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“Out with it, Gwen, I don’t like suspense.”
He knew she shivered happily hearing him use the tone of command. The look in her pale hazel eyes was mischievous and naughty.
“You tie women up and spank them, don’t you?” she opened with the unexpected question, and Reggie sat back in his chair admiring her unexpected candor. “I’ll bet you bind their breasts and fuck them in the ass, too?” Her eyes glittered with nervous excitement, and he could feel his cock respond. “You know, I bet you have a vintage collection of sex toys you use to torture submissives?”
To her series of questions, his eyebrows merely lifted with interest, but he’d said nothing at that point.
Then finally she got to the main point. “You are a sexual dominant, aren’t you?” He thought she was about to cum just saying the word dominant.
After several weeks of dabbling in hot but very vanilla sex, he was a little surprised that she was so decidedly bold this day. But he hardly minded. This was exactly what he’d been waiting for, and he hadn't had to coax her at all.
“Are you guessing?” he said.
“Kind of,” she licked her lip, cocked her head and she winked.
“Yes…”
“When you speak so aloof and formal, Reg, it runs cold chills up my spine.”
“And that’s how you figured I’m dominant?”
“When you held my hair last night I could sense that someday you’d hold it even tighter. I even wanted you to do that.”
“And that was your clue?” He was pleasantly amused by the way she led the conversation.
“You reek of darkness, Reggie. My heart starts to beat fast, I’m creaming my panties, my stomach acts as though there’s a circus clown jumping inside. I think I’ll cum without even touching myself. I don’t know how I know you’re dominant. I just do.”
“And why now?” he wondered aloud.
“Oh, Reg, because I can’t wait any longer. I want you to have me. It hurts not to tell you. So I did.” She looked a little lost. He wasn’t giving her much encouragement—the man was so damned even-tempered when he wanted to be. “Maybe, I spoke too soon,” she added feeling just a little embarrassed being so frank. “Perhaps I should have waited?”
“You know, if you want me to dominate you, Gwen, you give up something,” Reggie finally replied.
He could visibly see her gulp, look a little as if she wished she could take back the last ten minutes. Like every other submissive he’d known, she was tap dancing with her desire. And so sweetly. It reminded him of Alexandra on a good day, and Jocelyn when she finally allowed herself a little meekness. “Give up?” Gwen wondered what he meant.
“Control, sweetheart.”
“Oh, I can do that,” she said, jumping in enthusiastically. Her head nodded, her curls bobbed.
She was way too eager, Reggie thought to himself. But not something that couldn’t be molded.
“Then you’ll have your chance to try,” he said. “I’ll do your ass tonight, see just how submissive you are.”
Gwen recoiled one instant, and then, as if she was trying to take back her fears, she sighed and offered him a tentative smile. She never smiled tentatively, but this was a good occasion.
“I’ve never had it in my ass,” she said.
This time Reggie smiled. “All the better,” he said, very happy with the idea of breaking her in. They didn’t say another word until they were in his house.
Reggie and Gwen were in his study after dinner drinking brandy. The warm liquid slid down the young woman’s throat, almost burning as harshly as the sexual anxiety was burning in her groin. With two so horny all through dinner, their conversation seemed almost absurd. All Gwen could think of during the meal was having her ass reamed by Reggie’s more than ample erection. This was a dream she often visualized during sex. Being not just ass-fucked, but anally raped. Not damaged goods afterwards, but left feeling complete because her ass had been breached and her cunt was clawing to come. For a long time she’d dreamed of such things, and now to have the possibility turning into a reality—it was almost more than she could bear.
“Get up and turn around,” he finally ordered. “I want to see your ass.” His voice drew on its darker aspect, making Gwen’s belly flutter and those butterflies there were wild.
Shaking nervously like a naughty school girl, she stood up while Reggie remained in his winged-backed chair looking like the prince of darkness in perfect form. If he were to sprout eye-teeth and draw the blood from her neck she wouldn’t have been surprised. But no, he was still very human and very much in control.
As she stood with her back to him, he reached out and drew down her panties, inserting a finger inside her cleft. He went straight for her virgin bumhole.
“Eeeaw!” she let out a small squeal and lurched forward. She looked back at him a bit distraught.
