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John got up every morning at 5:30 to run. He never drank soda; he kept sugar out of his diet and he would eat his vegetables raw whenever he had the chance. He wasn’t a health nut really; he just wanted to care for his body and make it last. He was 5 ft 10 wearing shoes and 165 lbs. At 36 years of age he still looked in his upper 20’s. John’s life was mundane. He had a house, wife, 2 kids and an addiction he really couldn’t hide.
The Internet was always fun and even when it wasn’t it was better than his life. John loved his wife, at least he thought so and his kids but Chat rooms and forums really made his day. Other people seemed to lead better lives and even if they didn’t, they faked better lives. John loved to talk and post and look at others lives through their pictures. Sometimes, when no one was home, he would cyber. He would talk to women, he even tried it with a man once but he really couldn’t so he closed the window quickly and didn’t go back to that chat room for days.
John loved women, the way they talked, the way they giggled. Even the way they seemed to write was so different. His cybering skills weren’t legend but women were always glad to see him back in the chat room. John wasn’t pushy, he was sweet. He could be flattering but sincere. He loved to make a woman laugh.
That’s what John was doing today. With the wife and kiddies out he was chatting with a woman. Making her laugh with silly jokes and paying attention to her.
“I like you John.” She typed “Would you really eat the banana right out of me?”
John could be inventive in cyber because you never had to really do it. But looking at this lady’s profile pic eating the banana would be fun.
“Laura, once I got that banana out, I’d have to work on those nipples of yours and fill the hole so that evil banana couldn’t get back in.” he typed back.
“Hmm, I might let you do that, if you’re a good boy. Is that really your pic?” she typed again.
“Yeah, that’s me :D ” John responded with a smile.
“You look good hun. Real good for 36.” Laura typed.
John heard the front door open and quickly he minimized the screen and when he heard his wife he closed it.
“Hey,” she said, “still at that PC?”
“I was getting updates done.” He lied.
“Well the kids are at my mom’s I’m off to take a nap.” His wife kissed his cheek.
“OK hun.” John heard her go up the steps and he reconnected to the chat server.
‘Whew, that was close’ he thought. He perused the rooms to find where he was or maybe a different one when he got an IM. It was Laura.
“What the hell?” she asked.
“Sorry, complications here.” He replied.
“Really? Wife come in, did she?”
“Was a close one.” He admitted to her.
“You married guys, god, grow a pair and just tell ‘em you’re cyber fucking.”
“OH YEAH, that would work.” John typed
“LoL” Laura typed back. “Any days she’ll be gone for most of it? I can clear my schedule and we could have some real fun.”
John could not believe what he just read, a woman wanted to plan a chat date. “In a few days she has to go out of town, I could get the kids to Grandma’s” he typed quickly.
“mmm, sounds good hun. I’ll talk to you tomorrow and we can Iron out details. Bye for now.” Laura signed off.
‘Oh my God’ John thought I got a cyber date. Looking at the clock he decided to get some dinner going.
Sunday came and John stayed logged in, hoping Laura would make an appearance.
It wasn’t till 3pm she finally showed up in the lobby.
“Hi Laura” John IM’d her after a few minutes of letting her get settled in the room.
“Well hey sweetie. Did you wait all day?” Laura teased
“Nah, just since 7am LoL” John sent back.
“So when will she be gone.”
“She goes out of town tomorrow afternoon and I can have the kids to Grandma’s and be back by 6.” John wrote back
“Wow, I can tell you’re really excited hun. Is this getting you horny? LOL when will she be back?” Laura asked.
“The next day. We could go all night Lady.”
“Mmm, I’m looking forward to it.” She responded.
“Do you maybe want to play now?” John hoped.
“Let’s save it sweetie, for tomorrow.” Laura said
“OK, I’ll see you then 6 o’clock”
“You bet, later hun” and Laura signed off.
Monday came and John had the kids off to grandma’s. The PC was on and ready. He wore his most comfortable baggy sweats. He smiled with anticipation of what was to come. And the door bell rang.
“Aarrgh” he growled and then answered it. “Yes”
There stood a tall, thick bodied blonde with shoulder length hair and a long, open, red leather trench coat with jeans.
“Hi John.” She said like she knew him. “Are you going to ask me in?
John was confused and looked it. “Do I know you?”
She gave a broad smile. “I would hope so, I’m Laura.”
It took a second to sink in but John finally made the connection. “W, why are you here?”
Laura had enough of standing on the porch and pushed past the shorter man, and then standing in his living room began to remove her coat. “I’m here to play John.” She said matter of factly. “We were going to play tonight.”
“How did you find me?” His face was still in surprise.
“John” she began to explain. “Amazingly enough, we live in the same town and when I saw your profile pic I said to myself ‘I know THAT guy’” Laura smiled “and I do. I see you at the grocery store all the time. Now it took a little work but your face is also in the Chamber of Commerce photo and when I found that I had a name, then an address.” Laura looked very pleased describing her detective work.
John closed the door and looked sideways at her, trying to understand her angle. “So you’re going to black mail me or something”
Laura’s smile turned into a frown “No, I just came to play and get a bit of that tasty body. You are not being very hospitable Johnny.” She scolded.
“I...I’m sorry.” He stammered “I never thought I’d see you here. I thought we were going to…” He indicated the PC in the corner “You know.”
Laura smiled and slowly began walking toward him. “But don’t you get tired of that thing. Just talking about what you would do. Baby, I am right here” she said with arms spread. She stepped closer. “No screens between us now.” She grabbed the back of his head and kissed him hard, pressing her big boobs into him.
John’s mind was racing ‘Oh my God, Jill will kill me’ he thought. But he could feel Laura’s hard nipples press into his chest. ‘God she’s like a Valkyrie’ his eyes had to look up to her. Suddenly Laura broke the kiss.
“Come on Johnny, I don’t have all night.” And she began unbuttoning her shirt while John stood there watching. When she whipped it off John could see the fullness of her breasts spilling out of a too tight bra. He had seen them in her profile but now, now they were in his living room. Laura unbuttoned the faded blue jeans and pushed them slowly down her wide hips to reveal no panties.
John swallowed. ‘Maybe it was a trap. Maybe his wife knew about his cybering.” He looked and in the bare spot of her groin on the left side of the racing stripe that was her pussy hair there was a deep red heart shaped tattoo. ‘Oh my god, it is Laura’ he knew now. He had seen it in her profile pic.
Laura pulled his unresisting body to hers and she kissed him again, running her hands up and down his sides. John slowly started to respond. “Do you know what I want to do?” she said face to face with him.
John just shook his head.
“I brought a banana” Laura smiled wickedly. “Let’s play get the banana” She pulled john along and sat at the edge of his couch cushion and spread her legs wide. John stared as she splayed open her pussy lips and reaching for her coat pulled a slightly green banana from its pocket. Slowly she peeled it. “Get down and look, silly” she told him “Watching it go in might be as good as getting it out.”
John kneeled down, his eyes now level with her moist opening and slowly she pushed the peeled banana into her pussy. Bit by bit it entered her till just the tip poked out and then she popped that in too. Leaning forward she reached for his head and yanked him down to her crotch “Get the banana Johnny.” And she held him to her pussy. John put his tongue out and slithered it up into her hot hole. He probed with it and found the edge of the banana.
“Get it baby.”Laura encouraged, up on one elbow and her other hand still at the back of his head. “Get the banana out.”
John had his tongue as deep as it could go and all he could do was touch the banana with it, how could he get it out.
“Suck it Johnny, suck my pussy” Laura yelled.
John planted his lips firmly over her entire twat and he began to suck. He sucked hard pulling his cheeks in, pulsating the pressure. Suck, release, suck, release, and finally he sucked as hard as he could. He could feel the tip of the banana with his teeth, carefully he got hold of it, trying to not bit it through, and he pulled more of it out.
Laura smiled, she could feel his progress. “Eat it baby! Come on Johnny, eat the banana.” And he did. As he pulled more and more out he took it into his mouth and chewed the pussy juice drenched fruit. He ate it all from her slot, until it was gone.
Laura looked down at John between her legs. “That was good baby but you know you’re not done.”
“Oh?” John looked at her.
“I didn’t come yet Johnny, get back in there.” She didn’t need to hold his head this time, John dove in and she laid back and purred under his mouth work.
John slide two fingers inside her while sucking gently on her clit. The thought that he was cheating on his wife crossed his mind but it also just kept on walking. He licked her juices from his fingers and put them right back in, while Laura would moan and give him direction.
Mmmmm, she purred loudly after the last come and sat up. “Come here baby” and with one hand she freed a tit from her bra and the other guided him in to suckle her nipple. “Good boy.” She smiled and reaching down she got her hand in his baggy sweat pants and found a raging hard on. ‘Not too big but not too small’ she thought to herself and began to slowly fist his cock, occasionally squeezing it hard just to see that he was paying attention. John in the meantime was in tittie heaven. He had pushed his face between them and was licking her cleavage and around her big melons.
“You like that don’t’ you Johnny.” She held his head again. He just nodded with tit in his mouth. “Finger my pussy Johnny and we can cum together.” She said.
Now he left her breast, “Can’t I fuck you?” he sounded so disappointed.
“Not this time sweetie.” She spit in her palm and went back into his sweats. “This is punishment for not being ready for me. Besides, a hand job was all you were planning on anyway.” She laughed.
He couldn’t argue with her and her hand felt so much better than his own. He pushed two fingers in her slit and curled them up to rub her g spot. He actually knew where it was and he could tell when he found it. Laura threw her head back and moaned loud, almost growled. She wasn’t there yet but she was close. John’s own orgasm was building and when she started talking dirty it all accelerated.
“You’re gonna cum for me aren’t you Johnny. We’re gonna fill those sweats with Jizz huh baby? Tell me you love it boy.”
“God yes, jerk me off Laura. Oh god.”
“Say please Baby.” Laura grinned, knowing she had control.
“Please make me cum Laura.”
“As soon as I cum Johnny, so do you. Now faster baby faster.” She encouraged him.
John’s fingers were a blur as they pistoned inside her, trying desperately to make her cum. He could feel it, her walls were closing in, her pussy was clenching his fingers.
“Please cum” he begged.
Laura screamed, filling the house and she shuddered. John watched in wonder as she got off.
She smiled at him as her cum subsided and she fisted his cock faster. “Almost there, almost there.” She coxed him. Until finally he blew it all. His dick shot its wad right into his sweat pants and Laura kept milking. “Good boy, good boy” She kept saying.
John had pulled his sweats off and now sat on the floor. Laura reached for her shirt and slipped it on.
“You don’t have to go.” John watched her put her clothes back on.
Laura smiled down at him. “That was enough for me hun. I got other things to do. Hand me my pants Johnny.”
He passed them up to her. “No one calls me that, ‘Johnny’.” He pointed out.
She smiled down at him as she zipped up. “I’ll be the only one then huh?” Laura found her coat. “Come give me a kiss goodbye hun.”
John stood up “Are we going to do this again?” he asked hopefully.
She put her arms over his shoulders as he was shorter. “I don’t know. Do you want to?” she teased.
“Yes please.” He smiled like a little boy.
“Well next time, you will be more prepared for me won’t you?” she looked down her nose at him.
“Oh yes, I’ll be ready.” He promised
Laura patted his cheek and then kissed him. “Good boy” then walked to the door. “See ya, Johnny.”
John looked around the room. This was reality. ‘I just had sex with a virtual stranger in my house’ he smiled wide.
The next day, Tuesday, John logged into the chat server the moment he got home, waiting for anything. Laura never showed. ‘Dammit’ he said under his breath. But he went to bed and snuggled to his wife who was already sound asleep. Wednesday went the same way. It was usually his big chat day since the wife and kids went to church but he just sat there monitoring, hoping the thick Viking looking woman would show. On Thursday he started to wonder if it had truly happened. John got up for a glass of wine. He only had a small glass a day, for digestive health but he filled the goblet this time. He sat and drank a big gulp and her IM popped up on the screen.
“Hi Johnny” it said.
“HI, I missed you” he typed frantically “been busy?” he fished for an explanation.
“I was actually out of town for a few days.” Laura replied.
“Oh” John smiled on his end; it wasn’t something he did then. “I hope it wasn’t something bad.”
“No, just some business, hun.” She typed. “So you missed me, huh?”
“Yeah, I wanted to talk about Monday night.” He typed.
“Oh, are you regretting it?” she asked.
“No, god no. I loved it.” He put in quickly.
“So what’s wrong?”
“I want to do it again.” John typed.
“LoL I told you we would. God, you’re so eager.” She put up.
“Sorry” he quickly typed ‘god I’m looking like a horn dog’ he thought.
“It’s ok hun. It’s flattering.” She soothed him. “I’m free Saturday if your wife will be gone again.” She offered.
“She won’t be gone. Couldn’t we go to your place?” John asked.
“NO” was all she replied.
John didn’t feel it was fair. She knew where he lived and who he was; he still didn’t know who she truly was. He couldn’t place her.
“How about a motel?” he offered. “Out by the highway.”
“That works but does your wife see the credit card statement?” Laura cautioned him “You give me cash, I’ll get the room.”
“OK, Saturday. What time?” John was excited by the prospect of sex again with Laura.
“Noon, but I have a condition.” Laura typed.
“What?” John was a little leery but curious.
“I get you till at least 8 o’clock. Can you handle 8 hours of me, Johnny?” she challenged.
John smiled on his end. ‘8 hours wouldn’t be enough’ he thought. “It’s a deal.”
“See you then hun.” And Laura logged off.
John had to wait 2 days. He had sex with his wife Friday night and it was hot…because he was thinking of Laura. But Saturday finally rolled around.
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It was noon and he was standing in the parking lot next to his car. ‘She never gave a room number’ He had a feeling this was bullshit.
Suddenly a green Jeep Wrangler pulled up next to him and the passenger door flew open.
“Get In.” Laura commanded.
John climbed in and she speed through the parking lot, going all the way to the back of the motel.
She looked over at him. “I need 60 bucks for the room Johnny.” She reminded.
“Oh yeah,” he reached for his wallet and handed her the cash.
“Now, remember our deal, I get you till 8 o’clock.”
“Absolutely.” He smiled at her.
“Then give me your cell phone.” Laura held out her hand.
John was about to protest.
“No distractions Johnny, Just you and me.”
John couldn’t argue with that and handed it over. Laura tossed it in the center console and closed the lid.
“OK, baby lets go.”
Inside the room, Laura locked the door, cranked the heat up and made sure the curtains were closed. She tossed her leather coat to a chair and had a small overnight bag. John had nothing, just a few condoms in his pocket. She turned and looked at him.
“Come here baby, let’s get those pants off” she smiled at him.
‘God, she so aggressive’ John thought, ‘I love it’ and he moved to her.
Laura undid the button of his jeans and then kissed him. She shoved her hands down the back of his pants and squeezed his hard ass.
“I love this butt Johnny. I can tell you’re a runner.” She shoved his pants down. “You know what I want?” she smiled at him.
“Did you bring another banana?” John smiled back.
She threw her head back and laughed heartily. “I should have but no. Get that underwear off and get on that bed.”
“Yes Ma’am” John responded and yanked his sweatshirt off and then his whitey tighties and lay in the middle of the bed.
Laura started to remove her shirt, opening it up to that same undersized bra. “Don’t you dare look away Johnny.” She smiled. Then she pushed her jeans to the floor and rolled her panties down. “Do you like pussy Johnny?” she teased again putting a leg on the bed so he could see her glistening slit.
“Yes I do” he responded, his eyes glued to her pussy.
“You said ‘Yes Ma’am’ before. Say that for me Johnny.
“Yes Ma’am. I love pussy.” He responded.
“Do you love MY pussy, Johnny?” she thrust her hips and wiggled it in his view.
“Oh yes Ma’am”
“Good boy” and she climbed up on top of him thrusting her bottom and opening slit to his face. “Show me you love it Johnny.”
John started to reach for her ass and bring his face to her.
“No, no don’t touch. Just mouth baby.” And Laura used her legs to pin John’s outstretched arms to the bed. And slowly let her pussy fall to his face.
John began to lap it, it was millimeters from his lips and he ran his tongue up and down her wet slit. His nose was buried in her asshole. Laura settled in, wiggling her bottom to taunt him more. John licked it and inside it, shoving his tongue as far as he could. Laura teased his hard cock by taking off her bra and letting her tits sway and rub against it, not too much pressure, just a tease.
John was loving the taste of this Viking goddess and it was killing him not to have his hands. He wanted to hold her round ass, to squeeze it, to rub it. He could feel her soft tits rub around his cockhead. It was driving him insane.
“Please Ma’am, suck on my cock.” He mumbled from under her.
“OH Johnny, I love how you said please.” Laura spun around on him. His cock now rubbed her pussy lips but she didn’t let him enter. She hotly kissed his lips, thrusting her tongue into his mouth and holding his face in her hands. She held that kiss and tongue danced with him till they were both gasping for breath.
“Baby, you do everything I ask and I will suck that cock all the way down, deal?” she looked at him wickedly.
John was in a daze, no woman had ever sexed him up like this. “Yes Ma’am”, was all he could say.
“Good boy.” Laura smiled at him and climbed off and went for her overnight bag. “Come here baby.” She said with her ass to him looking in the bag.
John got up and went to her, wondering what was next but sure he was going to love it.
Laura turned around and slapped cuffs on one wrist and quickly grabbing the other cuffed them both. “Mmm, now you’re mine, baby.”
“HEY, What the…” he began.
But Laura put a finger to his lips “You promised Johnny.” She smiled at him. “You’ll love it I swear.” She took him over to the bathroom door and tossed a flat hook over it and closed the door. Then being taller she easily put the chain of the cuffs over the hook, leaving John hanging helpless with his feet barely on the ground. John was getting worried but the big blonde rubbed up behind him pressing him onto the door and then nibbling on his ear. “Don’t worry Johnny” she whispered in his ear. “I won’t hurt this body. Trust me baby.”
John didn’t know what to think. He was a little scared but his dick was rock hard. She was taking total control but always soothing his fears. Something in his mind screamed ‘NO’ but his body said ‘YES’.
She had left him for a few minutes. He could see her across the room getting into her overnight bag. He thought he should say something.
“Laura, Ma’am, I’m a little scared.” He admitted.
She was sauntering over to him with some things in her hands. “I know Johnny. That’s part of the fun, not knowing. She put things down on the sink counter next to him. She grabbed his hair, pulled his head back and lightly bit his ear. John cried out more from surprise and fear than pain. She whispered again. “You’ll leave here whole Johnny. I promise baby.”
In a normal voice she spoke to him and was doing something that John couldn’t see.
“I want you to call me Mistress.” Her hand was gripping his butt cheek, squeezing it, massaging it. “Can you do that baby?”
John was familiar with Femdom stories. He didn’t like how they usually ended up though.
“OK, Mistress, I’m still scared.”
“Tsk, Johnny, I gave you my word.” She pressed a lube covered finger over his tight asshole.
“Aaaaahhhh.” John was very afraid. Nothing had ever entered his asshole.
Laura could see this was going to be difficult. ‘The poor bunny was just too scared’ she slowed down and rubbed her big boobs into his back.
“Johnny, sweetie, this is what I like to do and I’m good at it.” She explained and then nibbled his ear. “Baby you gotta trust me.” She kissed his neck very sensually. She wrapped her arms around him, her hand feeling his heartbeat. “I love your body and I won’t hurt it. I already promised.” Gently she stroked his chest. “Are you there, baby?”
John let it all sink in. Her words were soothing. “It’s…its just I’ve never done this before. I have read about it.” He said still with fear.
“Ah, well there you go, Johnny. Don’t believe everything you read.” Her hands were wandering his body now, stroking him, soothing the scared bunny. “Have I not been good to you so far Johnny?” she asked in a sweet voice.
“Yes” he answered.
“Yes Mistress, baby” she gently corrected him.
“Yes Mistress” he said.
“This is why I wanted 8 hours Johnny, to slowly introduce you to this. I won’t hurt you baby but I will show you new exciting things.” Laura could feel him calming, his heart rate slowing a bit.
Gently she reached down and cupped his balls. Rubbing them slowly, gently “Don’t I always take care of my good boy?”
“Yes” he answered a little calmer. So she lightly smacked his ass.
“Yes, Mistress” She gently corrected him.
“I’m sorry Mistress.”
“I forgive you my good boy. Now, is your ass virgin?” She again pressed the lubed finger to his tight hole.
“My ass is virgin Mistress” he spoke truly.
“Then I will take care, hun but I will have this ass. Do you understand?”
“I do Mistress.” John responded.
Laura continued to speak softly to him. “I’m putting in a finger now, baby. Do you feel it?”
“Yes, Mistress” John groaned out the words.
“Does it hurt?”
“A little, Mistress.”
“You will stretch, baby. You will grow to love it. You see, men have prostate glands.” She pushed deeper as she explained. “And they like to be rubbed. In time,” she whispered lightly in his ear, “I’ll make you cum from just this.
John couldn’t imagine that but she knew how to turn him on so far.
Laura reached around to grab his cock. It was limp now from his fear but she slowly began to pump it while still working his butthole. John moaned. ‘That’s a good sign’ Laura smiled to herself. “My baby not so scared anymore?” She asked him.
“I’m better Mistress. I love how you touch me.” He added.
“Good boy.” She praised again. “I’m going to give you 2 fingers.” She warned before slipping it between his cheeks.
John breathed in deep. His asshole was tight and he wasn’t sure about the intruding fingers but Laura’s voice and her other touches were worth it.
“Mistress, my arms hurt, please.” He begged.
Laura looked him up and down. He hadn’t been up there long. She frowned “He is a scared bunny after all though” she thought to herself.
“If I let you down, will you try to get away?” She asked him.
“No Mistress, my arms just hurt.” He said.
Laura lifted the cuffs from the door hook, letting the scared bunny down. “Go to the bed” She commanded “Face down, ass up.” A pleased look crossed her face as he did just as told. The scared bunny had learned to obey.
Laura came up behind him and her hand smoothed his back and she slowly put 2 fingers back in his asshole and in this position the fingers went deeper and John groaned.
“I’m very pleased, Johnny. You did just as I told you.” She rubbed his back with one hand as she continued to stretch his ass with the other.
“Thank you Mistress.” He said from the mattress.
“I’m going to put a butt plug in you Johnny. It will help stretch you and vibrate then I will let you eat my pussy. Doesn’t that sound wonderful Baby?”
“Yes Mistress. I love your pussy.” He said with some pleasure. John was responding to the ass play.
“You’re such a good boy.” She praised and patted his bottom before getting the toy.
She lubed it well but the plug was fat and she had to work it slowly as to not hurt her scared bunny but finally it went in.
“MMmmmm mmmm mmmm” John moaned from the vibration. Laura was sure it was right against his sensitive prostate. Then she lay on the bed, his head between her legs.
“Come on baby.” She encouraged. “Come get it.”
TO BE CONTINUED
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Part 3 (its yummy, I swear ;) )
John moved forward, his cuffed hands ready to lift Laura’s ass to bring her cunny to his lips. He stopped himself. “Mistress, may I lift you to my mouth?” he asked.
“Mm, how sweet to ask Johnny but no. no hands baby, show me your determination.”
John got as low as he could go ‘If she would only tilt it upwards’ he thought, but laying flat on the bed with his neck craned fiercely upwards he brought his lips to her pussy and began by licking the outer lips slowly. He thought of a cat lapping its paw to clean and that is what he was determined to do, to lick every inch to clean every part. He would show her his drive and determination. He moved to the other side and kissed her inner thigh before he began on that lip. Softly he pulled it and let it go. Licking it softly and then pulling it again. Then he moved to the center and licked all around her hole, trying hard to not touch her clit yet, to not rush the goal line. His tongue went inside and then she did tilt her hips and he dove in with a smile. Mistress Laura lifted her legs and settled them on his back. She reached down and tousled his hair.
“You’re trying so hard, baby. Don’t stop.” She encouraged.
John looked up at her and they locked gazes and she smiled at him.
“You really want to please me, don’t you, Johnny?” she said.
He kept at his task but nodded as best he could, with wide eyes.
“I’m so glad. It makes it easier for me. I don’t like to punish bad boys.” She looked at him sternly. “But I will if I must.” She softened again “But you’re my good boy aren’t you Johnny?”
John nodded quickly at this.
“You may use your fingers now Johnny, make me cum.” She put simply.
John eagerly moved his lips to her clit and shoved 2 fingers in her hole, slick from his saliva. He began to finger fuck her while gently sucking that sweet button of hers. He moaned sucking her pussy and added a 3rd finger. He pressed his nose into her mound trying to rub her pubic bone, to give her more pleasure. In his heart he WANTED to make her cum. He wanted to make her scream out in joy and know he did that. It would please him to please her. John eased it down to 2 fingers again and curled them upwards, seeking her G spot. He sucked harder now on her clit and tongued it in his mouth. His fingers rubbed that rough patch in her pussy and he could feel her respond. Mistress’s pussy clenched and she moaned loudly. She reached down and grabbed his hair. He sucked all the harder and moved his fingers like pistons because of her response. Her muscles squeezed his fingers hard but he would not stop their penetration of her. Her body shuddered and she ground her pussy to his face and gave a soft cry till she relaxed.
“Stop, stop.” She commanded “Enough. Come up her baby.”
John moved up her body and she guided him beside her in the space between her arm and breast. He could feel how hot her body was and she cuddled him to her.
John tried to lap her nipple and she smacked him lightly on the head.
“No, just relax. Lay her with me. Hhhhmmmmm” she sighed contentedly and closed her eyes.
John could still feel the buzzing plug in his ass but it was good and his rock hard cock lying on her leg. He so wanted release but he was content as well to be so close to her like this. Together they drifted off for a small nap.
Laura woke first and roused her new slave by smacking the end of the butt plug coming out his ass.
It took John a moment to remember where he was and what was happening.
Laura licked his ear lobe. “Are you ready to learn more, Johnny?” She said a little wickedly.
“I am Mistress” John looked down at his rapidly rising cock that had subsided during their rest. “Will you make me cum, Mistress, please?”
Laura shook her head. “At the end my good boy. I promise” she could see the frustration of her poor bunny. It was sweet to her but it would be just as sweet when she made him erupt with just a few touches. Control was so wonderful.
“Go over to the counter and bend over it.” Laura ordered. She began to rummage through her overnight bag and pulled out a strap on harness. She kept her back to John as she stepped into it and synched it tight around her waist and thighs. She had brought a small selection of dongs that attached. She would go with the slim 6 incher, she thought. Her bunny was a virgin and she wanted to teach him the thrill of it and not hurt him.
John waited patiently; he was used to the plug in his ass now and the vibration going on down there. Laura came up behind him and playfully smacked his ass, making him jump just a little.
“Reach back and spread your cheeks for me, Johnny.” She said.
John laid his face on the counter and reached back with both hands and gripping his flesh, pulled his butt open. Laura grabbed the T handle of the plug and slowly pulled it to her. John moaned from the pressure.
“It may hurt a little baby.” His new Mistress warned. “But try to relax and it should come right out.”
John let all his air out and Laura pulled and the plug popped out of his bottom. If she moved quickly while he still gaped, this would be easy. Laura lined up her already greased rubber dick to his butthole and pushed it in halfway before little Johnny even noticed.
“Ohh, Mistress” he cried in surprise.
“It’s ok baby,” She smoothed his back “It’s already in, you already got it Johnny.” Slowly she applied pressure and the dong sank the rest of the way in until her mound pressed into his backside. Gently she ground against him at first but it felt so good she really ground into his ass rubbing her pubis into his butt cheeks.
“You have been a very good boy, Johnny” she said. Slowly she began fucking him, thrusting her hips upward to rub the dong on his prostate. John began to moan and his Mistress smiled.
Laura smacked the side of his ass and then began to fuck in earnest. She pounded into his tight bottom. She looked down at this runner that was now her slave and she rammed his hot tight muscled ass. John moaned and seemed to like it but she wanted him to love it, to crave being fucked by her, that was the goal. She swiveled her hips, grinding on every stroke. She was getting off on this too. The dong pressing back into her mound, the straps running along her pussy lips and then attached in back all gave her a jolt into her sex every time she pumped him. She turned on the oral stimulation.
“Do you like it baby? Do you like me in your ass, Johnny? Tell me it’s good” She grunted.
“I do Mistress, I like it in my ass. I like YOU in my ass.” He said.
“Good boy, now ask for it baby. Be a slut for me”, She growled over his back.
“Fuck me Mistress. Fuck me please.” He begged.
‘He has great instincts.’ She thought as he gave her what she wanted.
“I’m going to let you cum now, baby. With me in your ass.” She laughed a little and then reached around and got a hold of her bunny’s raging cock. Laura gripped it tight and began to pump, ‘it shouldn’t take long’ she thought. In this part of the motel room was floor tile and not carpet, when her slave exploded, he could easily clean up his mess.
At about 15 pumps her bunny began to cry out. “I’m cumming Mistress! I’m cumming!”
She drove the dong as deep as it would go and gave quick jerks of his unloading cock. She could feel the cum flow through the rod in her hand she could feel the throb of his heartbeat, IN HER HAND. At this moment she owned him completely. Everything he was was in her hand. Her bunny shook beneath her, so powerful was his orgasm that his body convulsed and now the aftershocks of that orgasm rattled him. She lay across his back with the dong still in him. Her big tits mashed to him. She just held him, letting him come down on his own. She thought she could hear little sobs that he tried to hide.
“Johnny, are you ok?” She asked.
He caught his breath. “I…I have never felt anything like that…Mistress” he almost forgot the honorific.
She smiled wide above his still bent over body. “You were beautiful my good boy.” She praised him. Slowly she pulled from his ass and stood back. “Drop to your knees, good boy.” She commanded. Slowly her bunny obeyed, his head hung down, his body so spent. “You see that mess you made? You will get something to clean it. Then you will clean yourself and dress, and then we will get something to eat my good boy.”
“Yes Mistress.” He responded still weakly. “Mistress, Thank you.”
Laura smiled wide at that and bent down and kissed his forehead “My good boy” she patted his head and then stepped to the shower.
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MommaAndrea you are a fantastic writer. I cant wait to find out what happens to the scared bunny next.
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It's great. I like the way you describe the details and feel the mood and excitement of Laura and John. Go on please :)
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Thank you so much. I took Brandy bee's advice and tried to put more paragraph breaks in. I hope it helps everyone.
P.S. I should get a royalty now anytime any of you play "Get the Banana" I may copyright that. lol
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YES! It's better to read, well done :)
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Part 4
Laura had taken off the hand cuffs so John could shower and now he was clean and ready for dinner. She patted his butt as they walked to her Jeep. Laura went west down the Highway, away from their town.
“Mistress, aren’t we going to eat?” John questioned.
She looked over at him like he was a silly child. “Johnny, do you really want to eat in a town where someone may notice you and wonder why you are with me?”
He looked to the floor now. The moment she explained it, he felt really stupid for asking the question.
“Also, if people can hear, you will call me Laura and not Mistress. I expect you to use good judgment Johnny.” She looked over at him and her voice got stern “but that “Laura” better be the most respectful “Laura” I have ever heard. Do you understand?”
“Yes Mistress” He said quickly.
They found a Denny’s just off the highway outside of Ashland, populated with old people. It was only 4:15. They got a corner booth so Laura could sit beside John and she slowly rubbed his inner thigh as they looked over the menu.
“I’m gonna have the pork chops and lots of mashed potatoes. You worked up my appetite, baby.” She kissed his cheek. John sat there, looking down and a little nervous.
“What’s wrong, Johnny?” Laura asked truly concerned.
“I…I don’t know how to act. I’m not sure what you want me to do. And I don’t want to make you mad” he glanced around before saying “Mistress”
“Aaahhh, my sweet boy,” Laura said with sympathy. “This is my fault. I didn’t give you any instruction. Ok hun, first just talk to me and be my adorable Johnny that I know you are. Second, just be respectful in anything you say. You can say what you want, just be respectful. And lastly, relax. I won’t take you over my knee in front of all these people, I swear.” She leaned in close to his face and gave a broad grin to him, trying to make him smile. And he did a little.
Laura gave the waitress their order. She got John the chicken Chef salad and a tall unsweetened tea. The only choice he was aloud was the dressing. As they ate Laura asked him questions about his life, his work and his childhood. She knew a few things from the chat room, like he was married and had kids but she wanted to know him further. Finally John got comfortable.
“May I ask if Mistress is married.” John put out there.
“I’m divorced. I have a daughter but she is all grown up and out of the house. My husband got custody of our son” Laura told him.
“Did your husband not like you, m, Laura?” He caught himself as the waitress walked by.
“Ha” Laura gave a sad laugh. “My husband was an ass. He expected me to be something I’m not.”
“So you have always been Dominant, Mistress?” he asked curious.
“No, it wasn’t really that. And I haven’t always been a Domme of course. It’s… well, Johnny I’m a very gregarious person. I’m loud, I’m sociable, I’m outgoing and he wanted this ‘stay at home mom’ to just bake cookies and raise the kids, not me at all, huh Johnny?”
“No, Mistress, not at all.” He responded.
Once they got back to the motel room Laura shoved John against the door the moment it was closed and pounced on him. She locked lips with him and began unbuttoning his clothes. It took just a moment to shake the surprise but John started helping her. He unbuckled his pants and dropped them to the floor and began reaching for her buttons. Laura grabbed his hands and planted them on her round tits.
“You haven’t paid enough attention to these, Johnny” She said, barely breaking the kiss.
She unbuttoned her shirt, opening it for him then worked her own jeans down.
John massaged her big soft boobs within her bra. His eyes stared at her deep cleavage and he slipped his tongue up and down the crevice.
“Mmmm” his Mistress purred and wrapped his head in her arms. “Suck them Johnny.”
John pulled a bra cup down and exposed the light red nipple and covered it with his mouth. Laura held him there in the corner of the door. She wasn’t letting him go anywhere.
She kissed his forehead as he ‘nursed’ at her breast and spreading her legs she ordered his attentions “Rub my pussy, Johnny.” He obeyed and cupped his hand between her legs, his fingers rubbing the lips under her panties and his palm pressing her mound. John’s cock had not been touched but yet it stood out and proud between them. Laura looked to her bag on the little table and the dongs lying next to it.
“Go get that dildo. The fat red one.” She commanded.
John hurried to obey and nearly tripped on his pants around his ankles. Laura couldn’t help but laugh at him.
“Get those off, silly.” Laura pushed her own panties off.
He kicked off his shoes and stepped out of the jeans as quickly as he could and returned to her arms with the toy. She held him again to her tit and instructed him.
“Turn it on, baby and slide it along my lips at first.” John complied. ‘He actually liked being told what to do’ he thought. ‘No mystery in how to please her. She told you’ and he was happy to do it. The toy buzzed in his hand and clumsily he got it between her legs but once it found the crevice of her slit, he just had to run it back and forth. Letting it glide along her wetness.
His Mistress started to purr again. He loved to hear that sound, it meant he was doing well. He took a little initiative and let the tip dip into her opening and then pulling it back up toward her clit and then rubbing down again. She purred and smiled with her eyes closed. “Mmm, my good boy” she said softly, almost a whisper. John kept this up and continued lapping her nipple softly for some time.
“Now put it in slow, baby.” She instructed. John tilted the dong and let it ride down her slit until it slipped into her. It was a thick dong and he pressed slowly as he was told. She gasped just above his ear and it was music to him. Gently he pushed it deeper into his Mistress’ folds until he felt it go no more. He could feel Mistress Laura give a shudder.
“Now slow, baby.” She breathed “Do it slow.”
John’s stared at her face, watching her reactions as he slowly pulled it almost out of her and slowly pressed the fat dong back in. They repeated this and his Mistress encouraged him with her sighs and moans. At times he had to push it harder when her pussy would clamp down but he would force it in and she would gasp.
John released her boob from his mouth and begged a question.
“Mistress?” he said meekly.
“Yes.” Laura opened her eyes and looked at him.
“May we do this with you on your knees, on the bed? I would love to watch it go into your beautiful pussy.”
Laura cocked her head at him “OK” she agreed.
She put John on his knees on the floor at the foot of the bed with dildo still in hand. The she took up position on hands and knees with her bottom sticking out. She looked at her adoring bunny. “Put it in baby.” And John smiled and licked the dong before pushing it back up Laura’s hole. He still moved it slowly and marveled at the movement and give of her folds. John’s wife did not like the lights on and he was not sure if they had ever owned a dildo. But he pushed those thoughts from his mind. He did not want to think about his real life. Laura’s pussy looked delicious to him even filled with the red jelly dong. He put his face to her ass and licked around the dong, tasting her wonderful folds as he continued to gently fuck her with the dong. Laura relaxed and let the sensations flow from her womb to the rest of her body.
John’s tongue was tired after such a long bathing of his Mistress but he still hungered for her and again took initiative by going higher and swabbing his tongue in circles around her puckered asshole.
“Johnny!” She said in surprise. And he suddenly stopped and sat back on his heels with head down, thinking he had upset her.
“Ah, no baby, go on.” She soothed him. “You just surprised me is all, my sweet good boy. Lick my butthole.”
John dived back in with relish and kissed and mouthed her ass while picking up the pace with the dildo. After swabbing all around her tender hole he began to fuck it with his tongue. His Mistress moaned under his touch and he felt so proud for giving her pleasure of his own devising.
“Harder, harder” she commanded under him and John rammed the dong in and out of her while getting his tongue into her butthole. Laura wiggled her ass and laughed as John tried to keep his mouth attached.”Go baby, go.” She encouraged.
John’s hand and forearm was tired but he would not give up with her so close. He ate her ass all the more, WANTING her to cum, hoping for her cum. He dropped his tongue down and lapped above the dong and kissed her taint, letting his nose rub her butthole.
Finally he just pulled the dong out and began eating his Mistress, getting his tongue into her pussy and breathing hard all over her sex. His cock raged and it had never been touched. He just wanted to make her cum. It filled his mind and it was all he wanted. His lust and need was her pleasure. He could feel her push back she was moaning.
“Fingers” She grunted gutturally and quickly John thrust 2 fingers under his lapping tongue rubbing the inside of her hole and now he spoke.
“Please cum Mistress, Please cum Mistress” His plea was urgent and needful. “Please cum for me.” He begged of her.
With a cry she threw her head up, arching her back and her pussy gave a single gush washing his lips in a pungent juice. Then she screamed and let her face and chest fall to the bed. She lay there panting and John just looked at her in awe, amazed at this sexual being.
Slowly Laura rose from the bed, pushing her hair from her face as she leaned on one arm. “ohhhh, oh my good boy.” She smiled at John “Did you do that?”
John blushed a little and smiled with pride. ‘Yes I did.’ He thought. “I loved making you cum Mistress” he admitted. “It was beautiful”
She moved to the edge of the bed and lifted his chin with her fingers. “I’m supposed to be the one giving praise, my sweet boy” and she kissed him on his lips, long and deep.
Then she held his face in her hands. “You” she sighed. “You deserve a reward.”
John liked the sound of that and he smiled up at her.
“Get on the bed” She got up and patted where she was just sitting. John moved quickly to obey and receive his reward. She pushed him backwards and he let himself fall.
“Pull your legs up,” She commanded “hold them to your chest” He had no idea what would happen
“Wider.” She said “good” finally satisfied.
John watched her kneel down on the floor. She looked at him and griped his always hard cock “At the beginning of this,” She began “I promised if you did everything I asked I would suck this cock.” Gently Mistress kissed the head “You have been such a good boy, Johnny” Slowly Laura licked down the side. “You made me cum so hard.” She licked up the other side. “You made me so proud when you took my strap on” she ran her lips along his shaft. “And now you look at me with adoring eyes.” She pushed the head into her mouth, letting him feel her tongue tease his head then taking it back out. “Do you want it?” she teased a last time.
John frantically nodded then said “Please, Mistress”
“You tell me before you cum.” She warned.
“Yes Mistress.” He still nodded.
She sank her lips over his rigid cock. She hummed around it as she took it fully in her mouth. She watched her slave moaning and his head rolling side to side. This would not take long she knew and smiled inside. She let him slide to the back of her mouth and out again then back in, letting her tongue tickle the underside of his dick.
John could feel it building deep in his balls. If it was like last time, he would cry in front of her, it felt so good to finally let it go, to have that release. She moved up and down on him tenderly. He wanted to reach for her and hold her on his rod but knew that would be wrong. He didn’t know what to do with his hands so he squeezed his own chest, rubbed his palms across his own nipples. His breathing got shallower, he felt it coming.
“Mistress!!” he gave his warning and she pulled her mouth off of him and began pounding his cock with her fist. It took a second and he was jetting sperm high into the air, in an amazing arc. His Mistress still pumped him, a grimace on her face as she worked his orgasm for him. The cum landed on him, on his belly and heaving chest. He had never came like this before today. The release had never been so powerful, so long awaited and then so perfect. Mistress had gotten up and retrieved a towel that she tossed at him. He mopped it up and wiped the bed spread down and then voluntarily knelt at her feet.
“Johnny?” she looked down at him but he looked at her toes.
“I’m not sure if this is what I’m supposed to do. You said not to believe everything I read.” He finally looked up at her. “Please tell me this is not a onetime thing.” He was pleading with his eyes. “Tell me you Are my Mistress.” He begged with tears forming in his eyes.
Laura’s face softened “Oh my good boy. I wasn’t planning on a one night stand, baby. You are mine.”
“What about my wife, Mistress?” he asked.
“What about her. Let her have the boring you. I get Johnny.” She told him.
“You don’t mind sharing, Mistress?” he asked concerned.
“What sharing, she has no idea what she has. Besides Johnny, I’m not sure I want 24/7 just yet. We play it by ear, OK baby?”
“Yes Mistress” and he hugged her legs.
Laura laughed. “Johnny, if I fall down, I’m gonna kill you.” But she patted his head.
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lovely erotic sensual and hot. great writing
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Thank you, I will do my best for you, Steve. it's not done ;)
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Momma that was hot. Found it entertaining and stimulating. Hope to read more from you
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More for the guys Andrea, but I like it anyway.
let's have some more!
;D ;D
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Great Story Momma_Andrea. Its good to read stories from different view points, educational & erotic ;D
Thanks for the improved presentation, splitting the story into paragraphs, makes it much easier reading, for me anyway...
I have really enjoyed it. Please post more :)
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Part 5 (lesson 2) ;D
John went home but Laura said she would talk to him in chat. It was just a little past 8pm and the kids were in the living room with the TV blaring and his wife was in the dining room on the phone. He had told her he had to do a business seminar in Cleveland and it seemed no one had missed him. John took himself upstairs and got undressed and laid in bed hugging a pillow on his side. His butthole was a little sore but deep down it felt good. It reminded him it had been real, it wasn’t’ a dream. He now had a Mistress that gave him attention and he adored her back. He thought of everything they had done and how it had made him feel. He loved eating her out and making her cum. It thrilled him. ‘Mistress Laura’ he ran it through his mind ‘God she was beautiful’ He thought, ‘a sexual animal, that took what she wanted and she wanted him’. He smiled wide at that and being exhausted and sexually fulfilled, he fell asleep.
Sunday morning the wife and kids went to church. John said he wasn’t well and stayed at home. He logged into chat the moment they left. Some people where in the lobby but not many, definitely no Laura. He hung around and talked to a few but no cyber. He just didn’t want that. He left Laura a message telling her how wonderful yesterday was and he logged off.
After lunch, his wife took a nap and he took to the internet while the kids watched spongebob. She was there already and his heart started racing.
“Mistress” he quickly typed.
“Johnny, hi sweetie.” She wrote back.
“I slept so well last night. You wore me out, Mistress.” He put honestly.
“You really liked it?” She teased. “I wasn’t sure.”
“You were amazing. I don’t know what to say.” He told her.
“Say you’ll meet me” she put in quickly.
“I’m not sure I could get away with another 8 hours Mistress” he apologized.
“I just need a 2 or 3 Johnny not a whole goddamn day again.” She typed.
“Today?” his butt still hurt but he was hopeful.
“I’m working today hun, Monday?”
“Right after work, a little after 5?” he offered.
“OK, here’s the address” she typed.
John didn’t want to write it down so he read it over and over until it was locked in his brain.
“I can’t wait Mistress Laura.” He wrote.
“Oh but you’ll have to hun. LOL” and she signed off.
John made it to Monday in a half daze, his mind was already with her. He imagined what they would do and tried to think of new things she might show him. He left a message at home about working late and speed across town to get to his “date”.
The street was off of the main drag and was filled with 40’ row houses. All a little run down but not too bad a neighborhood. He found the house number and parked in front and quickly went to the front door. Before he could knock she opened the door.
“Get in here, Johnny.” She said.
Once inside she shut the door and grabbed him by the back of his shirt collar and forcefully escorted him in front of her upstairs, into what must be her bedroom.
“I thought you didn’t want me at your house.” He said, remembering their first rendezvous
“That was then. Things are different now aren’t they my good boy?” and she patted his cheek. “Now strip, baby.” She lay back on the bed propped on her elbows.
John was pulling his shirt and tie off tossing them to a chair and unbuckling his pants.
“Oh,” Laura put in, “if you leave your socks on, I’ll throw you out naked. I hate that.”
John hadn’t planned to but he would remember for the future. Finally he stood naked before her eyes. His hands clasped in front of him. She was inspecting him, eyeing him all over from her perch on the bed.
“Stroke your dick. Make it hard Johnny.” She commanded him.
John felt a bit awkward but did as he was told. “May I see your body Mistress?” he asked for stimulation.
“No, jerk your cock and stop being silly.” She said a little annoyed.
John closed his eyes and thought of her tits that were in his face on Saturday, her ass that covered his nose as he lapped her hot pussy. Slowly his cock rose.
“What are you imagining, Johnny?” She asked.
“You, Mistress” he answered honestly.
She smiled from the bed, “Good boy. Drop to your knees but keep jerking it.”
John went down quickly. He so wanted to obey. Laura kicked off her shoes and scooted into a sitting position. She shoved her sock covered foot right under his balls and pushed them up to his body. Rolling them and playing with them as he stroked his dick.
“What do I look like in your mind Johnny?” She asked in her sultry voice.
“Perfect, Mistress.” He offered.
She kicked up lightly into his balls. “Oh you can be more descriptive than that, baby.”
John winced but got the message “Your round soft breasts Mistress, I see them in front of me. They look so pale against your light blue bra and that rosy nipple almost pink, as you allow me to suck it.”
“Only good boys get to suck it Johnny.” She reminded him “Continue.”
“I think of your long legs, Mistress Laura’s legs are creamy white like her tits. They feel supple and strong” John was beating his meat as he talked of her.
Laura was smiling and gently massaging his balls with her toes and foot. “Try to control yourself Johnny, if you cum I will be very upset. Can you smell me in your Imagination baby?”
“Yes Mistress. My Mistress wears Obsession. I adore Obsession, Mistress. On you it is the smell of sex and passion, Mistress.” John was calling on all the skills he used in chat and he was really liking this. “My Mistress intoxicates me”
“Oh you are being very sweet, Johnny.” She patted his head “Drop your pecker and take my pants off baby.”
John couldn’t wait to comply. His hands unbuttoned her Levis quickly and he began to pull them off with her still sitting in them. Luckily she laughed at his enthusiasm.
Laura spread her legs wide and leaned back. Grabbing his head, she ordered “Satisfy your Mistress.”
John tried to use his hands to move aside her blue panties.
“NO! Hands behind your back. You lick around them.” She yelled.
John lapped along the seam at first as it ran along her flesh then he worked to slide his tongue under the material. He was just getting a taste of her nectar but couldn’t dive into it. Her panties held all her scent though and as he tried to lick her pussy his nose was bathed in her smell ‘God, it’s wonderful’ he thought. John tried grabbing the clothe in his teeth to move it but it would just quickly go back. Finally he planted his mouth over her pussy anyway and began sucking it and running his tongue up and down her slit through her panties. Mistress Laura moaned deeply and then purred and he knew it was right. He sucked on the fabric and the taste filled his mouth. Mistress finally lifted her beautiful ass.
“Take them off, good boy” John smiled and slid them down her thighs. Now he could dive into her sex and bath her sweet pussy to his and hopefully her delight. John greedily plunged his tongue inside her. His nose rubbed her clit and he wished he had a 7 inch tongue to truly explore all that was her. Laura lay back fully and enjoyed his attention.
“Hold my legs up.” She ordered. And she began caressing her nipples and squeezing her tits.
John held her by her lower thighs just below her knees and kept her wide so he had all the access he could get. He sucked gently on her clit and she moaned loud and arched her back
“mmmmmm, my boy” she purred. John began slurping loudly, eating this pussy like ice cream, licking and sucking on everything that was there. Rubbing his lips over her swollen sex.
“May I use fingers, Mistress?” he pleaded, he so wanted her to cum and cum hard.
“Do it.” She put simply.
John took 2 and slid them with his palm up into her drenched hole. He lapped softly at her clit as his fingers slowly began to fuck her. He found her g spot but he lightly hit it with his passing fingers, he wasn’t grinding it out yet. He just slowly fucked her with his digits. His other hand spread the hood of her clit, trying to expose as much as he could and he tried blowing on it. John licked at it as he had been doing and increased the pace of his finger fucking. Mistress Laura began to moan more under his work and he knew it was the right time. His fingers curled and he stayed on her G spot. The tips of those 2 fingers rubbed that nubby area inside of her. Lightly but quickly he moved them back and forth. Laura really arched now. Then she pushed herself upright with her pussy almost hanging over the bed and her feet on either side of him. John’s fingers worked up into her. She looked down on her little slave.
“I’m gonna drench that face, Johnny.” She sneered down at him.
John pumped her pussy and rubbed that spot vigorously with is face right under his hand. If that is what she wanted, he wanted it too. He could feel her walls pull in, squeezing his fingers. He accidently pulled them out and she moaned loudly as they flicked up as they pulled away. Quickly he got them back in and it started. Her cries were loud and he felt the puffiness of her sex. He pulled his fingers out and his face was indeed drenched. Her juice flowed out almost like pee but from her pussy hole and it tasted of clams he thought. Mistress Laura quivered above him through her whole body. John put his mouth back to her slot and kissed and caressed her again till she shoved him away and sat down.
“MMmmm. Good boy.” She praised him and John smiled up at her. His cock was raging between his legs but he waited on her pleasure. Laura composed herself and moved to her dressing table and pulled out her Strap on harness and selected a bigger dong then last time and sat back down in front of him.
“Take my socks off Johnny” she wiggled her feet at him and quickly he yanked them off. Laura wrapped his dick between the 2 arches of her feet “Open your mouth.” She stuffed the dong in his lips as soon as he did.
“Do you remember being fucked, Johnny?” she asked. John nodded. “Did you like it?” again he nodded quickly with excited eyes. She caressed his cheek and chin. “I love it when you are so enthusiastic, you know that?” She smiled at him. “I’ll teach you everything you need to know my sweet boy but until then your excitement for me saves your ass more than you know.”
John wasn’t exactly sure what she meant but he loved to please her and she always excited him.
Laura stood over him and dropped the straps in his lap. “Put it on me, slave.”
John knew that word should be demeaning but it wasn’t, somehow it meant the world to him from her lips. He helped her step into the harness and once around her waist and thighs he tightened it up for her. Laura took the dong from his mouth and attached it to the base and now his Mistress had a cock.
“Bend over the bed, Johnny” She ordered. As he stood and got into position she took lube from her nightstand and greased up her cock. Then she smeared the remnants into his ass. She lined it up but before entering.
“I’m going to take you hard Johnny, not like last time.” John was a little concerned but he was so excited by her. He reached back and spread his butt cheeks, showing his enthusiasm. Laura grinned wickedly and SHOVED it into him. John didn’t cry out but gave a yelp like a puppy. She showed no mercy, she grabbed his hips and began to FUCK him, POUNDING into his newly deflowered ass. John howled now but with his face in the mattress. Mistress savagely fucked, he could feel her groin smash into his ass. It hurt but something was feeling good. She was hitting his prostate on every stroke and if he clenched down, if he squeezed down on her rubber cock ‘It felt sooo good’ he discovered. Soon her little slave was moaning under her.
She gave a warning, “If you leak cum on my bed I WILL beat your ass. Put your hand under your dick head.”
It was just in time too because liquid seeped out. What seemed like pre-cum. Laura pumped his tight muscled ass for some time bringing herself to orgasm once and poor Johnny was milked but never came.
Mistress Laura pulled out of him. “Take this off of me she ordered.” John turned and worked the straps loose till Laura could step out of it. “Bathroom is down the hall, wash it.” He hurried to obey and when he came back Laura was pulling her pants back on.
“Where should I put it Mistress?” he asked a little disappointed they seemed done.
“Toss it in the drawer, Johnny.” He did and returned, putting himself at her feet. She tousled his hair like he was a little boy or a puppy.
“Get your clothes baby and go on home.” She instructed.
John was a little confused. She wasn’t being mean to him, in fact she seemed satisfied. Why were they done? He needed to cum so bad.
He took a risk hoping his enthusiasm saved his ass like she said and asked the question. “May I cum, Mistress?” he asked hopefully.
“Not here, my good boy.” She said evenly. She wasn’t upset. “Remember how you stroked your cock and thought of me my sweet Johnny?”
“Of course Mistress” It was just a little more than an hour ago he thought.
“You will go home and you will think of me and you will jerk off, or you won’t, however it pleases you my good boy.”
John was still confused but she wasn’t angry and that was good. “Of course Mistress,” he went along. “May I have just a kiss before I go Mistress?”
She smiled at his request, “Stand up, good boy”
John stood and she took him in her arms and pressed that full bosom into his chest and kissed him deeply, even slipping her tongue into his mouth. It was a long kiss that left him wanting more but he did ask for it.
“Dream of me, sweet boy.” And she left him to get dressed and went downstairs.
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Part 6 ( all I did was write today ;D)
John drove home went inside and kissed his wife. It wasn’t too late, his rendezvous with Mistress Laura didn’t last that long. He went upstairs to the master bathroom and locked the door. He took off all his clothes, even his socks and sat on the toilet.
‘I did everything she wanted’ he said quietly. ‘I ate her out, I made her cum. I gave her pleasure.’ As John thought of it, he got a little upset but he looked down to also notice his cock was stiffening. Thinking of the sexual acts with Mistress Laura, even though he didn’t get release, still excited him. ‘She said I could jerk off.’ He mumbled. So spitting into his hand he began to rub the head of his dick. He grew harder and the head got red. John closed his eyes and he saw her. Those sexy big tits, her true blonde hair and her long legs were all beckoning to him. In his mind she stood over him, his tongue lapping her as he beat his meat. In his mind she encouraged him, said what a good boy he was. And said ‘please cum for me, Johnny’ and he did. John caught his ejaculate in a wad of toilet paper. His nipples were hard and his breathing rough and the toilet tissue was filled with a big load that he dropped between his legs into the toilet ‘God, what she does to me.’ He thought to himself. ‘But why wouldn’t she let me cum there. I would have jacked off for her, just so she could watch.’
John felt a little cheated but chalked it up to ‘Women, go figure’ and he put on sweats and went down to eat. He got online that night but not chat. He looked up FemDom stories and hated all the ones he read. None of them were Mistress Laura, she wasn’t like that. They were all mean. Mistress Laura cared for him. He was her good boy and she called him Johnny and she kissed him. Next time he would beg to jack off for her, to show how he adored her, she would let him then.
The next day John went grocery shopping with his wife. He didn’t like it but if he wanted fresh fruit and raw vegetables it was something he had to do. They wandered up to the service desk because his wife couldn’t find white kidney beans. The manager at the desk turned when Jill said, “excuse me, Miss.”
And beautiful blonde haired Laura stood there. John was in shock for a moment. ‘She had said she saw me at the store all the time’ he remembered. John came back to the present.
“They are also called cannellini beans Ma’am” Laura was explaining. “You will find them in isle 9.
“Oh” his wife simply said, she wasn’t much for pleasantries with people she thought were beneath her.
“Thank you very much, Laura” John sincerely said.
“You’re welcome.” And Laura smiled at him. John and his wife walked away.
“How did you know her name?” Jill asked, shrewishly.
“Mm, Name tag.” John waved fingers across his right pocket.
“Oh” Jill said simply.
That night John did get online. He so wanted to talk to her. His Viking Goddess was a manager at his grocery store. How did he NOT notice her?
She never appeared but John sent her a message anyway and she immediately answered.
“What Johnny?” the screen read.
“You’re Invisible? Are you hiding from me Mistress?” John typed.
“Obviously not, I answered you.” She typed.
“Why did you not tell me you worked at the store?”
“Was it something you needed to know?” she typed.
Her writing seemed defensive and that is not what he wanted.
“I’m sorry, Mistress, I don’t mean it like that.”
“Then how do you mean it?” she seemed to type quickly.
John had to answer quickly “I’m just surprised that a woman as beautiful as you, I never noticed you. How did I not see you behind that counter? You were just so mysterious when we first met and I find out I probably passed by you once a week. I’m such an idiot Mistress. That’s’ what I mean Mistress Laura”
There was a long pause and John hung his head, he had fucked this up. He knew it.
“I needed that mystery at the beginning, my sweet boy.” She wrote honestly. “Would you have fell for a stock Manager from Kroger’s”
“But you’re beautiful Mistress, you are a Goddess and wonderful.” He typed quickly
“You are sweet, Johnny. That’s why I picked you.” She told him.
“You picked me, Mistress?” He felt a little special.
“You were different from all the other cyber dicks out there, you stood out and I said ‘I want THAT one’, so I picked you.”
“Thank you, Mistress. And we happen to live in the same town, Wow”
“Wow, Indeed my sweet boy” She typed “I’ll see you in a few days hun”
“Yes Mistress.” John answered and Laura logged out.
‘It was a half truth but still a truth’ Laura told herself. She found out they lived in the same town and THEN she picked him but he was sweet, so very sweet. Much better than the guys that paid her. She wasn’t a prostitute; she didn’t have sex with any of them. She went to their house or a hotel room and beat their ass or peed on them or even once, helped their wife beat them but no one ever entered her, she was a Mistress Dammit. She got the money and left. She was Mistress Zythra and for the right cash you got treated like a worm and loved it.
She let Johnny come over on Wednesday night when his wife and kids went to church. He was ready to bolt upstairs like last time but she sat on the couch and put him on the floor, next to her. She played with his hair as they watched the rest of an NCIS rerun and sweetly, Johnny massaged her feet and she didn’t even tell him to. When the show was over she pushed her pants down and kicked them away. She spread wide and crooked a finger at her boy. He smiled and looked at her pink panty covered pussy.
“Well go on” She laughed. “It’s what you came over for.”
Her Johnny dove between her legs and wrapped his hands around her ass and put his face to her warm pussy. He made mmm sounds as he licked her inner thighs and pushed her panty crotch away with his nose and then started lapping at her honey slit. Laura took hold of his hair, not to guide him, just to remind him who commanded here. She scooted lower into the couch until she was lying down and she wrapped her legs around his head and rested them on his back.
“Get it, Johnny. Get the banana.” She egged him on.
He looked up “There’s no banana, Mistress”
“Pretend, silly” and she lightly wacked him in the head with her hand. John went back down and did his best to shove his tongue up inside of her.
‘He was such a good pussy licker’ she thought as she looked down on the top of his head. ‘and always so eager.’ Laura still holding his hair stood up and laid him on her floor. Then she sat right down on his face, mashing her pussy right to his lips and grinding it.
“You love it, don’t you baby. You called me a Goddess and I am Johnny, I’m your Goddess.” She looked down and all she saw was his eyes but they looked at her so adoringly. His nose mashed her clit and his tongue was deep inside her and she rode his face, moving her hips back and forth, she bent over putting her arms on the floor and ground one out, she gave a quick shudder and pushed her clit to his nose. Laura rolled off of him and looked at her adoring slave.
Quickly she got up and told him to strip while she went quickly upstairs. He was stark naked when she returned and she was wearing the last strap on she had used on him. Slowly and seductively she moved to her boy. She watched him, watch her with such lust and wanting. She ran her fingernails across his chest as she slowly went behind him. She got up close to his standing body and slid her hand up his torso till she got hold of his throat. Then she said in his ear as sexily as she could.
“Spread ‘em bitch” Johnny put his legs apart and reached back to try and open his butt. Laura guided the dong between his cheeks and roughly entered her boy. He groaned, it wasn’t well lubed but a rough fucking was what he needed. They stood there, tight against each other with Laura right over his shoulder and next to his ear. She nibbled it, sending jolts of excitement to poor Johnny’s body. Her left hand rubbed his tummy and the other still held his throat.
“Say it again, my sweet Johnny. Call me a Goddess.” She thrust deeper into his ass.
“You are a Goddess, Mistress Laura or else a dream come true.” He told her. “Oh, you are the sweetest boy” she whispered in his ear while she ground the dildo into him. “You’re MY boy.”
“Yes Mistress. I’m yours. Your good boy.” He admitted.
She held him upright and tight and fucked him with quick strokes. She let both of her hands wander his body now, tweaking a nipple, brushing his hard cock. She nibbled his neck and licked it, all the while Johnny quivered and moaned under her touch.
“May I cum this evening Mistress?” He begged.
“Didn’t you cum last time, Johnny?” She asked as she thrust up into him.
“At home Mistress” He admitted to jerking off.
“And did you think of me?” She questioned.
“Of course Mistress.”
“Then you came, sweet boy. If you want me to get you off, you must really earn that Johnny.” She grunted to him as she pounded into his tight butt.
“I will do anything Mistress asks.” He petitioned.
“I know you will baby, you’re getting there, my good boy.” She could tell he was as hard as he could be and it was getting late. She pulled out of him. “Go to the bathroom, March” she ordered. Johnny obeyed immediately and she followed him.
Upstairs she positioned him with is cock over the sink and stood next to him. “So show me, Johnny. Show me this thing you’re so proud of.”
“Mistress?” He didn’t catch on.
“Jerk it off for me Johnny.”
John grabbed his hard throbbing cock and began to pump quickly.
“Mmm, look at you go. Are you thinking of me?” she said next to him.
“Always Mistress.” He said looking her up and down.
Laura shook her chest to tease him. “Then make it cum, Johnny. Show me your lust for me.”
John grunted once and then threw his head back with a moan and his cum pumped from his rod and splattered in the sink.
“Hmm” Laura was impressed “You always cum a lot, good boy, must be that healthy living.” She lightly kissed him on the cheek and then patted it. “You were a good boy, now go home, baby.” And she dismissed him again like last time.
‘But this time’ John thought, ‘she let me cum…for her.’
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First, Thanks every one for comments and encouragement. There is nothing worse for a writer than Apathy, thinking no one is reading or cares. you keep me going. Oh and always, Thanks Steve. kiss
Second, I just wrote this next piece and It IS short but very interesting I think. We get more into Laura's head and how she feels about her "Hobby"
And I don't want to wait. I want to share it now. Thanks.
Mistress Zythra had an appointment for Friday night at a hotel in Columbus. The Manager job paid her bills but just barely and when she started this it was fun. Now it was a chore but $200 dollars could go far. A key was waiting for her at the front desk. She goes to the room and dresses. The client will never see her street clothes. She has a black vinyl teddy with red striping on the seams, dark hose and over the knee boots with a studded strap that wraps to the top of them. Finally she covers her blonde locks with a pure black wig. With riding crop in hand she is ready for the worm. The client is an older business man. She has seen him before but still at the door she is all business, collecting upfront. With the door locked, the performance begins. And that is what it is, a show, an act. She smacks his ass around the room, commanding him to strip. The old codger is dropping his pants and taking off his shirt and tie until he is kneeling before her in boxers and socks, begging for her mercy. She won’t give it. He didn’t pay for mercy; he paid to be spanked and sat on, to be forced to sniff her ass. She swats at his cock inside his boxers with the crop and the old fart loves it.
Mistress Zythra finishes the routine. The old guy is on the bed already spanking his monkey begging her to stay and finish him or at least watch. She grabs her small case. She will change in a lobby bathroom and no one on the hotel staff will say a word, if they see her. This crap and worse is done by their rich clientele, besides she is fully dressed, old geezer in his room…not so much.
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Momma_Andrea, thanks for the continuing story of Laura and her bunny. Keep it up very hot and erotic
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(its big, took up 2 posts, enjoy ;) )
Saturday morning came and Laura had a raging headache. Mistress Zythra had stopped for a bottle of Bailey’s Irish cream, to wash away the memory of her appointment. And looking at it on her nightstand, it looked empty. Laura pulled herself out of bed, took some aspirin and got into the shower. The water washed away the last of the Bailey’s but not the memory that caused it. ‘He kept his socks on!’ she thought ‘God, I hate that’.
Wiping the steam from the mirror, Laura looked at herself, she was 37 and not getting younger. She looked at her blonde hair, holding it in her fingers ‘I should let it grow longer’ she thought ‘Johnny would love that’. She paused for a moment and another part of her brain just realized what she had thought.
“Where the FUCK did that just come from?!” she cursed at herself. “I don’t do anything for a man, they DO for me!” GRRrrrrr. She stormed back into her room looking for clothes.
Laura was at her PC. She had calmed a little and coffee was helping her headache and mood. She had the Messenger on and was in the chat room they first met in. Her first thought had been to go to his house and BEAT him or fuck him, she wasn’t sure which.
It was noon. Usually he was the one hunting her down. She pulled her hair forward and looked at it again, while she waited. ‘I would like it longer. Put it in a braid…like a Viking Goddess.’ She smiled at the thought.
Johnny’s name changed from grey to black. He was on but she waited. ‘I’m the Goddess’ she decided ‘he comes to me.’ She sat for a minute and then 2. Then before she can message him he goes back offline. “Mother Fucker” She says to no one.
“Hello my Mistress” appears in an opening chat box.
“Johnny?” She types back “You went invisible on me?”
“It’s my new phone, Mistress. It has messenger but it says I’m offline” there is a pause “Do you need me, my Mistress?” John’s thumbs put out as quickly as they can.
“I need you to come over, just for a bit.” She tells him.
“I can be there in 10 minutes, Mistress.” He types back.
“Good” and she logs off.
John got away easy. The kids and Jill were making cookies and he went out to “get an oil change”. So in under 10 minutes he was on Laura’s porch ringing the bell.
She opened the door “Get in here” , she said without a greeting. John had no idea what he was in trouble for. So he got in the door quickly and shut it behind him.
Laura was pacing a little on the other side of the room. She reminded him of a restless tiger. “Kneel. There” she spat out. John obeyed quickly and dropped to his knees. He looked to her shoes and not further. Laura still paced and started to approach him but stopped. “What do you think we have?” she tossed out, waving from her to him.
“I don’t know Mistress. You had said we would play it by ear.” He answered truthfully and a little lost.
She did approach now and lifted his chin, “When you say I am your Mistress, do you think you own me?” she interrogated him
Now he was really confused, “My Mistress owns me”
“That’s right, I own you.” She paced again, “We’re done playing by ear. You are MINE.” She abruptly decided.
“Mistress?” He was worried.
“I’m not saying you have to leave your wife and come live here.” She spoke quickly and waved at him as she still paced and pointed a finger at him “But you will give me more.” She lifted his chin again. “Do we understand each other?”
“You want more of my time, Mistress?” He was guessing.
“Yes!…no. I want more of you” and she nearly clawed into his chest, she was so animated.
John could see her brow was furrowed and she was upset with something but it wasn’t really him. Should he speak and invite her wrath or stay in the darkness and not be able to help. Still she walked the floor.
“Mistress, please sit.” He said with concern. Laura flopped into the couch, her legs wide with her hands lying between them. John crawled the few feet to her. Gently he lifted a foot and took off her shoe. Slowly he rubbed the arch, his fingers massaged the balls of her foot. He decided not to talk, just to serve. Slowly he looked up to her. If she wished to speak to him she would. But he would be here, regardless. He left her sock on but still kissed her toes as he massaged his Mistress.
Laura looked at him. ‘He was so sweet…and it wasn’t his fault’ she thought. She gave a half smile to him ‘he is such sweet boy’. She reached out to his head and played with his hair. John smiled, glad that somehow he helped. She still looked troubled but she was calm.
“Next Friday night, can you get away? I need the whole night.” She asked him.
“What time Friday night, Mistress” He asked.
“We need to leave by 9 I’d say.”
“A fake late meeting in Detroit, then I stay overnight instead of driving home.” John suggested.
Laura had her chin resting in her hand “I worry that you can lie so easily.”
“I’m a salesman Mistress. Half truths are my bread and butter.”
“You lie to me and I’ll beat your ass.” She said flatly.
“Noted, my Mistress.”
John came over on Wednesday again. They seemed to have formed a routine. But no NCIS this evening, Laura was teaching him simple commands and the positions that went with them.
“I have been too nice to you, Johnny. I neglected my duties as your Mistress.” She patted his head as he kneeled. “The easiest command ‘Kneel’, which you are doing, with chin up and eyes down at 45 degrees. Palms on your thighs, slave.”
John adjusted to her instruction. “From ‘kneel’, I may command ‘Open’ and you will open your legs wide. I may wish to step on your cock or maybe I just want you too.”
John performed her commands and Laura would adjust him. “You are a smart boy, I expect you to remember all of this but I’m not going to give you too much, not now.” She walked around him in circles with a yard stick in hand “The next commands are tricky ‘UP’. From any kneeling pose you simply rise up from your heels.” She smacked his naked butt with the yardstick. “And present an upright form. Now if I say ‘Up UP’ then you will stand my slave.” John stood quickly. “Now from either the kneeling or standing poses, should I say ‘Present’, your legs go wide, your thighs will be vertical on the kneel pose and you will put your hands behind your head.” Laura pushed his elbows back till his arms were perfectly straight. “Ankles, very simple, grab your ankles slave.” Laura gave him a good smack with the yardstick, she couldn’t help herself.
“These are quite simple, ‘Down’ you will lay face down with arms stretched above your head. ‘Back’ and you will lay on your back, arms the same.”
“Up UP” she commanded and John moved off the floor. “’Heel’, or if I raise my hand and snap my fingers you will come behind me and to my right one pace behind. I should just be able to reach out and slap your dick.” She batted at it but not hard. “’Here’ or a crooking of my fingers at you and you will take up ‘Kneel’ on my right side. Right next to me slave.” Laura patted his head “Good boy. Those two commands work if I’m sitting as well.
“What if there is an obstruction Mistress, like a side table or you’re in the middle of a couch?” John Imagined this had something to do with Friday night.
“With ‘Here’ you will kneel in front of me but facing out” She smacked him on the head to correct him. “I will command you to turn if I want you otherwise as for Heel, you will be as close as you can but behind, understand?”
“Yes Mistress. I will hug my back to the wall if I must.”
“My good boy is smart too.” She gave a little praise and rubbed his head.
“May I please Mistress now?” He turned to ask and stared at Laura’s crotch.
“No. Keep practicing.” She shook her head. “UP UP…Present…Down…Kneel…UP and Heel. Not bad, let’s do it again.”
John spent Friday making cold calls to prospective clients, trying to drum up some business. His mind wasn’t in it though. He knew Laura was taking him somewhere and probably to see someone, why would she teach him commands? He had them all in his head but he was nervous about what was expected. Finally at 5:30 he called it quits and decided to find some dinner.
John sat in his car nibbling a slice of pizza and playing on his laptop when Laura pulled up behind him in front of her house, a little after 8. She banged on his window.
“Go park in back so no one sees your car. I swear Johnny, sometimes you don’t think.” She scolded.
Once inside he offered Laura the rest of the pizza. “Oh thanks Johnny, I’m starving” Taking a slice from the open box. “Next time no onions. They make me taste funny, if you know what I mean.” And she patted his cheek. “Come up stairs my slave.” And she went up ahead of him. John thought she seemed very happy, almost cheerful, which meant she was looking forward to this. He hoped that was a good sign. Laura had some things thrown on her bed already.
“Strip, my good boy, let’s get you ready!” She smiled.
‘Oh my God, she is giddy’ John thought to himself.
Laura first offered him swimming shoes. “Some people let their slaves go barefoot” she shook her head, no “the floors can be disgusting.” She said with distaste. Then Laura held up a black jock strap. “This will keep my good boy’s pecker in check. And show off his sweet buns.” John stepped into the jock and pulled it up tight. Laura smiled teasingly at him “This next piece I ordered special.” Laura held up what looked like a black skirt made of 3 inch wide strips of fake leather. “I was going to buy you leather shorts but that just screwed the whole jockstrap thing. Then I found this on line” she held it in front of John’s thighs “A gladiators Battle Skirt” she proclaimed proudly. John took it from her and fastened it around his waist while she admired her slave.
“Turn around in it, slave.” She said.
Finally she held up a black leather collar. John knew at some point he would probably wear one. He was curious as to how it would feel. Without direction he turned and took one knee so his Mistress could collar him.
“You seem eager my slave.” Laura said as if curious.
“I have wondered why my Mistress had not collared me already” he said.
Laura grabbed his hair and pulled his head back to see his eyes, “Because I don’t need it. My good boy obeys, doesn’t he?”
“He does his best Mistress” John answered.
Laura kissed his forehead and wrapped the leather around his neck.
Laura clicked a leash on him and John turned on his knees to her.
“Will my Mistress be wearing something special as well?” John asked with hope.
“Need some eye candy, do you slave?” Laura cocked her head and put a hand on her hip.
“My Mistress is a Goddess” He answered. “Her body is divine.”
Laura couldn’t help but smile but still she lightly smacked his cheek. “Fuckin’ flatterer.”
“But yes, I do have an outfit for the occasion.” She didn’t say more, she just disrobed in front of her kneeling Johnny and pulled things from her closet. She knew his eyes were all over her. She thought of making him turn around until her transformation was done but she had never done a reverse strip tease and wondered how it would go.
Laura pulled on black riding breeches with stretchy Lycra crotch and inseam. She hauled out her over the knee boots that she wears for her clients with the wrap around strap. She loved those boots and they screamed MISTRESS. She put on a white blouse tucking it in and only fastening the bottom most buttons, showing plenty of cleavage. Then she threw on a black leather “biker chick” vest and buttoned it to hold the “gals” up and push them together. Lastly she held a riding crop and smacked it to her left hand.
“Like it?” She looked down to Johnny whose eyes had never left her.
“You are a dream, Mistress” he said slowly.
Laura broke the moment. “Come on, we need to go.”
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Laura had given Johnny her leather trench coat to cover his near nakedness and to keep her slave from freezing to death. They were zipping down Interstate 30 at about 65mph in her Jeep.
“May I ask where we are going Mistress?” John said from the passenger seat.
Laura nodded. “I am going to show you off, Johnny. I’m taking you to a BDSM group in Mansfield. They meet only once a month in an old theatre at the edge of the Carrousel district. There may be exhibitions and scenes we can watch, a few vendors of our type of stuff. And some food and drink.” She looked over at him as she drove. “I need you to be obedient and respectful, slave. Do not embarrass me.” She warned sternly. He didn’t answer, “Johnny?”
“I will do as you command Mistress, as always” he finally said. “I am not performing I hope, Mistress.”
“Does that frighten you?” She inquired.
“I…I ‘m not sure if I could do that Mistress.” He said with unease.
“Not this time, my good boy, don’t worry.” She patted his leg.
“Rules, Johnny. You will be respectful to everyone. Masters, Mistresses, even be polite to your fellow slaves. These things are all about an image.” She explained. “No one is permitted to punish or use you sexually, not without my permission.” She looked over at his wide eyes and gave a chuckle. “Don’t worry baby, I don’t share. If something happens, if someone mistreats you, I will take care of it.”
John was a little nervous but he was a salesman, he was used to meeting people and making impressions. Still, he had questions.
“These scenes, Mistress, slaves will be used I imagine.” He was curious.
“For the most part we are not going to see raw sex, although we might” Laura gave a chuckle. “Mostly a Dom will put the sub through their paces, show spanking or whipping techniques, use of candles or clamps. Bringing the sub to near climax and keeping them there. It’s not an orgy Johnny it’s just a gathering and some of it is educational.” She assured. “Keep your wits, be observant and make me proud” Laura said, “and then we will talk about what you learned.”
It was after 10pm when they walked through the doors. Laura had John’s leash in hand and had taken back her coat and he was right behind her where he should be. There was a small registration table and Laura paid an upfront tab and entrance fee. Someone grabbed John’s wrist which made him flinch and in black marker put the number 63 on the inside of his forearm.
“He’s new” Laura explained with a smile about her slave’s jumpiness.
The burly Leather Daddy bear at the desk smiled in understanding, “Lucky you” and admired John’s ass that the gladiator skirt didn’t really cover.
Laura led him inside, explaining as they walked. “You show them that when you get me drinks and they charge my tab; it also says who you belong to.”
John’s brow furrowed, “Mistresses try to walk out with someone else’s slave?” he said in disbelief.
“Or if some big gay Daddy bear tries to rape your ass.” Laura said for shock value. John looked back to the table and the Daddy bear that WAS still eying his ass. “And you forgot to call me Mistress. Don’t do that again.” She put sternly.
“I’m sorry my Mistress. I meant no disrespect.” He said apologetically.
“I know that, slave” she said the word hard “But they won’t and I will have to punish you or look weak.” She reached back and swatted his cock “Don’t embarrass me, Johnny.”
Upon leaving the lobby and entering the theatre proper, Laura immediately found a friend. “Bianca” she yelled to a tall slender black woman in a yellow vinyl cat suit with stiletto heels.
“Laura, Baby” Bianca gave a pure white beautiful smile and the 2 hugged. Bianca noticed John in tow. “Oh and who is this sweet morsel?”
Laura grabbed under his chin squishing his cheeks, “This is my good boy, Johnny. Greet the Lady, Johnny” she ordered.
John looked to floor. “Good evening, Mistress Bianca.”
“A newb?” Bianca looked sideways to Laura, who nodded ‘yes’ rather proudly. “Well, look at you, girl. So many times you came draggin’ air and you get a fresh fish. I’m jealous.”
“You got a seat yet?” Laura asked hopefully.
Bianca nodded, “Yvette is laying across a couch for me, holding it. I got room for you, Sweetie.” She smiled to Laura.
John followed behind, trying hard to take in everything but pay attention to his Mistress. All the original seats were gone from the theatre floor and there were old restaurant booths and stray vinyl covered couches. A few coffee tables here and there but most had nothing in front of them but another couch. Bianca and Laura came to a couch with a pale dark haired slave with just high heels, black panties and electrical tape across her little nipples.
“Up Up” Bianca commanded and Yvette quickly stood for her Mistress. The Doms sat down and Bianca was about to send her slave for a drink.
“Let me get it, hun.” Laura offered. Bianca smiled in acceptance.
“Long Island ice tea?” Laura remembered.
“My favorite” Bianca confirmed.
“You heard it, Johnny. Two of them. GO” she commanded and took off his leash.
John Moved quickly through the crowd, back up to the theatre doors, to a 3 sided bar that stood under the balcony. People where still milling in and blocking the isles but he imagined later it would just be slaves fetching for their Masters. He returned with tall glasses for the Ladies and handed them with a bow.
“Good boy” Laura said “Here” she commanded, and Johnny knelt in front of her on a throw rug that ran in front of the couch. Yvette was to his left. Bianca was stroking her back and Yvette was arching her back trying to push out her humble breasts. She actually was purring under her Mistress’s attention.
A fat man in leather pants and black ornate chest harness took the stage. “Welcome all to our little gathering. I know some of you travel halfway across the state to get here, so let’s get right to it. Our first showing is Master Alex and his little alexia. Seems he has built her a new spanking horse from plywood and rich leathers and he would like to show you how well it works by working her.” He clapped loudly and the crowd joined in as the curtain opened.
Alexia looked like a slightly overweight middle aged housewife and from the looks of it, Alex was probably her husband. She stood in a red bustier with matching panties and black wrist and ankle restraints. Alex ran a ping pong paddle between her legs a few times and then up between her cleavage and went to kiss her but instead yanked on her brown hair, pulling her head back. He grabbed the D ring with a finger and yanked her across the stage to the spot lit spanking horse with a dong strapped to its saddle. John thought that looked interesting. But Alex threw in a curveball and forced her on it backwards, shoving the red dong into her mouth before clipping her cuffs to D rings on the horse’s sides. He had put the apparatus on wheels and now spun his slave for a better view for the audience. The paddle came into play immediately and he warmed his slave’s backside with alternating smacks from cheek to cheek. The submissive wife could only moan out her pain and pleasure around the dong in her mouth.
John looked around and noticed other slaves being caressed by their Masters or Mistresses. He even thought he saw a slave servicing her Master as he lounged on a booth seat. On stage Master Alex had dropped the paddle and welded a many tailed flogger across alexia’s back and ass. The thing looked like it had 20 tails and it made an incredible noise as he swung it through the air. Poor alexia would jerk when struck and the crowd seemed to appreciate her reaction with polite “ooo’s”. Finally she was taken off but Alex seemed to just toss her over the side of the thing and began to flog her white thighs. Now Alex pulled his wife’s panties down and began to push the retrieved ping pong paddle handle into her asshole. She wiggled and screamed and some of the crowd laughed, she put on such a show. The curtain dropped and the fat man returned to the stage.
John was finding all this very interesting but not really arousing. He half turned to his Mistress and put his head on her knee.
“What is it, slave?” she looked down at him and fondled his hair.
“May I go to the restroom, Mistress?” He asked.
“They are upstairs near the balcony” she informed him. “Don’t wander” she warned.
John was off. He truly did have to pee. He didn’t go at Laura’s and that pizza he had came with a bottle of sparkling water. Not everyone was watching the show. Some Doms with their slaves were talking in the lobby. Two slaves were on their knees locked in an embrace, tongues dancing as their Masters looked on at the little show. Upstairs John finally relieved himself and washed up. He heard noises and yelps from the balcony doors across from the restrooms and wondered what was in there.
Peeking in the door, John saw a leather clad bald Man and blonde Woman with their backs to him. They were putting needles in a girl’s poor tits just under the nipple and she struggled and cried out but was shackled to a wooden x with a steel collar helping to hold her in place. John couldn’t help but cringe when they did it. The girl was Auburn haired, with it falling in her face. Her mascara had run because of her tears. The blond grabbed a handful of the girl’s breast, holding it steady while her man slowly inserted the needle. Once it was in, the Leather clad woman smacked the other nipple with her fingers.
“Cry little bitch, cry!” she said almost angrily.
“Please Mistress,” she cried out “I’ll be good, I swear.” She begged.
The cruel Mistress had other plans and with her fingers, pulled the girl’s pussy lips down and held them out. The Master squatted and poked a needle through. The sweet slave’s breathing came in short gasps. She tried to look down at what was being done to her as another was pushed through the flesh of her clit hood. She threw her head back.
“Please, please please pleeeease.” Her chest heaved with her cry and she hung her head in defeat. But the Mistress would have none of that and yanked the slave’s head back.
John was captured by the scene. Her anguish was so real. His cock was hardening in his jockstrap and he didn’t want to leave. The big bald Master turned for more needles and noticed John’s head in the door.
“Well, what have we here?” he said in a deep baritone. The Mistress snapped around at that.
“Oh, an intruder?” she said
“I’m sorry Master, Mistress” John sputtered quickly
“Get in here!” She snapped imperiously once he gave himself away as a submissive.
John began to obey and opened the door fully but heard a throat clearing behind him as he took a step.
Mistress Laura stood there with arms crossed under her ample bosom. Her eyes narrowed and lips pursed, not looking pleased.
The cruel Mistress then noticed her, “Oh, does this one belong to you?”
“Yes, he is mine” Laura answered flatly but still glared at John. “Someone was told not to wander off.” She said in controlled anger.
“Someone is in trouble.” The deep voiced Master sang.
The blond gave a wicked grin “By all means, feel free to come in and borrow a paddle. We could use a break and would love to watch.”
Laura pondered it for a moment. They had no safe word set up but this wasn’t play. He would be punished because he was told something for his own good. “Get to that bench.” She pointed.
“Mistress?” John tried to plea.
“MOVE!” She yelled like a drill sergeant. And her bunny moved.
“Stand at the end. BEND AND GRIP it.” She commanded. John did as told, bending deep at the waist and grabbing the low bench but kept looking back with fear on his face. Laura unhooked his gladiator trappings, letting it drop to the floor and there was his tight ass.The Blonde Mistress was happy to hand Laura a long thick paddle with holes in it.
“Thank you.” John’s Mistress said.
Laura reconsidered; she didn’t like the weight of it and tossed it aside.
“Do you have ‘hot wheels’ racing track?” she requested.
The big man winced and the other Mistress smiled “Oh she is pissed” and from the corner gave her a 30 inch strip of plastic, single lane, race track.
John looked back, he was prepared for the paddle but he had no idea what this race track would do.
“I told you I don’t like doing this but I will” She began to wail on his rump, swinging the race track like a tree switch. John jumped and tried to cover his ass.
Laura looked to the big Master. “I don’t have the patience to restrain him, do you mind?”
“Not at all” the big man smiled and straddled the bench and grabbed John’s wrists forcefully and held them to the wooden bench. The blonde came close to watch as well.
“Please Mistress, I am sorry” John was truly frightened.
Laura was deaf to him and began her swats again. John jumped up and down, his feet moving like he wanted to run but couldn’t go anywhere. The burly man held him with all his weight. Laura moved her attack down his thighs, spreading the pain so he wouldn’t get numb or too bruised. She beat him as her mother would say ‘within an inch of his life’ and when he was sobbing uncontrollably and sucking in air like a child she finally stopped. The Big man let him go and got up and John collapsed on the bench. His ass and legs were on fire. He balled, cried openly for all to see. He was broken. Laura sat on the bench near his head. She wiped a tear from her eye and her hand shook a little. She didn’t like doing that. They both took a moment.
“Now, I will listen to your pleas, slave.” She didn’t look at him, just forward.
John was still crying and sucking snot up his nose like a punished child. Slowly he moved off the bench to his knees and placed his head on her knee.
“I’m sorry Mistress.” He said through tears. And it turned into a wail “I’m sorry.”
“I give orders Johnny and expect them obeyed.” She still didn’t look at him “Sometimes they are for your own good. So when you disobey those orders and do as you please, it makes me upset.” She finished.
“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, Mistress Laura.” He hugged her lower legs and cried some more.
She finally looked down and smoothed his hair. “You are supposed to be my GOOD boy. Don’t become a bad boy.” She said like a mother. “I don’t want a bad boy.”
“I am your good boy. I swear. I’m so sorry Mistress for wandering” he said.
Laura lifted his face a little so he looked at her eyes. “It wasn’t the wandering itself Johnny. It’s that you disobeyed.” She explained.
Laura had his leash on and led him back to their place in the theatre. John’s head was down and he just looked at the floor. Yvette kept getting stroked and caressed by her Mistress next to him. John dared not ask. He hadn’t been a good boy. If Mistress was wearing simple shoes or sandals he would take them off and suck her toes to show his devotion but taking off her boots would be a task and she was already not pleased with him. He could hear the Mistresses talk about him.
“It’s the first time he has gotten punished?” Mistress Bianca asked amazed.
“You know me and he is usually such a good boy.” Mistress Laura said of him.
Bianca caressed under Yvette’s chin “This little one gets a morning paddling every day before she goes to work, Just to remind her of her place.” Yvette smiled at this and actually rubbed her cheek into her Mistress’s thigh. “You might have to change a little Laura.”
“Why should I change?” Laura said irritated.
“Because he is your slave and maybe would do better with a firmer more physical hand.” Bianca explained. “You can’t let them go wild and you can’t toss them out when they rebel.”
John didn’t like the sound of that. He would be good. His butt was still very warm. He didn’t want a spanking every time they meet.
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I love this Andrea,
It's all so real and I wonder how much of it is from personal experience?
Can't wait for the next installment, it's 100x better than 50 shades.
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I love this Andrea,
It's all so real and I wonder how much of it is from personal experience?
Can't wait for the next installment, it's 100x better than 50 shades.
This is the greatest praise. This is the hugest payment I have ever gotten.
Thank you, thank you.
I thought maybe I went overboard on Johnny's first punishment but it made me cry when I wrote it and that's usually a good indicator. He didn't like getting it and Laura really didn't like doing it. Girl may have to harden her heart though at times.
Again thank you.
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Momma_Andrea fantastic story as Johnny continues to learn i am so looking forward to reading more. ;)
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(part 9, I think)
Laura had given John the keys and let him drive home. He hadn’t been drinking. It was almost 2 in the morning and Laura’s house was still a half hour away.
“Mistress?” He spoke up for the first time since the spanking.
“Yes Johnny” She answered. Laura had stopped being angry long ago.
“Mistress Bianca and Yvette were very affectionate with each other.” He observed.
“They have been together for a few years. They are very comfortable with each other.” Laura remarked.
“I saw others play and kiss.” He went on.
Laura sleepily looked over at him. “Were you jealous, that I didn’t pet you?”
John tried to apologize and change the subject, thinking he was upsetting her.
“No, be open with me. Let’s talk about this, I’m serious. Did you want to be petted?” she became animated and sat up in the seat.
“It felt appropriate and I felt left out, Mistress.” He admitted sheepishly
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“I brought you there to show you off, Johnny.” She looked out the side window away from him. “I guess to prove something.” She paused as if deciding, “but I should have pet you.”
John pondered what she said just now and what Bianca had said earlier, “You have gone to these things alone, Mistress?”
“A few times” it was many, her conscience reminded her. “I guess I hoped of someone bringing an extra” and she laughed loudly.
“Will we go next month, Mistress?” John asked.
“Would you like that, Johnny?” she threw back.
“I would, Mistress?” he confessed.
“I’ll pick you up at nine,” she joked.
They got 6 hours of sleep. She made Johnny sleep in the extra bedroom on the twin bed. Sleeping with her was a huge prize that he was nowhere near. Before he left she pinned him against the front door and kissed him long and squeezed his butt. When she finished he had to catch his breath.
“Next time, I’ll pet you and keep you right by me.” She said softly caressing his cheek.
“Thank you, my Mistress.”
John had to go home and stay dressed in front of his wife for a few days, never letting her see his welt covered butt and legs. His wife liked the lights out anyways, not that they had sex though.
Laura worked every day until Wednesday. She cleaned her living room and did some laundry and got some Chinese food. John came over as soon as the kids and wife went to the church for youth group. She kissed him and patted his cheek.
“I got bad news baby” She started. “Aunt Flo has arrived.”
John was about to ask “whose Au…”
“Uh, I got my period, Johnny.” She said exasperated. Laura sat on the couch with a takeout container of Pork Lo Mein. “Bianca is coming over. She should be here any minute. Treat her just as you did at the group.” Laura stated the obvious.
“Of course, Mistress.” John sat at her feet on the floor.
Laura got the door for Bianca and hugged the taller black woman.
“Come in, come in” Laura greeted and shut the door from the cold.
Johnny wasn’t sure whether to stand or kneel. He moved into a kneeling position.
“Good evening, Mistress Bianca” he said. “Yvette didn’t come with you?”
“She’s at home,” Bianca began “This is more of a…professional call.”
“Bianca is a counseling psychologist,” Laura supplied. “She is going to talk to us.”
“A counseling psychologist?” John questioned.
Bianca smiled “I have a Masters, not a PhD” She explained “But I specialize in…well, us, for lack of a better term.” Bianca sat on the couch “Your Mistress didn’t tell you about this?” she looked down at John.
“No Mistress Bianca, she did not.” John said truthfully. Bianca looked at Laura accusingly, who was still standing.
“I don’t mind though” John put in quickly.
“Still she should have discussed it with you. I’m sorry to spring this on you, I’d rather you be comfortable.”
“I’m fine Mistress Bianca, it’s no problem” John could see Laura was a bit embarrassed from being dressed down by Bianca.
“OK, let’s begin. Johnny…” Bianca started.
“With all due respect to you, Mistress Bianca,” John interrupted her. “Only Mistress Laura calls me Johnny.”
For a moment Laura looked as if she would kill him for speaking like that but Bianca diffused the situation.
“No, no, calm down sweetie and come sit, you’re making the poor boy nervous.” Bianca smiled back to him, “So her calling you that is special to you?”
“No one has ever called me that, not even when I was a boy. I don’t answer to it.” John explained. “But when Mistress Laura uses it… it’s just us, as if there is no one else in the world. I see it as a term of endearment, Mistress.”
Bianca patted Laura’s knee, “See sweetie, it’s special to him.” She turned back to John. “John, Laura has kind of snatched you away from your regular life and vanilla sex and thrust you into our world. I as Laura’s personal friend would like to make sure you are OK and that she is OK. That’s all.”
“I understand, Mistress.” John nodded.
“I guess first I should ask, what are your expectations John, what do you wish to get out of this relationship?” Mistress Bianca had pulled out a yellow notepad and now gazed over at him.
“Well,” he started slowly “when I went to that motel with her, I honestly thought it would just be sex, really hot sex.” John looked over at Laura. “And it was hot but…it was more than sex.”
“Go on. You’re doing great” Bianca encouraged him.
“She gave me so much attention and even though she was the Dominant one, I felt special. She makes me feel special, Mistress.” He finished simply.
“Even when she deprives you of release or has to punish you?” Bianca asked.
John laughed lightly, remembering how she coaxed him to masturbate at home. “Even then, yes. She is trying to teach me things, I think.”
Bianca nodded in understanding.
“Laura makes you feel special. You don’t get that at home?” Bianca pressed.
John hung his head. He felt guilt for having to go elsewhere and he also felt anger at having to go elsewhere. “Not…” he cleared his throat, “not for a long time.” He admitted. “Jill and I, well, I think we have always been in a rut. I…I don’t think I please her and at times I don’t think she cares.”
Bianca made some notes. “If you were a free man, would you be fulltime with Laura?”
John barely thought about it, “Yes”.
“Laura” She turned to her friend, “what is it you’re seeking? What do you want from this?
Laura seemed uncomfortable under both their gazes. “Johnny, turn around.” She ordered. He did and faced the other way.
“Take your time, Laura” Bianca said patiently.
“I need someone. I wish it was deeper than that but it’s not” she confessed.”
“Go on Dear” Bianca pushed.
“I don’t know that there is more. He is sweet and very cute.” She offered.
Bianca stared at her, not letting her off that easy. “What is it he does for you, what need gets fulfilled?”
Laura stared at the floor and thought, ‘He made her feel sexy and strong. His eyes looked at her in lust and desire. His tongue knew how to reach her most sensitive places. And he did all this on her terms.
“Laura?” Bianca cut through her thoughts.
“He lets me be in charge. He wants me to be in charge. OK. Maybe I’m not that deep.” Laura said defensively.
“The other night when you went looking for him, tell him.” Bianca said. “Tell him what you told me.”
Laura delayed, looking down at her hands. “I was worried about him. He was a long time in the restroom, so I went looking for him.” Laura confessed.
“You were concerned for him?” Bianca supplied.
“Yes, I was concerned. Someone might hurt my Johnny.” Laura said.
“And you care for him?” Bianca nudged.
“And I care for him.” Laura finally said.
“Was that so hard, dear?” Bianca said rather motherly.
“John, turn back around” Bianca jumped Laura’s authority but he obeyed. “Laura has just said she cares for you. How do you feel about that?”
“I thought, well, hoped she did, Mistress Bianca. It’s wonderful to hear.” John said.
“It is.” Bianca agreed. “This relationship is very new and you two are treading new ground with each other. You need to try and remember that, both of you. There is not enough talking between you two, I guarantee that.” Bianca looked directly at Laura. “Maybe you meant this to be just a fling but it’s growing and you need to take care of it.”
“Has he done the survey?” Bianca questioned Laura who sheepishly shook her head. “Have you given him any homework?” Bianca tried not to show her exasperation when Laura said No.
Bianca reached into her soft-sided briefcase and handed John 3 papers stapled together.
“This is a questionnaire, John. Learn about each thing on there. Look them up. Think about them and in a week you and Laura should talk about them.” She looked over to Laura “You should prepare your own list.” Bianca put her pad and pen away. “Keep him away from the stupid sites on the internet. Send him to the places you would like him to learn from and TALK to him, I can’t stress that enough. Finally, you both need to face the fact that he is married.” She pointed to John then wagged her finger between them. “At some point hearts are going to get broken. Either he leaves you before his wife finds out or he leaves his wife WHEN she finds out… and she will find out.” Bianca paused to let that sink in. “I’m not judging you and I’m not telling you what to do but be responsible and deal with it.” She finished succinctly.
Bianca stood to leave and Laura got up to take her to the door. “Baby, you know I love you but you’ve been playin’ fun and games up to this point.” Bianca hugged her. “Take care of things like the Domme should.
Laura finally spoke after being scolded. “You’re right” Laura admitted, “You’re always right.” Laura gave a half smile.
“Oh, I been wrong once or twice, sweetie, got the scares to prove it.” Finally at the door where John couldn’t hear, Bianca said softly, “He is sweet, protect that.” She gave one last tip.
“Yes Ma’am” Laura gave a soft smile to her mentor.
Laura didn’t see John for the rest of the week. They chatted Saturday night on the computer. She sent him one or two links but said most of the internet was crap written by “wannabes” who had no clue.
“Bianca has been your friend for a while, Mistress?” He typed.
“I went to see her after my divorce for counseling.” She put honestly. “I was a mess. It was a bad relationship but it was still hard to end.”
“And she got you into the lifestyle?” John clicked at the keys.
“She said she saw herself in me and that maybe she could help. I said OK. So on one particular Friday she took me to Mansfield.”
John was opened mouth on his end. “You were her slave?” He couldn’t see Laura that way.
“NO!” she typed, “I was an apprentice, silly. I’m smacking you the next time you walk in the door.”
“Sorry, Mistress.” He sent. “It was an odd image.”
Laura debated telling John about her semi-pro status. They were supposed to talk and be open and she felt this was the biggest thing she had. Right now wasn’t the time or place, she decided. She wanted him face to face so if he went ape-shit she could wrestle him to the floor until he listened to reason.
“You realize you’re not my first slave, right?” She typed.
“Mistress, I don’t care and you don’t have to share that.” He sent back.
“You’re not curious, Johnny?”
“Was he better than me?” he typed quickly.
“Nowhere near.” She laughed out loud on her end. “My Johnny has an ego?”
“I am your slave, Mistress, but I’m still a man.” He answered.
On Wednesday Laura didn’t want to waste their time together on the questionnaire. She put that off for chat time. Right now she wanted him. John was surprised to see her answer the door in a black vinyl teddy and her favorite boots and that riding crop in her hand.
“Upstairs, sweet boy”, she commanded. She followed him, looking at his butt, “I have no idea why you even wore clothes.”
John stayed silent but had a big smile on his face. Once in Laura’s room, she ordered him to strip and she watched as he put each piece on her chair, lastly his socks. Laura noticed his nipples were hardening from the chill in the room. She was taking him all in.
“Come here”, she finally ordered.
John moved obediently to her and Laura racked her nails down his chest. Then bending down she sucked one of his nipples into her mouth, tonguing it and sucking on it before gently biting it.
John reacted, “Oooo, Mistress”.
She looked up at him wickedly, “You liked it, didn’t you, Johnny?” Then she swatted his ass. She stood back up and breathed in his face, “You never saw me in this, Huh? You can touch me if you want."
John reached out and wrapped his arms around her. His hand fell naturally to her ass. Laura gently kissed his cheek. His poor cock was already rigid between them.
“How long since you last came, baby?” She asked of him.
“Last Thursday” he admitted. John kept rubbing her round ass.
Laura nibbled at his ear and whispered. “Did you jerk off or was it that woman of yours?”
“I jerked off thinking of you, Mistress.” He knew that was the right answer.
“And what dirty things did you hope for in that mind of yours?” She asked huskily. Laura reached down and held his balls and pulled them tight to the base of his cock.
“I hoped for nothing, I just thought of your body, Mistress.” He told her.
Laura squeezed him, “Liar. Tell your Mistress the truth.”
“I dreamed of fucking you, Mistress.” John said through gritted teeth.
She smiled and released his balls to slowly stroke his cock. “A boy with ambitions,” She said softly and kissed his lips then smacked his cheek lightly. “One day, my good boy, maybe”, and she kissed him again. “Are you hungry?” She asked seductively and Johnny couldn’t help but lick his lips.
“Please, Mistress”
Laura pushed him to his knees and spread her legs, “The crotch unsnaps, good boy. Get something to eat baby.”
John had it open and was licking immediately. His head tilted back hard, he was nearly under her. Laura reached down for his hair and ground her hips in a circle. She loved him like this, he would look up so adoringly at her. John had his tongue deep in her love canal and his lips were massaging hers.
“That feels so wonderful, Johnny” she praised him.
Laura broke from his attentions and pulled a slim vibrator from her side table and lay back on her bed. Her knees up and legs wide she beckoned him with a finger as she slid the vibrating plastic over her clit and along her lips. John, on his knees, came to her and flopped his torso on the bed, putting his face back in her crotch. The little toy buzzed his teeth as he tried to suck on her pussy.
“Swing up here, baby” Laura told him.
John pivoted; his mouth staying at her slit, until, on hands and knees, his cock was in reach of his mistress. Laura reached between his legs and gripped him, stroking him like milking a cow.
“Keep eating, Johnny. Make me happy, baby.” She encouraged.
John used his fingers to open her lips and licked inside her folds. Laura buzzed her clit and moaned. He was doing his best to please her. He loved to make her cum. Laura stopped jerking him and wet her fingers and began to play with his tight butthole. It was John’s turn to moan. Laura rubbed around the ring of muscle and pressed at it but didn’t enter. Wetting her fingers again, she made tight circles on his little balloon knot. John was breathing hard into her pussy. He was loving her attention. Laura moved her vibrator to her other hand and brought it up to her sweet boy’s tight ass. She arched her neck to see and smiled as she pushed the tip into him. John moaned with a mouth full of pussy and Laura laughed.
“I remember when my good boy was so afraid with me at his ass. You love it now don’t you Johnny?” Laura asked.
John lifted his head. “I love all that you do to me, Mistress.”
“Get over top of me, Johnny”, she instructed him.
John straddled her. She pushed him lower so his cock was in her boobs. She fucked his ass with the vibe and began to jerk his cock slowly.
“Make me cum, Johnny and I’ll let you coat my titties”, she promised.
John couldn’t believe his ears. She was going to let him cum, let him cum on her sweet big tits. John dove into her pussy Licking it out and getting his tongue in deep. He almost smothered himself. Laura was jerking him and rubbing him between her soft pillows. John reached in and fingered her, trying to rub her to orgasm quickly. He found her spot and rubbed and sucked her hard clit. Laura clamped her legs together but his two fingers were in there and he just had to move the tips across her “G” spot. Laura’s hips were moving. He was getting to her. He would make her cum. He kissed her strong thighs, trying to get his head to force her legs back open. Laura gave a little. Her hips were circling now.
“Please cum, my Mistress.” He begged.
Laura went off like a gun as if his words were the trigger. She lifted her hips and moaned loud. Arching up, she nearly lifted him. Then her legs relaxed and she settled back down to earth. It took a moment but she kissed the back of his thigh and began to stroke him hard. He could feel it build quickly. The thought of spraying her delicious boobs filled his mind. John grabbed her legs and screamed between her thighs. His cum sprayed from his cock. It coated her vinyl coated belly and just under her tits. John dumped his usual big load. His body gave a shudder from the last of his orgasm. He clung to her with his head resting in her thighs. She gave him that moment, and then smacked his ass hard.
“I need cleaned up now, Johnny” she commanded.
John gratefully spun around and hovering over her, began to lap at her belly, licking up his mess from her perfect flesh and outfit. He kissed her and licked her, getting his own cum with his tongue. Laura ran fingers through his hair, caressing her sweet slave as he adored her.
“My good boy”, she lovingly called him.
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Another excellent piece Andrea.
Love it all.
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I'm so glad you are enjoying it. I am too. I like this better than the "Andi" one. We are getting into both of their heads instead of just the submissive's
and I think Bianca is really cool and I want to use her more. plus she is an AWESOME device to move the plot along.
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wow keep it up so hot. i like where this is going. you are so talented :-* :-* :-*
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I'm a fan too. It's not really my type of scene, but its so well written and interesting that I cant help but be enthralled and educated. So thank you and I look forward to more. :)
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Part 10 ;D
John spent Friday night looking up web sites, and talking to Laura in chat about the survey. He was adamantly against pain. He didn’t like being beaten and would keep from being punished. He enjoyed her bites though and her nails raking him. Light pain excited him. He decided he would like to try hot wax and blindfolds. He trusted Mistress Laura for that.
“May I make a request, Mistress?” He typed.
“You may ask, Johnny.” She typed back.
“The next time we go to Mansfield, if Mistress would wear simpler shoes, I would attend her feet as we sit there.” He typed.
Laura laughed and smiled on her end. “I would consider it, if Johnny would consent to something.”
“Mistress?” John was curious, what would she ask for.
“I want to glam you up. Don’t worry, I’m not going to cross dress you or anything” She could picture him being shocked on the other end. “Some eye shadow, lipstick and a little powder, think of David Bowie or Prince.” She finished.
“Really, Mistress?” He was a little taken back. “You’d have to apply it. I would have no idea how.”
“Oh, I will take care of it, baby.” She responded.
John had great news. His wife was going to a seminar over that weekend, so Friday was good and Saturday too. Laura spent the next two weeks working. For an assistant store manager to have two weekend days off in a row she had to make a lot of trades and cover multiple shifts. John came over on the Wednesday before the big day to find her just getting home.
“Johnny, I’m tired, baby” she said as she let them both in.
“I called for pizza.” He said smiling. “It will be here shortly Mistress. I’ll run you a bath. I’ll take care of you.”
She looked askance at him, “OK”.
Laura soaked in a hot bath while John paid the pizza guy. Then he came in and helped scrub her. She liked being washed. ‘This is nice’ she thought. She stood up and he toweled her off and under her breasts. She had to smack his hand when the toweling turned to groping.
“I’m hungry, Johnny.” She reminded him.
“My Mistress is a Goddess…” he said smiling, but he dropped the towel and got her robe.
Laura reclined on the couch in her fluffy robe, and watched “NCIS” while eating pizza and John rubbed her feet.
“Why do you need Friday off Mistress?” John remembered she worked last time.
“We gotta be early” She said around her second slice. “Bianca won’t be holding us a seat.”
“She’s not coming?” John seemed a bit disappointed.
“She’s doing the first presentation with Yvette.” Laura informed him. “It should be fun”
On Friday Laura “glammed” up John a little. She applied eye shadow and liner then gave him a dark layer of lipstick. Finally she took bright red lipstick and swiped it over his nipples.
“I feel silly, Mistress.” He complained.
She looked sideways at him. “Now, yeah but once there, you’ll notice there are others.” She walked away. “Let’s just not get pulled over.” She said over her shoulder.
They were early and had to wait a few minutes in the cold. Even with Laura’s coat, John was freezing. John knew the routine and they put the same number 63 on his forearm. He did notice one or two men with make-up. Laura led him by his leash and they found a third row seat. John put his head on her knee and Laura played with his hair and pet him.
“Better?” She looked down at him.
John smiled and nodded and looked to her adoringly.
The same fat man in a chest harness climbed the stage to open the exhibition.
“Hello, hello, hello, and here we are again, another month among our kinky friends. A quick announcement about the New Years Eve party, the hotel down the street will give us a huge discount if enough of you make reservations. You know the rules people, you don’t have to go home, BUT YOU CAN”T STAY HERE.” The crowd yelled with him. “So, on with the show. Up first is the luscious Mistress Bianca and her precious petite, Yvette. They will be showing us the proper tools, form and fun of suspension.” He paused. “Well the suspense is killing me.”
The curtains open to show an already upside down Yvette. Thick, special suspension cuffs, which looked like a basketball shoe with no bottom, encased her feet which were planted against a sturdy two by four and spread wide. Mistress Bianca sashayed from just off stage, wearing white fishnet stockings and a yellow bustier, to stand next to her petite, inverted pet.
“Ladies and Gentlemen,” Bianca began “My adorable girl is wearing specially made binders formed from a pair of Nike high top sports and much added leather.”Bianca used her riding crop to point out details. “The bottoms were removed so that my Yvette could feel the wood of the two by four under her feet. I prefer the two by four as a spreader bar for suspension. I feel that added thickness ensures my little subbie will not fall on her head.” The crowd chuckled together. Bianca gave Yvette a half turn for the crowd to show her bound forearms “Also you will notice my girl is wearing full wrist bracers to restrain her. My Yvette is very dexterous and in anything else could simply pull her arms over her head.” Bianca gave a playful smack to the white girl’s defenseless pussy. “Isn’t that right, baby?”
Yvette could only moan through the black mouth gag.
“These two items as I mentioned were specially made at Lara’s custom leather in Texas. But with good communication to the craftswoman, I am very pleased with her handy work.” Bianca paused and smacked that little pussy again. “And I think so is Yvette.” The Tall black Dominatrix ran the riding crop up and down the girl’s naked torso. “Suspension puts the sub completely in your control and fully accessible to you, as opposed to tying them to the bed or the wall or an X. You never have to choose a side.” The Tall Domme bent her head and suckled the pale girl’s little pussy while letting her hands roam Yvette’s ass and back.
“And of course with properly secured pulleys and a crank, your adorable victim is adjustable for your convenience.” Bianca fingered the slave as she slowly rose up till she could nibble Yvette’s dark nipple. “As with all play, with your submissive, trust is paramount. Yvette helped do the rigging and my girl knows I would never let her come to harm.”
“Before we close are there any questions or requests?” Bianca asked.
“Paddle that sweet ass!” came a yell from the crowd, followed by cheers.
Slowly Yvette was lowered till her short hair nearly swept the floor. “You heard them, love” Bianca said with a wide grin for all to hear and retrieved a thick wooden paddle from the stage.
John noticed that although the sound was loud, it didn’t look like the swats were hard. Yvette seemed to be writhing but possibly in pleasure.
“She is enjoying it Mistress?” He looked up to Laura.
“I think so. Bianca had her excited and bottom smacking can be pleasurable then. It helps that Yvette is a bit of a pain slut.” Laura explained. “This is not punishment, Johnny. It’s play.”
Bianca and Yvette came to the couch after their show. Instead of kneeling at her feet, Yvette was in the black woman’s lap with her face buried in her Mistress’s neck. Bianca ran her hands all over the petite white girl’s back and her red bottom, cooing to her and praising her for being such a good girl. John found it a bit odd that she was getting praised for enduring something she seemed to enjoy. But Bianca did, she cuddled her and even rocked her, in between kisses. It was sweet to see though.
John had to pee and asked for permission. Laura got up with his leash in hand to escort him. She had forgiven him from last month but was going to make sure her bunny didn’t stray.
Bianca intervened. “I’ll send Yvette with him. She’ll make sure he stays out of trouble.”
Laura debated it for a second in her head. “If you don’t mind.”
Bianca waved it off. “Maybe then they will talk. Slaves need mentors too.”
Yvette didn’t protest but John got the feeling that leaving her Mistress for anything but a drink was not something she wanted to do. The petite dark haired white girl, in just black cotton panties and electrical tape on her nipples, lead the way.
John finished up quickly and waited for Yvette on a bench in the balcony’s Lobby. She joined him shortly and sat next to him and lit up a cigarette that she pulled from somewhere in her waistband. Where she hid the lighter was a mystery.
“Don’t tell” she looked at him sharply and took a long drag.
“She will smell it on you”, John laughed.
“M...m me and Mistress h... have a deal. She d...d doesn’t ask and I don’t tell.” Yvette noticeably stuttered.
John smiled at her. “I think this is the first time you have spoken to me.” He pointed out, being tactful not to bring up the stutter.
“I g…get nervous around new p…people. That’s why I st…stay quiet.” She confessed. “It might go away w…w…when I know you.”
“Mistress Laura told me you and Mistress Bianca have been together for years.” John put out there.
Yvette held up four fingers. “F…four years next month.” Yvette seemed to smile with her whole face as she thought of her Mistress.
“You and M…Mistress Laura seem g…good together.” Yvette made small talk as she finished her smoke.
“Did she really come here alone?” John asked.
Yvette nodded with a sympathetic cringe. “Finding the right p…person is hard.” She patted his knee and gave assurance, “But worth it.”
They got up to go and Yvette smashed out the cigarette. The door to the balcony “Play room” opened up. The harsh blonde Mistress stood there and eyed the two of them like meat as they made for the stairs.
“Come here, you!” she ordered to Yvette.
“I…I c…c…can’t my…” Yvette didn’t like this person.
“Our Mistress’s are waiting for us, sorry Mistress.” John was respectful and tried move away
The harsh Mistress grabbed Yvette by a wrist. “I said here, BITCH!” and yanked the pale girl into the room.
John was shocked by this but pushed through the door to be confronted by the same bald burly Master that had held him for his punishment. John was quick where the Master was like a bear. The blonde Mistress had Yvette from behind with a knee in her back and hand on her throat. He dodged past the big man and collided with the Mistress and striped the hands from Yvette.
“RUN!” He yelled to her.
Yvette saw the big Master and knew she would never make the door. The balcony’s edge was enclosed with Plexiglas. She turned frantically looking for an escape. Fortunately the theatre was a true theatre before it was a movie house. In the middle was a solid wall with the square holes where the projection booth used to be in the middle of the balcony and the holes were still open. Yvette dashed to the opening and shoved her face in.
“MISTRESS!” she screamed to the top of her lungs with no stutter and everyone down below heard it and turned.
Bianca looked back. She knew that voice and was already getting up. Her baby was in trouble. Her high heeled shoes were left at the couch and the tall leggy black woman was sprinting up the aisle. Laura was following but wasn’t as fast as the dark Nubian queen. Bianca hit the stairs just as the group’s few bouncers were getting there and she passed them, taking steps two at a time.
She threw open the door to see her girl being held from behind by some blonde bitch with some burly fucker getting a hold of her legs. John was on the floor in a heap, looking unconscious. Bianca grabbed a paddle the size of a cricket bat from a rack and was charging the big man. They both saw her coming and dropped their captive and decided to head for the door.
The bouncers, Laura, and half the patrons were there now. There was nowhere to go. Laura pushed past to kneel by her Johnny on the floor. He had a lump on his head but she gently rolled him to his back.
“Baby? Baby, wake up!” She lightly smacked his face. “Johnny?”
Bianca had dropped the bat and was holding her little submissive, who seemed more angry now than scared, but still was trembling. “I got you, baby. I got you now. Bianca is here.”
The fat man in the leather harness that started the shows pushed through. It was his group, it was his theatre. “What happened here?” he asked.
The harsh Mistress spoke up. “These two wanted to play and in the middle of it didn’t,” she lied. “They could have just given the safe word instead of causing this entire ruckus.”
Yvette broke away from Bianca’s embrace, with anger on her face. “Y…y…you grabbed me and p…p…pulled me in here! I b…b…belong to her!” she pointed back to Bianca.
The stuttering just convinced the crowd of how upset the poor girl was.
“We were just playing.” The burly Master now lied.
“Then why does he have a lump on his head?!” Laura snarled.
The Dungeon Master had heard enough. “You two are banned forever. Get the fuck out of my place.” The fat man said harshly.
“You have no proof…” The blonde began.
“IT’S MY PLACE!” he silenced her. He turned to the crowd. “Would some of you help escort these pieces of shit out of our club?”
Many Doms and a few Dommes stepped forward and a hole was made in the crowd towards the stairs.
“Fuck this place!” said the bald burly master and moved towards the stairs with the woman behind him.
“None of you know what you’re doing anyway.” She spat back.
Laura was now cradling Johnny’s head in her lap. He was coming to. His first sight was her smiling down at him with a few tears in her eyes.
“Is Yvette ok?” he asked first when his head cleared.
“Oh, baby.” she bent and kissed his forehead. “She’s fine. What happened?”
John conveyed the story of what he knew, right after Yvette yelled, something cracked him in the head and his world went black. Yvette confirmed it and told Laura how John fought to get her free and then she screamed for Bianca.
“My baby’s a hero” Laura smiled and kissed him deeply as he still lay in her lap.
“We should go to the Emergency room to have that lump looked at.” Bianca suggested. “I’m done here tonight anyway.”
They all went to the hospital and John was given an OK by a doctor but suggested he be observed through the night. They all traveled to Bianca and Yvette’s place. It was an apartment but had a second bedroom. Laura had him tucked into the double bed and she sat next to him, cuddling him and stroking his head.
“You should never let me go to the bathroom, Mistress.” He joked. “It only causes trouble.”
Laura giggled. “It wasn’t your fault this time, Johnny. You were a good, brave boy this time.” She kissed the top of his head. “I’m very proud of you, baby. Once that lump is gone, I’m going to give you something special.”
John smiled and snuggled closer to her thigh. He didn’t care what it would be; it would be from her, whatever it was. Gently he fell asleep.
(p.s. while such things should and would never happen at a BDSM dungeon, I went with the "what if?". I battled this for weeks whether to do this or not, that is what took so long.)
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I think I am ready to start posting this to Literotica. I am thinking 3 chapters will make it about 8000- 9000 words per chapter. (the long day in the motel is 1 then from there until his first punishment is chapter 2 and then to the second trip to the club is 3)
A-chat Readers, your suggestions and views are most welcome. I want literotica to not be overwhelmed with to much story in one chunk. you guys have gotten it in 10 pieces or so but that is because of posting limits. I was thinking 2 chapters but not sure where to break it. 3 sounds better.
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The story is still as good as ever, Andrea. I think you should keep it in the same format, you seem to know when to end the current portion which is a talent in itself.
If you aren't an author or journalist by trade, I think you should give it serious consideration. I am a heavy reader and your quality is better than 90% of what passes for literature these days.
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Blu
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Bluuuuuuu! It's nice to see your pretty red head areound after so long time!
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Thank you, Blue. couldn't you just picture Bianca rushing past everyone to get to her baby, Yvette?
Dominance without love is just mean. ;D
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Andrea
I think I am ready to start posting this to Literotica.
YES!!!! You are :)
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Although I am posting it to Literotica, unlike "Discovering Andi", I am NOT done with this story. There is a TON of story I still want to tell. So many things need fleshed out and threads explored. Does he leave his wife, does he not leave his wife? Do they get caught?
And here is a bonus, My Vision of Mistress Laura in all her hotness
(http://i1302.photobucket.com/albums/ag127/Mommaandrea/MissLaura2_zpsc7688079.jpg)
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Hmmmmmmmm......
Perhaps one day, when I'm not writing dissertations, I'd love to write a story like this with the roles swopped (can't think why!).
Yes, I could certainly picture Bianca rushing to protect her baby Yvette, in fact I did, lol!
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Blu
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still loving it . it has taken me awhile to catch up but you are wonderful and so is your writing.
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A little bit more, So that Literotica is not ahead of you guys. this finishes Chapter 3 for them.
Bianca and Yvette took a shower together. The electrical tape came off gently with soapy water and her Mistress scrubbed her back and gently down the crack of the pale white girl’s ass. Yvette leaned back into her Nubian Queen. So tall was Bianca that Yvette’s head nestled into those chocolate orbs as the water sprayed her torso. Bianca wrapped her arms around the petite white body. She leaned her head down and kissed Yvette’s head.
“Are you OK, sweet baby?” Bianca said softly.
Yvette smiled and hugged the arms that hugged her. Without a stutter she said, “I knew my Mistress would save me.”
“I’m serious, Yvette. You know what I mean.” Bianca said.
Yvette slowly turned facing her lover and wrapped her arms around the tall woman’s neck. “I know what you mean, Momma, and I’m OK. Your baby girl is OK.” She smiled and then stretched up to kiss her chocolate Amazon Goddess.
Bianca took her kiss and her big hands roamed down Yvette’s back, one hand gripping the sweet slave’s ass, then giving it a resounding “Smack”. Yvette just smiled still locked in a kiss. Her Mistress knew her and loved her. She was always safe in this embrace. Yvette cocked a leg and was rubbing against her Mistress’s thigh. She palmed a big brown tit, moving her hand against the nipple.
Bianca broke the kiss. “We have guests, baby.” She reminded.
Yvette smiled dreamily at her lover. “Then don’t make me moan so loud,” and pressed her lips back to Bianca’s.
Laura drove John home in the morning and made him sit on the couch while she looked at that bump for the hundredth time. She sat on the arm of her sofa, probing through his hair. It was smaller but still a hard lump.
“Oww, please leave it alone, Mistress.” John said irritated.
Laura tousled his hair. “You were knocked out, Johnny. I want to make sure you are OK…before I give you your present.” She said seductively.
John perked up and forgot about his soar head. “I feel fine, Mistress.” He fibbed.
“Go take a shower, my sweet boy and I’ll get things ready.” She smiled.
John rushed upstairs to the bathroom. He had no idea what they were going to do but he was sure he was going to like it. He tossed off the meager things he was wearing and quickly showered. He thought of soaping up his cock but it was already half hard from the visions going through his imagination. He didn’t want to cum here and then not be able to perform for his waiting Mistress. John toweled off as quickly as he could and then stepped naked into the hallway.
“In here, my good boy.” John heard from Laura’s bedroom.
He walked in the door and Laura stood next to the bed in just the biker vest and her thigh high boots with the tiniest black thong. His eyes were drawn to the cleavage. The leather held her breast tightly together and made a long crevice that then went right in line with the tops “V”. John swallowed, ‘My Mistress is a Goddess’ he thought in wonder of her.
She crooked a finger at him to come to her. “Come here, baby.” She said sweetly and encouragingly.
John moved to her until his cockhead touched her panties. Laura looked down at the evidence of his excitement and smiled at it. She wrapped her arms around her slave and pulled him to her. Gently she nuzzled his ear.
“Do I always excite you like that, my sweet boy?” She whispered.
John’s cock was pressed up between their bellies. “You are a Goddess,” was all he could say.
“Mmm.” She smiled and pulled back then kissed his forehead. “I am going to give you something very special, but first I want my boy to eat.” She kissed him softly. “Are you hungry, Johnny?” she said sultrily.
John nodded and without direction slowly dropped to his knees. He looked up at her adoringly and planted his face between her meaty thighs. His tongue easily ran along the thin material of the thong, pushing it out of the way and holding it with his nose. Laura looked down at her loving boy and gripped his hair for encouragement before spreading wider. In a few months he had become an expert pussy eater. Panties were no obstruction for him. John slid his hands behind her thighs and gripped his Mistress’s round ass, massaging the cheeks as he lapped her sweet juices with his outstretched tongue.
“Go inside, Johnny. Tongue my hole.” She commanded then guided him by his hair.
John loved when she moved him; put him right where she wanted him to be. He could then just concentrate on her aroma, her flavor and the sounds she made that were music to his ears. Laura bent her knees and ground into his face, making his nose mash her clit hard. Laura threw her head back and let her free hand rub across her nipple.
“Get me all wet, good boy.” She said lustfully. “Slurp your Goddess.”
And John did. He made loud noises beneath her. Sucking her lips and folds and at times covering her entire pussy. He wished he had a longer tongue to explore her more deeply. His cock raged between his legs. He wanted to just scoot over and hump her ankle. To rub on any part of his Goddess would have been wonderful as he feed at her juice filled slot. Before he could ask she pulled away from his juice smeared face. Laura was breathing hard and looked flushed.
“Lay on that bed.” She simply commanded and pointed.
John moved like a well trained dog, instantly obeying without question. Laura used John’s own necktie from his neatly folded clothes that he put in the corner Friday night. His eyes were wide but with anticipation, not fear. Laura tied one wrist and put the material through the slatted headboard and then secured the other wrist. She just smiled wide at him as their eyes meet. John’s gaze was locked on her now. Laura played with his lightly haired chest and ran her hand down his belly and then paused as she was about to grip his cock.
“Are you sure you’re up for this?” She teased. “My boy still has quite a lump.”
“Please, Mistress.” He said with urgency. He didn’t know what she was going to do, but he wanted it done.
She bent towards him and kissed him sweetly and softly. “My boy earned this.” She smiled and sat back up with a condom now in her right hand. Laura ripped open the package and scooted back to place it over his rigid cock. Slowly, gently she put it on the head and carefully and deliberately rolled it down, watching his face as she handled his dick. John’s eyes were closed, maybe in concentration.
“Don’t cum now, Johnny.” She cautioned.
John was thinking of baseball and running “rats” in Gym class, anything to calm himself. His lump on his head was throbbing and that helped. He watched as his Goddess stepped over and now straddled him, her knees on either side of his belly. His eyes went from her golden hair and slowly down to her sexy thighs and back up again. ‘Was she going to fuck him?’ John couldn’t believe it. Laura reached between her legs and grabbed his cock and sitting back rubbed its head along her wet slit.
“Johnny, are you my good boy?” She asked and rubbed it again along her lips.
John nodded desperately. “Yes, Mistress.” He almost cried.
“You will never get to fuck me, Johnny.” She informed him matter-of-factly. Then her voice softened and she caressed his cheek. “But I will fuck you, my sweet boy.” And she let her hips fall and her wet pussy swallowed his cock and her ass sat on his thighs.
The look on his face was exquisite. He was in such rapture and Laura smiled knowing it was all her. She was his Goddess; his desire was only for her. Slowly she ground back and forth, riding his body and feeling his hard cock shift inside her. She bent down and caressed his face.
“You’re trying not to cum aren’t you baby?” She asked. John just nodded. “Once you cum it’s all over.” She said teasingly.
She kissed his nose then began riding him in earnest, sliding her pussy up and down his shaft. She unbuttoned the vest and let her nipples rub against his chest. Laura nibbled at his ear as she worked him inside with her muscles. Then sitting back she began to bounce, fucking him in and out of her. She put her hands on his chest and pinched his nipples. Laura marveled at the concentration in his face, but she never meant for it to last this long. Usually she can make him cum so quickly. She bent down again and still rocking back and forth whispered in his ear.
“It’s ok, baby.” She breathed. “This is for you. You’re allowed to cum.”
John started bucking his hips under her, and Laura smiled again at her control of him.
Finally she growled in his ear. “Cum For Me, Johnny!”
And John’s cock erupted on command and he gave a loud cry. His seed exploded into the condom tip. She could feel his cock was like iron and she smacked her pussy up and down on his groin. John arched his back so hard she thought he would hurt himself. But gently he came back down. His breathing was harsh and she thought he was sobbing again. Laura kissed his face tenderly and let her body just lay on him and feel his quivering subside. Then he said something she wasn’t really expecting.
“I love you, Mistress.”
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good work Momma Andrea, you really have the characters so well in your mind.
Hope we won't have to wait too long for more!
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blu
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I second that.
This is a great story Momma_Andrea. Cant wait to read the next installment.
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Thanks, you two. Laura is at best my other self. But she has my heart.
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I know this is my first post here Momma_Andrea but keep it up love the story line.
Can't wait for the next chapter.
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Momma_andrea, I started reading this story and read it to the point you stopped at. All I can say is WOW!!!! If this was in a book form I would not be able to put it down. This story is HOTT I cannot wait to read more.... I hope you add more to it soon. Its so descriptive you can see all of it unfold as a movie is playing in front of you. Its been quite sometime that a story has caught my attention that I couldn't stop reading until I got to a stopping point. Cant wait to read more.... ::)
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Thank you, it unfolds like a movie in my head and I'm trying my best to put it into yours. I am not done with Laura and Johnny but it has been like pulling teeth lately. ;D
(I have like 3 stories I am poking around with but a friend tells me that is how I should work; get stuck? shift to another one)
But Thanks, feedback is the only "pay" I get.
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haha oooh if this was a book I would most def. buy it hehe :)
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John’s wife, dark haired Jill, was getting suspicious, mostly because John didn’t pester her for sex anymore. She reached for him the other night and smoothed his back as he lay away from her and he just wiggled deeper into the covers and fell asleep. She had never been rejected before. John usually jumped at her slightest show of affection, but lately he couldn’t care less, it seemed. Jill turned away and faced the wall, trying to remember the times that her husband didn’t want to. It was a very short list.
On Saturday Jill was ready to go shopping but John was going to stay home. ‘He had been doing that a lot lately too.’ She thought. He never went anywhere with her anymore. He would be at that computer when she came home or not here at all and had sent the kids to her mom’s. ‘Was he having an affair,’ she thought, ‘or just out playing ball with the guys like he said?’ He did look bruised and soar at times but he would be in a good mood; like a guy done playing football with the guys. ‘Jill, you’re being foolish’ she told herself.
Jill looked askance at the PC screen. John was in the shower and had logged off. ‘What would she find?’ she wondered. She clicked his screen icon only to be meet by a password request.
“Damn” she said quietly.
She thought about her husband. He had certain tastes and likes but guessing his password would be impossible. She tried anyway. First the kid’s names, then hers, she even put in “password” hoping he would be that simple.
John came downstairs dressed for his casual Saturday like normal. Jill stood next to the table and his laptop which was still secure.
“Well I’m off.” She informed him and gave him a quick peck on the cheek.
John sat down as she walked out of the kitchen and typed in his password. “Bye, Jill” He said automatically.
Jill was already rattling words in her head. He typed five characters then an enter stroke, she was sure of it.
John logged on to find a message waiting for him. Laura was asking for a phone call. She would never call him, not even on his cell when he was home. John hurriedly dialed the number on his cell
“Hello, Johnny” Laura answered.
“Good morning, Mistress.” John responded.
“I guess New Years Eve would be impossible?” Laura asked anyway.
John sighed sadly; he would love to be with her that night. “I would think so, my Mistress.”
“I‘ve never been to one.” She confessed.
“Is it much different than the other monthly meets?” John wondered.
“Bianca tells me there is dancing, and a beauty contests for the slaves. They don’t do any formal demonstrations, but couples may get on stage and do scenes as long as space is available.”
“I’m sorry, Mistress” John was disappointed too.
“Not your fault, sweet boy.” Laura said. “So, does she have plans?”
“I have no idea. I should probably talk to her about it.” John admitted.
Laura was done. She didn't like discussing his wife. “Goodbye, Johnny.”
“Goodbye, Mistress” John waited for her to hang up then closed his phone.
Jill got up for church on Sunday and got in the shower. As she stepped out she noticed John's phone on the charger under the sink. She knew he was still asleep, but she locked the door anyway. She snatched it up and checked his history. Someone named Laura called yesterday. Laura called earlier in the week. Laura called last week.
'Maybe Laura was someone at work.' She thought 'Other than yesterday's call, they seemed to come during the workday' Still Jill was suspicious. She put down the phone and got dressed.
John left the house to go running. He never did go to church with Jill and the kids. He would be gone for at least an hour. Jill saw it as an opportunity. She shooed the kids out the door. 'they can walk.' she thought. She moved the mouse on the sleeping PC and there was the login screen asking for a password.
“Five characters and and enter stroke.” Jill reminded herself.
S A R A H, she typed their daughters name but it failed. R O G E R, her father's name. She couldn't think of anyone else in her husband's life with a five letter name. Then she remembered Laura. L A U R A, and the screen opened to his desktop. 'Who the HELL is Laura!' She had to know now. Laura was important enough to be his password!
Jill quickly went through John's browser history, looking for anything suspicious and then through his favorites list. Her husband had a few BDSM sites and a theatre in Mansfield that needed a further look. Jill put a hand over her mouth. 'It was a club or something for these...perverts.'
“Oh my God.” She said out loud.
She noticed they meet once a month and Jill did some cross referencing in her brain. 'John went to Detroit that weekend...at least that is what he said. Bastard'
“Calm down, Jill.” She said to herself. “So far it's just sites and pictures.”
She kept looking through his history and then through his files and even did a file search for “Laura”, but found nothing about the woman. She looked back to the open web page about the theatre. They were having a New Years party. Maybe all this was fantasy for John and she was jumping to conclusions, but still, he was acting odd and she wanted to know why. Jill wondered if she should just confront him, but she had nothing but some web pages and a woman's name, who might be a co-worker. She checked the clock and rushed out to make it to church before the sermon.
That night John was working on sales reports and tabulating his commissions, when Jill walked in and interrupted him.
“Honey,” She started sweetly. “What do you want to do for New Years Eve?”
John didn't look up. “Oh, I don't know. We could go out. We haven't gone out for New Years since the kids came.”
“There's nothing special you want to do?” She was fishing for any clue.
“Hopefully, I won't have to go out of town.” John laid groundwork for being with Laura instead, but it was too much to hope for.
That last statement pricked at Jill's ears. “Going out of town” is the kind of excuse a cheater would use. And he has been out of town, but she just smiled at him.
“That would be a shame.” Jill was going to give him some rope. “But it is your job, I guess I would understand.”
John looked up at her now. “Well, I doubt I would have to.” John got up and gave her a peck on the cheek.
On Wednesday, John was with Laura giving her a pedicure as they watched NCIS. He had told her about the conversation with Jill.
“It's a lot to ask Johnny. And risky; to be gone for a holiday she'll probably want a room number or something to call you at the big stroke of midnight.”
“She'll call my cell and I just won't answer.” John provided. He was more excited about this than his Mistress, who was being the cautious one.
“I don't know.” Laura replied. “ I been thinking about what Bianca said. Someone is gonna get hurt, Johnny.”
John turned from his seat on the floor. “What are you saying, Mistress?” John was apprehensive.
“Something has to change before this all blows up.” Laura was serious.
“You want me to leave her?” John was unsure about any action.
“I'm not gonna tell you what to do in this situation. But do you even love her?” Laura put the elephant in the room, the big question.
John had no answer at that moment.
With New years a few days away, John decided to go for the big lie. It was elaborate and costly, but he wanted to be at that New Years party on the end of Mistress Laura's leash, for him but for her too. He made a room reservation and would actually drive to Indianapolis the day before and check in. Then he would drive back in the morning and crash at Laura's until the evening. He only had to sell Jill.
“You're serious?” Jill sounded incredulous. “How can they do that?” She gave up easily it seemed. “Well, we knew it was a possibility.”
John was so pleased that she was accepting the lie so easily. Still he had to show fake remorse.
He hugged his wife. “I'm so sorry hun. Thanks for understanding though.”
“It's OK.” She said. Now she was suspicious as ever but her mind was working and she was determined to catch him.
John put his plans into motion and Laura was excited to be going to the New Years party. They would show up at their usual ten o'clock. Laura got one of those white collars with black tie like male strippers wear to add to Johnny's slave ensemble just for the occasion.
Jill had no idea where her husband was right now, but she had a strong suspicion that before midnight he would be at a theater in Mansfield. She had gotten her parents to watch the kids with an easy excuse that she was going to surprise John for New Years. 'Oh, she would surprise him, alright.' she thought to herself.
The Theatre seemed more packed than usual but there were streamers and balloons everywhere. John got the familiar 63 put on his arm. Everyone was smiling and milling around and talking. He was looking all over and taking it in until he felt a yank on the leash
“This way, sweet boy.” Laura admonished but she wasn't angry and some people laughed at the wide eyed submissive.
“I'm sorry, Mistress.” John was immediately contrite.
Laura was smiling. “You're acting like it's your first time all over again.”
“Well, it's special, Mistress.” He said.
She stopped and turned to him right in the crowd. “Yes it is, Johnny.” and she kissed him lovingly. “Now, pray for a seat. I had to beg to be let in on such short notice.”
The couches and booths were not facing the stage, but were instead set up in squares facing inward. It was much more a social event with no exhibitions. It was a party. Laura got to be in the same circle with Bianca. With two Dominants to a couch there were eight subs all in the middle like puppies on leashes in the park. Yvette smiled at John but because of her impediment left the introductions to him. John was happy though to meet his brother and sister slaves. They all talked quietly while their Masters or Mistress did the same.
John wasn't the only white collar worker there. In fact most of them were well educated. He made the effort to stop and speak directly to Yvette once in a while to keep her in the conversation. She was his friend, she was his first sister. Bianca had dressed her beloved Yvette in a frilly black tulle skirt with a red and black bodice and fishnet stockings to finish it off, instead of her normal black panties and electrical tape. She still wore the thick black utilitarian collar. John got the sense that a jeweled choker or something similar would be scoffed at by Yvette.
Jill, dressed in blue jeans, boots and her black pea coat,crossed the street and came in with the last of the crowd. She saw the reception table and ducked to the side. 'The perverts take reservations, great!' She thought to herself. She saw a closet near her. 'Maybe I can wait them out.' and she ducked inside.
Once the lobby was empty it got quiet and Jill looked out. The husky men were checking a list.
“That's it?” the first one said.
“Everyone is here.” the second big hairy guy responded.
The first smiled. “Nice turn out. Go lock the door and we can go upstairs, baby bear.” he said seductively.
“OK, Daddy Bear.” said the second man sweetly to his obvious lover.
Jill saw a huge smile on his face as he did go lock the front doors. The thought of them together was making her sick, but she had to stay silent until they had gone.
“Can we use the swing?” 'baby bear' said excitedly as his big ass bounced passed the closet back toward his lover.
“After I eat that sweet hole.” Said Daddy Bear vulgarly.
Jill just shook her head and tried to let the words pass by her mind. 'They'll be gone soon. They'll be gone soon.' she kept saying in her mind. Finally she stepped from the closet and moved up the lobby. There was no one to challenge her now. She looked to the stairs that the big gay men just went up and then to the theater doors, where she heard music and people. 'That's where he is!' she said almost aloud. She wasn't sure what she would do if he was in there. A big part of her hoped she was wrong. But she knew she wasn't.
It was dim in the theater, with many colored lights. Jill was looking all over and her eyes would land on some scantily clad person, usually attached to a leash, some chains, some leather. She herself was getting looks but she ignored them and walked to the bar. Anger was making her bold.
“You!” she barked at the bartender and looked at him with steel eyes.
“Yes, M'Lady. Can I help you?” The bartender assumed she was a Domme and not just a furious wife.
“John” she remembered the woman's name. “and Laura, are they here?”
“Oh, those two, yes, I saw them. Couldn't tell you where they are though m'Lady.”
“Thank you.” Jill replied simply
She had liked the respect he had shown her. Usually she would have walked off once she got what she needed. Now she would have to search the room. 'That Bastard was in here, somewhere.' she thought. She wasn't sure what to do about this “Laura”. Maybe she didn't know John was married, but John KNEW John was married. The more she thought of it the angrier she got. There was no sadness in her, she was furious.
Jill walked down the isles,disgusted by what she saw. The slaves would get out of her way and the others would nod at her as if equals. She decided she may as well use that.
“Laura and John, have you seen them?” She would ask. She was getting “no”s or they would say they didn't know them, until finally...
“They are over there, Mistress.” the man pointed, but his eyes were at her shoes.
Jill strode off without a word into the mix of booths, couches and love seats and she saw him. He was on the floor, with no shirt and some ridiculous thing on his waist and one of those leashes. Jill had read the web sites and seen the others here. Her husband was a submissive? She shook her head slowly and looked at him with even more disdain. It was crowded in there but she charged in anyway and bending down SMACKED his surprised face with all the strength she had.
“YOU BASTARD!” She yelled and smacked him again as he was trying to get up.
Laura tried to get to her feet to maybe stop it or get between them but Bianca forcefully put a hand on her shoulder pulling her back down and shook her head and mouthed “NO” when Laura looked at her in shock. All the subs had scooted to the side or out of the center entirely.
“Jill, please...” he began
“LET YOU EXPLAIN THIS? NOT NECCESARY!” She screamed down at him and then looked to Laura “You can have the worthless cheating PIG!”
Jill gave a final kick with her boot and caught John right in his groin and then turned and stormed out. She was given a wide berth and the isles cleared for her.
p.s. Sorry there is no sex in this part, but he had to get caught sometime. I debated a catfight and my friend Christy will be disappointed that there isn't one. But I wanted Jill to walk out of there with all Dignity. Her honor is intact.
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This story is great.
Your writing skills are so well developed.
Someday I think you will be published if that is your goal.
A woman who knows what she wants is a beautiful thing.
Please continue to share with us here on the forum.
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Wow I never seen that coming and in him getting caught. Ooh I can't wait to see what happens and if Laura is still going to want him now that Jill doesn't want him... Thanks for another great add on ::)
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John's wife could be as good for him as Laura.
She displayed the traits of the domineer at the new years party.
But she would have to love him and care for him as Laura does.
This turnabout in a marriage is rare but within the realm of possibility.
I wait anxiously for the further developments.
:)
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It was a long time before John wasn't nauseous. Eventually he was helped off the floor by Laura. No one else was seeming to hold much sympathy for him. Even Bianca held an “I told you so” look for Laura. There were no goodbyes, she just got Johnny to her jeep and went home.
John woke up in the spare bedroom and the events of last night came crashing into his consciousness. He had to get home. Maybe someway he could salvage this. But deep in his mind was the thought 'Isn't this what you wanted? You're free.' It seemed so callous, but there it was.
He limped out of Laura's back door and got to his car and sped home only to find a lot of his things scattered on the front lawn as if tossed out the window. His laptop was in pieces. It was destroyed before it was ever thrown outside. All the slide bolts were thrown. She was home but she wasn't going to talk to him. John slowly gathered up all she had thrown out. He kept looking to the windows but she never showed herself. With one last look he climbed back in his car.
John lay in bed in Laura's spare bedroom and stared at the wall until January second. He cried a few times but mostly he was numb. He tried to call Jill but she wouldn't answer. He went to his in-laws and wasn't let in the door. He wondered how much they knew. And so he left and came back here. He lay there not thinking about it. If he thought about it he got a tightness in his chest. Finally Laura came in to talk to him. She sat on the bed, behind him and smoothed his back.
“Sweetie, I'm sorry.” Laura said softly.
“Can I stay here?” He finally asked in a flat tone..
“Of course.” She quickly answered.
He laid there in his melancholy, and she decided to leave him alone. In fact she went to work. When she came home it looked as if he had never moved. So she called Bianca.
“He's really depressed” Laura said with concern.
“That's about normal for a man who's wife caught him cheating and tossed him to the curb.” Bianca was glib and pulled no punches.
“I feel responsible.” Laura admitted.
“Oh Really? Tell me more of this sudden sense of responsibility you have.” Now Bianca was being sarcastic.
“Why are you being like this?” Laura got loud with her mentor.
But Bianca got louder. “Because I warned YOU and YOU didn't listen! YOU are the Domme. YOU should have cut it off until he sorted out his feelings about his wife! And if he chose you then fine, he should have been upfront with her and YOU should have made sure he did it, but if he chose her, YOU should have washed your hands of him. But YOU didn't do any of that.” Bianca was yelling into the phone now. “You played games and now people are hurt.”
Laura was silent on her end. She couldn't argue any of that.
“If you truly are a Domme, I suggest you go take care of your sub, because he is in pain.” Bianca hung up the phone.
Laura made him a sandwich and some carrot sticks and celery and carried it upstairs. The sun was going down and it was very dim in the room, but she left the lights off and set the plate on the night stand.
“Johnny,” she sat behind him again. “I'm sorry, baby. I really am. I was in charge of this and I screwed up.” she ran her hand through his hair. “Johnny?”
“I don't blame you.” He said quietly.
“Thank you, sweet boy, but it has been pointed out to me that it is my fault.”
John rolled over and looked up at her. Even in the darkness she couldn't meet his gaze. Bianca was absolutely right. She put her hand behind his neck and directed it to her lap and then stroked his hair.
“I was selfish. I wanted you and I didn't care about anyone else.” she confessed. “You are the sweetest guy I have ever met and I caused all of this. I wish I hadn't and that is the truth, sweet boy.”
“What should I do?” He asked simply.
“Give her everything, don't contest any of it. And then forgive me.”
John began to cry softly in her lap. He was getting a divorce and the finality of it struck him. Laura stroked him and petted him.
“I still cried when I divorced my ex, even though we were at each others throats in the end.” She told him. “You remember that once you did love them, and the thought of them made you smile.”
It took three months to finalize. John's lawyer used the finances as leverage to get him good visitation rights, it's all he wanted. Jill got everything, so it wasn't that difficult. John lived in Laura's spare room, his room now. Laura had rules for him, if he was to be a permanent resident. She had spelled them out in those first weeks of January.
“First, I don't do laundry. I barely do my own; Your job from now on.” She wasn't reading from a list but it seemed as if she had thought about this. “Next, no parading around naked. I have seen it, Johnny,” She smiled from her place on the couch. “and I'll call when I want it. Third, You may cook in my kitchen, but I reserve the right to eat half of it. Four, if you are going to be late, you better have the courtesy to call. Finally you will not enter my room unless told to.”
John looked up at her from his place on the floor. “I cant sleep with you?”
“I told you before, Johnny, sleeping with me is something you must earn.”
There were no rules that applied to Laura though. She came home late after doing an electronic inventory at the store and came into his dark room with no pants or panties on. She put her blonde covered snatch right over his mouth and brought Johnny to full consciousness in no time. John tried to reach for her ass but she negated that.
“Uh uh” she said playfully. “Give me those hands.”
She held John's wrists while she ground her pussy into his lips and chin. She could see his eyes from the light in the hall and it was all she could see.
“Get your tongue in me, sweet boy. You know how I like it, Johnny.” She commanded.
John shoved his tongue deep inside of her. Her musk was thick, filling his nose. She had pants on all day and John knew her cycles. She was ovulating and horny as hell. The aroma intoxicated him and the stickiness of her pussy was amazing. His tongue lapped from just outside her slit and then swung inside and then he brought it out just below her clit. Laura moaned and ground into him all the more. She looked back at the tent that was forming under the covers.
“I make my Johnny hard, don't I?” she grinned at him from above.
John could only slightly nod. She always made him hard. Laura let go one hand and reached back to caress him through the covers. Her hand pressed his cock to his belly and she ran her palm up and down it.
“Get those covers off.” She ordered.
John's legs kicked frantically until he lay there in his boxers, his cock straight out the slit. His eyes wide, he never stopped lapping his Mistress. Laura gripped his hard dick and stroked it roughly.
“Do you want to cum?” she smiled down at him and John nodded quickly.
“You know the rule. When I cum, you cum. Now eat it, sweet boy.”
She had let go his hands and John gripped her full ass. He massaged and pulled apart those cheeks. He planted his mouth over her sex and sucked on her pussy. She was juicy and sticky like a peach in late season. His nose breathed hard on her clit. Laura had wet her fingers with her tongue and now pulled gently at the head of his cock as if she was plucking something from the ground over and over. John clenched his ass and tried to present his cock higher. Laura responded by going lower and pulling up his foreskin. She kept wetting her fingers and teasing him.
John didn't ask permission but slide two fingers into her as he moved up to her clit. Laura threw her head back and groaned. She looked down at him.
“Keep that up and I'll juice you.” She said eagerly.
John did just that. If he got her to squirt all over his chest and face, he would love it. He rubbed gently at the nodules just inside her pussy. His finger tips where practically behind his tongue. He moved those two fingers just right there, rubbing that spot. He could feel Laura tighten up and and her walls collapse on his fingers. He rubbed a few more times and pulled them out quickly. Nothing, but Laura moaned loudly above him. He got his fingers back inside and her inner flesh was undulating and trying to push him back out and when it did, it happened.
Laura squirted a quick gush of her love fluids over his neck and then his mouth, because she tilted her pelvis in her orgasmic throes. John lay beneath her, smiling to her and at himself. Pleasing Laura and making her cum was the top of his priority list. Laura pushed her fingers inside herself and then reached back to spread her sex juice on his rigid cock. It didn't take long, just a minute of pumping and John shot cum six inches up and it landed on Laura's hand. She bent down to kiss him and smeared the cum with hers into his neck.
“Good night, sweet boy.” She smiled nose to nose with him before bounding off and into the bathroom for a shower.
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more great writing Andrea, you keep me wondering which direction this is going.... xxxx
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I believe we have come to a fork in the road as Kermit would say.
;)
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Literotica has not been updated since Johnny told Laura he loved her (well before the club fight and divorce) what I have from there till now is only about 4500 words.(its usually 8 to 9 thousand) Opinions; should we give them what we got or include a triumphant return to the BDSM club?
By May Laura thought he was ready to move on and maybe end their self imposed exile from the club. First they went to a casual get together at Bianca's on Sunday. It was just them and another couple that Bianca had met at a munch the week before.
Robert and Amy where an older couple with kids grown and out of the house. After twenty two years, they were trying to rekindle the romance in their life when they'd read about BDSM. John and Yvette where wearing collars but dressed casually , and sat on the floor in front of their Mistresses. Amy sat quietly next to her husband on the sofa, her slim legs held together. She seemed a little embarrassed by all this but not skittish.
“I'm not sure this is something we can do...” Robert paused looking for the words, and looking to his wife “All the time. 24/7 as they say.”
Bianca held an understanding smile with her hands in her lap. “Many couples don't. For most it's just bedroom play, but you may find it creeping into the rest of your life. A look, a touch, a whisper of things that might happen later.” The tall nubian queen shifted and rested her hand on Yvette's hair. “You both are seeking a new intimacy with each other. That's beautiful.” She encouraged.
“I...” Robert paused. “I don't want to hurt her.” He blushed before continuing, “But the thought of her... tied up and helpless, it, it does give me a thrill.” He squeezed his wife's hand, who was now beet red.
Laura had to speak up, “In twenty-two years you never told her this?” She asked incredulously.
Now Robert was the one embarrassed. “I always worried...” He looked to the floor, “...what she would think of me.”
Bianca looked to Amy. “And what do you think of him, Amy?”
Amy's cheeks were flaming and it took her a moment. “I, I think it sounds hot.” She looked up at her husband. “I trust Robert.”
Bianca smiled broadly. “That's where it all begins.” She reached to her satchel next to the chair and pulled out two of the three paged surveys. “Both of you should fill these out and then talk about them with each other. Find your likes and what excites you.”
After dinner, John and Yvette did dishes. There was no conversation with her before because of the new people.
“H-h-how are you?” The short brunette asked him with her hands in the sink.
“I'm better. I get to see my kids.” John shrugged, drying a plate.
“But how are you and Laura?” Yvette asked seriously.
John had to think about that one. He was a mess, and except for the occasional face grind, Laura had been distant, maybe giving him time and space. “I guess it's not the same.” He finally admitted.
“You should talk then. Subs are more than allowed to open conversation about the relationship, the US.” Yvette advised him, emphasizing the word by gripping her fist in her other hand.
John smiled at her. “You didn't stutter.” he pointed out, excitedly.
“I told you it would go away.” Yvette said non-nonchalantly, and went back to washing dishes. “If you need to talk, you can call me.”
“Thanks”
Wednesday night they watched NCIS as usual. Laura on the couch and John on the carpet, rubbing her feet. He felt her stroke his hair. Now was the time, he thought.
“Mistress, I think I'm better now.” He opened the conversation, awkwardly.
Silence for a moment. “You mean the divorce?”
“Yeah.” John turned and rested his chin on the couch and his cheek at her knee. Laura smiled at that puppy dog look he gave up at her.
“I think so too.” She ran her fingers through his hair.
John hoped for her to speak more but he pressed on. “Thank you for giving me space, but I miss US.” He used the term Yvette had.
It worked, Laura smiled wider. “I miss us too, Johnny.” She caressed his cheek. “We can go to the club next week, if you're ready. We might be pointed at, but I'm sure most of them have stopped talking about it.”