Dominion: A Tale of Wealth & Power

[Lordmikel]

Malcolm smiled at Carl as he approached the man. "Oh no, you are quite incorrect, it does the say fellatio for a friend." Malcolm reaches out to stroke Carl's member, "And I consider you my friend. And it is your fantasy to have a guy on his knees." Of course the touch was by no means sensual, it was more rough then anything.

 

[Rose4Emily]

“I see that you are close,” Alysa purrs as she teases Michele's clitoris. “However, you will not release 'til I tell you can do so. Do you understand? If you do, I will have to punish you.”

“I understand, Ms. Winters,” Michele moans desperately. She remains just aware enough to realize her new lover is not entirely comfortable with the the sadism Michele has elicited from her. Michele again attempts to wrap her left leg around Alysa's thighs to pull their hips together as she whispers. “Pleasure or pain, whichever you want, Ms. Winters... please give it to me!”

 

[PrincepsCyberius]

"Dat ees de sound of geerl being vipped or soomteeng," Constantine remarks of the yelps and moans just audible through the heavy door at the bottom of the stairs.

"Indeed," Ian agrees. "Michele never objects to an audience, although Fruitloops might prefer privacy. What do you think? Shall we go in?"

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

Carl smiles at the man knowing his game but deciding to ignore it for now.

"Well it is your choice and I will not turn you away if you want to give me one," he smiles at Malcolm. "Who knows, depending on your performance you may even get a surprise ending. Or I may even ask Karen if she would like to warm me up for you."

The last part was said quiet enough so that only Malcolm could hear and Carl grinned widely at the man.

 

[CCorteeze]

"Josephine and I already started playing against each other," Prince Carl Gustav explained. "It would hardly be fair for us to suddenly become a team now. I am sure you would agree with that."

"I agree, but..." Karen began, then seemed to reconsider any objection. "Never mind, I simply agree."

Mary turned to William and whispered. "Do you think we should suggest triples? Or do you want to start a game of our own?"

William abruptly turned away from activity at the poolside, which was indeed a very hard thing to do when someone as gorgeous as Josephine was nude and conducting some very interesting actions. However, the soft voice of Mary was strong enough to pull his attention away.

He smiled at her choices she gave him, “Well to be honest here, I would hate to have to share someone so emasculate with anyone else for I’m a greedy bastard and love to keep newly founded treasures to myself.” He exclaimed before continuing, “Besides you know what they say, three is a crowd.” He looked over at the scene once more, “So, if the decision is up to me I wish to play our own little game, however, I will submit to the wanting of a woman such as you.” He reached out and placed his hand upon her hip.

Before Mary could reply, Prince Carl spoke to her. "Perhaps you could be the one to take control of that one."

It took Mary a second to think back to what she had heard the others saying to realize he meant a remote controller like the one Karen held adjusting the vibration of Josephine's butt plug. Again, the animated conversation moved on without her participation. Mary smiled at William and whispered. "Dawn's still here if they need someone to take the remotes. Let's you and I go back up to the house."

 

[Hard_Rom]

"Da!" Constantine replies, "Of course ve should go een." "I am curious to see hao vestern vomen take veeppeeng."

He puts his hand on the door knob and gives it a turn.

"Ve shall see eef Fruitloops ees doeeng eet prowperly and leaving veep marks."

Constantine pushes the door open and steps inside the playroom.

 

[EmpressJosephine]

Extracurricular Activity

“K... Karen....” Josephine moaned from where she leaned against the end of the ping-pong table, both arms straight and her hands clutching its edge. “C-c-could you turn this... this thing back dow... down, p-p-p-please?”

“Sure!” Karen replied about the vibrating butt plug inserted in Josephine's behind, the wireless remote control for which Karen held. Smiling devilishly, she turned it down to low, counted to three, then turned it back to high again.

Josephine caught a single breath after the intense vibrations of the butt plug subsided to a low hum. Then, just as quickly, its stimulation returned to its former strength.

“You bi...” Josephine stopped, unable, even in her sweet distress, to use that word against her ward and heir. Instead, steadying herself with her left hand on the ping pong table, she turned to meet Karen’s eyes while her right hand slid down to stroke her own womanhood.

“You darling...” she sighed lovingly as she gazed upon Karen. “You wonderful darling....”

 

[PrincepsCyberius]

"Ve shall see eef Fruitloops ees doeeng eet prowperly and leaving veep marks," Constantine says. Then pushes the door open and steps inside the playroom.

"Take it slow," Ian suggests softly, setting a hand on the huge Russian's elbow. "There are certain lines Josephine would not want you to cross."

Looking around Constantine, Ian sees Michele with her arms up over her head, their wrists shackled to the upper beams of the St. Andrew's cross. She remains in her maid's uniform, albeit with the front open. Her legs remain unbound, and she has her left leg wrapped around Fruitloops' thighs to pull their hips together. With a tight-lipped grin, Ian realizes that Fruitloops could learn a thing or two from him and, presumably, from Constantine.

 

[Hard_Rom]

"Do not fear, droog Ian," Constantine says quietly, "I vould neeveer harm any of Madame Czartoryski's property." "Unleess she asked me too!" He drinks in the sight of the two fetish maids in their embrace. "Der ees also deeffeereence between harm and hurt," he adds with a slight smile. Constantine notes the absence of tears on her face and vivid marks of punishment on Michele's breasts.

"Dees ees not BDSM. Dees ees two soobmeeseeves playing!"

There is a definite swelling of his cock to be seen through his thin shorts but Constantine says, "Good coop of tea vould be more inteereesteeng." From prisoner interrogations in Chechnya to the most despotic of Russian underground sex clubs, Constantine has seen it all.

 

[KaseE]

Josephine caught a single breath after the intense vibrations of the butt plug subsided to a low hum. Then, just as quickly, its stimulation returned to its former strength.

“You bi...” Josephine stopped, unable, even in her sweet distress, to use that word against her ward and heir. Instead, steadying herself with her left hand on the ping pong table, she turned to meet Karen’s eyes while her right hand slid down to stroke her own womanhood.

“You darling...” she sighed lovingly as she gazed upon Karen. “You wonderful darling....”

Karen smiled lovingly back at Josephine but she spoke to Carl and Malcolm. "If you gentlemen don't settle how we're to proceed soon, you may find that Josephine has disqualified herself."

Although knowing it would exacerbate that issue, Karen began using the wireless remote control she held to vary randomly the intensity of vibrations in Josephine's butt plug.

 

[Lordmikel]

Malcolm felt sorry for the Prince. Things were not going to end well for the man. He was trying to assert dominance over Malcolm and it simply wasn't not going to work. Malcolm had allowed the man multiple chances to back off, but he ignored them all. Malcolm no longer had any interest in the man, he would be getting what was coming to him.

Instead he looked towards Karen with a bright smile, "We my dear are going to fuck, and I will let you choose the position."

 

[KaseE]

"We, my dear, are going to fuck," Malcolm told Karen with his British accent and complete confidence, all of which sent a thrill down Karen's spine to incite her loins to greater desire. "And I will let you choose the position."

Karen remembered watching Josephine riding Carl, and decided she wanted the same. This reminded her that she still held the wireless remote controlling the butt plug in Josephine. Reducing this to its lowest setting, she handed it to Dawn on her way over to the chaise lounge that Josephine and Carl had previously used.

"Lay down, Mr. Erickson," she suggested. "I think I like it best on top."

 

[Lordmikel]

Malcolm smiled at the way Karen was knowing what she was wanting. He was certainly wanting this too. Walking over towards Karen, he admired her beauty and body as he took a seat as instructed. "I do like a woman who knows what she likes." He lays back onto the chaise lounge, his hard cock pointing straight up towards the sky. Malcolm offers his hand to the lovely Karen to assist her as she mounts him.

 

[DawnODay]

Karen handed Dawn the wireless remote controlling the butt plug in Josephine. Dawn smiled at her, then glanced over to study Josephine by the Ping Pong table, appearing as if she had begun to catch her breath. Looking down, Dawn saw the controller set to its lowest level. Out of curiosity, at first, she dialed it up to full power.

 

[AmberStar]

The feel of Michele’s moistened petals upon my finger fuels the lust that swells in the pit of my stomach. The want, the need, the desire to feel and taste the sweet essence of my lover tests the conviction of the part that I’m portraying for my love. I do so want to play the dominating partner that she seeks, but I fear that my emotions or the style of my life doesn’t conform to this type of lifestyle, which pulls me in separate directions.

I look into the depths of her lust fueled orbs and decide to press on with what she wishes. I inhale deeply, fighting the urge to give into the erotic motions of her leg. I do move into her, allowing her leg to hook and draw me too her. “Well, Who gave you permission to touch me!” drawing up some girth into my tone of voice. “Once more you act without consent. What do I have to do to get you to understand.” I flick my wrist bringing the fails of the flogger crashing against the outer side of her thighs.

The opening of the door caught my attention, “What the hell!” I bellow out angrily before stepping into their line of sight to my lover. The sight of the Russian put a moment of pause to my actions. I take a step back toward Michele while my gaze of hatred burns through the man. “What the fuck do you want!” I manage to bring my anger and hated to a confrontational stance upon feeling Michele’s body against my back.

The images, the occurrence of that night ravish my mind relentlessly. I swallow hard and wish that I had my service weapon with me for at this very moment it would be pointed at the man’s head.

 

[EmpressJosephine]

Mid-Season Trade



“You darling...” Josephine sighed lovingly as she gazed upon Karen. “You wonderful darling....”

Steadying herself with her left hand on the ping pong table, Josephine continued to stroke her own womanhood while Karen began using the wireless remote control she held to vary randomly the intensity of vibrations in Josephine’s butt plug. Prince Carl Gustav’s game no longer a forefront concern in her mind, she wanted to come publicly, as a declaration of love, while she gazed upon the beauty of her ward and heir. At first, the implication didn’t register when she heard Malcolm say to Karen: “We, my dear, are going to fuck.”

Suddenly, the stimulation in Josephine’s behind dropped to a pleasant hum. Karen turned away and handed the remote to Josephine’s chauffeur, Dawn. Before Josephine could clear her head to decide how to react, Dawn turned the plug back to full power. Josephine groaned loudly and her knees buckled slightly, requiring her to again grasp the ping pong table with both hands.

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

Carl smiled at Malcolm as he gathered Karen and walked to the chaise lounge. It was amusing how the man thought he was actually in a battle of dominance with him. Well he could let him have his delusions he guessed. It might even be fun to play with him some more, but for now he had more interesting things on his mind than him.

He walked up behind Josephine and began to stroke her shoulders and kiss her neck. He could feel the vibrations coming from her rear end and knew that the plug must be on a very high setting.

As he watched Karen getting ready to mount Malcolm he reached around and began to play with her nipples, rolling them between his fingers and thumb.

"Aren't you proud of your heir my dear," he whispered in her ear. "She takes after you in so many ways. I just wonder if she has some of your other appetites. Perhaps we can find out one day,' he chuckled.

 

[PrincepsCyberius]

"Dees ees not BDSM," Constantine declares. "Dees ees two soobmeeseeves playing! Good coop of tea vould be more inteereesteeng."

Ian chuckles. The time Constantine spent as bodyguard to some Moscow Mafioso's wild child obviously taught him something. Before Ian can reply, however, Fruitloops notices their intrusion.

"What the fuck do you want?" she snarls as she steps back to interpose herself between them and Michele's half-exposed body. She glares at Constantine with obvious scorn.

"I was just giving Constantine a tour of the manor," Ian says, realizing how defensive he sounds. "I imagine it was something like that which brought you down here."

 

[Hard_Rom]

When Alyssa snaps at him, Constantine's eyes become dead and his face loses all emotion. It's the look of a stone cold professional bodyguard and the one he would adopt when called upon to soften up a captive terrorist in Chechnya. It is a sharp contrast to the usual emotional response most Russians would give in the face of hostility. Many times he has seen that defiant look of anger on the faces of drunk ex-boyfriends and fanatical terrorists, male and female. A blow from one of his sledgehammer like fists usually removes the look.

He directs his words to Ian but does not take his eyes of the angry girl. "I teenk suka vas talkeeng to me," he says in a very flat monotone voice, "Ees dees how Madame Czartoryski's bliad' talks to guests?" Calling Alyssa a slut then a whore should reveal if she is conversant in Russian. Being a MI-6 operative he would not be surprised.

 

[KaseE]

"I do like a woman who knows what she likes," Malcolm comments as he lays back onto the chaise lounge, his stiff penis pointing straight up towards the sky. He offers his hand to Karen who takes it for balance as she swings her right leg over the chaise and lowers herself toward his eager manhood. A virgin less than 24 hours ago, Casey remains a bit clumsy as she tries to line herself up. She uses her free hand to position the tip of his erection at her now dripping opening. With a groan, she settles her weight to his hips, taking his whole length on one smooth motion.

 

[Lordmikel]

Malcolm watched the lovely woman as she positioned his cock. It seemed a combination of lust and desire in her expressions. She finally grabbed his cock and he felt the heat from her pussy as the tip hit it. Then she was lowering down, damn was she tight. One hand held her hand as the other moved to her hip. He thought how he was simply inside of her and how very good that felt. She hadn't even begun to move yet, and he could hardly wait. He fought the urge to begin to bounce her, he knew her control would make it all the better. He smiled up to her as he let out a low groan and whispered, "Damn you are perfection."

 

[Rose4Emily]

Michele first thought, when Alysa pulled away from her, that she simply planned to tease her further. She did not become aware of the intruders until she heard Alysa exclaim, “What the hell! What the fuck do you want?!”

Opening her eyes, Michele saw Constantine just inside the door with Ian peeking around the huge Russian. Ian spoke first. “I was just giving Constantine a tour of the manor. I imagine it was something like that which brought you down here.”

Constantine shook his head, keeping his gaze riveted on Alysa. “I teenk suka vas talkeeng to me. Ees dees how Madame Czartoryski’s bliad' talks to guests?”

“Really, Alysa,” Michele whispers to her lover. “It’s alright. If you want them to leave, just say so.”

 

[EmpressJosephine]

Called on Account of...



Josephine groaned audibly when Prince Carl Gustav began caressing her shoulders and kissing the back of her neck. The subtle pleasure of his touch provided the perfect erotic complement to the raw stimulation from the butt plug vibrating inside her.

“Aren’t you proud of your heir my dear?” he whispered in her ear. It took Josephine a moment to realize why he mentioned Karen. Then she opened her eyes and saw her young ward on the chaise long making love on top of Malcolm. Carl Gustav continued. “She takes after you in so many ways. I just wonder if she has some of your other appetites. Perhaps we can find out one day.”

“Or right now,” Josephine snarled passionately. “Let’s forget this game, Gussie, and get to the real thing. I need to come. I need to come now!”

 

[DawnODay]

"I need to come," Josephine moaned for all to hear, grasping the Ping Pong table with both hands as Prince Carl Gustav nuzzled her neck from behind. "I need to come now!"

"Not so fast," Dawn whispered so low only she could hear herself. She wanted to torment her employer longer, not out of spite, but just for fun that she knew Josephine would ultimately appreciate. She turned the wireless remote controlling the butt plug inside Josephine down to its lowest setting.

 

[AmberStar]

Peeved, I glare at the huge man with a burning hatred that I haven’t felt since that dreadful night in the Southern region of the Ukraine. The images, the sounds, the circumstance of that night, all seem to intensify immensely being this close to the man. I feel the emotional knot twist and shift in my throat as the spoken words of the Russian spans over the distance between us. I take a few moments to gather and take control of the rage, fear, or hatred that flows through my veins, not really forsure which is more dominant at the moment but I gather them none the less before I address the Russian.

Michele’s words cuts off my sarcastic rebuttal to the man. I turn and glare at Michele, “What! If I want them to leave!” I hiss at her, my mind thinking that she wanted them here. “What do you want Michele!” My failed attempt to control my anger lost as I snap at her.

I shake my head and hold up my hand to her, “Don’t answer that!” I say feeling the pain of the already done deed. I can’t believe I allowed my hatred and anger toward this man lash out at the woman, whom I have become very attracted too take over. I take a step forward, closing the small distance between us with the wanton need to cover her. I move my hand up and begin to cover her breasts up with the fabric of her clothes. “I’m sorry.”

Still covering Michele’s breasts. “For your information comrade, since I don’t really want to be smacked around for it, I am a Bitch …. however, I am nobodies whore! Do you understand me!” I turn my head and glare over my shoulder to the huge man.