Date: Tue, 26 May 2015 20:35:45 -0400
From: Sarah
Subject: Sarah?s Bisexual Awakening Chapter 3-End

Sarah's Bisexual Awakening Chapter 3 - The training continues.
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The
next morning dawned clear and bright, the sun shone hazily through the opaque,
screened glass doors that led out on to the balcony. It was going to be
another beautiful, hot and sunny day.Still pleasantly sleepy, I smiled to myself
as my eyes opened and I realised where I was, I snuggled cozily into Tracey'
s warm, soft body, breathing in her sweet feminine aroma and kissed her
lightly on the neck.She stirred as I did so and opening her captivating hazel
eyes she tenderly kissed my lips."Good morning lover," She yawned, "what a
lovely way to wake up in the morning."She brushed my cheek with the back of
her hand and then entangled her fingers into my hair as she kissed me again,
more passionately this time.I began to tingle inside, after all that had
happened last night my body and mind were very susceptible and not quite ready
to deal with anything too physical or emotional, even Tracey's simple,
good-morning kiss was having an unnerving effect on me as my body instinctively
reacted to her. Staggeringly erotic images of the previous evening flashed
into my mind and in a heartbeat I was fully aroused and ravenously hungry for
my Goddess to take me to heaven once again.Tracey registered my eager
reaction as I urged my body towards her in anticipation but she was having none of
it."My, aren't you a horny little devil this morning?" she smiled as she
broke our kiss, "I think I had better get you into the shower or we will
never get out of this bed."I had a little trouble finding my voice, but
eventually, in a husky, lust-induced tone and with fire in my eyes, I managed to
reply. "Good...! Then let's not, let's just stay here all day and make love
like a couple of rabbits."She smiled at me like I was a small child as she
stroked my face again."Shhhhhh baby... Don't get yourself too worked-up. As nice
as that sounds right now we have a lot to do today, I want to take you out
and show you off to my friends... besides, I have other plans for you, so you
just keep on feeling horny and I will make sure that you have a day to
remember.Now come-on, let's get to it you randy little minx."Again we showered
together but this time Tracey produced a razor and without bothering to ask
for my approval, she proceeded to lather me up and shave off the small
triangle of pubic hair I had so carefully sculpted. I did not say anything to stop
her, even though I had never shaved myself completely before, if this was
what she wanted it was good enough for me, besides, it felt very erotic as I
looked down at her on her knees and watched her carefully run the razor over
my pubic mound until it was finally as smooth as her own."There," she said
patting it like a small puppy, "now you will really feel the wind on your
pussy."I had no idea what she meant by that but I did not give it another
thought as she leaned forward and kissed it, running her tongue along the entire
slit of my labia and sucking my clit into her mouth with a tiny popping
sound.My legs felt as though they were about to give way but she stopped
suddenly and hopped out of the shower leaving me to my mounting frustration. How
could she leave me like this...? She was such a tease!We dried ourselves off
and then set about fixing our hair and make-up, although in truth, Tracey
hardly needed any with her natural beauty."Have you got anything to wear?" She
called back as she wandered into the bedroom. "It didn't look like you
brought much with you."Originally I had only planned to stay over for the one
night and the dress I arrived in I had found where it had been discarded,
crumpled in a heap and with a lot less buttons on it than when it started out.
In my overnight bag all I had were a pair of casual blue shorts with a light
blue and white top to travel home in.Tracey decidedly informed me that
shorts `just wouldn't do' and disappeared into her spacious wardrobe until she
found something `more applicable' for me to wear.What she returned with was
a beautiful beige silk, two-piece suit that I could tell straight away was
very expensive by the sheer feel and quality of its finishing.The top was cut
simply, with no sleeves or collar and Tracey held it out for me to put on.I
slid my arms into it feeling the soft caress of the light, delicate
material brush against my skin and Tracey slipped her arms around my waist
fastening the front with a small golden chain. She then held up the rather short
skirt for me to step into and finally handed me a pair of pretty cream, wedged
sandals. She stood back and looked me over."Sarah you look delicious!" She
said extravagantly. "Come and see..."Tracey turned towards one of the Shoji
screens and slid it to one side, revealing a large mirror."What do you think?"
 She asked.Standing in front of the mirror I looked up at my reflection.
Tracey was right; it was a gorgeous creation and it fitted me perfectly, the
short, flowing skirt and delicate cream sandals made my tanned legs look long
and elegant.The top did not meet at the front, leaving a three-inch wide
swathe of flesh exposed from my lower abdomen, up past my cleavage and
sweeping loosely around my neck, held together only by the small golden chain that
sat across the middle of my abdomen. It gathered in at the waist and the
thin material softly followed the contours of my breasts, highlighting my
nipples that were pushing at the soft silk.This was not an outfit you could wear
with any kind of modesty, if I happened to lean forward without holding a
hand to my chest the liquid silk would fall forward revealing my bosom and the
very short sinuous skirt would not take much of a breeze to show what lay
hidden beneath."Tracey, it's a beautiful outfit, but don't you think I am a
bit... underdressed for the daytime? This is more the sort of thing you'd
wear for a fancy cocktail party or a rather chic social event." I pointed out."
It's you that's beautiful Sarah, and we will be going out somewhere nice
for lunch, so it is just perfect. Anyway..." Her voice took on a steely edge. "
If that's what I want you to wear then that is what you will wear!
Understand?"My stomach twisted excitedly as I heard the change in her tone and I
turned to face her with my eyes downcast, my arms hanging limply by my sides in
a gesture of capitulation."Yes Mistress." I supplied as instructed the
night before."That's better. Now, give me a quick twirl, I want to see your
skirt fly up so that I can see your smooth little pussy."I span round for her
and the short skirt fanned outwards lifting as high as my waist and
revealing my pure nakedness below."Hmmmmm... Very nice, you are mummy's good little
slut." Lifting my chin she held my gaze sternly."Now listen very carefully
slut... You will not be wearing any panties today and you will not try to cover
yourself up at any time. Do you understand?"I tried to nod but she was
holding my jaw firmly so I mumbled out a muffled, "Yef Miftress.""I don't care
if the wind blows your skirt up around your waist and your tits fall out,
you are not to cover yourself up, for any reason! ONLY I can do that, and
only I may give you permission to do it for me.Now I say again... Do you clearly
understand what I am saying?"I sure did! Tracey was going to take me out in
a very fluid, very revealing outfit in broad-daylight and I could do nothing
to hide my modesty if fate or an errant breeze decided to take a hand.I
knew this was another test of my total obedience and I was determined not to
fail her, even if I was tearfully embarrassed in the process."Now I will not
be your Mistress all day, for much of the time I will just be Tracey, but
this rule applies to the entire day. Do you understand?""Yef Miftress." I
mumbled again."Good, now be a good little girl and go make mummy a cup of
coffee, and as you have made yourself look so pretty for me you may have one as
well." She let go of my face."Thank you Mistress."Tracey turned her back on
me in distain and I watched as her superb naked body disappeared back into
the dressing room.About ten minutes later she appeared in the kitchen looking
fantastic in a white cotton, single-breasted jacket and short, snugly fitted
skirt with matching white, high-heeled shoes. It looked to me as though she
was not wearing anything under the jacket but I did not ask.She had pulled
her long honey-blond hair into a ponytail that fell down to her lower back
and her face glowed with a natural radiance.She came over and kissed me
thanking me for the coffee and I made the mental adjustment as I realised that
she was Tracey again."If it's all right with you Tracey I think I should give
Kevin a call to let him know I am staying here for another night.""Of
course... Sorry Sarah, I should thought of that myself. Please, use the phone in
here, I'll make myself scarce.""No it's okay, I'm not going to say anything
you don't need to hear, I'm just letting him know that I won't be home
tonight that's all."I made the call and Kevin was rather curious, but
otherwise fine about it, telling me to have a good time and enjoy myself. Enjoy
myself... If only he knew!"Okay Tracey, I'm all yours now, where are we off to?""
First I have to pop into my office at the salon, then a spot of lunch at
Covent Garden I think. How's that sound?""Lovely." I replied
earnestly.Covent Garden is one of my favorite places in London, with its cosmopolitan bars
and cafés spilling out onto the traffic-free walkways. It is one of London's
most popular tourist attractions, but for much of its existence Covent
Garden served as a fruit and vegetable market, the largest in England. Still
remarkably intact and attractive, the whole area has a relaxed feel and is lots
of fun to explore.Street entertainers give the place a lively, friendly
atmosphere, and exclusive designer shops and a wealth of fabulous restaurants
add a sophisticated air, making it a popular area for the `beautiful people'
. In fact it had become a regular hangout for models, movie stars and
socialites or `rich bitches', as they were sometimes unfairly called, but at
least it was a place where I could get-away with wearing an outfit such as this,
as glitzy, daring fashion seemed to be the `norm rather than the rule'.We
left Tracey's apartment for a waiting cab and walking down the stairs I
could see the hem of my skirt flutter up slightly with every descending step as
I looked past my covered, but almost indecently visual breasts. I could feel
the touch of air on the smooth nakedness of my freshly shaved pussy with
the result that it made my nipples even harder and more pronounced than they
already were.I was slightly alarmed at just how much my short skirt rode up
when I sat in the back of the taxi, although the soft silk molded itself into
the shape of my inner thigh and helped to cover me, but only just on the
side of respectability. It still looked extremely rude however where my pubic
mound pressed against the liquid fabric between my legs, and my pussy could
still been seen from the right angle if my legs were not clamped tightly
together.I knew that before this day was out a fair number of people were going
to get a good long look up my skirt, but I pushed the thought aside and
resisted the urge to adjust myself, knowing that Tracey would be watching me
like a hawk.As if reading my thoughts she turned to me and spoke."You know
Sarah, I am really looking forward to today, I am going to have so much fun
with you."To the taxi driver that sounded like a perfectly innocent statement,
but I knew what she really meant, she was going to have great fun
embarrassing me, and making me do things I would never have dreamed of doing on my own!
"Now you do remember what I told you earlier don't you?""Yes Tracey, I
remember exactly what you said! It frightens the hell out of me, but I won't
let you down, I promise.""Good, then I know you will have as much fun as me.
You might not think so at first... but trust me, by the end of today you will
see things in a different light."As she said this her hand reached down to
my knee and telling me quietly to `relax', she parted my legs, not by much,
but enough for my skirt to rise up even more and expose my nakedness
beneath.Fortunately the cabbie was not the talkative type and he ignored us for
most of the journey, but quite a few other road users enjoyed the spectacle,
and every time we stopped at a set of traffic lights I stared embarrassingly
straight ahead so as not to see the smirking faces of van drivers and the
like.We eventually pulled up outside Tracey's health and beauty salon and
Tracey paid the driver.There were people everywhere, shoppers, office workers,
tourists, all milling about right where I had to somehow get out of the cab
without making an exhibition of myself, but there was no way to avoid it so
gritting my teeth I took a deep breath, opened the door and stepped out in as
ladylike a manner as I could manage. As expected my skirt rode up and gave
a handful of passers-by an eyeful of pussy, but I ignored their startled
looks stoically and waited for Tracey to exit the cab as well.To my pleasant
surprise I caught a quick, unavoidable glimpse up Tracey's skirt as well when
she stepped out of the back of the taxi, and I smiled inwardly as I realised
that she was not wearing any panties either, although her tight cotton
skirt was not anywhere near as revealing as my own, it still made me feel a bit
better knowing that Tracey was not making me do this alone.I had heard of
Tracey's health and beauty salon and knew it to be one of the most exclusive,
and expensive in London and walking in the door we were met by a very pretty
receptionist."Hi Bev, is Ricky about?" Tracey asked."Good morning Tracey.
Yes he's in his office, shall I call him for you?""No, it's alright, I
just pop up and say hello." Turning to me she smiled. "This is Sarah by the
way, she is my new girlfriend and the absolute love of my life so be nice to
her."I was a bit taken aback; Tracey had just openly introduced me to Beverly
as her girlfriend. I guess I wasn't expecting her to suddenly come right
out with it like that, but I didn't know any of these people so what the hell,
if they saw me as a lesbian did it really matter?To be honest, I rather
liked the way it made me feel, excited somehow, as though I were being
extremely naughty.This was a whole new World for me, I had only just had my first
girl on girl experience the previous evening, although it was a baptism of
fire, and now I was enjoying the erotic thought of being Tracey's lesbian
girlfriend.Beverly gave me an instant female appraisal, then with a genuine, warm
smile she held out her hand."Hi Sarah, I'm very pleased to meet you."
Taking her hand I smiled back. "Hello Beverly.""I have to say Sarah, you look
absolutely stunning." She raised an eyebrow and looked me over suggestively. "
I love your outfit and you certainly know how to wear it."Before I had the
chance to reply Tracey cut in saying."Before you two get carried away I have
to see Ricky... Come with me Sarah, I want to show you off to him. Don't
worry, you will get to see much more of Beverly later."Beverly and I smiled at
each other like two admonished schoolgirls and I turned to follow Tracey up
to Ricky's office.Ricky was not at all what I expected; I had imagined him
to be slightly camp and hugely flamboyant like the stereotypical `gay
hairdresser' in the movies.Instead he was a tall, dark, well-toned and handsome man
in his early thirties, with big brown eyes and an engaging smile.He had the
easy relaxed manner of someone who is comfortable and confident in his own
skin and I judged him to be a real winner with the ladies.Tracey again
introduced me as her girlfriend but this time I felt slightly embarrassed under
the evaluating scrutiny of her good-looking business partner.Then Ricky hit
me with a devastating smile and came round his desk to take both my hands as
he towered a good foot or so over me."Sarah, I'm so pleased to meet you... If
Tracey has finally decided to tell the world about you, you must mean a
very great deal to her, she is fiercely independent and doesn't commit herself
lightly, so for her to come bowling into my office and announce that you are
her girlfriend means more than perhaps you realize... She must be
head-over-heels in love with you, because she has never even admitted to having a
girlfriend before, let alone bring one in here..." He smiled and looked down at me
with his extraordinarily engaging eyes."You must be a special person to
have captured Tracey's heart, and as such, you have captured mine. I would be
honored if you called me your friend and if there's anything I can ever do
for you, just ask."Wow...! That was an unexpected and profound little statement
and I didn't know quite what to say. I looked up at him and smiled shyly,
speaking with absolute sincerity."Thank you Ricky, but it is Tracey who is
special and I'm the one that is lucky to have found her."His smile widened. "
Well... I can see why you two go together so well."He held out my arms and my
breasts pushed at the fabric of the silk top, my ever-hard nipples
seemingly trying to force their way through as he ran his eyes critically over me."
And I can see the attraction... Sarah, you are gorgeous, I think Tracey has
chosen well.""Alright Ricky, I think you have managed to embarrass us both
enough for now." Tracey laughed warmly. "Now please put my Sarah down and
behave yourself."Ricky winked at me and whispered, "She hates to hear the truth
about herself." But he let go of my hands and returned to his desk.Tracey
immediately came over to stand protectively before me and putting her arms
around my waist she pulled me towards her and kissed me, reaffirming Ricky's
words in that moment.Still holding on to me but breaking our kiss she quietly
said."Darling, would you mind waiting for me in my office for a moment? I
just have a couple of things to quickly discuss with Ricky, only business
stuff and I won't be long, I promise.""Of course Tracey. Where is it?""It's
on the other side of the building. If you go back down to Beverly on
reception, she will show you."I said my goodbyes to Ricky and made my way back to
the reception.Beverly was on the phone to a client and I politely waited for
her to finish before I asked where I could find Tracey's office."Oh I'll
take you there myself" She said. "Just give me a moment and I will get
someone to cover the front desk for me."Having found her replacement she hopped
out from behind her desk and led me off down a well-lit corridor.Beverly was
very pretty with long dark hair that she had pulled up and clipped at the
back of her head, she had large hazel eyes that she highlighted with various
shades of brown eye shadow and full pouting lips that seemed to be always on
the verge of a cheeky smile.She looked to be about the same size as me,
except for her breasts that seemed overly large for her small frame, other than
that she had a perfectly proportioned figure and a great pair of legs.At the
end of the corridor a door led up a flight of steep narrow stairs and
Beverly ushered me through, saying that Tracey's office was at the top.I thanked
her expecting her to go back to the reception but as I started to climb the
stairs I quickly realised that she was following me up.`Oh my God!' My
stomach lurched in a fit of alarm. Beverly was going to see right up my skirt,
close-up and personal, and there was nothing I could do about it!I could feel
her close behind me, her eyes literally inches from the back of my thighs
and just below the hemline of my skirt, giving her the spectacle of a
lifetime. I could almost feel her hot breath on the back of my legs.To my surprise I
realised that I was quickly becoming attuned to all these erotic little
events that seemed to be happening more and more this morning and I found that
my impulse to panic was decreasing with each time. Moreover, I was finally
beginning to understand that it was the thrill of being helpless to do
anything about it that was turning me on so much, the simple fact that I could do
nothing about where, when or who could see the slut beneath the fine
clothes.Okay, I did not really have to do any of this; in reality I could pack it
in and go home to my husband anytime I wanted, but inside I knew that I could
not. I could not run out on Tracey, anymore more than I could run out on
myself! I was trapped in a cage of my own making and as much as I rattled at
the bars I did not want to leave.All these thoughts happened in the blink of
an eye and as I climbed the stairs I began so slow up as I found the
situation more intoxicating, thinking of Beverly scrutinizing my nakedness so
closely behind.I was certain that she had engineered following me up. I had
already decided that she was into women by the way she had suggestively looked me
over earlier, and I was getting a rush of blood thinking that she had done
this on purpose.I exaggerated the sway of my hips and pouted my behind at
her like a peacock, in the few brief moments that it took to near the top I
had mentally turned myself around and was now really beginning to enjoy
myself.I paused suddenly as I reached the last step and I smiled silently as
Beverly brushed my skirt with her head as she nearly buried her face into my
behind, then with my tiny victory out of the way I stepped forward and opened
the only door available.Inside was what looked like an office come anteroom,
with a desk to one side and comfortable chairs and a coffee table on the
other. There was also a small kitchenette with coffee making facilities tucked
into the corner."This is Tracey's reception room." Beverly said, brushing
past innocently. "I will take you straight through to her office, I'm sure
that's where she'll want you to wait."Beverly held another door open for me
and I walked into a large room with a very thick, dark green carpet and a
huge, highly polished wooden desk on the far side with nothing on it but a
solitary telephone.Along the left wall were large square windows that looked out
onto the street, but they were shaded with heavy cream vertical blinds, the
right wall had similar blinds but I could not guess what lay behind them as
the building went back much further over on that side of the room.Next to
where I was standing was a large cocktail cabinet and behind and to the side
of Tracey's impressive desk was another door that I found out later led to
where she did her real work, a smaller office that contained her computers,
files and other paraphernalia she needed."This office is just for impressing
the clients and for business meetings." Beverly continued. "Please, make
yourself comfortable." She offered me a chair to the front of Tracey's desk. "
I'm sure she won't be long. Can I get you a drink or anything?""No thank
you Beverly. I'm fine.""You sure are Sarah." She laughed, looking
evocatively at my breasts, "You sure are... And please, call me Bev, everybody does."
With that she turned on her heel and went to leave but at the last minute
she paused."Oh, if you need anything Sarah just dial nine on the phone and
you will come through to me on reception."I thanked her and she left me to my
own devices.Looking around I decided that this room had a distinctly
masculine feel about it; my own office was bright and airy with plants and flowers
dotted here and there, a picture of my husband sat on my desk and others of
my family resided on the windowsill. But there was none of that kind of
thing here, nothing... The color scheme was a muted green and brown and the sunken
ceiling lights were subdued, the thick carpet soaked up any residue sound
and though the room was expensively and tastefully finished it seemed to have
no life or character of its own... or of Tracey.Feeling slightly
introspective I wandered over to the window and peeked through the blinds looking down
to the people milling about in the street below.`Was I doing the right thing?'
 I asked myself for the millionth time, `did I really want to do this...?'I
let my hand fall from the blind shutting out the daylight, and closing my
eyes I subconsciously allowed my hand to wander up under my skirt until my
fingers lightly touched the soft mound where Tracey had shaved me.A spark of
pleasure warmly spread inwards as I circled the spot, and my other hand
slipped inside the open fronted top and sought out one of my aching nipples.I did
not even realize I was doing it. My mind had drifted off somewhere and my
hands instinctively reacted to the persistently aching need and calling of my
body.Ever so slowly the fingers under my skirt rubbed further and further
downwards until I brushed against my clit.A sudden, unexpected moan escaped my
lips as the breath rushed from my lungs and I rubbed the tops of my legs
together as a pulse of electricity surged outwards from the spot. My body
needed extra stimulation, and quickly, all morning I had been teased and quietly
humiliated and now I needed something more! Something physical!I was
soaking wet in an instant and my probing fingers quickly found my sopping hole, I
did not wait, I could not! I simply plunged two fingers deep into my pussy
and started to piston myself down on them.My body reacted like it had been
cracked with a whip as another powerful surge of electricity assailed me and
my legs began to give way. I leaned heavily against the blind for support and
continued to pound at my famished and craving vagina, fucking myself faster
and harder with my fingers until, unable to stand it anymore, I stiffened
into an orgasm that hit me so fast I almost doubled over with the raw energy
that flooded into my pussy.Oh God! `Did I really want to do this...?' Fuck
yes!I had answered my own question... and I realised again that there was
nowhere else I would rather be!I heard a slight cough behind me and looked around
to find Tracey standing silently in the doorway.Irrespective of all that I
had done over the past twenty-four hours I was totally embarrassed to be
caught masturbating alone in her office, and my face must have reflected my
utmost horror as Tracey rushed over and held me tenderly in her arms.I was
shaking like a leaf and unable to stop myself, I burst into tears, burying my
face into the soft, crook of her neck."Oh Tracey I am so sorry..." I sobbed, "I...
 It just happened..."She stroked my hair as she held me close. "Shhhhhh now,
it's alright Sarah, it's alright... I'm here now."She held me in silence as
my highly charged emotions got the better of me and I wept with unconcealed
frustration."I should not have left you for so long." She admonished
herself. "I knew how horny you were feeling when we first woke-up this morning,
and I have been teasing you and slowly winding you up all day. "She kissed
the side of my head as she held me tighter and tried to calm me down. "I guess
I misjudged just how wound-up you really were, so don't feel bad my darling...
 This is all my fault for not giving you a release earlier."I tried
desperately to compose myself and took a great shuddering breath trying to clear my
head."Don't you worry now Sarah, I am going to get rid of some of that
pent-up frustration for you, right now... You will soon be feeling yourself again
..." Tracey smiled in spite of herself. "Sorry, that didn't come out quite
right..."I laughed, despite my embarrassment and looked up at her with tear
filled eyes."And anyway," she continued, "our day is only just beginning and I
need you to have enough wits about you to enjoy all the nasty little things
I am going to do to you."I finally managed to calm myself down, and taking
another deep breath I said."I'm sorry Tracey, I just don't know what came
over me.""I do." She replied softly, stroking my face and wiping my tears
away with her cool, slender hand.Tracey held me for a moment longer until she
was certain I was myself again and then abruptly, she let me go."Right you
little slut." She barked. "Come with me!"I breathed an audible sigh of
relief as I heard Tracey abruptly change into my Mistress.While I was her
slave-girl things were so much easier. I did not have to worry about what was right
or wrong anymore, I just had to do what I was told and forget about
everything other than my ongoing task to please her in every which way I possibly
could.Every time this happened I felt myself inexorably moving closer to the
stage where I no longer thought of myself as `Sarah' anymore, but as the
worthless slave I really wanted to be, to be commanded and controlled by my
beautiful and demanding superior.Tracey walked over to her desk and picked up
the phone."Beverly, Can you come up to my office for and hour or so I've
got some work to do."Ask Jenny to cover the reception for me will you? Oh...
and lock the door after you come in as I don't want us to be disturbed."She
turned to me. "Now slut, remove those pretty clothes, I don't want to get
them all messed up... you may leave on the shoes."I did not argue or hesitate
in the slightest, I had long since realised that if I simply obeyed her
blindly, and without any thought of consequences things were much easier for me,
so I unclasped the small, golden chain and removed my top, carefully hanging
it over the back of the chair, I then stepped out of my skirt and laid it
neatly folded over the top.I stood motionless with my arms by my sides and
waited for her next instruction."Come here bitch, and lay on my desk with your
legs facing that wall."She pointed to the blind covered wall opposite the
windows.I did as I was told and sat on the edge of it, easing myself slowly
onto my back with most of my legs hanging over the side.The desk was cold and
hard, and the edge was digging into the back of my thighs, but Tracey
produced a small, round pillow from her other office and lifted my head forward
as she rested it under me."Now open your legs and spread your arms out to the
sides." She ordered. "A disobedient slut like you can't be trusted not to
move so I will have to tie you in place."She disappeared back into her small
office and returned with a set of leather straps with various wrist, ankle
and thigh restraints.She fixed my arms first, buckling on the padded
leather-cuff's, and passing a leather strap under the desk, clipping it back onto a
metal loop on each of my wrists and pulling it tight as she did so. She
then secured my ankles high up onto each opposing leg of the heavy desk, making
me lift my knees and expose my pussy, and finally she attached restraints
around both my upper thighs and again ran a strap under the desk to secure
them, forcing my legs as wide apart as they would go.My newly shaved pussy was
glairing upwards, fully exposed and highly vulnerable, my breasts stood
firm and my nipples were like hard little agates, almost painful in
anticipation as I again found being securely bound an irresistible aphrodisiac, and a
surge of adrenalin coursed through my veins causing my body to become highly
aroused and sensitive.The restraints were all heavily padded and other than
the hard wooden surface I was laying on, it was not too uncomfortable.Tracey
had a very contented look on her face as she was binding me to her desk and
she smiled now as she looked down at her handiwork."It feels good doesn't
it baby?" She purred. "You like it when mummy ties you up don't you?""Yes
Mistress." I replied with absolute sincerity, "I am always a little
frightened, but I love it when you do this to me.""Of course you do my baby, that'
s because you want to please mummy don't you... and you know that if you do,
mummy is going to make you feel so good."I loved the way she spoke to me
like I was her little girl when she was in her `benevolent mood'. She had
started it the previous evening, but at the time I had many other things to
think about, and to take on-board. Now though, I was wondering why it should
turn me on so much to hear her talk to me this way...? It unquestionably added
another twist of the taboo into the proceedings. Perhaps that was it? Whatever
the answer, all I knew was that she was making me very wet as she continued
to tell me how good mummy was going to make me feel!I froze as I suddenly
heard the door to the outer office open... Oh fuck, Beverly...! I had forgotten
about Tracey's call to her in my addled state of mind!Beverly locked the
door behind her as I heard the latch slip into place with a resounding `clunk'
, and she walked smartly into Tracey's office.She stopped dead in her tracks
as she looked up and saw me lying bound and naked on the huge desk, and a
malicious smile slowly spread across her lips as she instantly took in the
situation."Ahh Bev... Thanks for coming. I've got some work to do on this
filthy, degenerate little slut here, do you think you could give me a hand?"
Beverly's smile widened. "Of course Tracey, anything for the boss." She giggled."
Thanks Bev, I knew you wouldn't mind... I think it's a bit dark in here don'
t you? Would you mind opening the blinds for me?"Tracey indicated to the
blinds along the wall I was facing with my wide-open pussy, and I had no idea
what lay behind them.Beverly walked over and pushed a button that slowly
withdrew the blinds back into the corners of the room.To my complete and utter
horror, I realised too late that what was hidden behind them were
full-length windows looking straight out into the fitness room!I couldn't believe that
Tracey would do this to me...!There were four men and two women directly
facing us on running machines and many others on various exercise equipment.
About thirty people all in all!"TRACEY!!!" I cried out in disbelief. "Oh my God
... No!"I fought like a maniac to free myself... Tracey had gone too far this
time!I had to admit that I had got quite a thrill out of Tracey making me
expose myself in public, but that was a quick flash and a harmless erotic
little game... This... This was something entirely different!I desperately tried to
break loose from my restraints but all of Tracey's bondage equipment is the
real deal, and try as I might I could not free myself. I started to panic
as I realised I was trapped and I turned my head wildly trying to think of a
way out of this unbearable situation before too many people saw me.Tracey
appeared at my side and stood towering over me, watching my extreme anguish
with unfathomable eyes. I looked pleadingly up to her and begged her not to do
this, but she made no move to cover me or to close the blinds.My eyes were
filled with tears at the horror and humiliation of my situation and my head
swam as I again strained helplessly at my bonds and looked imploringly up at
her.Tracey's face was alive with excitement and her eyes were overflowing
with unadulterated lust as she witnessed my utter distress for a moment
longer, then in one smooth motion she unzipped her skirt and slipped it off,
followed quickly by her jacket, and she stood completely naked and exposed
beside me.I hesitated a moment as total confusion infringed in on my alarmed
mind, and quickly glancing over to the windows I suddenly realised that everyone
was completely ignoring us."Two way mirrors." Beverly stated simply, as
she saw a glimmer of understanding dawn in my eyes. "We can see them, but they
can't see us." She giggled. "Fun isn't it?"I was still so traumatized by
the shock of what had just happened that I could not reply, but even if I
had wanted to, I would have had no chance as Tracey straddled my face and
plunged her soaking pussy down forcefully onto my mouth!She was so intensely
wound-up that she rode my face like a bucking bronco, holding the back of my
head and smearing her heavily flowing juices all over me. I too attacked her
with my mouth, trying to consume her for all I was worth as I desperately
sought to dispel my internal distress.In a heartbeat I realised what had fired
her up so much... It was watching me writhe in anguish when I thought all
those people could see me, tied to the desk like a sacrificial virgin!Tracey
obviously knew I could not be seen, but the power she must have felt as I
imploded in on myself was staggering and she was fucking my face with
unconcealed, savage, lust as she palpably felt my terrified and agonized
suffering.Ohhhh, Ohhhhhhhhh, my darling Mistress! She had made me sink to a new depth of
bizarrely compelling despair and it now ignited a sexual explosion deep in my
soul. I was more aroused than I had ever been, even more than last night,
and so when I felt Beverly's tongue suddenly lick its way up my swollen labia
I almost passed out!If only she would release my hands! I wanted to grab
hold of Tracey and swallow her entire essence, sucking on her until she had no
more to give, but she was totally devoid of any thought other than her
burning, headlong rush towards an orgasm and she continued to ride my face
uncaring of me, or anything else.Beverly's tongue probed deeper into me and she
lapped at my juices until she went to work on my clit. Her tongue was amazing
and she sucked and licked at me sending wave after wave of unadulterated
pleasure up my spine. I could tell that she was also fingering herself like
crazy, because she was moaning into my pussy as she got more and more
excited.From the moment Tracey caught me masturbating alone in her office I had been
in such mental turmoil that the sensations assailing my body could not
somehow seem to focus, as my emotions were still raging wildly, and the s
tunningly erotic effect of Tracey fucking my face and Beverly devouring my pussy
remained separate.That was until I felt Tracey begin her orgasm!I heard her
moans become increasingly loud and she stopped desperately rubbing herself
against me, instead, holding my head still and forcing my mouth into her
swollen pussy. I felt her shaking violently, until she stiffened like she was made
of steel cable! Her vulva suddenly opened, filling my expectant mouth with
rivers of her sweet, delicious cum.That was the spark I needed! The
confused, unorganized mass of stimulus I endured in both body and mind smashed into
each other in the pit of my stomach, sending incandescent shards of pure,
raw energy through my nervous system.As ever the bonds that held me in place
increased my orgasm unmercifully and as I had gone from a confused mental
state of abstract horror to unimaginable ecstasy in such a short space of time
my orgasm sent me into a series of short, sharp spasms and a fountain of cum
poured into Beverly's waiting mouth!Beverly plunged her face into my
pulsing vagina and she let out a muffled scream as she too climaxed in turn, she
held onto my thigh with a vice like grip to stop herself falling over, and
she sucked and groaned into my pussy while she pummeled herself with her
soaking fingers. We were all three locked into a brief moment of pure ecstasy,
physically and mentally joined in an orgasm of unimaginable force, with Tracey
and I especially, coming from both ends of the spectrum, Tracey feeling the
commanding, magnificent power of the moment and me feeling so utterly
helpless! An orgasm made in heaven.When Tracey finally regained some of her
composure she climbed off of me and reaching forward she pinched both my nipples
cruelly, making me wince with the pain."You fucking dirty little whore...!"
She barked at me, "You have gone and swallowed all of my cum and I wanted to
share some of it with Beverly... Have you got any of it left in your mouth
slut? Have you?" She squeezed my nipples harder.Not only was my mouth still
awash with the taste of Tracey's cum, but my face and neck were covered
liberally with it."Yes Mistress." I gasped in pain. "Please... I, I have some."She
eased the pressure on my nipples and turned to Beverly who was still happily
lapping away on my pussy and kneading my thighs like a cat as she calmed
herself down."Bev, come up here and stick your tongue in this slut's mouth,
she has been a greedy bitch so you will have to lick my cum from wherever you
can find it."Beverly was beside me like a shot and she looked boldly into
my eyes.Somewhere along the line Beverly had removed her clothes and her rich
full breasts were hanging over me like she was about to smother me with
them."I've wanted to do this from the moment I set eyes on you Sarah." She
purred.And with that she kissed me hard and full on the mouth, pushing her
tongue between my lips and wrestling with my own.Beverly started off on my mouth
but she soon widened her scope, seductively kissing and licking on my face
and neck to clean off Tracey's cum then returning back to my mouth every so
often. Eventually she worked her way down to my breasts and she gently took
each sore nipple into her mouth in turn, soothing the pain still throbbing
from Tracey's displeasure.I could feel her soft heavy breasts resting against
my stomach and it felt wonderful! I relaxed slightly and enjoyed the gentle
sensation as she caressed my nipples further with her tongue.Looking past
Beverly my eyes again wandered over to the people who were resolutely jogging
along on the running machines, not realising that just a few small feet
away there was a raging lesbian sex scene spread out before their very eyes. I
studied their faces and imagined that they could actually see me... legs
spread wide and my hairless pussy saturated with cum.I became more aroused again
as I imagined the mirror was just plain old glass, and the people on the
other side were enjoying the spectacle of me strapped to the desk while two
women had fun using me for their own pleasure.Tracey had been in the smaller
office and she returned now with a large black strap-on standing erect from
her groin like the horn of a rhino."Has the little slut been behaving herself
Bev?" She asked.Beverly looked up with a smile."Oh yes, she's been as good
as gold." She replied."Okay then, I will allow her to have some of this."
She held the black rubber cock in her hand."Do you want this baby? Do you
want mummy to shove this big cock into you?" She asked sweetly.I obviously did
not answer fast enough for Tracey's liking and she looked down at me and
sneered."If you don't answer quickly you are going to get it shoved up your
fucking arse again slut, now tell me, let me hear you say it nice and clear.""
Oh yes Mistress! Please will you fuck me with your big cock, fuck me hard
with it, please..." Then in a small, timid voice I trailed off. "And Mistress...
 Perhaps you should spank me for being disobedient...?"Tracey's smile
widened as she heard the words I knew she wanted to hear."Do you see what I mean
Bev? The disgusting little whore can't get enough of it. It is just as well I
am a kind and thoughtful Mistress, if I didn't look after her like I do the
depraved little cunt would probably go around fucking stray dogs like a
bitch in heat."Tracey continued to berate me, even as she positioned the tip of
the dildo into my pussy, the lips of my labia parted and enveloped the
phallus as inch by inch she forced it further into me.It felt huge as it spread
my vaginal muscles and I flinched each time she decisively shoved it in a
bit more, but in just a few short moments she had buried it most of the way
home. Fortunately for me I was incredibly wet, otherwise in the mood she was
in she could have done me some real damage.She took a firm grip on my hips
and started to slowly draw it almost all the way out and then purposefully
back up to the hilt again, she did this a couple of times, but before I was
anywhere near loose enough she started to pick up her speed, and her intent,
forcing the seemingly huge, black cock into me with gusto and filling me up
completely with every powerful thrust.I lay there, bound securely to the desk
with Tracey hammering her groin against mine as she speared me with her
strap-on like a stuck pig, and Beverly hungrily sucking and licking on my
sensitive nipples. My eyes wandered over to the people on the running machines
once more and I smiled as my imagination allowed them to see what a low-life,
dirty slut I had become, and Ohhhh God, how I was enjoying it!Beverly
obviously decided that she needed more than to just give me pleasure, so she
climbed up onto the desk and hovered just over my face, her oozing pussy inches
away from my waiting mouth.She was facing Tracey and I could just see her hand
reach out to cup my beloved Mistresses right breast.Tracey paused for a
moment after injecting the rubber cock into me as far as it would go and leaned
forward to kiss Beverly tenderly on the mouth.I felt an immediate and
irrational twinge of jealousy as I saw their lips touch and I subconsciously
strained at my bindings in consternation. Tracey obviously felt this because
just for a moment she looked down at me with a measure of surprise in her
golden eyes, then as a heartless smile touched her lips she wrapped her hands
around the back of Beverly's head and kissed her passionately while I squirmed
uncomfortably beneath them.Beverly returned Tracey's kiss and I heard her
moan out loud when Tracey reached down and sought out her clitoris.I watched,
spellbound as Tracey's long manicured finger circled and teased at Beverly'
s pussy right in front of my eyes, and unable to resist any longer, I lifted
my mouth and tentatively probed my tongue into her moist, pouting
hole.Beverly slammed her pussy down onto my face on impulse and within moments I was
swallowing her thick, sweet, juices as her pussy contracted and she climaxed
again with a loud, urgent groan.Tracey rubbed furiously at Beverly's clit
and she ground her pussy further onto my mouth as she came with a violent
shudder, her cum flowing freely, I automatically sucked and lapped at her in
earnest while I drank it all down.My arousal took a huge leap forward when
Beverly came on my face, as before this moment I had only ever experienced
Tracey in any kind of lesbian embrace, and even that was still very new to me.
Now, I had tasted Beverly in her full womanly flow, a girl I had only met
just over an hour ago and she was squirming on my face in ecstasy as she filled
my mouth with her delicious cum.`Why on Earth had I not done this before now
', I berated myself, I had no idea what I had been missing out on all this
time!I gasped suddenly as Tracey almost withdrew the strap-on again and
plunged it solidly back into my pussy, she picked up a forceful rhythm, ramming
herself into me with untamed enthusiasm and I felt myself rapidly loosing
control of my body once again as the seeds of another orgasm began to build
deep in my womb.Beverly reached down and released the clips on both of my
wrists, allowing me to use my hands at last and I grabbed her waist and eased
her forward onto her hands and knees. She automatically began sucking on one
of Tracey's nipples and I lifted my hands to her oozing pussy.As my fingers
ran delicately along her slit she flinched wildly and more of her cum seeped
out and ran down her inner thighs. I had to concentrate hard on what I was
doing as Tracey's merciless pounding into my pussy was having a telling
effect on me and I knew I wouldn't last much longer. I began to rub on her clit
and she pushed her backside towards me urging my fingers into her desperate
pussy, I placed my left hand onto her bottom to hold her still and then
plunged two fingers into her as far as they would go. She arched her back and let
out a loud moan as I pumped in and out of her sopping hole.I was so
unbelievably aroused as I watched my fingers disappear into her pussy and I felt
her vaginal muscles pulsing on them as she continued to cum for me. Again I
felt my own orgasm climbing rapidly and I wanted to finish Beverly off while I
was still able to watch and enjoy it, so I pushed the thumb of my left hand
deep into her tight little anus and a third finger into her pussy, fucking
her hard and fast with my hand. The effect was startling... Beverly lifted
herself up onto her knees and she forced my hands to push into her savagely as
a torrent of cum ran down my arm and her vaginal and anal muscles clamped
onto my thumb and fingers! She arched her back and squeezed her voluptuous
breasts like she was wringing-out wet sponges, letting out a deep guttural
growl while she hit the very peak of her climax!I was thrilled that I had made
her orgasm for me, but it was only just in time as I shuddered violently and
felt myself drift out of conscious thought and into a world of incredible
feelings and sensations. I withdrew my fingers from Beverly and she lowered
her pussy over my face again allowing her continuous cum to drip steadily into
my mouth. I grasped for her breasts and one of her hands flew to my
clitoris and rubbed on it frantically. Tracey was assaulting my pussy with a new
found vengeance, fucking me just how I like it when I am about to cum, by man
or woman, but what tipped me over the edge was Tracey unexpectedly digging
her long fingernails into the soft flesh just below my hips, the sudden stab
of pain hurled me off the precipice of sanity and I screamed out as the
shockwave of my orgasm ripped through the fibers of my being. It seemed to last
forever as the two women continued to attack me with renewed energy and my
body responded ferociously to their actions. I was still securely bound from
the thighs down, but my upper body thrashed and heaved as the overwhelming
feeling of raw, unadulterated pleasure battered me into a state of sexual
rapture.Tracey withdrew the strap-on from my pussy while I was frozen into
immobility by my huge climax, and knelt on the floor to feast on my gaping hole
as my orgasm ran the final stages of its course and she hungrily swallowed
the last vestiges of my overflowing juices down.I was shaken to the core as
the two women eventually climbed off me and my body was almost painfully
tingling all over. Beverly leaned across the desk, kissed me fully on the mouth
and then without saying a word, she gathered up her clothes and headed off
to the washroom.Tracey had slipped out of her strap-on and she now stood
beside me smiling as she ran her hand softly across my stomach and up onto my
right breast."Do you feel better now baby?" She asked pointedly. "Has mummy
relieved the pressure for you a bit?""Oh yes Mistress." I answered with a
content little smile. "I needed that so badly... Thank you, thank you so much!""
Very good... Now get yourself cleaned up and looking sexy for me again and I
will take you out to lunch for being such a good little girl." She began to
unfasten the restraints that still held my legs in place. "But remember, you
must carry-on as you were this morning, if I get even the slightest hint
that you are not behaving as you were instructed I will get very angry with
you! So do not cover yourself up unless I tell you to, and do not try to hide,
that will get me just as angry." She looked at me with a stern face,
waiting for my reply."I haven't forgotten Mistress." I answered quickly, "And I
will behave just like you want me to. I don't care what other people think
of me anymore... It's only you that matters."Tracey's face lit up like a
beautiful morning sunrise and she bent down and kissed me tenderly."Now you're
getting the idea my baby girl." She smiled softly as she stroked my face. "
As long as you always remember that you will be fine... It's not that I ask
for much is it? Just your unquestioning obedience and total devotion to me at
all times. That's not too much to ask of my submissive little baby girl, is
it?" She cooed.I smiled at her use of words. "No Mistress, it's not, and I
will be very good for you, I promise."

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