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The Researcher IV By MadQuill This chapter is posted as Erotic Couplings because the plot is headed in a different direction. The Lit categories are tough when the story moves across boundaries; this one gets more complicated. Hopefully the readers will follow. Please remember this is a copyrighted work and all legal disclaimers apply. This is a work of Fiction and will have an additional chapter. Thank you for your comments. This is the fourth installment of a story I began a year ago. The curve of the plot has shifting to the couple, Maris and Jon (aka serge) but Kate & Hannah still guide the direction for Maris. I hope the readers will pardon my errors of grammar. Seven As I read her last text I contemplated the turn of events of the past three weeks. I wasn't sure I could be with Maris. The changes she was making in her life would clearly have a consequence to mine if I stayed. Vanilla sex was not on the table as she clearly wanted me to participate and enjoy her interest in anal. I knew that Maris had established the rules and I had agreed to her conditions but I needed help. The follow-up explorations I had done this morning focused on the development of compliance in either sex. No, I needed guidance to meet her desires. I couldn't do this on my own. Yet I wanted to succeed at submitting to her needs as well as my own. The perplexing question was why I was drawn to Maris but I knew I wouldn't be settled until I could allow her true control. That cemented it. I was a passive man. As I sat looking at the pink bag the cell buzzed. She had sent me a text: 'do you have any questions serge?' I considered the question for two minutes and sent a text, careful to consider the use of her name for me. 'no, I've found some instructions, serge' Maris was grooming me for the role of the father of her children and I would be required to suspend the societal beliefs of the roles of the genders. She wasn't trying to demolish my maleness only the arrogance's that most men took to be a right of preeminence. My websearch on obedience and submission was in my head. Did I want her to direct me? I knew that I loved the same things as she and that I loved women. I also realized that I functioned best with her in my life. Shit, I needed Maris to lead me. It was the anal sex and her desire to peg me. I had read of this and wondered about enjoying butt sex since I had seen her with Hannah and Kate weeks earlier. It was just sex though. My gender role was male but would it be if I allowed her the freedom and followed her lead to the next step? 'good, I want you clean there always' Her notes meant I was already committed and I stood to begin as instructed. I was hers. I was her lover and her friend. I just needed to explore her request and check my misguided understanding of what constituted sex between lovers; between a woman and a man. I would try to enthusiastically evolve for her. Three days passed without Maris asking about my use of the pink bag. She was coaching other characteristics out of me. She never faltered using 'serge' and only once did I fail to address her as Domina. She brought a second pair of Kate's panties to me as a punishment. "Put them on serge." These were damp as well. I took this to mean that she had made love with Kate this afternoon. The following day after she had left early for the lab I received a link for a film. 'the roles reversed, details are different but watch this serge' The movie wasn't only about the kinky activities of a couple but an exploration of the psychological aspect of a sub relationship. The sex was still riveting and the plot led to the woman's willing anal penetration. Two hours later I received an unambiguous text: 'thank you for agreeing to stay with me serge' Then a quick second text: 'the preparation has been underway for months so be ready serge' Then a third: 'watch the film again carefully serge' The fourth came ninety minutes later: 'get the small anal plug in your bottom serge' I put down the cell and went to my bedside drawer. The small tube of lube and the toy were waiting with a note. 'slow is best with these toys serge' I removed my jeans and sat on the bed edge contemplating my next action. I was in charge of this step and I knew she still wanted me. That was something; I was loved by the woman I loved. I held the toy in my hand. I had considered that she must have dealt with a similar exploration herself. I mean she didn't just take the stiff phallus attached to Hannah's hips into her butt without preparation. So her request was true and considerate. I smiled and rolled onto my hip. The toy was a hard plastic colored red. I touched my finger to the lube and spread my cheeks. It was a narrow probe a bit wider than my finger. The first touch caused me to contract so I used my long finger to rub the lube on the skin and I pushed in. My finger was only just inside and I shut my eyes and tried to relax. I was surprised as the finger reached the inner ring. The instructions described how to relax and breathe and it worked but I felt nothing special. I pushed the slim toy in and allowed myself a moment. As my body began to adjust I noticed a tingle. The penetration of the toy felt better than my fingers since I could focus on relaxing. The note that came with the kit suggested leaving the toys in place for a few minutes so I slipped my pants up and tried to work. Later when I went to bed the small anal plug was waiting. She was clearly telling me to sleep with it. Our daily lives didn't change greatly though I did notice that her dressing was evolving. I signed for two or three packages and boxes each day. The name on the address label was Domina Jones. Thankfully the carriers in our neighborhood never commented. She hadn't shared the purchases with me and I didn't explore to determine what she was buying. After the first week of cleansing Maris came home for lunch rather than meet me in the park. "I have the afternoon off serge. I'll make a simple salad and we can talk of the afternoon." I closed out my work files but left the laptop running on the counter. As she gathered the greens and washed them she spoke, "You know that I dress for Mistress Kate correct serge?" I looked at her. The mid-thigh dress had a soft off-white color with a floral pattern. She wore a taupe colored heel on her feet but her legs were covered. Though there was no apparent color to the hose' she wore. Her hair was in a ponytail and she had three bangles on her right wrist and the gold chain I'd given her on her birthday about her bare neck. "Her respect is something I cherish and she likes to see me in very specific types of clothing. I have found it helps me focus. To be dressed for her is a joy." "Domina you always look great." She dried her hands and turned toward me, "Are you happy with the way you are dressed serge?" I paced a bit. "I don't know Domina. My jeans are comfortable. I guess it's pretty casual." "Well, I am not happy with how you look in them now. I'm also displeased with your hair. The mop look was okay before but I want you to begin conditioning your hair serge. I have some ideas regardig re-styling it." She came around the counter and smiled as I sat. She seemed to tower over me with her tall heels. "On the bed is an outfit I want you to put on serge." She returned to the sink and began to wash another pile of lettuce. I walked to the bedroom to find a pair of pants and a shirt. There was a new pair of shoes on the floor. I removed my worn jeans and pulled off the t-shirt. "Shower first serge and shave again please," she called from the Kitchen. As I dried I considered her needs. She wanted me to be special rather than ordinary. I moved the new pants to put on my boxers but when I picked up them up I saw the small pair a panties. The packaging had been removed but these were new. They were soft blue in color. They were boy- shorts. I slipped the panties on without a protest. The second anal plug was also on the bed. Over the past few days I had found inserting the plug easier but wearing it more than several hours required removing it and relaxing for a while. This one was a bit thicker. Her intent was clear. I lifted my foot to the bed edge and applied a small amount of lube to the toy. Concentrating I positioned the plug and it slipped in. It was noticeably bigger. I felt stuffed. I stopped a moan as I put my foot down. I could hear Maris singing faintly and she smiled seeing me as well. When I picked up the shirt I found the white undershirt. It had adjustable shoulder straps. I paused only a moment before slipping it on. I pulled the pants on and started to button them. The clasp and button were backward. Picking up the white dress shirt I felt the soft cotton and noted the tag. It was an expensive designer brand. Looking at the buttons I saw they were also reversed. Contemplating the items she had given me I considered the consequences. Each thing in and of it's self was too small to gripe about. She had been acting quite nice now that we had settled the new path for us. She hadn't pressed me on the cleansing. She hadn't even asked after the texts she had sent days earlier. Maris was asserting her will sensitively rather than aggressively. I buttoned the new khaki colored pants and slipped on the soft white shirt over the undergarment. These backward buttons took me sometime to get closed. I now looked at the shoes. Inside was a small package of socks. Actually these were nude in color; long socks that came nearly to the knee. I think these were hose' not socks. The shoes at a glance had appeared to be Italian but now I saw these were actual flats. The leather was dark brown in color. The design could be gender neutral but they did have a slightly elevated heel. Standing I looked in the full mirror. It was a nice looking outfit but then I saw the profile. The fitted pant and shirt announced my proportions. It was first time I had ever noticed my backside. The tapered leg of the pants further called attention to my bottom and the plug in my bottom made me aware of my posture. "That looks quite nice serge." I could just see her reflected in the mirror but she could see my backside. I sensed that I was shifting to Domina's care. There was a formal nature to her commands. My butt had accommodated the new toy and now I was looking at myself. My Mistress had dressed me. This was her control extended to another aspect of our relationship. I walked closer to the mirror and felt the difference of the slight heel but was startled by the reflection. I could see the straps of the undershirt beneath the shirt. She wanted me to be different than all the other guys I knew. She wanted me to dress for her rather than be like the others. "How are you doing serge? Do you need a hand?" I resisted an urge to holler, "Oh, I'm okay Domina." I walked to the closet. Inside were a number of new pants on hangars and new shirts too. There would be more to her early afternoon I sensed. "Did you see the strap-on by the bed?" I had walked into the living room. "Yes." "We will wait until you ask me to play with your bottom serge. Until such time you are to restrain your masturbating as a respect for me." She smiled, "The phallus will help you and me, but it is not for today. I think you need more work on your butt serge. There is a bigger plug in the bath drawer. Please go and find it. I want to see it now." As I returned I saw that she had removed her dress and was waiting dressed with only her stockings and heels. The curve of her breasts excited me. I dropped the larger anal plug. "I need you to love my pussy serge but I also want you to learn to kiss my bottom." I had learned over the months to watch her face as I pleased her vagina. I could see her react when I kissed her folded lower lips. My attention over the past months had helped me read the signs. I realized that she had been patiently teaching me. She stood leaning against the counter. When I met Maris I had no idea what I was doing when I kissed her body. Now I liked the way my tongue felt when I pushed it passed the opening of her pussy. I loved having my face in the folds of her vagina and now I ran my tongue everywhere, including her back hole. I had not laid claim to that tight opening as of yet. "Ohh yes serge, there, lick across the rim again." Whenever I would swipe my tongue across her anus she moaned. She needed me to be the guy who paid attention to her body. As her body began to shake I now focused on her clit. "Fuck serge, I'm going to cum on your face." As I turned her to get closer to her butt I considered that maybe we did have a future. My fingers reached up and around to her naked breast. My hand began to caress her. "Ohh, yes serge, your tongue on my tight hole please lover." I was there on my knees and was aware of how much I loved having her cover my face. I shifted about and she lifted her heel cover right foot allowing me better access to her vulva and ass. Her hands reached down as the climax continued and she held my tongue on her button. I was happy that Maris was enjoying this so much. Now she clamped her thighs tightly about my head. There was a loss of air for that moment. Maris's heels somehow kept her just there at my mouth but finally she collapsed. I fell backwards onto my hands as I breathed deeply, panting. That was the biggest orgasm I had every seen Maris enjoy. I must have shot off a bit for my panty was damp. She was breathing heavily and her eyes were closed. She was mine today and I smiled as her eyes opened. "You're a better learner than I expected serge." I looked at her panting and saw the juice on her hose'. "So you liked that Domina?" "It's going to be okay serge. You just topped my expectations in several ways." The carpet had helped my knees for I was in front of her licking and kissing for a long time. "Please fetch my strap-on serge." I brought it to her and she immediately rubbed the tip along her wet slit. "Ohh yes, now I want you to slip the cock into me but not my pussy serge, slowly though. My body enjoys slow penetration not ramrodding." Her climax had come on slowly and I saw the joy on her face but she wanted this too. At least I was here for it. I had witnessed her second orgasm but I was now dressed and shaped by her will. I was her serge, Maris's new lover. "I want you to watch this go inside my body but in the other opening serge." She positioned the tip as I held the phallus end at the balls. "Just insert the tip first serge, yes, just a bit." It was difficult due to her position. "Wait, I'll turn for this first penetration serge." Once she leaned onto the counter I pulled her butt cheek and her hand came around to settle the cock head at her opening. "Okay serge push into me please." I slowly and gently pushed while I turned the shaft a bit back and forth. I had learned the need for the first part of a dildo or plug to slid over the soft tissue. "That's very, ohh, it's large serge. Now push passed the muscle please." The afternoon sun came out at that moment and lit her bottom framed by her suspender straps. I saw most of the length of the seven-inch cock disappearing into my lover's upturned bottom. It was so exciting I ejaculated and moaned softly. "Yes serge, you can cum while fucking me like this; now in and out but slowly serge." She had climaxed less than five minutes earlier but she began to rotate her bottom as I held the phallus. She was fucking the toy in my hand! "Ohh, serge, yes, fuck me with your stay-hard cock!" Up and down she moved at her pace while I remained still. "I'm cumming serge! Push in deeper!" She shook as another orgasm began and I worked to keep the toy within her. I watched as she slowed and I reached to steady her with my hand on her hip. "That was simply amazing serge. I have never climax with you like this before honey." I stood as she turned and moved to the sofa. "That's what's in store for you serge. The orgasms in my ass beat any that I have ever had from oral or vaginal intercourse. By this time next week you will better understand where your world is going and I will be there with you serge." The next day was Saturday and I got up early and went for a long run. As I ran I wondered about her cleansing. Maybe she had a separate kit. Maybe she cleaned her bottom at the Lab. I wondered if her and Mistress Kate did so together. Such were new thoughts but I was shifting my focus and questioning many things now that Maris (or Domina) seemed committed to our future. I returned near ten to find two bags at the door. Each was filled with my clothes. Domina had spent the morning clearing my drawers and organizing the new garments. I stopped short at the threshold. I wasn't conflicted as much as anxious. She had heard me come in and she walked up to me and kissed me lightly. "You need a shower. That outfit goes too serge. You can keep the running shoes until I find a suitable pair dear." She walked toward the Kitchen but stopped. "Next time you run please don't forget that my lover is always wearing my toys in his bottom. The small one will do for your exercise dear." On Sunday she awoke before me. When the warm sun caused me to stir I sat up. On the bed was another strap-on. I looked at it and picked it up. It was slightly moist. I check it and found her scent. She called from the Kitchen, "Are you holding my new toy serge?" I glimpse Maris from the bed and she looked so sexy I almost jumped out of bed and asked her to come back with me. That was the old Jon though. I heard her walking to the doorway. She was dressed in a black dress, nude hose' and black heels. She had prepared her face and wore a new neck dressing; seven or so pearl strands some of which fell between her cleavage. Her hair was held back with a clip. She pushed her heels to touch the door frame. "Do you recall the last time I stood here serge?" I smiled at her. "Get up we have a lot to do serge," she said as she turned. I considered the woman I was in love with and wondered about my eclipsed role. My submissiveness was growing. Looking at her I lusted to be hers somehow and forever. I had come to realize this wasn't a struggle or competition with Domina. We had found a consensus. We both wanted to be here with each other and there was a genuine friendship. I had come to love the same things as Maris and she wanted to share this new sexual practice with me. I recognized that I didn't want to lose this woman. Her involvement with the other women was no longer an issue. Our partnership could only last and retain its fire if we both care for our new sexual reality. Researchers have found that both men and women can prefer to imagine being dominated. I was surprised that the research also showed that men liked it even more than women. The writers suggested that an alternate fantasy was the drive once men were free from rejection and restrictions. She walked to my bedside and sat. She leaned and kissed me with passion. She pointed at the cocktoy. "Today serge you will wear this and fuck me. Your penis will not penetrate me until I feel you are ready for such a reward. I want you to wear this tight panty girdle to prevent you from any lapse." She pulled the nude toned panty out. It had a 'V' shaped reinforced panel. "This will absolutely control your penis for my fun today serge." She turned and walked away. I went to the closet thinking of her dress as I picked up my outfit for today. The outfit she had set aside was a dark pant with a jacket; a deep grey as well. There was a nearly transparent white shirt. It really was a blouse though with a deep 'V' expose at the front panel and there was a new undershirt. I still fussed with the adjustable straps each day. "I just received those pants from the tailor. She adjusted the bottom cleft for you and the leg cuffs." The trimmed waist was pinched and the blouse sleeves were sewn in a slightly rolled fashion. The jacket sleeves were only three-quarter to expose these cuffs. When she had me try the suit before the alterations I was surprised how comfortable it was. Maris had said it was a gender fluid line of a new designer. I was no Andrej but she had smiled. Now she came back to the room. "Let me settle your boy bits properly." The first time she had done this was over a week ago when she somehow made my testes disappear. Again she moved my balls and they slipped into the cavity. "There, cozy up there. Now slip the girdle up while I hold the soft penis back serge." With that accomplished she shifted me to the reflection in the mirror. I saw only a subtle bump due to the taut panty. "Thank you serge for being with me." Then she kissed me lovingly. After we lunched Maris went outside for a few moments and left me to clean the kitchen mess. She was on her cell talking just outside the window. "Yes, Mistress Kate, today is the day for the strap-on. He enjoyed the last sex play with the toy. He is coming into line very nicely and I'm proud of his willingness to be here with me. You have Hannah and I can have serge." Kate told her to play carefully, "He may become too excited and overpower you Maris." She resisted her mistress's doubt. "I know he is mine now Mistress." When she came back inside I wondered about her sly smile but didn't say anything looking down to the final dish work. She went to bedroom and returned wearing only her chemise, the leg lingerie and her heels. She signaled for me to come. "serge I want to show you the proper way to wear this device. Remove the jacket and blouse and slip the pants off of your hips." Seeing the girdle she asked, "Is it comfortable, I mean with your boy bits stuffed in there?" I hesitated, "The panty is actually comfortable Domina and I had forgotten about the other junk." "Oh, I nearly forgot. Pull the girdle down in the back for me. I want you to have the plug in there please." She smiled and held my hips as she inserted the tip, "That slipped in easily serge. Now the important thing with this harness is to get the straps tight while providing a perfect angle." The plug filled me and reminded me how far we had come during the past weeks. She re-settled my pants and pushed the center strap between my legs. "The upper strap is secured by these two buckles serge and then you tighten the center one." The harness was made of a white translucent rubber material and her attachment still lay on the bed. "I want to use this new white jelly toy today. It's actually a bit slimmer and therefore easier of a novice." She attached the phallus to the harness at my groin. "I'll need you, no. I want you to warm me up with your fingers, maybe two to start. Hannah has fucked me many times now. I'll easily handle your faux cock serge." I wasn't seeing the seduction of this quite yet and hearing of her speak of Hannah reminded me of my role. My pushing into her bottom with two fingers? I let my head hang low and she saw my anxiety. "Don't fret serge, I'll guide you through this first time okay?" I considered what was going on but my job in this sexual event was a bit diminished. I had to present myself as willing and excited for Domina though. It was her adventure and she wanted me to do this thing with her toy dick. "It shouldn't be a problem, I'm already wet. I have wanted to do this with you since my return from Philly." All of my focus was centered on her sex. I looked at her thighs and saw the glistening drops just above the top edge of her hose'. Standing now Maris gave my ass a slap. I yelped softly. She checked the angle of the phallus and smacked the cocktoy and it wiggled back and forth. "Good, we're nearly ready. I want you to enter me while my right leg is high atop the sofa back and my knee is on the armrest." She walked over and demonstrated. "We may shift position after you have establish a basic understanding of the pace. I mean the speed and depth of the penetration. You see at the start I want you to use just the fat helmet, the tip serge." She bent to show me but while down on her knees I watched her open her mouth and pull my faux cock in and across her tongue. "The lube is important but I must say the sucking is so erotic. I will teach you fellatio with a different toy serge. Maybe later?" I was surprised that Maris expected me to suck her toys! I resisted a comment but looked downward again. "Listen serge, sucking a cock is a important part of my sexual freedom. I love the penetration and that means I like to cover a cock with saliva. Is that clear?" I nodded but she was now stern. "No, I want you to say it. I want you to ask me to teach you fellatio. Ask me now serge." I hesitated again but looked into eyes. "Domina, its just totally new to me. Just hearing you asking me to suck on a penis. But I am fully committed to your pleasure and if that means you want me to lick and suck your cock toys I will." She looked at me a moment. "You know I do understand this is difficult but so was my world in the previous relationship. Now I'm in charge and I want you to find fulfillment with me and my sexual and loving world." She lifted her leg, "Come here. I want to check the heights." There was concern on her face when it appeared that my groin was too low. She was wearing her sexy four and a half inch heels. "You are too low for this. Not to worry I have just the thing to solve the problem." She returned from the closet holding a pair of heels with a medium heel. I wondered if she wanted me to wear the heels. "I bought these for you. I was going to give them to you in a few weeks." I frowned and she noticed, "Remember you said 'Anything I wanted' well this is necessary serge." With the three inch heels strapped onto her feet she re-checked the position. "Perfect, and they fit well. We are near the same size serge." "Yes Domina." I couldn't believe she had bought me the shoes and wondered how much further she expected to take me. Now she rubbed the toy against her rosebud. "I want you to lick me serge." I bent to kiss her bottom but she wasn't happy with my effort. "No serge, lick me. Get me really wet." I pushed my tongue into her. Her bottom was oozing some of the lube she had put inside. It tasted like cherries. "Okay, line up the head of your dick sweetie." Though I had an appliance attached I understood the substitution she mentioned. I gently rubbed the head along her moist cleft and watched as the tip entered her bottom. "Oh god yes, now you don't understand serge but you just took my cherry," she giggled softly. "Now push in a bit more sweetie. You are about to fuck me." I thought her jelly phallus was a bit thicker than the toy we played with earlier this week; it felt big. I thrusted forward a little bit more and she turned to me and I saw her wince. "A little slower serge," she said as she rotated a bit and then I watched as the toy slip into her ass. "Yes, ahh, oh yes. Slow, that is good serge." Maris then bent over further which elevated her bottom slightly above her shoulders and the cock went in deeper. "Thankfully you are patient serge. I have the cock in my bum as Mistress Kate loves to say." I had tried to not relate Kate to our new lovemaking. "Let's rest here and let my body accommodate your fat dick serge." She reached her hands to fondle her breasts and the position of the cock within her shifted. I asked, "Doesn't your subtle movement cause the penis to move within you Domina? Does it hurt?" "When you get accustom to fucking me in the butt you will be required to caress my breasts serge and yes it does move and it feels wonderful. You will see. I'm nearly ready to handle you big cock fucking my ass." We stayed like this, the faux dick buried within her for a few minutes. Never had I found the patience to do this. She did not move anymore. She looked over her shoulder at me as I reached for her hips and then the cock slipped deeper. "Okay serge, fuck me, slowly move the toy within me." A wave of love flowed through me when I realize how different this was. She was grinding her bottom against me and my hips could move in a long subtle motion. Her body was working with mine to bring her toward a peak. Her hips bucked softly forth and back and the head of the long faux cock sunk into her deeper still. "Oh serge!" she exclaimed but urged me on. I had moved a bit closer, but slowly, sliding more of the cock in and I moaned and closed my eyes. The fucking was getting me off as well as Maris. Though she had some special power over me I was allowing her to become stronger as I moved the faux dick in and out. Every inch of this new toy allowed me a view of the control of her new reality she had been working to establish with me. For the second time since her trip to Philly I was caught wondering if this was how our sex really could be. Maybe Maris's view was better and she had opened a door to new things. I was certain I would never let this go now. It felt great as the toy bang against my pubis. I could never give this up. Maris was telling me she was my lover as well as my Domina. Her legs were high as I moved deep within her body on each stroke and then she signaled that she wanted us to switch positions. "Settle back and I'll move closer to you." She wanted me in the dog style. "You can fuck me from behind serge." The whole cock was inside her butt now. I pulled her close on each thrust and experienced an amazingly intimate feeling. "Domina I'm in you to the hilt." I hoped she was enjoying this as I certainly was. "How does it feel?" I asked. "Perfect serge," she moaned softly. Maris reached back to pull my hips closer and therefore moved the cock within her. On each stroke I began to move further out of her tight door. I pulled a little further out with each stroke until I was almost entirely out of her ass. Just the head remaining within her. "Talk to me serge. Tell me, how much you, are enjoying, this." I couldn't speak. The dirty talk was senseless. I was stimulated in a new and different way and I could only enjoy the sensations that were building within my body for the thumping of the strap-on was striking me in a way that was exciting me. "Now serge I want you to love my ass but faster," she said in a low voice. "Fuck me serge, now. Fuck me faster." I was having trouble keeping the faux cock within her bottom as she again began to rotate atop the shaft. "Fuck me baby," I heard her whine. "Uh Domina, I'm getting so close!" I cried in surprise. "ohh, serge," she whimpered. "I will never forget how this first feels," I said. The explosive climax began within me and I didn't comprehend how I could finish for her. "Fuc, serge fuck, don't you stop. I'm, I'm cum," she was out of breathe. This somehow was about to happen. We were so close to sharing this peak. I could not pause my thrusts as she held my hips close. I knew I was losing my breathe and hoped I could keep within her. "Never leave me you bitch!" she whispered. "Maris you're so incredible," I moaned. "serge I'm cumming!" she said as my legs began to tremble and I almost lost my balance. I held Maris as her moans quieted and our bodies fell against the sofa. We eventually faded and all I could feel was the pulsing deep within. My orgasm had exploded deep and I knew that I wanted more of this. She and I were attached and in a dive toward a new experience. Somehow I was still moving inside of my lover's bottom. A haze filled me I felt myself turning and the faux cock slipped from Maris's ass. "This is how good our sex can be serge," she held me as we relaxed and I wonder what else Maris, Domina had in store for us. "Domina I have been in the dark too long," and I kissed her and our tongues softly caress one another. Her passion played across my tongue and mouth. "You will be just for me serge. That was an amazing orgasm." She still shuttered a bit as I held her. I couldn't think and so I just enjoyed this shared feeling of fulfillment. "Domina, what does the tattoo mean?" She told me it was required by Mistress Kate, "Nothing untold, just she likes to mark her lovers." "Did it hurt, I mean, it's so close to your butt?" "No. Let me withdraw the plug from your hole serge." I peeled the girdle down and she reached to my bottom. The toy easily slipped free and she surprised me as her nose checked for a scent. "You are good at the things I have requested that you do." I removed the tight girdle from my legs as she nodded approval. "The larger toy will be used tomorrow and maybe by mid-week I will have you test yourself. Penetration is best done alone the first time serge. You will understand. There is special phallus in the bedside drawer for you." We had made love as Domina wanted and though I had not entered her I had cum strongly. My panty was filled with my juice. She laid with me and everything was good. Maris was my lover and I wanted her to continue to explore whatever this meant. I could and would follow her. To be continued, by MadQuill