The phantom dom

 

"Ugh! Seriously, Lexi. Men are just the worst. They act all sweet and innocent from the start. But the moment you let their guard down, they jump at you,"

Lexi watched as her coworker continued her rant, stuffing her mouth with handfuls of chips in between sentences. She was furious. Her finger practically crushed every chip she grabbed. Bits of cheese flavored powdered covered her desk as she devoured the bag out of anger.

It was typical for the blonde. Every week, Carol had some thing to vent or whine about her relationships. And every time Lexi ended up being the target of her lengthy vents. No matter where she went or where she hid at, someway or another she always seems to find her. It was annoying to say the least. Still, the brunette woman never seemed to have the heart to tell her to go away.

All she did was sit there, quietly eating her yogurt as she went on and on. Silently, Lexi let a sigh slip past her lips. All she wanted to do was eat in peace in the break room and not have someone talk their ear off. Sometimes she wished she had a mute button on her. When Carol goes on her little rants, they can last forever.

"I'm telling you, Lexi," Carol continued, tossing the remains of her potato chip bag in the trash can next to her. "Just become a lesbian. Men are nothing but chauvinistic pigs. I can't stand them anymore."

"I'm sure your date wasn't that bad, Carol," Lexi shrugged, only giving her lunch her attention. But when she glanced back at the angry blonde, all she got was two burning eyes glaring holes into her. The look startled the brunette as she froze in place.

"Not that bad?" She scoffed, slapping the table in front of them. She turned in her chair to face Lexi afterwards. "Have you been listening to a single word I have been saying Lexi? The guy is one of those creepy perverts you meet on the internet!"

Lexi only shrugged, shrinking by her presence. "Didn't you meet him on the internet?" She asked sheepishly

"Of course I did! But that's not the point! My point is he's a creep that's that."

The brunette was already regretting even trying to reason with her. Why did she even try? She knew Carol gets this way all the time. She should have just kept her mouth shut and let her go on with her rant. She wouldn't have to deal with this at all.

Lexi averted her eyes and went to a small baggie of carrots. But she could feel Carol's locked on to her, judging her further. The blonde scooted closer to the brunette as she desperately tried to ignored her. Anxiety brewed with in her stomach, making her hands quiver as she munched on a baby carrot. Carol kept on staring as she went on.

"Do You know what that jerk bought me when we were at the mall last night?" She said. Lexi still kept her attention glued on her food. But she could feel her leaning in closer to her ear. There was a long pause before she answered her own question. " a collar."

Almost instantly, Lexi started to choke, taken off guard. Bits of carrot jabbed at her wind pipe and caused her to cough and hacked uncontrollably. She reached for her water bottle quickly and chugged a mouthful of water, clearing her throat before died from swallowing the wrong way.

"I know right?" Carol scoffed. "And he was all like 'oh I'm sorry. I thought you were a kinky girl' when i got mad at him. Who the hell does he think I am? His pet?! That's just degrading! I'm not some animal that he can just put me a cage and treat me like I'm nothing!"

"You know, there's nothing wrong with being kinky, Carol," Lexi commented

"Yes there is!" Carol snapped back, slamming her hand down once more. The loud bang cause Lexi to involuntarily squeak as she almost jumped out of her seat. It was one of the worst parts of dealing with Carol; her stubbornness.

Carol rarely budged on opinions. Even if she was wrong, she'd argue and defend her position til the end of days. Once she made up her mind, there was no use trying to convince her other wise. All you'll just be doing is wasting your time.

"Kink is just another excuse for being a creep," Carol growled. "Seriously! Have you ever heard of any girl that actually likes putting on a collar, Lexi? If you ask me, it's just another excuse for men to control us. Don't fall for it, Lexi. What you do, don't..."

She trailed off for a second, glancing at the clock on the wall. After a quick second to interpret the same, she began to simmer down, blowing a huff out before cleaning her area of her wrappers and plastic bags. "I'm going to be late for my next class," she grumbled her self. Inside, Lexi was cheering for the praise of good luck. She'd probably couldn't take another tirade from the blonde. " i got a test to give out to my students today. Hopefully they all studied like I asked them to,"

"Oh come on, Carol. It can't be that. I'm sure they'll do just fine."

The blonde rolled her eyes at the brunette before she replied. "The only good part about this test is I can at least browse tinder for a while. Maybe I can find someone with a bit more normalcy than that sex freak." She gave another huff before she grabbed her bag hanging off her chair, slung it over her shoulder, and headed towards the door, grumbling to herself the whole way there. " remember what i said, Lexi," she called back before walking out, leaving her all alone.

Alone at last. Finally! Lexi slid back in her chair, detoxing from the horrifying ten minutes she had to endure from her coworker Carol. She closed her hazel eyes, taking a deep breathe as if a great weight was just taken off her shoulders. Then she finally went back to her lunch, eating in solitude at last. Carol was the coworker that always annoyed her. There was only so much she could take of her before she needed to pull away and recharge her social battery. Just a few minutes of talking to her was already brought her tank to empty. There were times Lexi wondered how did she even get hired in the first place with the way she acts all the time.

Still, she couldn't help but be jealous of the blonde. Sure, it was grating at her every time she complained about her relationships. But the truth was, she was rather jealous. Compared to her, The dark brunette couldn't remember the last time she had a date. Was it last year? Two years ago? Either way, the length of the cold spell was rather depressing. Despite being an introvert, she wouldn't mind being treated to a dinner at a fancy restaurant by some handsome prince.

Lexi cracked a smile to herself as she finished her carrots, going off to her own little world as she brushed her long hair out of her eyes. The brunette's attire was rather modest. She wore a pink cardigan that partly concealed her T-shirt from under it. Loose fitted jeans covered her legs. Brown loafer covered feet hung over the floor as she sat down. It wasn't the best thing to wear. But when you're a teacher at a high school, dressing to impress isn't the first thing in your mind.

It wasn't like going out on a date where you really have the show some style. Lexi could imagine her self in one of her favorite tank tops and skirts, walking along side her dream prince once more. The thought made her giggle, seeing her skip along side him down the strip malls and parks. It really would be lovely to be on a date right about now, she thought. It had been way to long. She missed going out to eat, hearing live bands, and taking walks along with her date. And once they were alone, he could approach her and lock a collar around...

Lexi's daydream quickly turned steamy in a mere instant. And soon after she could feel herself shivering with delight. It wasn't just the thought of Carol going on dates that was making her envious. It was her most recent one that was really tugging on her libido. The thought of someone giving her a collar and treating her like some sex slave made her all giddy inside. No matter what she did, the thoughts of whips and chains began to invade her thoughts, turning her innocent little dream date into a fantasy only porn stars could recreate. And the more the video played in her head, the more she was craving it.

Truth be told, the dark brunette was an undercover kinky girl. She hated to admit it. But the thought of being lead by a leash in front of groups of men made her want to squeal. Hell, if Carol gave her the number to that guy she dated, she'd call it in a heart beat and say yes to his collar. But the sad truth was, being a teacher and a kinky girl at the same time was a pipe dream. There was a squeaky clean reputation you had to uphold. You had to be a role model to your students. And that sadly meant excluded any adult rated content from your life.

She bit her lip at the thought. Her legs started to press together. This wasn't suppose to be happening in her mind. Lexi pursed her lips the more her thoughts went wild. Now wasn't the time or the place for this. She was at a school for crying out loud. Stuff like this wasn't appropriate. Even if anyone couldn't hear her thoughts, the tell signs were written all over her. And the fantasy playing in her head continued on.

The dark brunette took a glance at the clock. Only fifteen more minutes until her break was over. That was probably enough time for her indulge at least one track. Quickly, she glanced about the break room. Then she rushes towards the window at the door, looking both ways before running to the small closet at the other side of the room. No one was coming. Good. She had to be alone in order to listen to his voice, hear him command her and order her.

Lexi rushed inside the closet, being mindful of the door as she closed herself in. The light from her phone dimly lit up the cramped space when she pulled it out of her pocket, producing a pair of ear plugs as well. She sat down on the floor once she pushed several buckets and cleaning supplies out of the way. The scent of bleach and detergents wafted past her nose. Then finally, she calmed herself, searching the menus of her phone until she found her music track list.

There was one thing that kept her inner slut in its cage. It was the one thing keeping her raging sex drive in check. And that was the master ASMR podcast. It was a subscription of audio tracks she received via email. Every week was a short MP3 she can listen to of her favorite Dom's voice, Sir Kane. There were others she could choose from. But Sir Kane's voice held a certain something in the way he spoke. Overall, it was the best ten dollars she ever spent.

Her thumb scrolled down the menu until she found Sir Kane's seventh track, her favorite. Lexi smiled at the sight of it. She closed her eyes, make her self as comfortable as she could, and finally, pressed play.

" good evening, slave."

His smooth erotic voice cooed into Lexi's ear. Each word he spoke made her shiver with delight. Slowly the dark brunette shuffled to her knees, placing her hands behind her back, straightening herself. In her mind, he could see him walk towards her. Black leather covered his pants and boots. His chest was bare, chiseled with smooth skin. His hair was crew cut and sharp. His dark smile beamed down before her as she stayed knelt before him. Her mind's eye revealed his hands converging towards her, petting her head.

“have you been a good little slut?”

“yes master,” Lexi whispered. Her smile grew brighter. Her cheeks flushed as she answered her imaginary Dom. If only he were real, standing before him, praising him for being such a wonderful slut for him. At least, her fantasy gives her a bit of that enjoyment. She heard his chuckle along a few claps from his hands.

“really? And I suppose you deserve a reward for being my perfect obedient little slut, hmm?”

“if master deems it appropriate,” she replied again. The dark brunette always found it fun to reply back to him even if they were only recordings.

"Or perhaps you need to earn a reward, slave."

Lexi bit her lip, anticipating his next words after the silence. No matter how many times she listened to his track, it still sent chills down her spine. She heard his boots click towards her. Then he spoke that same command she heard every single time.

"Worship me, slave,"

Lexi leaned her body forward, dipping her head down, and pretended to kiss his boots. She nuzzled against them, pressing her lips against the space where they would be, moving upwards towards her imaginary dom's leg. She kept her arms behind her, leaving her show of affection to her kissing and licks she did. If only he were real. If only he were her actual Dom.

"Do you enjoy this slave? Do you enjoy the taste of my musky leather? Do you love the feeling of this thick throb cock just waiting to come out for you? Do you slave?"

Yes! Yes! Yes! Oh god, yes! Her worship to her audio master grew more passionate. She began to scoot up closer, shaking her breasts at his position, rubbing her face all over where his bulge would be. Her sexual game of make believe grew more passionate than before, pouring everything in to her act. It was strange. She played this track so many times. But every time, it made her so horny it was driving her insane.

His next chuckle signaled her to change her position. Lexi rolled back and kicked her legs out. Her fingers fumbled with her pants zipper, yanking them down along with her panties.

"Mmmm, perhaps you do deserve a treat slave. Is there something you desire slave?"

"Yes master," Lexi replied to the recording. "I want your cock, master. Please let me have your cock, master." The dark brunette shoved her fingers in her mouth, swirling her tongue around them, bathing them in saliva. Moans rolled past her lips. Her sex was on fire.

"Oh? Is it my cock you want? My hard, throbbing, massive, male hood. Oh you would just love me to take you right now and fuck you senseless, slave. So why don't you open your legs and show me your pussy slave."

Lexi couldn't wait any longer. Her mind was already lost in her own fantasy. She plunge her soaking wet fingers and vigorously rubbed her sopping wet cavern. There was no time to waste easing them in. She just drilled her womanhood with her two fingers as Sir Kane took her in her fantasy.

As The audio track continued, she felt his strong hands pin her torso to the ground. He wasted No time, mounting her, thrusting inside her with an animal like ferocity. Lexi kept her eyes closed. Her moans grew more lewd and louder. His hot breath wafted against her skin as he pressed his weight against her. He was using her, plowing, ramming his cock inside her.

"Beg slave. Tell me how much want my cock, slave."

Her hand was going wild, rapidly thrusting. Lexi's other hand slithered under her T-shirt, feeling her breast. She was writhing, desperate to cum, yearning for master. The more she heard Sir Kane's the more she needed him. She needed his touch, his dominance. Oh god, she needed him.

"I need your cock, master. I need it so much! Please master, I need your cock!"She didn't care if anyone heard her. She didn't care what was around her. All that matter was her precious Sir Kane, her lovely master.

Then, her fingers finally ignited her orgasm. In one sudden eruption, Lexi screamed his name the moment she hurdled herself over the edge. Her orgasm exploded inside her body. Her juices fired from her burning sex as her fingers went into overdrive. They didn't let up. Even when her nerves sang with joy she kept on fingering herself. She could barely hear her master's voice from her own. Every muscle inside her tightened up from the climax.

But eventually, the massive eruption of pleasure began to subside, leaving the dark brunette in a panting, sweaty mess. She laid down on the floor, drained, feeling the warmth of the afterglow surround her in a thick blanket. Her hand finally stop, giving her sex a break for once. Dear god, that orgasm was probably her biggest yet. She almost wished She had her vibrator with her. But this was more than enough to satisfy her. My god, she loved Sir Kane's audio track.

Eventually, Lexi managed to drag her hand to her phone to press stop. Her other hand reach for her ear phones, taking them off. She gasped for air, letting her self resting from-

"You okay in there?"

Lexi's eyes shot wide open. That wasn't Kane's voice. And more importantly, she noticed something else. The door was open.