He takes control.

“Young lady,” the brute scolded her, “I see bitches like you all the time, thinking just because you have a pussy, means you have power.” He was talking loud enough that everyone in the small room could hear him. “I don’t know who you think you are, but you’ve messed with the wrong person.”

By the look in Nicole’s eyes it was apparent that she realized he was right. She didn’t move, and immediately succumbed to his apparent power.

He reached behind him and grabbed a riding crop off the wall. He swished it through the air a couple of times and then sharply cracked it on the rack of books beside Nicole. “Bitches like you need to be put in their place. You need to be shown that it is the man that is Master, and the woman his ****.” Again he cracked the whip, causing Nicole to jump in fear; yet she still remained frozen in her place. He reached for Nicole’s waist and undid the sash, causing her robe to fall open. Nicole still did not move as his eyes roamed up and down taking in every inch of her curvaceous figure. The dual layer of the sheer fabric no longer hid the dark outline of her half-dollar sized areolas, nor the deep burgundy eraser tip nipples. The dark pubes were also clearly evident through the thin fabric as the robe hung by her sides. It was now Nicole’s turn to turn a lovely shade of crimson, as the embarrassment crept through her body.

He stroked Nicole gently with the crop, parting the robe even further as he ran the cold leather along her sides. He teased her jutting nipples, keeping them hard despite her fear. He pressed the shaft between her legs and stroked the slim switch against her womanhood. The tension was building within Nicole, as she felt herself grow damp with desire. It was she that was now being teased, and she knew it.

“You should not tease,” he continued, “unless you intend to follow through.” He reached for Nicole’s throat and caressed it ever so softly, then grabbed the thin cord at the neckline. He tied a simple bow securing the robe much like a cape now, even though the robe still clung to Nicole’s shoulders. He then slowly walked behind Nicole, as she remained in her original frozen position, too afraid to move. He gathered the robe together behind her back and looped the sash around it, exposing Nicole in nothing but her high heeled boots, bra and panties. Then, taking Nicole by surprise, he grabbed each wrist and tied them to the sash behind her back.

I stood dumbfounded as I, and everyone else in the room, continued to watch this guy take control of Nicky. The raging hard-on growing in my trousers was a testament to the erotic proceedings taking place. A quick glance of the room confirmed that the others were likewise aroused.