Dominion: A Tale of Wealth & Power

"Oh... God...." Michele moaned as Alysa slid her fingers deeply into her. She tried to maintain her adoring gaze, but her eyes kept loosing focus or fluttering shut with the ecstacy her usually shy lover provided. That Alysa did this on the pool deck, with so many people around, intensified Michele's excitement. This thought provided her with the resolution necessary to gaze unwaveringly into Alysa's beautiful brown eyes.

"Show them all how you love me...." Michele sighed. "Lick me here... right now... until I come...."
 
Since Malcolm had briefly been in the garage earlier, he did actually know where that was. "Why don't you go ahead and park in the garage." He says, pointing in the direction. "I'm sure you will be staying for a few days, better to keep your car protected from the elements."

She will find the garage to be quite large, easily able to fit many cars.
 
"Why thank you," Silvia said trying to subtly introduce the double meaning inherent in her words, "I could toss those bags behind the seat, and ride you to the garage before you escort me to see Miss Josephine."
 
Malcolm smiled at the lovely woman. "I would absolutely love a ride from you." He said rather innocently. He opened the passenger side door to grab the bags to put them in the back. Once completed he takes a seat. "I shall let you take me where you wish." He says as elegantly as he can.
 
As Malcolm sat in the passenger seat, Silvia slid the manual transmission into first gear. The back of her right hand lingering on the side of Malcolm's thigh for a slightly exaggerated moment as she drove the T-bird up the driveway to the garage. "Is this the way... Ah, yes... You were right, it is quite large."

Silvia parked in an open space. The palm of her right hand this time briefly brushing the top of Malcolm's knee as she shifted the car out of gear and set the brake. "You are so kind, perhaps we should get you back to Miss Josephine. I am certain someone is missing your presence."
 
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Malcolm turned to look at Silvia. "oh no, they were all quite busy when I left, no one would miss me for awhile." He says innocently, but she knows is anything but innocent.
 
Ian watched from the mansion's front door as the antique sports coupe drove up the private road from the highway. Its top was down and he saw the young woman who identified herself a Silvia Dome driving with Malcolm Erickson in the front passenger seat. Silvia eschewed the semicircular drive in front of the house and pulled toward the garage behind the dining room. Ian used the security app on his phone to open the garage door for her.

For now, he would leave it to Malcolm to keep the new guest occupied, in one way or another. Ian had seen Josephine head upstairs with the mystic. Josephine took guests to her bedroom for only one reason. Ian would assure everyone respected her privacy. To that end, he returned to the kitchen and sat at the breakfast bar. From there, he could see both staircases to the upper floor. He would warn away anyone who tried to go visit his employer, now surely occupied in her own entertainment.
 
Meanwhile... In the garage.

"Well then, if you are certain that it will not be an imposition," Silvia said, believing her invitation would be understood. "You certainly give give me the impression that you know your way about. I have never been... Before... If you could spare some time to show be about. That would be ever so lovely."
 
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Karen continued to doze on a chaise lounge by the pool, enjoying the warm sunshine on her nude body. Whenever she woke a little, she would wonder what had become of Malcolm and why he hadn't returned. Then, feeling delightfully mellow, she would fall back into a light but fully relaxed and peaceful sleep.
 
Malcolm watched as the garage door opened on its own. That meant Ian was watching them on the cameras. He glances as the door closes behind them, the overhead light now the only light. He looks over and smiles. He hand slides down to her leg, one finger sliding along it slowly. "I've only been here for a day, but I do figure things out rather quickly."
 
"Oh," Silvia said looking into Malcolm's eyes while simultaneously shifting in her seat making it easier for him to touch her. "I never would have guessed. You have such an attractive confidence about you. But it could be fun. Exploring, finding our way about together. I mean if you are free. We could be like teenagers in a back seat exploring our world," Silvia looked behind Malcolm to the rear of the coupe for emphasis, "but alas I have no back seat."
 
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Malcolm felt as Sylvia positioned herself so he could more easily feel her body. Gone was any pretense as his hand found her breast. He squeezed it gently, finding it firm in his grasp and wondering what it looked like without clothing. "it is all right." Malcolm mutters, "I've always been a front seat kind of guy."
 
As Malcom's left hand familiarised itself with her right breast, Silva ran the fingers of her right hand across his scalp playing with his hair before tilting her head and offering a kiss. At the same time her left hand had found Malcom's left knee and was giving it a firm yet erotic squeeze.
 
Karen dear one, sam moaned. You are so beautiful, feeling your bottom, want you so.

"Mmmmm....." Karen purred as Dr. Edgeways caressed her. She stretched her body. Its thing sheen of sweat sparkled in the summer afternoon light. "Isn't it glorious, Professor? The sunshine, I mean...."
 
Mary awoke, tangled in sweaty sheets and Dawn's legs. She always appreciated all the opportunities Dominion Manor provided for further exploring her growing interest in Sapphic sex. She doubted she would ever lose her interest in men, but she had increasingly come to appreciate the various advantages of also finding lovers among women.

The thought of returning to work on Monday, and leaving all this behind for even a few days, had become correspondingly unappealing.
 
Malcolm finally let his hand move to Silva's back. His hand moved beneath her shirt, touching her bare skin. He continued to kiss her, loving the taste of her lips on his. As he felt her hand on his knee, he knew that hand would be moving higher very soon.
 
Malcolm's lips were firm and sensuous. His kiss, his demeanor refreshingly confident. He did not pounce, but ke knew what he wanted and was perceptive, he did not waiver or hesitate.

He was a real man like... Silvia's bliss was momentarily interrupted by the memory of her ex-headshrinker, the perv who told her she was trying to bed her confident, successful, poised...

Silvia had read Anias Nin's 'Incest' too... But lacking a BS degree nobody was paying her $140 an hour to misquote it. She would bed Malcolm, because it was fun to have a knowledgable confident lover, not because her father ignored her.

Silvia's mind returned to her lips, her tounge. Malcolm's hand softly deftly searching for a bra strap on her back. Ha... It was in her suitcase, not back there. She squeezed his knee again and slid her hand under his robe.

That hand slowly traced it's way up his bare leg, announcing her clear intention. When it reached his swim trunks a finger traced an outline. Inviting him to assist as she gripped the suit and pulled firmly but gently...
 
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Malcolm slowly undid the belt of his robe, thus giving Silvia's hand better access. But as he felt her pulling down his trunks, he was happy to oblige there too. Slowly he pulled the trunks down his legs, leaving them at the floorboards of the car. With the robe now more open, she can see that Malcolm does work out. His muscular body is quite lean with the occasional scar on various parts of his body.

His hands moved pulling Sylvia's top off of her. He was now confirmed of her lack of a bra, especially when he didn't feel one, but as they say, "seeing is believing." This was something to truly behold.

His hand now moves to her breasts, doing a slow cares, running his fingers across her nipples.
 
Mary awoke, tangled in sweaty sheets and Dawn's legs. She always appreciated all the opportunities Dominion Manor provided for further exploring her growing interest in Sapphic sex. She doubted she would ever lose her interest in men, but she had increasingly come to appreciate the various advantages of also finding lovers among women.

The thought of returning to work on Monday, and leaving all this behind for even a few days, had become correspondingly unappealing.

Dawn awoke to find Mary watching her. She kissed her on the nose and smiled.

"That was very nice. Shall we go again, or get back to the party?"
 
Connected to Silvia at their lips, Malcolm's hands on her perky breasts could feel but not see the little studs through the base of each nipple.

"Ahh," she softly moaned as he played with them. Silvia loved the way that made her feel.

If Malcolm could see them he might notice that she had chosen the four little balls, two of which terminated each stud, for the fact that their blue-ish green perfectly matched her eyes.

While their lips and tongues danced Silva released the buttons on the waistband of her skirt. She started to rise in her seat. Very slowly so as to not break contact... The roof, she was touching the convertible top.

Returning to her seat just as slowly, Malcolm moving slightly to match, his hands still making her nipples very happy... He pituitary still dumping Oxytocin, Silvia flipped the switch to lower the top. As it unlatched from the windscreen and moved up Silvia rose again.

She pushed her skirt down and rose in a stoop. Leaving her last article of clothing on the driver's side floormat she placed her right knee beside his left buttock. Her movement into him caused him to twist slightly pushing the small of his back into the seat. Their joined movements opened his robe.

Their lips parted, briefly... Although Malcolm's hands remained on her breasts, as Slivia rotated on top of him and placed her left knee beside his right buttock. Silvia wiggled, positioning herself, and in particular the entrance to herself, directly over Malcolm's... Malcolm's very nice appendage.

Silva positioned herself and prepared to lower herself onto that appendage. She looked Malcolm in the eyes and saw his desire. And out of the corner of her eye she saw the trunk lid close over the now stowed convertible top. "So that's how the trunk opens," she thought.
 
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Some insect buzzing past her ear woke Karen again, this time fully. She could tell by the change in shadows at least a half hour had passed since she sent Malcolm to find Dawn or Mary. Knowing him, he had found them and not returned to fetch her before taking the opportunity to enjoy their always overcharged libidos.

She sat up to see that only she and Prof. Edgeways remained by the pool. He dozed on a chaise lounge next to hers. She kissed his forehead and whispered. "You get some rest, Sweetie. I'll be back in a bit."

She stood and rolled his wheelchair next to where he slept, in case he needed to get somewhere before she returned. Then, still nude from her swim, she headed up the slight rise of lawn that led to the back of the mansion. She relished the sensation of the perfectly maintained grass on her bare feet. She looked forward to enjoying soon more of the sensual delights always available at this manor, to which she had recently become heir.
 
Malcolm was impressed as Sylvia climbed over onto his side of the car. his hard member was pointing up as she marveled at Sylvia's naked body before him. His eyes looked over her hungrily, knowing she would be lowering herself so very soon.

He briefly tried to recall the last time he had done it in a car, but nothing came to mind. But as Sylvia lowered herself, and his hard member touched her for the first time, such trivial thoughts were banished.

His hands remained on her breasts, squeezing them. Finally though she lowered herself and he felt as the head penetrated her. But she wasn't finished as she continued to lower herself.
 
Silvia slowly lowered herself onto Malcolm's beautiful penis. She gazed into his eyes as his head parted her dampened folds and slid bumpedy, bump deep into her. When she reached the bottom she slowly moved her thighs, her upper legs and began to lift up. After the first cycle Malcolm had joined her movements and they were cycling up and down at deliciously similar, but oh so stimulatingly slightly different speeds.

Silvia had both of her hands on Malcolm's strong shoulders, and she continued to look directly into his eyes. He was good at this, and was enjoying himself. He had poise, intensity and an inner strength that so many lacked.

As their joined movements, having started out slowly and enticingly... As they gained tempo... Their movement's speed and intensity increasing... Her synapses fired out single shots to her brain.

Just like the Royal Navy at Fort McHenry, single rockets were reaching her brain. Finding Silvia's correct range and azimuth. Once Malcolm's proper elevation was found, every single rocket would be fired in a blinding, deafening fireworks show. Sensory overload, orgasm.

Who doesn't love the fourth of July.
 
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Still in the kitchen, Ian glanced at movement beyond the tall rear windows and saw his niece Karen crossing the lawn from the swimming pool. The sight of her unashamed nudity brought several not entirely consistent reactions. He and Josephine had raised her this way, based on their similar freethinking, cosmopolitan ethics. It bothered him, though, wondering what her more conventional late parents would have thought of the lifestyle of which she caught glimpses as a youngster, and now fully embraced as an adult. It reassured him that Josephine had named Karen her heir, so at least she could live as she chose with both legal and financial security.

The tea kettle on the stove began to whistle. Malcolm could still see Karen after he moved to the kitchen island to fill the teapot. The most direct way into the house came through the adjoining morning room, so he retrieved two cups.
 
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