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SEDUCTION AND DOMINATION
A STORY OF SEX AND THE MIND
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[In PARTS 1 & 2 of our story (contained in files AFAN-05 and AFAN-06),
Tony seduced his beautiful, hot-bodied (40EE-24-35) divorcee sister-in
law, Claire, whom he had long desired.  During the course of that
seduction, he discovered that she really got off on dirty language
and a strong approach, and used this knowledge to his advantage to
gradually develop her tendencies towards submissiveness and bring
her under his total dominance,  despite the fact that she was engaged
to be married in the near future.  At Tony's insistence, Claire engaged
in several sexual adventures of gradually increasing boldness,
including exhibitionism, public masturbation and intercourse, and
the masturbation of a elderly gentleman at a porno movie.  Although
he held her under the constant threat of punishment if she questioned
him or disobeyed his will, he had only actually subjected her to two
punishment sessions, the second more severe than the first, but still
rather mild by some standards.  As PART 2 ended, Tony had told Claire
to reserve a room in the hotel at Newark Airport for the following
Friday night.]


                             PART 3


     That Friday night, at the appointed hour, Tony picked up Claire
and they headed for the airport.

      "Did you get the room like I told you to?  I see you're wearing
a nice mini-dress, seamed stockings, extra high heels and heavy makeup
like I told you to.  You look really sexy.  What do you have on
underneath?"

     "I have on a sheer bra and bikini panties, and a garter belt,
all black, just like you told me to."

     "Good, very good."

     They pulled up in front of the airport hotel, parked the car
and went inside.  Claire expected them to go to the room she had
reserved, but instead, he led her into the hotel bar.  She followed
him without question.

     When they got inside, Tony said, "The lighting is a little on
the dim side in here, good.  Let's sit in that curved booth over in
the corner.  We'll be able to watch the bar from there."

     They sat down, and when the waiter came over, ordered a couple
of drinks.  They sat and listened to the music, and then had another
round.  When they had finished the second round, Tony took her by
the arm.  "Now that we've had a couple drinks, let's dance.  Do you
know how to dirty dance?"

     "I saw the movie, but I never had the nerve to actually do it
in public.

     "O.K., let's do it.  Just follow my lead."

     He took her in his arms, held her very close, and they began
a reasonable semblance of dirty dancing.  "That's right, you're getting
it," Tony said. "Let me get my leg between yours.  Press yourself
up against me while I slide my hands over your body as we sway to
the music.  Just let yourself go.  Feel the music."

     His hands drifted over her body as they pressed their bodies
together and writhed in time to the music.  "Do you see that guy
sitting at the bar by himself?  The businessman type, about 30 years
old or so?"

     "Yes, I see him.  What about him?"

     "Move your legs apart a little more so I can get my leg between
your's further.  He's been sitting there drinking alone ever since
we got here.  He looks like a sales representative who's been away
from home for a while on a business trip.  Press your crotch up against
my upper thigh while we dance.  Do you think he's good looking?"

     "Yes, I guess so."

     "I thought you would.  Press your body up against me tighter,
yes, like that.  It looks like we've attracted his attention dancing
like this.  More correctly, it looks like you've attracted his
attention.  He can't seem to take his eyes off you."

     Tony slid his hand up her side and let it skim lightly over the
ample curve of her left breast.  "Do you think he's lonely?"

     "I don't know.  If he's been away from home for a while like
you say, I guess he probably is."

     "Maybe we can do something about that."

     Claire didn't quite know what to make of Tony's last remark.
The music ended shortly thereafter, and they returned to their booth
and ordered another round of drinks.

     When the drinks were about half finished, Tony spoke.  "While
I wait here, I want you to go to the ladies room.  On the way back,
go up to the bar right next to the sales representative type.  Ask
the bartender for a book of matches or something.  Introduce yourself
to the sales rep and start a friendly, casual conversation with the
him.  If he's alone and away from home like I think he is, tell him
there's no reason for him to sit there drinking alone.  Ask him to
join us at our booth.  Don't take no for an answer.  Tell him you
know I won't mind, and that as a matter of fact we discussed it and
I want him to join us.  Now go."

     Claire got up and headed for the ladies room.  On her way back,
she stopped at the bar next to the supposed sales representative,
spoke briefly to the bartender, and then started talking to the man.
They carried on a conversation for several minutes.  Tony saw Claire
point to the booth where he was sitting, and the man smiled but shook
his head no.  They spoke some more, and then they headed for the booth
together.

     "Hi, Claire," Tony said.  I'm happy to see you were successful."
He held out his hand to their guest and introduced himself.  "Hi,
I'm Tony."

     "I'm Jim," the man said, "Jim Patterson.  Glad to meet you."

     "Same here."

     "Thanks for inviting me over.  I've been on the road for three
straight weeks and, other than bartenders, I don't think I've talked
to anybody for more than a couple of minutes except for business
reasons.  This is a new sales route for me."

     "Well," Tony responded, "then I'm really glad we invited you
over.  I know how it is to be on the road.  It can get awfully lonely."

     "It sure can," said Bob.  "Can I buy you folks a drink?"

     "No,"Tony said.  "You're our guest.  I'll buy.  Please join us.
Have a seat."

     As Jim started to sit down, Tony motioned for Claire to sit
between them.  When they all were seated, he ordered a drink for their
new found friend.  The three of them sat together and had a friendly,
casual conversation for about half an hour.  They seemed to hit it
off well right from the start, and were acting like long term friends
in a short while.

     Finally, Tony turned to Claire and said, "Claire, let's dance.
You don't mind, do you Jim?  You can have the next one.  We'll be
right back."

     The song was an early sixties number.  When they got on the dance
floor, Tony said, "This one is perfect to dirty dance to.  Come on,
let's show Jim our stuff."

     They began to dance, in an even more blatantly lustful style
than before.  "Stay in this part of the dance floor so he can see
us from the booth.  Get really down and dirty with me.  Rub your crotch
against my thigh while I slide my hands over you."

     Tony's hands were roaming all over Claire's body, places that,
a couple of weeks ago, she never would have dreamed about being touched
in public like this, and it appeared that she was loving it, really
getting into the pure eroticism of the music and the moment.  "That's
it, really let yourself go.  Dip down low with me so your skirt slides
way up.  I want him to get a good look at your thighs...lower.  Good.
Now I'll just slide my hand up your thigh and push your hem up even
further."

     Tony slid the hem of her dress a couple of inches above the top
of her dark stocking for a few moments, making sure he gave Jim a
good flash of her creamy white thigh before he let it drop again.

     "That was good.  Now grind with me."  As she wantonly ground
her pelvis into his thigh, he slipped his hand up and ran it over
her firm tit, making sure it was the one nearest to the booth where
Jim sat staring in their direction.

     "Your nipple is hard.  I can feel it poking into my hand right
through your bra.  Is your pussy getting wet?"

     "Yes," she panted.

     "When the song ends, we'll go back to the table.  If he doesn't
ask you to dance soon, ask him, but make it to a song you can dirty
dance to.  I want you to dirty dance with him.  While you do, really
press up against him and encourage him to move his hands over your
body.  I want you to see if you can turn him on.  Understand?"

     "Yes.  I'll wait for the right song, and if he doesn't ask me
to dance, I'll ask him."

     "Right.  Good girl."

     Finally, the music ended.  "That was good, Tony commented, patting
her lightly on the butt as they walked back to the table.  I don't
think Jim turned his head away from us the whole time.  I don't even
think he blinked."

     They arrived at the table and sat down.  "Hi Jim," Tony said.
"We're back.  I hope you weren't too lonely while we were gone.  Let's
order another round of drinks.  It sure seems warmer in here than
it was before, doesn't it?"

     "Yea," Jim responded enthusiastically, wiping his brow.  "It
sure does."

     The threesome's casual, friendly conversation continued.  Tony
told a sex related joke, and then several more were told.  Tony deftly
steered the conversation around to sex related topics, trying to subtly
give Jim the impression that he and Claire had a relaxed, open attitude
about sex in general, and their relationship in particular.

     While they talked, Tony rested his hand on her thigh, and
occasionally slid it up and down, pushing her hem up with it almost
all the way up her thigh, and then sliding it down again.  Since they
were all sitting rather close together to be able to hear each other
over the loud music, Jim couldn't help but notice these actions, but
tried to pretend he didn't.

     After about twenty minutes, Jim showed no indication of asking
Claire to dance.  When he looked away for a second, Tony signaled
Claire to initiate the request.  She too the hint.

     "Tony," she said, "would you mind if I danced this dance with
Jim?"

     "Not at all," Tony answered quickly.  "Why should I mind?  We're
all friends here.  Go right ahead, enjoy yourselves.  Jim, have you
ever tried to do any dirty dancing?"

     "You mean like in the movie?  No, I haven't"

     "Well, then let Claire teach you.  She's really good at it.
Go on.  It'll be fun."

     "Yea," Claire chimed in, "It'll be fun.  Let's go."  She took
Jim's hand and pulled him to his feet.

     "O.K.," Jim said, still acting somewhat reluctant.  "I'll give
it a try, but I'm not that good a dancer."

     As they walked away from the table, Tony noticed that the
eagerness in Jim's eyes belied the hesitation in his manner.  "I think
this is going to be a good night," Tony thought to himself as he
watched them go onto the dance floor.

     When Jim and Claire first started to dirty dance together, he
appeared uncertain of what to do, and reluctant to hold her very close,
but he gradually started to get into it.  By the end of the song,
they were grinding up against each other with abandon, with their
hands wandering over each other's bodies to a degree, but somewhat
tentatively, each not sure how far to go.  They were apparently quite
attracted to each other.

     When song ended, they returned to the booth looking somewhat
flushed.  Tony smiled and greeted them.  "Well, it looks like you
two had a good time out there."

     As soon as Claire sat down, Tony put his arm around her shoulders,
pulled her to him and gave her a long, deep kiss.  Then he addressed
Jim.  "You're a fast learner, Jim.  Are you sure you haven't dirty
danced before?"

     "No, never, but it was fun!"

     "Let's have another drink," Tony said.  "It looks like you both
could use one."

     They sat and had their drink, and continued to talk together.
Via Tony's subtle direction, the conversation got more playful and
openly sexually oriented.  In between, the talking and the drinks,
Tony and Jim dirty danced with Claire once more each.  The second
time she danced with Jim, both their hands seemed to roam noticeably
more freely over each other's bodies.

     Later in the evening, the conversation seemed to reach a lull
and the selection of music didn't sound as good as it was before.
At this point, Tony reached over to the empty table next to them and
got an empty beer bottle.  "This place is getting a little boring,"
he said.  "I have an idea.  Let's have a game of spin the bottle."

     "What?," Jim said disbelievingly as he laughed at Tony's
surprising suggestion.  "I haven't played that since high school.
I don't think anybody plays that game anymore, at least not in adult
circles."

     "Come on," Tony rejoindered, "it'll be fun."

     "Alright," Jim said.  "I'm game if Claire is.  What to you say,
Claire.?"

     Claire thought about it for a minute, and then agreed.

     Tony quickly added, "There will only be two rules.  First, all
kissing must be on the lips.  Second, if either Jim or I spin the
bottle and it points to the other male, we're certainly not going
to kiss each other."

     They all laughed, and then Tony continued.  "We'll have to set
another penalty if that happens.  How about paying the other guy a
buck?"

     They all agreed, and the game of spin the bottle started.  The
first couple of times when it was Jim and Claire's turn to kiss, he
was very tentative, kissing her rather chastely.  Tony, however kissed
her more lustily each time, so that by the third or fourth time, he
was tongue kissing her deeply, and his hands were simultaneously
sliding over her legs, her ass and the sides of her tits.  Jim couldn't
help but watch their activities closely.

     When Jim spun the bottle the next time, it pointed to Claire.
He kissed her chastely again.  Tony interrupted them, his voice full
of playful annoyance.  "Come on now, Jim.  You can do better than
that.  If you're going to kiss her, do it right.  Now put your arms
around her and give her a really big one."

     Jim looked at Claire, waiting for an objection.  He didn't get
one.  Then he looked at Tony, and back at Claire a second time.  When
it was apparent no objection was coming from either quarter, he took
Tony's suggestion.  Jim kissed her again.

     The kiss lasted longer this time, and the longer it lasted, the
more passionate it became.  Tony could see Claire open her mouth and
slip her tongue between Jim's lips.  He saw Jim's mouth open to let
it in, and stick his own tongue into her mouth as they held each other
tightly.

     When the kiss finally broke, they both looked a little embarrassed
and more than a little aroused.  Tony broke the silence that ensued.
"Well, that was better.  I can see this is going to be a really
enjoyable game.  Shall we continue?"

     "Sure," Jim replied quickly.

     "I'm game if you two are," Claire said.

     They continued spinning the bottle and kissing, occasionally
taking a drink.  The kissing gradually got more intense as they played.
After several more turns, Tony put his hand on the inside of Claire's
knee as he kissed her, and left it there when they were done, even
while Jim kissed her on the next turn.

     When Tony's turn to kiss Claire came again, he slipped the hand
up to the middle of her thigh, and massaged the soft skin there, again
leaving it in place when the kiss was finished.

     "This game is even more fun than I thought it would be," Tony
commented.  "Do you both agree?"

     Both Jim and Claire quickly agreed.

     "Good.  It certainly looked to me like you were having a good
time."

     When Tony's spin pointed the bottle to Claire again, he slid
the hand that had been resting on her thigh up to an inch or so short
of her crotch, and began to massage her there.  Claire's thighs relaxed
and fell open several inches.

     She spun next, and the bottle pointed to Jim.  As they kissed
deeply, Tony moved his hand up higher, and pressed it against the
crotch of her panties.  Claire jumped slightly and tried to close
her thighs, but Tony held her knee out with his other hand and
prevented her from doing so.  Accepting her inability to close her
thighs, she let them slacken again and continued to kiss Jim.  Tony
began to massage her pussy through her panties.  They were already
very wet, and after several seconds, she let her legs relax and fall
open even wider.

     The kiss she was laying on Jim rapidly became even more
passionate, and Tony could feel her pussy lips begin to swell and
open up.  Claire began to move her hips in small, humping motions,
rubbing her heated twat against Tony's hand.  She wrapped an arm around
Jim's neck to ensure he didn't try to break the kiss.  While it
continued, she grasped Jim's wrist, lifted his hand, and placed it
on her breast.  At first he just let it lie there unmoving, but after
several seconds, he began to massage her tit.

     When their lips finally parted, Jim removed his hand from her
breast quickly.  They were both very flushed and short of breath,
but this didn't stop Claire from turning immediately to Tony and
attempting to kiss him.

     Tony pulled his mouth back from her's, breaking the kiss, but
leaving his hand working in her crotch.  "Aren't we going to spin
the bottle first?" he asked facetiously.

     Claire did not respond verbally, but simply grasped Tony behind
the neck and pulled his mouth hard against her's once again, kissing
him lustfully.  As they kissed, Tony pressed a finger into her, pushing
her panties before it, right up her hole.  With that, Claire reached
behind her without looking or breaking the kiss, groped around blindly
until she found Jim's hand, and then pressed it to her tit again,
simultaneously opening her legs even wider and throwing her right
leg over Tony's.

     Tony took advantage of this improved access to her charms by
slipping a second finger into her alongside the first, and pumping
them slowly in and out.  Finally, the kiss broke, but Jim's hand and
Tony's stayed where they were, respectively on and in her.

     The three of them simply looked at each other in silence, all
wondering what would happen next.  That silence was broken by an
announcement that the bar was closing.  As the lights came up, Tony
and Jim both reluctantly slid their hands from Claire's body.  After
several more seconds of ponderous silence, Tony smiled and said, "Maybe
we should go to our room now.  I think I've had enough spin the bottle
for one night."

     Through obviously lust clouded eyes, Claire gave him a funny,
questioning look.  He immediately surmised her question, and answered
it.  "Of course, Jim is invited too, O.K. Jim?  Come on, don't be
a party pooper."

     "O.K., my flight out isn't until late tomorrow morning anyway."

     "Good, that's more like it."

     The trio left the bar, and went quickly to the room that Claire
had reserved, arriving there shortly.

     "Well, how about some music?" Tony asked.  "I'll put on the radio.
Maybe I can find a station with some oldies music."

     He fiddled with the dial for a bit, and found one.  "There, I
got it.  Now how about some more dirty dancing?  This time, let's
all dirty dance together, the three of us at once."

     "How are we going to do that?" Jim asked.

     "How?  Come on, I'll show you."  Tony took them both by the arm,
and positioned them so that they were all standing close together
in the center of the floor, Tony and Jim facing each other, with Claire
between them, facing Jim.

     "Now Jim, you and I should put our arms around Claire, and she
should put her arms around you.  You've got her front, Jim, and I've
got her back.  We'll just share the sides."

     They all laughed, and then began to dance together.  It took
them a few moments to get their movements sufficiently coordinated,
none of them having any previous experience at dancing like this,
but in less time than you might imagine, they were doing pretty well
at it.

     Tony leaned against Claire's back as they danced, pressing the
front of her body up against Jim.  As they continued, Tony rhythmically
pushed the hard lump in his pants against her ass, causing her crotch
to hump against Jim's, and before long, Jim was humping back at her.
Both men's hands began to roam, sliding all over each of their defined
respective territories of Claire's body.  Jim kissed her on the lips,
and Tony, in turn, kissed her neck and nibbled her ear lobes.

     "Mmm," Tony said, "this is really nice, isn't it?"  Both Claire
and Jim agreed.  "I can't remember when I ever had this much fun
standing up."

     The three continued to dance, kiss and grind their bodies
together.  After a few minutes, Tony slid his hands down Claire's
sides as far as he could reach, and slowly worked the hem of her dress
up, pulling his groin back from her momentarily so he could get it
up above her ass.  Then he pressed himself against her again, this
time against her pantied ass cheeks.  They felt hot, even through
his pants.

     "That's better," he commented.  "How about the other side?"