Dominion: A Tale of Wealth & Power

Malcolm let out a low moan, one he didn't realize was inside of him. While it had only been earlier that Karen had her lips wrapped around his hard manhood, it was still a breath taking action. it quivered ever so much as her lips surrounded and moved down the length. His hands instinctively moved through her hair, lightly gripping it, but not needing to do anything more. She knew what she was doing.
 
Only Karen's slick, wet tongue moved quickly as it played upon Malcolm's erection. She moved her mouth very slowly back and forth across his shaft... pulling back until her tongue and lips caressed just its engorged head, glancing up with desirous eyes to to meet his gaze... then gently pressing forward again, her tongue dancing up his hard organ, until she could go no further without choking... then again pulling back to repeat this process countless times....
 
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Sam wept. Karen was beyond him, receiving the pleasure she richly deserved, He trembled with passion and raw need.
 
Her look was intoxicating as she looked up at him. Her mouth wrapped around his hard member. She was lightning quick as well, bobbing her head back and forth. Not her hands or anything, but only her tongue and neck seemed to be moving. Malcolm tried to control his breathing, wanting to savor the moment. But she was quite good, worshiping him. Finally he whispered, "And are you looking to be fed?"
 
Alysa, looked up over Michele's womb as she continued to suck the hard clit into her mouth, clamping down with her lips while her tongue tip continued to flick over the hard nub with a rapid tempo.

She loved the way Michele bucked and squirmed under her manipulation. However, she knew how it felt when you were going over the edge, and someone continued to stimulate, it was a little discomforting.

Alysa slowed down her fingering to an easy comfortable pace allowing what she would consider a slow decline in heightened sexual tension. She wanted the sex to turn into a form of after sex lovemaking.
 
Michele's descent from the pinnacle of ecstasy went perfectly as Alysa instinctively reduced the pace and pressure of her lovemaking. Michele had enjoyed such intense orgasms before --- often while tied up by Josephine --- but found Alysa's ability to bestow one so good so early in her experience of lesbian lovemaking suggesting that her skills might someday surpass even the Mistress of this manor. That this had happened the first time Alysa demonstrated a significant degree of sexual aggression rekindled Michele's natural submissiveness.

"Make me yours, Alysa," she begged hoarsely as she finally caught her breath. "Sit on my mouth... or use me in any way you want for your pleasure."
 
Alysa rose from her kneeling position. Her orbs lightly drifted across her lover's body, smiling at the little beads of perspiration upon her abs and the curves of her breasts. She wished it was all from the lovemaking, but the outside temperature had a big hand in it.

Michele was so beautiful it put a sting in your gut when you looked at her knowing that one of these days she would have to go back to the lifestyle she had before pleasing the guest of the manor. Alysa pushed the though back down deep, as they say, appreciate the moment that you have, and at the moment she had Michele.

Alysa moved upon the lounge. She slowly crawled up Michele's body. She ran her tongue tip lightly around the sweet navel of Michele's abs before she moved up the abs. She licked, kissed and nibbled her way between Michele's breast, only to drift over and take the hard nipple into her mouth, sucking and chewing softly upon the nub, running her tongue tip around the base before flicking her tongue over the extended teat tip.

She paid several long moments upon the nipple before she moved to the other one, where she proceeded to follow the same suit with this nipple. Moving on, she came to a direct face to face with her lover. "You're mine!" She lowered her head and placed her lips against those of her lover. She pushed her tongue into the depts of Michele's mouth and explored every inch while she savored the taste.
 
By the time Alysa lay on top of her, face to face, Alysa's tongue on her body and breasts had already driven Michele back to dizzying heights of desire. Then Alysa spoke.

"You're mine!"

Michele groaned with lust, almost coming again as her hips thrust up against those of her lover. Confident in all things, but sexually submissive by nature, she had first given herself, body and soul, to Josephine, who had nurtured and trained her superbly. She now looked forward to giving herself as fully to the relatively inexperienced Alysa, so that they could learn together how to find the greatest emotional joy and sexual satisfaction with each other.

Michele's tongue played with Alysa's during their extended kiss. When the latter finally pulled away to catch her breath, Michele replied to Alysa's earlier claim.

"Yes... I'm yours! Love me all you want.... Use me as you please.... Please... make me yours entirely!"
 
"And are you looking to be fed?" Malcolm's strained whisper reached Karen's ears as her tongue circled the head of his engulfed erection.

Not wanting to break contact with his stiff member for even an instant, she softly clamped her lips around its shaft and used her tongue to press the head against the roof of her mouth as she nodded slightly and hummed an affirmative reply.

"Mmm hmm!"

Then she resumed moving her wet mouth rapidly up and down his hard organ while continuing to lick it swiftly with her slick tongue.
 
Alysa, still hovering over the luscious body of her lover, a smile comes to her face, and her eyes once again, shift sending her gaze over Michele's gorgeous face. "You're so beautiful!" Alysa hisses before she pushes herself up and moves alongside the lounger. Where she straddles Michele's face. "Well, I must make sure you still have the skills necessary to keep me happy before I take on such a task as using you how I wish or even if you have the skills that want me to take all of you entirely!" Alysa offers as she pushes her pussy down upon Michele's face. "Show me what you can do!"
 
As Alysa lowered her hips, Michele, laying on her back, simply extended her tongue as far out of her mouth as she could. Alysa impaled herself upon it and it slid easily and deeply into her. To get things started, Michele immediately set it to fluttering inside her lover's sodden vagina.
 
Alysa's head tilted back, her eyes closed, and her lips were slightly apart as a soft moan drifted out over her lips. She loved the feeling of Michele's tongue deep inside of her, exploring her inner cavity. Her hips rolled into the penetration and the loving mouth of her lover.

"Fuck!" Alysa's face burned as she moaned louder, her hips shaking as she instantly had her first mini orgasm. Her hands moved down and took hold of Michele's hard nipples. She twisted and pulled them, wanting to push Michele deeper into the fray of lust and desire.

"Lick me like there is no tomorrow, and I'm your last fuck!" Alysa hissed getting turned on by the power she had over her lover now.
 
Michele groaned lustily and lusfully into Alysa's womanhood when Alysa abused Michele's nipples. The excruciating pleasure of this torment set Michele's loins ablaze and her hips bucked up into the resistanceless air as her tongue shot even deeper into Alysa's vagina.

Michele now tapped into the power of her limitless and now energized libido. She fluttered her tongue a few more times inside Alysa and then, with Alysa's juices now coating her tongue, ran it up to her clit and flicked its tip upon it at incredible speed.
 
Malcolm got his answer in a very nonverbal way as Karen's lips got even tighter, wrapped around his hard manhood. His eyes closed in pleasure, his head leaning back as he let out a low moan of pleasure.

His hands were clenched in fists, not being sure what to grab at the moment, Karen's lips were like a vice, gripping his manhood, wrapped tightly around them. Finally the pleasure was too much, too intense as he released. He slowly filled Karen's mouth, letting out a moan of pleasure as he did so.
 
Having made love to only women prior to yesterday, the strength of men's ejaculations still surprised Karen. She nonetheless managed to keep her lips sealed around Malcolm's erection as he came, drawing back slowly to make room in her mouth as it filled with his seed. Her hand gently grasped his softening shaft as her lips pulled away. She took a moment to enjoy the salty creme on her tongue. She then swallowed, licked her lips, licked off the semen lingering at the tip of his penis, licked her lips again, and swallowed the rest.

She looked up at him. Her big blue eyes sparkled mischievously as she confessed. "I enjoyed that!"
 
Malcolm looked down at the stunning princess before him. So shy and so sultry, she was truly a great woman. Offering his hand, he slowly helped her to her feet. He looked around at the kitchen, "Well I do believe that wasn't thought to be on the menu today."

"so what should go and do now?"
 
"So," Malcolm smiled at her. Despite having just come, a mischievous light remained in his eyes. "What should go and do now?"

"That's a very good question," Karen replied. She looked out the back windows to the lawn, then the swimming pool and stables beyond. "Its uncharacteristically quiet here this afternoon."
 
Malcolm stretched for a second. "Actually Josephine wanted me to teach you some self defense, perhaps we should go and work on that for awhile?"
 
Energized by their recent sex, Karen's eyes lit up and she smiled brightly.

"Now, that does sound like fun!" She giggled at the image of tumbling around with this well muscled warrior. "The exercise room is downstairs. There are mats under some of the equipment. Or should we just do it out on the lawn?"
 
"Downstairs, your bottom will appreciate the mats, after you have fallen on it, multiple times." Malcolm says it all quite slowly and Karen realizes, he very much does mean it. He grabs her bottom once, "And it will be getting quite the workout."

Malcolm leads Karen downstairs to the exercise room. He grabs a few mats, spreading them out so they have something to stand upon. He looks at her and smiles, "so how many fights have you been in?"
 
"'Fights'?" Karen stood up straight and assumed an intentionally comical air of exaggerated dignity. "I assure you, Sir, I am a lady. I have never been in a fight."

Then she relaxed a bit. "Seriously, I've had a few tussles on the field hockey green, but those were always quickly broken up by the refs. I don't know the first thing about fighting."
 
"Hockey?" Malcolm is both surprised and impressed by this revelation. "That means you probably took a hit or two." He lets his hand caress her cheek, "But taking a hit will be inevitable."

Malcolm takes a step back. "We will have many lessons, and not all will be about fighting. We might go out and see about identifying potential threats or who might be paying more attention to you than necessary."

Malcolm slowly gets into a fighting stance, "Today's lesson though is about one of the most important tools. Learn to run away. If someone tries to get you into a fight, then that means they chose the time and the place. Run away and perhaps you can choose a better place, or if you can completely run away, you can choose a better time."

"The best way to get away, is to knock your opponent to the floor., then turn around and run away. So that is what we will be practicing. Throwing your opponent to the ground, sound easy enough?"
 
"Throwing your opponent to the ground," Malcolm suggested as a primary self-defense strategy. "Sound easy enough?"

"Maybe," Karen replied skeptically, looking up and down his tall, muscular body. "You must weigh about twice what I do.... And it was, by the way, girls' field hockey... not exactly the blood sports of the NHL."
 
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"No blood? Field hockey?" Malcolm sighs at this knowledge. He also pictured Karen running around in those tight shorts and tops. "of, so we might have a bit more work to be doing then, but you will still be able to learn these things."

Malcolm assists Karen in positioning her. "Regardless of the size of a person, everyone falls down for the same reason, you knocked out their legs."

He demonstrates, wrapping one leg around Karen, causing her to fall. "just like that." As he offers her his hand to help her to her feet.
 
Karen expected some verbal instruction first. It surprised her when Malcolm immediately brought his left calf up behind her knees and pulled her legs out from under her. She hit the mat hard, her back making a loud "thwack" as she landed flat upon it.

She hardly had time to give him a dirty look before he extended his hand gentlemanly and helped her to her feet. Her shoulders and butt still stung slightly. The pain brought a warmth to her loins, bringing to mind spanking games she had often played with her lovers back at The Bishop Strachan School for Girls. She realized this sort of training had more benefits than she originally envisioned.

Setting her feet apart and bending ever so slightly at the knees, she flashed a wicked smile at Malcolm and growled. "I bet you can't do that again."
 
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