Lucy Gets Even by Laura S. redhead91382@yahoo.com http://geocities.com/redhead91382
Well, having my young lover with me on a regular basis was certainly a prospect that I would enjoy immensely. I knew that she would have to go back to Connecticut for a short time, just until graduation in June, but I was going to have fun with her until she had to go back at least. I spent every moment with her that I could, dining, shopping, making love at every chance and just generally getting to reknow the girl who was now a woman that I had known all those years before. She had known Mandy well enough to know how bad I was still hurting, and when I needed it, she would comfort me, holding me tightly while I cried. Having her with me made life much better.
One day, she got a funny look in her eyes and I wondered what the little cutie was thinking. I said to her, "I know that look you've got. Something's up and I get the feeling that it's something really naughty."
She grinned an almost evil grin and said, "You know, you left me kind of suddenly without so much as a goodbye three years ago and I have to admit that I still feel the need to get even with you. Not that I want to leave in the middle of the night or anything, but I think that some form of punishment is in order for you missy."
I shivered with the thought of this beautiful young woman "punishing" me for past transgressions. "What do you have in mind?" I asked innocently.
"Oh, I'm not sure yet, but sometime soon you'll find out." She had learned a lot from Mandy and myself in those formative years, so I knew that whatever it was, it would be dastardly. When she was just 15, she was an expert in the Domme ways thanks to her training under us. My mind raced with anticipation.
A couple of days later, she asked me if she could take the car after dropping me off at the office to do some shopping. Of course, because I WAS spoiling her rotten, I said that wouldn't be a problem and handed her the keys. Our ride into town was fun with her driving my car and me just relaxing on the way in. I have to admit, it was nice being driven in for the first time in ages. We reached my office and when I got out, she kissed me goodbye and headed to the shopping district.
At 5:00 precisely, she showed back up at my office to pick me up, the back seat loaded with mysterious looking shopping bags. Usually when we shopped, the bags were all printed with the names of the better stores, but these were unprinted, plain plastic bags. I wondered where she had been, but she merely said "You'll find out soon enough." Another shiver went through me as I remembered her threat.
We reached our home and walked inside. "I'm going to take a bath and change clothing Laura. Want to join me?"
"Silly question. Of course I want to join you. I want to be as close to you as possible every minute." We went into the bathroom and she turned on the water, poured in some bath beads and we undressed. We sat soaking for about a half hour till all the kinks were worked out (all except the important ones that is). Then we toweled off and she told me to go in the bedroom, put on the clothing that she had laid out on the bed and wait for her there.
I walked into the bedroom and was surprised to see only a leather full body harness and a pair of very severe looking heels waiting for me. Now I knew what she had in mind and I dressed in the scanty "clothing", my body quaking in anticipation. The idea of being manipulated and dominated by this younger woman whom I already loved more than was good for me was incredibly exciting. Knowing what I knew she had learned before only made me anticipate it more and I felt the moisture begin to form between my quivering legs. I waited patiently for my beautiful Mistress to come into the room. Fifteen minutes passed and still I waited. She was making me wait until she knew I must be going insane with desire. We had taught her well.
Finally, after an eternity, she stepped into the room, more beautiful and commanding than I had even thought possible. Her strawberry blonde hair was flowing out and falling in ringlets about her shoulders. She was dressed all in black leather from head to foot and it all fit like kidskin gloves. She was wearing a front tying corset, pulled very tightly around her waist with equally tight leather bikinis and a leather garter belt attached to fishnet stockings. On her legs were thigh high black leather boots on six inch heels and two inch platforms up front. She towered over me in those boots and I knew exactly why she had bought them. I waited for the first shoe to drop, acting the perfect slave preparing to service her Mistress.
"Lick my boots slut!" She sneered as she spat the words at me. "Lick them from top to bottom and pay special attention to the soles. I'll tell you when you're finished!" I knelt before her and started licking first the tops right below where her creamy thighs met the leather and worked all around, working lower as I went. The taste and aroma of the leather served to excite me even more. When I neared the bottom of the first boot, I waited for her to raise it from the floor so I could stick my tongue right out to lick the new sole. I was getting so turned on by this whole scene that I'm sure I was dripping. When I finished with the first boot, I moved to the other and started in exactly the same way I had done to the first. "That's a good little slut, do a good job for your Mistress and maybe I'll let you get some enjoyment later," she said to me. The way she spoke the words was more in line with a woman who had been dominating others for more years than she had been alive, but she was SOOOO good at it. I wanted to please her in every way I could, so I kept following her instruction. When she finally told me to stop the licking, I waited for her next order with more anticipation than I had ever experienced with anyone else. "Kneel before me slut, and prepare to be taught how to properly serve your Mistress! Do you understand what I am telling you?"
"Yes Mistress Lucy, I understand and I will serve you to the best of my humble ability. I am your property and will always act as such." The words were more than just words. I found that I actually relished being her slave, submitting fully to this woman child. My excitement continued to grow as she ordered me about.
"You will clean me every day when I rise from the toilet so that I am always refreshed. I'll show you how right now." With that, she grabbed me by the hair and dragged me into the bathroom, where she sat on the toilet and started to let loose a tremendous stream of pee. I could hear it flowing from between her lips and wished that I could be the recipient of that golden liquid. When she finished, she stood up, turned around so that her ass was right in my face and bent over so that her pussy was at my mouth. I stuck out my tongue and licked the droplets that still clung to her, cleansing her until she was satisfied with the results. "Not bad for the first time for a dirty bitch slut like you. Maybe you are trainable after all. I had thought that you might be useless to me, but I see that I may have been wrong." She was good............VERY good. She had remembered everything she had ever seen or been involved in years earlier. She might have been a little better at it than even I was. The pupil had now become the teacher.
"Now clean the other area back there bitch. And do a good job or I'll be forced to discipline you!" I knew that she had just bathed and that it would be clean there anyway, and we had never played at any type of activity involving scat, so I eagerly stuck my tongue into her tight butthole, licking and sucking like my life depended on it. She had the most wonderful taste and smell. I kept at it and pushed as deeply into her as I could, as if I was trying to put my entire self up in there. She moaned and purred as I cleansed her and I felt her shudder once in what must have been a small first mini orgasm. The thing I had always remembered about her was that tiny sound she would make when she came. It was like a kitten mewing and it was incredibly sensual. I wanted to hear that sound again and again. I would do whatever it took to make her sound like that. Once I had finished cleaning her lower regions, she grabbed my hair again and dragged me back to the bedroom. She was being so deliciously evil to me. I waited for the next shoe to drop, aching for more instruction from her.
It didn't take long. "I'm not sure that I like the way you did that in there slut, so I think that maybe you need to be taught a lesson. Bend over and expose your ass to me now!" I did as told and felt a flush in my cheeks as I did. I heard her opening something up and died a thousand small deaths as I waited for the hammer to fall. She came around to my front to show me what she had gotten, and my eyes saw the most evil looking riding crop I had ever seen. "This is going to raise some welts on that slutty ass of your's I'll bet. Don't yell, or I'll double the count that I'm giving you." SMACK! The first hit landed right on it's mark. What delightful pain it was! I cried to myself at how wonderful it felt. I made no sound. SMACK! She landed the second shot on the opposite cheek with more force than the first. "Will you ever leave me again without giving me some explanation?"
"No Mistress, I will never leave you again under any circumstances. I swear it." No lie there. I wanted her forever.
SMACK! "Will you obey my commands from this day forward with no question?"
"Yes Mistress, I will obey your every word always."
SMACK! "Will you accept me as your Mistress and owner?"
"Yes Mistress, I am your property."
SMACK! "And will you service me in every way that I require of you?"
"Yes Mistress, I will service you for all the days that you will have me."
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! It went on for a full 30 minutes and I could have withstood even more for this gorgeous girl. Her commanding demeanor was more than I could ever hope for. I knew that someday in the near future, she would also allow us to turn the tables and play the sub to my Domme so I lived with every moment of the delicious torture that she was giving me. The beauty of the switch lifestyle was that each partner had a little of both in them so that things never got boring.
I took the luscious beating she was giving me and loved every minute of it. When she stopped the whipping, she turned and said, "Now, pleasure me you little whore. Make me cum and then clean me again."
I had waited for this moment. I placed my head between her legs and very lightly nibbled at her clit. She started to moan like she had before. I teased her lips, she moaned louder. I ran my tongue along the insides of her legs and she quivered. I worked my way lower along her calves and she trembled. I slid my tongue back up to just tease the lips of her pussy again and she started to shake. I knew my little girl, even if she WAS my Mistress for now. I knew JUST how to get her to the point where she would explode and give that plaintive little sound I loved so much.
I let my tongue touch the lips of her vulva and she grabbed my head to push it hard against her. In plunged my tongue, bathing the lips, clit and inner portions of her pussy. I licked mercilessly, bathing her entire erotic area in my spittle. She was dripping by now and I knew it would only be short moments before she let go. I swirled my tongue over her clitoris again waiting for just the right moment to place my fingers inside her. There it was..........the sound that started in her throat just before she gives up everything. I plunged two fingers deep inside her and she blasted off in a crushing, mewing orgasm. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh myyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD," came from her like a wail. A siren would have been quieter. I waited till her orgasm subsided before I stopped entirely and then sat up on the bed, grinning at her like the cat that had swallowed the canary. I knew the game was over for now and that the next order of business was to get my own orgasm going. I knew she would take care of that quickly.