A Dominatrix Always Gets What She Wants - Part 7

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Nick stopped in the doorway to Mistress Elena’s room at the Mansion and stared at the nearly naked, tall, muscular man wearing a lycra hood – likely to hide his identity – standing at her side.

“Don’t be scared,” Mistress Elena said. “I promise, he won’t bite.”

Nick took a tentative step into the room and closed the door behind him as Mistress Elena reached up and ran her fingers over the muscular chest of the man standing next to her. Those fingers then danced their way over his abs and between his legs, where she grasped what appeared to be a rather large flaccid cock through his briefs and stroked him slowly.

“You should be jealous, though,” Mistress Elena said with a smile. “He’s a real man, after all. He’s not a pathetic little bitch like you. He’s not a minute man that cums in a woman before she’s had a chance to get turned on. He can fuck for as long as his woman needs and he always makes sure she’s had a satisfying orgasm before he claims his pleasure.”

Nick felt the jealousy. It was almost impossible not to. He was looking at a near-perfect example of a man, and Nick was a far cry from near-perfect.

“Strip for me,” Mistress Elena instructed.

Though he felt a little uncomfortable doing so with another man in the room, Nick stripped for his mistress, in large part because he knew their session would be over before it started if he refused to do as she instructed.

“Look at that pathetic little cock,” she said to the man standing next to her. “You can see why he can’t satisfy his wife, can’t you?”

“I can,” the hooded man replied. “Especially if he cums quickly.”

“You do cum too quickly, don’t you Nick?” she asked.

“Yes, mistress, I do,” he answered.

Mistress Elena stepped away from the muscular man at her side and approached Nick. He couldn’t help but stare at her body – she was dressed in only a black lace bodysuit and a pair of high heels – and he felt his cock come to life as she neared him.

“Tell me, Nick, did you fuck your wife as I instructed? Did you buy her a nice big toy and fuck her tight little cunt with it?” Mistress Elena asked as she reached out and gently caressed Nick’s half hard cock.

“I did, mistress,” he answered.

Mistress Elena smiled. “And did you make her cum on that cock? Did you give your wife the kind of orgasm she deserves?”

Nick thought of how hard Rebecca had cum on the toy and smiled. “I did, mistress. She seemed to enjoy it quite a lot, in fact.”

“How many times have you used it on her so far?” she asked.

“Twice, mistress,” Nick answered as his cock reached a fully erect state while her fingers gently rubbed the underside of its head.

“And did your beautiful wife welcome your worthless cock into her pussy after either instance with the toy?” Mistress Elena asked.

“Yes, mistress, she did,” Nick said.

Mistress Elena stepped behind Nick and rubbed his bare ass with the palm of her hand. Her touch was soft and soothing, but he suspected she had no intention of being gentle with him. “And did you disappoint her, Nick? Did you cum too quickly when your beautiful, generous wife allowed you to fuck her perfect cunt?”

“Yes, mistress, I did,” he answered.

Mistress Elena delivered a harsh blow to his ass and Nick cried out in pain. Her hand returned to his skin and she rubbed it softly for a few moments before spanking him once more. The pain was considerable – and so was the humiliation of being spanked in front of another man – but Nick’s cock continued to throb.

“Daniel, remove your underwear,” Mistress Elena instructed.

The hooded man – whose name was Daniel, apparently – lowered his underwear and freed a semi-hard cock that was considerably larger than the one between Nick’s legs, and he wasn’t even fully erect.

“Tell me, Nick, did the dildo you fucked your wife with look anything like Daniel’s cock?” Mistress Elena asked.

“I…I think so, mistress,” Nick replied.

“Perhaps we should get a closer look,” she said.

Nick’s feet remained in place as he felt a considerable sense of resistance crop up at the idea of getting any closer to the man in the middle of the room.

“That wasn’t a suggestion,” Mistress Elena said as she stepped in front of Nick and grabbed his cock with such force that he couldn’t help but surrender to her guidance and approach Daniel. “On your knees, Nick,” she instructed.

Nick hesitated and she squeezed his cock hard enough that he worried she might break it. He fell to his knees the moment she released his shaft. Daniel’s cock was less than a foot from his face and Nick’s heart pounded as he grappled with the desire to turn and leave the room for fear of what Mistress Elena had planned for him.

She moved next to the muscular, hooded man, wrapped her fingers around his cock, and kissed him. Nick watched their mouths open and their tongues dance and a deep sense of jealousy filled him. He’d never seen Mistress Elena with another man and witnessing her engage in such an intimate act with Daniel helped Nick realize just how badly he wished she’d offer him a passionate kiss like that.

“Tell me, Nick, does Daniel’s cock look like the toy that you fucked your beautiful wife with?” she asked.

Nick studied the cock in front of him for a few moments and then looked up at Mistress Elena and said, “Yes, it does. He’s a little bigger, I think, but it’s pretty much the same as the toy I fucked Rebecca with.”

Mistress Elena’s hand slowly moved up and down Daniel’s shaft and he moaned a few times as she offered pleasure that Nick wished he was on the receiving end of. “Do you think your wife would prefer Daniel’s cock instead of a toy?”

Nick’s pulse raced as he pictured Daniel fucking Rebecca. He was stunned at how arousing he found the idea and how hard his cock throbbed as he imagined it. In his mind, Rebecca thoroughly enjoyed getting fucked by someone else. Her face was alive with pleasure. Her legs were wrapped around Daniel. Her pussy was soaked with desire for him.

“Yes, I think she’d prefer Daniel’s cock, mistress,” Nick answered.

Mistress Elena smiled, released Daniel’s cock, and ran her fingers through Nick’s hair. “I appreciate your honesty. It makes me a very happy domme when my submissives are willing to be open and honest like you just were. I have another question for you, though. Would you prefer it if your wife took Daniel’s cock instead of that toy? Would you prefer to watch her fuck a real man while you waited on your knees and stroked your useless little dick?”

Nick’s hand moved between his legs and he very nearly wrapped his fingers around his cock to masturbate before remembering that Mistress Elena would punish him. The lust coursing through him made the answer obvious. “Yes, mistress, I would prefer that. I would love to watch Rebecca fuck another man. I would.”

“That’s because you’re a cuckold, Nick,” she said. “You’re a small-dicked, submissive cuckold, and on top of that you can’t help but cum far before your wife has a chance to even approach an orgasm with your sad little dick buried inside her. You get so excited that you spill your load in her perfect, warm, wet little cunt. At least you’ve learned to clean her out and make her cum with your tongue, which is also something a cuckold eagerly does.”

Nick couldn’t remember the last time he’d felt so turned on. He desperately wanted to masturbate to release the flood of lust roiling in his loins.

“Would you like me to cuckold you, Nick?” Mistress Elena asked.

He looked up at her with genuine surprise in his eyes. “Really?” he replied. “Oh, I mean, yes, mistress, I’d love it if you cuckolded me.”

She took Daniel’s cock in her hand and stroked him slowly. A large, clear drop of precum appeared at the tip and Mistress Elena gathered it with her finger and said, “Open your mouth.”

Nick parted his lips without thinking and Mistress Elena pushed her finger onto his tongue, bathing it in the sweet taste of Daniel’s precum.

“Suck,” she instructed.

Nick closed his lips around her delicate finger and sucked it clean. He instinctively moved his head back and forth, taking every inch of her finger over and over while his tongue swirled around it.

“I like your initiative,” Mistress Elena said with a smile. “It’s like you’re eager to prove that you’re worthy of watching me cuckold you with Daniel. Do you feel like you’re worthy of that, Nick?”

“No, mistress,” he said as she pulled her finger from his mouth. “I’m not sure I could ever be worthy of such a gift from you, but I want to be. I do. I want to be worthy of being cuckolded today.”

She wrapped her fingers around the base of Daniel’s dick and said, “All you have to do is suck his cock. Then I’ll cuckold you. I’ll let you watch him fuck me. I’ll degrade you like the worthless little cuck that you are while he pounds my pussy and makes me cum. I’ll give you everything you want.”

Revulsion was Nick’s first instinct at the suggestion that he suck cock. Then he thought of the strapon blowjobs he’d given at Mistress Elena’s behest. He thought of how many times he’d sucked on her fingers. He wondered if it would really be that much worse to suck a real cock.

“This is the kind of man you are, Nick,” Mistress Elena said. “This is what you’ve always been destined to be. Now you’re simply accepting it. Now you eat your cum out of your wife’s pussy after you disappoint her during sex. You fuck her with a nice big toy to make her feel good because your dick is so fucking worthless. Sucking cock for me is just another small step in that direction, because I think we both know that eventually Rebecca’s going to cuckold you. She’s going to bring another man into your sex life, and there’s a very good chance you’ll end up on your knees for that man because that’s where every cuckold ends up when his wife finally replaces him with someone that can actually satisfy her.”

Nick thought of Daniel fucking Rebecca again. He pictured his wife on her back in their bed with Daniel on top of her. He pictured Daniel pounding Rebecca’s pussy and making her scream in ways she’d never screamed before. He pictured Daniel pulling out and Rebecca ordering Nick to suck her lover’s cock clean. It was an intensely, overwhelmingly arousing thought and he opened his mouth, leaned forward, and took Daniel’s cock between his lips in response to that desire.

“That’s a good boy,” Mistress Elena said as she released Daniel’s cock and put a hand on the back of Nick’s head. “Suck cock for me. Show me what a depraved little cuckold bitch you really are. Show me that you know your place, that you understand that I’ve shown you the man that you really are, Nick.”

Nick closed his eyes and sucked cock with as much vigor as he could manage. It was difficult – Daniel was quite thick – but he didn’t stop. He sucked right through the discomfort. He sucked because that’s what Mistress Elena wanted. He sucked because it felt like the right thing to do, like she was correct in telling him that he was just a lowly cuckold bitch that deserved to be on his knees with another man’s dick in his mouth.

“That’s enough,” Mistress Elena said.

Nick pulled back and the cock fell from between his lips. He opened his eyes and saw his mistress smiling brightly. She leaned down and her lips found his. Her tongue invaded his mouth and Nick felt a surge between his legs as his cock throbbed from the surprise and pleasure of being kissed with such vigor.

“Get on your back in the bed,” she demanded. “With your head at the foot.”

Nick stood and walked towards the bed that he’d never been invited to occupy. He’d always wondered why it was in the room if it never got used, but it turned out that he simply hadn’t proven worthy of being welcomed to the bed. Nick crawled onto the soft white sheets and rolled onto his back.

Mistress Elena approached and stopped at the foot of the bed. She looked down at Nick and ran her fingers over his still-wet lips. He opened his mouth and she slowly penetrated him with three fingers, pushing all the way until she hit the back of his throat. He gagged and spit up a little, but her fingers persisted. Mistress Elena smiled and fucked his face for a solid minute, generating a wealth of spit and saliva that she then rubbed all over Nick’s face.

“You look better that way,” she said before unsnapping her bodysuit to free her pussy and crawling into the bed until she was on her hands and knees on top of him. Her pussy hovered just over his face and he felt her breath on his thighs. “Feed him,” she instructed.

Mistress Elena leaned forward as Daniel approached the bed, rubbed his dick over Nick’s lips, and then pushed into his mouth. Nick panicked a little as the cock hit the back of his throat – he felt far more vulnerable on his back with Mistress Elena on top of him – but Daniel quickly pulled out before repeating the process over and over. Nick gagged and spit up even more, but that only seemed to delight his mistress.

“This is what you were always meant to be, Nick,” she said as her fingers encircled his balls and grasped them tightly. “From your very first session I knew you were destined to be a cuckold. I knew you’d end up with a superior man’s cock down your throat. I knew you’d end up watching like a good little bitch as someone with a bigger, better cock fucked me.”

Daniel buried his dick in Nick’s throat and held it there for a few seconds before pulling out and rubbing the slippery tip over his face.

“Fuck me,” Mistress Elena instructed. “Fuck me while the cuckold watches.”

She lowered her hips until her pussy was just a few inches above Nick’s face and Daniel slid his cock into her with one long, slow thrust. His balls rested against Nick’s forehead as he bottomed out inside her and remained there for longer than he needed to.

Then Daniel delivered a hard, fast pounding. He fucked Mistress Elena like she’d talked about enjoying. He was aggressive. His cock moved deep into her pussy before pulling out, reaching places that a cock the size of Nick’s could never go. The way she moaned made it sound like she found it immensely pleasurable, too, which made perfect sense. Daniel was tall, muscular, and blessed with a big cock, so of course he fucked her like she desired.

“Slap his face with your dick,” Mistress Elena instructed.

Daniel pulled out, she lifted her hips, and he slapped Nick around with his cock. Over and over he hit him, covering him in her slippery juices and offering a healthy dose of humiliation in the process.

Mistress Elena laughed and took his balls in her hand once more, squeezing them hard enough to make it hurt a little, though Nick couldn’t help but find the attention a little bit arousing. “He’s going to cum inside me,” she said. “And then I’m going to feed you his load.”

“What?” Nick asked. “No…I can’t…”

She squeezed his balls hard enough that pain surged through his pelvis. Daniel’s cock slid inside her once more and Mistress Elena lowered her hips until her pussy was basically resting against his face. Nick felt like little more than furniture as they fucked on top of him. The sounds of sex were loud and wet in his ears and the juices dripping onto his face were considerable, leaving him coated in a thin layer of slipperiness.

“Cum inside me,” Mistress Elena said. “Cum inside me so I can feed this little bitch your load.”

Daniel fucked her with a power and speed that Nick had certainly never produced. It was stunning to witness from so close and he felt like a little less of a man knowing that he could literally never fuck his wife that way, even if he wanted to.

It wasn’t long before Daniel buried his cock inside her and emptied his balls. His groans of pleasure filled the room as Nick realized that he was close to having to swallow someone else’s cum, an idea that he hated.

Daniel pulled out and Mistress Elena dropped her pussy onto Nick’s mouth and sat up. He kept his lips shut tightly, though. He wasn’t going to eat another man’s cum. He simply wasn’t going to do it.

Mistress Elena lowered more of her weight onto his face, covering Nick’s nose and mouth with her pussy and ass. “You have to breathe at some point, Nick. You’ll have to open your mouth. I’m not getting off your face until you open up and eat his fucking load like a good cuckold. If you don’t, I won’t let you fuck your wife this week. You’ll be pussy free. You’ll be relegated to eating her out and fucking her with that toy while you worthless little dick throbs with desperate, unrealized desire. Is that what you want, Nick? Do you want to be pussy free? Or do you want to embrace being a good cuckold?”

Nick panicked as he struggled for air. He didn’t want to eat another man’s cum, but Mistress Elena wasn’t giving him a choice. She was taking control in a way she never had.

He opened his mouth and pushed his tongue inside her. Daniel’s cum flowed onto his tongue. It tasted similar to his so Nick could handle it, but the idea of eating someone else’s cum was so humiliating that he wished the bed would swallow him whole.

“That’s it, cuckold,” Mistress Elena said as she lifted her ass from his nose and let him breathe. “Eat his load. Eat it out of my pussy. Eat it out of the pussy that you will never, ever be worthy of fucking. Consider this practice for the future of your marriage, for I’m certain it won’t be long before your beautiful wife is feeding you the cum of other men, you nasty little bitch.”

Nick couldn’t believe that Rebecca would ever make him eat someone else’s cum out of her pussy, and yet the notion unlocked just a little bit of lust in his loins and cut through some of the overwhelming humiliation he felt.

When he was finished, Mistress Elena climbed off of Nick’s face and looked down at him from her place at the foot of the bed. She laughed and pushed her fingers into his mouth once more before leaning over and saying, “You can fuck your wife this week, but not until you get her to admit that she prefers the toy over your pathetic little cock. Do you understand?”

Nick nodded and Mistress Rebecca pulled her fingers from his mouth and rubbed them over his face.

“She will cuckold you, Nick. Now that she knows what kind of man you are, it’s inevitable. Prepare for that. Embrace that when it happens. Show her that her happiness is all you care about. Be a good cuckold,” Mistress Elena said.

“I will, mistress,” Nick replied.

“Good. Now get up and head to the cross. I want to flog you a little before I sit on your face again. I’m in the mood to be worshiped,” she instructed.

“Yes, mistress,” Nick said as she rolled out of the bed and headed towards the St. Andrew’s Cross. He knew the punishment would be painful, and yet he longed for it. He wanted to make her happy, and he absolutely wanted to worship her pussy afterwards. He was a good submissive, after all.