Dominion: A Tale of Wealth & Power

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Professor edgeways went slowly across the grass. Karen was so beautiful the empress was so beautiful. How blessed he was to see them. They valued him when the world did not. He slowly inhaled the scent of the great woman, the nobleman wasn't able to realize just how wonderful she was

Strategic Play



Josephine grunted and moaned with Carl’s first full, deep thrust up into her. She timed her breathing, and her words, to the rise and fall of his hips, and hers upon them.

“Actually... my dear Prince... isn’t time... to return... to the game?”

Instinctively, she wanted to continue making love, but her playful and competitive nature did not want to let him come too early. She wanted to tease and torment him with some of the antics written on the bottom of the cups. So, before he even answered, she suddenly pushed herself up and backward, causing his long erection to pop out of her womanhood.

"Does Madame Czartoryski have a gymnasium?" Constantine asks Ian as he makes himself another cup of tea. "Or as gardener vould you have tings dat veigh lots?"

"There is some exercise equipment downstairs," Ian replies, happy that the conversation has wandered away from politics. "Although, I doubt if any of it is large or challenging enough for you. You may have noticed that around here, most people get most of their exercise in bed. If you're serious about helping out on the grounds, I have a load of hay bales coming later that need to be stacked. Do you ride? And I don't mean in bed."

Ian smiles at his joke, then he suddenly frowns, cocks his head, and concludes. "Then again, I'm not sure I have a beast big enough for you."

"Hay bales!" Constantine exclaims, "Dat sounds like fun." "I am ceety boy. Never have I stacked hay bales."

"I have never reeden horse eider. It vould have to be beeg horse."

"Eet vould not be feerst time I have to make veights. I vould feel forty liter barrels vid water and use concrete blocks ven I vas teenager." "Even een army I vould eemprovise and leeft veels from BTR veeheecles." "Ven not patrolling I vould vork vid veheecle maintenance crews and souply leefting and carrying anyting dat weighed a lot." "Russian army deed not supply vorkout equeepment in Chechnya like NATO armies deed in Afghanistan and Iraq. Ve had to eemprovise, does of oos who liked to vorkout."

"Madame Czartoryski may get mad vid me eef I break her exeercise equeepment. Eef she geeve me job I vill see dat der ees proper geem for her to vork out een."

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Josephine grunted and moaned with Carl’s first full, deep thrust up into her. She timed her breathing, and her words, to the rise and fall of his hips, and hers upon them.

“Actually... my dear Prince... isn’t time... to return... to the game?”

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As Josephine pushed herself up and off of him on his next thrust, leaving his large erection waving in the air glistening with her juices and him panting on his back, Carl laughed.

Standing up he walked over to his side of the table again after giving her ass a playful pat. "As ever your timing is impeccable my dear. I believe it is my turn. Let's see if I am as good at this as I think I am."

Picking up the ping pong ball he took careful aim and launched it. The ball sailed neatly and bounced on the table then headed for a cup sailing for the rim then neatly plopped straight into the middle of the cup. Smiling he looked at Josephine. "Ahh it seems I have not lost my touch. Care to drink the contents and read the cup my dear Empress."

He watched as she easily downed the contents and turned over the cup to reveal 'Insert butt plug for rest of game'.

"Oh I think I am going to enjoy this. And to get it so early in the game, how lucky you are." Looking around Carl asked. "Can someone find one for her and some lube please. Oh and don't be skimpy on the size, she can handle it," he smiled at her cheekily.

"I have the lube," Dawn announces as she comes from where she just left Chrissy bound to a chaise lounge with a butt plug vibrating in her and joins the crowd around the ping-pong table. Setting the bottle of gel on its green surface, she goes to the suitcase full of toys the maids had delivered earlier. Having already perused the available options, she makes an immediate selection. She pulls out a packaged black silicone vibrating butt plug, shows it to Prince Carl, and says: "Does this suit, Sir?"

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It disappointed Karen at first when Josephine and Carl stopped their lovemaking prior to its full fruition. The result of Carl's first shot with the ping-pong ball compensated for that. Karen, of course, had never experienced anything like the vibrating silicone butt plug Dawn had selected for Carl to use on Josephine as his prize. It both intrigued and frightened her.

She returned to Malcolm's side and whispered. "This should get interesting!"

Malcolm was surprised when Josephine removed herself from the Prince's cock. She did look most impressive there astride him. He noticed as Karen returned to his side and whispered about things getting interesting. He leans in closer to her, eying a bit of her body as he does so, "Do you mean to say you didn't think it interesting before?" He let one finger slide up her back, "I'm sure I could easily determine how interesting you thought that all was."

"Madame Czartoryski may get mad vid me eef I break her exeercise equeepment," Constantine predicted. "Eef she geeve me job I vill see dat der ees proper geem for her to vork out een."

"How are you with light construction and concrete work?" Ian asked. "We hire out most jobs around here. Josephine wants the best of work, but it's always bothered me in terms of security. We have some repairs needed on the front porch."

"I have a feeling if it makes you blush it's really going to be bad for me!" Alysa rolls her eyes as she plays with Michele's thin body, turning her hips back and forth.

"'Bad' can be really good sometimes," Michele replies with a smile. She takes one of Alysa's hands in each of hers and lifts them to her lips. Releasing just Alysa's left hand, she leads her up toward the house. Rather than taking the stone steps up to the main level, however, she heads under its veranda, and around to the right of a huge windowed bay.

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Entering a door, the space contains three pieces of exercise equipment and some mats. Past some pillars at the end of the room they could see a room of comfort and decadence, with huge couches and sectionals.

"Would you like to stop in there?" Michele asks. "Or do you want to see what had me so flushed?"

I smile when the lovely Michele cuffs my hands into hers and guides them to her lips. The tingle that flares through my arms seems to melt my very soul as it makes its way deeper into my heart. I know I curse myself for being sent to this place in which puts me in a constant state of turmoil for If I wasn’t sent here, I would have never met Michele. So much for being that cold, calculated agent that I was a few years ago! Live changes are a bitch!

My thoughts are shoved to the side as Michele turns and bounds off toward the manor, my left hand still encircled by hers. She leads me in another uninformed, untraveled by me path around the manor and into another part of the manor that I have yet to see. When she finally comes to a stop, I get somewhat confused for the only thing I see before us is an exercise room. I was about to ask what’s up when I caught her gaze looking toward a room that had exquisite set of couches and sectionals, however, when she gave me a choice it was a no brainer, for of course I would want to see what made Michele’s face turn sightly red.

“By all means love, show me what had the power to make you blush.” I replied with a smile upon my intrigued face.

Audience Participation



Josephine smiled at Carl’s proposal. As much as she enjoyed the exhibitionism of their game play, she felt a bit bad that the others could only watch.

“I think that’s a grand idea,” she told him. “So long as the spectator with the controller is a woman.”

"By all means, Love," Alysa replied with an intrigued smile. "Show me what had the power to make you blush."

Michele giggled nervously as she led her new lover by the hand into the far hallway and left past the laundry, elevator, and powder room.

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They stepped out into the low circular space under the stairs. Then Michele opened the door just left of the one they walked through and pulled Alysa into the windowless area beyond. It took a moment for their eyes to adjust to the dim light reflecting dully off the dark red walls, and Michele watched Alysa intently to judge her reaction the moment she realized the room contained a diverse collection of bondage furniture.

I felt like a little girl sneaking into the candy shop as I was guided through the manor by a petite giggling woman. This was far more in my comfort zone than the past half hour. I’m still seduced by the soft way of Michele, I don’t know exactly how she brings this other side of me out so easily, but I can’t deny it for there has just been to many times she has accomplished this no matter what my mood was. Even the bitchy side of me falls to her charm.

I take a good gander at the surroundings while in pursuit of this ravishing young lady. My shameful orbs moves up and down the curves of the woman as she leads me down the narrow passageway. Her body speaks volumes to my desire, and want of being with her. It just seems like I can’t get enough of her, which is also strangely erotic to me. I wonder if I was anywhere else in the world and was in the presents of another woman would I be having these erotic desires? I wonder…

My attention comes to Michele upon reaching her destination. My mind came to a wonder to what was behind the door that brought a red shine to the woman’s face. I felt a want come floating up from the pit of my stomach. I wanted to know a little secret that Michele had and it must be this for there was nothing else that brought a red shine to her face. I felt my heart pounding within my chest as the excitement blossomed within me. “So what….” Michele pulled me into the room.

I stood shocked as the images that my orbs viewed registered. I swallowed the lump that instantly formed in my throat while my eyes dared to travel over the room. “Ummm…” I heard my shyly response to her secret. I have never been introduced to the bondage lifestyle. A slightly hesitation of uncertainty washed over me. “Ummm… “ I looked over to her. “Are you …. This…. This is your secret? Your … fetish?” I managed to say.

The Hostess with the Mostess (aka Bending Over Backwards)



Josephine smiled when Carl handed the butt plug’s remote control to her heir, Karen. The grin turned nervous when he turned back to her with lubricant in one hand and the plug in the other and said: “Now, if you would care to bend over, my dear, so we can get started.”

She had no choice. She, as hostess, had promoted this game. She turned around and bent over.

"Are you..." Alysa seemed quite taken aback by the contents of the mansion's darkest play room. "This… This is your secret? Your… fetish?"

"Oh, no, Dear," Michele smiled mischievously. "It's not a 'secret'!"

She picked up a pair of red fur-lined handcuffs and dangled them enticingly from one index finger. "Come now, Alysa... Wouldn't you like to have me bound helpless before you, subject to your every whim?"

The immediate change in Michele's breathing suggested how much that idea excited her.

My mouth gaped open slightly as Michele confessed that this fetish of hers wasn’t a secret. That fact made me look at her in the strangest way as I tried to figure out why she was flushed over this if it wasn’t a secret, but then it occurred to me that it wasn’t the fetish that made her blush, it was showing me this side of her that did. I looked away from her for a moment before she spoke to me again.

My eyes went wide when I saw a pair of red fur lined cuffs dangling from her finger tip. Her words that she spoke even caught me more off guard. I had never been one to dominate over someone, well when it came to my work I have done that, but never on my personal time nor had I want to do so. My mind moved back to this morning when I was forced, but then again she liked being the one dominated so it wouldn’t be like this morning.

“Michele… I …” I shake my head in total surprise… How did I really feel? Well I must admit the images of her naked and at my whim did put a little burn down between my thighs. I could feel that same burn upon my face. “Michele, I must say your bad and you have this power to get people to do things that are out of their comfort zone.” I whisper to her. “Okay, Yes the thought of having you at my whim puts a little burn in me.” I confess to her.

"Light constrooction and concrete vork!" Constantine exclaims, "Nyet. Feeling and carryeeng sand bags in army, da!" "Eef heavy leefting ees needed and ees hard vork, I vill try."

"You geeve me sleedgehammer and I make short vork out of deemolition of old concrete."

Constantine drinks his tea and nonchalantly adds, "Sleedgehammer can also take care of security eessues." "Catch one creemeenal and leeve heem vid joost enough abeeleety to tell hees freends vat happens ven you try to steal or break een."

"Meerceenary secureety employees and police 'freends' vill only get you leemeeted proteection. Creemeenals are stupeed people. Sometimes you moost send meessage een oder vays."

"Well," William began as he turned and smiled at Mary. "You don’t have to go to the stable out back to find a stallion to ride, my dear."

"Mmmm... Do tell!" she replied, her voice husky. "This game is all kinds of fun, but I don't know if I've the patience to wait `til our turn to play."

"I'm sure I could easily determine how interesting you thought that all was," Malcolm suggested. Karen shivered with heat as his finger slid up her back, anticipating where it might go next.

Then Prince Carl handed her the remote control for the butt plug her would soon insert into Josephine. Karen trembled with a different sort of anticipation.

"Now," she told Malcolm. "This should get interesting!"

Bound to a chaise lounge in the warm morning sun with a butt plug vibrating in her, Chrissy wondered if she'd go insane with lust. Though she could not see the others playing their adult party game around the ping-pong table, she recognized the familiar sighs of Josephine's pleasure as she fucked Prince Carl. Now, to hear that Josephine, her mistress and idol, would momentarily share the experience of having a vibrating toy up her anus, Chrissy whimpered with desire. She desperately needed to touch herself, but the Velcro straps held her hands firmly atop the couch's arms. She began rhythmically squeezing her thighs together and thrusting her hips, providing a slight, comforting stimulation to her clitoris, enhanced by the butt plug buzzing beneath it.

"Sometimes you moost send meessage een oder vays," Constantine suggested ominously.

"I trust you aren't thinking of Fruitloops," Ian replied, using the name they'd given the trespassing intruder they had captured that morning. "I think what Josephine is doing to her already is good enough."