The Boss's Pet: Their Submissive Switch (13 page)

She sat upright in her chair. “Please don’t do that to me.”

“It’s out of my hands. Master Omar has ordered it.”

“What did I do that he disapproved of?”

Nick winked at her. “I just think he likes you. You have a beautiful body, he likes the way it works, and as you know, he likes beautiful women. We have to be out by the pool in half an hour. I’m going to jump in the shower.”

Sondra fretted until Nick finished. Would she be forced to wear her leather corset without covering it? With her hard nipples showing for all to see?

Nick came out with a towel around his waist. Sondra loved watching him walk around naked, seeing his muscles moved beneath the skin. It made her wet just thinking about it.

“Remove that towel. I want to watch you.”

“But you don’t walk around nude for me unless I demand it.”

She pouted, sticking out her lower lip and waited.”

Nick shook his head and tossed his towel onto the bed and went about gathering his leathers for tonight. His tight ass made her crazy but worse yet, when he turned to face her, he hung hard and stood there. The muscles of his thighs tightened her insides as she admired higher. The head of his cock seemed to change color the longer he stood in front of her.

“I think you need to come lay across the bed and dangle your head over...now. I need you.”

Slowly Sondra got up from the chair, feeling the full effect from her large plug, and set her empty glass near the bucket. Nick stepped behind her and ran his hands down her sides; he splayed his fingers over her stomach then moved them up to cup her heavy breasts. Leaning back against his chest, she tipped her head to bare her neck to him and his tongue swirled as he kissed her skin. His arousal lay against her bottom and he massaged her breasts, kneading them in both hands.

“I’d love to dangle my head over the bed for you, Sir.”

He let go of her instantly, grabbed the small black box, his flogger and beat her to the edge of the bed. She climbed on then rolled onto her back, scooting toward him until her head hung off the edge.

“Put your hands out to the sides, bring your knees up and spread them. I want a full view of my woman as she pleasures me.”

Up went her knees and she let them drop as wide as she could with her hands out to the side.

Nick stepped close and didn’t waste time getting himself into her mouth. She sucked him in, swirled her tongue around the head and he plunged deeper, gagging her. Quickly he pulled back but not out and he began a slow fuck of her mouth as she sucked to keep him in.

The flogger hit between her legs and she jerked...not because it hurt but more from surprise. The next strike landed a bit harder, stinging her ass as well as her lips. She tried to concentrate on keeping her tongue in place as Nick pumped her mouth.

The buzz began in the egg and the plug. They were too close together inside her and the nerve endings there screamed to attention. The flogger landed again, breaking her concentration. Nick leaned over her and ran his hand down her stomach and inside the leather thong. Like a magnet, his fingers found her sensitive clit. When he stroked her, she moaned and raised her hips off the bed, but sucked him deeper as her teeth lightly bit the base and
he
groaned this time.

Pre-cum seeped over her tongue as Nick flicked her clit then rubbed it faster. With the vibrations inside and Nick playing outside, she came...permission or no permission. She couldn’t help it and he kept at her but now pumped faster and deeper, gagging her again. When he withdrew, his cum squirted over her breasts and she rubbed it in, tweaking her nipples as she finished her own orgasm. Her insides quivered, wanting more.

Now her leather thong was soaked!

She reached down to feel the slippery fluid on her thigh and felt it seep between her cheeks. “See what you did?”

“Omar will love it. The other Doms will zero right in on your scent. I had to do it.”

Sondra rolled off the bed and reached for the towel but Nick snapped it away. “Oh no you don’t! You
know
better.”

“But I’ve smelled like sex since we got here.”

“You’re supposed to. You’re a submissive and we love you smelling like that. Oh, by the way, you
are
wearing your new corset tonight and the nipple rings with the red feathers.”

“You can’t be serious?

“Oh, but I am...and don’t forget your collar with the D-rings. We’ll need those later. You better get dressed. You have ten minutes.”

* * * * *

Nick couldn’t keep his eyes off Sondra this afternoon...he loved her hair up when she wore her leather corset. The other subs dressed in the same type of outfit - leather corsets, nylons, garters, heels and collars. Some had a leash connected to the D-ring...like Sondra had. A few also were made to wear nipple rings to show off how well the rings stayed on their nipples. Some protruded quite nicely.

The heat of the day beat down on the pool area as they waited. All the submissives were subdued but each held a drink, probably hoping it would calm their nerves. Several of the Doms gathered around the golf carts used to view the estate and tonight, there were about ten of them lined up, facing toward the hills. The sun wouldn’t set for two more hours yet. Nick knew that was plenty of time for the
‘showing’
...if Sondra knew anything about it, she’d be long gone. Nick’s arousal hardened just thinking about the other Doms inspecting her.

A glass chimed as a spoon hit the side and everyone gathered around to hear what Master Omar had to say. “I want to thank you all for being here this week. We’ve had some great sessions and the submissives have learned quite a bit. You should all be proud. Tonight is the highlight and I get to show you the stations and amphitheater I’ve created back there. We’re pretty secluded. The property is hard to get to so no worries of outsiders. Once the sun goes down, it’s dark as hell back there. I’ve given the Doms flashlights. If you don’t have one, please let me know. Each individual station has a low-wattage bulb, just enough to provide light to see what’s there. Let’s load up and head back.”

Nick teasingly tugged on Sondra’s leash and she played along; they walked over to a golf cart with Rico and Katherine then followed the rest out to the hills. The amphitheater came into view after a good five minute ride and had been carved into the hillside. A few benches lined the incline and looked down on a center stage. The area was not large by any means, so they could keep the gatherings small.

After parking the carts, everyone gathered around and took a seat on the benches. Cement had been used to create the bench area and stage, making it easy for the submissive to walk in their heels. Omar wouldn’t skimp on something like that for as much as he enjoyed his women in heels. Nick had to laugh to himself but certainly agreed with the decision.

Master Omar stood before them with Krystal nearby and waved his hand toward seven stations, complete with a padded bar for hip support and a bench in front of that with leather wrist cuffs. “Gentlemen...please prepare for inspection.”

Gasps could be heard from almost every female there. Nick watched Sondra’s reaction. She stayed fairly calm although the color did drain from her face for a few moments. Nick stood and waited for her to get up. When she didn’t, he tugged again on her leash. “As we make our way to the staging area, you
will
keep your hands behind you and stand up straight. I want them to see those beautiful nipple rings.”

Sondra sighed. “Yes, Master.”

She fell in behind him as he led her forward and positioned her in front of a station with her back to the seating area; her hands still remained behind her back. “Spread your heels apart. I’ll be securing your ankles...and tighten that ass around your plug, pet.”

As Nick bent to secure the cuff at her ankles, he let his hand travel up her inner thigh and lightly stroke the crotch of her leather thong. He noticed at each bar, a paddle hung on one end, a flogger on the other end, so a Master could use either one should the need arise. Making sure Sondra saw them, she nodded in response.

Once each submissive had their ankles secured, the Doms stood behind them. Nick pulled out the ball gag and quickly placed it in Sondra’s mouth before she could object and buckled it at the back. Nothing would be done to her during inspection that would require a safe word so he was comfortable in this decision.

Shading his eyes from the setting sun, he moved around the other side to face Sondra and his arousal twitched to see her in her leathers, nipple rings and ball gag. The swell of her breasts protruded above the corset. Gawd she looked the part of a hungry sub needing to service her Dom. If she caused that reaction in him, he knew the other Doms were affected in the same way. Pride filled him and he took a deep breath, then motioned for her to lean forward across the bar.

Nick helped her get comfortable as she leaned forward for support on the bench. Once her hands were in a good position, he fastened the wrist cuffs and stood back to admire his work. Sondra’s slender legs looked great in her heels and her firm ass would attract more than a few of the Doms.

Glancing down the line, every submissive had their ass in the air for inspection by every Dom here. Nick had avoided telling Sondra about the inspection and hoped she wouldn’t be pissed at him later. The experience is what he brought her for.

Nick took his position in front of his submissive, then pressed the button on her remote. He saw her flinch when the anal plug and vibrator started and he kept it low.

Master Omar walked the line with his crop, followed by Krystal, caressing each bare ass he passed. When he stopped behind Sondra, he stood there for a long while, making her wait, making her drip...Nick knew her too well.

Omar sniffed and Sondra groaned. “Your scent in this heat makes a man hard, slut.” At that, Omar pressed his genitals against her ass, rubbing himself through his leather pants and Sondra fisted her hands. Omar met Nick’s gaze. “Her anal plug needs to buzz another notch higher.”

Nick obeyed and Omar moved on to the next submissive but Krystal now stood behind Sondra. Her nails raked up the sides of Sondra’s thighs and over her ass, kneading each cheek in her hands. She placed her crop directly on Sondra’s crotch and began light taps, each one getting harder until a cry slipped from Sondra’s throat.

Krystal grabbed the paddle and whacked Sondra’s ass, then waited for a response. None came and she hung the paddle back on the post and moved on down the line.

Sondra panted and flexed her fingers.

Master Omar spoke to them with a microphone now as he paced the stage area. “Every submissive slut here will be inspected by every Master. You are to make sure their anal plug is in place and still lubed well. You will check to be sure her internal vibrator is still buzzing and inserted properly. You may check their reflexes with the paddle or flogger. Once the inspections are done, a guard will escort each submissive to one of the other stations and secured. Guards will be posted outside each station for security. Once the inspections are complete, I’ll go over the rest of the rules for your enjoyment this evening.”

Chapter Eight

The muscles in her arms ached in the heat as she held herself up on the bench she was cuffed to. Humiliation sparked off every nerve in Sondra’s body as she flexed her fingers.
Why did Master Omar continue to single her out?
The length of his hard cock pressed against her ass was not something she’d soon forget. He loved humiliating his submissives; that much was evident!
Did he secretly want to use her while she lay bent over his bar out here?

Nick stepped away and she panicked. Taking a deep breath, she knew she wouldn’t be hurt out here. This inspection had been set up as another lesson for the subs to learn that their bodies were not their own while wearing a collar. All she could do was wait for someone to touch her or stand in front of her.

She didn’t have to wait very long. Someone squatted behind her and held her thighs for support while he pressed his nose against her ass. His finger moved her thong aside and he took the deepest breath she’d heard anyone ever take. As his tongue moved along her inner thigh, her muscles tightened on the vibrator and then his tongue slid over her lips...
then
between them and she thought she would die.

 Two rough fingers slipped inside to feel for her vibrating egg tucked in deep. He pushed it further then pressed back on her anal plug and left his fingers there to feel
that
vibrate. Against her will, she felt her juices seep and a moan slipped from her throat.

“You love this don’t you, bitch? All of you love a man’s hands on you.” He withdrew his fingers, replaced her thong and stood behind her. She waited, wondering what he’d do next. Fingers moved up the insides of her thighs and the cheeks of her ass fit right into his huge hands as he squeezed her ass. She’d swear his finger marks would be there tomorrow.

Then his thumb followed the strap of her thong down the crack of her ass until he came to the base of her anal plug. One short press. Her muscles clenched around the base.

Another short press and they began to spasm, wanting more.

The third press sent the plug deeper this time and he kept pressing, faster and harder until he took hold of the base and had the plug coming out of her ass to the widest part before he gently pushed it back in. He kept it up, slowing the pace to watch as it entered her...
he had to be getting off on watching that
.