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Life of a Dominant Futanari Alternative Chapter 26: ????
🕑 Added 2023-09-27 10:45:31 +0000 UTCI left Chun Yan as the night sky started to turn dark. She lay twitching on the bed, surrounded by full condoms that I had filled inside her Pussy. She had tapped out long ago, but I was determined to finish the row of Condoms. Chun Yan continued to wake up and get fucked unconscious till she was nothing more than a squirting mess as I railed her pussy into submission again and again.
Leaving her room, I wondered if I should come back. Chun Yan was a paid service; frankly, I wasn't paid for tonight. I did not have to interact with her and was also supposed to be here with my mother. My mind blanked for a moment, and I realized my mistake. I was here with Violet. I was with Violet, and I needed to keep thinking of her as such. She was my Submissive at this time, and I promised her that.
Now I was here avoiding that very promise because I felt so incredibly awkward and could not help but sigh as I reached the elevator. My stomach grumbled, and I wanted to eat after exercising a slut in her room. I sighed and entered the elevator without much thought and was soon deposited on the main floor. I didn't know what to do if Chun Yan continued to follow me after this interaction. I told her I would fuck her till the condoms ran out, and I promised other things even if my mind refused to think much about that promise.
Stepping out of the elevator, I was more lost in thought as I walked down the hallway toward my room with Violet. It was my room with Violet, and I wondered if she would be there. I swiped my card, entered the room, and saw Violet on the bed, looking very annoyed. "Oh, you are here," Violet said, her voice short, and I knew she was pissed. At first, I felt like a shit storm was about to hit, and then I remembered something in the back of my head.
"Oh?" I said, "Is that how a fucking slave greets their Mistress?" I asked harshly, as I wouldn't say I liked her tone.
"Oh, I am a slave now?" Violet asked back, turning to me, and I knew she was even more pissed than I thought, "I degraded myself and begged for something that I wanted, but just like your father, you went to someone else first before me!" She snapped, and I looked at her, surprised at the low blow, and snarled.
"Oh?" I asked, "I promised one more evening with that woman, Violet," I said, "I am not abandoning you! I am WORKING!"
"You PROMISED ME!" Violet snapped back.
"WHEN DID I GO BACK ON MY PROMISE?" I snapped back.
"You have," Violet stopped for a moment, and I saw the tears in her eyes, and I wanted to sigh. "Do you know how hard it was for me to beg you like that?" Violet asked, "How good it felt? How wrong it felt, but with how much liberty I felt the moment after?" Violet asked, "Do you know how I feel?" Violet asked.
I looked at her for several moments and sighed, "No, I don't know how it felt for you. I have just started this and have never been a Masochist," I told her honestly. "To me, I was finishing my work, and I was done with her. Now, I can focus on enjoying the rest of the vacation. My attention will be completely on you and no one else. I will treat you like a good little slave who needs to pine over my attention. Like a good little fuck girl, I will make sure you understand your place," I said.
I watched Violet shudder as I said it, and I looked at her, "Isn't that what you wanted, Violet?" I asked, "Well, tell me?" I ordered.
"Y- yeah," She said, her voice shy. "A- Are you sure you are done with her?" Violet asked, her voice much shier, and I felt weird seeing her like this. Her face was blushing, and the anger that was so apparent not so long ago was gone.
Did she want to be spoiled and wanted my attention?
I didn't know what to think, and my mind felt like it was being lit on fire again. Why was I allowing this? Why was I doing what I knew I would do to this woman later tonight? Yes, Violet looked terrific and was objectively attractive, But, BUT!
My mind blanked, and I refused to think of that last thought and took a deep breath. "It was work," I finally said, "I will talk to Chun Yan tomorrow if she approaches me," I continued, "Now, Stop acting spoiled. I am hungry, and we need to eat before the buffet closes."
Violet nodded and worked on the tears in her eyes. I looked at her, and she was in her little red bikini, and she looked good. Her body was amazing, and I could only acknowledge it. "Okay, so, put on something quick as it is getting dark out. We talk more when we get back or talk less, and you can enjoy yourself following my orders. But by god, I better not have you acting out once more the rest of this vacation, Violet, Or I will punish you so badly you will regret everything," I finished with my voice turning dark.
Violet nodded, and I could see her smiling now, which was something I noticed most Masochists did when they got their way despite the warnings. Violet went to work making herself look like she had not just thrown a bit of a fit, and I questioned my life as I changed outfits.
Instead, I opened the suitcase and pulled out a black T-shirt I spotted when opening things up. It cut off over the stomach, but it was a short-sleeved hip lift shirt that showed off my toned Six-pack muscles. I looked good, and I smiled as I put on a matching Black jean pants that came with it, and I knew that Violet would enjoy it. It would also work later, as I made up for ignoring Violet today.
I still didn't know why I was doing what I was doing other than an arbitrary promise I made to her. It was not a good idea or even a great idea. It was a bad idea all around, but I continued putting on the outfit and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked perfect and dominant, just like I wanted, and put on my shoes, readying myself to head out for a late dinner.
Looking at all the toys, I thought about what I should do tonight. I knew she would insist, and I kind of wanted to do something to Violet. She was already throwing a temper tantrum, and I had no idea what I would do if I had to continue dealing with that.
A moment later, Violet stepped out of the bathroom, looking fine and wearing some makeup. She blushed and murmured something I could not hear as she stepped back into the bedroom. Violet looked at me, and I saw her blush a bit more before she tore into her own clothing, and I wondered something.
Was my mother always attracted to me in this way a little?
The thought hit me hard, and I suppressed it, and my face turned hard as I didn't want to think about it anymore. Instead, I watched as she took off her red Bikini and put on a Backless floral dress with a diving neck that crisscrossed, and she had to tie the dress together. The black with floral patterns looked good, and she was showing her cleavage. It looked like it was perfect for the place we were at, and she blushed as she looked back to see me looking at her.
Then she put on black panties, but I markedly noticed that she never put on a bra. My mind tried to shy away from that fact, but my brain assaulted me with the knowledge. Then Violet walked over, put on her flip-flops, and looked at me, "Mistress, Do I look good?" Violet asked.
The answer was an assault on me, and I felt like we were now dating, and I responded, "Yes, you do," Without thinking too much about it. My mind felt like it was on fire again, and I stood and grabbed my stuff, "Come on, before the place closes," I reminded her, "this Mistress is Hungry, and if you want something later, then you need to ensure your Mistress is happy."
I turned and walked out, taking control of the circumstances, and Violet followed me out. We walked down the hallway, and I walked slightly in front of Violet; I felt weird as she blushed behind me. I didn't know what to do with her as I was in constant flux about how I should feel about her.
Walking through the resort as the sun was setting and the dark was settling in was a little weird. Violet was quiet as we walked, and when we arrived at the buffet, it was relatively quiet, and I saw some fresh food being set out. Some people were still walking in, and I walked in with Violet, "Come on, let's grab food and find a place to sit. You are allowed to sit and pick up food with me," I told her, unsure of how to act.
"Thanks," My Mother replied, and I shook my head, not knowing why tonight I was having a hard time keeping my mind thinking of her as Violet.
I needed to become steadfast, and I walked out and started to grab a plate before gathering food. Spending some time on my own might be a good thing, and I started to fill up a plate with random foods from around the world in the international part of the buffet while thinking about nothing. My mind still felt like it was on fire with the things that I had done, and I knew that I needed to do something to Violet tonight.
Should I go hard?
Should I go soft?
No, She wanted it hard.
She wanted it painful with a mix of pleasure.
I knew she wanted to be degraded and made to be at the bottom.
She needed a harsh Mistress that punished her for even questioning her.
My mind started to settle; I thought about the toys I had access to, and my mind started spinning. I found a place that was clean to sit, and I thought about things. When I noticed Violet sitting across from me with a plate of food, she was smiling like she won. I hated her; she looked like she had won and beat me at something. Emotionally, I still felt weird knowing that Violet threw something of a fit that I had to temper, and I couldn't help but want to dampen that.
"So I was thinking about your punishment tonight," I said casually, and Violet stared at me, surprised.
"I-," Violet began.
"No, you will be punished. I am your Mistress, and if I choose to get fucked by sixteen big muscular men in front of you and ban you from masturbating, please, enlighten me on what I expect you to do?" I said, suddenly cutting her off.
Violet looked away with a blush, and I took a thing of food, and I wondered what she would say. It took a minute, and I continued to eat, and I finally didn't allow the silence to continue. We might be in public, but I truly did not give a single fuck that she was feeling shy about things. I was in charge, and she needed to answer my question. "So, What do I expect you to do?" I asked seriously.
"To- To watch and not masturbate as you get fucked by those men," Violet said.
"Good, now, I went out, and I decided to fuck a client into unconsciousness, which you may or may not be lucky enough to get that treatment tonight, and you gave me attitude for doing so," I said slowly, "What do you think a little slave such as yourself deserves for being disobedient?" I asked.
I leaned back, continued eating with a raised eyebrow, and watched Violet deflate and her smile disappear. "To be punished," Violet said after a couple of moments, and I smiled.
"Good, you are not stupid," I said with a grin. I looked around and noticed a couple of frowns looking my way, and I shook my head.
"Excuse me," I suddenly heard, and I turned and saw a black-haired white man standing near me with a woman who had brown hair. She was wearing a floral dress like Violet, but it was a little more modest than Violets, and it reached her knees and didn't show off her cleavage, although I could tell that she had nice D-cup breasts at the least.
"What?" I asked, turning to the man.
I looked at the man, and I could tell that he was insulted that I was talking to a woman in such a way, and I wanted to roll my eyes. I was talking to my mother exactly the way that she wanted to be treated, and being nice to her would dry up her pussy. "You shouldn't talk to women that way," he said, his voice strict.
"I can talk to her however way I want to. What you shouldn't do is butt into other people's business. You do not know what the circumstances here are, and you are annoying me. Now, go eat your dinner somewhere else," I told him strictly. I was already annoyed about things, and my attention had little to spare for this nitwit.
"You-" He began, and I sighed exaggeratedly, cutting him off.
"I don't think you understand what I just said, nitwit," I said, being more vulgar now, "Leave us alone," I snapped.
"You should be more respectful to your elders," He said, walking back, and I turned to the woman.
"How do you deal with an insufferable man who gets into other people's business? You can do better, lady. There are plenty of black men who can probably do better in the sack than him. Hell, Make the little cuck watch; you never know," I grinned as the man started to turn red as I talked to his wife or lover. "He might enjoy it more than you know."
Both walked away, and I rolled my eyes, annoyed I had to deal with yet another idiot today. "You think people can mind their damn business when you are at a resort," I said, turning to look back at Violet, who was blushing, and she nodded.
"Now, do you understand what I have been saying?" I asked, "I am going to punish you lightly because I understand where I went wrong, but you could have licked my feet and asked for forgiveness, begging for me to listen to your plight and feelings." I said degrading here, "Like a proper slave asking to tell their Mistress their feelings. That is what I expect next time," I finished.
I took a bite of food, and her face was crimson as we now knew others could hear our conversation. "Now eat; I need to think about what I am going to do with you later," I raised my hand as a walking past waitress walked nearby. "Excuse me, can I get a couple of glasses of water and a drink for her?"
Soon, Violet ordered a drink, and I continued on with my food, and the conversation ended. Still, I had to get up for another plate. The international food this time was excellent.
Comments
epoeck
This chapter was quite good IMO. You could've somehow made her look more stressed out with the whole mother situation and that stress leading to her treatment of the guy if you wanted to. But that's only an idea
Madjic
hey Guys, So I had a bit of trouble with this chapter. I would love to hear feedback on the chapter as i had trouble making this interaction good. I hope you enjoy it over all! I want to get this going so I can actually publish the side story at some point. Anyways, again, Enjoy!
