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The Closet Domme Ch. 14

The Temptations Abound

Jacky found herself withdrawn for the next few days as she pondered what Dean had said. He wanted something "normal," and despite his retraction before he left it was the label that stayed with her. He had not texted her since and had not stopped by. Before she knew it, Wednesday had come and she was going to see her client again.

The jail was dull and dingy as she waited to see him, and despite her thoughts being scattered, the smile on his face as he was ushered into the visiting room seemed to pull her from her stupor. Danny was her ray of hope somehow, maybe because she could be the attorney only with him, or was it because she seemed to know exactly what to do with his case. Jacky wasn't sure, but she had somehow allowed all thoughts of Dean to leave her as she started to talk to him.

They spoke for nearly two hours while she tried to discover who the real man was behind Danny. When she finally left, they were talking as if they were old friends and she even had him smiling. Danny trusted her completely, and had even told her that he had never trusted an attorney before. As she left that night, she figured if she could look past the labels that Danny had lived with, then maybe she should give Dean another try and look past his labels.

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After Jacky left the jail, she turned her phone back on and patiently waited for it to reboot. The jail had this policy that she could not bring her phone in and had to turn it off if she left it at the front desk. Ridiculous, but rules were rules when it came to this stuff, and she didn't feel like arguing over it.

As if Dean could read her mind, he had texted her while she sat with Danny to talk about his case.

"Lady J, can we at least talk? I miss you." She could feel Dean's need, and also a familiar stirring in herself that meant she could probably use some playtime with Dean as well. Her private angel had not left her brain until tonight, and it had only made her want him more now that she had a brief respite.

"Yes, tomorrow night at the bar down the street?" She responded simply not wanting to tip her hand to her angel just yet.

"I can't wait. Does 8 work?" Ah, his excitement made her smile as she strolled back to her car.

"8 is fine, and have my usual waiting for me." It was nice to have a toy that she was comfortable with again, and Dean seemed to fit the bill just perfectly. She did have to talk with him, but knew that the dim lighting in the bar would allow for possible play time if she was so inclined.

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The next morning Jacky was set to be back in court with Danny. This time she wanted to be ready for the Deputy and decided to play with his mind even more. There was something about knowing that she had power over him in that courtroom that made it easier for her to negotiate once she was in the back. She figured there was no harm in using that sense of power to her advantage ..... and more importantly to Danny's.

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When Jacky had looked in the mirror the next morning, she saw a stunning woman in front of her. Sure, she may not be the skinniest girl in the world, but her breasts sat perfectly perky and round just below the cut of her shirt. Her ass, nicely accentuated by the pencil skirt was drool worthy that day. It was intentional, and the green in her eyes seemed brighter than ever from the color of her shirt. She was dressed to stun. The Deputy was in trouble.

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Jacky walked into the courtroom brimming with sexual confidence. Her knee length black pencil skirt had a slight decoration around the bottom edge that played well with the black nylons she chose. They were particularly enticing nylons that had a subtle, yet provocative black line down the back- similar to the old drawn on stockings from decades before. Her shoes were a modest heel height and black, with a small black patent bow built into the back of each one. Her black jacket fit her nicely and hid her bare arms. She had even gone so far as to wear a light green top, which was cut as low in the front as she would dare for court. As she came in, she saw the Deputy at the far end of the room, talking with the clerk. The room was busy as usual, but she kept her eyes fixed on Deputy Juan, willing him to look up.

Sure enough, her will won, and the Deputy raised his head mid-sentence and stopped caught by her gaze. She smiled and immediately looked to her left where Danny was. Jacky approached the front of the courtroom past the barrier for attorneys only, and smiled at Danny like a mother, caring and focused on him.

Once she reached the front and moved past the barrier, she was surprised to hear a familiar voice.

"Hey Counsel, long time no see." Deputy Juan had caught her off guard. She frankly didn't know how he had moved so fast and was positive the whole courtroom must now know that he was interested in her.

"Hi, Deputy, is it okay if I talk to my client?" She was polite, keeping pretenses made this dance of theirs much more exciting anyways.

"Yes, if you answer one question for me." He was being particularly forward she thought, and she was surprised.

"If I do, can I put my bag in front of the chair by your desk too? I want dibs on a place to sit while I wait....and that one seems to have the best view." Two could play coy she thought, and of course, she would win. When she was excited, she found that her Domme took over and the banter that came out of her mouth, as well as the attitude, conveyed by her body was instinctual.

"Yes, I was heading there anyways." The Deputy walked over and sat at the small desk. Jacky followed and placed her bag on the other side by the chair. She made a point then to walk over so her back was to Danny and most people in the courtroom. Somehow she knew this question was one of a private nature.

"Now, Counsel, at the bar the other night, what were you doing with that hand that I couldn't see?" The Deputy smiled as he spoke looking directly into her eyes. He was flirting with danger Jacky thought, or trying to embarrass her. Jacky smiled back, the smile of a predator, knowing that he was really flirting with danger either way, because she wasn't embarrassed by what she had done with Dean.

"I was rubbing Dean's cock until he came for me, why do you ask?" Her words came out thick and full of sex – just pure sex. Once she had finished the last sentence she turned and made her way to Danny. She didn't look back, but Jacky could feel Juan's eyes on her. She wondered what he was thinking now, but allowed the thought to disappear when she reached Danny.

"Hey honey, how are you doing this morning? Feeling good?" Her face softened. It was becoming easier and easier for her to shift in and out of her roles. She could be the hard-working attorney, then the Domme, and for Danny the mother he never had that would take care of him in the face of all this pressure against him.

"I'm okay Jacky. I'm a little nervous." Danny stammered, and she could see the anxiety on his face and noted his hands writhing against each other on his lap.

"You trust me right?"

"Yes, completely."

"Okay, then I'm going to go over and have a seat and wait for all these other fools to get done so I can go back there and show them how a real attorney fights for her client. You hang tight, and don't worry." Her look to Danny conveyed her confidence and she saw the worry fall from his face almost immediately. She felt at home in this atmosphere, and she reveled in it.

"Okay." His voice lost the stammer and he was with her 100% now.

Jacky put her name on the list, moving slowly through the courtroom. Afterwards she went back to the seat she saved. It never failed she thought. If she got here at 9 am exactly, she was still at least number 15 on the list. The other attorneys had some sort of buddy system going on where they would sign up the day before so that they didn't have to wait all morning. It was frustrating, but on the other hand gave her time to talk to her favorite Deputy.

Jacky sat down in her seat and pulled Danny's file from her bag. She had to at least look busy. The Deputy said nothing when she sat at first. He just watched her.

"Did you have another question Deputy?" She turned her head to smile at him and lock eyes with him. He was frozen there, looking at her like he still couldn't believe what she had said.

"I.......I mean I guess I figured, but.....wow. You know how to shut me up every time don't you?" Ah, finally he got it. That was the point. Jacky wanted to shock him, and at the same time let him know exactly who she was without hiding it. She didn't know why she felt comfortable being open like this with him, but she did. Somehow this mysterious man brought that out in her.

"Deputy, why do you care so much what I was doing with Dean?" She asked the obvious question, and shifting the embarrassment back towards him.

"I just, well, let's just say you are not the typical woman I see every day. I suppose, I'm intrigued by you." He was honest in that moment, ending his sentence with a sigh.

"Well, I'm just me, and I just don't care anymore what that means to most people. If that makes you intrigued that's fine, you can ask me what you want. If it makes you interested, then you probably need to talk to your girl about that." She smiled, softening. Jacky had to remind herself that she wasn't interested in ruining Juan's "recovery" as he called it. Nan had seemed like a perfectly nice girl, after all.

"I'm intrigued for now, still sort of in recovery and all. So, are you and Dean together then?"

"We're playing together right now, but for the other strings well I don't know about that. I just want a toy right now, and he's fun." Jacky smiled as the thought of Dean played through her mind. Her private little angel was meeting her tonight, and she was getting excited.

"OK.....I'll pretend to understand that. He wasn't too affectionate in return, though, if you don't mind me saying." Was Juan actually trying to make her doubt her "thing" with Dean? Was he jealous? Oh this was juicy, and she couldn't' help but build the mystery.

"Oh, he's not allowed to touch me until he earns it. He was actually being a very good toy that night." She smiled again letting images of their fucking in the car after the bar drift through her mind. He had definitely earned touching her that night.

"Oh, wow, I.....so....."

"Ms. Fredrick, you're up." Tala's voice broke the moment of understanding between them.

"Yes, Juan, I control him....I'm his Domme." Jacky let the words hang for him to ponder as she grabbed her bag and headed for the back room.

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When Jacky came out of the back, the grin on her face said everything. She had run that room yet again. Between a male judge and a male prosecutor, there was no way that Jacky wasn't going to get exactly what she wanted for Danny that day. She walked over to the chair and practically threw her bag down, barely glancing at the Deputy. Her pace was hurried as she walked over to Danny in the jury box.

"Hey, how does two years sound kiddo?" Jacky was beaming. This was the minimum and she never thought she would get down this far. The previous offers seemed to be reasonable and possibly have wiggle room, but two years was exceptional.

"Oh my God, really? I can't believe it...are you sure?" Danny could hardly contain himself.

"Yes, the DA said he would not object to the Judge doing two years, so with credits, etc., you will be home in less than a year. Now, the Judge wants me to go over all the final details with you and come back in 2 weeks, but he said he will do the two years."

"Can I take it now?" Danny was obviously terrified of losing this chance.

"No, we need to do it on a date where the probation department is here to take notes and everything so they know how it will be organized. After that, you'll be back for sentencing in another few weeks. The offer is yours, but we just have to do things by the book because it's not a typical deal for a case like this okay." Jacky reassured him.

"Thank you so much, Jacky, I really appreciate it so much."

"I'll come see you soon, but we are done for today okay, we are just putting it over two weeks. Hang tight Danny, we'll chat soon." Jacky smiled and made her way back to her bag.

"Good news again, huh, Ms. Fredrick?" the Deputy asked with a smile on his face.

"Did you doubt it would be? I mean I'm just as good at fucking as I am at being an attorney....so why would you be surprised?"

"That mouth is going to be the death of me, you know." The small bead of sweat on Juan's upper lip reminded her of the other night, and she couldn't resist a last little barb to make sure he would think of her.

"My mouth feels even better than it sounds Juan." She let the sexy velvet of her voice linger as her eyes locked on his. She was still leaning over his desk as she spoke and his eyes were clearly looking down her shirt. The air between them was filled with heat and she was sure he was thinking exactly what she was. Every time she had a great time in court, she couldn't help but get excited. She felt her pussy moisten as she stood up with their eyes still together.

The Deputy cleared his throat, and then used his teeth to pull at his bottom lip.

"Until next time then?" Her words were as casual as they could be given the moment they had just shared. The world had gone silent as the two of them fucked each other in their own minds.

"I look forward to seeing you again Counsel." The Deputy's words were music in her ears and as he shifted to sit back in his chair, she caught a glimpse of his crotch. He was definitely a little excited, and it made her get wetter as she glared. He saw her eyes look down and smiled as she turned to walk away. Fuck, she thought, he caught her in a moment of weakness. She didn't want him to think that he had any effect on her, and now he knew. Fuck!

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The afternoon had drug by, and now as Jacky brushed her teeth after dinner, she could feel how wet she was already thinking of Dean. Juan had ignited her this morning, and now she was in full heat. Her body temperature had started to rise the instant she put her court clothes back on. She wanted to look sexy for Dean tonight, so she had decided to wear the same outfit from earlier, but with an open black sweater instead of the suit jacket. She wanted to impress Dean and more importantly, she wanted to feel like that sexy attorney from before that ran the courtroom. It was 745 when she left her house to make her way to the bar. It was only two blocks away, and she wanted to be on time to get the awkward talking part out of the way.

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Jacky entered the bar at 8pm almost exactly, and looked around with a smile for Dean, but he wasn't there. She couldn't believe it, and then realized that it would just give her a reason to punish him. A stop at the bar to order her Jack and Coke with cherries was all she needed before going to wait for her angel. She found a small table in the back where she could see the door and mercifully one of the TVs without sports on it. Some re-run of the Simpsons would keep her occupied.

She waited patiently until her drink came, and then decided she better check her phone. Sure enough, a text from Dean was waiting for her.

"Slight issue at your office, so had to go there first. I should be at the bar by 9, sorry. I hope the punishment won't be too severe."

"Hurry angel, I don't like to be kept waiting." Her response was simple, but only served to push her further into the mood. She wanted her angel now, and as she waited her thoughts of him only made it worse.

Her pussy was starting to throb when the door opened. She sat up immediately, with no concept of how long it had been, but it wasn't Dean – it was Deputy Juan. Oh shit, she thought, not like this. She didn't want to see him right now. She was excited, too excited to play with him. Maybe if she kept quiet Dean would arrive before the Deputy saw her, or maybe Juan would leave.

"Do you need another drink Jacky?" Oh crap, the bartender yelled out to her from behind the bar breaking the silence and her cover. She hadn't even realized that she had finished her drink.

Juan turned and caught her gaze. He was dressed casually with blue jeans and a t-shirt on. He looked so sexy there right now, and his look practically melted her.

"It's on me, and bring a pint of Guinness over too please." Bring it over? Oh crap, that idiot was going to come and sit with her.

Juan waited at the bar and when the drinks were placed before him, he made his way over to the table.

"Is this seat taken....Jacky?" He had paused before her name, probably not knowing how to refer to her after their conversation the other day.

"Not yet, it will be when Dean gets here." Jacky smiled, feeling the pressure to let him sit despite her wish to keep him away.

Juan pulled out the chair and sat down across from her immediately creating a thickness in the air between them. She noticed it then, his smell. He smelled like the flyboy. God, what was that smell? Dean and Oliver had their own particularly lovely scents, but this one was musky and so masculine. It made her chest flush as she filled her nostrils instinctively enjoying every breath of that smell.

"So, you're meeting Dean? I'll move as soon as he gets here I swear." Juan was being polite and seemed more bashful than he had been in the courtroom that morning.

"I am, now Juan are you stalking me?" Jacky tried to be playful as her eyes drifted down his chin, then over his Adams apple following the soft stubble to the top of his shirt. She was so excited it was hard not to eye him hungrily.

"I am not, actually. I was supposed to meet Nan, this bar is not far from her place. She just texted me, though, saying to meet at her place in like two hours, so I figured I would stop and have a beer or two before I went over." Ah, thank God, not stalking her and he mentioned Nan. She just had to keep reminding herself of Nan, and how she wouldn't do that to another woman.

"Oh, so....you sat down, now what do you want to talk about?" She tried to push the mood onto him hoping that he would talk more about Nan and calm her down. Her eyes had already noted the lovely way the t-shirt clung to Juan's pecs and how tight it was on his biceps as he lifted his beer. She caught herself wondering how those tattoos on his upper arms would feel beneath her tongue.

"Let's see.....well I'd ask you about the case this morning, but I don't want to pry into that stuff. So, why don't I ask you something way more intrusive? What the hell do you mean by Domme? Like a dominatrix from the movies? So, whips, chains, that sort of thing? I mean that's hot, but I didn't know people were so open about that sort of thing." Juan got right to it huh? He was practically gushing as he spoke. Mmmmm... his lips, why had men been created like this? He was so tempting here in this bar. She wanted to touch him right now.

"It's kind of hard to explain. It's something like that, but more about control. I'm not usually into as much pain as the movies tend to show, but it depends on my mood. Honestly, I don't know how to describe it, I just do what I like and others seem to enjoy it." She really couldn't quantify things for him she thought. Jacky didn't know about these labels or what others more involved in what she liked called it. She just knew what she liked.

"Give me an example of what you make your toys do for you." Oh my God he was dripping sex and begging to be used. She wanted Juan so badly right then, her pussy had been throbbing before he sat down and now she could feel her wetness seeping through her panties and her tights.
Jacky leaned in, and motioned for Juan to do the same. He sat his beer down and she seized his right hand in her two hands. The warmth from it almost drove her over the edge as she folded his fingers down, leaving only his index and middle finger standing.

"I would have you put these inside of me while I rode your face with your other hand cuffed over your head." Her words took on a low tone as she held his hand in hers their eyes locked on each other. She could hear his breathing as his hair fell into his face.

"Jesus, that sounds hot. I'm not going to lie to you, it's making me rock hard just thinking about it. So, what else would you do to me if I was your toy right now?" Juan was getting visibly excited. Jacky could see his breathing speed up as he leaned closer to her, scooting to the edge of his seat against the table.

"If you were my toy? I'd tie you up so I could suck the cum right out of your cock and feed it to you from my mouth, Juan. I.....I... fuck, Juan we have to stop this." She caught herself just as she slid her right foot out of her shoe. For a moment, she was about to shove her foot against his crotch, just to how hard he was with some part of her. The powder keg sensation was too much though, and she knew this was the time to pull herself back before the predator took over. He was playing with fire.

"I....shit, I'm sorry, you're right, I shouldn't be doing this. I....I've just never.....I've never felt so much sexual energy from a woman before. You make my head spin." Juan pulled his hand from between hers and sat back grabbing his beer. He was shaky as he put it to his mouth.

The door opened then, and there he stood, her angel, just in time. She couldn't have taken much more without some release. Dean caught her glance and smiled. He made his way to the bar and was standing at the table in an instant.

"Hey, sorry I'm late. Here's your drink Lady...I mean Jacky." Dean sat her drink down and grabbed a nearby chair to sit with them.

"Hey, angel, I'm glad you're here. Juan was just keeping me company until you arrived." She called him angel right in front of Juan, solidifying what she had told him earlier. Her secret was out and she didn't feel like dancing around it anymore.

"Juan, how's it going? You're almost out of beer, did you want another one?" Dean was polite, although his disappointment that Juan was there was obvious.

"Actually, I'm going to head over to the bar and chill and let you two have your table. Good to see you though, man. Hey make sure you ask this beautiful lady about her case in court today too, she was quite impressive." Juan shifted himself enough to stand without showing his erection and made his way over to a stool at the bar. Jacky couldn't help but notice that he was facing them still, wanting to watch she assumed.

"I'm so sorry I was late Lady J, your firm is having a major problem. And, I'm sorry about the whole "normal" bullshit, it was stupid of me to say it like that. I didn't mean..." Dean started to stammer as he blubbered out what had probably been on his mind since he left her apartment. Jacky's finger to his lips stopped him.

"Dean let's talk after...." Jacky's gaze said more than her words as she sat there. She moved Dean's hand to her leg and then up and under her skirt. As his fingers pressed against her wet nylons she felt better instantly. Dean's fingers soon started to move in circles and he looked her. His chair was at just the perfect angle for her to slide down against his hand.

"Oh, God, you're so wet." Dean's eyes shut as he licked his lips in excitement.

"Meet me in the men's room in one minute." Jacky stood up and adjusted her skirt to make her way to the nearby hallway leading to the bathrooms. The bar had a dozen or so people in it, but none seemed to be watching her as she slipped into the hallway-that is none except Juan. She couldn't help but get more excited thinking about him and what was in his mind. As she made her way into the handicap stall, she had flashes back to her flyboy and her first adventure in this new world of hers.

"Hey." Dean's simple word pulled her back into the present moment. She grabbed his hand and pulled him into the stall shutting the door behind them. They stood there together breathing, inches apart. Jacky eyed Dean like the predator she had become and he stood breathing hard waiting for any invitation to act.

"Bend over, hands on the back of the toilet." Dean complied immediately, placing his hands flat on the tank of the white porcelain toilet.

Jacky approached him slowly and felt the electricity come into the air as she ran her hand over the ass of his jeans. She loved his ass, and took the opportunity to squeeze and play with it as she stood there making herself wait. She pressed herself against Dean then as she reached around to undo his belt, unbutton his pants, afterward moving back to slide his jeans to his ankles.

She didn't want to rush this, she wanted to savor him. Her hands found his ass again as she squeezed each cheek with enough force to make him inhale. Her fingers danced down between those cheeks finding that lovely spot behind his balls and rubbed it reveling in the soft noises he made as she did.

Thwap! Her right hand made contact with both Dean's cheeks and she sighed at the feeling of exhilaration from taking control of him. She reached around him again now, slowly, teasing him as she pulled his boxer briefs over his hard cock, barely touching it as she moved. His underwear joined his jeans as he stood there bent in half like a child taking a spanking.

Slap! The sound was different as her hand struck Dean's bare ass cheeks. Slap! Her pleasure seemed to increase with each contact

"Angel, you were very bad to keep Lady J waiting. I needed you and you weren't here!" Her voice was deep and throaty as she scolded Dean.

"I'm so sorry Lady J, please punish me." Dean's words ignited her more and she slapped him over and over watching the pink come into his ass cheeks in front of her.

"Turn around, angel. I want to see what you have for me." Dean spun instantly at her request and stood there pants around his ankles with his rock hard cock sticking straight up and he looked at her.

"Tell me what to do, I just want to please you Lady J." Dean was practically begging. Jacky backed up against the wall, marveling at how sexy Dean looked.

"Jerk off for me. I want to see you cum before I ride your face, you bad little toy." Dean's hand found his cock, he did not dare move from where he stood but instead jerked off right before her. As hard as he was, it only took a few minutes before he was spraying his hot cum across the floor of the stall. His cursing was almost unintelligible as he tried to keep his balance while he came with his whole body convulsing.

"Now, pull your pants up angel, and come over here." Dean moved slowly as his orgasm subsided, but he dutifully pulled his pants up and re-fastened them before making his way over to her.

"What can I do for you Lady J?" His voice was ragged as he stood before her looking slightly down into her face. The heat from his body drove her over the edge.

"Kneel down and take off my tights angel." Dean was on his knees in the next moment with at least part of his pants pressed into his own cum puddle. He didn't care, though. His only desire was to please her. She basked in the worship he gave her, and felt her heartbeat race as he slid her nylons down pulling them off one foot at a time. His hands were on her panties then, sliding them down. She didn't have to tell him what to do next, he knew what she wanted, and he was happy to oblige.

Once her panties found the floor Dean's mouth was on her, exploring her soaking wet pussy. He lapped moisture from her lips, her hole, and then found his way to her clit, which he sucked into his mouth eagerly. Jacky lifted her left leg and put it on Dean's shoulder giving him access to all of her. He was relentless in his sucking, only taking breaks to fuck her hole with his tongue.

It was perfect there in the moment with him. He was buried in her body as if she were the most exquisite food in the world. As much as she tried to hold back, Dean pushed harder and harder for her to explode. His fingers soon found their way into her massaging her g-spot as his mouth greedily sucked her clit. Before she knew it she was rocking against him with her head thrown back.

"Oh, fuck yes, yes....oh God...oh." Her orgasm sent a rush of moisture over Dean's mouth and down his chin and neck. Dean held her hips as her legs gave out below her, but didn't move from his spot. They stayed there for a few minutes as she slowly regained herself.

When she put her leg onto the ground she saw the mess she had made of Dean. The collar of his white shirt was wet almost to his nipples and his chin and neck glistened with her wetness. She fell down to her knees then grabbing Dean's face in her hands. She kissed him, smelling herself and tasting her saltiness still on his lips and tongue.

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After they pulled themselves together, Jacky decided to leave the stall first. She had not heard the door open, so assumed no one was with them. She would sneak out and return to the table to finish her drink and Dean would follow in a few moments. As she opened the stall door, she started to walk towards the bathroom door and it opened in front of her, scaring her.

To her surprise, it was Juan who came walking in.

"Hey Juan, sorry I must be tipsy. I thought this was the Ladies' room." Jacky smiled and went to walk past him. Juan grabbed her arm; his touch was offensive to her in its suddenness.

"That didn't sound like a mistake in rooms to me." He whispered to her clearly excited by what he had heard. She wondered just how much of their encounter had been audible.

"Just a simple mistake Juan, now if you don't mind, we have drinks to finish." Dean's voice broke moment between them, and Juan released her arm immediately.

As she and Dean left together, Jacky caught a smile between the two men as they passed in the mirror. It made her feel more alive than ever. Here she was in a men's room with two men who were equally enthralled with her, how incredible! It reignited her passion and by the time they were at the table she could hardly contain her excitement again.

"Dean, finish your beer and let's finish your punishment at my apartment shall we?" Dean's smile showed he didn't care about Juan or what Juan thought or knew. The chugging of his beer after the smile only confirmed that he was ready for whatever she wanted to give him that night.

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The walk to Jacky's apartment never seemed so long as they strode next to each, not touching. The two were clearly hurrying as they moved down the street. For both the bathroom adventure had only been a prelude to the real fun that lay ahead. Jacky was slightly buzzed, which only fueled her desire to have Dean. That coupled with the look between the two men in the bathroom had made her ravenous.

When they reached the door, Jacky's hand shook in excitement as she slid her key in to open it. She entered first and Dean was behind her. She turned immediately closing the door and throwing the latch. Dean stood frozen against the door waiting for her movement. A simple flick of the light switch by the door bathed him in a soft yellow glow from a nearby lamp.

Slowly, Jacky moved herself so that she was as close to Dean as she could be without touching him. She could smell beer mixed with her own juices on his face as she let the heat of the moment between them build. This was often her favorite part. Jacky could feel the thrill of control in these moments and the desire that her prey had for her....the desire to be devoured. She leaned up slightly, and ran her tongue along Dean's beautiful pink lips. Those lips had given her such pleasure and his willingness to stand there, without trying to kiss her back, and let her just taste him was wonderful.

She felt her moisture start again as she stared in Dean's eyes. Her hands soon found his belt and she undid it quickly pulling it out from around him and discarding it on the floor. Her green eyes fixed on Dean's hazel eyes in the dim light and she felt him exhale as she undid his jeans. His boxers were next, freeing his already hard cock. Still Jacky stood fixed in that moment between them, but now it was her turn to take her prize. It was the moment she had wanted all day, her time to have this wonderful little angel's cock in her mouth.

Jacky fell to her knees before Dean. Her mouth opened, and she quickly slid his cock over her tongue and to the back of her throat. He was her personal lollipop now, and she felt her mouth water around him. His groan as she took him in gave her the impetus to suck on him as hard as she could. She wanted hear him groan more. She sat there patiently slowing sucking on Dean and releasing without allowing sliding him out. She could hear Dean's hands on her door trying to grasp the flat surface, but only sliding as he tried to stop himself from touching her.

She slid her mouth from him after what seemed like an eternity of enjoying how he felt filling her. Looking up into his eyes from where she, she smiled knowing he was at her mercy.

"Was that nice angel? Do you want more?" Jacky's grin spread across her face as she taunted Dean.

"Oh, God yes, I love your mouth. Please give me more."

"No. You were very bad angel." Jacky stood up slowly letting Dean's cock brush against her body until it rested on her abdomen as she stood looking at him. "Now, strip!" She took a few steps back to admire Dean as he bent over to remove his boots.

His socks followed quickly as Dean rushed to comply with her demands. He took off his jacket, long sleeve shirt, and undershirt together in a flurry, not wanting to tease her tonight, just to make her happy. Dean's pants and underwear fell to the floor quickly since they were already undone, and he stood there before Jacky naked and beautiful.

"All fours, angel, and crawl to me." Dean complied again dropping to the floor as her slave and crawling over to her across the wooden entryway and onto the carpet. Once at her feet, he stopped and waited with his head down. Jacky couldn't help but pause in the moment, enjoying the view of Dean's tan and sculpted back as it flowed into the beautiful ass of his.

"Better angel, now you can take off my shoes." Dean sat back on his heels and reached for her outstretched right leg. He was gentle as he stroked down her now bare calf – her nylons had been confined to her purse after their bathroom playtime. He removed her shoe slowly placing it to the side with care. He repeated with her left leg and then sat looking at her.

"How does my skin feel angel?"

"Your skin feels beautiful tonight, I love it." Dean smiled, happy to pay her the compliment he had given her on their "normal" night as her toy now.

"Why don't you stand up and undress me angel." Jacky wanted to be his goddess tonight, pampered and adored.

Dean slid her sweater off, and then his hands burned their usual trail of fire as he pulled her shirt over her head. When they found their way around her to undo her bra she could smell his familiar scent. He stood back after sliding her bra down and eyed her breasts.

"See something you like angel?"

"I love your breasts Lady J, they are so perfect, may I kiss them?" Dean licked his lips as he asked her for permission, clearly desiring to taste her skin.

"No, I told you to undress me and you need to finish." She scolded him, but deep down wanted his mouth on her just as badly.

Dean moved to her again, undoing her skirt, to slide it down her hips, and then fell to his knees before her once again to aid its removal from her feet. When his rough fingers grazed her hips, Jacky inhaled deeply enjoying his tenderness despite his rugged exterior. Her panties followed her skirt then, allowing her to feel the wetness as they slid down her legs. Dean raised them to his nose and inhaled deeply before putting them to the side.

"Now lay down." Jacky stood there naked before him, all insecurities gone. She was in control when she was like this and she needed no reassurances. Dean lay down on the carpet his body pressing the thick pile around him as if he were in the snow. Jacky nudged his legs open and he spread them willingly. She knelt down between them and put her hands on either side of his head, leaning so their eyes were locked again.

"I'm going to suck your cock now angel. Don't you dare touch me and don't cum or I will bite it, do you understand?" Dean's face was shocked and thrilled at her words. She had never threatened to hurt him like this before, but she was quite serious in her words.

"Yes J, yes." Dean's words were breathless as his heart rate increased. His chest heaved as Jacky trailed her tongue between his pecs and down his toned stomach. When she took her time to kiss across his abdomen, he was already making soft noises, exciting her.

Jacky glanced up and caught Dean's gaze before plunging his cock into her mouth yet again. She started slowly with the same sucking as before, and then began moving him in and out of her mouth. His noises spurred her on as much as her dripping pussy did. After a few minutes of her slow blowjob, Dean began to curse softly.

"Please stop Lady J, I can't...." Jacky pulled him out of her mouth immediately and moved to face him again.

"Calm down angel, breathe, I'm not done with you yet." Dean's breathing was ragged, but he nodded his head as she watched him try to focus on obeying her. After a few seconds, his breathing had calmed and she was back on his cock sucking and stroking it with her mouth. His curses didn't take as long this time and she could feel him get harder than before on her tongue.

"Oh God, please." Jacky was back hovering over his face instantly wanting to extend his torture as long as possible.

"Angel, how badly do you want to cum?" She toyed with him now, inches from his face as she asked.

"God, please Lady J, please....I'll do anything." He was begging now in his desperation for release. Somehow the tortured look on his face excited her more still. She could already feel her wetness on her the top of her thighs as it ran down her legs. She stood up between Dean's legs enjoying the feeling of pressing the wetness to hold it.

"Crawl to my room angel, now." Dean rolled to his side, pulling himself onto all fours, and began to crawl across her living room floor to the hallway. Jacky watched him intently from behind as she stepped between his feet. His ass was a wonderful image as he obeyed her every whim. She truly was a goddess with her slave in this moment.

When Dean reached her doorway, he halted waiting for her next command.

"Stand up and walk to the bed." Dean stood up and walked over to her bed facing it from the end. Jacky walked behind him and stopped as her hard nipples hit his back. His skin was on fire and the simple touching between them made her catch her breath.

Jacky stood there a few moments and then her right hand made its way around Dean's body to grasp his erection. She took her time, using his precum to massage his head. Dean threw his head back as she stroked him slowly.

"Unh....oh yes, oh...." His sounds had become gentler, but he was so excited in her hand that they were enough to cause her to lean her forehead into his back. It was so incredibly hot to be here in this space with Dean. She felt at home, at peace, and most of all it felt right.

"J, that's gonna make me cum soon if you don't stop." Dean's raspy statement broke her daze and she released her hand instantly.

"Lay down angel, on your back. You've almost earned kissing me, you're being very good tonight." Dean complied positioning himself on her pillows so he was on full display. She could see the veins throbbing in his cock as he lay there, so hard, and all for her. He had his hands out to his sides ready to grip the comforter at any time.
Jacky walked over to her dresser then, and pulled out a pair of blue satin panties that she had recently purchased. She had thought they would feel good on her skin, but tonight, she wanted to see how they felt to Dean.

When she came back to the bed, Dean seemed almost relieved to see the panties in her hand. He had forgotten, it seemed, that all their fun toys were left at Dean's house. They never played at Jacky's, so she had to improvise tonight.

Jacky smiled at him, and then moved to straddle Dean's left thigh. She wanted him to feel how wet she was too. She wanted to make it even harder for him to not cum. When she wrapped the panties around his cock, he smiled at her.

"Tell me what that feels like angel." She cooed at him.

"That's nice." Slap! Jacky slapped Dean across the face.

"No......nice is what the weather is, now tell me how it feels." Her words were full of force, and surprised him more than the slap. She hated it when boys described things with generic words like nice, though, it meant they weren't trying, and they needed to be taught.

"It feels silky and soft, but cool too. I'm sorry." Dean was trying. He looked so cute like this, thinking so hard despite his powerlessness.

Jacky started to stroke him with her panties then, loving how his head titled back as he started to moan softly. Again, she kept her movements excruciatingly slow.

"Oh, please make me cum, please. I want to cum for you J." He was pleading in his desperation for release. Jacky allowed her clit to rub along his leg as she reveled in his desperate words. She stopped after two more strokes and Dean's tightly sealed eyes sprang open.

Jacky stood and left the room to get her next thought. When she returned a minute later, Dean was still in the same spot, but now he had fists full of the comforter trying to calm himself down. Jacky smiled and made her way to the end of the bed.

As she opened her mouth and moved towards his cock, Dean moaned again. She had not even touched him yet and already the torture was clear on his face.

"Aaaah, oh my God......" Dean's shock at the introduction of her mouth was not from his excitement this time. It was from the ice cube hidden in her mouth that Jacky had just gotten from the freezer. As she licked up and down his cock, she felt his legs tremble and saw his fists clench harder on the comforter, his knuckles turning slightly white.

She continued sucking his cock until the ice melted, enjoying how this extended their pleasure together. He was amazing and she never wanted this to end. If Jacky had her way, Dean would stay hard forever, always on the verge of cumming. She loved his sounds, the way his body clenched, and especially the way his cock stiffened.

"I...I can't." Jacky released him from her mouth instantly and moved to straddle his legs. When Dean's breathing slowed, he opened his eyes to stare into hers. He had not cum, and she was so happy to have that much control over him. She felt amazing. She just watched him as he calmed more and more. She was trying to reign herself in truthfully, not wanting the next part of her plan to be too short.

When she couldn't' wait any longer, Jacky slid herself up on Dean's legs until his cock was pressed against her pussy completely. Dean's groan was met with her own this time as she felt him harden once more. She reached down and moistened his cock with her own wetness and started to stroke him as he was pressed against her.

Dean's fists tightened again on the comforter and Jacky knew he was getting close. She was too at this point, though, and felt her own release approaching rapidly.

"Cum for me angel, cum hard." Her words of permission were all he need.

"Oh, holy shit......fuck......" Dean's back arched as his cum shot up Jacky's stomach striking one of her breasts.

She moved like lightning, then, shifting to shove Dean's cock into her pussy. He was still cumming as she did and frozen on the bed in convulsions. Her thrusting heightened each spasm of his body, and then a flash of pleasure ripped through her. Jacky fell forward grabbing her own fistfuls of the comforter on either side of Dean's head. What came from her mouth was not intelligible but only noises as her body locked. The feeling was blinding. She could not move for the next few minutes and just held herself up frozen in the pleasure running through her.

Her eyes opened as the feeling subsided and she was staring into Dean's eyes that seemed full of adoration. His hands had released from the comforter, but were still at his sides. When she came back to herself, Jacky realized that Dean was no longer inside of her, making it easy to roll off onto her back. She lay there silently at first, feeling as though she had just taken a warm bath.

"Now, you can kiss me." Jacky sighed as she spoke, sated finally.

Dean rolled onto his stomach and then moved his right arm over her body cupping her head and lifting it to his mouth. They kissed slowly, enjoying the taste of each other's mouths despite being exhausted from their playtime.

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Jacky woke the next morning with Dean's arm over her and his face nestled in her neck form behind. She smiled, loving the feeling of waking up with him. She didn't care what they had......a relationship.....a friendship......an understanding.....whatever it was it was good.

"Hey, good morning beautiful." Dean's words were sweet and made her turn to look up into his face. She gave him a peck then, as if saying this was okay. He had permission to adore her like this.

"So, normal huh? You have the worst choice in words." Jacky giggled slightly remembering that they were supposed to talk after, but had both fallen asleep.

"Honestly, I don't care if this is normal or fucked up or wrong or what.....I want it and I want you, however I can have you." His kiss on her neck confirmed his words. Jacky had never felt so connected to man as she did with Dean like this. They had no boundaries between them and no judgements; it was just being in the moments and enjoying them.

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Aug 18, 2018 in femdom

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