Patrice & Nickolas

Patrice went home. She prepared for her meeting with Nickolas. Her heart raced. She was nervous. She decided to drink some calming tea as she got dressed. She wore a pretty pink off-the-shoulder maxi dress that flowed down to her ankles. She looked picture-perfect.

She took a few deep breaths and fluffed out her hair. She was ready. She smiled, there’s no way he’d know I’d seen Carlos. Off she went to her “therapy session.”

Patrice arrived at Nickolas’s home. She rang the doorbell and waited anxiously. When it opened he stood in the doorway. Even though he didn’t smile, he was in awe of her beauty. The way the sun kissed her skin. The way her hair shined and flowed as the wind stirred about.

“You’re early, very good.” He stepped aside and allowed her to enter. He watched her shoulders. They looked perfectly toned and her back was just as toned. He wanted her right there, but he had a treat in mind for her if she had been a good girl.

“Let’s go down to the basement,” he instructed. He led the way and she followed. Once they were inside of his office, she sat. He stared at her, “So how has your week been?”

“It’s been great.”

He nodded, “So you’ve been a good girl since the last time we spoke?”

She nodded.

He stood and walked over to where she sat. He ran his fingers though her lovely hair. She sat nervously. “You seem nervous.”

“I’m fine,” she said as she fidgeted.

He chuckled, “A beautiful woman such as yourself with a thirst for cock hasn’t been naughty all week.” His hand slipped inside of her dress and he played with her breasts, “You have beautiful tits,” he said as he pinched her nipple.

“Ouch,” she replied.

He kissed her neck as he continued to pinch, “Shhhh, I don’t believe you’re being honest with me Patrice and for that, I have to deal with you.”

She turned to him, “But—”

“Stand up.”

She stood. He pulled off her dress and directed her to remove her panties. She stood before him naked with all of her stuff on the floor. He pushed his middle finger inside of her wet cunt, “Don’t move,” he commanded as he played with her pussy.

Patrice closed her eyes and concentrated, her pussy got sopping wet from his fingering her, “Ahhhh, look at that,” he grinned as he enjoyed the squishing noise her pussy made.

He continued to play and when he felt her on the verge, he stopped. Patrice let out a deep grunt.

“We’re going into the room,” he said sinisterly as he guided her through a door and into a room with all types of toys and apparatuses.

She looked around. He took off he clothes then walked over to her and whispered into her ear, “If you tell me the truth now, it won’t be as bad.”

“I’m telling you the truth.”

"Shwack!" He slapped her ass. “I’ll ask again.”

“Yes. Yes. I saw Carlos. It was only one time,” she cried.

“And I told you not to see him at all—”

“Nickolas—”

“Call me sir.”

“But sir, you have to understand—”

“Silence.” He walked her over to a device and attached her arms until they were over her head and he legs were spread wide. He massaged his cock in front of her, “You want my cock in your little pussy.”

She did. Her pussy throbbed for a cock to stroke it. He reached for a vibrator and turned it on. It hummed as he approached her and placed it on her clit for a second and removed it.

She moaned and tried to thrust her pussy closer to the vibrator every time he moved it away within centimeters of her clit. “Please, Please, sir, please. I promise to listen. I’ll behave.”

He grinned, “How do I know you’re not just saying that because you want my cock in your little cunt?”

“Please. I promise. Give me a chance.”

He shook his head. He placed the vibrator on her clit. It hummed against her clit, “Oh shit, um, um,” she moaned.

He pulled it away. “You will learn to obey.” He left the room and returned with younger woman in her early thirties. Very shapely and pretty. She was nude. She wore a black collar. “This is Julie, say hello, Julie.”

Very robotically, she said, “Hi, I’m Julie.”

Patrice had tears in her eyes, “what is this?” she asked.

“You don’t speak.” He commanded, “Julie is going to show you how to behave, right Julie?”

“Yes master.”

He attached her to a device to where she was bent over. Her arms and legs locked in position and her ass in the air. “You’re going to watch me fuck Julie. She’s going to enjoy cock tonight and you get to watch.”

He moved in front of Julie strapped to the device. He grabbed her jaw, “Open,” he commanded. Her mouth opened wide to receive him, “Ahhhhhh, yeah,” he thrust his cock in her mouth as he held her face. Pushed it so far in she gagged. He pulled out and wiped the drool from her lips then shoved his cock back in her mouth.

Patrice saw Nickolas’s tight ass cheeks clenched as he fucked Julie’s mouth. She was in despair. She thought having sex and not having an orgasm was the worst. The worst was now being horny as fuck and not being able to play with her kitty that throbbed.

Nicklas pulled his cock from Julie’s mouth, “Are you enjoying my cock?”

“Yes master.”

He shoved it back in her mouth, “Guk, guk, guk,” the sound of her devouring his cock. He pulled out and walked over to Patrice. He pushed his two fingers in her pussy for a second while he spoke, “Good subs get cock in their mouth and their pussy.” He walked away leaving Patrice more frustrated than before.

He stood behind Julie. She had a pretty firm ass. He grabbed her cheeks and opened them wide and saw both of her holes ready for the taking. He contemplated which one he wanted. He spit on his hand and rubbed it on her ass hole, then pushed his thumb inside, “How does that feel?”

“Good master.”

“You want my cock in your tight ass?”

“Yes, master.”

He placed his tip at the entrance and pushed until the crown was in. Soon her hole was opened wide and his cock glided with ease. His cock was covered in her anal juices and he watched as her split glistened with moisture.

“Um, yeah, that’s a good girl.”

“Thank you, sir, I love your cock.”

“Yes, you love my cock.”

“Fuck my ass, master, fuck it faster.”

He obliged her and humped her ass wildly. Patrice watched the onslaught thrust to Julie's anal canal. She yelped and moaned in sheer pleasure. He grunted louder as he neared climax.

“Plop, plop, plop,” the sound of his cock thrusting in her ass.

“Yes, yes, yes, fuck yes.”

He slapped her ass and then grabbed it. He looked back and saw the look of contempt in Patrice’s eyes as he humped. He grinned, he pulled his cock out of Julie's ass, walked around the front, and stroked his cock until streams of his cum shot out onto Julie’s face.

He undid Julie from the device, “You may leave now.”

Julie smiled through her cum drizzled face and said, “Thank you, master.” Then she left.

Nicklas walked over to Patrice. He stood right in front of her, “You look angry. Are…you…angry…Patrice?”

She didn’t respond. He rubbed her clit, “I’m a good Dom, I promise you, you won’t need anyone else but me.” He kneeled and tasted her.

“Ahhhh,” she moaned from the sensation of his tongue. He held her pussy open with his thumbs. Then shoved his long tongue as far as he could into her cunt.

“Oh, oh,” her leg shook, “fuck,” her body vibrated, “god,” her eyes watered. She was helpless. Never had her pussy been eaten like that. She almost saw stars from climaxing so hard when her eyes closed tightly.

When she opened them, he kissed her lips, “I’m going to enjoy training you.” He smiled. She was beautifully defiant. She presented him with a challenge. He knew once he got her tamed, they would have a great relationship.

“I want you to sleep here tonight,” he said.

She nodded, “yes sir.”

“Good girl.”