Cindy: The Dominant Partner
Cindy had left a lasting impression on me, not just from her words, but from the way she had taken charge of our group. I couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement mixed with fear as I anticipated the rest of the afternoon.
I stood up, trying to adjust myself discreetly in my light brown dockers, but it was no use. My dick was still hard, and I could feel the tension in my balls. I hoped I hadn’t leaked too much pre-cum onto the floor.
Cindy called out to me again, reminding me to put on my deck shoes and polo. I wondered what the point of this was, but I followed her instructions without question.
When I arrived at the restaurant, Cindy and the others were already seated. They waved me over, and I took my place between Mary and Louise. We made small talk as we ordered and ate, but Cindy’s plan was already in motion.
“Hey, girls, see if our slave has a woody,” she said, a mischievous glint in her eye.
Mary and Louise nodded, and both reached out to touch me. Mary spoke up first. “No, not right now.”
Cindy smiled, her eyes gleaming with amusement. “Well, get him up and ready,” she said, her voice dripping with seduction.
I shot her a look of annoyance, but she just laughed and leaned back in her chair. Mary and Louise exchanged a mischievous glance, and then Mary worked my zipper down. Louise slipped her hand inside, and I felt my dick start to stir in response.
She played with it until it was hard, then zipped me back up. Mary nodded, and they both stood up, grinning at me. Cindy’s voice was a gentle command. “C’mon, honey. Time to head back to the room.”
I stood up, trying to adjust myself discreetly, but it was no use. My dick was still hard, and I could feel the tension in my balls. I hoped I hadn’t leaked too much pre-cum onto the floor.
Mary and Louise each took an arm, guiding me towards the elevator. I caught a few curious glances from other diners, and I felt my face heat up with embarrassment.
When we arrived at the room, all the women came in, their eyes fixed on me. Cindy’s voice was a soft command. “Well, c’mon dear. You need to get naked.”
I undressed, feeling a sense of vulnerability as I stood there, my dick hard and my balls aching. The women closed in around me, their faces filled with desire.
Jenny spoke up, her voice husky. “Too bad you won’t get to use that on me. I could really use a good old-fashioned fucking.”
I felt a pang of disappointment, but Cindy’s plan was already in motion. Jenny reached into her purse and pulled out a dildo, her eyes gleaming with excitement.
“Okay, my fantasy, which I have had for a while, is to have a man eat my ass out while I fuck myself with a big dildo. I’ll get on all fours and you go to town.”
I felt a surge of desire as I looked at her, my dick hard and my balls aching. I crawled up behind her, my mouth watering in anticipation.
I started kissing her ass, my tongue tracing the curves of her flesh. She hummed in response, her body relaxing into my touch.
I worked my way down to her slit, my tongue probing the folds of her flesh. She moaned, her body tensing up in response.
I found her clit and started licking and sucking on it, my fingers playing over her cunt opening and asshole. She moaned again, her body relaxing into my touch.
“That’s it, you ass hound. Lick my pussy and then fuck my ass with your tongue!” she exclaimed, her voice husky with desire.
I worked the dildo into her pussy, feeling it slide in easily. I started rubbing it in and out, my fingers playing over her clit as I worked.
She reached back and started playing with her clit, her body tensing up in response. I felt her get wetter, her body relaxing into my touch.
“Now, tongue-fuck my ass!” she exclaimed, her voice husky with desire.
I worked my tongue into her, feeling her body tense up in response. I started rotating it, feeling her body relax into my touch.
She moaned, her body tensing up in response. I could feel her get ready to come, her body relaxing into my touch.
Then, I quickly yanked the dildo out and rubbed it over her clit. She came, her body thrashing in response.
I stood there, feeling a sense of awe as I watched her ride out her orgasm. I looked down and saw that I had left a wet spot on the bedspread.
After she came, she flopped forward onto the bed, her body still trembling with aftershocks. I looked at her, feeling a sense of desire as I gazed at her athletic body.
She turned over and looked at the clock, her eyes gleaming with amusement. “Well, that’s all I’m going to need,” she said, her voice husky with satisfaction.
Cindy smiled, her eyes gleaming with amusement. “We decided we couldn’t wait for later,” she said, her voice husky with desire.
The other women nodded in agreement, their eyes fixed on me. I felt a sense of trepidation as I realized what was about to happen.
Cindy came over and whispered her instructions to me. “You are going to be pushed now, so please be patient.”
She brought out some toys, her eyes gleaming with amusement. “Okay, slave, on your hands and knees, facing the head of the bed. Let us see that cute little ass and those balls from behind.”
I got into position, feeling a sense of vulnerability as I stood there, my dick hard and my balls aching. Cindy put a blindfold on me, her eyes gleaming with amusement.
She started rubbing my asshole, her finger slick with lubricant. I felt a surge of desire as I realized what was happening.
One of the other women spoke up, her voice husky with desire. “See, his dick got hard immediately.”
Another woman chimed in, her voice filled with excitement. “And his balls look like they are ready to deliver some cream!”
Cindy giggled, her eyes gleaming with amusement. “Now be a good slave slut and let me get this butt plug in your ass.”
I groaned, feeling a sense of discomfort as the butt plug was inserted into my anus. It was just getting a little painful when I felt it suddenly slip into place.
I felt several hands run over my ass and balls, feeling them, and then reach up and twist the butt plug. I groaned again, feeling my dick get even harder.
Then, a loud slap was rendered against my ass, making me jerk in response. Cindy gave them the go-ahead, and the other women started spanking me, their hands slapping against my flesh in quick succession.
I felt a surge of humiliation as I realized what was happening, but I also felt a sense of excitement. I was being pushed to my limits, and I was loving every minute of it.
I tried to concentrate on what I was going to do to get even with Cindy, but it was no use. I was too caught up in the moment, too caught up in the desire and excitement of the situation.
I had been waiting for this moment for weeks, my mind racing with anticipation and a hint of mischief. Cindy, my lovely wife, had made a bet with me, and I was determined to collect. She had lost, and now it was time for her to pay the price. I had planned this out meticulously, every detail carefully considered to make her week in servitude as enjoyable… and as uncomfortable… as possible.
Cindy walked through the front door, a look of curiosity on her face. I stood waiting for her, a smile spreading across my face as she took in the sight of me, dressed in a pair of jeans and a tight-fitting shirt, my eyes burning with a fierce intensity.
“Okay, what?” she asked, her voice laced with a hint of playfulness, but I could sense a hint of trepidation beneath the surface.
“Okay, what, MASTER!” I barked, my voice firm and commanding. She smiled, playing along, but I could see the spark of uncertainty in her eyes.
“Here are the rules for this week in my castle,” I began, my voice dripping with a sense of authority. “First, you are not allowed to wear a stitch of clothing. You will undress as soon as you enter the house and not dress until you reach the door to leave.” I handed her a small cardboard box, the word ‘SLUT 1’ emblazoned on the side. “This is where you will put your clothes. When you come in, you will immediately strip and put everything in this box. You can carry it up to our room to put them away and then carry the new stuff back down, but you will remain naked.”
Cindy took the box, her eyes locked on mine, and began to undress, her movements smooth and fluid. I watched her, my eyes drinking in the sight of her, my body responding to the sight of her naked form.
“Second, you will be allowed to don an apron to cook. I don’t want my slut’s favorite parts harmed,” I said, my voice dripping with a sense of possessiveness. “Third, we will have visitors during the week, and you will do whatever I desire with them, for them, to them, or assist them to take care of my needs.” I paused, watching her carefully, my eyes searching for any sign of resistance.
“Finally, you will act like nothing has changed. If I open the curtains or blinds, you will leave them that way, even if you are in the room naked performing for me. Any questions?” I asked, my voice firm and commanding.
Cindy shook her head, her eyes locked on mine, and I could see the spark of defiance in her gaze. “No, sir,” she said, her voice firm and steady.
I smiled, my heart racing with excitement. “Good. Becky will be here in a minute. Get me a beer and let her in when she arrives. I’ll be in the den.”
Cindy nodded, her eyes never leaving mine, and turned to go. I watched her, my eyes drinking in the sight of her naked form, my body responding to the sight of her. The doorbell rang, and she jumped, her eyes flicking to the door. She turned and ran to answer it, the sound of her laughter carrying through the house as she let Becky in.
Cindy looked up at me with a mix of apprehension and submission, her eyes never leaving mine as she replied, “Yes, sir.”
Becky stripped and filled the box, taking it back to put it by the door before returning to us. As she did, I couldn’t help but notice her voluptuous body, and I knew that I was in for a treat.
“Cindy, go with Becky as she gets things ready for you,” I instructed, my voice firm but gentle. Becky turned and led Cindy up to the master bathroom with the bag, and I followed them upstairs, grabbing the digital camera I had left out for documenting this special night.
I lay on the bed and turned on the new flat screen we had mounted on the wall, the sound of them messing around in the bathroom filling the air. Finally, Becky came out, a look of determination on her face.
“Sir, I’m about to give Slut 1 her first enema,” she announced, turning and returning to the bathroom. I followed her, my heart racing with excitement.
Cindy was sitting on the toilet, the enema bag hung from the shower curtain rod. She looked nervous, her nipples at attention. Becky went to the shower and lifted the enema bag hose and nozzle from where it was dangling into the tub, a tube of lubricant in her hand.
“Okay, Slut 1, turn around while still on the toilet and hug the tank,” Becky instructed, her voice firm but gentle. Cindy looked at me with questioning eyes, and I gave her a subtle signal, my finger twirling in the air.
Cindy did as she was told, Becky grabbing some lube and rubbing it over her asshole, making sure to run her fingers around and in it enough to elicit a moan. I took a picture, my camera capturing the moment perfectly.
Becky then took the nozzle and inserted it into Cindy’s ass, the sound of the water flowing into her body filling the air. I waited until she had the nozzle inserted and stood to release the water, taking another picture as the warm liquid flowed into my wife.
Cindy moaned and trembled, her eyes heavy with pleasure. Becky pulled out the nozzle and told her to hold it in, tapping her on the ass before telling her to stand up. Cindy did as she was told, looking at me with a mix of excitement and submission.
“It’s not necessary to give yourself an enema in order to have anal sex,” Becky explained, her voice gentle but firm. “But if you’re going to have anal sex and then possibly vaginal sex without cleaning up between them, you don’t want to take the chance that feces might be placed in your pussy and give you an infection or something.”
Becky turned to me and smiled, her eyes sparkling with excitement. Cindy stood there, not quite straight up, feeling the fullness in her bowels. Becky turned back to Cindy and asked her how it felt.
“Odd… weird,” Cindy replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
Becky smiled and her eyes closed, a look of nostalgia on her face. “You’ll find that you look forward to it when you really want to fuck around,” she said, her voice dripping with desire.
“Okay,” Cindy replied, her voice barely above a whisper. Becky turned back to Cindy and told her that she could let it go now, that she didn’t have to hold it long.
Cindy sat on the toilet, looking at us expectantly. I shrugged and left, knowing that she didn’t want us watching. Becky followed me out, and I took this opportunity to strip, sitting on the bed and pointing to my dick.
Becky smiled and kneeled in front of me, lifting my dick and starting to lick my balls. I was at full mast in no time, my excitement building.
Cindy then came out of the bathroom, and I lifted Becky’s head. “Okay, Slut 2, move to step 2. Slut 1, get up on the bed on all fours.”
Cindy climbed onto the bed and got on all fours, looking up at me with a mix of excitement and submission. I pushed on her back and pushed on her head, telling her to arch her back and present her ass to me.
Becky came back with the shopping bag, and I could see the excitement building inside me. “Okay, Slut 1, I have a small butt plug to put in you for your first anal insertion,” she said, her voice gentle but firm.
Becky lubed up Cindy’s ass again, making sure to run her fingers around and in it enough to elicit a moan. She then slowly slipped in the small butt plug, and Cindy moaned when it was seated.
“It’s okay, Slut 1,” Becky said, her voice soothing. “You’ll get used to it, and it won’t hurt anymore.”
I called Becky over and positioned her over my wife in the classic 69 position, but told her not to pleasure Cindy. Cindy moaned at that, and I then kneeled right over my wife’s face and proceeded to fuck Becky.
“Oh, yes. Fuck that ass, baby!” Cindy exclaimed, her voice filled with excitement.
I did, pushing and pulling my dick in and out of Becky’s ass, feeling the excitement building inside me. Becky was impatient, urging me on as I ravaged her body.
Finally, I reached my peak, thrusting into Becky’s ass and pumping hard. Becky’s orgasm hit her hard, and she thrashed on top of Cindy, half way thru it her ass was spasming so much it put me over, too.
I thrust into her and pumped hard, feeling the cum flowing out of my body. When I had finally sated my dick, I pulled out, looking down at Cindy.
“Clean her up, Slut,” I instructed, my voice firm but gentle. Becky sat up a little, giving Cindy access to her ass, and Cindy went to town, licking and slurping as Becky pushed the cum out of her ass.
Finally, Becky had had enough, and she rolled off to the side. Cindy was flushed and panting, looking at me with a mix of excitement and submission.
“Slut 1, you only get to cum once tonight,” I said, my voice dripping with desire. “Do you want it before or after dinner?”
Cindy stared at me for a few seconds, her eyes never leaving mine. “After?” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
I just smiled, knowing that I had her right where I wanted her. “Well, Sluts. I am going to order pizza for tonight. You get to flip for who answers the door and pays the pizza deliverer.”
That caused the two of them to look at each other, wide-eyed. I got off the bed and put on my robe, going downstairs to the den to grab the phone and order my favorite pizza.
When they came in, I asked them, “Okay, who is answering the door?”
“We haven’t flipped yet, sir,” Cindy replied, looking at her feet. She still had the butt plug in and looked a little flushed.
“Well then, I’ll flip for you guys,” I said, selecting a quarter from the dish where we kept some loose change. “Slut 2, you get to call it.”
She called heads, and I flipped it. It was heads. “Okay, you win. Do you want to answer the door, or do you want Slut 1 to answer? It’s your choice.”
She looked at both of us for a few seconds, her eyes never leaving mine. “Slut 1.”
Cindy flinched, and I smiled, knowing that I had her right where I wanted her. “Okay. Here’s the deal. You listening, Slut 1?”
She nodded, her eyes never leaving mine. “When the doorbell rings, you will go over and open it wide so that they can see that you are naked. You will take the pizzas and ask how much it is. Slut 2 will be sitting on the couch in the living room, turned toward the door, so that the deliverer can see her body, too.”
Becky nodded, understanding. “You will have your purse on your lap, acting like you are getting the money out. You will pull out this $30 and hold it up.”
I showed her the money, and Becky nodded, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “Slut 1, you will go over to her and bend over the arm of the couch so that the deliverer can see your butt plug. You will take the money and give it to them and say keep the change, and then close the door.”
They both nodded, understanding. About 25 minutes later, the doorbell rang, and we all stood up from our places in the den and went into the living room.
Cindy approached the door, Becky sat on the couch with her purse, and I stood in the hallway to watch. Cindy looked at me, took a deep breath, and opened the door.
Imagine our surprise when one of the neighbor girls, Jackie, stood there with the pizzas. She was known
As I stood up, I announced to the room that it was time for us to head upstairs. The women eagerly followed me, their anticipation building with each step. Once inside the bedroom, I turned to Cindy and gently pushed her onto the bed.
“Becky, can you remove the butt plug from Cindy’s ass?” I asked, my eyes locked on Cindy’s face as she moaned in response.
Cindy lay on her stomach, her ass closing up as the plug was removed. I turned her over, and Becky lay down next to her. My dick was already hardening, and I climbed onto Becky, my eyes locked on Cindy’s face as I began to penetrate her.
“Slut 1, you’re not allowed to touch your pussy,” I whispered to Cindy, “but you can play with your tits and nipples. Just lay there and watch.” I started to move slowly, my words punctuated with each thrust. “I’m going to fuck Becky while you watch. Imagine that it’s your pussy I’m buried in.”
Cindy leaned back, her hands playing with her nipples as she gazed at the scene unfolding before her. Becky was pulling on me, her legs wrapped around my ass, thrusting back as she tried to reach her orgasm.
“Your tight cunt sucks my dick in and makes me want to cum,” I whispered, my words sending Becky into a frenzy of movement. She blurted out “I’m cumming!” and I rode her until she quieted, her eyes locked on Cindy’s face.
Cindy was squirming under her own ministrations, her eyes closed in ecstasy. I leaned over and whispered to Becky, my plan unfolding in my mind.
“Are you ready to be fucked and have your daily orgasm, Cindy?” I asked, my voice low and husky.
“Yes, please, sir, please fuck me so I can cum!” she replied, her eyes still closed.
“Beg me, Cindy,” I whispered, my dick still inside Becky. “Beg me to let Becky put my dick in you and for her to masturbate over your face and cum on you.”
“Yes, please, Master, fuck me hard and make me cum. Please, I beg you, fuck me hard. Becky, please fuck yourself over my face and cum on me. I love it. I want to taste your cum while Master fucks me.”
I was pleased, the role-playing scene unfolding exactly as I had envisioned. Becky crawled behind us, inserting my dick into Cindy’s pussy. I waited for her to stand over Cindy’s face, and then I sat back, pulling Cindy onto my dick.
Cindy moaned, her eyes locked on Becky’s face as she began to rub her pussy over Cindy’s. Becky was in her zone, her hands moving deftly as she brought herself to orgasm. Cindy was mesmerized, her eyes fixed on Becky’s face as she tried to get me to fuck her faster.
Becky came first, collapsing to the side of the bed as she sprayed her juices over Cindy. I started fucking Cindy harder, her eyes locked on mine as she tried to reach her own orgasm. I reached down, thumbing her clit hard as she finally came, her body jerking and groaning in ecstasy.
I pulled out, finishing on her belly as she lay there, her eyes locked on mine. Becky cleaned her up, lapping hungrily at my cum like it was a rare treat. I looked at Becky and nodded, satisfied with the evening’s events.
“Clean up and get ready for bed,” I told the women, my mind already turning to the next night’s events.
As we lay in bed, I turned to Cindy and whispered, “I love you, Cindy. Any regrets or concerns after the first night?”
“No,” she replied, a smile on her face. “I loved every second of it. I think I like this dom/sub role-playing and losing control.”
“Anything you particularly want to try or want me to avoid?” I asked, my mind racing with possibilities.
“No… whatever Master desires,” she replied, her voice husky with desire.
“Okay, my little slutty wife,” I whispered, my mind already turning to the next few days. “Things are going to get interesting for the next few days. I hope you’re ready.”
“Yes, sir. I’m ready,” she replied, her voice filled with anticipation.