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Donna's Black Mistress
By
Jan
When other girls were finding out what they could do with boys Donna was finding out that she had a need to be told what to do by stronger women. It was not enough to just have sex with other girls and women. She had to be made to do things against her will in order to be fully satisfied with the experience.
The first time she had sex with a girlfriend she knew that she never would yearn for a man to touch her but she also discovered that she wanted to be dominated by her partner. Her mother wanted the best education for her and sent her to a Catholic Parochial School. The discipline she encountered there suited her just fine. The nuns were quick to discipline unrepentant girls. The first time Donna was sent to the mother superior's office for misconduct and was subjected to a caning on her panties she was brought to tears quickly and as she left the office rubbing her behind she found that her panties were wet and her pussy was throbbing. She felt the moisture and smelled her fingers. The moisture was not pee and it carried an aroma that she had only encountered after finger fucking her self. She knew she had climaxed from just being whipped.
After that day she began to look for ways to be punished. She was not rebellious enough to really anger the mother superior enough to kick her out of school. She would just do things like keeping one of her uniform skirts far to short. That way she could ensure a trip to the office at least one day a week.
When she graduated from high school she made the move to Ann Arbor, Michigan to go to collage. She had a couple of romances with fellow students and professors. They did not last long because the other women didn't understand her desire to be punished and humiliated. Some were repulsed by her desires.
When she graduated she found a job in the area and set up housekeeping there. She began frequenting lesbian bars in the area too. When she was 23-years-old she got an idea and retrieved one of her high school uniforms. It was the one she used to get herself punished. She folded the hem up one more time to insure that plenty of her upper leg was visible and tacked it up before heading for the bar.
When she entered she drew plenty of attention and was being felt up constantly but none of the women seemed to understand her desire. That is until a big black woman came in. Donna saw enter right away.
The woman was tall and judging by her size she must wear a size 14 dress. Her massive breasts were matched by the size of her behind and thighs. Her hair was straightened and colored a brick red and her thick lips were covered with a matching lipstick. She was dressed very fashionably and colorfully to say the least.
When the woman saw her she approached and stood there in front of Donna with her hands on her hips. "If you were in my school I would just have to warm your ass for dress code violations."
That was just what Donna wanted to hear. She slipped her arm through her arm and sidled up next to her and said, "Promises...Promises!"
The black woman gave her a big toothy grin. Her gums looked so red next to her dark skin. They left the bar without another word. On the ride home in the woman's car she introduced herself as Melody and Donna told her what her name was.
They drove to an old part of town. The homes were well restored to past glory but it was now a black community. Melody pulled her car along side the house on the concrete ribbon driveway. They got out of the car and entered the side door. The wood was old and dark. The hard wood floors were freshly finished and looked great. The area carpet in the parlor was a Turkish rug that looked like it may have been an original but it was in perfect shape. The furniture looked like it was as old as the house. It was far too formal to be comfortable to sit on. The love seat and chairs had straight backs and the padding looked thin. The upholstery was thick as the rug and had large floral designs.
Melody removed her coat and took Donna's and hung them in the hall closet. She offered Donna a drink and told her to have a seat while she made them. She opened a side board and mixed drinks for them. Then she came to the love seat and sat down and patted the seat next to her.
Donna stood up and moved from the chair to the love seat and sat next to the black woman. She took her drink and sipped it for a taste. It was strong but she needed it because she was so sexually stimulated at the thought that this woman may understand her sexual desires.
Melody was looking her up and down. The skirt was so short that it rode up her lap until Melody could see the white of her panties. That pleased her and she smiled. "I take it that you are looking for a mistress that will see to your proper education."
Donna beamed like a school girl. "I do need a firm guiding hand."
Melody placed her big hand on the back of Donna's neck and pulled her close. The grip she had on her neck was painful but Donna didn't complain. She went limp when the woman kissed her.
Melody gripped Donna's breast through her white blouse and bra. After pinching the nipple until Donna moaned she stuffed her big hand into Donna's panties and felt the smooth skin of her shaved vulva. He was not gentle about stuffing her finger into Donna's wet pussy. Then she pulled her hand out of the panties and smelled her finger. "Mmmmm sweetie I can see that you ready to be used.
She stood up and finished her drink before extending her hand to Donna. Donna took one more sip of her drink and took her hand. They placed their glasses on the cocktail table and Donna followed the woman to her bedroom on the second floor.
Melody excused herself and went into the walk in closet. Donna stood there wondering what to expect. She was looking around the room at the way it was furnished. Everything about this house spoke of the elegance of the way of living from the 1890's to the 1920's.
When the closet door opened Melody was standing there with her legs spread and hands on hips. She had on a black merry widow corset. Her large brown breasts were spilling over the top. Donna saw that her areolas were as big coasters and were the color of rich chocolate brown. The corset had garter straps holding up nylons. The straps were cutting into her large round hips. She had on lace up boots with platform soles that added at least two inches to her height. The laces were not pulled up tightly.
She pointed to her boots and told Donna to lace them up tightly. Donna knelt in front of her and pulled the laces up as tight as she could and tied bows in them. The position she was in put her at eye level with Melody's crotch. This was her first time at seeing the pubic area of a black woman. The pubic hair was as tightly curled as steel wool. When she ran her hand across the hair some broke off and she had little watch spring like hairs resting in her hand. The labia protruding beyond her crack was the same rich brown as her nipples. The smell was strong. No amount of perfume would ever cover up the heady odor of Melody's pussy.
Melody grabbed a handful of Donna's black hair and pulled her to her feet. She went to a drawer and retrieved a couple of items. Donna could not see what they were. Melody held them behind her back when she turned to face Donna.
"I want you to take everything off right now. The quicker you do it the quicker your punishment will be over." Melody said.
Donna pulled on the neck-tie and flung it on the floor. Then she unbuttoned the top two buttons on her blouse and pulled the garment over her head. Two buttons and a zipper was all it took to drop the skirt to the floor. She had the bra unhooked and falling off of her small breasts just as quickly. The high rise panties were next. Then she used her toe to remove her oxford shoes and she lifted one foot at a time to remove her Bobby socks.
When she was totally naked she stood there in front of the black woman and trembled as the older woman evaluated her figure. Her skin was pale from not getting into the sun much, and it served to make her shoulder length black hair look darker. Her green eyes gave her an evil look. The breasts sagged a little stretching the areolas into an egg shape not larger than a medium sized egg. The nipples were average sized with dimples in them. As Melody had already found out her vulva was shaved clean. It gave her pussy a youthful look. The long legs were in pretty good shape.
Melody came close and pinched a nipple. The she produced a thick dog collar from behind her back. It was a thick leather belt at least three inches wide with steel studs around the belt. She told Donna from now on when you are in my house the only thing you may have on is this collar. She placed it around her neck and buckled it tightly. She put the end of the belt through the D ring. Then she showed Donna the metal tag that read "Property of Lady Melody". She clipped the tag onto the D ring.
"You will address me as Lady Melody or Mistress from now on, no mater where we are." She commanded.
"Yes Mistress." Donna responded.
Melody returned to her drawer and came back with a chain leash and a leather ridding whip. The butt of the handle had a braded knob. She attached the leash and gave it a tug.
"On your knees and lick my pussy Bitch." Melody said.
Donna fell to the floor and crawled between her thick thighs and clung to the round hips as she licked her first black pussy. As an inducement to work harder Melody spanked her butt with her crop. When she had enough she placed her boot against Donna's breasts and kicked her away.
She walked around her body and squatted down over her head and told her to open wide. When Donna did as she was told Melody lowered her fat ass down and smothered her with her cunt. She racked her crotch against her face. Donna tasted pussy and her nether hole. Finally Melody placed her pussy right over Donna's mouth and started peeing into it.
"Drink every drop or I will skin you alive with my whip Bitch." Melody ordered.
Donna swallowed as fast as she could but some backed up into her nasal cavity and choked her. Melody lifted up and stopped peeing long enough for Donna to catch her breath before squatting back down and finishing peeing into her mouth. When she was done she wiped her pussy on Donna's face. As her reward Melody fucked Donna's pussy with the handle of her riding whip. The rough leather knob rubbed Donna's cunt lips until they were red and swollen but the climax she achieved made it worth the pain.
Donna moved in the next day. It was a thrill for her to be the only white woman in the neighborhood. The other neighbors must have known about Melody because they all gave her suspicious looks. Some of the women even flirted with her. Donna however, was not going to cheat on Melody without her permission.
It was only a few nights later that Melody told her, "Get your leash we are going to a party." Melody said.
Donna gave her a look as if what else should I put on. Melody slapped the side of her face. Donna got her leash and hooked it on her collar. Then as they headed towards the door Melody retrieved their coats. At least she was not going out doors so that the neighbors would see her naked body.
Melody drove them to another part of town and they entered the home of one of Melody's friends. When Melody pulled her coat off Donna was standing in the middle of the hall with nothing on but her collar and leash.
Melody was in her domination uniform and she picked up the leash and led Donna into middle of the party. There were black women everywhere. She was the only white female at the party. The other women were all dressed to the nines. She felt all the more naked being the only woman there sans any covering.
The hostess gave Melody a kiss on the cheek and thanked her for bring along her new slave. Melody kissed the woman on the mouth and asked, "Would you like to be the first to be serviced by my new Bitch?"
The woman did a little dance in front of Donna and when she finished she lifted her dress and showed Donna that she didn't have panties on. Donna knelt in front of her and started sucking her pussy. Melody was holding her leash and gave it a tough to inspire her to greater efforts.
The other women were all howling and hooting. They were shouting nasty things they wanted her to do to the hostess. Once that woman was spent another presented her pussy and ordered Donna to service it as well. She lost count of how many pussies she serviced that night.
The women were a variety of types and sizes. Some were so skinny that when Donnas pressed her mouth against their cunts she bruised her lips against their pubic bones. The ones that were as full figured as Melody practically smothered her with their thick thighs. Some had skin almost as creamy white as her own and some were as black as freshly brewed coffee. The aroma of a variety of perfume and wet pussies filled the house.
Women were kissing each other and feeling breasts as Donna moved between them sucking pussies and finger fucking two at a time. While she was servicing these women she was being violated too.
Some fucked her from behind with dildos in either hole at their pleasure. When she was on her back and a woman was sitting on her face she was being fucked in the good old missionary position. She was not allowed to sleep. The sun was coming up before Melody said her goodbye's to her friends and took Donna home.
Donna's jaw was aching from having it open so long but she managed to suck every tit, pussy and asshole before Melody took her home. Melody made her bend over her lap and suck her pussy as they drove toward her house.
It was Donna's job to clean the house every day when she got home from work and Melody often serviced her pussy when she got home. Melody liked to find her cleaning the tub. That way she could strap on her dildo and fuck her doggie style as she lay over the side of the tub in either the pussy or ass. Whenever they had company it was expected that she would suck the ladies pussies. Donna was in love with Melody. She had found the woman of her dreams.
Then one day when Melody was due home she heard a car in the driveway. She rushed to make her a strong drink and meet her at the door. When the door opened Melody was standing there with her arm around a black man. Melody pulled him into the house because he could not take his eyes off of Donna's naked body.
"This is my husband Bitch he is moving back in. We made up today. You will have to service him too" Melody said.
Before she could say anything Melody grabbed her leash and yanked her to her knees. The man pulled his black cock with the red head out of his pants and stuffed it into her mouth. His prick stiffened and swelled to its full size. She gagged on it but managed suck him off and swallowed his repeated squirts of cum. When he finished, he and Melody retired to her bedroom and Donna didn't see them again.
She knew that there was no way that she could continue playing slave to these two. That night she gathered up a few belongings and fled the house. She showed up on the doorstep of a girl she worked with. When she told her story the girl felt sorry for her and allowed her to move in.
Her host is not gay but she is allowing Donna to live with her until she finds another place to live. Donna is eager to find another mistress just not one with a husband.
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