a submissive, eager plaything for a boyfriend?"

Erica moaned and Adam looked up to see her gazing at him with a smile on her face. "Yes, I think I would have enjoyed that." Then she closed her eyes, moaned once more, and had an orgasm. "Oh, fuck," she said in a quivering voice.

Adam pushed his tongue inside his ex-girlfriend to taste her pussy juices and reveled in the joy of having been responsible for her orgasm. When she was finished cumming, Erica released her grip on his hair and gently caressed his face before Adam pulled her panties back over her pussy, pulled her dress down over her thighs, and sat back on his knees.

"Do you let him cum?" Erica asked.

"Sometimes," Monica replied. "Why? Do you think he deserves to cum?"

"He serviced me quite well," she said.

Monica looked at Adam and smiled. "He did, but I think we should wait until his service is finished. Then you can make him cum if you'd like, or you can get a bit imaginative."

Erica looked intrigued. "Imaginative?"

"Well, for instance, I think I'd have him cum in a glass of sangria and drink it," Monica said. "Or you could offer him an incredible reward and let him cum on your feet before he cleans them off. I think it's great fun to get creative with it."

"That does sound like fun," Erica replied.

"Adam, please bring out the rest of lunch, and I think we could both use a refill on our sangria," Monica instructed.

"Of course," Adam said as he rose to his feet.

As he walked by, Erica gave his ass a hard slap and laughed gleefully. Adam walked into the house as his domme and his ex-girlfriend began to chat once more and he felt a warm, joyful feeling come over him. He wasn't sure if he was going to enter into an entirely different kind of relationship with Erica, but it seemed that Monica was trying to make that happen, and he marveled at her generosity and hoped that she'd succeed, for having a girlfriend to serve felt as though it would offer an even deeper sense of satisfaction, and Adam craved that.