Date: Sun, 28 Dec 2014 22:46:58 -0500
From: Katie Ames
Subject: Seducing Amy - 2

Seducing Amy Chapter 2
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Ok, so I'm afraid this isn't quite as fresh as
last time. I've left it a bit longer before writing it all down in long form;
however, most of the images are still very clear in my head. I hope you can
still enjoy it! I think it's best that I pick up where I left off: when
wonderful little Amy left my room. It was such a beautiful sight that I think I'
ll remember it forever! Amy's legs wobbled as she walked away down the
corridor. I bit my lip, trying to suppress an evil urge to jump with glee. She
was clearly flustered. Her little pink and white dress was crumpled and out
of shape after having been on my floor all night. Every few steps, she'd
stop, try to pat down the creases and pull at the hem to stop it from riding up
her juicy thighs. Whenever she moved, I gazed at the firm little humps of
her ass swaying under the fabric. I wondered whether her cheeks were still
pink from all the spanks I'd given her the evening before.I kind of hoped that
some of our friends would see her and ask her some awkward questions about
where she'd been all night, and whether she'd slept with someone. The
thought of her pretty little face going red as she made excuses made me feel very
aroused.I took a deep breath and closed the door. Safe and alone, a
delirious grin sprang across my face. I scampered over to my bed, grabbed my pillow
and rolled around, hugging it tightly. Amy's sweet, musky scent lingered on
the fabric. I screwed my eyes shut in excitement; my body trembled; and my
knickers began to saturate all over again. I was euphoric! I'd done it! I'd
teased her, ruined her and sent her home. Almost automatically, my hand
slipped down my body and began to rhythmically rub my wet, swollen crotch
through the fabric of my skirt. I moaned quietly as waves of heavy pleasure
flooded up through my body. God I was horny. It was almost maddening. I
desperately wanted to rub myself to orgasm after orgasm... but I managed to stop
myself... at least for a time. I felt a defiant urge to preserve the feelings
forever. I grabbed my laptop and, with my fingers still trembling, I started to
type. Hurried words zipped across the page. I wanted to write down every
single delicious detail of what had just happened. I transcribed as much as I
could before it finally got too much. I was barely holding on to the edge of
sanity when I'd started... but now I was positively certifiable. Writing
about sex can be excruciating. If you think about the horniest you've ever
felt when you're reading good erotica... allow yourself to dial that feeling up
by a factor of ten, then you enter the state of horniness that occurs when
you actually write it. You feel yourself becoming so horny that it's almost
like torture.As I cracked, I violently snapped my laptop closed. I slipped
my fingers inside my knickers and moaned as I my fingers slid through my
slick, engorged folds. I felt myself descend into a frenzy of masturbation. It
was one of those times when you can feel your entire body swell with
arousal... and your entire mind is consumed by horniness. The only thing you can
think about is sex.I moaned, bucked and writhed all over my bed until I'd
rubbed myself raw... but I was still horny. It's like the feeling of arousal just
becomes locked in to your mind, and you can't help it but feel an intense
desire to masturbate over and over.Before I could continue, I noticed the
time. I let out a wail of frustration. I left my bed, ran down the corridor to
the shower room, soaped my body down, redressed and then headed out to my
lectures.Before I entered the lecture hall, I considered sending Amy a text.
Despite the fact I like writing, I found it really difficult to work out what
to say to her. Should I say something sexy? Something kind? Something
reassuring? I didn't know, and I didn't have the luxury of time to think. I shut
my phone off and found myself a seat near the back of the room. It's a good
job that I'd already done the required reading in advance, as I couldn't
pay attention to anything that the lecturer said. As I sat in the hall, I
pointed my eyes towards the projector screen, but the only thing I could see
was Amy... in a variety of depraved and degrading predicaments.As soon as
proceedings were over, I flicked my phone back on and to my delight I saw a text
notification. I eagerly opened the message."Oh Katie (Mistress!!) how are
you today?! I just wanted to say thank you so much for last night! My body
feels broken in the nicest possible way! I keep needing to remind myself to
breathe. I just want to kiss you again!"I smiled excitedly and started texting
back. I redrafted my message about eight or nine times, trying to get the
balance right between kindness and flirtatiousness. I wanted something that
would make her feel sexy, make her feel liked, and make her feel good about
what we'd done last night.":) Hey naughty! I'm good. Last night was so much
fun! You really are an adorably sexy little submissive! How's your day
going? x"Her response was swift."So I'm `adorably sexy?!' That's so sweet, I'm
actually blushing right now! I'm in the library but I can barely pay
attention. I'm so naughty. I need to be punished! I can't wait until next time!
xxxxx"I didn't respond immediately. My mind had constructed a devious plan.I
quickly grabbed an apple, some water and a sandwich from the departmental
canteen, munched it down, then made my way to the library. The library
building is quite big, and on more than one level, but I know where Amy likes to
study. If she can, she always chooses one of the desks on the ground floor
next to the windows overlooking the courtyard and, as I entered the building,
that was exactly where I was headed.The place was moderately busy, and over
half the desks were full; however, it wasn't long before I spotted my
favorite little blonde girl. There she was, in a cute pair of jeans and a tight
sweater. Her head tilted down; her cute features starring down at a book; and
her pen hovering over her notepad.I walked past the lines of desks, feeling
my rapidly swelling pussy lips rub against each other with each step.I guess
she must have heard the footsteps. She looked up and spotted me. Her eyes
widened and we stared at each other. With one hand she started to fidget with
her pen, with the other she smoothed down her hair. She was nervous, but an
irrepressible smile spread across her face. I beamed back at her
provocatively, whilst maintaining my stride. I knew exactly what I was going to do. I
wasn't going to stop when I reached her, I was just going to bend down, say
something, and then keep on walking. Just as I passed her, I leaned down and
whispered into her ear, "Next time I'm going to absolutely fucking destroy
you."She choked."Katie..!" she exclaimed.I put my fingers to my lips, and
whispered, "Shhhhh, this is a library!"The look on her face was priceless:
wide eyes, flushed cheeks and her jaw hanging loose. My eyes lingered on her
for a second, before snapping round and continuing my march, swaying my ass
sexily. I kept on going until I reached the stairs. As I walked up, I bit
my lip to suppress a depraved little giggle and did everything I could to
stop myself from clapping my hands in exhilaration.On the upper level, it's
possible to look down onto the floor below, so I quietly headed over to the
rail and peeked down at Amy. I plastered an evil grin on my face, so that, if
she saw me, she'd think that I had intended for her to spot me. I could see
her squirming at her desk. Her face was pained. Her legs were crossed tightly
together and her top leg jiggling rhythmically. Dirty girl. I knew exactly
what she was doing.Her hands gripped her thighs; and she gently rocked back
and forth, paying attention to neither her books, nor her notes. She kept
looking over her shoulders to the stairs that I'd just climbed, then back down
at her desk. Perhaps she was wondering if I was going to come back. Then I
guess another thought struck her. She looked up at the balcony where I was
leaning. Our gazes met.She jumped a little. Then swallowed.One of her cute
little hands rose up and grabbed a strand of her blond hair tightly. A tense,
sheepish look flashed over her face. Her body went rigid, I guess in an
attempt to stop any further embarrassment from showing. But it didn't work. Her
blood pressure was clearly continuing to rise, and her face burnt deep red.I
paused for a few seconds to let her mortification develop fully. Then I
flicked my hair, winked at her, and slunk off between the bookshelves, leaving
the poor little girl to squirm on her own. Hidden between the shelves, I
extracted my phone from my bag and texted her, "No masturbating in the library
please. Whore ;)"So, I guess you'll want to know what happened over the
next few days. Well, I could bullshit you and tell you we got our hot, sopping,
aromatic vaginas out and scissored each other every night.But we didn't.And
there was a reason.And it wasn't because scissoring is an inherently
ridiculous sexual act.It was because a thought had struck me, and it had got me
worried. I was concerned that I was going lead her on and end up hurting her.
She was my friend and the very last thing I wanted was to do anything that
would steal the beautiful smile from her face. I didn't start to avoid her or
anything; however, I made a conscious effort to tone down the flirting. I
also avoided making any specific proposal for our next play date. "Let's do
something next week," I kept telling her when she asked. Of course, on one
level, I could barely resist slamming her against a wall and kissing her
whenever I saw her, or whispering some more well-timed words into her ear. In
fact, my mind was filled with ideas of how to make her squeal and squirm and
squirt. I wanted her standing naked in the corner of my room with her ass
burning and her hands on her head. I wanted her on her knees, with her face
buried between my legs. I wanted her to be bucking and trembling on my bed
until she soaked the fucking sheets.However, on more logical level, I was
reluctant to overwhelm her mind with my constant presence, or arrange another hook
up too soon. I was keenly aware that I'd introduced Amy to some powerful
new experiences and emotions. I also knew that, despite our explicit agreement
to be friends-with-benefits, it is very easy for more serious attachments
to develop. I learnt that little nugget of information the hard way.As I
alluded to when I posted the first part of this little saga, last summer I had a
fling with a Dominant guy. I'll refer to him here as `Nick'. From the
outset of our tryst, we'd agreed, very explicitly, to keep our relationship
casual. He was more than double my age, and a good friend of my dad, so it wasn'
t something that we wanted people to know about, or something that had an
obvious future. Despite all that, I fell in love with him. I guess I was too
romantic and naive to help it.Here's what I think it was: it was having him
there, being handsome, being nice and being sexy so much and so often. It was
being there time after time when he racked my body with so many dirty
experiences and atomic climaxes that I couldn't think about anything but him. He'
d spanked me to orgasm, he dirty-talked me to orgasm, he even simply stared
me to orgasm, such was the power of his presence and dominance. He let me
experience things that I'd never thought I'd experience. He did things I
never thought were even possible. My thoughts were constantly about him.
Sexually, there was always something to look forward to and fantasize about. Was
he going to narrate a fantasy into my ear that would make me cum in the
street? Was he going to tease me until I begged? Was he going to force me to get
down on my knees, face down, ass up and then fuck me from behind?I never
knew, but I craved him every second.And what was worse, he was so nice with it.
Cuddling me back to sanity after destroying me. Giggling with me. Making
sure I was ok. I can honestly say that he never said anything about us having
a future together, so I can't blame him for what I began to feel. It was
just that he was so very nice that my mind couldn't help envision things with
him in the future. Cute little scenes of cuddling up with him under a blanket
besides a roaring fireplace; visions of strolling with him hand in hand
through some rustic Tuscan village; laughing and splashing with each other on
some Mediterranean beach. All the time laughing, joking and having fun.
There, I think, is the genesis of love: if you let your imagination be tempted by
beautiful visions of constant sexual and romantic bliss, eventually your
entire soul will follow. And with some people, it's very easy for those
visions to start.I didn't want to lead Amy down the same path. I didn't want to
put ideas in her head constantly and I didn't want to give her visions of a
serious relationship. Don't get me wrong, I really like her. She is sweet and
lovely and has been a great friend for as long as we've known each other.
Added to that, she really is quite adorably sexy. However, I simply can't see
myself as her girlfriend or as her full time Domme. Despite receiving
emails from a couple of Literotica readers who said things along the lines that `
I was clearly born to Domme', I'm afraid that really isn't the case. Now I
admit, there is definitely a dominant aspect to my sexuality. However, that
isn't the totality of who I am. It might be fair to say that I can Domme,
and sometimes I have a very wanton urge to Domme, but I am not, at core, a
Domme. I'm primarily submissive, but with a dominant streak... and, when I
indulge that streak, I know enough about psychology to do it pretty well.I hope
that makes sense.But anyway, that's enough waffle for now. With the proviso
above, I still fully intended to follow through on my promise and destroy
Amy sometime in the near future. And that's the part you're interested in.
Right?I thought so.Well let's skip forward. It was another warm evening and a
big group of us were due to meet outside our block. It was the student night
at one of the nicer local clubs. During term time, we go there most weeks.
There's a nice atmosphere, good DJs and a few rooms with different kinds of
music. It's usually a lot of fun and we all dress up for it. Around ten to
fifteen of us, guys and girls, usually head down there together. We dance, we
drink (drinking age here in Britain is 18) and generally have fun. Usually,
I go there hoping to catch the eye of my prince charming; however, on that
evening, guys couldn't have been further from my mind. As I walked outside,
I saw my friends congregating. My eyes instantly focused on Amy. For a
second, my breath stuck in my throat. She looked stunning; perhaps more beautiful
than I'd seen her in all the time I'd known her. I actually felt a little
implosion of weakness inside me. It was almost as if the energy drained from
my muscles.She'd really done herself up. Her blonde hair was tousled into
loose golden ringlets which cascaded over her bare shoulders; and she was
clad in tiny pale-yellow sun dress. It was made from deliciously light, thin
material; strapless too, hugging her tits and her waist, before fanning out
briefly over her thighs. And when I say `briefly', I mean very briefly: the
dress was so damn short. The hem floated, teasingly, a few inches from her
crotch, leaving almost all of her juicy, silky-smooth legs on display, all the
way down to her kitten heels. For a second I was mesmerized, utterly
intoxicated by her delicious, radiant beauty. I almost wanted to fall to my knees
and worship her. I couldn't help but imagine running my hands over her,
groaning as I felt her firm, warm flesh beneath the material and tingling as my
palms slipped over her satin skin.As the fabric of her dress shifted in the
light breeze, she smiled, giggled nervously and played with her hair. A fair
few of the guys were swarming around her, much to the disguised, but still
obvious, annoyance of some of my other female friends, whose forced smiles
and little sideways glances betrayed every ounce of their envy. The guys were
being noisy and unruly, in a successful, but ill-advised attempt to get Amy'
s attention. Their too-loud voices, and forced horseplay merely showed
their hunger for her approval, not their leadership or commanding maturity.
Their inexperienced eagerness reminded me exactly why I don't usually think
about dating 18/19 year old boys.Still, I could sympathies with their
motivation. My gaze was drawn to the bare skin all along Amy's shoulders to her neck,
it shimmered in the late evening sunlight as if she was an angel. The outfit
was way skimpier and sexier than anything she usually wears when she goes
out. I prayed that she'd dressed up especially for me. Whether she'd done so
or not, I'd definitely dressed for her. I'd chosen my outfit very
carefully. I was encased in a short, clingy, dark-blue dress. It molded to my body:
tightly fitting to my bra-less tits and the curve of my waist, before
cupping both cheeks of my ass, and squeezing the tops of my upper thighs. It
allowed me to show off a nice stretch of bare leg, until, just below my knees, my
calves descended into my heeled black boots. Just like last time, I'd aimed
for having a hint of dominatrix about me, but only a hint. Not enough to
that people would make comments; but, I hoped, just enough to trigger horny,
submissive thoughts in Amy's filthy little mind.As I approached the crowd, I
braced myself and grinned. My heart was beating fast, but I couldn't let Amy'
s beauty distract me. I was going to be the siren leading her onto the
rocks, not the other way around. I needed to look confident, in control and
alluring. I marched up to the crowd, deliberately making sure my heels clicked
just a tad louder than usual along the concrete slabs. I was flattered that a
few of the guys hanging round Amy turned to face me and greedily scanned
their eyes across my body, some more obviously than others."Hi guys," I
purred, only half paying attention."Wow... Katie... you're looking nice!" a guy
called Chris said, taking his usual poorly-disguised look at my legs, then
up to my tits, then back down to my legs again. Not that I minded, I always
took it as a compliment."Yeah... I know," I said cheekily, without turning
my eyes away from Amy. I was waiting for her to look in my direction, and I
didn't have to wait long before she did. Her eyes met mine, and they
sparkled. A happy grin spread over her face. Her eyes traced up and down my ensemble
and she bit her lip. Bingo!I fired a devilish grin in her direction, winked
at her and then turned around to face Chris."So how's it going?" I said.
My stomach reverberated with butterflies as I wondered how Amy would react,
but I was determined to distract myself and not let it show."Yeah, it's
good..." he said. Then I watched his mouth as he churned out a little update on
his life. Not that I managed to take it in. I think it was something about
winning a badminton trophy, and getting a good mark in some recent project,
and managing to perfect the process of cold fusion, or something. You know,
usual boy stuff.I nodded, and tried to sound impressed, he wasn't a bad guy.
Sometimes I even fantasized about having him naked on my bedroom floor,
squirming in handcuffs, with his hard dick helplessly jutting out in front of
him. Suddenly I felt something soft press against my back. I jumped. Then a
pair of hands clasped around my eyes."Guess who?" Amy's voice giggled in my
ear. A buzz of arousal wormed its way through my body, all the way to my
clit, and a big grin spread over my face."Someone who's about to be in a lot of
trouble!" I retorted.Amy laughed, so did Chris, not that he knew the real
context. I reached up, removed her hands, then turned to face her.She
blushed, adjusting her outfit, then wrapped her fingers around a rogue wave of her
blonde hair. "What do you think of my dress?" she asked, stepping back to
give me a full view.I grinned, looked her up and down, then locked eyes with
her. "Nice," I said, deliberately playing it cool.She giggled and touched
my arm with one of her warm little hands, sending another fizzle of arousal
through me. "Thanks!" she said excitedly. Then she leaned in and whispered
in my ear really quietly, "You look so hot!" before springing back upright
and turning pink.I smiled, feeling a surge of power flood through me,
re-energizing my muscles."What did she just say?" asked Chris."She said your
zipper is undone," I wisecracked, staring down at his jeans.His eyes snapped down
and his hands rocketed towards his crotch, fumbling with his fly. After a
few seconds of panic, he realised that I was joking. He looked up, slightly
red faced, and let out a sigh, half in exasperation, half in relief.Amy
covered her mouth and giggled. Being a good sport, Chris allowed himself a smirk
too."Sorry," I grinned, "it was just girl talk. You should know better than
to ask!""You're so bad!" Amy exclaimed with a smile. Then leaned in to
whisper in my ear again, "And I like it!""Slut," I whispered back. She
looked down at her shoes and bit her lip. I knew it was on.I strode towards
another one of my friends, and asked how her early morning rowing practice was
going. I made sure to give Amy a good view of my ass; maybe she'd fantasize
about kissing it.I giggled my way off the dance floor with my friend Kelly. As
we travelled, I adjusted my dress, feeling all naughty and sexy. We'd just
been hit on by some guys, but they were getting a bit too touchy-feely for
our liking. They'd been good-looking, tall and muscular. We guessed they were
probably rugby players, maybe a couple of years older than us, and,
actually, they seemed pretty fun. However, Kelly had a boyfriend back home, and I
had other things on my mind.We saw Chris and some of our other male friends
by the main bar, so we scampered over and took refuge with them. Once safe
within the group, I felt an urge to create mischief. I gazed around to see if
I could spot Amy. I quickly spied her sitting with a group of my female
friends in one of the wide semi-circular booths at the side of the room. Even
amongst the other girls, clad in their little skirts, shorts and heels, she
stood out; shimmering like a little princess as she idly played with her
phone. I decided to make her squirm.I whipped out my own phone and texted her, "I
bet if I text you, you get all wet under your slutty little dress ;)"I
watched her face closely. A few seconds passed, then her expression indicated
that she'd seen the text notification. I saw her quickly flick her fingers to
open it. Then, as her pupils scanned across the words, her eyes widened, and
her lips parted. She leaned forward slightly, bringing both hands up to cup
the screen, trying to hide it from prying eyes. For a few seconds, her eyes
remained fixed on the phone, then she rammed it into her bag and started to
look around. Her hands stroked hard up and down her bare thighs as her neck
strained from side to side. Not gaining any instant result, her movements
became quicker and more tense. I curled my lips into my mouth to suppress a
smile, then turned my back. She was going to have to find me. I looked down
at my phone and watched the seconds tick by, not sure whether she was going
to come over to me or just text me back. Thirty seconds. Sixty seconds. One
minute, thirty seconds. One minute thirty-eight seconds...I felt the touch of
a warm little hand on my arm. "Hey... Katie!" I heard Amy's voice say
quietly, but insistently.I turned and to see her and looked her up and down. Her
head was tilted down slightly, her face framed by her blonde hair, but her
eyes looked up at me. I could see she was grinning. Her cheeks were pink and
her left foot was tiptoed, making a pivot for her leg as it swung from side
to side."Hey naughty," I said. I'm sure our friends heard what I said, but
I thought it would just fly under the radar as just part of my normal
banter, "let's go for a chat!""Yep... ok... cool!" she said, bobbing up and
down slightly, gigging and awkwardly brushing her hair from her face.I grasped
her hand and led her into the next room where there were some little alcove
seats along the wall. It wasn't perfect, but none of our friends were in
that room, an alcove granted us an extra degree of privacy. We sat down next to
each other, our naked thighs touching.Amy exhaled, ran her hands down her
dress, gripped the hem, then shuddered."It's really difficult to breathe
when you send me texts like that... Mistress" she said,.I grinned at her. "Are
your little panties getting all wet?" I said in a teasing voice.She blushed
deeper, looked down and gripped the hem of her dress a little tighter."
Yes..." she whispered under her breath, "...yes mistress" "Good," I giggled. I
bit my lip and roughly squeezed the beautiful exposed flesh of her upper
thigh. She jumped, her body wriggling under my touch. I held my hand firm. She
closed her eyes and took a few gasps of air. Finally she composed herself
and looked into my eyes, "Can we..." she paused, reddening further, "can
we... play tonight?""Hmm," I mused, maintaining my firm grip on her leg, "
maybe... but the weekend might be better."Her mouth dropped in disappointment. "
Katie!" she exhaled in a high pitched whisper, "that's too long... let's
do something tonight... please... I promise I'll be a good girl for you... a
really good girl... you can do anything you want to me."I stared back into
her eyes, but kept my expression blank. "Katie... please," I gave her
nothing back."You're so... mean!" she said, turning away."I can be meaner," I
said with a grin.She let out a little pant of frustration. Then eyes turned
back to me, and said, "Well... you know I kind of like it when you're
mean... but...""It would be really mean if I just got you all horny then sent you
home on your own.""Katie!" She grabbed my arm, "Please don't do that...
Take me home tonight... What do you want?"I sighed and looked at the ceiling
in contemplation. I wondered what I could actually get her to do. I wasn't
going to do anything dangerous, but she seemed pretty desperate, so I guess I
could dish out a pretty cruel little humiliation if I wanted.Suddenly an
evil thought hit me."Hmm..." I said, "ok, but only if you prove to me what a
little whore you are."She looked at my expectantly. I maintained my silence,
I wanted her to work for my approval.She cracked. "What do you want me to
do?" she asked timidly.I paused for a second, then issued my instructions, "
I want you to go to the bathroom... take your soaked little panties off...
then bring them back to me."She swallowed. Her eyes widened. Her mouth opened
and her expression shifted between what looked like fear, and awe and
excitement. She looked down, inspecting just how short her dress was... and it
was very, very short. She looked back up at me, "I..." her words caught in
her mouth, "I..." I stared right into her eyes."I..."She started rocking
back and forward in tension, screwing her eyes shut.Eventually, she opened her
eyes, "ok," she said under her breath. "Now," I demanded in a stern voice,
pushing her with my hip. She rose to her feet, visibly trembling. Her face
was burning red; the tips of her ears too; and her chest. She looked at me
helplessly, then at the bathroom door on the other side of the room. She took
a deep breath then shakily walked over to it. The tension seemed like it
was almost crippling her and revealed itself in every single one of her
movements, until she reached the door, and jumped inside.I squeezed my thighs
together feeling my pussy begin to swell and moisten. Poor little Amy, I was
really putting her through her paces. I can only imagine how much her emotions
must have been churning.I watched the door intently, waiting for her to
emerge. It was a few minutes before she did. Maybe there was a queue, or maybe
she needed to give herself a pep talk, I don't know. As she slowly sneaked
out. I could just about make out a piece of pale pink fabric clumped up
tightly in one of her fists. Her other hand tugged down the hem of her little
dress, I guess in terror that it might ride up. Her face was still burning red.
She looked to see whether the coast was clear, then scurried over to me and
discreetly pushed her panties into my hand. I could feel that they were
saturated with her warm juices. "Slut," I giggled. She quickly sat down next to
me. Her body was shaking. She crossed her legs tightly, gripped the hem of
her dress and pulled down. "Can we go now Mistress?" she whispered."Let me
finish my drink first!"She quietly roared in frustration. I chuckled,
enjoying squeezing the wet fabric between my hand, then bringing it up to my nose
to take in a heady breath, "Mmm," I purred, "humiliation excites you, doesn'
t it?""yes mistress.""Well I can think of lots of delicious little
humiliations that I'd like to dish out on you," I said.She wailed."Would you like
to hear some?"She didn't answer, she just bit her lip and stared up at the
ceiling, breathing heavily. I decided to continue anyway."Do you remember
what everyone did to Jane for her last birthday?" I said, drawing myself
close to her, "You know... grabbed her... pinned her down... carried her into
the next room... then use cling-film to wrap her poor little body a chair..."
Amy screwed her eyes shut, "Katie..." she squealed."She begged everyone to
let her go... but they all just laughed at her... and then they all went into
the next room and continue to party, didn't they?" I said.Then I released
a little giggle."Maybe I'd suggest that everyone does that to you for your
birthday... it's coming up soon isn't it... I'd get everyone to grab you...
and force you onto the chair... and cling-film wrap you to it... with your
ankles tied to the chair legs... spread out wide... like a filthy...
little... whore"I pushed my mouth right up to her ear, "then we'd leave you
there... struggling..."Amy's teeth clenched and her knuckles almost went white
with tension as they clamped down even tighter onto the hem of her tiny dress."
I'd be nice though..." I chuckled sarcastically, "I'd keep coming in to `
check' on you... like a good little friend... but..."I paused."When I'd
see you all helpless... and spread-out... I know I'd just make you want to
suffer... I wouldn't be able to help it...""You'd hear me walk behind you...
and every single one of your nerve endings would fizzle with anticipation...
then you'd feel my lips touch your bare shoulder... and you'd jump... then
you'd feel me kiss... and nibble... all the way along your shoulder to your
neck... until you'd shudder and wail...""You'd have to keep it quiet
though... or everyone would hear you getting played with..."I let out another
giggle. Amy tucked her head into her body. I could see her thigh muscles start
to squeeze together rhythmically. I looked around to see if anyone was
watching us, but it seemed like we were fine. Then I grinned the most evil grin."
Then you feel me start to run my fingertips all across your exposed skin...
down your arms..." I raked my fingernails down one of her arms, forcing a
wail from her lips."down your torso..."I ran my fingers down her dress."
along your legs..."Amy's body twitched as my fingernails trailed across her
bare skin."Then I'd start to run my fingers up and down your inner thighs...
leaving little trails of fire across your skin... your muscles would tense...
you'd try to close your legs... but you couldn't... you'd be completely at
my mercy... and it would make you feel so horny, wouldn't it?""You'd try
to stop it.... but you'd feel your pussy getting hotter... and wetter..."
Amy squealed through her clenched teeth. "Katie... I can't take this...""You'
d be aching for me to play with you wouldn't you... I'd make you feel so
fucking horny you couldn't stand it...""Maybe I'd even slip my fingers
inside your panties... and start to play with your wet little pussy... running
my fingers through your swollen... wet... lips...""I'd slowly swirl my
fingers around and around your hard little clit... I'd tease you until you were
moaning... tease you until you were dribbling all down your thighs...""And
as I'd play with you... you'd feel yourself getting hornier and hornier...
you'd start to gasp and moan... and you'd start to feel an orgasm building
deep inside of you... wouldn't you?""You'd struggle... but each time you
feel my fingers rub around your clit... you'd feel yourself getting closer and
closer to cumming... I'd tease you until you were right on the fucking
edge..."I paused."Then I'd leave you there..."A tortured wail left Amy's lips.
Her crossed thighs pumped hard and fast... the foot of her top leg jiggled."
You'd be squirming so fucking badly wouldn't you... but you wouldn't be
able to do anything about it... I'd just leave you there as you wriggled...
and struggled... like a helpless... little... bitch.""And I'd do it over and
over... I'd keep coming back... and you'd feel your pussy getting hotter
and hotter... wetter and wetter... you'd feel like you were going to
explode... you'd feel you were just on the edge of cumming... you'd almost feel your
body start to shake..."Amy started to pant loudly, her body starting to
rock back and forth as her foot continued to pump... "Katie... I... fuck...
Katie... I'm going to..." her voice trailed off."Then I'd just stand in front
of you... with my hands on my hips... grinning at you... as you'd feel
yourself hover on the edge of orgasm... and you'd beg... you'd beg me to make
you cum... right there... whilst you were wrapped up... and your friends
partied in the next room... you'd beg me to play with you so you start to cum...
""Katie... please...""You'd beg me to make you shake and shudder as you
feel your orgasm explode inside you... beg me to make you cum, hard, now.""
Katie..." Amy inhaled... then inhaled deeper... then inhaled deeper still. Her
hips thrust up off the seat. Her thighs clenched hard. Then she came. And
her body started to buck and judder right there in the club. She gripping her
hem of her dress like her life depended on it. "Cum like a little slut," I
rasped, "cum like I own your horny little pussy..."She started to shake
harder. Wailing."And your body just wants to keep on cumming, doesn't it? The
waves of pleasure just keep flowing through you.... and it feels so fucking
good... it goes on and on... pulsing through you... over and over..."I
started to giggle, looking around to see whether anyone was watching. Nobody
was. Fucking hell! How had I gotten away with that?Amy started taking deep
breaths, as she continued to tremble."Look at me," I demanded.Amy's awestruck
eyes locked on to mine. Her jaw hung open, but no words left her lips. She
just panted as she trembled."Now we're going home," I said.Her eyes started
to roll around."Katie... what... the... hell... just... happened...""You
know what happened." I said with a smile. "You came. Whore!""Katie... fuck...
I'm so wet...""I bet, do you need to get yourself cleaned up?"She
nodded.I reached into my bag and threw her some tissues. "If anyone asks, you split
your drink," I said."Hurry up," I said, as I dragged my whimpering little
friend out of the club. I held her bag and my own as she seemed unable to
focus.My mind quickly zipped over the options to get back to my room. There
were two ways: one via the main streets, which is more direct; the other via a
few quieter residential streets. I selected the residential route. It would
take a few more minutes, but it would be less likely we'd be seen. "This
way," I hissed.Amy nodded, then clumsily scuttled after me. Her body was
still quivering. Her breathing still heavy, and punctuated by panicky little
wails. I guess being post-orgasmic; being clad in only a tiny piece of fabric;
and being deprived of her panties, had all combined to drive her to the edge
of sanity.She stooped over as she hurried forward, but kept her neck tilted
up so her face pointed straight forward. Her hands gripped the hem on each
side of her little dress, desperately trying to stop it from riding up and
exposing her soaked little pussy. Seemingly fixated on reaching the safety of
my room, her teeth were clenched and her eyes were locked forward,
resolutely avoiding the bemused stares the occasional passer-by. The way she tugged
at the fabric of her dress made it mould tightly to the delicious mounds of
her ass. I knew it was cruel, but couldn't help but turn her suffering up a
notch. Although the streets weren't completely empty, there were frequent
lengthy gaps between us and anyone else. I decided to warm her ass up with a
good firm swat of my hand.* SWAT-She jumped and yelped, "Fucking hell!
Katieeeee!""You don't say, `Katie', you say `Thank you Mistress'" I rasped.For
a second she froze. She looked at me and indignation snapped over her
face.I put my hands on my hips and held her stare. As I glared at her, her
breathing became quicker, her shaking became harder. Her eyes flicked down to the
floor. "thank you mistress," she whispered, just on the edge of audibility.
"I can't hear you," I goaded back.Her face flushed red. Her face quickly
snapped from side to side. There was nobody around for about 100 meters. Her
gaze met mine, "Thank you Mistress," she said again, slightly louder."Good
girl," I grinned back at her. Then I reached behind her and swatted her ass
again. She yelped. Then composed herself. Then breathed, "Thank you Mistress!
"We resumed our walk, but whenever a gap opened up, I gave her butt cheeks
a reminder who was boss. Maybe one spank if the gap was small. Maybe more if
the gap was bigger.As we got closer we got to our halls, I couldn't help
but whisper dirty things into her ear as I dished out my punishment."Horny
little slut, aren't you?" I teased.* SWAT-"Yes Mistress... Thank you
mistress...""You'll soon be on your knees, begging won't you?"* SWAT-"Yes
Mistress.... Thank you Mistress...""Then you'll start cumming all over my bed, won'
t you?"* SWAT-"yes... mistress! thank you... mistress."As this continued,
I noticed that her voice had become quieter and she had started to tremble
more and more. She had also started to slow down and was taking tiny little
steps with her legs close together. I looked up and down her body slightly
puzzled. Then I saw it. A wide grin spread across my face. The insides of her
thighs were glistening with wetness."Getting wet again are we?" I teased."
Mis..tress..." Amy stuttered, "I... think... I'm... gonna... cum!"I swatted
her ass again. I hit hard and clean. She yelped and danced on the spot, all
the time tugging at the hem of her little dress."Thank you... Mistress!"
she squealed, "but no... really.... I'm on the edge! I don't wanna cum...
not here... someone will see us...""Keep walking," I said, a plan rapidly
developing in my mind. We were virtually home. We were walking down the path
almost next to the side of our block. I say almost next to the block, because
there's a row of trees and bushes, separating the building from the path.
There's also a little gap between the bushes and the building.I swatted her
again as she shuffled forward, her trembling becoming ever more forceful. "It
sends a tingle right to the end of your clit when I spank you, doesn't it?"
I said."yes mistress... thank you mistress..." she squeaked.I swatted her
again.Her knees buckled and she breathed heavily "thank... you... mistress""
Now get behind that bush!" I ordered."Whaaa?" she murmured."Here," I
said, grabbing her hand, and dragging her through a little gap in the hedge. She
stumbled through the foliage, then I pressed her up against the wall,
pinning her hands either side of her. I stared into her terror-filled blue eyes.
Through our clothes, I could feel every shake of her body. Slowly, I pushed
one of my thighs forward between her legs, then started to raise it up her
slippery skin, all the way to her crotch. The hem of her dress rose up and I
grinned as I pressed up to her hot, soaked pussy lips.She whimpered
breathlessly, "Katie... we can't do this!"But her words clearly meant nothing; she
was too horny. She started to grind her slick little snatch into my leg."We
can't!" she repeated, but she didn't stop grinding."There's nobody about,"
 I replied."What if people hear... there are rooms just above us... I'm
gonna cum... I know I'm gonna cum... I can't stop it... Katie... they're
gonna hear us... oh God!" "Here," I said, releasing her arms, reaching into my
handbag, and dragging out her used cotton panties, still soaked with her
juices, "bite down on these." A look of utter humiliation flashed over her
face and her jaw dropped. I used the opportunity to slowly push her the
knickers into her mouth. Her eyes widened even further, but her hips pressed
against me even harder and faster. She bit down.I re-pined her wrists. Little
muffled moans and wails emanated from her stuffed mouth. Tears started to leak
from her eyes."You're going to cum for me like a little bitch, aren't you?"
I whispered into her ear."Ugh!" she squealed and nodded, "Ugh... ugh...
ugh..." "You're going to cum, with your panties stuffed in your mouth like a
filthy little slave girl.."At that her fists bunched. Her head tilted back.
Her spine arched. Her hips pressed into me with force. I could tell she was
going over the edge."Cum for me," I rasped."
Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" she wailed and her body started to shudder violently. I kept my
thigh pressed firmly against her crotch and she kept on gyrating all over it
as she shook. Her own leg muscles clenched and unclenched as she came. Her
juices flowed over my thigh."Slut," I laughed, as she trembled, "I told you
I was going to ruin you, didn't I?"Her knees started to give way, but I
pressed my body against hers and held her in place as best I could. She was
breathing heavily through her panties, and I thought she could do with some
more air. Careful to keep supporting her, I raised one of my arms and extracted
her panties from her mouth.Through her ragged breaths, some beautiful words
left her lips. "Hurt me," she whimpered, "make me cry."Emboldened, I
raised my hand and started slapping it across her face, gently, but
humiliatingly. She winced, and tears flowed from her eyes."Awww... my little slut needs
it badly, doesn't she?"Her mouth opened wide and her eyes screwed shut. Her
crotch started gyrating against my leg once more."Come with me," I said,
dropping my thigh.I grabbed her by the hand and walked her quickly out of the
bushes and towards the entrance to the building. Thankfully, there was
nobody about. Amy stumbled and blubbered as she walked, barely able to keep
herself upright. Once inside, I carefully helped her up the stairs, ordering her
to grip the handrail for support. My room is on the top floor, and there
are a few flights to navigate.Half way up, on one of the landings I pushed her
up against the wall. "When we get upstairs, I'm going to hurt you," I
rasped into her ear, "I'm going to show you what a submissive little bitch you
really are."Her knees buckled, her body folded, and she clung to the rail
for support. I heard a door open down the corridor, followed by footsteps. "
Come on!" I growled. She straightened herself out, but was visibly trembling. "
Someone might be coming."She wiped her eyes, and we quickly continued up
the stairs. Thankfully, nobody entered the stairwell. Eventually, we reached
the top floor, I grabbed her hand once more and I dragged her right to the
end of my corridor where my room was. I fumbled with my keys and we darted
inside.I flicked on my little bedside lamp, filling the room with a dull orange
glow.Amy stood in the centre of the room sobbing gently.I strode back
towards her, the started to circle her, slowly."Strip," I ordered.In a flash she
pulled off her dress and unclipped her strapless bra, releasing her
breasts. "Shoes too," I said.She bent down and unfastened her cream kitten heels
and threw them in the corner.I could barely get over how hot she looked
naked: her slim waist, her large, perky, gravity-defying tits, her silky smooth
legs, it was all so delicious. I wanted to touch and lick and kiss every inch
of her. Her gorgeous blonde ringlets still had little leaves in them after
our trip through the hedge. And her eyes were wide and wet, with little
streaks of mascara down her cheeks. Her pussy and inner thighs were as slick as
ever with her juices."hurt me," she whispered, tears still running down her
cheeks, "dominate me... use me like a whore... ruin me!"She was getting
lost in her own submission. I recognized the feeling. I've been there too. It'
s maddening, irresistible, intoxicating and all consuming. I was going to
give her what she wanted, but I had to be responsible."Do you remember your
safe word?" I asked, sternly."yes," she sniveled and wiping her tears on the
back of her hand."What is it?" I said, needing to be sure that she
remembered it."red..." she stuttered, "and... yellow... if I'm getting close to
my limits.""Good girl," I said, then added, "are you close to using it now?
""no," she whimpered, "I want this... ruin me..."I believed her. I
recognized where she was at. And I smiled. But I wasn't going to get reckless. I
wasn't going to dish out heavy pain, and besides, that isn't really my thing.
But I couldn't wait to push her just a little bit further into the
submission that she clearly craved."Very well," I said with a big evil grin on my
face, "now go and stand against the wall. Spread your legs and put your hands
behind your back.""yes mistress," she whispered, then awkwardly padded to
the side of the room. She pressed her tits against the wall; shuffled her
legs wide; and clasped her hands behind her. "Good girl," I said.I went over
to my bed and pulled out my box of tricks from beneath it. I extracted a
black satin blindfold and a pair of soft, leather handcuffs. Her body shifted
slightly and she took a deep inhalation as she heard my presence behind her. "
Katie..." she whispered as I wrapped the cuffs around her wrists and
secured the buckle, just tight enough to prevent escape, "oh Katie..."I didn't
mind that she didn't always call me Mistress. Using my name was just as
beautiful, perhaps more so. It let me know that, in her mind, she was submitting
to me and not just to the abstract concept.I gently pulled her blindfold over
her eyes. No words escaped her lips this time, just desperate wail. I'd
left her completely helpless and vulnerable, and she knew it and there was
absolutely nothing she could do about it. The poor girl looked as gorgeous from
behind as she did from the front. Her toned legs; the delicious curve of her
waist to her hip; and the smooth, pale skin of her back: it was all so very
beautiful. However, it was her arousal, combined with the degradation of
her predicament that really got me. The way her tits pressed against the wall
as she sobbed; the way I could see the glistening wet lips of her pussy
hanging down between her thighs; and the way her firm little butt cheeks stung
with bright pink hand-marks: it all served to inflame me with an evil, hungry
passion. I slowly paced up and down behind her, allowing my desire to
build. With deliberate precision, each footstep of my heeled boot clicked loudly
on the tiled wooden floor. Amy gasped and jumped every single time, only
inciting me to step harder and louder.I finally stopped right behind her and
pressed my body against hers. She whimpered. "You're so screwed..." I
whispered cruelly, "you're going to be a pitiful little wreck by the time I'm done
with you."I bunched up her blonde hair in one of my hands and pulled her
head back. Then I ran my nose along from her shoulder to the nape of her neck
drinking in her the sweet, natural, musky scent of her body. Her body
twitched and her legs jumped. "Mmmmmm," I breathed, "you smell so fucking good, I
just wanna fucking ruin you."She whimpered.I reached in front of her with
one hand and started to grab her firm tits roughly. Then I dragged my nose
across her again. And again. Each time inhaling deeper and louder, "MMMMMMMMMM,
" I growled, loosing myself to my animalistic passions, "Hot. Little.
Bitch." Then I cracked my hand down onto her helplessly exposed ass. She
squealed and her legs sagged. I shifted my arm around her waist to keep her upright.
"Oh Katie... KATIE... KATIE!" she shrieked.With my free hand I unleashed
on her. Slapping down spank after spank. Her little toes curled; her
immobilized hands bunched into fists. Her butt morphed from pink to red. She was
wheezing; wailing and blubbering. As I humiliated her, she pressed her hips
against her wall. I could feel her start to gyrate."Oh... trying to get
yourself off on the fucking wall are you?" I rasped, "Filthy. Little. Whore." I
punctuated each word with another hard spank. Tears flowed from underneath her
blindfold, but she didn't stop grinding. Whether she could get any friction
or not, she gasped with so much tension in her breath that I guessed she
was close to cumming. My hand around her waist shot down hand shot down
between her legs. She was hot and wet, absolutely leaking juices. I began to
rotate my fingers around her clit; firm and fast. Another taut gasp left her
lips. Then another, then another. I pressed my body against hers to keep her
upright. Her back arched. Her thigh muscles started clenching and un-clenching.
I gave her big, hard spank on the ass."Cum for me," I growled. Climax hit
her. Powerful tremors of pleasure hammered through her body. I unleashed a
few more spanks. Her legs almost gave way entirely. She was twitching and
shaking uncontrollably."Oh, don't think I'm fucking done with you yet," I
rasped in her ear as she continued to cum, "I'm not going to be done with you
until you're a wreck on the floor."I reached down a little further and
slipped a couple of my fingers inside her soaked orgasmic pussy. Then I started
pulsing them, hard, against the little rough patch of her g-spot. Her
muscles clamped down on me like a vice."Ugh... ugh... ugh... ugh..." she wailed
over and over as I pressed.She was sagging down the wall. Her thigh muscles
clenching and un-clenching powerfully and rhythmically."You're gonna cum for
me again aren't you?" I growled, "You're gonna cum against the wall like
a filthy little slut."It was too much for her.Her body went taut. "
Uuuuuuuuuuggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhh!"Then I felt an explosion of liquid.Her pussy
squirted everywhere. Splashing my hand, the walls, her thighs and the
floor.Her muscles convulsed. She lost all control over herself and I could barely
support her. I eased her down onto the floor. She continued to shake
violently. I cradled her sweating naked body in my lap as she gently moaned, and
quivered and sobbed.I quickly unbuckled her handcuffs and slipped off her
blindfold, suddenly feeling an urge to protect her. I stroked my hands through
her hair. "You are so beautiful," I murmured to her, "... and lovely... and
kind..."She didn't say anything, but she shakily wrapped her arms around me
and gripped hard. I continued to stroke her hair and I leaned down and
gently kissed her cheek, "I'll look after you," I whispered.I was sitting in a
damp puddle of her juices and I was immeasurably horny; however, I was going
to give her as long as she needed to recover. We stayed like that for a
considerable amount of time, her head resting on my chest. Every so often her
body would twitch.After what seemed like an age, she wiped her eyes, lifted
her head, and looked up at me. Under her mascara streaked cheeks, the
biggest, happiest grin spread across her face. "Oh, Katie... Katie... Katie!" she
sighed, her eyes sparkled for a second before she slumped head back down.
Her eyes closed but she continued to smile, and then started to giggle.I held
her tighter and kissed her cheek once more. "You are my favorite naughty
girl," I said.We both started giggling."I love being your naughty girl!" she
whispered breathlessly.A fresh surge of arousal flooded through me. "I know,"
 I grinned, "Now get up."She shifted herself onto her knees, but she
seemed to be unable to stand. I didn't care. I wanted her on her knees anyway.I
lifted myself off the floor, moved over to my bed, and sat on the edge. I
reached between my legs and pulled down my knickers and threw them into the
corner."Here," I ordered, clicking my fingers and pointing to the floor
directly in front of me.I pulled the hem of my dress up to my waist and spread my
legs, revealing my own wet pussy. I needed to get off and she was going to
give me exactly what I wanted. She bit her lip. Then with a eager glint in
her eye she shakily crawled over to me, shaking her hips like a little
kitten.... an exhausted little kitten."Ok naughty," I said, "you're gonna get me
off, and I'm gonna teach you exactly how to do it properly."Last time we
had played, she'd brought me off more than once, but I could tell it was her
first time with a girl. Despite her wonderful eagerness, she needed a fuller
education and I was going to give it to her."Yes mistress," Amy nodded
excitedly. "Ok, sometimes I'll want you to take your time and take me on a long
journey of different sensations, but tonight, we're gonna do this nice and
quick.""Yes mistress.""Ok, first I want you to lick my pussy all over with
your tongue and get it even wetter.""Yes mistress," Amy said.I screwed my
eyes shut and groaned as I felt her wet tongue on my swollen pussy lips. "
Good girl!" I squealed."Now, gently... very gently... suck my pussy lips into
your mouth,"She complied. I wailed in ecstasy. Pleasure flooded through me.
I arched my head back, reveling in the divine sensation. "Now... dart your
tongue in and out of my slit."I gripped the bed sheets as I felt her enter
me and clamped my thighs around her face, "Good girl!" I squealed, "Very
good girl!"It felt so delicious that it was almost unbearable. I grabbed her
hair and pulled her head back, then looked straight into her eyes. "In a
minute you're going to lick my clit," I said, "and when you're on your knees
like that, just flick my clit up and down with your tongue. Be firm. Be
consistent. Don't vary your rhythm. Don't start messing about trying to do the
alphabet or any shit like that. Just keep going, up and down. Even if your
fucking tongue gets tired, you're just going to keep on going. You're gonna
get me off. Understand?"I knew it wasn't going to take me long to get off,
after spending the evening watching her suffer, I was so close already;
however, I knew I needed to instill the right attitude."Yes Mistress!" she
exclaimed."But first, I want to show you who's boss," then grabbed the back of
her head and pushed it between my legs, gyrated my pussy, and smeared my
juices all of her pretty fucking face. Then I pulled her hair back again. Her jaw
was dropped and her eyes wide. Her face was flushed with humiliation."Now
lick," I ordered, pushing her face back between my legs.Quickly her tongue
flicked against my clit. Waves of pleasure surged through my entire body. I
screwed my eyes shut and everything from earlier in the evening flooded back
to me: how beautiful she had looked when I first saw her in her little sun
dress; how powerful I'd felt when I'd winked at her; how I'd made her take
her panties off; how I'd tease her with my words until she was bucking and
gyrating in her seat; how I'd made her squirt up against the fucking wall of my
room. I didn't have a favorite. It was all so good. But my mind fixed of
the image of her in the club. Sitting next to me as I whispered dirty things
in her ear. Clamping her legs together. Thrusting her hips. Gripping the hem
of her dress.It was too much for me I was powering up the hill, all the way
to orgasm. My thighs clamped around Amy's head."Make... me... cum!" I
roared, as I felt myself approach the crest. My neck arched back. Then I wailed
as I went over the edge.My body started to shake."Lick me!" I shouted, "lick
me, lick me, lick me.."I exploded into a world of incandescent pleasure.
Wave after wave of orgasm hit me. And I rode Amy out, grinding my crotch
against her tongue. Finally, I looked down at her and grinned. "Oh God!" I
wailed, "You. Are. Such. A. Good. Little. Girl!"Amy's face emerged, slick with
my juices, panting slightly, but smiling cutely."Did you like that Mistress?"
 she asked impishly."Amy... that was... delicious," I said, in a happy
daze. "You're definitely going to do that again!""I like servicing you,
Mistress!" Amy said, smiling a triumphant little smile, clearly proud of what she
had just done."Now come here," I said. I got up onto the bed properly and
lay down. Then I patted the sheets next to me. Amy shakily crawled up and we
kissed. I suddenly realised that was our first proper kiss of the whole
evening. I took my time to savor her soft lips and run my hand across her
smooth skin as I came down from my orgasm."I'm broken," Amy giggled, "but I
still feel so horny.""Yeah," I replied, "me too.

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