Enter the Dominator!

The day had finally come! Susan arrived at her new office to see the handy work of the crew she hired to turn the top floor of the warehouse loft into the headquarters of her new business. Heading up the service elevator, Susan practically danced on her toes in anticipation when she reached the top floor. Stepping out, she found the construction crew just cleaning up their equipment, tired but finally finished with creating her new office for ‘Little Devil Escorts’. Smiling ear to ear, she wrung her hands in joy at the black marble sign lit on the wall with her logo in the hallway just before opening the glass double doors to her office. Inside she was more than impressed. She went with a monochromatic style; black stone furniture highlighted by white tile and panels.

At the far corner there was an ‘L’ shaped leather seating with a black marble coffee table at its center, a white stone salt lamp illuminating the lounge on the table along with a series of salt lamps hanging on the walls that lit the entire floor. The front desk was an inviting but also imposing black marble slab, her logo of a devilish cupid lit with LED lights along with the brand underneath.

“Oh, hello Miss Storm, as we agreed, 3 days.” Called out Bob after walking through the black tinted glass sliding doors to one of the offices in the back, smiling to the woman while checking off on his clip board of his crew’s work. “Gotta admit, we’ve outdone ourselves, managed to get this all done for you in two in a half days.”

Crossing her arms and smiling at the change in the man, Susan had to admire that once his laziness and greed had been plucked out of him, he was an honourable worker and businessman. Finishing up his paperwork, Bob handed the last bits of files to Susan. “Alright, just sign here for the completed work and that will do it.”

Signing off the papers for the work well done, Susan looked back up to the smiling Bob when she returned his clip board, tracing a finger up around his collar and his blue tie before she gently pulled him close. “You’ve done such a wonderful job, I LOVE it.” She purred, bringing the man close and making him look deep into the pools of her ocean blue eyes. “I offered you a bonus if you could get it done faster than three days… Time for that bonus.”

Cupping the man’s face in her delicate fingers, she pulled him into a smouldering kiss, her tongue entering and exploring his mouth as he gasped into the kiss, his arms wrapping around her instinctively. Unbeknownst by Bob, Susan was pouring some of her essence into him, going to work fixing and improving his body. She had a lot of work in front of her. The first thing she did was deflate that 15-year-old beer belly he had gained from years of drinking with the guys after work, the flab instantly melting away to be replaced by a six-pack hidden under his now baggy work shirt. Along with his liver which she gave a new bill of health to. The next few things she worked on were the years of scars and damage to his body from his line of work; tinnitus in his ears, arthritis in his joints, missing teeth, even spinal repair which surprisingly improved his poster enough to make him a couple inches taller. Sealing the deal, she made him 15 years younger. By the time she pulled away Susan found herself leering at the handsome 25-year-old blinking back from what had to be the best kiss of his life. “There’s your bonus Bob, take care.”

“Uhm… Okay, thank you Mrs. Storm.”

Biting her lip, Susan held back a moan of arousal at the now handsome contractor. She DID do great work. Seeing him head to the elevator, Bob stopped only briefly to shake his legs… Finding bits of metal fall out the cuff of his pant sleeve. Confused he picked up the pins and titanium strip of metal in his hand. “Is… Is this my ankle clamp? I got that surgery done 5 years ago.”

“Uhm… No?”

Shrugging, Bob gathered the metal bits and placed them in the garbage bin by the door, leaving the new office and heading down the service elevator.

Smiling, Susan turned to explore the rest of her new office space when she immediately halted to find she wasn’t alone, immediately her mood souring.

“Cute… It’s a good thing I didn’t eat today or else I’d throw up all over your brand-new tiled floor.” Leaning against the office desk with his arms crossed, a scowl on his handsome face as he waited for the elevator to head to the bottom floor so they could truly be alone. “Nice place… I feel it’s missing a few things; torture racks, whips, sharp objects, but that’ll change once this place is all mine.”

Flaring her nostrils and crossing her own arms, Susan could already feel the intense sexual attraction this man gave off, she could deal with him earlier but now that they were alone, she wasn’t so sure. But she retained a strong front none the less. “Oh, its you… What was your name again? Darrius? Look, you currently caught me at a bad time, how about we set an appointment for NEVER and get back to this at another time.” Moving past the incubus to inspect the rest of her new office, Susan felt a strong hand grab at her arm and pull her towards the Dominator. Pressed up against him, Susan nearly gasped when he pulled her into a smouldering kiss of his own. She tried to resist it; she really did, but she found herself whimpering in arousal. Her heel lifted in the air as he pulled her closer, groping at her rear possessively and driving his tongue into her mouth. The spicy scent that drove her wild in the café before was on full force right now, and Susan could already feel herself getting so moist it ran down her leg.

She had to take control of this. Now! Otherwise she might end up just like the hundreds of other women he boasted in breaking down. Steeling herself, Susan pulled away, resisting the desire to reclaim his smirking lips. “G-get out, NOW! I won’t warn you again.” Finally pushing herself away from him, she made to leave when he called out to her.

“Okay… such a shame really, does your HUSBAND know about this place? Does he know about YOU? I bet he’d LOVE to hear that his wife is the fucking village bicycle and has been fucking everything with a cock behind his back.”

Looking over her shoulder with a golden glow of rage in her eyes, Susan’s form melted to sky blue skin and swooping horns that grew out of her scalp, letting her platinum hair flow behind her when her hair clip snapped off. “Excuse me?!”

“How about a wager bitch, you manage to survive the best fuck of your life by yours truly, and MAYBE I won’t take out my temper on your cuck of a husband… Or that twig of a daughter of yours.”

The air around the office warped as Susan’s powers to bend light made the lighting flicker and bend, something that amused the Dominator. “Deal, if you win, you can do whatever you want, but if I win, you leave my family alone.”

“Deal… Oh and blue tits?” At that moment his eyes glowed red, his skin darkening to a blood red colour as he rapidly grew larger, his jacket and pants quickly bursting at the seems as he grew and transformed before the Invisible Woman’s eyes. Easily 8 feet tall, he continued to bulk up with muscle, his shoes bursting to free clomping hooves to match the curves bull horns that sprouted out the sides of his head. His pants eventually tore apart to free the expanding throbbing organ it could no longer be able to contain, a snort escaping his nostrils when his foot and a half long cock bobbed at his waist were a pair of orange sized testicles hung heavily at the base. Pulling the tattered scraps off his chorded massive body, the Dominator snorted and smirked down at the shivering woman. His voice now deep and rough like gravel. “I NEVER lose!”

Stomping towards Susan, Darrius the Dominator, the Bull, the Breaker of Women hoisted Susan up by her waist like a toddler and bent her over the black stone lobby desk of her new office, gasping in surprise when he grabbed a handful of her dress and ripped it clean off her shaking body. Susan gripped the table for support and moaned when he thrust deep into her in one stroke. The girth and size of him filling her up completely and still he had too much length for her to take.

“Heh, for a mother of two you’re fucking tight… For now, I’m gonna love turning you into my personal cock sleeve!” Thrusting hard and grunting with effort, it was all Susan could do to retain her wits from his massive cock smashing the barricades of her pussy and mind. Moaning and whimpering from the aggressive ministrations, Susan caught herself drooling in pleasure. But she couldn’t relent, if she did this fiend… This monster would destroy everything she loved and held dear, everything she worked so hard for would crumble in her fingers… But at the same time, she couldn’t help herself! She had NEVER been so filled, so stretched to capacity or taken so roughly, and with her heightened sensitivity she felt ashamed when she cried out in between thrusts, clenching her inner muscles to squeeze him in between strokes. How was she going to win against him when deep down she wanted to surrender?