1. Double Domination - Part 2


    Date: 6/6/2016, Categories: BDSM, Author: katyswann, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    be anything too humiliating. “Every time you forget any of these rules you’ll earn a punishment point. I’m going to keep count and will use them to discipline you when the time suits me. Understood?” I couldn’t help giggling as I imagined having to earn a good spanking. “Yes,” I replied with a smile. “Hmm, first slip. I’ll let that one go. Next time will count though,” he added with what looked like an evil glint in his eye. ‘There won’t be a next time, Sir,” I retorted back, laughing as he playfully pulled my hair. “We’ll see.” The next week flew by. I was rewarded with a delicious thrill every time I called Nick ‘Sir’ and quickly got into the habit of kneeling by his feet in the evening. Sometimes he made me stay there a while before allowing me to join him on the sofa by which time I was a gooey mush of submissive lust. I knew I’d messed up a couple of times by forgetting to address him appropriately, but Nick didn’t seem to notice so I guessed I’d gotten away with it. One evening after work, without thinking, I’d flopped onto the sofa next to him and started telling him about an issue at work. By the time I’d realised my error I quickly offered to make a cup of tea and hoped he’d let it pass. He didn’t say anything. It was amazing how quickly I got used to the new rules and how happy they made me. I knew I’d never tire of that lovely fluttering feeling in my belly every time I obeyed his rules and could tell that he also enjoyed it. Every now and again, he’d ...
    suddenly grab my hair and hold my head while he forcefully took my mouth with his. Or he’d swat my bottom hard as I passed him in the kitchen. When I turned to look at him he’d be grinning at me in a way that left me in no doubt that he had intended for that to hurt. With each day that passed I became more submissive and Nick more dominant. Last week I got a text from him when he was on his way home from work ordering me to wait for him by the front door, naked and on my knees. I obeyed without question. When he walked through the front door I thought I’d pass out from the rush of oxygen that overpowered my brain as my heart pumped faster and faster. He left me there as he went to clean up and get changed then returned, took a handful of my hair and held my head in place while he fucked my mouth. After he’d come on my face he made me masturbate in front of him. I was so horny by then that it only took a couple of minutes before I came too. And so we slipped into this incredible new dynamic that seemed so natural to both of us. Then, two weeks later, when he’d generously allowed me to sit next to him on the sofa, he upped the game again. “Remember Brad?” he asked, out of the blue. Did I remember? Too bloody right I did. How could a girl forget being whipped into subspace by two powerful Doms? “Yes, Sir,” I replied, not quite able to hide the grin stretching across my face. “He’s coming round again tomorrow night. You will submit to both of us as before, but, to make things more ...
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