Date: Fri, 22 Nov 2002 00:27:46 -0500
From: Vickie Auguston <vickie_aug@hotmail.com>
Subject: 'Jills Property 2' {Vickie Auguston} (F^F ws) [2!?]

It was barely light as the alarm began to beep, and beep. Jill, eyes barely
open, stretched across her still slumbering new toy, to press the snooze
button.  She gently rubbed Lori's shoulder. "Hey honey.  Come on sleepy
head," she cooed.

Lori uncurled herself from a fetal position, as she rolled over and wrapped
an arm around Jill's hip, snuggling her sleepy face into Jill's warm
breasts.

"Hey Kido. I've got to get ready for work. You can sleep in if you want
to."

Stretching, as she pressed her hips into Jill, Lori yawned. "What time is
it? Oh, I guess I should get up"

"Can you shower second? Jill questioned, I should have set the alarm
earlier."

"I should go back to the hotel. I've got fresh cloths there. Go ahead. I'll
wait to leave until your out"

Jill leaned over Lori, her lips apart as they savored a lingering
kiss. Then slid out of bed.  The translucent pink negligee, stopping just
below her fanny, swished across her round cheeks as Lori watched her walk
into the bathroom.

Lori lay back on the bed, enjoying the sent of her new lover. She wished
they had more time. Morning sex was always the best for Lori. She let her
hand slip down to her vulva.  Her rear end was sore from the dildo, her ear
hurt where Jill had bitten her, and her thigh hurt where Jill had pinched
her.  "God I hope she invites me to stay the weekend", she thought.

As Lori thought about the things they had done last night, it made her
think of her own kinky fantasy. When she was still a teenager, a brother of
a girl friend had rented one of those women in prison B movies one night
when Lori was staying over. It was a ridiculous movie, but it had a part
when the big bad girls were trying to smother this one pretty girl who
hadn't been able to pay her protection.  They had her down in the laundry
room and where trying to hold a pillow over her face.  All you could see
was the pillow, the two big girls, and a gorgeous pair of lags kicking and
struggling while trying to get away.

Some times when she was masturbating, but couldn't seem to come, Lori would
close her eyes, hold her breath, and then kick her legs, pretending to be
that girl.  It seemed so crazy, but she had an orgasm every time when she
did it.  "I never had orgasms like I had last night in my life though, Lori
thought to herself. I must be some kind of nut case."

As the hot shower beat down, Jill required all of her self-control to just
wash. She had never done the kind of things she had been fantasizing with a
real person before last night. She was so horny she couldn't focus.  But,
she also couldn't afford to be late. She was on thin ice with the bank
already.

As Jill stepped out of the shower, she could smell coffee brewing. "Mmm,
that girl is good".  As she stepping into a knit pant dress , good for
these cold December days, Lori came walking in with coffee.  To Jill's
disappointment and relief, she was already dressed.

"Mmm, thanks Lori. Do you think you could stay for the weekend?"

"Ill finish at your bank today, so Ill be traveling Sunday.  I can stay
through Sunday morning"

"Great. Why don't you just check out of your hotel, and stay here Friday
and Saturday."

"OK, Lori smiled. It's going to be hard to concentrate today"

"Let me find the spare key for you and then I've got to fly, Jill said.
"Shall we do lunch again?"

"OK"

As Jill took Lori in her arms, she held her by the hair, tilting her head
back, their mouths were open as they kissed, their tongues amorously
milking the last drop from the morning.  Jill was imagining Lori on her
knees, with her mouth open like a bird waiting to be fed. In her mind, her
lips were over Loris, as she let her copious saliva drool into Lori's
waiting mouth. "Jesus, get control girl" she thought to herself as she
rushed out the door.

Lori finished at the bank around two, discretely winking at Jill on the way
out. Having checked out of her hotel that morning, she had three hours to
kill. As she drove, she passed a grocery store and decided to surprise Jill
with dinner waiting.  She hurried to buy the ingredients for her homemade
lasagna, and headed for Jill's place.

She put on some tunes, and got the Lasagna going, but still had an hour to
kill.  Distractingly horny from thinking about the coming night, Lori
decided to lie back on Jill's bed, and relieve the stress. Then, she
noticed the bookshelf.  It held a collection of erotic literature.

"Wow, Jill thought, as she looked through the selections. Where does she
get this stuff? I can see where she gets her ideas."  She pulled a paper
back called 'Necessary Evil, by Lindsay Welsh', from the shelf. As she
read, the lights began to come on.

As Lori glanced at the clock, she realized she only had half an hour before
Jill got home.  She quickly shed her clothes, and began rummaging through
her suitcase. She had been going to wear her green teddy, the only filmy
thing she had with her, but after skimming the book, she decided it would
be better to just be naked. Except maybe for a collar.  Where could she
find a collar?

She pulled the belt out of her pants. It was thin and black, but too long.
She wrapped it around her neck. If she had a way to punch a hole in it, she
could cut it.  Wait! There was an ice pick in the kitchen drawer.  With a
serrated knife she cut the belt short, then used the ice pick and a cutting
board to punch a hole for the buckle.  Back in the bedroom, she looked at
herself in the mirror.

Her black pageboy hair cut let the collar show pretty well. They both
contrasted nicely with her pale white skin. She looked at the writing on
her tummy, then dropped to her knees as she imagined her pale form
subjected before Jill's voluptuous tan body, with its flowing red hair.

Lori heard the door hinges creak as Jill stepped into the apartment.  She
had intended to be waiting at the door, but decided to remain where she was
at this point.  Jill called out, "Helloo", as she strolled into the room,
stopping abruptly.

As Jill surveyed the nubile black haired nymph at the mirror, she noticed
the open book on the bed. "I see you've been doing your homework," she said
brightly.

"Yes mistress," Lori responded.

This was great, Jill thought.  She couldn't have dreamed this any better.
The question was what to do next.  Lori had upped the anti, as she knelt
before mirror.  "Good Girl, and something smells delicious."  Should I be
complimenting her? Jill thought to herself. I need to assume control here.

With a ruthless look Jill said, "Oh Darn, I've got some spots on my pump.
Will you get that for me hun."

Lori turned toward Jill, dropped to her hands and crawled across the room.
The shoe licking bit, was in the first chapter of the book, so Lori knew
the moves.  She began carefully licking Jill's left pump. She could hear
Jill's breathing become more drawn out as she lapped away.

Jesus, what should I do next, thought Jill. Being in charge was not as easy
as she had thought. She had this pretty little auditor lapping away at her
shoe, and she didn't know what to do next. She had bunches of ideas. Even
the biggy, but she new she had to play her right. Jill wanted to pee on
Lori. Not just on but into. She had dreamt of doing this to someone since
the first time she had read of it in a story. She wanted it.  She wanted it
tonight.

Pulling herself together, Jill chirped, "OK. Good. Thanks." Saying it mater
of factly, like is was the most normal thing in the world.  She turned and
started to walk back to the other room leaving Lori mid slurp.  "You may
rise now. I'm hungry"

Lori looked up at her departing mistress.  The problem was, this was about
as far as she'd gotten in the book. There was some being tied up and some
serious spanking, which Lori had some doubts about, but that was all in
just the very beginning. She needed more time to read the book.  She rose
and followed. Just then the oven timer began beeping.  Lori continued into
the kitchen, as Jill was taking off her jacket, and kicking her shoes off.

As Lori removed the Lasagna from the oven, Jill said, "Wooh, I have to
pee", and headed for the bathroom. She quickly threw the toilet paper into
the hall closet, then pulled down her dress and panties, and sat down on
the toilet. Her main goal had been to get Lori in here. Now, she was having
a hard time peeing, but finally was able to go.

"Hey Lori, will you get me some toilet paper from the hall closet."

"That's weird", thought Lori, "I didn't think I used it up". Setting down
the wine glasses, she ran down to the closet, and carried back the partial
roll. She knocked on the half open door, sticking her head in as she said,
"Here you are."  Jill was gorgeous setting on the commode with her dress
around her ankles, her white top draping over her hips.

As Lori handed in the roll, Jill took her wrist instead of the roll,
pulling her into the room.  "Kneel" she commanded as she spread her knees
indicating where Lori was supposed to kneel.

Jill spread her legs, and tipped her pelvis ahead. As she looked at Lori,
she pointed between her legs.

Lori crept forward and started lapping at her owners vulva. It was awkward,
with Jill sitting on the commode. Even with Jill's, hips tilted ahead the
commode was so low that Lori's chin was pressed hard against the seat as
she licked away.  Her taste at first was kind of bitter this time, Lori
thought, then remembered that the toilet paper she had brought in had not
been used. Her mistress had just used her to wipe with after peeing!

Lori felt a little sick, as Jill stood, and stepped over her. As she
started to straighten back up, Jill commanded "Wait Honey", pushing her
head back down until her chin was again resting on the seat. The water in
the bowl was a faint yellow, but it didn't have any noticeable odor.

Lori heard some rustling around but she couldn't see anything. Her thoughts
were torn between the fact the she had just been used for toilet paper, and
what was going to happen next. Her left leg was trembling, and yet a
rivulet of her own juices was slowly dripping down her inner thigh.

"What do you think about what you just did Lori?"

Lori wasn't sure how to respond. She felt so helpless kneeling on the
bathroom floor with her chin resting on the toilet seat. "I I don't know"
she stammered. "I, It was, "

She wanted to say she was almost sick, but she was afraid it would sour the
friendship. It wasn't like it was going to kill her or anything.  This was
only Friday night. She was so looking forward to this weekend.

Fearing she might have gone too far, Jill flushed the toilet, hoping to
take some of the pressure off as Lori stammered in confusion.

"Thank you for using me for, for toilet paper", Lori blurted out. It sound
clipped because her chin was still resting on the seat.

"Wow!  You just made my whole evening girl, Jill spilled out. I so wanted
you to say that. Maybe you really are mine. At least for the weekend
anyway."

Lori's spirit soared when she heard Jill's response. Here she was, kneeling
on a bathroom floor, with her chin on a toilet seat, and she was feeling
proud of herself.  She had made Jill's day!  It hadn't been that
hard. Sheesh, it was just a little bitter water.

"Come on kid, let's eat." Jill said as pulled her dress back up and walked
out the bathroom doorway.

Jill sat down, as Lori flipped on the Broiler to brown some garlic toast,
she had prepared earlier. Lori hurried to light the candles. She already
had salad in bowls in the fridge, and emptied a couple cans of beer into
glasses.

Quickly flipping over the garlic toast, Lori Said "Jill, I'm not sure how
to behave. I want to be a good, um submissive person, but I feel like I'm
being boring by not saying things." "You know like, how was your day?"  "I
mean, how do you feel about this? Am I doing it right"

Jill thought as Lori served the garlic toast, "I'm not sure what makes
sense Lori. I'm just learning this myself. I think were doing fine."

Lori felt a shiver of relief as she seated herself at the other end of the
table, while Jill was filling her plate. "I really am turned on by this, I
just kind of have this battle in my mind.  A voice keeps saying what the
heck are you doing girl", and yet I'm so horny I can't walk straight."

"No body has to know but us Lori. Let's just try the weekend, no
judgments."

"Can I ask what other kind of things you want to try?"

"Well", Jill swallowed. "I'm kind of figuring this out as I go. I was so
turned on when I made you lick me after I peed." Lori's face
paled. "Especially when you thanked me for using you for toilet paper. I
mean it was so degrading. You seem so beautiful to me when you're, well,
degraded like that"

Lori didn't know what to say. She wanted to be beautiful. She wanted Jill
to want her.  She did not want this weekend to end now.  "You won't tell
anybody, ever, OK?"

"Hey girl, I'd look just as weird as you. More so actually, this was my
idea."

"So am I allowed to talk?"

"I think you should only talk when I tell you to, or ask you something. You
can say yes Mam, or yes mistress, stuff like that. As a mater of fact you
should"

"Are you going to whip me?"

"A ah, that was talking. I guess I'll have to. Hmmm, Ah get over here. No
wait, bring your beer. Kneel."

Lori left her barely eaten Lasagna, picked up her beer, then dropped to her
knees, awkwardly crawling over to Jill wile trying not to spill the beer.

"Up", Jill snapped her fingers in a position to indicate Lori should be on
knees only.

Jill reached over taking Lori's hair and tilted her head back. "Open your
mouth", she commanded.

As Lori knelt with her mouth up and open, kind of like a baby bird, Jill
walked out of the room.  She returned with jump rope she had gotten during
one of her exercise binges.  Looping it with the two handles together, she
swatted Lori's expose rear end.

Lori jumped, but maintained her position, still holding her mouth open. She
let out a short gasp. Jill had hit her pretty hard. Then she swatted her a
second and a third time.

Jill took the beer from Lori's hand saying, "have a beer Lori", and started
pouring it into Lori's mouth.

Lori started swallowing as fast as she could, trying to get far enough
ahead to catch a breath. She kept thinking about the smothering scene from
the movie. Jill kept swatting her as she struggled to swallow all the beer.
After she made it through the first beer, Jill picked up her own beer,
barely started, and pored that down Lori. Then she walked to the fridge and
brought back a couple more.

She reached down and stroked Lori's trembling face. Running her finger
around inside Lori's mouth, almost making her gag, then pulling
away. Tormenting her.

I wonder if I could spit in her mouth, Jill thought to herself. She was
pretty sure at this point she was going to get to pee into her tonight, but
she would have to go slow. She was on the edge. Jill was thinking that by
filling her with beer, she'll have to pee real bad.  I'll use that to
torment her, but also to get feeling good about the idea of peeing. Then,
Jill thought of the next step.

She opened both cans of beer, and took a swig, holding it in her own mouth.
Then leaned over, and let it run from her mouth into Lori's.

Lori swallowed the beer, as she relished the contact of her mistresses'
mouth on her own.  Her stomach was becoming distended from all the beer.
She thought, Jesus I probably look pregnant. Jill drank one of the cans of
beer, and spit the rest into Lori.  Then taking the jump rope, she made
Lori stand, and tied her knees to the table leg.  Bending her over she tied
her hands to where her knees were. Then she pushed her down into a
squatting position, and tilted her head back ordering her to open her mouth
again.

Setting back down at the table, Jill grabbed the remote and flipped on the
TV, and watched while finishing her supper. Occasionally she would pop one
thing or another into Lori's waiting mouth.

Jill picked up the plates with leftovers and wrapped them for the fridge.
She knew she should probably be having Lori do this, but she wasn't ready
to remove her yet. She probably had to pee pretty bad by know.  Jill sure
did, and she only drank one beer.

Jill put the remaining dishes in the sink, and turned the water on. Oh man
now she really had to pee. She looked over at Lori, who was obviously in
pain. Still kneeling, head up mouth open. This is it Jill thought.

"Do have anything to say Lori?"

"I have to pee. I have to pee bad. I really hurts", Lori pleaded with tears
running down her cheeks.  But she still returned her mouth to the required
open position when she was done begging.

Jill took a stainless steel mixing bowl from the lower cupboard, and placed
it under Lori.  Then she sat on the table, and swung one leg over
Lori. Pulling her panties to the side, she brought her cunt down into
Lori's mouth. Lori started to lick.

"How bad do you have to pee Lori?"

"Bad, bad, Oh Please it hurts", Lori begged in garbled words, her mouth
full of Jill's throbbing pussy.

"But I have to go too. Lets go together"

My god, Lori thought, she's going to pee into my mouth. Oh shit I've go to
go.

"Well both pee, you just tell me when you're ready for us to go. Come on,
you have to say it."

"Pee", Lori muffled into Jill's cunt, as she finely let go her stream
spattering loudly into the stainless pan.

Jill, let go as well, filling Lori's mouth with her hot nectar. "Oh drink
me Lori, Drink me down"

Lori swallowed and swallowed, and peed and peed.  She felt so grateful. It
felt so good.  As the stress drained away, waves of pleasure started to
surge over her. By now Jill was fucking her face, pee spilling out of her
mouth. She was no longer able to swallow as Jill ground into her. Orgasm
after orgasm swept over her body. She was nothing.  She was Jill's
toilet. She didn't care.

As she collapsed spent to the floor, the stainless pan slid tipping, and
spilling Its' contents.

Jill untied Lori letting her drop to the floor, and then struggled to a
chair. Both of their breaths heaving as they slowly recovered from their
orgasms. As Lori realized she was lying in a puddle of her own pee on the
hardwood floor she said, "I think I've made a mess".

Jill just looked at her, and made a lapping motion with her tongue. Lori
crawled to her knees, and started lapping up the puddle.

"I love you Lori, you are so good" Jill smiled.

Lori smiled two, As well as she could, while she lapped up her mess.


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