Alicia’s mind was racing. Her improbable journey from a broke coed who wasn't surprised at being stood up on a date to being a high-priced call girl with a six-figure bank account was enough to confuse anyone.
But finding herself tied to a bed by the sexiest woman she'd ever met- even though just months ago she’d have sworn to be completely straight- was truly mind-boggling.
But, here she was.
And, she loved it. All of it. Her breasts and thighs still stung from the leather strapping Katrina administered and her pussy was just screaming for attention. She flexed her arms again, tugging on her ropes in a hopeless attempt to relieve the insistent itch in her cunt.
“Go ahead and struggle, you little slut. I love how sexy you look pulling on those binds.”
Katrina, dressed in blood red lingerie with black stockings and stiletto heels adding to her already five-foot-seven inch height, appeared as the quintessential Feminine Dominant.
She was so fucking sexy that Alicia wanted to nothing more than to devour her with her eyes, and she would have if that damn riding crop she kept slapping her palm with wasn’t a far more pressing concern.
Katrina would never cause her any real pain, of course. She was far to caring, and they both knew leaving visible marks on a woman who might be with a man she didn't know hours later could have unpredictable consequences. She knew all of this was true. She simply had to have faith that Katrina wouldn’t violate that trust.
Then again, Katrina's testing of that faith was part of the game. And faith or not, the sharp sound of the crop cutting through the air was enough to make Alicia's stomach clench.
“Does this frighten you?” Katrina asked. “You’ve not even felt it yet. But I can tell you it's much more intense than that cat I used on you a minute ago.”
“Please...” Alicia whined but stopped as Katrina raised her eyebrows.
“Please? Please what? Please whip you? Please fuck you? Please what?” Katrina came closer, dragging the leather end up Alicia’s inner thigh as she spoke, tapping it lightly on her unprotected clit.
“Ungh! Oh my gosh, you are driving me crazy! Just do it, already! Hurt me if that’s what you want. You know how much I want it!”
The admission shocked them both. Their submission and Dominance game had been escalating slowly over the last few weeks, and that was the first time Alicia had actually requested punishment. It was a humiliating revelation to the younger woman but also one that set her on fire with lust.
“Very good, my little whore. I’m pleased to see you accepting this side of yourself.” Then, she raised the crop and brought it down, sharply across her thighs.
“Ow, fuck owe, that hurt.” Alicia winced, feeling a searing redness cut into her tender, unprotected skin. It was almost unbearable, causing her to pull even harder on her restraints in a futile effort to rub the pain away.
“Was that too much, sweetie?” Katrina asked, rubbing the budding welts away for her.
Alicia swallowed hard, gathering her strength and committing herself to withstanding the challenge. “No, it's not. I'm not letting you win that easily.”
Katrina smirked. “Dearie, if I wanted to make you tap, you would. This is nothing. I'm being kind right now. One day you will be ready for me to be… unkind, but not today.”
The threat in her voice sounded frightfully real and Alicia swallowed hard at the thought that this could get even more painful. It was terrifying, but that was only making her hotter, and the hotter she got, the more she wanted the sting.
But Katrina had put down the crop. “I know you’re craving this, love. But you aren't ready for a full scene and it's up to me to know when you are.” She was dragging her nails up Alicia's inner thigh as she spoke, teasing her with anticipation as her touch neared Alicia's core.
“Did you ever dream you might be capable of having such extreme desires? I imagine you’d never thought of yourself as a submissive slut before you met me.”
“No, of course not,” Alicia replied, her voice wavering with a hot mixture of need and stress.
Katrina’s lips curled in unreadable mirth as her nails reached Alicia’s tender mound, tracing hot lines around her glistening slit.
Alicia felt like she was on fire, rotating her hips as she tried to get Katrina to touch her clit, only to whine in defeat as the touch she craved moved up and over her shaven pubic bone.
“Oh, please no,” she shuddered. “Please don’t tease me like this.”
“That’s good, little slut. Beg me for it. Begging to be fucked is something your men never made you do. You always gave them what they wanted, what you wanted, without a thought of saying no.”
Katrina’s sexy monologue was driving Alicia wild and the almost painful feeling of her sharp nails scraping her skin was making it worse. She was so lost, she failed to answer and Katrina dug her nails in more harshly, causing her to yelp in surprise.
“I asked you a question, little slut. You will answer me.”
Yes, I mean no, I mean… ohhh God, I can’t think straight." Her question was lost in a fervent haze and Alicia bit her lip, unable to grasp where Katrina was leading her.
“You told me that you often fucked men on your first dates. That you planned on it. That you wanted it.” Katrina reached her breast, dragging her nails up the wide, underside curve and raking them over her distended nipple.
“Why? Did you just need to be fucked that badly or was it something more?” Katrina leaned close, her hot breath washing over Alicia’s neck. “I think the idea of them telling you to fuck them was what turned you on. You said you didn’t like sucking cock, but you always did, and you still do. Did you let them fill your mouth with their hot cum?”
Alicia swallowed hard, arching her neck as Katrina moved lower and sucked her nipple into her mouth.
“Yes, if they wanted me to.”
These admissions were becoming increasingly more difficult. She felt exposed and humiliated but her blood was boiling with arousal. Her pussy was leaking so freely that she could feel her juices seeping into her ass, yet she still had no idea why this was making her so fucking hot.
“And when Michael offered to pay you to fuck him, you agreed without any real thought of saying no. How did that make you feel? Did you get wet? Did your greedy little cunt ache at the idea of selling your body to him?" Katrina plunged her finger inside her, curling it up and dragging her nail right over her throbbing clit.
“Ahhh, fuck yes!” Alicia moaned, flexing her legs and raising her hips to smash her cunt against Katrina’s hand.
Katrina, smiled as if she’d won some erotic battle with rules Alicia wasn’t aware of. All she desired then was to gaze in her Mistresses eyes while Katrina continued to rub hot circles around her greedy and inflamed clit.
“That's why I knew you wanted this,” she whispered. "You got off on being controlled, on the excitement of it, and the danger." Katrina continued rubbing her, faster now and with more pressure as Alicia whimpered with need. “You’ve always been submissive, and you had the courage and will to cast off the shackles of how you were taught to act, in favor of what you needed.”
Katrina stopped rubbing her, causing Alicia to whine with need as she stripped off her panties and climbed over the bound and helpless girl. “Lick me, slut. Stick your tongue in my cunt and make me cum."
She then lowered herself onto Alicia’s face, rubbing her wet gash over her open mouth.
Sighing in satisfied greed, she bent over her and brought her mouth down on Alicia’s clit, flicking at it and sucking hard as Alicia feasted on hers.
Alicia had been on the edge of a powerful orgasm for far too long and spread her legs wide, eagerly inviting her lover's wet embrace. Her arms were still bound and she was tugging on her binds, desperately trying to hold Katrina’s hips as her lover ground her sex into her face. She was trying hard to please her, but the hot sensations of Katrina’s tongue flicking rapidly over her clit made it impossible to think straight. Her mind focused on her impending orgasm as if it were life itself, and she swooned as it coiled inside her.
She felt Katrina’s nails dig into her hips and the hot, incredible pressure of her lips sucking on her clit made her breath catch in her chest. Then, Katrina sawed at her button, pressing her tongue to it and rubbing with insistent speed until she erupted like a volcano, gushing her juices in an erotic torrent of lust.
Her body was convulsing and her legs quivering wildly as she came in Katrina’s mouth. Wild screams of relief issued from her throat but were muffled by her lover's puffy slit as Katrina bore down, mashing herself into her open mouth.
Even as her orgasm rolled through her, Alicia sucked on her lover's sex, driving her tongue into her as far as she could reach. Katrina rose, sitting up and supporting her own weight so she could control the pressure on Alicia’s face and allow her to lick her entire slit in long, deep strokes.
Katrina bent over, grasping Alicia’s tits while her orgasm gathered in her belly. “Keep going, Alicia,” she murmured. “Make me cum, just like that yes, yes oh fuck yes!”
A long guttered moan followed as her juices flowed thickly over Alicia's face. Her nails were biting into the bound girl’s breasts and she rolled her hips up and back, dragging her hot pussy all over her mouth and chin. Then, she sighed deeply, rolling off her glistening body and holding her hips with her head resting on her thigh.
oo0oo
An hour later, Alicia was asleep, spooned contentedly against the radiating comfort of Katrina’s nude body. She likely would have remained there for hours firm, dreaming of how wonderful her life had become when the ringing of her phone woke them both.
“What time is it?” Katrina asked softly.
“Um, 9:30 at night,” Alicia replied after checking her phone before answering.
“Um, okay give me a minute,” she said into the phone before hitting mute. “It’s Pytor. He has a late date for me tonight.”
“Oh, okay, love. I was hoping to have you to myself tonight, but work is work.”
Alicia smiled in irony. “You just went to great lengths explaining to me how I’m a submissive and now you expect me to be able to say no?" Rolling her eyes, she unmuted the phone.
“I’m sorry, Pytor, I’m not available tonight. You’ll have to call someone else. And not Katrina, either. She’s busy tonight as well.”
As she curled back into Katrina’s arms, she realized she hadn't refused the date to please her lover. She'd refused to please herself.
Well, maybe I'm not so submissive after all.
End of Book 1.
There will be more…
