Dominique (16 page)

     
“Master,” I whispered, licking his back with the tip of my tongue.
 
I curled my hand around his hip, grazing my nails across his stomach.
 
He stirred, turning to lie on his back, and I gasped quietly.
 
My hand was trapped between his belly and his cock, and it was hard and hot against the back of it.
 
“
Mmmmm
, Master,” I breathed.

     
Feeling him hard added fuel to my fire, and while on my side, my thighs squashed my throbbing pussy.
 
I could barely touch his cock with the back of my fingers as my palm softly rubbed his lower tummy.
 
He was
so
hard.
 
Unable to stop myself, I took it into my grasp and held my breath, enjoying the heat and the feel of it.
 
When he still didn’t stir, I slowly tightened my grip and gave it a squeeze.
 
Fuck, that’s hard.
 
Looking up at him, he had a blissful look on his face and he groaned.
 
He was waking up!

     
“
Mmmmm
, Dominique.
 
That’s lovely,” he said quietly, yawning and blinking his eyes open.

     
I beamed at him and squeezed his cock again.
 
“Good morning, Master.
 
I hope you slept well.”

     
“
Mmmmmm
.
 
Very well.
 
Yourself?”

     
“Like a baby, Master,” I replied, fluttering my eyelashes.

     
He rolled towards me and took me into his arms, but I didn’t let go of his cock.
 
“Good.
 
Sore?” he asked, smiling at me and kissing my nose.

     
“Only a little bit.
 
More horny than anything.”

     
“Slut,” he whispered, grinning at me.

     
“Yes, Sir!” I replied a little too eagerly, my blush intensifying.

     
“We’ll see.”
 
At that moment the alarm went off and Andrew rolled over, throwing his legs over the side of the bed.
 
He sat up, reaching for his watch from the bedside table and putting it on.
 
“C’mon Dominique, playtime is later.”

     
“Oh, but
Sirrr
...” I whined, drawing back the sheet and spreading my legs.
 
I don’t know what came over me!
 
When he turned his head around, the angry look on his face evaporated in a second.

     
“Whoa.
 
Look at that.
 
Okay, pet.
 
That’s very pretty but I’m afraid
later
means
later
.
 
Now get your slutty ass out of bed and go make us some coffee.
 
We have a big day ahead.”
 
With that he rose and went into our walk-in wardrobe, his long cock bobbing in front of him, pointing the way.
 
I reached down to touch myself with the image of his hard cock in my mind.

     
“And
don’t
get any ideas, Dominique.”

     
Oohhhh
... I thought to myself, crossing my arms and pouting.
 
It’s no fun being hot and wet and not allowed to touch yourself.
 
Then I remembered Andrew’s words from the night before.
 
He was bathing me and said, “Never be ashamed of your desires, or of mine.”
 
I grinned to myself and felt a bit wicked after that.
 
I was horny all right!

     
When he came down to the kitchen and sat down, he leaned back in his chair and sipped the coffee I’d made him, looking at me.
 
I smiled and ran the fingers of both hands through my hair, fluffing it out a bit.
 
I thought maybe ...

     
“Take your coffee with you and go get changed, pet.
 
Time’s a-wasting,” he said, finishing his cup.

     
“Yes, Master.
 
Anything you’d like me to wear?”

     
“T-shirt, not too tight, shorts and sandals.
 
No underwear please, pet.
 
I’ll get the bags in a minute.”

     
“Okay.”
 
And off I trotted.
 
No
nooky
before we left.
 
When I came back downstairs, Andrew had packed the truck and we were ready to go.
 
I grabbed my handbag, some lip-gloss and a few odds and ends and we were off.

Seeing Dominique lying there with her legs open, biting her lip and blushing was one of the sexiest things I’d ever seen.
 
I don’t know how I stopped myself from pouncing on her as she gazed at me through her lashes.
 
“Whoa.
 
Look at that.
 
Okay, pet.
 
That’s very pretty but I’m afraid
later
means
later
,” I told her.

     
It was
exactly
the kind of thing I liked her to do, and I had to stop myself from praising her more obviously.
 
But it was going to be that kind of a day for Dominique.
 
Which of course meant denying myself her charms.

     
Which wasn’t easy.

     
Not with that look on her face and her wet red cunt on display.
 
Good Lord.
 
We’d really worked her over.
 
But apart from her swollen pussy, she appeared none the worse for wear.
 
Which was good because we had a fair drive ahead of us.
 
Her nipples were hard though, with a slightly reddish tinge.
 
I bet they still ached from all the bites and the pinches I gave them.
 
They would look nice bobbing around inside her t-shirt.

     
But I didn’t tell Dominique that.
 
I promised myself I could do it.
 
I could go a day without reassuring her.
 
The plan was to add a dash of humility, maturity and experience to her make up.
 
I hoped she would be able to look back and say she was proud of herself.
 
But it was risky.
 
She would be doing a lot of thinking this weekend.
 
The way she saw herself would be sorely tested.

The drive up was strange.
 
Master parried any questions I had about the weekend.
 
He said it was a surprise and that I should be ready for anything, at any time.
 
That’s all he said, but it got my juices stirred up.
 
A lot of the time we drove in silence.
 
I wondered if I was in trouble somehow.
 
Maybe I shouldn’t have been so slutty in bed that morning.
 
But he hadn’t said anything, so I figured I’d been good.
 
I hadn’t tried to masturbate, even though the thought of it was driving me half nuts.
 
I think I dozed off a couple of times too.

     
We arrived at Dean’s cabin about noon.
 
The place was very secluded, with a lake that came up almost to the back of the cabin.
 
There was also a boat dock, but no boat.
 
Very
, very pretty place.
 
Beyond the lake it was thickly wooded, and the waterfall on the other side of the lake half a mile away, could be heard as clear as day.
 
It looked like it would be a nice relaxing weekend.
 
Some sun, swimming, drinking and hanging out ...

     
Dean and
Gigi
rushed out to meet us and introduced themselves.
 
I’d talked to
Gigi
on the phone a couple of times and she seemed nice.
 
Dean was a bit of a mystery, but he reminded me of a hippy a little bit, with his long dark brown hair, his cropped beard and the bandana around his neck.

     
It was a beautiful day.
 
I had no idea what to expect, but I felt good.
 
A little nervous, but otherwise pretty good.
 
Dean and Andrew carried our bags inside and
Gigi
helped me put everything away.
 
She told me about the canoes under the cabin and the hiking trails around the place.
 
She was very nice and I was feeling great.
 
I knew Dean and
Gigi
could get pretty wild, Master had told me.
 
But after last night, I figured I was up for anything!

     
Gigi
asked me if I wanted to go for a swim.
 
Did I ever!
 
The water looked lovely and Andrew said it was okay.
 
I was changed and diving off the end of the dock in a minute flat!
 
While we were splashing around,
Gigi
asked me if Andrew had told me anything about the weekend and I told her no.
 
She smiled and kissed me on the cheek, silently taking my hand and leading me out of the water towards the guys.
 
They were sitting on the back deck drinking beer and talking.
 
I was wondering what was happening and reminding myself to be good when Andrew put up his hand.
 
I froze in my tracks, dropping my hand from
Gigi’s
and watching my Master’s eyes.

     
“Be a good girl and take off your bathing suit,” he ordered.
 
Andrew had a very stern look in his eyes, and we
were
out in the middle of nowhere.
 
I was kind of embarrassed, but there was no way I was protesting, not when we’d only just got there!
 
I just did it!
 
With ease I peeled the dark blue Lycra down my body after working it over my shoulders.
 
Stepping out of the suit and kicking it aside, I posed with my hands on my hips and feet apart a little, just how Andrew likes it.

     
He told me to come kneel quietly on the floor next to him so I ran up the steps dripping wet and did as he asked.
 
Gigi
walked up the steps behind me and stood in front of the three of us.
 
Dean told
Gigi
to take off her bikini, which she did very slowly.
 
While twisting my hair dry, I glanced up to my right and saw the men’s eyes glued to
Gigi
.
 
I smiled and turned back to watch her.
 
I was pleased to meet her finally, even though things were moving really fast!
 
She had a beautiful body, very muscular, very lean.
 
Her shaggy, dirty blonde hair swayed as she teased them.
 
I could hardly take my eyes off her either.

     
She finished her slow strip looking right at me!
 
She was grinning and I was feeling very nervous, my stomach fluttering madly.
 
She approached Dean, and then dropped down to her knees and began undressing him using just her mouth and teeth.

     
I don’t know how she did it so easily.
 
Lots of practice no doubt!
 
But in no time his shirt was open and his pants were on the ground, his cock standing at attention.
 
I noticed Andrew was very excited by all this too.
 
I wasn’t sure what to do.
 
Did he want me to follow suit?
 
I remembered he said just to kneel beside him so that’s what I did.

     
Maybe it was a test, or a game.
 
I watched
Gigi’s
mouth engulf Dean’s hard cock and I could tell by his expression he was enjoying her noisy blowjob immensely.
 
I so very much wanted to do the same for Andrew, even just to show off a bit, but he made no move to have me do it.
 
He just kept staring at
Gigi
and Dean, and rubbing his cock through his pants.
 
That was when I
realised
how hot I was becoming watching all this.
 
If only Andrew would look at me.
 
Straight away he’d know how much I wanted his cock in my mouth.