DOMINANT
FEMALES
IN CONTROL
Smashwords Edition
Dr Jane Foxx
Copyright 2006 Dr Jane Foxx
Strict Publishing International
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Introduction
The owner of the largest real estate office in town was 40 year-old Jack Cass. In his financial dealings, Jack Cass always managed to make a profit, one way or another. To be frank, the real estate executive was known as something of a swindler and a con artist. Over time, Jack Cass had used deception and his shady expertise to acquire a private fortune, but always at the expense of others who trusted him. The skullduggery was performed by juggling figures in books, and even by operating escrow accounts out of his pocket. Many families were thus deprived of profits that were legally theirs. Like other dishonest men, Jack Cass cheated everyone with a smile.
Jack lived with his shiftless nephew, Phil. The two male Cass relatives did not have much in common, mostly because of their diverse ages. Phil Cass was only nineteen, and as soon as he had graduated from high school, his uncle insisted Phil leave home to attend college. That would make Jack the sole resident in the plush, older, two-story residence on Mulberry Street.
Jack Cass did his best to enjoy solitude. In private, the real estate executive was free to engage in his personal passions as he saw fit. There was always a fresh stack of adult videos next to Jack’s VCR. Viewing them was one of his favorite pastimes. He tempered his meager sex life with fantasies brought about by the men and women who appeared in various erotic scenes. Through these unknown individuals Jack sought a measure of singular pleasure culminating in frequent and repeated sessions of masturbation.
Dominic Sly’s boss sometimes thought his life might be better if he had a woman with him, -- but marriage seemed out of the question. Most females were too prudish or much too nosey for the real estate executive. Besides, as a miser of the first magnitude, he did not want a female spending any of his ill-gotten money.
To justify his attitude toward women, the real estate executive told himself the unfathomable minds of the opposite sex were full of nothing more than cotton, hay, and rags. But in truth, the Jack Cass was fearful of the female species, -- especially those who seemed to be domineering and aggressive.
Jack Cass tolerated Dominic Sly because the younger man was reportedly successful with various women, and he often told tales of his bedroom exploits. Jack enjoyed hearing such stories, because they spurred his own erotic imagination.
However, Dominic’s tales were mostly fabricated. But the vivid descriptions he told to his boss still led to continuing, spontaneous erections for Jack. These, he could beat off later in the privacy of his home. Such was his frequent habit.
From his own viewpoint, Dominic Sly did not really care for being around his boss, especially since the real estate executive would not allow smoking in the office. Jack Cass disliked anyone who used tobacco in any form. Dominic also thought Jack Cass was a tightfisted degenerate, and someone who would not be of much help in a personal crisis. The real estate agent was civil to Jack Cass only as a means of keeping him agreeable during real estate transactions. Such was their testy, superficial relationship.
As with many other men of their ilk, neither Jack Cass nor Dominic Sly ever gave any thought to becoming positive influences in the lives of others around them. Their classical male egotism and gross self-absorption would never allow it. Therefore, neither of the two men was aware of the phantom female forces who would soon be fashioning dramatic changes in each of their tawdry, contemptible lives.
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Chapter 1
Opportunity Knocks
It was June when Dominic Sly first met the adorably exciting Nancy Hotchkiss. During one of his rare, out-of-office lunches, the real estate agent had gone to a local restaurant, when the lovely lady seemed to appear out of nowhere. Nancy asked if she could sit at Dominic’s table. The attractive woman said she just wanted someone to talk to as she ate her lunch. That seemed plausible enough to Dominic, and he quickly agreed.
Dominic saw that Nancy had neatly stacked reddish hair, a beautiful smile, dazzling eyes, a scintillating voice, and the curviest of desirable feminine shapes. In truth, Dominic immediately decided Nancy Hotchkiss looked perfectly built for plenty of outrageous sexual exploration. Naturally, the real estate agent was totally entranced by the beauty, and he offered her a chair next to his own. What male in his right mind would NOT have asked a woman of Nancy’s allure to sit with him, Dominic asked himself? He was quickly engrossed with Nancy’s radiant good looks, and her disarming manner.
Dominic, of course, had no idea his meeting with the attractive beauty had been carefully arranged. Without his being aware, Nancy Hotchkiss had quietly stalked the handsome, real estate agent. Her unspoken objective, coincidentally, was nearly the same as Dominic’s: the opportunity for some pure, unadulterated sex, -- but only if he adhered to her strict demands. Nancy Hotchkiss hoped Dominic would turn out to be the ideal sex partner for her, -- but as the lady had already learned, ‘a woman cannot really tell much about a person by merely looking’. Appearances can often be greatly deceiving.
There were many intangible factors involved in Nancy’s ongoing quest for an ideal sex life. Some of these concerned the male’s inhibitions at providing oral caress, or hopefully, the lack of them. There were also Nancy’s strong, intrinsic sexual desires, as well as the male’s past experiences to be considered.
Other vital considerations - in Nancy’s mind - dealt directly with stamina, physical size, and virility. These personal traits, Nancy knew, can vary greatly from male to male. Hopefully, handsome Dominic Sly would meet most of her deepest, darkest expectations. If he did not, the real estate agent would not be around very long. That was certain!
Lovely Nancy explained that she worked in the office of a computer warehouse, and often ate out at noon. Dominic hung on her every word. He was enthralled to be sitting next to the beautiful lady, as most any other healthy male would have been.
During their conversation, Nancy soon steered their talk around to activities after working hours. She flashed those dancing eyes, and smiled invitingly as she spoke.
The real estate agent took the bait, and asked when he might be able to meet Nancy, again. Perhaps they could see a movie together some evening, he vaguely suggested.
As Dominic spoke, Nancy imagined his tongue slowly licking and caressing the entire length of her shapely legs, front and back. Yes, she thought, that would be very nice, -- for starters!
“What’s wrong with meeting tonight?” Nancy asked. “But let’s not go to a movie. You come to my apartment, and we’ll have a nice, friendly chat over a glass of wine, -- just to get acquainted.”
Dominic was hardly able to believe his good fortune. He accepted Nancy’s offer immediately. At the same time, the eager real estate agent promised himself this was one story his boss, Jack Cass, was NOT going to hear about. Dominic was not going to give anyone the slightest information about this budding relationship with Nancy Hotchkiss. Whatever happened between the two of them would be kept a complete secret.
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Precisely at seven o’clock that same evening, the anxious real estate agent appeared at Nancy’s apartment door, - but the lovely lady immediately noticed Dominic Sly smelled of stale cigar smoke. This was not a good sign.
Dominic, on the other hand, was greatly encouraged to see Nancy Hotchkiss was in a wispy dressing gown, which left little to the imagination. Nancy had her hair up, too. The beauty looked intoxicating to him.
The real estate agent carried the traditional flowers and some expensive chocolates as gifts when he arrived, all in an effort to sway Nancy’s emotions. But the box of sweets was never opened, and the flowers were not put in a vase. Instead, the couple immediately sat on her couch to sip their wine, as if both their minds were on more vital considerations.
As Nancy started speaking to Dominic, unexpectedly, her huge dog suddenly lumbered into the living room, greatly distracting him. The large animal was a Doberman pinscher that the lady had named ‘Zephyr’. Nancy signaled the dog to lie down, and it immediately obeyed. However, the close proximity of Nancy’s guardian pet had a distinct subtle effect on the balance of her evening with Dominic. He, of course, did not realize the lady had planned it exactly that way.
Without any further delay, Nancy introduced the subject of ‘matriarchal sex’ to her male guest. A wide-eyed Dominic said he had not heard the term, ‘matriarchal’ sex before. What did she mean exactly?
With a brazen smile, the lovely lady explained she planned to take direct command of the intimate proceedings between them, IF there were to be any that evening. To be precise, Nancy said wanted Dominic to provide her with a prolonged session of dutiful, oral worship. That is, he would use his mouth to caress her, front and back, concentrating mainly below her waist. Further, she would dictate the exact, tonguing path, but it was certain to culminate amid the profusion of pubic hair that grew between her upper thighs!
In addition, Nancy made it clear, to a bedazzled, wide-eyed, open-mouth Dominic, AFTER the beauty had been totally gratified - and IF he had performed admirably well - she might allow him to slip on a condom. Then, as he lay on his back, the lovely lady would mount his frantic erection to ride for an undetermined period. Nancy insisted SHE would do ALL of the required undulating on their schedule! Dominic was to just lie there to take whatever the dazzling beauty offered.
“Won’t that be nice?” the lovely lady asked, as she reached to touch the noticeable lump in front of Dominic’s trousers. Nancy Hotchkiss finished her discourse with, “YOU decide if you want to join me, -- or not!”
In truth, Dominic was stunned by the graphic description he had just heard. The scene Nancy depicted was not even close to what he had envisioned when he agreed to this meeting. What Dominic Sly really wanted to do, of course, was couple himself with lovely Nancy Hotchkiss in the standard missionary position! Then, he would waste no time humping a heated furrow into her, just as he had with all the other women he had ever bedded down. In short, he wanted fuck the lovely lady’s brains out, leaving her weak, weepy, and gasping for breath!
However, the lovely Nancy Hotchkiss seemed quite adamant in her sexual beliefs and her blatant demands, so what was Dominic to do? The lusty woman - and even her huge dog - eyed him closely, as if waiting for his decision.
With Zephyr present, the idea of overpowering Nancy was quickly rejected as foolhardy. That damned dog really looked dangerous! There was no doubt about it!
Dominic carefully considered his options. He had never been a student or practitioner of devout cunnilingus. As a macho dude of mean proportions, he preferred fellatio, of course, but Nancy had never mentioned sucking his throbbing cock during her authoritative discourse.
Perhaps he should simply leave, he reasoned, - BUT, with Nancy’s hand still idly caressing his crotch, AND the possibility of eventually entering her, Dominic made his fateful choice. The real estate agent would stay! He would attempt to perform as Nancy had indicated, -- but with some great, lingering reservation. If he could just get Nancy to remove the fucking dog from the room, -- maybe...
“Well, what do you say?” Nancy Hotchkiss demanded, as she gripped the lump in the front of his trousers even tighter. “Are you ready to be my ‘sucky-poo’ for the evening!”
“How do we begin this -– ‘matriarchal’ sex scene?” Dominic asked with some moderate, red-faced embarrassment.
“Simply remove your clothes, and get on your knees next to the couch,” Nancy replied. “What could be easier than that?”
“Could you get rid of the dog first?” Dominic added. “He makes me nervous. He might think I’m hurting you. And…”
“Nonsense!” Nancy insisted. “Besides, Zephyr is a female, not a ‘he’, and she’s seen me being orally worshipped before. I’m giving you the opportunity to test the depth of your own sexual convictions! Do you think you want to start by orally servicing me, -- or not?”
There was no need to answer that question verbally. Actions speak louder than words. So, when Dominic had finished stripping his clothes off, he knelt at the side of the couch, just as Nancy had prescribed. He waited there as the gloating, very confident beauty stood to slip slowly out of her shimmering robe. Nancy appeared to be in no particular hurry. She smiled with the complete self-assurance of a lovely, superior female.
What Dominic saw of Nancy’s glowing nakedness was etched into his memory forever. The lady’s tantalizing nudity was totally unforgettable, and immediately he began to form a throbbing erection merely from viewing the unique sight of her.
To Dominic, Nancy looked as luscious as many of the classiest women he had seen clothed in nothing more than panties and/or brassieres in many upscale women’s catalogues. It reminded him how he had often wondered about the private lives of those same women, and who it was that might be joining them in performing sexual overtures. Well, here was one of those super-attractive females standing right next to Dominic, and he was about to join with her in one of her favorite intimate activities. The thought made him feel very fortunate indeed, even if it was to begin with cunnilingus.
Nancy smiled inwardly, and pretended she did not notice Dominic’s erection. Actually, the beauty cared little about anything but her own personal desires. This lusty moment with Dominic was to be hers completely.
From his lowly position, Dominic could not help noticing, when the dazzling, nude form of Nancy Hotchkiss settled on the couch into the first of her superior positions, her voice took on the sudden authoritative tone of a strict classroom teacher. The lady obviously knew exactly what she wanted!
“Start with my feet, Puppy!” Nancy demanded. “Kiss each toe! -- Be sure to lick the arch of my foot, -- the heel, -- the instep, -- and all! –- Then, you may proceed upward toward my calves. Just remember, if you miss one spot, you will go back to start all over again! I want kissing perfection from that handsome face of yours! Nothing less will do!”
Dominic had never heard such demanding talk from a female before. It kind of irritated him, especially being referred to as her ‘Puppy’, but he went along, obediently sampling the inviting sweetness of Nancy’s smooth, luscious skin. In the process, Dominic heard more of the lady’s demanding voice, amid many of her intermittent, loud, and pleasurable sighs. Even so, from his position below, Dominic thought almost constantly of fucking Nancy Hotchkiss! There was no doubt about that!
As he kissed and licked, the real estate agent knew that up beyond Nancy’s feet lay other areas she would want caressed: the entire length of those luscious legs, her alabaster thighs, that curvy bottom, and, -- somewhere up there -- that elusive pussy was waiting for him! Would he really suck it for her? –- Dominic knew he would much rather NOT be putting his mouth on her, but he also wondered if his true desire showed in his tentative oral performance.
Of course, Nancy immediately sensed Dominic’s emotional reserve. His questionable oral skills really were not up to providing quality cunnilingus, but the lovely lady had him plod onward anyway. It was something of an odious penalty for a male who regarded himself as too much of a self-centered macho dude.
As he continued kissing, licking, and sucking for her, Nancy knew she would think of some suitable shock for Dominic Sly to endure, just as a way of repaying his lack of intense ardor. There was no doubt in her mind that she would teach him a lesson or two about genuine male humility.
After the prescribed kissing of Nancy’s legs and her curvy rear end had finally concluded, she made certain the couple assumed every cunnilingus position imaginable. In her role as a dominant female, Nancy had Dominic ‘run the ‘pussy-loving’ gauntlet’! She literally rubbed his face in it!
“Lick my luscious cunt SLOWLY, Puppy,” Nancy chided. -– “No, no, Puppy! -- Don’t you know what SLOWLY means? Show some genuine affection for me! Make my luscious pussy tingle! –- No, Puppy! – I said to GO SLOWLY! -- All right! Start all over, again, -- and you’d better get it right this time!”
The unfolding cunnilingus scene, along with Nancy’s demanding words, tested Dominic’s endurance as never before. Only the vague promise of eventually filling her pussy with his over eager cock gave him the resolve to carry on.
In the end, Dominic Sly attempted to please the lovely Nancy Hotchkiss orally for nearly an hour. In sporadic stops and starts, he caressed Nancy with his mouth to the depth of his limited macho ability, -- but they both knew a genuine, truly satisfying effort just was not within the handsome real estate agent’s abilities.
To Nancy Hotchkiss, it seemed as if Dominic was merely going through the motions to get to his final objective. She knew he desperately wanted to hump her loveliness into sexual oblivion, IF she ever gave him the chance. -- But it was not going to happen; not with Nancy Hotchkiss in charge, and her huge dog, Zephyr close at her side!
Secretly, what Nancy thought a reluctant male like Dominic REALLY needed was to have his ass whipped into complete submission. She would like to see a professional domina - like the shadowy Lady KAT - force him to beg for such an honor. Given time, certain prolonged punishments would and could alter the attitude and manner of any male, she was certain. But on this occasion, there was a more subtle way to make Dominic Sly feel her immediate displeasure.
“Ready to be humped, Puppy?” Nancy asked, with eyes flashing.
When a relieved and weary Dominic Sly eagerly nodded, Nancy had him lie on the floor, so she could mount him in the preferred ‘female on top’ position. It was all the real estate agent could do to contain himself when the beauty settled down -- very gently -- straddling his hips. He was finally IN, and it felt absolutely wonderful to finally be coupled with the rare beauty!
They exchanged “Oooo’s” while looking directly into each other’s eyes. Dominic’s voice was full of erotic intensity, while Nancy’s was playful, -- yet, almost mocking.
The calculating Nancy Hotchkiss watched Dominic’s expression very carefully, so that after only THREE of her well timed, up and down strokes, she suddenly lifted herself completely up and away from his overly excited cock.
“That’s enough,” Nancy suddenly declared, as she stood above Dominic. “It’s all you’re going to get from me this evening!”
There was a mocking smile on Nancy’s luscious mouth. Her taunting lips formed another “Oooo” as the tip of Dominic’s unattended erection began spurting wildly into the slack end of his condom.
A fluttery Dominic Sly made uncertain hand gestures, and he looked totally frustrated by the abrupt change in his surging passions. The overall effect was like a colossal slap to his throttled masculine emotions!
“Was it GOOD for you, Puppy?” Nancy asked with another mocking smile, as she used the tritest of all erotic expressions.
“Why did you DO that?” Dominic grimaced with his face in abject shock, and body in anxious contortions.
“Do, what?” Nancy asked. “You got off, didn’t you?”
Looking down at Dominic, Nancy’s smile became a haughty laugh, as she posed above him with her hands on her shapely hips. It was a very dramatic, unforgettable scene.
The lovely lady felt as if she had accomplished the ideal squelch to Dominic Sly’s runaway masculine feelings. She believed it was the perfect retribution for an unsatisfactory session of cunnilingus from him.
The real estate agent squirmed uncomfortably, groaning in deep disappointment, until he finally made an effort to rise from his prone position. Zephyr, the dog, suddenly rose as if to protect her mistress from harm, and the real estate agent wisely decided to remain on the floor. This moment of indecision gave Nancy the opportunity to snatch at the used condom, tossing it toward Dominic’s reddened face! This was to be the unceremonious end of their evening together!
“You can get dressed to leave now, Puppy, -- and take your used condom with you!” Nancy hissed, as she turned to slip back into her swirling robe.
The ultra-rude manner in which the episode concluded obviously pleased Nancy. She was smiling contemptuously now. But the lovely lady was a bit surprised at how Dominic responded to her crisp order. He was obviously very confused!
In truth, Dominic Sly felt totally unfulfilled. Such an event had never happened to him before. He instantly wanted a chance to redeem himself; to salvage something of his battered male ego. He hoped the next time with Nancy would be different, -- if there WAS to be a next time! These were the reasons for his next utterance.
“When can I see you, again?” the real estate agent asked.
In spite of his personal perplexity, Dominic still felt enthralled with Nancy Hotchkiss, though he did not understand why! Could anyone explain his diverse feelings?
For herself, Nancy believed she should receive a large measure of passionate, oral sex as her justifiable right, and from any man she selected. This was simply because she was a beautiful woman. BUT, Nancy always expected a top-quality performance! She thought of herself as the owner of, what is known in exclusive circles as, a ‘Grade AAA ‘eating’ pussy’. She wanted that fact thoroughly acknowledged by a male’s passionate, tonguing caress, -- but macho Dominic Sly had not done that! So, because of his oral discrepancies, and also, the fact that he still reeked of stale cigar smoke, -- on a scale of 1 to 10, Nancy Hotchkiss gave the real estate agent a mere 2.
Dominic’s grade from Nancy was mostly for endurance. He had given a gallant effort to carry on, as Nancy made herself available on the couch cushions, -- but that was where Dominic’s talent ended. He had no finesse; no fervent, sucking style to please a lusting lady! He was a near zero!
Also, there was not much of a lingering afterglow for Nancy! She had managed only one moderate orgasm during their evening together, -- and so, Nancy knew instinctively, she would keep looking for a better partner for her matriarchal sex scenes.
Meanwhile, since Dominic had inexplicably asked for an encore, he might do, again, -- until other arrangements could be made; -- just for a few more sadistic laughs.
More than anything, that evening, Nancy loved seeing the look of utter chaos in Dominic’s cocker spaniel eyes as he left her apartment. The poor baby! His mind was in a muddled puddle of male discontent.
Nancy did not tell the real estate agent how she felt about his attempts at providing cunnilingus for her, even when they talked on the phone the following day. The lovely lady knew how fragile a male’s ego could be when it came to criticizing sexual performance. She would wait to advise him in person, and then watch the dumbfounded look on his handsome face. What a great charge that would be for her!
It was always a great kick for the lovely lady to suddenly drop someone from her list of lovers. She gloated over her ability to keep each male confused and frustrated, especially after the relationship had ended! Only the luscious, haunting memory of her beauty would remain to torment the male’s fevered mind.
Dominic was invited for an encore on one other occasion during the following week. He wanted additional opportunities, but Nancy saw no improvement in his style, his manner, or ability. Besides, the smell of stale cigars still lingered about him.
Smokers like Dominic, with their desensitized ability to detect nauseating odors, are oblivious to the foul smell of their own habit. Typically, Nancy Hotchkiss would not tolerate such a disagreeable situation for very long!
On their second evening together, Dominic still wanted desperately to toss Nancy around on her bed like a rag doll. Like many other macho dudes, he was under the assumption THIS was the way to a lusting lady’s heart. It might be true for some women, but not the dominant-thinking Nancy Hotchkiss. She preferred each of her personal orgasmic journeys to proceed very slowly, gradually building to wild, stimulating explosions of her own female emotion. A male like Dominic could just WAIT until she was completely satisfied! Even then, the he might not achieve any pleasure of his own! It depended on the degree and depth of Nancy’s own personal gratification.
Before Dominic even arrived that second evening, Nancy decided she was not going to allow him to ejaculate again. Instead, she planned to jostle and punish the real estate agent via a sex toy called the ‘Accommodator’. This device can be viewed and purchased at Adult Book Stores, or online. It looks like this:
The vinyl, cocking device was fastened to Dominic’s face by the use of two, thick, elastic bands, and projected outward like a ready cock, several inches from his chin. He tried to conceal his embarrassment as Nancy had him look in the mirror after it was installed.
“How cute you look, Puppy,” Nancy teased. “I don’t think there’s a woman alive who could resist you. Such erotic charm! Hahaha! ”
The Accommodator allowed two simultaneous actions. Dominic was still free to do the obligatory licking against Nancy’s responsive clitoris, -- while the lusty woman was able to insert the vinyl cock deep into her surging vagina. She could pull Dominic’s face up close, grip his ears, and do some vigorous female fucking of his mouth. That was her basic intent, and that is exactly what she did!
“Come on, Puppy” Nancy insisted as she began undulating against the plastic projection attached to Dominic’s face. “Lick that pussy, while I do some humping against the Accommodator shaft! Oooo! -- Take it all, Puppy! -- How does it feel to be fucked -- like this? –- Hmmm? – Tell Mommy!”
Nancy thought the entire humiliating exercise with Dominic worked wonderfully well. Spurred on by her inherent bent for sadistic lust, the giddy female managed three major, exhilarating orgasms during their extended moments together. At the same time, Dominic’s face was forced to absorb the total impact a determined woman can generate with her undulating hips. In the process, the real estate agent was made to realize his own masculine desires were of little consequence to the lovely lady.
As the glow of her third orgasm of the evening began to wane, a gloating, and refreshed Nancy Hotchkiss stretched for a moment with lingering sadistic enjoyment. Then, she suddenly stood to slip again into her sheer robe. Zephyr, the dog, rose with her signaling again that her evening with Dominic was abruptly over.
“But, what about…” Dominic managed meekly with the drippy sex toy still wobbling comically from his tired chin. An obvious erection bobbed aimlessly between the real estate agent’s legs.
“I really don’t feel like engaging any more activity this evening,” Nancy explained, while feigning some regret. “I think I’m getting a headache. I’m sure you understand. Maybe next time I’ll give you an opportunity to really score BIG. But, of course, you’ll have to promise to do something about that retched cigar smell you have about you. It’s simply awful!”
“But -- I need you, Nancy! I need you, NOW!” A greatly disappointed Dominic tried to explain as he carefully detached the glistening-wet Accommodator from his reddened face.
Nancy took the vinyl sex device in a towel, as she replied, “Naturally you need me! I can understand that! But we’ll talk about your personal needs the next time we meet. Now, get your clothes on. Afterward, I want you to think about what you learned here tonight.”
“What I’ve learned?” A confused Dominic asked.
“Yes! I think you’re showing some definite promise in becoming a satisfying oral lover. I’m proud of your progress! You did much better than the first time.”
“But…” Dominic started to protest.
“Be a good boy now, and go home!” Nancy insisted, as she handed Dominic his trousers.
“But I want…” Dominic began.
“Oh, I know!” Nancy interrupted. “You want a remembrance from me; something to cling to while we’re apart. How sweet!”
“Well, I…” Dominic started to reply. That was not what Dominic was going to say, at all, -- but he wanted to hear more of what the beauty had to tell him.
“Would you like to take a pair of my lovely panties to keep next to you in case you want to masturbate later? And do you also want a small photo of me? I’ll even let you have the Accommodator we used, but remember to have it ready the next time I want to fuck your handsome face. It was such fun using you in that manner. Meanwhile, you can suck on the Accommodator, anytime you feel the urge. It might be fun to stick it in your mouth when you look at my picture, or whenever you think you might want to masturbate!”
In his tormented mind, Dominic knew he was being aggressively taunted by Nancy, but he did not know what to do about it. He probably would have gotten very angry and physical with her, IF it had not been for her damned dog. Zephyr was watching his every move, as Dominic slowly and reluctantly began to get dressed again.
When the real estate agent was ready to depart, a smiling Nancy Hotchkiss handed him a small bag containing the three articles she had mentioned. Inside, there was a cute pair of her perfumed, frilly panties, -- a small photo of Nancy in a very provocative pose, -- and the infernal Accommodator that had been attached to his face for the past thirty minutes, or so. These were the taunting mementoes of their second evening together!
“Good night,” Nancy cooed sweetly at the door, and a disgruntled Dominic was allowed to briefly touch his lips against her turned cheek. Then, in a confidential whisper the lovely lady added, “Remember, when you get home, I didn’t wash the Accommodator off, Puppy, so, if you want to suck on it tonight, it’ll be just fine. I’ll be thinking about you.”
When the door closed behind him, the real estate agent heard Nancy’s undisguised, loud, pent-up laughter coming from deep within. It had been an evening to remember as no other in his memory.
Dominic went away from Nancy’s apartment feeling totally used, despondent, and still very frustrated, -- but, nonetheless, he desperately wanted to see her again. It was a strange, torturing, and unfamiliar dichotomy for the erstwhile macho dude. Dominic felt as if he had been symbolically raped by the ravishing woman of his dreams, -- yet he was still inexplicably drawn to her! Who could explain such diverse feelings?
As with most men who met the beautiful and tantalizing Nancy Hotchkiss, Dominic found himself falling madly for her. His frustrations seemed to make the feelings of desire even more intense. But unfortunately for the real estate agent, Nancy did NOT feel any lingering attachment for Dominic. Except for the enjoyment of tormenting his male body and ego, Dominic had NOT met Nancy’s sexual expectations! That was all there was to it!
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Starting the following day, Nancy grew even MORE disenchanted with Dominic as he began calling her on the phone incessantly. The real estate agent was demonstrating signs of being possessive about her. Dominic wanted to know what Nancy was doing every moment they were apart. Understandably, such behavior irritated the lovely lady immensely.
Nancy Hotchkiss often wondered why men like Dominic Sly tended to become so difficult. To the lovely lady, the act of receiving oral sex could be marvelously enjoyable. But it did not mean the male owned her, just because his licking mouth might have brought her a few pleasurable orgasms, -- with or without the use of the punishing Accommodator. How ridiculous and shortsighted of the minor sex, she thought. The beautiful lady knew she would have to find someone else as a lover, and soon.
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As fateful events sometimes happen, Nancy’s disagreeable situation with Dominic Sly seemed to solve itself the very next day, when a UPS delivery truck stopped at her building downtown. The driver’s name was Johnny Minor, -- as Nancy saw written on his identification badge, -- but he was slight in build, and the lovely lady knew she would NOT have looked at him twice if they had passed on the street.
For one thing, Johnny was shorter than Nancy. He was also rather slender in stature, and he appeared as if he would be less than capable in satisfying her deep needs for sexual pleasure. Soon, Nancy was to learn AGAIN ‘how deceiving outward appearances can often be’!
A few minutes after the UPS boxes were stacked and the delivery papers were signed, Nancy decided to go to the rest room, not knowing Johnny Minor was already inside. When she opened the door, Nancy was totally shocked to see the young man standing before the toilet bowl in the act of urinating. But what really caught Nancy’s attention was the sight of largest penis she had ever seen on a male. It was flaccid, but hung down half way to Johnny Minor’s knee, much as an empty shirtsleeve might. It was extra thick and so very long, Nancy could not believe it!
The phrase “Excuse me!” did not come out of Nancy’s mouth. The words simply froze on her lips, while her disbelieving eyes kept staring at Johnny’s naked crotch.
What great wonder of the world is this, her mind asked? What had she been missing all her life? Think of all the great fun she could have using and teasing the owner of THAT colossal jumbola!
While the rest room door still remained open, slender Johnny Minor glanced casually in Nancy’s direction, and kept right on peeing. The lovely lady’s presence at the open door did not seem to bother the young man in the slightest. He only smiled at her, flicking himself vigorously as his stream finally ended.
It was a full six seconds before a dazed Nancy Hotchkiss finally closed the restroom door to walk a few steps away. Her mind was reeling in astonishment, but the lovely lady was also quickly considering all sorts of possibilities. First, she would have to collect what was left of her flustered intellect.
When the smallish, effeminate-looking Johnny Minor emerged from the rest room a minute later, Nancy Hotchkiss stepped into his path to ask politely, “Excuse me a moment! I see from your badge your name is Johnny.
“Yeah, that’s right, Lady,” the UPS deliveryman replied.
“Well, I’d like to speak to you for a few moments, Johnny?”
“Do you have a box that needs to be picked up, Lady?” Johnny asked rather casually.
“A box that needs to be picked up?” Nancy answered, while handing the young man one of her business cards. “Well, yes, I guess you could say that! Could you be at this address tonight, -- about seven?”
“Sure, Lady!” Johnny replied with a pleasant smile.
The deliveryman had never been close to a woman as beautiful as Nancy Hotchkiss before. Johnny Minor knew he could not miss this opportunity, no matter where it led him.
A few hours later, the deliveryman in casual clothes appeared at Nancy’s apartment door. An eager Nancy quickly invited him in. There was a short, light, amiable discussion between the two, during which the lovely lady apologized again for interrupting Johnny’s restroom privacy.
“No harm done, Lady,” Johnny replied with a smile, after which Nancy steered the conversation toward the possibility of conducting an experiment. Naturally, the young man was intrigued and instantly agreeable.
Less than five minutes later, a naked Johnny Minor was lying face up on Nancy’s luxurious bed. The lovely lady was straddling his slender hips, and she began slowly lowering herself onto his rather large, thick, condom-covered appendage.
This erotic scene was exactly what Nancy had envisioned earlier in the afternoon, and as she began moving her curvy hips, the euphoric feelings for her were indescribable. The young man also seemed to be quite enamored by her gentle movements.
To Nancy, Johnny Minor’s physical attributes were like a dream come true. She wanted to sing, “Ah, sweet mystery of life, at last I’ve found you!”
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After her third, outrageous orgasm that evening, while perched in her preferred ‘female on top’ position, Nancy felt she had finally found erotic perfection. She had also learned Johnny Minor was not simply a young man with a big cock. From the very beginning the young man was agreeable to anything Nancy suggested, and he made no demands on her. He was the kind of male who would ‘go with the flow’, while considering himself extremely fortunate just to be in Nancy’s presence. This was a strong departure from what the beautiful woman had found in the real estate agent’s company, AND, Johnny Minor did not smoke those damned, nasty cigars. Nancy knew before the evening was half over, Dominic Sly was to be unceremoniously dispatched from her life forever!
As for receiving cunnilingus from Johnny Minor, Nancy thought that bit of luscious drama could wait until another time. The lovely lady would break this well-endowed young man in slowly. Instinctively, she believed it was best to proceed with ‘one thrill at a time’. With careful planning, Nancy felt Johnny Minor would be hers to use anyway she saw fit! How perfect it all would be! She was ecstatic over the way their relationship was already developing.
Three private meetings, - in as many days, - and over a dozen wonderful orgasms later, a glowing Nancy Hotchkiss made the irrevocable decision to definitely break off her testy relationship with Dominic Sly. She would not need the handsome real estate agent in her life any longer. Johnny Minor would be much more than merely a suitable replacement. He would be the ideal sex object for her!
In private, Nancy allowed Johnny to continue calling her ‘Lady’. He pronounced the title as if he thought she was the loveliest sophisticate he had ever met, and it pleased her to hear that special name from his lips. Whenever they were alone in her bedroom, she would be his ‘Lady’, -- and more. In return, she called her slender, young lover ‘Big John’, for obvious reasons.
However, in the interim, unaware of Johnny’s presence in Nancy’s life, Dominic continued to call, trying to set up another private meeting with her.
“I haven’t seen you in several days, Nancy,” the real estate agent began rather frantically. “I need you! What have you been doing?”
“I’ve been busy, Dominic,” Nancy replied, as she returned to her bed after using the bathroom.
A silent, unperturbed Johnny Minor lay there waiting as usual, with his huge erection pointing toward the bedroom ceiling, and his eyes feasting once again, on the naked loveliness of Nancy Hotchkiss. No wonder he was so erect!
“You’ve been busy?” A piqued Dominic Sly asked on the phone. “Busy doing, WHAT?”
Nancy WANTED to answer his question by simply saying, “I’ve been screwing someone new, and as often as possible!” But instead she controlled her upset, and said, “Look, Dominic, I’ll come to see you at your office tomorrow. Then, we’ll talk! Meanwhile, why don’t you go smoke one of your smelly cigars?”
Except for the mention of his smoking habit, Nancy’s message seemed to satisfy the real estate agent. But before hanging up, Dominic asked suspiciously, “Nancy, are you seeing another man?”
With exasperation dripping from her voice, Nancy replied, “I’ll see you in the morning, Dominic!” Afterward, she disconnected her phone from the wall. There would be no further interruptions from anyone else that evening!
When she turned her attention back to Johnny Minor, a lusting Nancy Hotchkiss decided it was finally time to introduce her agreeable young man to the selfish, feminine joys of cunnilingus. She began with a very pointed question.
“Have you ever thought about ‘eating me’, Big John?” Nancy asked as she nestled on her bedroom loveseat with an expectant smile.
“I sure have, Lady,” Johnny Minor replied. “From the first time I ever saw you, the idea popped into my mind. You look good enough to eat anytime, -- and without a spoon, too!”
“Well, why didn’t you say so?” A smiling Nancy wanted to know.
“I guess I was waiting for you to tell me,” Johnny murmured, with some shy embarrassment. “I didn’t know if you’d like me to try, -- or not.”
“Have you ever pleasured a woman with your mouth before?” Nancy asked.
“No,” Johnny replied, “but I’d sure like to try, Lady!”
Wasting no time, Nancy stood to slip the frilly pair of panties from her curvy hips, and she turned to offer Johnny a close-up view of the curly-haired crotch he had coupled with so many times recently. The novelty of having such an enormous cock inside her was wonderful, but now, it was time for Nancy’s other big sexual kick.
“All right, Big John,” Nancy smiled, “I’ll give you the opportunity to demonstrate your oral talent. I’ll stretch out here, and you can use you mouth on me from head to toe. If your oral servicing is anywhere near as good as our fucking has been, I’ll be very pleased indeed.”
Ten minutes later, Johnny Minor had warmed Nancy’s passions to a feverish glow with a passionate series of strategic licks and kisses to various parts of her lovely body. The beautiful lady was totally ready to have his eager face burrow deep between her thighs so that she could begin squealing her feminine delight.
Nancy was truly overjoyed when Johnny proved to be such an apt oral provider. He kissed, licked and sucked at her with the hunger of a male starving, all with little direction.
From Johnny Minor’s personal viewpoint, he could not seem to get enough of the lovely lady’s warm, oozing juices. The wetness covered his lips and tongue as he sucked on and on for her, swallowing every drop he could. Slender and talented Johnny Minor adored bringing Nancy Hotchkiss such evident sexual pleasure.
Later, Johnny teased, “You’re so sweet, warm, and wet, Lady! Do you have a juice factory inside you?”
A cooing Nancy Hotchkiss replied, “Something like that, Big John! I’ll be delighted to give you all can handle, and MORE! I love the way you suck for me!”
Yes, the young man appeared to have a natural flair for supplying the quality of oral intimacy Nancy had always desired. Dominic Sly, on the other hand, had performed poorly for lovely lady in this regard. That was another huge minus on the real estate agent’s slate.
The fact that Nancy Hotchkiss never performed fellatio for any male was of no consequence in the lovely lady’s mind. She regarded herself as a suck-ee, not a suck-er! Any male should have thought himself as privileged to ‘go down’ on her. Johnny Minor certainly did! He never balked for a second, always giving her a magnificent performance with his tongue and sucking lips. He was the true, natural, cunt-lapping hero of all Nancy’s dreams.
In different positions, Johnny carried Nancy’s emotions to three more delightful orgasmic journeys that same evening, and they did not even have to use the comically punishing Accommodator. Nancy finally had someone she could really suck, and someone to she enjoyed fucking, too, -- all in one neat, little package.
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The following day was to present an unexpected turning point in the life of the glowing Nancy Hotchkiss. It happened when she went to the Cass Realty Office to speak personally to Dominic Sly. Nancy wanted to see the stupefied look on his face when she told him he would not be seeing her again. However, when she arrived, Dominic was unexpectedly out showing houses, and the smiling owner, Jack Cass, himself, greeted Nancy instead.
“Dominic won’t be back for a while, Miss. Are you looking to buy a house in this area?” Jack Cass asked with his practiced toothy smile on full view.
The middle-aged man somehow looked vaguely familiar to Nancy as he explained the reason for Dominic’s absence. She felt Jack’s flinty eyes sweeping over her body, as she tried to place him correctly.
The voice of the real estate executive was what finally jogged the lovely lady’s memory. She saw his name on a placard at his desk, and remembered Jack Cass was the dishonest man who had bilked her parents out of a fortune, years earlier. Nancy had only been a slender, young female at the time, but she was sure Jack Cass was the culprit.
On the other hand, the real estate executive did NOT recall ever meeting Nancy before. She was a beautiful sophisticate now, who bore little resemblance to her younger, former self.
In his enthusiasm, Jack Cass asked Nancy to sit across from his desk. There, the two of them began a conversation regarding the availability of real estate in the area. Meanwhile Nancy’s fertile mind began studying Jack Cass. She wanted to plot some suitable retribution for her swindled parents. Should it be quick, or a slow, agonizing ordeal?
Nancy’s thoughts went immediately to her friend, the mysterious Lady KAT, who owned and operated a secluded dungeon facility in the expansive basement of her large home in town. Nancy remembered the address was on Mulberry Street.
The Lady KAT would know what to do in this instance. The dominant lady’s instinct regarding the punishment of select males was infallible. But first, Nancy would find out all she could about Jack Cass. She wanted to be ready to share all the gathered information with KAT, who was also known as “The Lady in Black!”
“Are there any houses available for sale in the Mulberry Street area?” Nancy asked innocently.
“Oh, that’s an exclusive part of town,” Jack Cass replied. “I bought a house over there myself. It’s at 1111 Mulberry Street.”
How interesting, Nancy thought. Her friend, KAT, owned the house at 1113 Mulberry Street, which must be right next door to the Jack Cass’s place.
“Could we drive through the area,” Nancy asked, “and see if anything else might be available for sale?”
“It would be my pleasure to escort you,” the leering real estate executive replied.
Nancy Hotchkiss could easily tell she had captured Jack’s erotic imagination. He would evidently be agreeable to anything she suggested. What diabolical trap would the Lady KAT help Nancy to set for him, she wondered?
On the casual drive to the north side of town, Nancy thought about different ways she might be able to ensnare Jack Cass for her sinister purposes. He seemed so self-confident in his abilities. It would a delight to knock him from his secure surroundings, and leave the thief’s ravaged emotions twisting in the wind!
On the north side of town, there was no property for sale, and Jack Cass knew there would not be, but he could not resist taking Nancy for a drive anyway. He figured the perfect opportunity to get to know all he could about the beauty was to take her on a trip around town.
Jack finished his drive down Mulberry Street by stopping at his own house, where he lived alone, - ever since his nephew Phil had gone away to college.
“Would you like to look at my place?” Jack asked Nancy. “You tell me what you like about it, and I’ll keep searching for a home with the features, just like those you describe to me.”
“That’s awfully nice of you, Mr. Cass,” Nancy replied.
“Call me, Jack,” the real estate man replied.
On the tour through the Cass residence, Nancy looked out a window on the second floor over toward the property KAT owned next door.
“Who lives over there?” Nancy asked in a nonchalant manner. Her idea was to test Jack’s knowledge of his neighbor.
“I don’t really know,” Jack Cass answered. “Whoever it is keeps pretty much to themselves. But I wish they’d trim back all the bushes on the property. It gives that dark, old place a creepy look. I see cars coming and going toward the rear entrance sometimes, but no one ever seems to use the front door.”
“I love your house,” Nancy told Jack, changing the subject. “It makes me wish I lived here. The rooms are so spacious.”
Jack’s eyes lit up at Nancy’s remark, and she pretended to accidentally stagger into him. This gave Jack Cass an opportunity to touch Nancy’s hand, and to smell the wonderful perfume that emphasized her very presence.
By the time they had returned to his car, Nancy knew Jack Cass was totally smitten with her. So, she decided to give him an opportunity to see her again.
“Could we have lunch tomorrow?” Nancy asked.
“You mean to discuss more business?” Jack asked.
“Well, it doesn’t have to be ALL business between us, does it, Jack?” Nancy answered with an inviting smile.
Jack Cass was beside himself with wondrous anticipation. This beautiful woman was obviously interested in him, he believed.
Nancy quietly smiled her pleasure at how easy it was to delude the real estate executive. She would always remember how he had cheated her overwrought parents out of so much money. Payback time was finally coming to dishonest Jack Cass.
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That same evening, Nancy Hotchkiss met with her friend, the Lady KAT. The two women discussed the entire Jack Cass situation. KAT listened carefully to everything Nancy had to say before she offered any advice. When she gave it, her words were concise and right to the point.
“You’re on the right track, Nancy,” KAT insisted. “Your mission should be to have the cluck fall madly in love with you, and when he does, take him for everything you can get! Crush him like a worm!”
“Really? What’s the best way to accomplish that?” Nancy asked.
“Marry the son of a bitch!” KAT smiled. “Afterward, everything he owns will be yours too. From that position, you can destroy him bit by bit. I’ll arrange to help you do it!”
“Marriage, eh?” Nancy mused thoughtfully.
“Just think of the ‘grand’ honeymoon you two could have!” KAT laughed. “I have a female assistant who’ll help set everything up. She’ll aid you in tormenting Jack Cass out of his mind. That’s what you want to do, isn’t it?”
“Definitely!” Nancy replied. “But who’s your assistant?”
“The lady’s name,” KAT responded, “is Lola Love!”
So it was that the seeds were first sown for the demise of Jack Cass as a successful businessman. All Nancy Hotchkiss had to do was get him to fall madly in love with her. Then, with the guidance of the Lady KAT, and the help of Lola Love, the three women would scheme to devastate Jack Cass’s self-esteem, and assault his male ego in every way possible. After that, KAT assured Nancy, -- the rest would be ridiculously easy!
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Only two weeks later, Dominic Sly was screaming into the phone, “You’re going to marry Jack Cass? My boss, JACK CASS?”
“It’s really none of your business, Dominic,” Nancy Hotchkiss replied with cool reserve. “From now on, stay out of my life, if you know what’s good for you.”
“But what about US?” Dominic Sly wanted to know.
“What about US?” Nancy hissed contemptuously.
“I was – I was hoping we’d be together again, someday,” the real estate agent emoted. “I don’t want to be without you!”
“Oh, grow up, you silly ass!” Nancy growled into the phone. “I was never WITH you. You’re conceited, arrogant, and a lousy lover! Go suck on one of your damned smelly cigars!”
With THAT said, Nancy Hotchkiss slammed the phone down, and turned her attention back toward the unruffled Johnny Minor.
“May I get you a glass of wine, Lady, or maybe some sherry?” the young man asked politely.
Nancy appreciated the way the composed young man kept his cool. He never asked her prying questions, nor made demands of her. Nancy felt very comfortable with her slim lover, Big John. She was using him on a regular basis now, and enjoying every minute they were together.
“Some wine would be nice, A+,” Nancy responded. “But first I have to make a phone call to Jack Cass.”
The title ‘A+’ was another pet name Nancy had given Johnny Minor to describe how she felt about his efforts to please her. Johnny was always dreaming up some inventive, or amusing technique to keep Nancy’s amorous interest whenever they engaged in matriarchal love. For instance, the night before he had spooned a dollop of cool whip on her exposed pussy. Then, he added a single maraschino cherry, and proceeded to slowly devour the entire concoction, and Nancy, too, with his eager mouth.
The lusting lady was delighted with Johnny Minor’s erotic inventiveness, and, of course, her resulting orgasm on that occasion was ideal. Johnny had become a most satisfying lover for the soon-to-be-married Nancy Hotchkiss.
“Nancy, Darling,” Jack Cass said into the phone. “I thought you were going to be busy tonight. I really didn’t expect to hear from you on the evening before our wedding.”
“Well, I have a minute to spare,” Nancy answered, “and I just wanted to remind you about picking up my diamond rings tomorrow morning at the jewelers. Then, we’ll be off to get married. After that, I’d like to stop by the real estate office to get some of your personal papers, and we’ll leave as soon as possible on our honeymoon.”
“That sounds fine to me, Darling,” Jack replied. “Did your friends like the emerald bracelet and matching earrings I bought you the other day?”
“Of course, they did!” Nancy answered. “Now, I’ve got to get back to my company.”
“Company? Who’s there with you?” Jack Cass asked.
“It’s my hair stylist,” Nancy answered. “He’s putting the on the finishing touches on my coiffure prior to the wedding tomorrow. I want to look and feel just perfect for you.”
With that said, Nancy Hotchkiss smooched a fake kiss into the phone, said a quick goodbye to Jack, and pulled the phone plug out of the wall.
Nancy looked up to see Johnny Minor handing her a glass of wine, and it brought a smile to her lips.
“You’re the best, A+,” Nancy said to Johnny Minor. “Come, sit here at my feet, and confer with me.”
Johnny clinked glasses with the lovely lady, took a sip, and eased his slender body close in between Nancy’s curvy legs as she sat before him. The young man knew exactly what the lady meant when Nancy said, ‘confer’. It was a polite euphemism for another round of delightful cunnilingus. Afterward, they would move to the bed for a bit of more sprightly copulation with Nancy in her favorite, ‘up on top’ position. What a wonderful evening it would be!
The lovely lady could not think of anything she would rather do that evening than spend a few more hours of intimacy with slender, Johnny Minor. The best part was the spirited orgy would occur on the evening before her scheduled wedding to Jack Cass. Nancy was in gloating high spirits just thinking about it and how her husband-to-be would feel when he finally realized what was happening to him.
The Lady KAT had given Nancy several ideas that, so far, were working perfectly, -- but the BEST was yet to come.
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Chapter 2
Honeymoon Surprises
After the wedding ceremony at city hall was concluded, Nancy insisted her new husband take her to his real estate office. There, Nancy planned to collect all of his ready cash, plus the deed to the house at 1111 Mulberry Street. There was no time like the present for the Hotchkiss woman.
Nancy also intended to flaunt herself in front of her disgruntled, former sexual foil, Dominic. She felt the real estate agent would find it insufferable that she was now married to her boss. Nancy enjoyed amplifying such tense situations, as many vengeful women often seem to do.
The newlyweds met a surprised Dominic at the office. He had not expected to see them, and imagined the couple would already be at home enjoying variations of sex in every position imaginable.
Is that not what most newlyweds do as quickly as possible? They have a license to copulate, and usually make the most of it, Dominic reasoned in bitter frustration.
“This is my wife, Nancy,” Jack Cass said proudly as he introduced the lovely lady to Dominic.
“Happy to meet you, Mrs. Cass,” Dominic replied stoically, while pretending he had never seen her before.