Under My Dominion

by Thomas Henry

  Karen nodded, and a tear trickled down her cheek.

  I hugged her and kissed her cheek and neck. Then I kissed my way down between her breasts. I took hold of her breasts as I knelt to continue kissing my way down her body. I found her pussy and plunged my tongue between her creamy folds. Karen moaned when I squeezed her nipples and ran my tongue up and over her clit. I massaged her clit with a firm circular motion of my tongue. Karen moaned again and wriggled against my face. I kept it up until I felt her legs start to quiver. Then I stopped. Karen moaned and threw back her head.

  I stood up and stripped off my underwear. Then I circled around behind Karen. By now, my cock was rigid. I stepped forward and let it slide up the small of Karen’s back as I pressed my body against her and cupped her breasts. I massaged her breasts and squeezed her nipples as she rose up on her toes and tried to capture my cock between her thighs. In her bare feet, she was just too short.

  I slid a hand down her stomach and between her thighs. I slipped my fingers between her folds and worked them into her creamy pussy. Karen tensed and pressed her ass against me as I massaged her clit. I started slowly and softly, circling around and around. Then I picked up the pace and increased the pressure of my drenched fingers on her clit until I felt her start to quiver again. Then I stopped. Karen squealed and shook her head.

  I hugged her and whispered in her ear, “Not yet, sweetheart. Not yet.”

  Karen took a couple of ragged breaths, and I noticed that she now was slick with perspiration. I held her by her hips and rubbed my rigid cock up and down the small of her back. Then I squatted enough to make up for the height difference and thrust my cock between Karen’s thighs, letting it slide through her folds and up against her clit, but without penetrating her. I worked my hips back and forth, rubbing my cock against Karen’s slippery pussy.

  I couldn’t help but remember the first time my cock touched Rachel’s pussy. I had driven to her parents’ house late at night, stopping in the street in front. She slipped out the darkness and got into the car with me. I drove to a secluded spot in a partially completed subdivision, and we found a place to lie down on a blanket amongst the tall weeds. We made out and groped each other for a while, and then Rachel lay on top of me. She pulled her panties partway down and took my aching cock between her thighs. Without letting me penetrate her, she rubbed her sloppy wet pussy up and down my cock until I exploded. That was a first for me, and a memory I’ll never forget.

  Now, with my cock sliding back and forth between Karen’s thighs, I found myself fantasizing that she was Rachel. I felt a bit guilty, but fantasizing about Rachel had been a lifelong obsession with me.

  I reached up and loosened the rope so that I could let it roll over the pulley and give Karen some slack. I retied it and then grasped Karen’s hips and pulled her backward a couple of steps. That left her leaning forward, off-balance, with most of her weight still on her legs, but with the rope around her wrists keeping her from falling forward.

  I lowered myself again and plunged my cock into her hot, wet pussy. Karen grunted as I pulled her hard against me, driving my cock into her up to my balls. I spread my feet apart and stood still as I used my hands on Karen’s hips to swing her forward and back, up and down the length of my shaft. Each time she bottomed out on my dick, she grunted and shook her head.

  I continued to hammer Karen’s pussy until I found myself on the brink of losing control. I was tempted to fill her with my semen, but I held off, waiting until I had a chance to take her anally.

  Karen seemed to be on the edge of cumming as well, so I stopped thrusting and very, very slowly withdrew my throbbing cock from her. She sighed and took a couple of deep breaths.

  I hugged her and whispered in her ear again, “Not yet, Sweetheart. Not yet.”

  Karen gave a muffled scream and stamped her foot.

  I reached up and released the rope from the pulley. Then I walked Karen forward and had her lie on her stomach on the bed. I helped her to slide up until her feet were on the bed, and then I tied the rope to the headboard, with her hands held loosely above her head. I wrapped another length of rope around her ankles to tie them together, and then I tied the rope to the foot of the bed. So now, Karen was stretched out on her stomach, totally defenseless, with her wrists and ankles bound and tied to the bed.

  I picked up a bottle of massage oil and trickled some into the small of Karen’s back. Then I dribbled a generous amount into the top of the cleft between her ass cheeks. Finally, I poured a line of oil up the center of her back to her shoulders.

  I put down the bottle and climbed onto the bed with Karen. I straddled her ass with my balls nestled in the little hollow between her thighs at the back of her pussy and my cock resting on the cleft between her butt cheeks. I spread her cheeks apart and ran my rigid penis up and down between them, spreading the massage oil liberally over her anus and down to her pussy. Then I leaned forward and used my hands to spread the massage oil all over Karen’s back.

  I gave her a good, semi-professional massage, working the muscles of her back and her shoulders. Then I rocked forward and back, running my hands firmly up and down Karen’s oily body. Each time I rocked forward and pushed my hands up her back, Karen moaned in appreciation.

  After I finished massaging Karen’s back, I knelt next to her and rubbed my oily hands firmly round and round on her sexy ass. I let my fingers slip into the crack between her cheeks, spreading the oil thoroughly.

  I found her anus and rubbed my finger on her puckered opening, teasing her. Then I gently pushed my well-oiled thumb into her. I could feel her sphincter squeezing my thumb.

  “Relax,” I said. “It’s just my thumb. Remember what we talked about?”

  Karen made a small noise that I interpreted to be an acknowledgement. Karen’s grip on my thumb seemed to relax, and I started sliding it in and out of her freely. The more I fucked her ass with my thumb, the more relaxed she seemed to become.

  When she seemed fully relaxed, I slipped my two middle fingers into her pussy while my thumb was still in her ass. I started massaging her internally in both orifices. Karen groaned. It sounded like a very satisfied groan to me.

  “I’m not sure what makes me think of this right now,” I said, “but do you like to bowl?”

  Karen started laughing so hard I was worried that she might choke on the ball gag. But before long, she quieted again and stared pushing back against my hand as my thumb and fingers continued to double-team her.

  So far as I could tell, Karen sphincter was totally relaxed with my thumb in her, so I thought it time to move to the next level. I reached into my bag of tricks and found a butt plug made of soft plastic. It had a removable, bullet-shaped vibrator imbedded in it. The vibrator was connected to the battery and switch by a fine wire.

  The butt plug was the classic shape that started out narrow and then widened into a bulb before narrowing abruptly again just before the base. The fattest part was about the same diameter as my penis.

  “I’m going to pull out my thumb,” I said. “But don’t contract your anus. Just keep it totally relaxed.” Karen gave a slight nod.

  I found my tube of K-Y Jelly and generously lubricated the butt plug. I put a large dollop on my finger. “I’m going to rub some lubricant on you,” I said. “Just relax.”

  I slipped my fingers into Karen’s crack and deposited the glob of jelly on her anus. I rubbed it around a bit and then pushed as much of it as I could into her opening to lubricate it as well.

  I straddled Karen’s legs on my knees, pretty much as I would if I were going to fuck her ass. “Relax. This isn’t going to hurt at all.”

  I pressed the head of the butt plug against Karen’s opening. I saw her clench momentarily before relaxing again. I gently pushed the tip of the butt plug into Karen’s anus. I held it there for a few seconds, and then I started moving it in and out just a bit to spread the lubrication and to give Karen some time to get comfortable with it.

  After a minute or so
, I stopped moving the butt plug in and out. I just held it firmly against Karen’s anus. Then I slowly-but-firmly pushed, forcing Karen’s opening wider and wider until the bulb of the butt plug slipped inside her.

  “In case you don’t know, that’s a butt plug,” I said. “It’s very slippery. If you squeeze down on it, you will eject it. And that will earn you another slap on the ass. But if you just relax, the fat part of the butt plug will keep it from slipping out of you. Understand?”

  Karen nodded a bit and vocalized something unintelligible. I let go of the butt plug, and it stayed in place. Good for her. Now for the test.

  I slid the switch and turned the vibrator on. Karen squealed and the butt plug popped out of her ass. I said nothing, but gave her a hard slap on her beautiful rump. Karen flinched, but didn’t vocalize any further protest.

  I picked up the butt plug and spread more lubricant on it. With the vibrator still turned on, I pressed it back into Karen’s ass. This time, she managed to relax enough that the butt plug stayed in, with its base pressing against her butt.

  I watched for a while, slowly running my fingers over Karen’s sopping pussy. I spread a mixture of the K-Y and her natural lubrication. Then I grabbed my cock, leaned forward, and slid it to the hilt in Karen’s pussy.

  I felt the plug push back against me, but my body kept it from coming out. In a moment, Karen relaxed again, and the plug stayed in place.

  As always, Karen’s pussy was wonderfully hot and wet. But now, I felt the additional sensation of the butt plug vibrating in her ass. It was incredibly stimulating. So stimulating that I wasn’t sure how long I could keep myself from cuming. I was tempted just to let go, but I wanted to save it for Karen’s ass. So, I held still until the crisis passed, and then I began to give her long, slow strokes. Each time I pushed into her, Karen moaned and pushed back against me.

  “So,” I said, “how do you like me and my little friend?”

  Karen made a muffled noise and nodded her head.

  “Feels good?”

  Karen gave a muffled, “Uh–huh.”

  “This gives you something of an idea of what it will be like when Ted and I fuck you at the same time. Assuming we shove a vibrator up his ass…”

  Karen convulsed again, and the butt plug ejected on my back-stroke. I paused.

  “Don’t worry,” I said. “I’m not going to spank you. That was my fault.” I let my cock slip out of her pussy. I picked up the butt plug as if I were going to reinsert it. “Okay, here we go again.”

  But instead of using the butt plug, I pressed the head of my penis against her puckered opening and pushed. I don’t think Karen realized that it was my cock until I was halfway in. Then she grunted and squeezed down on me. I held still to give her a chance to relax again.

  “Just relax, Sweetheart,” I said. “I’ll be gentle.”

  I waited for Karen to relax again. Then I began very slowly working my cock in and out, going in a little deeper with each stroke. Karen’s ass was wonderfully tight, but she seemed to be fairly relaxed, and I didn’t get the sense that she was experiencing any significant pain.

  Once I was able to slide my cock all the way up her ass until my balls were resting against her pussy, I leaned forward and pressed my chest against her back. Her firm butt felt great against my groin. I lay still for a couple of minutes. Then I began fucking Karen again. I held her bound hands with mine as I stroked her deeply, rhythmically. Each time I thrust into her, Karen took a deep, shuddering breath. She was sweating profusely. I slid my chest up and down her slippery back with each stroke.

  I kept stroking Karen until she started pushing back against me each time I thrust into her. When I knew I was about to lose control, I rose up and grabbed her shoulders so I could hold her still as I fucked her. Then I started pounding her ass mercilessly. Her response was wonderful. She grunted and moaned as she met each thrust with a thrust of her own. I totally lost control and gushed a huge load of cum up her ass.

  As I continued to spasm inside her, Karen started to shudder. I slid my hand under her and found her pussy. I roughly rubbed her clit for a few seconds, and then she let out a muffled scream, pressing her butt hard against me.

  I lay back down on top of her, momentarily spent. At first, she still was breathing heavily. But after a couple of minutes, she calmed and seemed to drift off to sleep. I lay there until my cock was soft enough that it slipped out of her. I slid back onto my knees and looked at her.

  My semen was dribbling from her flushed anus and running down her pussy. The sight made me start to harden again.

  As Karen lay quietly, I untied her ankles. I left her hands bound together, but I untied the rope from the bed. I kept her blindfold and ball-gag in place.

  I massaged Karen’s back again and then pulled her back into a kneeling position.

  “I want you to stand up,” I said. “I’ll help you.”

  I managed to get her off the bed and standing again. I took hold of her still-bound hands and led her into the bathroom. There, I ran the rope up and over another pulley hanging from the ceiling. I pulled until Karen’s arms were stretched high above her head and she was forced to rise up on the balls of her feet.

  I turned on the shower and adjusted the water temperature so that it was soothingly warm. I thoroughly washed my cock and balls.

  I had one of those hand-held showers with an extra-long hose. I unhooked it from its holder and trained the water on Karen. I walked around her, letting the warm water cascade down her body.

  After a couple minutes of gentle rinsing, I twisted the head of the shower so that it would emit a strong, pulsing stream. I was behind Karen, so I trained the water on the crack of her ass.

  “Spread your legs,” I said. When Karen didn’t respond immediately, I slapped her ass and stepped forward and used my feet to push hers apart. Then I stepped back and trained the stream of water on her crack again. But this time, her anus was exposed, and I was able to train the water directly on it, washing away my oozing semen and the artificial lubricant.

  I aimed the stream of water at the floor and walked around to Karen’s front. Her legs were still spread apart. I suddenly directed the stream of pulsating water directly on her pussy. She squealed and bucked against the rope, but she didn’t try to close her thighs. I stepped closer and directed the stream of water directly on her clit. She wriggled and moaned, but she still didn’t close her thighs. And then after a couple of minutes, she gave out a muffled scream, shuddered, and collapsed, her full weight hanging from her bound wrists.

  I turned off the water and hung up the showerhead. I stepped over and wrapped my arms around Karen. I lifted her to take the weight off the rope and then, while still holding her up with one arm, I reached up and untied the rope from her wrists. Then I picked her up the way a groom picks up his bride and carried her back to the bedroom. I lowered her onto the bed and removed the Velcro restraints from her wrists. I removed the ball-gag and took off the blindfold. Karen lay there, eyes and mouth closed, breathing hard.

  I tossed the restraints and such aside and leaned over and kissed Karen’s lips. Then I kissed each nipple. I knelt on the bed and pushed her knees apart. I kissed my way down her wet body until I found her pussy. I slipped my tongue into her and found her creamy wetness. I was glad it hadn’t all washed away in the shower.

  I kissed my way back up her body until I got to her lips. Then I lowered myself onto her and eased my cock into her slippery pussy. We kissed, intertwining our tongues. I took her hands in mine, raising them above her head, stretching her breasts up against my chest. We continued to kiss as we made love, slowly at first, and then more and more vigorously, until I lost control.

  As my semen spilled into her belly, Karen convulsed and came with me.

  * * * *

  A few days later, Ted called and asked if I would be interested in fucking Karen again. This time, he wanted to try to double-penetrate her. He said she wasn’t sure she could do it, but she was willing to tr
y. I got the sense that he was totally unaware that Karen and I had been together a few days earlier.

  “I’ve never done that,” I lied. “I wonder if it’s hard on the woman.”

  “I’ve seen it in videos,” Ted said. “Seems like the women enjoy it.”

  “I guess they must like being fucked in the ass,” I said, wondering if Ted had managed to fuck Karen that way.

  “Seems like it,” Ted said.

  “What about Karen?”

  “She’s okay with it.”

  “So that’s something you two have done before?”

  “Not until recently. But for the last few days, Karen has let me fuck her ass every night. You know, so she can get used to it. Now she says she’s ready to take on both of us at the same time.”

  I had a momentary vision of Ted ramming his cock up Karen’s ass. The image made my stomach churn with jealousy. I took a deep breath.

  “Well, like I said, that’s something I’ve never done before, but I’ve always wanted to try it. So if you think Karen’s up for it, I’ll play along.”

  Ted said he though we ought to do it in a hotel room so we could be private and anonymous. He said he would arrange something and let me know.

  He called back a couple of hours later and asked me to meet them at the Plaza Hotel by the airport the following night. He said he would get a room and that he and Karen would meet me in the hotel’s bar. They wanted to play out a little fantasy, so I should pretend not to know them.

  When I arrived at the hotel at the appointed hour, I found Ted sitting at the bar, drinking a bottle of beer and watching a closed-captioned television. A motley assortment of men occupied many of the other barstools, but there were two empty seats next to Ted. A middle-aged sunburned couple was sitting at a small table, sipping drinks with umbrellas in them and eating from a bag of roasted macadamia nuts. A woman sitting alone at another table in the corner eyed me as I looked around. I took her for a hooker. Karen was nowhere in sight.