2. Learning to Dominate

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Cal and I were disappointed to hear that Mistress May was booked solid the week after our unbelievable session with her. Though neither of us said so out loud, it was clear that we were both counting down the days until we could go back to that hotel room. Our experience with her was such a rush.

We rode the high for days afterwards. It completely rejuvenated our sex drive, but now, four days later, something seemed to be lacking. For me, seeing Cal as he had been in that room, it was a growing obsession.

I'd never seen him so needy, so gentle. I just couldn't get it out of my mind. On the night of our second session, I ate dinner earlier than usual and decided to shower before Cal got home from work.

I found myself fantasizing about Mistress May's green eyes as I lathered the soap over my body. I closed my eyes, allowing my fingers to roam over my stomach, slowly trailing down to the patch of hair above my pussy. In my mind, I saw Mistress May's gloved hand gripping Cal's cock.

I slid a finger inside myself, making small circles up and down my swollen lips. A low sigh came from the back of my throat when I remembered seeing her finger disappear in his ass. My legs felt shaky, so I leaned back.

Instead of the cool shower wall, I felt someone warm behind me. I hadn't even heard Cal slip into the shower. Someone's excited about tonight, he teased, wrapping me up in his strong arms from behind.

His hard cock rubbed against my ass as he squeezed me harder. I smiled and leaned into him, allowing my fingers to continue their exploration until his hand slid around to take their place. He let out a soft grunt when I gripped his cock and ran my fingers up and down the slippery length.

He nibbled the back of my neck before sliding his tongue over my earlobe and sucking gently. He knew just what that did to me. His fingers were deep inside me now as he strummed my clit.

I could feel the wave of an orgasm nearing. I wanted so badly to cum, but his cock was throbbing and hard. I knew he wanted to fuck me.

He leaned me forward until both of my hands found the shower wall. Feeling his cock slip up and down my pussy made me groan. He grabbed my hips, thrusting himself inside, slowly at first and then harder.

We moved together as we had done so many times before. I pressed back, taking his full length as the cool water cascaded down around us. I could feel his cock throb inside me with each pump.

I knew he was ready to cum, that he needed to cum. But something shifted in my mind as he quickened his pace as he tried to reach his peak. When I pulled away and turned to look in his eyes with a wicked grin, he whimpered and took a step back.

It was the same sound I had heard him make when Mistress May had him over her lap. Only this time, it was for me. Leaving him in the shower, throbbing from my pussy, well, seemed like the perfect start to our evening.

Later that night, Cal and I knocked on the hotel door at exactly 7.58. My heart was racing even more than last time. We glanced at each other with knowing smiles and waited for the door to open.

When Mistress May let us in the room, she looked pleased to see us. This time, she wore a deep green corset and a flowing see-through skirt. The same black leather gloves drew my attention to the crop in her hands.

She sat down on the bed, appraising the both of us carefully. "'Does your husband's mouth satisfy you?' she asked me, sliding her eyes up my body till our eyes met. "'I've seen his cock.

I do hope his tongue is more adequate.' I stammered, glancing over at Cal, who was squirming beside me. His eyes were downcast at the ground, and his breathing was heavy. I don't think I'd ever seen his cheeks quite so red.

When I told her he was pretty good with his tongue, she didn't seem to be pleased with the answer. She ordered me to come closer, slipping a silver contraption in my right hand and a small key in the other, and then she told Cal to strip. He seemed a little hesitant this time, peeling the layers off slowly.

When he slipped his red boxers down to his ankles, I saw that his cock was already twitching. As soon as the chastity cage snapped shut around his cock, he gasped and bit his bottom lip. Seeing him caged like an animal made something in my body tingle.

His humiliation seemed to be fueling something inside me. Before I could consider what that meant, Mistress May had him on his knees, hands cupped behind his back. Why was he so sexy like this? I sat down in my chair and pulled up my flowing summer dress, slipping out of my wet panties.

I don't know why this was making me so fucking hot, but I knew I wanted his head between my legs. Mistress May drew closer, ordering Cal to crawl to me like a good boy. He whimpered again, and I could feel my pussy pulse in response.

Just as before, I was completely lost in the moment. The real world no longer existed, and neither did the man who fucked me in the shower just a few hours ago. Now there was only his mouth and her voice.

The proper way to please a woman is to worship her, as if her scent, her very skin, is sacred, Mistress May said, her voice low and firm. Show me how a goddess should be tasted. Her words made my heart skip a beat, and the way she was looking at me made it that much more intense.

Cal leaned forward, and I could feel him shivering between my thighs. His caress seemed different than it had ever felt before. He inhaled deeply, moaning against the exposed lips of my pussy, as if it were the first time.

The sensation of his nose gently sliding over my mound made me moan. I watched carefully as the tip of his tongue parted my lips. It moved toward my clit slowly, drawing out each magical sensation.

By the time he flattened his tongue and began lapping up and down, I felt my eyes roll back into my head. Normally, it felt a bit strange to explain how I like to be eaten, but in this moment, the words flowed freely. I could feel myself grow closer and closer to the edge when I gripped his hair in my hands, directing him exactly where I needed him.

His mouth was consuming me now, sucking and licking, as if his life depended on my pleasure. Cal's soft moans vibrated against me as I used his face, grinding my hips against him. Finally, I exploded in a frenzy of moans and spasms.

The orgasm gripped me tight, and I wrote it for as long as I possibly could. It wasn't until my breathing slowed that I realized Cal and I were now alone in the room. He was smiling up at me, drinking me in with the look of a man in love.

For a long moment, we couldn't pry our eyes away from each other. The clock read 9.05 when we slowly gathered our things and slipped out of the room. The key to Cal's cage was tucked safely in my cleavage, and we were both smiling from ear to ear.

I wasn't sure where Mistress May had disappeared to, but I was sure we would see her again.