Dominion: A Tale of Wealth & Power

Carl chuckled at Dawn's subtle rebuke but he could hardly help his flowery language. After all he had been brought up in court and had been programmed this way since childhood. It was hard to break the habits of a lifetime.

"Forgive me my dear," he told her as he watched her take her place between Josephine's legs and present her ass to him once again, "I will try to talk less courtly from now on."

Coming up behind her, he placed his cock at the entrance to her ass then slowly pushed it inside her.

"I am going to fuck your ass until you beg me to stop because you can't take it any more," he told her as he began to slowly fuck her, stretching her out yet again.
 
Dawn growled deeply when Prince Carl Gustav entered her experienced and well lubricated behind.

"I am going to fuck your ass until you beg me to stop because you can't take it any more," Carl predicted.

"I'll take that..." Dawn grunted in time with his thrusts. "I'll take that... take that... as a... as a challenge."

In the meantime, she leaned down between Josephine's thighs and began experienced and well practiced cunnilingus.
 
Reciprocity



Dawn’s tongue found Josephine’s clitoris, causing her to moan up into Chrissy’s womanhood. Usually the one in charge, Josephine secretly relished these rare occasions when she surrendered herself completely to the whims of her guests and staff. To show her appreciation, she began licking Chrissy’s clit with the same skill and vigor as Dawn now demonstrated on hers.


 
As the only member of the estate's staff, Ian ended up leading the others -- Mary, William, and Constantine -- to the playroom overlooking the back yard. A line of ornate but structural columns divided it. To the left, beyond the columns, decadence prevailed in a room with huge, plush couches and sectionals. Ian knew drawers in the coffee and end tables held a large variety of sex toys. Two Sybian saddles sat in the far corner.

This side of the columns provided equipment for more prosaic exercise. Mats for yoga and exercise created an orderly grid accented with stability balls, ab wheels, and a rack of free weights. Beyond these, in a line facing the windows, stood a Schwinn "Performance" stationary bike, a Bowflex Revolution, and Bowflex Max Trainer.

Pointing left with one arm and forward with the other, Ian remarked: "Pick a room. It all depends on how you want to get sweaty."
 
Constantine moves to look at the workout equipment. The look he gives the various residential quality stuff is disdainful to say the least. He attempts to sit on the stationary bike and it creaks noisily as he settles his weight on the seat. He stands and without much need to raise a leg gets off.

"I can see vy Madame Czartoryski likes to foock and svim," he says with a sneer, "Dey are only vay to geet any sort of vorkout." "Eet vould appear dat drowing hay bales eet ees for eexeercise."

"Eeder dat or using tied oop feetish maids as weights."
 
"Oh! Dear Christ!" Dawn moaned loudly from her perch upon Josephine's tongue. Always easily orgasmic, and now benefiting from her Mistress's extensive skill and experience, waves of ecstasy already washed across her body. Her voice raised almost an octave as she gasped. "I'm gonna come!"
 
"Eet vould appear dat drowing hay bales eet ees for eexeercise," Constantine suggested to Ian when he determined Josephine's exercise equipment would not benefit him. "Eeder dat or using tied oop feetish maids as weights."

Mary looked at the huge Russian, muscled like she imagined Hercules. Maurice Turner's abrupt departure had ruined her hope to sample a broad range of races today, but a variety of nationalities and physical types remained at the estate. Hoping not to offend William, Mary chuckled playfully. "You're welcome to hoist me, Constantine. Or do you think I alone am not enough to satisfy your needs?"
 
Silent Release



“I’m gonna come!” Chrissy’s high pitched gasp, the result of Josephine licking her clitoris from below, ignited a similar reaction in Josephine, the result of Dawn bending between her spread thighs to deliver exceptional cunnilingus. Unlike Chrissy, Josephine, her tongue still at work, did not announce her climax. She knew instead that the rapid thrusting of her hips and pulsing of her intimate musculature would signal Dawn of her success.


 
Constantine laughs and smiles at the naked deputy, "It vould be great pleasure to vork out vid you." "Ve can see vat great heights I can leeft you to," he adds with a wink. "I vill make sure dat I have my Veaties in de morning to ensure dat I can keep up vid you."

"A sveaty cardio vorkout vid lots of heavy breathing, da?"
 
"I'm gonna come!" Chrissy gasped from where she sat on Josephine's face atop the ping pong table. Leaning over the end of the table licking Josephine's clitoris, Dawn felt Josephine almost immediately respond to bringing Chrissy to orgasm with one of her own. When Josephine's hips stopped bucking, Dawn lifted her face from between her thighs and looked back over her shoulder to grunt at Carl as he buggered her.

"Now... it's my... turn!" Resting her weight on her right arm, she reached down with her left hand and started to stroke her own clit.
 
Malcolm kisses the lovely woman again. His lips gently brushed her neck. "That sounds like a splendid idea." He slowly stands disentangling himself from the lovely vixen and looked across her body, thinking about the many things he would be doing to her body. She was quite the willing participant and so very eager to learn new things.

He glanced over at the other four, deciding they would probably not notice the two of them sneaking away. "Quick dip then." Malcolm takes three steps and dives into the pool. Immediately letting the water cool down his body. He surfaces, wanting to watch Karen enter the pool herself.

Following Malcolm's eyes, it looked to Karen as if he expected her to make some grand entrance into the pool through the shallow end. Karen had other plans. Following his path, she sliced the water's surface with a perfect racer's dive, then backpedaled to stop short and avoid crashing into Malcolm. Instead, staying submerged, she dove beneath him and tried to reach his penis with her mouth.
 
Malcolm tread water as Karen zipped by him and then came up from beneath him, her mouth wrapping around his cock. He was using his hands and arms to keep himself afloat and thus could do not touch Karen as she began working on his cock again. He let out a moan not heard by the underwater Karen, but the way he cock responded as her lips worked it, she probably knew.
 
Ian thought Constantine came on a little strong, considering Mary had shown up in William's arms. Then, looking around, he realized hat William had wandered off, perhaps to use the restroom or something. Ian took this as a cue.

"If you two will excuse me," he said with a grin. "I'll head upstairs and see about lunch."

Without waiting for their answer, he headed toward the stairs.
 
"If you two will excuse me," Ian said. "I'll head upstairs and see about lunch."

It surprised Mary when he walked off alone. When he'd said "you two," she'd thought he meant William and her. Then she realized that William must have left while she was admiring and bantering with Constantine. She hoped she hadn't offended him, but had no intention of chasing after him.

She felt herself blushing as she looked up into the eyes of the huge Russian and said: "About that exercise regimen you proposed...."
 
Constantine hears Ian say something but what exactly doesn't register with him. Nor is he aware of anyone else in the room. Except for the raven haired beauty wearing just a pair of panties before him. Considering the antics of the estate owner, guests and employees privacy is hardly a concern. When Mary looks up at him and blushes, his own blood moves but not to his cheeks. The thin shorts that cling to his massive thighs do nothing to hide his definite interest in interacting with the blushing woman.

He tears his eys of her to look up at the ceiling momentarily before returning his eyes to hers.

"Vell, I did say I vould leeft you to great heights," he says with a grin, "Vould tree metres be goud start?"

One of the rooms round support columns is immediately to Mary's rear. First removing his Hawaiian patterned short sleeves shirt, Constantine steps close to Mary. His vast and very hairy chest must block her view of anything but he does not linger standing before her. Squatting down before Mary, Constantine places an equally massive hand behind and just above her knees. And then effortlessly lifts her straight up into the air. This is only possible due to the twelve foot ceiling heights of the mansion.

As if she weighed no more than a small child, Constantine places her legs on either side of his head so Mary now sits on his shoulders. All be it reversed from the usual position. He looks up at her above him.

"Comfortable?" he asks.
 
Chrissy slowly collapsed forward as her orgasm subsided until she lay on her stomach, trembling with ecstasy on the other court of the ping-pong table, her knees depressing the thin green net.

"Thank you, Mistress," she murmured.
 
"Comfortable?" Constantine asks, looking up at her from between her thighs, settled on his shoulders.

"Very!" Mary laughs daintily, still giddy from the way he lifted her. A trained law enforcement officer, few men, even those stronger than her, would ever best her in a violent confrontation. Constantine, on the other hand, given his size, strength, and military training, would have little trouble physically mastering her. She finds that realization surprisingly exciting. Leaning back against the column, Mary tilts her hips to make her womanhood more accessible to his mouth, then speaks of his tongue. "It seems to me, however, that this position best exercises only one particular muscle. I hope you plan to give it a thorough workout."
 
"Eef you are villing," Constantine replies, "Ve can atteempt soomting dat vould show de girls in oder room how to do tings properly." "Ve shall call dis warm up eexeercise."

One of his hands is used to pull aside Mary's panties while the other massive moves up to her breasts. Constantine brings his face forward and gives her clit a lick. Followed up by sucking greedily on it as his other hand moves up to join the other squeezing and kneading her breasts. He keeps most of his ministrations on Mary's clit but make the effort to stick his tongue out and lap at the lips of her vulva.
 
"I'm gonna come!" Chrissy gasped from where she sat on Josephine's face atop the ping pong table. Leaning over the end of the table licking Josephine's clitoris, Dawn felt Josephine almost immediately respond to bringing Chrissy to orgasm with one of her own. When Josephine's hips stopped bucking, Dawn lifted her face from between her thighs and looked back over her shoulder to grunt at Carl as he buggered her.

"Now... it's my... turn!" Resting her weight on her right arm, she reached down with her left hand and started to stroke her own clit.

Carl was never one to keep a lady waiting, so he braced his legs and began to pound into the woman harder and harder, burying himself as deeply inside her as he could.

At one stage he was sure he was actually lifting her feet off the ground he was pounding into her that hard. Still he could not keep that pace up for long and he slowed down a little and then saw that while she could play with her clit, that left her pussy vacant.

Smiling he slid two fingers inside her and pumped them in at the same time as he plunged into her rectum. H was not going to last much longer an panted out to her, "I hope you are close My dear because I am about to make a mess of your insides."
 
Malcolm tread water as Karen zipped by him and then came up from beneath him, her mouth wrapping around his cock. He was using his hands and arms to keep himself afloat and thus could do not touch Karen as she began working on his cock again. He let out a moan not heard by the underwater Karen, but the way he cock responded as her lips worked it, she probably knew.

Karen held her breath for as long as she could while she fellated Malcolm underwater. When she could no longer, she rose to the surface in front of him and smiled.

"That was just a taste," she gasped as she regained her breath. "I'm hungry for more."
 
"I love these 'varm up eekzercises'!" Mary moaned as the pleasure from Constantine's hands and tongue burgeoned in her loins. The thrill of having him pleasure her this way while she sat securely on his shoulders, two meters above the floor, only hastened the climax she felt building between her thighs.
 
Karen held her breath for as long as she could while she fellated Malcolm underwater. When she could no longer, she rose to the surface in front of him and smiled.

"That was just a taste," she gasped as she regained her breath. "I'm hungry for more."



Malcolm looked into Karen's eyes and saw the lust and desire in them. He nodded slowly, "And I would be happy to feed you." He glances over at the other group, and then back to Karen. "I want you on your knees, sucking my cock." He whispers in her ear. "You said you have a room?" Perhaps it was time we found it."
 
I turned toward the small gathering of people, a brow slightly drawled inward, my eyes burned with a little anger. Here we were at a huge mansion and it seemed like everyone wanted to be in this room at this time instead of at the pool playing Carl’s game. I almost erupted into a sneer of a chuckle, but instead looked back at Michele when her inquiry came across the distance between us.

“What?” I ask in a fake surprised expression, I knew she would make love with me in front of them with no worry, but she was thinking of me and it just made me swell with that warm, fuzzy feeling toward her, as if I needed any more encouragement to be in love with her. I moved more into her body, pushed my hand onto her belly and lightly clawed my fingernails over the soft flesh. “Do I detect a bit of modesty from you?” I playfully chuckle, my eyes flowing upward so that I could look into her orbs.

I smile, playfully bite at my lower lip. “Maybe we ummm … Torment the poor bastards!” I shoot a glance over toward them, my smile growing as I see them all walking out of the room. “Well, It seems like we can continue to play our little game in private.” I lean in kissing her soft lips deeply, my hand moving up from her belly to cup the wonderful round mound of her left breast. “I’m hungry.” I moan into our kiss as my other hand moves down between her legs…
 
"You said you have a room?" Malcolm reminded Karen, his lust evident in his breathy whisper. "Perhaps it was time we found it."

Karen reached down to give his erection one more quick caress, then swam to the side of the pool and gracefully pulled herself up onto the patio. The summer sun made drying unnecessary. Likewise, she did not bother to don her robe. Instead, she led the way back to the house, au naturel.
 
Momentary Spectator

Chrissy slowly collapsed forward as her orgasm subsided until she lay on her stomach, trembling with ecstasy on the other court of the ping-pong table, her knees depressing the thin green net.

"Thank you, Mistress," she murmured.



Catching her own breath, Josephine sat up slightly and propped herself with her elbows to enjoy the view, watching Dawn and Carl making love between her outstretched legs.


 
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