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  When he bent over to pick up his clothes, Ariel went around behind him and used the shoe horn to lift his dark scrotum up. She was gentle as she lifted it up and then let it drop back down again.

  He held his position so that she was able to caress his testicles with the shoe horn. Then she moved closer and cupped them in her hand. She leaned the shoe horn against the foot of the bed and moved so that her other hand was able to reach in front of him and stroke his throbbing cock.

  His hands were occupied holding the clothes. Finally she said, “Fold them up neatly and set them on the chair.”

  In the other room, Zeta was making Matthew undress her and hang up her clothes one piece at a time. Only when he had undressed her was he allowed to undress himself.

  Slowly and With Meaning

  Zeta watched while Matthew gave her the strip tease she wanted. Then she indicated with a wave of her hand that he was to lie down on the bed. She used the scarves to tie his ankles to the posters at the foot of the bed. He was lying on his back with his feet spread-eagled.

  She then moved to the bed herself and positioned herself over his erect cock. She lowered herself onto his rigid member, sliding slowly down until it was almost all the way inside her and then she moved back up so that it was pressing against her pussy lips, poised to enter her again.

  She did this several times, reminding him that he had to hold on and not splash his load in her just yet.

  Once she let him enter her as fully as possible, she leaned forward and let her large breasts fall onto his face.

  “Use your hands and your lips,” she ordered. He took one breast at a time in both his hands and sucked her nipple with long hard pulls using his tongue and his lips to keep it tightly in his mouth.

  Then he went to the other breast and did the same squeezing and sucking. Zeta bounced her pussy up and down furiously on his impressive erection. The angle had her pressing her clit against the base of his cock with every down stroke and she felt her orgasm build and build until she exploded, her juice rushing out and flooding his pubic hair.

  Bryan was undressing Ariel slowly just as she directed him and when she was completely naked, he was ordered to massage her from her feet to her neck.

  Ariel was new to this business of being dominating so she was surprised at the freedom it gave her. Instead of being shy about her body, she was luxuriating in the feeling of being pampered and having his strong hands on her warm skin.

  He massaged her feet thoroughly, playing with each toe separately and sucking them as she commanded. He worked up one sturdy leg and then the other.

  In her entire life, she had never had her ass massaged and the feeling was exquisite. Who knew that there were so many nerve endings in her buttocks?

  He rubbed her back and her neck and she felt the last vestiges of tension drain out of her body.

  He asked permission to roll her over and when she granted the permission, he played with her tits that were soft and round and gorgeous. He played with her round belly and when he got to her thatch of pubic hair, he asked permission to lick her pussy.

  She granted it and he deftly parted her plump pussy lips and sucked and licked.

  He knew without asking that he had to bring her to orgasm before he could move on to any other part of her body.

  She was voluptuous. Her skin was silky and her flesh was rounded. He ran his hands over her soft belly as he licked her cunt, slowly tasting her sweet saltiness. She was a tasty treat.

  He felt the drops of his cum on the head of his dick and he was nervous about coming too quickly. Then he wondered if she was going to allow him to come.

  He felt her begin to shudder under his mouth and heard her call out, “Fuck me.”

  He did not move, thinking it was a cry caused by her orgasm. She slapped his shoulder and said it again, “Fuck me. Fuck me now.”

  He moved up and pushed his cock into her and fucked her as fast and deep and hard as he could. She came again and again.

  When she was finally sated, she gave him permission to dump his load and he did, shooting stream after stream of his hot cum into her.

  He collapsed on top of her and then realizing that he might be too heavy for her, he rolled so that he was lying beside her, his arms holding her warmth against him.

  He never wanted to move. He wanted to stay in the shadow of this magnificent woman forever.

  Matthew went downstairs to get a tray with water and ice and glasses to replenish the liquids in their sated bodies. He took the water to Zeta first and then to Bryan and Ariel. Zeta told him that he was not allowed to dress and he performed his duties completely naked.

  After he delivered the water to Bryan and Ariel, he ran a bath for Zeta and scrubbed her back and washed her entire body. When he towel dried her and fetched her robe for her, he was allowed to take a bath himself, in her used bath water.

  Until Later

  The evening did not come to an end until it was nearly dawn. The men walked back to the bar where they had left their cars.

  The women had the advantage of a very short commute to work. It was simply a matter of walking downstairs and into the den.

  Matthew asked permission to call Zeta and she granted the permission.

  Ariel did not. She told Bryan that she would call him.

  The women were in their robes and extremely quiet as the men left. They watched through the front window as the men walked down the street.

  Finally Zeta said, “Maybe we should have called a taxi for them.”

  “They’re in great shape. The walk will do them good.”

  The women sat in the comfy living room chairs and Ariel said, “What the hell happened?”

  “It was wonderful whatever it was.”

  “I didn’t know you were into being a dominatrix.”

  “Neither did I.” Zeta was searching her mind for the words to describe to herself how she used to feel so vulnerable to men.

  She was not ready to articulate her feelings on the subject but she was reviewing the evening. When the men came to the table, she had a memory of the men in the past coming on to her at the end of the evening.

  Every one knew, or thought they did, that fat girls put out easily so if a guy could not pick up someone, as the evening got late, he could have his pick of the wallflowers, many of whom were bigger girls.

  The only reason she had never talked about this to Ariel was because until this evening she was not even aware of this feeling.

  She enjoyed talking to the guys in the bar and the invite back to the house was perfectly natural. It was only as the evening went on, sitting and talking in the kitchen, that Zeta had that old feeling flood her brain.

  She had the notion that she should be grateful for the attention and it angered her. She wanted to be in charge. She wanted to be on top. She wanted to have things her way.

  It might have been the change brought about by the success of their business. It might have been a fear of letting herself slip back into those old habits of hers where she had to be so happy for the crumbs off someone else’s table.

  As soon as she took charge, she could see Matthew’s interest emerge in an entirely different manner.

  She asked Ariel, “Did you enjoy the evening?”

  Ariel just laughed. “What do you think?” Then she said, “I had no idea that you had that side to you. I just didn’t.”

  Zeta smiled but she did not answer. She was not ready yet to explain how new this was to her.

  Men at Work

  The men did not say much on the way home and in spite of how tired they were in the morning, they went to work. Each of them stayed at their desks, working on things that did not take a lot of concentration. Each of them was reliving the night before with assorted excited feelings running through their minds.

  It was not the kind of thing that they could discuss in the coffee room but both of them knew that they needed to talk about it. At least they knew that they wanted to talk about it.

  Bry
an stopped at Matthew’s desk after lunch and asked if he was going to the gym after work.

  Matthew nodded. “I think that I should. I find that exercising really helps me think.”

  So they headed to the gym, deciding to take Bryan’s car. In the privacy of the car, Matthew spoke first.

  “Some evening, eh?”

  “Incredible.”

  “I barely knew you were into big girls and then to find out you were into...,” Matthew stopped. He was not sure what that was. It was not whips and chains.

  “I didn’t know until last night when she started ordering me around.”

  They drove in silence for a few blocks and then Bryan said, “I can’t get it out of my mind.”

  “I wish we were seeing them again tonight.”

  “At least you’re allowed to call Zeta. I have to wait until Ariel calls me.”

  “I’m going to call her now,” Matthew said.

  Bryan was parking the car when he saw the flower shop. “She never said I couldn’t send her flowers.”

  So both men ordered roses to be sent to Ariel and Zeta with a simple message. “Thank you for a wonderful evening.”

  Matthew didn’t call until that evening after he was home alone.

  Zeta hung up after talking to Matthew, her eyes sparkling. She knew that she had to be careful not to get all dewy eyed and let the excitement of great sex and a bit of male attention go to her head.

  She stroked the bouquet of red roses on her desk. They were lovely. They were also the first flowers anyone had ever sent her.

  “Was that a client?” Ariel asked as she came into the den.

  “It was Matthew. He wants to take me out to dinner Saturday night.”

  Ariel smiled. “That sounds like fun.”

  “You should have let Bryan call you.”

  “Let’s see if he does. I don’t want to make it too easy for him until I recover from my evening. My head is still spinning.”

  “It is unreal but you know what? I think that I was not so much play acting as a mini dominatrix as finding my own level of enjoyment.” Zeta frowned. “Yes, I think that is my real nature.”

  Ariel was not sure about that and this was the source of her dilemma. She had always dreamed of a man sweeping her off her feet. At the same time, she resented the notion of being that vulnerable.

  Bryan did not call but when he heard about Matthew’s dinner date with Zeta for Saturday night, he called the flower shop and had another bouquet send to Ariel with a simple message. “Call me please” and his phone number.

  Once More With Feeling

  Ariel called and they made arrangements to have dinner at home. They would have it at Ariel’s home but the plan was that Bryan would do the cooking.

  When Ariel told Zeta about the plan, Zeta asked, “What if he cannot cook?”

  “It’s up to him to provide the meal. He can bring takeout if he likes. I told him it was a test of his creativity to come up with a meal that I loved.”

  Bryan arrived while Matthew was sitting in the living room on Saturday night waiting for Zeta to come down stairs. Bryan was carrying bags of groceries and his special knives for preparing meals.

  “Did you tell her you were a bit of a gourmet?” Matthew asked. Ariel had gone into the kitchen to get a bottle of red wine.

  Bryan said, “no. I figured I would do my best to impress her without setting her expectations too high.

  Both meals were wonderful.

  Ariel had to restrain herself from enthusing over the meal that Bryan made. She also had to refrain from becoming too girlishly giddy over having a date with one of the best looking men she had ever met.

  After they had a cup of cappuccino, Ariel said, “That was very well done. I think for your reward, I will let you pleasure me.”

  She rose and started upstairs. He didn’t move and it took her a few seconds to realize that he was waiting for her to tell him to follow her.

  “Well, come along then,” she said.

  She had a small whip with knotted cords. “I was planning on using this on you if the meal had not been perfect but it was. So I am going to use this instead.” She picked up an old fashioned hair brush from her dresser.

  She made him remove his clothes and bend over the bed. She remained fully clothed and stood over him and paddled his ass until it was red.

  She pulled open the drawer in her nightside table and pulled out her new acquisition.

  It was a strap on dildo. Out of sheer thoughtfulness, she got one that had a small cock. The strap-on part was constructed so that it placed just the right amount of pressure on her tender parts.

  She also brought out the lubricant that she had purchased and smeared it over the end of the artificial cock that was now part of her own body.

  She stepped between his legs and inserted the lubricated dildo between his buttocks. She used her hands to guide it to his eager hole and gently pushed it into his anus.

  He moaned. This was an entirely new experience for him. He was surprised at the sensations. At first she moved in and out slowly and then faster and faster.

  When she came, she was almost dizzy with the arousal and the tingling all through her body. She kept ass-fucking him beyond the length of her orgasm.

  When she was done, she unhooked her portable penis and told him to get into bed. She took his cock in her hands. It was like steel.

  “You are allowed to masturbate.”

  “But...,” he had been about to say that he wanted to fuck her however he thought that might not be the right thing to say.

  “But you would rather fuck me?”

  He nodded.

  She arranged herself in the bed beside him and said, “All right then. You may.”

  He began to play with her breasts and her big soft belly that he adored touching. He loved the way her flesh flowed from her framework.

  When he moved over her, he knew that he might not last too long. His ass cheeks burned from the paddling and his hole was on fire from the probing and prodding.

  When he sank his cock into her he felt like he was following it, his whole body sliding inside her. He held on as long as he could and then he let himself finish in her, draining his pent up semen until he felt like he was hollow.

  Eventually they heard Zeta and Matthew return from their date and they heard the laughter and the barked orders coming from Zeta’s room.

  Ariel felt her own power growing and she knew that there were endless games she could play with this man for a very long time to come.

  Bigger Girls Do It in the Champagne Room - Book 2

  The Champagne Room

  The Champagne Room was the party place in Grenoble, the small town suburb of a larger more cosmopolitan city. It was rarely frequented by the typical suburbanite type of party such as an anniversary celebration or a fortieth birthday party.

  In spite of its name, it was more than a room. It was a single story hall with a large central room that could be divided into smaller rooms or left open. It could easily hold 300 people. It did not start out as a party place for serious party animals from the big city but it soon became known as the place for a really raunchy yet tasteful bachelor party.

  It might sound kind of strange to think of a raunchy party that was tasteful but that was the magic of the Champagne Room. It could do this easily. For one thing, the place was sedately decorated with solid fixtures that were genuine antiques or about to become antiques.

  For another thing, the people who had partied here liked the secluded nature of the town and then had a nice way of keeping the place civilized regardless of how wild the party was. Some of the partiers were willing to send in their own clean up crew but this was not because the place was really messed up with broken bottles and furniture.

  For many of the party-goers, the clean up had to do with removing traces of a wild sexually-charged evening. The fur-lined handcuffs would be discreetly removed and all traces of whipped cream would be removed from the leather furniture.r />
  When the partiers wanted a catered meal, the owners made sure that the prettiest of the town’s young women were the servers for the evening.

  The owners were Henry and Gerard MacLeod. They were brothers who owned an accounting business in the suburban town. They dabbled in real estate and the Champagne Room was just one of their holdings.

  The brothers were in their thirties and recently their sister had been hinting that she would like to join the family business. She had the right education but she was only twenty-four.

  The brothers liked it the way it was. Their business ran smoothly. There was enough for them to do but not too much. There was not enough to spread out to a third partner. Besides, they both believed that their little sister was spoiled rotten and self indulgent. She would leave them with a lot of extra work to do for no financial gain because she would not finish projects if she saw something come up that was more fun to do.

  At least, that is what they believed.

  Sara’s Version

  Their sister, Sara, resented her brothers and their notion of who she was and how she behaved. They were basing their attitude on how she was when she was five years old and they were teenagers.

  She had her accounting degree and she was excellent at organizing projects and events and yet they treated her like a spoiled baby brat. Sara was driving to meet her best friend Serena at the Cowslips restaurant in downtown Grenoble when she passed the Champagne Room.

  She thought it was a damned waste the way the boys ran that business. No one locally ever used it and it could hold an entire wedding from ceremony to the last dance. Assholes, she exclaimed as she parked in front of the restaurant. Serena was not yet there.

  Sara hated walking into a restaurant alone. She was a big girl and she always felt that all eyes were on her when she went into a restaurant alone. “Look at the big fat one coming in to stuff her face.” That is what she imagined they were saying, or at least thinking.

  She felt the wave of disgust wash over her as she always did when she thought about these kinds of things. She even wondered at such times if her brothers did not want her in the business because she was not good for their image.