Sarah's Bisexual Awakening (F/F, D/s, BD, Spanking. Humiliation, Exhibitionism, Toys, Consensual) by Sarah the Lioness 2004 ================================================================================ Sarah's Bisexual Awakening Chapter 1 - Voyage into lesbian sex, bondage and discipline ================================================================================ For the past couple of years I had been getting progressively more curious about what it would be like to have sex with another woman, it had become my favorite fantasy and increasingly my imagination would conjure up a certain image of a beautiful blond girl whenever I reached for my favorite sex toys and indulged myself. I would visualize this woman seducing me and let her gently but firmly coerce me into fantastic lesbian sex. What always spoilt the moment was that I had had a very straight-laced upbringing and so I often felt guilty afterwards, thinking how wrong it was to have sexual feelings towards other women. To make matters worse I knew how ridiculous I was being feeling ashamed of my lesbian fantasies, as my husband and I had decided to open' our marriage well over a year ago, I was having sex with other men on a fairly regular basis and did not feel ashamed of that in the slightest, even with my respectable' background. I guess it must have been because I was doing it with my husband's support and encouragement.One night we were talking generally about our fantasies and I admitted to my husband Kevin, how my thoughts were increasingly turning towards other women, and after some serious coaxing I related my fantasy to him. Kevin was not satisfied with me just telling the overall gist of my fantasy, he wanted me to show him exactly what I felt by re-living the whole thing in my head. Fortunately we are both very confident and relaxed with each other sexually and so after a while I closed my eyes and just let my mind wander into one of my favorite scenarios. As my story unfolded my sexual arousal increased very quickly, my hands automatically sought out my rapidly swelling pussy, and while my left hand teased and circled my clitoris, my right delved deeper until it found my waiting hole and I slowly pushed a finger inside.With a little gentile persuasion Kevin managed to keep me on track and as my fantasy progressed I somehow managed to describe what I was visualizing.I did not hold back in the slightest, and hearing my own voice dripping with desire as I was gently forced to go down and taste my imaginary girlfriend greatly heightened the intensity of the moment, I caressed myself with greater enthusiasm as my excitement rose and I rubbed manically at my now very wet pussy.I could feel myself rushing headlong towards what I knew was going to be a huge orgasm and I could not speak any more, nor did I need to.Kevin was well aware of where I was in my fantasy and he sat back and watched as I thrashed about the bed, lost in the power of my erotic mental vision.In my imagination I was locked in a 69 position with a beautiful woman, my mouth was plunged into her sweet tasting pussy and I sucked the life out of her while she squirmed in my arms, her own tongue sought its way inside my desperately yearning cunt and lapped at my overflowing juices sending me to the edge of the yawning chasm of my orgasm.In the real world, I was laying on my bed, the fingers of my left hand furiously rubbing at my clitoris while three of the fingers of my right hand were thrusting themselves in and out of my sopping hole as I fucked myself into oblivion.I knew I wouldn't last long, I never had when I was fantasizing about girls as I got so turned on by my imaginings, and true to form I quickly felt myself approaching the inevitable sexual avalanche.My body begin to tense up as the first pulsating waves began to spread from my pussy, working their way outwards like ripples in a pond. I fucked myself into a frenzy with my fingers, my come flowing freely out of my vagina and making loud squelching noises against my swollen labia as I pounded myself with my hands. My nipples were tingling with an unbearable urgency and I began to shudder violently.Finally I exploded onto the crest of a massive orgasm! I screamed out loudly as my body shook with uncontrollable spasms' and the muscles in my pussy contracted and pulsed around my embedded fingers. I sucked in a huge amount of air, rolling around the bed like I was possessed by the devil. I groaned through clenched teeth as I devoured every last drop of the incredible sensations running throughout my body and holding my breath I convulsed until the intensity passed and I slowly but surely rejoined the land of the living.Eventually I managed to pull myself together and I looked up at Kevin a bit sheepishly." Wow Sarah! We have got to do something about this!" His eyes were alight with excitement. "Why haven't you told me before that you liked girls this much? "I lifted my naked body further up onto the pillows into a half-sitting position. I was still feeling extremely aroused and my hand continued to gently stroke my come soaked and swollen vagina."I don't know? It just didn't feel right somehow." I tried to explain. "I know it shouldn't matter if I have fantasies about girls, but I find it kind of embarrassing." I fumbled on, " I know I am being ridiculous considering the fact that I have fucked a whole string of different men in the past year or so, but it is different with girls. It just feels wrong somehow and I find it hard to admit that I feel this way."Kevin smiled and crawling onto the bed he kissed me tenderly on the lips. "Sarah I love you more than anything in the world." His hand travelled down my arm and covering my hand he pushed one of my fingers into my moist hole, holding it there firmly. "But sometimes you can be such a plonker!"I feigned anger and tried to slap him but he had my hand pinned tightly between my legs and had grabbed hold of the other before I could move. We rolled around on the bed in a mock struggle and I came to rest underneath him, my hand, and his still firmly buried between my legs. With my free hand I tenderly stroked his face, our lips were inches apart and I looked lovingly into his eyes."Kevin, I love you so much.""I know Sarah, and you know I will always love you too, no matter what you may get up to."I slipped my tongue into his mouth, kissing him passionately. My body started to serpent and sway and I thrust my groin into his as Kevin's finger joined mine in my receptive and craving pussy."Not quite yet my darling," he teased, rolling off to lay beside me while both he and I continued to gently finger-fuck me in a delightful synchronization. "Before you get carried away I want to sort out this problem you have with girls."I was feeling so very horny now. Once my body had started taking over I found it harder and harder to fight it. I have always been the same. I am highly sexed and once I get to a certain level of arousal I lose control completely and just have to be fucked!I was not at that level yet but I was certainly on the way."Oh Kevin. Can't we talk about this later?" I pleaded.He kissed me on the nose. "Calm down sweetheart. You can play with yourself while we are talking, but I want to sort out this girlie thing now that you have finally brought it up."We spoke for ages about my confused and conflicting emotions until eventually Kevin's persistent logic finally got through to me and I realised that I had no genuine opposition to having sex with women, I was just feeling guilty because of the way I had been brought up and was programmed' to think.As always Kevin helped shore up my self-confidence and eventually I was honest with myself and faced the fact that I could well be bisexual, at least I had to agree that given the chance I would like to try and find out.Like most men Kevin loved the thought of his wife having sex with another woman and was soon coming up with various ways to turn my fantasy into a reality.This is where I had to pull in his reins. I told him firmly that even though I had finally accepted that I wanted to give it a try, I was much too self-conscious to go it alone. It's funny. I had no qualms about going out and getting picked up' anytime I wanted sex with another man, but this was different somehow.Eventually Kevin came up with an idea that seemed perfect. To be honest I don't know why we had not thought of it before tonight, before I'd even admitted my desire for girls.One of our local weekly newspapers contained pages of contact ads', with hundreds of singles and couples seeking others for sex. It seemed so logical, we had both been picking-up other sexual partners and had a lot of discreet fun, but had only been able to share the experience by recounting it to each other when we got home. If we met up with another like minded' couple we could actually watch each other being fucked by strangers and possibly even join in!This also seemed to be the solution to my anxiety of getting together with a girl, as I knew I would have Kevin around to bolster my confidence again if I needed it.We made love long into the night after reaching our decision, knowing that we were about to embark on a new and potentially exciting chapter in our lives.Kevin is not one to let the grass grow', and just three weeks later we were on our way to a bar to meet a couple called Anne and Alan.We had spoken to many prospective couples on the phone but for one reason or another they did not feel right. Tonight though, I had higher hopes. I had spoken with both Anne and Alan quite a few times that week and they seemed to be really nice, sensible and normal' people. Anne told me she was twenty-eight and bisexual, and Alan was thirty-two and straight. Perfect.We all agreed that we wanted to meet each other as soon as possible but we both had other commitments the approaching weekend. Friday night was out because Alan had his children over, (from his first marriage), and on Saturday they had already made arraignments to meet with a friend.Kevin and myself also had a family party to go to on the Saturday.We eventually solved the problem by arranging to meet them in the same bar they were seeing their friend in but an hour or so earlier. It was not far from the party we had to attend and so it suited everyone.It was mid July. We were in the middle of a hot spell and the nights were warm and balmy. Even so, I did not have a clue what to wear. I mean, what does someone wear when they are going to offer their body to two complete strangers?I keep myself in pretty good shape and I am quite pleased with the way I look, so I certainly didn't mind showing my body off. It's just that I wanted to make the right impression, `whatever that was? ' Finally I gave in to Kevin who was determined that I should go dressed in something as revealing as possible. In fact his final words on the subject were."Look Sarah. You are going to meet two people who you hope will fuck your brains out, so you might as well advertise what you have to offer and show them just how fuckable you really are!" His last comment was the one that sold me when he smiled at me and said. "Anyway, even if we don't like them it will drive me wild having you on my arm dressed like a slut; you know how much that turns me on and I promise I will shag you senseless afterwards however it turns out."That was good enough for me! Besides, for some strange reason I have always found it exciting dressing like a high-class whore. I love the openly leering stares men give me and any disapproving looks from other women has never bothered me in the slightest, it just makes me feel powerful and more sure of myself as I know that most of them do not have the courage, or the body to be able to pull it off.Anyway Kevin was right. I was not going to a woman's lib meeting, I was going to show Anne and Alan that I had a good body and was willing to share it with them if we all liked each other, so I decided to really go for broke, and dressed as sleazy as I dare!I wore silver metallic mesh tank top that did not leave much to the imagination, it was very thin and it hugged the curves and contours of my breasts, hanging from my nipples and stopping about two inches above my navel. I matched it with a very short, electric blue mini-skirt that sat low on my hips and silver high-heeled sandals. I was going to wear a thong under my skirt, but the more I began to dress like a whore, the more I got into the part. I was beginning to feel very horny and so smiling to myself I decided not to bother.The skirt I was wearing seemed not much larger than a belt and I knew that if I bent over, even slightly, the lips of my naked and pouting vagina were going to be on show, and anyone who sat down in front of me would not be able to avoid getting a perfect view of my neatly trimmed pussy! That thought turned me on even more, in fact the way I was feeling if I got the chance I was going to make sure that someone got a real good look.I checked myself out in the mirror and smiled at my reflection. I was showing a vast amount of flesh as the two pieces of miniscule clothing I was wearing did little to cover my body. I had a good all-over tan and my long golden-red hair hung down around my shoulders. I had carefully applied my make-up and painted my nails, and all in all I thought I looked a knockout. If Anne and Alan did not want to seriously fuck this body they would have to be blind! The only other thing I had to remember before we left was to take along a more conservative dress to slip into for our family party afterwards. If my parents saw me dressed like this they would have a fit.We walked into the bar at about six o' clock and I looked around trying to pick them out from the descriptions we had been given. Within seconds of us walking in the door I saw a man approaching."You must be Kevin?" He said, holding out his hand to my husband. "How ya doing? I'm Alan."They shook hands and then turning to me he said. "And you must be the lovely Sarah?"Alan also took my hand, and with a flourish he leaned forward and gave me a peck on the lips. He looked me up and down suggestively and whistled."Wow! Anne's going to love you! She is just over there."
He nodded towards the corner of the bar."Come on over she's looking forward to meeting you both."As I had hoped they turned out to be a really nice couple. Alan had dark brown, almost black hair and very sexy brown eyes with long dark eyelashes. His strong chiseled face was softened by his smile that seemed to perpetuate on his lips as though he found the whole world amusing. He was not very tall, about 5'8", but I could see he had a very good body underneath the tight black tee shirt and jeans he was wearing. Anne was also very pretty. She was wearing a short white V-neck cotton top with a pale blue mini-skirt and low-heeled blue shoes. She had strawberry blond hair that fell to just below her shoulders in loose natural waves and her big brown eyes looked out of long dark eyelashes. A small straight nose led down to the full lips of her mouth and perfect white teeth.Anne was much taller than me, and as I looked her over I allowed my eyes to climb her long slender legs, slowly leading my way up to her shapely, muscular thighs. Her firm flat stomach was on show with a diamond-studded flower in her pierced tummy button, and as if saving the best till last I finally came to Anne's huge breasts!I was quite in awe of them. They stood out proudly challenging anyone in their path and defying Newton's laws of gravity. Being about five inches shorter than her I was acutely aware of them staring me straight in the face. Anne's top was low cut and her ample cleavage led my eyes to where her large nipples pushed urgently at the thin white cotton of her top, the aureole around them just visible beneath. Under normal circumstances it would all be irrelevant. I would not have taken any notice of Anne's bust large or small. But as it was I was very conscious of the fact that in the near future I was possibly going to get naked with her and have to do something with those monsters.She smiled as she watched me check her over and when she saw my eyes settle on her breasts she said. "I hope you like them Sarah, they're the real thing."I felt my face begin to flush. "I'm so sorry Anne." I uttered timidly, horrified at being caught staring at her voluptuous breasts. "I didn't mean to be rude."Anne laughed warmly. "It's alright Sarah. I'm really rather proud of them. That's why I show them off so much. Besides, Alan and I both love all the attention they get me. I have loads of fun giving people a free peek at them every now and then."I smiled and began to relax. I knew exactly what she meant. The fact that I was not wearing anything under my skirt testified to that. "You do have a lovely body." I said feeling slightly bolder."Thank you." Anne replied simply. "And so have you." She looked me up and down slowly and suggestively bringing a tingling sensation to the back of my neck. She then smiled. "I'm really glad we decided to meet up tonight or we might not have ever got together. You know how it is?" She reached out with her hand and placed it on my waist, stroking me gently. "Shall we sit down?"The bar we were in was enormous. It had a large motel attached to it and so the seating was in the nature of big comfortable leather armchairs and small round glass topped tables. It was still early and there were not many people about. It was a perfect place to be anonymous in.I made sure I sat opposite Anne and Alan knowing full well that they would both get a good look up my skirt, and with the see-through top I was wearing I may as well have been sitting there naked.I was already feeling quite horny again and as I let my own eyes wander between Anne's legs she opened them slightly to give me a better view up her own skirt. I could see the bulge of her pubic mound and followed the folds in her panties, tracing the outline where her labia and clitoris pressed against the thin material.I must be honest and say that I have never looked up another woman's skirt before and I was extremely turned-on by the fact that Anne knew I was doing it. I could feel myself beginning to get moist and I squirmed a bit in my seat as we studied each other's sex.Kevin and Alan wondered over to the bar to order some drinks, even though there were waiters dotted about here and there, and by the time they returned Anne and myself were chatting amiably about our past and present sex lives. The boys joined into the conversation quite naturally and we all soon realised that we had much in common.They had such an easy-going way about them I felt very comfortable and soon admitted that I really wanted to take things further, in fact we all did. To my great disappointment though they were not available the following weekend, so we made a positive date to meet at their house the weekend after that.In the course of our conversation I discovered that Anne herself was only a recent convert to bisexuality. In fact her story was very similar to mine. The only difference was that they were already into swinging when Anne came across a bisexual wife of one of their partners.Anne admitted that she had not really thought about girls herself before that moment, as she also thought it was something only lesbians got up to."Once the seed is sown though, it's hard to get it off of your mind." She continued. "Her name was Pauline and she didn't do much to me as I was shagging John her husband at the time, but what she did do felt wonderful.After that I had to find out what it would be like to go the whole distance with another woman." Anne sat forward in her seat and took a sip of her drink before continuing. "I spoke to Alan and he was all for it." Anne laughed and raised her eyes to the ceiling. "As if he wouldn't, men are so obvious sometimes. So we asked Pauline and John back, but this time I had Pauline all to myself. Oh God Sarah, it was fantastic!" Anne's hand came to rest on my knee and I could see the excitement in her eyes as she thought about her own first experience.Her voice dropped to a low dreamy pitch. "It is so different from anything you can imagine. Women are so much more..." She paused. "Erotic I suppose. Everything feels much more intense, and when you touch each other it is so subtle, it's just..." Anne's eyes closed and she shivered involuntarily as a fleeting memory, a moment of bliss flashed into her mind.She opened her eyes and smiled brazenly. Her hand was still on my knee and she slid it slowly and purposefully up the inside of my leg until just touching my naked labia and lightly brushing my pubic hairs with her finger. I knew we were in a public place but I did not try to stop her, I was also feeling very turned on and so I allowed her to continue. Anne was leaning right across the small table towards me; her large breast's pushing forward as she reached up under my skirt."Don't worry Sarah." Her voice dripped with lust. "You will find out what it's like soon enough." The very tip of her beautifully manicured finger sneaked into my hot and very wet pussy forcing me to gasp under my breath as my stomach turned a summersault and my pussy puckered involuntarily at her inserted fingertip as though trying to suck it all the way in.Anne smiled a devilish smile and slowly pulled her hand back down to my knee, gently scraping her fingernails along the inside of my leg, and then lifting her hand to her mouth she slowly and seductively sucked on her finger.Fuck, did that turn me on! I was feeling so hot, I was almost squirming in my seat wishing Anne would push another finger into me right there and then, and leave it there! I looked up and saw that one of the young waiters had moved a lot closer to us and realised that not only was he looking up my skirt, but he would have just watched Anne's hand disappear up there as well.I smiled, and picking up my drink I sat further back in my chair and inched my legs open to give him a full view of my now moist and glistening pussy."I do believe we have an audience Anne." I said quietly into my glass."Oh good." Anne smiled. "Isn't it fun in here."She turned around and winked at the waiter suggestively and the poor young man went red to the ears. Even so, he stood his ground. This was obviously too good a spectacle for him to pass up, although he did make some effort to look as though he was invisible.We all laughed as Anne turned back to face us saying. "Ah, he's so sweet."Returning to the subject at hand she continued."Honestly though Sarah, once you have been with one or two girls you will find that you get to meet many others. It's almost like a club, as one girl introduces you to another and so on. In fact I am meeting a girl tonight that was a girlfriend of a girlfriend if you know what I mean. Her name is Tracey. You will like her she's really nice."Anne looked up at the clock on the wall. "She should be here in about half an hour so you will get the chance to meet her if you can stay that long."She went on to tell me about Tracey, explaining that they had met a couple of times before and that Tracey was very much into women."Not exclusively though". Alan joined in. "She will sometimes let me slip one into her while she is munching on Anne, but Anne has pretty much hit the nail on the head, Tracey is really only interested in girls."Alan's hovering smile broadened even more. " She is going to love you Sarah." He said, "If you get the chance you really should get together with her. She is very good at what she does, you ask Anne. Tracey will really show you what it's all about."I had thought I was going to feel awkward and embarrassed when I met Anne and Alan this evening, but instead I was feeling really turned-on by the whole experience.The fact that they were easy to talk to and both very sexy made me tingle warmly inside. I felt good about myself and about the way things were going. I was beginning to wish that I did not have to go to the family party we had been invited to but everyone was expecting us, and it would be too difficult to explain why we hadn't turned up.The time seemed to whiz by as we chatted and made plans and I was about to suggest to Kevin that we should be thinking of leaving when Tracey made her appearance.She stood by the door in a pearl satin dress that flowed down around her body like water. The dress was split to high up her left thigh with a low round neckline supported by two thin bootlace straps, a single gold pendant rested seductively in the crease just above her bosom.Her small feet were clad with dainty cream high-heeled sandals and her hair was honey-blond and very long reaching all the way down to her lower back. Her skin was golden brown with a soft, healthy glow.She was about 5' 5" tall with a body to die for and full rounded breasts that pushed and molded themselves into the cream satin of her dress.Tracey looked out at the world through stupendous golden hazel eyes, large and almond shaped giving her a slightly Asian appearance. High cheekbones framed a small cute button nose and her luscious mouth and soft lips pouted slightly as she surveyed the bar.She quickly located Anne and Alan, but as Tracey approached she glanced in my direction and our eyes locked.I felt like I had received an electric shock but I could not break her gaze as I began to slowly drown in her beautiful, hypnotic golden stare. I noticed Tracey's eyes widen slightly and a silent recognition seemed to pass between us.In that one brief moment I was totally and utterly hooked. I don't know how or why but I knew Tracey was the one for me and I would not rest until I had her. A shiver ran down my spine as she held my gaze, my legs felt weak and my stomach knotted, I could feel my face going red and I somehow managed to pull my eyes away from hers.Alan made the introductions and again I felt my knees turn to jelly as she slipped her cool soft hand into mine. She boldly held my gaze once more and a warm smile touched her lips as I murmured a greeting like a shy, bashful schoolgirl.Anne had apparently spoken to Tracey on the phone earlier that day and explained that she and Alan would be meeting us and why, so Tracey was not at all surprised to see us there.She smiled at Anne and said. "I take it you all got along then?""What? You're kidding. They're horrible people!" Anne laughed and placed a reassuring hand on my arm. "No seriously though, they are both really sweet. In fact we've all arranged to get together at my house in two weeks time." She paused. "You are welcome to join us if you like?"Alan jumped in with his wicked sense of humor and added. "Sarah won't mind, the only reason she's here is because she badly needs to get it on with a girlie, and two of you has got to be better than one, don't you think?"Anne slapped him on the arm, telling him to behave."Well it's true, isn't it Sarah?"
He did not wait for an answer but instead ploughed on. "You just need to go carpet munching, there is nothing wrong with that."Anne told him off for the second time and I could already feel my face going red as Tracey looked at me with a disarming smile but said nothing. I did not know why but the connection between Tracey and myself was already stirring something deep inside me, my head felt light and I could not take my eyes off of her. I had only just met the girl for goodness sake and we had hardly spoken two words. I didn't understand it. Anne was ever so pretty and I was very attracted to her, but with Tracey I felt vulnerable and exposed, as though she was looking at my very soul every time our eyes met. I felt like she knew exactly what I was feeling.The bar had started to fill with people and so we remained standing while we chatted. I could hear Alan light-heartedly trying to persuade Anne into taking Kevin back to their room to give him a good fucking him before we had to leave and the three of them were bantering with each other over weather they had the time or not.Tracey meanwhile sidled up to me."I love your outfit." She said, once again looking right into my eyes. "You look stunning."My heart was racing, but I managed a feeble, "Thank you."She looked directly at my nipples through my silver mesh top and lifted the hem slightly to examine it, just touching my left breasts with the back of her hand as she did so. I almost held my breath as she continued."This is a beautiful top, it's very unusual. Where ever did you get it?"I told Tracey that I had it shipped over from America, as I do with many of my clothes and she started chatting generally about fashion.What she didn't know was that I felt as though a giant invisible hand had reached inside and was twisting my stomach and I almost flinched every time she touched me.Eventually I made the excuse of going to the ladies room and tried to pull myself together.I stood looking at myself in the mirror wondering what on earth was happening to me when the door opened and Tracey followed me in."Are you alright Sarah?" She asked with concern.My stomach twisted all over again as I stammered out a rather lame. "O-oh yes. I was just getting a bit hot that's all."Tracey came over and placed her hand on my elbow, half turning me as she did so."I understand how you must be feeling Sarah." Her large hazel eyes bored into mine and drew me in. "I can see how strange this must all seem to you, but don't be frightened. Once you have been with another woman you will realize what you have been missing out on all these years. I promise you. You won't regret a single moment of it." She smiled warmly. "Honestly.""It... It's not just that Tracey." I paused, wondering weather I should tell her that it wasn't getting it together with girls in general that was making me nervous. It was her, Tracey. She was almost a perfect copy of the girl I had been fantasizing about in my lustful dreams and I felt like I had a teenage crush on her.She reached out and taking my other hand, turned me to face her. "You felt it as well didn't you?" She asked. "You felt it as soon as we looked at each other. "I looked deeply into her golden eyes, almost pleading with her to pull me against her and hold me but my lips remained silent."Something has sparked between us Sarah. I can feel it and so can you."With that she stroked my face and then pulling me towards her, she kissed me!Her soft lips pressed against mine and her tongue probed gently into my mouth.I reacted to her instinctively, molding to her lips, our tongues touched and vied gently as we tasted each other for the first time, and our hot breath combined in our passion. My body exploded with thousands of exquisite pins and needles as the thought of what was happening pierced into my consciousness.I had literally only just met this Goddess and the intensity of my feelings towards her made me unusually timid and confused, I knew I wanted her, I just didn't know how I was going to go about it, and now within fifteen minuets of meeting I found myself locked in her heavenly embrace, not knowing or caring how it had happened, just relishing her sweet tasting tongue in my mouth.Oh god I felt so good! I almost whimpered as I returned my first ever full-on kiss with a woman, but not just any woman, Tracey may just as well have walked straight out of my fantasy and into my arms, she was perfect, and my mind was swirling with exhilaration.I could feel the urgency in her and I held my breath as her hand reached up under my top and cupped my left breast. My emotions were in overdrive now and I pressed my breast into her urging her on. Her searching fingers soon found my diamond-hard nipple and as she gently pinched it I flinched with a shock of pleasure that hurtled into my groin. I heard myself moan into her mouth and she responded likewise sending a shiver down my spine.I was on fire and I wanted to give myself to her utterly. I would have done anything this beautiful creature asked of me at that moment, without hesitation. I would have let her have me right then and there in the ladies room.But without warning Tracey broke off her kiss as suddenly as she had begun.She stood in front of me breathless and wide-eyed."Now tell me I am wrong." She challenged. "There is definitely something going on between us, call it chemistry, fate, love at first sight, whatever? All I know is that my insides have been playing leap-frog from the moment I set eyes on you."She reached into her purse and produced a small card. "I have just got to see you again, Alone." She pressed the card into my hand and brushing my lips with hers she whispered, "This is my number, will you call me tomorrow?"I hesitated. Not because I did not want to call. I was just stunned by the rapid turn of events." Please Sarah. Call me... Promise?" She held my face lightly in-between both of her hands, her golden eyes alive with passion.Somehow I found my voice, although to me it sounded like it came from a great distance away, almost as though someone else were speaking for me. "I will... I promise... Tomorrow." And with that she beamed a smile and quickly slipped away to rejoin the others.I stood alone, mesmerized, the minty taste of her kiss still lingering in my mouth, my left nipple hot and tingling where she had lightly pinched it.I smiled as I looked down at the small plain card she had given me. It simply read; Tracey Summers with her home and mobile numbers underneath.I closed my eyes and relived the moment of bliss before I straightened myself up and prepared to go back outside. We left them all soon after to go off to our party. Confirming our date with Anne and Alan for two weeks time and promising to stay in touch in between.Tracey kissed me on the cheek and whispered. " Don't forget." In my ear, squeezing my hand as she did so.I didn't forget! I was as nervous as hell but I called her the following evening. I phoned from my bedroom after I had showered to calm myself and I layback comfortably on my bed wearing just a pair of white cotton panties and a white toweling dressing gown.Holding my breath, I dialed her number. As it turned out Tracey was so bright and bubbly on the phone that I soon forgot my anxiety and we had a really good `girly talk'. It was nice to finally find someone I could talk openly with and discuss things that my friends or family could never know. I told Tracey all about myself and what I had been up to in the past. She was curious about my relationship with Kevin and quizzed me until she was eventually satisfied that he would be cool about anything that may happen in the future. Tracey told me that she was twenty-eight years old and was the joint owner of a health and beauty salon in the west end of London. I had heard of the place and knew it was one of the most exclusive and expensive around. She said that she did not have much to do with the day to day running of the business as that was handled by Ricky, her partner. He was brilliant with the clients but wanted nothing to do with the finances so she handled all that side of the business. Tracey explained that it was she in fact that had fronted the money for the business in the first place but it was Ricky that had made it such a great success.We spoke about where we live, our family, holidays, in fact everything we could think of.Tracey admitted that she had been bisexual for as long as she could remember. She said she had her first sexual experience with another girl while she was still at school, and although since then she had gone out with the occasional boyfriend and liked men well enough, she admitted that she had had many more relationships with girls and that was really where she was at.We continued chatting easily for about two hours. We laughed and gossiped about all sorts until out of the blue Tracey suddenly asked."Sarah, are you free this weekend?"I felt my stomach tighten at her unexpected question and almost holding my breath hesitantly replied. "Yes I am. Completely free.""Would you like to get together? On Friday night?" She asked."I would love to." I think I held my voice steady but my heart was pounding so much that I could not be sure."That's brilliant!"
She said. "I will call you tomorrow and we can sort out the details." She paused. "I really am glad you called me tonight Sarah." Her voice seemed to drop lower and sounded so seductive. "I haven't stopped thinking about you since the moment we met yesterday, and I have been hoping all day that you would ring.""To be honest I nearly didn't." I replied. "I was so nervous I very nearly bottled out.""But you didn't, and I am so glad you found the courage." Tracey laughed warmly. "I must own up though and tell you that I managed to get your phone number off of Anne and I was going to call you myself if I did not hear from you tonight."I laughed. "Well now you don't have to, and I feel really good now that we have broken the ice.""Yes, me too." She replied. "I just knew you were going to be as lovely as you are. I really mean that. I think you are gorgeous and I don't know how I am going to be able wait until Friday night." My groin began to tingle spontaneously as her words hit home and I squeezed my hand between my legs making myself shudder involuntarily. "Me either." I replied in a husky and broken voice, and with boldness brought on by my rapidly heightening arousal, I blurted out. " Tracey, I really, really want you... I want to hold you, I want to kiss you and I want to make love with you! I have never felt like this before. I can't help myself. You are also the only thing I have thought about since the moment you walked in to that bar. I feel so helpless inside." My breath was coming in short gasps and I had tears in my eyes. I felt so emotional and aroused at that moment that I had to fight to get a grip on myself."Don't worry Sarah. Friday will be here sooner than you think, and once we are together we will both be able to calm down.""I'm sorry Tracey. You must think I'm a real dope. I am not usually this highly strung. I guess I am just a bit nervous. ""Look Sarah, it's okay. I don't know what clicked between us but I feel the same way, so let's just both try to calm down or one of us is going to burst. I will ring you tomorrow night and we can decide where and when to meet up."I had managed to clear my head a bit and hopefully quite calmly said. " Yes, you're right of course. I'll be home anytime after six."After Tracey rang-off I was still shaking. I told myself I was being bloody ridiculous to get so worked up over someone I hardly knew, but for some reason she had a major effect on me. I was still lying on the bed and feeling quite aroused, so closing my eyes I let my hand slip inside the top of my knickers. I found my clitoris and almost jumped as my finger pressed and circled it sending a wave of pleasure through me while I dreamed about Tracey and what was to come.She did call the next evening. In fact we spoke to each other every day that week for hours at a time, so when Friday eventually came around we knew as much about each other as was possible in the short time and we now spoke easily and freely.I had decided to spend Friday night at Tracey's apartment now that I felt more confident with her and Kevin saw me off with a playful slap on the bottom, telling me that I was not allowed home until I was a confirmed lesbian. I laughed and kissed him warmly realising once again how lucky I was.Tracey's apartment was situated in a very pretty part of Essex, no more than one hours drive from my home and I pulled into her private car park just as the sun was setting. I sat and stared at it as I gathered my thoughts and as if to highlight my arrival the sky gave off one final glorious blaze of golden color as the velvet blanket of night slowly engulfed it and eased it below the waiting horizon.My heart was racing and I knew that this was it. The moment of truth! I had a fleeting thought that I could still turn around and drive away, but I knew in my heart that I couldn't. This was what I wanted. So taking a deep breath and feeling like a teenager about to go out on her first date I stepped from the car.It was another warm and slightly humid evening so I wore a light cream summer dress that buttoned up at the front, a tiny cream silk thong and a pair of gold braid sandals.Tracey's flat was on the top floor of a two story building and she must have been looking out for me as she met me at the top of her stairs.She was wearing a pretty pink lace top with a white mini-skirt and her small toes wiggled at me from bare feet as I got to eye level with them. Her tanned legs seemed to go on forever and I could not help sneaking a peek up her skirt as I climbed the last few steps.Tracey's smile was wide and her eyes sparkled as she said hello. She took my overnight bag from me and then taking my hand in her own, led me into her flat.
Sarah's Bisexual Awakening Chapter 2 - She's smitten by a harsh but beautiful Mistress. ================================================================================
As soon as the door was closed Tracey dropped my overnight bag and throwing her arms around my neck she pulled me towards her, kissing me with an almost aggressive passion. My heart pounded and my stomach lurched as we fell onto each other with a hunger that surprised us both. We continued kissing for a very long time, savoring each other by taste, touch and smell, our bodies entwined in our embrace as we explored each other tentatively. Tracey's leg pushed into my groin sending a shiver down my spine and I responded likewise, feeling her thigh muscles fasten around my leg as her pussy pressed against me in response.Everything that was going to happen to me now was a first, a totally new and thrilling experience and the anticipation and excitement flooding through me was almost more than I could bear. Adrenalin coursed through my veins and I knew that tonight I was going to be on a merry-go-round of astonishment, and hopefully, much more. Eventually Tracey paused and reluctantly pulled her lips away from mine. She smiled a slightly amused and breathless smile and with a raised eyebrow said."Would you like a glass of wine now? Or shall we just have sex on the doorstep?"I laughed and disentangled myself from her."I think sex on the doorstep sounds like a good idea right about now." I replied as I retrieved my bag. "But I suppose I had better come in and at least have one glass of wine first."Tracey giggled and then taking me by the hand led me into her apartment.It was much bigger than I expected with two good-sized bedrooms and a large marble bathroom that led off to the left of the hallway. To the right was a state of the art open-plan kitchen-diner and beyond that a large lounge area leading out onto a balcony that ran along the entire rear of the apartment and overlooked a well manicured golf course.The whole place was stylish and modern, with tasteful bright airy colors and elegant designer furniture. A massive plasma video screen was built into the far lounge wall and a high-tech sound system was quietly playing a Freddy Jackson number into every room in the apartment.I sat in an oversized lilac sofa that threatened to swallow me up as Tracey opened a bottle of chilled white wine and joined me bringing the bottle and two glasses with her.She curled up next to me on the sofa and ran her hand down my back."Sit back and make yourself comfortable Sarah, I want you to feel completely relaxed and at home here."I slipped off my sandals and tried to tuck my legs up as I settled back into the soft, copious cushions, but Tracey maneuvered closer to me as I did so and somehow managed to wiggle one of her legs under and in-between mine, her small foot resting close to my crotch and forcing my legs apart as my left leg was forced to rest across hers. She wrapped her other leg around the back of me and three of the buttons on the bottom of my short dress popped open in the process showing the silk of my thong pressing firmly into the contours of my scantily clad mound, and revealing the dampness of my earlier arousal. Tracey's skirt had also ridden up around her waist and her pussy was pressing against my hip through her tiny white cotton panties. Taking my hand she casually placed it high up the inside of her smooth thigh, then rested her own hand naturally on my left knee. We were about as tangled up into each other as we could possibly get and it felt very erotic sitting so entwined with her without actually doing anything. "There, that's better." She said. "Now we can chill."The warm silky skin of Tracey's inner thigh felt wonderful against my palm and I started to stroke her softly, making small circles with my fingers. She handed me a glass of wine and we sat and quietly chatted for a while as we gently caressed each other.As we were talking Tracey's hand had slowly risen up my thigh and she eased her fingers inside the top edge of my thong, stroking my meticulously trimmed pubic hair until she could resist it no longer and moved stealthily towards my anxiously awaiting clit. I had long since stopped talking and had cleared my mind of all thought. I sat there with my eyes closed just enjoying the moment as Tracey's finger sought out my swollen love-bud. Her finger hovered over my clit like a Praying Mantis when with no warning she pressed firmly down onto it.My eyes shot open and I started as though someone had pinched me. The air whooshed from my lungs and a small moan escaped my lips as a stream of physical sensation thundered through my nervous system like small pebbles rushing headlong down an over-enthusiastic brook. I closed my eyes tightly again and quickly fought to relax as the initial shock subsided and Tracey expertly teased me, circling my clit with varying degrees of pressure. To my great disappointment though she stopped after just a few minuets and removed her hand.I opened my eyes looking questioningly at her as she disentangled herself from me, then she smiled and patting the sofa whispered softly."Lie down Sarah, let's get more comfortable." I automatically did as I was asked and lay stretched out on my back in anticipation. Tracey moved the coffee table out of the way and while still kneeling on the floor she leaned over and kissed me full on the mouth, her long blond hair fanning out and falling across my shoulders. Her busy fingers quickly made short work of the buttons at the top of my dress and she cupped my breasts in her hand, taking each in turn and pinching my nipples softly.I was lying in an awkward position and as much as I wanted to reciprocate what she was doing I was unable to, so I stroked her back and waited for my turn, which I knew would soon surely come.I almost kept forgetting that I was making out' with a girl as it all felt like the most natural thing in the world, and it was only every now and then when I reminded myself what was happening that my astonishment returned and a wicked little smile would form on my lips.Such a smile was present now as Tracey softly kneaded my breasts, and I marveled at the softness of her hands and deftness of her touch. I was quivering with delight at the very thought of what was happening to me, if I had stopped to analyze how quickly events had contrived to place me in this situation I would have been stunned by the impact, the speed with which I had gone from being a straight housewife into desperately, desperately wanting this woman to make love to me was astounding. Fortunately I was in no state to think clearly about anything like that, I was acting on pure adrenalin alone and my body burned with a white-hot lust and desire for this beautiful girl.Again Tracey pulled away from me but this time I was not so disappointed as I knew that each time she stopped I was about to experience something new and exhilarating. Her hands moved to my hips and she hooked her fingers into the sides if my thong, slowly drawing it down. I lifted my bottom to allow her to remove it and her face hovered just inches from my pussy. I could feel her hot breath on my vagina and the musky aroma of my arousal must have invaded her nostrils. I lifted myself higher, trying to encourage her to bury her mouth into my sex but she eased herself away and continued to remove my thong.Tracey stood up and looked down at me smiling, my dress was hanging open with all but with the two middle buttons that stubbornly refused to yield, my breasts and pussy had been openly exposed by her and I felt a slight twinge of embarrassment as she brazenly scrutinized me. My hair had gone awry and was spread out around me like a halo, my eyes, full of lust were pleading with her to come to me."You are so beautiful." She breathed. "I am going to make love to you like you never dreamed it could be."With that she lifted her skirt and very slowly removed her white cotton panties.She stood in front of me, her legs slightly apart and unashamedly allowed me to feast my eyes on her naked pussy. She was shaved as smooth as an egg and I was fascinated by it. I had never seen any other woman's sex so close up before, at least not with a view to eating it, and the only other shaved pussy I had ever seen was my own. I took in the soft folds of her vagina, the nub of her clitoris sitting proudly in the upper lips of her labia. She was moist and her slightly engorged pussy pouted forward begging to be licked. She let me feast my eyes on her for a moment knowing all the while that I wanted to reach out for her and then she pulled down her skirt. She smiled at my obvious look of disappointment but then crossing her arms she took hold of the hem of her lace top and in one fluid movement drew it over her head and threw it casually onto the floor. I watched her glorious full round breasts bounce free, her perfectly proportioned nipples standing out urgently against the darkish areola. Her golden eyes shone with lust as she rejoined me on the sofa, kneeling over me for a moment before I pulled her towards me and kissed her fully on the lips. I felt our breasts brushing against each other and thrilled at the sensation as our nipples touched. Tracey slipped her hand under my bottom and pulled me firmly towards her, our legs entwined and I could feel her naked pussy pressing against my thigh my own doing the same to her. This time I was in a much better position and I tentatively ran my hand up her arm until I reached her left breast, I cupped it as best I could and finding her nipple I circled it firmly with my thumb.I was unsure if what I was doing was right or if she was enjoying it but she murmured encouragingly and so I carried on. She was kissing me all the while about my face and neck, her left hand had moved down my leg and with a gentle pressure she forced it to one side, before I had time to think her hand was engulfing me and she rubbed my pussy firmly with her fingertips sending shivers up my spine.I was ready for the finger that I knew was soon to enter me but I still gasped as she slipped it in and I held her mouth against mine forcing my tongue inside to urge her on. I expected her to start finger-fucking me with enthusiasm as men often do, but instead she continued to tease me with her fingers, probing my most sensitive and sensuous areas, working inside and out and using her entire hand; fingers, thumb, palm even her knuckles were used to a mind-numbing effect. All the while she was softly making erotic comments to me, telling me how much I was turning her on and how good my wet pussy felt in her hand.I was trying so hard to control myself but there was no way to fight against the tide of stimulus she was inflicting on me and I ground my teeth together as my first real orgasm of the night, and first ever by a woman surged through me. My hand rushed to my groin and I held her still as my vaginal muscles convulsed around the two fingers she still held inside me, I felt her body press against mine as she shared in my elation and I shook as the orgasm took me through its peak.When I calmed down enough to release her hand she removed her fingers and sucked on them one by one, looking me in the eye the whole time as she tasted my juices. She then kissed me full on the mouth, pushing her tongue between my lips. The strong aroma of my sex was on her breath and the fact that I could clearly taste myself in her mouth made me shiver andlose it' once more."God Tracey, what are you doing to me?" I said shakily."I can see you don't like it, I can stop if you want?" She said with an innocent smile."Don't you dare!" I replied hurriedly. "The only thing in the world I want right now is you! I could to eat you."I may have meant that metaphorically, but Tracey quickly replied."You will Sarah... Don't worry, you will."A thrill ran up my spine at her statement and so deciding to take the initiative I reached down and inched up her skirt. She was looking at me, her golden eyes wide with anticipation and longing as I purposely forced her legs further apart, sliding my hand slowly up her thigh until I reached her pussy. I teased my fingertips from the small tight hole of her butt, to the very tip of her clitoris, and her sharp intake of breath told me just how wound-up she actually was."Oh yes..." She moaned, as she wiggled her hips trying to urge me on.I certainly did not need any prompting, I had been waiting for this moment for what seemed like an eternity and I explored her smoothly shaved pussy with relish. I thought it would feel strange initially, touching another woman's most intimate parts sexually, but no. It felt as though it was the most natural thing in the world as my fingers investigated her sex, feeling and probing at her hard little clit and the soft fleshy lips of her labia. She was very wet and I traced my finger around her moist entrance, threatening to push it inside but holding back every time she pressed her hips towards me. My thumb danced on her clitoris simultaneously and I could feel her getting more and more frantic as I continued to tease her. Her breath was coming in short gasps and she finally pleaded."Oh fuck Sarah, push it in! "I held back for a couple of seconds and then abruptly skewered two fingers into her as far as I could go. The effect was stunning. A long low moan escaped her lips and she clamped her legs together, thrusting her hips forward and shaking violently. I was surprised at the strength of her as she clenched and unclenched her vaginal muscles onto my fingers and I thrilled at the thought of what I was doing. I knew Tracey was very close and rapidly building to a large orgasm, and I was not going to be far behind her. I had only been touching her for a short while but I guess the expectation of us finally having sex together had been weighing heavily on our minds and we were both teetering precariously on the abyss.I had not yet learned the subtleties of pleasing a woman with my hands and so like a true amateur I reverted to plunging my fingers in and out of her like a piston, although at that moment in time I don't think it would have mattered what I did as she felt as though she was about to burst. Her hand flew down and sought out my own pussy and she copied my movements exactly, pushing two fingers into me and purposefully fucking me with them as her tongue forced its way into my mouth once more. We were both panting heavily and whimpering into each other's mouths as we finger-fucked each other hard and fast, when Tracey, unable to take any more exploded into her orgasm."Ohhhhhhh fuck, Sarah..."She screamed through clenched teeth, as a tidal wave of her lust surged through her. Her body went rigid and she shook violently as she lost control. I followed suit almost immediately, having a massive orgasm of my own! Not withstanding the wonderful things Tracey had been doing to my pussy, she had created havoc in my mind. My fantasy had at last been fulfilled, I was making love with this Goddess and I had made her come'! Me. It was one of the most highly erotic moments I have ever had in my life and more emotive than I could possibly hold in check, so as soon as I felt Tracey's orgasm begin, my own floodgates flew open, unable to hold back any longer and I was also washed away on a riptide of unimaginable bliss. We thrashed and squirmed in our embrace like two wild women, sucking on each others mouths and making noises like dangerous and wounded animals, neither one of us wanting to be the first to stop. We held each other in a death grip unwilling or unable to let go as our joint orgasm washed over us. It was unbelievable, incredible, overwhelming! I had no idea that an orgasm could be so intense. I thought that I had been lucky enough to have some of the most incredible orgasms with men who had fucked me in the past, but nothing could have prepared me for this! It felt as though Tracey's orgasm and my own had somehow blended into one and we shared every infinitesimal exquisite sensation of the other.I lost track of everything around me and I had no idea how long we swam in our tide of sexual euphoria but as with everything, eventually even we could go on no longer and we both excruciatingly slowly began to calm down. We lay side by side panting and covered with sweat, Tracey covered me with kisses, and for over an hour we continued to sexually caress each other, giving continued and countless other small orgasms. As I lay in Tracey's arms, feeling her delightfully caressing my most private and intimate parts I realised once again just how fast I had gone from fantasy to reality. The other people in my life (with the exception of Kevin) would be struck dumb if they could see me now, entwined and practically naked in the embrace of another girl, our hands washed in each other's come' and the strong aroma of our recent sex pervading the air around us. The thought of everyone thinking I was such a decent, innocent and respectful young lady made me smile inside and I shuddered with an intoxicating feeling of wickedness as I realised just how naughty I was being.I was also rather pleased with myself, I had no idea how I was going to react with Tracey when we really got down to it, I honestly didn't know weather I had the bottle to go through with any of this, would I freeze and look like an idiot? Would I run like a frightened rabbit? No, I had stayed, and loved every second of being here with her and I knew that the night had only just begun. I smiled to myself again as I thought `I'm Bisexual! I rally am!' A strong tingle ran down my spine making me shiver as I admitted it to myself and Tracey kissed me hotly as she felt my body react. There and then I made a decision, whatever else was going to happen tonight I was going to go along with it without any more old hang-ups, I had finally accepted who I was and I was bloody-well going to enjoy it!We did eventually pause for a brief moment. Tracey stood up and held out her hands to pull me from the cavernous sofa. She unfastened the remaining two buttons of my dress that had somehow refused to budge, and slid it seductively off of my shoulders, kissing me from my neck to my stomach as she did so. She then stood back up and looking at me smiling, asked." Would you take my skirt off please?"Although I was standing there naked I did not feel the least bit self-conscious anymore, and I was quickly becoming fully immersed and relaxed in my developing role as a bisexual, so placing my hands on her waist I pulled her towards me and kissed her soundly."Of course."
I replied, smiling between one kiss and another, "I can think of nothing I' d rather do."I unzipped the white mini-skirt at the side but instead of pul ling it down I said."I think. Lover, you had better lie down for me."She looked at me quizzically."Where do you want me?" She asked, like a shy little girl."The floor will be fine." I said boldly. "It will give me more room to move."I saw the smile that touched Tracey's lips as she did as she was ordered and lay down on the thick carpet. I stood over her, my feet either side of her knees and looked at a vision of loveliness. Her long blond hair had fanned out beneath her and her golden eyes shone up at me expectantly. Her arms were by her side and her legs together, although one of her knees was raised a fraction and turned inwards demurely. Her perfect breasts had flattened ever so slightly under their own weight but her nipples were erect and very proud.I knelt down straddling her thighs and leaned forward to kiss her mouth, my hands either side of her shoulders, I then nuzzled into her neck seeking out her erogenous zones and licking and kissing her gently as I slowly worked my way further down her delicious body. I ran my tongue down the sweet valley between her breasts and licked my way underneath and around each one before taking her nipples in my mouth and sucking and nipping at them gently with my teeth. Tracey's chest heaved as she pressed herself into me and a soft pleasurable moan reached my ears as I sucked harder.I was enjoying myself immensely, feeling her reaction as I experimented with different techniques and finding new ways of using my mouth on her to the best effect. I was in no rush and I teased her constantly, taking special note of what she responded to the most and logging it in my memory for future use. I had still not used my hands in all this time but as my mouth continued on its journey southwards I brushed my right palm across her hard, pebble-like nipples and she shuddered satisfyingly. My tongue was now exploring the indent of her tummy button while my hands located the hem either side of her skirt and then sliding my knees down towards her feet I lifted off of her and very slowly pulled her skirt down.Tracey took the weight off of her bottom to allow me to slide the skirt past her hips and as it slipped over her smooth hairless pubic mound I leaned down and kissed it softly before carrying on and removing the skirt completely. The bulge of her pubis felt cool and as soft as velvet to my lips and the distinctive scent of her arousal wafted over me filling my mind with lascivious thoughts. I was now kneeling at Tracey's feet looking along the entire length of her stunning body, my eyes finally coming to rest again on her naked vagina. I had dreamed of being in this situation many times, and now I was here for real, I had no hesitation in edging myself forward and lying between Tracey's legs until my face was inches away from her pussy. The intoxicating aroma of her sex filled my nostrils once again and my pulse quickened as I excitedly breathed her in.I could feel the tension in her as she waited anxiously for me to feast on her craving pussy, and while hovering still inches away I tantalizingly asked."What do you want Tracey? What do you want me to do to you?"She cried out, her voice urgent, gravely, thick with lust and yearning."Lick me, oh please lick me! Lick my cunt Sarah! Please...""Like this?" I teased, as I ran my tongue up the inner crease of her labia.She almost leapt into the air."Oh fuck, that's it, yes... Eat my cunt Sarah, for fuck sake eat me!"That initial taste of Tracey's dripping pussy drove me insane with desire and unable to resist I buried my mouth into her sopping hole sucking and lapping at her like a ravenous she-wolf, exulting in every droplet and secretion that flowed into my mouth. Tracey's body was undulating beneath me like a snake and literally after only just a few minuets she franticly gasped."Sarah... I'm going to... Come'." Her hands locked themselves onto the sides of my head holding me firmly in place. "Fuck, Sarah. What are you doing to me!" I could feel her vagina begin to pulse on my mouth and her juices flowed more urgently around my tongue. She ground her pussy into my face, almost screaming."Suck me Sarah... Suck me Sarah... Suck my cunt... Suck my... AhhhhhhOhhhhhhFuckkkkkkk!"A powerful deluge of hot, liquid come' pumped out of her and washed into my mouth, much more than I expected, and I sucked and drank at her for all I was worth. Her juices tasted different as she writhed in her orgasm, much richer and more intense and the strong, heady scent of it was enthralling. I had no idea that this happened and was thrilled to realize that a woman's orgasm actually had a taste all of it's own. Tracey's climax wracked through her and her body was trembling violently. She released my head but I held on to her and continued to lap at her until she forcibly stopped me and held me away pleading."No more Sarah, no more, please. Not yet. I can't take it."As she fought to regain control of herself I beamed with elation at what I had just done. It may have been one of the clumsiest ever attempts at cunnilingus, but somehow I had managed to hit the spot and Tracey's still quivering body was sure and true testament to that. I rose and sat back on my knees waiting patiently for Tracey to calm down enough to join me, and when with one last shudder she finally did I handed her a glass of wine. She took it gratefully and sipped at it with a look of happy contentment on her face."You are not being very fair Sarah. " She accused, in a feigned angry voice, "I'm supposed to be the teacher and the one making you come', not the other way around.""You have Tracey, and I'm sure you will many more times before you're finished with me, but I just couldn't wait, I had to taste you." I lifted my hand to her face and gently stroked her cheek. "I have been dreaming about burying my face in-between your legs all week and I couldn't hold off any longer. I had to make you come' in my mouth, to have a part of you inside me, I really did."Tracey covered my hand with hers and turning it over she kissed my palm gently."I think we both had things to get out of our systems." Tracey smiled. "I have never lost control, or come so quickly before in my life! I seem to lose the plot whenever you're around." She paused as if not sure weather to go on, but then taking a deep breath she plunged right in. "Sarah, I know we've only just met but I really think we were meant for each other, I have never felt like this with anyone before and I have not been able to concentrate on anything all week because of you. I think... I hope, that you feel the same way?"She looked up at me, her golden eyes wide and anxious, not sure if she had gone too far."Tracey, as uncanny as it seems I do feel the same, I think I fell for you from the moment I first looked into your eyes, and I have been bursting at the seams just thinking about you!"She squeezed my hand encouragingly."I know you joked about it the other night but I really think it was love at first sight, if there is such a thing, at least it felt like that to me." I looked into her eyes imploringly, "But I can't fall for you Tracey. I love my husband, I honestly do, so how can I possibly fall for you as well?"I was so full of strongly conflicting emotions that tears filled my eyes and Tracey pulled me towards her and held my shaking body in her arms as a teardrop escaped and splashed onto her slender shoulder."Don't cry Sarah." She whispered softly, and then taking me gently by the shoulders she looked into my eyes with genuine concern. "You don't have to choose between us, Kevin and I are not in competition, and I am not going to try and take you away from him so please don't worry about me interfering in your marriage. One of the reasons I asked you all those questions about Kevin and your relationship last week was because I wanted to know how close you really were, and I soon picked up that you are both very much in love. I have no right to change that, nor would I want to. All I am saying is that I think you and I could have a relationship as well. The two of you are already living an open marriage and if what you have told me about Kevin is true I think he will at least listen to the idea of me becoming your lover. It is not the perfect solution, and I wish things were different, but if that's all I can have of you I will take it rather than not have you in my life. If that is what you want of course?"We sat silent and naked by the sofa as I pulled my emotionally charged thoughts together, our arms and legs entwined again as though frightened to let go. In the background the seductive voice of Luther Vandross sang Any Love' as if to tease us."You know Tracey, if someone had told me a few weeks ago that tonight I would be totally naked in the arms of another woman and wishing more than anything to become her lover I would have thought they were out of their mind!" I guess was talking to myself more than Tracey, trying to logically reason through these irrational and compelling feelings I had towards her. "There are so many reasons why we shouldn't even be having this conversation, the most obvious being that we only just met a week ago, so how... why do I feel like this?" I looked at her pleadingly, hoping that she would come to my rescue by telling me it was just a silly infatuation or some kind of nervous reaction as she was my first ever woman."I'm sorry, but I can't answer for you Sarah, I'm as confused by it as you are. All I know is that I have been with many women in my life and I have never, ever felt like this with anyone."The intensity of her words reverberated through me and I lifted my hand to gently stroke her face. Smiling at her I said. " You do realize that I could be a mad axe-woman for all you know.""That's okay, " she came back, turning to kiss my hand. "I've always has a thing for mad axe-women anyway."We both laughed relieving a tiny part of the tension in the air."I know there will be a lot to learn about each other," Tracey continued, "and half the fun will be in finding out." She paused looking deeply into my eyes. "I am not exactly your average run-of-the-mill type of girl, but then Sarah, neither are you, and I just get the feeling that you will love finding out about me and my wicked ways." Her beautiful golden eyes were very sincere and I felt my arguments crumbling away as I lost myself to her once again.I sighed finally giving in to myself. "I suppose the truth is Tracey, is that right now there is nowhere else I would rather be." I snuggled further into her wrapping my legs tighter around her back, our breasts almost touching and our faces only inches apart. "Does that mean yes?" She urged, "You will share yourself with me? Can you?"I looked deeply back into Tracey 's incredible eyes and lost myself to her, my heart was pounding in my ears as adrenalin coursed through my veins."Yes." I almost whispered, "I can, and I will... I will give myself to you, to both of you." I paused, thinking my way through it. "I will have to break it in to Kevin slowly though, let him get used to you being around for a while, and then I will tell him the truth, I will have to do some fast talking but I'm sure he will be okay with it as long as he knows that I still love him and I'm not going anywhere" Tracey quickly jumped in on the act. "Sarah, why don't I come over to stay at your house a few times over the next month or so, Kevin can really get to know me better and we can let him join in with us while I'm there, I think that once we have both ravaged him a time or two he will agree to almost anything. " She smiled encouragingly.It could work' I thought in the silence of my mind, It really could!'This evening had been a whirlwind of startling developments from the moment I arrived, and my emotions had been bounced around like a ping-pong ball, but this, this was by far the most singularly significant thing to happen to me not just tonight, but in years! I had just openly admitted to myself that I was in love with Tracey, a woman and almost a complete stranger to me, yet someone who I felt I had known all my life. I had made my decision and I felt as though a breath of fresh air had swept through me. My mind slowly cleared of all my emotional clutter and taking Tracey's face in my hands I kissed her long and deeply, pausing only long enough to whisper."I am yours."We were shut off from the rest of the world, oblivious to anyone or anything. The electricity passing between us was almost palpable and I saw the relief in Tracey's face as her own eyes suddenly filled with tears and she flung her arms around my neck in elation kissing me again and again. She finally paused and with her fingers in my hair she held my face close to hers."I know this is going to sound totally crazy Sarah but I have to say it out loud, I... I love you!""I love you too." I replied breathlessly as I gently wiped the tears from Tracey's cheek. "As outrageous as it seems, it's true. I don't know why it has happened and I'm not now going to question it, I just think we were somehow meant to be."We kissed again, deeply this time until Tracey decided to untangle herself, she looked at me with smoldering, lust filled eyes and sat me on the edge of the sofa, she then opened and lifted my legs and without waiting for an invitation, hungrily buried her face into my pussy. My eyes rolled back in ecstasy as I felt her tongue lick the entire length of my slit and when she reached my highly sensitive clitoris she sucked it into her mouth like a cherry. My emotions were still running high and my head started to spin as the thought sunk in that my new female lover was eating my cunt, tasting that most personal and private part of my body, the part that no woman had ever touched before, and I loved it! She brought her hands into use as well and massaged my pussy with breathtaking dexterity, like a skilled musician strumming a harp. She would take me to the peak of my endurance and then just as I was about to come she would ease me down gently, driving me up and down over and over again until I was nearly in tears with frustration and the need to orgasm."Please Tracey, let me come'." I begged, "You are driving me mad! Pleeeaaase, let me come'." My clit slipped out of her mouth and she looked up at me with a wicked little smile as her hands continued their enthralling work."You forget Sarah, we are a couple now and real lovers share everything. That means your cunt now belongs to me! So you will have to just lie there and let me do whatever I want with it!"A thrill ran down my spine as she spoke to me in such a brash manner and my pussy reacted by clamping onto her hand. I saw her smile widen at my response and she raised a questioning eyebrow."Do you like me being in charge Sarah?" She asked in a low seductive voice, "Do you want me to have control over when, or even if I let you come?"I couldn't help it, my pussy contracted again and I shuddered involuntarily as her words touched something within me, something I didn't know existed and I felt my orgasm rapidly creeping closer."Yes Tracey," I replied meekly, "I think I do want that." She began to finger me harder as she rubbed my clit magically with her other hand."And do you like it when I talk dirty to you? You should, because that' s all you fucking deserve." I was a bit shocked at her words but again my body reacted positively and I closed my eyes and leaned my head back, my orgasm almost on the point of no return as I began to squirm on her fingers."Yes Tracey... I do.""I think Sarah," She said in a firm voice, "that you are nothing but a fucking submissive little slut!"And with that she pulled her fingers out of me and quickly held onto my hands, holding them down firmly so that I could not finish myself off.My eyes shot open and I wondered what on earth was happening! My body was teetering on the very brink of my orgasm and the shock of Tracey suddenly removing her hands from my pussy was almost agonizing!Tracey looked at me sternly. "Do you want me to make you come' Sarah?" She purred."Oh God yes!" I groaned shaking my head."Then you must submit your body to me, to do anything I want with it, anything. Do you understand?""Yes, yes, okay. Now please finish me off!" I begged."Not just for tonight Sarah, but for always. I want you to swear that you will never deny me, anything, no matter what I want to do to you, you must submit to me utterly and willingly. When it comes to sex I will always be in charge and you will always give in to me.""I will, I promise. Now please Tracey, fuck me!" Even though I was absolutely desperate to come I was well aware of what she was saying and what she was asking of me. The truth was that I was extremely excited by her demands and I knew exactly what I was getting into, at least I thought I did!"Do you swear? On your life?" She pressed."YES,YES,YES! Tracey, I swear on my life that I will always do anything you say. Anything!"" Mistress." Her voice was suddenly harsh."Yes, sorry, Mistress.""Okay. Now open your legs and show me your nasty little cunt before I loose my temper."My stomach turned a somersault as she said this, but I immediately did as I was ordered and opened my legs as wide as possible, Tracey looked at me for a brief moment smiling triumphantly and then assaulted my pussy with everything she had. Her mouth was the first thing to reach me and she sucked at my sopping hole easing her tongue inside and lapping at my juices, before moving up to my clit as her hands came into play once more, she roughly pushed two fingers into me and I felt another probing my anus, she eased in a finger tip making me gasp as my whole sexual area linked up and came alive with an exquisite fire. I was squeezing my own breasts really hard, pressing them together and pinching both my nipples with my fingers and thumbs when the sensation from my pussy surged upwards through my body, fusing with the feeling coming from my breasts and rushing inexorably onwards, exploding into my brain in a cascade of emotional sparks that set light to my entire nervous system. I was deaf, dumb and blind to anything but the overwhelming feeling tearing through my every fiber, my body arched and paralyzed until the massive orgasm pounded me into a quivering wreck and I lay spent and twitching on the sofa. Tracey caressed my thighs while the aftershocks slowly faded and I eventually took a long shuddering breath and sat up.Tracey refilled our wine glasses and then wrapping her legs around me she handed me a glass."I think you really enjoyed that." She said with a lopsided grin.I looked up at her a bit sheepishly and smiled, not quite trusting myself to speak yet."And I hope you remember your promise?" She stroked my face and then let her hand fall onto my left breast, cupping it with her hand. "Your body belongs to me now, you must let me do anything I want with you, and you must do whatever I tell you."To emphasize her point she pinched my nipple between the finger and thumb, not really painfully, but enough to make me wince."I, I thought you were just doing that to get me going?" I replied, suddenly finding my voice as the heat spread out from my nipple. "You didn't really mean it, did you?"" I did mean it, absolutely! And you have sworn on your life to be my unconditional sex slave!" My heart began to race as I wondered where this was going. I had got really turned on when Tracey spoke to me so roughly, it also didn' t take a genius to realize that Tracey liked to take on the dominant role, at least when it came to sex. Being honest with myself, I didn't know if I really could do everything she wanted, there are things I just won't do and I have never been into anything really kinky.Tracey's smile softened as she saw the conflicting emotions cross my face."I will make a promise to you Sarah. I swear that I will never do anything to hurt or humiliate you, at least not really. I care for you too much and I have only just found you, so I am not going to loose you by doing anything silly, I would rather die than upset you or cause you pain for real. If you stick to your promise though and submit your body completely over to me, I will hurt you and I will humiliate you but only in the most wonderful ways imaginable, and only ever for as long as you are enjoying it.""What kind of things are we talking about?" I asked, nervously warming to her words."Nothing much, just a bit of light bondage and the tiniest bit of pain."She pinched my nipple again sending a fresh wave of tingling through my chest and then leaning forward she gently sucked it into her mouth, circling it with her tongue, her mouth full of cool wine." And that's all?" I asked weakly, giving in to her as she suckled delightfully on my breast.She sat back up letting some of the wine run down my stomach and into my groin and she followed it with her hand wonderfully rubbing it into my pussy."We'll see?" She smiled playfully, "It depends on how well you behave yourself."I was shaking and very excited as I said, "Okay Tracey, I will. I will keep my promise. I will do whatever you tell me to, whenever you tell me to do it. I am now your sexual slave to command and I will obey your every word. I swear.""Mistress!""Mistress." I surrendered, my eyes downcast.She kissed me deeply, slipping her finger into my pussy and her tongue into my mouth simultaneously; I soared, feeling somehow exhilarated and liberated at the same time.Now that I had agreed to be totally submissive to Tracey, I felt as though whatever happened from now on was out of my hands. I felt freer and more relaxed than I have ever felt before and I was eagerly looking forward to whatever Tracey had in mind for me.She stood up abruptly. "Come with me... Now!" She ordered.The game had started and I was determined to play my part to the fullest. I scrambled somewhat unladylike out of the sofa and she turned her back on me as I rose, walking off towards her bedroom without saying another word. I followed her demurely, silently admiring her beautiful figure and cat-like grace as she led the way, a triumphant smile slowly spreading across my face.Tracey's bedroom like everything else in her apartment was stunning and uniquely different from anything I had seen before. It was much bigger than I'd expected and it was designed with a striking Japanese theme. The entire wall and door we had just entered through was painted with a spectacular mural of a Japanese tea garden, with exotic plants and trees, colorful birds and even a delightful tea house fading off into the misty distance, the other three walls were covered with what Tracey called, Shoji screens', (sliding rice-paper doors). Two of the screens opposite the mural were actually patio doors that led out onto another large balcony, and hidden in the left wall was a huge walk-in wardrobe come dressing room, while in the opposing wall another concealed door led into the marbled bathroom. The lighting was subtle and very subdued, rising up from the floor at regular intervals behind the opaque screens, as was the music wafting in through unseen speakers. The floor was a dark polished cherry wood and other than the bed the only item of furniture in the room was a solid wooden table about ten inches high, but at least six feet long by two feet wide, rush mats sat formally either side of it and a beautiful Japanese floral design rested in its centre.The bed itself was a low solidly built Futon bed, also made out of cherry wood but not so dark as the floor, it was much bigger than usual for this type of bed, probably about eight feet square and it was highlighted with carvings of Japanese geisha girls in erotic poses or sexual acts of various kinds. A soft, thick, pure white quilt covered the centre of the bed and large downy pillows rested at its head."Oh wow Tracey, this is stunning." I said looking around the room in wonder. "And that mural...""Thank you, it's very pretty isn't it? A young artist I met last year painted it for me; he's very talented don't you think? I was chatting to him about art in general and I just happened to mention that I was designing my bedroom in a Japanese style, and well, that was it, he insisted on painting this mural for me and he wouldn't take a single penny for it. He just said; A beautiful girl should have something beautiful to wake up to every morning'. He is so sweet," She smiled. "He wasn't even after my body as he is gay.""It is beautiful," I repeated, "but then so is everything about you.""Oh shush, you'll have me blushing." She chided me. "Anyway not all of my apartment is pretty, some of it is purely functional." She gave me a cryptic look and then suddenly rejoining the game' barked. "Follow me."I was getting used to making the slight mental adjustments needed as Tracey went from being Tracey' to Mistress' and back again and I followed her meekly into the wardrobe-come-dressing-room. She opened a heavily padded door on the far side with a numerical security code and stepped into another darkened room."This is my playroom'." She announced proudly as she turned on the dim lights.The room was easily as big as her bedroom but it could in no way be called pretty. The walls and ceiling were painted a dark maroon and the floor had grey slate tiles that were warmly heated from below. There were no other windows or doors to be seen and strange apparatus that were obviously not normal' exercising machines stood here and there. The walls had heavy shackles and steel loops affixed to them and the room had a dead sound to it that indicated that it was heavily soundproofed.The most impressive but astonishing thing in this playroom' however was the bed itself. It was strangely alien to the rest of the room, although its almost medieval appearance fitted in somehow. It was a huge, black, wrought iron four-poster, with intricate scrollwork and various lengths of chain and curious moveable bars. There were also half a dozen pulleys here and there with strong nylon cord attached and neatly folded away. Four more strong chains hung from the top corners of the frame and connected to the wooden base with its thick mattress allowing it to swing freely, wide strips of cream silk were entwined into the upper frame and fell spiraling around the corner post's blending in with the silk sheets."Do you like it?" Tracey asked turning to face me."It's amazing." I replied honestly, "It's so... different, I have never seen a room like it, and the bed... ""I had it specially made." Tracey responded to my unfinished question. " I came across the company that made this on the Internet, and when I saw it I just had to have one made up.""It's very unusual." I commented eyeing the bed suspiciously. It was obvious that this was made for more than just sleeping in."More unusual than you think," Tracey smiled, confirming my suspicions, "I had it made to my own specifications. It's rather unique, as you' ll find out soon enough." She gave me a very suggestive look. "You know, I think you and I are going to have lots of fun in here." Without another word Tracey grabbed the back of my hair and pulled me roughly towards her kissing me forcefully, then without the slightest warning she slapped a hard, stinging blow to my naked bottom. I yelped into her mouth and my body flinched instinctively as the slap burned its way painfully into my rear, the sharp cracking sound reverberating in my ears. She kept her hand against my tingling backside and pressed our two bodies tightly together as she forced her pussy into mine, ignoring my sudden reaction and continuing to kiss me as though nothing had happened.I could feel the heat spreading from the spot where I had been spanked, and in any other circumstances I would have gone ballistic being slapped like that, but I was as horny as fuck, and standing there naked with the girl of my dreams the pain very quickly diminished and turned into a surprisingly pleasurable tingling. My body seemed to re-awaken, to feel more responsive, receptive to any more stimulus Tracey saw fit to give me. That single slap had awakened and opened my senses, my nipples and clitoris were tingling like mad and my emotions were also in overdrive.I kind of knew... No, being totally honest with myself, I hoped, that this was going to happen, and I knew I would accept whatever Tracey did to me, in fact I was so wound up that now I wanted her to slap me some more, my backside almost craved to be punished again, Tracey had released something that had long been repressed inside me and I didn't know if I would ever be able to lock it away again. It may sound banal, like a sad old cliché, but as far back as I can remember one of my earliest fantasies was about being punished by my schoolmistress, she would bend me over her knee and humiliatingly lift my skirt, spanking my bare behind and then soothingly rubbing it better.Tracey broke her kiss and with the stern tone that I now delightfully recognized as her Mistress ' voice, she ordered."Now you little slut, go and sit your worthless toosh on the bed."I did as I was ordered and sat meekly on the edge of the bed, it swung slightly on its chains and I looked up at the various ropes and pulleys nervously.Tracey almost swaggered towards me and taking me roughly by the shoulders she threw me onto my back, making the bed swing even more wildly. "Lay face down and open your legs as wide as you can bitch, I want to have a good look at your cunt to see if it's worth me bothering with."My stomach lurched as she spoke to me so crudely, ordering me to display myself to her in such a humiliating fashion, but I obeyed without question, turning over and spreading my legs, I rested my forehead on my arms and waited anxiously." That's no good!" She barked, "I need to see it properly, stick your arse up in the air and push your cunt out so that I can examine it close up."I took a deep breath and meekly did as I was told, lifting myself up off of the bed and arching my back, pushing my vulva outwards and exposing as much of myself to her as I possibly could.I was in a hugely embarrassing and degrading position, but I felt incredibly turned on being ordered to shame myself in this way and to have Tracey closely examining my pussy like it was in a display case. To make matters worse she turned on a bank of narrow beamed spotlights and directed them from many angles on to my exposed pussy."That's much better." She said. "Now stay exactly where you are. If you move so much as an inch you'll live to regret it my girl."She disappeared behind a dark screen in one of the corners, quickly returning with four leather wrist and ankle restraints, she crouched down and lifted my face to hers."Don't say a word you fucking bitch, don't even think about it. Just give me your hands and shut the fuck up."I was shaking with excitement and no small amount of trepidation, I couldn't believe I was doing this, I certainly wouldn't have trusted anybody else to restrain me in such a way, other than Kevin of course. It seemed that with Tracey I had no will to fight and so meekly I did as I was ordered. She fastened two of the restraints to my wrists, which clipped to a short chain fixed to the side of the bed, securing my arms about three feet apart. She then walked around the bed and fastened the other two restraints to my ankles. My heart was pounding in my chest with real misgivings, but I had to see it through, I was drawn too deeply into her spell to stop her now and the level of my arousal soared as she pulled firmly on the chains securing each of my legs to opposite corners of the bed. Four short bars locked the mattress into place and stopped it swinging and Tracey disappeared behind the screen once more and emerged with a storage box. She placed it on the floor beside the bed and lifted out a wide leather harness with many thick straps that she fastened around my body, Two straps fixed around my upper thighs, then more straps went web-like from my waist to just under my arms and then over my shoulders, leaving a convenient gap for Tracey to ease my breasts through. A separate metal O ring had four straps coming from it that she attached to rings on my upper and lower back, then from a pulley in the top centre of the bed she clipped a rope to the O ring and pulled it tight, lifting me upwards. I was now bound tightly into a leather hammock that effectively held me up, stopping me from twisting and turning or falling onto my stomach, forcing me to stay harnessed in a doggy position' without so much as a fraction of movement. The final touches to my absolute bondage were two bars, one attached to my lower calves and the other just above my knees, holding my legs irrevocably apart, the same was done to my wrists and elbows, locking my arms in place. The only part I was able to move was my head and I craned my neck to look apprehensively up at Tracey."There, that's better, " she smiled, as she climbed onto the bed next to my spread-eagled legs. " Now your arse is mine whatever you say, and I am going to teach you a lesson that will change your life forever." She stroked my bottom gently as she spoke. "I am going to show you just how wonderful pain and humiliation can be, you will beg me to give you more and more but that will be up to me! I am in total control and you are nothing but my fuck toy, to be used or abused however I see fit."The feeling of being trussed up like this was terrifying, yet paradoxically thrilling at the same time, I felt so utterly, blissfully, helpless. The harness was surprisingly comfortable and it took all my weight as it held me up off of the bed, I tested the restraints, pulling at them as hard as I could, but these were not cheap copies, they were made specifically for this purpose and were not about to yield no matter how hard I tried to break free. My husband had loosely tied me up a few times and my orgasms were always heightened by the feeling of helplessness it gave me, but I had never been bound so completely as this, with absolutely no chance of movement or escape until I was released by Tracey. I was almost overwhelmed with nervous anticipation and the gentile caress of Tracey's hand stroking my buttocks felt more intensive and concentrated than ever before and I gasped as she ran a finger down the deep valley of my bottom, passing slowly over the tight brown bullet-hole of my anus and easing on down to my pussy. She circled three fingers around the entrance to my sopping vagina."Oh my little one, aren't we excited." She said in a softer voice as she felt the oozing product of my arousal. "I think my little whore likes being trussed up like a chicken. Do you? Do you like it whore? Tell mummy how much you like it and I may do something nice to you."Tracey was forcing me to humiliate myself further by making me actually say out loud how much it turned me on being bound like this and completely at her mercy, as if by hearing myself admit that I wanted to be in this helpless and vulnerable position would confirm my total submissiveness. As I hesitated her voice took on a harder edge and she dug her fingernails into the soft tissues of my vulva sending hot needles of pain through my groin."Come now whore! Tell mummy how much you like it or you will make mummy cross! I am going to have to punish you now anyway, but if you make me cross it will be a lot harder for you."Her long nails were digging harder into my swollen labia and she pulsed her fingers agonizingly into my flesh. The shock of Tracey's chastisement caused my body to try to escape the torment, but the bindings held me fast, making me endure the pain in my enslaved state, exposed to her and defenseless, quivering like a pressure cooker about to explode. The pain was not overly unbearable, but my body's sensitivity had been greatly heightened by my arousal and the shock of her nails digging into my most susceptible pussy caused havoc with my consciousness. After the initial shock however the pain seemed to lessen and instead stimulate my body in ways I had never known before, intense and powerful feelings assailed my mind and my nipples and my groin began to pulse in response like a war drum, I could feel the goose-bumps standing out on my skin and I held my breath feeling the pressure building stupendously until eventually I screamed out in an earth-shattering orgasm!Tracey eased her fingernails out of me and soothingly massaged my throbbing cunt where she had only previously caused me such delicious pain. I shivered in my bindings, oblivious to everything but my own internal sexual rhapsody as she allowed me to expend some of my raw energy, and then once again in a softer voice she asked."Now whore, tell me, do you like being tied up?"I knew this time that I had to respond or she would do something else to hurt me, and I wasn't ready for that, at least not quite yet, so breathlessly I answered. "Yes, yes Mistress, I do, honestly, I like being tied up.""Good, that's much better. You must always answer me straight away, and you must never anger me or I will punish you again. Do you understand my little whore?""Yes Mistress, I understand.""Good girl. You will find that mummy can be a very nice Mistress if you please me and I can make you a very happy little girl." She slipped two fingers into me as she said this and started to finger-fuck me gently. "Very happy!"Tracey could move mountains with those fingers and I was in seventh heaven as she worked her magic on me once more with her hands, but as she felt me building rapidly to another peak she stopped and abruptly withdrew her fingers, I ground my teeth in frustration but knew better that to complain.Tracey wiggled her way underneath me until we were both face to face, I was hanging over her like a preying mantis but unable even to reach my head down and kiss her. She slipped into her normal' self for a moment and smiled up at me, her golden eyes alight as she stroked my face tenderly."Are you having fun?" She asked gently."Oh God yes Tracey, you are fantastic!" I replied in truth. "This is so erotic, you are fulfilling all my fantasies in one night."She smiled warmly. "It won't always be like this," she explained, "we will still make love like normal people for much of the time, but I wanted to point you in the right direction from the start of our relationship so there are no misunderstandings later on.""Believe me Tracey I'm so glad you did. I don't understand why, but I love the way you make me feel, so excited and alive, everything you say and do seems to turn me on so much. I feel incredible.""I knew we were made for each other," she said smugly, "We both have what the other needs, I love to be the dominant one and you obviously like to be submissive, we're a match made in heaven.""Yes, but I didn't know that until now. " I replied smiling sheepishly, "This could have been a complete disaster. ""I don't think so," Tracey continued, "We would never have got this far if you hadn't let it happen. I haven't been forcing you to do anything, I have just led you along a path you wanted to go down anyway, you just didn't realize it." She leaned up off of the bed and kissed me soundly, chained and immobile as I was in my harness. "I think this may even have something to do with the way we felt about each other when we met," She went on, "I think subconsciously we knew that we both had the key to each others lock."I began to giggle and Tracey looked at me quizzically."Tracey, look at me, I don't think this is the first time you have done this, do you?""Oh, I see what you mean," she laughed, "But that is not quite what I meant. I have always had a strong dominant streak and I have been playing with it for years so I' ve got plenty of gadgets and toys to amuse myself with." She stroked my face again. "What I meant was that with you I feel different. I have never loved any of the girls that I have dominated before so it was just a bit of fun for me, but because I care so much for you it feels... real somehow, like I really am your Mistress, and I want to dominate you utterly, to devour you until your will is broken and you are truly and utterly mine to command." Her breath was coming faster now as she articulated her feelings. "And Sarah, I want you to obey me unquestioningly with an unbridled and boundless love, knowing that I will always protect you and care for you, no harm will ever come to you while you are under my protection. I will show you love through pain and humiliation and you will come to love it. You must NEVER refuse me, anything! In your eyes I can be no longer mortal, and you must see me as your Goddess.""I already do." I confessed, trying to find my voice. "I have been thinking of you as a Goddess all night long, you are so beautiful, inside and out and I am yours to command, you can devour me if you will and I give myself to you freely.""You must realize though Sarah that this is just the start, things will get harder for you as I push you closer to the threshold of your endurance, and as you get used to it you will come to love it, to need it, your resilience will grow and you will want more and more, it's almost like a drug and you won't be able to help yourself, believe me, I know." I couldn't begin to guess at how far Tracey would go but I knew that I would go along with her, she had uncorked the genie from the bottle and exposed my submissive streak, and there was no way now to bottle it up again."Sarah, do you understand what I am saying? And are you sure this is what you want?" She asked for the final time.I didn't hesitate for a moment. "Yes it is. I want you to be my Mistress and I want be your sex slave, not just tonight but for always. I want to make you happy and I will do anything you ask.""Okay, you have had your chance to back out and we will never mention it again, but from this moment on you truly belong to me and you will do everything I tell you to or you will suffer for it."I felt absolutely elated. "Yes Mistress.""Now listen Sarah this is the last thing but it is important. We have to have a safe word, a word that will stop me if I really hurt you more than you can bear. I sometimes get carried away because I enjoy my work and I can be a vicious bitch when I get excited, so if ever I go too far or the pain is more than you can cope with you must use this word to stop me from going any further.""Why? I don't understand, why do I need a special word? Why don' t I just tell you to stop?"Tracey smiled up at me like a child. "Probably ninety percent of the enjoyment in BDSM is psychological, and pleading for mercy or begging me to stop is a major part of that thrill. That is why we need a special word, a word that we will both recognize but is not related to what we are doing.""Oh I see." I thought for a moment. "How about, Baron' ?" I said."Baron?"I smiled down at her "It's the name of my dog." I answered with a sheepish grin.Tracey looked at me for a moment and then smiled. " Okay, Baron' it is. If ever you call out his name I will stop what I am doing, but remember, the safe word is to be used only as a last desperate resort, if you use the word unnecessarily I will take it away from you forever and ignore your pleas, understand?""Yes Mistress.""Good. Now little one, tell me, have you ever been fucked in the arse with a strap-on?"My eyes widened in alarm, but I answered immediately trying not start off on the wrong foot. "No Mistress, no I haven't."A mischievous smile crossed her lips. " Well, we'll just have to put that right then won't we."I wasn't sure if she was joking or perhaps trying to scare me as Tracey wiggled her way out from under me and quickly disappeared back into her dressing room, but in any case my heart pounded in my chest and my whole body responded with a hot flush at the thought of what she might do. She quickly returned with a leather strap-on with not one but two dildos attached, one fitted inside the harness for her pleasure and another much larger and heavily veined dildo, obviously destined for me. I had never even seen one close-up before and my stomach lurched as she promiscuously displayed it to me, she stepped into the harness and pulled it up to her crotch, and standing unerringly close to my face, she ever so slowly rubbed the smaller dildo up and down her glistening labia, I watched spellbound as she eased the tip of it into the crevice of her vagina and then teased it out again pleasuring herself just inches from my widening eyes. I stared with unabashed fascination as her pussy quickly coated itself with her slick juices, my nostrils filled with the strong scent of her arousal and my mouth watered madly in response. Enthralled I looked on as she pushed the dildo deep inside herself and lifted the straps to fasten over her hips and around her small waist, holding the phallus firmly inside her and making the large rubber cock at the front stand smartly to attention."Now let me see?" she mused, "What form of punishment should a trussed-up little slut like you receive first?"Tracey was enjoying herself immensely and she giggled as she went back behind the screen to find what she was looking for. She returned moments later with a large box that turned out to be full of other strange harnesses, more wrist and ankle cuffs, blindfolds, and gags, then darting back once again she triumphantly produced a box containing whips, riding crops, paddles, cat-o'-nine-tails and thick leather straps.I was trying hard to ignore the significance of all the BDSM equipment Tracey had lying around me and fought desperately not to think about what I had let myself in for. Tracey on the other hand wanted me to think about it very much, she crouched down in front of me her long golden hair falling across the front of her perfect breasts and her strap-on cock staring arrogantly up at me from between her legs. Firmly holding me by the chin she said."Look very closely my sweet, adorable little whore, in time you will feel the delightful sting of every one of my toys and I have many others hidden that you will eventually come to love." She paused, her finger going to her lips with an exaggerated look of deliberation. "On the other hand, perhaps there will be one or two that you won't like, but then again, I don't really give a fuck, you will have to take them anyway won't you."Tracey turned and picked up a selection of items from the floor and sauntered around the bed to my openly pouting and immobile rear. Even with all that had happened this night I was still hugely embarrassed to be so openly exposed thus and she did nothing to ease my discomfort as she laughed sneeringly at me."Look at you. You desperate little slut! Pouting your dripping cunt for all the world to see and hoping that someone will fill your filthy twat with a nice juicy cock. What on earth do you look like? You should be fucking ashamed of yourself."My face burned a bright shade of red and I squirmed pathetically against the bindings that held me fast. Suddenly I was beginning to have a change of heart as my embarrassment took a firm hold and my rapidly declining self-esteem engaged in a ferocious battle with a deep-seated desire to continue. In my agitated and confused state I flinched wildly as Tracey placed a finger on the lips of my swollen labia and slowly eased it inside me."Is this what you want baby?" She purred, her finger probing in and out. "Is this what you want mummy to do to you?"I was in a state of turmoil as Tracey toyed with my emotions and the internal struggle continued to rage within me, my head began to swim as I slowly lost myself to her administrations when...CRACK!!!!I screamed as Tracey brought the full force of a paddle down onto my unexpected and unprepared buttocks! The pain of it seared through me, ripping its way down my thighs and up through my abdomen, a white-hot tingling sensation pulsed where the paddle had made contact and my body shuddered as I drew in a deep rasping breath through clenched teeth. My internal struggle dissolved in the instant of that contact, I was no longer able to think coherently as nothing but pure raw intensity enveloped and encased me utterly, my restrained body, unable to move more than the slightest fraction forced me to turn all of the sensation inwards, my nervous system shattered like glass sending shards of indefinable chaos to every fiber of my being. Tracey's hand gently eased its way up my inner thigh, making me shudder involuntarily as she passed over my receptive vagina to softly caress my madly throbbing buttocks and she cooed softly at me."Don't fight it my baby girl, let the sweet pain run freely, you will see how nice it feels once you let it happen."Oh God it was true. I didn't need Tracey to tell me, the smack of that paddle had fired my suppressed yearnings and the thrill that coursed through my veins was beyond anything I could have imagined. I felt so alive from that stinging slap and I wanted more of the same! As if reading my thoughts Tracey once again brought the paddle down with a withering crack, making me cry out this time."OH YES... OH FUCK, MISTRESS...OH YES!"I held my breath as I quivered with the agonizing pleasure she was inflicting on me and again Tracey gently massaged the spot where she had beaten me. I don't know how long this continued as time had long ceased to have any meaning for me, but amazingly I somehow become slowly accustomed to each stroke of Tracey's chastisement, relishing in the breathtaking force of every impact, even though my buttocks were soon bright red and extremely sore my groin pulsed with untamed delight and I was continuously on the very verge of orgasm. Tracey verbally berated me the whole time, telling me how I deserved this beating for being such a filthy little slut and I relished in her disparaging words almost as much as in her beating. She stopped and placed the paddle beside me on the bed and I felt her position herself behind me."Now whore, I am going to do something nice for you and give you what you have been waiting for. Would you like that?"I felt the large rubber strap-on pressing against my pussy-lips and if I could have moved I would have impaled myself on it in an instant, but I could sense Tracey smiling wickedly behind me fully aware of the total dominance she now had over me and using her power to the fullest extent.I knew what she wanted to hear and I was not only willing I was dreadfully eager to comply. "Oh please Mistress, please, would you be kind enough to fuck me? I am begging you, please Mistress, fuck me with your dildo."If I could have seen Tracey's face I knew I would see the look of triumph shining in her eyes, even as she purred back at me." Okay my baby girl, my little fuck-slut, mummy will give you what you need. Just for a little while, but I warn you, if you dare to come before I do you will suffer the consequences."I could not say anything but I thought Tracey was being a bit unfair, I was already on the point of orgasm, so how on earth could I hold out longer than her. I was sopping wet and Tracey rammed her dildo into me with ease, even though it was a good size it slipped in easily to the hilt and she fucked me with a steady motion. I ground my teeth in concentration trying with everything I could muster to control myself when Tracey picked up her rhythm and I felt her hands tighten on my hips. I remembered suddenly that she had a dildo inside herself as well and she would no doubt be feeling it every-time she rammed her groin into mine. I redoubled my efforts trying to dislodge that image from my mind but then Tracey gripped me tighter and I heard a soft moan escape her lips. It was all way too much for me and I screamed out in frustration as I exploded into an almighty orgasm! The more I tried to hold it back the more it seemed to build up in me, and the mere thought that I was now going to be in big trouble because I had not held myself in control multiplied my feelings intensely and I came' in rivers. I tenuously felt Tracey withdraw from me and knew that I had failed to do as I was ordered and not come' before her but by then I was too far gone to worry about anything but the shuddering orgasm bursting from my every pore.As the feeling subsided and I opened my eyes I saw Tracey crouched in front of me again with a stern look on her face."I'm afraid you have been a naughty girl again." She shook her head sadly. "It seems that you won't be happy until you learn the hard way will you?""Please Mistress," I pleaded, " I couldn't help myself, when I heard you getting excited I just couldn't hold back anymore."Tracey held me by the chin once again. "Well I guess I am going to have to teach you some willpower then aren't I?"I was still feeling so devilishly horny, even after such an orgasm and Tracey's stern words twisted my stomach at the thought of further entertainment and so continuing with my role I looked demurely looked down at the floor and whispered. "Yes Mistress.""What!" She barked."Yes Mistress." I repeated respectfully."That 's better." She smiled at me then. "Now kiss me, show me how much you love and adore me, I want you to prove that you understand how wicked you have been not doing as you're told and that you fully deserve the punishment I am about to give you."Tracey brought her lips to mine and I kissed her fervently, as though my very life depended on it. She broke our kiss just long enough to say."That's my good little whore, kiss me sweetly and think hard about the fact that I really am going to fuck your tight, delicate, virgin arse as your punishment."My heart missed a beat as Tracey touched her lips to mine once again and I struggled to kiss her with as much passion as I could muster as her words sank in and I realised that she meant every single syllable. I knew that if I did not show her that I fully accepted whatever punishment she wanted to give me she would get angry again and do something much worse. I could feel her glorifying in her kiss as she basked in my timid acquiescence, our faces may have been pressed equally together but Tracey towered over me with her dominant presence, she crushed my spirit and my will crumbled utterly. She bit my lip slightly as she pulled away making me wince and then standing up she held the strap-on dildo right in front of my face."Now then you deceitful slut, you may have had this thing shoved into your cunt but you are such a cheap, dirty whore that I probably could have driven a bus into your pussy and you wouldn't have even noticed it." She eased the dildo further towards my mouth. "So I want you to suck on this baby and clean all your nasty come' off of it while you appreciate the size of the thing that is going to go all the way into your sorry back-door."I lifted my head as much as I could and took the solid rubber cock into my mouth, it was much bigger than I realised and Tracey pushed her hips forward, forcing me to take it as far into the back of my throat as I could. My mouth was stretched wide and my tongue pressed against the heavy rubber veins, my eyes watered and I choked and gagged on it. She eased it back allowing me to breathe once again and then ordered me to suck on it like it really was a part of her. I did the best I could, immobilized as I was in the leather harness and made a great show of slurping on it, sucking and licking it like it was real, making small moaning noises as I did so. This seemed to satisfy Tracey and she ran her fingers through my hair encouragingly."Alright baby girl." She said somewhat mollified by my now total subservience. "Now I shall see to your punishment, and as you have since acted with remorse and seem genuinely sorry for your wicked misconduct I will make it easier for you."Tracey dipped her hand into the box of sex implements on the floor and produced a large tube of lubricating gel."You see, if you had continued to act defiantly I would have had to fuck your pitiful arse without this," she indicated to the tube of gel, " but now you can see that mummy can be very kind if you are a good girl and do exactly as you are told." She smiled like a benevolent angel. "Do you think mummy is kind my baby?"Tracey stood in front of my face holding the large dildo in one hand and the tube of gel in the other, almost daring me to say something defiant."Oh God YES Mistress!" I quickly stammered out. "You are the kindest Mistress I could ever hope for, it is all my fault that you have to punish me and I deserve everything I get."Tracey's smile widened and her golden eyes twinkled as she listened to my supplication."It serves me right for coming' when I was told not to," I rushed on, "and although I really am scared by what you are about to do to me I know you are only doing it for my benefit, if you don't punish me when I disobey you, I will never learn to serve you as I must.""That's better my baby. You are learning fast, and the quicker you learn to obey me without question, the quicker you will know the unimaginable pleasures I can give you." She walked slowly around the bed as she spoke and I soon felt her behind me again as she said. "But first to the task at hand."I flinched as I felt a large drop of the cold, slimy gel fall between the cheeks of my buttocks and Tracey's soft hands quickly began to work it deeply into the valley, passing over the pink blossom of my anus first of all, but then her finger eased its unerring way back up until the tip was just teetering on the brink of my once private and personal rear entrance. I was feeling wild at that moment as the anticipation of her entering me had me shaking in my harness and my breath was already becoming ragged. She pushed in a fingertip and the muscles of my sphincter tightened around it but she callously ignored me and roughly shoved her finger all the way in. I gasped as I felt her penetrate me but it took me only seconds to realize how good it felt as she probed and lubricated me thoroughly. Soon she had two, then three fingers pushing into me, stretching my anus and loosening me up as much as possible, I was so well lubricated by now that it all felt rather good and knowing that I could do absolutely nothing about it anyway, I attempted to be calm and not fight against it. I was trying dreadfully hard to ignore the fact that I was about to get buggered when I felt the hard bulbous tip of Tracey's strap-on pressing ominously against my entrance, waiting eagerly to de-flower my rear. My stomach turned a summersault and I instinctively tightened my anal muscles as I felt her pressing into me, there was no conceivable way I was going to stop her pushing this seemingly enormous thing into me so I forced myself to relax again and let her have her way. At first the huge head of the phallus hit the tight barrier of my sphincter and Tracey probed against it a couple of times making me almost swoon with anticipation. It was not an unpleasant feeling and I would have been more than happy if she had just contented herself with doing that and no more, but without warning she forced the dildo past the resisting barrier and slid it firmly and deeply into my anus, holding it there as the breath exploded from my lungs."OH NO MISTRESS!" I cried, "TAKE IT OUT, TAKE IT OUT! PLEASE... IT'S TOO BIG!"My muscles and tendons turned into steel cables as I fought and strained against my bound and harnessed body but to no avail, the strong restraints would never break and my body remained as totally rigid as ever. Inside however I was a molten pool of red hot turmoil, my anus was screaming out in pain, tinged with an incredibly erotic and sensual feeling as my anal muscles contracted around the offending phallus, the feeling spread rapidly through me like ripples in a pond and as the pain decreased the pleasurable feelings increased. Tracey withdrew it slightly and the sharp pain quickly returned as she moved."Oh god, please don't move it Mistress." I pleaded, "It is too big for me... I... It hurts." I almost sobbed.She slapped me a vicious stinging blow to my left cheek that brought tears to my eyes and then she roughly impaled me even further onto the huge rubber dick, gripping me firmly on the hips and callously pushing it deeper onto me."Now you little fuck-slut you know what punishment is all about!" She sneered. "And every time you disobey me you will receive pain such as this, as much or as little as I decide to dish out. Do you understand?"In a quavering voice verging on tears I replied. "Yes my Mistress, I now understand, I honestly do and I will never, ever disobey you again. I swear I won't.""Oh yes you will." She laughed, " You won't be able to help yourself because you are a deceitful little slut, you will do it again and again, and I will have to punish you every single time." She sighed contentedly. "But for now my sweet baby girl stop your whining and loosen up your tight little toosh because mummy needs to fuck your arse now and I don't want to hear another word of complaint."I shuddered involuntarily and breathed out slowly trying to relax my body, it was hard at first but as Tracey built slowly into a rhythm I found it got easier and easier until pretty soon it became at first pleasant and then really quite wonderful. Before long Tracey was ramming the entire length of the hard, thick-veined shaft into my once delicate hole with a vengeance and I could hear very erotic sounding moans sneaking past her lips as she soundly fucked me. Her fingernails dug into my hips and the pain of it increased my pleasure until I was about ready to burst, fortunately for me though I felt Tracey's movements become erratic and loud grunting noises issued from deep within her as she hurtled towards her own orgasm. She rammed herself into me desperately now faster and more intensely as her vaginal muscles contracted around the dildo locked inside herself and she screamed out in release as she came' again and again. I too `came' with a resounding orgasm as my arse was battered with Tracey's remorseless momentum, I had no control over it and my body seemed to implode, starting from deep inside my rectum a shrieking, howling wave of pure intense passion instantaneity burned through me, immediately reaching every single atom that was once Sarah but was now nothing but a mass of ensnared quivering jelly. Tracey regained some measure of control after the main intensity of her orgasm passed and continued to fuck me like a woman possessed, reaching around my leg she found my clit and rubbed it firmly with her fingers sending me into outer space with the new onslaught of sensation. My mind was like a shower of sparks, with no cohesion or substance, just haphazard burning emotion filled with lust and overwhelming physical stimulus. The orgasm Tracey made me endure was one of the most powerful and longest I had ever experienced, the unyielding restraints concentrated and intensified the moment like the sun burning through a magnifying glass and Tracey's complete, towering dominance over me was the most unimaginable aphrodisiac I could have ever hoped to wish for. The sharp edge of that aphrodisiac obviously cut both ways and cowering me into such abstract submission brought Tracey herself to such incredible multiple orgasms that she finally collapsed onto my back exhausted and shaking.I lay bound and immobile in my harness, my anus sore and throbbing on the embedded cock that still invaded me, Tracey's heaving and sweating body slowly recovering as she rested, eventually she recovered her senses and stood up withdrawing the dildo from my abused and exquisitely tender backside. I could hear her remove the strap-on and she walked naked around the bed and crouched in front of me; she smoothed the disheveled hair from the front of my face and kissed me gently. I knew somehow instinctively that the game was over, my Mistress had gone and Tracey, my lover had returned."Oh my Sarah... Do you still love me?" She asked gently, a slight look of concern on her beautiful face.I felt unexpected tears moisten my eyes as my voice thick with emotion quickly replied."Of course I do! More than ever, you couldn't get rid of me now even if you wanted to." I paused, looking directly into her eyes and opening my heart to her. "Tracey, I love you." I emphasized the words to make sure she got the message and then laughing like a schoolgirl and with tears rolling down my face I said, "And I will love you even more if you help me get out of this thing," I looked down at my bound wrists. "Unless you are intending to keep me chained up for the rest of my life, not that I would mind," I added, "but other people might start to worry when I suddenly stopped showing up.""Oh I'm sorry." She smiled with visible relief written all over her face as she released my bindings. " Besides," she said, an impish eyebrow raised in my direction. "I don't think I will have too much trouble chaining you up again somehow.""No trouble at all." I stated with a grin.When Tracey finally managed to undo all the straps and ropes that held me in place I stood up and gingerly stroked my backside, it was very sore where she had spanked me and my rectum still throbbed slightly, but a small thrill ran through my groin as my hand passed over my bruised buttocks and I smiled to myself at the memory of what had happened. Tracey held me close and we kissed passionately pressing our naked bodies together and then taking me by the hand she led me into the bathroom so that we could clean up.It was very sensual washing each other down in Tracey's huge modern shower, water jet's came at us from every direction and we were gently massaged by them as we caressingly soaped each other down. We did not make love, but a fair amount of kissing and playing around went on until we were about as clean as clean could be, we dried each other off with large soft white towels and returned naked to Tracey's master bedroom where we lay cozy and warm wrapped in the thick, white quilt of the low Futon bed. Arms and legs entwined once more we lay face to face drinking in the deep pools of each others eyes, our sweet breath mixing together as we exhaled in a slow relaxed rhythm. We were both tied out from our earlier sexual exertions and from the huge amount of nervous energy we had expended this night as we slowly realised, and revealed the true feelings we had for each other. But now that was all out of the way and we were happy to just lay entangled, basking in the warmth of the others presence."You know Tracey, this almost seems like a dream." I said softly, "I feel so good inside, like I want to burst out and shout to the whole world how happy I am."Tracey smiled at me with a look of understanding in her deep, fathomless eyes."I know just what you mean Sarah, I feel the same. I guess it's because we have both found in each other the one thing that was missing in our lives, even if you didn't realize it before, you needed to be controlled and dominated, sexually at least, and even though in the past I have played with it, I have never really felt that I had total mastery over any of the girls I have been with, with you though, it is real, you really are my willing slave and I know I can do anything I want with you."I shuddered pleasantly at her plain and honest admission, knowing it to be the truth."You can you know." I stated earnestly. "You can do anything you want with me Tracey, I never knew I could feel this wonderful and I am now, and will always be your personal slave whenever and wherever you order me to be."We kissed, slipping our tongues into each other's mouths as if sealing our simple declaration in a calm and rational moment."Oh my darling Sarah," She said when we came up for air. "You and I are going to have such a wild weekend, I am really going to put you through your paces, you won' t believe what I have got in store for you, you are going to just love it." I smiled lovingly towards her knowing that she was deadly serious and that I was in for a rather torrid time over the next couple of days, my body tingled warmly at the thought as we snuggled into each other's arms and soon fell asleep, entwined, contented and very, very happy.
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