Tomboy: Dark Dominion (Chapter 10) (Patreon)

Tomboy: Dark Dominion

Chapter 10

Thwack! Thwack!

Kelly jumped, eyes huge. Her eyes locked on the two involved. An extremely attractive forty-something brunette in black leather was paddling a man in nothing but thong and collar. He looked to be about the same age as the women. Both were members.

“Husband and wife,” Jenny whispered. “They mostly just play with each other, but sometimes bring in a slavegirl for a threesome. The wife, Mistress Kate, is even better than Lady Lovelace at rubbing out climaxes.”

Jenny took Kelly’s hand, and led her around the perimeter of the members gathered for a pre-debauchery chat. Several of the members perked up at the sight of her, so Kelly knew she’d be busy on her first night. Just thinking about it made her pussy hot and tingly.

“Can we stick together tonight?” Kelly asked. “So you can show me the ropes?”

“If we do, then we’ll be forced to make out about a hundred percent of the time, while men bang us from behind,” Jenny said. “Believe me. Whitney and I tried it once. Rough night.”

“Never mind.”

“Jenny!” a woman called.

Kelly spotted her. A dominatrix in head to toe shiny red leather, with light mocha skin and arrow straight black hair down to her butt. That had to be the Egyptian dominatrix Jenny told her about, Mistress Hypatia.

Jenny dropped to her knees, eyes downcast, “How may I please you, Mistress?”

The dominatrix arched a perfectly plucked brow at Kelly, so the blonde dropped to her knees, eyes downcast. She stepped up to Kelly, and lifted her chin with a red riding crop.

“So you’re the new girl. Slave Kelly?” the dominatrix said. “And just as beautiful as Lady Lovelace said, too. I am Mistress Hypatia.”

“Hello, Mistress,” Kelly said. Really, she wasn’t sure what was expected of her. “How may I please you?”

“Maybe later,” Mistress Hypatia said. She turned to Jenny. “Jenny, go to the watersports chamber. Master Conor has requested you.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Jenny said.

Kelly stared at her friend, wondering why Jenny didn’t refuse the job. Did she like being pissed on?

Mistress Hypatia turned and marched away. Jenny turned a red face to Kelly.

“I have to go. Be safe. Have fun.”

“You’re really going to let him pee on you?”

“Actually, Master Conor likes for me to pee on him,” she said. “But I would allow it. The nastier the scene, the bigger the tips.”

Jenny jumped up and hurried away before Kelly wrapped her mind around that. It never occurred to her a guy would want a girl to piss on him. She thought it was always the other way around. But as she looked around the main dungeon, her eyes were caught by a man. A rich and powerful man, too. Dorian Moore had just strode into the place like he owned it, wearing nothing but black straps crisscrossing his upper body, and a black banana hammock.

His wicked smile set her heart to racing. Kelly knelt there as he approached her, unable to move. His erection stretched out its flimsy cover.

“Heeey,” Kelly said, more out of shock and awe. Then she remembered herself. “I mean, Hello, Master. How may I please you?”

“Slave Kelly,” he read on her collar. “The new girl the staff is so excited about. I heard your performance during the interview was one of the best ever.”

That surprised her. I didn’t have to do all that?

Dorian held out a hand. She accepted his help to her feet, and then stood tall and proud before the handsome billionaire. He circled her twice, hands roaming her body. Then he pulled off her corset, before locking her wrist cuffs together behind her back. The billionaire then snapped a leash to her collar.

“Let’s play, Kelly,” he said. “Am I your first here at the club?”

“You are, Master,” she said, voice soft and breathless. “I am a little scared.”

“Were you part of the BDSM community before coming to work here?”

“No, but I have enjoyed some light S&M,” she said. “Most of these contraptions are a mystery to me.”

“Lucky me,” he said. “I get to teach you a few tonight.”

Dorian surprised her. Instead of leading her straight over to a playstation, he walked out of the dungeon. The billionaire led her around the Promenade, intruding her to many of the members. And then he led her around the dining room.

Finally, Dorian led Kelly back into the main dungeon, to the very middle of the chamber, where he sat on a bench. Kelly was pulled in close so he could remove her bikini bottoms. That done, he pulled her in even closer and motorboated her tits.

Figures, she thought. They always go for the tits first.

After a few minutes of titty play, Dorian pulled Kelly over his lap. Her stress spiked in that vulnerable position, belly down and butt up. His erection poked her in the belly. She had a bad feeling…

“Sexy slavegirls must be put in their place,” Dorian said, lifting his open right hand high. “Bad girl.”

Thwack!

“Aaiiee! I’ll be good, Master!”

Thwack!

“Ouch! I promise to be good!”

Thwack! Thwack!

Those last two spanks proved hard. And they really hurt.

“Hush, slave,” Dorian commanded. “Slaves are to be seen, not heard. Endure you punishment in silence.”

Thwack! Thwack!

Kelly bucked and writhed. Even worse, her pussy THROBBED with achy need. What was it about bare bottom spanking that turned her on so much? It was painful, yet she was naked and oh so vulnerable and open to sexual exploitation. He could do anything he wanted to her and she’d gladly let him.

Thwack! Thwack! THWACK!

“Aaagggh!” she screamed, hit out of nowhere by a powerful climax. “Harder! Please, harder.”

“I told you to be quiet.”

THWACK! THWACK!

Her master stopped to rub her stinging butt cheeks, before his fingers slipped down into her butt crack. He played with her anus a moment, before started to rub circles around her sloppy wet pussy. Kelly gasped and whimpered, wiggling her butt as he rubbed faster and faster. The sweetest sensations rippled through her, skin all a-tingle. It didn’t take long.

“Aaagggh!” she cried, insides exploding with waves of bliss.

Kelly struggled in vain against her wrist restrains, kicking her red-booted feet. She wiggled her butt, while gasping for air. Her hot, quivering insides were already winding up for another mind-numbing climax.

She almost begged him to rub harder, faster, but remembered just in time that he ordered to be silent. So she whimpered and slanted begging, needy eyes up at him as she squirmed.

Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!

“How lovely,” Mistress Kate said, stopping to admire her red butt. The beautiful member leaned over and kissed Kelly’s left butt cheek, leaving a cooling lip print. “This is Slave Kelly?”

“She is,” Dorian said. “And proving to be quite a responsive delight, too.”

“I think Steve and I might fancy a session with her later,” Mistress Kate said with an English accent. “Such a lovely red bum.”

Steve, her husband and submissive, remained silent, so Kelly couldn’t tell if he was English as well. Mistress Kate had a very posh English accent, too, like a movie star. It kind of turned Kelly on.

“Why not right here and now?” Dorian said, standing. He forced Kelly to her knees in front of Mistress Kate. “Slave, lick boot.”

Mistress Kate didn’t object. In fact, she moved her right foot forward. Kelly struggled briefly. Licking boot wasn’t easy to pull off when her wrist bound behind her back, but Kelly managed to position herself so that she could bend over and start kissing and licking. Indeed, after that sound spanking, and the orgasms it forced upon her, Kelly put her heart and soul into kissing licking, and just making love to Mistress Kate’s black thigh boots.

Kelly slowly worked her way up the English woman’s leg, until she was nuzzling her crotch. Mistress Kate had a bare hint of cameltoe through the leather, but it was enough to pull in Kelly’s focus. She used her nose, cheeks, lips, and chin to rub one out for the beautiful dominatrix.

“Ooooooh my,” Mistress Kate sighed.

She dropped to her knees before Kelly, took the slave’s face in both hands, and kissed her long and deep. They then started making out like horny teens. A crowd gathered to watch before they came up for air. It felt like they spent all night making out, and left Kelly hot, tingly, and panting.

“Now, that was hot,” Dorian said.

Kelly was pulled to her feet, where she teetered atop her stilettos a moment. When Dorian led her toward a nearby playstation, she struggled to follow on her wobbly knees.

The playstation was little more than a pair of chrome posts, about six feet tall, with a crossbar across the top. Dorian had her stand under it. He quickly locked her ankles into a spreader bar, which was then attacked to a ring in the floor with a short chain. A second steel bar was attached to the middle of the spreader bar, and then Kelly was forced to bend over so he could connect the other end of the bar to her collar.

That left Kelly bent over, upper body parallel to the floor. She realized she was perfectly positioned for men to fuck her front and back, mouth and pussy, at the same time. And people were gathering around, all with lusty eyes.

Dorian then pulled her bound wrists straight up, chaining it to the crossbar above. That really made Kelly feel open to anything.

Fuck me, she thought. The busty blonde scanned the eager-eyed crowd of kinksters. And they will. Oh how they will fuck me.

Dorian started it out. He pressed up behind her, pulled his cock-sock off, and guided his cock into her slick folds. Kelly’s breath caught, eyes wide. Everything seemed to go silent, expectation in the air…

She grunted loudly when Dorian sheathed his full length inside her with one hard thrust.

Mistress Kate led her husband up to Kelly’s face, leaned over and kissed her.

“Take good care of my little Stevie,” the English beauty purred.

Steve moved up eagerly, pushed his thong down to his knees, and rubbed his semi-erect cock all over Kelly’s face. Then he lifted his cock, and rubbed his hairy balls in her face. Kelly started licking his balls, which stopped him. The submissive husband sighed as she licked, nibbled, and sucked on his nuts.

Dorian reamed her out like a pro. He was well hung, and knew how to use it. Kelly soon began to moan and groan as she licked balls. Before long, the sexy sensations filling her insides made it too hard to concentrate on Steve’s balls, so he pulled back, guided his cock to her mouth, and pushed in just the head.

Kelly gave him head while Dorian fucked her from behind. Mistress Kate moved to her side, swept her long hair to the side so she could watch, and then started playing with Kelly’s sensitive, erect nipples. She pinched very hard, rolling the firm nipple flesh between two fingers. Soon, Kelly was bucking and grunting.

Oh God. Oh God, she thought, feeling that rise to climax again. Oh. My. God.

“Aaaaggggh!”