Please Dominate Me Ch. 03

Chapter 3 A Change in Dynamic

Amberly knew what the words were before she heard them. She had been dreading this all day. The casual conversation could only last so long at the dinner table before one of them brought up that morning's events. And it certainly wasn't going to be Amberly.

"Why didn't you tell me about this earlier?"

The words left Amberly reeling to respond, feeling like she had been hit by a truck.

Because I was afraid. Because I wasn't sure you'd accept me.

Amberly's mouth opened and closed, seemingly trying to figure out what to say. Her body tensed as she gave it her best shot.

"I wasn't sure you'd accept me." The words hung in the air as she watched Katie give a knowing sigh. "You accept so many of my flaws, you helped me come out when I couldn't help myself. You helped give me the strength to start hormones. There's so much I owe you for Katie. So much." Amberly felt herself choke up. "I didn't want you to feel like you had to accept this side of me. It's not... normal to want these fantasies."

Katie took a moment to position herself facing Amberly, her soft blonde hair accentuating her pretty face.

Soft in all the right places, Amberly thought, admiring the blue nightgown which clung to Katie's body, especially her breasts.

"Amberly, of course I would accept this. It's not that weird, you know? So many people like this kind of stuff. You're not weird because you like me having more control in the bedroom. It's a normal, well, sort of normal thing people do."

Amberly's body relaxed in relief that Katie wasn't mad at her. She looked into her girlfriend's brown eyes as she heard the girl continue.

"I never told you this Amberly, but my previous girlfriend and I... we did... stuff. She was submissive like you, and I enjoyed playing the dominant partner. I enjoyed it. I really enjoyed it." Katie emphasised. "If you think it's weird that you like being dominated, then we don't have to do anything. But I'm happy to explore what you like, and I certainly won't be forgetting the mental image of you this morning." Katie leaned back into her chair, smiling knowingly.

Amberly couldn't believe that her fantasy was becoming real. She didn't have to think about her next words.

"I-I would really love that."

Katie smiled and then let out a loud laugh, sending her reeling.

"What is it!" Amberly asked, slightly concerned.

Katie breathed deeply as she tried to recover from her laughing. "I should have seen this coming babe. You're a trans girl. Of course hormones would make you more of a bottom!" Katie lost it again, laughing louder than before.

"I'm not a bottom!" Amberly shouted, knowing full well those words were an absolute lie.

Katie recovered from her laughing and sat up straighter in her chair. "That being said babe, we should figure out some ground rules before this continues."

Amberly gulped.

"I want you to make a safe word. Just in case we go too far and you don't realise until it's too late. I don't want you getting hurt."

Amberly thought for a moment. "Lavender. Like the plants we planted in your garden. That's my safe word."

"That's a pretty safe word," Katie stated. Her tone suddenly darkened. "Now. You said you wanted to be my good girl. Do you really mean that Amberly?"

Amberly shivered, hearing her name used so formally by her girlfriend. "Yes... yes, I do. Amberly blushed immensely.

"And you're sure you want this?"

Amberly paused. This was the turnback point, the point of no return. She squirmed in her seat.

I'm confident about this. Right?

"Yes, I'm sure."

"Then it's done." Katie's tone suddenly became more demanding. "To be my good girl, you'll have three rules to follow."

I didn't think I would have rules. Why do I need rules?

Katie smiled cruelly. "First rule. No coming without permission. That includes when we have sex and when you masturbate." Katie drew her lips together. "Actually... no masturbation unless I say so. You can survive that, right?"

Amberly groaned, thinking of how hyperactive her sexual nature had been following hormones. I'm hot and bothered all the time now. It was barely manageable when I could touch myself, but now that Katie won't let me- I'm going to be a hot mess all the time. She shuddered at the thought, feeling her girlcock rise beneath her nightgown.

Katie pressed herself against the table, edging closer to her girlfriend. "Since you have so little control over yourself, you will tell me when you're going to come."

"Y-yes." Amberly reluctantly agreed.

She's going to abuse that power, and Katie knows I'm into that. I'm so fucked.

Katie's voice snapped her from her thoughts. "Second rule. You will obey every command I give you. Every. Single. One. Good girls obey."

Amberly nodded in agreement.

What's the worst command she can give me?

"Third rule. The name Katie is a privilege good girls get. To you Amberly, I'm now mistress. You'll call me that everywhere, even in public, unless I give you my permission," Katie stopped talking, waiting for her girlfriend to process the statement.

Mistress... I never thought I'd be calling Kati-my girlfriend mistress.

Katie saw Amberly nod and continued. "If you fail to follow these three rules... well, let's just say things will get interesting. An evil glint crossed Katie's brown eyes.

Amberly shuddered, slightly excited that there were consequences for her actions.

"Do you accept?"

The question hung in the air. As Amberly seemingly mulled it over.

Do I want to submit to her? I mean, it felt amazing this morning. Am I ready for this though? I can always back out any time. Right? But will I back out if I need to?

"Clocks ticking Amberly", Katie said with a smile, knowing Amberly was deep in thought. "What's your choice?"

Amberly swallowed, not believing this was happening, and that she was making this choice.

"I-I accept. I'll be your good girl... mistress." Amberly felt her voice falter as she said the words.

Katie smiled widely, standing up from the table. "Good. Now get up."

Amberly stood slowly, unsure of what was going on.

"Strip," Katie said without hesitation.

The cold words took a second to wash over Amberly.

"W-what? Why?"

Katie tutted and put on a domineering tone. "Remember rule two? Don't make me ask you again." Katie felt exhilarated as her girlfriend cowered from her tone. She hadn't felt this powerful in a long time.

Amberly's pink nightgown, a copy of Katie's in everything but colour, fell to the ground, exposing the girl's growing erection.

"Now", Katie said, her eyes assessing her girlfriend. "Touch yourself like you were this morning."

Amberly shivered. The words were spoken with ice and so unlike Katie's usual tone. Amberly's right hand slowly dragged down her body, destined for her feminine cock. She stroked herself slowly, a soft moan escaping her lips.

"No wonder you were struggling this morning," Katie chided. Her lips curled into a menacing smile, slightly amused at her girlfriend's masturbation style. "You have no idea what makes a girl's body tick, do you?"

Amberly stopped her stroking in shock.

That tone... it's so unlike her normal voice.

"Did I give you permission to stop?" Katie growled, eyeing Amberly with menace.

"N-no." Amberly choked out, restarting her strokes.

"No what?" Katie questioned rhetorically, the edges of her mouth turning into a cruel smile.

Amberly realised her mistake far too late. "No m-mistress. You didn't give me permission to stop." Her hand quickened, causing her to pant lightly from the feeling. It felt good, but she knew that coming was hopeless without Katie's help.

Katie encircled Amberly, eyeing the girl's engorged girlcock. "Good girl"

Amberly shuddered as she increased her speed, the words from her mistress's mouth heightening the sexual desire inside her pleasantly warm mind.

Suddenly, Amberly's right hand was away from her girlcock, enclosed in Katie's iron grip. Slowly, gently, her mistress moved the hand to Amberly's small left nipple. She felt her hand open as her index finger lightly pressed into her areola.

Katie guided the girl's finger in small circles areola, hearing her gasp in delight. "Start here. Ease into it." Katie then positioned Amberly's previously limp left hand at the girl's perineum, causing Amberly to bend slightly. "Stroke here. You need to relearn how to pleasure yourself."

"Y-yes mistress." Amberly's hand raked the spot between her now throbbing girlcock and ass, feeling herself shiver.

F-fuck that feels good. Is that from my body or Katie ordering me around?

"Your body is transforming into something beautiful, and you masturbated like a man in front of me? We have so much work to do Amberly."

Amberly tried to listen, but the words were drowned out by the pleasure coming from between her thighs. Each rake of her perineum and touch to her breast sent her brain a warm sensation, muddling her mind. It felt like she had lost control over her body as she gently rocked herself to orgasm, her knees weakening as a sliver of drool escaped the left side of her mouth. She squeezed her breast hard, feeling it's softness.

"It's just so good, isn't it?" Katie drawled. You're drooling over yourself, you're so worked up." Katie drew herself close to Amberly's right ear. "I don't think my girlfriend is ready for what's coming next."

Amberly felt her mistress's breath as her left hand forcibly moved again, this time to her girlcock's frenulum.

"I think this deserves some attention, don't you?" Katie rhetorically said.

"M-m-mis-Oh f-f-fuck!" Amberly moaned as her left index finger forcibly rubbed against her frenulum. The rhythmic rubbing motion was like nothing she'd ever experienced. Her finger worked the soft skin with determination, every rub making her quiver and sending her closer to climactic bliss.

"You just can't help yourself, can you?" Katie cried out in laughter as she tightened her grip, forcing Amberly's finger to rub faster.

Amberly could feel her breath become ragged, her mind muddled and aching for sexual release.

I'm hers, I agreed to this. I wanted this. I've been such a good girl for her, please, mistress, give me my release. I'm your good girl.

"Are you getting close?" Katie whispered into the girl's ear.

The words snapped Amberly out of her thoughts, knowing her next response would take her to an earth-shattering orgasm.

"Y-yes mistress." Amberly panted. "P-please let me come. I'm so worked up I can't take this anymore!" Amberly let out a gasp as her left hand was pulled away from her frenulum.

No no no! Why is she doing this? I want to come! I need to come!

Her gasp turned to a whimper as her right hand was pulled from her breast, joining the other behind her back where Katie's left hand held them together. She wriggled to free herself, but it was no use. Katie's left hand was too strong for her weak submissive body.

"What did I tell you about being a good girl?" Katie coldly asked.

"I-I should l-let you know when I'm clo-mmpf!" Amberly felt herself drawn into a kiss, her mistress's tongue sliding into her mouth. Long nails stroked down Amberly's back, pushing her into her mistress's warm, soft body. Her heartbeat quickened as she reacted to Katie's touch, the fire between her legs flaring as she moaned deeply into her mistress's mouth.

Katie savoured the taste of her girlfriend's mouth, knowing that the next part of her plan would break Amberly's resolve.

Suddenly, Amberly felt her mistress withdraw her tongue, pulling away whilst still clutching Amberly's hands tightly. Moaning pathetically, the girl's hips bucked forward, attempting to regain her mistress's sensual touch. But it was no use. Katie remained out of reach, and without her touch Amberly was a hot writhing mess of sexual tension.

"Please, mistress, please let me come", she desperately pleaded to her girlfriend. Katie's cold brown eyes stared back at her in return.

"What did I tell you? You have three rules to follow. You broke two of them." Katie began circling Amberly like a shark. "You didn't address me by my proper title. And you didn't tell me you were close to an orgasm. I had to ask, didn't I?"

Amberly realised in shock that she had broken the rules, A cruel smile lighting Katie's face.

How did I miss this? Katie has been playing me this entire time!

"Please mistress, I'm so worked up. Please don't leave me like this. I-it was a mistake! Please, just let me come!"

Katie continued, paying no attention to Amberly's desperate attempts to resolve the situation in her favour.

"Good girls don't break rules, do they? Good girls are obedient to their mistress." She smirked. Rules are rules Amberly, and you need to be punished."

"Please! I've been a good girl for you! I know I've made mistakes, but-"

"You do not have permission to come." An evil smile spread across Katie's face. She knew orgasm denial would make Amberly more submissive. The longer Amberly couldn't get her release, the more desperate she would become. Amberly's submissive brain wouldn't just let her forget how close she'd been to coming. It needed release. And given enough time, it would become deliciously desperate. Her pent-up horny t-girl. Just the way Katie wanted her.

"Mistress... please, just a bit more? I'll be a good girl, the best girl. I'll do anything for you -- just keep going." Amberly felt the fire between her legs slowly lessen as she wriggled against her captor, struggling to contain herself.

Katie smirked at Amberly's pleading, her face that of a cold predator. Still holding Amberly's hands together, she bent to the girl's left ear, giving it a slight nibble. She felt her girlfriend shudder beneath her. Amberly would submit fully to Katie; it was only a matter of time. The poor girl wouldn't be able to come by herself anytime soon. She was still struggling to figure out what made her new body tick. Katie imagined herself coming home and finding her girlfriend tied up, pleading with her for release. The thought made Katie squirm. She was going to have fun with this, a lot of fun. Amberly's voice snapped Katie back to the present.

"Please mistress, please just keep going. I-I'm a good girl," Amberly said in one last pathetic attempt to come.

Licking her lips, Katie cupped Amberly's neck with her right hand, pushing the girl's head upwards.

"Prove it".

*****

Amberly felt her feminine cock struggling under her skirt. Luckily, her low desk stopped others from seeing the rapidly hot mess she was becoming, all thanks to Katie. Breathing deeply, she thought of the release, well, hopeful release that awaited her at home.

Just three more hours. Three more goddamn hours until I can go home.

Katie had hardly touched her after their little adventure last night. Amberly had tried to cuddle her in bed, even just holding the girl's hand to feel her warmth. But whenever she got close to her girlfriend, Katie's soft growling made her too scared to continue. It didn't help that Amberly could barely hide her arousal from her mistress. At one point Katie had turned over and seen her girlfriends cock pressing into the girl's nightgown, smirked, and then closed her eyes.

Amberly gingerly pushed her hand under her desk, pressing her fingers against the fabric of the skirt. It was lucky that nobody at work minded that she was transgender. Everyone was probably too dulled to death to care. Working with insurance claims all day would do that to you.

Her hand tried to press her girlcock into submission under her skirt, but it wasn't working. Focusing on her task, she barely noticed the presence of her secretary Imogen until a stack of papers were gently placed onto her desk. Amberly looked up to face Imogen, noticing her blouse, which was tight around the girl's heavy bust. Imogen's brown hair framed her face beautifully, her blue eyes warm and caring. It was unsurprising the girl didn't wear makeup given her angelic like features.

God she's so pretty. If I had never met Katie, I would have asked her out. Katie and her would be so fucking hot in a threesome with me. Fuck! I really am excited today.

"These claims need to be logged in the system for investigation. There are quite a few, so I'll drop more on your desk soon."

Imogen's cute smile snapped Amberly from her daydream. "T-thanks Imogen, I'll get on it."

Imogen smiled as she turned on her heels, walking with vigour back to her desk.

Amberly watched her body bounce in step, her strong thighs and perfect ass shaking slightly as she walked. On a normal day, Imogen's body wouldn't have affected her this much. She would have been horny enough to rub one out in the work bathroom (which she'd done plenty of times before hormones) but she would have been able to continue with her work.

Unfortunately, this was not a typical day. Katie had done something to her brain that made her horny as hell. Like a switch being pulled, Amberly's body had entered sexual overdrive, and the edge Katie left her on the night before was still there. Just knowing she couldn't make herself come was pure torture. At least she hadn't touched herself today like her mistress said.

Well, that was a partial lie, she told herself.

At midday, Amberly had entered the bathroom, her internal thoughts fighting against her body's desire.

Katie won't know if you pleasure yourself at work. Just go into the bathroom stall and -No! She only gave you three rules! She'll tease it out of you, and you won't get a release for god knows how long.

She'd had to hold a manila file in front of her to hide her throbbing erection on the way into the bathroom. Luckily, most staff were working from home today. Once settled, she'd undone her skirt and pulled off her tights, moaning as her girlcock freed itself from its confines. Her underwear was sticky with precum she'd been that aroused.

Just a little touch, enough to get rid of the feeling...

Her hand came dangerously close to her feminine shaft before she had pulled away, disappointed in herself once remembering Katie's words.

I'm a good girl, and good girls obey their mistress.

Reluctantly, she'd done up her skirt, feeling her girlcock press into her damp underwear as her tights constricted her lower half. She had worn her most constrictive pair to force her girlcock into submission, but it still twitched in desperation against its confines.

Coming out of her recollection, she glanced at the time again on her wristwatch. 2:05 PM.

It's only been 5 minutes. Fuck, She thought with both dread and anticipation.

Looking up from her desk, she saw Imogen walking back over holding more files. Her eyes drank in the girl's soft curves, feeling her heartbeat increase.

Imogen smiled as she slammed more files on Amberly's desk. "These claims need a review."

BANG.

"These are pending your signature."

BANG.

"And these need to be logged."

BANG.

"I've got another box of claims for you at my desk. If you give me a hand, I can bring them to your desk for you in full. Saves me walking up and back all the time, distracting you from your work."

Amberly felt her entire body stiffen. She wanted to get up, but the bulge in her black skirt convinced her to wait. "Uh, um. I'll file these and then come by to help, say in ten minutes?"

Imogen frowned. "By the time you've filed those, I'll have returned with more! You might as well help me now and bring it all over here."

Amberly grappled for an excuse against Imogen's logic, realising she was trapped. "Okay." Amberly slowly rose from her chair, her hands trying to tuck through her skirt in an attempt to hide her arousal. Luckily, Imogen turned as she stood up, allowing Amberly to place both hands in front of her skirt.

The walk to Imogen's desk wasn't long. After all, it was a mere 20 meters from Amberly's desk. Amberly thought about her next move, her hands still clasped in front of her skirt.

I can quickly slide into my seat if we can get this box back in one go. Problem solved.

Imogen turned to face her once they had arrived. "Okay, let's pick this baby up!"

Amberly bent down and froze, feeling her girlcock press directly into her tights.

Fuck! The bending must have forced it out of my underwear!

Each grabbing a side of the box, the girl's slowly rose and began shuffling to Amberly's desk.

There's not long to go; just hang in there, Amberly thought, arms shaking from the effort.

"Let's put it down for a moment. My arms are killing me." Imogen said, panting from exertion.

The box hit the floor with a thump, and both girls stretched their tired muscles. The pain in Amberly's arms caused her to temporarily forget about her situation, until Imogen's words caught her attention.

"Uh, Amberly," Imogen said, a hint of worry in her voice. "I think something's wrong with your skirt."

FUCK

Amberly looked down to see her skirt tented at the front, her girlcock pressed into it firmly. She could see it twitch desperately into the fabric, attempting to release itself.

"Uh, uh, uh, Imogen, excuse me for a moment." Amberly stuttered, hastily turning and running to her desk. Hiding behind her desk's small partition wall, she unbuttoned her skirt, thrusting her hand into her tights. Grabbing her cock with an iron grip, she moaned lightly as she tried to reposition her stiffness. Mmpf, she moaned, attempting to press the erection between her thighs. But it was no use. Her worked up cock wasn't going anywhere.

Reluctantly, Amberly stood up and began walking back towards Imogen, hiding her prominent arousal with her hands.

This is so fucking embarrassing. I can't believe I'm doing this.

"Uh, uh, Imogen, I can't... you know. Um... fix it. Just uh, just don't look at it, okay?"

Imogen grinned. "It's okay, it happens. Someone must have gotten you worked up."

The way Imogen winked at her after those words made Amberly freeze. She wasn't expecting this.

Be strong, be strong Amberly. Don't fall for her.

Imogen's voice snapped her back into the present. "Let's get this done."

Another two minutes of lifting and arm pain ended when the box fell to the side of Amberly's desk with a thump. Amberly practically jumped into her seat, attempting to hide her body from her painfully hot secretary. Imogen stood facing her from the side of Amberly's desk, causing to cross her legs in response.

"Is there anything else you need Amberly?" The girl said with a smile.

"Uh, no. I think I'm pretty good here. I-I'd better start on these claims. Thanks though Imogen."

My voice sounds so shaky. What's happening to me?

A grin spread across Imogen's face. "Are you sure I can't help you with anything?"

The words were playful. Sexy. Amberly felt a bolt of lightning jolt up her spine. "Uh-uh-I-uh, I think I'm good. But thank you."

Imogen stepped closer to her, towering above her chair. Amberly could see the girl's bust at her eyeline, Imogen's heavy breasts desperately trying to free themselves from her blouse. "You're always so busy with these claims, Amberly. You need some time to relax."

Amberly gulped.

"I've seen the way you look at me in the office. I might be mistaken, but I always thought you had a crush on me..."

Oh fuck.

Amberly quickly glanced around the office, hoping that somene could save her from this position.

"Oh relax sweetie, no one's here except us."

The words filled Amberly with unease, making her scared of what might happen next.

"You know... I've always liked girls like you. Especially since you come with so many interesting things to play with..."

The words made Amberly nervous.

Imogen stepped closer to her, bending until her mouth was near the girl's right ear. "Are you sure I can't do anything for you? Anything at all?"

Amberly turned to face her just in time to see Imogen's breasts shake as a button came off Imogen's blouse. The sight of the heavy cleavage made Amberly moan softly.

"Ohhh, I think I've found your weakness. If I didn't know any better, I would think you loved a girl in tight. feminine. workwear." Imogen accentuated each word, hearing Amberly's breath quicken in response.

Amberly's thighs pressed into each other, attempting to regain control. Breasts were Amberly's absolute weakness. Years of excessive lesbian porn watching had associated the soft mounds of flesh with orgasmic bliss.

"I-I-I." She stammered, eyes watching as Imogen's expert fingers released another button from her blouse.

"Awww, is someone distracted? I wonder what's causing that?" Imogen said in a knowing voice.

"I-I have a girlfriend, " Amberly stammered out, wiping the drool away that had accumulated around her mouth.

Since when was I this fucking submissive? Those hormones have really changed me.

"Oh, you do?" Imogen said, feigning shock. "I thought you'd broken up, given your little situation here." She said, pointing to Amberly's painfully aroused girlcock which poked up her skirt. "She mustn't be taking good care of you then."

Amberly saw another button release, revealing yet more soft cleavage. "Sh-she takes care of me." Amberly stuttered between light moans. She could barely stand the sexual tension between them, her pent-up body writhing from Katie's previous work and Imogen's torture. She could feel the warmth radiating from Imogen's body, the girl's pheromones and perfume combining into a smell which made Amberly shudder. She wanted nothing more than to thrust her hand into her skirt and fuck herself silly.

Imogen bent down further, her mouth now close to Amberly's. "Maybe she made you like this today on purpose." A smile crossed her mouth as she saw Amberly's girlcock twitch in anticipation. Imogen smirked, "I can't believe you never introduced us. She sounds... fun."

Amberly moaned, louder now. Feeling Imogen's hot breath on her lips. She felt her precum begin dripping down her inner thighs, escaping from her damp underwear.

God Imogen please touch me. I know I shouldn't, but please. I'm so fucking pent-up. Please fuck me Imogen. FUCK ME.

"Let her know I said hi," Imogen said, pulling away from Amberly. "I would love to meet her sometime!"

Amberly opened her eyes to see Imogen rebuttoning her blouse. She let out a light moan at the sight, before realising that Imogen was leaving. Amberly's face was flushed as she panted from the experience.

Fuck I'm pathetic. I nearly slept with my secretary. I nearly lost control and came. And I'm still so fucking aroused.

"Enjoy your afternoon!" Imogen said with a wink, her brown hair swishing as she walked back to her desk.

Amberly felt her body slump into her chair, her cock still twitching from overstimulation. She hadn't touched herself, at least much, and she hadn't come. Best of all, she hadn't slept with her secretary, something she didn't even realise was possible until today.

Thanks Kati-mistress. Thanks for making me so excited I nearly ruined our relationship by sleeping with my hot secretary. This domination game is getting dangerous, and we aren't even half a week in yet.

Amberly sighed as she tried to calm her body down. The heat was slowly dissipating from between her legs as she glanced at her wristwatch.

2:37 PM. Fuck its going to be a long afternoon.