GROANS AND MOANS (short steamy stories)

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Jeremy hissed with what sounded like pain. “Did I hurt my pet?” I whispered. Jeremy nodded, but he grinned and then kissed me on the cheek. “Do it again?” “Okay, but you’ve gotta tell me if it’s too much. Can you do that?” Jeremy smiled at me, but remained silent. I grasped his d**k in my firm hand. “I asked you a question.” Jeremy’s eyes went saucer wide. He arched up in my lap. “Yes, Gloria.” The warm feeling inside me turned white hot. A wave of contentment washed over me like I’d taken a hit from my hippie grandpa’s bong. I was instantly addicted to my new friend. You know what the strangest part of this was? It wasn’t giving a hand job to a naked boy who thought himself a pet. It wasn’t that we were doing this in public either.

The strangest thing was the way I felt so at ease with it all. All the times I’d buried my nose in my kinky book, I’d never once fantasized about being in the dominant role. I never thought I’d be the one to take charge. Which was plain dumb as taking care of someone was second nature to me. Hell, I’d been looking after folks all of my life. Why stop now? Jeremy screwed up his eyes. His whole body trembled when he came in my hand. And then he wrapped his arms around me, squeezing me, murmuring crazy, happy words in my ear. “You did good, little pet.” I kissed him on the forehead. “But you made me all sticky and messy.” “Sorry,” he whispered. “Washroom’s over there.” He led me to the shared facilities. I thought he’d follow me inside, but when I turned around he was gone. I sighed to myself, my shoulders suddenly heavy. He’d had his fun, and then he’d split. Just like every man I knew. The night was a bust. Sure it was interesting to see so many folks having fun, but I was about ready to give up on the whole dominance and submission thing.

There didn’t seem to be any space for someone like me in this scene. I just didn’t fit. I dried my hands and adjusted my dress. When I opened the bathroom door, Jeremy was standing there. He had two naked people, one a man and one a woman, on either side. “Gloria, meet my little tribe.” I was full to bursting with relief. “There are more of you?” “Abby and Marco, meet Gloria. She’s the best.” The other members of the naked tribe all started squealing and chattering with excitement. Everyone wanted a hug from me. Everyone wanted to play with me. They jostled me off to a semiprivate room. Marco snuggled in my lap. “I chewed up the paper this morning, Gloria. Can you punish me for it?” He held up a worn slipper. Marco had twinkling blue eyes and a naughty smile. I was at a loss for words, which was a first for me. Abby sat at my feet. “I’ve been supergood today. I need rewarding.” She looked up at me with hopeful brown eyes. “I’m a demanding pet, but you’ll get used to me.” She flashed me a toothy smile. “And what will I get for so much hard work?” I asked. All three of my submissive friends grinned at me. They pushed me back on the cushions, and then kisses and touches started coming my way. Marco and Jeremy helped me take off my dress and my bra. They both sucked on my t**s like there was no tomorrow.

Abby went south, nipping at my thighs until she worked her way to my crotch. I looked down to see her head disappear between my legs. I didn’t need to see what she was doing with her mouth to know how good it felt. These little creatures were turning me into a new person with every swipe of their tongues on my skin. They didn’t stop until I’d had an orgasm so powerful, my voice damn near broke. They all hugged me afterward in a big sticky, happy mess. That night was the start of something truly special for me and all my little ones. Jeremy called me a Service Top much later, but back then I just called myself happy. You see, I could tell you that Monty did me wrong. I could tell you that he was just another useless, domineering man who made me feel like s**t. But what he did only drove me to my new family, my new tribe. He showed me how not to behave with a submissive in my care. I’ve got the proof right here in my arms that I treat my little ones right. They all love me for it. And that’s all that matters to me.