I think I might have been a little too bratty – Dominant 2!

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It was our first time at a new club. I’d brought “D” along because she wanted to experience some public play and we’d heard good things about this space. After walking through the various rooms, we stopped to watch a Dom tying his sub securely to a spanking bench. Thinking he was going to do a scene with her we decided to watch. I tugged lightly on D’s leash, and she knelt at my side as she has been taught.

We were surprised with what happened next. Rather than topping his sub himself, the Dom put a sign next to the bench that asked other Doms to help teach her to be more obedient.

This was going to be interesting.

After watching the first Dom I had another idea altogether.

I walked over to her Dom and asked him a question.  He smiled.  “I think that’s a great idea,” he said, “bring her over.”

I went to where D was kneeling, I took her leash and signalled for her to stand. She did so. I brought her over to the bench, approaching from behind the exposed sub.

Fully and comfortably bisexual, D smiled when I told her my plan.  She’d worn a tight corset to the event with thigh highs and her six-inch heels.  She removed her thong and handed it to me.  I walked around in front of the bench and knelt in front of the sub, showing her the thong dangling from my fingers and pressing it against her nose, saying “breathe.”

When she took a deep breath D bent over her back, resting her breasts against the restrained woman, and then dragging herself down across her arse, playfully biting her and then blowing across her wet pussy.

As she was doing that, I removed a pair of nipple clamps on a chain from my pocket and, reaching under the bench, clamped each of the sub’s nipples.  This way if she moved at all the clamps would tighten against the bottom of the bench.

“Want to meet your tormenter?” I asked.  The sub nodded, trying to move her head to see behind her.

“Say please,” I said.  Gagged, she got the word out as best she could.

I nodded to D. She moved around and as I stood to one side, knelt in front of our bound submissive.  I whispered in D’s ear, and she licked the subs mouth and the gag, actually kissing the submissive around the gag.

As this was happening the sub’s Dom started caressing her arse.  When D kissed her, he spanked the sub hard.  I held D’s head close and made her continue to kiss and lick the sub’s face.  

I was struck that they were both so beautiful, and yet so different. D is tall and dark, with tanned skin and the sub was blonde and very fair.  The two of them made such a stunningly erotic combination.

The sub’s Dom spanked her again and again with each new kiss.  Then I had D stand in front of the sub, pushing her pussy against the submissive’s face, stroking herself up and down against her.  As she did so the sub’s Dom grabbed her ass hard and ran his fingers deep inside of her, forcing a moan against D’s cleft.

After just a few minutes I tugged D’s leash again, making her step away from our play thing. Our time was up, but I think we’d accomplished our goal.  I removed the clamps and admired our work.  The sub was visibly dripping, and her face was flushed.  I told D I was proud of her and that her reward would come later.

I strain against the restraints.  I want to reach out and pull her back towards me.  I want the dangerous intoxication of pleasure and pain to continue.  But I know my wants don’t count at this stage.

I can still taste the sweet elixir of her in my mouth.  Just the memory spikes my desire, heightens the ache within my body, flames the need between my legs.

I clutch the bell tightly as I wait and wonder what it is that wait will bring.

Thank you to Dominant 2 – @1Bentographer

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