Deliciously Dominated Ch. 04

I chuckled softly. "What form of birth control are you on?" I asked. "Because that's another issue that needed to be discussed before hand."

"I have an IUD," she said.

"And what about outside relationships?" I asked.

"I don't have a boyfriend, if that's what you mean," she said.

"I kind of figured that," I told her. "Because otherwise, why would you need me?"

"True," she said, nibbling on her lip. Then, she looked up at me with wide eyes. "You...you have a girlfriend?" she exclaimed almost in a panic as she started to get up.

I grabbed her and pulled her back in, holding her close. "Yes," I said. "And she knows about you."

She looked up at me with an incomprehensible expression. She seemed not not be able to wrap her head around that. Then her eyes went wide as she went white as a sheet. "I...I...will she...be mad!?" she almost shrieked in fear, realizing the implications of her request.

I ran my hands through her hair, smoothing it back out of her face. "Not at all," I cooed as I kissed her lips softly. "I don't hide anything from her. She'll most likely be indifferent at first. Then, she'll want to meet you."

She looked back at me in full-on panic now. "MEET ME!?" she shrieked. "WHY!?"

I smiled reassuringly at her. "Because she wants to be, at the very least, acquainted with the women I sleep with."

Her eyebrows rose into her hairline. "Wo-women??" she asked.

I nodded, still smiling. "That's not a detail I'm ready to divulge as of yet," I told her. "But, yes, women."

Then she looked down at my chest. "D-does that mean, um, you'll sleep...with me?" she asked so adoringly meekly that I wanted to smother her with my body as I made sweet, sweet love to her.

"Yes," I told her and she moved her hand down toward my crotch. I caught her hand and pulled it back up. "But not right now."

She looked up at me as a mix of emotions crossed her face. "Why?" she asked, looking dejected.

"Listen," I told her as I cupped her cheek. "You are one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen, and yes, I want to make love to you, if that's what you want. But right now, honestly, I feel that I would be taking advantage of you if I did."

"But," she protested. "shouldn't sex be spontaneous?"

"Absolutely," I said. "That's one of the things that makes it so enjoyable. But both parties should be on board with the possibility. I had no clue sex was on the table today. Otherwise, I would have made preparations."

She looked confused. "What kind of preparations?"

"The kind that makes sure my girlfriend knows what's going on," I told her.

"Oh," she said, softly, blushing again.

"To that end," I explained, "you're going to have to meet her before we can sleep together. If you still want to sleep with me, that is."

She nodded. "I understand," she said. Then she sighed. "God, I want your cock back in me."

I grabbed my phone. "Okay if I take a picture?"

Her eyes went wide. "Of?"

"Us laying here, like this," I told her. "It'll help, believe it or not, when you meet Jules."

"Jules?" she asked. "As in, Julie Rhoades?"

I quirked an eyebrow at her. "You know her?"

She shrugged. "Not really. But I've heard of her. She seems nice."

I smiled at her and pointed the camera at us from above. "She is." Becca hid her face into my shoulder for the picture, but it was very clear she didn't have any clothes on from the waist up. "Look," I told her pointing the screen so we both could see it as I shot it off to Jules. "You're going to want to be in on this conversation."

Almost immediately we got a response. [Uhh, Daddy?]

[Hey, babe. Just wanted you to be aware.]

[Post-coital?] Becca blushed furiously, looking at me to see how I'd answer. I smiled at her.

[Yes, and no.]

[Um, kinda wonder how that works, honestly.]

[I'll explain later?]

[Sure. She reading?]

I looked at Becca before grinning. [Yep.]

[Hi Rebecca!! Hope you're having fun!!] Becca did this sort of cute little wave at the screen before realizing what she was doing. I laughed.

[She says hi.]

[Can't wait to meet you, girl! There's sooo many things we need to talk about!!]

[Cut it out, Jules. She's already scared shitless you're going to kick her ass for sleeping/not sleeping with your man.]

[Oh. Sorry, Daddy. But, kick her ass? No. Kiss it, maybe.]

[Jules...]

[*giggles* See you in a couple hours, Daddy. I love you! See you later, Rebecca!!]

[Love you, too. See you soon.]

Becca looked up at me with wide eyes. "I-is she for real?"

"As real as they come," I said with fondness.

"Why does she call you Daddy?" she asked with genuine curiousness.

"She's my submissive and I'm her Dominant," I said, as if she would know what I was talking about.

"So..." Becca trailed off seeming to lose her train of thought.

"You ever see the movie 'Secretary' with Maggie Gyllenhaal and James Spader?" I asked her.

"Um, no?" she answered, ending with a questioning tone.

"You should watch it," I told her. "It's a great love story within the BDSM community. Now, I will say that mine and Jules' relationship is not exactly like that. Ours is mild compared to that, but that'll give you an idea of what I'm talking about."

"BDSM?" she asked.

"Bondage and discipline, the BD," I said, explaining. "Dominance and submission, the DS, and sadism and masochism, the SM. Jules and I are in the BD and DS part of the abbreviation."

"So, you tie her up?" she asked.

"Sometimes," I replied.

"And she lets you?" she asked again, sounding more and more nervous.

"Sure," I said. "She gets off on it sometimes. Most times, though, she just likes to be dominated in the sack." I winked at her.

She looked like a deer in headlights. "So, d-do I...have to...um..."

"Not if you don't want to," I told her.

"But you'll still..." she started to ask.

"Fuck you?" I interrupted, grinning. "Oh, absolutely!"

She blushed, then visibly relaxed. "Oh, good," she said.

"Hey," I said, cupping her cheek and pulling her face to meet my eyes. "I told you I would never do anything you're not comfortable with."

Her beautiful, dark brown eyes sparkled slightly. "Okay," she finally said and lay her head against my chest.

I pulled her in close and held her for a while. I sighed. "You good?" I asked her.

"Mmmm," she croaked softly. "Ten more minutes." I smiled, holding her close. "Still want your cock, though," she whispered as her hands grazed across my crotch. My cock had gone soft by that point but it paid close attention when Becca squeezed it softly.

"Speaking of that," I said. "Why?"

"Why what?" she asked.

"Why do you want my cock?" I asked.

"I'm so freaking horny," she responded.

"Okay," I said. "Let me say this a different way. Why do you want MY cock?"

"Oh," she said into my chest before leaning back and looking up at me.

"You're as beautiful as they come," I told her. "With your looks you could be on the cover of Vogue. Look at me." I gestured to my face, particularly my disfigured nose. "Why me? Why 'The Shrimp'?" I asked again, kissing her softly.

She returned the kiss, then pulled back and looked up at me with her piercing brown eyes. She reached up and softly ran a finger down my nose. "I don't see this when I look at you," she said, barely above a whisper. She was blushing again. "I don't see your height. Those things don't matter to me. I've been watching you all semester. I see how you treat people; how you interact with them. Even though some treat you poorly, you don't reciprocate. That's real. That's maturity. That's being an adult in a setting where some have forgotten that they're not in high school anymore. That's who I want to be associated with; who I want to share a bit of my life with, even if it is fleeting."

I smiled at her. I couldn't help but wipe a tear from my eye that threatened to spill down my cheek. "Thank you," I whispered. "It's nice to be reminded that life isn't always about seeking justice, just living."

"Says the law student with a four point oh GPA," she said, grinning playfully.

I cocked my head at her, one eyebrow raised. "You know my GPA?"

She shrugged. "Eh. I'm stalking you," she said as if she were telling me the weather. Then laughed. I loved her laughter. I never wanted it to end. I laughed with her. "But, no," she finally continued. "I just guessed from the amount of studying you do. You just confirmed it for me." She winked at me.

I pulled her close then started tickling her. She squeaked and squealed and wriggled, trying to escape my grasp, but to no avail. Somehow we had gotten tangled up in the covers as we played and my face ended up near her crotch. I began to rub her pussy through her panties and she started, going still, before her hips started moving back and forth to my fingers. "Is this okay?" I asked in a hoarse whisper.

"Mmm-hmm," she moaned, nodding. I pulled her panties aside and licked her pussy from top to bottom. It was hairy, but that didn't bother me though I was used to them bare. "Oh, God," she said, breathing heavily. I found her clit with my tongue and flicked it a couple of times before inserting two fingers into her vagina. I found her G-spot and circled it softly as I swirled my tongue around her clit. "Oh, God, Kaden," she cried out. "Fuck!" Her hips were bucking now and I had to use my free hand to restrain her. It was difficult but I managed. Her pussy was soft, warm, and extremely wet. When I took her clit into my mouth and swirled it around, she cried out in bliss, painting my face with her cum as her orgasm slammed into her.

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"So, you fucked her, but you didn't fuck her?" Jules asked breathlessly as Riley bounced up and down on my cock buried deep in her ass.

I had my hands on Ri's tits squeezing and pinching her nipples as she faced away from me. We were on the bed with my legs hanging off and Jess was kneeling before us both on the floor licking and sucking Riley's pussy as she bounced on my cock. I looked over at Jules. She was frantically rubbing her pussy, masturbating.

"Like I said," I told her, panting with exertion. "Yes, and no. I thought she was you when I woke up. When I realized what was happening, I immediately pulled out."

"Bet she was pissed," Jess said, coming off of Riley's pussy. "I know I would have been." Then, she went right back in.

Riley, for her part, was panting and moaning so loud the rest of us had to raise our voices to be heard. "OH-GOD! WILL-YOU-SHUT-THE-FUCK-UP-SO-I-CAN-CUM-ALREADY!?" That didn't really matter. She was about to cum anyway. I could feel her ass tighten around my cock and she cried out, convulsing, before collapsing back into me. She turned her head, cupping my cheek with her hand as she continued to pant. "I missed you, Daddy," she said then kissed me.

I returned her kiss then replied, "I missed you, too, pet."

"My turn!" Jess exclaimed as she jumped up.

"In your ass!?" Riley said, looking surprised.

"Fuck, no!" she exclaimed. "That shit hurt last time." She shook her head. "Mmm-mmm, clean your shit off of him. I'm not looking to make truffle butter."

I roared with laughter as Riley rose off of me and grabbed the wipes to clean my cock. I looked at Jess. "How do you want it, baby girl?" I asked.

"How ever you want me to want it, Master," she replied. She had taken to calling me Master over the last year or so, fully immersing herself in her role as slave.

"How about like the first time we met? Do you remember?" I asked.

"Mmmm," she moaned seductively as she lay facedown next to me, placing her legs together and raising her ass ever so slightly. "How could I forget?"

She looked back and me and I climbed aboard. I thrust into her as my hands took position on her head and back, holding her in place. I leaned down to whisper into her ear. "Like this, my little whore?"

She squealed in rapture as I started pummeling her pussy with my cock. "YES, MASTER!" she cried out. "FUCK! JUST LIKE THAT!"

"So," Jules continued, as if the conversation had never paused. Jessica's moans were muffled with her face in the bed so Jules didn't have to yell this time. "You're going to fuck her for real, but not until I've met her properly?"

"What...about us?" Riley asked, panting. She was masturbating now, too.

"What about you?" I asked, grunting.

Jess pulled her head out of the mattress long enough to ask, "Do...we get...OH FUCK...to meet her...too?" Then she squealed as I felt her pussy tighten up and she came.

I collapsed on top of her, panting as I replied. "Do you...want to?"

Jules crawled across the bed and lay on her back with her head hanging off the edge. "Can I have your cock down my throat, Daddy?" she asked.

"You know what's going to happen when I do that, right?" I asked.

She nodded but Jess piped up in a pout. "Hey, I was going to swallow his cock this time."

I leaned in and kissed her as she knelt on the bed. "We have all weekend, little one."

She smiled then pouted again as she relented. "Okaaaay."

I got off the bed and positioned my cock at Jules' mouth. "Ready?" I asked. She nodded. "It's most likely going to be immediate."

"Daddy, if you don't hurry up and stick your di-" she said but I cut her off by giving her exactly what she wanted.

I readied myself for what was to come as I felt her swallow the head and when it passed into her throat, stretching her collar wide around her neck, I exploded straight into her esophagus. "FUUUUUCK!!" I roared.

Jules' hands were frantically rubbing her pussy, then her body was shaking as if she was having a seizure as her own orgasm rocketed through her. She wasn't able to make a sound since my cock was down her throat but I could tell she wanted to scream. I heard two more screams and looking over, Jess and Ri had both orgasmed as well. When I went dry, I paused, then noticed Jules frantically slapping my ass and trying to push me back. I looked down and noticed she was turning purple, so I pulled out of her quickly, being carful not to damage her throat. She panted and coughed as she took deep, shuddering breaths. She sat up and I wrapped her up from behind, pulling her arms up so she could breath better. When she was somewhat recovered she said in a deep, raspy voice, "I fucking love that, Daddy!"

We all had a good laugh and I grabbed a nearby shirt and wiped the drool from her lips. Her eyes were bloodshot and she looked like she was about to lose consciousness so I lay her down and pulled her close, acting as her big spoon. Jess and Ri came over and climbed into the bed at my back, Riley snuggling up to my back as my big spoon and Jess being hers. Jess had her hands over Riley and was touching me so all my girls had contact with me at some point. "Yes," I suddenly said, smiling.

"Yes, what?" Jess asked, raising her head to look at me over Riley's head.

"Yes, you two can meet her as well," I told her. "It's probably going to come as a shock to her, though." I chuckled.

Riley hummed sleepily at my back. "Well, if she doesn't run away screaming when she finds out, she'll fit right in." She giggled tiredly.

"Talk m... ...morrow," Jules mumbled. "Sle..." and she was out.

I heard the other two's breathing even out as their bodies relaxed. They had fallen asleep as well. I wasn't far behind. As I yawned, images of Becca's perfect body flashed through my mind in various states of eroticism. Before sleep took me, the last vision I had of her was her beneath me, legs spread as wide as they would go, my cock gliding in and out of her. "Make me a mommy," she mouthed and I started awake.

It seemed I hadn't been asleep for very long at all but it was already morning. I could smell breakfast being cooked and I tried for a smile but that last image had me troubled. I got out of the empty bed and headed for the bathroom. Skipping the toilet, I got in the shower only to realize Riley was already in there. "Daddy?" she asked. "Are you okay?"

I composed myself and smiled at her. "Sure, pet, sure," I told her but she knew better.

"Uh huh," she said dryly. "Spill," she said with authority. I raised a stern eyebrow at her and she quickly said, "Please?" shrinking back slightly with a playful smile.

I sighed as I joined her in the shower. She was just finishing up so she stuck around and washed me as I talked. "I had the weirdest dream," I began as she poured water over me then ran soap all over my body. "I dreamt of Becca. Well, I mean, what guy wouldn't dream about her the way I did." I was talking but was looking far off into the distance. I absently moved my body where Ri needed me to so she could clean me. "All the various places and positions we fucked in." I shook my head and chuckled. "Damn. Anyway, the last one before I woke up was with her under me as we fucked. Just before I woke up, she mouthed the words, 'Make me a mommy.'" I looked at Ri then. She had paused stroking my now hard cock and looked up at me.

"Interesting," she said simply, shrugging and continuing to wash my member.

I chuckled. "I think it's clean, love," I told her with a grin.

"Yeah, but not clean enough, I don't think," she said wickedly as she continued to stroke me.

"If you say so," I told her, then rinsed off and turned her around, slamming her against the wall as I rammed my dick deep inside her from behind.

"Oh, Daddy!" she cried out.

A short time later, coming out of the bathroom, I heard Jess call from the kitchen, "Breakfast is ready!"

"And put on some clothes when you come out!" Jules called. "We have company!"

I looked at Riley in confusion but she just shot me a knowing wink and moved to get dressed. "Who's here?" I asked.

"I promised not to tell, Daddy," she said before straightening her shirt and walking out the door.

"At least put some shorts on, you little slut!" I called after her.

She laughed and wiggled her ass playfully as she disappeared out the door. "Panties are enough for me!" she called back.

I shook my head and grinned. Finishing dressing, I went out to the kitchen, images of Becca still in my head then pulled up short, blinking in confusion. The images of her weren't just in my head anymore. "Hi, Kaden," Becca meekly called to me from the kitchen island.

I looked at her, then Riley who smiled playfully as she took a bite of bacon as she leaned with her beautiful ass against the counter with her legs crossed, then Jess who also was smiling and had just finished up an omelet and put it on a plate to hand it to me, then Jules who was looking at me with a mix of mischievousness and uncertainty. I narrowed my eyes at her. Jules held up her hands as if to ward me off. "It's not my fault this time, Daddy," she said, trying to placate me. "I promise."

Becca was looking back and forth between me and Jules, noticing the irritation in my eyes before speaking up. "I'm afraid it might be mine, Kaden," she said almost in a whisper.

I looked at her in confusion. "Weren't you supposed to be going home this weekend?" I asked.

She nodded. "Yes, but, after yesterday, which was amazing, by the way," she said, blushing deeply as she curled a stray lock of her black hair behind her ear. "I couldn't stop thinking about it and wanted to get it over with."

"Uh, get what over with, exactly?" Jess said, still holding my plate out toward me. I took it from her and she sat down at the island across from Becca.

Becca looked at Jules. "Um, meeting Julie," she stated meekly.

"She was still worried whether or not she was going to get her ass kicked," Riley said with a laugh before stifling it at my glare. "Sorry," she said.

Becca shrugged with a slight smile as Jules said, "She texted you early this morning and I had just woken up. So, rather than wake you up, I let you sleep and pretended I...was...you..." She trailed off as I looked at her, my stare becoming a scowl then a glare.