Dim lights pulse in the libertine lounge. Heart hammers. Legs tremble as I cross the lobby. Every eye burns into me—or so it feels. Adrenaline surges. Pussy ignites. I spot him. Eric. Towering colossus in tailored suit. Steel-blue eyes devour my curves. Massive chest strains fabric. I sway hips. Mask slips on. Dominatrix awakens.
He rises. Kisses cheeks. Pulls chair. Voice gravelly. ‘Marjorie?’ Chat flows. I scan for hubby. There—behind counter. Naked. Beet-red. Following skimpy waitress. Jealousy flickers when he sees us. Delicious. He approaches. Bare cock caged. Stammers greetings. I tease. ‘Darling, meet Eric, my suitor. Eric, my husband.’ He blushes deeper. I laugh inside. Power throbs.
The Mutation
Orders taken. My eyes lock his. Silent check: Still in? He smiles. Yes. Consent fuels me. Eric watches him retreat. Intense gaze pins me. ‘Never done this.’ I challenge. ‘Uncomfortable?’ He grins. ‘Intriguing.’ I spill origins. Hubby’s cuck dreams. My sadistic twist. ‘For him, mostly.’ Eric smirks. ‘I’ll change that.’ Heat builds. Thighs clench.
Hubby returns with drinks. I deep-throat straw. Slow. Indecent. Eyes on Eric. Hubby babbles nonsense. I stifle giggles. Pride swells. Eric calls it out. ‘Using me to make him jealous.’ I pout. ‘Two jealous men?’ He laughs. Spots his Hublot. Huge hands. Nipples harden. Back arches. ‘Your hands… turn me on.’ Pussy drips.
From shadows, hubby spies. Sees me flirt. Writhe. Aroused. Cage strains. He eats alone. Watches. Fears mix with lust. Inferior to this alpha. Questions swirl. Does she want him? Reality crushes fantasies. Yet excites.
I vanish briefly. Return. Shove soaked thong in his mouth. ‘Open!’ Taste my arousal. No panties now. Bare under dress. He staggers. Knows.
The Exploit
Desserts. I grab caged cock. Squeeze. Eric asks. ‘How big is that little thing?’ Pain shoots as it swells. ‘Twelve centimeters.’ Humiliation peaks. Subspace hits. He accepts defeat. Small. No massive cock conquests for him. I watch cage twitch. He’s lost in it.
‘Éric, bigger?’ I purr. ‘No comparison?’ He teases. I drop spoon. ‘Pick it up, Éric.’ He kneels. I spread wide. Naked pussy exposed. Groan escapes him. Stares. Longer than needed. Hubby stunned. Aroused. I dismiss him. Power surges. Electric.
Dessert ends. Éric leaves for entrance. Summon hubby. Kneel. ‘Enjoying birthday?’ Nails rake nipples. ‘Yes, Mistress.’ ‘Seeing me with a real man?’ ‘Humiliating. Exciting.’ ‘I’m soaked. He saw.’ Sadistic grin. Eyes lock. Love shines through submission. ‘Club next? All three?’ ‘Yes, Mistress.’ ‘Naked. Find us.’ He obeys.
Pulse races. City hums outside. Secret burns inside. Daytime lawyer gone. Night beast reigns. Stronger. Unbreakable. This shadow empowers. Tomorrow? Normal. But forever changed. Craving more.