Mason’s gentle as he strips Trina out of her clothing. Each stitch of her clothing lands in a heap on the ground right next to them. Once my assistant is completely naked, he begins to take off his clothes too. He looks over at me before doing anything else to make sure it’s okay.
“Mason, get on your knees in front of me.”
Mason’s quick to follow my orders, dropping to his knees.
Without responding or saying anything, I walk away from them to get my riding crop. It’s crucial for this first step in making Mason realize I own him.
I have my riding crop in my hand as I circle Mason’s aroused body. “Your safe word is red. You want to stop, you say red and everything stops. You got me?” I question.
“I won’t be punished?” He murmurs.
If I couldn’t see his hard dick sticking straight out, I would have thought he was scared. He wants to give me the control over his body. He wants to give himself to me. He wants me to take him to the sub space where I am the madam and he’s mine to do with however I want.
The power of this recognition is equally arousing and something else. Something more that I have never felt before. I want him to want me, but more than that- do I want him? Do I need him to want me like I want him?
Raul was nothing more to me than distraction and practicing for my new role as a domanatrix. Raul was practice for this exact moment with Mason.
I drag the crop down Mason’s spine resting it at his tailbone. “No, you will not be punished. You will only be punished if you don’t speak up to tell me how you feel. This relationship will only work if you are completely honest with me.”
His eyes are hazy with passion and lust. “Yes, madam.”
I reach to my back pocket of my outfit where I have something hidden. I’m hoping Mason’s aware of what he’s agreeing to because once he puts this on, he’s mine to do whatever I want with.
And more than that? I want him to want this as bad as I want it.
With the collar in my hand, the cool leather warms me, sending shivers of anticipation down my spine. “I need you to look at me,” I tell him.
His eyes meet mine with a burning passion. “From this moment on, you are mine to do with however I want.”
Mason looks nervous and excited all at the same time. It’s a fucking turn on to know he’s as into me as I am to him.
“Are you going to give me rules and all of that?” He blurts.
I pick up my hand, slapping him gently on the cheek. His eyes flare from the intensity of being smacked in the cheek. “You don’t ask questions unless you are given permission. From this moment on, everything you do, and all your pleasure will be for me. You will trust me from now on and give yourself to me. Do you understand?”
He nods.
“I want words. I want you to open your mouth and tell me you understand.”
“I understand,” he mumbles.
“From this moment on, you will call me ‘madam’ and Trina will be the only other woman you will have sex with. You will only have sex with her if I allow it. When you come, it’s me that is making you come. When you fuck her pussy with your tongue, it’s my pussy you’re fucking. When you fuck her ass, it’s my ass. Do you understand?”
“Yes.”
“How do you feel?” I question him trying to figure out if I have scared him off or not.
“Nervous. Turned on.”
I look over at Trina’s pink cheek-face and see she’s horny as ever. “Are you ready to test out the new dick?” I ask her.
“Yes, madam. I’m ready,” Trina answers with a spark in her eye.
“Good. Mason, you are to follow my instructions completely.”
“Yes, madam.”