Dominion: A Tale of Wealth & Power

Carl swam over to Mary and hugged her. There was something about a slippery woman's body that excited him, but he had never been one for having sex in a pool. Oral sex yes, but normal sex no. It just washed away all the bodies normal lubrication's and just made it a lot more difficult. Still he could enjoy the sensations.

" So Mary I take it you are enjoying yourself immensely here at the Dominion. In fact I don't think I have ever seen someone take to it quite so easily," he smiled at her as he floated beside her. "I have to ask you though, there must be something you would love to do while you are here. You know we don't judge here, well at least I do not and you know Josephine will not, so tell me, is there something you have always wished you could do but have been to frightened to say or ask for? Perhaps I can help you make it happen," he grinned at her.
 
Josephine groaned in loud and lascivious approval as Karen continued to lick her clitoris and probe her with two dynamic fingers. “What....”

Josephine never completed whatever question she had in mind. Just then, Karen’s fingers brushed firmly across her G-spot. Josephine cried out. “Oh... YES!!!”

Karen smiled around her extended tongue when Josephine reacted to her probing fingers. Curling them a bit further, she pressed and massaged Josephine's G-spot while increasing the pressure of her twittering tongue tip upon Josephine's clitoris.

 
"That's it, Baby!" Dawn groaned after a long silence, during which Malcolm had faithfully and patiently eaten her. For the past few minutes, he had simply lapped her clitoris with quick even licks. Unable to resist any longer, Dawn allowed herself to come.

Malcolm once again tasted Dawn as she came across his face. He could do nothing else as he tasted her, her sweet juices covering his face. His tongue lapping her up as she waited to see her next move.
 
"We can have more fun in the Jacuzzi than the shower!" Alysa suggested, licking her lips suggestively.

"'Fun'?" Michele chuckled in reply, not being one to ever avoid such fun. "I thought you just wanted to get clean. Oh, alright, the Jacuzzi it shall be. Fill it up nice and warm, and remember not to turn on the power until the water is well over the jet holes."

She turned, opened a cupboard, and started picking out supplies.


I nodded, smiling a little larger at the way Michele worded her response as if the request to move to the Jacuzzi was just so taxing to her over the shower. "Well, if you do not wish to do either I guess we could dress and go do some dusting of the library or some other room that needs it." I say teasingly to her.

My true intentions where not as they seem. I have found someone that showed a little concern to my situation and treated me with respect. What occurred after that was something I didn't plan on but spark a flame where there never was one, however that still didn't make me accept the whole book. I found myself interested in this chapter name Michele and that is as far as I wish to read in this book.

The Jacuzzi would allow me to stay in this chapter, in which I have accepted, but I fear to move out of this room for I'm still not peeved to the idea of prancing around the place advertising that I want to have sex for that would be the farthest thing from what I would want.

I Do as Michele asks of me but now I feel like I must be honest with her. "Michele, my reason behind the change isn't for fun, it's a delaying tactic for I don't want to go out past that door." I turn and look at her.. "I don't want to be a prancing around whore." I can feel my body shake as I begin to think about it.
 
Sometime during Mary and Carl's poolside lovemaking, Maurice would slip away back into the manor, looking for something or someone to hold his interest while he was in reflection, retiring to an unoccupied parlor. He'd find his glance moored to a nearby piano. A thought entered his mind. It wasn't long before he set himself before the grand piano sitting at the bench, he peeled back the cover on the keys and his fingers hovered over the monochrome assortment of keys, his hands settling on the keyboard, and he began to play it by the ear. Maurice wasn't much of a concert singer, but his talent for performing was there.

"Start my day up on the roof
There’s nothing like this type of view
Point the clicker at the tube
I prefer expensive news

New car, new girl
New ice, new glass
New watch, good times babe
It's good times, yeah

She wash my back three times a day
This shower head feels so amazing
We’ll both be high, the help don’t stare
They just walk by, they must don’t care
A million one, a million two
A hundred more will never do"
 
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"I don't want to go out past that door," Alysa says with a nod toward the bedroom and the whole house beyond, and begins to tremble. "I don't want to be a prancing around whore."

"Oh! Sweetie!" Michele replies, quickly depositing two luffas and bottle of body wash on the ledge next to the Jacuzzi, then gathering Alysa in her arms. "You don't have to be... not a 'whore,' at any rate. The way Josephine acted before.... That was... unusual. I'm sure you won't again have to be intimate with anyone you don't want. I mean, I've never seen her do that to anyone against their will before. I'm sure she was just angry about you spying. I can't believe.... Um... I'll talk to her, okay?"
 
Like an Angels’ Choir



“Oh... YES!!!” Josephine screamed when Karen’s fingertips brushed firmly across her G-spot. Curling her two fingers a bit further, Karen pressed and massaged the same area while she increased the pressure of her twittering tongue tip upon Josephine’s clitoris. This made Josephine cry out even louder. “Perfect! My God! That’s....”

Orgasm overwhelmed Josephine then. Her whole body froze in muscular tension as purest ecstasy coursed along every fiber of her being. Then she collapsed backwards across her desktop, her head thrown back and danging over the edge by her office chair.

“Heavenly,” Josephine sighed, thinking how wonderful to come down from that climax hearing someone singing and playing piano in the next room.


 
I close my eyes and wrap my arms around Michele while she embraces me. I push my face into the area between her neck and shoulder, taking in her sweet scent while listening to her smoothing words. I step more into her embrace as the emotional warmth of being in someone arms flows over my body once more as it did when we embraced a while back.

I hold her tightly feeling her soft skin, but mostly feeling her tautness, which was as smoothing to me as mush as her words. She seemed one that can be soft and loving, but a strong mind when that firm side would be needed. It almost reminded me of myself before losing that inner strength to the overpowering skill of Josephine.

I place several soft kisses behind her ear and down the slope of her neck nodding my acceptance of her willing to speak with Josephine. In this nod of mine I agree to continue with the deal that I had with the Lady of the House. I trust Michele, but she was even under the whim of the Lady but I feel Michele might have a slightly appeal that Josephine adheres too. I know that I have a deep one for Michele myself and that is why I will venture out that door with her now for she knows how I feel and I feel that she will keep an eye over me.

Pulling a little from her. “Thank you.. I owe you so much already. I would be a petrified statue still down in Josephine‘s office if it wasn’t for you.” I whisper before leaning in and kissing her softly several times before pressing a more deeper kiss upon her soft lips.. “Now that I feel less petrified of that doorway. I’ll adhere to your wish of Bath or shower.. I know the Lady of the House is more than wondering where we are at and why we haven‘t joined back with her.” I look into her beautiful orbs waiting for her guidance.
 
"So tell me," Prince Carl grinned. "Is there something you have always wished you could do but have been too frightened to say or ask for? Perhaps I can help you make it happen."

"Um...." Mary blushed. She had planned today her own little around-the-world adventure. It had started with making love with the Asian butler, Tim. Then she had made love out here, first with the American businessman, William, and then with Carl, the European nobleman. She wanted to top off this interracial debauchery with Maurice, the African-American attorney, but did not know where he had gone.

"Er... No," Mary chuckled nervously, recognizing the lewd wantonness of these desires. Somehow, this weekend had brought forth a lascivious aspect of her character Mary had never before even suspected herself of having. She felt as if this time at Dominion Manor existed somehow outside reality and allowed her to live out the very sorts of salacious fantasies Carl had asked her to share with him. Well, he had already done his part for this fantasy. Now she wanted Maurice. "Uh... Nothing that you could make happen, anyway."
 
As her orgasm subsided. Dawn settled onto the bed next to Malcolm. As she lay there, catching her breath, she reached over with her right hand and started to softly trace her index finger up and down the length of his erection, diverting it on every third or fourth pass to circle gently the fringe of its engorged head.

"Looks yummy," she said as she continued her soft, solitary, fingertip strokes of his stiff organ. "I wonder if I should bother to taste it before I wander off."
 
"But now you have me in the mood for that bath," Michele chuckled as she brushed her lips across Alysa's cheek and ear. "And I'll still scrub your back."

She started moving them as one toward the Jacuzzi.
 
“Oh... YES!!!” Josephine screamed when Karen’s fingertips brushed firmly across her G-spot. Curling her two fingers a bit further, Karen pressed and massaged the same area while she increased the pressure of her twittering tongue tip upon Josephine’s clitoris. This made Josephine cry out even louder. “Perfect! My God! That’s....”

Orgasm overwhelmed Josephine then. Her whole body froze in muscular tension as purest ecstasy coursed along every fiber of her being. Then she collapsed backwards across her desktop, her head thrown back and danging over the edge by her office chair.

“Heavenly,” Josephine sighed, thinking how wonderful to come down from that climax hearing someone singing and playing piano in the next room.

Wiping her mouth on the back of her hand, Karen stood up and admired Josephine's lovely form splayed across the desk, still trembling from orgasm aftershocks. She smiled at the sound of piano and singing coming from the next room. When she saw Josephine had caught her breath, Karen spoke gently.

"I suppose we need to be getting back to your guests now."

 

"Looks yummy," she said as she continued her soft, solitary, fingertip strokes of his stiff organ. "I wonder if I should bother to taste it before I wander off."



Malcolm let out a deep breath loving the way Dawn stroked his cock. He finally whispered, "I am told it can be quite tasty."
 
Carl knew he wasn't being rejected but that there was definately something wicked on the officers mind. He glided around her body and gently began to massage her shoulders and neck again. It was actually quite easy to do in the water and rather relaxing and while he did so he tried to think of what could be running through her cute little mind.

Obviously she still had sex on her mind, but if it was not something he could help with that left him with a puzzle. It then meant that it was either a female she was now craving or another male. If it was another male why would he be able to give Mary something that Carl could not. He didn't think Mary was that shallow she was referring to size, besides he was not that bad in that department, no it was something else. So think man.

His hands wandered up and down her back and along her arms as he continued to digest the problem. Hmm who was here. Well himself, William, Malcolm, Maurice, Tim, Chauncey, Ian and the professor. He didn't think the Professor was on her list so that left the others. He thought about each of them and began to see something. Most were Multi national. Tim Asian, Maurice African American, He was Scandinavian, Ian had Irish heritage and he thought Malcolm had English or Scottish. The odd ones out seemed to be William and Chauncey as they were both American. Still if that was the case...

Smiling he moved his head closer and began to whisper in her ear. "So, you are trying to travel the world without actually leaving the States I see. I believe I get why I can no longer 'Help' you my dear. Still if you would tell me your next target, perhaps I could help you out. Maybe give him a little nudge in your direction, or if you want give him an outright invitation. If you would like I could always go fetch him for you and send him here," he chuckled as he slowly rubbed her nipples. Well no use not getting her excited again was there.
 
Senior Moment



“I suppose we need to be getting back to your guests now,” Karen suggested.

Josephine, splayed across her desktop with her head thrown back and hanging over the edge by her office chair, sighed as the last shudders of orgasm worked their way through her body, leave warm serenity behind.

“I suppose so,” she replied. She lifted her right arm, dangling her limp hand toward Karen. “Be a dear once more, my love, and help an old woman sit up.”



 
"But now you have me in the mood for that bath," Michele chuckled as she brushed her lips across Alysa's cheek and ear. "And I'll still scrub your back."

She started moving them as one toward the Jacuzzi.

I feel my face moving against Michele's soft lips while she brushes across my face and whispers into my ear about still wanting to scrub my back, "I hope you want to scrub more than just my back." I basically moan out to her. My eyes locking onto hers when she turns us as one and walks me toward the Jacuzzi.

"Michele how long have you been here? What did you do before you took up residence here?" I ask now wanting to know everything thing about my new companion. I just hope that my questions didn't kill the mood for all this could be discussed later over the course of the day.

I hold up my hand quickly after the question in a never mind swipe as if I was erasing a blackboard with those questions written upon it. "Never mind, we can socialize over dinner perhaps." I Step into the water and lower myself down into it. "OH MY GOD! I'm in love!" I close my eyes and accepting the gentle massaging of the water upon my body..
 
"I am told it can be quite tasty," Malcolm said breathlessly of his penis in reply to Dawn's teasing.

"Alright then," Dawn chuckled deeply. "I suppose I should try it myself."

She shifted on the bed, maintaining her finger's contact with his erection until reaching it with her tongue. Then, never taking it in her mouth, she traced her tongue-tip softly up and down the length of his stiff organ, diverting it on every third or fourth pass to circle gently the fringe of its engorged head.
 
"OH MY GOD!" Alysa sighs as she settles down into the Jacuzzi and closes her eyes. "I'm in love!"

"'Love,'" Michele smiles at her comment as she steps into the tub and lowers herself into the hot, streaming water, facing Alysa. "That's the point of this place. Josephine believes in love, love of all kinds. Not just physical love or even emotional love, she promotes intellectual loves, art, music, philosophy. She supports my studies of history. She's really a wonderful person. That's why I say her reaction this morning was some sort of aberration. You have so much love in you, Alysa. Once you get to know her, I bet you'll love Josephine as much as I do."
 
My eyes open to move up to watch Michele's beautiful body slide gracefully into the water, while her choice to dictate my word of love brought my eyes to focus upon hers; I was curious to see where she was going with this, for as I have already come to the conclusion that she was a very intelligent lady.

When she began to speak about the Lady of the house, my eyes faltered down from hers to the ripples that cascaded across the water. I shook my head slightly not seeing the vision as she is seeing it, but then again it's has only been a few hours since the rape so I was still biased to the thought of loving her.

"Michele, Your a very gentle and loving soul with an insight that I just don't see happening. Does an impulse excuse all the wrong doings that plague this world? Does she get a pass of raping me on an impulse? I ... " I stop as I don't like my tone of voice that I'm conveying toward her.

"If you will stay by myside for a few days when I'm around her.. I will give her the opportunity to prove to me that what occurred a few hours ago was a mistake and that she wields remorse for what she did. I will give your insight a different view." I move toward her... "I'm sorry, I did trespass upon her life and I have no right to issue demands to her. I will keep an open mind and see how things come about, but I do wish for you to stay close to me for a few days when I'm around her."

I moved to embrace her looking for that comfort that she brings to me when I'm close to her. "May I hold you?" I whisper as I move into her frame.
 
"Alright then," Dawn chuckled deeply. "I suppose I should try it myself."

She shifted on the bed, maintaining her finger's contact with his erection until reaching it with her tongue. Then, never taking it in her mouth, she traced her tongue-tip softly up and down the length of his stiff organ, diverting it on every third or fourth pass to circle gently the fringe of its engorged head.



Finally Malcolm's hard cock was getting some attention. Dawn carefully let her tongue circle around it. He could feel as she used her tongue across every inch of his cock, and never doing any more. He could finally see a bit more admiring Dawn's naked body. She looked lovely up there, and he couldn't wait for her to change her position again.
 
“I suppose we need to be getting back to your guests now,” Karen suggested.

Josephine, splayed across her desktop with her head thrown back and hanging over the edge by her office chair, sighed as the last shudders of orgasm worked their way through her body, leave warm serenity behind.

“I suppose so,” she replied. She lifted her right arm, dangling her limp hand toward Karen. “Be a dear once more, my love, and help an old woman sit up.”


"You're not 'old,'" Karen chuckled as she took Josephine's proffered hand and gently pulled her to a sitting position on the desk. "You're just delightfully experienced."
 
Chrissy finished cleaning up from breakfast and placing an order to a nearby grocery for delivery. As she considered what to do next, she heard someone playing piano and singing in the other room. Drying her hands one final time on a kitchen towel, she followed the delightful music to investigate its origin, and found Maurice in the grand parlor. She curled up an the couch facing the fireplace and smiled at him encouragingly.
 
Mary drew a quick breath when Carl began rubbing her nipples, but did not pull away.

"You either read minds," she whispered regarding his deduction of her plan to spend the morning sampling men of widely diverse heritages. "Or you are more observant and insightful than I would have given you credit for. I know it seems terribly slutty, I mean, how I'm acting this weekend. I can't really explain it. I've never been like this before, even on my prior visits here. Perhaps it was seeing how liberated Karen is now as a grown woman. I've always been kind of uptight. I just want to let go of all the restraints I've always placed on myself, at least for a few days."
 
Carl continued to massage her breast's while gently teasing her nipples with the palms of his hands. Every so often he would tweak them between his fingers, rolling them around and pulling them up before allowing them to snap back into place.

Chuckling at her words he nuzzled at her neck delicately licking at the slightly chlorinated water on her skin and biting gently at the juncture of her neck and shoulders.

"Oh I know how this place can effect your mood," he told her. "That's one of the reasons I enjoy coming here. It is a chance to let off steam and be someone else for a little while, to let the animal side of you run wild and to do things that you normally would not."

Stopping his ministrations he guided her towards the steps to the pool and helped her out and back towards where they had left their towels. "Now why don't we get dry, slip into some robes I saw and then go back inside. I am sure I can help you find one of the men you are seeking and find you a nice quiet spot to indulge your fantasy," he smiled.

As they began drying themselves he had a thought and looked at her carefully. "You have remembered that not all the women here are of American stock I suppose? Just something to think about. Oh and if you ever want to sample the delights of Scandinavia again, particularly Norway, you are most welcome to ask me any time, day or night," he chuckled giving her a kiss.
 
"May I hold you?"Alysa whispers as she slides forward on the smooth fiberglass floor of the bubbling Jacuzzi.

"Of course," Michele replies as she opens her arms to receive Alysa's embrace. She also opens her legs such that her left leg slips under Alysa's right while her right leg glides over Alysa's left thigh. "And I'll stay by your side as long as you like. I've always wanted a sister."

She leans forward as they hug, and presses her mouth to Alysa's lips, kissing her passionately.
 
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