This is the first of a series of stand alone tales featuring some or all of the characters that were first introduced in the Beginning my life as a dom and My life as a dom series. New people will be introduced as we progress. I intend to enter a complete story each time. This one is around 35,500 words. About 9 pages.
The story in the ‘Dice man’ section was woven around thrown dice.
I would love to have some feedback – what you liked or what you skipped over.
Sir
Life got into a pleasant routine; Emily continued working at school, Michelle and Emma talked about getting holiday jobs before they started university but didn’t actually do anything about it. And I saw them individually and Michelle and Emma together sometimes.
I kept Emily on her toes by sending her a text twice a week telling her to do silly things, masturbate in the staff loo, not wear any knickers at school for instance until the start of the summer holiday.
I arranged with her secRetary to see her with the pretence of doing some relief teaching. “Do come in,” Emily said to me in her best headmistress voice. “Carol, will you see if Mr Jones has an ES6 form for me and photocopy some with the other things that need copying? Thank you,” she closed the office door and knelt down.
“Bend over the desk,” I ordered, I lifted her skirt, pulled her knickers down and off. I was pleased to see ‘fuck here’ emblazoned on her arse cheats which I had printed with a red sharpie. I disobeyed my own instructions and used her cunt. She remained silent throughout apart from a very quiet grunting. When I had finished I wiped my cock with her knickers and put them in my pocket. As I was leaving the secretary was just coming back with her arms full of papers. I held the door for her, smiled and said goodbye.
Emily
I had arrived at work with my nipples bright red with the sharpie sir had coloured them with which matched the ‘fuck here’ on my bum cheats to find my secrettary had booked an appointment for me to interview sir for a relief teaching post. I knew he had no intention of taking a post up. The butterflies started, eight o’clock in the morning, he was not coming until eleven and I was as the girls would say creaming my knickers. I got to work straight away figuratively and literally clearing my desk! Had Carol doing jobs that would involve sending her out of her office while sir was Here.
Apart from the sharpie he had not given me any other instructions. My underwear was sexy, I no longer had any other sort as the girls had thrown it all out. I was ready for him when he arrived. I sent Carol to do the jobs I had prearranged and as soon as the door was closed, not locked just closed, I was bent over my clear desk and my knickers pulled off. He fucked me from behind slowly at first gradually building up speed and ferocity. I had a near silent orgasm before I felt his discharge enter me. He pulled out and wiped himself with my knickers. Slapped my bum and walked out leaving my office door wide open before I had time to adjust my dress. Fortunately Carol had not got back and I quickly closed my office door just as sir opened the outer door for Carol. Using tissues I cleaned myself as best I could know I would be leaking for quite a while. The window was open so a squirt of air freshener and my office smells as fresh as a daisy.
The rotter had taken my knickers so I was going to have to have to be careful not to wet the back of my skirt. At least I had a day out with sir and the girls to look forward to.
Sir
A beautiful sunny day again and I arranged a trip out to a coastal village to the south, where we would not be known so if the girls were to be naughty no one back home would know. Michelle and Emma wo micro bikinis and Emily a sexy swimsuit under their sundresses. I had Emily drive while I sat in the back in the middle of the two girls.
We travelled in comfort, Emma and Michelle with their dress round their waists and my finger on their pussies. On the beach we put towels down and stripped to swim clothes and ran into the sea. We behaved like children, splashing each other and swimming around. The girls looked fantastic, the little bikinis but also Emily’s wet swimsuit left little to the imagination.
The sun was blazing down, I don’t usually burn but my back was baking as I lay on a towel. The Girls were applying sunscreen in a most lewd way. We had massed sunscreen on the three girls when I decided to go for a drink, Emily came with me.
Emma
Being quite worked up in the car carried on into the sea where some surprising fingering of cock and pussies increased the feeling. Applying sunscreen and having it applied to me, well… Sir decided to go for a drink, Michelle and I stayed on the beach.
“Hello, would you like to use my beach hut to get changed when you have finished sunbathing?” Said this woman’s voice. I looked up to see a silhouette of a womanan against the sun.
“Pardon,” said Michelle. Repartee is not her strong point.
“I own that beach hut over there and if you want to use it to get changed or make a cup of tea you are welcome.” She sat on Emily’s towel. I could see her better now, an attractive brown haired brown eyed lady, definitely a lady, about mid thirties.
“Thank you, we may take you up on that when the others come back.” I said.
“I couldn’t help noticing the marks on your bum, both your bums. Do you have someone who gives them to you?” She spoke very hesitantly.
I blushed. “That is our business, we do not discuss our private lives.” I retorted.
“Sorry, please forgive me but do use my hut and if you could introduce me to the gentleman with you I would be grateful.” She gave me a key and walked off.
“Fucking hell,” said Michelle “Those huts cost six figures minimum.”
“We’ll have to have a look inside as soon as sir comes back.” I suggested. When we saw sir and Emily walking on the promenade in front of the beach huts we rushed to intercept them. “Sir come and see what we can use,” I enthused as I put the key in the lock of her beach hut. It was a bigger one than most of the huts on the row. I pulled the doors open to show a beautiful kitchen, dining, living facility in a
comparatively small space.
Cooking facilities, fold up table, a full wine rack! Were amongst some of the immediate things but the item that hit you in the face was an armchair more suited to a posh locke.
Sir
Pleasant drink with Emily and ambling back in the sunshine we were accosted by Michelle and Emma who were super excited about a beach hut. We went in and it was quite remarkable.
“This lady came up to us and offered us the use of the hut, to change in, or maybe other things?” she suggested.
“What else did she say?” I asked.
“She liked the marks on our bums. I thought they were faded by now. She asked how we got them.” I told sir.
“What did you tell her?”
“Basically none of her business.” replied Emma.
“Okay let’s look around.”
“Hello, how do you like my hut?” An attractive woman asked at the door. She was looking down, hands behind her, very submissive.
“Girls, time for you to have another swim.” I ordered. They gave me a knowing look and filed out. I looked her up and down. “Close one of the doors,” I instructed her. She walked over and closed the right hand door.
“Stand there and take your dress off,” she compiled without hesitation, revealing a maroon coloured bra and knicker set. “Kneel and take the bra off.” Again no hesitation. Her tits were slightly larger than Emily’s but I didn’t think they kept the bra cup order an A (+), B, C but not a D. I would Say another C. “Hold your tits up so I can see them better.” I pinched both nipples.
“Make me a brew with no sugar and just a drop of milk.” She got up and with no worries about what people could see through the open doorshe proceeded to make the tea. She brought the tea over and retook her place kneeing at my feet. “Suck my toes,” as I was only wearing now dried swimming shorts it was going to be easy to have The Fear of Flying, zipless fuck.
She removed my sand shoes and started licking and sucking my sand covered feet. She was getting mouthfuls of sand, it must have been horrible. “Suck my cock,” I directed and she pulled my shorts down and proceeded to give me the best blow job ever. She was careful not to be too abrasive on my cock with the sand she had not managed to spit out or swallow.
I grabbed her hair and pulled her up so that she was still on her knees with her tits level with my cock. I didn’t need to tell her she gripped my cock between her squashed together tits. She spit down between her yoyoing tits to smooth my cocks passage. As the end of my cock was near her mouth she kissed it. Now this woman certainly knows what a man likes and how to give it.
“Take your knickers off, close the door and squat in front of me.” She stood, removed her knickers, walked to the door and closed it, came back and squatted down by my feet with her legs spread. “What do you want?” I asked.
“Please, I am a submissive, my Master of three years left a few months ago and I am lost. I am no good on my own. I need a Master, sexually, mentally, physically, every way. I saw the marks on your girls and recognized them even though they were faded. I can bring you lots of things and would like to be your slave. Please sir, will you take me, even for a trial period. Come to my house for lunch with your girls and I can show you my facilities.” All came out in a rush.
“You’ve shown me everything else so why not.” I replied. “Put your dress back on, go and bring the girls back here, leave the underwear.”
Sasha
What has my life come to? bored out of my head sitting in the hut, in Master’s chair looking over the beach. I was thinking of all the things we had done, particularly what he had done to me in this hut, particularly in this chair when I saw a man with three women strip off and rush into the sea.
They came out and lay on their towels, I could see that the women were subservient to the man, I am an expert on that. When the man and one of the women went off I approached the two remaining girls and they were girls, young and beautiful. My confidence left me, I cannot compete with these beauty.
They were lying on their stomachs and I could see almost faded marks on their hardly covered bottoms. Good news, they had their bums scratched. I invited them to use the beach hut and moved away and watched from a distance.
I gave them a few minutes to look round then went in, I acted in my most submissive manner and he quickly ordered the girls to leave. Yes! When I had taken my dress off, sexy underwear wasn’t wasted, I closed one door leaving the other open and knelt before him. I removed my bra and held my boobs up for inspection.
He made me make him some tea, I was walking around topless in full view while I did it. He made me suck his sandy toes. Mouth full of sand which I tried to leak out, he was certainly testing me. I had to suck his cock, this was my time to shine. My blow job abilities are second to none, I have had plenty of practice and also instruction from both my previous Masters.
I took his cock down my throat, licked round it and licked his balls with his cock down my throat. I swallowed it all. He pulled me up to give him a titty fuck. With my knickers off I squatted before him and answered his questions, I could taste his cum, pretty much the same as others. I invited him and his girls back to my house. Without my underwear I was sent to bring the others back.
In the hut they quickly stripped off without any embarrassment, dried themselves and put their dresses on. Not a piece of underwear between us.
Sir
That was some blow job, she licked my balls with my cock right down her throat. Now it’s time to go to her house which turned out to be a five minutes walk away. She lived in a large detached house in half an acre or so of land. Double garage and well looked after garden.
Inside was beautifully decorated. She led us into the blind and offered us drinks, quite a selection of drinks, wine and a very decent single malt Scotch. We sat in the blind drinking when Sasha, we had found that this was her name, offered to show me round the house. “We will all come with you.” I said. It was a lovely house but boring until she showed us her ‘playroom’, which had all sorts of bdsm equipment.
Michelle and Emma had to examine every piece of the apparatus and tried a few. Emily was more restrained but certainly intrigued.
There was a door leading off this room, “What is through there?” I asked.
“That is a woman only room, no man has ever been in there. If sir wants to he obviously can but I recommend that you do not. Please take aseat there, I will bring you a whisky and we will disappear for a few minutes. I promise you it will be worth it.” She managed to tell me what to do in the most subservient way.
“Okay,” I sat back and sipped my whisky while the girls all disappeared into the mystery room. This should be interesting, I wondered what would come out. I did not have long to wait.
First was Emma, wearing a One piece lace thing which covered her tits without obscuring them. She danced around doing gymnastic gyrations and swinging on bits of the equipment. Her high kicks exposed her pussy through a split crotch. She bent over a leather covered bench and pulled her arse cheeses to show her pussy.
Next was Emily, she was much more sedate, she marched up and down wearing a white lace, floor length thing. It looked expensive, the glimpse of her tits both through the lace and through the gap. Fasted with a belt although the front did not meet flashing her pussy. She gave glimpses of everythingas she walked. When she had finished she sat herself in a seat with stirrups to rest open legs in. Her mouth was smiling and her pussy glistening.
Next was Michelle, she was wearing a glittery white bodysuit, it covered her legs like a pair of tights and came up to a halter top, her nipples were visible through the mesh. It was also crotchless as displayed when she used her full gymnastic abilities. There was a pole so she danced around it, actually doing some amazing things. I was impressed. She jumped into a net hanging seat which allowed her to spread her legs and showed off the pink of her inner pussy.
I was looking from one to the other while finishing my Scotch. Sasha came in, on her feet / legs were a pair of black patent leather, thigh high boots. A black mini pair of knickers and a black peephole bra was all that was on her body. She had a black feather mask over her eyes and her arms were fastened at her back. She strutted on impossiblely high and thin siletto heels, her tits poking out. She somehow fastened her arms to a hook hanging from the ceiling so that she was bent double, her pussy turning at me.
Every one of them asking to be fucked, I went to the blinde and poured myself another Scotch. I returned to find them all in the same position, walking round I fingered each pussy before going to the wall which held a variety of whips, canes and paddles. Now I have never had this much choice before, choice of women to hit and things to hit them with.
I selected a multi tailed flogger, where should I start? Sasha looked very uncomfortable, Emma was asking for it, Emily was smoking and pushing her tits out. Michelle’s pussy was glowing against the white of her bodysuit. I picked up another similar flogger with thinner tails and walked around swinging the floggers in circles. I hit Emily first on Both tighs, onto her tits and finished with a couple on her pussy. She let out a small scream for each pussy stroke.
Sasha was next, Iwent on to one knee to be able to hit her arse on the downward stroke, as her legs were apart some hit her arsehole. I moved on to Michelle in the chair, I hit the tops of her thighs and lower stomach. She would feel more on my return trip.
Emma with her wide open pussy, “Move your hands,” I ordered. I hit her bent over with both floggers. I knelt down to get a lower trajectory. Well that was good, I changed the direction of the flogger so the tails were going upward and went to the beginning.
Emily was patiently waiting, thighs red, pussy wet and arse about to be struck. I swung the flogger, hitting her arse rapidly but could not resist her gleaming cunt when I stopped. I kissed it and sucked on her clip.
Sasha’s arse was all over scarlet with red tentacles branching up. I think she had spread her legs more, having seen which way the whips were going. Did she really want me to hit her pussy the way I had hit Emily’s arse? Probably. I aimed at her arse cheats, left hand to left cheek, right to right, avoiding her pussy. She wiggled her arse trying to get me to hit her pussy.
You asked for it, using just the right one I hit her pussy, hard and continuously. She yelped, screamed and said “thank you, sir.” in amongst all the screams. I went to her face and as her mouth was at the right height I shoved my cock into her mouth as far in as I could. I fucked her face quite viciously. Before I came I unhooked her arms and told her to back up to Emily. “Emily unfasten her arms, Sasha go and sort that meal you promised us.” I ordered.
Michelle was getting quite agitated and impatient. “Lift your cunt up,” she raised her hips and I kissed her pussy and clip. “Join Emma across the bench, legs apart, both of you.” I swung the floggers, rotating fast, one hitting Michelle the other Emma. Backs of thighs, arse cheeses, and cunts.
“Owww,” from Michelle, and similar from Emma. I think I hurt them more than they expected. Round the front of them I had them both lick my cock.
“Emily come and join us.” With enthusiasm she did and between the three of them, mouth and pussy I came. They cleaned my cock and we retired to the lounge. Sasha was busy in the kitchen and walking, if the way she transverse from the kitchen to the dining room in the ridiculously high heeled boots can be called walking.
“It is ready now sir,” she said, directing us to the table and serving smoked salmon, king prawns in a delicious sauce with pasta. Excellent in the time she had.
“White wine Sasha,” I ordered and she strutted off, returning with a bottle and four glasses. She showed me the label, I am no expert in white wine. “Just pour it out.”
“Not for me I shall have water as I’m driving,” said Emily. Sasha returned to the kitchen. Eventually we all sat down and finished the meal.
“Thank you Sasha, you have served us well. Emily remove Sasha’s bra, Emma her knickers.” I had seen a selection of vibrators in the playroom. “Michelle, bring in three vibrators,” I sat on the floor. “Sasha lay across my knee, put your arms out wide. Michelle switch two vibrators on and put one in each of Sasha’s hands. Emily and Emma put one of the vibrators in your pussies. You Sasha must help my girls come with the vibrators.”
I started smacking Sasha’s arse from the top of her boots to the top of her arse. I was unrelenting even though my hand felt sore. “Get up and lay on your back, put the vibrators back in. Michelle you have missed out, put the third vibrator in Sasha’s mouth and squat down on it, fuck it as hard as you like.” I squatted in her stomach and started to hit the side of her tits, again harder and longer than I would have normally. When the side of her tits were as red as her arse I started hitting her nipples face on.
Enough of that, I stood up. “Michelle, leave the vibrator in your pussy and pull Sasha’s legs up over her head. How is she doing with you two?” I directed the question at Emma and Emily.
“Fine sir, I have had an orgasm, I loved watching you hit her tits and they are the most attractive colour, I am fast approaching another orgasm.” said Emma.
“I too have had an orgasm,” said Emily.
“Good, you are doing a good job Sasha,” her arse was up in the air now so I hit the backs of her tights before I started on her pussy. Which I struck Continuously, not too hard and interspersing with inserting fingers in her wet pussy and arsehole. I moved to the couch and sat back. “Crawl over here and suck my cock keeping your arse up. Girls use the vibrators on Sasha’s pussy and arse.”
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