Sharing my Sub with another Dom

Some things I share, some things are just for us.

Gripping the bottom of her dress, I flick it up and over her ass, giving me a view of her small black panties against her pale skin.

She always dresses well for me. I’m sure that her husband wonders why she dresses up so nicely when she says she is just going out to the shops, but really that’s none of my concern. I just care about my beautiful sub that I’m about to wreck.

Slowly rubbing my hand over her ass, pausing now and again to squeeze the flesh. I know that taking my time well makes her more desperate, more needy. I like her like that, sinking into her sub mindset and letting me do whatever I want to her.

“Remove your panties,” I tell her, and she swiftly complies. The little wiggle she does as they fall down makes my cock twitch, and I know she did it on purpose. Still, she does not know what I have planned and will soon be too occupied to tease.

“Start rubbing your clit,” I tell her, and reach round to fondle her breasts. She has a thing for them being manhandled and it always works as a shortcut to making her dripping wet. Combined with her fingers rubbing little circles against her clit, she is soon sighing and leaning back against me to keep steady.
“How much do you need my cock?”

She moans and struggles to answer. She always gets like this, so lost in her pleasure that she becomes almost none-verbal.

“Do you want me in you?” I ask as my fingers find her nipples and twist, making her groan and rub herself harder.

“Yes,” she breathes and grinds back against me.

I step back and pull the belt from my trousers. I conditioned her to react to the sound of the belt. She will be fighting to stop from sinking to her knees. And when she hears me pull open my trousers and pull out my cock, her hand goes twice as fast between her legs.

“Over the chair,” I say “hang your head over the other side.”

She mounts the chair sideways, kneeling so her wetness is on show.

“Please, Sir…” she starts but before she can say anything else, I thrust into her.

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