David had been friends with Susan for around 6 months. They were coworkers that got along well and often had dinner together. Susan is easy to talk to, a gorgeously stunning blonde, with a perfect body and a quick wit. David had always been attracted to Susan but had never worked up the nerve to ask her out.
Tonight Susan had invited David over for dinner. Susan's friend, Mary, was also a guest. Mary was a pretty woman, small with short black hair. David really didn't care for her, to him she seemed rude and smart-mouthed.
After dinner the three retired to the living room to talk, and after awhile the conversation turned to sex. Suddenly, Mary began to talk about D/s, explaining it meant Dominance and submission and that control was something that turned her on.
"What do you think David?", Mary inquired.
Not giving David a chance to answer, Susan replied, "David's a sub."
"What? No, a sub? No!", sputtered David, shocked at this assessment, "I work out for hours at the gym, keep care of myself. Just look at me, I'm not submissive!" He felt the heat rising into his face, unsure whether from embarrassment or anger.
Susan rose calmly and patted his cheek reassuringly, "You *are* a sub, darlin. Look at you, it's obvious".
"A little sex toy, huh David?" Mary sneered.
"Shut up Mary! I'm not anyones toy or slave" David shouted, "Susan, honestly, where on earth did you get the idea I'm a sub?"
"Tell me David" Susan purred, "You've never fantasized about someone telling you what to do? Being made to obey? Pleasing someone purely because they ordered it? Perhaps even wished that someone was me?"
David sat in stunned silence. "But I'm not a slave." he whispered, "Perhaps I'd better leave", with that said he made his way towards the door.
"You have fantasized about it haven't you!" Mary called out, more of a statement than a question.
"David, you know you have, your hesitation shows me you have." Susan softly said as she
took his hand and lead him away from the door. Susan paused before stating a bit firmer,
"It's time to take off your clothes David."
David hesitates. "Now", Susan states.
To stand in front of these two women, completely naked, while they stare at him fully clothed? David looks up once into Susan's eyes, then darts a glance at Mary. Within seconds his clothes are on the floor. He stands naked in the middle of the living room.
"Oh, no David, you're no sub", Mary sneers with a pointed look at his hard cock.
Circling his body the ladies assess David. With each compliment he stands a bit straighter, prouder of all the work he has put into himself. "You have a nice body, pose for us." Susan states.
Susan and Mary return to the sofa leaving David standing in the middle of the room. The heat of embarrassment flushes his body as he catches a bottle of baby oil thrown to him by one of the ladies. Was it Susan or Mary? Stopping to look to the ladies and noticing Susan's pointed look, David slowly begins covering his body with the oil.
"Show us what you got subbieboy", Mary says, "oil that cock down really good for us".
David's retort is cut off by Susan softly commanding, "Do it".
With no more protest David starts rubbing the oil onto his throbbing cock. Soft moans escape him as Susan softly encourages him, "Stroke your cock for me, my slave. That's a good boy. You want to please your Mistress, don't you? Show your mistress what you have for her. Moan louder for your Mistress show her you appreciate the pleasure she is allowing you to have slave".
David focuses on Susan's words, trying to drowned out Mary's humiliating calls to stroke faster and harder. Trying to ignore the feeling that he is obeying both women's commands, knowing only that he is pumping wildly from the excitement and heat of the moment. Oil and sweat course down his body, his muscles twitching, he hears, feels, his heart beating in his head.
David throws his head back anticipating the moment of glory only to catch site of Mary's face and read her lips. She is laughing at him. Saying over and over, "Stroke it subbieboy, stroke it." Humiliation runs through him. He watches Mary as she looks to Susan and laughs, "Subbieboy's going to cum soon".
"David will cum only when I tell him to, isn't that right slave?" Susan purrs as she approaches him, "You want to please your Mistress don't you David?" He shyly nods yes. "David, tell me who you want to please", Susan asks as she reaches down between his legs.
"You", David moans as he feels Susan's fingers against the base of his cock.
"Who do you want to please slave?", Susan asks again, massaging his balls and the base of his cock in her hand.
"You, my Mistress", David pants, feeling as though any minute now his knees will buckle and he will land at a heap at this beautiful woman's feet.
There is a silence as Mary moves closer to watch and Susan gazes into his eyes.
"Cum slave, Now!", Susan barks.
As if on cue his cock responds, spurting the precious hot liquid onto his chest. The orgasm rocks David, more intense than he's ever felt. He feels as if Susan's fingers massaging his cock are ripping each response from him. He feels like a puppet... a toy... helpless. Resistance is gone. Susan controls his sexuality, his whole being.
He utters the only words left in his mind, "You, my Mistress".
David studies the woman before him. The beautiful long blonde hair, the clear, deep blue eyes filled with confidence, the sexy full lips, and knows he is standing before a goddess at which he would worship forever. With only the touch of her fingertips she had just proven the power she has over him. David falls to his knees before her.
Mary stared at the spectacle before her. "Damn," she whispered, "You're good".
Susan smiled down at the naked slave before her, admiring her work, "Yes darlin, such a good slave, at the feet of your Mistress. Just where you should be".
