The Enthralled Witness: A Tease of Dominance and Submission in the Cuckolding World

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The Enthralled Witness: A Tease of Dominance and Submission in the Cuckolding World

It was a hot summer night, and the air was heavy with the scent of sweat and lust. I stood at the entrance of the club, waiting for him. My heart was pounding in my chest, my mind racing with countless scenarios of what he might do to me tonight.

He had promised to push me to my limits, to take me to places I had never been before. I knew he would keep that promise. He was my Dom, my Master, and I was his submissive. I craved his touch, his dominance, and his control.

As I waited, I watched the people going in and out of the club, wondering who among them was here for the same reason as I was. I was here for the Cuckolding event, where couples could explore their fantasies of sharing their partners with other people.

It was something that had intrigued me for a long time, but I never had the courage to voice it to my Dom until now. I had told him about it during our last scene, and he had agreed to take me to this event.

I saw him walking towards me, and my heart skipped a beat. He looked amazing in his black leather jacket and tight jeans. His blue eyes were intense as they fixed on me, making me feel like the only person in the world.

“Are you ready, my pet?” he asked, his voice low and husky.

“Yes, Master,” I replied, trying to keep my voice steady.

We walked hand in hand inside the club, and I felt a thrill of excitement coursing through my veins. There were people everywhere, drinking and dancing, but my eyes were fixed on the couples scattered around the room. Some were kissing, others caressing, and a few were already on the dance floor, grinding against each other.

He pulled me towards the bar, and I leaned against it as he ordered us some drinks. I took a sip of my cocktail, feeling the alcohol burn down my throat. My Dom knew my limits, and I trusted him to keep me safe, even in this unfamiliar environment.

“We will watch for a while, and then I will decide if you are ready to play,” he said, looking at me with a calculating expression.

I nodded, knowing better than to argue with him. I was here to please him, to submit to his whims, and I would do whatever he wanted.

We sat at a booth, watching the people around us. I saw a couple leaning against the wall, the man kissing the woman’s neck while his hand roamed under her skirt. I felt a pang of jealousy, wishing it was me in her place, being touched by my Dom.

“You like that, don’t you, my pet?” he whispered in my ear.

“Yes, Master,” I replied, feeling the heat rising in my cheeks.

He chuckled, his hand stroking my thigh, making me shiver with desire. I wanted him to touch me, to make me come right there and then, but I knew better than to ask for it.

We watched some more, and I saw another couple making out on the dance floor. The man was holding the woman’s hands behind her back, his hips grinding against hers as they swayed to the music. I felt a tingle between my legs, imagining myself in her place, being controlled by my Dom.

“Stand up, my pet,” he said, his voice sending shivers down my spine.

I did as he said, my eyes fixed on him as he stood up as well. He took my hand and led me towards the dance floor, where the other couple was still writhing against each other.

He guided me towards them, and I felt a thrill of excitement as he whispered in my ear.

“Watch them, my pet. Imagine yourself in her place, being taken by that man. Would you like that?”

“Yes, Master,” I replied, feeling my cheeks flush.

He turned me around, his hands on my hips as he pressed himself against me. I felt his hard cock through his pants, and I moaned softly, my eyes still fixed on the other couple.

“Would you like to be shared with another man, my pet?” he asked, his voice low and commanding.

“Yes, Master,” I whispered, feeling my heart racing.

He moved his hand up to my breasts, cupping them through my dress.

“If you want that, you will have to beg for it, my pet. Beg me to share you with another man.”

I hesitated, unsure if I could do it, but the wondered of being shared with another man was too enticing to withstand.

“Please, Master, share me with another man,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

He chuckled, his hand squeezing my breasts.

“Good girl. You will get your wish,” he said, his voice sending shivers down my spine.

He pulled away from me and went to talk to the other couple. I watched him, feeling a mix of excitement and fear. What if he chose someone I didn’t like? What if they hurt me?

But I trusted him, and I knew he would keep me safe. He came back towards me, a tall, muscular man following him.

“This is Marcus, my pet. He will be joining us tonight,” he said, his voice low and commanding.

I looked at Marcus, feeling a mix of fear and desire. He was tall, with dark hair and piercing blue eyes. He had a strong jawline, and his arms looked like they could crush me if he wanted to.

“Say hello to him, my pet,” my Dom said, his hand on my shoulder.

“Hello, Marcus,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

He smiled at me, his teeth gleaming in the dim light.

“Hello, little one. You look like you could use some company,” he said, his voice low and smooth.

I felt a pang of desire, imagining what he could do to me. I wanted him to touch me, to take me, to do whatever he pleased.

My Dom led us to a private room, where a bed was waiting for us. He undressed me, his hands caressing my body as Marcus watched. I felt his eyes on me, and I thought what he wondered of me, naked and vulnerable.

My Dom tied me to the bed, my legs spread wide, my arms above my head. He blindfolded me, and I felt a shiver of fear and anticipation run down my spine.

“Watch her, Marcus. Watch her as she comes for us,” he said, his voice low and commanding.

I felt his mouth on my breasts, his tongue flicking my nipples. I moaned softly, feeling the heat rising between my legs.

Then I felt another pair of lips on my thighs, and I knew it was Marcus. He kissed his way up to my pussy, his tongue licking my clit. I cried out, feeling the pleasure building up inside me.

My Dom took my mouth, his tongue probing mine as I writhed beneath him. I felt Marcus’s cock pressing against my opening, and I gasped as he pushed inside me.

He was bigger than my Dom, and I felt stretched to my limits. But it felt so good, so right, so forbidden.

My Dom whispered in my ear, his words sending shivers down my spine.

“Are you ready, my pet? Are you ready to come for us?”

“Yes, Master,” I replied, feeling the pleasure building up inside me.

“Come for us, my pet. Come for us like the little slut you are.”

I felt the orgasm hit me like a wave, washing over me and drowning me in pleasure. I cried out, my body shuddering under the intensity of it.

They fucked me harder, faster, taking turns until I wondered I would pass out from the pleasure.

Then it was over, and I was left panting and sated, my body limp and boneless.

My Dom untied me, his hands reassuring and gentle as he caressed my trembling body.

“You were amazing, my pet,” he whispered, his voice tinged with pride.

“Thank you, Master,” I replied, feeling a mix of exhaustion and euphoria.

Marcus left us, and I felt a pang of sadness as I watched him go. But I knew that there would be other nights, other experiences, other men to distribute me with.

I was his, body and soul, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

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