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Yes Mistress, Thank You Mistress
by Amber (straponamber@hotmail.com)
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A true story about rough but consensual lesbian sex.
(Fdom/F, FF, ws)
***
This is my first attempt at writing, but this story at
least is completely true, although spelling of some
names is changed. Lemme know what you think if you're
so inclined. (straponamber@hotmail.com)Thank you for
reading.
***
As soon as I saw what Rene was wearing that night, I
knew I was going to fuck her. Short pleated skirt that
barely covered her ass and let the whole world know
that those ripped fishnets were being held up by a
garter belt (oh god, hot); a white vinyl shirt that was
fastened by a zip, opened to just below the curve
underneath her breasts. No bra tonight, and knowing
Rene, no panties either.
I idly wondered whether the shirt was taped to her
tits, because I had no idea how the fuck that shit was
staying in place, without any pop-outs occurring. My
attention is temporarily de-railed by the skinny black
leather tie on the bare flesh of her neck and chest -
Blame Avril Lavigne I guess - but that little fashion-
what-the-fuck was more than compensated by the thigh
high black fake leather boots. I knew from previous
experience that Rene's incredibly flexible, and I felt
the sudden urge to piss on those boots and have her
clean them with her tongue.
You have to consider when imagining this girl right
handedly, that she's also fucking hot. I think her
heritage is like Iris/Italian or something. I never
really wasted time with "getting to know you" chit-chat
because she was super easy to get into bed when we
first met (well, toilet cubicle, anyway...), and we
don't have much in common except shared friends and
musical taste. Oh, and a love of dirty, kinky lesbo
sex. But yeah, she's got creamy white Irish skin but a
curvy Italian body. Dark hair, at the moment dyed black
and pink.
She isn't anorexically thin but not particularly chubby
either. Just curvy, with these lovely, big, full tits.
She's a hair shorter than me, but I'm six two so that's
not at all surprising. Underneath all those clothes I
know her cunt's waxed but has a bit of fur on the mons,
and - this is so fucking hot - her armpits are thick
with fine, furry black hair. Fuck I love girls that
don't shave up there.
Me? I'm Amber. Six ft two, 10D breasts, originally from
Seattle but been living here (Australia) for a while
now. I've got black hair, a few tattoos including
sleeves on my arms, I do shave my pits because while
it's a turn on, being stinky isn't. I'm 19, I'm a
lesbo, I emigrated out here with my gf Chloe, who's a
hottie but doesn't figure in this story so more on her
another time. We both have a love of fucking hot
teenage sluts so we're not sexually monogamous, just
romantically so. We both just love hot, kinky, dirty
sex...and I'm also pretty fucking dominant.
I also love the cock, lol...my strap-on that is. And I
was thanking whatever gods I cared to listen that I was
wearing it under my jeans that night. Just wearing it
out turns me on, and I was probably going to be meeting
up with Chloe later and the horny slut can't get enough
fake dick, the more public the better. But I had a
feeling that it might be getting a taste of Rene first.
Thank fuck I wore it.
I'd headed on over to Rene's place to just drop off
some CD's I'd borrowed from her flatmate and shit.
Their place was right near a nice little Indian
takeaway that was gonna be satisfying my non-booty
cravings that night, so why not? But all thoughts of
dinner and records went straight out of my mind when
she answered the door in that outfit.
"Hey Ambs!" hugs, kisses, the usual shit.
"Hey babe, wow, where the fuck are you headed dressed
like that?"
"Oh, nowhere, actually," (god, that cute little
schoolgirl giggle just made me wetter) "I was just
trying it out. I think I might wear it this weekend...
you like?"
I literally had to clear my throat so it didn't come
out as a growl "uh... shit yeah! Very hot!" But I
mustn't have been able to hide my intentions, because
Rene gave me that look. You know the one. The 'I know
you want it and god I'm a skank and totally submissive
to boot, just come in and take it'. That look. I like
that look.
"So, uh, why'd you come over?"
It took me a minute to come back to reality, before I
could reply "Oh, just to drop off these records for
Mel", I gestured ineffectually with the pile of CDs and
vinyl under my arm.
"Oh, cool, she's not here" another pause, another look.
Damn she's a slut, I'm dripping down my thighs "but
come in anyway, you can leave them here for here."
I gladly followed her in and placed the records on the
coffee table for Melanie to collect, and before I knew
what I was doing, I had Rene pressed up against the
wall, my lips, tongue, and teeth exploring her neck.
As I mentioned above, Rene is very, very submissive.
With me especially. I was reminded of that as she
groaned into my ear; "Ohhh, thank you mistresssssssss!"
the last word turning into an animalistic grunt as I
bit and sucked her soft flesh, and my hands slipped up
under the vinyl and began to molest her tits. I pressed
my thigh into her crotch and we both began panting and
grunting as she began to hump my leg.
She whimpered out another "thank you" before our lips
met hungrily, and our tongues began to wrestle,
fighting for space in each other's mouth. By this point
her hands were gripping my back, almost clawing at the
material of my t shirt. We both wanted it so fucking
bad...
Normally sex with Rene, while this furious and
frenzied, isn't this quick. We were in total quickie
territory here tonight. But usually, she comes over to
my place for a full session. We call it "discipline."
She'll message or ring me and say "Amber, I've been
kinda bad lately, I think I need to be disciplined."
And then for the next few hours, she's mine.
She's an incredibly good slave girl. She gets off on
degradation and torture, can't get enough of it. Often
Chloe joins in on these 'discipline' sessions because
my baby has a kinky, sadistic streak I can't hope to
match. And Rene can take anything she'll dish out. But
most importantly, Rene's the only Aussie girl Chloe and
I have found so far who's into shit play. She even eats
it. Chloe and I discovered our love for that stuff when
we were younger, drunk, and searching for fucked up
porno on the internet. I know it's a definite acquired
taste, but we still haven't been able to find many
girls into it, and none since we moved here. (Yes, we
are taking applicants, but you've gotta be female and
around our age).
None with the exception of Rene of course. Thinking
about taking a dump on that gorgeous milky white skin
was making me ready to burst. Normally I'd be talking
more, abusing Rene, telling her that damn right she
should be thanking me for making her feel so good, and
so on…but we both knew how that shit worked, and what
good is a slave girl if the bitch won't get you off?
I withdrew from the kiss, but couldn't take my hands
off her breasts, not yet. We looked at each other,
panting, flushed, squeezing our legs together. I
finally managed to let go and take a step back
completely. She looked so slutty, still almost glued to
the wall from the intensity of my attack, her close-
cropped hair all messed up, her thighs squeezing
together, trying to release some of the tension in her
snatch.
Stepping back up to her, I entwined one hand in her
short black and pink curls, and promptly slapped her
with the other, in the face, hard. She only moaned, I
knew she felt most of the force of the blow in her
pussy. "Get down on yr knees, you fucking whore, and
suck me." I stepped back again, took a few steps away
and turned so my back was now to the wall. She visibly
regained control and followed me, remembering at the
last minute to gasp out a "Yes, mistress... thank you,
mistress," as she sank to her knees and rubbed her face
all over my crotch, breathing in the stink of my pussy
through my jeans. I leaned back against the wall and
placed my hands behind my head, sighing, sitting back
to enjoy the show.
She undid my belt and unzipped my jeans, giving me a
dirty little smile as she came across the cock hidden
in there. It's nine inches, not like she wouldn't have
known even just by looking at my jeans that I was
wearing it, but hey, we both knew it was all about
playing the game. Taking the cock out and stroking it
as if it was real, she looked me in the eye and said in
her best dirty school girl voice "thank you for letting
me suck you off mistress", before wrapping her lips
around the thick black latex and proceeding to suck me
off with an intensity I hadn't often seen outside
pornos.
I love making sluts suck my dick as if it was real. I
get no physical pleasure from it, but that's the
point... I get off on the fact that the bitch will get
down on her knees and do something that for all intents
and purposes is pointless, except as an act of
submission. The effect it has on me is indescribable. I
also just like seeing how good a girl is at giving
head. Rene has to be a fucking expert. She was doing
all the tricks, sucking the head, running her tongue
around in circles, jacking the shaft up and down and
following it with her mouth, cupping the latex balls,
even deep-throating and making herself gag.
I took my shirt off and slipped out of my bra, my tits
needed some attention too. So there I was, playing with
my boobies, pinching my nipples, while this hot 18 year
old in that wildly sexy outfit sucked my cock like a
pro. I could, I wanted to, do this for hours. I wanted
her jaw to get sore, knowing that she'd keep sucking
because she'd do anything, even smear herself with
horse shit (yeah, we made her do it, it stank but god
it was hot) and masturbate in front of a video camera,
to please me. But I didn't want to disrupt the flow of
this fuck. I needed to take back the initiative.
Her finger was probing at the entrance to my butt. She
looked up with questioning eyes, asking 'may I,
mistress?' I pretended to consider it, consider whether
I thought she deserved the pleasure of fingering my
ass. Finally, I gave the impression of relenting and
nodded, and she worked her finger up there.
I'm no stranger to anal, and know what to do with what
muscles, so it took no effort. Pretty soon I was being
penetrated while I watched the cock disappear in and
out of her mouth, stretching her red lips. She was
really going about it with gusto, great streams of
saliva were dripping everywhere, stretching all the way
down from where her lips met my cock to her breasts,
now wet with drool. Lovely.
But as I said, I needed to take back the initiative
here. Grabbing that fucking stupid little tie, I pulled
it upwards, choking her, almost lifting her off the
ground.
To her credit, Rene kept the finger up my butt and her
mouth in place on my thick nine inches of latex. I
waited until I heard her start to choke in earnest,
making those 'unk, unk' sounds, before I hissed out,
"If that finger doesn't stay up my ass, you little
whore, I'm going to fucking make you bleed, you get
me." She nodded vigorously and 'unked'. And so I
relented, letting some slack go so she could
comfortably keep kneeling without breaking her neck or
choking to death, but still, it must have been at least
slightly uncomfortable for her.
Placing one hand on her head, I then began to start
fucking her mouth brutally, driving the cock all the
way down her throat, bouncing her lips off my latex
balls. She stayed firmly gripped with her finger up my
asshole, the other hand holding on to my buttcheek,
digging her nails in.
I kept her mouth-rape up until it became uncomfortable
for me. God knows how poor Rene must have been feeling,
but that's the point of my slave girl. Besides, she
loved it. That much became obvious. I ceased my assault
on her mouth, dropped the tie, backed off, and placing
my hand on hers, indicated that she could remove it
from my butt. Well trained, Rene kneeled back on her
haunches, thrust her chest out to show me her cleavage
and neck, covered in my saliva, and then held up her
hand to show me her finger, covered in my ass juice.
Presenting herself for me, she looked so fucking hot. I
put my converse clad foot on her forehead, nodded to
the finger, said "clean it", then pushed gently but
firmly, knocking her back on her feet... she put the
finger in her mouth and sucked it clean, showing me the
results. She deserved a reward for being so good. I put
the same foot up under her skirt, and placed it against
her cunt. No panties, of course. Why am I not
surprised? Slut.
"You can cum, slut." It was like opening the
floodgates, her whole body was already tensed, ready to
hump her clit and cuntlips against my shoe. I don't
think it even took a second of firm pressure from my
foot and her wildly thrusting hips, ass bouncing off
the ground before she came. She started to say "thank
you mistress," again but it came out more like,
"thaUGHFUCK!"
I reflected not for the first time that her neighbours
must hate her. She screams so loud when she cums, and
it's not like she's fucking getting it five nights a
week from various people. I would reprimand her for not
thanking her mistress properly, but the scene was so
fucking erotic, I forgot. Next time. I'll make her
bleed.
But now I needed mine. I didn't give her time to
recover, I pulled her to her feet, and pushed her
upright. "Strip, everything but the shirt and
stockings, now." She didn't need to be told twice. The
boots almost flew out the window, and the skirt
followed. I pointed to the back of the couch: "bend
over." She complied, presenting her lovely firm ass to
me. I had to slap it. How could I not? I bet you
would've done the same.
*SMACK! SMACK!*
She yelped a little, but that just made me hotter. I
ran my hands over that juicy butt, feeling the tension
waiting to be released. She knew she was gonna get
fucked, she knew it was gonna be rough and furious, and
she couldn't wait. Well, I couldn't disappoint, could
I? I guided my cock to the entrance to her cunt.
Oh, fuck, this story sums up Rene perfectly. When she
was moving out of home, she went shopping for this
couch with one of her 'boyfriends' (ie fuckbuddies),
and they kinda 'measured' it up so he could fuck her
from behind bent over it. See what I mean? She's a
slut! Now you know why I love fucking her.
So, anyway...I placed just the cockhead inside her
sopping wet cunt, and held there for at least 15
seconds. That was all she could last before she started
to beg. "PLEASE MISTRESS! PLEASE FUCK ME! I'M A DIRTY
SLUT, I NEED COCK! PLEASE FUCK ME WITH YOUR BIG COCK!
PLEASE MISTRESS! I NEED YOUR BIG COCK, I'M SUCH A SLUT
I'LL DIE IF I DON'T GET DICK EVERY DAY, FUCK ME
PLEASE!."
How can I resist a plea like that. She screamed even
louder than her orgasm when I finally, slowly,
penetrated her, all the way to the hilt. We both held
like that for a few seconds. My legs were shaking, and
Rene was panting and whimpering. She'd just cum again
from being penetrated.
Holy shit, so had I! No wonder my legs were shaking.
But I wasn't after her cunt anyway. A few deep, slow
thrusts and I had a liberal coating of Rene's thick,
slimy cunt cream on my fake cock. I withdrew from her
cunt. Amazing that a girl that takes so much dick is so
tight, her cunt didn't want to give it up.
Rene gasped, from the empty feeling, and probably
because she knew exactly what was coming next. I placed
my hands on her exposed butt. She was trembling. Even
for an experienced ho, nine by two inches is a lot. I
used my thumb to spread the creamy white cheeks and
expose her hole. She was already trying to relax it, I
could see it pulsing as it worked the muscles.
I hocked one up and spat on her but, then used the cock
head to work it in. Placing the cock head just inside
her anus, for good measure I hocked up another one and
spat at her, landing the gob of phlegm in the dark hair
on the back of her head. She moaned. She was beyond
talking now. She wasn't thanking her mistress for
anything anymore. I took note of that, I'd do something
about it before I left. But now, I slowly started
easing my fake cock into her asshole. Butt-fucking Rene
is always a pleasure.
If I'm no stranger to Anal, she's like it's long term
partner. Her butt practically sucked me back in, as if
her body was eager to have me back inside her after
losing me from her cunt. She grunted a little, but she
was used to it. She told me once that most of the time
when she masturbates with a vibrator, she does more
anal stuff than anything else. I believed it, she took
that cock way too easy. But I wasn't complaining, we
quickly set up a fucking motion, her ass rising up off
the couch to meet my thrusts, every time my hips met
the back of her thighs, the clit stimulator of my cock
did it's work.
We got rougher, faster, you know how it goes. Sweat
dripping, panting, grunting, moaning. We were beyond
words now, both headed for huge orgasms, I could feel
it, see it in Rene's body, almost pinpoint when exactly
it was going to hit. Oh god, I was holding mine back
now, I wanted to cum at the same time as her, oh shit,
I can see it building, oh shit, oh, fuck, oh yeah, here
it cums...
I think our combined wails measured on the Richter-
scale. When I fully regained my composure I was leaning
against her back, my tits squashed flat against the
vinyl shirt. It took me a second to sort myself out.
Naked, fake dick in Rene's butt. Where're my jeans? I
don't even remember them coming off, must've been when
she was giving me head.
Oh, no, they were still around my ankles. I struggled
out of them, and gently withdrew my cock from Rene's
ass, letting it slap against her thigh, and resumed
leaning my weight against her back. My hands slipped
underneath and cuddled her, idly playing with her
boobies through the vinyl.
We stayed like that until our breathing settled and
synchronized. Eventually, I managed to lift myself off
her, slide over the couch and land next to her face.
She leaned over, still flushed and panting, still with
my loogie stuck in her hair, still bent over the couch,
and deep throated my cock in one swift motion, cleaning
it of her ass juices with her tongue.
When she was done she managed to flop over onto my side
of the couch. I struggled out of my harness, threw it
in the general direction of my jeans and shirt, and
grabbing her by the scruff of the neck, guided her head
to my pussy. We didn't need words, she knew what I
wanted. She climbed over me and onto her knees in front
of me. I spread my legs, put them on the coffee table,
almost dislodging Mel's records. I placed my hands on
the side of her head and guided her face to my cunt.
She wasn't as frenzied anymore. After that last orgasm
I don't think we were capable of it. But still, her
mouth and especially her pierced tongue did the job,
and after a few minutes of leisurely but insistent
head, I sprayed cum all over her cheeks. She leaned
back and smiled at me, wiping her lips, and said, again
"thank you mistress."
I remembered that she hadn't been so polite before. I
teased her face with my shoe, she began to lick it when
it came in range of her mouth. Yeah, she was submissive
alright, but still, the bitch needed to be reminded who
was in charge. We'd both get off on it.
"You weren't so polite before, were you?"
She stopped licking and assumed an appropriately
contrite expression and little girl voice; "Yes,
mistress, I'm sorry mistress."
"You know that's not good enough, don't you?"
"Yes mistress, I'll deserve whatever you give me
mistress."
I had took in the site. I'm glad I made her leave that
shirt on. It was slightly stained with her saliva and
my cum, and her chest and cleavage and the curve of her
tits were just fucking dripping with it. "Number one,
you don't clean that mess up. Not 'til tomorrow."
"Yes mistress," she replied right away, even though we
both knew that loogie in her hair would be a bitch to
get out after it'd dried out overnight.
I stood up "secondly, follow me." She did, we went into
her bedroom. I needed to piss. I always do after sex. I
wanted to piss on her bed and make her sleep in it, but
that was probably too much. If she felt like I did she
probably wanted to snuggled down under the covers, and
get a nice relaxing sleep while basking in the
afterglow. Chloe on the other hand would probably do
it.
The thought of my sexy, sadistic baby made me slightly
horny again. I couldn't believe it. I'd love to take it
out on Rene again but Chloe'd be pissed if she didn't
get some tonight - she'd be so horny after she heard
what had happened. So instead I just sat on the edge of
Rene's bed, took what aim I can, and created a huge
urine puddle on the polished floorboards at the foot of
the bed.
"Secondly, you'll lick that up... and I - and Chloe -
will see you on Sunday afternoon for discipline."
Rene's face lit up at that, and she squealed "thank you
mistress! Thank you, Ambs honey!" and hugged me. I just
smiled and pointed at the puddle of my piss on the
floor. She dropped to the ground and began licking
straight away. She was still at it as I made my way out
into the living room, grabbed my clothes and my dick,
and let myself out the door.
END
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