Date: Tue, 07 Dec 2004 14:38:18 -0500 From: JOAN NICHOLS <x2432jn@msn.com> Subject: Chapter 6 Mistress April-Lesbian authoritarian This story contains graphic sexual scenes between consenting adults, if you don't like this kind of story or are too young to be here please click off. I love hearing from all of you, please keep the letters coming: x2432jn@msn.com Mistress April Chapter 5 Mistress April ordered me to kneel at the foot of the bed as she went and opened the door for our guest. You could tell both ladies were excited about their upcoming new adventure. They proudly showed my Mistress what they had gathered to spank me with, two leather belts, one thin and one rather thick and a couple switches they had found by casing the near by woods. I remained kneeling and pretty much ignored as the ladies chatted things up. No, neither had been with a woman sexually before and yes to both their amazements they had given it lots of thoughts. The larger one, Zelda had at one time employed a young white girl as a house keeper and remembered fondly how much she enjoyed bossing the young girl around. She even confessed to the fact that she entertained the idea of not only disciplining the girl but had thoughts of the sexual nature concerning her. It was easy to see that of the two Zelda was the leader, Angie was her buddy who it appeared would go along with whatever Zelda wanted. I couldn't help but wonder when the action started just what role Angie would play, I didn't see her taking the lead or stepping on Zelda's commands. I was rather taken aback to realize that Mistress April not only planned to give me to these ladies but she was taking her leave. They could use this room or take me to theirs, the only thing she asked was they not allow me to leave till in the morning and to remember I was her property and this was a one time opportunity. She then walked over to me, instructed me to pull her pants and panties down, of which I did. Then she roughly pulled my face deep into her cunt and told me to inhale deeply, to hold the scent and remember it, it was where I belonged and to whom I belonged to. She released her hold slightly and then smeared herself all over my face. "Now, kiss my glorious pussy good bye, when you return home tomorrow send me an email with details of your night, and I expect you ladies to send me one too letting me know if my sorry slut was well behaved and satisfied you. Trust me if she does not I will deal with her." And with that she was gone. The room went totally silent until we heard Mistress April crank her car and the lights from it disappeared from the window. Then Zelda quickly went into her role as my new mistress. She stood before me and explained the ground rules. "You are to refer to me as Mistress Zelda or Mistress Z, you may call Angie just that, Angie, it would be best if you called me Mistress also Angie. Now Angie remove your clothes, all of them dear while our little whore here removes mine, please hang them in the closet." I went to rise when I felt a sharp blow across my face. "Stay on your knees slut!" Mistress Z bellowed. So I began by removing her shoes, panties, stockings and worked my way up, asking her if I might rise when I couldn't reach her top, once she was nude I went and hung her clothes in the clothes and then returned. As I was a bout to kneel before her she instructed me to get on the bed. To lay on my back and put my hands behind my head and spread my legs. "It is true that neither Angie nor I have been with another woman, but I am sure we can handle a sorry piece of white trash like you, so for now hold this position while Angie and I check you out." Angie joined her on the bed and soon their hands began to explore me, both lifted my breast, pinched and squeezed my nipples. Pulled my legs further apart and parted the walls of my pussy, thumbing through the folds, sticking their fingers into me. Mistress Z pulled on my clit, pinched and squeezed it, ran her finger down my slit into my hole and then down toward my ass. "Tell me everything your Mistress did to your titties." I ran off the list, pinched, twisted, pulled them up and out by the nipples, clamped them, poured hot water on them and hot wax, tied my nipples together, lashed the globes and nipple area, bite them, sucked them and at that I felt I was leaving something out. "And your pussy, all the same things?" "Yes, Mistress." "And what did you enjoy the most?" "All of it Mistress," I answered. "And why is that whore?" "Because it pleased her and I so wanted to make her happy." She grabbed each of my nipples between her fingers and twisted them cruelly. "You will do no less for us, is that understood?" "Yes Mistress Z," once I answered she still didn't loosen up on my nipples so I continue, "I want very much to please you, I will do whatever you say, with great pleasure." At that she let my nipples go and then slapped one breast and then the other with her open palm. She picked up the thin leather belt and lashed the inside of my thighs, one then the other, over and over, commanding me to spread my legs as far as I could and then pushed me to spread them further. "Lick her pussy Angie and tell me what it taste like." The look on Angie's face was almost priceless, it was hard to tell if she was shocked, honored or ready but it was easy to see she would do as Zelda commanded and quickly got between my legs. Mistress Z bent down and pulled my pussy lips apart, instructed Angie to put her tongue out and make one long sweep from the bottom to the top, flick my juice on to her tongue and then let it linger in her mouth. Once accomplished she asked for a review. "Tasteless Mistress, nothing I suppose as flavorful as that of a black superior woman." "Really, well then let's see, go and rinse your mouth out." Angie scrambled to get up and dashed off to the bathroom. Mistress Z laid on the other bed and spread her legs, when Angie returned she instructed her to kneel between her legs and lap her pussy, savoring the taste. For two ladies who had never enjoyed the pleasures of another they certainly were taking to their first time with great zest. Angie lowered her head and lapped several times deep with the fat walls of Mistress Z's pussy and came up licking her lips. "Oh, my Mistress, you are indeed quiet tasty, like fine chocolate." "Well indeed, well done Angie, now go to out trashy white slut and get some of her own juices on your fingers, hurry along" she smacked Angie on the butt as she said this. "Then feed them to her, let her know how disgusting she taste so she can fully appreciate a real woman, ah yes, a superior black woman." Angie went quickly to her task, running her finger in and out of me and I could not help but respond as I felt myself juicing up. She plunged her fingers in and out of my hole, rubbed them up and down my slit and got them very wet with my own juices. Then very roughly she plunged them into my mouth, pulling her fingers out and then back in over and over will I lapped them clean. Mistress stood at the foot of the bed, the leather belt in hand, quizzing me on my taste. I knew better than not to play along. "It is nasty Mistress Z." With that she kissed my swollen pussy hood with the belt and commanded me to continue. I went through a list of every disgusting word I could think of and everyone brought another lash, till finally I too was instructed to go and rinse my mouth out. When I returned Angie was on the bed, with her legs spread out. Mistress instructed me to crawl between them and eat her out. I crawled between her mocha colored legs and lowered my face to her cunt, it smelt strong of musk and anticipation. I separated the folds with my tongue and lapped her juices up. As I was tending to my task Mistress Z began to make out with Angie, they kissed deeply and with hunger. Then she began kneading her titties, tweaking her nipples. All the while I lapped up Angie's ardent juices, sucked hard on her clit, it was easy to tell Angie was having a great time of it. Then I felt the blow of the belt on my ass as Mistress Z demanded I get my face deeper into her pussy, I plunged my tongue deep into her hole. She paused between each blow, landing one sharply on one ass cheek and then the other, all the time encouraging Angie to cum on my face. As her orgasm started to build Mistress went to her and again they began to kiss, soon Angie was thrashing on the bed, thrusting her pussy into my face and cumming all over it. It must have been some time since she had had the pleasure as she soak me in her juices. Soon Mistress was attacking my ass with the belt again and instructing me to lap them all up, to lick her clean. Swoosh, the belt went through the air and cut into my tender ass my cries muffled in Angie's cunt. Mistress grabbed my by the hair and pulled me up to Angie's face, telling me to lay flat on top of her and kiss her deeply. Kissing wasn't something Mistress April got into and this was all rather new to me. Angie was a big girl but not as big as me and our titties flatten together, our lips crushed together as our tongues swirled around and Angie sucked up her juices. Mistress Z backed off and allowed us this moment, then of course she wanted answers. Asking Angie first how she tasted, how she tasted compared to both me and herself and asking me if the quality of a black woman's juices weren't superior to my own. Of course we both gave her the answers she wanted, then took turns rinsing out our mouths. When we returned she beckoned Angie to her side, almost cuddling with her and ask if there was something she wanted to do to me. Angie's response was almost child like as she exclaimed how very much she wanted to "switch me". Mistress Z told her to have at it. Angie leaped from the bed and got the longest of the two switches and turned to me with a look of pure evil in her eyes, instructing me to cup my breast in my hands and lift them up to her, once done she began a dance of lashes with the switch across them. Red marks quickly glowed on my breast as she moved back and forth and made them into a criss-cross pattern. She reached out and pulled my nipple out, twisted and turned it, one and then the other violently. Once they stuck out nice and firm she turned me and lashed them, pain shot through me and I yelped. She paused then to preface her next assault. "When I was young my grandmother use to hold me by my arm and switch my legs, I would dance back and forth to try and escape, she never lashed my butt, but as I danced I would squeeze my legs together and I could feel a deep tingling in my pussy. So I am going to make you dance but I am also going to tear up that fat white ass of yours. And to finish it up, well that will be a little surprise." At that she grabbed my arm and raised her hand switch overhead and I flinched as she brought it down with a whistle across my legs. And indeed I squeezed up and danced from leg to the other, I twisted and turned trying to get away from her assault but she was relentless, landing each blow on my legs and upper thighs. She quickly reached around and lash my unsuspecting titties again. "That's right whore, make them sore titties bounce." She pulled me toward her and began landing blows firmly on my ass as she sucked and bite at my tender nipples. She also pressed her knee into my pussy and bounced me off of it as I jerked to and fro with each blow she landed on my ass. The switch stung and in between squeezing my legs together and the thrusting of her knee my pussy tingled. She pushed me back and again landed stings to my legs, this heightened the pleasure building deep within me. Then suddenly she reached around and grabbed my hair, pulling me around and throwing me onto the bed, as I landed my legs went one way and the other, before I could regroup she started whipping my pussy. The switch stung and burned but the feelings of pleasure had already started to build and it was if she was a pro because she landed the switch on my pussy as if it were a dance and my orgasm raced through me. My whole body shook as I came and came, she had stopped whipping me as I had started my orgasm and I had curled up and squeezed myself together tightly as I came. Once my orgasm began to subside, she pulled my legs apart and landed one last lash dead on my throbbing pussy making the sensations quake within me again. "Well, well," Mistress Z began, "girl you have worked yourself into a frenzy, take yourself a break while I make our sorry white slave cunt pay for her good time." Angie stumbled over to a chair and collapsed into it, all the while squeezing her breast and rubbing the hood of her pussy. She was so worked up that Mistress had a change of heart. "Get on your hands and knees whore", she instructed me. Once I had she came up behind me, I tense in anticipation of another go with the belt, but instead I felt pressures against my asshole. I wasn't sure what it was but she kept thrusting it at me, although it wasn't going in. Then she stopped, went and got something and returned. She instructed Angie to come and lube my asshole up. At first it felt cool and I started to relax a little as she worked the cream into my ass with one finger and then another and then oh hell how it burnt, my asshole was flaming with heat, I was to later learn it was Ben-gay. Angie went and washed her hands and once again Mistress went to work pushing this object into my burning ass, I was squirming so much I opened up enough to allow it in. Whatever it was it was big and filled me up, my asshole throbbing and burning around it. "I am sure this hurts now, should it come out though you can only imagine how the punishment will hurt, now go to Angie, crawl to her and bring her off and be quick about it. Then rinse your mouth out and come to me, on your knees." Angie was back in the chair, her leg thrown across the arm, my ass on fire I crawled to her and plunged my face back into her pussy, licking fast to bring her off as instructed by Mistress, quickly, which is how it occurred, after all Angie was still so worked up by beating me that it didn't take her long to cum all over my face, which is held in a vice gripe deep inside her pussy. When I went to rinse my mouth out, I turned quickly to catch what was up my ass in the mirror, it was a candle. I crawled out of the bathroom and to the foot of Mistress' bed, then on it and between her legs, Angie was standing beside it with a lighter and soon my ass had a flame on both ends, it appeared Mistress wanted her pussy eaten by candle light. She spread her legs to allow me in and I quickly went to work lapping and sucking her pussy. When I plunged my tongue into her hole she lifted herself off the bed and thrust back, till soon she was fucking my face, each bump caused the candle to drip wax onto my already enflamed ass. Mistress had strong legs and she had no trouble thrusting hard against my face. She held my head against her and all I could breath was her. She did indeed taste like fine chocolate and I lapped her juices up, her pussy was such a delight that soon I forgot about my ass which was getting hit with hot wax every other second. She got off big time once I began to struggle for air. She collapsed on the bed but held my head with her legs firmly within her pussy. Then I felt the candle being pulled from my asshole, Mistress reached down and pulled me by my hair on to the bed. Angie was there giving her the candle, then she turned and pulled my ass cheeks apart. Mistress held the candle over my asshole as the wax poured down and filled my already flaming hole, then she rammed the flame in straight up and into my ass, which thank goodness put the fire out. Mistress got off the bed, pulled me off by the hair and then told me to squat on the bed and sit down, pushing the candle further up my ass, then she sat down on my face and once again gave me her pussy to attend to. In the meantime Angie, who was proving herself to be the cruelest of the two, got between my legs and pulled the candle out of my ass. She again applied Ben-gay to me, this time to my tender pussy and deep within my hole by putting a glob of it on the end of the candle and plunging it into me. Then she lit it and while I was being faced fucked by Mistress Z she held the lit candle over my pussy, enflaming it even further with hot wax. Already juicy and wet from her previous orgasm Mistress Z, bounced her pussy up and down on my face, stopping to grind it into me every so often. She really seemed to get off on sitting flat down on my face where I couldn't breath, her pussy quivering against my struggles. In the meantime Angie occupied herself with torturing my pussy as she held the candle so close I could feel its heat. Then Mistress came again and at the height of her orgasm Angie plunged the lit candle deep into my pussy causing me to cry out and chock on Mistress's juices that were filling my mouth. Then I felt Angie's breath on my twat, licking at it, then sucking and biting on my pussy hood. Soon it was all over, the ladies who had never had a woman before seem to be finished with this one. Before they left, they tied me to the bed, informing me they would return in the morning to untie so I could leave. They also had something they wanted me to know. They had retrieved my wallet and taken down my address which just so happen to be in a town not 20 minutes from where they lived, unless I wanted them to give Mistress April a bad report, then regardless of her instructions to them they planned to give me a call once we all got back home. And then they were gone. Did they return the next morning to untie me?? Guess you will have to wait for the next chapter.