My Best Friend's Girl

(Closed for Nightfreak)

Alexa Montgomery sat on her best friend, Tristan's, couch already half drunk and missing her top. It didn't matter anyways, there would never be anything between her and her lifelong friend. Though she thought him everything a man should be, she had never seen a dominant inkling in him. Being a natural submissive she needed that.

It was actually a so called dominant that had brought her to his door tonight. She had been out with Tony, her boyfriend and Dominant, when he'd informed her in the middle of a very upscale restaurant of all her faults then stormed out.

"I just don't understand, Tristan. He called me short and fat and said that I was too needy to ever be on his radar for a real relationship. How could he use me like that?"

Alexa may have been short at only a couple inches over five feet, but she enjoyed the strength and seeming safety that taller men offered her. She liked them well over six foot if she could find them. And she sure as hell wasn't fat! she might weigh 160 soaking wet, but that was all in the curves and she knew she had those in all the right places. She even had the sexy long hair that fell to her waist in golden soft curls and cornflower blue, almost grey, bedroom eyes.

She would give tony that she was needy. It was nothing new. she'd always been that way. However, if she was given enough attention and affection whenever she was with her man, she was usually okay to be on her own until they were next together.

Now she was sitting here downing a 12 pack of beer like it was water, wearing only a bra and very tight skirt, while crying her eyes out.

It was not the first time Tristan was the one that Alexus ran too for comfort. But Tristan did not mind she helped him all through out there years of friendship. They was truly the best of friends one always there for the other in times of need.*

Tristan grew up in a home with just his mom. Alexus groomed him into the man he had become. Even though he did not realize that she was molding him. Without a father to model himself after he picked up pieces here and there and was very fortunate to have Alexus as a friend. He thought the world of her but his only issue with her was her choice in men. Tristan thought most of them was overbearing assholes that did not even deserve to be with such a caring woman. But none the less he was always there to help her pick up the pieces and put her back together again.*

Tristan was having a quiet night sitting around his apartment catching up on some reading on a book he picked up a few weeks ago when the door flew open. There she was a total mess from some idiot that had no clue about what he left get away. He put down his book and got up hugging her tightly. Her blouse stained with tears and smelling like a brewery he walked her over to the sofa sitting her down.

" Your perfect Alexus, don't listen to him. Any man would be lucky to have such a beautiful woman like you in there life. " he said with a smile. " Give me that blouse and I'll grab you one of my t shirts. " *She handed him the blouse and he walked into his bathroom throwing the blouse in with some laundry that he was getting ready to start. He walked back out and stood there shaking his head. " You should stop going out with those asshole types your so attracted too. Find yourself a nice guy there is plenty out there. " he said as he sat down next to her on the sofa.*

It was not the first time Tristan seen Alexus in her bra. It did not bother him he did not see her in that light as a woman. He saw her more like a sister than anything. The only reason he never made any moves on her was he thought that she saw him as a brother. It was not until a few months ago when Tristan discovered the bdsm lifestyle on the Internet by accident. Until that point he never seen the world as sub and dom. It was a side that he would have never known existed if he did not stumble on to it.*

He ran his fingers through his light blond hair that he kept almost shaved. His steel blue eyes looking into hers wanting to make her pain go away. He could only interject when he could letting her drown her frustration with the beer and let her vent it all out. " Why not just forget him... He was clearly not worthy of you Alexus." he said reaching around her giving her a comforting hug.*

Alexa leaned into Tristan's arms. "I want to forget him. You know how i hate being lonely, though. And they aren't all assholes, Tris. They are Dominants who just don't get me. Well Tony was just a jerk, but still. You're vanilla though, you could never undertand what i need from them."

Sniffling she gulped more of her beer. she was feeling more than a little tipsy by this point, almost down to only three beers left. She knew she would pass out before the last one was gone and that's the way she wanted it.

Tristan just sat there rubbing her shoulder. He may have been vanilla only because he had never thought about who he was until recently. *He thought to himself as he looked back at her. " Vanilla I'll show you vanilla." echoed through his head. *" Maybe I don't know what it is you want from these dominate men. But I still think that most of them are abusive assholes. That is my personal opinion. *" he said leaning against her. His hand softly caressing her upper arm and shoulder.*

He watched her slowly finish beer after beer and knew that soon he would be carrying her back into his bed. It would not be the first time she woke up in Tristan's bed after a break up. But that's what friends did they took care of each other when they are needed.*

" Lexy finish your beer and go back into my bed. You can crash here for the night. I will sleep here on the sofa I have a few things that I wanna look up before I go to sleep anyway." leaning his head against hers he smiled. " Get some rest I promise in the morning when you wake up. He will be a distant memory. "

Tristan's mind already clicking of just how to show her that he in fact was dominate. From what he read he knew there was two types of Dom. The one that has the iron fist and the other the sensual dom. He had never thought any further what category he fell into but he decided that he would soon figure it out.*

Alexa nodded and got up from the couch. Grabbing one more beer, She made her way to his bed room. Tristan had the comfiest bed on the planet. She stripped out of her skirt and sat down on the edge of the bed to drink the last of the beer. Why couldn't Tristan have been what she needed? He had turned into a wonderful, kind, caring man that she admired very much. he was just so damned easy to manipulate and she hated that.

She'd seen women use him so many times and it never failed to make her angry as hell. He deserved so much better. So did she. Suddenly she found herself crying over what would never be between them as she curled up into a ball on his bed. There she eventually cried herself into a dreamless sleep. Everything would be alright. Tomorrow.

Tristan watched her as she got up and headed back into his bedroom. He straighted up his apartment one last time before he settled in for the night. cleaning up the stack of beer cans that littered his coffee table. He heard her cry in his room but that was normal. Every time she had her heart broken by some guy she would come here and crash crying herself to sleep. It broke Tristan's heart to see her like this. He hated seeing his friend in such pain after another break up. He ran his fingers through his hair as he looked towards his bedroom door. Her word echoing through his head, "You're vanilla though, you could never understand what i need from them". Hearing it over and and over like a scratched record.

He sat down in front of his computer and started searching BDSM. Googling everything he could, reading page after page of this lifestyle. It was very interesting his curiosity builded as he spent the next few hours reading about Dom mes and Subs, collars and different methods of rewards and punishments. He looked at the bedroom door and then to the screen, " I can do this...." he said softly to himself. " But how do I approach this subject with Lexy. I want to surprise her , I want to shock her." he thought to himself with a smile on his face.

Then the idea popped into his head. He jumped up from the sofa walking into the bedroom. He smiled as he watched her sleep finally at peace but when she woke tomorrow a new day will be upon her and he wondered how she would react when she woke up bound to his bed. Finding 4 neck ties that he had in a drawer her threw them over his shoulder and walked over to the bed. He tied two to the very top of his headboard he was glad that the old headboard had bars that made this very easy for him to do. Reaching down he grabbed Lexy's wrist and tied it to each neck tie. Making sure that she would not be able to pull free from the make shift restraint . He moved to the foot of the bed Doing the same tying the neck ties in each corner of the foot board then to Lexy's ankles.

He looked down as arms and legs was extended out to each corner of the bed. A wicked smile formed on his face as the thoughts of all of the possibilities ran through his head. All of the things he could do to her. This truly would be a new chapter in there life long friendship. He grabbed some clothes and went to grab a shower. Returning about ten minutes later he pulled the big comfy chair that was in the corner of his room closer to the bed and propped his feet up. He closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep. He knew that she would be out for a few hours and sitting her he would hear her when she woke up.

Alexa woke to the light of dawn pouring through Tristan's window and tried to stretch. That was when she realized that she was tied to his bed. Instantly she began yanking and pulling at her bonds, panicking and trying to figure out how she had wound up like this through the hangover that was already beginning to build. Then she spotted him sleeping in his chair.

"Tristan! Tristan wake the fuck up!!" she saw him jump and his eyes flutter open. Hers narrowed on him as her tone dropped to dead serious and pissed, "What the hell am i doing tied to your bed, tristan?!"

A smile appeared on his face as he was brought out of such a wonderful sleep. " My my are we a tad upset... And such a tone will not get me to let you go." His voice dropping taking a smooth low tone. Sitting up leaning closer to the bed he smirked. " When you can speak without cursing or yelling I may explain. But then again maybe I will enjoy having you bound to my bed." slowly he got up and moved to the edge of the bed looking into her eyes with a look that she had never seen on Tristan's face.*

" My last girlfriend got me thinking about how I am with women. I have been so nice and submissive with all of the wrong ones. *I figure it was time for a change..." his voice trailed off as he moved his head right above hers inches away. " I have done hours of research and I figured it was time for me to see if I learned anything. "

Tristan took a finger running it down over her neck as he watched her ever reaction. " I could get use to having you like this.." he said with a sneer. His finger lightly tracing over her neck and down over her shoulder as he waited to hear if she could ask nicely to be left loose.*

Okay, so some one had body snatched her best friend. This was so far out of his realm of behavior. She fumed as he leaned closer to her and took on the tones of a more dominant man. Then he said something that caught her attention.

My last girlfriend got me thinking about how I am with women. I have been so nice and submissive with all of the wrong ones. *I figure it was time for a change..." his voice trailed off as he moved his head right above hers inches away. " I have done hours of research and I figured it was time for me to see if I learned anything. "

Well he was right about the women he'd been with. most of them either wanted a body guard, a bedwarmer, or a sperm donor. None of them had truely seen him as anything more than meat. She had hated every last one, although she'd never said anything to him. She'd wished he was just a little more dominant, so that he would not put up with their crap. apparently, she was getting her wish ten fold.

Then his finger was trailing along her neck and shoulders as he told her that he could get used to having her like this. she very nearly laughed. This had to be a joke. "Tristan, you have never in all your life seen me as a girl, even when i wanted you to." damn she hadn't meant to let that little gem slip. "stop fucking around and untie me."

" Your right I never treated you like a woman... I treated you like a goddess. I put you up on a pedestal and gave you everything you ever wanted from me as you wanted it. " His finger slowly running off her left shoulder, digging his fingernail into her flesh just enough to leave a pretty little red mark on her flesh. Dragging the nail down to the top of her breast as he spoke softy. His eyes not falling from hers.*

" No... I will say when your ready to be released from my bed not you. " Then his voice raised just a bit. " Yes I have wanted you... Desired you... How hard it has been not to advance on you in moments like last night. Being a gentleman at all times but this is what you want. To be used as I see fit... And That is how it's gonna be..." He says grabbing her chin looking into her eyes letting her see the seriousness in his eyes.*

His hand released her chin. Tristan moved around on the bed but keeping his eyes on hers. " I could do so much to you right now. But I'm not your gonna come back later and have a list of items I want filled and present yourself on your knees. Is that understood." he said softly then he shouted. " Is that understood. Our relationship changes today for the better. This is what you want... What you crave. Now you have it. " he says gripping a breast and letting his nails lightly dig in through the bra.

" I could show you how much I have lusted for you... All of the times I have jerked off thinking of you... All of the fantasies of me fucking you... Soon you will beg for my touch... My dear Lexy... I will let you up and untie you. But just to make sure your obedient and to prove your worth all of this. You will go home and dress in your sluttiest outfit with those fuck me heels that I helped you pick out. Then you will go to the pet store and buy a pink collar.. In order for me to make you mine I want control... So you will come back in one hour... As instructed with a pink collar in a bag." His hand released her breast and his finger traced over her neck as he spoke of the collar.*

Then a smile appeared on his face he leaned in taking a deep aggressive kiss from her lips. One filled with lust and hunger. Tainted with aggression so she would realize that Tristan was not joking that he was serious. He ended the kiss after a few moments. His eyes open as his hands slowly untie her legs first. " One hour from me releasing you... You will leave here in silence I want you to think... When you come back if you come back Tristan will be a name you will no longer call me. I will be addressed as Sir or Master..." he says in the same low methodical tone. He releases her arms and stands up returning to his chair. Waiting for her to make her decision.*

Alexa was shocked at what she was hearing. Tristan had wanted her? She had a hard time believing it, but the guilt of what she had said while drunk was beginning to work on her as she watched and listened to his angry speech. He was no longer the gentle man she knew. He was scratching her and digging his nails into her. Provoking reactions that were too far iingrained in her to fight them.

He had raised her chin so that she had to look at him. She knew that look in his beloved eyes. he was dead serious and angry. She had watched as he stalked around the bed never expecting where it would lead. When he kissed her she couldn't help but kiss back as everything inside her turned to molten lava. He really wanted her... the realziation that it was true hit her like a ton of bricks.

How could she have missed that? She'd always known when a man wanted her. Yet she had missed that Tristan wanted her this badly. If she had known she'd have been more careful with her words. She'd never have hurt him, if she had know. Tears began to trickle down her cheek as she realized how awful she had been.

It had taken her a moment to realize that she was finally freed from the bed. hesitantly she began to get up and dressed. He had certainly appealed to te submissive in her and she wanted to know if it could work... if he really was all that she'd wished for him to be. If she was finally going to be done with the men who didn't see her behind the submissive. She wanted to obey and leave him in silence, but the part of her that had been his best friend since before sex or romance was ever an inkling in either of their brains won as she was opening the door.

"Tristan," it was said softly as she opened the portal to his home and turned to look at him, tears still falling in silent glistening trails over her cheeks, "You could have just told me. I would never have hurt you like that knowingly. I'll be back." she closed the door quietly behind her. her last words the only indication as to her answer.

She drove straight to the pet store near her home and found a pink leather collar that would fit around her neck. Then she drove home, took a quick shower to get the beer stench off of herself and pulled out the outfit she knew was the sluttiest thing she had.

She dressed quickly and pulled her hair up into a tiny barrette that kept the front strands from hanging in her face, then pulled on the sexy little black spiked heel mary janes that he has asked for and drove back to his house.

At exactly one hour after she had left, alexa was back on his doorstep wearing a tiny purple plaid school girl skirt that was so short anyone looking could see her ass cheeks and completely miss the black lace thong under it, Her top was the type that had only strings in the back and a severely low cut neckline that threatened to spill her breasts out every time she breathed. She nervous, but Tristan deserved whatever he asked of her and he had triggered the submissive in her in ways no Dom had before him.

The kiss was more than even he had imagined. For a while Tristan had wanted lexy. No matter what it was gonna take he was gonna be the man that she wanted and needed. He felt very little remorse for the tears she shed. She needed to hear the truth even if it was the hard bitter truth.*

When she walked out the door he did not move not even turning around to watch her leave. Once he knew she was away he took a deep breath. Oh my god he thought to himself. Shaking slightly he shot up from the chair and headed to his computer. Looking up everything he could on the lifestyle saving bookmarks and reading what would help him once she returned.*

He sat there as his mind ran wild with fantasies of what he would do to her once she returned. But he knew before he could have her fully he would collar her. Tristan knew that would make her totally his until he removed the collar. But that would not be anytime soon. *She would get everything she ever wanted and more. He knew that once she walked through that door everything would be so much different. Was he ready... He ran his hand over his chin as the knock came from the other side of the door.*

He stood up and walked to the door. A smile on his face that was unlike any he had ever had before. He opened the door and his eyes washed over her body. She was perfect Tristan always thought she was. He took her hand leading her into the center of the room. Not saying a word he released her hand taking the bag from her hand he opened it. Looking inside he was surprised to see the collar but he did not let it show on his face. " My Lexi." he said as he pulls the pink collar from the bag and slapping it off the palm of his right hand. " I want you to kneel. I want your legs spread apart your back straight and your hands upon your thighs palms up. This is how you will present yourself to me this way and be around me at all times. " Pacing around her his eyes look over the very sexy school girl outfit. It was nice oh my it was very sexy and Tristan would have normally been all over her but the new Tristan showed restraint. " Strip Now... All but your heels they stay. I want to inspect my." He turns facing her . " My new sub...my little slut. " Tristan held the collar waiting for her to finish his orders. *Do you know what a collar means. I know I do shocked that your innocent vanilla Tristan knows the significance of this pink collar. Is this what you want... From me do you want to wear this. " His eyes locked on hers.*

Alexa immediately began stripping the outfit off. Tristan was so different. She was desperate to ask him why her words had effected him in such a way. he was nearly cruel about it all, and while the firmness of his requests turned her on, she was struggling with the idea of him as such a forceful and stern Dominant. He'd always been so gentle.

She had already taken her top off and was in the middle of unzipping her skirt by the time he asked her if she wanted to wear his collar. She froze and her eyes met his. She'd never been very good with the no eye contact thing. "I...I don't know how to answer that,"she chewed her lower lip nervously before continuing in a voice so soft it was nearly a whisper, "I've always had a crush on you. And I've fantasized about how you might be as a Dom. I just... you're kind of scaring me here."

As she spoke a blush stole up her body and suffused her cheeks in a bright red. She hadn't planned on ever telling Tristan about those fantasies. about the nights when she'd get herself off imaging him holding her leash and taking what he wanted from her body.

After a moment she finished unzipping her skirt and let it fall to the floor, revealing the tiny black lace thong that she'd worn under it. Timidly she began to tug that over her hips and let it fall as well. Now utterly nude, before him. Tristan could see that Alexa shaved everything. She'd always taken pride in her body and had a phobia about hair in that area. hair collected bacteria and she didn't want that anywhere near her pussy. It also looked sexy as hell.

With the ease of long practice, she dropped to her knees and into the position he had requested. Out of habit she pulled all her long hair to the side so that he would have access to as much of her flesh as possible. She was shaking a little with nerves but otherwise she was sure she was presenting the prettiest picture of her as a sub that was possible.

Tristan watched in pure amazement that she followed his commands with out hesitation. He watched in front of her inspecting her body. She was always the benchmark that he judged other women. To tristan lexy was gorgeous she was so sexy her personality was just as sexy. He snapped out of his day dream hearing her talk about being scared and him being a domme.*

As more of her body was exposed the more aroused he became. Slapping the collar off his open palm. He looks over her body pacing around her. His voice trails off almost to a low whisper. " You are such a sexy woman lexy. *I hoped you would follow my commands. You have nothing to fear he says stepping in front of her his hand softly caressing her cheek. " I want to give you all you desire...but to have this there will be rules. First rule once my collar goes on it never comes off. This one will due until I can find you one more suited for the outside world. You will address me as Sir or Master from this point forward no acceptions. He rubs her cheek as a smile forms on his face next rule your mine to do with as I wish. You do what I want whom I want when I want. Sex from this point on you will ask to cum.. And only cum when I give permission. Oh yes final rule when you chose to accept my collar here you will live here with me. You will sleep on my bed at the foot of it like a dog would. *You are my toy... you will be my slave... My little plaything... For me to use at a whim... And to play with your body like a pianist plays a piano. *

He stops for a moment then adds something. " When you are home I want you just like this... Naked with your pussy shaved at all times. Is that all understood. Do you accept these rules. ?"*

He smiled as he ran his hand over her cheek looking down into her eyes. The only thought in his head was Lexy say yes sir. Oh he craved her to answer just like that.*

Alexa shivered as Tristan listed his rules to her. She didn't like the one about sleeping at the foot of the bed, but experience had taught her that it would do no good to say so. Silently she weighed the list in her mind as she rubbed her cheek against his hand and searched his cobalt eyes. He was serious about all of it.

She was actually happy about the fact that he didn't want his collar taken off. She'd have to get used to calling him Sir, though... Master would be used at her discretion for the point when he proved he could Master her. It was a long standing promise that she had made to herself never to give a man that power unless he had earned it. She'd definitely have to work on the only cumming when given permission. it was way too easy for her to cum, sometimes happening without her knowing it was going to. And the last seemed like a given to her. All in all she could live with his rules.

In the softest, huskiest voice she had ever used with him, Alexa finally answered. "Yes, Sir."

The look in her eyes as she she looked into his eyes. It was priceless, Tristan could not believe that he actually did it. He had alot of respect and love for Lexy. She was his friend for so long, he wondered and hoped that this was not a mistake. *Tristan searched his soul back and forth and came to the conclusion that this was the right choice. Lexy was the one to bring out his dominant side.*

Hearing the yes sir he desired to hear brought a flood of emotions to Tristan. So many things he wanted to express to her but he knew this new relationship was alot different than the previous one. Tristan knew one thing though, he wanted to be the last Dom that Lexy would ever need or want. Tristan stood there for a moment running his hand over her cheek. Now his mind raced, Now what you have her naked on her knees in front of you. Do something with her, Tristan thought to himself.*

Then it came to him something he wanted to see. And something he had read about that went hand in hand. Tristan looked down at her with a smile on his face. " Until I get some toys for us to play with I will have to make due with what we have. Now something I have always wanted to watch you do with a little twist. " His voice soft but commanding as he ran his hand over her cheek. " I want you on my bed right now legs spread. I want to watch you finger yourself, But when you are ready to cum I want you to stop. You will wait until the sensation of orgasm passes then you will resume fingering yourself. This is called edging you will do this once a day while in the shower but you will not cum. Today though I wish to watch my Lexy on the edge of orgasm then the build up and a monster release at the end. Today I will explore you I want to watch you solo first before I join in. I have lusted so long to fuck you Lexy it will happen today. But when I chose and not before. Off to the bedroom now I want to watch you.. Admire my girls body and study it. "*

Tristan was so excited his cock was practically bursting from his pants. He always prided himself on his size. He was longer than average but the thickness was very above average. He smiled down at her waiting for her to walk into the bedroom so he could adjust himself to make it less obvious.*

Alexa's eyes fell as a blush bloomed once more in her cheeks. She had never masturbated in front of anyone before. She was incredibly shy about the fact that she did it all. Something had always seemed dirty about the act.

She took a few moments to steady herself silently as she wrestled with her fears. This was Tristan, and though he may be acting very differently, he would never laugh at her as she feared. Finally, with a tiny little nod, she leaned forward and began to crawl on her hands and knees to his room. She had no idea how she was going to get through this but she would do her best to give Tristan what he had asked of her.

When she reached his bedroom, she knelt looking at the bed for a moment, wondering how many more changes in her life would take place there. As she heard him walking after her, she timidly began to climb into the bed. She felt like an idiot as she got into the position he'd asked for, splayed out before him in the most lewd way. With other men this would not have bothered her so, but Tristan was different. He was more important to her.

When he walked through the door she could not look at him. In fact her eyes wondered everywhere around the room except to him. Her hands lay just shy of their target, fingers drumming a nervous beat on soft flesh. Her breath was coming out in a long forced rhythm as if she would stop breathing were she to quite concentrating on it.