"Yes, Mistress."
"Yes, what?"
I smiled. "Yes, Mistress, I would like to come."
She ran the crop down my chest to my dick, which throbbed when I felt the leather against my bare skin.
"I'd love to see you stroke that nice fat cock and make yourself come. Do it for me. Keep your eyes on me the entire time."
I did, despite feeling strange, because my dick was hard and I wanted to learn what it was like to be under someone else's control.
I gripped my cock, and used the fluid leaking out of the tip to lubricate my hand. I stroked myself, my eyes closing involuntarily, trying to find a rhythm that would guarantee a quick orgasm.
"Keep your eyes open and on me."
I opened my eyes, stroking while I looked in Lara's.
It was such an intimate moment, pleasuring myself while she and the others watched. She kept glancing down at my cock, watching me jerk off, then back to my eyes, and that turned me on even more. As I grew closer to my release, she seemed to sense it.
"Come for me, Drake," she said, her voice husky. I did, ejaculating, my face hot, somewhat ashamed that I was able to do it in front of strangers, but they seemed to enjoy it and cheered as I shuddered. A look of triumph crossed Lara's face.
"Good boy," she said, running the crop over my cheek as I caught my breath. "Let that be a lesson to you. To assert dominance, order your sub to service you after you’ve aroused them. Then, order them to pleasure themselves and make sure they keep their eyes on yours. It will enforce your position of power and their subordinate status, in addition to making you closer through the intimacy of the act. A sub wants to feel your power over them. If you don’t assert it, they won't feel safe and fulfilled. You make them feel safe and fulfilled by showing them you have control. Whatever it is that they need to do, they do on your orders. They're no longer responsible and can be free to enjoy their kinks, whatever they are."
Chessie's voice brought me back from the memory of my first time in the dungeon with Lara. I blinked and watched as Chessie bounced around the room, excited to see what everyone was doing and I knew by her energy that she wasn’t the sub for me. It was Jenna who was more my type, and despite her reluctance to have sex in public, I knew she’d come around eventually. She needed a lot of coaxing and to feel completely safe with me before she’d be able to let go of her inhibitions. I'd use that lesson with her, making sure to arouse her to near orgasm before ordering her to service me then demanding she bring herself to orgasm while I watched.
The fact that she wanted me to tie her up in public suggested she wanted people to look at her and know she was a sub under my control. Public sex would come eventually if I handled her properly.
It was then I saw someone I recognized from my health club – the friend of Ethan’s I met earlier, a fellow justice on one of New York’s courts. I couldn’t remember which one. Initially, I felt the need to hide from him, but he saw me and nodded in recognition. I nodded back but his presence took me out of the dungeon and into my world outside the lifestyle. It also reminded me of Katherine and her stockings and garters.
In that moment, I wanted Katherine with me instead of Jenna or Chessie. The night lost its excitement because I was no longer satisfied with the prospect of having both Chessie and Jenna – something that would please any Dom in his right mind.
The rest of the night was disappointing. I tied Jenna up as promised, using some soft leather straps I brought along to bind her breasts, using soft rope to restrain her. I took the opportunity to talk about various forms of Japanese rope play, talking about safety, especially with suspension bondage, and how to ensure that any restraint could be easily released to prevent unintentional pain.
As for Chessie, she wanted to try out the sex swing. I knew she wanted me to fuck her publicly, but instead, I whispered in her ear that I wasn’t up to it that night but she was free to find someone else if she desired.
She looked up at me with disappointment.
“I knew you liked her better,” she said, pouting. “What did I do wrong?”
I shrugged, ignoring her failure to address me properly. I didn’t have the desire to correct her at that point. “We don’t have the right chemistry, Chessie.” I raised my eyebrows, hoping she’d get the message. “But I saw a few of the other Doms who might be interested in playing with you, if you’d like.”
“Sorry, Sir,” she said and stood with her arms folded for a moment as if in protest. I went to Lara, who had finished her scene with her sub and told her that things weren’t working out with Chessie but that she wanted to keep playing with someone else. Lara arranged to have one of the other Doms play with Chessie so she didn’t go home unfulfilled.