Dominating the Boss 17 (Patreon)

It would be a lie if I claimed that physical enjoyment had the priority in mind while I slid inside Natalie. Not because it wasn’t an amazing feeling -as Natalie’s tight grip was definitely something to cherish- but because it was the final step of my plan to dominate my dear boss. There was something uniquely beautiful in fucking her on all-fours while she was licking her girlfriend obediently, and to make things even better, said girlfriend had taken a joyride on my shaft just moments ago. 

Just to underline my sense of superiority, I slapped her bottom, earning a dirty look in response, but before Natalie could say anything, Jenny already grabbed her hair and pulled her back to her slit, ruining Natalie’s token display of disobedience much better than anything I could have done. “Don’t stop, honey,” Jenny exclaimed as she threw her head back in joy, presenting her breasts to the maximum effect, tempting me to abandon Natalie to fill her instead, claiming ownership. Luckily, Natalie was no less delicious, helping me to resist the temptation. But more importantly, I wanted Natalie to beg for more in front of me like the slut she was, ruining any upper hand she had against Jenny for the future when she asked for a repeat. After all, this particular threesome was too delicious to only be a one-off event. 

With that in mind, I decided to bring my A-game to the play, and suddenly picked up speed. The sound of our bodies colliding started to echo in the room, rocking Natalie’s body back and forth. The only reason she was still able to service her girlfriend was the tight grasp Jenny had on her raven locks, which doubtlessly added another layer of pain to her enjoyment with each rocking. Jenny seemed to miss that particular fact, and Natalie was too prideful to ask mercy for such a small thing. And I was enjoying the situation too much to interject. And just like that, Natalie’s muffled moans filled the room, soon joined by Jenny’s crystal-clear cries. 

“Damn, boss, I would never guess you were this tight, you’re practically a virgin,” I said even as I spanked her once more, her bottom taking another small step towards the crimson. And it was even true, she was even tighter than our first time in the casino. Maybe it was the presence of her girlfriend, I reasoned, or the lack of an extended foreplay session, but whatever it was, I was enjoying it. 

“It has been a while she had anything down there,” Jenny answered cheerfully, her statement broken into two by a moan. “After all, it had been quite a while anything had been down there, even a toy,” she continued, amusement slightly tinged by annoyance. Someone clearly possessed a penetration fetish, I reasoned with a smile, and moreover, Natalie clearly had neglected it, likely hoping that Jenny would lose her focus, but like any other attempt to suppress an obsession, it had the reverse effect. Now that Jenny was free to indulge her kink in multiple dimensions, she was determined to grasp its advantages completely, without mercy. 

With a smirk on my face, I leaned forward, close enough to grab Natalie’s breasts, and started squeezing them hard, just the way Natalie liked, no matter how much she tried to deny it. At first, Jenny looked at me askew, the rough treatment Natalie was receiving a bit above her limits, but luckily, with her head buried between the legs of her girlfriend, Natalie failed to note the rope thrown by her girlfriend, and intensified her display of joy. That was all the evidence I needed, something I conveyed to Jenny with a quirk of my eyebrows. She just smiled sheepishly, her expression once again broken a moment later when a jolt of pleasure broke her focus. 

And with Jenny distracted, I was free to bring a full range of slaps, bites, and squeezes on Natalie’s body, who, after all the times enjoying my treatment, was more than able to handle it. Not to mention, she had an ulterior motive, more time I spent on her, less I spent on her girlfriend. 

Unfortunately for her, I had no intention of allowing even that sliver of victory. After a while, I gestured Jenny to stop holding her hair before grabbing myself, and pulled her head back painfully, so much that she had to push herself upright just to avoid the brunt of the pain. Ignoring Jenny for a moment, I leaned Natalie’s ear and whispered. “I have a new task for you. In the pocket of my jacket, you’ll find equipment to prepare yourself for anal,” I explained while making sure it went unheard by Jenny. Natalie looked rebellious, and I continued. “Either that, or I fill up Jenny for the rest of the night, your choice.” 

That managed to earn a nod from Natalie, and she stood up. Just as she was about to walk toward my jacket, I whispered once more. “I recommend you to hurry up. Who knows how long I would be able to resist,” I explained her, and then watched as she dashed to my jacket, before changing her direction to upstairs. 

“Where did Natalie go,” Jenny asked after her girlfriend had disappeared at the end of the stairs. 

“We have agreed on a small surprise for you, so you need to be patient,” I explained even as I took a few steps towards her. 

Though excited with the prospect of a surprise, Jenny didn’t look too pleased. “Couldn’t you have waited a minute or two, I was just about to climax again,” Jenny pouted, even as she parted her legs invitingly. 

It would have taken a true idiot to ignore the invite. “Of course, just because she’s preparing a surprise doesn’t mean that we need to wait until her arrival,” I said even as my steps devoured the distance between us. When I arrived at her position, I slipped my arms under her knees and forced her to raise her legs, leveraging her flexibility as a pilates instructor to a maximum until her ankles ended up in my shoulders, her snatch positioned perfectly for merciless drilling. 

“Ready?” I asked as I pressed forward, my arms pressing on the back of the couch from both sides of her, stealing her freedom of movement completely. And just like that, I descended her like a frenzied demon, my slamming echoing on the room even louder than what Natalie had gone through. With her backside firmly planted to the seat, Jenny had no freedom of movement, forced to passively accept my merciless assault, no different than a toy. 

And from her words, she was very much enjoyed the situation. “Oh yes, fuck me! Impale me! Ruin sex for me!” she exclaimed in rapid succession, her words blurring together with her moans until they turned out to be barely intelligible. “I’m your slut, dominate me!” 

“Yes, you’re my slut,” I answered calmly, mostly enjoying the situation, though a part of me couldn’t help to imagine Natalie’s expression, who was doing her best to quickly prepare for anal sex just to save her girlfriend, the same girlfriend that was begging for me to stretch her like a balloon. 

It wasn’t a shock that Jenny was able to resist my merciless assault barely a minute before she started trembling under a monumental orgasm. “Yes, that’s the best fuck I have ever experienced! Impale me more-” Jenny continued, only cut short by a searing kiss I had delivered on her lips, her tongue more than ready to meet me halfway. Even as she trembled, I continued to slam into her repeatedly, rapidly building up for another orgasm. 

When I heard a door upstairs, I decided to move onto the next stage of my plan. “I’m about to cum. Do you want me to pull out, or do you want me to fill you up?” I asked. 

Jenny’s answer was even more spectacular than I had hoped. The first part came wordless, her legs wrapping around my waist with a surprising strength that was only developed by endless hours of exercising, cutting my path to escape. “I will kill you if you dare to pull out!” she exclaimed, far too gone in pleasure to fully process the implications of her request. “Now fill me to the brim, you magnificent bastard!” she exclaimed. 

And the timing couldn’t have been more perfect. I started spraying her insides the moment Natalie had appeared on the top of the stair. She dashed forward, but there was nothing she could do to prevent it. There was precious little I could do, even, because I was pinned tightly by Jenny, and forcing myself out would require more time than I required to fill her completely. And the most important fact that, I didn’t want to pull out, so I pushed as deep as I could manage while my body continued to spurt strings of joy. 

I pulled out when Natalie managed to arrive, but at that moment, though it didn’t really help Natalie’s desires, as I was spent other than the occasional errant drop. Natalie’s gaze danced between her dazed girlfriend who was dripping a thick flow of my seed despite her best efforts to use her two fingers to keep it in pace -her other hand busy squeezing her breasts for additional stimulation as she tried to manage the after-effects of another orgasm- and my shaft, dripping and still half-erect after its monumental explosion. 

Then, Jenny managed to say something that shocked us equally. “It’s a better idea than adoption, isn’t it?” she asked, catching me flatfooted with the idea of suddenly being a father. But for me, the shock lasted for a moment. After all, I had no commitment on the subject, meaning even if they actually went through with the baby, I could easily deny the involvement, or limit it to mostly financial contribution. And on that aspect, I had no issues. 

Natalie was much more shocked. “You’re a bit late,” I said with a smirk even as I wrapped my fingers around her wrist, and gently pulled her towards the nearest chair. In shock, Natalie failed to react, caught flatfooted by the sudden probability of becoming a mother. It was clear that they had talked it before, but it was equally clear that Natalie hadn’t been expecting things to happen this quickly. 

In a sense, Natalie was lucky that I had the perfect plan to distract her from her impending motherhood. Facing the amazing view, my shaft was already erect, so when I sat down on the chair and pulled Natalie on my lap -both of us facing towards Jenny-, she let out a shocked gasp once my shaft pressed against her recently-cleaned puckered hole. She gasped in shock, and tried to escape, but my grip was tight around her waist. “Honey, either this, or I breed Jenny until I can make sure that she’s pregnant. Your choice,” I told her. 

That was enough to break Natalie’s reluctance. After all, it didn’t matter much to Natalie. According to our bet, she was supposed to obey and serve me for the next year, meaning I would have a lot of opportunities to break through her backdoor. So, instead of pulling away, she slowly pushed herself down, swallowing my shaft bit by bit. I let her control the pace, a small reward for her obedience. 

Meanwhile, Jenny was shocked at the view. “Honey, is that going into your ass?” Jenny asked in shock, and Natalie nodded, her lips firmly shut to keep her pained yelps in, but gaining only limited success in the process. After all, losing her anal virginity was a painful process, especially at first. At that point, Jenny stopped masturbating with her cum-covered fingers and stood up, giving Natalie a hug. “Oh, honey. That’s an amazing gift! You’re the best!” Then, she started kissing Natalie passionately.  

Though I was willing to bet that, despite the amazingness of the body that delivered it, Natalie wasn’t entirely happy with the sudden hug. The reason was simple, the sudden movement pushed her down, ending up most of my shaft lodged in her bowels, causing a painful jolt. Still, Natalie managed to keep her voice to a minimum, and the small escaped moans were muffled by Jenny’s lips. But when Jenny pulled back from the kiss, she had done something that was even more surprising. She had pushed her fingers into Natalie’s mouth, her cum-covered fingers that were busy digging through her stained tunnel just moments ago. “It’s a reward,” she explained, not giving Natalie a chance to reject, and she was not in a position to resist. 

Jenny pulled back as quickly as she had started. “I have an even better idea,” she said in excitement and dashed upstairs, my seed dripping down her legs freely. 

“So, does it mean that I’m a father now,” I whispered into Natalie’s ears, earning a scathing look despite the situation. I was quick to punish her, pulling her down harshly, forcing her to yelp in pain as her asshole stretched to its limits. 

“Don’t even joke about it,” she managed to say after several quick breaths to contain the pain, a duration which I used to a maximum effect by sliding my fingers into her slit, starting to pump mercilessly, turning the situation into a pseudo-double-penetration. She gasped once more. “It’s just a passing fancy, we’re not ready to have a child,” she explained. 

“Best of luck,” I countered her. “But she seemed quite enthusiastic. I’m sure you heard how she begged to be impregnated, and her leg strength was not a joke either. There’s no benefit for you fighting a losing battle.” 

“It’s none of your business,” Natalie spat a scathing answer rapidly, and received the corresponding punishment just as quick. 

“Considering a considerable part of pregnancy process was done by me, and the fact that I’m somehow going to fuck her partner in the ass for the next year means that I’m going to be somehow linked to the process,” I explained in amusement, enjoying the sudden windfall of interjecting myself into such a private subject. But before Natalie could answer, Jenny appeared on the stairs, bringing a surprise along. On her waist, a considerably-large strap-on was firmly attached, and from her enthusiastic gaze toward Natalie, there was little mystery how she imagined to use it. 

“That’s why you don’t repress people’s kinks,” I whispered into Natalie’s ear, amused just how much things had gone out of control for her. Not only her girlfriend had surrendered herself to me, and enthusiastically watched as Natalie lost her anal virginity, but also she was going to be a willing participant. That was even better than my dreams. 

“You don’t mind if I join, do you,” Jenny asked as she closed in the distance.  

Natalie opened her mouth to answer, but I had the perfect way to silence her. I quickened my anal assault, and her words disappeared. “Nobody asked you,” I whispered into her ear before turning my attention to Jenny. “Sure, the more, the merrier. And actually, let me help you.” With that, I stood up while still keeping my shaft in, forcing Natalie to stand up with me as well, the unfamiliar angle enhancing the anal strain she was in even further. 

“Thanks for the invite,” Jenny said with an exaggerated cheerfulness before sliding into Natalie, creating an uneven, but a still delicious sandwich. Jenny attacked Natalie’s lips, who could do nothing but obediently accept her wandering tongue, while her hips started pushing back and forth. I made sure to match my pace to her furious assault, and Natalie, stuck in the middle, started moaning helplessly, the pleasure impossible to resist, turning her into a helpless toy.

It was even better than my wildest hopes for the night. With this, iron links that pinned Natalie helpless turned titanium, completing my quest of domination. 

Nobody messed with me without paying the price…