Free The Art of Domination by Ella Dominguez Page A

sex and only accepted the tail plug before tonight. I’ve been patient with her, but tonight I want to own every part of her body.
    When she’s relaxed , I pull my fingers out and slide my shaft inside of her tight canal. She lets out a gasp and her breathing quickens. Her ass clenches down on me and I still, allowing her relax again. I go slowly so I don’t hurt her, but as she continues to pant softly my urge to fuck her hard takes over.  I adjust my stance and widen my step so I can grab on to her hips and pull her back hard against me. When I do, she rises up on her tip toes and wobbles unsteadily.
    “Steady yourself , Isabel.”
    I start fucking harder and the vision of her perfect ass sucking my cock into her brings me to near orgasm. I love having her like this because I know she belongs to me fully now; every part of her; and I know I was the first to fuck her this way.
    I slip my fingers inside her pussy and massage her G spot. She’s fully engorged and she screams out when I start pulling back firmly against it. I finally give her permission to cum and when she does, her ass contracts and tightens around me and her sweet cream flows out like Old Faithful. I keep thrusting into her and within a few short moments I cum too and I completely fill her. When I pull out, Isa collapses on her knees onto the chair and damn near falls off of it. I grab her and sure enough, she completely passed out.
    I lay her on the floor, remove the spreader bar and blindfold, and carry her to the bed. She’s like a rag doll, sweaty and wet, her hair damp and in her face and she looks like a defiled angel. I go the bathroom and get some wet washcloths and soap them up, and go back to clean her while she sleeps. The wax has hardened on her skin and I pick it off. I clean her face and smeared mascara, and I wipe her sensitive areas clean as well. When I’m done, I tuck her in and kiss her face, whispering in her ear that I love her.
    Her eyes flut ter open. “Was I a good wife?” she asks.
    “Yes, of course you were, sweetheart. You were perfect.”
    “Will you stop dreaming about Erika now?” she asks and her voice is heartbreaking.  Her comment stuns me and before I can answer her, she falls back to sleep.
    I want nothing more than to wail and punch the walls. Fucking Erika . She’s not only hurt me, she’s hurt my beautiful Isa. I have to put an end to the situation with Erika right now. I get dressed, dig out my phone and dial her number. 
    She picks up on the third ring.
    “Hey, D.  I was beginning to think you had blown me off, but I knew you were smarter than that.”
    I truly hate this woman. “Let’s get this over with. Meet me at the Four Seasons Hotel bar in half an hour.”
    “The Four Seasons? What did you have in mind, some play time?” she asks teasingly.
    I feel like vomiting at the thought of being with her again. “ Only if playtime involves gagging you and slapping the fuck out of you.”
    “Well, of course it does. It’ll be just like old times.”
    This woman just doesn’t stop. “Are we meeting or not?”
    “I don’t know. Half an hour doesn’t give me much time to get there.”
    “Raul can pick you up. If you’re not here in half an hour then don’t expect me to meet you any other time because I’m done with this bullshit,” I snap at her.
    “Don’t you want my address?”
    “I already know your address.”   She’s such a dumb ass. She knows what I do for a living .
    “How sweet of you to have kept tabs on me. I knew you still had it bad for me.”
    “Not likely. It’s more like keeping my enemies close at hand.” I hang up after my statement about her being my enemy and call Raul to pick her up. I feel so shitty doing this on my wedding night, but I just want this over with.
    I double check on Isa to make sure she’s okay. She’s out cold so I quickly get dressed and head down to the bar and bide my time until Erika arrives. I order a shot of bourbon to try and calm my