Date: Tue, 2 Sep 2008 13:53:17 -0700 (PDT)
From: Lisa Smith <lappinglisa@yahoo.com>
Subject: I Found What I Needed....part one

By Enigma1
Comments welcome: lappinglisa@yahoo.com


I Found What I Needed
By
Enigma1


Geena read the ad over, "Wanted, fully dominate female for no holds barred
domination of totally submissive slut.  No safe words, no limits.  Call
xxxxxxxxxx or write at PO Box xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx.

She read it over and thought it was simple and straight to the point.  She
called it in to the personal ads at the local gay and lesbian newspaper and
the Free Press.

She waited two days, and no phone call.  Then, two more days and nothing.
Then she checked her PO box and again, nothing.

She was about to give up when she answered up her cell phone.  The voice on
the other end was deep but definitely female.  "Slut, you the one who ran
the ad?"

"Yes, I am, yes", Geena stammered, now feeling weak in the knees and
feeling a quiver over run her body.

"Well, cunt, you still up for it or did you get cold feet?" the voice asked
sternly.

"Ah, yes, yes I am.  I really up for it", Geena managed to answer.

"Good.  Be at my home, 1223 Woodridge Ave, on Friday at 7 PM.  I want you
in a flaming red thong, short denim skirt, tank top, no bra and high heels.
I want your face made up like the filthy whore you are, dark eye shadow and
liner.  Fuck me red lipstick and you hair down.  I walk you to walk over
flirting all the way.  I want you to stop at every store on the way to buy
chewing gum and pinch your nipples before you go in, get them hard.  Flirt
your ass off and tease the men and women.  Don't discourage them in the
least, but get out if it gets heavy.  I'll expect a full report. You got
that slut?"

Geena agreed to all the demands and after a few more words she hung up,
shaking as her mind whirled and she felt wetness dripping down her legs.

This is just what Geena needed.  Her dominant girl friend was long gone,
returning to her former lover and Geena was alone and lusting for what she
had with Karen and Jennifer.  She had come to know that she had become
unable to tell her no to any question, even ones that shocked her (but that
is another story).

Geena headed out the door but her mind was not on driving or where she was
going.  Her mind went back to how she came to running ads for dominant
females.

She had divorced her lack luster husband, whom she had not been sexually
satisfied in years, leaving her alone with her daughter and her job.  She
dated, but did not find any juice in any of them.  Then Karen came to work
at the store.  Karen was an obvious bull dyke and immediately began hitting
on Geena.  Karen looked mannish, dressed the same way, but had a cute face
and a real gift for gab and a true flirt, turning everything into sexual
innuendo.

Geena was flattered and lonely.  She had never had a sexual relationship
with a woman.  She thought, no, that's not true.  Her mind went back to her
college days and the sexual rage that ran through her body.

Geena was a shy girl at school, concentrating on the studies and dating
infrequently and still a virgin by her sophomore year.  She lost it one
night at a frat party to someone she didn't even know.  She swore off men
for the rest of her time at college.

Then.... in her senior year and still living in the dorms, she got a new
roommate, Lisa.  Lisa was very, very popular, and she flaunted her
bi-sexuality openly.  In the small dorm room with her bed only feet away
from Geena, Lisa had sex with both guys and girls on almost a nightly
basis.

The cries and moans in the bed next to her caused Geena to begin to squint
her eyes to watch, vigorously masturbating all the while.  She found that,
over time, she became more excited watching Lisa with girls more than guys.

Soon, Geena was openly watching Lisa with a parade of girls, no longer
pretending to be asleep and opening rubbing her clit, some times raw.  Lisa
and her friends could not help but notice.  Some girls asked Lisa if they
should not ask Geena to join them, but Lisa said no, "I want to tease that
snobby bitch. I want to make her beg".  Lisa would giggle.

 They would laugh and throw the covers back and make their kinky sex even
more evident to Geena.  They could hear Geena moaning and murmuring, the
murmuring sounded like, "Please, please".  They would laugh and point at
her and make very rude remarks.  But this was not the end of Lisa's
torment.

Each day after that, Lisa began to stalk the dorm room nude, flirting with
Geena openly and standing next to her bed, with her pussy so close to
Geena's face that Geena could smell her while trying to study.

One day, Geena came home to find a pair of Lisa's pussyjam soaked thongs on
her pillow.  She could not help but pick them up and smell and lick them,
sending thunder bolts through her body and her cunt to leak through her
jeans.  She was brought out of her trance by the sound of the door closing
and Lisa standing behind her, laughing.

Geena froze, embarrassed.  Lisa walked up to her and reached out for the
thong and rubbed it all over Geena's face, then stuffed them into Geena's
mouth and left the room without saying a word, but the look on her face
made speaking a moot point.

The next day, Geena was brushing her teeth when Lisa walked into the
bathroom nude and sat on the toilet.  She spread her legs wide and began to
pee with a full torrent of yellow gold.  Lisa noticed Geena watching in the
mirror and smiled.  She stood without wiping, touched Geena on the shoulder
and whispered in her ear, "looks good, don't it?"  Geena again felt the
lightning bolt shoot through her.

Then Lisa stepped into the shower and Geena fled the bathroom.

Now, Geena was walking to this woman's home.  This woman that she herself
had solicitated.  As she walked, she remembered the times she had with
Karen.  How she had even been the aggressor at first.  After Karen had
flirted with her so much it caused Geena to s masturbate four times a day,
Geena decided that she had to have Karen in bed.

They found themselves alone one day in a storage room and Geena seized the
opportunity and threw herself into Karen's arms.  Their mouths were
ravenous, their tongues being sucked and in turn, attempting to get as far
down the other's throat as possible.  Within seconds, they were both
panting and gasping for breath.

"Let's go to your place Karen, right now.  Let's just leave and go over
there.  I can't wait another second", Geena panted as her hands continued
to run her hands over Karen's large breasts and her slim hips.

Panting as well, Karen said, "Geena, Geena you know we can't.  Jennifer
lives with me and I just can't do that to her."

"Darling, you know she's not home for hours.  Do you want me? Do you
Karen?", Geena asked stepping back.

"You know I do.  Yes, yes I do, oh so very much", Karen replied, her own
breath still coming in gasps.

Geena just crooked her head to one side as if to ask without speaking,
"Well?"

Within minutes the two women found themselves in Karen's bed, the one she
shared each day with her lover of four years.  Geena's ego went sky high.
Her self-esteem soared.  Even though Karen was the seasoned lesbian, Geena
wanted to win her over and show her how much she wanted this.  Her head was
between Karen's legs in ten seconds flat, putting her whole mouth over her
hot cunt and sucking with all her might.  Her tongue whirling around
Karen's clit, sucking it and biting the tip.

Geena made up her mind to go after what she wanted and decided she would
get Karen.

These meeting began to take place every other day.  Geena devised a plan,
she would make sure her perfume was on the pillow, she'd leave her panties
under the bed, and little naughty tricks that she knew Jennifer would find.
Hoping Karen and her would break up and Geena would have her love to her
self.  She knew it was wrong but she was almost desperate competitive.

Then came the day they almost got caught.  Jennifer came home early and
they had to scramble to into their clothes, but in her haste, Geena put her
t-shirt on inside out.

She made her excuses and left with her heart beating out of her chest.
But, she could not stay away.  Secretly, in her heart, she wanted to get
caught and bring the thing to a head and maybe she'd have her
chance. So.........

She was over there the next day.  She had just gotten between Karen's legs
when Jennifer walked in.  The shit hit the fan.  Jennifer offered her two
choices, one the have her beat her up or to allow Jennifer to dom the shit
out of her.  She chose the latter.  All the while, Karen did not say a
word.

Jennifer led Geena into the spare bedroom. It was all laid out with
domination objects.  OMG, Geena thought.  Howe did she have this all laid
out in advance.  Her mind began to whirl.  When the first belt slap landed
across her tits it brought her back to the present and sent jolt through
her she had never felt before and the second one produced a mind-blowing
orgasm.  Her nipples hardened and she moaned and it hit her, Jennifer was
the dominant one in their relationship, though she appeared to be the
bottom.  Jennifer continued to dom Geena continuously for the next hour,
using whips, slaps, riding crops, verbal humiliation and degradation.  When
Jennifer finally threw her out the door half dressed Geena realized she had
just had the greatest sexual experience of her life.

This continued for months.  Geena found that there was nothing she could
refuse Jennifer, absolutely nothing.  She loved being under the total
control of a woman.  Her absolute slave.  She also found out what she had
expected, it was a set up.  Karen and Jennifer had led her into a spider's
web and she had become a willing victim.  She also found out they had done
this many times before.  Geena was so naïve to the ways of lesbianism and
BDSM love that she had thought she was in control and all the time they
were playing her like a violin.

Karen was transferred away from her store and they lost contact and Geena
fell back into the same rut she had been in before.  Then she wrote the ad
and now, perhaps she would finally know that ultimate thrill again.

She arrived dressed as instructed and was met at the door by a shapely
woman in a provocative cat woman outfit, black cowl, complete with ears
that covered her upper face.  A black nose painted on with accompanying
whiskers.  A low cut black bodice, showing off her ample bust line and
stopped just above her cunt, which was exposed.  Black stocking and high
heel boots completed the outfit.

A riding crop was in her hand and Geena was both frightened and excited.
She felt a bolt of electricity shoot through her sopping pussy.

She was led into a dimly lit living room, only illuminated with candles.
Geena's eyes adjusted and she found herself on the couch and commanded to
spread her legs to reveal the flaming red thong.

"Now, do not speak unless spoken to slut", the Mistress commanded, as she
poked the crotch of Geena's thong with the handle of the crop to reveal the
wetness soaking them.

"Hmmmm, I see you're glad to see", the cat woman purred.

"Yes, ah, yes I really am glad to be here", was all Geena could think to
say.

"Did you do all the things you were commanded on the way over here?,

"Yes I did, everyone one of them, ah, ah....."

"Call me Mistress or Goddess for now cunt", the voice in black replied.

"yes, Mistress".

"Now, take off those panties and put them in your mouth and suck them for
me"

Immediately Geena removed the thong and stuffed it in her mouth and began
to suck her juices from the material.

"Hmmmmmmmm.  I like that slave", the cat woman purred once more as she
moved closer.  "Now, suff them up inside your stinking , smelly, cunt, you
worthless piece of shit"

Without even thinking, Geena complied, turned on immediately by the verbal
humiliation.

"And, I don't want to see one inch of material hanging out"

"Yes, mistress", Geena whispered, feeling at once that she was back in her
element.  Thinking to herself that this is another woman I would have a
hard time telling no to.

At this, the Mistress straddled Geena's legs and pushed her hairy cunt into
Geena's mouth.  Geena smelled the unwashed aroma right away, but she began
sucking and licking the tasty pussy to prove herself and found that eating
a dirty pussy only added to her excitement.  As the black clad woman backed
slightly away, she allowed a few drops of urine to dribble out into Geena's
mouth, then moved closer again to make sure Geena sucked it up.

"You like that don't you slave", the mistress questioned

"Oh, yes, mistress, oh so very much."

Without warning a series of bitch slaps rained down on Geena's face, the
left and then the right.  Her cheeks turning crimson from the repeated
attack.  Geena's head went back and her eyes closed and she thought she was
in hell's heaven.

"You like that too, don't you cunt?"

"Oh, yes, may I have more?"

Laughing, the Cat Woman said no, then grabbed Geena's hair and drug her
across the floor and to an entrance to the basement.  She then led Geena to
a cold, dark , damp dungeon.  That's the only description for it.

Geena is stripped, chained to the wall and then beaten repeatedly over her
tits, cunt, directly on her slit and then fucked with the handle of the
crop.  Then bitch slapped till her face is red.  The beating continued on
her thighs and tummy, then the handle is poked up her ass and she's made to
suck it.

Between this harsh treatments, the amazing cat woman would stroke her body
with her long fingernails, caressing the flesh and causing goose bumps to
rise on Geena's flesh.  Geena moaned, feeling the pain with the pleasure
almost too much to bear.  As the black clad mistress beat the nipples, she
would follow up by kissing them, licking them and sucking them while
allowing her tongue to play across the hard surface.  Then give them a hard
bite as the departed.

This fire and ice continued with the demoness beating then caressing,
licking long swaths up her body and even sucking on Geena's clit, but
always with a parting bite.

Following this was a series of nipple clamps, pussy clamps and severe pain,
beginning nothing but laughter from the mistress from hell.  The final
assault was the piercing of Geena's nipples and studs implanted.

Almost in an euphoric daze, Geena was unchained and placed on a mat.

Geena is nearly exhausted and pleased to be freed from the cold brick wall.
The mat is like a feather bed compared to the cold, slimy, dank wall and
she lays back, arms thrown out and her legs spread, oblivious.

Soon she feels the pressure of her tormentor laying beside her.  Perched up
on one elbow, she holds a candle.  Geena looks and has no clue.

"Now, slave, you have don very well.  Do NOT disappoint me.  I want you to
lay perfectly still, no hand or arm or even leg movement.  Use your self
control", she purrs and then snickers.

Geena's eyes are locked on the candle as if in slow motion she observes the
candle dip to one side and the red-hot waxy drop off directly onto her
right nipple.  The flow continues until her breast is covered.  As
commanded, she does not move, however she does scream, but those screams
soon turn to moans.

Geena feels lips at her ear...."you love that don't you slave?"

"OMG yes, please, I beg you mistress, please don't stop", Geena pleads and
means every word of it from the bottom of her soul.

"Beg for more then, beg you pitiful, worthless, cunt lapping, piss
drinking, dog fucking piece of shit".

"Mistress, I am all those things and much worse, and I beg you to continue,
I love it.  I want you to hurt me.  I'll do anything you want", Geena
pleads.

Those were the magical words the mistress wanted to hear, "I'll do
anything".  She smiled to herself, knowing now she had a dedicated convert
to add to her stable.

A slow, blistering drop of wax, mixed with dried red peppers hits the other
nipple until it is covered, yet the nipple remains hard.

The Dark Soul works her way down Geena's body, dripping all the way until
she reaches her goal, Geena's tender soft folds and extended clit.

Very slowly, the hot wax drips on Geena's clit.  She screams but doesn't
move.

"What a good slave", the purring continues

"You'll like this", the dark voice says, as the wax drops on the tender
outer lips.

Now the screams have turned to moans as the wax continues until the mound
is covered and even flows into the soft inner pinkness.

Geena's flesh is red from her tits to her crotch, the hardening wax is
gleaming as Geena hears the click of a camera.  She opens her eyes and sees
the cat woman clicking away at her wax-covered body.

"I'll put these on the net, and you'll be famous.  The sub-title will say,
come over and fuck my slave and hurt her all you want", the cat woman
laughs and a forbidden flows through Geena's body.

Almost exhausted, she lays there and the cat woman lays across her body
w/her face close to hers.  Geena looks directly into her eyes and there's
something there that she cannot put her finger on, her pussy gushing girl
cum in a frenzy.

Geena is amazed when the mean mistress leans down and kisses her.  Her long
tongue running into her mouth and then down her throat.  Geena can't help
but hugging her now loving mistress and wrapping her legs around her.
Geena feels her throat being fucked by this woman she has only met an hour
before and the thrill is beyond comparison.  She opens her throat and just
enjoys the feeling, her pelvis humping away at her mistress as she cums
over and over.

As soon as it began it's over and the cat woman straddles her.  The hot
stream of piss cannot be mistaken as she lays back and enjoys the urine
shower as it moves it's way up her body ending at her mouth.  She does not
have to be commanded to open wide as the spray fills her mouth then
splashes on her face as she pauses to swallow.

As if in a dream, she finds herself back on the wall, chained.  The lights
go out.

The light pops back on.  The cat woman appears in front of her.  She rips
off her cowl.

"Oh, my god.  Lisa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Laughter fills the dungeon.

"Yes, my darling slave.  Wait here, will you", she giggles. "oh, I guess
you have to", more laughter.

"I'll see you in the morning"

the lights go back out and the sounds of high heels are heard leaving the
dungeon.

To be continued.....