Dominion: A Tale of Wealth & Power

Constantine envelopes Mary's hand in his and bows slightly over it. "Net, you are not inteeroopteeng," he replies with a pleasant smile, "Ian vas showeeng me de mansion and ve stopped to vatch Madame Czartoryski's maids playeeng at beeng BDSM role players." "Eet vould appear dat Fruitloops doos not like me and she got leetle beet emotional."

"Boot dat ees noteeng," he adds dismissively, "She ees joost sex toy." "I vill talk vid Madame Czarytoryski."

He releases the hazel eyed raven haired beauty's hand. "I am told dat you are politsiya," Constantine continues with more than a hint of pride, "My mudder ees personal seecreetary to police commeessioner of St. Petersburgh."
 
"My mudder ees personal seecreetary to police commeessioner of St. Petersburgh," Constantine bragged.

"I'm nothing so important," Mary admitted. "I'm one of about fifty patrol deputies in the local sheriff's department."

She felt suddenly giddy with lust and decadent comfort cradled in William's arms, in the presence of gentlemanly Ian and giant Constantine, with Michele and Alysa nearby, kissing against the St. Andrew's Cross. It made her confess further. "But recent events have me considering applying to Josephine for a job as private security."
 
"I do not know eef my mudder ees important," Constantine replies, "She ees just ceeveelian employee in MVD." "Dat ees Russian Interior Ministry."

"She has been een same jobe for 40 years. She ees fixture in politsiya heedquarters boot ees not VIP. She ees like Mees Moneypenny in James Bond films. Bosses dey come and dey go but my mudder ees alvays at same desk."

"I too veesh to vork for Madame Czartoryski as security," Constantine continues, "Vid two Eenglish mercenaries, Russian bodyguard and Ameereecan ex-politsiya vorking for her, Madame Czartoryski vould be one of beest protected reech persons een dees area."

"I vas only corporal in Russian army and am not ex-politsiya. Maybe I vill get jobe as persoonal trainer."

"Eet vould be good for Madame Czartoryski to have female as part of her security. You can go placees dat us men can not."
 
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.

The sun had warmed the concrete bench. Its heat against Karen's buttocks perfectly complemented Malcolm's torrid thrusts into her. She had come twice already and could feel a third orgasm building inside of her.

"I'm on the Pill," she gasped to reassure Malcolm. "Please... I want to feel you come in me!"
 
"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."

Carl thrust hard into her a few more times before pulling out entirely and caressing her backside and gently moving her out the way. He pulled her into a brief embrace, kissing her and tasting Josephine's juices on her lips.

"Don't be too long Dawn. I was enjoying that and would like to continue," he chuckled.

As she moved away he took her place in between Josephine's legs and gently began to nibble on the woman's outer lips and then inserted his tongue inside her as he licked her juices up. Then turning the butt plug up again he inserted two fingers into her as his tongue zeroed in on her clit and started to drive it wild.
 
With such a sexy and sultry request, how could Malcolm not deny this beauty what she was wanting. The way she said it too, his cock swelled a bit more. He leaned hard into her, pounding his hard cock repeatedly into her. Slamming down deep and hard, he was almost like a jack hammer. His muscular arms holding himself higher to get the perfect angle.

Finally the moment of truth came for him. His cock slammed in hard into Karen as he finally came. He felt as he filled her pussy, slamming again and again into her. Wanting her to come that third time.
 
"Don't be too long, Dawn," Carl chuckled. "I was enjoying that and would like to continue."

Dawn stepped gingerly at first, allowing her innards to settle back into place as her anal sphincter tightened back up. By the time she reached the chaise lounge where she'd left Chrissy tied down, however, she strutted. She smiled down at the panting girl and spoke. "You're in luck. Prince Carl Gustav has granted you a reprieve!"

As she bent to release the Velcro straps that secured Chrissy's wrists to the chaise's rigid arms, she could hear the butt plug still buzzing inside the pretty chauffeur.

"Let's remove that, shall we?" Dawn suggested as she gently but steadily tugged the wire connecting the inserted toy to its controller. After a moment, it popped free.
 
Karen had always assumed she would feel a man's semen squirting into her as he ejaculated. It surprised her to discover that, instead, she felt his entire penis swell and ripple slightly, but not the splash of sperm at the end. When Malcolm came, the undulating pulsation of his erection overwhelmed with sensation her already climaxing womanhood. She had another orgasm then, piling ecstasy upon ecstasy upon ecstasy.

"Wow!" Karen barely managed to gasp as her whole body convulsed beneath him.
 
Malcolm thrust in a few more time, as he watched and felt the lovely Kare finish her third orgasm. He stopped for a moment finally, his cock buried inside of Karen as he gently kissed her neck. "Very wow." He whispered in her ear. Slowly he pulled out of her, laying next to her on the bench. He might be good for a second round, he would just need a minute or two break.
 
"Eet vould be good for Madame Czartoryski to have female as part of her security," Constantine opined in support of Mary's idea. "You can go placees dat us men can not."

"True," Mary agreed. A wicked smile then brightened her slightly flushed countenance. "But men can go places women cannot, at least not as effectively and naturally as men can. That's something those two may have forgotten."

She cocked her head toward Michele and Alyssa necking against the St. Andrew's cross.
 
Substitution



“Keep Josephine interested while I’m gone,” Dawn said from between Josephine’s thighs. Rather than resume cunnilingus, she instead stood up and walked away.

Prince Carl Gustav cut short Josephine’s groan of protest by taking Dawn’s place, beginning to nibble gently on Josephine’s womanhood, and then inserting his tongue inside her. He enhanced this pleasurable attention using the wireless remote he held to turn up Josephine’s butt plug while he began licking her clitoris as he inserted two fingers into her.

“Oh! Gussie!” Josephine purred loudly. “You always know just what I need!”


 
No matter what is going on with the world around me, the moment that Michele puts herself into the equation everything seems to take a different perspective. The rude, egoistical persona of the Russian no longer bothered me for my mind was solely fixated upon the woman before me. Even the newcomers that entered into the room didn’t alter my attention as I continued to press my lips to the soft ones that belonged to Michele. My tongue systematically explored the warm, cavernous mouth of the woman whom I was slowly pushing my body up against while we exchanged tongue dominance over one another.

I moved my hands from their task of covering Michele’s breasts down to her slim but muscular waist, but was instantly displeased with their position for it seemed so…. distant, so with a mental grin, I moved them around her waist and down over the curve of her buttocks. Curving my palms, I cupped her sweet cheeks and gripped them lovingly. I moaned in our kiss as my breasts came into contact with hers. I deepened my kiss, the hunger to taste her essences dominated over any other feelings that flowed through my mind.

‘Fuck!’ I mentally scream as I can’t seem to satisfy my lust for this woman. I pushed harder into her body, showing the animalistic mood I was in. My hands groped, fingers clenched the firm sphere’s of Michele’s ass, the hunger to ravish her body was burning heavily in the pit of my stomach.

“Michele, I want you!” I gasp as I break our kiss to inhale some much needed air.
 
The hot buzz of the butt plug complemented the warmth of the sun on Chrissy's lotion slick naked body. She practically dripped with lust but, with her wrists bound to the arms of the chaise lounge, could do little about it except rub her now sodden thighs together. With hope of a better source for relief, she stopped and spread her legs as Dawn approached.

"You're in luck," Dawn smiled down at her. "Prince Carl Gustav has granted you a reprieve!"

Dawn bent down and released the Velcro straps binding Chrissy's wrists. As Chrissy squirmed to get comfortable, the butt plug's hum became more audible.

"Let's remove that, shall we?" Dawn suggested as she gently but steadily tugged the wire connecting the inserted toy to its controller. After a moment, it popped free, igniting a minor climax that rolled out of Chrissy's loins like a ardent shiver.

"Oohhh..." Chrissy moaned. Then blinking, she met Dawn's eyes and spoke a reminder. "The Prince? I hope he understands I won't want relief from him."
 
"Oohhh..." Chrissy moaned when the butt plug popped out of her behind. Then blinking, she met Dawn's eyes and spoke a reminder. "The Prince? I hope he understands I won't want relief from him."

Dawn, still holding it by the wire and not touching the business end, lowered the used toy to the ground to clean later. She then lightly stroked Chrissy's bald womanhood with one finger as she reassured her. "He knows of your preference and my promise to you. Now follow me for your special treat."

Taking Chrissy's leash in her right hand, Dawn urged her to stand. Without looking back, knowing Chrissy would obey and follow her with or without the leash, Dawn led her back to the side of the Ping Pong table where Prince Carl Gustav ate and fingered a squirming Josephine. Without bothering them, Dawn whispered to Chrissy. "Climb up there and sit in Mistress's face."
 
"Michele," Alysa gasps as she breaks their prolonged kiss, "I want you!"

"Here?" Michele asks breathlessly, thinking of the three men and one woman crowded at the dungeon's door. "Now? In front of them?"
 
Fortunately, Josephine always purchased everything of the best quality. Although the ping pong table creaked and swayed as Chrissy added her meager weight to the end on which Josephine already lay as Prince Carl ate and fingered her, it gave no sign that it might collapse. Obeying Dawn's command, Chrissy carefully swung her right leg to the far side of Josephine's shoulders and slowly, to allow their Mistress an opportunity to voice any objection, lowered her womanhood toward Josephine's mouth.
 
"Men can go places women cannot, at least not as effectively and naturally as men can," Mary quipped in reply to Constantine. Then she cocked her head toward Michele and Alyssa necking and whispering against the St. Andrew's cross. "That's something those two may have forgotten."

"In any event," Ian replied, looking from Mary, to William, to Constantine. "I believe right now they want their privacy. Shall we give it to them?"
 
Refreshment



The creak and shimmy of the sturdy ping-pong table alerted Josephine that someone had joined her upon it. She opened her eyes in time to see her chef Chrissy swing her right leg to the far side of Josephine’s left shoulder and slowly lower her womanhood toward Josephine’s mouth. Already overwhelmingly libidinous from the erogenous attention paid to her by Dawn and Carl, Josephine eagerly extended her tongue to accept what Chrissy offered.


 
Chrissy audibly groaned when Josephine's tongue slipped up into her womanhood.

"Thank you, Mistress!" Chrissy gasped as she settled her hips into place.
 
Karen shivered when Malcolm gently kissed her neck.

"Very wow..." he commented simply on their lovemaking as he slowly pulled out of her, making her gasp soundlessly. He settled next to her on the bench.

From what Karen could tell from her so far limited experience, every time two people coupled in sex felt new and unique. No wonder no one ever seemed to get bored with it. She wanted more to put that to the test.

"Let's forget this game, take a quick dip, and go up to the house," she suggested softly. "I don't think we need a game to keep things interesting."
 
Carl saw and heard the return of the two women, but he waited until he heard Chrissy gasp in pleasure, signaling that Josephine had begun to work her magic on her, to remove his head from between her legs and look up to find Dawn.

He still kept his fingers moving inside Josephine, after all there was no need to keep the Empress deprived while they chatted.

"So my dear Dawn. Would you like to resume the spot you have so recently vacated and I will go back to mine? After all I would not wish to deprive you of the fun to be had," he smiled.
 
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.
 
"Da, Ian," Constantine replies agreeabley, "Ve shall continue vid tour of dvoret."

He turns back to the couple, "Eet vas pleesure to meet you." "I am sure ve vill talk again. Have foon!"

The sight of the two maids is quite enticing but Alyssa's obvious hostility would make things awkward. Perhaps he thinks he may have an opportunity to 'discuss' her attitude with her at some other time.

About facing he steps out of the playroom. "Shall ve look at Madame's eexercise equeepment, Ian?"
 
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"'Eekzercise equeepment,'" Mary reiterates, playfully imitating Constantine's accent. "That sounds delightful! I haven't worked out since Wednesday... not in the conventional sense, at least."

Blushing slightly, she continues. "William, set me down. Let's leave the ladies alone and head over there. If you're not feeling like 'eekzecise,' there's an area to just relax."
 
"So my dear Dawn, " Prince Carl Gustav stopped giving Josephine cunnilingus to speak, although he kept his fingers moving inside her. "Would you like to resume the spot you have so recently vacated and I will go back to mine? After all, I would not wish to deprive you of the fun to be had."

"You always speak with such excessive and dramatic flourish, Your Highness," Dawn chuckled as she moved to take his place between Josephine's spread thighs. "Isn't it easier just to say you'll go back to fucking me while I resume eating my Mistress?"
 
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