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Turning the Tables (HoldTheDoor & Searching4shadows)

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Oct 23, 2016
Location
Australia
"Mistress, Your boy humbly requests the pleasure of Your compay tonight.
We need to talk..."

He said it. The phrase that noone wants to hear, 'We need to talk.' A thousand and one thoughts instantly bombarded the new domme's mind as she read the text from her submissive. An unexpected sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach caught her off guard. She would never admit it to anyone but she'd really grown fond of the man she called 'slave'. She had loved seeing his transformation from fence sitter to obedient submissive. She had loved introducing him to the lifestyle of which she cherished. But now it seemed that things were about to end. She leaned back on the couch and bringing a hand up to her forehead, she gently massaged her temples witn her thumb and index finger.

At least this time the split would be mutual. She thought back over the last couple of weeks. She had seen the slight changes that were taking place in him, and when she thought about it she had seen it coming. Unlike her first d's relationship. The man she called Master had shattered her dreams and broken her heart with a quick hand-written note, leaving her alone and wondering how it had all gone wrong. It was this event that had triggered her to seek out the dominant side of the lifestyle. To control the relationship to such an extent that she could never get so hurt or blindsided again.

Taking a deep breath she replied that she would meet with her sub at his place. Moving to the bathroom, she took a quick shower and dressed in more casual clothes than she would normally wear to meet with him. After choosing a white lace bra and panty set, her 5'9 frame slipped easily into the white and lilac sundress. She dismissed the usual heavy makeup for something more sedate, and brushed out her naturally straight brown shoulder length hair before donning a pair of white heels. If this was in fact the break up she was betting on, she wanted to be comfortable doing it.

The sun set softly over the hills to the west, and the drive to his place was quicker than normal, but to Rhonda it felt like a lifetime had passed. Slowly exiting the car and walking somberly up the driveway, she didn't even notice the familiar black GMC Terrain in the driveway. Tonight, she had other things on her mind, and mentally prepared herself for what was to come. Taking a deep breath, she straightened her dress and knocked gently on the door.
 
Zachary's hands shook as he sent the text. Was what he was doing right? Was it what he wanted? He knew deep in his heart that it was, yet the emotion that had grown between them didn't want his changing desires to upset the woman he had so fondly called Mistress. The change that had happened over the last few weeks had been a slow and subtle one, but by the time it had reached its crescendo it was undeniable. He wasn't a sub anymore, no deep down inside he was a Dom. Jordan had showed him that side of him, unlocked the potential that had been hidden inside of him. Taught him that the feel of a woman's body beneath him as he took what he wanted, what he was owed, was the greatest pleasure he could receive.

He'd only met Jordan a few short weeks ago, but their time together had been explosive to say the least. Zachary had placed the advert looking for a roommate, the previous tenant having moved out with the shortest notice. He had to take whoever applied, and it had been Jordan that had applied first. A months advance placed in hand and the keys had been his, what Zachary hadn't banked on was the two of them being participants in the lifestyle, even it was at opposite ends of the spectrum. After one night of listening intently to the noises coming from Jordan's room, Zachary knew he had to mention something to Jordan. The conversation had been a long one, eventually reaching a point where Zachary confided in Jordan the name of his Mistress and that he was a sub. The look in Jordan's eyes had been a strange one, like there was some form of fond memory he was experiencing, yet he mentioned nothing so Zachary had let it go.

Over the next two weeks however Jordan had done everything he could to make sure Zachary progressed from listening through the wall, to watching Jordan in action, the seeds of doubt over whether he was truly a sub firmly planted in Zachary's mind. Jordan did all he could to encourage those seeds to take root and grow in the mindset that had led Zachary to this moment, the moment where he ended it with the woman he called Mistress, and offer her a very different arrangement.

"Please come in." He said as he opened the door, smiling at her with a melancholy smile. He couldn't pretend, and he was a shit liar. "Thank you for coming tonight. We need to talk, and I know this wont be easy but please don't make it harder than it needs to be." Zachary said, exactly as he had practised with Jordan who was waiting behind his door.

"I can't lie to you anymore. In my heart I know it, but I'm not a sub anymore. It wasn't all a lie. I truly was a sub when I first met you, but something has changed in me. Someone has changed me and I know now that I seek to assert my control, rather than be controlled." Zach said, the room filled with deadly silence. "Say something Rhonda, please say something. I still feel for you, just in a different way than I did." Zach continued. He needed to make sure she didn't leave, the whole plan depended on her dropping her guard for him.
 
As Zachary poured out his heart to Rhonda, she couldn't help but become sentimental. He really had been a light for her at the end of a very dark time. He had been there for him when ne needed her most. He had tended to her every need, and n ow she couldn't even think of life any other way. Even though she knew that this was the right time to end it, she didn't want to let him go.

As his words seemed to wash over her, she sensed something new about him. A new confidence that came from being dominant, natutally dominant. His stance was different, his gaze was different, even the way he spoke was different. He really was a dom.

"...please don't make it harder than it needs to be." The line itself confused Rhonda, her instincts telling her that something other than a breakup was coming, but she pushed the thought aside, thinking that she was over-thinking things. When Zachary mentioned 'someone' else, she stiffened slightly. The reason her first d's relationship had ended was because of 'someone else'.

As Zachary pleaded with her, she looked deep into his eyes. She softened as she saw the way he looked at her. She could sense that he really didn't want to hurt her, but at the same time he needed to be true to who he was. Who he had discovered he was. Rhonda gently reached out and took his hands in hers. "It's ok Zach," she said, using his nickname for the first time, "I get it. I-I do. I understand. You can't hide who you are, and you can't go on serving me out of obligation."

She squeezed his hands gently. "I can't say I'm not going to miss you," she winked.
 
As she winked at him he sensed something was keeping her here, that he was keeping her here. Yet he also knew the look in her eye, he had seen it many times before when she had happened upon something new to try with him. It was intrigue that kept her in her seat, and that was to be his greatest weapon against her as he attempted what he was about to attempted.

"Well then stay. Why miss me when we can explore this together. You've been a sub before haven't you? Why not be one again?" He asked, the excitement laced in the power of his voice. As he spoke he stood, her hand still over his. Yet now there was a very different feel to this, the way his tall 6'3" frame towered over hers. The muscle that she had stroked so recently, now rippled under the surface of his shirt as if inspired by a new purpose. His body clearly equipped to deliver the more physical side of a Doms relationship with his sub.

Behind Rhonda stood Jordan, the door to his room was now open as he watched proceedings with a smile on his face. He nodded his approval to Zach as he continued to stare deep into his former mistresses eyes, a fiery lust for her still there even if it was coming from a different position than it had prior. Zach exchanged a quick look with Jordan, the message was clear stay out of sight for a just a few more moments. He was sure with a little more pushing, he would have Rhonda exactly where they both wanted her.

"Please Rhonda, I don't want to lose what we have. But I know you can tell from looking at me that I'll never kneel for a woman again. What's it to be Rhonda?" Zach asked, his voice shaking slightly. His body on edge knowing that this moment had everything he held dear hung in the balance.
 
Rhonda's mouth opened slightly and she couldn't help but look away as she near gasped in shock. This she was not expecting. As Zachary's offer hung in the air, she thought she sensed someone behind her. That somehow the whole room had suddenly turned electric. But she again, cast the thought aside as Zachary continued his speech. Her heart yearned for the offer. Zach really was a great guy. He was funny, he was kind, but most of all he had a good heart. She knew that a sub would be safe with him. But could she hand herself over to another dom.

She closed her eyes gently as she fought off the tears. Memories of her and Zach flooded her mind's eye. They had laughed together, cried together, and connected more deeply than any other normal couple would. How could she let that go? She wanted to, oh how she wanted to be his. To be held in his arms and to know that all her needs would be taken care of. To serve him, just as passionately as he had served her. To know that she was loved and cared for.

But as she tried to imagine herself as Zachary's sub, she thought back to the last time she subbed for a dom. All the hurt, all the anger, all the anguish, from when it ended were just too much for Rhonda, and she took a deep breath. When she opened her eyes, she had made her decision. She would not allow herself to be put in that position of vulnerability again, for any man. A single tear rolled down her cheek as she steeled her gaze. "I'm sorry, Zach," she said quietly, her voice tinged with emotion. "I just can't."

She leaned up and quickly kissed him on the lips, as she made to move towards the door.
 
Zach new what decision she had made before she had even raised her head to speak. In their time together she had briefly spoken of her time as a sub, of the way she been treat like nothing more than a toy and then had been thrown away like she was worthless. He knew she had vowed to never be made to feel like that again, the idea of her being a sub and all the vulnerability that came was always going to be a scenario she couldn't allow. At least not now, having had so little an amount of time to think about it, so soon after having to process that the their own relationship as Domme and sub was over.

He barely heard her words, they mattered little as they reached the climax of his and Jordan's plan. Rhonda had gotten far to use to the amount of control and choice she had in matters over her time with Zach. Just as one chapter of her life was being closed, Zach and Jordan were going to open a new chapter for her. He kissed her back, but this time with a ferocity that she had never experienced in his behalf before. His strong hands grasped her shoulders and pushed her back down on to the couch that she had been sat on before she had tried to get to the front door. He kissed her passionately as he held her there, yet there was a fierceness to his kiss. In the past it had been her leading the embrace between their lips, yet now there was no denying that it was he who was leading her.

"I'm sorry Rhonda, but you won't be leaving just yet. There is so much more for you to experience before you leave this place." Zach said, a knowing look in his eyes as he looked up and nodded at his roommate. Jordan had divulged his secret a week ago, he was the ex that had turned Rhonda from a sub to a Domme. Once Jordan had realised who Zach was living the lifestyle with, he had made sure to awaken the Dom side of Zach and put in place the plan to bring Rhonda here like this.

"Rhonda, it's been a long time. But it's time you were put back where you belong. I know what you are at heart and it didn't take long for Zach to see it too." Jordan said as he stepped into the room from behind Rhonda. As he approached her from behind he leaned down and put his mouth next to her ear.

"I'm going to take back what's mine. One hole at a time, one pleasure filled scream at a time." Jordan whispered into her ear for only her to hear. His hot breath against her ear as he leaned back up. Jordan was equally as tall as Zach, if not a little taller. Though he what he had extra in height he lacked in bulk. He waited with baited breath for Rhonda to react, her path to the door clearly blocked now.
 
Even more shocked by what Zach had said, Rhonda allowed herself to be pushed back onto the couch. She knew that Zachary desired her, and that when he desired something he did everything he could to get it. It was that tenacity that attracted her to him, and although she knew it would only get stronger in his new role, she herself believed that she had enough endurance to outlast him. She would remove herself from the situation and let him down as gently as she could.

But her cleverly thought out plan shattered into a million pieces as she heard the familiar voice behind her. She glared up at Zachary, rage setting into her senses as she heard Jordan moving closely behind her. To Rhonda, it was as if the devil himself had made himself known. She shuddered in anger as she heard him describe his plans to put her back in her rightful place. And as he whispered in her ear, her body had an entirely different reaction. She instantly felt her nipples harden under her clothes, her ears tingling sending vibrations through her body, her pussy pulsing with pleasure. She hadn't even laid eyes upon him yet.

She gasped in shock as her own body betrayed her. "No!" she cried out desperately, as much denying her ex's statement as much as commanding her body to calm itself. She immediately stood up wanting to be as far away from the evil voice as possible, but quickly realised she was hemmed in as Zachary blocked her path. "Let me go Zachary, or so help me god- I'll make you wish you had never been born!" she seethed angrily in a runalong sentence, in a tone that she had never used before in front of either of them. She was angry, and she was scared, and she was ready to fight her way out.
 
Zach was unmoved by her seething tone, she could protest as much as she wanted but he knew her. He knew how to read her body and read her reactions, somewhere in her mind she wanted to explore this situation. It was fear, and a little bit of pride that had her reacting as angrily as she was. It was as Zach's eyes observed her body, having never of seen her in this kind of anger, that he noticed something that even Rhonda couldn't deny. She was wearing the wrong kind of clothes if she was hoping to hide the way her body had reacted to whatever words had been said in her ear. Her nipples were clear for him to see, rising against the dress she wore as if they were desperate to reach his lips. What he would of given to take them in his mouth and treat them to a pleasure they hadn't yet know, but he knew there would be a time and a place for that.

"Rhonda, calm down. He isn't the same guy that left you. He has changed, all he wants is a chance to get back the good bits of what you guys had. He's even expressed how he wants me and him to do this together, so that I'm always here to make sure nothing gets out of hand. So that I'm here to make sure that so long as you do as you're told you're well looked after." Zach said, as he stepped towards her. Taking hold of her hands, he placed them behind her back and held them with one hand his strong grip not giving her any chance to move them.

"Please baby, don't fight this. I just want to make your body squirm beneath mine. I know you want it too, I can feel your nipples against my chest now. Just imagine how good it would be if there was no clothes between us." Zach whispered into her ear the same way Jordan had done as he pressed his form against hers.

"That's right Rhonda. Let this happen. When we first met you always said you'd love to become two guys plaything. Well I never forgot what you said and I'm here to make it happen." Jordan whispered into her other ear as he pressed his body against the back of her, his bulge pressing up against her in a way that was going to be all too familiar.
 
Rhonda struggled as Zachary captured and held her hands behind her back. She couldn't believe this was happening. She refused to believe this was happening. She tried to convince herself that this was all some bad dream that had manifested itself from eating too much chocolate. But as she felt the muscled abdomen against her breasts, and the very real, very familiar bulge pressing against her, she couldn't deny it. Her body continued to respond as the two doms worked her body into a frenzy. They knew her strengths, they knew her weaknesses, they knew what involuntarily turned her body to jelly and now they were using it against her. "No...no..." she pleaded, willing this to all go away, shaking her head slightly, trying to stop them.

"I don't want this..." Tears built up in Rhonda's eyes as the struggle between her body and her mind waged on. She desperately tried to cling onto any shred of resistance she had left, her mind gently reminding her of all the pain she had endured the first time. All the heartache. All the anguish. The amount of time it took to get over Jordan the first time and move on with her life. But her body screamed to life at the prospect of serving two Masters, and Zachary's words at how Jordan had changed rung like a clanging cymbal in her ears. Her heart yearned for all the lovely words of Zachary's to be true. Could she really become....wait...no....she was a domme....she had worked long and hard to get to this position. It had taken much soul searching and she had vowed never to be any man's possession.

With one last attempt at resistance, she gathered her courage and shook her head again slightly. She steeled her reserve, and slowly raised her knee to rest on Zachary's groin. "I'm a domme..." she quietly declared. "I will be no man's 'plaything'".
 
As the the two Doms watched the internal struggle inside Rhonda play out across her face, they couldn't hide their enjoyment at seeing her in this state. For Jordan it was something he had seen a few times before but for Zachary, seeing Rhonda in this state was a very new and thrilling experience. As if responding to the cues from her body Zachary pressed his advantage, pushing her backwards as Jordan followed behind her. He pushed her back until the back of her foot hit the couch that she had been sat on, Jordan having moved to the side to allow her to fall back against the couch.

"Give in Rhonda. Say what you want, but your body gives away your true intentions. Your true inclinations. I can see it in your eyes you'd love nothing more than to be fucked into this couch, happy in the knowledge you were pleasing your two Masters. You can't live that lifestyle of a number of years and then flick it off like a switch." Zach said as Jordan smiled as he knelt next her to her on the couch. The two men towering over her as Zach reached forward and placed his large hand over her left breast, squeezing firmly.

"I can tell by the way your heart is beating that this thrills you. Deep down in your heart you long to give yourself to your master. Your mind is just scared of what could happen. Don't think about that, think about the opportunity in front of you and just how much pleasure this can give you." Zach said as his knuckles took her perfectly erect nipple between them, squeezing gently at the sensitive bud. His eyes were alive with a passion and a lust that she had never seen before.
 
A high-pitched "No!" escaped Rhonda as she fell backward onto the couch. She felt herself bounce slightly against the couch cushions and in that moment she wished she'd worn a different bra. As the two doms towered over her she suddenly felt very small, aiding the submissive tendencies she was desperately trying to deny both to herself and to Zachary and Jordan.

As Zachary leaned over and grasped hold of her breast, she couldn't help but gasp. She may as well have not been wearing clothes for all the good it did her. He was quickly able to locate her nipple even through the fabric of both her dress and bra and as he grasped her nipple she turned away, internally fighting off every desire to succumb. But as she turned she found herself staring into the deep piercing eyes of her ex lover. She saw the familiar predatory look in his eyes and it made her insides melt even more so. If she were completely honest to herself, she had missed this way he once looked at her. But then he'd ruined it. He'd left her for another woman. But even as she thought of these things, her mind repeated Zachary's words to her and it brought her back to reality: "Your mind is just scared of what could happen. Don't think about that, think about the opportunity in front of you and just how much pleasure this can give you."

Rhonda closed her eyes as her bottom lip trembled. As much as she wanted to deny it. She had just allowed Zach to grasp her breast...and she didn't resist. She really did trust him. It was Jordan she didn't trust. But if Zach was there....how bad would it really be to give herself over for one night? To enjoy all the thrills that being a submissive could bring. And in the morning, she'd go home and move on with her life.

She slowly opened her eyes and gazed up at Zachary. "O-o.k...." she whispered.
 
As Rhonda looked up into Zach's eyes, Zach saw something he had never seen in Rhonda before. She was resigning herself to her fate, she was submitting. It was one of the most moving things he had ever seen. As new to this as he was he had his doubts as to whether it was really going to work, Jordan had reassured him with his experience and the fact that he and Rhonda had been here before. Now Zach believed it too, tonight was going to be one of the best experiences of his life and he was going to make sure he enjoyed it to the best of his ability.

"That's a good girl." Zach whispered, looking deep into her eyes. He couldn't think of anyone he would rather make this journey with but now they were going to fulfill very different roles and he wanted to establish his dominance as early as he could. His other hand reached down, taking her right breast the same way he had taken her left breast. Now both hands had a firm hold of her breasts, he could feel her heart racing beneath her skin as he took her right nipple in the grasp of his knuckles and applied some pressure to it.

"You like that baby? You want some more?" Zach teased, his voice taking on a patronising tone that she was unlikely to of ever heard before. As he mocked her his knuckles got tighter around her sensitive buds, squeezing them harder and harder as he enjoyed watching her reaction. Once he could feel the blood pulsing inside of them, throbbing painfully under his grip he let go. Almost as soon as he let go, he pulled her up from the couch with a firm grip, making her stand a couple of feet away from the couch.

"You're going to do as your told, do you understand?" Zach spoke as he looked down into her eyes, the height difference making his dominance seem like it was destined to happen. "Jordan tells me you can do quite the tease when you want to. Well I want you to show me. I want you to strip for us, to show me a side to your body I've yet to see. When you've done that, I want you to kneel before us and unzip our trousers and show us why you think you deserve the best night of your life." Zach spoke, his voice filled with authority. The tone commanding in a way she had never heard before.

Zach and Jordan sat down on the couch, both of their eyes burning with lust as they waited for her to do as she was told.
 
Rhonda took in a sharp intake of breath as Zach gripped her breast and locked her nipple in between the knuckle as he had the first one. Needle-like pain erupted from both breasts as his grip tightened and she felt her back arch involuntarily under his touch. She cried out as the intense pain turned to intense pleasure, her breathing now ragged from the ordeal. His teasing words, sent flames to her cheeks and volts down to her now pulsing pussy, as the humiliation spurred her toward a very quick orgasm, but were cut short as he let go. On shaky feet she stood before them, resisting the urge to finish herself off then and there.

Familiar feelings of uncertainty and apprehension arose in Rhonda as Zachary laid down the law. She had gotten so used to giving the orders that it took her a few moments to adjust. In that moment, she remembered back to when her and Zach had first started. Some of the very same words and phrases she had used on him to establish control. Which made this moment that much more meaningful, because to Rhonda, Zachary was expressing himself that much more clearly and assertively than she had that first time. And it stung slightly. As Zach spoke of her time as a sub as if it were common knowledge, she glared at Jordan. It had taken her months to feel that comfortable with her own body, to strip in front of someone, let alone teasingly. She knew what Jordan's tactic was. Being the one truly orchestrating this whole event, he was raising the bar, setting the challenge. It was his style and technique that he had obviously taught Zach. It was then that Rhonda realised this little friendship they'd developed had been going on a lot longer than she'd first suspected.

As her doms sat down before her, she turned her back to them, mostly to gather her strength and courage. There was no way she was going to allow Zach the opportunity to punish her in the first five minutes, particularly if Jordan had taught him his punishment style too. She willed her hands to stop shaking, and when she was convinced she'd settled them as much as she could, she crossed her arms around her waist, and using her fingertips slowly gathered the skirt of her dress, raising the hem above her knees to her thighs. Taking the gathered material she slowly raised her arms, revealing her stark white lace panties, before jutting her left hip out and tossing the discarded dress to her right.

She stood for a moment, sensing the dominant eyes behind her run their gaze over her shapely figure. As she got into the swing of things, she turned her head to the side, run her fingers through her hair, then shook out her hair arching her back. She crossed her arms over her waist again, but this time ran her fingertips over the skin at her sides before bringing them up to her bra covered breasts, uncrossing them giving her breasts a quick squeeze. Her hands then travelled down her sides and down to her ass cheeks, before moving up her back to her bra clasp. With a practised flick of the wrist the clasp sprung free. Catching the bra with her arms she quickly turned around, lowered the straps and unceremoniously dropped the bra to the floor, her hardened nipples and engorged areolas now proudly on display. For her final act, Rhonda slowly shimmied out of her panties dropping them to the floor also.

Before she lost her nerve, never being too comfortable with her nakedness, she quickly but gracefully lowered herself to her knees and slowly unbuttoned and unzipped her new doms, placing a gentle hand over each man's groin when she was done. "So who's first?"
 
Zach doubted he had ever seen anything as satisfying as watching Rhonda accept her fate and do as she was told. It was a power that up until a few months ago he never realised he had, to use it so efficiently on the woman who use to wield the same power over him was enough to have his cock harder than it had ever been before. If it wasn't already at full attention, Rhonda's striptease was enough to coax the last of his blood to fill his shaft till it was throbbing with desire and lust for her body. The way she had lifted and discarded the dress she wore, it was as if she was throwing away the facade of dominant Rhonda, as if she was giving herself fully to the lifestyle that she use to enjoy so much.

If there was any doubt as to how this was making Rhonda feel, that doubt was dispelled as she removed her bra with the simplest flick of her wrist. Her engorged nipples, throbbing seemingly as hard as his cock, protruded from her perfect areolas as if reaching for his mouth. They would get what was coming to them in due time, but first there was more pressing things to be taken care of. As she removed her panties in the least revealing way she could, Zach was hit by the smell of her arousal. He knew the smell well, after all they had frequented each other's beds for the last few months. She was enjoying this more than she was letting on, as the realisation came to Zach he couldn't help but smile.

As she knelt and unzipped them in a hurried manner, questioning which of her Dom's she should service first, Jordan looked at Zach.

"This is you're girl now Zach, you're calling the shots." Jordan said reassuringly. It was the all the reassurance Zach needed as he looked down at Rhonda with a smile every bit as lewd as what he was about to command of her.

"I'll be going first Rhonda." Zach said as he ran a hand through Rhondas hair now it was let down. His hand gathering it up so it was out of her way, his grip tight enough to direct her but not enough to hurt her yet. "I want you to suck my cock like you've never sucked it before. Show me how grateful you are to able to serve this cock. Jordan tells me you've been hiding you true skill in this area from me. I want your best today, none of that teasing bullshit you use to do when you were the Dom." Zach commanded. His voice wasn't harsh, it didn't need to be. The power in his voice spoke for itself, it was as if he had always been destined for being in control, it had just taken him a different route than Jordan to realise it.

He looked down at her with eyes smouldering with lust, waiting for her to do as she was told. His hand flexed in her hair reminding her of the control he could exert over her, if she made it necessary for him to do so.
 
Rhonda looked at Jordan slightly confused when he answered first. This was something she had never seen in him before. An act of selflessness. He had allowed Zach to choose who she pleasured first. This threw her but only for a moment, as she was quickly brought back to her focus when Zach's hands reached up and gently gathered her hair. She had always loved his soft yet firm touch when it came to her hair, and she knew an act like this could only mean one thing, he wanted her completely exposed to his gaze. She knew there'd be no hiding behind her hair tonight.

She suppressed a gasp as he revealed more of the conversations they'd had about her. Was nothing sacred?! There was a reason Rhonda had kept her oral skills somewhat hidden from her sub. Apart from the fact that in only teasing him she was able to practice tease and denial with him, but also, the way she had serviced Jordan as a sub...it was messy, it was undignified, and that's not a part of her she'd wanted to reveal. For once she wanted to be stylish, elegant, and she'd worked hard to achieve that. And in one fell swoop it was taken away from her.

Licking her lips slightly, she slowly lowered her soft mouth onto Zach's rock hard cock. Even she had to admit that it was harder than she'd ever seen it. Her lips softly wrapped around his head as she took one hand and placed it firmly around the base, the other reached under and gently stroked the skin around his sack. She started off slowly as she guided her tongue over every inch of his head, slowly increasing pressure and depth. Inch by inch she lowered herself onto his cock with each downward stroke, completely focused on her task.

She tried to prepare herself for what was coming next, compelling herself to relax both physically and mentally. She paused just for a second, and took the time to look up into his eyes, her mouth still full with his meaty head. Not completely subservient yet, she cheekily winked at him before quickly removing her hands from his touch, and in one quick movement she deepthroated him, making his full length disappear from sight, her nose resting gently in his groin. She held it just for a second before releasing it just as quickly.

She quickly moved her hand back to his head and stroked it as she regained her breath. She blushed, embarrassed as she imagined how she must look, saliva pooling at the corners of her mouth, her eyes glassy from the pressure. But this was what he wanted and she'd given it to him.
 
Even though he had been her sub, Zach had still enjoyed some intense pleasure at the hands of Rhonda. She hadn't been a cruel mistress, seeking only to pleasure herself. When he had performed admirably or had done exactly as he had been told, she had rewarded him with pleasure the likes of which he had never felt before. Even after that however, he was ill equipped to deal with the full repertoire of Rhonda's skill.

The hand in her hair had been a good move, he wouldn't of wanted to miss viewing what was about to happen. She had started as she always had done, the first part was something he had grown use to. Her skilled tongue swirling around the top of his cock, teasing at his head and increasing the pressure against his head as she played with his sack and the base of his cock. Zach moaned as she pleasures him, his hand gripping more tightly whenever the pleasure spiked higher than usual. As she continued to swirl around the head of his cock and fondle his sack, Zach couldn't help but feel like she was about to lift off and leave him frustrated. He cleared his head of everything that she use to do, and filled it with desire for her new role at his feet.

Then she rocked his world, her hand moving from the base of his cock should of been warning enough, the way her eyes locked with his made her intentions clear however. It all happened in the blink of an eye, but she kept her eyes on him the whole time as she opened her thrust and pushed herself all the way down his shaft taking his to the base as her nose pressed against his groin. Zach groaned loudly, not once had a woman ever taken his cock in her mouth like Rhonda was doing right now.

"Ohh my fucking god! That's a good girl take that cock to the back of your throat." Zach moaned as his eyes never left hers. The look between them captured all of their love and affection for one another, the trust they had and the desire for each other's body. There was something different about it this time though, in her eyes was servitude, seeing it made Zach's cock throb as she slowly pulled up his shaft again. Zach could see the saliva pooling around the corners of her mouth, her gag reflex whilst not activated was still trying to lubricate her throat accordingly.

"Don't you dare swallow that down. Spit it on my cock and do it again. I want to feel my cock fucking your throat." Zach commanded, his voice deep and full of lust for her.

Jordan had begun to stroke his cock as he watched Rhonda deepthroat Zach's cock. As Zach noticed he took hold of one of Rhonda's hands and placed it on Jordan's cock.

"Rhonda surely you wouldn't let one of your Dom's stroke his own cock when you are here to do it for him? I'd consider it an insult if you did." Zach said in a almost mocking voice. He could see it in Rhonda's face that whilst she hated being back in this position, it gave her a thrill that she had almost forgotten about.
 
Zach's reaction was exactly what Rhonda was hoping to elicit from him and it was the very reason she kept going. Even if it was just for the night she wanted to please him, in the same fashion in which he had pleased her. There were so many times in their relationship where she tried to convey this, but she felt that whatever she had said or done hadn't quite measured up. Now she had the chance to convey her deepest sentiments, and they had finally hit the mark.

Just as he requested, she leaned up and gathering the pent up saliva with her tongue she spat on his cock, with all the indelicacy of a common slut. She immediately regretted what she had done, and chided herself for continuing to do what he commanded of her. But she couldn't help herself. She couldn't deny the sensations this was providing her. And it scared her slightly.

Pushing the fear and his teasing aside, she went down on him again, this time holding him in place while her gag reflexes tensed around him. In this moment, as she struggled to focus, she reached out and took hold of Jordan's dick, pumping it lightly with her hand, unable to look either one of them in the eye. Her mental barriers were starting to rise again, and she fought them back down, telling herself it was just for one night.
 
As Rhonda took hold of Jordan's cock in a a grip that had a long lost familiarity about it, Jordan couldn't help but moan softly as she began to pump her talented hand up and down his shaft. Zach continued to groan loudly as she took as much of his cock in her mouth and throat as she could manage. The lewd gagging noises she made were pleasuring Zach as much as the way her throat clenched around him, coating his shaft in its warm and wet embrace.

Zach's hips began to buck, his shaft fucking in and out of her throat whilst he kept her gaze with his own. There was something irresistible about the way Rhonda looked up at him whilst his cock speed in and out of her mouth. It was moments like this that made Zach realise the world he had been missing out on, the sweet pleasure of a woman's servitude a world that Zach was only just entering.

Keeping his firm grip in her hair, Zach slowly pulled Rhonda's lips from around his cock. His shaft glistened with her saliva as he felt the air in the room surround his now exposed cock. Leaning forward till his mouth was next to her ear, Zach started to whisper.

"I'm going to fuck you like I've never fucked you before." He whispered into Rhonda's ear, his voice sounded threatening in the most erotic way possible. Letting go of her hair as he rose from the couch, Zach positioned himself behind her kneeling body. Taking hold of her with strong arms he lifted her up and on to the couch, resting her knees on the seat of the couch as her arms naturally rested against the back of the couch. His hand fell lightly, impacting against her ass with a small slapping sound. Grabbing the base of his fully engorged cock, Zach stepped forward and rubbed his bulbous head against her slit. The lubrication from her throat being spread around her hole as he pushed the tip against her folds.

As he watched Zach penetrate Rhonda for the first time in his new role, Jordan stood and walked behind the couch. With the low back of the couch he could see everything that was happening. As if sensing his intentions Zach leaned forward and took hold of Rhonda's hair pulling her up and against his chest.

"I want to see your face as I stretch you out, then you're going to suck his cock like a good girl. You understand me!" Zach demanded, his voice not cruel but it left no room to manoeuvre. Zach started to pump his hips, seeking to push his entire shaft inside of her as he held her body against his own.
 
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