Jasmine was having an early afternoon glass of wine and enjoying the summer
breeze at the little quaint pub she had discovered when she and her husband
arrived in Palm Beach two days ago.
Jasmine enjoyed being able to see the ocean from where she was and the
fresh coastal air was refreshing in a way she couldn't quite explain. She
read the paper, checking how her Canadians were doing in the summer
Olympics. Currently in twelfth place, not bad for a country that is best
known for hockey, skiing and snow. When her husband surprised her with a
week in Florida she was giddy with excitement. She loved her kids, but a
week of no fighting; no, Mom she did this or Mom he did that was much
needed. Yesterday's couple's massage was also amazing as was the lengthy
sex session with her often on the road husband.
Jasmine watched people walking, like she often did, wondering what their
stories were. Were they happy? Were they as sexually perverse as she was?
If you looked at Jasmine you would never know this school teacher, this
sweet soft spoken woman, this conservative dressed woman was a popular
erotic writer. She looked as sweet as apple pie and yet underneath her
sundress she was wearing thigh high stockings, and nothing else. Going
commando was just one of her naughty perversions, as was thigh high
stockings that she did to feel sexy underneath her business-like front. She
grabbed her iPad, tapped on her notes app and continued typing a story she
was hoping to have ready for the Halloween contest on Literotica.
.....
Dana was about to walk into the pub for an afternoon cocktail loving the
freedom that goes with being on holidays when she was stopped in her
tracks. It wasn't the woman's face that caught her eye but two other
things. First: who wears nylons in Florida on a day that was bubbling just
below a 100. Second: the dress...it was identical to the dress in the
picture of a popular erotica writer she had been reading the past few days
at the recommendation of a friend, having orgasm after orgasm over the sexy
plots of submission between women. Dana not wanting to stare went inside
the pub and pulled out her phone. She quickly went to Literotica which she
had bookmarked and although she couldn't completely remember the author
handle she did remember the story that had her pussy dripping wet...Pet
Teacher. Once she found the story, she clicked on the author and then the
author's biography. She was right...it was the exact same dress. Of course
that didn't mean it was her, but she was about the same age as described in
the bio.
Dana had emailed the author complimenting her on the Pet Teacher series and
had learned that the author's first name was Jasmine, she was married, a
Canadian and a submissive by nature. Remembering the Canadian bit, her
hopes dissipated but she figured she would have to ask.
Dana, at nineteen was a complete bombshell. Her flaming red hair got her a
lot of attention, as did her dazzling green eyes, as did her 36G breasts
that were impossible to not notice. But it seemed to be her disarming smile
that had pulled in so many older women over the past couple years. Although
Dana didn't have much problem getting a man when she needed one, older
woman had been even easier, more fun (as older submissive women were easily
the best pleasers), as she seemed to have an aura about her that drew older
submissive women to her. Going to her e-mail, she quickly looked at her
last correspondence from Jasmine, a few days ago. In it, Jasmine admitted
she had been going through lesbian withdrawal and that she and her husband
would be going on a trip in a few days...the possibilities were good that
this woman was the one and the same.
Dana quickly typed an e-mail.
Jasmine, How is your holiday going. I hope you find some hot young thing to
dominate you like you so eagerly crave.
Luv Dana...a young woman who would make you her pet like you couldn't even
begin to imagine.
Dana clicked send and watched impatiently with bated breath to see if the
pretty brunette sipping on a glass of wine and pecking away on her iPad was
by some miraculous twist of fate at the same pub. If she was, Dana was
going to go in for the kill.
Dana waited a couple of minutes and realized the obvious. The pretty
potential prey was already on her tablet, if she got a new e-mail Dana
could not tell. Dana decided to just go join her. She quickly ordered
herself a glass of wine and walked over to the woman immersed in typing
away on her tablet...maybe, just maybe, the author she thought she was.
Reaching the table, Dana asked, "Hi, may I join you. I hate drinking
alone."
Jasmine looked up startled and quickly hit something on her tablet and
closed it...looking guilty, although she was a little wet, from the sex
scene she was typing just getting to the good part. "Um, sure," she said,
keeping with the polite stereotype of Canadians.
"You have an accent," Dana noticed, sitting down strategically beside and
not across from the brunette.
"I do?" Jasmine asked surprised to be told she has an accent.
"Canadian?" Dana asked, hopeful.
"Is it that obvious?" Jasmine asked with a smile.
"A little bit," Dana replied, her own English accent obvious.
"You have an accent too," Jasmine observed.
"You caught me," Dana replied playfully. "I am on holidays from London, but
was born and raised in Paris."
"Explains why I couldn't place it," Jasmine replied, adding, "it is very
exotic."
"Thank you," Dana flirted, her sexy smile attempting to pull in the pretty
older woman.
"You are welcome," Jasmine replied, taking a glimpse at the younger girl's
larger than life breasts.
The glimpse did not go unnoticed by Dana who greeted, holding out her hand,
"I'm Dana."
"I'm Jasmine," Jasmine replied, shaking the young redhead's hand.
Dana was giddy with possibility as she continued the harmless conversation,
the evidence growing more and more, knowing the seduction in her mind had
to be played slowly. "So what brings you here? Business or pleasure?"
"Just a trip without the kids," Jasmine replied.
"Oh, a romantic getaway?" Dana smiled.
"Something like that," Jasmine agreed, returning the smile.
Dana now convinced the woman was the writer asked, "Where is the hubby?"
"Golfing."
"Leaving you all alone?" Dana questioned, her tone just the slightest hint
of teasing.
"Oh I like it. I hate golf and I love wine," Jasmine answered, going along
with the harmless flirty banter.
Dana suggested, "Well you should have another glass."
"Yes, I should," Jasmine agreed, enjoying the conversation with the very
pretty woman.
Dana made eye contact with a waitress who came over and Dana taking control
for the first time ordered for Jasmine. "My friend here will have another
glass of wine as will I."
The waitress disappeared and for the next few minutes the two chatted about
life in Canada and London. Finally Dana asked another question to confirm
her suspicions that this Jasmine was the same Jasmine who wrote lesbian
submission stories. "What do you do for a living, Jasmine,"
"I teach high school," Jasmine answered, oblivious to the young girl's
intent.
"A teacher?" Dana repeated, "Wow, you must have the boys in a tizzy."
Jasmine blushed, but answered, "I don't think that happens too often."
Dana her tone light and flirty countered, "Oh, I bet it happens more than
you think." Changing the topic Dana asked, trying to confirm any lingering
doubts this was the same woman who wrote such subversive stories as
"Bedding the Babysitter", "Pet Teacher", "Training Teacher" and "Spanked to
Submission" she asked, "I have to ask. It is driving me crazy with
curiosity, why are you wearing pantyhose in almost hundred degree weather?"
Jasmine feeling comfortable with this girl decided to show a little of her
hidden naughtiness . "I'm not," she smiled coyly.
Dana knew exactly what Jasmine meant, but feigned innocence. "You are not?"
Jasmine finished her second glass of wine, feeling just a tad tipsy. "No, I
am not," she repeated.
The waitress showed up and before Jasmine could respond, Dana said, "Please
get my friend here and I each another glass of wine."
Jasmine protested, "No, no...."
Dana cut her off. "I insist, it's on me."
Jasmine never one for confrontation agreed reluctantly, "Ok, what the hell
is one more, I'm on holidays."
"That you are," Dana smiled, her tone growing flirtier. "So back to your
denial. You are still saying you are not wearing pantyhose?"
"Correct," Jasmine answered, feeling a bit of sexual tension building
between the two of them, a spark she had not felt between herself and
another woman for quite some time. Feeling playful and naughty she teased
the younger woman, although her indent was still harmless.
Dana acting confused, took the opportunity to move closer and make her
initial move as she put her hand on Jasmine's stocking-clad leg. Leaving it
resting there, Dana said, "Yes you are."
Jasmine felt a sudden heat warm her body at the younger girl's
touch. Distracted, Jasmine stammered, "N-n-no, they are not p-p-
pantyhose."
The waitress returned with the drinks and smiled knowingly as she placed
the drinks down.
As soon as the waitress left, Dana confidently moved her hand under the
older woman's dress to the top of her thigh high stockings.
Jasmine held her breath but didn't stop the pretty redhead shocked by the
forwardness of the green eyed beauty and a bit tipsy enjoying the
attention.
"Ooohhh, stockings, you naughty girl," Dana purred, slowly caressing
Jasmine's leg.
Jasmine burned a mixture of embarrassment and horniness. She stammered,
greatly distracted by the slow movements of the voluptuous breasted girl,
"I-I-I um like to dress up for my h-h-husband."
"Not for me?" Dana asked coyly, the seduction now in full motion.
Jasmine took a long sip from her wine which was lowering her inhibitions as
she tried to process the reality that she was being hit on by a younger
girl, a beautiful younger girl. In her erotic writings it was one of her
underlying plots...being seduced and dommed by a powerful young
seductress. But fantasy is one thing and reality another.
Dana seeing that Jasmine did not push her hand away went for the final
kill. "Jasmine, or should I say Silkstockingslover."
Jasmine gasped unable to fathom how she could know her writing
handle. "What did you just say?" How did she possibly know that? No one
knows my real identity, not even her husband knew of her literary prowess.
"You are the one and only erotic writer Silkstockingslover on Literotica
are you not?" Dana asked, her hand slowly roaming up Jasmine's leg.
"How do you know that?" Jasmine asked, shocked to the core to being found
out after over two years of complete animosity.
"Well it started with your dress. It is the same one you wear in that sexy
profile picture of yours. And I got to say you are as beautiful in person
as I imagined from your teasing profile photo," Dana complimented, slowly
reeling Jasmine in.
Jasmine blushed, her pussy tingling from the young girl's touch and the
anticipation of being seduced by such a beautiful girl. Yet, "Oh," was all
she said as she looked down at her dress remembering vaguely the photo she
cropped of herself over two years ago...a tantalizing tease to her readers
she hoped.
"Then I noticed you were wearing stockings, which in this heat is crazy,
even if you are a stockings' girl," Dana explained, adding, "which I
usually am."
"Oh," Jasmine repeated, still in a daze at the sudden shift of this once
seemingly harmless conversation.
"Then as we conversed you had the same name, which surprised me as I
thought you would use a ghost name," Dana continued.
"Walker is not my last name," Jasmine admitted, although she was looking
past Dana.
"Hmmmm, then I learned you were from Canada, check, and a teacher, check,
and I was 99.99 percent sure you were the one and only Silkstockingslover,
my favorite author," Dana finished, her hand moving slightly up, above the
top of Jasmine's elastic top stocking, now just inches away from Jasmine's
cunt.
Jasmine was a complete emotional mess, becoming one of her characters. On
the one hand, she should get up and leave before this got out of hand; on
the other hand, her cunt was making her so wet she wished she would have
been wearing panties; on yet another hand, all her submission fantasies to
a young girl were dominating her thoughts, controlling her actions or lack
of actions. Desperate to act casual and keep her growing desires in check,
even with the young girl's hand so close to her bubbling inferno, she
joked, "You caught me."
Dana seductively replied, "Now the question is what to do with you."
"Pardon," Jasmine asked, even though she completely understood the
implications of the words that left the young girl's luscious lips.
Dana moved her hand directly to Jasmine's cunt and was surprised to see the
pretty older woman was going commando. "Hmmmmm, my pet is wet and not
wearing panties."
Jasmine moaned uncontrollably at the forbidden touch. "I-I-I have to go,"
she stammered, her body quivering.
Jasmine began to stand up, but Dana quickly ordered, her tone staying sexy
but authoritative, "Sit down, Jasmine."
Jasmine immediately obeyed, already weak from the redhead's touch,
literally becoming like one of her own submissive characters she usually
pleasured herself to.
"Good girl," Dana purred, her voice syrupy sweet. Her hand returned to her
pet-to-be's cunt. "Why are you so wet, Jasmine?"
Jasmine was overwhelmed with the seductive voice of the green-eyed goddess
and by her teasing touch. "I-I-I don't know," she stammered again, although
she knew why...this is exactly what she had fantasized for years, long
before she began writing her dirty thoughts for the world to read.
Reading the sexy, shy older woman's mind she countered, "I think you do
know. I think you are submissive like so many of your stories...you are the
protagonist of 'Pet Teacher' and a big part of you is added to many of your
naughty, submissive characters in your stories. You would love to be
Annie-girl and be dommed by a young girl like in your 'Spanked to
Submission' story, wouldn't you?"
Jasmine couldn't deny any of the seductress's words. Her greatest fantasy
was to be seduced by a young girl. She felt a finger slip tease her clit as
she moaned her answer, still ashamed to admit the truth, "Yeeeees."
"And you have fantasized being a pet like the MILF's in your 'Lesbian MILF
Seductress' series', haven't you my pet?" Dana asked, her finger now
between the very wet pussy lips of the sexy MILF.
Jasmine was greatly distracted by the finger teasing her fiery cunt and was
no longer thinking like a dignified woman, but as the submissive she was
deep down. She again whispered in a moan, "Yees."
"Well consider me your Bree, just like the young seductress from that MILF
Seductress series," Dana said, slipping her finger inside the submissive
writer's cunt.
"Please, don't," Jasmine weakly resisted, "anyone could see."
Dana continued slowly moving her finger inside the ready to submit
brunette. "Finish your drink, my pet, and we will take this somewhere more
private."
Jasmine, her hand slightly trembling, shot the last half of her third glass
of wine.
"You are an eager pet," Dana assessed, her finger giving one quick tap on
the MILF's g-spot.
"Aaaaaaaaah," Jasmine let out much louder than she wanted and quickly
looked around to see if anyone was watching. No one else seemed aware of
what was happening under the table. Trying one last protest, she said, "My
husband should be returning in a bit."
"This is not a negotiation, Jasmine. I want you and I always get what I
want and besides," Dana paused and tapped the older woman's g-spot each
time she used the word you, "you need this...you want it...you crave it."
Jasmine's head was a fog, her mind no longer her own as her body easily
gave into the powerful pleasure she was currently receiving.
"Don't you, my pet?" Dana asked, her finger lingering inside the distracted
pet-to-be's cunt.
For Jasmine being called pet, her most common used submissive term in her
own stories, only added to the growing desire to submit to her. She
stammered, "I-I-I don't know."
Dana growing impatient with Jasmine's weak resistance leaned into her ear
and threatened, "My pet teacher, you either come back to my hotel so we can
finish what we started, or I finger fuck you to orgasm right here and then
make you crawl under this table and pleasure me." Dana tugged on Jasmine's
ear before adding, "So what will it be, my pet, it's beginning to get
busier in here?"
The hot breathe on Jasmine's ear, her weak spot, only added to the need to
submit. Her unique and sexy French-English accent added to her growing
desire to obey as well. The finger inside her had her desperate to come and
the young girl's confident attitude was pulling her into the wonderful
world of submission she had fantasized and wrote about for years.
Jasmine no longer had any resistance left, her desire to come overwhelming
any sort of propriety she should have had. Finally, submitting like she had
fantasized doing all these years, Dana's flowing red hair and exotic green
eyes irresistible, she whispered, "Let's go."
"Go where," Dana asked, pushing the submissive writer.
"Back to your room," Jasmine whispered, embarrassed and excited by her
words of submission.
Dana pulled her finger out of her pet's cunt and moved it to her
mouth. "Hmmmm, you taste heavenly, Jasmine."
"T-t-thanks," Jasmine stammered, mortified someone could see what was
happening between the two.
"Thanks what?" Dana questioned.
Jasmine knew exactly what the young redhead was expecting; she was
literally quoting a submissive set-up from her own stories. Letting go
unconditionally, she said the word she had craved to say in person and not
on paper for years, "Thank you, Mistress." Saying the word was exhilarating
to Jasmine, a liberation exuding out of her at giving herself to another,
letting someone else be in charge of her mind and body.
Dana excited at getting the verbal submission she had been working towards
for almost an hour said, "Let's go, my pet."
"Yes, Mistress," Jasmine responded without any hesitation, her brain and
body now on the same journey.
The waitress returned at this moment and asked, "Can I get you ladies
anything else?"
"Just the bill," Dana replied.
Once the waitress was gone, Dana slipped her hand back inside Jasmine's
cunt and quickly pumped her finger in and out for a minute.
Jasmine's breathing began to increase and she worried she may come right on
the pub's patio.
Dana instructed, "Don't you dare come, my pet. One of the many things I
have learned from your stories is that the pet never gets to come before
the Mistress."
"Yes, Mistress," Jasmine agreed, cursing herself for writing such words.
"And, of course, a pet only comes with permission, isn't that true?" Dana
questioned, her finger stopped but lodged deep inside her beautiful author
pet.
Jasmine couldn't help but smile at the reality she was being seduced and
dommed by her own words. "Yes, Mistress," she again agreed, although
knowing holding back from orgasmic bliss was going to be a challenge, as it
was much easier written than done.
The waitress returned and Jasmine looked down. Dana slipped her finger out
of Jasmine's cunt and took the bill allowing Jasmine's cunt scent to be
noticed by the waitress.
The waitress gave a knowing smirk and asked, "Would there be anything
else?"
Dana asked, trying to build onto the humiliation she was confident Jasmine
craved, "Slut, will there be anything else?"
Jasmine's cheeks burned with shame at being called a slut, yet she could
also feel her pussy burn with need as well. She answered, still not making
eye contact, "No, thanks you."
"No thank you what my slut? And make eye contact when you speak to
someone," Dana demanded, her tone scolding.
Jasmine stuttered, her humiliation reaching new heights as she looked first
to her powerful domme, "S-s-sorry Mistress," and then to the cute waitress,
"Just the bill, ma'am."
"Do you want to eat her cunt?" Dana asked, pushing Jasmine's submission
further.
Jasmine gasped at the question and looked directly in the green eyes of her
Mistress. Seeing no mercy in her eyes, Jasmine turned to the waitress, took
every ounce of courage she had in her shy by nature body, and said, "Yes, I
would love to eat her cunt." Oddly, even as her face burned with shame, the
naughty declaration was both liberating and hot. Giving herself
unconditionally to this redheaded stranger, this fan of her work, was
exhilarating and bringing to life almost twenty years of built up sexual
frustration and boiling it over, like a volcano dormant for way too long.
The waitress blushed this time, clearly considering the offer. "Maybe
another time."
Dana shrugged, "Your loss," and handed her the money plus a generous
tip. "Your tip could have been a great orgasm instead."
Dana grabbed Jasmine's hand and pulled her up. Out of character, Jasmine
decided spontaneously to add one last piece of her fantasy...to be alluring
and wanted...to be seductive. Jasmine stopped in front of the waitress and
said, a newfound confidence brimming out of her, "Too bad. I would have
eaten your cunt like it has never been eaten before."
It was the waitress' turn to be shocked as her mouth dropped open and Dana
chuckled and pulled her surprising pet along with her.
Once on the sidewalk, Jasmine said, strangely giddy, "I can't believe I
just said that."
"That was fucking hot, my pet," Dana said, her hand entwined with
Jasmine's.
They walked a block before passing an adult store. Dana stopped briefly
before pulling Jasmine with her into the store. Once in the store, Dana
said, "Go ahead my pet, maybe you can find a toy for me to use on you like
in the last Pet Teacher story."
Jasmine blushed recalling the chapter where the main character, named
Jasmine, was used as the sexual guinea pig for a variety of sexual
toys. The indent in the series was not to usually make it about her, but
once it was in there she figured what the hell.
Dana left on a mission knowing what she was looking for, while Jasmine
stared at the wall of toys, many that seemed too big for insertion. Jasmine
recalled going to a sex toy party where her mind was awakened to the
possibility, but she was way too shy to buy anything close to
risqu?. Instead purchasing a conservative toy called a we-vibe. She did
recall a suction cup dildo she was fascinated with as she loved being
fucked doggie style but would never buy such a thing in mixed company. She
also recalled researching a wide range of online toys when writing the
particular Pet Teacher chapter and was amazed at the plethora of shapes and
sizes for play. Now she was staring at them live. She looked around like a
kid in a candy store, so many options. She looked at curve shaped vibrators
and vibrating eggs, wondering what it would be like to wear a set inside
her all day. She loved the idea that they could be in her all day and no
one would notice. She was holding them in her hand when Dana arrived with a
few things in a pink basket.
"Hmmmm, you dirty girl, always trying to be naughty underneath and yet prim
and proper from the exterior," Dana properly assessed.
Jasmine explained, "I live in a town of under two thousand people. If the
truth got out, I would be ruined."
"Fair enough," Dana agreed, but added, "not allowing your sexuality to
flourish and your needs to be met is not healthy either."
"I suppose," Jasmine said, putting the eggs back.
"Don't you dare. I am buying those for you as a reminder of the time we are
about to have," Dana said, promising an afternoon of sin.
Jasmine obeyed and looked at the toys Dana had. She couldn't see
everything, but did see a strap-on box, what looked like a long dildo,
handcuffs, and a couple other things she couldn't place based on the
package.
Dana teased, "Don't you be snooping, you will get to be using all of these
very soon."
Jasmine blushed, as her pussy tingled.
Dana took the eggs and said, "Wait here while I purchase these."
Jasmine nodded and continued to survey the toys before suddenly seeing the
suction cup dildo. She reached for it and examined it closely. It was ten
inches long and again Jasmine's pussy tingled. She wanted to buy it, but
couldn't figure how to get it home without her husband noticing. Then she
laughed at herself at the thought that he would even check the
suitcases. She paused briefly before saying fuck it and taking the toy to
the till.
Dana was just paying when Jasmine arrived. "Oh, what do you got there my
pet?"
Jasmine went red at being called pet in front of a complete stranger,
especially a woman about her age. "Just something I have always wanted,"
Jasmine admitted.
Dana grabbed the toy and said, "Oh my, you really are a horny little slut."
Jasmine was further mortified by the name-calling even as her pussy got
wetter.
Dana handed it to the sales lady, who was very pretty, although a bit on
the chunky side, and was clearly amused and understood exactly why all
these toys were being purchased. Once all rung in, the sales lady asked,
"Do you need any lube for your toys?"
Dana turned to Jasmine and asked, "Do you need lube for when I fuck your
ass?"
Jasmine's humiliation burned through her at being treated like a slut in
front of this stranger. She whispered, unable to make eye contact, "Yes,
Mistress."
The sales lady felt her own pussy tingling at the thought of her own
submission, a fantasy she too longed to make reality.
"Pardon?" Dana asked, even though she heard her.
Jasmine knew based on her writing what was expected of her. She looked
directly at Dana and said, "Yes, Mistress lube would be helpful when you
fuck my slutty ass."
The sales lady gasped as Dana turned and said, "Apparently we will need
some."
As the sales lady put the lube in the discreet brown bag, Dana took out a
vibrating egg and opened the package. Turning it on, she moved to her pet
and instructed, "Lift up your dress, my cunt."
"Yes, Mistress," Jasmine obeyed, even as she winced slightly at being
called a cunt.
Dana easily slipped the buzzing toy inside the author's sopping wet
cunt. "Holly shit Jasmine, you are fucking drenched," she announced before
adding, "you may need panties to keep that toy inside your box." Dana
reached for a pink pair on a table nearby and lowered herself to the
ground.
Jasmine lifted each foot and watched in horny awe as the young English girl
slid the panties up her legs.
Standing back up, Dana returned her attention back to the transaction at
hand.
The sales lady, her smile wide, said, "That will be $124.45."
Dana handed her a credit card, but asked, a smile on her face too, "How
much discount would I get if my slut here brought you to orgasm?"
Jasmine was mortified...again, but greatly distracted by the buzzing inside
her needy cunt. But before the sales lady who seemed to be considering the
offer could answer, the door opened and a middle age couple entered the
store.
"A rain check?" Dana joked.
The sales lady, her face flushed as well, said back, "I am giving you
twenty percent off, anyway."
Dana thanked her as the chubby woman handed her back her credit card and
receipt. "That is so nice of you. I may come back here one day. I could
always use a sexy eager MILF dyke to pleasure me."
The sales woman's mouth dropped open as Dana turned to leave and instructed
loud enough for the couple to hear, "Follow me, slut."
"Yes, Mistress," Jasmine replied, loud enough for the couple to hear as
well, suddenly enjoying the exhibitionist role, not to mention the buzzing
inside her fevered cunt.
The couple stared at Jasmine and Dana with a mixture of shock and disgust.
As Dana walked past the disapproving woman she winked at her.
Once outside, Dana grabbed her pet's hand and they continued their walk to
the hotel.
A couple of minutes later, Jasmine suddenly stopped in her tracks.
"What is wrong, my pet?" Dana asked, surprised.
"This is where I am staying," Jasmine said, the redness in her face quickly
draining.
Dana laughed. "Well, this day is definitely full of serendipity."
Jasmine anxiety suddenly overwhelming her said, "I can't be seen going in
there holding your hand."
Dana smiled, and could see this could be a deal-breaker. Using soft
sympathy she said, "It's ok, Jasmine, we will just walk together to the
elevator."
Just as suddenly as anxiety hit her, it began to fade. "Oh, thank you,
Mistress."
"But once we get in my room, I am going to devour you whole," Dana
promised, bringing an instant tingling to her cunt, the anticipation of the
seduction getting her very wet herself.
Jasmine's cunt leaked a bit at the naughty promise just given by her
Mistress too. Jasmine falling into her submissive role naturally responded,
"Whatever you wish, Mistress."
"Fuck you are hot," Dana said, hungry to fulfill the promise she just made.
Jasmine volleyed back the compliment, again out of character. "You are
fucking hot too, Mistress."
"Let's go," Dana instructed, trying to veil her eagerness to get the
submissive alone.
Jasmine and Dana walked into the hotel together looking like two friends
and not dominant and submissive and headed directly to the
elevator. Jasmine felt that everybody was watching them, that everybody
knew exactly what the two of them were about to do. The reality, of course,
was the people paid no unique attention to the two other than to notice
Jasmine's stocking-clad legs and Dana's voluptuous bust.
Once in the elevator, Dana pressed sixteen.
Once the elevator door closed, Dana turned and pressed her lips onto her
MILF's lips. Jasmine immediately opened her mouth and the two were kissing
like two horny lovers. Their tongues danced and explored every crevice of
each other's mouth.
Dana broke the kiss and asked her breath already erratic, "Ever do it in an
elevator?"
Jasmine responded surprised by the question. "No."
Dana hit the stop button and the elevator came to a jolting sudden stop,
between the tenth and eleventh floor. Both women stumbled a bit, Jasmine
shocked by Dana's rash action.
"Well, now you will," Dana smiled, devilishly. Dana undid the scarf that
was tied to her purse and tossed it over the camera above them. "We don't
want our sexual rendezvous all over the Internet, do we?"
"God no," Jasmine gasped, still shocked by yet another turn of events.
"On your knees, my pet," Dana instructed, still pressing the stop button.
Jasmine hesitated still uncomfortable by the setting.
"Now, my pet, time is of the essence," Dana pushed, her tone shifting
slightly from sweet to controlling.
Jasmine, like the good pet she had always fantasized being, like she always
wrote about, fell to her knees.
"Good pet," Dana rewarded, her tone back to soft and sweet.
Jasmine remained silent, in awe at her current predicament and the growing
contradicting excitement and trepidation.
"Crawl to me, my eager cunt licker," Dana ordered.
Jasmine had written this scene many times, fantasized it a million more
times, but neither were close to the exhilaration of really doing it. She
moved in what felt like slow motion, her pussy leaking so much it was
escaping from the cloth protection.
Once Jasmine was at Dana's feet, they were interrupted by the intercom and
a male voice. "Is anybody in there? If so, please press the green button
and hold it while you speak."
Dana still holding the stop button, pressed the green button, and said,
"Hello."
"How many of you are in there?" the male voice asked.
"Two," Dana replied.
"We are working on this, Miss, but it may be a while. Just press the green
button if you have any questions."
"Will do?" Dana smiled, knowing there was nothing they could do to fix
it. Letting go of the green button, she instructed, "Take off my panties,
my pet."
Jasmine rattled by the man's voice, her trembling hands moved up under the
young girl's dress and tugged down her red panties.
"Do you want to lick my cunt, Jasmine?" Dana asked, looking down at her
submissive pet.
"Yes, Mistress," Jasmine admitted, looking up to her seductive Mistress,
her mouth watering.
At this moment, Jasmine's phone rang.
Dana instructed, "Ignore your phone. Your only concern right now is
pleasing me, isn't it?"
Jasmine was startled by the phone, knowing it had to be her husband, but
her desire to obey Dana overpowered her duties and loyalty as a wife. Also,
although this may sound bad and many would disagree, Jasmine did not
consider having sex with another woman cheating. She would never, ever
cheat on her husband with another man, yet she had on a few occasions had
sexual encounters with woman...although nothing that created a sub-domme
relationship and none in recent memory. She ignored the still ringing phone
and answered, "Yes, Mistress, I am here for you and you alone
unconditionally."
Dana smiled happy with the author's answer, but pushed further. "I own you
for the next couple of hours, is that clear?"
Being treated like a piece of property, like she often wrote about in her
stories, made her even wetter. She didn't hesitate when she replied, trying
to impress her seductive goddess, "Yes, Mistress, my body and mind is yours
to use. I will obey without hesitation every order you give. I am yours to
use as you see fit. My tiny tits are yours. My wet cunt is yours. My cunt
licking tongue is yours."
Dana's cunt gushed at the amazing declaration from a woman she felt she
knew really well because of the stories she had read. Pushing it just a tad
further, Dana questioned with a tone of curiosity, "And your ass?"
Jasmine immediately answered, "Yes, Mistress, that goes without saying. My
ass is yours too."
"Fuck, you are hot," Dana moaned, the complete submission of this gorgeous
woman, this author who had inspired her through her words, the greatest
turn on in her life. "Lick my cunt, Jasmine."
"Yes, Mistress," Jasmine eagerly agreed, going underneath the young girl's
dress and directly to the cunt she was drooling over. Jasmine had not
licked pussy for over two years, when the younger teacher she had been
playing with got a job hours away. But as soon as her tongue touched the
sweet wetness of the woman she had known for less than two hours, she
remembered just how much she missed the unique taste of a woman. Although
the position was awkward, and she had never pleased a woman who was
standing up, she lapped luxuriously up and down, slowly parting the
redhead's wet pussy lips. Every fifth tongue stroke up, she would purposely
reach the young girl's clit, an action meant to tease. Although in an
elevator, although on her knees, although her husband was waiting for her
somewhere, she was in no hurry. She was savoring every second, every taste
and every moan.
"Oh, yes, Jasmine," Dana moaned, "you are a natural pussy pleaser."
The compliment radiated through Jasmine as she continued licking her one
day Mistress' delicious cunt. Time was irrelevant and neither Jasmine nor
Dana had any clue how long the submissive pleasured the dominant.
Dana could feel her orgasm building and demanded, "Suck my clit, slut. Suck
it hard."
Jasmine smiled to herself loving the power she had over the young, horny
near orgasm girl, which was ironic considering her submissive
position. None-the-less she obeyed her Mistress' order and took Dana's hard
clit in her mouth.
"Oh fuck, Jasmine, fuck, yes, finger me too, finger fuck my cunt," Dana
screamed, her orgasm close to explosion.
Jasmine slipped two fingers inside Dana easily and pumped them in and out
furiously as she continued the intense pressure on Dana's clit. All the
while, the buzzing in Jasmine's cunt had her desperate to come herself, but
she was aware she would not be allowed to until after she had got her
Mistress off.
In seconds, Dana's orgasm overwhelmed her and she screamed, pressing the
green button wanting all to know, "Oh fuck, I'm comiiiiing, yes, fuuuuuuck,
fuck, you dirty whore, you fucking cunt-licking sluuuuuuut,"
The nasty talk only enhanced Jasmine's unconditional surrender to Dana as
she wanted to be the whore, the slut, the lesbian. She opened her mouth as
the flood of juices exploded out of the redheaded beauty...way more than
any previous girl Jasmine had pleasured.
"Are you ok in here?" the man's voice asked.
"Yes, dammit," Dana moaned, before snapping, "when is this elevator going
to be fixed?"
"We are working on it ma'am," the man apologized. "It seems to just be
stuck somehow."
Dana smiled at the somehow and let go off the green button. Her orgasm was
the most intense of her life and as it pulsed through her she grabbed
Jasmine by the head and pulled her deep into her pulsating cunt.
Jasmine continued licking, ignoring the man's voice, retrieving every drop
of the young girl's unique tasting nectar, even as Jasmine's phone rang a
second time.
Dana finally let go of her pet's head and also let go of the stop button on
the elevator. Instantly, the elevator continued its upward descent.
Jasmine quickly stood up, her face shiny with Dana's cum.
Dana smiled, "Fuck you look hot wearing my cum."
"Thank you, Mistress, I will wear it with pride," Jasmine admitted,
completely intoxicated by the young girl's words, looks and taste and of
the exhilaration of obedience.
"Grab my underwear, my pet," Dana instructed, as the elevator reached their
floor.
Jasmine reached down and grabbed the slightly damp underwear just as the
elevator door finally opened.
To the two teenagers who were waiting for the elevator, there was no
physical evidence of the sex scene that had just occurred, other than the
glean on Jasmine's face which the two boys were oblivious to.
Dana walked out and said with a smile, "Hi, studs."
Jasmine followed behind her as the boys drooled at Dana's ample rack.
The boys went into the elevator, staring at Dana the whole time until the
elevator closed.
Jasmine followed Dana down the hallway and to room 1616.
Once inside, Dana ordered, "Take off that dress, Jasmine."
Jasmine quickly obeyed, although she was ashamed of her small b-cup breasts
and her slight belly she never lost after having two children.
"Such perky breasts," Dana assessed, moving to her and kissing Jasmine's
just-a-handful breasts.
"They are so small, especially compared to yours," Jasmine said.
"They are the perfect size, my pet. You deal with the breasts that you are
given," Dana joked, as she sucked Jasmine`s left nipple into her
mouth. "Plus, trust me, big breasts are not all they are made out to be. My
back gets sore and I am treated like a sex object by every dirty pervert."
Dana pulled her dress off as well and asked, "Would you like to unclasp my
bra for me?"
"God yes," Jasmine replied, her mouth literally watering again.
"Well, what is keeping you from doing it?" Dana joked.
"May I, Mistress," Jasmine questioned, wanting permission like a good pet.
"Of course, silly," Dana chuckled, impressed by just how obedient the MILF
was. "Now get over here and unclasp your Mistress."
Jasmine quickly obeyed, reaching around to Dana's back fumbling with the
clasp, her excitement only making the simplistic task more
difficult. Finally the clasp came undone and Dana's 36G breasts were
directly in Jasmine's face.
Seeing the hunger and awe in Jasmine's facial expression, Dana purred, "Go
ahead my pet, play with my breasts."
Jasmine cupped Dana's breasts in her hand. Her awe was obvious as she said,
"They are so heavy, how do you carry such a load?"
"It is the curse of the large breasts," Dana smiled.
"My tiny breasts could fit in one of yours and still have room for friends
to visit," Jasmine joked.
Laughing, making her mammoth breasts jiggle, Dana offered, pulling
Jasmine's mouth onto her erect nipple, "Go ahead my pet, take them in your
mouth."
"Thank you, Mistress," Jasmine whispered, opening her mouth and taking
Dana's stiff big nipple in her mouth.
"You love my big tits, don't you my pet," Dana moaned, her nipples overly
sensitive.
"Hmmmm, they are so lovely," Jasmine moaned, focusing on the biggest
breasts she had ever touched.
"You want to worship them?" Dana asked.
"God, yes," Jasmine answered, swirling her tongue around Dana's stiff
nipple.
"Your tongue feels so good, my pet," Dana complimented; the pleasure from
her pet's nipple play bringing sensations directly to her burning cunt.
Ten minutes of Jasmine kissing, licking and nibbling both breasts proceeded
with Dana continuing to talk softly to her. Finally, her cunt blazing, Dana
shifted to dirty talk. "On your knees, slut."
Jasmine quickly obeyed, even though she could have spent an eternity
pleasuring Dana's voluptuous breasts. On her knees, she was reminded of the
egg that had been vibrating in her cunt, having gotten relatively used to
the buzzing sensations.
Dana grabbed the bag and ordered, "Follow me, my titty lover."
Jasmine had written many stories where a character had been forced to crawl
on their knees, but she herself had never did it. As fantasized, the real
life scenario was as exhilarating and humiliating as she imagined. She
crawled on the carpeted hotel floor to the bed.
Dana put the bag of toys on the bed and considered her options. Grabbing
the strap-on cock, she put it around her waist as Jasmine watched from her
subservient point of view. Dana looking down at her pet asked, "Does my
MILF slut want to be fucked?"
Being called a MILF flattered Jasmine and the egg buzzing in her cunt for
an eternity had her eager to come. "Yes, Mistress, I would love you to fuck
your slut."
Dana loved her pet calling herself names as she reached down and pulled the
egg out from her pet. "Clean it off my slut, it is soaking wet with your
cunt juice."
Jasmine opened her mouth and cleaned her own juices, something else she had
never did before, other than from her own finger. Surprisingly, my own
taste was salty sweet and she knew she would be tasting herself more when
alone at night writing her naughty tales.
A moment later, Dana took the toy back and tossed it on the bed. "Crawl
onto the bed, my pet," Dana instructed.
Jasmine pulled herself up onto the king-sized bed.
Dana lay down on the bed, her cock standing straight up. "Straddle me my
pet. I want to watch you as you ride me."
"Yes, Mistress," Jasmine obeyed, even though she hated the on top position,
always feeling uncomfortable at being watched, her insecurities always
getting the best of her.
Dana noticed the trepidation in Jasmine's tone. "Are you uncomfortable on
top, my slut?"
"Usually," Jasmine admitted, as she began to straddle the naked redhead.
"But you will do it for me, won't you?" Dana asked.
"Yes, Mistress," Jasmine answered, her cunt slowly lowering onto the big
plastic cock.
"Because I own you, don't I my slutty teacher?" Dana questioned.
Jasmine moaned as the cock slowly filled her while lowering herself onto
it, "Yes, Mistress, I'm your slut teacher, your pet teacher, and your whore
author."
"I think this will be a good story, don't you think?" Dana asked, watching
the beautiful woman's facial expressions as the cock filled her.
"Fuck, yes," Jasmine moaned, the eight inch cock now completely in her
cunt.
"Fuck, yes, you will write the story; or fuck, yes, the cock is deep in
your slut box?" Dana asked to clarify.
"Both," Jasmine whimpered, as she began to slowly move up and down on the
plastic cock, her eyes closed.
"Open your eyes, Jasmine, let me look into those crystal blue eyes. I want
to see your hunger," Dana instructed.
Jasmine opened her eyes and looked down at the beautiful young
woman. Suddenly her insecurities disappeared as this moment seemed so
perfect. She began moving faster, her perky breasts beginning to bounce, as
she rode the plastic cock.
"That's it, my cunt-pleaser, fuck yourself. Let loose and be the submissive
whore you have always craved to be," Dana ordered.
Jasmine continued riding the plastic cock, not used to bring on top it took
a while to get into a rhythm.
Dana suggested, "Use my tits for leverage, my pet."
Jasmine leaned forward, each of the green eyed beauty's massive breasts,
holding up Jasmine's weight. This new position gave Jasmine the perfect
position to lean forward and move her hips back and forth with smoothness.
"Fuck you are the sexiest slut teacher in the world," Dana
complimented. "Could you imagine if your students had any clue what kind of
whore their teacher is? You would have boys forcing you to suck their
cocks, you would have girls forcing you between their legs and you would be
used as a complete cum bucket. You would like that, wouldn't you?"
Jasmine was riding the cock furiously now, her desire to come all that
mattered, and the dirty thoughts of being used by her students only built
on her desire to come. "Fuck, yes, I would love to be a teacher slut,"
Jasmine screamed, verbalizing her naughtiest dirty fantasy, flashes of so
many ex-students she would love to submit to...guys and girls...jocks and
nerds...she fantasized about them all.
"Close to coming, my teacher whore?" Dana questioned, although her pet's
facial expressions made the question redundant.
"Sooooo close, Mistress, may I come?" Jasmine requested, her orgasm on the
brink.
"Lean forward, slut," Dana instructed.
Jasmine reluctantly obeyed, but was thrilled when she felt Dana buck her
ass up and began fucking her hard. "Oh yes, Mistress, fuck your slut, fuck
her haaaard."
"Come now my slut," Dana demanded, as she thrust hard into her pet.
"Thaaaaaaank yooooooou," Jasmine screamed, the all day building orgasm
exploding like she had never felt before. Her whole body tingled as she
held onto Dana's breasts for dear life.
"That's it, slut, come for me," Dana said, continuing her hard upward
thrusts into her coming pet.
"Yeeeeees, Mistress," Jasmine squeaked out, her breathing erratic as the
greatest sexual pleasure of her life poured through her.
"Come harder you fucking slut, you cunt-licking whore," Dana ordered,
trying to make her pet's orgasm even more intense, confident the name
calling enhanced her pet's pleasure.
"Oh my fuuuuuucking goddddddddd," Jasmine screamed, loud enough for the
neighbors next door to know exactly what was happening. Sensation after
sensation after sensation wracked through her body, bringing a delirium of
pleasure she didn't think possible. Each nasty name only seemed to increase
the pleasure. "Tell me you own meeee," Jasmine begged, wanting to be
belittled, to be used like the whore she always wanted to be, like the
whore she always wrote about in her stories.
"I own every fucking piece of you my fucking slut. Your sweet ass, your
tight cunt, your tiny titties, your slutty mouth and inside your head I own
your thoughts, don't I Jasmine Walker?"
Hearing her full name made the scene even more humiliating, bringing her
back to the reality of her sin, but she loved every second of it. "Yes, I'm
your bimbo, think for me Mistress, tell me what to do," Jasmine declared,
the orgasm finally beginning to dissipate.
Dana rolled Jasmine onto her back and shoved the shiny cock into Jasmine's
mouth.
Jasmine needed no instructions as she sucked her own cum off the plastic
fuck-toy. Although awkward on her back, she bobbed back and forth as best
she could, Dana's knee placed firmly on her still slowly pulsing cunt kept
her in exotic desire.
Dana pulled the now clean plastic cock out of her slut's mouth and
unbuckled the strap-on from her waist. She reached into her bag of toys and
grabbed her handcuffs. Moving to the side of the bed, she ordered, "Raise
your hands, slave."
Slave was a new derogatory term for Jasmine, another one that again turned
her on. She obeyed, even though the thought of being handcuffed did not
appeal to her at all.
Dana again noticed her sub's apprehension and asked, "You don't trust me,
slut?"
Jasmine stammered, "N-n-no it's not that. It's just I have never been
handcuffed before."
"Hmmmmm," Dana purred, "I love when I am your first." Dana handcuffed her
sexy pet to the bed. Dana returned to her bag of toys and pulled out a
vibrating butt plug. She returned to the bag and grabbed the lube.
"Ever had anything in your ass, slut?" Dana asked.
"Yes, Mistress," Jasmine admitted, still recovering, and feeling
uncomfortable in her restrictive position.
"Details," Dana asked as she applied generously lube to the butt plug.
"My husband has fucked me there," Jasmine explained, thinking of her
husband for the first time in a while.
"Ever been double penetrated," Dana asked, with a smile.
"No, Mistress," Jasmine answered.
"Do you want to be?" Dana asked, even as she moved back to her sexy pet.
"Whatever you wish, Mistress," Jasmine said, before adding, "but I must
inform you that I cannot have multiple orgasms."
"You have never had multiple orgasms?" Dana asked, surprised as she was a
coming machine herself.
"Not without a few hours in between," Jasmine sighed.
"Challenge accepted," Dana smiled, spreading Jasmine's stocking-clad legs
apart.
"It's impossible," Jasmine informed Dana, having tried herself and with her
lovers for years.
"We will see about that, my little slut," Dana responded, confidence
vibrating in her as she rubbed the lubricated toy at the pretty teacher's
rosebud. "Beg me to fill your ass, my slut."
Jasmine was already a bit tired from the last fucking and once she had an
orgasm she often lost the fire of desire, but she begged, "Please fill your
slut's ass, Mistress."
Dana could tell that Jasmine had lost the fire she had before she came and
the submissive convinced herself she could not have multiple orgasms. Dana
would have fun being the first to get her off twice, maybe even three
times. She turned the vibrating plug on and slowly began pushing it in
Jasmine's sexy ass.
Jasmine whimpered at first, having not had anything in her ass in a long
time. Although not painful, it was also not pleasant as it slid inside
her. Quickly though the buzzing in her ass, another first, began to get her
feeling good. Frustration immediately began inside her knowing that the
pleasure may drive her mad with ecstasy, but the dam would never break, she
would be stuck in perpetual sexual limbo.
"Fuck, your an ass slut too, Jasmine," Dana smiled, once the medium sized
plug was completely lodged in Jasmine's ass. Crawling between the
handcuffed sub's stocking-clad legs Dana purred, "I have wanted to taste
you directly from the source since I first saw you Jasmine. Do you want me
to lick you?"
"God yes, Mistress," Jasmine answered, seeing the luscious red hair, green
eyes and dazzling smile between her legs making her hot.
Dana leaned forward and tasted her pet's sweetness.
Conversely, Jasmine let out a moan as Dana's tongue began licking her.
"Hmmm, you taste as good as you write," Dana complimented, "Sweet
perfection."
"Thaaanks," Jasmine moaned with a soft chuckle, the pressure on her pussy
lips mixed with the buzzing in her ass bringing sensational teasing bliss.
"You are not leaving this bed, my pet, until you have that impossible
second orgasm," Dana informed her bound pet.
Jasmine joked, "Well, then I guess we will be here for a very long time."
"How long before your husband gets suspicious?" Dana asked between long,
wide licks.
Jasmine pondered the question. The phone hadn't rang in a while, but he
must be getting worried by now. "I don't know. He must already be
wondering. It's not like me to not answer my phone or be waiting when he
gets back."
"You are a submissive wife too, aren't you," Dana assessed.
"Not handcuffed to a bed with a vibrating plug in my ass submissive,"
Jasmine smiled naughtily, before adding, "but yes, I usually do as he tells
me in the bedroom."
"You suck his cock?"
"Of course."
"You swallow his load?"
"Often."
"You are a very obedient wife," Dana teased, while swirling her tongue
around her pet's clit.
"Yeeeeees, I suppose so," Jasmine moaned as her clit was teased.
"But now you are my submissive, my pet, my slut, aren't you?" Dana asked.
"Yeeees, I am yours," Jasmine moaned, Dana's tongue making her feel so
fucking good.
"Fuck I could eat your box all day," Dana said, diving back in and really
lapping Jasmine's wetness.
If Jasmine wasn't handcuffed to the bed, she would have grabbed Dana's head
and pulled her even deeper inside, but of course she could do no such
thing. Instead, she just laid back and enjoyed the teasing pleasure,
accepting it was going to be the longest tease of her life.
After a few minutes of licking her pet's cunt, Dana returned to her bag of
toys and grabbed the double-ended dildo. Returning to her handcuffed
submissive, Dana asked, "Ever used one of these?"
"Nooooo," Jasmine replied, as Dana rubbed the toy up and down her pet's wet
pussy lips.
"Another first," Dana smiled, as she slid the wide dildo into Jasmine's wet
cunt.
"Aaaaaaaah," Jasmine moaned, the big toy enhancing the buzzing in her other
hole.
Dana smiled, as she ordered, "Move onto your side, my dp slut."
Jasmine struggled to move into the instructed position in her bound
position, but eventually did.
Dana put the other end of the double-ended pleasure toy in her own eager
cunt and slowly moved herself closer to her pet, taking more of the long,
wide cock inside herself. Soon Dana was completely filled and moaned, "Fuck
it's all in me, baby. Now it's going to fill you full, my ass-whore."
Jasmine felt the cock slowly fill her as Dana's legs moved between hers.
"Relax, slut," Dana instructed. "I want our pussy lips to be kissing each
other."
"Kkkkkkkk," Jasmine whimpered, beginning to feel fuller than she ever
thought possible, the toy buzzing in her ass adding to the fullness. Every
time she thought she was completely full, Dana filled her deeper until
their cunts were touching and both girls were filled with cock.
"Ready for the greatest sensation of your life?" Dana asked.
Jasmine moaned, feeling a new euphoria she had never experienced, "Yes,
Mistress."
"On the count of three, buck your ass up," Dana instructed.
"Yes, Mistress," Jasmine replied, her body again burning with lust.
"One," Dana started. "I'm going to fuck the hell out of you, Jasmine."
Jasmine was dying to see what Dana was going to do next. The two toys
currently inside her bringing such pleasure she thought she may pass out.
"Two," Dana counted. "I'm going to give you the multiple orgasms a horny,
teacher lesbo slut like you deserves."
Jasmine prayed that Dana could do the impossible because if she didn't
reach orgasm soon she may explode with frustration.
"Two and a half," Dana teased. "Are you ready, Jasmine?"
"Yes, Mistress," Jasmine whimpered, adding, "use me please."
"Three," Dana announced and both girls thrust at the same time.
Jasmine screamed as the dildo in her cunt penetrated her deeper than
anything ever had in her life. "Oh my fuuuuuuuuucking god."
Dana screamed in unison, as she too was filled completely.
Both the pet and the trainer bucked back and forth, grinding their cunts
into each other, literally fucking each other.
For ten sweaty grind filled minutes the two women became one as they used
each other for ultimate pleasure. Jasmine so close to orgasm, yet unable to
cross the threshold was rambling incoherently. "Oh my, fuck, yes, shit,
fuck, fuck, fuckity-fuck-fuck, soooooo good, aaaah, fuck, oh my, shiiiit."
Dana smiled at her pet's delirium confident the impossible second orgasm
was imminent.
"Will you obey any order I give?" Dana asked.
"Fuck, anything," Jasmine barely got out.
"I want you to come simultaneously with me," Dana informed.
Jasmine sighed knowing that was one promise she couldn't make
happen. "Dana, please..."
"On ten you will come my slut," Dana demanded, her tone powerful and
unwavering.
Before Jasmine could finish her sentence or protest, Dana began the count
up.
"One, my slut. Tell me what you are?" Dana questioned, between panting,
both their bodies shiny with sweet sweat.
"A slut, a dirty fucking lez whore," Jasmine replied, belittling herself.
"Two, my whore. What's in your ass?"
"A vibrating plug is in my ass," Jasmine whimpered, desperately grinding
herself into her Mistress.
"Three, my tit-lover. What are you willing to do to have my tits in your
mouth again?"
"Anything, Mistress," Jasmine moaned, her mouth salivating at the thought
of the huge tits in her mouth and in her hands again.
"Four, my pussy-pleaser. Anything is a pretty big promise," Dana warned.
"I will do fuuuucking anything," Jasmine promised, her mind on sexual
cruise control.
"Five, my submissive play thing. You will come and visit me in England this
fall?" Dana asked.
Jasmine was surprised by question, but also knew that after today there was
no way she could never do this again. She moaned, "I promise to come and
see you and be your unconditional slave while I am there."
"Six, my slutty slave. You understand I will share you with my sorority
sisters?"
Instead of being mortified, the thought of being used by English college
girls only enhanced her promise. "Oh fuck, Mistress, I would love nothing
more. You would make all my nasty whore dreams come true."
"Seven, my author cunt. You also promise to write our story and publish it
for the world to read?" Dana questioned.
"It would be my privilege," Jasmine declared, feeling her orgasm bubbling
just underneath the surface, her frustration driving her crazy.
"Eight, my married ass whore. I expect you to obey weekly tasks I will send
by e-mail, is that clear?"
"Yes, Mistress, I am your slave forever, use my body and my mind," Jasmine
declared, wanting to give herself body, mind and soul to the beautiful
redheaded co-ed.
"Nine, my MILF lesbo. Who owns you?"
"Dana owns me. Dana owns my tits. Dana owns my lips. Dana owns my
cunt. Dana owns my ass. Dana is my unconditional Mistress," Jasmine
declared, grinding her body against Dana's desperately.
"Nine and a half, my lover. Tell me you love me," Dana whispered.
Jasmine was startled by the demand but all her body felt was unconditional
love for this dominant, yet caring young woman. Jasmine heard herself
declare, "I love you, Dana."
Dana's orgasm was ready to explode and she announced. "If you love me
Jasmine. If you are the obedient pet toy I know you are, come when I say
the next number. Are you ready to be my complete pet, Jasmine?"
Jasmine could sense the impending orgasm in her and the dam had already
cracked and was about to burst. "Say it Mistress, say it now," Jasmine
pleaded.
"Ten my cunt-licking, dildo-fucking, tit-nibbling, ass-buzzing slave, ten,
dammit, ten, come my slaaaaave," Dana screamed as her orgasm exploded.
Simultaneously, a sexual miracle occurred as Jasmine's orgasm triggered and
she screamed, "I'm coooooooooming tooooooooooo, Mistress."
Both girl's shook, quaked and writhed as they had the biggest, most
explosive, most body chilling, earth shaking orgasms of their lives. They
collapsed onto their backs and allowed the pure ecstasy of the orgasm to
flow through them. Dana, eyes closed, couldn't believe she had seduced and
dommed the Jasmine Walker. Jasmine, meanwhile, couldn't believe she had
achieved multiple orgasms after years of trying, the second orgasm hitting
her with even more intensity than the first. Silence, other than heavy
breathing, continued for a few minutes as both women recovered from a
sexual experience like no other.
Finally Dana pulled the toy out of her cunt and her pet and leaned in for a
kiss. The kiss was tender and passionate. A minute later Dana stood up and
teased, "You can't reach multiple orgasms, hey?"
Jasmine replied still in shock, "I can't believe you made it happen."
"I am a miracle worker," Dana smiled.
"That you are," Jasmine smiled back, just as her phone rang again.
"Shouldn't you get that?" Dana asked.
"I should," Jasmine replied, "but I don't want to yet."
"Good answer my pet," Dana replied, "because I heard three times is the
charm."
"Oh my God," Jasmine gasped, "You can't be serious."
"I never joke about orgasms," Dana responded, before adding, "plus I can
have at least a half dozen, although usually not at the intensity of those
first two you gave me.
"There is no way I could reach another," Jasmine said, the thought absurd.
"Isn't that what you said about two?" Dana asked, grabbing two vibrating
eggs. Turning them on, she slipped both into the still handcuffed sub.
"Oh fuck," Jasmine moaned, "You can't be serious."
"Deadly," Dana smiled, heading to the washroom.
Jasmine sighed and closed her eyes realizing she was at the utter mercy of
the redhead goddess. The double buzzing in her cunt was keeping her feeling
good, a constant tease.
Dana returned a few minutes later and said, "Do you want to fuck me?"
Just hearing the words made Jasmine tingle. "Yes, Mistress."
"Good," Dana said, finally releasing Jasmine from the restrictive
restraints.
Once the handcuffs were off, Jasmine stood up and stretched.
Dana returned into her bag and pulled out the last toy, a double-ended,
vibrating strap-on. Dana came to her pet and promised, "This is going to be
fucking intense."
"I think we hit intense a long time ago," Jasmine smiled playfully.
Dana pressed a button and both sides started vibrating and she slid the
smaller four inch side inside her pet's already full cunt.
"Oh my god," Jasmine gasped. The vibrating dildo inside her making the
other two balls ricochet inside her like pin balls in her box.
"I know," Dana purred with a smile, "they say all good things come in
threes."
Dana strapped the harness onto her literally vibrating pet who was clearly
overwhelmed with the triple sensations inside her.
"Shiiit, this is fucking intense," Jasmine moaned.
"Just you wait," Dana foreshadowed, oddly putting on a t-shirt. She grabbed
another and put it on a confused Jasmine. "We are about to make our third
orgasms epic, my pet."
"Kkkkk," Jasmine said confused.
"Follow me," Dana instructed, her devilish smile a warning of something
outrageous.
Jasmine followed, each leg movement bringing new sensations inside her very
full cunt, as Dana went to her 16th floor balcony and opened the glass
door.
Jasmine gasped in shock. "You can't be serious?"
"Get your ass out here slut," Dana ordered, knowing an aggressive push was
needed, adding, "It is so gorgeous out here, unlike anything you have ever
seen.
"Sorry, Mistress," Jasmine replied, mortified by what was expected of her,
but realizing they were on the top floor and no one was likely to see
them. Jasmine had to agree as all she could see was crystal blue ocean.
Dana smiled, "It's the same color as your eyes, my pet."
"Thanks, Mistress," Jasmine blushed, loving any sort of flattery given to
her.
Dana moved to her railing and bent over offering her pet the picturesque
view of her sweet back end. Dana turned around, looking directly into
Jasmine's blue eyes and asked, "What are you waiting for? Come and fuck
your Mistress."
Jasmine moved onto the balcony and behind her beautiful Mistress. Seeing
such perfection her nervousness disappeared and her eagerness to fuck the
redhead became all she focused on. She held her eight and a half inch black
cock and rubbed it between the crack of Dana's ass.
Dana smiled and asked playfully, "You want my ass, do you?"
"I've never fucked someone in the ass," Jasmine admitted, even though that
hadn't been her intent, she was just trying to position the cock properly
but from this position she could not get a good view.
"Another first," Dana quipped, but then you better go back and get the
lube.
Jasmine suddenly excited to fuck the green-eyed temptress, turned and went
to get the lube, each step bringing intense teasing to her.
Dana startled her when she grabbed another egg from the bag of
pleasure. "If you got double pleasure earlier, I think I should get the
same opportunity, don't you think?"
"Whatever you wish, Mistress" Jasmine replied, following Dana back outside
into the late afternoon heat.
Dana resumed her submissive position, and Jasmine watched as Dana slid the
egg inside her cunt. "Are you going to watch me all day or fuck my ass,
baby?"
Being called baby was a turn-on for Jasmine too, a reminder of the intimate
connection they now had, so much more than just submissive and domme.
Jasmine generously coated her plastic cock and added some extra lube
between her Mistress' ass cheeks.
Dana moaned at the feeling of Jasmine's fingers at her back door. "While we
are like this, you are in control, ok, baby."
"What?" Jasmine asked confused.
"Mistress Jasmine, please fuck my ass," Dana begged, a complete
role-reversal.
Jasmine instantly understood and sliding a finger into Dana's ass asked,
"Is that the best you can do?"
"Sorry, Mistress," Dana whimpered, her often neglected back door being
filled for the first time in a long while. "Mistress Jasmine, please take
your slut's back door. Make me your little ass slut."
"Much better," Jasmine said, wiggling her finger inside Dana's ass,
preparing it for insertion.
"Are you widening my ass, Mistress, like you wrote about in those
Blackmailed cheerleader stories?" Dana asked.
"Yes, my slut," Jasmine said, inserting a second finger in. "Promise me you
will come and meet me up at Canada when I am speaking one day where you can
be my personal English slut pet."
"Fuuuck, yes Mistress Jasmine, you give me a place and a time and I will be
here with stockings and a collar on," Dana declared and screamed, loud, but
on the sixteenth floor balcony no one heard a sound.
Two fingers in, Jasmine turned her hand slow widening the redhead's
ass. "You get your ass fucked often, my English slut?"
"Seldom," Dana admitted, usually not a big fan of back door play, unless
she had reached her sexually euphoria, like she had today.
"But you want me to pound your slut ass?" Jasmine asked, spreading her
fingers inside Dana's tight ass.
"Yes, Mistress, I want you to own my ass," Dana declared, similar to
earlier declarations from Jasmine.
Jasmine pulled her fingers out and in one fluid motion slid the plastic
cock deep into the redhead.
"Fuuuuuuuuck," Dana screamed, completely surprised by the sudden deep
penetration, a mixture of pleasure and pain.
The cock buried in her pet's ass, Jasmine reached under and tapped Dana's
clit. "You are such a fucking whore, aren't you? Allowing a stranger to
ravage your ass."
"Fuck yeeees," Dana agreed, "a dirty whore like her Mistress."
"Touch?," Jasmine laughed and moved her hand to Dana's hips and started
slow strokes. To her own amazement, each forward thrust caused chilling
sensations of pleasure to her cunt as the two eggs and vibrating dildo
collided into each other at full force.
"Fuck, yes, Mistress Jasmine, your cock feels so fucking good in my arse,"
Dana screamed.
"Arse," Jasmine repeated, "you really are from the island."
"I'm your English slut, your French whore, your teenage dream," Dana
declared, even though she was in her early twenties.
Jasmine continued fucking her teenage dream, yet another fantasy of hers
was becoming a reality. Although she was mostly submissive and a born
pleaser, once in a while she fantasized of domming a young girl,
disciplining a student who had pissed her off. Imagining Jenna, an eighteen
year old student from last semester who was a pain in the ass submitting to
her had occurred a few times and now Jasmine had her own teenager to
dominate. These thoughts had Jasmine thrusting hard and deep into her
slut's ass, each deep forward thrust causing her intense pleasure as well
as she was literally fucking both her pet and herself.
Dana loved to role play and as much as she loved the power of being a
domme, submission brought her pleasure in a completely different sort of
way. The hard thrusts from Jasmine and the buzzing from the toy in her cunt
had her orgasm on the rise. "Oh yes, Jasmine, pound my ass, make me your
bitch," Dana grunted.
"Jasmine, what, you fucking cunt?" Jasmine snapped.
"Mistress Jasmine," Dana quickly corrected, impressed by Jasmine's quick
shift from submissive to dominant.
"Better, slut," Jasmine said, spanking Dana's ass.
The next few minutes the only sounds were Dana's mixtures of moans, grunts,
whimpers, Jasmine's heavy breathing and moaning and the slapping of
Jasmine's body crashing into Dana's ass.
Much to Jasmine's surprise she could feel the incomprehensible third orgasm
building and demanded, "I want you to come with me, baby."
Dana smiled at the realization that Jasmine was close to a third orgasm and
immediately moved her hand to her clit. "Tell me when to come, Mistress."
Jasmine continued the hard strokes as her orgasm continued
building. "Almost there, baby, get ready. So close, so, so, so, fuck, I'm
comiiiiing," Jasmine screamed as she slammed into Dana and wrapped her arms
around the beautiful redhead.
Dana feeling the quivering sensations of Jasmine as she came, the vibrating
cock in her ass, the buzzing ball in her cunt and her fingers recklessly
rubbing her clit, Dana's orgasm followed a few seconds later. "Me
tooooooooo," Dana screamed, feeling the heat of orgasm and the warmth and
comfort of Jasmine's embrace.
Both beautiful women stood together, eyes closed, in the warm summer breeze
as their third orgasms pulsed through their bodies.
Both past exhaustion, both reaching their greatest sexual euphoria, and
both in a state of equilibrium, silence lingered a long time before Jasmine
finally pulled her cock out of Dana's ass.
Both women staggered to the bed, their legs rubber, both getting the
pleasure toys out of their over-stimulated cunts, before collapsing on the
bed.
Both women were on their side staring at each other.
Both could not believe how good sex with each other could be; both couldn't
believe it could ever be better than this.
Finally Dana spoke. "You know I expect you to keep your promises."
Jasmine tried to recall all she committed too during the throes of
passion. "You want to be my online Mistress."
"No, you want me to be your online Mistress," Dana corrected.
"Yes, I do," Jasmine admitted, knowing she had to somehow keep this taboo
relationship alive, regressing back into her submissive role, before
playfully adding, "although sometimes i think you will need a little
training too."
Dana laughed, "That I will, you sexy slut."
"I learn from the best," Jasmine smiled.
"And you will come to England?" Dana asked.
"Yes, I would love to," Jasmine admitted, before adding, "Although I have
no idea how I will be able to afford it."
Dana smiled. "If you can create the excuse to why you are going to be gone
a week to England, I will pay for it."
"I could never expect that," Jasmine protested.
Dana put a finger to the MILF's lips. "I wasn't asking you, was I?"
"No, but...."
Dana tapped Jasmine's lips to shut her up."Did I ever give you my last
name?"
Jasmine tried to remember if she did, but drew a blank. "I don't think so."
"It is Winchester," Dana smiled, adding, "Of Winchester Estates."
"Oh my God," Jasmine gasped, the Winchester's were one of the richest most
prominent families in England.
"So money is not really an issue," Dana assured, adding, "how many nineteen
year olds can afford a penthouse suite like this on their own?"
"Good point," Jasmine said, her mind reeling.
"So you will come." Dana asked.
Jasmine replied, committing to a crazy week with Dana in the near future,
and playing flirtatiously on the word come, "Many, many times I hope."
Dana smiled leaning in for a tender kiss, "You are such a good pet."
Jasmine returned the kiss as her phone rang again.
Breaking the kiss, Dana asked, pointing to her Jacuzzi, "Answer the phone
or go for a little hot tub relaxation?"
"Well you do own me for a little while longer, don't you?" Jasmine asked,
moving her mouth back to the breasts she was already addicted to."
"That I do, my slut, that I do," Dana smiled, wondering if a forth orgasm
for her pet was possible.
The End