"I know the guy. He is a bit rough around the edges, but he is a good man. I have known him for a long time, and he is a great father. Look how great Paul has turned out to be. He is going to be a lady killer himself one day," said Stefan enthusiastically while sitting on the living room couch and drinking his whiskey.
Sandra said nothing. She looked embarrassed. She knew that I was gauging her reaction to what Stefan was saying.
“He is a good fuck. I will give him that,” said Alma.
“You fucked him?” asked Sandra with joyful disbelief in her voice.
“Yes.”
“When?”
"Well, more than once. I fucked him last month. On two occasions. He is good in bed. He has that bat between his legs, and he knows how to use it," said Alma with a smile.
"He was telling me that he will fuck you soon, make you his bitch. He likes to talk dirty. By the way, if it's true I envy you a little," she added.
Sandra smiled at her mother's words.
"Make me his bitch, you say? He is such a gentleman," she added with a smile.
"He does have a bat in his pants. It was a pleasant surprise when he presented it to me," said Ivana.
“Of course you fucked him,” said Sandra and laughed.
“You enjoyed it,” said Stefan.
"Yes, I did. He knows how to use it, and he is the right kind of dominant. He humiliates well, I would say," Ivana said.
“Humiliates well?” I asked.
Sandra was visibly embarrassed but still seemed to find it funny, and she listened intently.
"Yes, he humiliates well. He makes you understand that you are a whore. You accept it. You like it. He has that big dick that he uses as a stick and a carrot. He gives one a pleasure but also thrusts fast and hard when he wants you to feel pain. It is intoxicating!" she said enthusiastically.
“That is true. He finds a way to make you accept him treating you as a being of lower standing then himself. I think you are right, the cock plays a huge part in that. He enjoys to degrade. Also, he is good at that, giving you pain and pleasure. A small-dicked man couldn't be able to do that. You need to have a big dick like him to be able to do it," Alma added.
"I think he is more credible as dom with a big dick like that. He can be a dom in so many ways. I mean Stefan could be the dom in just one way. He would be good at that, but due to his size, it's hard to see him as a dom in the way I see Mark as a dom," said Ivana.
"I could be a good dom in the context of BDSM, I think," said Stefan with that strange conviction that he always seemed to have.
"Yes, you could. I could see that," said Ivana in a strange, awkward, motherly way.
"I think so too," added a visibly pleased Stefan.
"But Mark, he can be nice to you, and you still respect him. You want to be good to him. You want to please him. Once he came to our house to watch football," said Ivana while making air quotes with her hands and rolling her eyes when she said 'watch football.'
Stefan listened to her speak and nodded encouragingly.
"I was a bit shy because we had fucked a couple of times before that, and I wondered if we would that day as well. But he didn't talk to me about coming over that day, and I went on with my business as usual. His presence had made me horny, and I was wet as I was preparing food.
Then he called for me while I was in the kitchen to come to the living room. I said hello shyly and asked him how he was doing. My voice was a bit shaky, It gets like that when I am insecure sometimes, and he makes me feel insecure," said Ivana.
"Yes, it does," said Stefan while nodding his head and interrupting her in the process.
"He then told me to get on my knees, matter-of-factly while he unzipped his pants. I did so and ended up sucking his dick for the remainder of the half. He then told Stefan with a smile that the food was his responsibility now, and asked him politely to leave us alone. He did it in a very calm voice that had so much authority. It was so sexy. Then he came in my mouth.
"I sat on my knees, waiting for him to give me permission to get up so I could check up on Stefan and the food. He said nothing. Instead, he left his dick in my mouth and picked up his phone. I think he was answering messages or something.
"I waited for the call to be over and then asked if I could go to the kitchen. First after his yes did I stand to my feet.
"I went to the kitchen, and I found Stefan tending to the food while masturbating."
“Yes, It was hot. I get turned on by it, he knows how to dominate. He is a good bull, that is what I am trying to say. I think that Sandra would enjoy him a lot.”
“I probably will,” said Sandra teasingly while giving me a look.
“I wanted to know if you were in on it as well,” continued Ivana.
“Nope!” Stefan answered.
“Then we got back to the living room, and he told Stefan to give us some privacy. I thought that he was going to fuck me then, but no. He told me that he needed to take a piss. I told him where the bathroom was, but he said that it was no need for him to go to the bathroom when he could piss in my mouth."
I saw Sandra's jaw drop at that moment. Her face had shock written all over it. She even put her hand over her opened mouth.
"I don't allow that usually, but I didn't know what to say. I am not a toilet, I tried. But he just looked into my eyes and interrupted me by saying that he thought pissing in my mouth would be nicer than going to the toilet.
"So I went on my knees again and opened my mouth. He stood up and started pissing in my mouth. He told me to drink it all up. As much as I could. So I did, but it was too much, and he pissed all over my face on purpose. My eyes, ears, hair and blouse. Then you came out to tell us that the food was done and saw some of it," said Ivana while nodding to Stefan.
A timid 'yes' was all usually so talkative Stefan had to say at that moment.
"It was sexy but rather degrading. I went to the bathroom to clean up and laughed at myself for liking it so much, but then I heard him talk to Stefan about me, and I got so wet.
"He was telling Stefan that I was a dumb whore and that he really hit the jackpot with me if he was into dumb whores. Like, the truly dumb whores."
Stefan just nodded this time without saying a word. I could see how shocked Sandra was at that moment.
"I knew that he was going to fuck the shit out of me later. He was telling you something about your job as well, wasn't he, honey? What were you talking about?" asked Ivana.
"It was a small thing that happened at work, and as you all know, Mark's family runs the casino business where I work. His brother owns it, as you all know. He and I had a little misunderstanding, and Mark wanted to make sure that all was okay."