A Dominating Win

“Stay.” Becca commands like you’re her puppy. You’d be offended, but you know that after your talk, it just means she’s found confidence in herself again.

Becca just pulled your pants and underwear off to reveal your flaccid cock. She took one look at it and immediately got off the bed. Not the reaction you’d like when your girlfriend sees your penis; but then again, it’s on her for almost **** you out and making all the blood rush back into your head.

Becca made her way to a black leather bound box chest next to the mini-fridge you didn’t notice before. You sit up to try and see what’s inside the chest, and to your surprise, the inside of the chest’s lid has foam that houses multiple dildos and vibrators and you prevent yourself from letting out a fearful “Uh~” that would immediately stop her from keeping her control like you agreed upon as the rules. Still, it doesn’t change the fact that you’re nervous with what Becca has planned after seeing a chest full of dildos.

Still, she wants you to trust her. So you take a deep breath to try and remove the flashes of doubt with Becca’s plans away from your brain. You try to focus on Becca’s bare ass and smooth back, and how her silhouette looks amazing from behind. Your attention gets taken away from her when you notice the lid of the chest has an empty spot for what’s obviously a small dildo, and your anxiety creeps up again.

When Becca closes the lid and walks back towards you, you can see she’s holding a small squeeze tube of what you can only assume is lube, and you try to communicate with your eyes the fear you’re feeling. She has to be either testing you or playing with you if you were serious with your suggestion, because she has to know how this has to look to you.

Becca notices the look of doubt on your face as she looks at you, which makes her look at the lube in her hand, then back at you, before finally connecting the dots as to why you’ve suddenly stiffened up your body in palpable anxiety.

“Tell me, do you think I’m going to use this on you to stimulate your rectum?” Becca asks, and you nod to admit that your fearful body language is caused directly by that possibility.

“Would you like me to stimulate your rectum?” Becca then asks, and you shake your head profusely this time, which thankfully gets a laugh out of her.

“Relax.” Becca tells you, caressing your cheek with her free hand to comfort you. “This is part of your reward.” Becca adds in reference to the small squeeze tube.

It’s her caress that makes you realize that she’s not holding the dildo you saw missing in the chest that you finally calm down from your fears. Given how organized and orderly Becca is as a person, you do wonder where that missing dildo is right now.

“Ow!”

“Are you okay, Maddy?” Liza asks Maddy, after hearing her shout of pain.

“Oh. Sorry. Bit my tongue.” Maddy explains.

“That just means someone’s thinkin’ of you, Red.” Dante tells her. “Probably that boyfriend of yours.”

“I want you to know that I appreciate you trusting me to stay in control despite your doubts about where I was going with this. ” Becca shares her appreciation of your self-control.

“Something good did come out of the misinterpretation though. At least now I know one of your limits.” Becca remarks.

UH~ YEAH!

“Lie down for me.” She requests, and you do as she says. At least now she’s asking nicely. “There’s something about that magic of yours that is just completely unfair.” Becca remarks, before popping the top of the squeeze tube with her thumb.

“Not only is your technique instinctively phenomenal, the sensations are just heightened to an otherworldly degree. It was like I was riding a Sybian turned at its maximum level at one point… and it then went beyond that.” Becca starts to monologue her praise of your magically enhanced cunnilingus skills, while she squeezes out the lube on your slowly hardening dick.

It’s cold when it first makes contact with the skin of your shaft. Becca spreads the lube on your cock and balls with her hands, and a part of you is feeling disappointed that she’d rather lube up your dick than maybe return the favor.

Then again, she is a domme. Maybe she’s not into doing that?

“I rarely use this and hardly have the opportunity to; but, hopefully, this can simulate the added sensations I feel with your touch.” Becca says, as she starts to stroke your lubed up cock. You desperately want her to use her mouth, but there doesn’t seem to be any chance of that yet, as she seems content with giving you a sensual handjob. She does this for a couple of minutes, moving her hand up and down, and even teasing the tip of your dick with her nipple, to try and get you erect once more. Once you’ve grown enough in size, Becca starts to use both her hands to stroke you, making sure that you’re sufficiently hard.

“Can you grab a contraceptive from the drawer next to you, please?” Becca asks you politely, and that’s a question you haven’t heard in a while. It’s also a turn you didn’t expect as she already lubed up your cock, making the probability of it slipping off much higher. Moreso, you didn’t expect it from someone like Becca who you’d think would be on the pill if one of her hobbies is entirely based around sex.

“Don’t look at me like that.” Becca tells you, obviously catching your shocked look. “One can never be too safe.” Becca correctly points out, and you grab a condom from the drawer next to the bed. You’re about to open it, but Becca asks you to hand it over.

“I hope you don’t take this the wrong way. I’m aware you’ve bought a trait that takes care of sexually transmitted infections, but I am also aware that the others are on birth control. Birth control pills don’t sit well with me, so I hope there won't be an issue here?” Becca explains, and you rock your head to mean that there’s some issue.

“What does that mean?” She asks. You want to answer verbally, but you don’t want to take away her control just to answer, so you grab the tube of lube she placed on the bed after using it.

“Oh. Do not worry. The condom won’t slip off because of that.” Becca answers cryptically. “Notice that your cock’s pretty much dry already.” Becca points out.

What? That can’t be right.

You look down at your cock and she’s not kidding. Your cock isn’t even a little bit slick from what Becca rubbed on it. You’re pretty sure it’s not lube anymore, but you’re also not sure what else to call it.

“Shall I continue?” Becca asks, and you nod despite your curiosity of what she just put on your cock. Thankfully, you have insurance that she won’t get pregnant because of the trait you bought for yourself for Stella.

“Good.” Becca reacts, before placing the condom on top of your cock’s head.

“I’m not overly fond of fellatio, but watermelon flavored condoms have made it bearable the very few times I’ve tried it.” Becca shares, before finally doing what you’ve been hoping she'd do earlier. Except you were hoping she’d do it without the shrink wrap, but if there’s one thing your talk beforehand proves, you’re willing to compromise.

Becca unfolds the condom down your shaft using her mouth, but has to use her hand to unwrap the rest since she can’t deep throat your fully erect cock down to the base. She doesn’t take your cock out of her mouth once she has the condom fully wrapped around it though. She starts to play with the tip of your dick with her tongue while continuing to jerk your base, her tightly wrapped lips around your cockhead go back and forth, creating pressure with her sucking.

You have to admit, even with the condom on, you’re still feeling the warmth of Becca’s mouth and the pleasant sensations of her tongue flicks, much clearer than when you imagined doing it with a condom on. It’s almost similar to getting a blowjob without one, if you’re being honest.

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Scratch that…

This is way better…

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Holy ~~shit!

Becca’s ramped up her bobbing on your cock and the pleasure you’re experiencing isn’t anywhere near normal. If you had the time to evaluate Riley’s fellating skills, you can barely comprehend what makes Becca’s blowjob otherworldly. You grip the sheets like Becca did earlier when you went berserk on her crotch with your tongue.

The flat side of her tongue plants itself on your frenulum when she takes in your length downwards, and you can admit that that spot is your weakness; but the wet warmth you’re feeling on it when Becca’s doing it feels way more intense than you can remember.

As Becca moves her head up, she swirls her tongue around your cock head, and the memory of Riley doing her gyrating motion on your cock that got you to uncontrollably cum from pleasure pops into your mind as the only comparison.

You take a deep breath and close your eyes, and grip the sheets even harder as you try to hold on from not just cumming, but you’re trying to hold on to your sanity at this point as the warmth has fully enveloped your dick. You’d warn Becca you’re about to cum, but — one: she told you not to speak, and two: you’re pretty sure it’s really fucking obvious with how tense and curled up your toes are.

An explanation for your cock being overly sensitive finally comes when Becca starts massaging your balls with her fingers, tickling them to tease you. It occurs to you why the feeling is so intense.

It’s the ‘lube’ she put on.

The moment she touched your balls, you jerked up your hips from the shock of how intense her touch is to your bare skin that’s coated in the lube. Becca seems to have expected as much and immediately puts the base of your cock in a tight grip to prevent you from cumming.

“Had enough?” Becca asks you teasingly, and you nod profusely in response, hoping for her to release her tight grip on the base of your cock so you can cum freely.

“Try to hold it in.” Becca encourages you.

THE FUCK DO YOU THINK I’M DOING!?

“Similar to your magic, I hear the pleasure is indescribable the longer you last.” Becca adds, before positioning her pussy right on top of your cock. It’s at this moment that you notice the condom is still tightly wrapped around your cock. It hasn’t crinkled up even a little, and Becca seems to have been right about it not being a problem.

What the fuck is in that ‘lube’?

Before you can ponder that question further, Becca penetrates herself with your dick, and the immediate sensation from just the tip of your penis sends a shock wave throughout your entire body, tensing up your spine from pleasure. You can’t help but sit up from the immense pain of having to hold yourself back from releasing the intensive pleasure that your dick is feeling.

You grunt out in a mixture of pleasure and pain, as Becca tortures every nerve of your dick with her slow slide down your cock, before finally engulfing its entirety.

“AAAGH!” You mentally scream with the same mixture, but only verbally releasing a grunt to keep Becca in control, and grabbing onto the sheets once more to try and hold yourself back. Becca caresses your cheek, and makes you look at her in the eyes. Your cheeks immediately flush, and you realize that it’s probably from the remnants of the ‘lube’ still in her hands from rubbing it onto your cock’s skin.

“That’s how I was feeling earlier with your tongue.” Becca told you. “Although, what I felt was probably more refined. Just pure intense pleasure without the pain of holding it back.” Becca adds, as the warmth of her pussy intensifies every fucking sensation you’ve been feeling since earlier, but you still try to hold on much longer because Becca asked you to… because you promised each other to keep each other’s wishes in mind… and you know she wants to share what she felt earlier with you.

You bite your lower lip as hard as you can as she starts riding you slowly and sensually. You can’t hold on much longer, and Becca’s adding more to the fire by continuing to gyrate her hips on your cock. Becca caresses your cheeks with her thumbs before giving you a kiss.

She then whispers something into your ear that you don’t waste any time to fulfill.

“Cum.”