In my last chapter I made my young girlfriend Susan my pet. I’ll continue our story by retelling the last few sentences from the previous chapter.
“What did you like the most?”
“The spanking.”
“What did you like the least?”
Susan hesitated. “I didn’t like the handcuffs.”
“Why not?”
“Because when you were bouncing on my face your boobs were bouncing too. I wanted to hold them. When you reversed I wanted to hold your ass, but I couldn’t. And I like to hold my pussy open for you when you spank me. That’s so sexy.”
“I see. Then no cuffs when we do that again.”
The next night I was with my boyfriend and rode the real thing.
One day Susan forgot her tablet at my house. I opened it to find her logged in to an adult stories website. I browsed through her profile and discovered the following:
“Mistress Diana took possession of me and made me her pet. I am honored that she selected me to be her kitten. Mistress Diana has taught me how to please her and I work very hard to be a worthy pet. I am allowed to wear my collar only in her presence. I adore my Mistress from head to toe.
Mistress Diana has total control of my body and she knows what’s best for me. I am her property. I love my Mistress and I am here to please her every whim.”
I was somewhat taken aback to discover that I was a Mistress. But Susan enjoyed our play and if she needed me to be her Mistress I would fulfill her desire.
Susan texted me on Friday informing me that her last class was canceled. “Can I come over early?” she asked.
“Of course,” I replied.
“I’m so glad it’s Friday,” she said upon arriving. “I’ve been thinking of you all day, Diana.”
“You have? Why?”
“I need some loving. And I need you.”
“Then I’m going to give you what you need,” I assured her. “First let’s get you out of these clothes.”
I stripped her naked and stood before her. Squeezing her tits and pressing my lips to hers, I looked in her eyes and informed her, “I’m going to put you on your leash and shave your pussy.”
“I’ve been looking forward to that all week,” she with relief.
I retrieved her collar and my shaving apparatus.
“Hold up your hair.” Susan lifted her lush red hair.
I placed her collar around her neck and attached her leash.
She exhaled. “Ah, I feel better already,” she said with contentment.
Susan was talkative and wanted to tell me about her week. I toyed with her tits, pressing my index fingers on her nipples and giving her gentle squeezes as she spoke. She always enjoyed me fondling her boobs during our conversations and her nipples responded accordingly. After ten minutes of enjoying her generous endowment I ordered Susan to take her position on the kitchen island.
“Did I leave my tablet here?” she asked as I shaved her mound.
“You did. You were still logged on to a story site. I saw what you wrote on your profile page,” I said, moving to her labia.
“You saw that?”
“Was I not supposed to?”
“I wasn’t sure you would understand my feelings.”
“I understand your feelings completely. You enjoy submitting to me with total confidence that you are loved and you are safe.”
“Exactly. I love giving myself to you. You have an innate sense of what I need. You’re the perfect lover.”
“Thank you. I enjoy having you as my pet.”
“I enjoy having you as my Mistress. And I’m glad you have a boyfriend; you’re not a lesbian.”
“What’s wrong with lesbians?”
“Nothing. Nothing at all. I just don’t like the idea of women having sex with each other.”
“We’re women. We have sex with each other.”
Susan stumbled over her words for some seconds, trying to reconcile herself with the facts. “Yeah, but…well…what we do isn’t…that’s true, I guess…but our…” She hesitated.
I paused the shaving and waited. “Go on,” I urged, my hand on her vagina.
“Our intimacy is rooted in love,” she finally announced.
“It is,” I agreed. “But lesbians love, too. We all need to love and be loved. It’s just a matter of finding the right person.”
She thought for a moment. “Well I’m not a lesbian,” she declared.
“Alright. But there’s no need to label yourself. You love me as your Mistress and I love you as my pet. The intimacy we share is beautiful.”
“It is. The things you do to me drive me wild.”
“I have some more ideas about what I’m going to do to izmit escort you.”
“I can’t wait.”
“Open wide,” I instructed. “I want you smooth.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
I gave her an approving smile and patted her vagina. “Good girl.”
Susan had expressed a desire to keep a small triangle of hair on her mound pointing down to her slit, but I overruled her; I would keep her pussy totally bald.
I finished my work, and pinching her lips together, I tugged on her pussy. “Has this kitty ever had a man?”
“A boy is more like it. He didn’t know what he was doing and always finished too soon. He was selfish. He never heard of ‘ladies first.'”
“We’ll fix that. Go stand behind the couch,” I ordered.
Susan, totally naked and freshly shaved, sauntered to the living room. Her leash swayed with her steps.
I stripped and took out the dildo. I stepped into the harness and back into my sexy heels. Standing behind her I ordered her to bend over. Susan made a show by slowly lowering herself and, standing on tippy toes, pushed her ass in the air. I retrieved some masking tape and taped her wrists together behind her back.
“Spread your legs apart.” Susan did.
“Bend over further. And spread wider.” Her pussy became completely accessible.
I grabbed her curvy hips and entered her from the rear. She let out some sighs as I pressed in deeper. Once all the way home I pulled her ass into my groin and held tightly.
“That’s nice,” Susan cooed.
Now that I had Susan fully opened up I took her leash in one hand and a fistful of her gorgeous red hair in the other. I slowly began moving in and out of her.
“You like this, my pet?”
“Yes, Mistress Diana.”
“You want it harder?” I asked, tugging on her leash and pulling her hair.
“Fuck me as hard as you like, Mistress.”
I worked her harder, pulling almost all the way out before ramming back home, tickling her clit as I did. Her boobs slapped against the couch cushion. Before long Susan had a wild orgasm. I let her calm and withdrew. I untaped her wrists and setting the dildo aside, I ordered Susan onto the floor in front of the couch.
“Put your face against the front of the couch, just below the seat cushion.” Susan complied and I sat on the very edge of the couch, my vagina an inch above her face.
“Now stick out your tongue.” Susan did and I began bouncing on her face. Susan smiled with delight as I used her pretty face for my enjoyment.
“You look happy,” I stated.
“I’m always happy with your pussy in my face.”
I stood up. “Then lay down,” I said, motioning toward the couch.
I moved to mount her and began to kick off my heels as I did.
“No! Keep your heels on,” Susan cried. “You’re so sexy in heels.” I kept them on.
“Squeeze your tits together,” I said, mounting her.
“Yes, Mistress Diana.”
“Nice tits,” I said as I rubbed my pussy on her two round globes.
“Can I please have one of your special facials too, Mistress?” Susan asked. I held Susan by her hair and rubbed my pussy all over her face.
“Thank you, Mistress. I needed that. Best perfume I’ve ever worn.”
I got an idea. I rose and got Susan’s phone from her pocketbook. I took her lipstick too. I returned to the couch and mounted her facing her pussy.
“Open wide for me,” I instructed. Susan pulled herself open and I rewarded her with a kiss. I then rubbed her lipstick lengthwise along her slit.
“Now show me your clit.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“Good girl.”
I inserted her lipstick an inch into her and used her phone to spank her clitoris.
“Good girl, good pussy,” I said as I spanked her swollen nub. I rubbed her phone all over my own pussy before giving her a few more spanks.
It didn’t take either of us long; we shared simultaneous, robust orgasms. I dismounted and lay on top of her. We kissed. Susan’s face was a sticky mess.
“Thank you!” Susan gushed.
“For what?”
“For all of it. For shaving me, for nailing me from behind, and the facial.”
I gave each of her tits a kiss and her luscious vagina a quick lick. I stood.
“Let’s go out to dinner,” I announced. “My treat.”
We dressed. Susan fixed her face and we departed.
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We took a booth at a local Italian restaurant. We ordered and as we waited for the food we talked about izmit anal yapan escort Susan’s classes. She was academically gifted and worked hard. Her grades proved it.
“It’s a lot of book work, but it’s not that difficult,” she explained to me as she applied some lipstick.
“Hi Susan.” We turned to see a handsome young man approaching our booth. “It’s nice to see you.”
“Hi Anthony,” Susan replied nonchalantly.
“I’ve never seen you here before.”
“I’ve never been here before.”
She turned to me. “Diana, this is Anthony. Anthony is in a few of my classes. Anthony, this is my friend Diana.”
He extended a hand. “Pleased to meet you, Diana.”
I extended mine. “Pleased to meet you, Anthony.”
Anthony addressed Susan courteously. He was friendly and there was a sincerity about him. He was a gentleman and I took an instant liking to him. It was obvious he had a crush on Susan. It was just as obvious she didn’t have a crush back.
“You look nice, Susan. I like your lipstick.” She was still holding the lipstick I had inserted in her pussy not an hour ago.
“Thank you.”
He made some small talk and then announced, “I’m here with a friend. Would you ladies care to join us?”
I almost blurted out “Sure!” but Susan was quicker.
“It’s a girl’s night out. We’re talking girl talk. We wouldn’t be good company.”
“I understand,” Anthony replied in defeat. He lingered, chatting a while before leaving.
“I hope to see you here again, Susan. Nice meeting you Ms. Diana.”
“Nice meeting you too, Anthony.” He eased away back to his friend.
As we ate I exchanged some glances with Anthony and his friend across the restaurant. They were cute guys. When it came time to leave I wanted to bid them good night but Susan held me back. We arrived back home and I brought up the subject of Anthony.
“He seems nice. And he likes you.”
“He has asked me out, but I said no.”
“Why?”
“I have you, Diana. You know what I need and you satisfy me completely.”
“You can have a boyfriend also, Susan.”
“It would be different. I like our relationship the way it is. I want to be only yours. I want to be pure for you, Diana. No boy touching me.”
“But I have a boyfriend.”
“I like that. It makes me feel special that you already have a sex life but keep me as your toy.”
“You know you’re much more than a toy to me, Susan. You’re my best friend and I love you.”
“I love you too, Diana. You made me a woman. But I still like the fact that you have a boyfriend. I often imagine you coming home after taking care of him and me waiting for you, all chaste. Then you having your way with me.”
“We’ll do that this Sunday. I have some ideas. But getting back to Anthony, he’s polite and he’s on his way somewhere in this world. I can tell he’s serious. He’s going be successful.
“He does get good grades,” Susan conceded.
“You’re young. You don’t know what’s out there, Susan. Losers, players, connivers, liars. Grab a good guy while you can. As your Mistress, I’m giving you permission to date Anthony.”
Susan wordlessly considered my advice, tilting her head slightly while she did.
“As for Sunday, I’ll call you when I’m on my way home.” I would make sure to have an afternoon delight just before leaving my boyfriend.
“Regarding Anthony, I love you Susan, and I won’t hold you from meeting the right guy and falling in love.”
“Not interested.”
“Give him a chance,” I implored.
“Maybe.”
We showered and went to bed.
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On Sunday I had my afternoon delight before heading home. Susan was waiting for me. We embraced and kissed.
“I missed you,” she said.
“I missed you too.”
“Let’s first get cleaned up.” We showered and took to the bed.
“You had some ideas about having your way with me. What are you going to do to me, Mistress?”
“You’ll find out.”
“Can you give me a hint?”
“I’m going to sit on you and pleasure myself in your face. Once I satisfy myself I’m going to tie you up. After that, we’ll see.”
“Ooh, all the things I love.”
I took out the cuffs and the pink rope. I had Susan spread her arms. Due to her discomfort at having both arms cuffed, I cuffed only one of her arms to the headboard; I left the other izmit yabancı escort free. Then I pulled her feet over her head and tied her ankles to the top of the headboard, keeping her spread wide.
I had this flexible beauty where I wanted her; on her back, folded in half with her feet in the air, her pussy yawning open. I squeezed my boobs together and rubbed them on her vagina, my nipples in her slit. After making her lick her juices off my nipples I slipped between her open legs and sat on her face, facing her pussy. I leaned on her tits.
“Stick out your tongue,” I instructed.
“Yes, Mistress.” I lowered myself onto her.
“I was just with my boyfriend. How do I taste?” I asked as I bounced on her.
“Delicious”
While Susan licked my juices I turned my attention to her vagina.
“You need a spanking,” I observed.
“I do, Mistress Diana.”
“A hard spanking or a soft one?”
“Whatever you wish, Mistress Diana. My pussy is yours. Treat it any way you want to, Mistress.”
I spanked her open pussy and then took out her clit and spanked that too.
“A little harder please, Mistress.”
I increased the intensity slightly.
“Thank you, Mistress. I need that.”
“Know what else you need?” I took the dildo out of the drawer. “This,” I said, showing her.
I pushed the dildo into her mouth to moisten it.
“I’m going to fuck your cute pussy,” I asserted.
“Yes, Mistress,” she replied.
“Any way I want to.”
“Yes, Mistress,” she repeated.
I stood over Susan and slipped into the harness. The dildo protruded from my pelvis. I still had Susan bound, one wrist cuffed to the headboard and her feet tied over her head. Still standing, I bent my knees and slowly slid the dildo into her waiting vagina. Susan cooed contentedly.
I stayed in deep for a while, then by bending my knees, worked in and out. Tying up Susan and fucking her like this was so kinky. I loved it.
Suddenly my phone rang. It was my boyfriend.
“Hello, beautiful. You left your earrings here.”
“Oh, thank goodness. I thought I lost them.”
“That afternoon treat you gave me was nice.”
“I rather enjoyed it,” I replied as I worked the dildo in and out of Susan
My boyfriend wanted to talk so I dismounted. As I did, Susan let out a moan. I picked my panties up off the floor and stuffed them in her mouth. I sat on the bed in front of Susan and he went on talking.
When my boyfriend and I sat on his couch in the evening watching a movie, he would take his penis out and draw my foot up on the couch. He would then situate my foot so as to place his erection or his testicles under my toes. He liked that. This gave me an idea.
As he went on talking I started caressing Susan’s vagina with my foot. She was soaking wet and my toes slid up and down her slot with ease. The dildo had opened her up and I was able to work three toes into her stretched opening. I couldn’t go further in but I was able to move in and out an inch or so. Susan was enjoying this. With her free arm she grabbed my foot and withdrew it. She tugged my foot up to her face, pulled my panties out of her mouth, and began licking her juices off my toes. She’d push my foot back down to be reinserted, and then repeat. She did this several times while my boyfriend blabbed away.
“What are you doing now?” he asked.
I never lie to my boyfriend. “I’m in bed.”
“With a guy or a girl?” he joked.
“A girl.”
He laughed. “Can I come over?”
“No, she’s for me only.”
He laughed again. “All prepared for the week ahead?”
“I’m working on it now. I just need to finish and then I’ll be content,” I replied.
“Then I will leave you to your own devices. I love you.”
“I love you too.” We rang off.
I pulled my toes from Susan’s pussy and slipped out of the harness. I reinserted the dildo deep inside her and sat on her face. I held her ankles and rode her face hard.
“Open wide.”
“Yes, Mistress Diana.”
I soon unleashed multiples into Susan’s eager mouth. Susan kissed my vagina as I calmed. As I had informed my boyfriend, now I was content. I pulled the dildo out of Susan’s pussy and untied her.
“That was so sexy. Tying me and sitting on me and fucking me while you talked to your boyfriend. And your toes in my pussy. Then in my mouth. And finishing in my mouth after you were with your boyfriend. It just doesn’t get any sexier!”
“It was very sexy,” I agreed.
“I want to do that again. Especially when your boyfriend is on the phone with you.”
“We will,” I promised.
And we did.
I’ll leave it there for now. I will continue with our love story soon.