Rosy was fun. After a week of fourteen-hour days and overdue deadlines, I needed fun. This weekend she had promised me an adventure to end all adventures. I asked what to pack? She said a toothbrush, and to dress like a slut.

I had to admit she had me interested. When I arrived she checked out my outfit and approved it as slutty enough for our purposes. She then grabbed my purse and left it and everything in it but the toothbrush on the table, stating, “This weekend, no interruptions.” I laughed, and agreed and she said, “We’re off.””

“Off where I asked?”

Rosy for once was the soul of secrecy, no matter how I tried she would not tell. We ended up in downtown Detroit on the top of a building called Cobo Arena. Once out of the car with nothing obviously open I asked again.

“Alright Rosy you’re starting to scare me. Why are we all alone on the top of a dark roof in the middle of a parking lot.”

Rosy pointed. Purring up the ramp was the longest most elegant white limo I have ever seen in my life. It stopped by us and the chauffeur got out and opened the back door.

“Ladies, help your self to drinks, I have two more to pick up and then we will proceed to our destination.” Rosy was grinning like an evil oversexed monkey. “Now you really are getting excited right?”

I nodded yes, almost afraid to talk, more worried than excited but willing to wait and see. She poured two champagne flutes and turned on the VCR.

The best looking man I have ever seen appeared. “Good Evening and welcome to my domain. I trust things are going as planned. There are snacks in the mini oven, and I am looking forward to seeing all of you within the hour, enjoy the champagne.

With a clap of thunder and flash of light, the man disappeared and a soft very erotica movie of two women making love appeared. We quickly got engrossed. We almost didn’t notice when two more women joined us. These two however quickly got our attention.

They were naked, handcuffed, and gagged. I looked at Rosy and she grinned.

“ Don’t panic its part of their fantasy. They will only get hurt as much as they want, meanwhile I feel hungry.” She reached down and pulling up on the small brunette’s legs soon had her spread out Rosy who likes women, was soon buried deep inside her hot pussy licking away like crazy. “This slut is one hot bitch. Want a taste?” I shook my head no then slide over on the seat and patted it. I wanted the tall slender Madonna type to sit next to me.

She did. I removed her gag. I smiled and said, “Eat me.”

Within minutes, I was trembling on the verge of a climax. I looked up and into the chauffeur’s eyes. He was watching us through his rear view mirror. Rosy meanwhile had pushed her little lover down between her thighs and was loudly enjoying her efforts. It made it all the better to know our pleasure was his pleasure. Just then, I heard Rosy scream. “Sweet Jesus I am coming.” I looked and she had pushed the tiny one almost into her pussy. I remember thinking “That must make it awful hard to breathe,” just as my climax hit and then I wasn’t thinking at all.

I don’t remember crossing the Canadian border but sometime in the sexual pleasures, we must have passed someone’s approval. The movie on a continuous loop stopped playing it was then that we noticed it was quiet and we had stopped moving.

Suddenly the car lights got brighter and with a loud calliope of noise, our gorgeous host was back again.

“I am glad the trip went well and that you have arrived safely. On the car seat, you should find blindfolds for four. Ladies if you will help your more delicate sisters. Now when George opens the door please exit quickly and follow where he leads. It will be worth your while.

We walked for what seemed like miles. Finally, we heard the turning of a key inside a metal lock. Rosy and I were told to stay at the doorway from which damp stale cold air was teasing us. I could only imagine how our naked sisters must feel.

We heard chains, and the muted shriek of two different voices, as the thud of a heavy paddle meeting its mark sounded along with the tears of the people who had been hit. “Next time do not hesitate” I heard George say, and then the soft “Yes Sir, we understand.”

Someone pulled our hands. Young strong female hands gentle but insistent. “Ladies come please hurry.” We next saw the light in a huge bedroom suite so opulent it is hard to describe. Once our eyes adjusted, we saw two Chinese girls naked and waiting. They led us to a huge tub full of bubbling scented bubbles. “We wash you now, but we must hurry.” We stripped with their help and the water was lovely just what we needed to revive us, and bring our senses to attention. They washed and rinsed us and then hurried us into the bedroom. Pushing us gently onto stools they did our hair and makeup and then helped us into matching corsets. One was Blood Red, the other one black as night. Along with the matching accessories there were beautiful feather masks.

They pushed us to a mirror. We were captivating pictures of erotic lust. Any man or woman would kill to possess or be possessed by the twin Dominatrix of their wet dreams.

I admit we giggled,then sobering realized that our fantasies were about to come true. Rosy knew without a doubt in her petite five-foot body that she was born to rule over men and women to have them at her feet worshiping her day and night.

I enjoyed the thought of domination. I enjoyed the thought of the man or woman at my feet, who were ready to make my every wish come true. However, in my most secret of hearts I harbored a long held dream of a man strong enough and wise enough to capture my heart, mind, body and soul. Rosy and I were both about to get our innermost desires.

The door opening was without a sound but I felt the difference in the air. Standing there hands on his hips was the man from the video. He was well over six foot tall, long flowing black hair almost to his waist, long lean well muscled legs, and forearms that looked like he could easily pick up a horse. He was dressed in dark brown leather with a slight sheen of oil on his muscles. He was magnificent.

He held out his hands, “Ladies come to me” We walked to his side. “Now the fun begins.” We walked out the door down the hall and into a scene from Dante’s inferno. A living breathing scene of sexual debauchery. “Welcome to Domination Plus, and thank you for coming and bringing your friend Rosy.” Rosy dimpled and practically purred when he leaned over and kissed her so well that she had to sit down. He called two naked slave girls to his side. “Mistress Rose had need of your services take her to the Red room and do everything she says.” They all happily went away.

He sat us down at the table. “Now for you my lovely little dominatrix I have other plans.” I found it hard to look him in the eye and shivered under his spell.

“We are going to try an experiment. To learn to be a good Top you have to learn how it feels to be a bottom. Tonight with your approval I will teach you the answer to your deepest darkest hidden secrets.” He reached over, pulled me out of the chair, and pushed me down on the floor. “I do have your approval right?” I nodded.

“Assume the position,” he whispered. I knelt tall and placed my hands behind my neck pushing my breasts out and into his waiting hands. “Lovely” he murmured. He clamped his fingers down tightly on my nipples and pulled them taut as he twisted them. It was painful but I felt answering twinges of pleasure in my pussy. I moaned.

“I see, you like that. How about we try this? He leaned over and sucked one into his mouth. “Oh yes please more.”

“You beg so prettily, I like that.”

He pulled me up and grabbing my hands, he pulled them over my head fastening them to a ready clamp. I was now on tiptoes, and I admit it aching to be touched. He walked around me touching me here, licking me there, and blowing warm breath on the spots, he had just wet. He was in short driving me crazy. I wanted I begged, I pleaded and I cursed telling him what I wanted, what I needed.

Finally I gave up and sagging in my chains, I said “I’m tired of pleading, do what you will to me. I concede you to be the Master of Domination.”

He came and holding my head still looked into my eyes. “I am not the master of domination, that title is held by another. I am however for the length of tonight your Master.”

I nodded.

He reached and ripped upon the panel to his leather pants and in one sweet sharp painful move, he stuffed his eight-inch long, two-inch wide cock deep inside my patiently waiting pussy. I came before he touched another part of me.

Having acknowledged him my Master, I was now his pet, his toy. My very passion and release depended upon his will. He gave to me the pleasure he had withheld until I knew how badly I required it.

“I should punish you for coming without permission you know.” He told me as he harshly pushed in and out of my pussy rubbing my clit with his leather-covered hands. Gasping in pleasure with another climax coming I managed “I am sorry my Lord, your skill overwhelmed me.” Laughing he pinched my clit hard and whispered in my ear “Come brat for and with me.” As he flooded me with his juices, I came for his pleasure. He released me, and picking me up carried me through a door and into a place of peace and quiet.

He placed me on an overstuffed sofa and handed me a glass of wine, once he saw I could hold it.

“Have you figured it out yet Nicole?” I shook my head no. Too tired out to talk or think. He walked over sat down and pulled me into his arms. “Rosy brought you here for me.” She is a Dominatrix and a very good one. You my darling are a switch with far more submissive tendencies than you believe.”

I opened my sea green eyes and looked deep into his black ones. “I know my body and I know me. I like a little pain but not a lot, I have waited a long time for the man who understanding me could tame me. Are you it?”

He laughed and leaning over kissed me weak kneed again. “We will have to see that won’t we.” He continued “Meanwhile here are the rules. For the next ninety days when you are not working, you are mine. By the end of that time you will be trained and be able to pick a master that suits you, and I will know if you suit me. Fair enough?

I nodded overwhelmed by his nearness and his charisma and his seeming knowledge of what was good for me. “I will come to the city during the week and you will return here from Friday night to Monday Morning.”

“Where will we stay in the city Master?” He grinned at me, “certainly not in your studio apartment. I have a home on the river I will meet you after work Monday night and take you there. No need for you to pack anything. I will provide you with all you need. Your keys please?”

I gave them over without a thought and then he pushed me down on the sofa and made soft, gently sweet love to me until we both climaxed.

I could only think as we lay there afterwards, that this was only Friday night I wonder if I can survive the whole weekend.

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