Dominion: A Tale of Wealth & Power

As they rounded the curve of the stairs, Mary saw the door to the most intense playroom open and Ian standing in the doorway. She could hear what sounded like an argument inside the room between a woman with a British accent and the Russian they met earlier.

"Well," she sighed up at William. "It looks like there's a line. It's like Disney World around here sometimes."
 
Josephine's expert and experienced cunnilingus technique usually made Dawn come within moments. Today, Dawn could tell having the vibrating butt plug and Prince Carl Gustav's erection in her had Josephine totally flustered. Dawn smiled. Josephine, her wondrous employer and Mistress, usually so controlled, deserved an opportunity to succumb to pure lust like this.

“C`mon, Gussie!” Josephine's moans sounded muffled as they emerged from between Dawn's thighs among inconsistent laps at her clitoris. “It's time for us all to come!”

Dawn suppressed a giggle. In her current state, Josephine would no make her come. Still, wanting to go along, Dawn slid her hips a few inches further down the Ping Pong table to maintain contact between her clit and Josephine's tongue. Josephine continued her random licking. Then, through half-closed eyes, Dawn saw Carl Gustav reach around Josephine's hips with one hand. Josephine began to scream between Dawn’s thighs. “Yes, Gussie!!! Oh! Yes! Yes....”

Wanting to continue her participation, Dawn used the wireless remote control she held to oscillate the intensity of Josephine's butt plug's vibrations. With her other hand, Dawn slipped one finger into herself and then used the nectar this gathered upon it to rub her own clit.
 
Malcolm arched his back a bit, letting more of his cock slide into Karen. He felt as she went faster. He was enjoying her body on top of him. He was very hard, excited by her tight pussy wrapped around his cock. Every inch of his cock sliding into her again and again. Right now he was savoring this hot woman riding him. Giving her the control she was wanting, to choose the speed. He was simply along for the ride and it was certainly a great ride at the moment.

The slight change in angle made all the difference in the world. Now, if Karen thrust especially hard, drove him really deep, the head of his erection grazed her G-spot. With a low growl, accented at the deepest penetration, Karen began to rock her hips as fast as she could, riding Malcolm like a bronco.
 
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As they rounded the curve of the stairs, Mary saw the door to the most intense playroom open and Ian standing in the doorway. She could hear what sounded like an argument inside the room between a woman with a British accent and the Russian they met earlier.

"Well," she sighed up at William. "It looks like there's a line. It's like Disney World around here sometimes."



“Yes, it seems like this area, along with the poolside seems to draw the dark, deep desires out of Josephine’s guests.” William offered, his attention going to the female’s voice. “That sounds like our little British spy.” William noted as he attempted to peer into the room. His interest was to see whom she was spatting her attitude toward this time.

“So, should we go in and see what we can stir up?” William’s own desires kicking in at the thought of three naked woman all in the same playroom. “Yes, I think we shall go.” He stated as he moved up. “Excuse us, but we wish to enter into the playroom as well.” William offering his mannerism to the older security agent.
 
"Excuse us," Ian heard a voice on the stairs above and behind him. "But we wish to enter into the playroom as well."

He turned to find one of the morning's new guests bridal carrying Deputy Green, both undressed. Ian almost told them to go away because of the argument inside. Then he thought that this interruption might just break the deadlock in the struggle of wills between Constantine and Fruitloops.

"Constantine, move out of the way, please," he said to the huge Russian a step inside the door. Then Ian did the same and bowed with a flourish to the newcomers. "Please, by all means, enter."
 
Carl smiled as Josephine came hard and he continued to rock into her hard as she shuddered through it, yet despite what she wanted he was still not ready to pop his cork and looking at Dawn, despite the Empress's best efforts, neither was she.

As Josephine came down from her high, he pulled her back a little then lifted her up and rolled her over onto her back and shifted her up further onto the ping pong table. Now she was lying flat on her back with her legs over the edge.

Smiling at Dawn he held out his hand and helped her from the table and then gestured towards the figure of the Empress.

"May I interest you in a snack my dear," he chuckled. "A little Quid Pro Quo as it were. While your at it I will attempt to satisfy any other cravings you may have," he said running his hand across he pert bottom and then between her legs. "Just tell me which one to satisfy."

He leaned in and kissed her then as he stood upright he glanced down and spotted Chrissy still bound in her chair.

"You know perhaps we can even invite your poor pet over there to play. It is not very nice to leave her out of this so long. Besides I am sure you can find her something to do," he said with a smile.
 
"The chef herself only likes to eat pussy," Dawn replied to Prince Carl Gustav's suggestion that they include Chrissy in their fun. "Besides, the idea is to torment, not satisfy, her."

For her part, Dawn moved between Josephine's dangling legs, still twitching from the aftershocks of orgasm. Bending down, she lightly kissed her sodden womanhood just above her clitoris. The butt plug still inside Josephine buzzed against the table top. Turning back, Dawn handed its wireless remote control to Carl Gustav with a come-hither grin. "I'm hoping you'll have me too distracted to make proper use of this."

Bending back down, she licked Josephine's slit while wriggling her hips at the prince.
 
Overtime



In the shuddering aftermath of orgasm, Josephine hardly noticed as Carl turned her over onto her back and moved her further up the ping-pong table so that only her lower legs dangled off the end. The butt plug remained buzzing in her and she groaned softly from over-stimulation when Dawn slipped between her knees and kissed her on the clitoris. Then Dawn started licking her and Josephine yelped. “Oh! God....”


 
Constantine tears his eyes of the two fetish maids playing at being BDSM types when Ian asks him to step aside. He turns to see Madame Czartoryski's corrupt police officer and her male companion. Both naked and unintroduced to him. He steps away from the doorway which he easily dominates.

Wishing to be friendly with all the guests and staff on the estate, he extends his hand to the naked man and tips his head politely to the naked police woman, "Heello, I am Constantine Garov. Eet is pleesure to meet you."

Constantine certainly hopes none of the others on the estate show such unjustified hostility as the emotional English intelligence operative. Why she would be so openly hostile to him is unknown. Is there a chance she has run into Russian intelligence operatives before, he wonders. If she had that would certainly explain her attitude towards him. Although it is highly unprofessional to show it. She is very young though. Perhaps it would be worth making a couple of international calls. His mother could certainly track down an Alyssa Winters if she exists on any Russian intelligence file.
 
Carl was a little disappointed in Dawn. Sure he knew Chrissy only liked women and that Dawn had brought her out here to torment and tease the woman, but surely she could have used her in some way that fulfilled that role while still including her in the fun and games.

Carl looked at Dawns wiggling ass and suddenly he got an idea. He knew just how Chrissy could be tormented, Dawn and everyone else pleasured and fun had by everyone all at once.

As Dawn began her assault on Josephine's pussy, Carl slipped two fingers up her pussy from behind and began to stir them around. He got a surprised look from her, then she went back to her feast. Soon his fingers were slick with her juices and he withdrew them and quickly had them up her ass and stretching her out.

Once she was ready he moved up behind her and pushed into her pussy five or six times to coat himself, then slowly worked his way deep into her bowels. Finally he hit rock bottom and held himself against her cheeks, then pulled out slowly and thrust back in, setting up a slow pace until she stretched to accommodate him.

As he did he leaned over and began to whisper in her ear. "You know, not to tell you your business, but with your pussy free, Chrissy could be put to good use right about now. As for punishment, well the poor girl is practically going to have my balls in her face the entire time. Are you going to say that's not punishment," he chuckled.
 
The slight change in angle made all the difference in the world. Now, if Karen thrust especially hard, drove him really deep, the head of his erection grazed her G-spot. With a low growl, accented at the deepest penetration, Casey began to rock her hips as fast as she could, riding Malcolm like a bronco.


Malcolm gasped as Karen got into it. Really into it. He looked up and saw the pleasure on her face as she rode him. Her breasts swaying with every thrust and movement. His hands grasped them again, squeezing them. His cock continued to throb inside of her tight pussy. He felt how wet she was, how wonderful her pussy felt as it tightly squeezed his hard manhood. "That's it, just like that."
 
"That's it," Malcolm whispered. "Just like that."

"Oh. Oh! Oh, oh!!!" Karen grunted in reply as she rocked her hips as fast and forcefully as she could, driving him really deep so the head of his erection grazed her G-spot with each thrust. This might make her come, she thought, eventually. She did not want to wait. Bracing her left hand on his shoulder for balance, she slid her right hand between her thighs and started rubbing her own clitoris in time with the movement of her hips. "Oh! Oh, oh... Oh!! Oh. Oh! O-oH!!!"
 
Malcolm looked up at the beautiful Karen as she rode him. He heard her quick breathing. He was fairly certain she was close, and he wanted her to finish. Malcolm whispered to the lovely vision as she rode his manhood. "Yes, my sweet, release. I want you to." His hands squeezed her nipples and breasts, wanting her pleasure to be overridden.
 
"Oh! Oh. OH!!!" Karen's grunting grew louder. Malcolm's hands squeezed her nipples and breasts as she continued to rub her own clitoris. Whenever a pinch to her breasts coincided with the head of his erection grazing her G-spot, she groaned especially loudly. One of these moments happened just as Malcolm urged her to release.

She did.

"Oh fucking CHRIST!" Karen screamed as the ecstasy already suffusing her loins exploded like a star gone nova. She collapsed forward onto Malcolm's chest, but her lithe movements kept her hips rocking on his stiff organ even as she writhed in persisting pleasure.
 
"Are you going to say that's not punishment?" Prince Carl Gustav chuckles.

"No," Dawn takes a moment to stop licking Josephine's woman to reply, her voice now deep and breathy as having Carl inside her ignites her passion. "But I only mean to torment Chrissy, not torture her. Besides, I promised her I wouldn't let a male touch her in this state."

She flicks her tongue on Josephine's clitoris a few times, raising her eyes to watch her employer and mistress shudder with pleasure, then speaks again. "But if you think Chrissy's suffered long enough, rather than 'punishment,' we could give her the ultimate reward."
 
Delay of Game



“Oh! God.... God,”Josephine moaned softly as Dawn’s tongue flicked her clitoris. “Yes....”

Then the cunnilingus became irregular, and Josephine noticed Dawn and Carl whispering between themselves as he made love to Dawn from behind, down between Josephine’s spread legs.

“C`mon, Dawn!” Josephine growled breathlessly. “Pay attention to me! I need more....”


 
Malcolm heard Karen and then more importantly felt her orgasm. Her pussy contracting tightly on his cock. Her breasts pushed against his chest as she came down on him. He kissed her lips, his tongue sliding into her mouth in a deep kiss of passion. Her hips were still moving, and his cock was still sliding along her pussy. He then moved his lips to her neck, kissing it before gently biting it.
 
Karen's first orgasm had just started to subside when Malcolm gently bit her neck, igniting a second one. Her hips redoubled their thrusts upon his and she groaned into his ear.
 
Once again my angered reply to the man was taken away by the soft tone of Michele’s voice. She was correct that this confrontation was pointless and any remark that I made would put me in the immature state in which this man was hounding me from and I’m above that. So, without responding nor even glancing at the man I refocused my attention upon Michele.

I raise my hand up and gentle run a single finger down the side of her face to the point of her chin. I lean in, at the same time I lift her head up with the finger and press my lips to hers, kissing her softly at first but then a little more heatedly while I move my body into hers, allowing our hips to come into contact with each other. My other hand moves up to her waist for a few moments before sliding around the curve and down to cup the soft curve of her buttock.

The feel of Michele’s body against mine sends shivers up and down my spine. I moan into our kiss as the heated passion reaches the depth of my sex and brings forth the moisture upon my petals. I feel the wetness growing as I slide my tongue into the depths of Michele’s mouth. Exploring, tasting, swallowing the sweet juice from her mouth. My chest rises and lowers quickly as the burning festers upward from my sex to the tip of my tongue as I lose myself in the frenzy of our kissing.

Having Alysa kiss her like this as Ian and especially Constantine watched brought Michele a sense of peace. It assured her that, no matter the adversity, her new lover would remain true.

"Excuse us," Michele heard a new male voice outside the open door. "But we wish to enter into the playroom as well."

"Constantine, move out of the way, please," Ian replied, then added. "Please, by all means, enter."

Next came a Russian accented rumble. "Heello, I am Constantine Garov. Eet is pleesure to meet you."

Michele refused to open her eyes, and focused instead on Alysa’s kiss.
 
"No," Dawn takes a moment to stop licking Josephine's woman to reply, her voice now deep and breathy as having Carl inside her ignites her passion. "But I only mean to torment Chrissy, not torture her. Besides, I promised her I wouldn't let a male touch her in this state."

She flicks her tongue on Josephine's clitoris a few times, raising her eyes to watch her employer and mistress shudder with pleasure, then speaks again. "But if you think Chrissy's suffered long enough, rather than 'punishment,' we could give her the ultimate reward."

Carl continues to bugger the woman as he thinks about what she has asked. Chrissy has put herself in Dawn's hands and as such knew what she was getting into, but it seems unfair to him to leave the poor girl in the chair alone while everyone else was having so much fun.

"Maybe she hasn't suffered enough, but you can rectify that in the playroom's later, or perhaps take some of the toys from the suitcase to your room and have some fun there. For now however I think she has earned a reward."

So saying Carl turned the dial on Josephine's butt plug down to half, then grabbed Dawn's hips and thrust up into her hard and fast for several strokes before slowing down and just thrusting slowly but deeply and hard, pushing her forward and into Josephine.

"Just tell me if I need to stop so you can get your pet my dear," he chuckled.
 
Malcolm continued to kiss and bite at Karen's neck. He felt her double her efforts as she rode him. His cock continuing so slide easily into her. After one long and sensual bite, Malcolm whispered into Karen's ear. "Are you ready to try a different position?"
 
"Are you ready to try a different position?" Malcolm's breath felt hot against Karen's ear.

"Oh yes..." she moaned as she pushed herself back up to sitting on his hips, her own still rocking at a rapid pace.
 
"Just tell me if I need to stop so you can get your pet, my dear," Prince Carl Gustav chuckled as he continued to take Dawn's behind.

"I've got her tied up," Dawn grunted. "So, yeah, you'll have to stop for a bit. Keep Josephine interested while I'm gone."
 
"Heello, I am Constantine Garov," the huge man introduces himself in a Russian accent. "Eet is pleesure to meet you."

Still cradled in William's strong arms, Mary extends her right hand and smiles. "It's a pleasure to meet you, too. I'm Mary and this is William. I hope we're not interrupting anything."
 
Malcolm smiled up at the lovely. Her hips still moving so incessantly made him wonder if she was really ready for a change. But he was never one to disappoint a woman. Malcolm grabbed her by the hair and pulled her down for a hot kiss. His other hand moving to her back, stopping her movements, his large cock buried inside of her.

He then slowly stood, carrying the lovely Karen with him. His cock still buried deep inside of her. He finally saw what the others were doing, he could hear them before, but could not see them.

Spying a table, Malcolm considered putting Karen on top of that, but doubted it would be stable enough for the hard fucking she was going to get. But the long bench should do nicely. Malcolm took three steps, bouncing Karen on his cock with every move before she found herself placed on one of the benches with Malcolm over her as he began to thrust hard with his cock.
 
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