Dominique
Chapter 01
i sat open mouthed reading the email. i couldn't believe He wanted me to do
this. i couldn't believe i was actually considering it! He wanted me to prove
myself to Him, to completely humiliate myself in public for Him. As proof.
Proof of what i wondered? Proof of my desire for Him... my need? Proof of my
servitude, my submission? Or just proof that i really was a slut? A slut.
"Godddd," i always hated that word...
"i'm not really a slut." i reasoned. "Well not outwardly. i wear nice clothes,
i fit them well. i am pretty and i don't need makeup but like to wear it
sometimes." i sat in front of the mirror in my bedroom and watched as my
nipples began to press against the fabric of my lace bra.
A slut?
"Godddd...."
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I had seen her standing on the train platform, that first time. 'Prim and
proper' I thought to Myself. I moved within scent distance and smelled the air.
mmmmm Christian Dior. Good choice. Walking around behind her I smiled to
Myself. "If only she knew what I was thinking..."
The train that cold winter's day was crammed full with commuters, but I managed
to find Myself pressed against her, My thoughts slightly tangled as the
closeness of her body clouded My mind and My cock began to respond. I tried to
move slightly away but the train jolted and I caught her and was again pressed
against her. My cock was now thicker and pulsing gently against the silk of My
boxers. I felt her hip against Me.
"Sorry," I said as I watched the blush creep up her neck and flow to her cheeks.
How lovely.
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i touched my nipples in front of the mirror and once again found myself
recounting O/our first meeting. It was in the train that He said His first word
to me: "Sorry." i smiled to myself and thought how ironic that the only time i
ever heard Him say that word, was the very first time He spoke to me. But i had
noticed Him.
i always noticed good looking men. i smiled to myself. "Maybe i am a slut," i
thought. i pinched my nipples gently and remembered seeing Him out of the
corner of my eye. He was moving toward me, stopping, then almost circling me.
For a moment i felt like prey. Then the train arrived and i thought He was gone.
Aramis. That was my first sense of Him. His cologne. Recalling it i felt my
nipples throb a little between my fingers and thumbs. His presence. i had
turned slightly toward Him and almost gasped when i realised He was right next
to me. i had stared apparently oblivious out the window but inside i was
awakening. Each time i felt His body in contact with me i felt my thighs
tremble. "What is wrong with me," i thought. The train shuddered and i thought
i might fall. But His hands held my shoulders and my eyes met His. Then i felt
it. IT. His cock. Against my hip. Jesus. i heard Him say that sweet word.
"Sorry." i leaned slightly against Him. i felt a little naughty. i felt my
pussy moisten. i blushed fiercely.
i felt the heat again as i looked up into the mirror. my cheeks were flushed.
i looked down at the reflection of my hands mauling my breasts and gasped. i
hadn't realised how squashed my nipples were. i hadn't noticed how cruelly i
was twisting them. i felt my buttocks tighten and a far away tingle beginning
to approach. i felt how wet i had become without needing to check. my clit was
throbbing softly, trying to get my attention.
"Stop!" my eyes shot open and i sat bolt upright, my toned thighs slapping
together. His voice! His voice... in my head... "Oh my god." i thought... "i
was nearly bad. He told me not to and i nearly did..."
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I knew a lot about her. I kept My distance for some time after O/our first
encounter. Noticing her on the train platform each day. Catching her looking
at Me. I began to acknowledge her. Tipping My head slightly in her direction
whenever O/our eyes met. I had called in a few favours. I knew where she lived
and where she worked. I felt confident. Confident I had made a good choice.
At times I would muse over My situation. In My "study" as I so fondly called
it. My thoughts leapfrogged from subject to subject. I oiled the strands of a
whip, and polished the large woodstained X bolted to the wall. I replaced the
batteries in any one of the vast array of toys I had collected over the years,
and I mused...
My life was quiet. Too quiet. Since rachel had passed away hardly a woman had
turned My head. Slowly I had come to terms with her absence. It became a
"was", not an "is." It happened late one afternoon when I pulled over while out
for a drive. The sunset. It had taken My breath away. It cleared My mind of
remorse for the first and last time. I stood there and watched the sun go down
for an hour.
dominique was her name. dominique harris. The corners of My lips turned up when
I considered her name. I laughed aloud to Myself when My mind conjured: "Big
Dom, little dom." Just the thought of the look on her face the first time I
lead her into My study was delicious. "I am going to have to cuff her first," I
thought to Myself and smiled.
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i stood and pulled the slinky black silk dress over my naked body and pulled the
hem down. i shook my head. "i can't believe i am going out in just this and a
pair of red heels," i thought. i blushed as i reached behind myself and felt
the material end at the tops of my thighs.
my eyes traveled up my body in the mirror. i smiled a little at the points my
nipples were making in the silk. i could even make out the little bumps on my
aureola. "Jesus," i thought as the goosebumps rose on my exposed flesh and the
tingles began again, "this is going to be easy." i sat down in front of the
mirror again. i decided 'more was better' and opened my makeup kit.
i thought back to when i felt my boldest. i had somehow summoned the nerve to
ask Him if He would like to have a drink with me. Right there on the platform
after work. It was something i had never done before in my whole life. And god
He teased me. i would never forget His response. "A lady doesnt ask strange
men for a drink." Completely taken aback and deflated i had begun to turn away
from Him, a tear of humiliation blurring my vision.
i applied my lipstick in the mirror. i shuddered and the soft blonde hairs on
my arms stood up. Recalling how stunned i felt as He began to walk away from
me. "Come with Me," was all He said. How my feet acted on impulse. i almost
ran to keep up with Him. i was so embarrassed. But i could not stop myself.
He walked briskly and i wanted to say, "slow down," but couldn't form the words.
Why did i follow Him?
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I wiped down the chains and checked and recoiled My collection of ropes. I
remembered that day. Opening the door of the bar and holding it for her. For a
moment I wondered whether she had followed Me. I smiled softly as she ducked
under My arm and inside.
I remembered letting the door swing closed and taking her by the elbow. Over to
a booth. Sitting her down and motioning to a waitress... Ordering for both of
U/us and noticing the waitress looking Me up and down as she took My order, then
hesitating as if waiting to be dismissed.
I smiled to Myself.
I put away all the cleaning implements and surveyed My study. Satisfied, I
decided to get ready. Under the steaming shower I felt Myself stir as I washed
My hair and let My thoughts wander back once more...
dominique was delightful, and she hung on My every word. I was beginning to
enjoy her blush and wanted to see if I could induce it. W/we had introduced
O/ourselves and engaged in small talk. she had been flirting with Me with her
eyes. But she kept her distance, like a puppy not sure of its new Owner.
Wanting to please yet afraid of making a mistake.
I had touched the back of her hand in a quiet moment and she had blushed and
withdrawn it into her lap. I softly chastised her and whispered her first
command in her ear. I leaned into her body pressing gently against her and with
My lips almost touching her ear, I told her to sit with her ass directly on the
leather seat.
"i can't do that," she had protested weakly, feeling My sweet breath on her ear
and neck.
"you can and you will..." I had breathed.
she lifted herself slightly off the plush leather cornerseat and slid her dress
up the backs of her thighs. I imagined she was feeling very wicked. she
blushed intensely. I wondered if she was wet.
I smiled as I rinsed shampoo from My hair. The thought of that first meeting
was arousing.
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i looked into the mirror. i realised i had almost forgotten to wear the gift He
had given me. He had placed His hand on my bare thigh and looked intently into
my eyes.
"If you are good for Me I will give you a gift."
i remember thinking, "oh god, here it comes. This is where He tells me He wants
to fuck me." But what He did say, shocked and aroused me so much i felt i would
do anything to please Him. Anything! He spoke quietly and gently. His voice
was deep and strong...
"I want to show you things. To teach you things. To tell you things that will
change your life forever." He had turned His palm upwards and touched me under
my chin with a fingertip. He was watching my face intently. He continued to
speak.
"I want to have you. I want you to be Mine. I want you to please Me. And I
want you to find pleasure in pleasing Me. I want you to tell Me your secrets,
as I impart Mine to you...
"I want to nurture you and help you to grow into the person you want to be. I
must know the truth always. And you must know that displeasing Me will draw My
wrath."
i wanted to know what He meant but as i opened my mouth to speak He touched His
finger to my lips.
"I want you to WANT to do as I tell you... And finally, I want you to confess
to Me."
"Confess to you?" i had asked from behind His finger.
"Yes, and you may not lie, it is not an option."
"What must I confess?" i asked.
i rolled my hips a little and tried to ease the discomfort i was feeling in my
belly. And in my pussy. "What is happening to me?" i wondered. i squirmed
where i sat and considered what His reaction might be if i kissed His finger.
If i kissed it and drew in into my mouth with my tongue. If i sucked on it
gently. Goddd i was feeling so horny.
i held the jeweled choker up to my neck and admired it in the mirror. i
smoothed over my dress one more time. i wondered what reactions my nipples
might get from passers-by. i shuddered as His words rang in my head...
"Is your cunt wet pet?"
i had been taken aback. i couldn't find the words to admonish Him for His
language, for His directness. i had blushed so furiously i felt my eyes go
down. i had tipped my head forward trying to hide it.
"Well? ...I am waiting, and you shouldn't keep Me waiting..."
i couldn't help it.
"Yes," i said softly...
i pulled my front door closed behind me. i descended my front steps. i started
walking the five blocks to my destination. i smiled to myself. i couldn't
believe i was going to do this. i felt myself blushing again as i remembered
His next words.
"Come with Me."
He had risen to His feet and taken my hand in His. i had to walk briskly to
keep up with Him.
"Hop in."
He had opened the door of His car for me. i felt a little afraid and hesitated.
"Always do exactly as I ask dominique. Don't worry, W/we are not going anywhere
just yet."
Reassured i had climbed into the passenger side seat. He walked around the front
of His car smiling softly at me. i was so nervous and so turned on. He climbed
in His side and closed the door behind Him. He turned and looked at me.
"Lift up your skirt." i blushed and did.
"Move your knees apart."
i looked around the car at all the people passing by and did it. It was surreal.
"Don't hesitate."
"Yes, Sir." It just came out. It felt right. I don't know why. I knew His name
was Andrew. It would be a long time before i felt confident enough to use His
name.
"Turn toward Me." i did.
"Put your finger into your pussy and take it out and show Me." i did.
"Good girl."
He was pleased with how wet my finger was.
"Thankyou Sir," i said breathlessly.
"Again," He said. i did.
"Over and over." i did, and i felt the feelings rush down my spine. It was only
going to be moments. my hips rose off the leather seat to meet my probing
finger. i pumped it faster and faster. The base of my finger slipped wetly
against my clit.
i became oblivious to the people passing and glancing in my direction. i
couldnt believe i was doing this in broad daylight on a city street. i could
feel myself clamp around my finger as a moan built in my chest.
"Cum."
oh goddd did i ever. i unleashed that moan and felt myself turn inside out. i
trembled and began spasming right there in the passenger seat of His car. i
could feel His hand on my knee keeping my legs open. His touch was like fire,
and i came and came.
He was gently stroking my thigh and telling me how pleased He was as i came
around.
"Give Me your email address so I can send you your next instructions," He had
said.
Once done, He bundled me out of the car, telling me to check my mail when i got
home.
And now here i was, my destination. my date with humiliation. Can i do it?
"God i have come this far..." i thought. "...and He said He would keep an eye
on me. Goddd i am so wet."
i walked around the last corner.
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I watched her as she approached her destiny. she was adorable. At that very
moment I had a vision of her in My mind, tied up and begging to cum.
"I am going to have a wonderful time with you dominique," I thought to Myself,
"if you can do it..."
And then she did. Exactly as she had been instructed. she walked purposefully
into the crowded and paved corner of the park. she leaned down and placed the
small tin on the ground in front of her. she sat directly on the ground and
flipped the hem of her short dress out from under herself. her bare ass sat
directly on the cool concrete. she undid three small buttons. she parted her
legs exposing herself. Finally she placed the folded sign on the ground in
front of her bearing a single word, "SLUT".
As I watched, her presence brought little attention for a minute or two. Then
men began to gather around her, tossing coins into her tin cup. I began to get
concerned. Perhaps it was too much. Perhaps she would freak out and start
screaming. Jesus she might even be raped...
In moments she was obscured by the growing throng and I had decided it was
enough. she had proved her desire to please Me. I pushed My way through the
tight crowd of males and found Myself staring dumbfounded at dominique. Hot
tears streaked her face as she buried her fingers deep in her cunt, moaning and
saying aloud, "i'm a slut! i'm a slut!"
Comments flew from the males gawking at her. "Fuck what a whore... look at her
tits hanging out mmmm.... can't believe a cute girl like her would be out here
fucking her pussy in broad daylight... christ I wanna cum on her..." This last
comment convinced Me that enough was enough. Amidst the boo's and hisses of the
men watching dominique's show, I strode forward and put My jacket around her. I
picked her up under her arms, and began to steer her toward My home.
"i'm sorry i'm so sorry" she sobbed into My chest as W/we walked. "i couldnt
help it... i just got so... oh god i'm such a slut..."
"Yes pet... you are... but from now on... you are My slut." she shuddered and
stifled her sobs. My words hit a chord. she held onto Me more tightly. I
could hear how sticky her thighs were.
"Yes Sir, i am Yours," she whispered.
In a matter of twenty four hours she had changed, and her life would never be
the same again. But right then, right at that moment, she just needed to please
Me. she wanted to worship My cock and to make Me pleased with her again and
again.
As W/we walked up the steps to My front door and I withdrew My key from My
pocket, I turned and looked at her.
"dominique, I want you to know that by entering My home you are passing over a
threshold from which there is no return. Are you sure this is what you want?"
she wiped her eyes and looked adoringly at Me.
"Yes, Sir. It's exactly what i want... it's what i need Sir."
"Good. Then W/we have work to do, and I can't wait to show you My study."
"Yes Sir", she said, just a little confused as I turned her around and clicked a
pair of handcuffs onto her wrists...
