Date: Tue, 20 Jul 2004 10:21:24 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jan <janmay699@icqmail.com>
Subject: Domination Dreams /lesbian / Authoritarian, (f/F)
Warning:
This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of
explicit sexual acts between a girl and awoman. If this type of
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it.
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Domination Dreams
By
Jan
Jasmine was at a loss for a few years after her family
moved from New York to south Florida. She had a cousin back
in New York that had been her first lover. Rachel was fifteen at
the time and she was eleven. They would play a game of
husband and wife in which Jasmine was always the wife.
Rachel acted as the husband would kiss her and run her hands
over her body. Jasmine loved the feeling she got when Rachel
would put her fingers into her panties and play with her pussy.
But alas her family moved to southern Florida so that her father
could start his own accounting business in a place that didn't
have cold winters. His asthma caused him to have terrible
colds and bad attacks of phenomena.
Jasmine developed into a full figured girl with long dark
hair. The heat of southern Florida caused her to develop heat
rash on the back of her neck to such a degree that she
eventually got her hair cut short so that the back of her neck
could stay dry.
When she graduated from high school she got a job in a
beauty supply store. They shipped cosmetic supplies to beauty
salons all over the country. She thought of her position as just a
job while she waited to be accepted into college as a nursing
student.
She was the right age to be sexually interested in boys or
men but she wasn't. She did have secret thought about other
women and the things she and her cousin had done all those
years ago. Despite the thoughts she had experienced no sexual
contact with another woman since her cousin. She did not have
the nerve or personality to seek out a woman to make love to
her even though in her dreams she often saw herself with older
women.
In her dreams these women would dominate her. They
would demand that she service them with her mouth. They
were tall women, at least six-foot six. They always wore four-
inch heeled boots in red or black leather. She would be
requited to polish them to a high gloss. She also saw herself or
her mistress wearing in a merry widow corset. Of course the
stays were made of plastic in place of whale bone but affect was
the same. When laced tight the corset forced her chest up and
made her heavy breasts stick out like the nose cones on bombs
and the nipples stood out like contact fuzzes. Her hair would be
as wild as a lion's mane and the color would change as she
projected the look of some woman she had seen during the day
that turned her on.
Real life was not as forthcoming. She spent her days
working and went home disappointed night after night knowing
full well that the only thing that was going give her pussy the
satisfaction she desired was her own fingers. While some of
the women in the supply store were old enough and attractive
enough to appeal to her sexual needs she never had summoned
up the nerve to approach one of them.
One day a representative of the national office was sent
to make and inspection of the books and operation of the store
in which Jasmine worked. Jasmine was immediately taken by
the thought that she looked like one of her fantasies come to
life. The woman's name was Bianca and she could have been a
poster girl for Hitler's Arian woman. She was every bit of six-
foot three. Her hair was a natural platinum blonde. She pulled
it back and braded it into two pigtails that were wrapped around
her head. She had a strikingly youthful face for a woman in her
mid forties. Her business suits, while quite conservative, did
little to hide her figure. Her breasts were either very large or
she had one hell of a barrel chest. She was very stylish in her
suites and she carried herself as if she was used to people doing
anything she requested. When she asked for the books it was a
simple statement that carried with it a threat of reprisals if her
request was not complied with instantly.
The office manager assigned Jasmine to be Bianca's
gofer and to help her with anything she wanted. Bianca gave
her an appraising look that made her feel uneasy. A chill ran
down her back as she felt as if the woman was undressing her
with her eyes.
The first couple of days were spent working long hours.
On the night of the third day the woman closed the books at
about six PM and sat back satisfies that she knew everything
she needed to know. She looked across the desk at the girl
putting the ledgers back in their assigned places and once again
studied her with a gaze that could only be described as lustful.
The woman pulled out a cigarette case from her suit
pocket and took out a filtered cigarette and lit it with her lighter.
She filled her lungs and sat back and allowed the smoke to drift
from her nose and lips as she asked Jasmine if she would like to
have dinner with her. Jasmine could hardly believe her ears.
She blushed as she answered that she would be honored to join
her for dinner her.
Bianca said, "My hotel has a decent restaurant, perhaps
we can dine there". With that said they closed up the office and
Jasmine drove them to the hotel. When the valet took the car
and held out the parking stub Bianca pocketed it. She then took
the girl's arm and led her into the restaurant where she gave her
name to the reservation clerk. The two women then retired to
the bar where they enjoyed a cocktail as they talked.
During that short time together Bianca was able to find
out a lot about Jasmine. She knew for instance that her family
was not from here and that she wanted to become a nurse. She
also let it be known that she was not all that interested in men.
Jasmine, without even knowing it, had revealed that and a lot
more than she had intended concerning her personal life.
Bianca could tell by her body language that she was a shy
girl with very little self-confidence. She also concluded by the
way Jasmine looked at her that she had repressed lesbian sexual
desires. Normally Bianca didn't play the field. She had a girl
at home that was her regular sex partner. She was fully aware
that sexual harassment charges, true or not, would definitely put
a kink in her career. She felt certain the girl was hers for the
picking if she choosed but she let that feeling slide when she
heard her name being called for a table for two.
They had a nice meal together and she had all but
decided to say goodnight and let the girl leave for home. She
planned on buying a paperback book and doing some light
reading before turning in for sleep. After all she could be on
the plane and home to her lover by say noon tomorrow where
her building need for sexual release could be satisfied by the
obedient slut she kept back there. She was about to pay the bill
and leave the tip when she glanced up and saw that it was
raining outside.
"How long will this last?" she asked as she gazed at the
torrents of rain that was washing the streets clean.
Jasmine looked out of the window and said, "It could last
an hour or all night. It's difficult to say."
Then Bianca suddenly change her mind and said, "You
could come up to my room and wait until it is over if you wish.
It would please me to have the company and it would allow you
to stay dry."
Jasmine was about to politely decline the offer when
Bianca took her by the hand and pulled her towards the
elevators. "You do want to please me don't you dear?"
There was a couple on the elevator that must have been
coming up from the underground parking lot and a second
couple entered right behind them. Bianca pushed the button for
her floor and stepped back against Jasmine to allow the older
gentleman to push the button for his floor as well.
There was no conversation but the crowded elevator was
filled with the sound of an instrumental rendition of "Hey
Jude". Jasmine couldn't be positive but she though someone
behind her was touching her backside her inappropriately. The
older couple got off on the third floor and the feeling stopped so
she attributed the touching to that gentleman. Surely her
companion wouldn't do something so bold in a public place.
Would she??????? Bianca led Jasmine off the elevator when it
stopped on the fifth floor.
She used her credit card key to open the door and
allowed her guest to enter as she flipped the light switch. The
drapes were open and they could see the rain cascading down
the glass. This was not going to be a short summer storm.
Bianca opened the fridge and asked Jasmine what she would
like to drink. Jasmine knew that anything use from the hotel
fridge was grossly over prices. Who would pay what they ask
for a six ounce can of Coke? Hell, for that price you could buy
a six pack of 12 ounce cans from a grocery store. She tried to
decline but Bianca would not hear of it. The woman opened
two of those little sample bottles of Bacardi Rum and filled two
glasses along with a couple of ice cubes. Then she opened one
of those little cans of Coke and divided it between the two
glasses. She handed one to Jasmine and toasted her as she
sipped her drink. She invited Jasmine to sit in the chair next to
the round table by the window. She moved the other chair up
next to Jasmine's. Their armrests were almost touching as she
struck up a conversation about what there was to do around
town.
Jasmine told her about the known night spots. When
pressed for what she personally liked to do Jasmine admitted
that she didn't party much. She confessed that she didn't date
much either. When Bianca asked why she said that she had just
never found a guy that appealed to her. A few more questions
and Jasmine admitted to being a virgin. Bianca changed the
subject and poured them both a second drink.
Jasmine was not drunk by any means but the second
drink did relax her enough that she was talking freely. Bianca
boldly asked if she had any sexual fantasies that turned her on
more than any others. Jasmine blushed, and tried to change the
subject but Bianca would not let it go. "Come on now sweetie.
It's just us girls here. You can tell me."
Jasmine lowered her eyes as she shyly admitted that she
did have one recurring dream that was kind of bazaar. Bianca
touched Jasmine's arm with the palm of her hand. She felt her
muscles tense up a little before relaxing. "Tell me honey. I want
to hear all about it."
With that Jasmine softly told her that her only fantasy
had a lesbian theme. That got Bianca's attention but she
covered her excitement for the moment. She calmly said "You
can trust me not to tell anyone dear. Go ahead, let's hear it."
Jasmine went on to tell her all about her desire to be sexually
dominated by an older woman. She left out the part where she
wanted her mistress to be an Amazon that made her do all kinds
of kinky things.
Bianca asked her if it was just a silly dream or if she
would like to really find out what it would be like to be
dominated by an older woman. Jasmine looked into her eyes
and saw that the woman was as excited by the idea as she was.
She meekly responded, "Yes Bianca I think I would!"
The older woman rose from her chair and dragged
Jasmine to her feet. She cupped her face in her two hands and
brought her mouth to hers were she kissed her in a long
passionate and domineering kiss. "I am going to make this a
night to remember sweet child."
With that Bianca got out her luggage and opened it up.
She asked Jasmine if there was anything she would like to see
her dressed in while dominating her. Jasmine looked at the
contents of the luggage and her eyes picked out a stiff merry
widow corset and black high heeled pumps. She shyly touched
them and Bianca's face lit up. "So you think this would be
exciting do you? Alright darling this is what it will be."
The woman picked up the chosen items of clothing
saying, "I see the type of woman that you would like to have
dominating you darling. Nothing would please me more than to
be your mistress. If you were to visit my home I would be
happy to show you my wardrobe collection. I am a dominatrix
by nature." She squeezed Jasmine's hand and kissed her softly
on the cheek making the girl blushed.
Bianca refilled the glasses and excused herself to use the
bathroom to change into her costume. She took along a couple
of clothes hangers to put her clothes on. She hung them on the
frame of the tub's glass door. After removing her street clothes
and hanging them on the waiting hangers she stepped into her
corset and pulled it up over her wide hips. She sat on the toilet
to put on her heels. She had not removed her nylons and now
she attached them to the suspenders from the corset before she
began tightening its laces. It took some doing but she managed
to cinch it up good and tight and tie the laces around her waist.
The merry widow had built in half cups that produced the
desired effect on her heavy breasts. The soft mounds stood up
proudly with their nipples sticking out in front of her. She
pinched and twisted her nipples good and hard to make them
perk up before returning to the room. The effect was perfect.
With her protruding tits, wasp waist and dark stocking and her
exposed pubic patch she was a sight to be seen.
Jasmine almost chocked when Bianca stepped from
behind that door. She was as tall as the women of her dreams.
Seeing her almost naked was a drastic change from the
conservative business suits she was use to seeing her in. Her
skin was creamy white and her sandy brown hair had become
so brushed out and rumpled from removing her clothes that it
gave her a wild look not unlike that of a lion. Her breasts
resting on the merry widow cups looked like weapons pointing
at her. Their dark and reddened nipples seemed to plead for her
attention.
As her eyes followed the line of the satin material of the
corset to the junction of her crotch she caught her breath. The
woman's lower tummy had a soft bulge to it that cast a shadow
on her vagina. The hair that covered her pubis, while darker
than the hair on her head, was just as wild looking. Jasmine
could see her labia extending from the hairy patch like rubbery
lips. The thighs were thick and as creamy white as her breasts.
They were slightly dimpled from cellulite but no matter;
Jasmine thought she was the sexiest woman she had ever seen.
Bianca stepped in front of the trembling girl and spread
her legs to a shoulders width. She said that if she thought it
best if she were to stay over for the weekend and go shopping
in the morning for a new outfit that would fit the occasion.
Until then she would make do with what is at hand.
Then she abruptly said, "Kiss my pussy Bitch!"
When the startled Jasmine didn't move fast enough to
suit her she slapped her across her cheek hard enough to rattle
her teeth. Tears spilled out of the child's eyes and streaked her
cheeks. Her left cheek was red and smarting from the slap. She
quickly slid out of the chair and knelt in front of the woman
bringing her fantasies to life. She put her face close enough to
smell her pussy. After all this was her first time to kiss the cunt
of an adult female. She inhaled the aroma of the moist flesh
and delighted in the smell of the laundry detergent used to wash
her panties and the hint of urine on her pubic hair. Rather than
being repulsed she felt like she wanted to spend the rest of her
life nestled with her nose in that hairy patch.
Bianca put her hands on the back of Jasmine's head and
pulled her face tightly against her crotch. "I told you to kiss it
you disobedient cunt."
Jasmine felt smothered and had to stick out her tongue
just to get enough space to breath. Bianca detected the
protruding tongue and shoved her hips forward to impale
herself on it.
"Yes child, that's right. Lick my snatch."
She fucked Jasmine's face in that position until she
reached an orgasm. As she climaxed the pent up emotions of
the day were released and her cunt became the slick wet cavity
Jasmine had always imagined a grown woman's cunt to be.
She continued to lick and suck the labia down there until her
head was pushed aside.
The older woman felt protective afterwards and even a
little motherly. She sat down and brought Jasmine to her lap
where she breast-fed her from her nipples in turn until
Jasmine's jaw was aching. Although her lips were numb from
all the pressure applied during the cunt lapping session she still
was able to give those lovely tits all the attention a baby would
have given them. The nipples were swollen and sore when she
finished. As a reward Bianca finger fucked the girl's young
cunt to a climax before her they rested.
As they lay there in each other's arms she asked Jasmine
just how dominate the women of her dreams were. Jasmine
went into great detail describing how these phantom women
treated her in her dreams. How they would use the toe of their
boots to fuck her and how they sometimes pressed the heels of
their boots into her breasts until the skin was bruised. She told
her about being led around naked on a leash and being forced to
not only suck their cunts but to lick the poorly wiped assholes
of these women. Occasionally she was even expected to drink
their pee directly from their dripping cunts.
Bianca hugged and kissed her as she promised to fulfill
her dreams. Then she said "You might as well find out if you
like the dark hole by getting down and tasting mine right now."
Jasmine was slow about doing as she was told. Bianca
slapped her face again to show her that she meant business and
then forced her to the floor in front of the chair she was sitting
in. She scooted her ass forward and raised her thighs until her
butt was exposed.
Jasmine parted Bianca's legs and looked at the dark ring
of her asshole. She tenderly licked the valley to taste the flesh.
Bianca instinctively tried to close her legs and slapped
Jasmine's ears quickly before she flung her legs wide open.
Jasmine found the puckered opening with the tip of her tongue
and rimmed it before she forced it into the dark hole.
Bianca moaned in appreciation and relaxed enough to
allow the tongue to enter as far as possible. When Jasmine tried
to pull her tongue out Bianca used her sphincter to clamp down
on it to keep it in place. The tongue fucking along with
Jasmine's nose sliding up and down Bianca's cunt slit brought
the woman to another satisfying climax afterwards she pulled
Jasmine up and kissed her hard on the mouth.
It was a long passionate kiss that she held as she stood up
and carried the much shorter girl to the bedroom. She removed
her shoes off and untied the laces of her corset before wiggling
it down over her hips. Then she lay naked next to the girl and
wrapped her legs around the child's hips. Being so much taller
than the girl Jasmine's face now only came up to her ample
breast, this was exact what Bianca, intended.
Jasmine fell asleep with her nose between the two large
pillow like tits and smelling her perfume. She recognized the
scent of White Diamond. Bianca fell asleep stroking her hair.
In the morning she put on her clothes and had Jasmine
slip on her dress but not her under garments. She stopped by
the desk and extended her stay for two more days. Then as they
were headed to the diner for breakfast she stopped a maid and
asked her if there was a sex shop near by. The maid didn't even
blink as she gave her directions to a street just off the main
drag.
After they fed their nagging hunger they took Jasmines
car for a ride to the find the sex shop. The maid had told her
that the store was located in an old building in a rundown part
of town. It seemed like liquored stores and cheep hotels and
pawn shops were the most common business on this street.
Bianca watched for the name of the store they were looking for.
When she saw it she directed Jasmine to park in a lot next to the
building that served as a parking lot for the liquor store.
As they entered the clerk and the few men that were
browsing were obviously nervous having two women in the
shop. Bianca sensed their insecurity and immediately felt bold
and daring. She felt like she was the most dominate person in
the room and everyone knew it. She selected several items
from the counter display case. Things like a ridding croup with
a rubber handle shaped like a phallic symbol and a satin merry
widow it bright red with black feather like fringe. She even
selected a baby blue pair of crotch-less panties for Jasmine that
she made the poor embarrassed girl lift her skirt and hold up in
front of her naked torso so she could see the effect. The men
customers could be heard to comment about the show they were
being treated to. No doubt there was more than one cock that
got stroked later as the image of Jasmine's young pussy was
fixed in their mind.
She voiced her disappointed in the selection of erotic
costumes and asked if there was a biker's leather shop near by.
The clerk was obligingly and told her it was just down the
street. They paid for the merchandise she had selected and
headed for the leather shop where they parked in the lot in back.
At this time of the morning there were only two Harleys parked
in back. They entered through the back door and the smell of
new leather and dyes filled their nose. On their way to the
showroom in front they passed a couple of workmen sewing
leather garments on heavy-duty sewing machines.
Bianca looked around the shop as Jasmine stood and
watched. Finally Bianca selected some very high end items like
motorcycle chaps that zipped up the legs with fringe on the
outside along with some silver and turquoise beads that she
discussed putting on some of the fringe. She knew just what
she wanted. She was planning on removing two out of every
three strands of the fringe so that the beads would swing and
jingle as she walked. Then she selected a leather bra and biker
vest that matched her chaps. She discussed how the vest and
bra would be modified to match the chaps. She also selected a
bottle of leather treatment that would soften the leather and
make them shine. She deliberately made sure that her costumes
would fit very tightly. Then she selected her boots. They were
knee high with four inch heels. They had zippers on the inside
so that they would fit very tightly too.
When the changes she ordered were completed she wrote
out a check and showed the guy two forms of pictorial
identification before he was satisfied that she was not ripping
him off. Then everything was boxed up and bagged for her and
the two lovers went back to the hotel.
Once in the room they were quickly hung out the "DO
NOT DISTURB" sign. They opened the packages and took in
the aroma of the new leather. Jasmine commented that the dye
would probably get on their clothes. Bianca said that would not
be a problem. She was not planning on having anything on
under the leather.
Jasmine realized that the chaps only had a belt around the
waist so that the wearer's crotch and ass would be hanging out
in a wanton display for anyone to see. The two of them sat and
strung the beads onto the fringe, alternating the silver beads
with the plastic turquoise ones. By the time the desired beads
were strung and the unwanted fringe was cut off the chaps were
much heavier. Bianca oiled up the leather and let them dry
while they fixed up the vest and bra. By the time everything
was ready Jasmine was given a soft cloth to polish the boots
and chaps.
Then she striped off everything and sat down to put the
boots on. It took both of them to pull the zippers up. Then she
stood up the caves stretched the leather very tight. The next
thing was to stand up and put the belt of the chaps around her
waist. She had to bend over in order to wrap the chaps around
each leg and engage the zipper. She stood up in one motion as
she pulled the zipper up. Then she did the same thing to the
other leg. When she was done the leather was stretched very
tightly around each thigh and her vagina was beautifully framed
in leather.
Jasmine was breathless as she admired her Amazon
mistress. Bianca required more help as she put on the bra and
vest. The front of the vest was held together by chrome chains
fastened to chrome snaps that had silver etchings of American
Indian turtle symbols on them. Her big tits were also stretching
the leather.
Bianca started doing some stretching exercises that soon
had her sweating and leather did leave blue stains on her skin at
unseen points and around the openings where extremities
entered or exited the garments. The leather made a squeaking
sound as it flexed. She made the casual comment that the
leather would stop squeaking as the leather gets older.
She was soon dripping sweat and she demanded that
Jasmine lick it up. When the girl put her tongue against the
sweaty skin she could taste the leather and a hint of the black
dye. She licked every inch of the woman's body that was
exposed, paying particular attention to her underarms. For
some reason she got a special thrill out of knowing that she was
lapping up the salty sweat from her mistresses armpits. Before
Bianca allowed her to lick her cunt and ass she held up a boot
and demanded that she lick the toe. Then she turned her ass
towards Jasmine and let her lick her buttocks and finally her
dark rimmed asshole. She even parted her butt cheeks to allow
her slave access to that sweaty valley. Then she sat in the chair
and as Jasmine knelt between her legs preparing to service her
gaping cunt she stuck the toe of her boot into Jasmine's pussy
and let the girl fuck it as she bathed her cunt with her tongue.
The effect was greater than she could have hoped for. Jasmine
went wild as the leather toe rammed against her clit and
threatened to split her wide open.
She bent over and picked up her coup and swatted her
hand to test the sting. Satisfied with the effect she gripped the
phallic handle and laid a strip across the back of Jasmine's ass.
The girl jerked her head up in pain only to get a second swat for
removing her mouth without permission. Jasmine immediately
returned her mouth to her duty and left it there as her mistress
beat her young tender ass cheeks until they felt raw.
Bianca removes her bra and pulled her tits out one at a
time for her slave to suck on. Again Jasmine tasted leather and
dye on the sweaty flesh and the effect was wonderful. While
she was sucking on the tits Bianca took the crop by the shaft
and inserted the handle into Jasmine's cunt. The feeling of the
dildo entering her vagina sent her into a rapturous climax. She
willingly thrust her hips forward to bury the rubber prick as
deep as possible into her hungry hole.
Bianca spread her legs wide and took Jasmine's left arm
by the wrist. She brought the fingers of the hand to her cunt
and told Jasmine to form a cone with them. Then using her
own power she guided the fingers into her cunt until the fist
knuckles were pressed against her pubic bone.
"Now help me you nasty little cunt. Push your fist into
my love hole."
Jasmine was so excited at this that she almost fainted.
Here she was sitting between the legs of a gorgeous Amazon
who was riding her fist like a cock and screaming out how
much she loved all that was happening.
1"Yes, yes ohhhh my god you are so wonderful. Fuck me you
little whore. Fuck me till I faint. Make me cum again darling.
OOOOOOOOO GOD YESSSSSSSSSS
AAAAAAAAAAEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE"
They spent the rest of the weekend with Jasmine acting
the grateful slave to Bianca's every wish. The room reeked of
sweat, leather and sex. The hotel cleaning staff would have no
trouble figuring out what had happened here. On Sunday
Bianca packed up her new outfit and toys. The two of them
showered together before Bianca got dressed up in her business
suit. Jasmine put on her street clothes and reluctantly drove her
mistress to the airport where the two women warmly hugged
and kissed before Bianca boarded the plane. They made plans
for Jasmine to come up to the home office where she would be
introduced to management in the hope of finding her a position
at the corporate home.
Bianca briefly thought "What will I do about my other
girl friend if Jasmine comes to me?" but the thought quickly
passed. There is no use worrying about something that hasn't
happened. Life is too short for that.
As for Jasmine, her long time dream had been realized if
only once. It would be enough to fill her nighttime
masturbations with a reality that they had never had before.
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