Jenny and her dom (Pm first)

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Jenny Thompson wasn't looking for love...she wasn't looking for romance... she was looking for dominance and just someone to want and need her, she had been down the love road and had gotten abused and used and cheated on and thrown out to the curb and she was only 25 years old... Jenny also knew what she wanted, she loved going to club red she got just what she wanted and needed, to be fucked and then to be let go and free to do her own thing. She wasn't a whore, and she didn't always fuck when she went to the club... sometimes she watched... she listened.. other times she let men spank her..toe her up... flog her... she liked what she liked and there was nothing wrong with it...

Until Randy, she never imagined seeing her boss at the club one night... randy was much older than Jenny but for fuck sake Jenny thought Randy was hot, kind, and sweet at work and treated her with respect... she didn't need him to see her there, she didn't want her work to know what she was into... she also didn't need a man 20 years older then her in her life...she wouldn't fall again... but little did she know randy wanted her and not just to fuck, he wanted her as his... and he'd do whatever it took to make her his forever...

And Jenny well Jenny wanted him, but he was her boss and also older than her and she swore off relationships of any kind.

Looking for a detailed role of dominance, love, angst, and drama open for one man pm only.https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/87/67/37/876737161fc1ae7c71a65626f79d5130.png

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[susurrus]

He sat and watched the goings-on. He'd been a member of this club since its inception. A charter, you might say. At one time he played, he and his wife, enjoying the attention they got, making sure they were seen. Now she was gone. Still, he came. The energy fed him, filled the bottomless place inside him shaped like her. Once in a while he took up an offer and played, showing the woman - and on rare occasion: man - what he was capable of, and giving the rest a glimpse of the past. Those times never led to more, even though he knew he was desired.

All this might make one believe he was maudlin. Not so. He still laughed, still smiled, still enjoyed the company of others. It was the primary reason he came to Club Red, these years after Cybelle's passing. Wallowing in his loss didn't gain him anything. Neither did burying himself in work. Becoming a hermit wouldn't bring her back.

Here, he was Master Black. Over the course of the evening, he might have several visitors. He would hold pleasant conversation with them, male and female, friend and stranger, but there had to be a particular spark for him to do more than converse and drink.

One might think a leader of a business would be afraid to be seen in a place like Red. It didn't matter to him. There were several other Leaders who patronized the club. One in particular, a very influential alderman, he knew liked to be used in a particularly degrading manner. Not that he'd seen it himself, but it doesn't take long for certain pieces of gossip to be proven to be truth.

This particular night, he spoke with a young Top while his sub girlfriend knelt at the edge of the table, nude but for a pink collar and leash, when something over the young man's shoulder caught his eye.

As has been said, it wasn't unusual for him to recognize people at Red. However, occasionally, he was surprised to see certain people there.

Jenny had never struck him as the kind of person who would frequent a place like this. She was an employee: young, pretty, smart and a good worker. He saw her on a daily basis, they spoke fairly regularly, and often more than just a perfunctory "Hello."

The young man he was speaking with was quite chatty, and by the time he was free, he couldn't find Jenny anywhere.

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

She was having a hard time deciding what to wear, the lingerie for the evening was simple but the outfit itself was a whole other thing, Jenny had a variety of clothes and shoes and bags it was the only thing she spent her money on she was pretty frugal for the most part, but she had a fashion issue. https://pin.it/7BDHHEXEV She finally decided on a dress that showed off her toned long and what most people called dancer's legs, considering when she was younger she had taken dance from the time she was 12 until she was 18. She looked over herself in the mirror when she finished getting ready and decided she looked perfect well, as perfect as she could, for she was a very insecure woman, mostly due to her ex. She sighed trying not to think of the past as she called an Uber to pick her up, for she was never one to drink and drive. She waited patiently grabbing her clutch and waiting down in the lobby of the apartment building she lived in. She smiled at the doorman as she often did and then watched as her Uber pulled up and texted her that they were out front. She waved to the doorman and headed out to the waiting car. She loved the club it always sent a thrill through her and she was close to many of the bartenders, she and the bouncer were almost like brother and sister as he was very protective over her, and she always felt safe at the club. She always knew that at any time using her safe word would stop anything instantly and all of the rooms had a bell in it and if you did not stop you instantly got kicked out of the club with no chance of reentry.

In the club, she might give over control, but at the same time, she was also in control. She had felt safer at the club, well also at work when she was near Randy, he made her feel safe as well but there was a very different reasoning for that also. She smiled when the Uber pulled up to the club and she gave them an extra tip as she climbed out and headed towards the door. Some nights she only came here for the company, she lived a pretty solitude life, not trusting many aside from the few at the club only confiding in Richard the bouncer who often she hung out with outside of the club, but they had never gone outside of the friendship they shared even if they were very flirty with one another, neither would ever cross the line. She smiled sweetly at Richard when she got to the door, he smiled back and then leaned down kissing her on the cheek. "Good to see you, darling." He said in that twang voice of his. "As always, the pleasure is mine." She said with a wink. "You are a vision tonight all eyes are going to be on you, my dear." He spoke gently.

"You are too sweet, I will catch up with you later, don't kick anyone's ass too soon you will have a boring long night." She said with a giggle as she walked into the club. The ambiance was always beautiful as it always took her breath away, two bars throughout once on each side, with the sweetest bartenders and waiters and waitresses as always, she smiled this was her haven. She loved the way that the women were collared some came with their husbands or boyfriends or girlfriends, as did some of the men.. the lust in the air was always very evident, tonight however she was just there to talk to friends, drink, and enjoy watching. Or perhaps that is what she believed, sometimes things took on a completely different turn.

She did not worry about being in Club Red or people recognizing her, yes her job was a bit high profile at times but she knew Red was very discreet and screened everyone before they joined and there were plenty of NDAs that everyone had to sign before even having access to the club. She took a deep breath as she walked towards one of the bars she needed a drink it had been a long week, Jenny was an overworker and she would always be that way. Ashley her favorite bartender was on duty this evening and she was so glad to see her. "Ashley my love so good to see you." She spoke sweetly as she took a seat at the bar. "My favorite member!" Ashley exclaimed as she smiled and air-kissed her.

"Your usual I presume," Ashley said softly and I nodded. She handed me my usual shot of tequila followed by a bud light and I smiled and handed her my card to start my tab.

I looked around the club a few familiars there, but then she noticed him, no way in hell was that who she thought it was and she felt the hard beating of her heart. "You okay?" Ashley asked bringing me back down to earth. "Oh yeah sorry, was in my head for a moment.'' She said lying but was always quick on her feet.

She had been surprised to see Randy there. "I will be right back," I say to Ashley as I notice her looking at me strangely. I round a corner to ease my racing heart, while I and Randy weren't close he was someone I respected and someone I admired, and he was hot as hell truth be told I had a slight crush on him but I had sworn off any serious relationships, so I always kept myself at arms length, even if lately at work I found us talking a bit more.

I regain my composure get myself together and then head back out to the bar.

 

[susurrus]

For the next few days, Randall couldn't get the vision of Jenny, at Red, out of his mind. She was a sweet girl, from what he'd gathered during their conversations. Still, he knew even the nicest people often harbored... darker inclinations. He wondered: dom or sub? She would look spectacular in either role, he thought.

Of course, such musings led to the mind's-eye-view of the girl in nothing, or next-to, on her knees at his feet. More briefly, he imagined those roles reversed. He and Cybelle had switched on occasion, but she really preferred he take charge, and he had to admit, while the relinquishing of control was a frightening thrill, he was vastly more used to being the one on his feet.

This evening began much like any other. He'd enjoyed the company of a couple young women, as well as a very attractive one probably a full decade older than he was. They all hoped to convince him to play, but the chemistry just wasn't there.

After having caught that fleeting glimpse of Jenny previously, he found himself looking for her each time he came. As well, he placed himself more in her path at work, forcing more conversation. He didn't mention Red at work. One, no one else needed to know, and two, he didn't know whether Jenny had seen him there, or whether she knew he'd seen her. The place to speak with her about Red was at Red.

For the first time in quite a while, Randall was hopeful to see a specific someone walk through the door, or ambush him...

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

After that night my days started to blend, as I tried not to think of Seeing Randy at Club Red and it was slightly unnerving for me but only because it made me want him that much more. I sighed and tried to focus on my work but that was becoming more and more complicated considering how often I had been seeing Randy lately and how much I had been thinking of him since that night. Get it together Jenny I think to myself trying not to let this get the best of me I wasn't the kind of girl Randy would want, hell I was 25 and he was 45, and I didn't want to be with anyone seriously, and we worked together another complication. She knew on Saturday she would be going to Red she needed to let off some steam, she just did not know in what way she may do that just yet. She chewed on her lip and went back to focusing on her work.

She wore simple yet efficient and classy outfits to work. https://pin.it/69SHzZsED Stop thinking about Club Red and Randy she chastied herself. She bit her lip every time he walked by and spoke with her she became more and more intrigued by him.

She finished up work and decided she would go to the gym, which would burn off some of the excess energy she had until Saturday would come around. She went home first changed into her workout gear headed to the gym and got rid of all of her pent-up frustrations. After about 2 hours she finished went home showered and crashed not evening thinking of eating.

She sighed to herself when she woke the next morning her head was spinning not having eaten the night before, so she had a bagel and cream cheese before heading to work. She had always enjoyed when Randy would stop and talk to her making her smile and making her want to see more and more of him. She wondered if he even noticed her at Red because she had rounded a corner so fast that night he couldn't have. She chewed on her lip again unable to completely focus on her task at hand her thoughts always traveling to Randy, and how hot and smart and funny he was, she shook her head no Jenny just no. It was now Friday she would go home relax get some housework done and then tomorrow she would be at Club Red once more.

The day came and went and it was now Saturday, time for her to get ready.

 

[susurrus]

Black was once more in his usual place. Red seemed to be particularly busy tonight. It seemed there were nude bodies of every shape, size and skin tone this evening. Not all that nudity was submissive, though. He knew many dominants preferred to do their jobs unclad, in order to make things more... convenient. Such activity was prohibited here in the public room. Intercourse was permitted in the course of a scene, but it had to happen in one of the private areas.

He now kept an eye out for Jenny when he was here. Their interactions at work were more frequent, and he detected a tension that had developed between them, that hadn't existed previously.

So far that evening, it seemed Jenny had other plans, because she still hadn't appeared. Black was disappointed. She, like many of the people who came here, dressed like they were going out clubbing, which, he had to admit, they actually were. They clothed themselves in sex, promising without words that there was fun to be had beneath the fabric, leather and cosmetics.

He was convinced she was not coming, so when he was requested by a young dom to give him a lesson in knotwork and flogging techniques, Black agreed. The young man's sub was petite, with a long queue that fell over one shoulder and down past a set of breasts that would look simply spectacular tied up. The girl's face remained turned to the floor submissively, and while Black wished to get a good look at her, he knew the time would come at some point...

He invited the couple to lead the way, rising to accompany them...

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

It took Jenny forever to decide what she was going to wear that evening she always opted for sexy, but on this night she wanted something even a little more than sexy if she once more ran into Randy or saw him there she wanted to captivate and take his breath away even if it was the last she knew she should want. She did her usual routine calling her Uber and getting ready to head out as always being polite to the doorman as always, it was always her nature she was a naturally kind-hearted person and treated everyone with the respect they deserved. She got to the club and spoke to her friend Richard making some small chat, and then headed inside on this particular night she would indulge in some play, and she would help some young dom learn a thing or two, it wasn't what she truly wanted, but lately that was getting harder and harder for her to find, even at a place like Red. I get my usual drink a shot of tequila, but decide against my beer, wanting to delve right into the evening. I take a deep breath look around and spot a young dom who seems confident enough and go towards him to chat and see what he would like to get into, sex was not on my agenda this evening, but I needed to blow off some steam.

She wondered if Randy was around and searched for him but she was on the opposite side of where she had seen him last time, at the same time he would be seeing her with another young dom when in reality she wanted him, what a conundrum she thought to herself. Seeing him at work was pure torture for her some days because it only made her want him that much more, at the same time the last thing she wanted was to feel anything she needed was to allow herself to feel anything.

I sighed to myself trying to think of everything and anyone from Randy he was the last thing I needed to think about besides I did not know all that much about him in the first place. I shake it off and allow the younger dom to put his leash on me. I wanted nothing more than to see how Randy was, what turned him on, what he was truly into you can only learn so much at work, and it was not as if at work she was ever going to ask him about his going ons at Club Red. Let's just try and enjoy the evening Jenny thought to herself.

She smiled inwardly as the young man seemingly stopped to ask a more experienced dom to teach him some things, smart younger dom she smiled to herself. She bit her lip a little and kept her face towards the ground like a sub should always do unless told not to. She took a deep breath wondering about the man that the young dom might have asked for some help.

The young dom led her and the more well know dom to one of the private rooms.

 

[susurrus]

As he followed the young couple to their room, he couldn't help but assess them.

The young man bore himself with the confidence of youth. He seemed a nice enough kid, and he appeared confident without arrogance. As well, he asked for help to become a more capable top, which gained him several points.

The girl, for some reason, set off alarms. Not warnings, but the strange sensation of "You know this person." He hadn't seen her face yet, but her form, her hair, tripped a trigger of familiarity in him. That she was exceedingly lovely was evident. That she bore herself with self-confidence while at the same time willing submission was an uncommon combination. Without even knowing her, he got the vibe that, if this beginner dom went too far, she wouldn't hesitate to use her safe word, and should it come to it, she would walk out or otherwise escape, given the chance. No doormat. That was very good.

At the door, the young man, Dominic, stopped and let Randall enter first. As he passed the couple, he wished she'd glance up for just a second, to confirm or dismiss the feeling that he knew her.

The girl kept her gaze locked on the floor, not helping Randall at all.

There had been few words between them. Now that they were inside the assigned room and the door clicked closed, Randall asked as he took a seat:

"Well, Dominic, what would you like to know first?"

"Master Black, I'd appreciate it if you could help me with ropes first. I've done a little with that, but it's really embarrassing when the scene's over and you need to get out the scissors."

Randall laughed, "It is, indeed. What kind of tie do you wish to learn right now?"

The young man reached over and ran the back of a hand gently along the side of a pretty, full breast.

"Please show me how to bind her lovely tits."

Randall smiled. Of course. He'd have been surprised if the answer had been anything else. The woman he was with - wife, girlfriend, whatever - had such beautiful, round tits, they would look even more spectacular with the proper embellishment.

"Show me how you would do it and I'll show you how to perfect that, okay?"

Young Dominic nodded and went to the rack, choosing a coil of black cord and stepping back to his sub.

"Dominic, does your girl have a name?"

"She does, sir, but I have to admit, it's slipped my mind. She introduced herself with her given name the last time we met, but I don't recall if she has a scene name.

"Girl, do you have a name you'd like to be called when you play?"

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

She could feel the other dom's eyes on her frame and it did not unnerve her one bit, she was not the least bit embarrassed by her body and she loved being on display knowing all eyes were on her.

She was glad that she was able to help this younger dom out, she had remembered the beginnings of her learnings she she still knew in a sense she had much more to learn, but she had never found just the right person to trust or that she wanted to completely give herself over to as a sub. The younger dom had been polite in asking the other dom for help, and she respected that. It was always good when someone wanted to learn more and make themselves better in their lifestyle.

Her thoughts were all over the place, at how much she wished this was Randy instead of another young dom, but at the same time, she knew she should not be having those kinds of thoughts at all. Dominic was kind but she knew he was learning and she respected that which is why she had decided to let him test the waters on her this evening. She knew what she wanted and she was always one to get what she wanted, well for the most part at least. Her heart was pounding in excitement she needed to burn off all of this pent-up aggression she was feeling and Club Red was just the place to do so. Jenny always knew what she wanted and she bore her confidence and submission well. The past relationship had made her this way, hard in a sense not taking anything from anyone knowing how to protect herself at all times she was always careful never giving up too much of herself but always enough to keep them wanting for more and more. She also knew the other doms respected that in her. Yes, tonight would be fun she told herself.

She followed along and smiled to herself at the respect that the younger dom was showing the more advanced Dom this was the way things were supposed to be she thought to herself. She kept her head to the floor like the good submissive that she was, but she could not deny that she wanted to see this other dom that she could tell oozed authority and knowing of everything that was going on within him and around him.

She listened carefully to the voice of the older Dom and she would know that voice anywhere, was this happening right now, would the fates work this way she wondered to herself, she found herself biting her lip as she felt goosebumps line her skin at his voice.

Master Black she thought how appropriate she thought to herself, her heart racing as she listened to the two men speaking, her eyes always staying on the floor and never speaking until it was time for her to do so when one of the doms would ask her or compel her to speak, she enjoyed the sex from the lifestyle but she also enjoyed the trust and respect between a dom and his sub.

A shiver ran through me at the finger that ran along the trace of my breast, but it was not the man touching me that was causing these feelings inside of me no it was Randy and that electric silky voice of authority and ease that he brought to the room with him.

I bit my lip as I continued to listen to the exchange of words between the two men, thrills shooting through me knowing that one of the men speaking and offering techniques to the younger man was no other than my Randy, wait no not mine, that could and would never be a thing, but in this room, anything could happen she thinks to herself.

The way that "Black" spoke sent electric sparks to go up and down her entire body, her nipples instantly hardened and she felt the heat emanating from her shaved and very wet pussy.

She had to think she never really had a name she used when she played, and she wasn't the type to go out of character.

"No sir, I do not I just go by Jenny." She said in a raspy voice, knowing he would know exactly who she was now.

 

[susurrus]

"I just go by Jenny," the girl said quietly.

Jenny? There was a slight rasp to her voice Randall recognized. Her volume made it difficult to pinpoint for certain, but it couldn't be... Not the Jenny he knew, the one who greeted him with a bright "Hello" each day at work, the one who never seemed to have a bad day, hair or otherwise. But there had been that niggling itch at the back of his mind as he followed her to the room, the certainty that he knew that shape, if only he could put his thumb on it...

The notion that this was his Jenny... Well, the Jenny that was his employee, at least... There had been lonely nights were she'd popped into his imagination. Certainly he missed his Cybelle (her given name was Diana - Cybelle was her name when they played) but for some reason, with all the women he could have, women his own age, this one stuck in his fantasy's eye.

The sudden order for the girl to lift her chin came to his lips, but he bit it off before it could escape. It wasn't for him to order the girl. Oh there would doubtless be the opportunity. He was there to instruct, after all, and there would doubtless be the necessity to tell her what she needed to do. It would doubtless be necessary to touch her...

Certainly she recognized his voice. While he tended to, for the most part, use a brighter tone when at work, his voice was what it was. He didn't have a character he put on when he came to Red. Some people definitely did. That simply seemed too tiring to him, having to maintain two distinct personas. That Jenny had to know his voice but didn't react to it spoke of her own control as a submissive. It was impressive.

"Jenny... pretty name for a pretty sub," he said after a few seconds. He didn't let his surprise and excitement into his voice. That was the character he allowed himself. He knew dominants who let their emotions run wild. You knew exactly what they were feeling just by their body languange, and most definitely by their voices. There were shouters, particularly when their subs were being especially stubborn or disobedient. Randall, as Black, preferred to keep his voice calm, not let his emotions show any more than necessary.

He'd learned years ago that a whisper could hit much harder than a scream.

Of course, while he kept his voice even, he had no control over something a bit... lower.

The idea that this was the Jenny who he saw at work each day, the one he'd fantasized about many times, aroused him intensely. It was inevitable. He didn't know of a man alive who hadn't gotten hard at some point during a particularly exciting scene, especially with a particularly beautiful submissive. What you did with it was the important part. That this young Dominic was keeping from ravishing the girl right here, right now spoke of his own self-control.

"Sir, are you okay?" Dominic asked after a moment. Apparently Randall had gotten lost in his thoughts and it was noticeable.

Shaking his head slightly to clear it, he replied, "Of course. I'm sorry, I was just remembering a Jenny I knew from years ago." It was a tiny lie, but this kid didn't have to know.

"Please, Dominic, show me how you would tie this girl's lovely breasts."

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

I never really cared much about hiding my identity, but at the same time I suppose it would have been smart to have a scene name at the same time why hide who she was or what she enjoyed, she always felt it was no one's dam business.

She took a deep breath that voice, that silky sexy voice of his got her every single time, but she was always one that could control herself and keep her feelings at bay. She could not believe that this was happening she was excited yet nervous at the same time, Randall was basically her boss or at least he was over her at work, plus he was twice her age, but at that moment she did not care about any of that. She was a naturally happy person even given her past, she always stayed optimistic and she was now in control of her own life. She took another long deep breath trying to keep the way she was feeling at bay, she had to.

She could not allow herself to become emotionally involved she had promised herself that after how her last relationship ended things were too hard for her when emotions became involved. She wondered if he knew how she felt towards him, considering the fact she worked for him, what would a girl like her have to ever offer to a man like him?

She had so many dreams and fantasies of Randy, she had many dreams of all the ways she wanted him to use her, make her submit to only him, and at this moment they were all coming to the surface. There was no way this was not Randall she thought to herself she would know that voice out of a lineup of men. She sighed inwardly god how she wished he was the one in control at the moment, but he was not, but maybe someday now that she knew he frequented the club as well. She was not the type to share, it was not something she enjoyed, oh she loved watching people enjoy one another and she enjoyed being watched, but for her what turned her on was a one-on-one scene, but this was a different stipulation of course one that she had agreed to.

Her heart was pounding against her chest and it was because of the excitement that was racing through her veins. God she needed more of him, wanted more of him, control yourself she told herself time and time again. She regained her composure quickly as she so often did. She was the type of person who always remained the same she was never a fake person of course at times she was standoffish because of what she had gone through in the past. She wanted nothing more than to turn and look at him because she wanted to see him, she wanted him to see her as well. Her pussy was soaked by this point, but she controlled the rest of her body very well.

She found herself blushing at the comment that Randall made. "Thank you, sir." She whispered softly but still kept her face towards the floor. Thrills at the way he spoke rolled through her body once more and she felt her nipples harden once more. God she wanted to look at him. Control Jenny, she thought to herself control. The last thing she needed was for Randall to sense any ways of how she was feeling at the moment, she had always promised herself to never let her emotions show. She took a long deep breath and regained her complete control. She knew she was maintaining herself well.

Her heart was still pounding against her chest however and she wondered if either man could hear it.

She was holding her own even though her juices were flowing and no one had even touched her yet, she knew it was all for Randy.

Work would surely be interesting on Monday morning she thought to herself as she bit her lip every so softly trying to stifle a little smile. She just could not help herself, it was quite ironic that any of this was happening but she was a firm believer that everything happened for a reason and she knew this time would not be any different. The thought however thrilled her knowing that she would see him Monday morning and they would have to act as if this evening and whatever happened, happened because she knew it would be hard for her to act as if nothing had happened. She felt herself become a little red, but noone really noticed, besides that was normal for her. She waited patiently for what was to come next, she was willing to let Domonik learn from her.

She heard the slight concern in the younger doms voice but she did not think to much of it. She wondered if he realized yet that I was the Jenny he was learning more and more about every day. I smile inwardly wondering if he did know it was me and was I having the same effect on him as he was having on me.

She wondered if that was the entire truth but she did not want to think it was because she was the Jenny he was thinking of.

She waited as she heard Randall ask the younger man how he would tie her breast, she knew soon they would be revealed to one another.

 

[susurrus]

Randall saw a flush begin all across the girl's (he couldn't think of her as Jenny - it had to be someone else, not her... had to be) upper chest and continue up her throat until the little he could see of her face was the same hue. It was the shade of embarrassment, of shame, of... arousal. Her nipples hardened and a slight shudder coursed through her body. Her breath deepened and small gasps came at intervals. Whether it was from the idea of having her breasts bound or something else, he couldn't be sure.

Suddenly, he envied young Dominic having such a woman with him. He had no idea whether these two were a couple or if the girl had simply agreed to help be a learning tool, much as Randall himself was. If this was truly the Jenny he knew, he dearly hoped the latter was true. There was no way to know how his Jenny would react if she knew the thoughts coursing through his mind, or the reaction those thoughts were causing in his body. More than likely, she'd be appalled. What woman her age would think otherwise of a man his age reacting so?

Dominic stepped up to the beautiful nude woman, then stopped before starting his binding.

"I can't do this with your head like that. You'll need to stand straighter so I can do this properly."

When she didn't look up, he said again, "Come on, girl, you're making me look bad in front of Master Black. Lift your chin."

A greater tremble began in her body, but she still didn't look up.

Finally, Dominic shouted, "Raise your head!" and delivered a sound slap to her breast...

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

She was trying to control herself but she was having a very hard time doing so at the moment, it had nothing to do with the younger dom and she partly felt bad that she wanted the other dom and did not want to be with the younger dom any longer. She was feeling so many different things and it was becoming harder and harder for her to control because she knew without a doubt that Randy was the one they called Master Black. She wondered if he sensed that her arousal had nothing to do with Dominik but it had to do with Master Black, known as Randy to her. She was losing control over herself. Come on Jenny get it together this isn't you she thought to herself.

She took a long deep breath trying to gather herself and her thoughts. She did not mind helping the younger dom out but at the same time she wanted this over, she wanted it to be just her and Randall in this room as wrong as that was. She wondered if he would be able to see the want and desire in her eyes when she did finally meet his gaze even if that terrified her a bit. She wished for a moment that she could end this and be with Randall at the moment, but that would not be fair to the other dom. She sighed to herself what would he even think of her wanting him this way he was her boss after all and twice his age... and no she did not have daddy issues, she just wanted him. Her breathing was still very heavy as she still tried to control her racing thoughts.

She could feel the younger dom near her, and she felt excited not for him, but for the other man that was in the room with him.

He had a firm voice, but she was not so sure she was ready to meet Randall's gaze it was one thing to see him at work, but what would he think of this side of her, he was here as well, but she wasn't sure if that meant anything or not she never wanted him to look down at her.

She kind of laughed to herself being a bit of a brat, at the moment but it wasn't that she wanted to be she just wasn't sure she was ready for him to see her.

She was not trying to be disobedient but then again this was her game, not the doms... but she did not want to let him down either or embarrass him.

His yelling turned her on slightly and she imagined it was Randall yelling at her. The slap to her breast made her get herself back into character and she finally did as the younger dom asked, slowly looking at Master Black as she turned, her heart racing as she did so.

 

[susurrus]

The girl jumped with the slap, as was expected. Still, though, her head stayed down a few seconds more.

Then, it began to rise.

Randall felt like he was witnessing a monumental event in a movie. The agonizing slowness in the reveal was painful, but it also gave him the chance to steel himself against a possibly embarrassing reaction when her face did come into full view.

His heart pounded and his cock throbbed as familiar features slowly came into view. Dominic couldn't appreciate the enormity of the simple act of a sub raising her head and gazing directly into your eyes. Randall knew there were dominants that expressly forbade a sub taking such liberties, but they had never experienced the volumes of emotion that could be conveyed in a single, unashamed glance.

And that was what he saw in Jenny's eyes just then. Her flush betrayed some of how she felt, but her eyes showed pride in what she was doing, in what she was.

While he was sure his heartbeat could be heard by the others, they gave no indication. If the young man's cock wasn't in a similar state as his, the boy was made of stone.

Gazing calmly back at his beautiful, nude employee, he gave her the slightest nod to indicate he did, indeed recognize her, but said nothing.

The admiration he had for Jenny ramped up several notches. She was a beautiful sub, as his fantasies had assured him. Her body, however... he didn't have the imagination to have come up with this.

Her skin was flawless. So many people her age - of all ages these days, he supposed - thought it was necessary to "enhance" their looks with ink. None of that here. She was a work of art, all by herself. No need for "enhancement" of any kind.

Her breasts were perfect, made moreso by her youth and the fact that gravity had not yet had its way with them. Her waist was slim, flaring to a set of amazingly lovely hips - he could already vouch for her ass - then tapering back to a gorgeous pair of shapely legs.

All-in-all, she was complete perfection.

Randall wished he could brush young Dominic aside and simply give the boy a masterclass, then take the demonstration model with him when it was over.

That wasn't how this worked, though.

Dominic, oblivious, merely said, "Very good. Don't let that happen again," then began looping and tying.

It didn't take long for Randall to step in.

"Not so tight." He stood and adjusted the cord a little. The touch of his hand, as brief and tenuous as it was, was electric. "I know the tendency is to make it very tight, thinking it will display better. That may be true, but if it's too tight, it will be necessary to undo it almost as soon as you've finished the final knot. Don't let the pictures online fool you: a woman with blue tits is in danger. Remember: Safe, Sane, Consentual. Such a situation may be consentual, but I'd debate the other two."

Dominic didn't argue. He listened to Randall speak then thanked him and turned back to Jenny.

"Don't go too far the other way, either," he said when the rope hung too slack. Again getting up to demonstrate, he pulled until flesh just began to give beneath the bonds.

Slipping a finger under the rope, he ran it up and down, feeling the luscious softness give.

"See, it should be tight enough that she can feel it, but it should remain loose enough that you can do this. Unless you're only looking for extreme pictures, you should imagine the binding staying safely on for the entire scene.

"What do you think, Jenny?" he said, finally able to speak directly to her without fear of betraying something. "How long could you wear this?"

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

The slap hadn't startled her in the least, if anything it excited her she enjoyed the pain craved it, and wanted more of it, but there was a fine line between the levels and types of pain she was into. It was not really that she was ashamed at what she was doing or partaking in, it was more so the fact that she knew Randall personally well as personally as one could be in a place of business making the situation slightly awkward.

I could not control myself any longer I had to allow Master Black to see me.

Her heart started to pound so hard in her chest as she tried to control all of the feelings that were going through her head. She knew he would recognize her as soon as he saw her face if for some reason he did not already know it was her.

It was now or never she finally thought to herself, she was not disobeying the younger dom because she wanted to, no she wanted to help him, help him perfect his craft, especially for future subs he would have, she knew herself how much damage an untrained or untethered dom could do. She knew there was a lot this younger dom needed to learn, body language for one, she thought to herself but she shrugged it off for the time being, she knew she could end this whenever she wanted, but she wanted to play this out, help this dom. It had been a long time since she was completely owned by another, and she missed that but there was also a reason she could not allow that to happen once more, again she had to shake these thoughts from her mind.

Finally meeting his eyes, she could feel her emotions betraying her ever so slightly, but she quickly got herself together once more. She was not ashamed of herself, she was only slightly embarrassed because this was her boss, and no one that personally knew her, knew what she was into, she was a very private person and she did not feel the need to share what she was into with the rest of the world, for the simple fact it was really no one's damn business.

Seeing him in all his glory, made her instantly pool between her legs. She bit her lip every so slightly to control herself once more trying not to give away the effect that Randall had on her.

She felt the blush come to her face heat rising all through her as she looked at him gently knowing that he knew it was indeed the Jenny he thought that she was.

Well, work would never be the same she thought to herself with a laugh in her head. She thought about Randall and their recent conversations they had both been more open with one another, but never crossed a line, well now that line was crossed, and she knew she was at the point of no return. She had to keep her emotions at bay always promising herself to never allow any type of feelings and she knew she had to keep it that way.

She could feel his eyes roaming over her body and it made her feel sexy and wanted, in all the right ways. She felt tingles go through her entire body and she wanted and needed more of this feeling even if she knew it was the last thing she wanted or needed. She had never felt this way before when she was alone with a dom aside from her ex, and look how well that entire situation worked out she thought to herself once more. No this was not the time nor the place to think of that right now. She closed her eyes for a moment wanting to allow her body to feel his eyes over it.

It felt amazing to feel as if the dom was worshipping your body and right now was no different. She gathered herself once more, knowing yes Randall was who she wanted at the moment, but young Domonik was who she had agreed to this evening.

She sighed to herself, she could use her safe word and end things, but she knew that would be unfair, and it wasn't the type of woman that she was after all.

Dammit, she thought to herself, why could she have not run into Randall first, she shrugged that thought aside patience Jenny she thought to herself.

She took a deep breath knowing there would be time.

She smiled inwardly to herself but said nothing at the younger Dom's comment. So oblivious to the situation he was she thought to herself but then again she could not fault him for that. "Yes sir." She spoke softly but as she said the words her eyes were very clearly on Master Black's own eyes.

When he stepped forward, she had to control herself from making it known to the younger Dom that this was the man she so desired.

She held her breast out proudly for the ropes, and for the touches of electricity she felt through her own body. She breathed deeply even the slightest touch was enough to set her body aflame. Control Jenny control, she reminded herself over and over again. She listened to his words she knew now that he had been in this lifestyle a very long time and she knew she would be safe with him, something she had not felt in a long time. She respected him and this situation was only making her respect him that much more. She bit her lip at the mention of blue tits, and her heart sped up a little she was thinking back to what he ex did when he choked her so hard and she tapped and screamed her safe word over and over again and he never once listened she had marks on her neck for so long, she had to wear scarves and turtle necks for so long. Hearing his words brought her back down to earth and she was back in the room once more not having to think of the past. The way he spoke, so controlling, so respectful just turned her on that much more.

She smiled at the younger Dom when he turned back to her. And smiled at Randall as best she could without giving too much away.

She was so turned on at the moment, she thought she might lose her mind, but she had learned self-control a long time ago. She all but moaned when he did a demonstration with the ropes ever so slightly touching her aching breast.

Oh fuck she thought to herself, her nipples were achingly hard now.

She bit her lip and gasped ever so slightly at his words, each action only turning her on more and more. She breathed deeply again counting to ten in her head to control her body.

When he said her name however she knew the look in her eyes betrayed her completely. She looked at him softly lust fuel in her eyes. "Master black, Sir the way I am bound now I believe an hour maybe a bit longer.'' She said softly and kept breathing deeply.

 

[susurrus]

Black was confident young Dominic thought Jenny's reaction was due to what he was doing with her. Let the young man think that. Black knew of the fragility of the male ego. He'd been as full of himself as this boy was at his age. It'd taken years to teach him the cost and brittleness of such hubris. Cybelle had done much to devastate him. She'd also been the one to build him into the man he now was, both here and outside these walls.

"That's the kind of response you want, Dominic. I know you didn't mean lovely Jenny here harm earlier, but chances were good that your initial binding would have been good for five minutes, ten at the most.

"One of the things you must know, and that is that you must know your submissive's limits, even without asking. Oh, yes, pushing those limits is the name of the game, but you can't let your excitement get in the way of good judgement. That's the 'sane' part of the equation. And it's up to the sub to let you know when the line has been crossed. That line might be in one place one day and another the next. She needs to be ready to tell you to stop if that's what she needs."

Black gave a good, hard look at Jenny. He then looked to Dominic.

"Tell me, young master: in this room, right now, who is in charge?"

The question flummoxed Dominic. It was obvious he hadn't given the idea much thought.

"Uh, Sir? Would that be you and me? The top is the one in charge, right?"

Randall sat back down and crossed his legs. He let his young student sweat a few seconds before speaking.

"Are you asking me for the answer? I believe I posed the question first. I'm not trying to make you look a fool, especially in front of your submissive but this question is important. The answer hinges on whether or not she or anyone else who places herself in your hands can trust you and your judgement.

"Who is in charge? And don't THINK you know: KNOW it."

Dominic swallowed. His confidence was shaken. Randall kicked himself. He hadn't planned to put the young man in such a spot, yet here he was.

The young man then looked to the beautiful woman standing there with her breasts tied with rope.

"I am," he stated finally and decisively. "You are, as an instructor and the more experienced one in the room."

Black smiled. "Very good.

"Would you like another try?"

Now, he was just being an ass. Still, it'd been a while since he'd had the opportunity to teach a young wannabe how flawed his logic was.

"Sir? Was I wrong? I don't understand."

Black got up and placed a hand on young Dominic's shoulder. "I'm sorry," he said with a small smile. "It was unfair of me. I shouldn't have done this to you in front of your sub."

He turned Dominic to face Jenny. Suddenly, he wished that phrase had been 'MY sub,' but he let it go.

"There is the one in charge," Randall said, pointing in Jenny's direction.

"True, you are the one... doing things to her, but she is allowing it. She has given you that power. However, it is within her right to take that power away. That is what safe words are for. It's why they're called safe words, although technically I suppose they should be called UN-safe words, because they're to be used when the sub feels she is in danger somehow, and is removing permission for you to do things to her. As a responsible top, you MUST honor the safe word. If you don't, what can be fun and fulfilling becomes mere abuse."

During this, both men simply gazed at the lovely, nude woman before them.

After a little bit, Dominic turned to Randall.

"Master Black, I understand what you're saying. I guess I should read more about what it means to be a dominant. I've never come across it phrased quite like that."

Randall smiled. "I'm glad you get it. I hadn't planned to give such a lesson, but once it was out of my mouth, I just couldn't stop."

He then turned to Jenny. "Don't let it go to your head, girl.

"Now, shall we continue?"

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Just knowing he was in the room, commanding it, knowing it was him made her heart pound so hard against her chest and she wondered if he could sense the way she was feeling. She did not want the young Dom to know that her reaction was not due to him but to the man who was helping to teach him. She wanted nothing more than to stop this and it just be her and Randall in this room alone together, but that was not who she was. She sighed again inwardly wanting him so bad, but controlling herself. She was always so good at maintaining complete control of herself but his being in this room was making her lose all resolve. She needed to control herself more and more, cause it was getting harder by the minute to do so. She counted to ten in her head once more, something she often did to keep her resolve and it always helped.

She knew he enjoyed the answer he gave and she smiled to herself at the mention to the young Dom that it was the answer he would want. She bit her lip ever so slightly and continued to listen carefully as he was teaching the young man much of what he had known.

She was grateful he was explaining this to him because every Dom needed to know his sub's limits and not push things when she was at that limit. She had never met a more domineering and sexy man in her entire life and she was sure she never would again. She loved listening to him talk, she could listen to him for hours upon hours and never tire of hearing him. She had never heard it explained quite so eloquently. She could not hide the smile upon her face even if she tried at the moment. She respected every word he was saying and she wondered now how long he had been in this life.

The way he looked at her hard, but his eyes full of something else, made her pussy gush with wetness. She was carefully watching the interaction between the two doms.

She could not take her eyes off of Randy, her Randy, no not hers she thought to herself.

She could sense that Dominik had been slightly perplexed by his question. She could sense he still had very much to learn.

He was asking Master Black this time, but she knew he should have known the answer it was evident he was very new to all of this.

Watching him cross his legs as he sat his long frame down, a moan nearly escaped her lips but she controlled herself. She could tell the younger Dom was getting a little nervous at this point.

She could not help but watch this exchange Randall was simply captivating to her. She could not hide the fact of how much he was turning her on but how he was speaking to the other Dom in the room. She was no one's true submissive she thought to herself and she wasn't sure she would ever belong to anyone again considering what she had gone through. Trust in this lifestyle truly was everything she thought to herself.

She could tell the younger Dom was feeling more and more nervous by the moment, she felt bad for him, but thrilled all at the same time.

You can handle this Dominik she thought to herself, this was a good lesson to learn. She truly did feel guilty for this for wanting Randall instead of Dominik being the one in charge of her. She also sensed that where Randall was enjoying telling this younger Dom things she also noticed that he felt a little bad himself. However for her, it was truly making her hotter and hotter by the moment her nipples were so fucking hard, and her pussy was drenched.

She noticed how the younger man looked at her and normally she would preen over a man looking at her like that giving her thrills, but she wished it was Randall who was looking at her that way.

She listened as he spoke up finally regaining some of his confidence. She looked between the two of them good job Dominik she said, she loved the way Black was teaching him and showing him quite literally the ropes.

That damn smile of Randall's was enough to make her moan inwardly.

She had to stifle a giggle at his comment Would you like another try?

It was making her lose her mind the way he was so in command of the room and of her and the other Dom in the room. She knew Black was just trying to show Dominik the correct way of things.

She looked at Dominik once more feeling slightly bad for him. She took a slight deep breath, but hell if it wasn't ever so hot she thought to herself.

She looked at Randall when he got up from his chair and then touched the younger Dom on his shoulder. She smiled as he apologized for that.

She watched as he carefully turned Dominik to face me and I gave a kind reassuring smile.

I was a little stunned when he mentioned that I was the one in charge.

The way he started to explain his meaning enthralled her. She found herself admiring him more and more by the moment, making her want him even more. She wished it were always that simple, some people did not listen. Safe words did not always work either. She had learned the hard way, the very hard way that safe words did not always work. Hearing these words come from his mouth was a slight shock to her, but only because of her past. Shivers went through her, she wanted him so bad at this moment in time.

I looked at them both softly when they gazed upon my body and my bound breast.

She watched as the young Dom turned and faced Master Black.

Neither have I Dominik, neither have I, and the way he explained it had taken her breath away.

Her heart once more was pounding against her chest as she watched the exchange between the two men.

"Yes sir." She said softly in a sense adverting his gaze trying not to give anything she was feeling away.

She and Dominik both said yes please at the same time.

 

[susurrus]

Black nodded, then stepped over to Jenny and untied the rope from her breasts. As he stood there, looping the ends over and through, he detected a certain, telltale scent.

Giving the young woman a sly smile, he finally loosened the last of the cord from her body then held it out to Dominic.

"Give it another try. Remember what I've told you, what I've shown you."

As the younger man began to tie her once more, Randall continued:

"What I told you applies regardless what part of your sub you bind. Check color and temperature. Warm is good. Blue and/or cool is not. Breasts, hands, feet, male genitalia... faces. Know that there will be subs who are afraid of angering or disappointing their dom and will be hesitant to use their safe words until things have gone too far. A large part of your responsibility is to the person who put their safety in your hands. It's easy to get carried away, easy to overlook something small that becomes astronomical.

"Now, accidents happen. The goal is to make accidents rare occurrences and ones that can be laughed about later, not ones that require a trip to the emergency room."

Through all this, Dominic went about tying Jenny's tits once more. By the time Black got to this point in his lecture, the young man turned and asked, "Excuse me, sir, but is this better?"

Randall rose and stepped back up to the lovely Jenny. Running his fingers over and beneath the ropes, he turned back to Dominic and said, "Well done. That's very good.

"Would you like to try a tie here?" He bent over and traced from her hip bone, down the "V" to her pussy then back up to the other hip.

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

She sighed deeply and a small moan escaped her lips when Black untied the rope from her breast she only hoped he would be the only one to notice. She could not begin to hide her wetness even if she tried and she knew that Randall would sure as hell notice.

That damn sly smile only made me want you that much more, I smile but mine is sweeter, almost like we are playing cat and mouse.

I look at you and then at Dominic, and I smile at the younger Dom wanting him to feel comfortable in what he was doing.

I look up as he starts to speak again, the same shiver goes through my body as it always did when you spoke.

I love hearing how you explain things so firm yet kindly to the younger Dom, it only makes me respect and want you so much more. I also enjoy the fact that I completely trust you, even if that terrifies me and I self-chide myself knowing that I need to control these types of feelings that I was feeling towards him. I close my eyes and take a deep controlled breath. I cannot feel anything for him I think to myself, I promised myself that a long time ago, even if it was the only thing I wanted at this moment in time. I also knew you would never be the type of man who would hurt his sub, and I haven't trusted a man in a long time. I could also tell you were very much respected by all who came in contact with you. She was surprised by his next statement and he was correct that was what had gotten her into the situation she had been in the past, perhaps her ex didn't take heed when she used her safe words cause she never had before. She missed trusting someone, she hated not being able to trust someone, she had been lonely, but no one needed to know that. I bite my lip for a moment thinking back to my past, knowing if someone were to look at me for a moment they would see the sadness in my eyes so I quickly snap myself back to reality.

Accidents do happen she thought to herself, but at the same time, some weren't accidents and a person could get mentally and physically hurt. Hearing your laugh makes my body alight once more.

I was completely lost in you at the moment, that I almost did not notice Domonic tying my breast once more. I looked at both of them and I could feel that he did much better this time, Master Black was a very good trainer she thought to herself.

When you walk back towards me I can feel the heat rise in my pussy and I can feel how hard my nipples are becoming once more. I have to catch my breath at the slightest touch from you, control Jenny control I think to myself.

This time she could not contain the loud moan that escaped her lips at his touch and there would be no doubt about the man she wanted to touch her.

 

[susurrus]

Randall smiled to himself when he heard Jenny's reaction to his tracing the path for Dominic to tie next. His smile was also due to the wetness and heat he found when he reached the bottom of that alluring V. Adding to it, there was a distinct scent beginning to fill the air surrounding the patient young submissive. He wasn't sure if Dominic had noticed it, but if he hadn't yet, he would soon.

The young dom got another coil of rope and faced Jenny. For several seconds, he just looked at her hips and crotch. After several tries with the rope, he stepped back and turned to Randall.

"Master, I can see what I want to do in my mind, but I can't figure out how to begin. Will you show me?"

Rising from his seat, Black took the coil from the young man's hand and stood before his pretty, young employee. Looking silently into her eyes a second, he then passed the rope over her head, holding it so it passed down her back until the swell of that perfect ass stopped it. Tying a half hitch across her flat stomach, he began looping and tying, passing the doubled strands between her legs on either side of her soaking pussy.

"The first thing you will want to do as a young man is to split the pussy lips with the cord. It's best to wait until you're more practiced. Trust me, with enough practice, you'll be able to place the perfect knot at exactly the right amount of pressure directly over her clit. For now, it's best to run either side." He hadn't tied off yet, so he held the ropes while Dominic examined what he'd done so far.

"The tie off isn't exceptionally difficult," he instructed while pulling the ropes either side of Jenny's cunt taut.

"That's not too tight, is it?" he asked Jenny as he tied it off, as Dominic watched closely.

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

She had to close her eyes to control all of what she had been feeling, but she knew Randall must sense how she was feeling, he was learning at work to read her pretty well, and now she thought to herself was no different. She nearly lost her mind when he all but touched her, breath Jenny breath she told herself she had to keep her self control but Randall was making that very difficult for her. She knew that Randall and Domonic would be able to smell her arousal and that only made her want more of what Randall was teaching the younger Dom. She stays in perfect position never once moving.

She looked up at the younger Dom with an encouraging smile. she felt his eyes on her and knew he was nervous, she would be too, especially with Master Black in the room, he had that air about him, that he owned the room and this was no different she thought to herself. She watched the exchange between the two of them but held her head high and continued in the position she was placed.

Yes please show him, she thought to herself. She wanted him near her again, she needed it, she hadn't wanted a man to truly be near her in an intimate setting at least for a long time, but with him in the room, it was all she wanted.

She could not help but meet his eyes, he knew exactly the effect he was having on her. She was breathing heavily once more at just the mere closeness of him. She was now soaked and her juices were running down her inner thighs.

Hearing him speak to the younger Dom, was music to her ears especially the way he explained things. She closed her eyes for a moment and allowed the sensations she was feeling to take over her for a moment. At the mention of her clit she moaned surprising herself, fuck just hearing him say clit made her hot and ready. I listened so carefully to every single word. I look a little at both of you while Domonic was handsome he paled in comparison to you.

When he pulled the ropes against the sides of her very wet pussy she let out another low moan.

"No Master Black, it's perfect.'' She said breathlessly.

 

[susurrus]

Randall wanted to laugh but merely smiled. Her reaction to the word "clit" was both humorous and arousing. He'd noticed how wet she was. He could smell her horniness. Dominic displayed no notice of the fact. Either he was oblivious - Randall highly doubted that - or was simply keeping it to himself, as Randall was.

So far, aside from a few breaks, Jenny was proving quite stoic. Oh, she was aroused, of that there was no doubt whatsoever, but aside from the constant stiffness of her nipples and the juices practically streaming from her pussy, she was keeping fairly calm - outwardly anyway. Randall wished young Dominic would go away so he could test just how much self-control this girl really had. It would be a delight to break her, show her what he could do, show her what pleasures her body was really capable of...

Pulling on the ropes circling Jenny's waist, he then stepped back so Dominic could examine.

"Do you understand? Do you want to give it a try now?"

The young man seemed to be spending an awful lot of time analyzing the two cords that ran between the girl's legs. Either he was mesmerized by the sight of her soaking pussy, intoxicated by the delectable odor or both.

"Dominic, would you care to remove whdt I've done and tie your own?" Randall said after a little bit.

"Sorry sir."

Dominic began to untie Randall's work, paying close attention to the way the ropes looped around one another. When the cord finally fell to the floor, he gathered it back up and began to duplicate what he'd just dismantled while Randall watched.

"Don't be ashamed of getting hard at times like this," Black told Dominic while the younger man worked. "You have a very attractive sub there. It's natural to become aroused with such a pretty woman. How long have the two of you been together?"

Dominic stopped briefly. "We aren't really together. Jenny and I met the last time I was here. I mentioned that I wanted to learn some ropework and to perfect my technique with a flogger. She agreed to be my practice model."

The statement that they weren't a couple perked up Randall's ears. It left possibilities. However, their age difference and the fact she was an employee just threw too many complications into the mix. Still, the idea of this lovely woman in his hands, at his mercy...

"That was very kind of you, Jenny. He must have left quite an impression on you."

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

His smile was as captivating as everything else she thought to herself, trying to control the way she was feeling. She was slightly embarrassed how she moaned when he mentioned her clit, get it together Jenny she scolded herself. There was also no way to deny the need that was building inside of her, but she had already told herself that she was not here for any of that tonight was more to help out a younger dom with his rope work, than again she never anticipated Randall being in this room either. She bit her lip and took another long deep breath regaining her composure once more. She closed her eyes and counted to ten in her head and then she knew she could get herself back in control of her feelings and her body. She had never been this aroused by another man before, but with Randall, there was just something about her that made her instantly want him. Patience Jenny, tells herself patience is key.

This was not her first time having rope work done on her, but it was the first time with a man she wanted sexually in the same room as her. You have this all under control she reminded herself, complete control perhaps not she thought but control nonetheless as she gathered her thoughts and just focused on what was happening in the room. It had been a long time since she had been with a man, aside from being flogged, spanked, and tied, she hadn't found a man worthy of someone she wanted to dominate her completely, that probably was on her mostly cause she pushed people away and always kept them at arm's length because of her past.

She watched as he pulled on her ropes and they did not give any lead, it only added to her need for Master Black, he was perfection she thought to herself.

She looked up and both of them and again she encouraged Domonic with a smile. She knew he had a long way to go, but with Randall's guidance, she knew he would get there.

She could feel Domonics eyes on her very wet pussy as he observed the ropes but seemed to be lost in her body for a moment. She does not say anything just smiles and maintains her stance.

She looks up at Black as he brings Domonic back down to earth with his voice. I could not contain the smile of power that came upon my face.

She felt bad for Domonic once more but she never once said a word, she was a good sub one that stayed quiet unless spoken to or told she could speak.

She sighed as he unlopped the ropes and she watched carefully, he would come into his own she thought to herself and she truly believed he would make some sub very happy, it just was not going to be her. I gasped again as she felt the ropes bound her once more, but she thought her gasp was more at the fact of wanting it to just be her and Randall in this room at the moment. She blushed a little at the mention of him getting hard, she wanted to look back and see if he too was as aroused as she was.

she blushed even more when he mentioned that the younger dom had a pretty sub, it sent goosebumps throughout her entire body. Her heart was pounding at the moment and she almost missed what he had said next. She bit her lip when asked how long the two of them had been together, She hadn't truly belonged to anyone well since her ex... not in a complete way at least.

She watched as he stopped for a moment. She was grateful that he was being honest, that was key to her at Red. She did not want the younger dom like that but she could see them becoming good friends, and she was always one to help out her friends, for some reason that made her laugh in her head. She wished she could turn and see if your eyes had given anything away at the mention that they weren't together. She smiled at Domonic and nodded her head softly.

She looked at Domonic but so wanted Black to be the one standing before her. She sighed once more, control Jenny control. There could never be anything there even if she would want that, he was her boss, he was older than her, and she was damaged goods she thought to herself, but damn if that man did not want to make her throw all of that out the window at this given moment.

She finally meets his eyes and the lust in her own is very evident. "He will be a very good Dom to a lucky sub, I try and help when I can, sir." She said firmly and gently.

 

[susurrus]

Randal nodded slightly at Jenny's reply, while inside, he was doing back flips at her phrasing. It was obvious she had no intention of becoming this young man's sub. However, as he'd agonized several times already, there were major roadblocks...

"You're very lucky, Dominic, to have a woman like Jenny be your practice model. I assume you had hopes of going farther than just rope practice and maybe some flog work?"

Dominic didn't stop moving the cord around, but he did look over his shoulder in acknowlegement.

"If you're talking sex, sir, no. If Jenny was my sub, then possibly yes, but she's merely a friend. One without benefits. I haven't known her long enough. We haven't developed a real rapport. I don't actually know what makes her tick and vice versa. I would very much enjoy the opportunity to get to know her better, but that would be up to her."

At that, the young man turned fully and presented his work.

"Very nice. Give it a tug and see what her reaction is. If it's positive, you did well. Her reaction should always be positive. One of the tricks to all this is knowing when screams and tears are more than signals that something is dreadfully wrong. Of course in that case, her safe word should be used, but another thing to know is that the situation could also become too intense for the sub to think clearly enough to use her safe word."

Dominic grabbed the ropes tied around Jenny's lower body and watched her reaction.

When Randall stopped this part of his continuing masterclass, the young dom shook his head with a slight chuckle.

"Master Black, you make it sound like it's necessary to be a mind reader to do this."

Randall sat back and crossed his legs once more.

"Sometimes, it feels like that is one of the requirements, yes. But really, it's more learning to read body language and taking seriously the responsibility you're handed. If there's ever any doubt that a scene has gone too far, err on the side of safety. In the moment, the submissive may not be happy. However, given time to think, they will usually understand that you were thinking more of them than of the scene."

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

She had meant what she said about Domonic he was going to make a submissive very lucky when he was finished with learning more about the lifestyle but again it would never be her she thought to herself. The only person she wanted to be a sub to at the moment was the one man she simply could never have, or could she, Jenny, no, you know better she told herself over and over again.

She found herself blushing what felt like 20 different shades of red, and she had to regain her composure for the umpteenth time that evening. She was a little surprised at his bluntness but she also wanted to hear his answer, the one thing she loved about this lifestyle was that everything ultimately was a choice, if you had the right person sharing in this lifestyle with you.

She bit her lip and awaited to see how Domonic was going to answer the question, most of the regulars here knew Jenny rarely had sex with anyone and if she did it was always her call and she always picked the man, that was the whole point of Club Red it was a safe place for people in this lifestyle especially safe for women such as herself who had been hurt by their dom.

He was completely honest with Randall and she appreciated that. She had made an impression on men and women at the club and while bisexual she did not like to share, men were always more her speed but she loved watching women together, and even occasionally in the past being with a woman or two but for her men were always more her cup of tea, one specific man she thought to herself. She could not deny that Domonic was a very attractive man, he just wasn't what she was looking for, then again no one was until Randall walked into the picture. Hearing the way you describe our friendship is sweet she thought to herself. No one in the club knew what made her tick, she never let anyone get close enough for that, not in that sense anyway. His words were sweet and she said nothing, if circumstances were different or she hadn't sworn off relationships, maybe things would be different, but that was not what she was feeling, more so the fact of Randall being there, that was the true reason she could not see Domonic in that light at the moment.

Very good she thought to herself when he turned to Master Black and presented his work before him.

She could see that the younger man was happy about Randall saying very good and it made her smile once more. As he tugged she gasped but in an oh-so-right way. She closed her eyes for a moment yes the ropes felt amazing the sting of the rope against her skin, but then the sensation of it rubbing her in all the right places was intense, but the thing that was making this more intense was Randall being there studying everything. Master Black was teaching him very very well she thought to herself. It was almost as if he was speaking to her, every time he explained that a sub could be hurt it surprised her how well he knew that could happen, and how he seemed truly sincere in worrying about his sub and she knew that was the true way this lifestyle should be, it was after all a very intense relationship based on complete trust. Or she may not even be able to say her safe word she thought quickly to herself but shook the thought away as fleeting as it had crossed her mind.

A low moan escaped her lips when Domonic slightly tugged on the ropes.

She watches both of the men carefully but 99 percent of the time her eyes cannot stay off of Master Black.

She could not wait to hear what Master Black would say to Domonic's comment, it wasn't put off or anything quite to contrary she thought to herself.

She could watch him cross his legs like that all day she thought to herself, wishing she was kneeling in from of said chair.

She was hanging onto every word as he spoke this time. Where has this man been all her life she wondered to herself. He had no idea how much his words were resonating with her. She had never met anyone quite like Randall and after tonight she doubted she ever would again. She wished she could believe that the Dom was always thinking of his sub but past experiences with her ex had proved that wrong and she wondered if anyone noticed that her breathing had hitched and that her eyes had darkened for a moment she was back there, no Jenny now is not the time.