Dominated for Christmas - Part 1 (Patreon)

Jesse wore an ear-to-ear smile as he sat on the rug in front of the crackling fire. It was Christmas morning and the house was a gift-filled wonderland. He and his wife Nicole had already torn through their stockings and some of the presents that had piled up under the tree and she’d just pulled something small and carefully wrapped from the coffee table drawer.

“Do you remember that fight we had earlier this year? The one where you expressed a certain kind of desire and I kind of freaked out?” Nicole asked as she sat cross-legged next to Jesse.

“I do,” Jesse said. “That was not a particularly good night.”

Nicole smiled and leaned against him. “No, it wasn’t, and I’m sorry about that. That was about my insecurities more than anything else.”

Jesse felt a little uncomfortable. They hadn’t talked about that night since it happened and he wasn’t sure why his wife was bringing it up on Christmas morning of all days.

Nicole handed him the gift and said, “I only mention it because this gift isn’t really going to make any sense without bringing up that night.”

Jesse carefully untied the bow and tore open the wrapping paper to reveal a small white box that would typically hold a necklace. He looked at his wife with utter confusion on his face.

“Go ahead, open it,” she said.

Jesse opened the box to reveal a business card. It was made from a heavy, shiny black cardstock and in the center were two words printed in red: Mistress Jolie.

“I don’t understand,” Jesse said.

“I know we haven’t talked about that fight and what you asked for, but I’ve thought about it a lot. I felt bad about the way I reacted and I felt bad that you weren’t getting what you needed out of our marriage. So I decided to find a solution,” Nicole explained.

Jesse held up the card and asked, “Is this the solution?”

“Yes. I read about the things you requested. I did a lot of reading, in fact, and in doing so I discovered that I’m not capable of giving you what you need. I can’t dominate you. Not really. I don’t have it in me. I’d find it uncomfortable instead of pleasurable, and neither of us wants that.”

“I know,” Jesse said.

“That’s where Mistress Jolie comes in,” Nicole said. “She’s going to dominate you on my behalf. I’ve made us an appointment this week.”

Jesse was dumbfounded. “Wait, what?”

“On the 28th. She’s working during the Christmas holiday, apparently. I explained to her what I knew about your desires and she said she could help us. She wants us both to come in, though she didn’t give any hints to what she has planned.”

“I…I can’t even…this is incredible. Is this for real?” Jesse asked. He still couldn’t quite wrap his head around the notion that his wife had booked them an appointment with a dominatrix. It was the best Christmas gift ever.

“Are you happy?” Nicole asked. “Was this a good Christmas gift?”

“Are you really okay with this?” Jesse asked. He still couldn’t quite wrap his head around the notion that his wife had done this for him.

Nicole leaned closer and kissed him. “I promise this isn’t some kind of weird marital trap. I booked us an hour with her. If it goes well, we’ll work something out. If not, then at least we tried.”

Jesse smiled. “Then yes, this is an amazing Christmas gift.”

A bright, giddy smile crossed Nicole’s face as she clapped her hands. She leaned in for another kiss and her hand moved between Jesse’s legs. “I have to admit, I’m a little bit excited about it.”

“Me too,” Jesse agreed.

Mistress Jolie wore knee high leather boots, fishnet pantyhose, tight black shorts, and a black corset. Her hair was pulled back in a severe ponytail and there was a slender black choker around her neck. She looked every bit the dominatrix she was playing in her professional life.

Her play space was a large, well-lit basement that somehow managed to be both warm and deeply intimidating. There were two red velvet couches against opposite walls, two benches that looked to be used for the restraint and abuse of submissives, and implements of pleasure and pain hanging from the walls.

Jesse and Nicole stood in the center of the room. Mistress Jolie stood in front of them with her arms crossed.

“Why did you make this appointment?” she asked Nicole.

“Because I want him to be happy,” Nicole answered.

Mistress Jolie smiled and turned her attention to Jesse. “Do you realize how lucky you are?”

“Yes, I do,” he said.

She stepped closer and said, “And why do you want to be dominated?”

Jesse stared into her steely eyes and swallowed hard. “I’m not sure,” he said. “What I mean is, I don’t understand it. I just know that I want it.”

“We’ll find out if you want it,” Mistress Jolie said as she stepped back. “Not all men who claim to be submissive actually are. Not all men that express a desire to be dominated actually want to be. Some are far too controlling to actually submit.”

Jesse wondered if he would be one of those men. He had expressed a desire to be dominated to his wife, but he’d never experienced it in real life. He’d only read about it and enjoyed it in porn videos.

“In most cases, the submissive in a situation like this is the one in control because he gets to use his safe word whenever he desires it,” Mistress Jolie explained. “That will not be the case here, though.” She looked at Nicole and smiled. “Instead, your wife will be in control. She will be the only one authorized to use the safe word. She will be the only one I listen to.”

Nicole smiled at Jesse and he felt his heart rate increase. Suddenly, it sunk in that they were actually doing this. It was actually happening.

“Nicole, if you want me to stop at any time, just say the word pineapple. It might seem silly, but it’s easy to understand and hard to mistake for anything else. Does that make sense to you?” Mistress Jolie asked.

“Yes, it does.”

“Good. Now there are a few rules. I expect you both to refer to me as Mistress Jolie or mistress. I expect you both to do as you’re told. I expect you both to be open-minded and eager to experience the many pleasures that a beautiful session of domination can bring. Do you understand?” Mistress Jolie said.

“Both of us?” Nicole asked.

Mistress Jolie smiled and turned to Jesse’s wife. “Yes, both of you. You’re in my dungeon and you’ll do as you’re told. Is that clear?”

Nicole looked uncomfortable for a few moments before saying, “Yes, Mistress Jolie,” in a quiet voice.

Jesse experienced an unexpected surge of arousal as he watched his wife submit to Mistress Jolie. He felt his cock stir to life, though it remained blessedly flaccid. An erection would have been embarrassing.

“Do you understand, Jesse?” Mistress Jolie asked.

“Yes, mistress,” he replied.

“Remove your clothing, Jesse,” Mistress Jolie instructed.

The command was unexpected and Jesse stared at Mistress Jolie for a few moments before looking to his wife.

“Do you want this or not?” Nicole asked.

Jesse knew it was now or never. He didn’t get to pick and choose which demands he submitted to, as much as he might have preferred that. He stripped, though he couldn’t help but feel self-conscious as he did.

“There are many ways to dominate a man, Nicole,” Mistress Jolie explained as she watched Jesse remove his clothes. “I’ve found that it’s always best to begin with a prospective submissive getting naked so I can discover exactly what kind of sub he is. It’s much harder for his cock to lie than it is for his mouth to lie, after all.”

Jesse left his clothes in a pile on the floor and stood up straight. Mistress Jolie turned around and grabbed a pair of thin black latex gloves from a table that rested against the wall. She put them on as she approached him once more.

“Do you go to the gym, Jesse?” she asked.

“No, mistress,” he replied.

Mistress Jolie approached and ran her fingers through his chest hair and over his stomach. “Why not?” she asked.

“I’m not really sure,” Jesse said as he contemplated the answer. “I don’t really make time for it, I guess.”

“You should, Jesse,” Mistress Jolie continued. “Don’t you think your wife deserves to have a husband whose body is comparably attractive to her own?”

Jesse looked at his wife. She was wearing a pair of jeans and a tight long sleeve top. Mistress Jolie had correctly judged her body, too. It was exceptionally sexy.

“Yes, mistress, she does,” Jesse answered.

Mistress Jolie stepped behind Jesse and ran her fingers down his back. She grabbed his ass and gave it a good squeeze before stepping back.

“Would you like your husband to be in better shape, Nicole?” she asked.

“Yes, Mistress Jolie,” she said.

Mistress Jolie struck Jesse’s ass with her hand. The sound of her gloved hand meeting his flesh filled the room as the pain spread from his ass.

“Fuck!” Jesse cried out.

Mistress Jolie struck his other ass cheek and once again Jesse cried out. He reached back to soothe his suddenly enflamed ass and rub the soft skin.

“Did you enjoy that, Jesse?” Mistress Jolie asked.

“No!”

“What does his cock say, Nicole?”

Nicole glanced at Jesse’s cock and smiled. “It says he liked it at least a little bit.”

Jesse looked down. His cock had grown. The fierce pain of the spanking hadn’t quite given him an erection, but there was no question he was experiencing arousal.

Mistress Jolie moved in front of Jesse and Nicole once more. She looked between his legs and then up at his wife.

“Tell me, Nicole. Does your husband have a big cock?” she asked.

Nicole held Mistress Jolie’s gaze for a few moments before looking away. She seemed hesitant to answer.

Mistress Jolie smiled. “Your silence has revealed your answer, Nicole, but I want to hear you say it. Does your husband have a big cock?”

Nicole shook her head. “No,” she said so softly he could barely hear it.

“Did you know that, Jesse? Did you know you don’t have a big cock?” Mistress Jolie asked him.

Jesse looked at his wife and then at his mistress. He felt deeply embarrassed. “Yes, mistress, I knew.”

Mistress Jolie stepped forward and wrapped her gloved fingers around Jesse’s cock. She stroked him slowly and he grew in her hand. She was close enough that he could feel her breath on his skin.

“Of course you knew,” she whispered. “All men with small dicks know. They know instinctively. They know and they feel inferior, as they should.”

Mistress Jolie released his cock and stepped back. She looked at Nicole and asked, “Would you say that your husband enjoyed that?”

Nicole nodded as she looked at Jesse’s throbbing cock. He knew it was more than just the handjob. He knew that it was how close Mistress Jolie had gotten. He knew it was the words she’d used to describe his cock. He knew it was her grasp of an absolute truth of his life.

“Have you ever enjoyed a big cock, Nicole?” Mistress Jolie asked.

“No, Mistress Jolie,” she answered.

“Oh, I’m so sorry, dear. That’s tragic,” Mistress Jolie said as she stepped closer to Nicole and reached out to offer a comforting touch.

To Jesse, it looked like his mistress was consoling his wife, almost like she’d lost a loved one. It seemed crazy to him. How much of a difference could a big cock make?

Mistress Jolie stayed close to Nicole as she asked, “Tell me, have you ever fantasized about it? Have you ever dreamed about having a big cock inside you? Have you ever let your mind wander into a beautiful fantasy about being fucked by a gorgeous, fit man with a nice big cock that can truly fill you up?”

Nicole glanced at Jesse but she couldn’t seem to hold his gaze. She looked at the floor once more and offered a quick nod.

Mistress Jolie lifted Nicole’s chin and stared into her eyes. “Say it, Nicole. Your husband needs to hear it. Look at his cock. Look at how it’s still throbbing. This is what he wants to hear. He wants to know that you crave a big dick.”

Nicole looked at Jesse’s cock. It was still throbbing. It hadn’t softened at all.

“Sometimes I fantasize about fucking a guy with a big cock,” Nicole admitted.

“Of course you do,” Mistress Jolie said as she took Nicole’s hand in hers. “Every woman does, and even woman deserves to experience a big cock at least once in her life. You deserve that, Nicole.”

Mistress Jolie walked Nicole towards the tall white bookshelf in the corner of the room. Each shelf was filled with a variety of dildos.

“Why don’t you pick one?” Mistress Jolie suggested. “It’s not the same as the real thing, but it’s a good place to start.”

Jesse stood naked in the middle of the room and wondered if this whole thing had gotten away from him. Why did Mistress Jolie say it was a good place to start? Was she implying that Nicole wouldn’t stop at simply fucking a dildo? Was Nicole actually going to fuck the dildo?

Nicole seemed on board. She reached out and touched several of the dildos before picking one that looked to be at least twice Jesse’s length and thickness. It was shaped like a real cock too, including a mushroom head and lifelike veins running down the shaft.

“Good choice,” Mistress Jolie said as she took Nicole’s hand and led her to one of the red velvet couches. “Sit.”

Nicole sat and Mistress Jolie turned to Jesse. “Come, Jesse.”

Jesse scurried across the room. Mistress Jolie pointed to the floor and he fell to his knees. Nicole looked at him from the couch. He saw a kind of hunger he didn’t recognize.

“Nicole, would you please remove your jeans,” Mistress Jolie said.

“Yes, Mistress Jolie,” Nicole replied as she unbuttoned her jeans and swiftly pulled them off.

“Jesse, we’ve already determined that your cock is inadequate. That’s not your fault – you can’t help what you’re born with – but your wife shouldn’t have to suffer for that. Instead of using your inadequate dick, you’re going to fuck her with a cock of her choosing. Do you understand?”

“Yes, mistress,” Jesse replied as he looked at the dildo in Nicole’s hand.

“Remove her panties and lick her pussy, Jesse. Get her wet for the toy,” Mistress Jolie demanded.

Jesse reached up and pulled off his wife’s panties. He pulled her ass to the edge of the couch and took his place between her legs. He licked her pussy and immediately Nicole began to moan.

“She’s already so wet,” Jesse said a few moments later.

“Of course she is,” Mistress Jolie replied. “Every woman gets wet when she thinks about getting fucked by a big cock. Even your wife, Jesse. She might not get wet thinking about your dick, but she’s genuinely excited to have that toy inside her. I didn’t stay you could stop licking her, though.”

Mistress Jolie smacked Jesse on the ass. He screamed in pain. He saw his wife smile. Mistress Jolie’s hand found the back of Jesse’s head and pushed him between his wife’s legs once more.

“Eat her pussy, Jesse. Show your wife how important her pleasure is to you. Eat her pussy and get her nice and sloppy for that big toy. It’s going to stretch her out like your dick never has so she needs to be soaked,” Mistress Jolie instructed.

Jesse’s tongue ensured his wife was soaked and Nicole seemed to delight in his eagerness to pleasure her as the dungeon space filled with her lusty moans.

“Give him the toy, Nicole.”

Jesse took the toy from his wife’s hand and examined it. He couldn’t help but compare himself to it. It looked even bigger in close up.

“Your dick doesn’t compare, Jesse,” Mistress Jolie said. “Now spit in your hand and get the toy nice and wet before you fuck your beautiful wife.”

Jesse did as he was told and soon the lifelike dildo was slippery with his spit.

“Tell your husband what you want, Nicole,” Mistress Jolie instructed.

Nicole looked at Jesse and smiled. He could see the desire in her eyes.

“I want you to fuck me with that big cock,” she said.

“Do it, Jesse. Fuck your wife. Show her what it feels like to take something far superior to your inadequate dick,” Mistress Jolie instructed.

“Yes, mistress,” Jesse said.

He rubbed the head of the toy around Nicole’s pussy and gently pushed it inside her. She let out an instantaneous, sensual moan.

“Oh fuck, it’s so big,” Nicole said.

Mistress Jolie delivered a swift blow to Jesse’s ass, causing him to cry out in pain as he penetrated his wife’s pussy.

“You’ve been depriving your wife, Jesse,” she said before spanking him again. “This is what she’s deserved all along. Your little dick has been disappointing her for years.” Another blow landed on his ass.

Nicole moaned louder. Jesse’s cock throbbed between his legs. Despite the pain and the lack of direct stimulation he couldn’t contain his desire. The domination was everything he wanted it to be.

“Fuck me, Jesse. Fuck me!” Nicole cried out. Her fingers moved between her legs and she played with her clit as Jesse pumped the big toy in and out of her pussy.

Mistress Jolie moved to her knees next to Jesse and whispered, “Isn’t her pussy beautiful with a big cock fucking her? Doesn’t it feel good to see your wife taking the kind of cock she craves?”

“Yes,” Jesse said.

Mistress Jolie’s gloved fingers moved down his back and between his ass cheeks. She rubbed his asshole and he yelped in surprise.

“You’re mine now, Jesse,” Mistress Jolie whispered.

She pressed against his asshole and a finger slipped inside him. She penetrated him to the second knuckle in an instant. Jesse continued to thrust the toy in and out of his wife as Mistress Jolie penetrated him.

“Make her cum, Jesse. Fill your wife’s pussy with that big cock. Show her what it’s like to cum with a nice big dick so deep inside her.”

Jesse fucked Nicole harder. Mistress Jolie fingered him faster. His dick throbbed. He felt his precum dripping onto the floor.

“Oh my God!” Nicole screamed as her body began to tremble. She stopped rubbing her clit and spread her legs wider as an explosive orgasm spread from her loins. “Fuck!”

Mistress Jolie added a second finger to Jesse’s asshole and pushed it deep inside him. She wiggled her fingers in his rectum. He felt utterly owned.

“How did that feel, Nicole?” she asked.

Nicole opened her eyes and a giddy smile crossed her face as she looked at Jesse. “It was incredible,” she said. “That was the best orgasm I’ve ever had.”

Mistress Jolie’s fingers slowly moved in and out of Jesse’s asshole. “How did it feel to watch your wife cum with a big cock inside her?”

Jesse groaned at the anal penetration. He groaned as he felt the humiliation of being fucked in the ass while his wife sat in front of him. He groaned at the notion that a toy had just given her the best orgasm of her life.

“It was incredible,” Jesse said, parroting his wife’s response. It also happened to be true.

“Nicole, do you think your husband should orgasm?” Mistress Jolie asked.

“Yes, Mistress Jolie. I think he deserves to cum.”

“I agree. Come over here and jerk him off. Make him cum on the floor,” Mistress Jolie said.

Nicole smiled and moved behind her husband. She dropped to her knees and gathered the precum with her fingers before stroking his cock.

Jesse groaned as pleasure shot through his loins. His wife’s touch was exactly what he needed in that moment.

“It’s so hot to see you finger him,” Nicole said.

Mistress Jolie added a third finger and Jesse groaned. There was a bit of pain, but it was overwhelmed by the exceptional pleasure of the handjob his wife was delivering.

“Cum, Jesse,” Mistress Jolie demanded. “Cum on the floor as I fuck your ass. Cum on the floor as your wife watches me fuck your ass. Cum as she watches you submit to me.”

Jesse couldn’t have held back if he wanted to. He groaned and felt his cock spasm in his wife’s hand as he ejaculated. His cum spurted onto the floor beneath him. He felt lightheaded. His fingers and toes tingled. His balls tightened up against his body. He felt joy from head to toe.

Mistress Jolie removed her fingers from his ass and pulled her gloves off. She stood up, looked down at Jesse, and said, “Clean up your mess.” She pointed to a roll of paper towels resting on the table.

Jesse rushed over and grabbed two. He scurried back across the room and cleaned up his mess.

“A good submissive always cleans his mess,” Mistress Jolie said to Nicole.

“We’d like to make another appointment,” Nicole said.

Mistress Jolie smiled. “Next week?”

“Absolutely.”

Nicole seemed just as excited to return as Jesse did. It filled him with joy. She really had given him a great Christmas gift.