CreativeDominant
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Since there seems to be a preponderance of naughty thoughts on the boards today...especially in the heads of several of those who frequent this thread in particular...then here is a bit more to, hopefully, add to those thoughts. Part 1 of Chapter III ****HE AGAIN SPOKE SOFTLY AND FIRMLY: "GREET YOUR NEWEST DOMINANT 'OTHER', MY SEXY LITTLE ONE."**** THREE She was reluctant to tear her attention away from the enticing sight of Wes's crotch but her master had given her an order and she obeyed him. Her eyes wandered up Wes's body, noting that he was built much like Kel, though Wes stood a full 6 feet tall. He was dressed all in black...leather pants and silk shirt... and the color only seemed to emphasize just how dark he was. MY FIRST TIME IN A THREESOME WITH TWO MEN, she thought, AND ONE OF THEM IS A BLACK DOMINANT. A quiver of anticipation ran through her. As her eyes reached his face, she smiled inwardly. She had noticed that he was clean-shaven as he was nuzzling her with his face and lips earlier and it added another layer to the collage of sensations that she was experiencing. As much as she enjoyed the feel of Kel's mustache and goatee over every inch of her, she also loved the feel of a man's freshly, clean-shaven face against her skin. She rested her hands palms-up on her wide-spread thighs and spoke to him softly: "Hello Sir, my name is Leigh...as you already know. I am looking forward to serving you and Master tonight. Her voice slightly tinged with lust, her next words revealed a bit of what was building inside her. "I hope I please you. I want to...very much so." Wes smiled down at her. She looked so fine on her knees in front of him. Her lips tantalizing. They were full and red. Her nipples, which appeared to be large and pink, were protruding against the sheer lace of her purple bra. JUSSSST RIGHT FOR TWISTING AND BITING, he thought and again he felt a tweak of sadistic, sexual energy flow. He spoke in that soft, deep voice he had used earlier: "Well, that pleases me Leigh. But tell me...truthfully now," he cautioned, "I know you want your master's domination and mine. From what your master tells me, you will be quite an obedient little fuck-and-suck toy. But, do you really want to be USED by me, dominated by me in that use?" He folded his arms across his chest, awaiting her answser. She trembled a bit at the effect of his directness, in words and in gaze, on her. Her nether region got wetter as her mouth got drier---and she loved it. "Yes, Sir, I want it...I need it. I want to be your WHITE bitch tonight as well as Master's slut. I will work very hard at being a good 'bad' girl for both of you." He nodded, the smile on his face not revealing the surge of both dominant and sexual energy that he felt as heard her clearly express her hunger for him. "That's good," he said with a pleased tone. "Now, a few rules of my own," he continued, his tone all business. "First, you will address me as Wes or Sir or Black Sir. I am not your master. Your master is behind you." He waited until she turned her head to Kel. Kel smiled at her as she turned her face to him. He reached his hand out and cupped his palm over her cheek, his strong fingers gently cradling her head. He knew that she felt reassured when he did this and he wanted her to feel that assurance now. "I am here and you know how much I care...it'll be wonderful and you...my hot little sex-and-pain slut... you will do just fine," he said warmly. She felt a shiver of apprehension...anticipation?...go through her at her master's use of the term "pain slut" along with "sex slut" but she also felt herself get wetter. She looked in his eyes again, then smiled and nodded her head. She then turned her head and her attention back to Wes.
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