A Frightfully Dominant Halloween - Part 2 (Patreon)

Kelsey's pussy tingled with post-orgasmic pleasure and she wore a smile that refused to disappear. That tended to happen after a good fucking from Trent, and she'd just been on the receiving end of a spectacularly good fucking from her boyfriend.

The slutty secretary costume was probably part of his desire. Even Kelsey was willing to admit that she looked good in it. The skirt was impossibly short and tight, the blouse was so tight she couldn't actually button it all the way up, which left her tits exposed in a delicate little semi-sheer bra that she'd changed into. She completed the look with a pair of heels, a ponytail, and an application of shiny red lipstick. She already wore glasses most of the time - contacts on some occasions - so that was a simple enough addition as well.

Kelsey was quite certain, though, that her interlude with Sid - the eager submissive that massaged her feet at the costume store - had inspired a certain kind of vigor in Trent. Her boyfriend had been unquestionably weirded out by her willingness to let a relative stranger rub her feet, but Kelsey was convinced that the interaction had spurred a bit of jealousy, too, in no small part because she'd thoroughly enjoyed having a man be so willing to serve her without the promise of anything in return.

"That was incredible," Kelsey said as she rolled onto her side and rested her head on Trent's bare chest. She heard his heart pounding and she smiled while running her fingers over his hard stomach. "You were incredible. You're always good, but that was better than usual, baby."

He ran his fingers through her hair and she looked up at him to see a smile on her boyfriend's face. Kelsey rested her head on his chest once more and reached down to run her fingers over the cum-filled tip of the condom that adorned his still-hard cock.

"You were incredible too," he said. "And the outfit...I know that kind of costume is not really your thing, but you look so good in it. So fucking hot."

It wasn't her kind of thing, but Kelsey liked that Trent found it so arousing and she liked that the outfit had played some part in her getting fucked with such vigor.

"I liked wearing the costume, actually," she said before sitting up and smiling at Trent. "I liked how it made you feel. How it made you want me even more than usual. I liked the way you looked at me when I stepped out of the bathroom in it."

What Kelsey wasn't going to say was that she liked how the costume gave her a sense of power over Trent. The moment she stepped out of the bathroom she had his complete and utter attention. She had him in the palm of her hand. She felt empowered to do as she pleased because he was so utterly enthralled with the sight of her.

Kelsey had used that to her advantage. She'd teased Trent a little. She'd done a bit of a dance at the side of the bed while he watched and stroked his cock. Then, when she'd told him to stop stroking, he'd moved his hand away immediately. He'd done so because she'd assured him she would take care of his pleasure, but he'd still done so without saying a word.

Kelsey had offered Trent a blowjob while dressed like a slutty secretary, but she'd felt oddly empowered while doing so. It was the first time in her life a blowjob hadn't felt like a submissive act. Instead, she felt as though she held all the power as she held her boyfriend's stiff cock in her hand and decided exactly how much pleasure he got to experience. When he'd reached down to put a hand on her hand she'd brushed it away, denying him the chance to control the blowjob in any way. It had all been far more invigorating and arousing than she'd expected and Kelsey had been far wetter by the time she surrendered control and told Trent to fuck her.

As all those thoughts ran through her head, Kelsey leaned down to kiss her boyfriend. She offered her tongue and he responded by parting his lips and welcoming her into his mouth. She moaned and his hand found its way into her blouse. His touch was gentle and skillful as he worked her breasts and Kelsey felt a surprising rush of desire.

Without a word, she sat up, straddled Trent's chest, and moved her hips forward until her pussy rested over his mouth. She grabbed a handful of his hair, looked down, and lowered her clit onto his face.

"I want another orgasm," she said.

Trent went to work without hesitation and Kelsey felt an intense rush of pleasure the moment his tongue brushed so gently against her clit. It wasn't just the physical stimulation that turned her on, though. It was Trent's willingness to do as she desired without a word of protest.

He'd just cum. He wasn't anywhere near as turned on as he'd been. And yet, he was more than willing to let Kelsey sit on his face. He was more than willing to serve her needs with his tongue, a notion that brought with it a wealth of pleasure and that managed to help Kelsey cum in a remarkably short span of time.

When she was finished, she climbed off Trent's face, collapsed onto the bed next to him, and smiled as she stared up at the ceiling while the aftershocks of yet another orgasm worked their way through her body.

"Thank you for that," she said.

"My pleasure," Trent replied.

Soon after he got out of bed, pulled the used condom from his cock, and headed for the bathroom to dispose of it. Kelsey watched him go and smiled at the sight of his taut ass. She couldn't help but feel like she'd been serviced by both Sid and Trent that day, a notion that filled her with a surprising kind of delight that she was immediately determined to keep chasing.

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A gentle knock on the door pulled Kelsey's attention from her computer and she looked up expecting to see someone step inside. Instead, there was silence for a few seconds before that same gentle knock was repeated.

"Come in," she said. Most of her coworkers knocked as a mere formality, offering a split second of warning before barging into her office. Kelsey was the same way, of course - it was basically an unspoken company policy - so it struck her as quite unusual that someone would bother to wait for permission to enter.

Then the door opened and Sid stepped inside carrying a white plastic bag. Kelsey checked the clock on her computer to see that he was early, though she was quickly learning that a willing, eager submissive like Sid was almost always early and would almost certainly never be late.

"I have your lunch," he said while standing stone still by the door.

Kelsey smiled, leaned back in her chair, and studied him for a few moments. It was the third time she'd seen Sid in person - they'd gone on yet another costume shopping trip together a few days prior - and she was struck by how attractive he was. He wasn't exactly her type - a little too nerdy - but he was the sort of man who'd likely have no trouble finding a girlfriend if he wanted one. Sid had been very clear that he wasn't interested in a typical kind of relationship, though. In fact, he'd been clear that he couldn't really stand that kind of relationship, that he had a deep need to serve.

"Shut the door," Kelsey said softly.

Sid shut the door and turned his gaze back to her.

Kelsey pushed her chair back a little and put her feet up on her desk. Sid's eyes wandered over her bare legs before fixating on the strappy pair of heels she wore. They weren't the heels Kelsey had put on that morning. Instead, she'd carried them in her bag and changed into them when she knew Sid would be coming to bring her lunch. She wasn't entirely certain based on only two interactions with him, but he seemed enthralled with her feet.

"Do you like my heels?" she asked.

He swallowed hard and nodded. Kelsey couldn't say for certain, but Sid seemed excited. His pupils appeared to have dilated a little and he was fidgeting ever-so-slightly as he stood on the other side of her office.

"Lock the door," she instructed.

Sid swallowed hard once more and turned to lock the door. Kelsey pulled her feet off the desk and slowly crossed her legs. She let her skirt ride up a little and enjoyed the way Sid's eyes went wide as he stared at her.

"You may bring me my lunch," she said.

Sid approached slowly and set the bag on the desk. He clasped his hands behind his back and waited silently while his eyes kept drifting to her legs.

Kelsey was new to the sort of play she was indulging in with Sid, but she was already enthralled with the sense of control she had over him. He obeyed her every order. He stared at her like she was a goddess and when given the chance he happily fell to his knees to rub her feet or kiss her toes. She hadn't yet pushed him all that far in terms of service, but Kelsey was certain Sid would do just about anything in the name of making her happy.

"Take it out of the bag," she said.

Sid carefully removed the plastic container from the bag and set the plasticware and napkins next to it. He pulled the bag away and pushed it into his pocket, leaving only her salad on the desk.

"Did you check to make sure the order was right?" Kelsey asked.

"I did," he answered.

Sid looked a little nervous, a notion that Kelsey found delightful. It was as if he worried she would forbid him from serving her if the order was wrong. Or, perhaps he worried she would punish him in some manner, a notion Kelsey hadn't considered until that moment, and a notion that she found far more exciting than she imagined possible.

"Are you sure it's right?" she asked. "Because there will be consequences if anything is incorrect with my order."

Sid nodded vigorously. "Yes, I'm sure it's right. I checked twice."

Kelsey popped the top off the plastic container and pulled the packet of dressing out. She studied the salad to make sure there were no nuts - she hated nuts in her salads - and to ensure that the chicken was exactly as she'd ordered it.

"You did a good job, Sid," she said before offering a sweet smile. "And you got here early, which almost never happens. When I order delivery on an app they're usually a few minutes late, there's usually something wrong with the order, and they're usually just a little bit rude when they drop it off. You're superior in every way, and you come with the added bonus of paying for my lunch."

"A goddess like you shouldn't have to pay for her lunch," he said.

Kelsey was surprised at his genuine delight in being able to pay, though she wasn't about to question a free lunch.

"You deserve a reward," Kelsey said with a smile. "Would it please you to be able to kiss my feet?"

Sid nodded. "Yes, very much so."

Kelsey turned her chair and pointed to the floor at her feet. Sid rushed over and fell to his knees before looking up at her with what could only be described as devotion in his eyes.

"You may kiss my feet. You may only touch them with your lips, though," she instructed.

Sid fell forward and showered her feet in kisses. The strappy heels she'd chosen left plenty of skin exposed and Kelsey was both surprised and delighted to feel genuine arousal as she watched her doting submissive press his lips against her feet and kiss them slowly.

"I like that you think of me as a goddess, Sid," she said.

He looked up at her and smiled. "You are a goddess. You might not know it or embrace it fully, but you are a goddess, Kelsey. I could see it from the first moment I laid eyes on you, and it wasn't just because I was imagining you in that domme costume."

There was something about him that made Kelsey feel good about herself. She'd considered the notion that every woman would feel exceptionally good at having such a worshipful man at her feet, but Kelsey knew that wasn't true. Most women would have found Sid's behavior off putting. Kelsey didn't, though. She found it enthralling and arousing. She could feel it as she sat there and watched him kiss her feet.

"Would you like to suck on my toes?" she asked.

Sid looked up with genuine arousal in his eyes. "More than anything."

"You may take my shoes off. Be careful with them, though," she instructed.

Sid ran his fingers over the bare skin of her foot and ankle before gently loosening her shoe's strap and sliding it off her foot. He then slowly ran his fingers over her sole before setting her foot on the floor and doing the same thing with her other heel, leaving Kelsey barefoot in her office.

His touch was so gentle she couldn't help but feel both relaxed and aroused as she sat and watched. There was also a genuine sense of affection for him, in part because no man had ever treated Kelsey like she was a goddess, at least not in the way Sid was doing.

"You may lift my foot to your mouth and suck on my toes," she said softly.

Sid took her left foot in his hand and slowly lifted it to his mouth. Their eyes met as he took her big toe between his lips and slowly swirled his tongue around it before sucking.

Kelsey was stunned at how good it felt. It wasn't just the sight of him worshiping her, either. It was the physical sensation of it. There was something so spectacularly pleasurable about it and she couldn't help but wonder what his tongue could do if she unleashed it on her pussy. Trent would undoubtedly find that a betrayal, and yet Kelsey sat there considering that very thing as Sid worshiped her toes like she was every bit the goddess he described her as.

"You're very good at that," she said before an idea occurred to her. "Almost like you've done it countless times before. Did your previous mistresses put your mouth to use in this way?"

Sid pulled back until her toe slipped from between his lips, looked away for a moment - almost as if he was embarrassed - and met her gaze once more. "One of them found great pleasure in putting my mouth to use."

It was obvious he was talking about more than sucking on toes and almost as obvious that he found the truth embarrassing. Kelsey was intrigued, though. More than intrigued, really, as she felt a surprising tingle between her legs as she thought of Sid being instructed to suck cock for one of the women he'd served.

"Did she make you serve men for her, Sid?" Kelsey asked as that tingle between her legs grew.

He nodded. "It was a trans woman the first time. A friend of hers. I thought I'd be servicing her pussy, but when she removed her skirt there was a rather obvious bulge in her panties and it became clear I'd be serving a cock for the first time in my life."

Kelsey was stunned at the level of arousal coursing through her body. "And did it please your mistress to see you suck cock for her?"

Sid kissed each of Kelsey's toes as he held her gaze and then he nodded and said, "Yes. She found it immensely arousing to watch me suck the trans woman's cock. I struggled with it both physically and emotionally, but I think that was part of what turned my mistress on. She masturbated to two orgasms while I was sucking cock and then she had her trans friend fuck her while I watched. My mistress came twice more before the trans woman pulled out and came on my face."

Never in her life had Kelsey even considered indulging in any of the sexual pursuits Sid had just detailed, and yet she felt an indelible and undeniable sense of arousal as he offered up the lurid description of how his mistress had taken advantage of his willingness to do anything she desired.

Kelsey offered Sid a reward - and pursed her own pleasure - by hiking her skirt up and exposing the black satin thong she'd put on that morning. His eyes went wide as he took four of her toes in his mouth at the same time and sucked while swirling his tongue vigorously. She reached between her legs and rubbed her pussy through her panties. She felt the warmth and wetness that had already soaked through them and an intense kind of arousal quickly spread through her body, making it impossible for Kelsey to stop masturbating until she'd cum.

"Did your mistress make you serve a man, too?" she asked.

"Yes," Sid admitted. "She found it pleasurable to watch me suck cock for her. She knew I wasn't attracted to men, that I didn't find any particular joy in sucking cock, which is why she wanted me to do it so often. I serviced half a dozen of her male friends over my time serving her. She liked to have me take my time with them, to worship their cocks, as she described it."

"Suck my toes like you sucked their cocks, Sid," Kelsey instructed.

He set her foot down and lifted the other to his mouth. His lips engulfed her big toe and his tongue swirled around it. He held her gaze and sucked worshipfully as Kelsey imagined the power she'd feel at making Sid suck a man's cock.

That imagined sense of power turned into intense pleasure as Kelsey slipped a hand into her panties and plunged two fingers into her pussy. She worked her clit at the same time and bit her lip to prevent a wild, lusty moan from escaping.

"Did your mistress ever masturbate as you sucked cock for her?"

"Yes," Sid answered. "Almost always."

He stared between her legs as he took her toe in his mouth once more and resumed sucking. Kelsey tried to picture Sid sucking Trent's cock, but she couldn't imagine her boyfriend would ever be up for that sort of thing. Perhaps, though, she could convince him if her relationship with Sid continued further down its current path.

"And did you ever make a man cum in your mouth, Sid?" she asked.

He nodded.

Kelsey was astonished at the arousal and pleasure she felt from nothing more than the kinky thrill of imagining a straight man lowering himself to suck cock for her. She wasn't entirely sure she'd actually enjoy it happening in front of her, but the sense of power she felt at the mere thought of it was truly intoxicating and it made her clit throb with desire.

"Would you like to see my pussy?"

Sid's eyes went wide. "Yes. Please. Yes."

He deserved a reward for being so eager to please her and for asking nothing in return, so Kelsey pulled aside her panties and let Sid gaze upon her pussy. His eyes somehow opened even wider and his mouth hung open as he held her foot in his hand.

"Did either of your mistresses let you eat their pussies?" she asked.

He nodded and a look of excitement crossed his face.

"That was kind of them, but I'm not sure you've earned the right to worship my pussy," Kelsey said. “Not yet, at least.”

There was just a hint of disappointment in his eyes, but Sid took her toe back into his mouth and sucked while gently massaging the sole of her foot, all while staring at her pussy as Kelsey resumed masturbating.

She wasn't sure he'd ever be given the chance to worship her pussy - Trent probably would have objected strenuously to such a thing - though Kelsey couldn't help but feel a certain sense of curiosity about Sid's tongue. Was he good with it? Would he make her cum hard? Would he be better than most men? Would it be fun to have a man between her legs who found great reward in the act of worshiping her pussy?

In that moment, Kelsey felt a deep desire to draw Sid between her legs at some point, which in turn meant she'd need to convince Trent to get on board with that. It felt like a challenge she was suddenly quite eager to take on, as it felt like she'd be exploring an entirely different kind of power and that too was intoxicating.

Until then, Kelsey was going to enjoy getting her toes sucked by an eager submissive as she masturbated. She was going to enjoy cumming while Sid watched intently. Then she was going to enjoy the lunch her newfound sub had bought and hand-delivered. In other words, it was going be an excellent start to her afternoon.