Dominion: A Tale of Wealth & Power

"I trust you can take off your own shirt, Professor," Michele said as she unbuckled his belt and opened his slacks. Dr. Edgeways did not reply. He seemed almost unconscious.

"You poor dear," Michele clucked, worried about his health. She went down to the foot of the bed and removed his socks. "All the excitement at dinner must have you exhausted."

Then she unbuttoned his shirt and helped him sit up so she could pull it off of him. Laying him gently back on the mattress, she carefully pushed his pants down and freed them from his thin legs. Last, she slipped off his briefs the same way.

His penis lay against his thigh, partially engorged. It looked so pretty there in the dim light. Michele gazed at it with curiosity as she softly spoke. "Are you ready to sleep now, Professor, or would you like some company?"


 
Introduction




“My name’s Josh, by the way,” he said to Mary as he slipped his aching erection into her vagina, complementing the stiff penis Prince Carl Gustav had up her rear end. “Pleased to meet you.”

Josephine sighed and broke her French kiss with Mary to whisper into her right ear. “He’s really a sweet guy.”

She wondered if Mary even heard either of them in her current state of sensual overload. To help maintain that, Josephine then moved down to suckle Mary’s right nipple while her right hand kneaded Mary’s left breast.


 
Carl looked up at the man. "My name is Prince Carl Gustav Schleswig-Holstein-Sonderburg-Glücksburg," he said introducing himself as he rammed his cock deep into Mary's bowels, "But please just call me Carl. Josephine is the only one that gets to call me Gussie by the way so please do not follow her example."

Then he returned his attention back to Mary and shifted his body slightly so he could access her left breast. He kissed up to her nipple and made Josephine move her fingers as he took possession of her nipple and began to suckle on it. He licked then bit it alternatively before sucking it into his mouth.

"This one likes a little bit of pain my dear so don't be afraid to give that nipple a little nip every now and again," he said smiling at Josephine across her chest. "Oh and she did mention that she would really enjoy tasting a woman on her lips while having two men inside of her. Would you be willing to make her dream come true?"
 
"Good to meet you, Carl. Sorry if I don't shake your hand, but I'm otherwise engaged at the moment," I grunted. I continued to hold myself up while finding different angles on each downward stroke to allow my cock to totally explore the depths of Mary's delightful pussy. I figured my attack was working as I heard the air knocked out of her and watched as she threw back her head.

I pulled my shaft all the way out and looked down to see it dripping with her considerable juices, then shifted my hips to line it up and RAMMED it back in. I felt her pussy lips wrapped around my length giving us both pleasure. I guessed she wasn't totally out of it when I felt her hands wrap around me and her nails sink into my ass pulling me deeper into her. So I was guessing she liked giving out a little pain as much as she liked receiving it. That didn't bother me in the least, although I filed it away in the dark recesses of my brain figuring I'd be able to use that at some point.

But for now I was intent on one purpose, to give her a deep ... and deeply satisfying fuck. "Is that so, Mary ... are you looking for a pussy as well as the two cocks you have pleasuring you?" I gave her a wicked grin, suspecting I already knew the answer.
 
Mary had never felt anything like this before. Each of Prince Carl’s thrusts up her behind impelled the penis of the other man — she had not caught his name, only Josephine’s claim of his sweetness — so forcefully against her g-spot that each of his movements maintained and even amplified the series of orgasms Carl had initiated with his own earlier double penetration with the vibrator. She could hear the others talking almost casually about her condition, but didn’t care enough to take note of what they said.

Only when the new man called her by name — Carl or Josephine must have said it earlier, though she hadn’t heard it — did she focus enough to catch the gist of their discussion. Josephine had started licking and sucking Mary’s right nipple while stroking and pinching the left. The men wanted Mary to make oral love to Josephine, instead, even as they continued making love to Mary.

“Later,” Mary moaned. “Not now. Later. Now, Josephine... Please! Touch my clit!”
 
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Professor edgeways, spoke up. "You don't know what I would give tonight, for some company."
He celebrated his independence and autonomy, but there were times he needed and longed for care.
This one, seemed gentle, She wanted to stay with him. He looked up at her, he was both her charge and her lover
 
Michele's capacity for love knew no bounds or conditions. She saw someone for whom she cared in need. She simply needed to fulfill it.

She kissed the professor gently on the lips, then moved down to take his still just half-erect penis into her mouth.
 
Double (at Least) the Pleasure




“Later,” Mary moaned at the men’s suggestion that Josephine sit on her face. “Not now. Later. Now, Josephine... Please! Touch my clit!”

“Why not both?” Josephine chuckled as she rose up on her knees and, careful not to kneel on Prince Carl Gustav’s head, moved to hover her womanhood over Mary’s mouth. Then she leaned forward and, supporting herself with her left arm, slipped her right hand between Mary and Josh’s pubes and started softly rubbing Mary clitoris with her middle finger.


 
Mary screamed right up into Josephine's womanhood in renewed orgasm when Josephine slipped her right hand between Mary and Josh's pubes and started softly rubbing Mary's clitoris with her middle finger. Mary instinctively, overwhelmed with too much pleasure not to share, reached up and pulled Josephine's hips down so that she could start licking Josephine's clit in return.
 
Damn, I thought I was in sexual overload before, but seeing Josephine sit on Mary's face when she said she didn't want it sent another surge of blood to my dick. I knew Josephine liked to be in control and just loved how she was controlling Mary's pleasuring of herself. And Mary must have had a talented tongue as I saw that look of pleasure on Josephine's face as her nipples got even harder. Her finger was on Mary's clit, but would rub my shaft as I plunged into Mary's cunt. Every once in a while her finger would slide into Mary's pussy along with my dick. The added tightness and her finger being less soft than Mary's pussy gave me a combination of more pleasure and a little pain.

I had to return the favor, so I leaned a little forward and latched my mouth on Josephine's right tit which was so hard. I took some pleasure in quickly going from suckling to biting it with my teeth ... just enough pain to intensify the pleasure.
 
Carl smiled in delight as he heard Mary's muffled screams of delight emanating from between Josephine's legs. He still thrust up hard into her bowels while nibbling on her breast and he could feel Josh's member pushing inside her through the thin membrane separating them.

He watched as the man leaned forward and began to nibble on Josephine's erect nipple while maintaining his pace, thrusting hard inside of Mary. They must have been doing something right because she was still moaning and groaning in pleasure even while licking and sucking at the pussy spread over her face.

Of course Carl could not just stay a spectator long. he slipped a finger into his mouth, getting it all wet and slippery and then slowly he eased it up to Josephine's round buttocks and eased it gently into her pert little asshole. It slid in quite easily as he knew it would and he buried it up to the second knuckle before he let her own squirming motion do the work of reaming her out.
 
Perfection




“This is perfect!” Josephine moaned spontaneously as Prince Carl slid his finger up her bung hole. With Mary licking her clitoris and Joshua nibbling her right nipple, she found herself poised on the very apex of ecstasy, and employed all her willpower to avoid ultimate climax. Mary, however, had already reached vociferous orgasm and the men’s double penetration — Josephine had slipped her middle finger into her vagina as well, even as Josh continued to thrust into it — maintained and redoubled it. Josephine wondered which of the men would come first, which she guessed would probably set off an orgasmic chain reaction for the rest of them.

 
"Why don't you return to the party?" Uncle Ian suggested. "You're the guest of honor, after all."

Though it disappointed Karen slightly, his attitude did not distress her. She had anticipated marking her eighteenth birthday with him this way for years, but had surprised him and seduced him into it. Besides, she appreciated his traditional sense of virtuous honor. She would let him come to terms with what had happened between them. Then, she hoped, they could become frequent lovers.

"Alright, Uncle," she replied, again kissing the top of his head. "If that is what you want. Although, if you want to later, please come and find me. We can just talk, if you want, like we always have. Good night, for now."

She got up and walked back to the house, picking up her clothes along the way but not bothering to put them on.
 
Chauncey had watched the goings-on in the dining room for some time as Karen busied herself receiving her birthday kisses, and the young artist had been introduced to the room. He had watched slowly as the guests had slowly slipped away, and, seeing an opportunity when the young artist excused himself, Chauncey slipped wordlessly from the dining room to the Grand room. As he looked out the windows toward the pool and pool house, his mind raced with the images of what had happened in this very house upon his own coming of age party, well, that is to say what he could remember.

He found a place near one of the windows where he could watch surreptitiously as the three people, the two staff members and the young birthday celebrant had cavorted naked in the pool. After viewing for a bit he silently walked back towards the office and watched as Josephine, finding herself alone had moved to her office. He ducked quickly out of sight and thought for a moment of going in to have a moment with the Mistress of the Mansion, but was interrupted by the front bell.

He again indulged his voyeuristic nature as he watched the Empress and her latest visitor engage in an erotic coupling in front of the fireplace until Josephine began to lead him to another location in the house. Hearing the cries from the upper room himself, he again ducked out of sight, and decided to return to the threesome of naked flesh by the pool.

He entered the Grand Room, just as the servant girl, wrapped in only a towel, appeared and he quickly made himself invisible among the decor of the room. He was curious to see where the nearly naked girl would go, but desired more to watch without so much walking, so again took up his place, out of sight, next to a window to watch the young birthday girl with her uncle.

His hands were in the pockets of his linen suit as he watched. He was uncertain if it was the thrill of watching or the thrill of potentially being caught watching that excited him more, yet, he was entirely unable to help himself. He was so caught up in the moment, and had stopped watching that he did not notice the girl walking back towards the mansion.
 

"If you want to later, please come and find me," Karen suggested after agreeing to return to the party without Ian. "We can just talk, if you want, like we always have. Good night, for now."

She got up and walked back to the house, picking up her clothes along the way but not bothering to put them on. Ian likewise gathered together the scattered elements of the formal dinner wear he'd shed around the pool. Rolling it in a bundle and tucking it underneath his arm, he returned to his apartment above the stables. He desperately wanted to take a shower.
 
“This is perfect!” Josephine moaned. Mary had to agree as her latest overwhelming wave of multiple orgasms started to pleasantly subside. Then Josephine slipped her middle finger into Mary's vagina even as Josh continued to thrust into it while Carl shoved his erection around her rear passage. As the men moved, Josephine's palm rubbed Mary's clitoris while Josephine's fingertip pressed repeatedly and randomly directly into Mary's g-spot, igniting a whole new orgasm that rattled Mary's body to its very core.
 
Over the various groans and grunts I heard Mary cum. Well, actually I felt it first in her velvety cunt as her orgasm caused her pussy muscles to spasm around my cock. After having a go at Josephine, but pulling out and being brought here before coming and then feeling the extreme tightness of Mary while she was also getting it up the ass, there was no holding back. I felt my balls tighten and didn't even try to hold back. I shot what I knew was a huge load (how long had it been?)! But that didn't stop me as Mary's continued spasms prompted me to continue to shoot. I was lost in the moment and didn't have control.
 
Carl felt first Mary begin to cum and then Josh begin to unload himself into the willing officer. He continued to thrust up hard into her bowels keeping the pleasure rolling for her and reminding her that there was still more pleasure to come.

At the same time he could see that Josephine had been momentarily forgotten by the now blissfully unaware woman and he could not have that. He slipped his other hand up to her wet pussy and began to gently rub her clit in slow circles while he slowly inserted another finger up her now loosened rectum.

After cumming twice already he was not quite ready to unload a third time but the sounds all around him and the excitement was certainly pushing him towards it.
 
Karen went around the side of the house, unintentionally out of sight of anyone who might watch through rear windows, and came in through what she had always thought of as the “servants’ entrance.” Once inside, she ducked into the first door on the left and piled her clothes on top of the washing machine. Thus, still nude, she went into the empty kitchen, noting with approval that Samantha or some other member of the staff had cleaned up the dining room. The large dishwasher chugged away with muffled swishing.

Curious where everyone had gone, she entered the foyer at its rear and glanced into the grand parlor. Chauncey Builtmore stood at the back of the huge room, facing out the monumental windows. Far past him, by the pool, Uncle Ian collected the last pieces of his tuxedo and disappeared out of the shimmering light in the direction of the stables.

Karen remembered much of what Josephine had said about Chauncey, and could guess the rest. Stepping down the two broad, shallow stairs into the grand parlor, she cleared her throat and said, “I trust you’ve been standing there for a while, Mr. Builtmore. Did you enjoy what you saw?”
 
Curious where everyone had gone, she entered the foyer at its rear and glanced into the grand parlor. Chauncey Builtmore stood at the back of the huge room, facing out the monumental windows. Far past him, by the pool, Uncle Ian collected the last pieces of his tuxedo and disappeared out of the shimmering light in the direction of the stables.

Karen remembered much of what Josephine had said about Chauncey, and could guess the rest. Stepping down the two broad, shallow stairs into the grand parlor, she cleared her throat and said, “I trust you’ve been standing there for a while, Mr. Builtmore. Did you enjoy what you saw?”

"Wh-Why....m-m-my...d-d-dear...." Chauncey began, startled from his reverie by the naked young woman. His eyes roamed up and down her nude form as he did his best to regain a modicum of decor. "W-Why I-I was j-just staring.....I-I-I m-m-mean admiring....yes.....admiring the job your uncle was doing....I-I-I mean does....yes the job he does.....with the bushes.....I-I-I mean your.....n-n-no.....I mean the hedges...yes....the hedges."

Then realizing how he must look with his hands in his pockets, he quickly pulled them out, leaving a bit of a tent in the front of his linen pants. He then realized he hadn't stopped staring at the naked girl and turned and fumbled in his suit coat pocket before producing a cigarette and an elongated filter.

"I-I-I am s-s-so s-s-sorry.....I didn't mean to l-l-look at you naked....I mean....just now stare.....I-I-I th-th-think I will go out on the veranda and enjoy a cigarette whilst you retire to....um....well....you know......get dressed....." His face had turned a bright crimson as he did his best not to betray his enjoyment of his present company in her current state, all the while wondering what Josephine might have told her or what consequences could ensue.
 

"I-I-I am s-s-so s-s-sorry.....I didn't mean to l-l-look at you naked....I mean....just now stare.....I-I-I th-th-think I will go out on the veranda and enjoy a cigarette whilst you retire to....um....well....you know......get dressed....."


"But, my dear Mr. Builtmore," Karen protested as she made her way, hips swaying, across the grand parlor toward him. She found wicked fun in his discomfort . "I don't plan to get dressed. It's my birthday, after all. It only seems natural that I spend it in my 'birthday suit.'"

 
Taking Turns




With one finger up Josephine’s bung hole, Prince Carl began to gently rub her clit in slow circles with his other hand. She growled lasciviously as he slowly inserted another finger up her now loosened rectum. Just then, she felt Josh suck harder on her right nipple and could tell from his guttural moans that he had started to come inside the again climaxing Mary.

“My turn, my Prince!” Josephine moaned loudly to Carl. “Make me come!!!”


 

"But, my dear Mr. Builtmore," Karen protested as she made her way, hips swaying, across the grand parlor toward him. She found wicked fun in his discomfort . "I don't plan to get dressed. It's my birthday, after all. It only seems natural that I spend it in my 'birthday suit.'"


Chauncey's ears perked at the girl's brash statement and at the same time something in his trousers jumped a bit and his head whipped in the young lady's direction, causing him to again drink in her naked beauty.

"Y-y-y-you d-d-d-don't?" he stammered as he broke the cigarette he was attempting to put into the filter. "I-I-I m-m-mean o-o-of c-c-course you d-don't have t-t-to, it is y-y-your b-b-birthday."

His hands shook noticeably as he reached into his jacket pocket and again pulled out the gold cigarette case and fumbled with it nervously. His eyes widened as she drew closer and he was unable to pull his gaze from her. Finally he did the only thing he could think of and held the shiny case towards her in his noticeably shaking hand and meekly asked, "Cigarette?"
 
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Carl smiled at Josephine's words and began to speed up the pace of his finger on her clit. He moved it around in circles then pushed it hard against her pubic bone to grind it against her. Then he released the pressure and began to lightly tease her by stroking it with feathery touches and running his fingers up and down her silky lips.

Carl knew that it was the variations that drove a woman wild until they were ready to cum hard from but a little effort. He could tell by her breathing that Josephine was almost there. He began to move his fingers slowly in and out of her ass as well, twisting them to add to her pleasure as he continued to tickle her clit.

He had also not forgotten Mary as he continued to shove his cock deep into her ass, although he had slackened his pace off to allow her to come down from her latest orgasm. He thought he might have worn the poor girl out she was so limp above him.

He decided it was time for Josephine to experience her own orgasm and he clamped down on her clitoris and while thrusting up into her ass he began to move his finger in fast little circles on her clit while pressing it hard against her.

"Cum for me now my dear Josephine. Cum and give our sweet Officer the drink she has been craving all night."
 
Karen relished the effect she had on Chauncey. As much as it obviously embarrassed him to ogle her, he could not keep his eyes turned away. It would take little effort on her part to get him to do anything she wanted. She had seen Josephine manipulate men countless time over the years, albeit always with her clothes on in Karen’s presence. Karen decided to start practicing this subtle and sublime art tonight.

Chauncey’s hands shook noticeably as he reached into his jacket pocket and retrieved his gold cigarette case, almost dropping it when he opened it and held it out toward her. “Cigarette?”

“I’ve never smoked,” Karen smiled at the nervous warble in his voice. “I’ve never even had a cigarette in my mouth, like....”

She licked her lips, the narrow tip of her pink tongue tracing a slow oval around her partly open mouth before she completed her thought. “Like so many other vices I hope to taste for the first time tonight.”
 
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