by Stark, Rhona
I took hold of her right nipple between my thumb and forefinger and squeezed as hard as I dared. The flesh felt nice and firm between my fingers, and I saw her face screw up with pain. I was sure I wasn’t actually hurting her that badly, but just to be sure, I loosened my grip a little, then let go. Next, I bent over and gave her nipple a nice little lick.
‘If you make it through the pain,’ I said, ‘you get the pleasure.’
Dang it, I wish I had a little stick or something, so that I could whip her thigh. I was just going to have to improvise again. I sat on her stomach, just above her pussy, facing away from her. I was astride her, like I was riding her now. I stroked her thigh gently, then, pulled my hand back, and gave her a spank.
I was surprised to see that my hand left a red mark where I’d hit her. I spanked her again, and she cried out in surprise, as I slapped her other thigh. After each strike, I gave her a stroke, to make sure the pain wasn’t too much for her. I started to grind my pussy down into her stomach. I couldn’t help myself.
‘You’re doing well, my plaything,’ I said. I felt so hot and wet, I wanted her to touch me. No, I wanted more than that.
‘Now, I’m going to put something near your mouth. I want you to show me how much you want me, with your tongue and your lips.’ I turned around, and pulled my underwear down, so that my pussy was easy to access. Then, I moved up, so that my private parts were right next to her mouth. Finally, I pushed the lips of my pussy into the lips of my captive.
Immediately, she started to kiss and lick me. It felt wonderful, a warm, tingling sensation. She probed my pussy lips, licking up and down, then focused on my clit, kissing and licking that little pleasure center, making me squirm with sweet, silvery sensation.
‘That’s good,’ I said, groaning, ‘you show your mistress how much you want her. You fuck me with your mouth.’ She pushed harder, breathing hard, panting into me, and I ran my fingers through her hair, letting her know how much I appreciated what she was doing. I leaned back, scratching her lightly across the chest, making her moan as she ate my pussy. Each groan she let out worked its way up my body, making my clit vibrate with pleasure.
‘Enough,’ I said. I wanted her inside me, right now.
I moved back, then crouched over her, ready to take her inside. ‘Wait,’ she said.
My heart skipped a beat. Had I taken this too far? She’d just told me that Carmen was too dominating for her, hadn’t she? What was the word she’d used? Bulldozer? Was I playing out her worst nightmare right now?
‘Untie me,’ said Ali. ‘I’ve brought something with me, in my bag, that I’d like to show you.’
I untied her immediately, hoping that she didn’t hate me, and I stood alone and red-faced, still panting with desire, as I heard her unzip her bag next door.
A couple minutes later she returned, and I couldn’t believe what I saw.
She was wearing a dildo!
A big, neon pink dildo. I had never seen anything like it. Even in porn. I knew what one was, of course, but… blimey. It looked so huge, so sturdy, so imposing. Did she really intend to fuck me with that?
‘I’ve very much enjoyed you taking control, my dear,’ said Ali. ‘But I’ve been wanting to do this to you ever since we first met. Sit on the edge of the bed for me like a good girl, would you?’
I swallowed, and did as I was told. It was exciting how quickly and easily we could slip between roles like this: first one being the top, then the other. It was fun. It was sexy. It was grown-up.
I sat on the bed and Ali approached. Her big neon pink dildo was just inches from me now. I looked up at her gorgeous breasts. They looked so sexy from this angle, from below, hanging down over me.
‘Touch them if you like,’ said Ali. She motioned to her breasts. I reached up and touched them and grew instantly wet as wet can be.
‘Oh god,’ I said, shuddering. I loved the soft flesh of her tits, the puckered flesh of the erect nipples.
‘Now open wide for me, baby,’ said Ali, holding her big pink dick and guiding it into my mouth.
Was I giving her a blowjob? Did this count as a lesbian act? Was I meant to start moving my head back and forth and moaning, like on that porno I’d seen?
‘Just enough to get it nice and wet,’ said Ali. ‘This’ll be going in your cunt in a minute.’
Cunt?! Were we even allowed to use that word? It felt so transgressive!
I licked the dildo. It tasted rubbery but not unpleasant, and then Ali withdrew from my mouth and pushed me back onto the bed.
‘Do you want me to fuck you with this?’ she asked. ‘Do you want me to ride you like an animal?’
I nodded.
She circled me with smooth tip of her dildo, teasing, tantalizing me. Then, she pushed down gently, putting just the tip of her dildo into me. She moaned so loudly, with bestial power, then, suddenly, she plunged downward, totally filling my body. It was my turn to moan this time.
She started to grind into me, moving her hips slowly at first, but with building speed. The feeling was incredible. It was like she was in complete command of me. She began pounding me now, making me quiver and shake.
‘Thank you for accepting me,’ she said, pushing her thumb into my mouth. I bit down on it, groaning. ‘Thank you for letting me be myself.’
She fucked me, and I held her ass and touched her clit and fucked her too. The two of us, together, making the bed bang against the wall. I turned over and knelt, showing my ass to her and she pushed that thick dildo into my tight cunt, pushing the lips apart, making me squeal. I looked back over my shoulder at her raging face, full of passion. She grabbed my shoulders and pushed harder into me. I could feel every inch of her object, it was like she was inhabiting my body, like she’d taken command of me. But we were partners now, and I pushed back into her harder.
Suddenly, she was out of me. I looked back, and saw her bending down, then I felt the familiar sensation of her tongue, lapping at me. She pushed fingers in me as she lapped. I shivered, and felt my muscles start to contract as she continued fucking me with her fingers.
‘Your pussy is so beautiful. You’re so beautiful. Cassie, I’m falling for you.’
She touched my clit and the ecstasy built within me.
‘I want you to cum, now, Cassie,’ she said.
And with that, she lightly gripped my clit with her fingers. And I came, too. My flesh contracted. My stomach exploded. My cheeks flushed hot. My pussy throbbed.
‘I love you,’ I said.
‘I love you too,’ she replied.
We collapsed together, happy, in a heap. That night, I slept as soundly as I ever had, with my woman right next to me.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
Things changed fast in my life after that. I’m pleased to say that I wasn’t out of work for long. I ended up taking a paid position at a rival firm to Bryce-Smith. I was terrified that if I was honest about what happened with Teresa, I’d never get another job, but I needn’t have worried. Turns out Teresa was infamous for the shitty way she treats her employees.
‘You see,’ said my interviewer, ‘I was fired by Teresa in the same way as you, about twenty years ago. It’s good to hear she hasn’t changed.’
And just like that, I walked into a good company, that actually treated me with respect and dignity. And actually paid me. Did I forget to mention that? That’s right: real live American dollars. I didn’t have to warm up anyone else’s seat, either.
Debbie, of course, became pregnant again. She couldn’t be happier with her life, and I couldn’t be happier for her. But my destiny was to take a different course. Very different.
You see, engaging in a mature, grown-up, loving relationship with Ali Stracelli was exciting and thrilling. It was hard to keep up. But the great thing is, if ever I had any problems, any concerns, she would always listen. She was the greatest listener I’d ever met.
I didn’t know if it would be forever - I hoped that it would - but no matter what, for now, it was perf
ect. Just perfect. And I had a feeling that Ali felt the same way. We’d go back to Room 901 from time to time, and it was useful for me when I needed somewhere to crash in the city. We even tried out some of the antique bondage equipment that she kept there. But our relationship turned into so much more. We grew together, far past Room 901.
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