A Dominatrix Always Gets What She Wants – Part 5

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Mistress Elena sat upon her queening chair when Nick stepped into her room at the Mansion. She wore an exquisite pair of thigh high leather boots, a delicately designed black corset that made her breasts look spectacular, a pair of fishnet pantyhose, and black leather shorts that fit like a second skin.

“Welcome,” she said with a smile on her face.

Nick approached the center of the room and clasped his hands behind him as Mistress Elena uncrossed her legs and offered a view of her fishnet-clad thighs. “Thank you for allowing me to serve you, mistress,” he said.

“You’re welcome, Nick,” Mistress Elena replied as she stood and approached him.

Nick’s heart beat a little harder with each step she took and when she reached up to caress his face he closed his eyes and leaned into her gentle touch. Her thumb brushed against his lower lip and he opened his mouth without thinking, but she didn’t offer her finger as he expected.

“You open your mouth with such ease,” she said.

“Yes, mistress,” Nick replied.

“Does it turn you on to suck on my fingers, Nick? Does it turn you on when I penetrate your mouth and make you suck them like you’re sucking cock for me?” she asked.

Nick nodded as a shudder of pleasure rushed down his spine. He wouldn’t have admitted that particular arousal to anyone else in the world, but he felt safe inside Mistress Elena’s room at the Mansion.

“Have you ever thought about sucking cock, Nick?” she asked.

“No, mistress,” he said.

Mistress Elena smiled and ran her index finger over his lips as she leaned a little closer. Nick felt her breath on his skin and he couldn’t help but entertain the idea that she was going to kiss him.

“Do you find the idea of sucking cock repulsive?” Mistress Elena asked.

“Well, I…” Nick said before taking a moment to think about it. “I guess not, actually. I don’t want to – I’m not attracted to men – but I don’t feel some deep-seated repulsion at the idea of doing it. Is that weird?”

Mistress Elena smiled, but she said nothing. Instead, she freed Nick from his pants and pulled down his underwear, exposing his half hard cock and his balls to the warm air of her room. She unbuttoned his shirt and gently removed it before tossing it aside. His undershirt came off next and a moment later Mistress Elena took both of Nick’s nipples in her fingers and twisted slowly and gently until he felt a rush of pain emanating from his chest.

“I think, Nick, that when you step into my room you enter a submissive state,” Mistress Elena said as she pulled on his nipples, making Nick wince. “I think that when you’re in that submissive state you’re open to a whole world of possibility. I think that some part of you knows that you’d be willing to suck cock for me if it’s what I wanted. Am I right, Nick? If I wanted you to suck cock for me, would you do it? Would you be a dirty little cocksucker for your mistress?”

She pulled hard on his nipples and released them. A moment later her fingers were wrapped around his cock, which had reached an erect state.

“I…I don’t know,” Nick said. “I don’t know if I could do that, mistress. I don’t know if I could suck cock for you. It just…it just seems like too much.”

Mistress Elena leaned closer and Nick felt her breath on his neck as she whispered, “And yet your pathetic little cock was hard before I wrapped my fingers around it. Why is that, Nick? Why was your sad little cock hard before I even touched it? Wasn’t it because you were thinking of getting on your knees and being a cocksucker for your mistress?”

Nick couldn’t think straight. His arousal had confused him and he wasn’t sure how to respond to her questions. He was hard before she touched him, but was that because of the talk of him being a cocksucker, or was it because Mistress Elena was a beautiful goddess standing so close to him.

“Get on your knees,” she ordered.

Nick fell to his knees and looked up at Mistress Elena.

“You wouldn’t be the first man I’ve turned into a cocksucker,” she said. “Many have come before you, Nick. I’m working with a few right now, in fact. I can’t help myself, I guess. I get off on turning a straight man into a cocksucker for me. I get off on watching him wrap his pretty little lips around a big dick because it’s what I want. I get off on someone being so eager to please me that he’s willing to go against everything his body and his brain desire. Don’t you want to make your mistress feel good, Nick? Don’t you want to help me get off?”

“Yes, mistress,” Nick answered as his heart pounded. He wasn’t sure what she really wanted or if she’d really make him suck cock, but he couldn’t help but give her what she wanted.

“I’m not unkind, Nick,” Mistress Elena said as she ran her fingers through his hair before grabbing a handful and pulling back hard. “I offer you rewards when you’re good for me, don’t I?”

“Yes, mistress,” he agreed.

“Open your mouth,” she demanded.

Nick opened up and Mistress Elena leaned over, pursed her lips, and let a long string of saliva fall from her mouth. Gravity slowly guided it towards him and soon enough Nick had a mouthful of someone else’s spit. Two of Mistress Elena’s fingers followed her spit and he closed his lips around them.

“Suck like a good boy,” she instructed.

Nick sucked as she desired. He sucked and moved his mouth back and forth on her fingers. He sucked very much like he had a cock in his mouth. It was equal parts humiliating and thrilling and he could feel his cock throbbing as he offered his submission.

“I have another client just like you,” Mistress Elena said as she began to fuck Nick’s mouth with her fingers. “He can’t please his wife the way she deserves. His cock is inadequate. Sometimes he fights against his submissive nature, but just like you he gave in. Just like you he couldn’t deny his desire to serve me, to make me happy. He sucked cock for me. He gave a blowjob to a far superior man. He embraced the humiliation of being a cocksucker, and I rewarded him. Would you like to know how, Nick?”

Nick nodded as her fingers continued to pump in and out of his mouth.

“I let him watch as someone else fucked me,” Mistress Elena explained. “I let him watch as the cock he’d sucked slid into my pussy. I let the disgusting little cocksucker watch as a real man fucked my tight cunt. I let him watch someone else make me cum while he stayed on his knees with his pathetic little dick throbbing between his legs. After I’d cum, I rewarded my filthy little submissive by letting him suck my pussy juices off the big dick that had just fucked me. Wasn’t that kind of me, Nick? Wasn’t I a generous mistress?”

She pulled her fingers from his mouth and Nick said, “Yes, mistress. You were very generous.”

“Does that mean you’d enjoy that same pleasure, Nick?” she asked. “Would you enjoy watching another man fuck your mistress?”

“Yes, mistress,” Nick replied. “I’d love that. Is that…is that even possible? Is that something you do?”

Mistress Elena rubbed the tip of her boot over Nick’s stiff dick and smiled. “I reward my best subs with untold pleasures, Nick. So far, you’ve proven to be an excellent submissive and if you continue to do as I desire I might see fit to reward you in ways you never imagined possible.”

“Thank you, mistress. I’ll continue to be good for you, I will. I’ll always be good for you,” Nick said.

“Lick your precum off my boot,” she demanded.

Nick bent over and happily licked his slippery, sweet precum from her boot, ensuring it was clean of his fluid before placing a few kisses on the soft leather and sitting back on his knees once more.

“Very good,” Mistress Elena said as she admired her boot. She turned and walked towards a large cabinet that stored all manner of pleasures. Mistress Elena removed a harness and an average-sized dildo. She stepped into the harness, pulled it over her boots, up her legs, and affixed it to her pelvis before slipping the dildo into it.

“What do you think of my cock?” she asked.

“It’s very nice, mistress,” Nick replied.

“It’s small,” she said with a smile. “It’s a lot like your cock. Thoroughly average, I suppose. It’s certainly not the kind of cock that inspires desire in a woman. But you’re familiar with that, aren’t you? You know what it’s like to unsheathe that disappointing cock of yours and underwhelm a woman, don’t you?”

“Yes, mistress,” Nick said as he thought of the many times sex with Rebecca had ended without an orgasm for her.

“A cock like yours is good for one thing, though, as it’s small enough to make giving a blowjob a pleasant and simple affair,” Mistress Elena said. “You don’t want to start with something too big – like the real cock you’ll be sucking for me some day – or you’ll find it too frustrating and unpleasant. Instead, it’s best to start with something small and unintimidating.”

Nick looked at the cock protruding from her pelvis and thought of wrapping his lips around it. He thought of giving a blowjob – even to a fake cock – and it filled him with an unexpected sense of desire. He wanted to submit, to give Mistress Elena what she craved. “Please, mistress, let me suck your cock,” he said.

Mistress Elena smiled and turned. She walked to her queening chair and sat down. “Crawl to me,” she said.

Nick crawled towards his mistress. He stared at the cock between her legs as he approached and when Mistress Elena wrapped her fingers around it and stroked Nick’s heart beat a little harder and his cock throbbed wonderfully.

“Beg for it,” she said. “Beg for the pleasure of sucking my cock. Beg to sink deeper into your submission to me. Beg to make me happy by showing me what an eager little cocksucker you are.”

“Please, mistress, let me suck your cock,” Nick said before bending over and kissing her boots. “Please, let me show you that I want to be a good cocksucker for you. Please, let me show my submission by sucking your cock.”

Mistress Elena smiled and said, “You may suck my cock.”

Nick crawled a little closer, leaned forward, and took the head of the average-sized rubber cock in his mouth. He ran his tongue over the head, emulating the pleasures he experienced when Rebecca went down on him.

“A good cocksucker understands that giving head isn’t about his pleasure,” Mistress Elena instructed. “He understands that it’s about the pleasure of the superior man he’s blowing and his mistress. He understands that his needs and the needs of his ego must not be allowed to overwhelm his mission.”

She put a hand on the back of Nick’s head and applied a little pressure, pushing more of her cock into his mouth and triggering his gag reflex for the first time.

“Sometimes, sucking cock can be unpleasant,” she continued. “You might gag. You might spit up. You might drool. Your jaw will get sore. Your throat might even get sore. None of that matters. Not even a little. All that matters is that you embrace your place as a cocksucker, which is really just embracing your place as a vehicle for the pleasure of others.”

Nick nearly reached down to stroke his cock before catching himself and pulling back. He knew he’d be punished – and harshly – if he made the mistake of taking his pleasure into his own hands in front of Mistress Elena. Instead of masturbating, he refocused his efforts on the cock in his mouth.

“Look up at me,” Mistress Elena instructed.

Nick looked up and saw a smile on the face of the goddess he was blowing.

“Eye contact is important,” she said. “It shows the person you’re sucking that you understand your place. It shows that you’ve embraced that you’re a vehicle for their pleasure. When I put you on your knees in front of a real man you’ll look up at him with his cock in your mouth. You’ll run your tongue over the plump head and you’ll make eye contact with him. You’ll feel a deep sense of humiliation as you act like a pathetic cocksucking faggot for the pleasure of your mistress. You’ll do it all because it’s what I want and because it’s how a cocksucker like you should behave.”

Nick suddenly felt desperate to masturbate. It was as if Mistress Elena was working some sort of magic with her well-delivered dirty talk, for he couldn’t help but want to take hold of his cock and stroke himself to a thoroughly pleasurable orgasm.

“You want me to transform you into a good little submissive, don’t you Nick?” she asked. “You want me to shape you into a perfect little submissive toy, don’t you?”

“Yes,” he admitted as her cock slipped from between his lips. “I do. I just want to be a good submissive for you.”

“Tell me you want to be a cocksucking faggot for me,” she demanded.

“I want to be a cocksucking faggot for you,” Nick said a moment before an unexpected moan of pleasure escaped his lips. It seemed that simply uttering those words had brought about a wave of pleasure.

“Take me in your throat,” Mistress Elena said. “Gag on my cock.”

Nick swallowed as much of her cock as he could – it wasn’t more than half – before gagging hard. He spit up and then tried again. He gagged once more. His throat ached. His eyes watered. Somehow, though, all of it felt oddly pleasurable.

“That’s enough,” she said.

Nick pulled off her cock and sat back on his knees. Mistress Elena offered a seductive smile and stood to step past him and remove her harness. Her leather shorts followed and Nick was greeted with a breathtaking view of her pussy, which looked wet with desire.

“You won’t be tasting my cunt,” she said. “I will permit you to worship my asshole, though. That’s all that a cocksucker like you deserves.”

Mistress Elena reached back, tore open her fishnets to expose her ass, and walked back towards her queening chair. She stepped in front of Nick, bent over, grasped the arms of the chair, and looked back at him.

“Eat my ass,” she demanded.

Nick crawled forward, spread her perfect ass cheeks, and pressed his face between them. He rimmed his mistress eagerly, flicking his tongue back and forth over her tightly puckered asshole while she moaned.

“I want you to cum in your wife tonight,” Mistress Elena instructed. “Before you clean her, I want you to ask permission. It’s a small thing, but I want you to guide her towards feeling as though she has control over you. When she gives you permission – as I’m confident she will – I want you to thank her before you dive into her pussy to clean your disgusting cum out of her. Do you understand?”

“Yes, mistress,” Nick said before diving between her ass cheeks once more.

“Good, now put your tongue in my asshole like the disgusting little pig that you are,” she said.

Nick stiffened his tongue, penetrated her ass, and reveled in the filthiness of it as his cock continued to throb with submissive delight.

“You’re feeling quite amorous tonight, aren’t you?” Rebecca asked as Nick kissed her neck from behind while she made a cup of tea.

His hands found her waist and he moved them over her stomach as he answered, “I am. You’re so beautiful, Rebecca. This top you’re wearing looks so good on you. I feel like I haven’t seen you in something like this in a long time.”

Rebecca spun around in his grasp and Nick enjoyed the sight of his wife’s cleavage in the tight, low cut sweater he was certain he’d never seen before.

“Do you really like it?” she asked.

“I love it,” Nick replied. “Rebecca, you look great. You really do.”

Rebecca reached out and rubbed the bulge that had formed in Nick’s pants after just a little bit of kissing and touching. “Does this mean you want me?” she asked.

Nick smiled and nodded as he admired what felt like a newfound confidence on his wife’s part, and in more than just her fashion choice.

“Well, as it turns out, I think I’d like it if you had me,” she said.

Nick expected that they’d go to the bedroom, but instead Rebecca pulled him close for a kiss imbued with surprising passion. Her tongue was far more active than usual and when he slipped a hand into her low cut top she moaned into his mouth as he played with her breasts.

Rebecca took her pants off as they kissed and her panties soon followed. She hopped up on the kitchen counter and said, “Fuck me, Nick.”

He stripped so quickly he nearly toppled over, but after recovering Nick approached his wife with his cock throbbing eagerly. He slipped inside her and she took off her top and bra. He took her breasts in his hands and fucked her slowly in the hope that he could actually make her cum before he spilled his seed inside her.

“Oh...baby, that feels so good,” Rebecca said. “I want it harder.”

Rebecca rarely said much of anything when they had sex and Nick couldn’t help but do as she desired, if for no other reason than to encourage more dirty talk.

“That’s it,” she said. “Fuck me harder.”

Nick gave her what she wanted while a part of his brain wondered what had gotten into his wife. They hadn’t fucked in the kitchen in years and suddenly she was brimming with passion and offering up a little bit of dirty talk. He didn’t give it much thought, for it wasn’t a bad thing. Nick liked whatever changes had taken place in his wife.

“Oh, fuck,” he said as his orgasm quickly approached. “Rebecca, fuck, you’re so hot. I can’t…oh, I’m cumming!”

Rebecca pulled Nick close and kissed his neck as her fingers danced through the short hair on the back of his neck. His body trembled with intense pleasure as he emptied what felt like a rather large load into her.

Nick pulled out, stepped back, and looked at his wife’s pussy as she sat on the edge of the counter. Mistress Elena’s words played in his head and he dropped to his knees and looked up at Rebecca. “May I clean you?” he asked.

Rebecca looked genuinely surprised at his request, but a smile quickly crossed her face. “Yes, you may,” she said.

Nick didn’t waste any time. He pressed his lips against his wife’s pussy, pushed his tongue inside her, and licked up his load. He swallowed greedily and looked up to see that Rebecca’s eyes were closed. She leaned back and he reached up to play with her clit as he continued to clean her. A moan immediately escaped his wife’s lips and a lusty smile crawled across her face.

Rebecca came not long after. She reached up to play with her breasts and unleashed a wondrous moan of pleasure that made it clear she was having an exceptionally good orgasm.

When she’d finished cumming – and Nick had finished cleaning his load – he sat back on his knees and looked up at her, much like he’d looked up at Mistress Elena earlier that day. “Was that good?” he asked.

“It was excellent,” she answered.

“I’m sorry I came so quickly,” Nick said.

Rebecca smiled sweetly. “There’s no need to apologize. Some men just cum quickly. You’re one of them. It’s always been something of an issue for you. Now, thankfully, we seem to have found a good solution, haven’t we?”

Nick nodded. “If…if you don’t mind me asking, why do you…do you really like it when I clean myself out of you?”

Rebecca slid off the counter and helped Nick to his feet. She kissed him on the cheek and said, “I do. I know it’s unusual, but I don’t see anything wrong with that. As long as you like it, I see no reason that we should stop. After all, it makes sex more appealing for me to know that you’re going to take care of me if you…well, if you finish a little too quickly.”

Nick felt simultaneously delight and humiliated. He loved that Rebecca had seemingly embraced his shortcomings as a man and he hated that he possessed those shortcomings, that he truly couldn’t satisfy her in the way a woman typically finds sexual satisfaction with a man.

Nick knew that Mistress Elena would be happy, though, and that filled him with a joy and a deep sense of anticipation for their next session.