On Her Terms Ch. 01: The Arrangement

Most guys fantasize about having sex with two girls at once. However most of those fantasies don’t involve being dominated by a butch lesbian while your ex-girlfriend watches…

Dale and Laura met in College, when they both had a history class together. They got assigned to work together on a group project. They would flirt with each other while they were working together, and when the group went out for drinks after handing in the final project, they ended up hooking up. After that, they dated for a few weeks. The relationship was very physical; Laura had a sex drive big enough to rival any man’s and they spent most of their time together in the bedroom. Sex with Laura was like nothing Dale had ever experienced. Laura loved anal sex, loved to talk dirty, and loved being treated like a dirty slut. She would turn him on by telling him her fantasies of having sex with other women, and then she would finger Dale’s ass while giving him head. Her sexual energy was impossible to resist and he loved every minute of it, even the fingering. Laura was bisexual and talked all the time about wanting to have a threesome with another girl, which gave Dale plenty of material to fantasize about when they weren’t together.

Unfortunately they never really clicked on an intellectual or emotional level. In fact they never really talked much at all. After a few weeks of passion, Dale started to see a little less of her, and he knew it wasn’t going to last. They parted ways when they both went home for the Winter Break, and after a few dull phone conversations they finally broke it off. Dale knew he would miss the sex, but he had no regrets about their affair, except that they never did get to have a threesome. Deep down though, he worried that he just wasn’t man enough to satisfy her insatiable sex drive. Over the next couple of years he dated a few girls but none of them had the sexual appetite that Laura had. He saw her around campus a couple of times over the next semester and was surprised to see her arm and arm with a rather butch lesbian who played on the women’s rugby team. Dale knew Laura was in to girls but he never figured she would go steady with a woman like that. Then Laura graduated and he didn’t see her around campus anymore.

It was over a year before he saw her again, and he recognized her immediately the moment he saw her. He was trying a new restaurant for the first time when her familiar face greeted him with a menu. She looked as stunning as ever. They flirted a bit while she waited on him and they made plans to have lunch and catch up. Over the next few weeks they got together a few times for a meal or a couple of drinks. And every time they were together the sexual tension was almost palpable. Beyond catching up they still didn’t really have a lot to talk about together, but the excitement of their attraction to one another kept it interesting. It wasn’t long before their conversations turned to reminiscing over their brief few weeks of passion.

It was after a few happy hour drinks that Laura confided in Dale that she had not been with another man since they had broken up. Although she was definitely in love with her lesbian partner, Sam, Dale could tell that she was longing for a different kind of touch. That night Laura invited Dale back to her apartment for another drink. Sam was out playing a rugby match. At first Dale felt a little weird, seeing pictures of Sam along with her rugby trophies all around. The couple of times he had met Sam, she always seemed kind of dismissive and intimidating; she was obviously aware of their history and wasn’t too happy about their current interactions. But then he found himself sitting on the couch next to Laura and she was letting her hair down and looking as gorgeous and as sexy as he remembered. They practically threw themselves at one another.

They kissed furiously. Their hands went everywhere. They let their hormones take over like high school lovers. Dale had Laura’s shirt off and was sucking on her breasts with one hand down her pants, when Sam walked in…

They all stared at each other as it took Sam a few seconds to register what was going on. Then she exploded.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” she shouted at Dale. She dropped her gym bag and moved quickly to the couch. “Get your hands off her, you little bitch!” she yelled and grabbed a fistful of Dale’s hair, dragging him up off of Laura, who cowered away trying to cover herself with a shirt. Sam reached back and punched Dale in the stomach knocking the wind out of him. She hit him in the face sending him sprawling to the floor. She reached down and grabbed his shirt lifting him back up onto his feet. “You think you can walk in here and try and fuck my girlfriend, huh?” The she brought her knee forcefully up into Dale’s groin. He collapsed in agony, feeling like he was about to vomit from the pain. “What do you think about that, bitch?”

“Stop it!” pleaded Laura. “Stop hurting him!”

Sam stopped and looked over at Laura, who was crying. She turned back to Dale. “Get the fuck out of here, now!” anadolu yakası escort

Dale pulled himself to his feet and began limping to the doorway. Laura rushed over to hand him his shoes. “Are you OK?” she asked. “I’m so sorry!”

Dale nodded, still hunched over with one hand clutching his throbbing balls. His eye was beginning to bruise. The physical pain was intense, but so was the damage to his pride as he realized he just had his ass kicked by a girl. “I’m sorry,” he groaned as he left and limped to his car. Sam came over and shut the door behind him. Then she grabbed Laura, still topless, by the shoulders and pressed her back up against the door. Laura was scared for an instant, but then Sam leaned in and kissed her fiercely on the lips and began grabbing her tits, picking up right where Dale had left off, only with a little bit of a different attitude.

“So you can’t keep your clothes on for one night while I’m out, can you?” she said and began sucking on Laura’s nipple. Laura moaned. “You’re just a little cheating slut aren’t you?” She gave Laura’s nipple a little bite, causing her to gasp.

“No, I’m your slut, Sir,” replied Sam.

“Then how come you’re trying get with that little punk? Aren’t I good enough for you?” Sam ripped Laura’s pants off of her and began fingering her pussy roughly.

Laura moaned. “Oh god, I love you Sam. I’m so sorry. I just…” said Laura, trailing off.

Sam kissed her on the lips again and began rubbing her finger gently over Laura’s clitoris. “What is it, baby? You just what?”

Laura hesitated, closing her eyes, feeling her body melt into Sam’s warm fingers. “I was just so turned on thinking about his cock,” she said quietly. She looked at Sam apologetically. “I just wanted to feel a real cock again. It feels so good. I miss it. I hope you aren’t mad at me.”

Sam looked her in the eye. “I’m only mad that you went behind my back,” she said. “You’re my little pet remember? You should have just asked me.”

“You mean you’d let me have sex with him?” asked Laura.

“Well, I didn’t say that,” said Sam, smugly. “But I might think about it.” She smiled coyly. “For now you’ll just have to be satisfied with me.” With that she picked Laura up and carried her into the bedroom. She set her down on the bed and kissed her long and passionately. Then she lifted Laura’s legs up and smacked her on the ass. “Of course, you know you aren’t getting off without being punished.” She pulled Laura’s legs back over her head exposing her ass even more and spanked her hard several times. Laura yelped and groaned with each smack. Then Sam got up and walked to the closet. She picked out her most lifelike strap-on dildo and began buckling the harness on. “Since you’re so eager to get fucked, I guess I might as well give you what you want. Is that what you want, slut?”

Laura got up on her knees and began to beg. “Oh yes, Sir! I want to get fucked so bad! Please fuck me.” Sam made her suck the dildo before telling her to get on her hands and knees and turn around.

“OK, you little slut, since you want to get fucked so bad I’m going to fuck the shit out of you until you can’t stand it anymore!” With that she plunged the dildo into Laura’s sopping wet cunt. Laura moaned with pleasure as Sam began fucking her hard, pounding into her and slapping her ass. It didn’t take long before the first orgasm hit Laura and she began screaming with each thrust. Sam was taunting her, calling her a slut and a whore. She made Laura beg for her cock. She flipped Laura onto her back and began fucking her again, stopping periodically to twist her into a different position.

Laura lost count of how many orgasms she had that night. Sam also was enjoying herself. She got off on dominating Laura and treating her like her personal sex toy. The inside of the strap-on rubbed against her clit as she pounded away, causing her to cum multiple times. After what must have been hours, Laura’s pussy was on fire from all the abuse it was getting. She begged Sam to stop, but she kept going, reminding her that this was her punishment. It was supposed to hurt.

Laura finally got Sam to stop by begging her to fuck her in the ass instead. After some pleading, Sam obliged. Laura got back on her hands and knees. Sam squirted some lube and worked the toy into Laura’s ass until it was all the way in. Then she resumed her rhythm, fucking her ass with long, hard strokes, her thighs slapping loudly against Laura’s ass cheeks. As Sam worked herself up to one last orgasm, Laura came too. When it was over, they collapsed together and kissed lovingly and passionately. Neither could remember ever having such intense sex together before.

Life returned to normal over the next couple of weeks, except Dale and Laura didn’t try to contact each other anymore. Dale wanted to talk to her again, but he was terrified of crossing paths with Sam. He accepted the fact that she out of reach to him and that he would probably never get a chance with her again.

He was just beginning ataköy escort to put her out of his mind, when he got a text message from her. She said she wanted to talk and invited him to her house. Dale was uneasy, but she promised it was safe and wouldn’t be like the last time. Dale was desperate enough to take that risk. He wanted to see her so bad. He agreed to come over that same afternoon.

Dale was nervous and had flashbacks of Sam kneeing him in the balls. He parked a couple houses down and walked briskly up to the front door. He glanced around looking for Sam’s car and was relieved that he didn’t see it. He rang the doorbell.

When the door opened, there stood Sam, wearing uncharacteristically tight clothing. Dale was shocked to see her and just stood there, confused.

“Hi Dale,” she said. “Come on in.” She turned and walked into the living room.

“Uh, hi,” stammered Dale as he watched her voluptuous rear end clad in spandex workout shorts, swaying as she walked towards the sofa. He had never seen her legs before, as she usually wore baggy jeans or sweatpants. He could see the muscles flexing as she walked, all the way from her calves to her powerful thighs, to her plump round ass. She was wearing a skin-tight t-shirt. In a daze, Dale shut the door behind him and slowly followed her. He admired her thick, powerful torso as she turned around in front of the couch. She was definitely built like an athlete. She was thick, but she was not fat. Her waist was still thinner than her wide hips, and her breasts, which he noticed did not seem to be confined by any kind of bra, were quite large, so that despite being somewhat short and stocky, she still had an hourglass figure. Her breasts bounced and jiggled as she sat down on the couch and patted the spot next to her.

“Come, sit” she said, more an order than a request.

“Umm, is…is Laura home?” asked Dale.

“No, she’s at work today,” said Sam. “But she left her phone here, so I took the liberty of inviting you over. I hope you’re not too disappointed. Come have a seat.”

Dale approached the couch nervously, still confused. He sat down stiffly and Sam turned to face him. “You’re probably wondering why I asked you to come over,” she said. Dale nodded slightly, still somewhat afraid to speak. “First, I wanted to apologize for the way I treated you the last time. Don’t get me wrong, I’m still mad at you for making out with Laura. I know you two used to date but she is mine now and you had no right to touch her behind my back. I had every right to kick you out, but I probably didn’t have to be so rough with you. I overreacted and I’m sorry I hurt you so badly.” She gave a smile that seemed very genuine and surprisingly feminine. “Do you forgive me?”

“Yeah,” said Dale. “I guess so. I…I’m sorry I kissed Laura.”

“Don’t worry,” said Sam, smiling still. “I can’t blame you for wanting such a hot piece of ass. But you better not try to see her without my knowledge again, or we’re going to have a problem. Do you understand?” Her face grew very stern and Dale knew she wouldn’t hesitate to kick his ass again, or worse.

“Yes, of course!” Dale said quickly.

“Good,” said Sam, her smile returning. “But to be honest, as sorry as I am about hurting you, I feel even worse about depriving Laura of something she really wanted. Laura is bisexual, and for as many toys as I have and as much as she gets off when I fuck her, I know she has desires that I just can’t expect to satisfy. Does that make sense?”

Did it? Dale wasn’t sure what he was hearing, but he had perked up and forgot some of his fear while she was saying it. “Uh, I guess so.”

“Laura still fantasizes about men, and I want to make her happy and give her what she wants,” said Sam. “And that means sooner or later, I’m going to have to let her sleep with a man so she can get it out of her system. If that’s going to happen, I’d rather it be with someone that she can trust, and that I can trust. I sure as hell don’t want some punk trying to fuck her behind my back.” She narrowed her eyes accusingly at Dale for a second before continuing. “I want it to happen on my terms, while I’m in control of the situation. As I’m sure you can tell, I don’t really trust men.” She laughed a little and her breasts jiggled. Dale laughed nervously too, as his eyes strayed to her chest for what he was sure was a little too long. He still wasn’t sure if this conversation was going where he thought it was going.

“So,” continued Sam. “After the other night, I decided you seem like a fairly harmless candidate. What do you think?”

Dale was dumbstruck. “Uh… what do you…are you saying you want me to sleep with Laura?”

“Yes, I want you to fuck her. She wants you, she told me herself. Or rather, she wants that little prick of yours. And she trusts you. And I think after the last time you tried to go behind my back, that you understand who is in charge here. Am I right?”

“Yes, of course,” said Dale getting excited, but still not quite believing ataşehir escort what he was hearing. “I would never try to do anything behind your back again.”

“Are you interested?” asked Sam.

“Yeah, of course!” said Dale, really excited now. “I’ll do it however you want.” His mind was racing with the thought of getting to be with Laura again. He had been jerking off thinking about her for the last year and a half.

“Good, I thought you might be,” said Sam smiling. “But I want you to understand that even though you get to have sex with her, I will still be in charge. The two of you won’t do anything unless I say so. I will always be with you, and you will always defer to me, you will obey me, do you understand?” She was very stern looking again.

“Yeah, of course,” said Dale trying not to seem too eager. “I understand.”

Sam looked at him with a piercing gaze for a minute. “I’m not sure you do, Dale. You see, I own her. She obeys me. She belongs to me, and I take good care of her. I fuck her whenever and however I want. And if you want to be the man that gets to fuck her, you are going to obey me too. You will have to earn the right to put your little dick inside of my girl. You are going to have to make me happy, and keep me happy. And I promise you, that if you make me happy, you will be very happy as well. Now do you understand?”

“Yes,” said Dale nodding. “I understand.” Some of his excitement was gone, replaced with a different excitement as he pictured this buxom, amazon of woman dominating the petite, sexy Laura. And he was a little excited about being in a submissive role himself.

“If you want to have sex with Laura again, you will have to submit to me first and prove that you will obey orders. You have to earn the privilege. Are you willing to do that, Dale?”

Dale was getting incredibly turned on by all of this. He nodded enthusiastically. “Yes, I’m willing. I want to do this,” he said.

“Good,” said Sam, grinning. “I knew I could trust you.” She leaned back and crossed her legs. “Starting now, anytime you are in this house, you are my slave. I own you and you will follow my rules, understand?”

“Yes,” replied Dale.

“And the first rule is that will address me as ‘Sir’ when you answer me.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Now I want you to strip and kneel in front of me.”

Dale was a bit caught off guard. This was getting real, fast. Hesitantly he started untying his shoes and pulling them off. He glanced up at Sam, who was smirking slightly.

“Are you nervous?” asked Sam. “You did realize you would have to get naked in front of me eventually, right?”

Yes, Sir.” answered Dale and began to move a little quicker. He hesitated again when he got down to his boxers. His hard-on was obviously making a tent in his drawers.

“Come on Dale, let’s see what you’ve got,” said Sam, clearly enjoying this.

He slid his boxers down and his fully erect, six-inch long member sprang free. He stood up, feeling kind of awkward.

“Hmmm, not exactly something to write home about,” remarked Sam, looking unimpressed. “I wonder what Laura saw in you, anyway. Now, kneel.” She pointed at her feet. Dale dropped to his knees. “You are obviously turned on right now. Are you turned on by me, or by the thought of serving me? I hope that being my slave turns you on, because it’s going to make this a lot easier.”

“Yes, it does, Sir,” answered Dale.

“Good. Now I want you to worship my feet. Show me how excited you are to be serving me.” She stuck out her left foot towards his face.

Dale took her foot and brought it to his mouth. He kissed the top a few times, feeling lucky that her foot seemed relatively clean.

“You’ll have to try harder than that,” said Sam. “Remember, I don’t have to let you fuck Laura. I can kick you out anytime if I think you’re not taking this seriously.”

With that, Dale began licking her toes and kissing all over her feet. As Sam prompted him he began sucking all of her toes and licking every inch of her foot. After a little while she made him switch feet and he lavished her right foot with his oral attention. It was humiliating to lick her feet, but it was turning him on so much. Even the feel of how strong her calves were was turning him on. His exposed cock was rock hard the entire time. As he sucked her toes he looked up at her body and admired the shape of her buxom body, and her skin tight clothes that showed off every curve. He could imagine worse looking women to serve.

Sam noticed him looking at her. “Do you like what you see, Dale?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Do you wish you could fuck me too?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Well, that’s never going to happen, so you might as well forget about it,” said Sam. “But you will learn to pleasure every inch of my body as often as I want if you want a chance with Laura, so don’t you worry.” After a while longer, Sam told him to stop and she got up from the couch. “Well, you’ve proven you’re willing to follow orders, but let’s see how far you’re willing to go,” she said. She reached down and pulled her t-shirt off, letting her gorgeous boobs jump out from underneath. They bounced and swayed as she tossed her shirt on the couch then began to slide her shorts down her legs. Dale yearned to feel her breasts and suck on her nipples. But Sam had other plans for the use of his tongue.