^^ Danny ^^

I smirked. "Then we're in agreement. Please get dressed."

"Hmm... No. I'm about to strip anyway. Come on." She started walking in.

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I chased her, and she stopped suddenly, making me crash into her and drop to my butt.

"Ah! One thing missing..." she threw one thigh over my shoulder. "Wanna help me out?" She winked.

I smiled and obediently began to eat her out, ignoring my own embarrassment in favor of the luxurious feeling of bringing her pleasure. She tasted heavenly, as always, and I moaned into her shaved cunt as I received her lovely flavor of liquor.

She pulled back suddenly. "Perfect." My saliva was literally dripping down her thighs, and she winked, picking up her clothes, then dragging me in. She tossed her clothes to the doorman. "Get those to my dressing room, Greg. I've got a soaked cunt to show off." She laughed.

I squealed and chased her. "Stop that! Please!!!"

"Nope. You need a lesson on confidence, and you're about to get a first-hand look at the truest there is. ALLO LOVELIES!!" She shouted as she entered a large, open space.

Several hundred people filled a large, open space, that looked like it used to be an opera theater.

They all turned to her with varying degrees of shock and interest. I was stuck between running away and covering her up from their lustful stares.

She laughed. "Well then. Hallo, all. I am Colette, the Lead Dominatrix at this establishment, Hades's Kennel." She smirked. "You're all wondering why I'm completely naked, and why I have my lovers saliva running down my thighs. Easy answer? She has no self-confidence, and I'm teaching it to her by example. Now! I'm on the stage in about... five minutes, was it? Ten?"

Someone on the giant stage shouted "ten!"

She nodded. "Ten, then. I'll go get into my... uniform..." she winked, and then turned to drag me out.

I went willingly, and collapsed against her, my knees giving out. "I don't like that, please don't do it again! They were staring at me, and you, and I don't like them staring at you, and I definitely don't like them looking at me... it's scary..." I whispered.

She smiled. "But it's thrilling, no?"

"No." I shivered.

She hummed and kissed my forehead. "Okay... well, easy fix. If they don't know it's you, does it matter?"

I blinked, and then hummed. "Well... it's not as embarrassing if they don't know me, I suppose-"

"Perfect! A mask it is! You can be part of my act!" She smirked.

I blushed. "I already got spanked today..."

She froze. "Damn, you're right... then we can do that another time. First, you'll just watch." She opened a door, and led us into a large dressing room, equipped with a large, (Nicky waist-high...) bed.

She saw me measuring the height. "Yes, that's so I can dominate women over the bed. Don't worry, the sheets and mattress are new. Here."

She turned on the giant flatscreen at the end, and the stage was shown in perfect color. "You can change the camera angle with this..." she showed me the buttons on the small remote.

"Wow..." I hummed.

"And if you've had enough, turn it off with this. And, if you get too excited to wait for me, you may make use of these..." she opened a panel in the headboard, and displayed an assortment of dildo's and plugs and strap-on's of all sizes. "Feel... Perfectly free. They're all mine, but new and clean, not used before. I make sure to take them home if I use them." She smirked.

I blushed. "Not likely..."

She smirked. "Yeah well. Just in case." She slid the display shut, and then stepped off the bed, and started slipping on a long, luxurious leather dress with a slit up one thigh. She pulled a pair of red lace panties on, and smirked at me over her shoulder.

She situated her breasts in the leather hammock, (ha, score for the flat chested team) and then stepped out of her red wedges, replacing them with black stilettos.

I gasped as her calfs flexed luxuriously, and she stood up to a 7'6" height.

"Now can I call you a giantess?" I asked seriously.

She hummed. "Hmm... No. I don't like it." She looked at me sharply, narrowing her eyes.

"Sorry... I'll try not to... but I'm so tiny, it's hard not to..."

She smiled. "You're adorable."

"AAAAND NOW, welcome to the stage... Danny! Our stage submissive for tonight. We'll watch Danny here get the drilling of his life! Would the assistants like to get Danny into the sling?"

Nicky growled. "Starting without me..." she kissed me quickly, pulling on long black leather gloves. "Wish me luck!"

She jogged out, and I watched, amazed at how she didn't trip the slightest in the heels.

I looked at the screen, and she slowly prowled out of the backstage, holding what could only be a large, luminescent pink strap on.

I gasped. "Is she going to... oh god she is!!" I locked the door, and hopped back into the bed. I slid under the comfy covers, and watched shamelessly as the act began.

She sultrily laced on the dildo, and walked around to the front of the trussed up boy.

I didn't hear anything, and growled. There was no volume button on the remote. I sighed and resolved to make up my own dialogue.

I smirked and settled down for the show.

She moved her mouth, and I smiled. 'Would you like a taste, pet?' I imagined her saying, as she licked her lips.

The boy gently kissed the tip, and she shoved the entire thing into his throat, making me gasp. "All twelve inches, just... wow... and he's not choking at all!!! I couldn't do that..."

I mumbled, annoyed. "Does she like that kind of thing? She looks like she's enjoying herself... but I couldn't do that. It looks so... impersonal. She doesn't love him... it's... there's not even attraction!" I growled.

Then the rational side of my brain spoke up. "Duh, moron. She's a lesbian! He's male! She doesn't want him!! Ya idjit. Just pay attention."

I muttered and grumbled, but I watched as she pumped the phallus deep into the Boys throat, growling what could only be insults. She looked almost angry... then she yanked it out, and slapped him when he reached for it again.

I gasped, clutching my cheek. "I couldn't ever do that... he's not even phased by it... oh god..."

She walked around him and unceremoniously rammed it into him, making him shriek in pain. Then she and the other two women started abusing him, with open hands. Pinches, swats, pokes, prods, and the occasional twist of his nipples.

His face was twisted in constant pain, but they weren't stopping. When Nicky rammed into him from a different position, maneuvering the strings, his eyes rolled back in pain.

I gasped and fumbled for the remote. I turned it off, shivering... Then I threw the remote away from me, and shivered again, curling up under the heavy blankets.

I laid there, shivering, silent tears dropping every once in a while, for two hours, before the door handle jiggled.

I heard something click, and the door creaked open.

"Ooh, locked the door? Decided to get freaky after all, baby girl??... baby girl?" Nicky closed the door and walked over, then gently moved the blankets.

She gasped. "Ohh baby, are you alright???" She crawled next to me and hugged me. "Talk to me, baby??"

"Please don't ever bring me here again..." I said quietly.

She blinked. "I... what's wrong? Did you not like it?"

I shook my head. "I don't... understand. You didn't want him. He didn't want you... but you did it anyway. And he was in so much pain-"

She started laughing. "Darling, he's a masochist! He was moaning up a storm, how'd you miss that pleasure he was feeling? The cum puddle underneath him must've tipped you off." She smirked.

I blushed. "The sound was off, and I didn't know how to turn it on... I made up lines for you instead."

She smirked again. "Oooh? And what did I say?"

I blushed and ducked my head into the covers.

She smiled and walked to the door, locking it. "Here... safe now... just me and you... now. What did I say?"

I blushed. "I don't remember..."

She gripped my cheeks and looked me in the eyes. "Don't ever lie to me."

I blushed again, my entire face and neck darkening. Luckily with my skin tone she couldn't really tell. "I don't remember exactly." I amended my statement.

She hummed. "Alright. What about if we watched it back?" She turned on the TV, and rewinded it to the beginning. Then she tapped the buttons on the side, ones I hadn't noticed.

Sound came through softly, and she turned it down. "Now... what did I say here?" She smirked as her character walked up to the boy with the strap on.

I blushed, and decided to go with it. I whispered. "Would you like a taste, pet?"

She frowned. "He's not my pet. Only you... I said 'take this into your throat, Slave'. But go on..."

I gasped. "Slave?"

"His preferred title." She nodded.

I hummed. "Okay..."

The next time she opened her mouth, when she slapped him, I gasped. The film paused. "And here?" She asked gently.

"... greedy little bitch..." I whispered.

"Mmm. Close. I said 'cock-hungry little...' well the rest isn't necessary..." she whispered in my ear.

"What did you say?" I asked.

She hummed. "He likes being called a whore. It makes him happy. He's the type of masochist who's exactly the opposite of you. He likes to be humiliated. He likes the pain." She explained.

I nodded. "Oh... well... if he likes it... I suppose... but please-"

"I will never call you that, my love." She kissed my forehead. "I wouldn't dream of it... next?"

The movie played, and she walked around him, trailing her nails down him. "And here?"

"Looks like you need a punishment, bitch..." I didn't hesitate this time.

She chuckled. "I said. 'If you want it so badly... your benevolent Mistress will give it to you. Tell me you want it, Slave... BEG.'"

I shivered. "Oh? I didn't think he wanted it... I'm sorry..."

"Hmm... You're getting the opposite of my words. You see this as bad. He wants this. I'm giving it to him. Yes, it's punishment, but it's also everything he wants. This isn't to hurt him. You can see him tomorrow. Other than his ass, there's not a bruise on him." She kissed my ear.

"Oh...." I smiled.

She smirked. "And here?" She rammed the cock into him.

"I-" I choked on the words.

"What did you script for me here?" She pressed gently.

"... Take it, Bitch... Your ass is mine... relax your bitch hole-"

She stopped me. "Okay... you obviously need to listen to the real one..."

She rewound it, turned up the volume, and hit play.

"Take this into your throat, Slave..." her voice growled in her command voice, and I started to get wet.

She picked me up and placed me in her lap, her hands massaging my shoulders as I watched. She leaned and whispered in my ear. "Feel free to masturbate, pet." She smirked.

I blushed and watched.

"Yes, mistress!" He moaned, and took the entire thing after a gentle kiss. He groaned in what seemed like delight as she rammed it into him repeatedly.

She ripped it out, and he reached for it again. She slapped him, and I jumped at the slapping sound. "You Cock-hungry little Whore... If you want it so badly... your benevolent Mistress will give it to you. Tell me you want it, Slave... BEG!" She barked at her, and I moaned, trying to subtly move my hand between my legs.

She laughed and pulled me back into her chest, and then placed her hand between my legs. "Tell me what you want my hand to do. Guide me with your voice. Don't panic. Don't get scared. We're safe here, okay?"

I slowly nodded. "Uhm... okay... please... uhm... r-rub m-my... I can't!" I covered my face.

She smiled. "It's okay. You can talk dirty to me."

"I don't like to... use those words..." I ducked my face reflexively.

She hummed. "You're alright, baby. Just be understood. It's safe here. That door is locked, and made of three inches of solid steel, set into a titanium frame. This room is sound proof. You can ask me, tell me anything here, and no one will ever know. I'll never tell a soul what happens in this room unless you give me permission. Okay?"

I slowly nodded, the realization that I was safe with her sinking in gently. "O... okay..."

"What do you want?" She whispered, and kissed my lips sweetly.

"Kiss me again." I asked softly, looking at her through heavy eyelids.