Date: Tue, 10 May 2005 10:32:14 -0700
From: Jan ' <janmay699@icqmail.com>
Subject: Love Slave (lesbian / authoritarian, F/F)
Warning:
This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of
explicit sexual acts o9f domination between a woman and
several girls and women. If this type of content offends you or
you are under the age of 18 do not read it.
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Love Slave
By
Jan
The evening was comfortably warm when Corrine came
out of the theater after an early matinee. She didn't feel like
going home to her empty apartment but was unsure what it was
she wanted to do.
She was a forty-six-year old divorcee that had left her
husband after she came home and found him in their bed with a
young girl. It was bad enough that he was fucking someone in
their bed but the girl was half their ages.
After the divorce she was constantly bothered by the
mental image of that teenager trying to cover her nakedness
with her hands as her hairy assed husband grabbed for the
sheets. The girl's body had been so smooth that Corrine felt her
own clit stir as she stared at her. That was the image filling her
mind as she entered the coffee shop a couple of doors from the
theater.
She had driven all the way to Birmingham, Alabama to
get away from the small town prying eyes on neighbors.
She ordered coffee with cream and sat there sipping it
when a young girl entered the door and stood there defiantly
before selecting a booth in front of Corrine. She ordered coffee
too.
Corrine had been struck by the way she was dressed. No
teenager from her town would have ever been seen in public
dressed like that. When she had entered the shop she has stood
there with her legs spread and her hand on her hip and a
cigarette had been dangling from the fingers on the other hand.
Her shoulder length auburn hair looked out of order for the way
she was dressed.
She appeared to be no more than sixteen years of age
which made the way she was dressed so much more shocking.
She wore an old and scuffed black leather motorcycle jacket. .
It was open with belt dangling. Her black satin blouse was
open at the neck exposing a red PVC Basque. She had on a red
leather mini shirt and black leather platform boots.
Corrine could not keep her eyes off of the girl as they sat
facing each other. The girl caught her starring and gave her
crooked smile. When she finished her coffee she lit her second
cigarette and paid her bill and headed out the door.
Corrine could not let her away so she hurriedly paid her
bill and rushed out of the door. It had turned dark while they
had been in the coffee shop. She looked up and down the street
until she caught sight of the red mini skirt swinging down the
sidewalk. She followed her only closing the gap slowly. They
entered a neighborhood that looked like a place unsafe for a
single woman to be walking alone at any time of day.
When the girl stopped to talk to a tall blond in the
doorway to a club Corrine stopped and made believe that she
was looking in the window of a shop. The woman was a tall
thin blond. Her hair looked like she had been to a hairdresser
and she was dressed in a dark business suit. They talked for a
short time and Corrine saw the woman hand the girl something.
She assumed it was money. The two of them turned the corner
and Corrine rushed to catch up. As she passed the entrance to
the club she saw the name above the door. It said "Daughter's
of Sappho. She knew right away that it was a gay club.
She stopped short when she saw that they had
disappeared into an alleyway. She moved close to the brick
wall and stood behind a large trash dumpster and watched as
the two of them stepped into a dark recessed doorway. Corrine
could not make out what was going on and stood there
watching and smelling the obnoxious odor emanating from the
dumpster.
Eventually the woman came out of the doorway smiling
and straightening her skirt. It was obvious to Corrine that the
teenager was a hooker and she had no compunctions about
servicing women.
Corrine had not even been aware that she had been
standing there masturbating herself through her dress until she
felt herself nearing a climax. She backed up against the brick
wall and closed her eyes as the waves of pleasure swept over
her. She only opened her eyes when she heard a voice in her
ear.
It was that sexy girl standing right in front of her. "You
fucking Perve'! How dare you spy on me without paying me."
The hand was a blur as it swung around striking Corrine on the
left side of her face.
Corrine apologized as tears came to her eyes. "I am so
sorry. I didn't mean to be a snoop. I just happened to see you
there." she lied.
The teenager stood there with her legs spread and a hand
on her hip looking at Corrine as if she was looking at a slave
she was thinking about buying.
"I have had enough business for the day Bitch! I'm
going to take you home with me."
She led her to the curb, "Do you have a car?"
Corrine said, "Yes, I have one close by."
The girl locked her arm through hers and said, "Then lets
get too hell out of here."
Corrine let her to her car and followed the girl's
directions to an apartment. The girl told her that her name was
Sonia and Corrine told the girl her name.
When they reached their destination she parked next to
the curb and followed the girl up the stairs to her apartment. As
soon as they were inside, the girl stepped back to take a good
look at the older woman.
For a forty-six-years-old woman she still had a pretty
good body. Her face is kind of square with the jaws starting to
sag a little. Her hair is dark brown and curly. She wears
frameless glasses. The girl reached out and laced her fingers
through Corrine's hair on the back of her head and pulled her
head close and kissed her on the mouth.
Corrine could taste the cigarettes on her breath and her
face had the unmistakable odor of a female's vagina on it. She
knew it was the odor of the woman that had paid for her
services in the alley. Rather than being repulsed by the
knowledge that this girl had taken money for sex with a woman
it turned her even more.
The girl forced her to her knees in front of her. Her head
was so close that she could smell the red leather skirt. She
spread her legs and lifted her skirt up with one hand to expose
her shaved pussy. She stepped forward and pulled Corrine's
head against her vulva.
Corrine could not resist opening her mouth and licking
the girl's cunt. The girl demanded that she stick her tongue into
her cunt and suck her pussy juice out. As she was giving this
tough looking girl the best head job she could the youngster's
cell-phone rang.
The girl flipped the small silver colored cell-phone open
and started taking. Corrine only heard one side of the
conversation. It went something like: "Hello...Nothing
much...Just breaking in a new pussy slave...Why not...see you
in a sec...bye." She leaned back against the door and extolled
Corrine to hurry up and get her off.
The girl's cunt convulsed as she climaxed before she
pushed Corrine away.
"I have decided that your name is Cunt from now and
you will address me as Mistress." She said.
Corrine meekly responded, "Yes Mistress."
Just then there was a knock on the door which startled
Corrine. Sonia turned around and opened the door. Then she
stepped back and said, "Come on in."
Three young girls entered. Corrine was struck by both
the youth of the girls and the gangster way they were dressed.
The first one was a dark Hispanic looking girl dressed in hip
hugger jeans with a chrome studded belt. She also wore a tank
top jersey under a black leather jacket like Sonia's. Her straight
black hair hung down her back almost to her waist. The second
one was platinum blond with straight hair and blue eyes. She
had on cut off jeans that were frayed and were so short the
white pockets showing below the bottom of the jeans. She was
wearing a black leather Basque. She had a stainless steel bolt in
the upper portion of her navel. The third one looked no more
than a child. She was dressed in hip hugger shorts that hardly
covered her crotch. Her silk blouse was tied under her little
breasts. Her hair was punked out in purple spikes.
They all gave Corrine a cool look while curling up the
lips on one side as if they disapproved of the older woman.
"Do you think she will work out for us?" the oldest looking one
asked.
Sonia said, 'I'm sure that she is trainable."
She slapped Corrine's face and told her, "Take your
clothes off Bitch."
Corrine was silently crying as she removed her dress,
shoes, slip, bra and only paused for a moment before pulling
down her panties. The emotions that were racing through her
were unbelievably erotic. Was she really standing naked in
front of a group of strange teens who looked at her like a piece
of meat in the market.
Sonia told her to keep her nylons on and to put her heels
back on. The four girls walked around her and looked at her
body as they discussed the merits of her being good enough for
pussy bait. Corrine wondered what they had in mind.
Sonia grabbed her by the short hairs and led her into her
bedroom when she opened her closet and flipped through the
rack pulling out plastic and leather outfits. She tossed them
onto the bed. She finally turned around and started picking up
items and telling Corrine to put on a black plastic vest top that
opened down the front. When she put it on she buckled up the
three chrome buckles good and tight. Then she was handed
black thong panties that she pulled up over the tops of her hips.
Then Sonia selected black matching plastic mini skirt
that laced up the back. Sonia stood behind her and pulled the
laces tight enough to cinch in her waist. Then she flung black
leather high heeled boots at her and ordered her to put them on.
They had pointed toes and two buckles that almost matched the
ones on the top. Her dark nylons came up just short of the
bottom of the skirt and the boots same up above her knees. The
girl's took turns putting on Corrine's makeup that was far
darker than Corrine would have ever selected for herself. They
even removed her glasses to take a good look at her. They took
turns sticking their hands inside her top and giving her tits a
squeeze. Corrine thought that her tits would be bruised for
sure. Sonia stuck her hand under the skirt and rubbed the thong
until the front was stained with her pussy juice and the strip in
back had a brown hash mark. When they were finished
dressing her up like they wanted they all finally agreed that she
would work out just fine.
Corrine was confused about what they wanted her to do.
At the same time she feared finding out. They draped a full
leather jacket over her shoulders and led her down the stairs to
her car and told her to go back to the bar and pick up a woman
and bring her back here.
As the car headed back to the neighborhood where
Corrine had first seen Sonia she wondered if she had the nerve
to do what she had been told to do. Her inhabitations on one
hand told her that she could not be seen in public dressed like
this on the other hand no one would know her and the thought
of having sex with Sonia and her friends had her pussy sopping
wet.
It took her some time to work up the nerve to enter the
bar. The last thing she did was put her glasses in her purse
before going into the dike bar. She figured her best chances
were to find a middle aged woman she could pick up.
Corrine could not figure out why four sexy teenagers
would have to resort to making a middle aged woman dress up
like this to pick up women for them.
They had given her some lame excuse that they were to
young to cruse gay bars. She didn't believe their story but it
gave her an excuse to do as she was told. She actually feared
entering a lesbian bar for the first time.
When she entered there were a lot of eyes on her. She
opened her long coat and headed to the bar where she sat on a
stool and ordered a Vodka Gimlet. She didn't even get to pay
for it when a woman about her age moved in next to her and
said, "Let me buy this one."
Corrine looked at her and was surprised that this woman
was a lesbian. She looked like she was a professional business
woman. She had the feeling that this woman was a bank
manager or something like that. They toasted each other and
clinked glasses. They talked for a few moments and the woman
asked if she would like to dance. When they moved to the
dance floor the woman assumed the passive or famine position
by placing her left hand on Corrine's shoulder and holding up
her right hand. When the started dancing the woman moved in
close and straddled Corrine's left leg. She was rubbing her cunt
on Corrine's thigh. They danced for three songs before sitting
down in a booth. When her wrist watch told her it was time she
asked the woman if she wanted to party. The woman beamed
and said, "Anytime."
They gathered up the woman's stuff and headed for the
door. She ushered the woman to her car and they drove back to
the apartment building. When the reached the door to the
apartment it opened and Sonia pulled the woman in as Corrine
followed.
The woman said, "What the hell is going on?"
Sonia slapped her face with a round house motion that
was so hard that she spit blood. Then she pulled her by the
front of her dress into the room so quick that she fell on the
floor face down. Before she could attempt to get up the other
three girls were on her.
Two of them held her down. The youngest one opened
her purse and took out her wallet and removed all of the folding
money and tossed everything else on the floor.
The woman was trying and struggling to get up. The
Hispanic girl (Maria) hit her in the lower stomach hard enough
to knock the wind out of her. Then the two of them proceeded
to pull her clothes of her.
Sonia wrapped her arm around Corrine and stuck her
hand down the front of her plastic top and played with one of
her tits as she watched her three friends raping the woman.
The woman was plump with long shoulder length
peroxide blonde hair. Her breasts were heavy 38-DD sized.
The areolas were large and pink with little more that dimples
for nipples. Her pubis was shaved clean between her thick
thighs. The youngest one sat on her face and ground her little
cunt into her face. The blonde one pinched the woman's
nipples and chewed on them. Maria sat in front of her and
greased up her hand in front of the woman. Then she knelt
between her legs and started inserting one finger after another
into her cunt. When she had all of her fingers in the canal she
shoved her hand in right up to the wrist.
The woman was whining into the wet cunt of the
youngest ones pussy. Her tone changed from discomfort to
wonted lust as Marie fist fucked her.
Sonia pulled down Connie's panties and pulled her tit
over the top of the plastic cups. She left her dressed and had
her straddle the woman with her back to the woman's face.
Sonia made her bend at the waist so that her ass was right in the
youngest girls face. Then she was pulled by the hair until her
face was resting right against the crotch of the woman's cunt.
She was forced to lick the wrist of Marie's hand as it was
withdrawn from the gapping pussy. Then her face was shoved
into the wet cunt. With her head upside down blood rushed to
her head making her dizzy but she could not fall because the
girls were holding her up and feeling her tits.
The youngest girl in the group was still sitting on the
women's face. If she had climaxed Corrine could not tell she
was still grinding her little cunt into the mouth with as much
enthusiasm. What she didn't see was that the girl was greasing
her hand just like Marie had done. If she had seen that she
would have known what she was about to do. She felt the girl
stick a couple of fingers into her cunt. It felt good to have
someone else finger fucking her cunt for a change. Self
masturbation does get old.
Then she felt the girl forcing her whole hand into her
cunt. She thought she would scream from the pain. When the
little bitch started fist fucking her she almost drowned on the
pussy juice from the woman's cunt going up her nose. She
could not pull her head up because it was being held in place by
one of the three bitches.
Corrine felt a finger invading her asshole. She buckled
her knees until she was resting on the woman breasts. That was
no escape at all. For the first time in her life she felt like she
was right where she belonged. Her whole body was being used
for the pleasure by others and that was fine with her.
By the time the four teenagers were through with her and
the blonde they were too spent to even complain. The girls sat
around finger fucking each other in front of the two women.
Watching Sonia was enough to drive Corrine crazy. She
wanted to taste her pussy so damned much.
She crawled to her on hands and knees and begged,
"Mistress may I kiss your cunt?"
Sonia placed her heels on the edge of the couch and
spread her legs. She toyed with her clit and reached out and
stuck a finger in Corrine's mouth and hooked her finger and
pulled her right to her cunt. "OK bitch I guess you've earned
the right for a taste. Go ahead and eat me and maybe I'll piss in
your face."
Sonia leaned back and lit another cigarette as Corrine
went after her cunt. Her leather and plastic outfit was dripping
with sweat. The blonde woman had come home with Corrine
to have sex with her. Now she saw her naked behind and
crawled to her and licked her cunt from clit to asshole. Sweat
was dripping down the valley of her ass and she loved it.
When the night was over the woman didn't even mind
the girls taking all of her money. She had never sucked so
many pussies at one time in her life. They even paid for her cab
to take her home.
Corrine was kept around to become her sex slave. She
called in to quit her job and asked to have her last check sent to
the address of the apartment. After that she could be found in
the local gay bars picking up women for Sonia and her young
friends. She dressed as a leather queen but she was the leather
slave to a teenaged hooker and pimp.
The girls turned tricks too and most of their money went
to Sonia. Everything was going fine until Corrine met an older
woman that was a dominatrix too. She slapped Sonia around
until she gave up Corrine. When she moved in with her she
became a total love slave to her. Anything she demanded was
her pleasure to perform. When they were home she spent most
of her time in nothing but a dog collar and leash.
All the woman had to do was point at her cunt and
Corrine was there to satisfy her.
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