Date: Sat, 4 Oct 2003 06:07:24 -0700 (PDT)
From: Sandra <alessandratamino@yahoo.com>
Subject: Alessandra's Atonement: Part 2 (conclusion)

Alessandra's Atonement: Part 2 (conclusion)

By

Alessandra Tamino
(alessandratamino@yahoo.com)


This is the end to my series, a fictionalized account
of my awakening to the joys of submission. Thanks to
ALL who took the trouble to email me with their
encouraging remarks, which kept me going. As usual,
this is NOT for minors or anyone who is offended by
descriptions of lesbian sexual experiences.  Feedback
is always appreciated, so please feel free to email
me. I'm not sure I have anything more to write
about....but I'll see.


Part 2

As I crawled towards my bedroom, a sense of sweet
languor stole over me.  The sickly pall of phony
punishment was evaporating and in its place appeared
the genuine surrender of true atonement.  My entire
body shivered with grateful lust as my stern, knowing
and elegant new mistress Claire took control.

She laid me on my back and secured my hands and feet
to the bedposts with long black silk scarves.  I was
hers for the taking, and so aroused was I by her
gentle but unyielding authority that the merest whiff
of her breath on my hairless gaping cunt would have
sent me into climactic tremors.  I daren't move or
speak as she tied another black scarf around my eyes.

"Yes," she whispered, "you're a most beautiful slut, a
most lovely creature, so willing...."

I felt her tongue dart into my ear and I trembled.
Then Claire moved her lips along my neck, kissing it
so exquisitely -- then my mouth -- then a sudden flick
of her tongue on my aching left breast .... I began to
moan.  Her hands lightly caressed my inner thighs, her
mouth discovered my navel and I shuddered with
electric joy.  Every touch, every lick, every brush of
hands or lips was unexpected, unpredictable, and
galvanizing beyond belief.

"Oh my love, my slut," she purred, "you are so tender,
so tender..."

How I wanted her!  How I burned for her lips on my
pussy! I arched my back and spread my legs as far as
they could go in supplication.  Claire pinched the
sides of my breasts suddenly and I groaned.  Then she
spat on my cunt and I cried out, panting and shrieking
at the surprise.  She removed my maryjanes and began
to lick my feet and I could bear the tension no
longer.

"Please mistress, please Claire," I pleaded, "take me,
take me, I need to come, your slut needs to come!"

She slapped me hard on my cunt and I gasped and
writhed.

"Thank you mistress, may I have another?" I screamed.

"No," she curtly replied.

She waited until my breathing had quieted, and then
she took hold of my breasts by the nipples and shook
them wildly and my cunt gushed in response.

"Ooooooooooohhh" I moaned.

She removed my blindfold and straddled my face and
lowered her dripping pussy to my mouth. I could see
her lovely breasts and face when I looked up.  She too
was burning and I licked and lapped her treasure with
abandon.  As I sucked on her clitoris I simultaneously
flicked my tongue over its very tip and Claire lurched
forward helplessly.  Righting herself, she leaned back
slightly and grasped both of my nipples with her
fingers behind her ass.  Our eyes locked.

The more I excited her with my tongue, the harder she
squeezed and stretched my nipples, sending spasms to
my cunt.  She pinched and rolled them and pulled them
faster and faster and with greater and greater
intensity and I pressed my tongue against her cunt
lips and clitoris and shook my head to move my lips
and tongue around and into her, and I drove her into
an ecstatic frenzy.  As she came she squeezed my
nipples without restraint, the force of her own orgasm
adding to the pressure, and pulled my breasts apart
and sent an immense orgasmic wave through my cunt.

The two of us screamed simultaneously and my pussy
exploded: I had come without its being touched
directly!

She turned around and drank my cum as I drank hers.  I
began to cry from the sheer joyful release of it all.
Claire kissed me tenderly on my cunt, then my mouth,
and licked the salt off my cheeks.  She untied the
scarves, freeing my limbs.

"You're my lover now, you know," she soothed.

I nodded gratefully.  Somehow she was, somehow through
her touch, her style, her voice, her manner she had
reached me to the core.

"Now, do as your mistress wishes," she commanded
softly.  "On your stomach, my slut."

I obeyed without hesitation, automatically stretching
my hands above my head, bringing my knees up and
spreading my legs apart so that my ass was high in the
air.

Claire wet the fingers of her right hand in my pussy.
With her left she pulled back my head by my hair.  I
loved the strength of her lean and wiry and sexy body.
 She spat on my anus several times, then inserted two
fingers into me forcefully.  It felt so liberating to
be probed my her!

"Are you my bitch?" she asked, moving her fingers into
me and twisting them.

"Yes, mistress," I replied.  She yanked me by the
hair.

"Are you my slut?"

"Yes, mistress, I'm your slut, yours alone!"

She fucked my ass with greater force as I moved myself
back towards and into her driving hand.

"Are you my cunt?"

"Yes, mistress, I am your cunt!"

She jerked my head back again and I felt a mounting
rapture in my bowels.

"Are you my devoted lover?" she hissed.

"Yes, mistress, I am your lover, I love you!" I
shouted, as she fucked me with frenzy and I shuddered
uncontrollably.  She was so wonderful, so good ... I
wished to please her more than anything.

Claire removed her fingers from my quivering ass and
offered them to my lips.  I licked and sucked them
happily and she let my mouth travel to hers for a deep
kiss, then to her lovely small breasts which I sucked
and kissed and greedily coated with my spittle until
she pulled my head away.

"Now, I must ask you a favor," she interrupted.  "You
want to please me, don't you?"

"Of course, yes, more than anything!" I replied.

Claire rolled onto her back, positioning her firm ass
at the edge of the bedside, and grasped both feet in
her hands, showing me her beautiful cunt in full
exposed delectable glory.

"Sandra, put your hand inside me."

I hesitated.

"Do it, slut!" she commanded.

I gazed dreamily at her pink unprotected pussy and
knelt before it, before her.  I kissed it
ceremoniously and ran my tongue ever so gently inside
her labia before sliding two fingers into its smooth
wetness.  Claire gasped and gave a small shudder.  I
removed my fingers slowly then reinserted three and
slowly twisted my hand clockwise.  Claire's ass tensed
and she began to breathe rapidly.

Remembering how Jennifer had pleasured me -- an
eternity ago, it seemed -- I used my left hand to
compress the fingers and knuckles of my right as
tightly as possible while simultaneously easing it
into Claire's patent glistening cunt.  My hand was
thin and fine and its knuckles disappeared into Claire
who was now totally in my power.

She started to scream -- small staccato cries -- as I
splayed and flicked my fingers inside her while slowly
turning my hand: flick, turn, flick, turn -- her
screams grew more prolonged and louder and I stood up
and grasped her hair with my free hand as I worked my
right hand in her gushing shaking cunt.

"Come for me, mistress, come for your slut!" I cried.

"Oh -- thank -- you -- Sandra -- slut -- lover -- oh -- oh my
god!"

Claire shook and bucked and cried out so wildly, and I
took such pleasure in giving her this incredible gift,
a gift that implied such trust in me.  When her
tremors had finally subsided, I removed my hand and
licked her copious cum and crawled into the bed with
her.  We kissed like the spent lovers we were, and lay
intertwined in mutual rapture.  I would never
willingly give this woman up, I thought.

Claire stirred as if to rise.

"Where are you going?" I inquired

"To the loo, dear," she said.

I reached out and grasped her wrist tightly.

"No, my love, there's no need for that."

I continued: "I want to do something I've never done
before, and I want to do it with you.  Please."

Claire smiled and brought my face to hers and kissed
me  dreamily.  I pulled her to the edge of the bed and
opened her legs and nestled my mouth inches away from
her meatus as I knelt before my new goddess.  I opened
my lips, growing dizzy with her musky scent, and let
her warm ambrosial stream course down my throat and
inflame my very being as the figures of the  past --
Jennifer, Melissa, Joann, the club bitches -- became a
dim phantasmagoria.  Only Lyn remained somewhat
luminous in memory, but she was so far away, so
remote....while Claire was palpably here, around and
within me.

"Thank you, dear slut," she offered when I had licked
the last trickle from her pussy.

"My pleasure, dear mistress," I replied in adoring
gratitude, bringing her beautiful foot to my lips in
further supplication.  "I'll do anything you wish."


THE END

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