Dominant Futanari's Life: Chapter 34
Week 2: Chapter 63/34 - Dirty Chats in a Dominatrix’s Life
We finished cleaning up, and I slipped back into my sweaty clothes. Knowing I would change them as soon as I got to Crystal’s house, I didn’t mind the damp sweat clinging to my body. Despite being sore from the previous session, I dismissed the discomfort.
Crystal smiled and changed into fresh clothes, then organized her locker in preparation for our next visit. "Are we ready to go?" she asked.
"Yeah," I responded, reflecting on the fact that Hilda had left as soon as she'd exited the shower. She expected a message from me once I was home. As her provider, she'd be giving me money directly, bypassing Samantha. I wouldn't take advantage of this, and might even bring Hilda to Samantha's business to dominate her in my own playroom when it was set up.
A smile appeared on my lips, thinking about my own personal playroom. I’d enjoy dominating both men and women there. An interesting question crossed my mind: how much would people be willing to pay for me to dominate them? Until then, it was unanswered.
"Let's go," I instructed Crystal, who completed her locker preparations.
From there, Crystal led the way to the elevator. A moment of silence hovered as a lone man entered the elevator with us, heading to the main floor. Once we exited, she followed me out without further conversation.
"So, are you going to call her tonight?" Crystal asked curiously.
"Absolutely," I replied, flashing a grin in her direction, "I find her hot, although not as hot as you," I commented with a grin. "And since I can make some good money from her for something I'd already be doing, it's a win-win," I told Crystal, grinning.
"So, your opinion?" Crystal questioned with an arched eyebrow.
"Maybe we record you doing certain things to other 'sluts' and 'sissies'?" I asked with a raised eyebrow in return.
"I've seen you fuck others - it looks amazing, and I want more," Crystal shared with a smile, as we got into her car.
"I'm of the same opinion," I responded, grinning lazily. "I enjoy fucking them myself in front of you too."
Crystal turned on the car and slid back into her seat. "You need to meet Becky and Samantha now to approve her potential first draft of her design of your new playroom," Crystal reminded me.
I furrowed my eyebrows and shrugged. "Oops, completely forgot," I admitted. "Still want to watch Tracy and Jake’s video, though. I think that’ll be quite the spectacle." I told Crystal with a grin.
Crystal laughed and replied, "Send a message to Samantha and see if she's willing to bring it over to my place. We can watch the video and entertain ourselves before the others arrive." So, I pulled out my phone and started composing the message.
Angela: Hey Samantha, I want to review the video of you and Becky tonight. Can both of you come over to Crystal's for the design review?
After finishing the message, I sent it. I'd written their phone numbers on paper while at the spa, but had forgotten to get Hilda’s phone number. It should still be in my backpack, though. I hesitated before typing another message.
Angela: Hey Ladies, since I had you both give me your phone numbers the other day, I thought it would be nice to create a group chat. You two work together, so I don't want to create drama or confusion between the three of us. I'm grateful for your patience and understanding.
I sent the brief message to both Becky and Samantha in a group chat. It wasn't a grand display of emotion, but it felt honest and considerate. I didn't want to deal with drama, and keeping things transparent was the best way to do that.
I gazed outside the window, pondering over the secret records of Tracy and Jake's private conversations. The way Tracy had lately been with me, hinting at something significant yet keeping it to herself each time was baffling me. It was quite noteworthy how Tracy seemed more attached to me than Jake recently. This bond was growing deeper with every instance of play between us. The messages she sent to me on Friday right after I had advised her to spend time with Jake echoed this advancement.
The thought of Tracy's attachment stirred up a tangle of ideas concerning my plans which needed careful consideration. School assignments were moving to project-based work soon; if I didn't prioritize these tasks, I risked lagging behind. Moreover, my participation in volleyball practice depended on maintaining good grades. Pile them on top of my fitness routine and the increased obligations with Crystal, and I knew the countdown to disaster was ticking.
All these commitments didn't factor in the crowning glories - my time with Crystal, her constant understanding and the fact that I almost lived at her place. Her body accommodated me astonishingly well, and my sexual connection with her was unmatched. The sensation of being completely raw inside her elevated our intimacy to a level I had never achieved with latex. At the presence of those ideas, a smile would emerge on my face, pinching so much that it hurt.
Another buzz came through from my phone. "Debbie: You're such a tease." She was indeed, especially now that things were sparking progressively between us.
"Grace: Are you jealous when I touch other women?" Grace had indulged in our previous escapade.
I replied while simultaneously returning a mischievous smirk, "Jealous? Naw. But why don't you share a little part of your excitement? The ladies would love to hear about it."
Crystal drove in silence awhile before asking, "What's up?"
"Sent a message to a few recipients from my spa encounter, the one where I teased you with the compliment," I revealed, never breaking eye contact.
Crystal glanced at me with amusement, "Idiot. Seducing them right this moment, huh?"
"Yeah, I subtly asked how naughty they are, " I confessed, the corner of my mouth twitching.
Crystal couldn't help the languid grin on her face, "You 'sane man,' you."
The car came to a halt, and I peered at my phone for more messages.
Samantha: On our way! Becky's eager too.
Debbie: Thinking about your 'mark' ever since Thursday. You could say I'm 'Kinky.'
Grace: Wishing I had taken your proposal on Friday.
I eyed Samantha's update before typing back, "Lame, Grace: I'll play with you later and understand your reluctance. Employment's a priority for you and your pussy. You're 'Kinky', just not to that extent. Debbie, won't you show me how 'Kinky' you've been the last couple of nights by filming it for the ladies?"
I was unsure about pushing it forward, but in case it turned out that way, I wouldn't lose any sleep knowing I had several options in the kitty. "Debbie's fingertips were magical," I silently thought, contemplating the potential loss of her magic.
I stepped out of the car and picked up my things off the seats. "Samantha's planning to show up in two hours," I informed Crystal while shutting the car door, "Becky's looking forward to her encounter." Crystal laughed, shooting an expectant and predatory smile at me.
"Am I being read like a book or what?" I teased, awakening a giggle from my passenger.
"I'm a masochist, and I'm proud of it," Crystal stated resolutely.
I was bewildered, contemplating her containment, "You sound like Samantha or me most of the time, " I noted quietly.
Crystal touched her cheek, teeming with a combination of expectance and sadism. "No, Mr. Masquerading as a Dominant, I am a Masochist, proud of it."
With a chuckle, I said, "I'm not saying you don't have some kinky desires as well. I think it's sexy. I'm your mistress, and I enjoy watching you get a little domineering with some of the women I'm with," I explained, keeping it honest. "I also like how you're a masochist. It's important for me to know we're compatible. I'm not judging you. I just wanted to bring it to your attention." My gaze shifted, and I headed upstairs to get my backpack, checking on Hilda's number for our arrangement later.
Crystal sighed, "Alright, I'll think about it. But right now, I want to watch some hot sissy videos!" she insisted, as I approached the bottom of the stairs.
"All right, first let's get the TV ready. Then I'll text back Hilda," I replied, climbing up the stairs with a mission.
I found my backpack and took out my phone to attache Hilda's number, smiling as I heard the contact being added. My phone buzzed as I replaced it, and I glanced at the message, finding Grace's taunt, "I'll show you how naughty I can be too." I snickered, realizing both Grace and Debbie were competing. I chuckled, then typed to Hilda, "If you're as naughty as you say, reply with a photo of you enjoying a little alone time tonight."
A quick response came from Hilda, "I'll make sure to put on a show."
I chuckled, but didn't reply. Instead, I sent another message to contribute to the competition, "Thanks. I'll see you both in a couple of hours."
I got my naked form together, deciding to be nude regardless. I headed downstairs, seeing Crystal staring intently at me. "Do you want to take a pic while you're at it?" I asked, torn between amusement and arousal.
Excitedly, she agreed, "Yes, yes I do!" Her eyes gleamed as she imagined her change.
My hand landed on her hand, which was stroking my limp cock, "Then later, when I'm a bit harder, you'll have something to play with if you want."
"So, when's later?" Crystal asked, keeping up her enthusiasm.
"Well, let's watch this first. It's a video Tracy made with her... uh... boyfriend," I smirked.
Crystal sat next to me, watching as the video started on a screen bigger than ours before. It was in a large bedroom, showcasing familiar pro wrestlers on the walls. The center of the room revealed a queen-size bed, and Tracy addressed the camera, "Mistress, I know you'd be unhappy if I didn't, but I'm doing this because you told me to." Her breathing became heavier as she was answered by a knock at the door.
The door opened to reveal a woman with an indistinguishable age, "Tracy, your boyfriend's here!" She announced with a singsong voice. Crystal and I watched Tracy's reaction, her preoccupied breaths slowing down just enough for a smile and a nod. The woman retreated, and Tracy finished her words, "He should be here any..." She stopped short, gasping as the doorbell rang instead.
The woman walked back in, her words hesitating, "It's the doorbell." After some small talk, Tracy grabbed some water bottles and stepped out again, closing the door behind her.
We continued viewing the video, watching as Tracy opened the door and hesitantly greeted a dark-haired man in a beige shirt, black shorts, and a happy smile on his face.
As the camera angle shifted inside the room, Crystal's took over, stripping off her clothing quickly- her arousal undeniable.
"Before we begin, there's no way I'm wearing clothes while you're naked," she said, sitting beside me, her hand cupping my deflated member.
I grinned, "My plan," I assured, moving to play the video about Tracy and her supposed boyfriend.
Crystal's focus was on me as I hit "play," and we watched as Tracy welcomed the man into her room, her own nakedness becoming more noticeable.
Finally, the man approached her with an open shirt, and the camera angled into an intimate moment, then zoomed out, ending the video. Crystal lingered on my limp penis, "You'd like me to do that, wouldn't you?" she teased.
"Later," I smirked, connecting with Crystal's playful demeanor.
Tracy swung open the door and there was Jake, wearing his cocky smile - the same one he'd had on the Monday he decided to try assaulting me while I was showering. I scowled as I recognized it.
"'Hey, baby,'" Jake drawled, walking in and checking out the room. "'What were you doing?'"
"I was playing Far Cry 6." Tracy replied, a hint of a smile in her voice. She guided Jake towards the bed. "Let's not get into your gaming habits just yet. You've been avoiding me all week, hasn't it?"
"'Ah, I told you it would be like this,'" Jake said, but his smug expression faltered for a second. "I had Coach breathing down my neck all week, and I just need to keep up for a season."
Crystal snorted as Jake spoke. "I'm sure it's not Coach who's been down his throat all week." I grinned, watching the scene while Crystal stroked my dick.
"I've been lonely and horny all week," Tracy said, giving Jake a sultry look. This prompted him to grin again, more confident than before. "I've been told I make women want to do things," Jake told Tracy, surprising me. While I knew Tracy had a thing for making Jake do as she liked, it was new information he had an effect on others as well.
Tracy waved a hand. "It's alright. I know what I like." She pointed toward the drawer. "You need to get the lube if you want to use that big cock of yours."
"Wanna lube me up?" Jake asked, lowering his pants and letting his half-hard cock swell with anticipation.
I examined it, thinking about training him to no longer get hard from this situation. "Time to break that habit." Crystal snickered. "It's not small where I'm concerned."
Tracy shook her head at Jake's mostly-flaccid dick. "Not getting hard enough, huh?" He looked disappointed, but she smirked. "I have an idea."
"I need to train you out of this," I said, remembering Tracy mentioning that she was only doing this at my order earlier in the recording.
"I don't think she has a problem with your cum," Crystal noted, her nails stroking my length.
Tracy knelt and took his cock in her mouth. I heard him groan in pleasure immediately. "You have a beautiful cock," she said she heard him shout as she used her hand to bring his cock deeper down her throat.
Tracy pulled back swiftly. "No sperm in my mouth, thanks." She grabbed the condom and held it out. Jake frowned, but she slapped him on the side of the leg and he complied.
Crystal and I watched as Tracy put the condom on Jake and applied lube to his cock. She stroked him twice then asked, "Want me to finish you on the bed?"
Jake groaned and stepped back, focusing on his breathing. "I want to please you, Babe."
Tracy smirked. "Well, make me cry your name like a man should," she challenged.
Jake got on the bed with a heavy sigh and lined up his cock with Tracy's entrance. "I've been in a cage for a while," came his reply as he slowly entered her. His face was a mixture of pleasure and apprehension which made me curious about how she'd feel to others after my training. "I want to make you feel good too," he added.
Tracy grinned, her legs parted to invite Jake in. "Make me scream your name then, stud."
Jake looked lost in the moment, his cock too close to being back in the bedroom to control himself. "You know I want you to feel good, darling," he instructed himself, taking deep breaths to maintain himself.
Tracy was ready for him. She ripped off her pants then off her shirt revealing her purple bra. She invited Jake in by spreading her legs wider. "Make your girlfriend scream like you've never made her scream before."
Jake's eyes widened as if he'd lost control. He got up on the bed and positioned himself above her. "You know I'm a man of desire!" He exclaimed, thrusting into Tracy as she howled with pleasure.
"She's more sensitive now, isn't she?" I mused.
"She likes it," Crystal affirmed, her hand working my shaft faster.
Tracy was making high-pitched, throaty noises; she was further into it than I thought. I found myself wondering if it was because of my training, or if him being a man she loved meant he was able to make her reach new heights.
I discovered that my prediction was accurate when Jake emitted a loud moan as he thrust into Tracy. It was intriguing to witness how much I've progressed with Jake's training in the past few weeks.
Tracy initially seemed a bit hesitant, permitting Jake to kiss her. However, she eventually accepted it. I heard her emit a loud moan as well. Jake started shifting his hips, and I sensed something was off with his moans. Tracy also moaned with every thrust, but when Crystal commented, "I heard the Skank moan; it's fake," I agreed.
Our continued observation made me truly proud and turned me on. Just a minute later, Jake gave in to his desire, emitting a loud moan as he climaxed inside the condom.
"Oh, Fuck!" exclaimed Jake in a mild manner, "You feel so good this week," he mentioned, trying to deflect the blame for his shorter session. "Sorry for not lasting as long as usual. You feel better than usual," he continued, attempting to shift the blame. "Did you cum?" Tracy inquired.
"Yeah," she responded, briefly locking lips with him before she carefully removed the condom and withdrew his soft cock.
I was experiencing disappointment due to the short length of the video, but when Tracy quickly left and hid her phone, I realized the reason for its duration.
"Let's move forward and see what happens," I suggested, feeling a bit disenchanted.
A few seconds later, upon rewinding, I realized we were correct. Ten minutes after Tracy's departure, she slipped her phone into her pocket, thus ending the recording.
I was aroused, yet left wanting more. I noticed that Jake became entirely flaccid after ejaculating, indicating a smaller load compared to our sessions.
"Are we done with that?" Crystal inquired as Jake and Tracy chatted.
"Let's fast-forward to find out," I said, feeling slightly disheartened.
To my dismay, after fast-forwarding, they simply got dressed. Tracy collected her phone and hid it about ten minutes later, shutting down the recording.
I was turned on, but the video was a letdown, and I hoped for more intimate moments. Crystal giggled, "What were you expecting?" she quipped. "You're training him to be a sissy, not a stud. If he improved his sexual skills with women after your training, it would mean you're failing," she teased with her frequent smile.
"You're right," I acknowledged with a revitalized grin. "I want to create a brief GIF of me stroking my cock now. Interested?" I asked Crystal.
Crystal gazed at me with eagerness, "Yes! Yes! Yes! I wouldn't have thought of this idea first! I want ten different ones. One of you cumming inside me. One-" Crystal abruptly ceased talking when I pressed my finger against her lips.
"You're excited, I understand, but for now," I stroked my cock, "Please record it with my phone, my Minx."
"Yes, Mistress! Thank you, Mistress!" Crystal chimed back, hastily seizing my phone. As I caressed my shaft, her delight was apparent, and it generated a buildup of excitement.
"I'm done recording," Crystal said.
"Show me," I demanded, and I viewed a ten-second GIF of my large breasts in the background while my cock filled the foreground. I stroked my staff up and down, and it seemed like I was masturbating at a leisurely pace, and I smirked. "Congratulations, Minx. I have something awaiting you after Becky arrives, so I can punish her while rewarding you." I informed Crystal with a wicked grin.
I harbored numerous adventurous thoughts and was in a playful mood.
I took my phone and saved the GIF Crystal created. "There, your first prize," I told Crystal, then I drafted another text for Grace and Debbie.
Angela: This is a sneak peek into what the taboo is all about.
I attached the GIF and shared it with Grace and Debbie. I wondered how they'd react, but I turned my attention back to the video of Jake posted on Monday.
"Time to watch a Sissy pleasure himself," I told Crystal, then paused. "You may continue watching with my cock inside you, my Minx," I suggested, and Crystal accepted eagerly.
I reclined, admiring two alluring figures simultaneously, groaning as Crystal climaxed repeatedly while Jake reached his peak using a large dick silicone toy on the television.
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