After Hours Part Six
Written By Mistress Erica
copyright 2003 Mistress Erica
 
 
"Thank you, dearest," Erica cooed tenderly, shifting a bit as She sat down in the 
chair barb had just vacated... the plug in Her ass was a bit uncomfortable, but it 
was also stirring Her Dommely passions to a burning throttle force She hadn't felt 
in quite some time. 
"OHHH...oh My..." Erica said then, "I seem to have lost My panties!" She 
discreetly tugged at the hem of her very short leather skirt. Mel's face turned red 
as a beet. "Barbara, be a dear and loan Me yours," Erica said then coolly. 
Barbara stiffened, but she proceeded to step out of her panties without a word of 
protest, leaving them on the floor. barbara felt her heart pounding like a 
jackhammer. She dared not speak nor take her eyes from the glittering hazel 
gaze of her Lover.  
 
"Oh now, baby where are your manners!!" Erica murmured, Her voice so soft the 
two men could barely hear. "Get down on your knees, pet, and retrieve those like 
the good lil bitch I know you are." 
Larry's eyes went wide as saucers and Mel drank down his Dewar's in one gulp. 
Erica noted Larry's quite sizeable erection bulging in his tight denim jeans, his 
grimy fingernails clicking now nervously on the small table as he watched, 
cigarette ash burned down at least an inch. 
 
Knowing full well what would happen, barbara obeyed, getting on her hands and 
knees, bending down to pick up the bikinis in her mouth and in the process, her 
skirt hiking up - exposing her sexy bare ass completely to the table. She froze as 
the entire bar went silent, deathly still...  
 
Oh FUCKING GODDDDD she screamed in her mind... her reddened face hidden 
as she dropped the panties in her nervousness and paused to bend down again, 
forced once more to pick them up in her mouth like a dog. 
"MMMMm MMMM, such a lovely bottom, don't you think, Larry?" Erica asked, 
standing from Her chair and walking over to the pool rack, lifting a cuestick from 
the array stored there and turning around. "LARRY" Erica said crisply. "Baby 
you're drooling..." 
 
At that the whole bar erupted in a wild, giddy laughter such as  
barbara had never heard... it made the hair on the back of her neck stand on 
end. "Give Me her drink, Mel," Erica said kindly. "I think barbie's thirsty." She took 
a sip Herself first. Frowned. "Hell no," She laughed. "My baby needs a DRINK, 
not this shirley temple shit" Five drinks or more were suddenly within arms reach 
and Erica accepted the biggest one.... smelled it, smiling. "Rum! yes this is 
perfect, thank you." 
 
Set it on the floor before barbara's bowed head. "Look at Me, honey," Erica said 
softly. When barbara's face finally raised Erica felt Her heart melting.. and Her 
pussy throbbing hotly at the sight of Her fukktoy's tearstained crimson cheeks... 
her eyes shining with shame... and animal lust that Erica could not resist. "Drink 
up, lil bitch," She said, nudging the glass forward with her shoe. "then come sit in 
My lap."  
 
barbara immediately began to lap at the drink as Erica walked around toward the 
table, still carrying the cuestick... pausing just behind barbara.. Erica glanced 
once around the small, crowded bar... all eyes were riveted on them of course... 
She leaned down then and before barb knew what was happening, slapped her 
soundly on the ass with Her open hand.... the sound cracked through the room 
loudly and quite a few of the women gasped out loud... 
"JESUS H CHRIST" Mel breathed.... standing. "NOW LOOK, Miss... you can't" 
 
"NO MEL," barbara said, finally speaking, kneeling upright with her panties in her 
mouth, rum soaked as they were and dripping down the front of her sexy silk 
blouse... her voluptuous titties jiggling madly with each heaving breath as she 
struggled to maintain her composure. 
She stood then, gracefully if that was possible, smiling and ignoring everyone 
else in the room but Erica... keeping her eyes fixed on that of her Lover... her 
Goddess... wanting more than anything to feel Her probing fingers shoving deep 
inside her aching wet pussy... her eyes fell on the cuestick Erica was holding 
then... 
 
and she actually groaned aloud.... 
 
Erica smiled sweetly, completely understanding, sliding the cuestick casually 
back and forth in her hand and inspecting the thick rounded handle at one end as 
She took Her seat. "You may come here now, lil fukktoy," Erica said softly. Barb 
came immediately, standing before her beloved Mistress with drenched panties 
in her mouth, her long legs spread wide apart, her hands behind her back in 
complete submission. 
 
"Tell him, pet," Erica said, glancing at Mel reassuringly.