Dominion: A Tale of Wealth & Power

[Rose4Emily]

The young lady sucked him her gentle hands probing and her sexy throat swallowing.
Professor Edgeways cried she would love and protect him

Dr. Edgeways came more quickly than Michele expected, his penis never becoming fully erect before he cried out and filled her throat with semen. She swallowed it all before she moved up to kiss him on the forehead.

"I should go and make sure Josephine is not looking for me, Professor" she whispered. "I'll look in on you later if I can."

Slipping out of the room still naked, she padded down the grand staircase and paused in the foyer. At first she heard only the dishwasher running in the kitchen. Then, over that, came a muffled man's voice from the ground floor bedroom: "That’s it! Work it.... Now... work my balls!"

Smiling, Michele noticed the fire in the unoccupied grand parlor. She went in and settled on the leather couch facing the fireplace. Satisfying Dr. Edgeways had left her unsatisfied, but she'd feared his fragility and so left him alone to fall asleep. Now, as she stared into the flames, her hand moved instinctively to between her thighs.

 

[SlvrTongueDevil]

Josephine was working my cock and balls like a woman possessed ... and I was getting the pleasure out of it. I could tell how turned on she was by how her intensity ratcheted up. She got a little rough, but I remembered that she often liked it rough - giving and receiving. It didn't really matter to me in this state. I was beyond coherent speech, doing more grunting than anything as I watched her from my unique perspective. Then I couldn't hold back any more ... I knew she could feel my prick throb harder and my balls tightened as I let loose another load of cum. I didn't know where it was all coming from, but I was glad to be able to perform for her and her highly sexual house guests.

 

[EmpressJosephine]

Baptismal




Josephine alternated which of Josh’s testicles she gently sucked into her mouth as her hand continued caressing his erection with increasing speed while Carl fondled her clit and made love to her doggy style with a matching tempo. Suddenly, Josh’s scrotum tightened, pulling right out between her lips as she felt his hard penis throb. The feeling of Josh’s warm semen sprinkling her left cheek like a summer rain ignited her own orgasm, making her cry out.

“God! Oh my God.... YES!!!”

 

[MisterDark]

"Before your sudden departure, I believe you were worshiping this Goddess's feet, et cetera. I believe it's time for you to resume."

Chauncey was immediately horrified and excited by the sound of the young lady's voice. "M-m-miss C-c-callingw-w-wod......I-I-I.....y-y-y-you s-s-s-s-see....." he gulped hard in an effort to get control of his stuttering, at the same time he yanked at the bedclothes with his left hand to pull them over himself, but because of where he lie on the bed, it was a fool's errand and only managed to cover a bit of his left leg.

"Miss....Callingwood," he started again, speaking very slowly to prevent himself from tripping over his words. "I......can assure.....you......I......well.....you see......I had no idea......" oh crap, he was rambling. Suddenly he was aware of another possibility and releasing the girl's ankle jumped off the bed and crouched naked beside it looking wildly all about the room.

"W-w-where....." with a gulp, "I mean.....a-a-are....." another gulp, "are we alone?"

 

[KaseE]

"Are we alone?" Chauncey asked from where he now crouched next to Karen's bed.

"Yep," she giggled as she stretched out her legs, toned from years of dance class and cross country running. "Just you, me, and my toesies."

 

[MisterDark]

"Yep," she giggled as she stretched out her legs, toned from years of dance class and cross country running. "Just you, me, and my toesies."

Chauncey watched with wide eyes as the young lady stretched her legs out in front of him, his own erection growing harder but shielded from the girl's vision as he crouched next to the bed. He slowly reached his right hand towards her legs, then as if thinking better of it, he stopped, leaving his hand just inches from her lovely ankle.

"You see.....I mean.....I don't ever.....w-w-well....." he tried so hard to still his racing heart as his body urged him to go, but his mind told him it was a trap and he would again be in a compromising situation, only this time there might not be an easy exit.

"M-m-m-iss C-c-c-calling w-w-w-wodd......I-I-I d-d-don't," deep breath, "I mean I didn't know.....you see I would never......well.....I mean.....a gentleman does not enter......" again his mind flooding with images of the girl's naked body even though she still wore his jacket now. "I couldn't return home.......I mean.....I'm......well......you know.......naked......." he looked at her with pleading eyes.

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

Carl continued to pump into Josephine while rubbing her clitoris a bit more forcefully as she orgasmed trying to make the experience more intense for her. He felt her pussy muscles clench around his invading member as he thrust it in and out of her, but he had cum too many times tonight and even the extra stimulus was not bringing him close to the edge.

As he felt her coming down from her high he took his hand away from what he knew would be a now overly sensitive nub and gradually eased up on his strokes. Indeed he finally pulled out altogether and allowed the exhausted couple to collapse together. He could actually enjoy a drink. Putting on one of the large robes he headed to the kitchen to grab a cup of hot chocolate still sprouting his large erection. he hoped the soothing drink would calm his ardor and allow him to go to sleep.

 

[SlvrTongueDevil]

Josephine came with such intensity - damn this was one sexy and sensual woman! I laid back and watched as he worked hard to bring her and she certainly complied. Carl withdrew his still hard and quite soaked cock and left the room as Josephine collapsed on me. I wasn't complaining in the least; she felt great as she tried to get her breath back.

She was about under control when I said, "Well, Josephine, you and your guests are certainly full of surprises. I can see you haven't lost your touch. What other secrets do you hold?"

 

[KaseE]

"M-m-m-iss C-c-c-calling w-w-w-wodd......I-I-I d-d-don't," deep breath, "I mean I didn't know.....you see I would never......well.....I mean.....a gentleman does not enter.... I couldn't return home.......I mean.....I'm......well......you know.......naked......." he looked at her with pleading eyes.

"You keep calling me 'Miss Callingwood,'" Karen sighed as she wiggled her toes. "I thought we agreed earlier that something else was more appropriate."

 

[MisterDark]

"You keep calling me 'Miss Callingwood,'" Karen sighed as she wiggled her toes. "I thought we agreed earlier that something else was more appropriate."

Chauncey watched as the young woman wiggled her toes, doubting she had any idea of the effect her actions had on him. He stayed where he was beside the bed and lowered his head, and in an almost resigned tone, "Y-y-yes.......g-g-g-god-d-d-dess...." he managed to stammer. "M-m-may I p-p-pleassse....h-h-have m-m-my clothes?"

Returning to the mansion was beginning to look like a terrible idea, but yet he found himself unable to tear himself from the hold this wisp of a girl had on him.

 

[KaseE]

"Y-y-yes.......g-g-g-god-d-d-dess...." Chauncey managed to stammer. "M-m-may I p-p-pleassse....h-h-have m-m-my clothes?"

"I believe," Karen hesitated teasingly and smiled. "It is customary, perhaps even mandatory, when beseeching a deity for some boon, to make an offering... some sacrifice to prove the worshiper worthy of divine attention."

 

[EmpressJosephine]

Years? Or Mileage?




“I can see you haven’t lost your touch,” Josh sighed contentedly. “What other secrets do you hold?”

“Mostly how old I’ve gotten,” Josephine replied with a self-deprecating chuckle as she moved up to rest her head on his bare shoulder. “What is it? Probably not even ten o’clock yet, and I’m about ready to call it a night.”

 

[MisterDark]

"I believe," Karen hesitated teasingly and smiled. "It is customary, perhaps even mandatory, when beseeching a deity for some boon, to make an offering... some sacrifice to prove the worshiper worthy of divine attention."

Chauncey could not remember ever having been so acutely aware of his own nudity than when the girl asked for a sacrifice. He had absolutely no idea what it was she was asking for. She had everything that he had originally entered the house with and now even the change of clothing he had hoped to return to his own penthouse wearing. Finally, hesitantly, he stood from where he crouched next to the bed, with his arms held out to the side and his erection standing out in front of him, "M-m-my d-d-dear g-goddess....." he began. He felt ridiculous sanding nude in front of the young woman, "as y-you c-c-can s-s-s-see.....you h-have e-everything th-th-that is m-m-mine already. Wh-wh-what w-w-would you have m-m-me d-d-do?"

He did his best to look her straight in the eye, but could not help taking in the sight of her beautiful legs and dainty feet. His cock twitched slightly at the notion of being used by this young thing, and right under the nose of dear Josephine. Whatever would SHE think?

 

[SlvrTongueDevil]

Josephine surprised me with, “What is it? Probably not even ten o’clock yet, and I’m about ready to call it a night.” She was always the life of the party ... and endlessly energetic. So maybe she'd been playing before I got here; certainly our activities were pretty intense. As she settled in on my shoulder, I wrapped my arm around her and cuddled. I inhaled the scent of sex which permeated the room and felt a level of contentment which I couldn't recall in recent memory.

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

As Carl made his way to the kitchen he heard low moans coming from the Grand parlor. Surprised as he thought he would be alone down here as everyone else was supposed to be upstairs he moved closer and saw by the light of the fire the exquisite naked body of 'Pusscake' on the lounge. She was obviously attending to herself and he would hate to interrupt even though he would love to give her a hand (pun intended he thought) with her situation.

He backed off slowly lest he disturb her and resumed his trek to the kitchen. Once inside he searched the cupboards until he found what he was looking for. Josephine always kept some decent chocolate on hand and he was going to make proper hot chocolate not that powdered stuff they sold in cans.

He started to gently heat up some milk in a saucepan while grating the chocolate finely. Once the milk had just started to froth he began adding the chocolate gently stirring it in and letting it melt. He added it bit by bit until he had it just at the taste he loved and then took it off the heat.

Pouring it into a tall glass mug he sprinkled a little more chocolate on top then sat down to enjoy it. He had been going to sit out by the fire but that spot was currently in use so the kitchen table would have to do. Sighing in pleasure he began to drink.

 

[KaseE]

"Wh-wh-what w-w-would you have m-m-me d-d-do?"

Karen turned on the bed so that just her feet hung over the edge of the mattress, pointing right to where Mr. Builtmore crouched naked next to the bed.

"I am thy goddess," she reminded him. "Anoint my toes with thy seed!"

 

[MisterDark]

Karen turned on the bed so that just her feet hung over the edge of the mattress, pointing right to where Mr. Builtmore crouched naked next to the bed.

"I am thy goddess," she reminded him. "Anoint my toes with thy seed!"

Chauncey was caught, half crouched, half standing, this magnificent females dainty feet a mere inches from his now fully erect and swollen manhood. Had he actually heard her correct? He reached out with one trembling hand and touched her right foot. Electricity shot through his body as he felt the soft skin and looked at her perfect toes. He moved so that he was on his knees before her, and his cock touched the sole of one of her feet.

He didn't WANT to, but he HAD to, and he quickly bowed his head to her feet, holding them together in his surprisingly strong hands and kissed them passionately as his penis, seeping a bit of precum, lubricated the bottoms of them. "Oh Goddess," he softly moaned, "use me as you wish."

 

[KaseE]

Chauncey bowed his head to her feet, holding them together in his surprisingly strong hands and kissed them passionately as his penis, seeping a bit of precum, lubricated the bottoms of them. "Oh Goddess," he softly moaned, "use me as you wish."

"That's right," Karen sighed. "Come on my feet, then lick them slowly clean."

 

[PrincepsCyberius]

While he generally agreed with Josephine’s libertine philosophies, it still troubled Ian to have become, albeit reluctantly, the agent of the loss of his niece Karen’s virginity. Fortunately, he had something to take it off his mind. Baron Von Heiden’s explosive and reckless farewell prank required remediation.

Back in his small apartment above the stables, Ian switched on his desk lamp and flipped through the old-fashioned steel Rolodex until he found the number he needed. When he dialed it, given the time of night, it did not surprise him to hear a voice mail message. After the beep, Ian spoke.

“Hello, Mr. Johnson. This is Ian Barre calling on behalf of Miss Josephine Czartoryski. There have been some significant damages done to the manor house here earlier today. These call for expert but discreet repairs. Please feel free to drive out here tomorrow morning and inspect the situation. Call from the gate and I’ll buzz you in. If tomorrow is inconvenient, then please call me at 262-867-5309. Please remember that your discretion in this matter is expected. Thank you.”​

He thumbed the red button on his phone. It contained the next number he needed in memory. Given the time where his old comrade in arms now resided, he decided to text.

Hello, Mate. Long time no see.
I hear you’re in private security now.
I have a posh but important job for you.
I’ll email you the details and flight information.
I hope to see you tomorrow.
Text me if you can’t make it.​

Ian then went to his computer; booked a first class flight in his friend’s name, Malcolm Erickson (almost including by habit Mal’s old rank with the 45 Commando, Royal Marines); arranged for a rental car; and then emailed Mal with all the pertinent information. Given Mal’s record established in Iraq, Ulster, and Afghanistan, Ian had little doubt he could keep Dominion Manor safe. Ian just hoped Mal would find enough here to keep him interested.

 

[Lordmikel]

Things are looking up

"Has he talked yet?"

Malcolm looked over the scene, he was actually surprised the guy hasn't spoken yet. One being hung over a building by one foot, generally gets one to talk. He looked down at the man, who was screaming quite loudly. Screaming was to be expected, but not saying anything was getting annoying. "We just want to know who took the diamonds."

It was then his phone beeped for a message. Malcolm usually ignored such messages, but this beep was a unique one. He had all of his rings and beeps for unique people. "One second, hang in there mate."

Malcolm brought up his phone to read the message. Muttering quietly, "Interesting." He turned from the hanging man and began to leave the area, and then suddenly realized, "Drop him." He took two more steps before he heard the man scream in terror. "Wait!"

He walked back to his bruisers and the man hanging. "I have to be somewhere else, someone more important needs my assistance. You can make my life easy and talk, or you can make my life more difficult and not talk. I don't like it when people make my life difficult." He gave the man a very stern look, perhaps it was the words, the demeanor, but the hanging man finally started talking.

Malcolm looked at one of the bruisers, "pass this information on, I have another matter to attend."

He texted back, "See you soon." He considered emoji talk and slang to annoy Ian, but while a short victory, besides he would prefer to see his face if he were going to do that.

Malcolm put this business behind him as he made his way back to his loft to grab his over night bag. It was always packed, one never knew when one might have to leave.

Quickly hailing a cab, he made his way to the airport. Ian had wasted no expense at all. First class flight, SUV rental, it was all quite lavish.

 

[ShyMaleSub]

Paul Johnson, PE

Paul Johnson had an exceptional career at Drewson Automotive, rising to Director of Engineering in his late thirties, earlier than any of his predecessors. That success served him well when his wife was stricken with cancer. He was able to retire in his early fifties to care for her in her final months. After she passed, his Professional Engineer license afforded him the opportunity to independently consult on a variety of projects, and his reputation from Drewson allowed him to charge a substantial fee. He also had the luxury of choosing only the projects that spiked his interest.

It was on one such project that he met Ian Barre and learned to appreciate his somewhat eccentric ways. Now he had a message from Ian that intrigued him. Home repairs, even to a stately manor were not exactly in his skill set, but he could manage it. Besides, the stories Ian had told him about some of his adventures at the Czartoryski manor were far too interesting too pass up an opportunity to see it first hand. Ian had only hinted at what went on there, but Paul was astute enough to gather it was a veritable erotic playground.

Since his wife had died, Paul had spent a lot time, too much probably, exploring the world of eroticism, particularly BDSM, online. So, Ian's tales had made him want to explore even more. He made plans to go out there first thing in the morning. It was a long drive so he probably wouldn't get there until nearly midday. He decided to give Ian a call to let him know. The call went straight to voice mail, and he left a message.

"Ian, Paul Johnson here. I'll be happy to come out to the Czartoryski manor and look to see what can be done about the damage. I'll drive out tomorrow morning, but it'll be about mid day before I can get there. Of course I'll be discreet. Perhaps you'll have a chance to show me around and introduce me to some of the family."

 

[MisterDark]

"That's right," Karen sighed. "Come on my feet, then lick them slowly clean."

Chauncey raised his head slowly. The electric touch of the young woman's dainty feet against his swollen member caused his head to swim. Had he really heard her correctly. Had she really just ordered him to "release" his pent up excitement over her perfectly manicured toes. He slowly lowered his left hand to his engorged penis and slowly began to stroke it, as his right hand grasped her tiny ankles and held them together. Each stroke seemed to move him so that the tops of her feet rubbed against the bottom of his equally swollen balls.

He looked her square in the eyes as he did as she had bid, fearful that he might have imagined it and she would scream at the next moment His excitement grew with each stroke, but his eyes never left her's..

 

[KaseE]

Meeting his eyes, Karen smiled hungrily, exposing a carnal wisdom beyond her years.

"That's right, Mr. Builtmore," she spoke with breathy lust as her toes wiggled against his tight scrotum and the base of his erection. "I'm just eighteen years old and you get to defile me but then, even better, cleanse my of your swill."

 

[MisterDark]

Meeting his eyes, Karen smiled hungrily, exposing a carnal wisdom beyond her years.

"That's right, Mr. Builtmore," she spoke with breathy lust as her toes wiggled against his tight scrotum and the base of his erection. "I'm just eighteen years old and you get to defile me but then, even better, cleanse my of your swill."

The combination of Karen's lusty words and the wriggling of her toes against him was almost more than Chauncey could hope for and he quickened the pace of his strokes. He leaned forward and buried his face on her legs, although, because of his height and how he was positioned, his face was just above the young woman's knees, as he groaned in pleasure. He lightly brushed his lips across her legs and quickened his stroke a bit more.

Even though she still wore his jacket, it was slightly open and as he kissed her legs, his mind flashed to her standing in front of him totally nude in the Grand Room earlier. Now to feel her feet touching him, to actually kiss her fine toned legs, caused him to quicken his stroke even more. He did not wish to disappoint her as he could feel his own orgasm building. He stood up from where he was, excited to have her look at his nude form even as he pleasured himself.

He allowed one foot to stay where it was against the bottom of his penis and pulled the other to his mouth. He licked across the bottom of the sole of her foot and then between each of her tiny toes, occasionally sucking one into his mouth and swirling his tongue around it. The position caused the bottom of the jacket to open a bit and he could just see the lips of her pussy, pushing him even closer.

 

[KaseE]

Karen had never realized that her erogenous zones included her feet. As Chauncey licked her arch and sucked her toes, thrills like sparks of mild electric shocks traveled up her legs and between her thighs to reach and add to the heat in her loins. She involuntarily spread her legs slightly, causing the oversize suit coat she wore to fall open and expose her bald womanhood.

"That's delightful, Mr. Builtmore," she sighed. "Now come on them and lick them clean."