Written by Lusty Vamp and Edited by Mistress Erica
Barbara's blouse was soaked, so askew that one of her huge titties was completely exposed. Her long legs trembled uncontrollably as she stood, instinctively placing her hands behind her back, not daring to drop the wet sticky panties she still held in her mouth. Barbara's skirt was pushed so high up her curvaceous thighs that her quaking pussy was nearly bared to the crowd gathered around her in the bar, ogling her without shame, laughing and calling out lewd suggestions.
She wobbled unsteadily in her six inch 'cumfukme' high heels. Her beet red face was mute in response to the whispered comments being made by the crowd surrounding her. With all her heart and soul Barbara Anne wanted to please her Mistress, her Lover. Yet, this extreme humiliation, however exciting, was quickly approaching the limits of what Barbara thought she could bear. Still, there wasn't a doubt in Barbara's reeling mind that she wouldn't endure whatever humiliations her beloved and beautiful Mistress Erica might demand.
Barbara took supreme pride in the fact that her bewitching Mistress Erica found her worthy of loving, let alone owning. And, owning Barbara is exactly what the exalted Mistress Erica did. She possessed and controlled every facet of Barbara's life and more importantly, her lithe, well-toned body. Above all, however, Mistress Erica alone held the key which unlocked Barbara's sexual pleasure. Barbara's titties and cunt belonged to Mistress Erica as truly as if they were Her own, to use or abuse as She alone saw fit. Barbara had freely, eagerly, willingly given up any power or control over her destiny that she may have had.
Early in their relationship, Mistress Erica had made a fascinating discovery. She was able to totally control Barbara by controlling her sexual being. And, much to Mistress Erica's delight, She learned that by dishing out small, rare doses of sexual pleasure to her slut Barbara Anne, that her lil bitch's sexual performance was enhanced tenfold. And so it came to be that Mistress Erica made it Her first priority to keep Barbara constantly on the very brink of orgasmic delight, only rarely granting Her slut the ultimate reward of full release.
Through tearful eyes Barbara gazed at the leering crowd around her. The taunting men visually ravaged her nearly naked body and made no pretense otherwise. Surprisingly, even some of the females in the crowd ravished Barbara's fully aroused, quivering body with their eyes. That was certainly the case with Ashleigh, who appeared to be relishing Barbara's plight with an intensity that made Barbara squirm whenever their eyes made contact.
"Well Mel," Mistress Erica intoned, "are you going to walk My doggiebitch or must I find someone else??"
"OH NO, don't do that," Mel said, much louder than necessary. He nearly tripped over his own feet as he stood.
The crowd showed its amusement at Mel's eagerness with a few crass remarks. As Mel moved towards Barbara to lead her out the bar's rear door, Mistress Erica reached out, tugging sharply on his shirtsleeve and pulling him towards Her. Speaking directly into Mel's ear so only he could hear, She instructed him that while in his care Barbara was not under any circumstances to remove the soiled panties from her mouth. Mel was to permit Barbara to masturbate, but only while she pissed, and not to sexual release.
"ABSOLUTELY NO ORGASMS for My horny bitch, Mel," Mistress Erica finished, speaking this last loud enough for the entire bar to hear, then caressing his cheek after releasing his shirtsleeve.
Blushing profusely, Mel assured Mistress Erica that Her instructions would be followed to the letter. Taking the weakened Barbara by the hand, Mel guided her carefully to the rear door. Barbara's dazed and spent state, not to mention her "killer" heels, caused her to walk somewhat awkwardly alongside him. Stumbling on the stoop as she stepped out into the chilly night, Barbara gasped and gripped Mel's arm tightly.
"OHHHhhhhhh OMG," she said hoarsely, then laughing with relief that they were alone, the jeering crowd inside and a cool breeze that felt refreshing as it caressed her face and bared skin.... "Ohhhhhhhh honey what a fucking nightttttt!"
"It sure is, Barbara," Mel said softly, feeling his rockhard dick straining tightly in his jeans as Barbara let go of his arm and took a few teetering steps onto the neatly mowed lawn in back, squatting quickly in her haste to pee, without thinking of his presence particularly. Mel cleared his throat.
Moaning as the warm piss came, Barbara glanced up at Mel and blushed profusely, suddenly realizing that her hand was between her legs... playing with her pussy madly, OHHHHHHOMG. Mel laughed and moved closer, looking so tall as he stared down at her with a funny look on his face. "Mistress says you're allowed to masturbate," he said gruffly, "but only while you're pissing, and you are NOT to cum."
"FUCKKKKK!!" Barbara spat, feeling her cunt's sharp convulsing spasms already beginning... the piss stream slowing now as her fingers plunged hard and deep inside her wet throbbign pussy. "JESUS I need to... I ... " She looked up at him desperately, begging pitifully with her glazed, lusting eyes. "Baby cum on... you can see I need it..." her fingers still thrust in and out hard, thumb on her clit as her hips rotated in wild jerking rhythm.
"NO," Mel said, surprised himself by the authority in his voice as he reached down suddenly between Barbara's legs and gripped her hand tightly, holding it prisoner in his massive hand and pulling it from her soaked, quaking pussy. "GOD what a fucking slut you are Barb," he laughed then, pushing her down on her knees in the grass. His cock was enormous now, bigger and harder than he'd ever felt it in his entire life as he stood over the woman he'd lusted after for so goddamn long.
Barbara's heart stopped as she heard Mel's words, the deepness in his voice like a growl as he forced her hand away from her pussy and he shoved her to her knees.... oh my god... my god... jesusssssss... then her heart began pounding in her chest so hard it hurt as she felt the unbelievable animal craving rising from the center of her being like a raging fire, pulsing in her veins, dripping down her thighs, her mind beyond reason, beyond control, only feeling...
needing... god... the fucking aching quivering need....