Golden Ticket Pt. 04

Golden Ticket Day 4: Denise

I woke with a start but something was odd. I tried to move my arms, then my legs but they were fixed. I tried to open my eyes but it was still dark.

"I told you, today you're mine."

It was Denise's voice from somewhere.

"Today, you do exactly what I tell you. As you promised you would. You're here for my pleasure to use and abuse as I wish. Understood?"

What should I call her? There was no escaping, I was completely tied up.

"Yes, Mistress Denise. Whatever I can do to pleasure you, I am ready and very willing to serve."

What else could I say?

"We'll start as I want to go on. Serve me well and I will release one of your restraints. If I decide to trust you, I will allow you to move freely."

As she spoke, I felt her move onto the bed. She knelt either side of my head, and lowered herself onto my face.

"Lick me!" she commanded.

If this was the way things are going today, I thought, I'm going to enjoy myself. I started gently pushing my tongue back and forth along her lovely labia. She was already a little wet, I was sure, turned on by the aphrodisiac of power. I happily licked away and as I did so, she rocked back and forth trying to get the most from my tongue, and rubbing her clit against my nose as she pushed forwards. This combination was really doing it for her and I could hear her breathing getting shallower and faster. As she climaxed, she held my head steady and rubbed herself harder against me until she was done. Although she was using me, I found it very exciting the way she took her pleasure in the way she needed it and liked it best.

Denise climbed off me, and removed my blindfold. Things were a little clearer now - obviously I'd been tied up, but I now saw that I had a leather strap round both ankles and both wrists. These were tied to the corners of the bed, so I was in a star shape. So much for me, but Denise's outfit was what really caught my eye. She was wearing a pair of cowboy boots, calf length, light brown leather. From there up, she was naked bar a denim jacket which was completely unbuttoned. Her hands were on her hips, and in one hand she held a whip, and in the other was a piece of leather with some metal on it. Her beautiful, shapely breasts caught my attention; I stared, transfixed. As I gazed, her nipples stiffened invitingly.

When I did the online questionnaire, I know I'd ticked a box at some stage for someone looking like that. It's one thing to see it on screen, but in the flesh, in the shape of Denise's fit body, and beautiful shape, it was stunning. My cock just rose up of its own accord, and Denise smiled for the first time.

"Your little man likes it, I see."

She used the end of her crop on my cock, trying to gently shove it away. But it bounced back each time, seemingly ever stiffer and more eager for her attention. As if to signal the end of her play, she gave it a stinging slap which made me gasp.

"That was to make sure you know who's in charge. Me! All the girls are under my command too - signified by the wearing of a collar. While you wear this you do as I tell you. Agreed?"

"Agreed, mistress."

With that she climbed onto the bed and sat astride my chest. The collar, which had been in her hand the whole time, she attached round my neck. She showed me a small padlock which she clicked into place.

"Now I am prepared to release you. You are off for your morning run now, then your usual massage which I will supervise. However you are to wear these bracelets and this collar all day, unless I tell you otherwise."

She unclipped the ropes, and I could move for the first time. I felt like I'd already been through quite a bit before even getting out of bed.

"Hurry up, off you go. Shorts and trainers only, that's enough."

A couple of minutes later I was off and running with Charlotte which was such a relief. She was dressed in her normal running gear plus a pink leather collar round her neck. As soon as we were out of sight, she dropped back from pace setting and jogged more slowly beside me.

"How's things with Her this morning? Has She been okay?"

"Pretty strict actually. That riding crop is vicious."

"You're doing great though. Just be obedient, call Her Mistress and you can outdo Her, I know you can. She's strict with us too. We have to wear these sweaty collars and call Her Mistress, too."

We jogged on up to the top and paused. Charlotte turned to me:

"I really want you! Now, like yesterday, in the open. But I don't dare. If She caught us we'd be in all sorts of trouble."

"Is this my brave Charlotte who snuck out of boarding school with a bottle of champagne yesterday?"

"Look, I know what she's got in store for you and it's certainly not for me. Be a brave soldier, take it like a man. Whatever happens, tell her you love it and you want more and keep telling her you want more. Okay?"

"Love what? More of what?" I asked, desperate to know. But Charlotte had already set off, and all I could do was follow.

Back at the main building it was straight to the massage room, and Denise indicated, with a flick of her riding crop, that I was to lie face down. There was my lovely Annabel, but not with the usual happy look in her eyes, much more of a downcast look.

"Shall I remove his shorts, Mistress Denise?"

"No, he's fine like that. You're not here to enjoy yourself."

"Yes, Mistress."

Annabel did massage me well, though. Even if she didn't like the way Denise was telling her what to do, she made sure that my shoulders, back and arms were firmly and expertly rubbed.

"May I remove my top, Mistress?"

"Yes, you may."

Immediately, Annabel's skimpy vest appeared below my eyes. My legs too took a thorough working over. It was certainly the most relaxed I'd been all day so far and I certainly didn't want it to stop. But eventually Denise barked at me to roll over.

"I think you can remove his shorts now, I want to inspect him."

I lifted my buttocks to enable her to pull my running gear down my legs, and my stiff cock sprang free again, pointing upwards at a jaunty angle. Even the normally inscrutable Denise couldn't help but lick her lips.

"You can massage his balls, but don't touch his cock. Plenty of oil, nice and slippery."

This was even better than being massaged. I watched Denise's expression intently, but she was oblivious to my gaze and only had eyes for my cock.

"I'm impressed with your handiwork, Miss Annabel. He's very smooth, just how I want him."

"Thank you Mistress."

"One hand on his balls, and drizzle some oil down his crack. I want you to play with his ass for me. You - get your legs high and wide so she can reach."

Denise was playing the domme role but she couldn't keep her eyes off my cock. Eventually she just had to grab it and give it a few tugs, almost to see if it was real. That wasn't enough and she leaned in for a couple of sucks. Her back turned, Annabel took the chance to wink and blow me a kiss.

As if recovering herself, she stood up:

"Now that you've got him oiled up, finger his ass for me. That's right, girl, slide your finger in and out."

Annabel did as she was told - it was a curious sensation, I'd never had very much in there before. It was nicely lubed and Annabel was very gentle, so it turned out, after my initial surprise, to be arousing. Denise had hold of my cock, had clearly learnt something from Bea and could feel my arousal in her hand.

"That's enough! I think he's enjoying it too much aren't you? Slave Annabel's slender finger isn't enough to stretch you."

Denise turned to Annabel:

"You - you've done well. Your work is done now, but I will need you later."

Once we were alone, Denise told me to take a shower and meet her at breakfast. I could remove (and afterwards reattach) the ankle and wrist bands, but the collar had to remain on at all times.

I came back out a few minutes later, wearing a dressing gown, the collar and all the bracelets. I made to sit down next to her as I was getting pretty hungry.

"What do you think you're doing? Off with the dressing gown for a start, and you don't sit down without my permission either. You're my tongue slave, and I need you licking me whilst I eat my breakfast."

Denise was really using me, letting me know who was boss, almost humiliating me. Humiliation I didn't want, but I did enjoy eating her out. I always enjoyed it (really enjoyed it!) but I wanted to please her too, to make her happy and for her to compliment me. So I happily crawled under the table and set to eating her pussy. I wanted to lick her so well that it got her really wet so that she really needed my cock inside her and couldn't help herself. I was already pretty desperate myself, what with Annabel's gentle play and Denise's tasty labia.

Once I was in position, Denise spread her legs nice and wide, and used her hand on the back of my head to keep me where she wanted me. I started by licking straight up and down, at first with just the tip, gradually increasing the amount of contact until the full width of my broad tongue was pleasuring her. It wasn't enough - she needed more.

"Spread me", she hissed.

I brought up my hands to her pussy and used my thumbs to spread her lovely lips. Now I could use my whole mouth - my tongue probed her innermost recesses whilst my lips were pressed tightly and enthusiastically against hers. Still she pressed the back of my head harder against her - my enthusiasm alone wasn't enough, she wanted to swallow me up. I kept licking and began to feel her much needed orgasm building. Eager to please, I flicked my tongue back and forth as fast as I could and although it took a little longer than I thought, her shudders, the way her thighs squeezed my ears and above all the long, low moan of pleasure showed that she was there at last.

"Now you can have some breakfast. I think you've done enough to earn it."

I was pretty hungry by this time so I made the most of the opportunity to eat some actual food rather than Denise's admittedly delicious pussy. She sipped her decaf and regarded me in a curious way.

"All done? Follow me", Denise ordered. We went back to the massage room, where Bea was waiting for. She curtsied submissively to Denise, and I could see she was trying not to catch my eye. Denise was the grown up and the rest of us kids were trying to behave as best we could.

"Take him inside and get him ready."

"Yes, Mistress", Bea replied meekly. She nodded to me, indicating with her head to follow. Once inside, I was blindfolded, pushed onto my knees and told to wait. After a little while I felt Bea kneeling behind me, handcuffing my wrists together.

"Open wide!" Denise commanded me.

I opened my mouth only to have something large, plastic and hard pushed in. I only just had my mouth open wide enough to take it.

"Hold his head steady while I fuck his mouth."

Holy shit! I was sucking Denise's cock! That's what was in my mouth, a great big, plastic phallus with my Mistress on the other end of it. At least it felt large. Since I'd never sucked a cock before, it felt pretty big in my mouth. It was quite a lot to take, and I was dribbling saliva all over it.

"That's it, lube it up. Get it nice and wet, and it'll slide more easily up your ass."

So that was it. Denise was going to fuck me up the ass. All those hints from the others. They knew what Denise had planned for me but they couldn't say. What was it going to be like? Annabel's finger hasn't been too bad, but Denise's cock was a whole different proposition.

"On your back", she commanded. To Bea she said: "Get his legs high and wide in the stirrups. Undo his hands, but keep him blindfolded. You've been a good girl, he can play with you if you like."

Once I was in position, Denise presented the tip of her cock to my ass and pressed gently, meeting some involuntary resistance.

"Relax! Or this is really going to hurt."

I did my best to relax but it was a struggle. I would relax a little then clench again as she pushed harder. She was getting it inside me but too slowly for her taste.

"You!" She pointed at Bea. "Relax him! Play with his cock."

"And you!" (Obviously me.) "Finger her, think about something else. I'm going to fuck you with this thing if it kills me. Or you."

There was an alarming, manic glint in Denise's voice. She wanted to give me a good seeing to, but I wasn't sure why. As if she wanted to tick a box rather than give me or her any pleasure.

It was still a struggle but she had another idea.

"Slave Bee, get Slave Annabel as quick as you can. Run!"

Before I knew it, Bee and Annabel were there, awaiting Denise's orders.

"Get naked, both of you. Everything except the collar of course. It's now your job to relax him. If you don't get him nice and relaxed I'm going to tear his asshole to pieces."

There was some whispering and hasty undressing and before I knew it Annabel was sitting on my face. Oh, the delights. I didn't think I'd be enjoying such a pleasure on Denise's day. Bea grabbed my cock with one hand and used my other hand to shove a couple of my fingers inside her. It was a heavenly distraction and when Denise started to fuck me, it didn't seem quite so bad. I'd relaxed, at last, and Denise's thick cock was sliding into my back passage, going boldly where nothing had ever been before.

Denise was hissing and muttering to herself. I think she was enjoying herself, in a weird way. I could feel her thighs rhythmically bashing against my buttocks, slap, slap, slap, and the feeling of her plastic cock in me was getting at least bearable.

"You, get off his face." (To Annabel) "He's relaxed enough now, I want to hear him beg me to stop. You can help the other slave with massaging him. And keep his fingers busy, I don't want him pushing me away."

So a short while later, I had Annabel and Bea playing with me, while I fingered both of them. Denise was seriously into it now, and was giving it to me as hard as she could. I did let out quite a few gasps and groans but because I was enjoying Bee's and Annabel's attention so much, what Denise was doing to me seemed like an okay price to pay.

And then finally, I noticed a difference. Denise couldn't quite keep up the pace! She was slowing up. She hadn't been doing the morning runs like me, and she didn't have the stamina. All the advice from the other women - take it like a man, tell her you want more - I finally knew what they meant.

"I want more." I said weakly.

"What?" Denise gasped.

"I want more, I want it harder." I said in a stronger voice.

At this point, I felt two very strong squeezes. One was on my balls, which either Annabel or Bee had been expertly massaging. The other was on the two fingers of my left hand, which I had been gently slipping in and out of Bea's slippery pussy.

What had she said to me when we were together? 'In case I need to send you a message'. Well, this was a message all right. I decided I knew what to do.

"Mistress Denise, please fuck me harder. I need it harder."

I felt more squeezing, this time on both hands as well as both balls.

(Bea told me later that she'd managed to make eye contact with Annabel and simulated squeezing her legs together. When she told me I nearly orgasmed on the spot, with the thought of those two both using their most intimate, exquisite muscles on my fingers.)

"Harder please mistress."

Was the pendulum of control starting to swing? Denise actually did try to do what she was told by me. But it was a forlorn effort and she was too tired to keep it up for long. She tried, she really did, but after a brief increase, she pulled out of me.

"That's it, I can't do it any more."

A silence descended over the room for a short while. My fingers remained inside Annabel and Denise, and their hands just held my cock and balls rather than playing with me.

"Denise, what was the deal?"

Silence.

Bea tried again. No 'Mistress Denise'.

"Denise, tell us what the deal was."

I was completely in the dark but it was obvious there had been a big change in power and control.

"I, I, I wasn't expecting this."

"No, you weren't, were you."

"I thought he'd beg me to stop. But he didn't, I didn't think it would take much."

"What was the deal if he didn't beg you to stop?"

Denise was now completely defeated, physically and emotionally.

"He becomes the Master."

She sank to her knees and bowed her head.

Now I was in control? I had the rest of the day to enjoy Denise, and presumably anyone else, if I was Master. Thoughts, ideas and fantasies were whizzing round my head. But it was still Denise's day....

"You, slave Denise, get up. Get that thing off you and then release my collar."

"Okay."

"Okay? It's 'Yes Master, anything you say Master' from now on."

Denise nodded demurely.

I turned to Bee and Annabel.

"You two, thank you for relaxing me, it helped enormously. You were amazing. But if I'm the Master and you're the slaves, you're keeping those collars on. I need to spend time with my new slave, I will reward you after lunch."

Denise released my collar and I put it immediately round her own neck. The other two scurried away and I was on my own with Denise.

"So, I have you to myself. And I'm in charge for the rest of the day, with no deals to concern myself with. None at all. I will keep you enslaved until 6pm. What do you think of that?"

"I am yours to command, Master. I will accede to your every wish."

"Good, that's what I would expect. The first thing to do is take my pleasures of you. Up and on the bed, just I was for you."

There was a hesitancy about her movements all of a sudden. She moved slowly, but lay down as I had.

"Now I'm going to enjoy that ass of yours like you enjoyed mine."

"No. No, I can't, I can't."

"But I'm the Master, you agreed to do anything I said. And you certainly did it to me."

"James, this is serious, don't! We're not role playing any more, I can't."

She broke down at this point and the tears flowed freely down her cheeks.

I lifted her off the the table and we hugged each other; she clearly needed some comfort. I didn't know what had gone on before but it was pretty important to her, something which had been damaging and had had quite an effect. The hugging was pretty difficult because my erection was poking Denise in the leg. At last, she laughed and said:

"I think I'm ready to serve you now, Master."

She knelt before me, hands behind her, looking up at me with her gorgeous eyes, awaiting my instructions.

"I promise I will leave your ass alone. But you are going to serve me. You will lick and suck my cock and balls, but if you ever, ever finish me without permission, you will be punished. If you do finish me off too quickly, I will enjoy each and every one of the other companions, in turn, in front of your very eyes. Is that understood? Your duties will be finished by 6."

"Yes, Master."

"Now I want you to take my cock In your lovely mouth. It needs a long slow sucking. Get on your knees and get started."

To start with, Denise put her hands behind her back and I used her willing mouth, holding the back of her head. Once she had got used to the pace that I liked, she started using both hands too. Playing lightly with my balls, using her fingertips to caress them and using one hand on my shaft, moving round, moving up and down in the opposite direction to her mouth. It was heavenly. But even with Denise taking her time, it was inevitable that if wouldn't last forever, and sure enough I could feel my orgasm building up.

"I'm going to cum in your mouth soon. You are to swallow every single drop."

At first her eyes widened in a bit of surprise, but then she winked up at me, and began sucking me vigorously. She wanted me to cum, she wanted me to enjoy and use her mouth. She herself was really enjoying the whole thing. A few more hard sucks, and I was spurting my warm salty cum deep down her throat. Like a good girl, she took it all down, and licked her lips afterwards. I pulled her to her feet and we hugged for a little while, Denise resting her head affectionately on my shoulder.

"We will lunch now. Follow me."

It was certainly lunchtime, to judge by the way my stomach was grumbling. We walked together to the dining table. Denise moved to sit next to me, but I was having none of it.

"Under the table, and get licking. I want you to paint those balls with your tongue. If you do it well you may get to eat some food."

It would be easy to think that I was just taking my revenge on Denise. I had certainly intended to fuck her up the ass in revenge, but something had changed between us; she had shown a totally unexpected vulnerability had caught me by surprise.

The sensation of having my balls licked while I ate was sheer delight. It was very soothing and also very arousing, and I stayed stiff the whole time. I took pity after a while though and invited her up to join me.

"You may sit next to me now and eat. But one handed, mind, you need to use the other for pleasuring me."

"Willingly, Master." She smiled and sat down next to me, taking my stiff cock in one hand and her fork in the other. She tucked in hungrily keeping eye contact with me all the time, to make sure she wasn't going too fast. She had clearly learnt a thing or two from Bea.

When she finished eating she spoke:

"Master, I'm very grateful to you for sparing my ass. To show how much I appreciate your consideration of my feelings, I am desperate to serve you and pleasure you all afternoon, and if you would like to invite any of the other companions to join us, they are yours to command just as much as me."

My mind was racing at this point, and Denise could feel it - she hadn't once let go with her hand. The possibilities were so enticing. It was her day with still, despite me being in command.

"Master, whilst you consider your options, may I go back down below the table to please you? Above all other ways to please you, I implore you to use my mouth in any and every way you should choose."

Denise was clearly getting back in the mood; she wanted to move on from having to say no to me earlier. Who was I to deny her?

"Yes, back below the table with you. I'm going make use of that lovely mouth of yours in the best possible way. Take me back into your mouth and don't take it out until I tell you. I want that cock to be worshipped and adored."

"Thank you Master, please let me know when you've had enough."

Had enough? I couldn't imagine ever having enough of Denise's lips sliding gently up and down the shaft of my cock. I don't know how she did it, but somehow she managed to get some saliva down onto my balls, and as well as giving me the most delightful slow gentle sucking she was also massaging each of my testicles with her fingers. Such delights; I shut my eyes and I don't know how long she pleasured me, it was as if time had stopped still. I felt like a God, like Zeus stopping the Earth spinning in order to enjoy my lover to the utmost. How did she know just the right pace to suck me to keep me hard, but not let me get too close? And those fingers on my balls were such a delight.

After ages, Denise took me out of her mouth and asked permission to go to the bathroom.

"Please make yourself comfortable on the patio bed, Master, I'll be back as quickly as I can. Please shut your eyes and relax; if you do, you will be delighted by the result."

"I'm not sure I can shut my eyes for all that long, you know I'm a curious person."

"Master, I can assure you that everything that happens will be for your pleasure. But if closing your eyes is a problem, I do have the perfect solution. Master, just a moment."

Denise ran off and was back in a moment, carrying something.

"Please put this over your eyes, Master. I'll be back again very soon."

She handed me an eye mask with elastic around the back. I put it on - why not? I was sure things would turn out for the best. I lay back and waited. After a little while I heard footsteps, which I assumed were Denise's. Soon after, I felt those lovely, familiar lips sliding up and down my cock. I reached out to stroke her lovely figure and bumped unexpectedly into the legs of another. So that's how Denise wanted to surprise me. I felt my forehead pushed back and my hands pushed to my sides. Then I felt a leg either side of my head, brushing against my ears; I could smell the arousal, almost taste it. I knew I was in for another treat. Who would it be? I was pretty sure I knew - Denise was out to please me, and that would be a definite winner. At last I could taste my treat. A delicious, tasty pair of pussy lips. I could taste the arousal of my anonymous lover. Who was it? I licked faster, back and forth as quickly as I could. What I really wanted was to get a reaction out of whoever it was, get some clue about who was on my face, and, of course, bring them to orgasm. Faster still and finally I could hear the satisfaction of my lover's climax, with her "Oh, oh". Of course I knew who it was.

But Denise wasn't finished yet in trying to please me. I would have been happy to carry on as it was, but my initial disappointment of one tasty pussy being taken away was immediately recompensed with another pair of thighs either side of my head, and a new pair of lips to lick. I was truly in heaven.

My hands were taken and placed onto a pair of shapely breasts and pressed hard onto them. I didn't stop licking, and kept squeezing the lovely duo in my hands. The more I licked, the harder the delicious pussy was pressed into my face. She started rubbing herself on my face and all I could do was stick my tongue out and let her use it to satisfy herself. It wasn't long before she did, and then immediately fell off me with a long drawn out moan of pleasure and satisfaction.

Things weren't over yet, and my tongue was still in demand. It was someone different, someone I'd tasted before, but I wasn't sure. Meanwhile, I could feel my cock being played with. Not a pair of lips, not a wet and willing mouth, but an expert hand, stroking, tugging, massaging. And another hand on my well lubricated balls, squeezing gently. The person sitting on my face was definitely enjoying herself, I could hear and feel from her moans. She pressed down harder, willing me to make her cum, getting closer all the time until she was finally there, and my tongue had given her what she wanted. She lay on top of me for a little while and finally rolled off.

The hand was replaced by a mouth, and then Denise said to me:

"You can remove the mask now, Master."

I did so and found the two of us alone, Denise bobbing up and down on my cock, and her brown eyes wide.

She paused a second and said:

"That was like having a wonderful dream, wasn't it? Now you've woken up and you're not sure if it really happened."

"It was a wonderful dream, though, but there's something I wanted to check."

"Hmm?" Denise replied with her mouth full.

"Twist round, I want you to 69 me."

"With pleasure, sir", Denise replied, turning herself around and lowering herself onto my face. She did taste good! I tucked in, enthusiastically, flicking at both her lips, exploring in between for a while, then moving up to suck on her clit. Denise was just as enthusiastic with the way she was sucking me. She wanted to make me cum in her mouth and was sliding her lips up and down as fast as she could. To add to my pleasure, she started squeezing my balls with one hand, and to my surprise slipped a finger into my ass and started finger-fucking me. I couldn't hold back any longer and emptied my balls into her mouth. Denise swallowed everything with relish and climbed off me.

"Thank you, Master, that was delicious, I just love pleasing you."

"It was wonderful, I should be thanking you. I didn't make you cum, though? Not this time, anyway, but earlier I did, didn't I?"

"I don't know what you mean!" Denise gave me a coy smile. "I think you may have been having a lovely dream."

"If it was a dream, then I think I dreamt of Annabel, then Emily, then you, while Bea played with me. But maybe it was just a dream."

"A very nice dream! But I'm sure it wasn't real."

It was time for the afternoon to end and us both to go off and get ready for dinner, and it was to be formal, we both decided.

I went back to my room to shave and shower and get sorted. I dressed and looked at myself in the mirror - the dinner jacket was a good fit, almost a little loose round the waist due to the exercise and diet.

I stepped out onto the patio where drinks were waiting, but no Denise as yet. I would much rather be early than Denise be waiting for me.

I sipped my drink and contemplated what had happened over the last few days. It had been incredible time for me, and there was still a day to go.

Denise appeared, looking fabulous. Her beautiful hair was up, her heels lifted her up to close to my height and the dress! The dress! I imagine everyone has their favourite outfit, and this one looked fantastic on her. A short black dress which fitted her curves perfectly, in every way.

I stood up and pulled out a chair for her, and passed her a drink.

"Thank you, and cheers!"

"Thank you, too, it's been quite a day."

"Yes, it has, and I think I owe you a bit of an explanation. And an apology as well. Sorry, James."

She looked down, unable to meet my eye for the first time that evening.

"Do you want to talk about it?", I asked.

"Yes, I think I owe you that after what I did to you. Are you sore?"

I nodded. "A little, shall we say."

"Okay. Let's go back a couple of years. I was in a relationship with someone who liked to take control. He liked me to be his obedient little sub. We had our rules and I always trusted him, I thought we knew where the boundaries were. We agreed some safewords, then we went a bit further and he liked to tie me up, which I quite liked. I liked him using me, you know, like me being his fuck-toy. Actually, I really liked it hard and fast when I was tied up.

By the way, are you okay with me talking about this? I know it's quite graphic."

I nodded.

"Thanks. So then he wanted to up it a bit more. He gave me a ball gag to wear. I asked him how I was going to say no, and he gave me something in my hand and told me to drop it on the floor if I wanted to stop. It was a fork or something. But now he was completely in control, I couldn't move and I couldn't complain. He told me he was going to do what he wanted now and I couldn't do anything about it. And he said because he couldn't use my mouth any more cos it was blocked off, he was going to use my arsehole instead. I didn't want it, I had tried anal and it was really painful, and I knew it wasn't for me. As soon as he mentioned it, I dropped the fork on the floor but he ignored it, and carried on. I couldn't stop him and he said to me afterwards that he thought I'd dropped it by mistake. Well he could have given it back to me, so I could drop it again, couldn't he? Once it was all over, I never wanted to see him again. I found a way to move out quietly without confronting him, then told him it was over. He was angry for sure, but he was a bully, and knew it was all over, he didn't have the strength to be difficult about it once I stood up to him. Bullies never do when they're confronted. I haven't spoken to him since, I was so angry about it, what he did to me."

All the time Denise had been clearly getting more emotional and as she finished, the tears were streaming down her face again, just like earlier today. I couldn't help but get up and give her another hug, and she cried a little more.

Just then she coughed and told me to shut my eyes - the starters were being delivered. We sat down again to enjoy our lovely platter of olives, fine meats and sun dried vegetables.

We tucked in to the food, but Denise was on a roll and needed to tell me more.

"So this is where I need to apologise to you. I did something bad to you. I thought about, you know, um, getting revenge? It really wasn't right, because, well, not all men are the same, and just because my ex was horrible to me doesn't mean that getting my own back on some other man is okay. I thought it might make me feel better, but it hasn't. I wanted to be a tough girl, you know, doing what I want with you, but it just wasn't right. I've found out that I don't really want to be a Domme, I'd rather be a Sub, but it's not just being a Sub, I want to please YOU, and be YOUR Sub. Am I making any sense here? I'm sorry, James, I'm just talking too much, please forgive me."

Sitting opposite each other wasn't really working again, and I moved my chair round next to hers so at least we were holding hands with physical contact.

"What you've said makes perfect sense, it's fine. I know now what's happened to you and, in a way, I said it was okay for you to do what you did to me. It's not something I hated, I kind of liked it after a while, anyway."

"Did you know what was going to happen to you?"

"No, but the others gave me hints that something was going to happen, and I had to be strong and not give up."

"Ah, that explains it. Maybe it's for the best. I mean, I'm much happier serving you than dominating you. You will remember that on Friday, won't you?"

"Why, what's happening on Friday?"

"Well, you know, like the others, I can't say, but I don't want you to forget me."

As she said this, her big beautiful eyes looked right back at me, slightly moist again. She held my gaze and then leaned in for a sensual kiss. Our lips met, so softly, and our tongues getting to know each other. It became more sensual as our hands began to stroke and touch each other. I was getting very aroused, I realised. And Denise realised it too. She was stroking the inside of my thigh and brushed her hand against my growing erection. Even while kissing me, she murmured a little mmm of pleasure, delighted of the effect she was having on me.

I thought it was time to move to my bedroom so I broke our kiss, to Denise's initial disappointment. When she realised that I wanted to whisk her away from the table, a broad grin broke out across her face. She almost ran ahead of me such was her enthusiasm.

When we reached the room, we resumed kissing passionately very rapidly. Still kissing me, she removed my jacket, kicked off her shoes, and moved backwards towards the bed pulling me, very willingly, with her. I found myself on my back, Denise by my side, propped up on one elbow, the fingers of the other hand walking around my chest.

"So now that neither of us is in charge", she said in a sultry voice, "we can just pleasure each other for as long as we want. And I'm in no rush for this evening to be over, so we can just do what feels right."

She began to kiss me passionately again whilst deftly undoing my shirt buttons. I kissed her back, stroking her lower back and letting things develop how Denise wanted.

My shirt gradually became undone, then loosened from my trousers. Then my belt was loosened too and she slipped her hand inside.

"Mmm, commando, I like. No wonder you were bulging out earlier. Lift your hips!"

I do so and she slipped my trousers down lower. I was able to kick them off the rest of the way. Now Denise had me where she wanted me. I sensed she wanted to be a bit more in control, and decide on how quickly things would go. For now, Denise was kissing me, on my lips at first, then all over my face. All the while she had my stiff cock in her hand. She was gently stroking it, pulling my foreskin back and forth, not trying to make me cum, just giving me an amazing feeling, keeping me constantly on the edge.

She kissed my neck, then my chest, then started licking my nipples. That hadn't happened too many times before but it's very nice, as mine are quite sensitive. Still her cock stroking continued as she moved down from my chest, licking my tummy affectionately, until she finally reached her destination.

She turned to look me in the eye and said: "I've been looking forward to this all evening."

Then she turned back round and took the tip of my cock in her mouth. She used her lips and tongue, constantly moving and caressing. Her hand didn't stop moving either still pumping me slowly. But now the shaft was getting more slippery, and it was even more enjoyable than before.

The way Denise was sucking me was very special. It was amazing how giving someone oral pleasure could convey her own desire to please, her own pleasure and even how she cared about me.

At this point, Denise was still fully dressed and I was partly dressed. I wanted us both naked, and I wanted to be more active in giving pleasure as well as receiving it.

I gently pulled her off me, and kissed her again. It was easy to separate Denise from her clothes, especially as her little black dress was literally all she was wearing.

"Please 69 me", I asked.

Denise just smiled and climbed back on top of me. She couldn't wait to get me back in her mouth, and presented her beautiful pussy to my eager tongue. For the next I don't know how long, it was just licking and sucking noises. Such pleasure, I didn't want it ever to stop. I don't think Denise wanted it to stop. I'd spent much of the day licking her pussy, and she still wanted more of my tongue. But she wanted my cum even more, and her sucks gradually increased in intensity and speed. I didn't need to give her a warning, her hand on my shaft and balls told her that the sap was rising, so to speak. I tried my best to hold back, but her sucks were pulling my cum out of my balls, and it wasn't too much longer before I filled her mouth with a fresh load, which she swallowed eagerly.

Denise turned round, and lay on her side, her arm across my chest and her head on my shoulder.

"That was wonderful, thank you", Denise whispered in my ear. "I don't know which I love more, your tongue or your cock."

"You seemed to be enjoying both at once."

"Which do you like better? Giving or receiving?"

"I love both, like you, preferably at the same time, but given a choice, I just love to lick and eat a tasty pussy, it's just so good."

"I thought you'd say that, we've all enjoyed your tongue. Well I have, Annabel has and Emily has. Bea liked your fingers, didn't she?"

"Yes, she did", I laughed. "I was dying to eat her pussy."

"Well we did tell her how good your tongue was, but she couldn't get her hands on your cock fast enough. Personally, I'd love to just suck you off all day."

All this sexy chat was beginning to stir me up again. Denise noticed the signs of life. At first she wrapped her hand around my growing erection but after a few pleasurable pumps, she slid down and took my back in her mouth. This time, she wasn't interested in being licked at the same time, she just wanted to please me. She let her saliva dribble down my shaft and my balls got wetter. She reached under my leg with one arm to stroke, scratch and squeeze each of my balls as she sucked. I was literally in the hands of an expert. She was getting me gradually harder as she went and making sure that I was ready for another round.

After a little while, she decided I was stiff enough, and she sat astride me, my cock sliding easily inside her. She rode me hard for a bit, then started talking.

"Mmm, that feels good having you inside me. Mmm, I love it. Now, this is the last thing I'm going to tell you, James, so listen. Friday's going to be a funny day, it's not anyone's day in particular, but it is the final day and you may have to make a decision. So if you want a live-in sub who will adore you, then you know what to do. Don't ask me any questions, I've already said too much. Now you get on top and make love to me."

I did just that. Denise lay back with her legs spread wide and I happily jumped in top, sliding in again. I started gently, kissing her a little, but as I built up my speed, I couldn't keep kissing and pumping her at the same time. She liked it faster though, that was very clear. Each thrust elicited a gasp, and her arms and legs were wrapped around me, holding me tight.

"Don't stop, don't stop, I'm nearly there, please keep going", Denise pleaded with me. I was close, but it wasn't my first of the evening, let alone the day, and I held back a little longer. Pretty soon the dam burst, and Denise got vocal.

"Oh, yes, that's it, that's it, so good, oh, I'm cumming, so good, oh." It was a bit stream of consciousness but it was all from inside, and I didn't think she'd had a climax like that all day, despite the fact that we'd been together since 8 in the morning.

A few more thrusts and I was there too, not a huge amount, but very satisfying. We cuddled silently for a little while, then Denise kissed me once more, slipped back into her dress, slung her heels over her shoulder and walked away. She couldn't leave without looking back though. She turned and mouthed "Don't forget me" and blew me a kiss.

Sadly, though, that was it for my incredible day with Denise. I'd started it tied up and finished with Denise offering herself to me as my sub.

And what was happening on Friday?