Dominion Staff Fantasy by Neil

He pulls on the restraints, testing them for what could have been the hundredth time.  His muscles tense, straining against the unforgiving leather straps that hold him captive.  Unsure how long he has been there, his mind goes over the  events that lead him to this moment.  She was a member of the Dominion staff, beautiful beyond words, with an attitude like none he had ever known.  Although She had exchanged pleasantries with him from time to time, he was sure that he was nonexistent to Her, how could someone so magnificent have any interest in the likes of him.  So when he received the note he was in shock, the first thought being that it must be a mistake, yet here it was.  "Be at My home at 7pm tonight.  Bring nothing but your body and your need to serve.  you will be given further instructions on your arrival."

At 7pm he was kneeling at the door, his heart racing, body trembling slightly, wearing nothing but the obvious desire to please.  The door opened and his heart skipped a beat, then he realized it was a female submissive, and he struggled to regain his focus.  The girl did not say a word, nor did she even look at him, she just turned and walked back into the house and he quickly followed.  She lead him to a beautiful room, on the floor were plush blankets and pillows, amber flames flicker in the fireplace and soft music playing in the background.  The girl took hold of his hair and guided him to the center of the blanket and began to bind him with leather straps.  First his ankles, knees, and thighs.  His wrists were bound to the strap around his waist, then his upper arms to the strap across his chest and the last one around his neck.  Each strap secured to the floor and he soon found himself totally helpless and unable to move in any direction, his only option, too wait.

He is suddenly yanked back to the present as an intoxicating perfume fills his nostrils and he realizes She has entered the room.  The click of heels on the hard marble floor sends shivers through his body but he still cannot see Her and he bites his tongue to keep from calling out.  Finally She moves past him, Her body swaying softly to the music, a glass of wine in Her hand.  He watches Her intently, hoping to catch Her eye but She pays him no attention at all.  She hums softly to Herslef, placing the wine glass on the mantel, She begins to remove Her cloths as she dances.  Unable to pull his eyes off of Her he realizes quickly that the dance is not for his benefit, but for Her own, it is as if he is not even there as Her body moves to the music and slowly strips until all that remains are the black, stiletto pumps.  Her eyes close and Her hands begin to move over Her own body.  He pulls on his binds again...wanting...no needing to replace Her hands with his but is denied.
 
She smiles to Herself and then turns and looks at him for the first time, seeing both the frustration and desire in his eyes and knows he has no idea what he is in for this evening.  She moves and sways with more intensity, the sexuality of Her movements overwhelming him.  With the fluid movements of a Goddess Her hands glide down Her body as his eyes follow them over every inch.  For what seems like hours She just moves to the music, Her hands roaming Her body, touching every place he so desperately wants to touch.  He foolishly pulls on his binds over and over again as if somehow this time he will be able to break free..but each time his hopes are dashed.

Finally She dances to him, straddling his knees as Her body taunts him.  She lowers Herself to Her knees and begins to move, slowly crawling up his body.   She drags he moist sex over the tip of his hard member causing his body to jerk as She moves up his body.  She moves all the way up his body leaving tender kisses or sharp nips up his stomach and chest until She reaches his lips.  She runs Her tongue over Her full red lips and his mouth goes dry as he moans and almost speaks to beg for a kiss but Her look tells him not to say a word.  Her tongue slithers out and flicks his half open mouth then She rises up as Her body moves forward and She sits on his chest, Her moist sex inches from his mouth, Her sweet scent engulfing his nostrils and excelling his desire to new heights that he did not even know he could reach.  She takes Her index finger and slowly runs it between Her hot, wet lips and gathers up some of Her juices and then runs it over his lips, covering them like one would do with lip gloss.  She then begins to use Her fingers on Herself, given Herself pleasure knowing how much he wishes it was him pleasing Her.

She lies back on top of him as She pleasures Herself, feeling his cock twitch and pulse under Her head as She begins to writhe in pleasure.  All he can do is watch, the holy grail sooo close yet he cannot touch, cannot taste, only Her intoxicating scent as it enslaves him more and more with each inhale.  He trys to focus, using what he sees to learn what pleases Her in the glimmering hope that at some point he may have the joyous honor of servicing Her.  He feels Her body tremble and shake as the first orgasm fills Her, the sounds of pleasure from Her lips more consuming then the music playing in the background.

When Her orgasm subsides She sits back up, Her eyes half closed and She turns around and slowly slides down his body, leaving a trail of Her juices down his chest...he squirms, moans..but bites his tongue to keep from begging for release so he can take Her.  She sits on his pelvis, the tip of his cock brushing Her soaking sex as it twitches.  She runs the blood red nail of Her index finger up the underside of his cock then slowly wraps Her hand around it and strokes it a few times.  She tightens Her grip, tighter and tighter as the head expands and turns and even darker purple.  With Her free hand She captures the swollen head with Her fingernail, like 5, blood red claws, and moves Her hand first back and forth, then up and down...dragging them over the sensitive head.  The sensation was not pain, but one that he could not really even describe.  His body begins to shake and his hips push upward.  She release him and slaps both thighs hard, then drags Her nails up his thighs and takes hold of his cock in the same way again. Repeating Her actions but lets him know that he best not move again.  He groans, trembles, but somehow keeps from moving  as She continues to use Her nails on the head of his cock.

Finally She stops using the 5 fingers and uses just one, but it moves to his tiny slit and begins to run back and forth across it and finally ends with a hard flick of Her finger on the now ultra sensitive head.  Her actions bringing every nerve ending to life and then setting them on fire.  He takes a breath, his body weak, yet more excited then he can ever remember.  He gulps, moans and trembles as he feels Her run the head of his cock up Her slippery slit.  She guides his cock up and down Her, pulling and yanking it to place it where She wants it to bring Her pleasure and he realizes that he is just a toy for Her pleasure, but that he knows now that he does not wish to be any place else.

She releases his cock and turns around, taking hold of his rod once more She guides it inside Her and then sits down fully on top of it and begins to rock back and forth,  Her hands again begin to roam Her body, Her head falls back, eyes closed, mouth half open, sounds of ecstasy filling the room.  She rides as She brings Herself to multiple orgasms, yet able to read his body and stopping just short of his point of no return.  Finally She cums one last time, hard and panting as She collapses on top of him, his twitching cock still inside Her as Her muscles contract and release over and over again on him.  She drifts off to sleep on top of him, his cock throbbing with need inside Her, his need to take Her in his arms denied as was his orgasm.  He finally falls into a deep sleep, drained of energy but full of desire and need for release.

He wakes as She is sitting on his stomach, the heel of Her black spike pump pressing into his nipple as She attaches a simple yet elegant gold chain around Her ankle.  She smiles as She sees him waking and looking first at the heel, then the chain, and finally up into Her eyes.  He winces just slightly from the heel as it grinds into his nipple as She moves Her foot one way, then the other to admire the chain.  Then She runs Her finger over a small key hanging from the chain and smirks as She stands and places the stiletto on his cock, but the feeling is a dull thud and the sound was not from flesh..but from something else and he looks down to see the chastity device locked onto his cock.  She taps his aching balls with the toe of Her shoe, then lets a soft, yet evil laugh escape Her lips as She turns and walks out of the room.