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Searching for placating Men

This morning, eyes on Jim, Sodome announced the evening program.

"I need to get a man home. I wish my innards did not demand it but they do. You are going to help me fulfill my needs. You four will be ready with a small collation and nice clothing."

Their faces, easily read after those years under my control, showed a lot of perturbation. Jim was jealous and feeling cheated. Jules was hoping that the new order would still have a place for him close to me. He was no stud but he knew I needed cuddling. Trish was calling fool:

"The last thing we needed around is a claim to the world that we lacked men power."

Gabriella was reveling in the discovery that Sodome, hit by the problem of cock generated orgasm, had set her spirit on a quest for a body shaking out of control from the ministrations of a male organ. The search will bring trouble and leave none of us the same. As the leader if I do not respect my drive we will end up in a soup.

"Fun and reliability are our theme. He will be one and we are five. Jules and Jim will wear their cock restrain to be non threatening while the girls features, in mid thigh dresses with only a G-string and their boobs floating freely in a large but decent décolleté, will bring sexiness. Let's match the color of the underwear of one to the dress of the other for an extra touch of class. The boys will don a tank top and very pasting tight with a zipper on each side of the pelvis. Those offer me every of your muscle movement and they triggers my juices."

I hugged my two men very softly to comfort them a little. They will do my biding but Jim was in a shock. I watch him interrogatively. He kneeled at my feet to kiss them. I promise a talk Sunday about all that.

After work I hooked up with Jules at Balook, a meeting place in border of the SM world. A lot of people had never played before. It was pretty crowded but the majordomo, noticing our entrance, pointed to a nice discreet booth. Walking through the crowd, garbed in a long red velvet dress, which V shaped black line all around my cleavage let me choose to show more when necessary, I searched for eyes contact. My hand hold a black satin leash attached to Jules red velvet collar. Following her back curves stirred Jules emotions. His belly feeding on the interest created by their passage sent a flow of blood unto his dick hurt in its uprising against the cock strap she had forced on him, all honey and smile, for the evening. He was fair game for her. His problem of enjoying excitation while orgasm kind of depressed him was put to a good use. Still his cock hurt in its push against the envelope. His genitals, under the thin elastic clothing glued to his body, attracted the attention on the two large zippers running through each side of his scrotum and penis leaving no doubt about how accessible he was. The well-developed muscles of his ass moving in view of the room, the line of his crack evident and the nudges of his cock trying to harden fueled the expanding flow. This is my position, what I choose; I wish something more honorable would turn me on although a lot of men coveted my place. Some of the eyes made me feel pathetic while others made me desirable. Where is the reality? At least I have warm memories of her insides. A loving and generous mistress, she even sucked me once after I confessed it was one of my dreams. She played tough but she was a sweet cake.

Sodome was thinking trying to figure which male could serve her purpose. I seek a large, long vivacious dick with a trusting man at the end able to follow my lead while retaining enough energy to pleasure me. A good-looking face caught my attention. Coming down his body I was disappointed by his shoulders, too small for my taste. He may have a perfect cock. He does not seem really trustful. He looks at me as if I was a prey. That Lady is beautiful looking for a chance to please with her modestly lowered eyes and long lashes but she obviously lacks what I need. I got to my seat. Jules sat in front on me.

"See this guy with the black long hair and a torso of athlete. He is looking mainly at submissive people. He looked straight at me but was afraid when our eyes contacted. I will taste him first. Get him for me."

Jules walked to the man. He introduced himself as Jules, Sodome's slave, motioning toward her, before informing the man that she would be pleased if he agreed to come and talk to her. The man looked toward Sodome. She smiled warmly at him. He agreed to follow.

He extended his hand to her:

"Hello I'm Zladek."

"Sodome, I'm glad you agreed to follow my envoy. I will be very direct with you. I'm looking for a man with a powerful dick to pleasure me. I do have a warm, wet pussy to offer. Are you entranced by the idea?"

Her grin, eyes lowered, and her gift of the laces of her bra to ogle got him on the edge. Surprisingly, her honey scent heightens his scare of her attracting him to the safer harbor of his seat. Dominant woman were impossible to manage except as a bottom but today something about her was ambiguous and her eyes, intensely alive, called him irresistibly to her.

"What do I need to do?"

"Well, I have some questions, intimate ones and we will follow what comes out of it."

"May I ask question as well?"

"Sure, when I'm done."

"OK. Then shoot."

She took his hand to caress it.

"Relax my man, it is only a new experience. You do not have to go for it. You can go back, no harm done. I'm a beginner too. This is my first time searching for a man with a powerful organ."

His heart, caught off guard by the sudden emotion switch, was beating hard. Her ability to confront people's feeling was dangerous. He wished he had stayed home tonight but right now her pull was too strong. Her deep blue eyes carried no meanness. Her mouth was commanding but full of tenderness and warmth. He was scared only by her stature. He said:

"Please ask, I will try to be honest."

"It comes to no surprise that all of it is about sex. I want a man that can pacify me with his cock and respect my taste while taking his pleasure at the same time. First of all were ever standing nude in presence of a dressed women?"

"I do not remember so."

"What would you think of it?"

"It is humiliating for the men that goes for it. It shows a lack of character. You would never fall for a guy that accept that."

"Did you ever suck a man or woman?"

"Yes, it happened. I did sucked both sexes on a reciprocal basis on various occasion."

"Do you enjoy sucking?"

"Well never completely, I usually do it as a way to get myself sucked or to get women in the right mood. There is always a bit of humiliation in this act."

"Do you suck with your tongue or only with the lips?"

"Most of it is with the lips. Some tongue action."

This guy is a lost cause. He fancies himself sitting on his butt while Dolly makes him come. Not for me.

"Well, getting together is going to be really conflicting because you will perceive the needs of my pleasure as humiliating you. This is always a great hurdle to cross. Let's leave it here"

A pang devastated his heart. She had done it. He looked at her, a tear in his eyes.

"Miss I'm so sorry, this is the way I was before I met you. A can of worms is dawning in my flesh. Help me change, please; I suddenly desire to please you. I just answered honestly."

She scrutinized him for a long time. Red and sweaty, he did look sincere.

"OK let's get more question on the future. Are you interested by learning how to properly suck a pussy?"

"Yes I would love to!"

"What do you think of Jules' position?"

"I'm not sure. I always thought submissive were lesser men. I quite despise them but now I peek that it opens very special doors. I sure do not like it although I may, one day, envy his position close to you."

He was too perturbed by the discovery of his attraction to a woman like her to deliver a good performance but he sounded smart and who knows what the future will bring.

"You are not ready for my first proposal of using your dick on me but you may serve me while I' m choosing a partner for the night. This is just an occasion to slave yourself away for a moment. So next time something similar happens, you may understand what to do."

I was sad because she was wrong. Although not ready not be her slave, I may have fulfilled her need if only she would not be so bend into pushing me down to insure the top position. Life is life and I needed to learn which way she swayed her bottoms.

"Let's do it."

"That is not very enthusiastic."

"Please Madam try me for a moment."

"Get your dick out of your pants."

Her tone coupled with the meaning of her words achieves destabilizing me. The touch of her hand masturbating my dick was electrifying. I was oozing already. I had not reacted so strongly to so little since my teen-age years. She got mad with reason that time.

"That is much too fast! I will first teach you how to suck a man. Jules will go get me somebody else. When he comes back you will have removed your pants and be under the table ready for a very important job. Got it?"

So this was the effect of accepting direct commands. There was no way to get her to come for me in this position but it was emotionally intense.

"Yes Madam"

"Jules go ask this guy, with the green velvet jacket in the front row, if he agrees to meet me and come back to get your suck. Zladek made you lucky. You can go out of that cock restrain for a couple of minute. Remember he is learning. Do not forget to guide him and instruct him."

I was amazed at how happy he looked to take her order but I now believed that I could be as happy as he was. She continued for me:

"For a good beginner suck you need to use your tongue and you also need to make room for the cock inside. Your lips keep contact with the dick while your tongue goes up and down inside. Sometimes you use the tip of the tongue, at other moment you stick the all length of it on his rod. Sucking is a lot of work, tires the mouth and demands a precise attention to the totality of the partner. You strive to give pleasure, to get your honoree to squirm, relax and for a long time. You must feel what he feels through his cock embellishing his sexual journey. OK. Down with your pant and get under"

Zladek got under the table. Her hand went down with him searching for his tail end. His cock, rock hard, pulsed gently to the rhythm of the quivering touch of her hand. He offered himself to her caress without restriction. He was doing his part. She was having second thought about him.

Jules came back with his target, Rofad. Jules sat and Zladek went to work. Zladek mouth was warm and pretty accepting. Jules relaxed listening to the conversation. Being sucked watching Sodome contracting a new slave removed all the doubts about the desirability of his position. Sodome was questioning Rofad.

"How do you feel when sucking pussy?"

"It is a very mixed moment. The effect it creates in women makes it a must but the difficult breathing, the strong smell and the hairs into the mouth stifle the urgency to offer it. The humiliating side, like in suck my ass type of expressions, is hard to ignore. The worst is that even women prefer to reach their plenitude through a good dick than sucking. I work hard to do it right but I rarely give it for very long. I sure prefer to receive it than to give it."

"What happens when you get your dick inside?"

"I'm a pretty good fuck. I search for her basic rhythm, the deepness at which she reacts and the amplitude she is ready for and I do my best to make her achieve satisfaction."

"Can you contain yourself while enjoying it?

"Pretty much."

"Did you have phantasm of serving a domina?"

"I harden when I think of being nude at her feet and how she will straddle my mouth with her cunt. She may force me to suck her ass."

"Were you ever nude in the presence of a dressed woman?"

"One of my girl friend, I was not submitting to her, was much easier to lay if I paraded nude for a while. She seemed not to notice it nor she commented about it. She also asked me pretty often to eat her. She kept me at it for very long."

"Show me your dick."

Unzipping his pants produced a long and large instrument. Sodome dropped a quick kiss on the top of his shaft. She hold the instrument for a while feeling the energy flowing through it. It was not grandiose but there was something. At least he was not oozing at the first stroke.

"Do you like to come home with me? Three other slaves wait for us at home. You will have to fuck me hard and strong. Do you feel up to the task?"

He had difficulty breathing. She was titillating his rod.

"I would love to."

"You just need to put your pants down."

He did and she attached a short leash to the top of his dick. He was pretty red by now.

Sodome interrupted Jules beatitude to have him bring the car. His obstinate hard on render the task of pushing his cock back into his restraint a long one but she got the thing under control. Jules gone, she took Zladek cock between her thumb and index, rubbing up and down a couple of times. She caressed lightly the dome under the little skin and he exploded in her hand. She let him have his pleasure giving him her hand to lick his own sperm. He was quite depressed. She smiled to cheer him up.

"May be next time we will get further. You can write to me if you think you can hold it longer someday." Sodome said while handling her address.

Rofad forgot any kind of protest he had while witnessing the event. He followed his dick to the door. They rushed into the car. While Jules drove home, Sodome had Rofad decent again. She assured him that now he will be pampered. In the bar she had to make sure that he trusted her.

Rofad

At home Gabriella lead Rofad into a hot bath and dressed him in a comfortable white robe. The three women and Rofad ate a stylish dinner served by Jules and Jim, which removed zipper piece unveiled their controlled penis and well shaped bottom, bringing to Sodome a subtle power inundating her inside. Jules was working his bottom the proper way. Jim was still sulking. She though about giving him a lesson but nothing stirred in her intimacy at the idea. Gabriella and Trish breast deployed in front of her offered on certain moves regular glimpse of tits to their host. Boy did she love her commune! Sunday will be the time to appease all those background grumbles. The conversation was about the master slave relationship. Gabriella was talking:

"I really enjoy being controlled, told what to do. By myself I come too often and it turns into something very blend. The parts I cannot get used to in my position are the humiliation, the frustration and the eyes of pity. Everything is mixed, the exposition turns me on, but at the same time I do not like my body betraying my wish. The physical pain is very exciting up to a certain point. May be even the humiliation."

Inside herself she was thinking. Do I enjoy pleasing this alien guy almost nude under Sodome orders? The boys serving on me with their pathetic dicks hoping up are a much more probable source for my secret fountain. They are excited otherwise they would not do it. Would I be happier running my hands all other them like Sodome is doing? They react strongly to her attention but would not them rebel against mine? I may like having others under me provided they look very satisfied. I would hate giving any sort of pain to another body. How can I tell to Sodome the real frustration of being always the last, of being grabbed or fucked in the mouth? She could not be my master if I ever tell her how hard it is on me at time. Like when she exposes me for the all evening or when she lets me days without coming.

Sodome cut in:

"I'm not the type of dominant bent on humiliating their slave or pushing them to their limits till they break them. Some dominants just enjoy humiliation. I value the service, the good food, the fire and the massage. Everybody is going to be happier if the slave is left with a realm of dignity. I'm a gentle kind. My pleasure does not steam from your humiliation but from the task you perform, although those boys, standing just there, stirs my fluids. As you said humiliation is an ambiguous topic. May be it is like lemon or salt, needed but not too much. Or there is something that accumulates, it creates energy both ways but some deposit stays."

Trish said:

"There are all sort of abasement. Some get a positive physical reaction from me, others do not. The obedience does not suffice to get the response, constrained obedience is more efficient, and also it must be a situation that I can accept. If I find the request sick it is just disgusting. Constraint obedience without arousal is rape. The line is clear but sinuous. I may forgive a rape because I love or I'm afraid of loosing something important or to feel grandiose at giving unlimited powers to my master. Rofad's eyes on my body, trying to catch more skin when I move, please me. I sure enjoy the boys moving around in their cuties, that is part of my own enjoyment of showing myself."

"I do not really mind a little bit of humiliation specially if it brings around the nirvana of sexuality: an excited female. It is worth doing whatever they need to reach this point. I get my share in the coit. The rubbing of my erected cock inside an embracing vagina gives me enough power to compensate for the subservient station in the forefront play."

Jim was sardonically thinking the fool will have a hard time when he got Sodome sucking vagina pushing him over the edge before he can get her satisfied. Unfortunately he had to keep his wisdom to himself during service. Sodome took the bait:

"Rofad, this is exactly what I'm seeking in a man. This willingness to let me enjoy the premises that stir me up coupled with the power to glow his rod in my tunnel. Let's get to it"

Sitting on a large couch, Jules and Jim blindfolded at his feet taking turn brushing his dick with their tongue, Rofad watch the girls strip. Sodome was uncomfortable to strip for Jim or Jules hence the blind fold came in handy. Trish and Gabriella synchronize with her moves. All three of them, dancing languorously on the music, produced a show of legs, shoulders and breasts. Lace bra, pussy lips glowing under the transparent G-string and bare bottom punctuated the large move of their dresses around their bodies. Sodome freed her dress strap to let it fall on the floor followed by Trish and Gabriella. While Gabriella was putting the clothing away, Sodome and Trish, with only a small triangle of their anatomy out of sight, got into a more frantic dance. Then they all three got close to Rofad handing him the privilege to remove the last piece of garment from all three body. He did so with lot of gusto. Sodome was wandering if he could deliver the fucking. He seemed not to be afraid. The boys were still licking him. She had Gabriella take care of her front while Trish was servicing her back. One tongue moving alertly in and out of her back ring, another lapping greedily her clit, she was an icon of lust declaiming without word her gratitude and her pleasure. Jim was really pissed off by all the fun around. The ferocious push of his dick hardening under the restraint was hurting. He could not understand the mysterious force preventing him from leaving the room. He was thinking about the conversation on humiliation. Jules and him were the humiliated ones tonight. Jules did not really care. He had accepted everything. The dumb bell could not get anything better anyway but he could. Oh hearing her pleasure shouts turns him inside out. That is the problem. I'm stuck with it. Even only hearing or smelling her excitation makes me mad. It hurt also when I remember how I couldn't appease her. This is why I stay but now it is enough. It is my turn to play with the pussies and watch strip tease. Sunday I will tell. I will put my conditions. I'm sure the idiot she brought home will not deliver.

On Sodome's orders Gabriella had Jules and Jim laying flat on their back with two pillows around their head. Sodome installed Rofad in such a way that there was a small circle of two heads and a very erect manhood. Rofad head was close to the boys’ feet. The boys unaware of the general setting understood what was expected from them when a wet cunt rubbed against their lips. Get on it said Sodome; we girls are coming hard tonight. To Jim she added to make it right otherwise she will be merciless. Sodome sat on Rofad manhood. Trish was on Jim, a whip in her hand, in case he was not doing a proper job. Gabriella was helping an eager Jules to find the perfect spot and speed. She was impatient, expecting a good one. It was almost a week since her last orgasm and Jules tongue was always a treat. Plus sharing the eruption with Sodome and Trish in a desirable sorority multiplies the effect. She often had to be content with her hand. The three women hold each over, rubbing their breast and touching their neck, exchanging kisses. At the beginning Trish had to give some light lash of her whip to keep Jim in line. They were following Sodome deep throat shouts, the move of her hands and her smells. She was close of it. They let themselves closer too. Sodome was moving her hips furiously and rubbing her clit on him. It was great but something was not right. The guy was not giving hundred percent. He stayed hard but he was not there. He was not giving back. It was going to be OK come but the usual hunger will be there. She hesitated to replace the dick with a gode and a tongue but she ruled it out. Furious she just let it go almost surprising her partners. They scramble to rejoin her; both enjoyed a very nice orgasm to the lips of her fellows submissive.

Sodome took her anger on Jim making him clean her cunt with his tongue. Then he was so stressed that she was afraid he would burst so she had him put her to bed to give him some warmth but he would not take anything. He was suckling her to put her to sleep in a very tense way. She hesitated to smack his butt but she had brought him to soothe him, and also it was tiring. She had him stand close to her bed using both hand to pacify his manhood. In a minute he was panting. He came in her hands. She gave them to him to clean. She sent him to bed. She was really tired.

Venting Sunday

The Sunday was a venting Sunday. They met in the meditation room. Jim started:

"I'm very frustrated. I hate to have a cock restraint and sucking a stranger blindfolded while he enjoys watching you three women strip. I was full of rage and my cock was hurting. In these moments I assess quitting. I will if this happen again. Worst I had to suck his come from Sodome cunt when I should have been myself in there. You know that I rather be in. Why do you do that to me? Jules has a much better treatment than me. You must at least let me lead the group on my pleasure day and you should give me free access to Gabriella."

"Don't you like to suck my cunt?" said Sodome with an angelic smile. He was diverted but still he really needed to say something. It was the perfect moment to expose his heart, happen what will happen.

"I love to suck you, to serve you but I need help to deal with frustrations that I do not know how to spell or organize. Hear me, all would be better if we found a way to remove those. I long to serve you, Mistress, but it does not mean that I cannot make you come as a man on occasion. At time I become confrontational shooting for your position. Yes I do, still I discern I could not deliver. I'm all confused. I speak negatively about you. I think negatively about you meanwhile I love you so much. My thirst for your love is hidden by your obsession to push me down. You enjoy so much teasing me that I seek to do the same. May be this is the source of this impression that I win and you loose if I make you come. May be Sinwar is right and the best way for a woman to come is in the submissive position. Why don't you cuddle me on occasion? Also running the show will give me strength that I will use to enhance you not to topple you. The itch in my pants is the main culprit. At times it occupies all my days. I cannot think of anything else. Then I dream of when it will go away, when somebody will love me enough to take proper care of it. Before serving you I was masturbating the itch away but with it went all my aspirations and energies. Now that you control my peaks I just hate you when the itch creeps in. I quest to overthrow you only to be able to satisfy myself but my love render my drive aimless. I want to get rid of you to run to a porno shop and give me a hand."

He was almost sobbing. Everybody was breathing slowly allowing Jim's heart to diffuse in. It did shed light on his attitudes and behaviors. Sodome responded:

"Thank you for telling us what is bothering you. I enjoy observing your struggle, seeing you hard, full of desire multiply my pleasure. The power I receive when you suck other men's sperm out of me binds all of us together. I must be able to follow my fancies but I do not choose you to suffer from it. I limit your climaxes to save you from boredom. Letting you play sometimes with my other slaves will help your immediate frustrations but I'm not sure whether you can properly handle it, nor if it would not bring more problems along the road. My own frustration is that I need to be filled by a man. I wish you could deliver. I will help you deliver. If you fulfill my female need like a man I will give you more but then will you still accept to suck other's man sperm from my cunt?"

"Yes Mistress I will do better when I'm full of confidence."

They were silent for a while then Trish said:

"Mistress I do feel wasted at time. I could enhance the house if given more leeway. You could let me experiment with some domination time. I will provide a plus, especially when we get new people. I could get my need satisfied. It is very painful to stay with a sexual tension, specially, in the atmosphere of this commune. I know that your amusement rebounds on us but it is too much to bear."

"If she let you have your way life will be bland. If we ask for a reason to our Mistress choices we will just split. I know it is good to talk. I hope it will also help Sodome assure her domination upon us versus trying to make her feel guilty to get one extra climax." Said Jules.

Gabriella continued:

"I sure could use more orgasm, also I do not like being exposed. I almost always get hurt; I 'm completely ashamed, all those hands playing with my breast and my sex. It is true that at the same time I'm totally wet. I also do my best to moan when pinched and rub the part they touch. I moan when they enter me. I give great heads with lot of attention but when venting the word comes that I really hate all of it. I often react as if I liked something I hate but the juice flows from my vagina. Could I get the kicks without it? This is what I do not know. I like to serve without reserve; I love to be exposed when relatively free to move. I love to give pleasure and uncomfortable when tied, exposed and powerless."

"Anyway you both are Sodome unconditional. You are happy with where you are, doing what you do. Nothing could be better, no way lead to a better life than blindly obeying any of her whims. I'm a man that needs to express anger and violence from time to time even when I go back to being a sheep under her governance. I serve in her house but I also participate in defining the future of the commune. I will not break it. The power is hers anyway. She may loose control but it will not be because of me. It may be because of you not letting your emotions out. The Mistress can take my anger without melting that is why I serve her. We will all be better off when you show your anger and your negative emotions."

"Gabriella did told her negative emotions but I do need unconditional and provocateur. Without Gabriella and Jules to enhance my drive for domination I may have renounced it long ago. You would not be here anymore. I will not melt under your criticism but I it does consume a lot of energies. If we could accommodate you it would give all of us more strength but it has to be in a way where you follow my lead."

At the end of the conversation Sodome remind them that there are all going to a dinner party the following evening. It is an exchange party where dominant each put four slaves in a pot that is then randomly distributed. The dress code for slave is neither underwear nor pants. She was going to check before leaving that she could get at their sex by just slipping a hand under their clothes.