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Life of a Dominant Futanari Week 4 Chapter 127/13: Accomplice
🕑 Added 2022-09-08 12:34:33 +0000 UTCI tossed June aside on top of her sister. Both were moaning wreaks, and I was spent. I wasn't thrilled at this moment as I finished with the fraternal twins. When Samantha told me these two were a handful, that was bullshit. I was angry and a little drained as I finished with these two.
June crawled off her sister, and the two began to kiss. "That was great, sister; I think I found a new favorite," June told September between kisses.
My eye began to twitch, but the two were not done as September replied, "We will discuss later, but I completely agree." Both of them were spent, and their voices sounded lustful. Their bodies were trembling from orgasms, and they deepened the kiss like I was no longer there.
I felt anger rise, and I got up off the bed, turning away. I almost stormed out of the room as I left. I closed the door behind me silently, letting the twins continue to make out on the bed behind me. Without knowing this type of anger, I felt frustrated and very annoyed. My feelings were in turmoil for a weird reason, and I didn't like it as I moved through the hallway and up the stairs. I seemed to be moving fast when I reached the top floor and found another Mistress walking into the dressing room area. My cock was out, and she turned to me as I reached the landing.
"Oh, you must be Mistress Futanari," A soft voice said, and I looked at the stunning redhead in a black corset with her breasts out. I automatically guessed that they were B cups, and I looked her up and down. She was a pale-skinned woman, and her smile was charming. Her pussy had a small landing strip, and she looked me up and down as I did her. This woman wore heels that were at least four inches high, and she still only reached my chin.
"Sorry, now isn't the moment," I told her honestly, "I am in a very bad mood, and I need to change to meet with Samantha.
"That is okay; I am Mistress Electro. I will talk to you when you are in a better mood," Mistress Electro said and allowed me past.
Something about her name rang a bell, but I was too annoyed to pay attention to it. I quickly walked down the hallway and reached my dressing room. I took care of my outfit and took off everything when I noticed I forgot to grab my panties on the way out. I sighed with growing frustration. I finished taking everything off and put it on the clean clothing rack. I looked down to find my dirty workout clothing and nothing else in the room. I sighed as I realized I had left my bag in the office with Samantha and Crystal. I sighed and began to put on my sweaty clothes; although I was sighing, I was more than used to it.
I quickly finished up, knowing I would give Samantha a bit of my mind as I walked down the hallway. I knew I should shower, but that could wait till I got home. I was super annoyed and frustrated right now as I exited the changing area and knocked on Samantha's door.
"Come in!" I heard and opened the door to see Becky, Paul, Crystal, and Samantha. Paul was sitting on a couch chair in the corner with a laptop in front of them while Crystal and Becky sat on opposite sides of the couch while Samantha was at her desk. I stepped in, and I closed the door. I made sure to even lock it before taking a deep breath.
"How did it go?" Samantha asked.
I barked out a laugh that I couldn't stop. "How did it go, you ask me," I said, my voice dripping with venom. "I honestly never knew I could be this annoyed and frustrated while fucking two women and dominating them." I replied and saw Samantha wince, "I wasn't a dominatrix in that fucking room. That would be an understatement for those two. The better term for what I was with them in that fucking room was a fucking dildo." I told her as my anger fueled my tone. "I was a fucking dildo fuelling their lust for-"
"Stop right there," Samantha shouted, and I stopped hearing the anger in her voice. "We have others in the room right now, and you signed documents. You cannot say any more right now; we can talk in private afterward." Her voice started to calm down, and I remembered everyone else in the room and began to calm down as the reminder broke the back of my anger.
The anger wasn't lost, though, and the frustration was real. I took another deep breath and turned to Samantha, "I need to get it off my chest, so I would like to talk after the meeting," I told her, "I know I should not talk more about it in front of others. I would like some time to vent to someone who is allowed to listen to get it out of my head, if only temporarily." I told her.
Samantha nodded and motioned to the couch where everyone but Crystal was trying to look uninterested. I moved, sat between Crystal and Becky, and Samantha got up from her desk and moved around. "Now, with that out of the way, I hear that you have something for the contractors, Becky," Samantha said, coming around.
"Yes, Although we still have to talk equipment, our main thing is design. It is a room that uses Dark colors to make the room feel smaller, while the second room or the punishment room is meant to create feelings of abandonment. I also want to make it soundproof so that Angela can move things around in the other room or even dominate someone else while leaving the person in the punishment room feeling well." Becky shrugged her shoulders, "Abandoned. The only thing that hasn't been decided upon is the main equipment for the room. Well, other than that specialized weight machine." Becky finished, and both turned to me, and I shrugged.
"I want something like you to have Crystal," I said, looking at her, "Sturdy but movable. I want to be able to customize the experience for my guests and be able to pull out whatever suits my fancy." I told the room, and I saw Crystal blush.
"That is Crystal's specialization. Not many make that type of equipment," Samantha said before a sigh. "You know how annoying that is going to be?" Samantha asked after a short pause.
"Nope, I don't, truthfully," I replied, "I am new to the scene, and I was told I could customize. Although," I continued as I had a thought, "No one had to say the room had to be complete as soon as they finished the main room. Why don't we just have the room piece together as the equipment is complete?" I asked, "You can ask who is available to make the equipment and have Becky design the room and generally have it designed and built to suit the room. When done, the room looks perfect, but even before it is done, the room looks good." I said, and I saw some thought on Samantha's face.
"It will be expensive," Samantha said after a minute, "The cost will be high, but," Her expression changed a little, "I will do it and plan it with Crystal or maybe someone else, but I want to make one thing perfectly clear," Samantha said, "I want at least a two years commitment to working here at the least if I am going to do it. That is the minimum time for me, and I am willing to go above and beyond for you. I am already paying Paul and Becky, and the contractors. I am not dropping a small amount of money on you. To make up for it, I want at least a two-year commitment to being a Dominatrix under my commission."
I frowned in thought and shrugged, "Samantha, the only thing I have to ask is if I am allowed to go to university or college." I replied, "I am also looking to get into sports, and I cannot pause my life to have a decked-out room." I told her seriously.
"That is fine," Samantha replied, "I am asking for you to remain a Mistress working under my commission. If you are out of state, the Clients can always come to you. I might even help you rent a room for domination if absolutely needed. But having Mistress Futanari is a word of super mouth spreader, it seems, and I need to make up the shortfall that this will make. Also, some profit." She finished, and I nodded.
I thought about it, and I nodded. "I never had a problem working with you, Samantha. I don't believe there will be a problem working with you for the next two years." I finished, and Samantha nodded.
"Good; I hope to continue working with you even as you become an athletic superstar." Samantha took a large breath, "Crystal, do you mind doing some sketches working with Becky?" Samantha asked, "I believe we will need your equipment designs. I think I might also contact Senior Collapsable to consult or even create the work. He is expensive, but he will probably be the best other than you, Crystal." Samantha said.
"Thank you," Crystal replied, smiling brightly, "Being lumped together with a Senior is always nice. I think the only one better than that is Master Orion, although working with him is a pain because of his ego." Crystal paused, "And cost.' She finished making Samantha and Becky nod.
"His work is fantastic," Paul jumped in with an almost dreamy look.
I looked at them as they talked about something I didn't know about when Crystal jumped back in, "But for my girlfriend, I have no problem helping out, although," Crystal smiled wickedly, "I do get paid for consulting and designing. Even for my best friends and girlfriends." Crystal said.
"Bah, Discipline your girlfriend more, Angela," Samantha exclaimed, looking at me; I couldn't help but chuckle in return.
"I would love it if she punished me more," Crystal replied, looking at me, biting her lip before turning back, "But I will go over everything, and I will talk to Angela about the larger equipment later, then send the design details. I will also talk to Becky and make sure everything works, and we will have an amazing dungeon that your best clients will love, and Angela will love to dominate them in." Crystal finished, and I could see the smile on her face growing, "I call first dibs though on the room with Angela. I want to be dominated in her room so bad!" Crystal added on with a bright smile.
"Now, Paul show me what you have in mind," Samantha said, turning to him, and he smiled.
"Oh, you will, Looove this, Samantha," Paul said with a bright smile. He pulled up his laptop and showed the screen to Samantha, "Angela loves the Dice idea, and I put it quickly and love the look of the Business cards. The M and the F will be her main calling card for Domination as Mistress Futanari. I have the last four digits of the phone number on the dice, making it look more like a casino's number. This is the perfect calling card for you to hand to her clients. The only problem is that she doesn't have a business phone for you to give to her clients yet. I know you handle most of the calls for her right now. So this is the design for it." Paul finished, and I saw him clicking on the laptop.
"Next, we have some designed Dice that I plan on calling Angela this weekend to finish the design. I plan on having five or six dice created that she expressed interest in making for punishments. All she has to do is roll the dice, and a devious punishment has been made!" Paul said, "I am also planning to get one for Rick. I cannot wait to have him roll the dice for me." Paul finished with a coy smile.
"I like it," Samantha replied, "I wouldn't mind it for some of my toys as well."
Then, Paul opened something else on the laptop, and Samantha's eyes narrowed, "Temp tattoo designs?" Samantha asked.
"Yup," Paul said, "I plan on doing the same as with the dice and put a bunch of BDSM symbols together and have them ready so that you can just have them ready for order whenever a client shows interest," Paul said, and Samantha sighed.
"They also can be used as real tattoos for crazy's but," Samantha sighed and looked at me. "I didn't think dice would be your thing, but I like it. You have approved of all of this?" Samantha asked.
"Yup, Although I didn't know about the dice yet. However, I believe we briefly touched upon it last week." I replied and sat back.
I looked at Crystal beside me and saw her fidgeting with her fingers. She was looking down from time to time towards my crotch, and I smiled as I knew she was sexually charged but didn't want to do it in front of her friend. Becky, on the other hand, was blushing and trying not to look at me.
"Okay, it all looks good, and I accept it. Becky, please add the dice behind the bed or maybe even neon lights. A trademark should be visible, although for that, get Angela to sign off at the end. You know, it doesn't have to be the usual highlight either." Samantha said before finishing with, "Angela wants to talk to me now, so I need an empty room. Crystal," She said, turning to her best friend, "I will touch upon the thing Angela left so you can discuss it in the car."
Crystal nodded, and the room cleared seconds later, and I sighed as soon as the door closed. "Never talk about clients in front of anyone else, and you know it. I understand that you are frustrated, Angela, but I am serious, and so is the law." Samantha said, her voice strict as it whipped at me.
"You are right," I replied as I had a much clearer mind now that I had some time not to think about the twins. I pinched the bridge of my nose and looked at her again after a second. "I never felt that frustrated trying to dominate someone, let alone two people." I told her honestly, "This is what," I added in my head, "My fourth week of being Sexually active?" I said. "Those two are so turned on by each other that any Mistress is the fucking Dildo they use to get the other sister off. IT WAS INSANE!" I basically shouted at her as I remembered the actions of those two.
"Wait," Samantha held up her hand. "You made them cum just from watching the other?" She asked.
"Yeah, Multiple times," I replied, my frustration peaking, "I kind of lost my cool a bit, and my mind left my body. I may have gone raw," I said, feeling embarrassed.
Samantha paled, "That may not be too bad. Hopefully, they were on safe days. But I think I am more worried about them enjoying you too much." Samantha said. A second later, she waved her hand and sat back on the couch. "That doesn't matter, and it doesn't matter how unhealthily attached to each other June and September are. You will not talk about them any other time outside this room, and you know that. Still just reminding you," Samantha said as I began to get angry, and she waved her hand again.
"A more pressing matter," Samantha said, turning around and grabbing her laptop and putting it on the desk. "I looked into the footage on the camera. I also looked up the model, and it wasn't a very expensive camera; it can record up to twelve hours of footage and only records when there is movement. It will then record for ten minutes if no other movement is recorded. This thing only has its own hard drive, though, and it recorded you fucking your sissy bitch boy. Jake and some other women I haven't met. Let me tell you," Samantha said, "You fucked the shit out of that tanned woman good. My pussy is moist just thinking about it." Samantha said with a sadistic smile.
I could tell she wasn't thinking of being in Alex's position when she was thinking about it. "Besides the point. The moron who put it down activated it didn't immediately leave the room and recorded themselves moving it a couple of times for the best angle." Samantha said and put the footage to the beginning of the footage, and my anger seethed. It wasn't who I thought it was.
"It isn't Jake," I said. Samantha shook her head.
"It wasn't only Jake, but if you look here," Samantha said and pointed to the corner, and I saw him as I saw him on Monday. "He wasn't the one who planted the camera but was definitely an accomplice," Samantha said.
I turned, and I looked at the young man. Maybe a woman? On the screen. It was a short person with androgynous features. I was partially sure it was a woman because I could see some breasts, maybe? on their chest. But they were not wearing the school's uniform in this picture. Instead, they wore black pants and a black hoodie that seemed a little tight on such a small person. The person was probably in the low five-foot range, and my anger seethed.
"I guess I am on a hunt for whomever this is," I said, pointing at the young person on the screen, my anger barely constrained. I knew that Jake wasn't trustworthy. I mean, I was blackmailing him, but I felt that something was off Monday and probably didn't expect the Janitor to clean up after me. He might have even gotten someone to try and help him without knowing what was happening. My mind spun, but it all came down to whoever the other person was.
"Other news," Samantha said, getting my attention, "Nelson doesn't seem bad as the camera recorded him cleaning up your mess before he found the camera. First, You shouldn't make such a mess and not clean up. Seriously, you are lucky that this Nelson guy didn't report it to the school. Second, he didn't do anything creepy that showed any interest in you. So I will look into it further and see if there is anything. Now go home and get some rest." Samantha finished, and I nodded.
"Can I get the footage?" I asked as I stood to collect my things.
"I sent the footage of you destroying your sissy's ass and your tanned friend's body. Is there any other footage you want?" Samantha asked.
I shook my head and yawned. My mind was starting to feel groggy, and I picked up the bag. "Please, Hold onto that as I may need it in the future," I told Samantha, making her nod.
"Have a good night, and I will call you tomorrow. I want to hear what the twins have to say about your work. I haven't gotten many good reviews from them." Samantha said, and I shook my head.
"I don't want to think about those two perverts," I told Samantha honestly as I checked my stuff and headed to the door. "Good night Samantha," I said, pushing open the door, "I need sleep," and I closed the door.
I walked down the steps and slowly exited the building after waving to Howard, who watched me go. The second I pulled out, I saw Crystal pull up with her car, and I moved around to the passenger side door. I got in and yawned, "Dammit," I said, "Samantha reminded me I was tired, and I can't stop yawning." I told my girlfriend, who smiled before looking forward to driving out of the parking lot.
"You saw the footage?" Crystal asked.
"Yeah, and I am pissed off about it," I told her honestly, "This revenge shit is getting more and more complicated."
"Well," Crystal seemed about to say something, then stopped. Silence reigned in the car for several moments, and Crystal sighed, "My pussy was so wet after I saw you drilling Alex like that. I want to ride your cock so bad! I will do all the work, and you can just lay back and relax tonight, okay?" Crystal said, her tone almost begging.
My cock throbbed in response, and I smiled, "I wouldn't say no to you. Although If I fall asleep during; you can ride me to completion. I am just very tired, and practice took a lot out of me. So I am kind of tired," I told her with a wry smile, although she couldn't see it as she drove, "I will always take some time for you to enjoy me, though, Minx," I said.
Crystal grinned wickedly and turned to me as she stopped at a red light, "You know you're a real player, Angela," She told me, "You play with my feelings so easily, making me so wet for you." Crystal said before turning back, and something in me felt the wording of what she just said was weird.
I stopped myself from asking if that was a confession, though, as it felt weird to ask that. Instead, I said, "I will find out who Jake recruited tomorrow," I told her seriously, "I think I need to teach Jake that I am the boss. I am just unsure how." I finished.
Crystal chuckled, "Why not wait a couple of days?" Crystal asked, "Tell Tracy to make him feel like a real man for a night and have it recorded and finally break him by making him learn the truth. That she is now your woman, and he will never be able to fulfill her sexually anymore."
I paused, and I thought about it. It was what I had been planning on doing to him—something to finally break him after all was said and done. I didn't know if it was the time yet, but I was also tired of wasting my time with Jake. I hated the stupid moron and everything he stood for. He had tried to rape me and technically got away with it when it came to the law. Now I was dealing with it since he tried and had done something entirely different for him.
As Crystal drove, I was lost in my thoughts, and I couldn't help but think I needed more than just breaking Jake with Tracy. Something extra that would put some nails in the coffin that he made himself, and I had a thought in mind come up. I yawned, looking out the window before I asked Crystal something and noticed we were right outside her home.
"Hey, Minx," I began, "Know any guys interested in owning a sissy bitch?" I asked.
"Oh?" Crystal said as she pulled up to her garage and began parking. "What are you thinking?" Crystal asked curiously.
"I am thinking I no longer want to deal with Jake anymore," I told her honestly.
Crystal turned and looked at me. I could see her serious expression as she pressed on the brakes, "Sleep on it first," She told me and turned her head to look at the backup camera and finished packing. "Don't forget your weights; I know you will want them in the morning. Also, have you contacted Hilda this week yet?" She asked.
My eyes widened, and I shook my head, "I will look into it tomorrow morning," I told her, yawning again. "I think I told her something, but I don't remember at this moment. I think I haven't made plans with her yet. She hasn't paid me because she needs a company name to send it to. Something that she can hide in the general mayhem of an accounting report that she can send personal money into without it looking suspicious." I told her, "That is another reason why I am talking to a lawyer on Friday."
"You are busy," Crystal commented as she grabbed a bag from the back, and I got out of the car and grabbed all my weights. I put my arm and leg weights in my backpack and my chest-weighted vest over my shoulder and headed inside with Crystal, who waited to hold the door open as the Garage door closed. I noticed she plugged in the car before following her into her backyard,
Moments later, we were inside, and suddenly as we entered the kitchen, my stomach rumbled loudly, making me blush. "Have you eaten?" Crystal asked, and I shook my head, and she chuckled. "Go upstairs and shower. I will make something quick, and you can eat before we go to bed." Crystal said, pointing at the stairs.
I couldn't help but smile, and I came over to her, cupped her face, and kissed her. I kissed her, and I loved every second of our tongues intertwining. I lost myself for a moment in the kiss, and I heard her moan, only making me make the kiss even deeper. Then my stomach growled, and Crystal broke the kiss. "Go shower, Mistress; you stink of semen and sweat. Although my pussy is wet, you also need to clean up. Go to bed, and I will cook. You need to sleep soon."
It wasn't ordered and just sounded like excellent advice, which I took heed of. I walked over to the entrance of the house, and I took off my shoes before I placed my weights by my bag that I had left near the door. I took to the stairs and walked up slowly, my lack of sleep seeming to catch up to me after every step. Still, I made it to the second floor and stripped as I moved to the bed. I slowly moved into the bathroom and yawned again. I turned to look at the mirror and saw my reflection, and I looked damn sleepy. I moved into the shower and turned on the water. I didn't need to wash anything more than my cock and my body.
It didn't take long before I was finished, and I left the shower. My memory of even cleaning myself was groggy, and the time seemed to fly. I moved toward the bed but shook my head, not hitting the bed yet. I felt I might pass out as soon as I hit the bed. I didn't get good sleep last night and didn't want to be even more tired tomorrow. I moved down the stairs, which almost felt harder than going up them.
Soon I was sitting in the kitchen with Crystal looking at me. "Here you go, Mistress," Crystal said, "May I service your cock while you eat?" She asked.
I looked at her and couldn't help but smile, "You may, Slut." I told her. I could see the lust grow in her eyes as I talked down to her. The tone that I held was what did it for her, and I knew it. I talked down to her as if she was a lowly maid that had to ask permission to even talk to me. I turned without saying another thing to her, as that would ruin the magic for her. Crystal got on her hands and knees before crawling under the table. I took a fork and began to eat the large plate of food in front of me.
A second later, I felt her lips kissing the head of my cock, and I relaxed as she began to lick under the head of my cock. I ate as her mouth got to work, sending shivers of pleasure up my spine. Her hands cupped and softly cradled my balls as her tongue lapped up the underside of the head of my cock. I took more and more food into me as she pleasured me, and I felt like a queen at this moment. It felt so good as I ate and enjoyed my food with a blowjob. Crystal was doing one of her better blowjobs, and my head was flushed with pleasure constantly.
I took it all in stride, and Crystal must have felt my cock throb as she began to take my cock deep down her throat. She didn't stop or pause as I quickly got closer to the edge of orgasm. I didn't stop eating, keeping up my persona as the queen to her maid. I had almost finished the food on my plate when I had to put down my fork for a moment as my head blanked out hard as I reached my peak.
I heard her moan as I sent rope after rope of semen into her mouth. I could even hear her swallowing again and again as she took every drop of my cum in her throat. As my ejaculation came to an end, I felt her mouth pull back and heard her take a breath of air while I picked my fork up and finished my food. Crystal wasn't done as she cleaned my cock with her tongue and sucked out the excess semen from my cock. "Delicious," She commented before pulling back.
"Don't forget I wish to release another load tonight, Slut. Prepare that pussy upstairs. I am tired and will not wait for you," I told her. My voice was scalding as if she was a naughty bitch that was dumber than bricks, not thinking of something so simple. The look she gave me was one that told me that she wanted to hop onto my dick right away. Instead, I raised an eyebrow. "Go! Clean up while I am sleeping, Whore," I told her with a scathing tone filled with contempt.
My hand came down on her ass, and I shut off the lights leaving a mess behind in the kitchen. I followed Crystal up to the stairs when I remembered that I needed my phone. I walked over to my bag, picking up my phone before following her up the stairs.
After taking my time on the stairs, I walked into the bedroom with Crystal, now naked showing me her body. "Mistress, Please let me service you tonight." she requested, and I smiled.
I walked over to the nightstand, plugged in my phone, and sat on the bed without responding. I opened the blankets to the side and laid down. Drowsiness hit me like a brick. "You may slut. Remember that I don't care if I sleep. Drain my balls, or I will punish you like the naughty bitch slut you are in the morning." My voice dripped with contempt.
Crystal didn't wait, and my cock was still hard from downstairs. She stood above me and put her knee on the bed while lining my cock up with her pussy. A second later, she pushed my cock up deep into the depths of her pussy, making me moan.
Pleasure whited my world, and I watched Crystal move her ass, making her breasts bounce enticingly for me. She moaned as she took my cock and the pleasure made me moan as I laid back. I began to relax and quickly felt her ride my cock at an increasing pace. Her knees moved, and her ass gyrated, and I couldn't help the sensitive moan that I released as her pussy spasmed all over my cock. I didn't try to control it, and I felt an orgasm roll through my body, and my toes curl in pleasure.
I blacked out a second later.
Comments
Mr.Tiemos
I’ll put this as a reply because there’s no spoiler tag like on SH that can hide the message. Can’t say I’m approving of the whole “I’m asleep but you can do what you want to me” thing due to complications with consent in the past, but if their relationship includes that level of trust then I guess I can only be happy for them? Is a complex feeling reading that part…
Mr.Tiemos
“It wasn't ordered and just sounded like excellent advice, which I took heed of.” This is one way to hint that your Dom/sub relationship isn’t solely sexual. It’s nice to see a SoL-Romance section like this between Angela and Crystal every now and then.
Han Pol
And finally the feeling of working as a prostitute. :P
