Dominance Games With Step-Mommy

Then she started slapping my breasts, from the side, hard, shooting even more exquisite bolts of pain through my body.

When she began violently thrusting in an out of my pussy, I had an immediate, deep, never-seeming-to-end orgasm! Even in the throes of ecstasy from the convulsions wracking my body from deep within my loins, I was suddenly aware there was wetness, everywhere, and it was fountaining out of me! I was squirting! I had never done this before, didn't even know I could. And the feeling was so indescribably intense!

That too, went on and on!

As I was coming down from the orgasm, Charlotte released the paper clips and the blood returned to my nipples, flooding me again with an exquisite pain! She bent down and took each one in her mouth and played with them with her tongue, sucking and blowing on them, each sensation driving me rapidly back to another orgasm!

She withdrew the dildo from my body, and let me catch my breath.

"Did you like that?"

"Oh, God, I did!" I wailed. I didn't want to admit it. I didn't want to acknowledge that I had, in fact, loved every second of it, but I couldn't help but answer honestly.

"Well, good news, tiger," she said. "We're only getting started!"

"Wh- what?"

She held up another paper clip, with a yellow dot on it.

"See this one? It's been modified so it isn't as strong as the others. Guess where it's going?" She was holding it against my tummy, just under my naval. Slowly she began moving it down towards my slit.

"No," I said.

"What's the matter, angel?" she asked. "Don't you trust me?"

"NO!"

"Don't you love me?"

"I ..." ok, this I really did not want to admit! But I was helpless. "Yes."

That took her aback for a second.

"Well, then. Would you say you are at least a little curious what it would be like? To have this one clamped to your clit?"

"I'm afraid!" I said.

"Why?"

"It'll hurt!

"Baby," she said, looking me in the eye, "I promise you this will not hurt, and it will not do any damage. I'm taking all kinds of liberties with you and your body, here, yes. But I will never hurt you, or do harm to you. Now, want to at least try this?"

"No!"

"Too bad," she said, and placed the clip over my clit and released it. Again, the pain rushed through my body like fire, and I took a deep breath to scream ... and she plunged the strap-on dildo back inside my vagina, sinking it all the way with in me. She then slapped both of my breasts, hard, five times, and started thrusting like a madman again, stroking the full length of the dildo in and out of my vagina, bottoming fully against me on the inward stroke.

As before, I was instantly swept up in a tidal wave orgasm, if anything, even bigger, and stronger, than before!

I was starting to come down from the orgasm, when she started pinching and sucking my nipples, pushing me back into another orgasm. And once again, I squirted all over us, so deep was the effect of the orgasm within me.

Finally, she pulled out of me and released my nipples, but the clamp was still on my clit, driving me mad!

"The best part is yet to come, gorgeous," she said. She stood up, and moved down so her face was over my vulva. She was rubbing and stroking my vulva, teasing my labia, slapping my pubic mound, and all I could do was writhe, helplessly, in torturous ecstasy!

All at once, she removed the clamp, and the sensation came flooding back into me in the most intimate part of my body. I was about to moan,. When suddenly she was going down on my pussy! She had two fingers inside my vagina, and her mouth was clamped to my clit, and she slowly, lightly, tongued my now hypersensitive clit. Yes, once again, I had an almost immediate orgasm!

As I was coming down from that one, she arose, and untied my hands and feet. I lay on the bed, on my back, utterly destroyed. She came back and cuddled up against me.

"Now, Princess," she said. "Say you love me."

"I do!" I wailed, and cried. She gently stroked her hands over my face, neck, and body, up and down my belly.

"Say the words, Princess."

"I love you! Charlotte, I love you!"

"Thank you, love," she said, and gently kissed my forehead, then my lips.

"Charlotte?" I hated how I sounded like a frightened little girl, but there was no hiding it, "Are you still going to fuck my ass? I, I c-can't ... not now ..."

"No. Looks like I wore you out again, too soon. And you know, it doesn't have to come to that, Princess. I think it's safe to say that we are lovers, now, don't you?"

I knew what was coming, and I still couldn't let it go. I couldn't give up on this one thing! I didn't answer her.

She rested her fingertips on one of my still wondrously sensitive nipples, triggering after-shock shudders in my loins, and I said,

"Yes. We are lovers, now. I meant it when I said I love you. I don't want to! But I do."

"And I love you, Princess," she said. "So, let's review our situation, shall we?

"You will no longer steal from your father, or allow your girlfriends to steal from him, yes?"

"Yes," I said. She kissed my lips.

"You will no longer attempt to sabotage my relationship with your father, yes?"

"Yes." She kissed my chest, directly over my heart.

"You agree that we are now lovers, yes?"

"Yes." She moved back up and nuzzled my neck, giving it several light kisses.

"You agree that I am now a worthy lover and wife for your father, yes?"

"Yes." She kissed my lips, gently, again.

"Ok. Now. The big one, darling. You agree that I am the woman of this house. Yes?"

"No."

She sighed. She got up, spread my legs, and mounted me, missionary style. I was dreading what was coming next, I just wasn't up for any further hard treatment tonight, even as wonderful as she had been making it. But all she did was place her forehead on my chest, directly between my breasts, and hold herself like that.

I heard her sob, felt her body shake with it. And even though my body was covered in my own sweat, her sweat, and all the fluid from my squirting, I felt her tears fall on my chest.

I couldn't help myself. I put my arms around her and held her to me. "Don't cry," I said.

"I can't help it," she said. "You leave me no choice. The lessons will resume, tomorrow night, Princess. You're getting fucked in the ass."

Hearing the sadness in her voice, I started to cry. But she lay down beside me, and was stroking my arms, and said, "Don't worry, Princess. I'll make it worth your while."

She removed the strap-on, then insisted we get up, take a shower, which we did together. She also made that a wonderful experience, too.

We tore the sheets off the bed and tossed them in the wash, put new ones on, and I lay down to go to sleep. She turned to leave, and I said,

"Stay with me? Please?"

"I was afraid you wouldn't ask," she said, and cuddled up behind me.

Chapter III

An Expanded Defense

I had a surprise waiting for Charlotte, this evening. I had recruited allies. Though one of them didn't quite know the truth of the situation.

The names of my allies? Daniel Jones, 19, and he was one of the sweetest, hottest, most fit young men you would ever want to meet. We had been on-and-off lovers since we both turned 18. He was always fantastic in bed. I was considering talking to him about a long-term relationship, until I met Sheila, and she turned my attention away from boys. I decided to recruit him to fuck Charlotte senseless, record it, and show it to Daddy. Charlotte had said they had an open relationship, sexually, sure. But with a man and two women so much younger than herself? We'd see what Daddy thought about that!

Two young women? Oh, yes. My other ally. Sheila. She was just the hottest, short-haired, slender, small-breasted brunette treasure you ever saw. I don't know what it was about her body that made her so hot, but she routinely took attention away from girls whose figures had been far more abundantly endowed. When I say small-breasted, I mean it: she was flat. Just the very lightest curve and swell to her chest, capped with luscious, long nipples. But you couldn't look away from her.

I had invited them over to the house. We would wait for Charlotte to arrive. We'd start making love, record it, then boom. Show Daddy! And the interloper would be vanquished. I was surprised at how sad the thought made me. But I had a plan, and I was going forward with it! "You're sure this is all a role-play game?" Daniel asked me.

This question of his highlighted one of the flaws in my plan: I couldn't tell Daniel I was doing this for nefarious purposes. Or he'd never agree! He really is the sweetest man. If he knew the truth, he'd never participate. So ... I lied to him. "Yes, Daniel, this is all an elaborate role-play game. Charlotte has both male and female lovers over all the time. And I know she'll like you! When Charlotte comes home, she'll pretend to be surprised to see us all, but really, she and I set this up. You'll be the intruder, and you'll take her, and ravish her, and fuck her brains out. And Sheila and I will be making love on the bed next to you two."

We were out at the swimming pool, and all three of us were sun-bathing, naked. Oh, my goodness, Daniel was such a fine specimen of a man! It made me wonder how it was Sheila had pried me away from him? But then I looked over at Sheila, and, well, my heart went boom, like it always did whenever I beheld her beauty.

Sheila was presenting a different problem. Sheila was exclusively a lesbian. No interest in men whatsoever. And yet, here she was, sunbathing naked with Daniel and I, and I swear I couldn't pry her eyes away from Daniel!

"Sasha?" she said, "Do I have to suck Daniel's cock, too?"

"Just for a little baby, please? So it seems believable that Daniel is taking us against our will. Can you do that? For me?"

"You know," she said, staring at Daniel's crotch, "I think maybe yes, I could give it a try ..." I saw her reach down and rub her slit. In response, I saw Daniel's cock begin to swell. I'd been having my hands full, pardon the pun, holding them back from fucking me senseless all afternoon! And now it seemed my girlfriend was hot for a boy!

"Guys, stop it!" I said. "Save it for Charlotte!"

"She'll be home soon, then?" Daniel asked.

"Yes."

"Daniel?" Sheila asked. "Can I come over there with you, and cuddle?"

"Sheila, you don't even like guys! And you're supposed to be my girlfriend!" I said.

"I think maybe there's one guy who doesn't seem all bad. And he's not being a mean bitch, like you!"

"Is this all part of the role-play?" Daniel asked.

"Yes, Daniel," I said. "All just a role-play.

"In front of your stepmom?" Daniel asked. "That sounds ... odd ..."

"I'll admit it's a little unusual," I said. "But you'll see. It'll be hot!"

"But ... why does she want this?" Daniel asked.

"She has rape fantasies," I said. "It's nothing unusual. Lots of women have them. When it's not actual rape, when it's consensual between all parties involved, it can be lots of fun. You'll see! And you'll love Charlotte, she's just gorgeous!"

"If you say so," Daniel said. "But if she's going to be acting like she is being raped, how will I know if she really does want me to stop?"

"She has a safe word," I said. ""Elektra." If she says that, then stop." I don't know why, but I thought that was funny.

"I don't know ..."

"It'll be fun! You'll see!"

"Sheila?" Daniel said. "What do you think about this?"

"I'd say go with it, slugger! And after you've finished her off, maybe you can come and see us, in Sasha's room? If you have anything left to work with? I bet it'll be fun!"

Like most young men his age, he was hornier than he was smart, and the thought of being in bed with three beautiful women was a persuasive temptation.

When Charlotte got home, we had everything set up. Sheila and I were naked, our hands tied behind our backs, on our knees, the door behind us. Daniel was standing in front of us, facing towards the door, naked, and alternately shoving his cock in my mouth, then in Sheila's mouth. I couldn't help but notice that Sheila was really, seriously, getting off on sucking Danial's cock! Anyway, that was the scene that greeted Charlotte when she walked through the door.

She let out a startled cry, and said, "What is going on here?"

While Sheila had his cock in her mouth, Daniel reached down to me, grabbed my hair, arching my neck backwards, and said, "I'm just having a little fun, raping these two bitches!" I thought he sounded very convincing!

"Please don't hurt them!" she cried.

"Um ..." Daniel said. This wasn't what any of us thought she would say.

"Charlotte," I gasped, "Don't stay! He'll rape you, too!"

Charlotte looked at Daniel and said, "If I let you rape me, will you promise not to rape the girls?"

"Uh ..."

"Please don't rape my stepmother, please!" I said, trying to remind the big dummy to get back to the script.

"Yes!" Daniel said. "You let me strip you naked, carry you upstairs, and throw you down on the bed and rape you, and I'll spare the girls!"

"If ... if you must ..." Charlotte said.

Daniel raced over to her, and hurriedly stripped her naked right where she stood. I think he was getting into the fantasy of it all, because it was like Charlotte's clothes exploded off her body! He swept her up in his arms, and ran up the stairs.

I could only stare in awe at the effortless, casual display of the strength and power of the male body. I mean, he literally ran up the stairs, accelerating the whole way, while Charlotte's scream echoed off the walls of the staircase. Sheila looked at me and said, "My God, Sasha! How did I ever tempt you away from all that? You never told me how good he tasted! Do you think he would have sex with me?"

"Never mind," I said. "The plan is still on! Let's get up there and join in!"

Ever tried climbing stairs with your hands tied behind you? It's trickier than you would think! By this point, we should have heard the sounds of rough sex. Daniel was supposed to get his dick in her, then shout for us to come up too. But he didn't. There was no sound at all!

We walked into the master bedroom, and neither of them were to be seen. We walked in further, and I called out, "Charlotte? Daniel?" This was not going according to plan.

The door slammed shut behind me, and there stood Charlotte and Daniel, staring at me, looking very angry. I looked over at Sheila, and was surprised to see she was staring at me, too, anger in her eyes.

"What?" I managed to say, before Charlotte and Daniel jumped on me, threw me on the bed, flipped me over on my belly, and had my feet tied to the bed. They didn't have any trouble, as my hands were still tied from downstairs.

Daniel approached the bed, and kneeled down beside it. He looked hurt and angry.

"You lied to me. You tried to get me to do something that could have been very hurtful, to Charlotte. You tried to use me."

"You know Charlotte?" I asked.

Charlotte walked up behind him, and put her hand on his shoulders, tilted his head back, and gave him a long, deep, open mouth kiss. "I was Daniel's first," she said. "I took his virginity. And he was so lovely, so sweet, so gentle, despite all this muscle. He listened to me, and took his time, and was just wonderful."

"When?" I asked.

"On my 18^th birthday," Daniel said. Aunt Charlotte was my present. At least, the one I'll always remember the most, for the rest of my life."

"Oh, you lovely man!" Charlotte said, and they kissed again.

"How did you find out?" I asked, bewildered.

"Ask Sheila," Charlotte said.

Charlotte went over and untied Sheila's hands. Sheila sat down on the bed on the other side of me. "Sasha, I called her this afternoon, after we spoke, and told her everything."

"What?" I cried. "You bitch! Why?"

She reached out and stroked my face. I tried to move away, but with my hands tied behind my back, and feet tied to the bed, face down, I didn't really have anywhere to go. She left her hand on my face.

"I did it for you, Sasha."

"Me?"

"To keep you from doing something truly awful! If this had worked, Charlotte might have truly thought she was being raped. And what would that have done to Daniel, when he found out how he was used? Did you think of any of that?

"Sasha, you've got a problem," she said. "You've got this idea in your mind, and it made you set this up, and it's so awful."

"You were going to help me frame Charlotte just two days ago," I said.

"I know. And I'm glad we got caught. I've been thinking about that ever since, and I'm not proud of that episode. I was wondering how I could repay Charlotte for that, to make amends. But you? Now you're escalating the lengths to which you will go to drive Charlotte away! Are you proud of that? If this had worked, could you ever live with yourself? And you were willing to lie to Daniel, and use him. Because you know he would never agree to anything like this!"

I was caught, red-handed, utterly exposed. In fury, I lashed out at Sheila. "What do you care? You don't even like boys! I had to convince you to suck his cock just for a few minutes, for this!"

"Well, I like Daniel, now," she said. "Daniel? Can we get dressed, and go on a date? I think we should leave so Sasha and Charlotte can talk."

"Oh, won't you both stay?" Charlotte asked. "Sasha and I aren't going to be talking much, and since she wronged you two as well, I'd say you both have a right to use her as you wish, also."

"WHAT?" I cried.

"I don't know," Daniel said. "I'm just not all that into the rough stuff. Punishment is not my thing at all, especially with sex."

"Oh, God!" Sheila said. "I could just fall to my knees right now and suck your cock as far into my body as I can take it!"

"Hold off for a bit there, beautiful," Charlotte said. "You'll get your chance, if Daniel is willing, I promise." She turned to Daniel and said, "It's a shame you don't like the rough stuff, lover-boy. My God, when you ran up the stairs with me? I'm going to remember that the rest of my life!"

"I think you should stay, too," Sheila said. "If Sasha wants to play these kinds of games, then let's play." She pressed herself up against Daniel, and said, "I'd love see you fuck Sasha, right here, tied up like this. And I think it'd do her some good!" She reached over and spanked my ass. It wasn't hard, but the shock of it made me cry out all the same.

"Charlotte?" Daniel said, "What do you think? I know you're a lot smarter about this sort of thing than I am."

She pressed herself against his back, and said, "I'll bet that if you feel her pussy, she's already soaking wet, just from listening to us."

Daniels hand gently pressed itself to my slit, and I couldn't help but groan in pleasure. I was beyond wet. I was aching!

"She is wet," he said. "Sasha? You get the final say. Do you want this?"

" ... yes ..." I said, in a small voice.

"She does look hot, tied up like that, doesn't she, Daniel?" Charlotte asked.

"She does!"

"And when you're done, you can have me. Unless you'd like to make love to Sheila, first?"

"Sheila?" he asked, "You were serious about that?"

"I am. Oh, I am! I've never been with a man, before. Yours is the first cock I've ever touched, let alone sucked. All afternoon I've wanted to just jump on you, take you, and screw your brains out!"

Daniel swept her up in a hug and crushed her to his chest. She squealed in delight, then said, "But first? Fuck this lying bitch!"

He walked to the bed, and I didn't even wait for him to say anything, I lifted my ass in the air to present my vagina to him. He gently rubbed the head of his cock up and down in my slit. I felt his cock on my inner and outer labia. When he proceeded farther up, when the head of his cock touched my clit, it was like an electric shock went through my whole body, and I groaned in response. After he had thoroughly wetted his cock in my desire, he lined up on my entrance, and gently pushed himself inside me, making me writhe and gasp, helplessly, on the bed, as my body accepted his cock deep within me. He began thrusting in and out of me, slowly, at first, then picking up speed. Again I wondered why I had traded him for Sheila, Daniel had always been such a great lover. And now I knew why: he had learned it from Aunt Charlotte! Her influence in my life was everywhere, even in my lovers!