Becoming Dominant Ch. 01

"But if you really want to claim them, you have to be dominant. And that's all in your mind. Privately, just to yourself, you've gotta think of them as your little sluts, Casey. It's how you cut to their sexual core. It's how you unlock the slut within and free them to be that slut with you. Believe me...they'll love it."

"Is that...how you are...with guys?"

"I'm dominating you right now, aren't I?" Monica grinned. Casey shuddered, and was thrilled despite himself. "See? I love you, Casey. I really do think of you as a man. As my Casey. As an equal person. Except...when it comes to dominating you and fucking you. Like last night. Like now. Are you complaining?"

She milked his cock like she was born to it. "No," he admitted. "Not at all."

"I love you, and I'm dominating you. Your mother and father were the same, and regardless of how much other action she got, she was wild about him. We both were. And let me tell you, he wasn't dominant, but we made sure that his office was full of willing pussies, and she encouraged him to indulge. He got laid as often as he wanted at work, and then he came home to her."

Monica smiled, kissing him again. "It's a fine line," she said. "I use men. And women. It's just the way we are. If you don't indulge, you go nuts. Other dominants have tried and it usually goes bad. We need the release, all the time. But we can give back, and we don't have to be cruel about it. Honestly, we have to get rid of the ones that are cruel. It's not right to hurt people."

"But using them is okay?" Casey asked.

"Well," Monica smiled even more broadly, continuing this slow, luxurious fuck, "like I said...we're dominant, after all...I've got a lot more money than I ever let on, Casey. We're not going back to the home you left when you enlisted. I've got much better houses than that. I've had to keep a lot from you. It was for your own good. I wanted you to learn some empathy as you grew up. Some humility, y'know?

"So listen," Monica said, "like I said, you're gonna go cunt-crazy for a long, long while. It's okay. I want you to enjoy this time in your life, but you're gonna be out of control if I don't guide you with a firm hand at the beginning."

"That's why I have to obey you?"

"Yeah," she nodded, "but I promise lots of sex. Lots of sex."

"Okay."

Monica smiled. She kissed him again. When she let up, she ground her hips into his and then in a little circular motion just to revel in their intercourse. Casey groaned out loud. "There's nothing better than claiming another dominant," she whispered, "or being claimed. It's how we learn what we are. Your mother claimed me, much the way I'm claiming you, in college, a long time ago."

Casey's eyes fluttered open to Monica's awfully wicked grin. "That's right. Your mother and I were lovers. Right to the end." The silky grip of her cunt around his cock seemed to tighten. "I belonged to her, like you belong to me now. You never really get over your first. But she loved me, and we both loved your father...and your mother gave you to me, Casey. She told me she wanted me to be the one for you. This was the plan all along."

The admission sent his heart pounding anew. Monica's eyes closed as she kissed him again, still working his cock. He suddenly felt more vulnerable to her than ever, which set him off. Monica let out noises of approval as she kissed him, simply grinding gently as he surrendered his come to her. "You're mine," she hissed into his ear. "Mine."

When he was eventually finished, Monica slowly drew herself back to sit impaled on his cock in a cowgirl position. She was so very, very beautiful. "I love you, Monica," Casey said softly.

"I know," she nodded, still enjoying him. "I love you."

A long, quiet moment later, she spoke again. "Anyway," she breathed, "this year is gonna be all sex for you. It'll be that way for a long time, too, but we need this year so you can adjust. Otherwise you might grab some chick in the mall and fuck her senseless in front of everybody. She won't have a problem with it, but it's still something to avoid."

"Am I gonna be that bad?" Casey blinked.

Monica grinned. "Your grandfather was. Don't worry, Casey. It's gonna be better than your wildest dreams." She squeezed his cock with her cunt again and said, "You'll obey me. But beyond that, Casey...just think with your cock."