Date: Tue, 17 Feb 2004 05:51:23 -0800 (PST)
From: Laura S <redhead91382@yahoo.com>
Subject: Laura's Dare 6: Lucy Gets Even

Lucy Gets Even
by Laura S.
redhead91382@yahoo.com
http://geocities.com/redhead91382


Well, having my young lover with me on a regular basis was certainly a
prospect that I would enjoy immensely.  I knew that she would have to go
back to Connecticut for a short time, just until graduation in June, but I
was going to have fun with her until she had to go back at least.  I spent
every moment with her that I could, dining, shopping, making love at every
chance and just generally getting to reknow the girl who was now a woman
that I had known all those years before.  She had known Mandy well enough
to know how bad I was still hurting, and when I needed it, she would
comfort me, holding me tightly while I cried.  Having her with me made life
much better.

One day, she got a funny look in her eyes and I wondered what the little
cutie was thinking.  I said to her, "I know that look you've got.
Something's up and I get the feeling that it's something really naughty."

She grinned an almost evil grin and said, "You know, you left me kind of
suddenly without so much as a goodbye three years ago and I have to admit
that I still feel the need to get even with you.  Not that I want to leave
in the middle of the night or anything, but I think that some form of
punishment is in order for you missy."

I shivered with the thought of this beautiful young woman "punishing" me
for past transgressions.  "What do you have in mind?" I asked innocently.

"Oh, I'm not sure yet, but sometime soon you'll find out."  She had learned
a lot from Mandy and myself in those formative years, so I knew that
whatever it was, it would be dastardly.  When she was just 15, she was an
expert in the Domme ways thanks to her training under us.  My mind raced
with anticipation.

A couple of days later, she asked me if she could take the car after
dropping me off at the office to do some shopping.  Of course, because I
WAS spoiling her rotten, I said that wouldn't be a problem and handed her
the keys.  Our ride into town was fun with her driving my car and me just
relaxing on the way in.  I have to admit, it was nice being driven in for
the first time in ages.  We reached my office and when I got out, she
kissed me goodbye and headed to the shopping district.

At 5:00 precisely, she showed back up at my office to pick me up, the back
seat loaded with mysterious looking shopping bags.  Usually when we
shopped, the bags were all printed with the names of the better stores, but
these were unprinted, plain plastic bags.  I wondered where she had been,
but she merely said "You'll find out soon enough."  Another shiver went
through me as I remembered her threat.

We reached our home and walked inside.  "I'm going to take a bath and
change clothing Laura.  Want to join me?"

"Silly question.  Of course I want to join you.  I want to be as close to
you as possible every minute."  We went into the bathroom and she turned on
the water, poured in some bath beads and we undressed.  We sat soaking for
about a half hour till all the kinks were worked out (all except the
important ones that is).  Then we toweled off and she told me to go in the
bedroom, put on the clothing that she had laid out on the bed and wait for
her there.

I walked into the bedroom and was surprised to see only a leather full body
harness and a pair of very severe looking heels waiting for me.  Now I knew
what she had in mind and I dressed in the scanty "clothing", my body
quaking in anticipation.  The idea of being manipulated and dominated by
this younger woman whom I already loved more than was good for me was
incredibly exciting.  Knowing what I knew she had learned before only made
me anticipate it more and I felt the moisture begin to form between my
quivering legs.  I waited patiently for my beautiful Mistress to come into
the room.  Fifteen minutes passed and still I waited.  She was making me
wait until she knew I must be going insane with desire.  We had taught her
well.

Finally, after an eternity, she stepped into the room, more beautiful and
commanding than I had even thought possible.  Her strawberry blonde hair
was flowing out and falling in ringlets about her shoulders.  She was
dressed all in black leather from head to foot and it all fit like kidskin
gloves.  She was wearing a front tying corset, pulled very tightly around
her waist with equally tight leather bikinis and a leather garter belt
attached to fishnet stockings.  On her legs were thigh high black leather
boots on six inch heels and two inch platforms up front.  She towered over
me in those boots and I knew exactly why she had bought them.  I waited for
the first shoe to drop, acting the perfect slave preparing to service her
Mistress.

"Lick my boots slut!"  She sneered as she spat the words at me.  "Lick them
from top to bottom and pay special attention to the soles.  I'll tell you
when you're finished!"  I knelt before her and started licking first the
tops right below where her creamy thighs met the leather and worked all
around, working lower as I went.  The taste and aroma of the leather served
to excite me even more.  When I neared the bottom of the first boot, I
waited for her to raise it from the floor so I could stick my tongue right
out to lick the new sole.  I was getting so turned on by this whole scene
that I'm sure I was dripping.  When I finished with the first boot, I moved
to the other and started in exactly the same way I had done to the first.
"That's a good little slut, do a good job for your Mistress and maybe I'll
let you get some enjoyment later," she said to me.  The way she spoke the
words was more in line with a woman who had been dominating others for more
years than she had been alive, but she was SOOOO good at it.  I wanted to
please her in every way I could, so I kept following her instruction.  When
she finally told me to stop the licking, I waited for her next order with
more anticipation than I had ever experienced with anyone else.  "Kneel
before me slut, and prepare to be taught how to properly serve your
Mistress!  Do you understand what I am telling you?"

"Yes Mistress Lucy, I understand and I will serve you to the best of my
humble ability.  I am your property and will always act as such."  The
words were more than just words.  I found that I actually relished being
her slave, submitting fully to this woman child.  My excitement continued
to grow as she ordered me about.

"You will clean me every day when I rise from the toilet so that I am
always refreshed.  I'll show you how right now."  With that, she grabbed me
by the hair and dragged me into the bathroom, where she sat on the toilet
and started to let loose a tremendous stream of pee.  I could hear it
flowing from between her lips and wished that I could be the recipient of
that golden liquid.  When she finished, she stood up, turned around so that
her ass was right in my face and bent over so that her pussy was at my
mouth.  I stuck out my tongue and licked the droplets that still clung to
her, cleansing her until she was satisfied with the results.  "Not bad for
the first time for a dirty bitch slut like you.  Maybe you are trainable
after all.  I had thought that you might be useless to me, but I see that I
may have been wrong."  She was good............VERY good.  She had
remembered everything she had ever seen or been involved in years earlier.
She might have been a little better at it than even I was.  The pupil had
now become the teacher.

"Now clean the other area back there bitch.  And do a good job or I'll be
forced to discipline you!"  I knew that she had just bathed and that it
would be clean there anyway, and we had never played at any type of
activity involving scat, so I eagerly stuck my tongue into her tight
butthole, licking and sucking like my life depended on it.  She had the
most wonderful taste and smell.  I kept at it and pushed as deeply into her
as I could, as if I was trying to put my entire self up in there.  She
moaned and purred as I cleansed her and I felt her shudder once in what
must have been a small first mini orgasm.  The thing I had always
remembered about her was that tiny sound she would make when she came.  It
was like a kitten mewing and it was incredibly sensual.  I wanted to hear
that sound again and again.  I would do whatever it took to make her sound
like that.  Once I had finished cleaning her lower regions, she grabbed my
hair again and dragged me back to the bedroom.  She was being so
deliciously evil to me.  I waited for the next shoe to drop, aching for
more instruction from her.

It didn't take long.  "I'm not sure that I like the way you did that in
there slut, so I think that maybe you need to be taught a lesson.  Bend
over and expose your ass to me now!"  I did as told and felt a flush in my
cheeks as I did.  I heard her opening something up and died a thousand
small deaths as I waited for the hammer to fall.  She came around to my
front to show me what she had gotten, and my eyes saw the most evil looking
riding crop I had ever seen.  "This is going to raise some welts on that
slutty ass of your's I'll bet.  Don't yell, or I'll double the count that
I'm giving you."  SMACK!  The first hit landed right on it's mark.  What
delightful pain it was!  I cried to myself at how wonderful it felt.  I
made no sound.  SMACK!  She landed the second shot on the opposite cheek
with more force than the first.  "Will you ever leave me again without
giving me some explanation?"

"No Mistress, I will never leave you again under any circumstances.  I
swear it."  No lie there.  I wanted her forever.

SMACK! "Will you obey my commands from this day forward with no question?"

"Yes Mistress, I will obey your every word always."

SMACK!  "Will you accept me as your Mistress and owner?"

"Yes Mistress, I am your property."

SMACK!  "And will you service me in every way that I require of you?"

"Yes Mistress, I will service you for all the days that you will have me."

SMACK!  SMACK!  SMACK!  It went on for a full 30 minutes and I could have
withstood even more for this gorgeous girl.  Her commanding demeanor was
more than I could ever hope for.  I knew that someday in the near future,
she would also allow us to turn the tables and play the sub to my Domme so
I lived with every moment of the delicious torture that she was giving me.
The beauty of the switch lifestyle was that each partner had a little of
both in them so that things never got boring.

I took the luscious beating she was giving me and loved every minute of it.
When she stopped the whipping, she turned and said, "Now, pleasure me you
little whore.  Make me cum and then clean me again."

I had waited for this moment.  I placed my head between her legs and very
lightly nibbled at her clit.  She started to moan like she had before.  I
teased her lips, she moaned louder.  I ran my tongue along the insides of
her legs and she quivered.  I worked my way lower along her calves and she
trembled.  I slid my tongue back up to just tease the lips of her pussy
again and she started to shake.  I knew my little girl, even if she WAS my
Mistress for now.  I knew JUST how to get her to the point where she would
explode and give that plaintive little sound I loved so much.

I let my tongue touch the lips of her vulva and she grabbed my head to push
it hard against her.  In plunged my tongue, bathing the lips, clit and
inner portions of her pussy.  I licked mercilessly, bathing her entire
erotic area in my spittle.  She was dripping by now and I knew it would
only be short moments before she let go.  I swirled my tongue over her
clitoris again waiting for just the right moment to place my fingers inside
her.  There it was..........the sound that started in her throat just
before she gives up everything.  I plunged two fingers deep inside her and
she blasted off in a crushing, mewing orgasm.  "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh
myyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD," came
from her like a wail.  A siren would have been quieter.  I waited till her
orgasm subsided before I stopped entirely and then sat up on the bed,
grinning at her like the cat that had swallowed the canary.  I knew the
game was over for now and that the next order of business was to get my own
orgasm going.  I knew she would take care of that quickly.