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You Mess with the Bull... (TGG x Voodoo)

TGG

Absolute
Joined
Feb 12, 2018
Location
California, USA
Maxine Vargas

A name that many in the BDSM community had written off for the sake of Nepotism, as everyone knew that she was only in the brand of "Familiar Fun" for the sake of the chase. Her mother, on the other hand, was a well respected, and often times was sought out as the main woman for the ideal experience when it came to the Umbra Club. Like the name was aptly applied, most of their activities and goings-on happened at night, or within the shadowy confines of the underground. While her traditions spanned from discretion and word-of-mouth, the technology and ways of speech were advanced beyond the decades that the community were left in the dark, despite the constant news and streaming ideas being bounced off of one and the other.

Maxine, on the other hand, understood the way things were changing. Even for her twenty-first, and juggling with coaching and keeping up with the Club's interests, had figured out that things needed to be changed. Aside from being in a world filled with the weak and fat, she believed wholeheartedly that the sexual world was set to be dominated by the strong and sexually hungry. The website set up in the Clubs name was hardly discrete, nor was the delivery in its structure and means of getting things done. An application process was handled, specifically in the name of the mother of everyone known only as Mistress. Maxine's mother, or rather her known alias for handling business properly. The young fitness-dominant nut had a plan prepared, well in kind for the slightly obscure search for "Bulls".

Anyone with a cohesive thought could have understood the invitation well enough, as the small-time city surrounding the shadows had pelted the rumor mill with the Umbra Club's members as they searched around for the proper man to fill in the role. Soon enough, with enough time and effort, one of the recruiters had brought Maxine's attention to the name of someone with the username that no one could hardly pronounce without the efforts being met with a struggling mindset. With the resume that the supposed Bull had to offer, Maxine would have been a fool to ignore the call. For the sake of her mother and everyone rooting for her to fail, she went to the man's home with the intent of convincing him to join their lovely community of safewords and taboo sexual cravings. The next thing the young woman knew, she stood in front of the door to his home, though had issues with simply reaching the doorbell, as her simple five-foot two inches of hardbody was unable to properly ring the doorbell without hopping slightly. She cleared her throat and turned to the black SUV behind her parked on the curb just a distance away, before she adjusted the hem of her skin-tight tank top, the Club's logo plainly against the fabric on her chest as she waited for the door to open.
 
Adawale Azikiwe

Over the last few years, things had finally gotten better for the man known Adewale Azikiwe. After sustaining an injury in a boxing match and having to retire from it all together the man who had come from nothing living in Africa to being one of the top boxers in America had to restart his life again and find his new calling.

A friend named Christopher Puma had introduced him into the dark, dingy world of BDSM and all of the pleasures that could come along with it and in that time Adewale had become known by the community as Moose. He had established himself as a very powerful Bull who was able to put anyone in their place. Moose was internationally known as the Unbreakable but many people tried to break him unsuccessfully yet it never stopped others from trying.

After dominating through Europe he made his way to America having heard of one club that was known as the one to have the hardest people to break as well as having the most legendary name in the BDSM community the woman known as Mistress. This was the woman he had wanted to meet, to pick her brain on all of the knowledge she had. He had requested this meeting a week ago through mutual friends of the Mistress' however, she had yet to get back to him.

Adewale had just sat down to eat before he went to the gym to work out since exercise and keeping it Adonis-like state was the only other thing he cared about other than dominating others. As he brought a large forkful of rare bloody steak to his mouth he heard the doorbell of his home being rang. "Shit" he mumbled to himself as he stood up making his way through his home towards the front door. The six foot six two hundred and twenty-pound man opened the door to find a young woman standing there. The thirty yeard old man stood smiling as he saw that this muscular woman had the symbol of Mistress' club The Umbra Club standing outside of his door. "How can I help you miss," he asked his thick African accent distorting his words slightly but the gruff and heaviness to his voice showing he was amused by the visit.
 
Maxine wasn't a stranger of in-house visits, as the moment came and went before the ideal time to approach the man's home was something to be desired. She stood in silence as the seconds behind her doorbell ringing was met with the humming of a tune she remembered to distract herself with in the moment. She would turn around slightly again, just in time to hear the door open and reveal the man behind it with the accompanying voice of worthiness. The blonde's eyebrows rose as she took a quickstep back and nearly flinched upon seeing him in person, the man having been known as Moose finally made himself known.

"Right. You can help me, by helping yourself, Mr. Azi.. Azk--Azwi... Azikiwe." Maxine stammered a little, half partly due to the difficulty in having only read his name. The second part, was a result of her own finely tuned British accent touching her words. She stood firm after a moment, hands on her hips as she tried her best not to simply stare at the man's body through his shirt. She had to almost blink away the sight and attempted to focus solely on his facial features, which proved just as troublesome. His features were dangerously handsome, and only allowed her a secondary thought process. "I'm Maximum. Otherwise known as the daughter of the Mistress around these parts. I trust you know who that is, and why I am here." A devious smirk would stretch across her lips as she peered around him and into his home.

Maxine stepped a bit further, her neck having craned to see what was going on, as the scent of meat touched her nose. "Is that... steak? You're cooking steak? At four in the afternoon. That's odd, I will admit." She would chuckle in a brief assessment and pushed her way into the man's home with a sense of exploration that needed to be sated. Her sneakers squeaked against the tiling of his floor, the usual ensemble that the recruiters and off-duty consisting of the fitness instructors of their cover studios, that also carried to the interior of their homes. Adawale's was different, which proved that something else was amiss with his presentation. Either that, or he was truly the man her mother sent after.

"Well... not much time to be wasted, 'Moose'. Gather your things soon, and we'll get you situated at the corporation's place. I trust you received the letters and emails from Mistress?" She asked, as she walked back towards the front of the man's home and gave him a firm pat on the backside as she passed. "Ten minutes, and I expect you to be in the truck. No dallying about..." Maxine stepped out, and walked back up to the path leading to the large vehicle that had been parked.
 
"Azikiwe," he said helping her pronounce his last name. For most people, it was a difficult name for most to pronounce since it dated back to the old tribes of Africa which meant full of Vigor. At one time Adewale's ancestors had been the chief of a powerful African Warrior tribe. "Oh, and how is it that I am supposed to help myself Miss," he said since she hadn't officially stated her name yet to him. Just began talking about how he could help her by helping himself.

"Ah, you're the daughter of Mistress," Adewale said curiously "Anyone in our community knows of Mistress she's one of the most legendary Doms in the world" though before he could say anything though Maxine had made her way into his home, making herself at home inside of his building. "To keep the body that I have I eat a lot of meat before going to the gym," Adewale said honestly as his hands went to his hips.

"You are quite bossy trying to overcompensate for something," he said with a chuckle deep hearty chuckle "Actually now I haven't been on the computer yet. I was going to go to the gym then come home and check my emails but if Mistress requests my presence who am I to turn her down" he asked "You can call me Adewale for now" as he said this he looked up and down this beautiful woman's body admiring every single curve of her body as well as the lines of her toned body. Adewale was currently wearing a very form fitting sleeved shirt. But this wouldn't work and so he walked to his bedroom grabbing a sleeveless tank and as he walked out of the house he began changing his shirt seeing the woman in her black SUV. This would be the first time she would be able to see just how well defined and chiseled his abdomen was as he took the form-fitting t-shirt off and replaced it with a sleeveless tank-top.

Making his way over to the SUV he opened the passenger side door and slid into the leather seat so where he was sitting right next to Maxine. "Since I have been unable to actually read my emails today can you possibly inform me exactly what this meeting is about. I requested a meeting with Mistress to pick her brain of all the knowledge she has amassed over her years as the top female Dom in the world." As he said this he knew that Maxine would know this being the daughter of Mistress but he had to say it because honestly, it was one of his biggest dreams coming true.
 
Maxine sat back in the SUV with no real attention going anywhere. Her mind had been set on learning about him, which was something that was already being taken care of. Her intentions were hidden and her plans were being set in motion from the simple act of meeting Adewale to begin with. An event that she would remember for some time, considering the walk over to the vehicle was all she needed to see. She avoided gawking or eyeing him down too hard, before the man hopped in on the passenger's side. She wasn't planning to focus on any questions of his, but the comment about her overcompensating and the less-than-stellar deduction of being the Mistress's daughter rubbed her the wrong way. A scowl came over her as she put the large vehicle in drive and worked the truck from the curb.

"You have been chosen for selection. A special kind that involves your particular... breed to be specialized for our purposes. But... I got something special planned for now. You, my weirdly handsome and giant friend... are going to working for me." She'd explain, as she worked the large vehicle through the lanes on the street, and eventually went along with the flow of traffic when it was slow enough to keep the conversation going properly. "Since you know mother is the best Dominant woman in the world, I expect the same level of respect and courtesy that you would show Mistress. Understood?" Maxine asked him, and occasionally looked in his direction. It was mainly just to get a look at him properly, but she found herself ogling him more than anything else.
 
After getting into the SUV Adewale immediately reached around grabbing the seatbelt beside him and buckled himself in. This trip would be an interesting one, that he could already tell just by the way she acted before speaking. This man was no pushover something that anyone who messed with him would easily find out. Seeing her scowling he spoke almost as he would talk to a sub he was dominating. "Did my words strike a nerve?" Adewale asked as a mischevious smile as he stared at the beautiful blonde haired woman sitting next to him in the large SUV. He could see that she kept looking over at him or eyeing him out of the corner of her eyes. The reason being was that he was doing the same thing, never had he met a woman who made such an immediate impression on as Maxine had.

"A special selection well I do feel honored having such a beautiful woman as yourself choosing me personally for your... Special plans" Adewale's voice changed as he said this almost seductively "But what kind of work exactly shall I be doing for you?" Though after finishing his question Adewale heard her talking about how he should respect her like he did her mother which again caused another hearty chuckle to escape his lips. "Listen no disrespect or anything Maxine but I was raised in Africa, born to fight from the time I was six years old. I killed my first lion at eight years old, began fighting for money since I was twelve and became a professional boxer at twenty my respect is not given it's earned. Now while I like you and can respect you as a person to gain my respect as a dominatrix or dominator whatever you call yourselves here in America you will need to earn it. No matter whose child you are. But I will get to know you and make my decision of you thoroughly after that" this is when Adewale leaned back in his seat, his thick, nine and a half inch two-inch thick cock became very noticeable in the shorts he was wearing.
 
"Pff...Respect is not earned, you simple man. It is taken, and assuredly, by working under me, you'll... you'll understand, that." Maxine would settle, trying to avoid staring at the man's midsection, let alone his crotch area. She continued driving on, the distractions being more than she could handle at once before the drive started to affect her mind in assessing the distance to the safe house. She drove up to a small lot, the building across the way becoming a blanket of suspicion as the door lifted and exposed itself to reveal a tunnel within the building's face.

Maxine slowed down in her approach, and parked within the structure, its walls marked with the logo of the Club, as the sound of music could be heard even from within the SUV. She took the moment to lean over to him, bright blue eyes glaring at him with intent. "Listen, you weirdly good-looking Adonis of Africa. When you're with me, you're my charge... You listen, follow, and respect me, and me only." She repeated, before shutting the truck off and and putting it in park properly. She jingled the keys and put them in the visor of the vanity mirror above her head, while the locking mechanism was handled with the security lock in her pocket satchel. She gestured to his door, as she opened her own and clambered out of the seat and hopped out with a huff. She fixed up her clothes and began her walk to the stadium-like doors. The Umbra Club was going on with its many parties, as always.
 
Adewale listened to the words that this young attractive woman spoke to him of how respect was not earned but taken. This gave him an idea but he would have to wait for such pleasures. He would show this woman that true respect could not be taken from anyone by force. Symptoms of fear could cause respect like qualities in people but true respect was something that was earned. "Oh well I understand," he said challengingly he was not a man to just roll over and listen, this had never been the kind of man Adewale had ever been. "And what if I don't understand what are you going to do to make me understand" now he was purposefully antagonizing the beautiful, muscular blonde wanting to see just how far he could push her. It was the dom side of Adewale that she was now seeing now which a side few people ever got to see from him except for when he was dominating someone and making them submit.

The drive took longer than expected but eventually, they pulled up to a house that had the Umbra club logo on the side. Raising his eyebrow he was curious this building looked extremely tiny to hold such an impressive and world-renowned club. However, as Adewale was about to ask the young female about what they were doing when she spoke again. "Thank you for the...Compliment if that what you wish to call it. Let's get this straight right now you're getting further and further from having my respect. I am not your property and will do as I please whenever I wish."

Adewale was actually thrilled to finally be inside the legendary Umbra club even if it was just this small building but he was ripped from his thoughts as they pulled up to a door and it opened to reveal a tunnel leading down to the actual "Wow this is fancier than I thought" he said as he looked around the tunnel with great interest. As the car came to a stop he stepped out of the SUV and leaned against the wall waiting for Maxine to get out and show him around the club and explain more about her plan to him. So he could completely be sure what she had planned for the both of them since she said that he was now working for her instead of working with her.
 
Maxine huffed with a sense of urgency as she walked by Adewale on the way inside, and the bouncer at the door simply opened it to reveal the dungeon-like corridor heading into the stairwell deeper into the place. Its concrete walls and metallic appearance gave off the signal that this was a deepened pit of debauchery and action, as anything involved would be under the discrete and watchful eye of the Doms that ran the place. Mistress was too busy in handling the corporate sections of the company behind Umbra Club to simply make appearances like she used to, which gave the younger woman opportunity and possible candidates to consider comrades soon enough. The talk of respect was getting lightly on her nerves, though it was to be expected from someone who appeared as strong as Adewale, though the physicaly work of breaking someone was only half the battle. One had to take control mentally, and psychologically prove themselves to be other peoples' betters.

"Here... we have the facilities we need. Down the hall, we have the freshman chambers, down that way are the dungeon rooms, and in here, we have the Club." Maxine would explain as she pointed out the branching hallways. It wasn't much of a tour considering the building was on a small, intimate structure, unlike the large buildings by design. The safe house was one of the many stops that the members of the Club used in order to benefit from their existence, and she was prepared to put the man through his paces.

"Put this on. If you want to be one of us, you gotta look the part." The small woman would walk over to a locker booth, his code-name and personal locker key being available. Inside, rested a shirt resembling a tank top, a sweater, and a collar with his alias written on it. Maxine waited for him to search through it, as the electronic collar flashed his name over the front, as it was pre-programmed to switch itself to any name one could type in. "Let's get you started." Maxine finished, and walked over to the inner sanctum, where the music had been coming from. She opened the doors to reveal a conglomerate-sized room, filled with men and women going about their business. Some were dressed in leather, latex, and even rubber. The sounds of whipping and moans could be heard, as the Doms and Subs of the expansive throne room was nothing more than a blacklit, writhing room of orgy-energy filled bodies.
 
Adewale watched the way that Maxine stormed off after getting out of the car. He stood still for several seconds watching her as her hips swayed back and forth. She was absolutely gorgeous and if things were different he could see himself dating her but that wasn't the life that either of them lived. So now he'd just have to get used to working alongside her. Finally, he started walking towards Maxine catching up to her rather quickly because of the difference in height between the two. Quickly the two made their way through the club though as they were making their way through he was paying attention to every single small detail of the Club wanting to make sure he knew exactly what he was going to be getting himself into now that he was going to be working for the club.

Soon he was being given a half-assed tour of the premises. Though even with the lack-luster tour he had to admit private in-house facilities for the work to be done in was an amazing idea. Everywhere else Adewale had done his business only gave customer information whether it be sending a dom or sub to the other the work was then done in people's personal homes. Before he could realize what was going on she was telling him to put a different set of clothes on so he could 'look the part' looking through the clothes presented to him.

After contemplating on what he wanted to wear he finally grabbed the one that looked almost identical to a tank-top and he immediately put it on not wanting to hold this... Well, whatever it was.

Again they were off walking through the building before they entered the inner sanctum of the Club. Seeing all the men and women doing their own things with each other brought a smile to his face "See now we're finally getting to what I wanted to see I can't wait to take a sub of my own" this time he looked at her "Or do you actually think you're going to submit me" this had never been specifically stated by Maxine but he could tell there was an aura about Maxine one that he had almost immediately picked up on from the moment they met. Maxine wanted to prove herself because of whose daughter she was and what would be better than trying to break a man who had already made a name for himself in the BDSM community.

"So tell me what is it that you wanted me here for," Adewale said as he continued to follow Maxine to whatever their final destination would be.
 
"You will submit to me, Adewale... no matter how big and bad you think you are." Maxine offered a response, before the woman turned round to see that he had not put on the collar specifically made for him. The anger on her face was half-produced, once the idea that everything around them almost came to a brief silence as she scoffed and made her way deeper into the throne room, the large seat in the center having been empty and roped off. Only those who were truly considered worthy of this domain would be able to sit there, and she was close enough, what with the nepotism being on her side. But she wanted to earn it fairly, and not because it would have been given to her through sheer existence of being Mistress's daughter.

She looked around and spied the chambers leading into the dark rooms, and trekked off to the large corridor. The hallways were themed, and possessed qualities no other one had accrued, as the styling varied between rooms. She eventually found her own, the metallic door and locking mechanism positioned just for her height alone.She unlocked the door, and pushed it open to reveal a circular room, where one of the servants had just finished their daily cleaning routine and approached her. "Everything has been done, miss. Anything else?" The servant asked and bowed quickly in her direction. The leather-clad individual looked to Adewale for a moment, admiring his form and body before Maxine cast him away to go clean the others.

"This, is going to be your room. Get in, and I'll show you how to use these." She commanded, and closed the door behind them as they entered. She turned on the fluorescent lighting to reveal the length of the room and its contents. There were dungeon pieces and sexual torture devices lined against the wall and the corners, ranging from soft-core, to nearly dangerous and strict. She hummed in thought, contemplating on which she would use the man in first.
 
"Try as you wish princess but I will never submit to anyone," Adewale said truthfully in his calm yet serious tone "I have been my whole life a dominant personality my entire life. So if you wish to break me" his smile then turned devilish "To submit me you are going to regret every single fucking second of it do you understand me" he whispered softly to her knowing she could hear him.

Walking through the Club they finally reached a large metal door and Adewale watched as she unlocked the door and went inside. He followed her just as one of her servants came over to greet his mistress. Looking around Adewale had to admit he had been partially wrong about Maxine. Looking at the toys that lined the walls he could see she had she knew her stuff.

"My room how wonderful" Adewale said honestly waiting until the door closed before grabbing Maxine by the throat and pushed her against the wall "You think you're going to bring me in here and dominate me... I'm going to make you understand without any doubt that not only will that not happen. But that you are going to be my sub. My favorite sub" he whispered kissing her neck lightly finally tasting her flesh on his lips. The taste made him want more. "So princess are you going to fight and squirm or are we gonna have to do this the old-fashioned way," Adewale asked curiously still holding her by the throat against the wall. One of his favorite things was choking the people he submitted.
 
Maxine looked around briefly before the time would have come before the sudden shift in atmosphere alerted her of a thought. She turned to feel his hand on her neck, nearly by surprise as her eyed went wide as she was thrust against the wall. She felt the cold metal against her shoulders, and flinched from the words he spoke to her. A grimace fell over her face as she grit her teeth, her fingers trying to pry his off of her own. There wasn't much should could do, aside from simply writhe and subject herself to his motion, her head feeling somewhat clouded and distracted from the need of air.

She searched the walk behind her for something, as her eyes roved to the lit areas. Something anything she could have used as a weapon was just out of her reach, and the damnable feeling of defeat drew in closer. She coughed and gasped once more for oxygen by the time Adewale said his piece, though the reddening of her face was all that signaled a response for her. The anger and profuse arousal running through her in order to overcome his hand was all she focused on, as she attempted to grab his arm and pull it away. "I... submit... to no one!" She shouted through wheezing breathes, and resorted to kicking at him in order to get free.
 
Adewale could tell that he had surprised the young beauty by wrapping his large veiny hand around her throat and easily shoved her up against the wall. His golden-brown eyes focused on her face he could see the look she made, realizing quickly that she had never been in a position similar to what she was now. The woman was beautiful, intelligent and very muscular which meant she'd probably have a strength advantage over almost every single person she'd ever dommed. However, Adewale wasn't your everyday garden variety guy either. Having spent his entire life fighting whether it be in the war-torn, animal ridden Africa or even fighting for money in the streets or even in the ring so bowing down and submitting was not an option for him.

Joy could be seen on the face of Adewale as he watched the way that Maxine struggled to get out of his grasp, to regain the breath as he choked her. Though he sensed something else, something he had not expected... Arousal she was getting horny by the way he was dominating her body. Allowing her the necessities of life. "For someone who will never submit," he said smiling "Your body seems to be highly aroused" Adewale teased as he felt her kicking him which caused him to release her from his grasp and step back as her leg connected with his shin bone. "Mother fucker," he said with a laugh "That actually kind of hurt," he said standing up completely. Walking over to the wall he grabbed a pair of restraints holding them in his hand "I won't make the same mistake twice my dear. This time I'm going to tie you down before I try submitting you" as he said this he was already making his way quickly towards her wondering how she would defend herself from his advances.
 
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