by Tina Moore
“I know, the divorce isn’t even settled yet, and he is already giving her stuff away to the next. What a jerk, and what a mole for actually accepting it. It’s bad enough that they all work on the same floor, they don’t need to rub it in her face,” said one of Holly’s minions.
Holly turned around to see Clare behind her and her friend Tracey.
“What do you think about it, then?” Holly asked Clare. Clare wishing she hadn’t, turned and looked out the wall-length window which gave a 180’ view of the city.
“I don’t think it’s any of our business,” Clare replied, being less than amused. Holly, unsatisfied with her answer, waved her hand dismissively.
“I knew you would say that,” Holly stated turning left at the end of the corridor making Clare relieved she was going in the opposite direction.
Grateful that Friday night had finally arrived, Clare jumped out of the shower and looked at herself in the mirror. Her full double D breasts were going to look amazing in the leather bra and top she was planning on giving a whirl tonight. She pulled on her black leather pants and zipped up her matching boots as she put her hair up in a high, slicked-back ponytail and put her whip in her bag. She walked around her house topless as she made herself a drink and did her makeup. Dark smoky unforgiving eyes stared back at her as she applied a dark shade of red to her lips. Highlighting her cheekbones, she sipped her drink and began thinking of the fun the night would bring. She walked back into her bedroom and put on her new bra, and top enjoying the tight feeling of it against her toned body. Flicking through social media and chatting with a few girls online, Clare finished her drink but stayed chatting until the conversation became boring. Closing her laptop lid, and taking one last look in the mirror as she grabbed her wallet, and keys, she headed out the door.
She arrived at the party 3 hours after it had started. She didn’t consider this late she considered this making sure the party was in full swing by the time she got there. As she walked up to the warehouse, a sudden flash of blonde hair from the entrance caught her attention. Clare smiled, knowing that tonight would be fun. She had been looking forward to this party for weeks. The host was a close friend of hers, and she had explained that there would be different rooms for different types of kink. Clare was excited. Usually, she had to choose between attending to a Mommy Domme party or something more aligned with her strict, merciless Mistress side. Tonight she was hoping she could combine both.
Clare followed the blonde haired woman into the party and was not disappointed. She made her way through the crowds of people. There was a large circular bar in the middle of the warehouse with topless slave girls and boys which you could write a message on while you ordered. Although the warehouse was only one level, the way Clare’s friend Sophie had sent up the rooms made it look unusually large. Clare ordered two shots of whiskey followed by a vodka lemonade chaser, grabbing her waitresses jaw and writing something obscene along her throat. Clare shot the whiskey and got up to mingle, running into a few people she knew along the way. As the music echoed through the warehouse, Clare found herself going from room to room. She had no interest in half of them, but she was thorough and didn’t want to miss a thing. Leaving the puppy playpen behind, she made her way to the flogging stations and finished her drink as she watched a pretty girl be whipped by three people. Going into the next room, Clare smiled wickedly at what she saw. The feel of this room was unlike the others as Mommies and Daddies played with babies, sat around watching babies play or were punishing their naughty little ones. But what made Clare’s blood burn with desire was the baby playing by herself in the corner. Clare sat down and watched her. She was playing with a set of blocks, making a tower and then knocking it over, giggling to herself. Clare got up and walked over to her, kneeling and enjoying the woman’s surprised face.
“Hey Baby,” Clare said sweetly, taking a block and putting it onto the blonde’s tower. The baby was lost for words as she stared at Clare.
“What are you playing?” Clare asked.
“Blocks,” the pink diapered baby replied blushing slightly and looking down at the ground.
“Can I play too?” Clare said, smiling as the baby nodded her head.
“You’re good at that Holly,” Clare said as Holly pushed over the tower she and Clare had just built. Holly giggled and reached for Clare who pulled her onto her lap.
“Does the baby like cuddles?” Clare said cuddling Holly tight. Holly nodded and turned her head; a nervous look came across her face.
“Clare, you won’t tell anyone about this, will you?” Holly asked fearfully. Clare liked seeing the most popular woman at work almost shake in fear in her arms. She took her time to reply, looking down and rubbing the front of Holly’s thick diaper.
“Mm, I don’t know,” Clare said when she finally replied making Holly hold her breath.
“Of course I’ll keep it to myself, little baby. I wouldn’t want to see those pretty eyes cry!” Clare said feeling Holly’s body settle into her arms.
“Thanks,” Holly said, looking down, suddenly embarrassed to be seen like this by Clare. Holly had heard the stories about how Clare was weird and into all sorts of dark magic and stuff. Seeing her tonight Holly knew that none of that was right she was as weird as she was.
The night carried on with Clare and Holly playing together before Clare kissed her on her forehead and went back into the flogging room and went to work on a slaves back. She was almost satisfied when the lights of the warehouse were turned on, and the music stopped suddenly.
“Oh I hate how she does that,” Clare said, referring to Sophie’s method of ending a party. She rolled her eyes and began to walk out of the room and bumped into Holly, who had changed back into adult clothes. Clare took in her short schoolgirl skirt and white buttoned top, grabbing hold of her tie and pulling Holly towards her. Holly giggled and looked to the floor.
“The party is over Clare,” Holly said nervously as she looked down and kicked at the ground.
“For some,” Clare replied seductively reaching out and lifting Holly’s head so her eyes met hers. She leaned forward and whispered in Holly’s ear as she ran her hand up and down her back. When Clare had finished talking, Holly nodded and followed her to her car, reaching for her hand, which made Clare excited. She liked to have girls need her, to want her to love them and Holly’s, take me now, attitude had always excited her.
“I’m interested to see your place,” Holly said as Clare drove them to her house. Clare looked at Holly and placed her hand on Holly’s thigh, caressing it gently.
“Show me,” Clare said in a low voice, taking Holly’s hand and pulling it towards the top of her skirt. Holly giggled as she began to play with herself. Clare bit her bottom lip as Holly’s giggles turned to moans and she watched as Holly came in her passenger seat.
“Did I say you could come?” Clare asked as she pulled into her driveway. Holly looked at Clare apologetically.
“That won’t work on me pretty baby,” Clare stated bluntly. She unlocked her front door and pulled Holly inside by her schoolgirl tie.
“Strip,” Clare ordered over her shoulder as she made her way into her bedroom. Holly was unsure of where exactly Clare wanted her, so she took her clothes off and waited for Clare to return. When Clare came back, she was topless and holding a baby blanket. Holly’s eyes were wide, and her heart was racing.
“Come and cuddle Mommy Holly,” Clare instructed sitting on the couch and waiting for Holly to join her. Holly’s naked body felt cold as Clare wrapped her in the blanket.
“Now, tell Mommy what kind of things you like sweetie. Let me know all your dirty little secrets,” Clare said, beginning to stroke Holly’s arm up and down. Clare had whispered in Holly’s ear the things she had wanted to do to her, but she always wanted to know what her playmates wanted as well. Mostly, Clare just she liked to use it as leverage to push a limit slightly.
“In like sex or with general age play?” Holly replied, seeking clarification. Cl
are kissed her forehead.
“Both,” she bluntly said.
“Well, in sex I like being penetrated, my clit is kinda useless, and I don’t feel much. I like anal but not being fisted there. I like being spanked but not whipped or canned, and I like being gagged with anything except for feet.” Holly thought for a moment before continuing.
“I like being tied up, but I don’t really like being hurt too much. And age play stuff, I am pretty general. I like cuddles and Mommy time and diapers, and I love playing with building blocks,” Holly explained. Clare had given Holly her undivided attention and enjoyed watching as Holly lit up when talked about what she liked as a baby. So, she’ll let me fuck her, but it’s love she’s really after, Clare thought to herself noticing the animated way Holly spoke.
“What do you like?” Holly asked Clare. She moved Holly onto her breast and made her suck her nipple while she replied.
“As a general, I like spanking naughty girls firmly. I like dressing them in leather while they are in their diapers and I like to mercilessly use them as pretty little fuck-dolls. I think I might be too rough for you, sweetheart. I love treating my little girl like a princess, but I thoroughly enjoy disciplining her. Clare moved Holly to her other breast and lovingly stroked her hair.
“We could still try though Mommy,” Holly said around Clare’s breast. Clare looked down at Holly who was happily sucking and licking her nipple.
“Oh yeah, I’m going to let you try,” Clare agreed, taking Holly’s hand and leading her to the floor. She went back into her room, and when she came out again, she was jerking her leather harnessed strap-on.
“You don’t look like a little girl anymore, Holly; you look like a little slut, so I’m going to fuck you like one. Kneel,” Clare instructed. Holly knelt before her and Clare slapped her cheek with her cock before pushing it past Holly’s lips and down her throat, making her gag instantly.
“Swallow,” Clare commanded ramming her cock further down Holly’s throat, smiling as tears rolled down her face. Holly’s saliva dripped from around Clare’s cock and onto her tits which delighted Clare. She bent down slightly and pulled hard on Holly’s nipples making her open her mouth wider as she yelped in pain. Clare took the opportunity to force her thick cock deeper into Holly’s mouth and would pull on her nipples when she felt like Holly’s mouth wasn’t full enough. Clare roughly fucked Holly’s mouth until Holly couldn’t feel her jaw and had given up trying to push Clare away, instead she had taken it like the fuck-doll Clare was using her as.
“Here,” Clare said, taking her cock out of Holly’s mouth and snapping her fingers towards the floor. Holly lay down on her back on Clare’s living room floor, and Clare went to her bedroom once more. This time when she came out Clare carried a big teddy bear, a pacifier and another blanket. She pulled Holly to her feet and held her as she put the teddy bear on the floor, the blanket over the top and pushed Holly back down next. Clare wrapped the blanket around Holly and rubbed the pacifier over her spit covered cock before pushing it gently into Holly’s mouth. Clare grabbed her hips and turned her over, so Holly was laying tummy down on top of the adult-sized teddy bear. She lifted Holly’s hips and rubbed her cock up and down her wet slit before using the tip of the cock to part them.
“Pretty baby,” Clare said slapping Holly’s left ass cheek.
“I’m going to spank this slutty little ass until you let me in do you understand?” Clare explained. Holly nodded her head as Clare came down on her right ass cheek, making her bottom jiggle. Clare grabbed two big handfuls of Holly’s bubble butt and pushed herself into her pussy, spanking her left cheek again when she was still not inside of Holly. Holly moaned and wriggled under Clare’s touch getting wetter and wetter as Clare spanked her. Clare grabbed Holly’s reddening ass after a series of spanks and pushed against her pussy again, feeling Holly’s submission.
Just as an hour passed, Holly gave in, falling limp on the teddy which was now covered in her cum and Clare finally filled her with her cock making Holly cry out but not refuse her.
“Did you think I’d give up little girl?” Clare asked as she powerfully thrust into Holly’s pussy, making her gasp each time Clare filled her. Holly just nodded.
“I thought I could outlast you,” she said breathlessly through moans and gasps. Clare laughed as she pounded Holly’s pussy.
“Outlast Mommy? I don’t think so,” Clare replied, feeling Holly close to cumming. Holly felt it too as she clenched her pussy and released feeling the warm liquid of her squirting cunt drip out from around Clare’s cock. Impressed with herself, Clare kept her cock inside of Holly who wriggled uncomfortably underneath her.
“What’s the magic word, baby?” Clare prompted knowing that Holly had had enough.
“Please,” Holly said breathlessly.
“Please Mommy,” Clare said, ramming her again making her squeal.
“Please Mommy,” Holly half begged and sighed with relief, happy to feel Clare gently pull out of her. Holly shuddered as the aftershock of her intense orgasm hit her, and her pussy leaked cum onto the teddy bears thigh. Clare smiled and took off her cock. She laid down next to Holly, who weakly smiled at her, completely spent and laying in her cum.
“Shower and bed little one?” Clare asked nodding Holly. She took Holly’s hand and gently lifted her, holding her lovingly as Holly adjusted to standing. Clare led her to the bathroom, where she ran a warm shower and took off her pants. She pushed Holly under the water and watched as Holly began to wash. Clare enjoyed the surprised look on Holly’s face when she turned around, and Holly saw her back piece.
“I didn’t know your whole back was tattooed,” she said in amazement. Clare just raised an eyebrow and got into the shower with Holly.
“I want you gone by morning little one,” Clare said, pulling Holly in for a cuddle. Although she was kicking her out, she still wanted Holly to be alright with it.
“Yeah, sure. Clare?” Holly asked Clare, who was shaking her head.
“Mommy,” Clare corrected to a nodding Holly who looked down at her feet. The water felt nice on her spanked red ass, and Clare noticed a bratty smile come across her face.
“Mommy. My bottom doesn’t even feel sore anymore. Guess you’re not as tough as you think you are,” Holly teased. Clare smirked, and before Holly could say another word, Clare had Holly’s neck firmly in her grip and had taken off the shower head from its mounted position. She flicked the cold water down and held the shower head right onto Holly’s freshly fucked cunt. Holly squirmed and squealed as Clare remained plain-faced as she let the warmer water run onto Holly’s sensitive skin.
“Do you still want to play stupid little games with me baby girl?” Clare said after two minutes. Holly shook her head.
“I can’t hear you, baby,” Clare replied to Holly’s response.
“No, Mommy!” Holly half yelled, desperate to have the high pressured warm water off her aching pussy. Clare kept the shower head on Holly for another minute before taking it away and pushing her down onto the shower floor. Clare got out of the shower and went to the cupboard. She took out a jar of expensive lotion and threw it into the shower at Holly.
“Don’t fuck with Mommy Holly; it’ll never end well for you,” Clare instructed bluntly as she left the bathroom and turned the light off behind her.
Chapter 2
Clare was on a high all weekend as she replayed her evening with Holly. It had felt good to blow off some steam from the work week. She was all smiles as she dressed in her high-end business attire. A section of her cupboard that felt more like drag. In these clothes, Clare felt the collar and leash of her bosses. In her leather pants and whip, she felt like herself. Everyone’s someone’s bitch, Clare thought as she entered her office. Clare had made her way up to the sixth floor of the ten-story building but was more than interested in making it to the top. If her progress on her ten-year plan was anything to go by, she was right on track. Looking out her office window into the building, she saw Holly w
alk up the corridor. Holly turned her head and smiled meekly at Clare as she passed, causing Clare to sigh in contented bliss as she got back to the pile of paperwork which had made its way to her desk. But true to form, Holly had converted back to her bratty, self-righteous ways come lunchtime and was swaying her hips as she walked back down the corridor.
“Good afternoon Mr. Haze,” she said as she passed one of the partners in her high pitched. I’m ready to be bent over and used as a cum dumpster type of manner. Clare watched as she looked into her office and gave a small victorious huff and walked away.
“And then, you’ll never guess who I saw. I was coming out of Barry’s Bar, and there she was, full leather, a dominatrix with this dude with a pink collar standing next to her. She must have been to some fancy dress party or something I had thought, but then he knelt on the dirty sidewalk and sat at her feet while she halted a taxi. It was so weird,” Holly said, telling her friends a story over lunch. Clare had been sitting on the other side of the large potted plants and had heard the whole conversation. How when Holly’s friends had asked her what she did on the weekend she had made up a complete lie. Clare would have been fine with Holly lying about what she did. But it was that she had lied about what Clare had done that had made her blood boil. As if I would be caught dead with a gimp boy at my feet, Clare thought as she angrily ate her salad as Holly and her friends laughed at the lies Holly was telling them. The last thing Clare wanted was this little bitch ruining her chance of a final promotion. She knew this would spread around the office like wild-fire, so she took the rest of the day off.