By Candy Kross
© 2014 by Candy Kross
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As she entered the lecture hall, I had to catch my breath. She was intoxicating and mesmerizing. Her mere presence demanded and commanded the fact that she was in control. She had the prefect hourglass shape to her body. Much like you would see back in the fifties, with the round hips and full breasts, emulating a body very much like Marilyn Monroe’s. Not fat, but very voluptuous. Her height stood at about six feet tall and when she wore heels, she was even taller. She was a statuesque goddess and in her own mind, she knew it. She wore a tight fitting black three piece dress suit. A tight skirt, a tight white blouse that looked like it was barely containing her breasts and a tight fitting jacket that pushed her breasts up. I could have sworn she had on a corset underneath it all. It would appear that way since she seemed to have the perfect sex model body, even though she was actually in real life a successful lawyer.
Her auburn red hair was like fire flames cascading over her shoulders. She was wearing it down and it was shiny and alluring. Her eyes were a glowing green, much like cat eyes at night. Her facial features all complimented each other to form this beautiful and sexy woman. Besides her eyes that stood out, she also had high cheekbones that were sharp and gave her that stern librarian look. She appeared to be in her late thirties, possibly early forties.
I was a second year law student and she was with one of the largest law firms in the state. She was at my college to give my class a lecture on corporate law, which was her specialty. High powered corporate law in the shark eating business world of hostile takeovers and corporate espionage. It was my dream to be in the center of it all defending those in the corporate world who obtain other companies and corporations unconventionally. That’s where the money was and that’s what I wanted more than anything in this world. Money and power. But, I was still working my way to that goal. She had already obtained it. I envied and admired her for that. Mix that all in with the sex goddess standing at the podium and I was sexually aroused more than I had ever been in my life before.
As she took the podium stand, she exuded the confidence that any man or woman would want to possess. She began the lecture immediately by introducing herself as Victoria Anderson. Her name rolled off my tongue as I silently repeated it over and over in my mind. During the lecture, I didn’t pay much attention to what she was saying as to how she was saying it and her body movements.
When she would walk over to her Power Point presentation and point to the various charts she was explaining, I would notice her skirt rise a little. She had on those black stockings with garters, I could tell. The stockings were see through with that sexy black seam that went up the back of her calves and thighs. Her legs were so shapely and sexy. I soon found myself wondering what it would be like to slide my hands up her legs and in between to her glorious pussy lips. I began to wonder what her pussy would smell like, what her juices would taste like and what those pussy lips would feel like.
I soon found my own cunt getting wet just from the fantasy of actually being with a woman like that. Then I thought to myself, as if I would ever have a chance with a beautiful and sexy woman like Victoria. As if she would ever give me the time of day. She was intelligent, confident, sexy… and successful. Everything I wanted to be and everything I wanted in a woman. Victoria had become my ultimate fantasy. A fantasy that would probably never happen, I thought to myself.
Was I ever so wrong about that.
After the lecture, I gathered up my courage and went up to her to let her know that I had enjoyed her lecture immensely. Little did she or anyone else know that I hadn’t heard one word of her lecture because I was too enthralled by her physical beauty. As I shook her hand, I introduced myself. “Hi Ms. Anderson, my name is Amanda and I truly enjoyed your lecture.” As she took my hand to shake it, I felt a surge of electricity run from her hand to mine.
“Well, thank you Amanda.” She smiled at me. Her teeth were so white and her smile hypnotizing. I lingered a little bit with her hand in my hand. She must have detected something because then she leaned in and whispered in my ear, “Stick around, I would like to talk to you.” Then she let go of my hand and went on to talk to other students who were in attendance. Once everyone was gone, she asked me over to her home for an evening cocktail.
As I sat in her home on her black leather sofa, I still couldn’t believe she had invited me to her house after I had gone up to her after the lecture and introduced myself. The whole evening had been a whirlwind of emotions. That of elation and intrigue; laced with a bit of intimidation and sheer curiosity. She had given me a glass of expensive champagne. I knew it was expensive because, as a struggling college student, I had only tasted the cheap ten dollar champagne from the local grocery store. No, this was definitely a lot more expensive what she had presented to me when I had sat down.
As she sipped her champagne in the elegant way she did everything, she asked, “Do you have any idea why I invited you to my home this evening?”
“No.” I managed to get out in a faint voice.
“Amanda, you’re not a dumb girl and I think you have a pretty good idea of what is going on here.” Victoria sipped her champagne again then continued. “I saw the way you were looking at me tonight. I saw the way you were undressing me with your eyes. I know you were fantasizing about me.” She paused and then continued speaking, “You have no idea what you are getting yourself into, do you?” She asked me with a raised eyebrow.
I shook my head. I really and truly didn’t know what I was getting myself into.
Victoria spoke again in her confident tone and manner that I was already growing accustomed to. “I know you are attracted to me.” She paused. “Well, you should know that I am attracted to you also.” Victoria was smiling.
My heart began beating fast. I could feel it almost in my throat. I could hear my blood throbbing in my ears. I suddenly felt my blood and sexual energy all at the same time coming over my body in waves. Was I dreaming? Was this a fantasy of mine that I let get out of hand and was actually thinking it was reality? I finally managed to get up enough courage to speak, “You are?” I asked her in a voice that was probably so unconfident that it was embarrassing and almost shameful to a fault.
She found my question to be quite amusing and to demonstrate how amusing it was, she let out a wicked laugh. “Do you really think I would invite a second year law student over to my home just to drink a glass of the most expensive champagne money can buy for some idle conversation?”
"Well no.” I replied.
“Well, to be honest with you, I have never done this sort of thing before. You know, bring home a law student after a lecture. But, the way you look at me and undress me with your eyes. I want to… I want to… I want to do so many things to you.” Victoria said.
I felt myself become even more excited and the moisture began to build up between my inner thighs from the heat from my pussy. The very idea of this sexy, intelligent, hot woman wanting to do things to me, even though I had no idea of what those things could possibly be. I heard myself blurt out hopefully, “Do you want to do sexual things to me?”
“Have you ever been spanked, tied up or dominated by another woman before?” Victoria asked.
My heart began pounding harder and my eyes became wider. Did I hear her right? She then reached for my hand. I put down my glass of champagne. Her hand was soft, yet firm. I noticed that her nails were beautifully manicured with French tips. She began to lead me upstairs to her bedroom all the while calling me her “good little girl”. I desperately wanted to be her good little girl too and do anything she told me to do. No matter what it was.
Somehow, I trusted Victoria. I am not sure why. I had just met her that night. I entered her bedroom, into a world I had never known before. This was all new to me. But, somehow, I still felt safe with her. Victoria had a reassuring smile on her face, while I looked very nervous. Her smile put me at ease somehow. “Why do you look so nervous? Trust me my doll, I wouldn’t do anything to scare you or harm you… well, at least not right at first.” She said with a wicked grin as her hand gripped tighter.
I felt myself wanting to please her more than anything in the world. After we entered her bedroom she walked over and sat on her bed and she had me stand in front of her. Victoria then looked over my body up and down from my toes to the top of my head.
“You are so frail, I bet I could snap you in two like a twig. But you are so sweet and innocent and charming in your own way.’ Victoria then stroked my face with her hand. “You’re very beautiful.” She said in a loving way. “Take your clothes off. I want to see you naked.” Her voice changed and was stern.
I obeyed her and began to strip.
“From now on when I tell you to do something or give you an order, I want you to answer me with “yes”. No nodding. No “uh huh’s” but a clear and precise “yes”. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Victoria.” I answered her. I wanted nothing more than to please her. I continued stripping my clothes off and letting them fall to the floor. Finally, I was completely naked standing before her as if to let her inspect me.
Victoria looked me up and down and checked out my naked body. I was nervous and excited at the same time. As Victoria stood up, she circulated around me looking me up and down. Then she stopped right in front of me and placed her hands on my naked waist then gently moved behind me.
She then spoke into my ear in a whispering stern voice, “Very good.”Before things get going here, I want to make one thing clear more than anything else. I am always in control. You are never in control of any situation at any time. If you don’t obey me at any time, I will punish you. There’s no way around it. If I am disappointed, you will be punished. Don’t create problems for me or for yourself. Follow my every command and order and all with be well. If you struggle with me, I will restrain you. If you disobey me, I will spank you or whip you. If you yell or scream too loud, I will gag your mouth. You belong to me now. You are my property and I will do whatever I want with you. Do you understand me Amanda?”
"Yes Victoria," I answered obediently. I knew that I was going to love having Victoria dominate me. My heart was racing faster and faster pounding in my chest. My pussy juices began to drip down my thighs.
“That’s a good little girl.” Victoria stroked my cheek and cooed. Her hands started to venture over my body, feeling every curve and inch of my skin. I loved her touch as she caressed me. Her hands stopped around my breasts and she fondled them, my nipples grew hard.
“Look at your hard nipples you dirty little girl! They are hard already. Any idea what I do to little nipples like yours who like to be naughty?” Victoria exclaimed.
"No Victoria." I replied.
"They receive a punishment of their own. Look what I have for them." She said as she grabbed two hair clips from, her dresser. She held them in front of my face. “Since I have such thick hair, I need really tight hair clips to hold my hair in place.” Victoria opened and closed the hair clips making a snapping noise.
Victoria then wrapped her hand around one of my breasts, squeezing it so that my nipple was more prominent and protruded out. She pinched one of the hair clips open and placed it right on my nipple and closed it with a snap. I felt a shooting pain, which made me give out a little scream. She then gave a wicked grin and laugh and did the same to my other nipple, causing me to scream out again.
I looked down at my breasts and there were tiny drops of blood trickling down from my nipples. I soon realized that the clips had tiny teeth on them and they had penetrated my areolas and nipples. The pain was sharp and soon turned into a burning sensation. Victoria still had a wicked smile on her face as she watched the drops of blood trickle down.
Victoria then took her finger and touched one of the drops of blood with it and then brought her finger to her mouth and tasted my blood. “Mmmm… I love the taste of blood from a dirty little girl like you. It’s invigorating.” She said as she sucked on her finger while staring at me with her wild eyes. Then her grin turned into a serious look. “Get down on the floor on your knees where you belong now!” Her voice rising as she commanded and pushed me down to the ground.
As I landed with a thud on my knees, I looked up at her in an obedient way. She was staring down at me as if she were waiting for me to do something. I put the palms of my hands onto the floor and I was on all fours, like a dog. I began to kiss her feet, first the top of them, then each toe, one by one.
"You are such a natural at this." Victoria commented.
When I had finished covering her feet with my kisses, I began to move up to her calves, to her knees still kissing her skin and then up to her thighs. Her thighs were silky soft as I passed the elastic of the top of her stockings. I couldn’t believe how close to her pussy I was.
I could smell her sexy scent heating up from her pussy. It was intoxicating. The aroma was hypnotizing me. Victoria was becoming turned on as much as I was. I slid her skirt up and saw that her panties were soaking wet and her sexual bouquet was becoming stronger and stronger. My throat was dry and I wanted to quench my thirst with her pussy juices. By the time I reached her pussy, I wanted nothing more than to taste the sweet nectar of this goddess before me.
Without thinking and without her permission, which I would soon come to realize was a big mistake on my part, I reached for the crotch of her panties and began to tug on them with my teeth. I tasted her pussy juices for a split second before I felt her hand on the back of my head and grab a handful of hair and yank my head back so fast that I swore I heard my neck snap! She then opened her other hand and with her palm slapped me on the side of my face so hard that I felt a shooting pain throughout my brain and I thought my eyes were literally going to pop out of my head! My head had turned so violently that I let out a gasp of air. The pain was so intense! After taking a minute to catch my breath and realize the intensity of the situation, I looked up at her with pleading eyes.
"Never make a move like that without my permission! I am always in charge here!" Victoria bellowed at me coldly.
If I hadn’t known her statement to be so true earlier, I knew right at that point that she was truly, in fact, in control of everything. “I’m sorry.” I pleaded in a faint voice. Still in shock and in a little pain from her slap.
Then, in a reassuring voice, she said, “You will learn soon enough.” Then she stroked the side of my face that was still burning from her harsh slap. It felt nice to feel her soft touch once again. She began to wipe the tears from my eyes. Was this the same woman who had just viciously pulled my hair and slapped me so violently? It was almost impossible to comprehend as she caressed my face and smiled at me so lovingly. Then I dared to speak.
"Victoria?" I said in my soft voice.
"Yes?" She replied.
"Can I…?" My eyes were between her legs, craving her pussy more than ever. "Can I please?" I pleaded.
Victoria looked down at me with a stern look on her face. She had something else in mind for me. For us. “No. You are going to earn that privilege and in the long run you will see it will be good that you waited. I want nothing more right now than to fuck you after I tie you up. Fucking you will get me so hot and horny that when I do allow you to go down on me and lick my pussy that you crave so badly, I will have so much cunt juice built up inside me, that I will be a geyser that will gush everywhere when I cum.” She then walked over to her drawer and opened it and pulled out some black silk ropes and dildo that looked to be at least eight inches long and three inches thick. “But, now I want nothing more than to fuck you hard so get up on my bed now!”
"Yes Victoria," I said obediently and climbed onto her bed. I didn’t want to disobey her at all.
“Get on your stomach.” She ordered and I obeyed her command. She then took my wrists and the silk ropes and tied them to her wrought iron bed posts. She positioned me on my knees so that my ass was up in the air along with my pussy exposed to her. I positioned myself into a doggie position and Victoria got behind me. “Are you sure you can take my big cock little girl?”
“Yes Victoria.” I replied, although I was a bit afraid of having that big cock of hers inside me. You see, I was still a virgin when it came to cocks. I had been a lesbian since I could remember. I never had an interest in boys as a teen or men as an adult. It was pure pussy for me. Never had my pussy been penetrated before besides with a finger or tongue. This was going to be a new experience for me.
“If you take all of my big cock like a good little girl, you will be rewarded.” Victoria said as she was lubing up her cock that she had strapped onto herself. "Now, let’s spread those legs of yours as wide as they can go. Your little pink pussy is already wet. I might not even have to use lube." Victoria then slid her finger into my tight little pussy, untouched by a cock before. “Wow, you are tight. Amanda, have you ever had a cock in your cunt before?” She asked.
”No Victoria.” I answered.
“Are you a virgin?” She seemed to get a little excited.
“From cock, yes. I have never had a cock in me before Victoria.” I replied.
“You mean I will be taking your virginity tonight?” She was really excited now.
“Yes Victoria.” I answered her.
“Excellent! This will be even more perfect than I had anticipated!” She exclaimed. “Just don’t scream too loudly when I slide this big cock into you.” She taunted as she took the tip of the cock and rubbed it up and down my pink slit. I was soaking wet and excited. Even though I was terrified, I still wanted her to fuck me hard. I felt so vulnerable. Victoria was controlling the situation and I had no say in the matter. I was powerless to her.
She began to spread my pussy with the head of her cock. I could feel my little cunt start to stretch. I wasn’t sure if it would fit inside me. Victoria then began to slowly push it in. It felt like my pussy was being split in two! Like it was ripping apart!
Victoria reached with her hands and gripped them around my waist. She began pumping my pussy and getting into a slow rhythm. Then, without warning, she pulled me back into her so hard that my stomach fell to the bed. The pain was excruciating!
“Wow, you really are a virgin!” Victoria exclaimed in delight. “I see drops of blood coming from your little cunt.” She said as she continued pumping my pussy harder. The pain and pleasure mixed together was so intense that I found myself screaming. My wrists were bound and she had lifted my hips up, it was as if I was floating above the bed. Like I had left my body at the same time. I tried to focus on the pleasure more than the pain and soon, the pain subsided. My pussy had stretched to accommodate her cock and soon I was in ecstasy. Her skin was touching mine and it felt warm and soothing.
As I lay on the bed moaning helplessly, Victoria fucked me harder and harder, thrusting each time all the way in and then slowly pulling out, then thrusting harder in and so forth. My breathing was heavy and hers was overpowering. I could actually feel her hot breath on my lower back and she huffed with every thrust. Soon she was grunting as if she was using every last ounce of energy she had available to her body.
Soon my body began to shake and spasm and I began to climax. I couldn’t help myself but to moan and groan loudly as waves of sheer pleasure came over my body. If I didn’t think I was in ecstasy before, I definitely was now.
"Amanda!" Victoria shouted angrily at me, "Did you just fucking cum?" She then pulled her cock out of me immediately.
"Y…Y… Yes Victoria," I answered her nervously because I was afraid of the tone of her voice.
“You forgot the number one rule! I am in control! I am in charge! You must always ask for my permission for everything! And I mean EVERYTHING!!” She yelled out angrily to me. I could tell that she was really pissed off now.
“I… I… I forgot. I’m sorry Victoria.” I pleaded.
“I have a feeling that some sort of punishment would help you remember your place.” Victoria said, still angered. “I think a spanking would be in order at this point.”
For some reason a rush of excitement waved throughout my body when she had mentioned the word spanking. I envisioned her with the palm of her hand coming down onto to my bare ass. Feeling her skin against mine. Feeling the warmth of her hand on my flesh. The thought of her touching me, even if it was out of punishment, was arousing to me and it excited me to no end.
“You know why I have to punish you, don’t you Amanda? When good little girls turn into bad little girls and don’t listen or obey, they need to be punished to remind them. You understand that now, don’t you Amanda?” She said in a stern and serious voice.
"Y… Y… Yes Victoria," I agreed nervously.
She then got up and took her cock off and put it back in the drawer where she had originally got it. Then I heard her high heels clacking on the wooden floor as she went to another drawer and opened it and took something out that I couldn’t see. The anticipation and curiosity grew inside of me as she walked back over to where I was on the bed, still tied up.
I waited to feel her skin against my flesh. I knew it would be painful, but I also knew I had deserved the punishment. Then, without warning, I felt a leather strap land across the flesh of my ass! She wasn’t using her hand! She was using a leather belt! Then I felt the leather strap land against my ass once again… HARDER!
“Bad little girls need to learn their lesson, Amanda!” Victoria said as she whipped my ass with the leather belt strap once again. Even harder this time, as if that were possible!
She whipped me over and over and over again. I lost count at thirty. I began to feel faint and I felt a burning and stinging sensation all over my ass. I knew I had welts. Then I felt blood trickling down my ass cheeks and onto the back of my thighs. She had beaten me so hard that she had broken the flesh on my ass. Victoria then put the belt away and came over to me and untied my wrists.
“Stand up!” She ordered.
Even though I was feeling faint, I immediately obeyed her and stood up. “Yes Victoria.” I said in my faintest voice. I was now standing next to her. Victoria was such a statuesque woman. She made me feel inferior to her. She stood beside me with her high heels on, her black stockings with garters, black lace panties and my question I had been pondering earlier that night was answered. She did have on a corset underneath her dress suit. It was a black lace corset that pushed her full breasts up and cinched her waist in. Giving her the perfect hourglass figure that so many women envied, including me.
Victoria sat on the bed and told me to lay across her lap with my stomach down. I thought she was going to whip me again, so I was a little reluctant. But I wouldn’t dare disobey her, so I followed her command. I soon felt strips of what seemed to be cooling paper with gel. “These are aloe cooling strips. They will help heal your welts and the cuts of where the leather belt broke skin on your flesh. You know I only did this for your own good. You need to learn Amanda. You need to learn how to be a good little girl and follow every order and adhere to every rule that has been given to you. You are such a pretty little girl and it hurts me to have to punish you so severely. Don’t you think I would rather have pleasure than pain?”
“Y… Y… Yes Victoria.” I said faintly.
“Pleasure is much nicer than pain. But, if you are going to break the rules, you are going to have to pay the price. You do understand, don’t you Amanda?”
“Yes.” I said.
“Good, I am so glad to hear that.” She said.
Once Victoria was done cleaning me up and taking care of my cuts and welts, she lifted me up and laid me on the bed. She walked over and picked up a chair and brought it back over. She sat down on it.
“Come over here.” She ordered.
“Yes Victoria.” I said and got off the bed and went over to her.
"Turn around and bend over." She ordered. I did what she said. "Spread those legs of yours a little bit." Victoria said as she forced her hand in between my tightly closed legs. I was afraid to follow her orders, but then I thought better to listen to her and I spread my legs like an obedient good little girl. I wanted to please her more than anything and get in her good graces once again. I then felt my pussy begin to wrap around and over Victoria's fingers.
Victoria began to massage my pussy as I stood in front of her bent over at my waist. It felt good feeling her touch, feeling her fingers inside of me. Feeling her massaging my clit, my labia and my whole pussy.
“Stand up.” Victoria ordered as she slid her fingers out of my pussy and drew her whole hand away from my heated up cunt. She then stuck her fingers in my mouth. “Lick my fingers clean.” I began to lick her fingers and I could taste my own juices on them. Somehow this aroused me and I felt myself getting excited, even more so than before.
“Lie on the bed on your back.” She ordered. I complied with her orders once again. “Spread your legs.” I was excited. Was she going to finger me again or maybe even lick my pussy? I savored the thought of her tongue licking my pussy. As I was relishing the idea, I felt a stinging slap on my clit! Somehow, somewhere she had pulled out a riding crop and was beating my pussy with it over and over again! My first reaction was to draw my knees up to my stomach to protect my clit. But, that only pissed her off more. She grabbed the silk rope ties and quickly tied my ankles to the corners of her wrought iron bed posts. Then she tied my wrists once again. I was lying on her bed on my back in an “X” position. I felt like a sacrificial virgin in a ritual, even though I wasn’t a virgin anymore, thanks to her earlier.
Victoria went back to beating my pussy with the riding crop. She beat my clit over and over again. I could feel the stinging sensation and the pain shooting throughout my body once again. She wouldn’t stop. Victoria was like a machine, hitting me over and over again on my pussy and my clit with the riding crop. That little patch of leather hurt so badly when it made contact with my flesh. And I couldn’t move. I couldn’t protect my pussy.
I gave into her after about thirty or so whacks with the riding crop. I resigned myself to Victoria's wrath. She began to beat me harder and harder. I could feel my pussy burning as the stinging was intensifiably increasing.
I cried out helplessly after her beating wouldn’t subside. Tears began to pour from my eyes and down my cheeks. I was still in pain from the whipping with the leather belt and now my pussy was in dire straights. My pussy had never hurt so much before. I could have sworn I had blood spurting from my clit. At least that is what I had envisioned due to the pain I was experiencing. Victoria had lost control and there was nothing I could do about it to stop her!
Then as quickly as she had started beating my pussy, she quickly stopped. She put the riding crop on the dresser and untied the ropes from my wrists and ankles. Out of curiosity, I reached down and gently touched my clit. It stung so badly! I raised my finger up to my face and sure enough, there were traces of blood on my finger. She had beaten my pussy so hard that she had made my clit bleed!
Then before I knew it or even had a chance to wipe my tears or catch my breath, Victoria sat next to me in bed and reached out and wrapped her arms around me and began to cradle me like a baby. “Shhhh… Amanda.” Victoria whispered softly in my ear as she pulled me into her arms more to cradle me.
I was then being cradled in her arms and clinging to her like a little girl who was afraid of a nightmare or the dark. Victoria was comforting me. Showing me some compassion and empathy. I couldn’t believe how safe she made me feel so fast. I had been in so much pain, but just her holding me and being so close to her made me not want her to stop torturing me the way she had been throughout the night. It was like I longed for the pain, so I could feel her touch, her comfort… her love.
Then she laid me back onto the bed again on my back. Victoria didn’t tie me up this time though. She crawled in between my legs and spread them apart gently. She didn’t touch my pussy with anything but her tongue. She gently began licking and massaging my clit with her warm, soft moist tongue. It felt so good!
The pain I had been feeling had soon diminished from my clit and I was feeling nothing but pleasure from Victoria’s tongue. Soon, I felt an orgasm coming on. I remembered this time to ask her permission. I learned my lesson from before and I didn’t want to anger her again. I wanted to please her more than anything.
“Victoria?” I breathlessly pleaded.
“Yes my sweet little girl?” She replied.
“Can I cum please?” I asked her.
“How bad does my little girl want to cum?” She asked me.
“Really bad. I really want to cum bad. May I?” I pleaded some more.
“How bad?” Victoria teased.
“Really bad!” I was begging now.
“Okay my little darling, cum for me.” She cooed.
Just then I felt a huge orgasm rush over me and throughout my body. It was so intense it sent me shaking and quivering and shivers up and down my spine. Once my orgasm had subsided, I was breathing heavily.
My eyes were closed as I was trying to catch my breath. Suddenly I felt Victoria’s lips press against mine. It was the first time that night she had kissed me! Her lips were as soft as I had imagined. Soon our lips parted and I felt her tongue massaging against mine. We were kissing passionately. It was pure heaven and everything I had fantasized about while listening to her lecture earlier that night. I felt myself getting lost in her and her passionate kiss. Soon, to my dismay, she parted the kiss.
I lie there savoring the taste of her still on my lips. "Victoria?" I asked glancing down at her pussy that was still clad in her black panties.
“Yes my little darling?” She replied back to me in her sweet loving voice.
“Can I lick your pussy?” I dared to ask her.
"Yes, Amanda you can lick my pussy now." Victoria replied giggling. I bet she knew I had wanted to do that all night to her from the moment I first laid my eyes upon her.
Victoria rolled over on her back and I rolled over on my stomach. I crawled down to in between her legs and spread them slowly open. I didn’t want to appear too eager. I reached up and pulled her black lace panties down and off around her ankles. I then ran my tongue over her shaved pink pussy lips tasting her sweet moisture that had formed on her pussy. Her pussy had a musky, tangy and sweet taste to it. I loved the way it smelled and tasted. I parted her pussy lips and ran my tongue up and down and over her clit.
I stopped at her clit and began to nibble and suck on it. I wanted to take my time and show her that I could give her a lot of pleasure. I slowly plunged my tongue inside her pussy and gently began to tongue fuck her. I could hear Victoria moan as I pleasured her.
I slid my tongue out and began to flick her clit with my tongue, slowly at first, then quicker and quicker. I slid my two fingers inside of her pussy as I flicked her clit and nibbled on it. This sent her hips bucking up and down. I felt her legs wrap around my head and her knees clamped around my ears so hard that they my ears started to ring.
Victoria began fucking my tongue and face. She fucked my face so hard that she gave me a bloody nose. Her grinding against my nose with her clit as I was fucking her pussy with my tongue, in the process, she had broken my nose and blood was spurting out everywhere!
She didn’t mind, she kept fucking my face very hard and bucking her hips. My ears were ringing and I couldn’t hear anything anymore. I didn’t know what she was saying or what noises she was making! Blood was spurting from my nose and my temporary deafness didn’t allow me to hear when she was going to orgasm. There was nothing I could do so I just had to let her ride it out and orgasm.
When she was done fucking my face and orgasmed, she stopped bucking everywhere and released my head from her thigh vice. My ears were still ringing and blood was dripping from my nose. Her pussy looked like a bloody mess.
A few minutes had passed and Victoria looked down at me and began to laugh.
“Look at the state you are in!” I must have looked like a bloody mess as well. “It looks like you were in a street brawl my little darling!” She was laughing hard.
Victoria got up from her bed and went into the bathroom without saying anything. She began to run the hot bath water. Then she stripped down naked. I could see her from the bed through the bathroom. She climbed into the bath and began to bathe herself.
I got up and walked to the bathroom doorway. “May I enter the bathroom Victoria?” I asked.
“Yes my little darling, you may.” She replied.
“Victoria, may I bathe with you?” I asked her as I stood in front of her. I could now see myself in the bathroom mirror and yes, the mirror confirmed I was a bloody mess.
“Of course you can.” She smiled. “I thought you would never ask me for permission to.”
I slowly climbed into the hot bath with her. Victoria gestured for me to sit in front of her in between her spread legs. I sat down in the hot water. The hot water stung the cuts on my ass and on my nipples. My pussy was burning a little as well.
Victoria took her sponge and slowly began to wash my body. She gently washed the blood off my face. My nose was still in pain from being broken. She washed my back and around to my pussy. It felt good feeling her caressing my body with the warm sponge and rubbing my back with her other hand.
While she was cleaning me up, she was kissing all around my neck. I loved feeling her kisses on my neck. They were so calming, yet arousing.
When she was done bathing me she handed the sponge to me and said it was my turn to bathe her now. I washed her body as thoroughly as she had washed mine. I noticed her nipples were hard. I gently glided the sponge over them.
She had seen me staring at her breasts. It was the first time all night I was able to see her naked breasts up close. They were magnificent! I wanted to suck on them so badly! Victoria must have read my mind and said, “Amanda, is there something you want to ask me?”
That was my prompt to ask. “Victoria, may I suck on your nipples, please?”
“Yes, my darling Amanda, you may.” She said with a smile on her face.
My head was about even with her breasts. I reached towards her breasts and held them in my hands and then I took my lips and started sucking on her nipples. Her nipples were big and rubbery. They were the size of gumdrops. I felt like a baby suckling on its mother’s nipple. She caressed my wet hair as I sucked and sucked.
While I was sucking her nipples, she said to me, “When you go home tonight you will think of no one but me. I will be the only woman in your thoughts from now on. I am your goddess. You will not orgasm, even by yourself, without my permission. Before you leave, I want your cell phone number. That way, I can call you any time of the day or night and you will come to me. I own you now Amanda, every piece of you. You will be at my beckon call. Do you understand this?” Victoria asked me.
“Yes Victoria. I understand.” I replied after I took my lips off her nipple.
“Good little girl. If I call you and you do not answer, you will be severely punished. Do you understand Amanda?” She asked me once again.
“Yes Victoria.” I replied once again.
“Good little girl. I am glad we have all that sorted out now.” She was smiling. “Now, go down in the water and lick my pussy!” She ordered as she grabbed a handful of my hair and shoved my head underwater.
Since that fateful night of meeting Victoria at her lecture at my college and spending the night with her, it had been a week since I had heard from her. I don’t know if this was a way of torturing me psychologically because she knew I yearned for her soft flesh and dominating soul. I wanted her so badly I could still taste her on my lips. I wanted her so much it hurt.
My body had almost healed from the spankings and beatings and the clamps that she had placed on my nipples. My heart was another story. Why hadn’t she called me? Was she mad at me? Did I do something wrong? Dozens of questions went through my mind wondering. Soon, I was torturing myself wondering what I had done to deserve the silent treatment from Victoria.
When my cell phone rang, I picked it up to see who it was. Always a disappointment when it wasn’t Victoria. If I received a text message, I immediately went to read, only to find it was another law student or someone else asking me for notes or to ask me to study with them. Never was it Victoria. Victoria, my goddess had disappeared from me all week and my body ached for her.
I couldn’t concentrate in class and it was hard when visions of her were popping into my head on a constant basis. Images and visions of the first and last night we had spent together. The more I tried to not think about that night, the more I did and the more I replayed it over and over in my mind, the more aroused and turned on I became. I had thought about contacting her, but I remembered that she liked to be in control. If I contacted her and she became angered at me because she wasn’t in control of the situation, then I may lose her forever. But, on the other hand, if I angered her, she just might punish me and that would mean seeing her and feeling her touch, which was something my body was craving.
Then another thought came into my mind. What if she didn’t want me anymore? What if this was her way of letting me know that she was done with me? Those thoughts terrified me and upset me. I had just found my goddess and I couldn’t lose her now. No, that would not be acceptable to me. I hadn’t touched my pussy all week, mainly because it was still sore, but because I was not allowed to have an orgasm without Victoria’s permission.
It was a Monday and I didn’t have any classes that day, so my mind was filled even more with thoughts of Victoria. I made the decision. I just had to see her, feel her and taste her. I needed her. I carefully picked out a sexy, but professional outfit that night; a pastel pink skirt with a matching jacket and a see through white blouse underneath. I picked out matching heels as well. I decided to wear pink because she called me her good little girl and I wanted that image of being her good little girl to come into mind the moment she first saw me in pink. It was a psychological move on my part, I know. But, I was desperate.
I fell asleep that night thinking of how I was going to approach her and what I was going to say. I was nervous and excited all at the same time. I finally fell asleep around midnight or so and yes, I had dreams of my goddess.
I decided that I would go to her after class, which would be around lunchtime. I was hoping to catch her before she took a lunch. I knew what the law firm’s name was and I found the building. I parked my car and went inside. I gulped as I opened the door and went inside.
There was a cute blonde secretary sitting behind the desk answering the phones and greeting visitors. “Yes? May I help you?” She smiled and asked me.
“I… I…” I realized that I probably needed an appointment to see Victoria.
“Yes? Are you here to see someone? Do you have an appointment?” She said. This time her smile wasn’t a full smile, but more of a forced smile to show me that she was soon becoming annoyed. “Well, it’s almost lunchtime and there aren’t any more slots available for appointments.” She said. “Would you like to make an appointment for another day?”
I finally got my courage and asked, “Can I please see Victoria?”
“Victoria?” She asked me with a puzzled look.
“Oh! You mean Ms. Anderson.” She seemed surprised I had used Victoria’s first name.
“Yes. Victoria Anderson.” I said with a smile. Saying her name out loud and hearing it roll off my tongue made me smile.
She then reached for the phone and then looked at me and asked, “Who shall I say it is?” she asked me while dialing her extension.
“Amanda. My name is Amanda.” I replied.
She then spoke to Victoria. She was actually speaking to my goddess. I soon became nervous all over again, but giddy like a little schoolgirl with her first crush. My heart started racing. What if she wouldn’t see me? No. I can’t think negative thoughts. I thought to myself.
“Thank you Ms. Anderson. I will.” Then she hung up. “Ms. Anderson said to give her about ten minutes, then it’s the fourth door on the left down the hallway.” She said pointing towards the hallway. “You can take a seat over there in the reception area while you wait.”
“Thank you.” I said and took a chair in the lobby. The secretary left for her lunch and soon the building was in complete silence. The only sound I could hear was my heart pounding in my chest. Ten minutes seemed to go on forever. Was she doing this on purpose knowing that I was waiting out here for her?
When the long ten minutes had passed, I stood up and walked down the hallway to her office door. It was closed. I took a deep breath and knocked on it.
There wasn’t any answer. I knocked again.
Suddenly the door opened and there stood Victoria with a stern and serious look on her face. The perfect order of her office and the beautifully tailored blue suit that she was wearing added to the serious atmosphere. She didn’t say a word. Victoria stepped back and let me in. I entered her office nervously. Was this a big mistake I had made? I was thinking to myself during the uncomfortable silence in the room. I was anxious.
Victoria shut the door behind me and walked over to me. She grabbed my shoulders with both her hands, as she towered over me. Adding to my nervousness and anxiety, I was now intimidated by her strength and height.
She then pushed me against the door with my back against it. She took her knee, lifted my skirt and put her knee right in my pussy. She took off my jacket and tossed it over the chair and began to unbutton my blouse, all the while her knee still pushing against my crotch. I was shaking as I felt her hand brush against my breasts. I wasn’t wearing a bra. Her hand was touching my skin and I felt the warmth of her body against mine.
She then took a piece of paper that was folded up and slid it in between my waist and the waist to my skirt. Then she put my blouse back on, with minimal contact with my skin, buttoned up my blouse and handed me my jacket to put back on. She took her knee away from my pussy and walked over to her desk. Still not having said a word. She was looking over some papers at her desk.
I was afraid to speak. She then looked up at me, her eyes telling me what was I doing there still? She stared at me long and hard. I grabbed my purse that I had dropped on the floor and I then quickly left.
I rushed back to my car as fast as I could and feeling like showing up here was a huge mistake. I was more curious as to what the paper Victoria had put in my waist had written on it. What could she have possibly written on it? There was no way I could wait until I got home. I drove out of the parking lot and a few blocks away and I pulled into a parking lot. I reached into my waist and pulled out the piece of folded paper that Victoria had placed there when I was back in her office.
Slowly, I unfolded the note and read it:
What took you so long? Tonight at my house 7:00 P.m. SHARP. DO NOT BE LATE!
My heart was racing. I could hear her voice reading the note to me in her serious and stern voice. How was I to know that I was to call her or contact her? She was the one who took my number and said she would call me. I was so confused at this point. Was she playing head games with me? Some kind of power play move?
Then the thought of what she was going to do to me tonight had foreshadowed all other questions I had on my mind. Was I going to be punished for not contacting her? Was she angry with me? Had I disappointed her? I started to worry about what was waiting for me when I arrived at her house that night. What was I going to wear? Was she going to beat me again? I soon realized that I was craving and missing the pain she had inflicted on me as much as I was missing her scent, her touch and her caresses. I loved the pain that she inflicted on me.
I went home and took a long hot bath and prepared myself for her. I wanted my body to be perfect when I undressed this evening. It was as if I was preparing myself for a sacrifice to a goddess. And in a way, I was.
When I had determined that I was more than presentable to her, I left my home, got into my car and proceeded on my way over to her house. I was a few minutes early. I looked at my watch and it was 6:57 p.m.
I had noticed when I drove up that all the curtains were closed and all the lights were off. It appeared to me that no one was home. After parking my car in her driveway, I got out and walked towards her door. I noticed a paper taped to the door and as I got closer, I noticed large bold letters that read, “COME IN. THE DOOR IS OPEN.”
I checked my watch. It was now 6:59. I waited until it was exactly 7:00 and then I opened the door nervously and walked inside. It was completely dark inside. After walking inside more, I noticed a glow from a room near the hallway. Assuming that she was in there, I proceeded to walk towards the lit room. My high heels were clacking loudly on the hardwood floor. It was an eerie sound, since the house was in complete silence. The scenario was akin to the opening in a horror movie. My heart was racing.
The lit room turned out to be the kitchen where Victoria sat waiting for me. She was wearing her black lace corset, black lace panties, garters, stockings and six inch black stiletto heels. I was taken in by her beauty and sexuality. I was mesmerized by her appearance that I didn’t notice at first what was on the kitchen table.
There, on the kitchen table, was the biggest collection of straps, canes, paddles, whips, hairbrushes and even wooden spoons laid out, that I had ever seen before. I stared at the table wondering why all those devices were there.
I was soon distracted from them as Victoria stood up from her chair. Her stocking covered legs went on forever, her large round full breasts were perched on top of her corset, her lips were as red as her hair, which was flowing over her shoulders. I noticed her nails were painted to match the color of dark red on her lips. She looked inviting and intimidating at the same time.
With her usual confidence, she walked towards me and started to strip my clothes off. I had surprised my goddess and underneath my coat, I was only wearing pink lace panties and a pink lace bra with matching garters and stockings. The panties and bra had little pink bows on them. I wanted to be her good little girl. To add to the little girl image, I was wearing pink high heeled Mary Jane shoes.
Then, for the first time that day, I heard her voice. “You’re not getting out of anything this evening, just because you are dressed so cute and innocent, my little girl” She said in her stern voice.
I was staring blankly at her.
“You’re not expecting me to wait for you now, are you?” Victoria taunted me.
“I’m sorry Victoria.” I giggled in my little girl voice.
“Did you forget something?” Victoria asked as she twisted my nipple through my bra.
Victoria closed her eyes and puckered her lips. She was expecting me to give her a kiss. I leaned in and planted my lipstick colored pink lips on her full red lips. She immediately grabbed my hair and pulled me away from her face. With her other hand, she slapped my face really hard several times. I could feel the side of my face swelling up and burning.
Then she looked me in the eyes and said in a very angry voice, “When I tell you that I am going to call you, that is exactly what I mean. I will call you. Not the other way around. You have forgotten that I am in control. You never should have come to my office today. You broke the cardinal rule.” She slapped me again even harder across my face.
“You are the one who is supposed to wait by her phone and wait for me to call. I am a busy woman and when I want you, I will contact you. Do you understand me?” Her eyes were glaring at me angrily and her mouth was in a frown.
It was then that I realized going to her office was a really bad idea and she was right. I should have waited for her to contact me. She was the one in control. She held all the power. How could I be so stupid? I felt her hand slap me again across the face. This time so hard, that one of my teeth fell out and to the floor. I could taste blood in my mouth. I deserved it though. I broke her number one rule.
“Now, get over there next to the table and bend over.” She ordered.
I walked over to the table and bent over, as she had ordered me to. I felt her long nails rake down my back as she pushed them in deeply and ran them up and down my back. Soon, I felt small drops of blood dripping down my back and a stinging sensation. She had cut my skin with her nails!
Victoria then took a piece of black silk rope and tied my wrists together and then tied them to my ankles while I was still in the bent over position.
“You are not going anywhere little girl.” Victoria said with anger.
“I’m sorry Victoria. I’m sorry for breaking your rule.” I pleaded.
Victoria was now holding one of the canes in her hand. “Why don’t I believe you?” She asked, slapping the end of the cane the in the palm of her hand.
“I really am sorry Victoria.” I pleaded more. Then I decided to take a different approach. “I was missing you. I missed your scent, your touch, your voice, everything about you. I just had to contact you. Please forgive me Victoria.” I said in a sweet innocent voice. I knew it wouldn’t make much of a difference in my punishment. But, at that point, I had nothing to lose.
“I am going to punish you by beating you harder than you have ever been beaten before!” She yelled. The echo in the kitchen echoed in my ears. “And, you are going to love being beaten!”
The thought of being beaten by her scared the hell out of me. But, somehow, I knew that once she got started, I wouldn’t want her to stop. Somehow, I knew I would love it, just as she said I would.
My back and ass were facing her so I didn’t know what to expect. I was waiting for a sharp pain from the cane in her hand, but instead, I got an ice cold bucket of ice water down my back and ass! I screamed out in pain and from being in shock. The water was so cold that it felt like my skin was burning!
As I was shivering and shaking and freezing, Victoria said, “Don’t make such a big deal Amanda. You will dry soon enough.” Victoria began to caress my hair, which started to sooth me and make me soon forget what had just happened. “Does that feel good Amanda?”
“Yes Victoria.” I answered her as I was enjoying her strokes and caresses.
“Just don't enjoy it too much though.” She said.
Then, without warning, I felt the cane lash down suddenly on my back. It made me jump and squirm without any control of my own body. My skin was still cold and the stinging of the cane across my back was intensified. Then she hit me with the cane again and again until finally she broke skin and I began to bleed.
She picked up another bucket of ice cold water and poured it over my slashed back. It stung so badly! The combination of a stinging and burning pain flowed over my back. I screamed out loud, I couldn’t control myself. This did not please Victoria. I then remembered the first night she had told me that if I screamed too loud, I would be punished.
“You, my little girl, have just earned ten more lashings.” I knew I had angered her once again. “I want you to count them out as I come down on your back with this cane.”
The caning then began.
She came down hard on me, I called out, “One!”
Then the second one came, “Two!” That one was deeper and I felt another slash on my back.
“Oh, that one was a good one!” She said proudly.
Then, she just began caning me over and over again, that it was hard to keep up the counting without letting go of the tears from the pain I was feeling.
“Three! Four! Five!” I had to catch my breath. “Six! Seven! Eight!” I was breathing very short at this point. It was hard to when I was holding back my screams and cries. “N… N… Nine! T…T…
Ten!” I barely managed to get out. My back was burning in unbelievable pain. I hung limp while I was still bent over. I felt like I was going to collapse from the pain. But, leave it to Victoria to wake me up by dumping a third bucket of ice cold water on my back.
I felt like long needles were shooting throughout my back and down my spine. The pain was excruciating and it was unbearable. But, deep down inside, I knew I had to stifle my screams and not break the rule, because she would punish me more for screaming too loud.
“Now break a rule of mine again and disappoint me, you will get ten lashings with every device I have on the table over there. Do you understand me, Amanda?” She said as if she were giving a business lecture.
“Yes Victoria.” I managed to get out. My panties were wet, not only from the ice cold water that was thrown on me, but because I was unbelievably turned on. I felt my pussy begin to drip.
“You know I do this for your own good, don’t you Amanda?” She asked me.
“Yes Victoria.” I replied breathlessly.
“I know you are my good little girl and you want nothing more than to please me, right Amanda?” She asked me.
“Yes Victoria.” I replied again. I was too frightened to disagree with her.
“You know, it doesn’t really matter if you agree with me or not. Because, it will always be my way whether you like it or not. That’s the beauty of me being in control and in charge.” She was grinning at me wickedly.
Victoria then proceeded to pull my panties down to my knees and revealed my already rosy red ass. I wasn’t sure what she was going to do to me now. She walked over to the table and stood quietly for a few minutes. She was trying to decide on what instrument of torture to use on me next. I think she already had in mind what she was going to use, but she also wanted me to wonder for a few minutes. This was her way of psychologically torturing me; partly, because of the anticipation and partly because of the unknowing.
“Hmmm…” She said teasingly, “What should I use?” She pondered as she tapped her red polished fingernail on her lips. She then picked up the leather whip. As if the cane hadn’t already been enough. She walked back over to me and stood behind me.
Victoria lifted her arm up with the whip. Out of the corner of my eye I could see the strips of black leather, each about an inch wide and less than a quarter inch thick. There had to be about ten or more strips of leather. She then brought her arm down and began to slowly drag the leather strips over my back, which was still stinging from the ice cold water and caning. Then she lightly dragged them over my ass. Suddenly, she raised her arm again and brought the leather strips down on my ass with a loud CRACK!
Victoria’s strokes were evenly spread apart and were consistently hard. I used all my self-control I had in me to remain quiet, but to my horror… a scream had escaped me. This angered her. “Rule broken!” She yelled out and continued whipping me on my ass over and over again, which made me scream louder and louder. “Quiet Amanda!” She yelled at me. “I’m not whipping you that hard… yet!” She brought down the whip a few more times and then stopped.
Victoria spun me around so that I was facing the table with all the torture devices on it. She lifted herself up on the table so that I was even with her pussy. I could see her black lace panties were wet. She reached behind my head and yanked me forward placing my face smack in the middle of her crotch. It almost threw me off balance, so I basically fell into her pussy.
She slid her panties down and forced me to eat her pussy by pushing my face deep into her. Not that she had to force me to eat her out, I enjoyed the taste and smell of her sweet and musky pussy very much. It was what I loved to do.
While my face was buried between her thighs, Victoria picked up the hairbrush and landed it right on my ass. This pushed me into her pussy further and I screamed into her pussy loudly. She then reached down and pushed the hairbrush handle deep into my own pussy and started fucking me with it. I could feel the shooting pain and pleasure coming from my pussy throughout my body. It added to the pain I was already feeling from being caned and whipped by Victoria.
She fucked me harder and harder as I licked her pussy and sucked on it faster and faster. We were both coming close to an orgasm. I knew I couldn’t cum though without her permission.
Then, without warning, she picked up the wooden spoon with her other hand and shoved the wooden handle into my ass. I lunged forward in pain and screamed louder than I had ever screamed before. I don’t know if she had heard me or not because she was lost in her own moans, but as she fucked my pussy with the hairbrush handle and my ass with the wooden spoon handle, I continued to lick and suck on her pussy without abandon. I was determined to give her the orgasm I knew she wanted. I tried as hard as I could to hold my own orgasm back and waited to ask her for permission. I wanted her to cum first. It was her right to do so.
At this point I was alternating between her pussy and her clit, licking her pussy and sucking on her clit, back and forth. This was driving her wild, I could tell. She started bucking on the table and on my face. I became terrified though, she had broken my nose the last time she had cum while I was eating her out and I didn’t want that to happen again. At least not so early on in the night.
I wasn’t sure what was more painful, the wooden spoon handle in my ass or the hairbrush handle in my pussy. At this point it didn’t really matter to me. My body was in so much pain that I tried to focus on Victoria’s pleasure instead.
Finally Victoria began to orgasm. I felt her juices start to cover my face. She was moaning loudly in pleasure, but she didn’t stop fucking me with the wooden spoon and hairbrush handles. It was like she was on a mission to make me cum as well.
Her mission was almost accomplished. I found myself yelling out to her after she had orgasmed, “Victoria may I cum please?” I was so close to an orgasm
“What? What did you say little girl?” Victoria teased and taunted me.
“Victoria, please can I cum? I want to orgasm. Please Victoria?” I pleaded some more.
“Oh, you want to cum, don’t you?” She taunted me again.
“Yes, please?!” I was on the verge of cumming. I was hoping she would let me cum very soon because I didn’t think I could hold back anymore.
“Yes, my little dirty girl. You may cum for me.” Victoria said.
Thank fucking god! I thought to myself. I began to feel the intensity of my asshole being fucked and my pussy being fucked begin to work together in pleasure. As I started to orgasm, she also fucked my ass harder and harder.
“Ahhhh… Ahhhh… Ahhhh!” I moaned in pleasure as I came. It felt so good to finally release my orgasm. I was breathing very heavily. Panting was more like it. I rested my head on the table, still in between Victoria’s legs.
When we had both gained our composure, Victoria jumped off the table and onto her feet. I noticed a small puddle on the table. It was a milky white substance so I could only imagine it was her cum. “I want you to lick every single fucking drop off that table!” She commanded. “I want it so clean, that the president himself could eat off that table!” Victoria added.
I immediately started lapping up the puddle. It was definitely her cum and I was as eager to lick it all up as I was eager to please her. Finally I couldn’t taste her pussy juices anymore on the table. I felt myself craving more and wanting more. I wish the puddle had been bigger.
Then, suddenly and unexpectantly, I felt a leather strap slam across my ass and pussy. I was bending over still, my ass and pussy exposed. She had begun to spank my pussy with the leather strap!
Only moments earlier I was feeling pleasure from my orgasm and pussy. Now, I was feeling the most intense pain shooting from my pussy lips as she continued to spank my sore and wet pussy.
I was screaming loudly, knowing I would be punished more. But, I couldn’t help myself. Victoria ignored my screams and spanked my pussy brutally with the leather strap. I screamed and squirmed, it was a mixture of pleasure and pain. I felt myself becoming aroused and my pussy was getting wet once more as I felt the leather belt hit my pussy over and over again.
Victoria’s full strength was almost unbearable. She was a strong woman and her lashings showed it. I felt my pussy began to welt up as she continued to beat me with the leather strap. I wanted so badly to feel her lick my pussy or to caress it and tell me everything is going to be okay. But, then, I felt the opposite. She had changed the leather strap for the cane again and began to cane my pussy… focusing on my clit this time.
“Hold your ass up higher!” Victoria yelled out to me in her commanding voice. “I want to see that pussy of yours crystal clear!” I raised my ass as high as I could. I felt the cane land on my clit harder and harder.
Then, I thought to myself, if she keeps this up I may just cum again. The torturing of my pussy was exciting me as well as the way she kept hitting my clit, I felt myself nearing another orgasm. Should I ask her for permission again to cum? Should I just cum and not let her know. Would she know if I came? I was stuck in a conundrum (more like a CUMundrum) and I wasn’t sure what the hell I was going to do.
Before I could make a final decision as to what I was going to do, I must have passed out from the pain. When I came to, I was laying on Victoria’s bed. She had untied me from the ties I was in before and I was now on my back.
Victoria was smiling at me as she lay in between my legs looking up at me. Hello my little girl, nice of you to join me.” She said in a calm and soothing voice. Victoria was holding a jar in her hand.
“Victoria? What happened?” I asked.
“Oh my little girl, you passed out from the pain, I presume. So, I carried you up here to my bedroom and then untied you.” She was still smiling as she dipped her fingers into the jar and took out a glob of clear jelly.
I just stared at her. I couldn’t believe she had carried me upstairs. She must have read my mind of what I was thinking. “Didn’t you realize it yet? I am much stronger than you.” She was still grinning at me. Of course I knew she was stronger than me. How would I think anything different?
“Did you eat anything at all today?” She asked with a concerned look on her face as she turned me over on my stomach and began to rub the clear jelly on my ass.
“No.” I said shamefully. “I was too afraid that I wouldn’t be able to keep any food down.” I added.
“You know, usually by the second time being with me, you girls aren’t so nervous.” She said as she continued to apply the jelly on my ass. “But, you are different, I suppose.”
I’m not sure I understand you. What do you mean?” I asked.
“Do you honestly think you are the only female college student I have ever brought home from a lecture?” She asked me with her eyebrow raised. “I mean look at me. You college girls are obsessed with women like me. Women who are successful and in powerful positions, not to mention I’m drop dead gorgeous.” She then started rubbing the clear gel on my pussy. It felt cool and soothing. My ass wasn’t burning anymore.
Victoria continued, “I usually get these little slutty and needy whores who want to have their ass spanked and then have a million orgasms throughout the night. Not you though. You are an obedient little girl. You are cute, yet you can take a beating just like a man. Maybe even more so.”
I wasn’t sure what to say to her. Was she complimenting me?
“Say ‘Thank you Victoria’”, she teased as she lightly slapped my inner thigh and smiled.
“Thank you Victoria,” I said.
“You’re off of school next week for Spring Break, aren’t you?” She asked.
“Yes I am Victoria.” I replied.
“Hmmm… I have an idea. Why don’t you come here and stay with me for the whole week? I will take a week’s vacation. My boss has been nagging at me to take some time off. You will be under my control completely and you will be my very own little sex toy to play with.” Victoria asked.
A whole week with Victoria as her sex toy and under her control; the very thought of a whole week with Victoria excited me. “Yes please Victoria. I would love to!” I replied with a smile on my face.
“That’s my good little girl.” Victoria then paused and continued, “I am going to have to start training you how to be my little submissive then.”
Victoria then held up a small vibrator. It was a clear light purple with a curved head on it. I’ve seen them before online while shopping for sex toys. It was a G-spot vibrator. She turned it on and placed the tip on my clit. It felt really good and I was already feeling myself building up for an orgasm. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the pleasure. I was starting to get closer to cumming. Then I had remembered something.
“Victoria, may I please cum?” I pleaded for the second time that night.
“No.” Victoria replied as she turned the vibrator off. “Amanda, you are going to have to learn how to control your orgasms. Also, from this point on, you are not allowed to masturbate anymore. If I do find out you have masturbated and made yourself cum… Well…you really don’t want to have to go that route. It’s just better for you to obey my orders to prevent any severe punishments.”
I was so turned on that I couldn’t think straight. I was just told by the woman of my dreams that I couldn’t touch myself anymore or masturbate or orgasm. The fact that she had forbidden me to do any of those things made me want to do them even more. But, then I would be punished, severely punished, as Victoria had stated just a minute ago. I wanted... no, I needed to cum so badly right now. I couldn’t remember myself ever being this horny before.
Victoria then took me under the covers and pulled the blanket over me. She took me in her arms and placed one of her nipples in my mouth for me to suck on. I eagerly took her nipple in my mouth and began to suck on it.
She then took my fingers and shoved them into her pussy for me to finger fuck her. I obeyed her silent order and began to fuck her pussy with my fingers as I continued to suck on her nipple. She thrust her hips up and down as she fucked my fingers.
Suddenly, she began to cum again. I could feel her juices all over my hand. She let out a few moans and then stopped. Victoria then took my fingers out of her pussy and put them in my mouth. I licked my fingers clean, tasting her sweet and musky juices again during that night.
If I hadn’t been aroused before, which I was, I certainly would have been now. After I had licked my fingers clean, she pulled me in close to her.
She wrapped her legs and arms around me and soon fell asleep. I laid there knowing that I wouldn’t get much sleep tonight and even less sleep next week.
What had I gotten myself into? A week with Victoria as her sex toy and submissive to do whatever she wanted with. And even though I shouldn’t have been, I was still a little in shock when she had told me that he had brought back many college girls here to her home. I began to wonder what they were like. How they looked. How they tasted. Were they as good as I was? Where there worse than I was? Better than I was?
Millions of questions went through my mind that eventually I believe my mind soon became tired and I soon fell asleep in Victoria’s bed, in her arms, my ass and pussy still burning from the beatings I took earlier.
It had been a long week waiting for my Spring Break and now I was off school for a week and I was going to spend it with Victoria. All week in class I had gone over and over again the things she would probably do to me and I also went over in my mind her smell, touch and taste. It was all I could do to not masturbate and think about her. But, as Victoria had ordered, I could not masturbate or orgasm. I was denied that privilege.
So now, here I was, standing nervously at Victoria’s front door with my suitcase to stay with her for the week. She had told me to be here at 10:00 a.m. sharp. I noted that she was adamant about time schedules and didn’t like to be kept waiting.
As I stood waiting, I could hear her heels loudly clacking in the hardwood floor as she approached the door. The heels stopped and the door opened. Victoria was wearing a three piece business dress suit in a dark burgundy color. She stood at the doorway looking emotionless. “Come on in.” She said as she grabbed my suitcase from me and led me inside her house.
As soon as the door closed, she put my suitcase down on the floor and ordered, “Take all your clothes off now.”
I was wearing a mini skirt with a tight blouse, a white lace bra and matching white lace panties. I undid my skirt and dropped it to the floor. I unbuttoned my blouse and it also fell to the floor. I was standing in my bra and panties and heels.
Victoria then reached over and in an almost robotic manner took off my bra and threw it to the floor and pulled my panties down to my ankles and had me kick them off, landing to the right of me on the floor next to my other clothes.
I felt completely vulnerable and exposed as I stood before her naked. I knew Victoria loved me feeling this way and which is probably why she had me do it in the first place as soon as I stepped foot inside her house.
She turned me around and pulled the belt she had on around her waist off and tied it around my wrists behind my back. Then, she picked up a ball gag from the nearby table and forced it into my mouth and fastened it behind my head.
Victoria then walked me over to a small door under her stairway, grabbed me from behind my head and took a handful of my hair and threw me through the small doorway. I landed on my hands and knees in the dark and pleaded with her as she closed the door and locked it with only me inside the dark small room. It was silent. I then heard her heels clacking again on the hardwood floor as she walked to the front door, open it, close it and lock it behind her. Then I heard her start her car and minutes later, drive away.
So, here I was naked, bound and gagged locked in a dark little room all alone. I was terrified as to how long I was going to be kept in here. And even though I was panicking, I felt myself begin to get wet between my thighs as the heat was building up from my pussy.
Even though I had no idea how long Victoria was going to keep me in here, I had to give her credit; she knew exactly how to get my juices flowing erotically. I struggled to get free, knowing damn well that would be impossible.
First I would have to get my wrists free and then get through that locked door. And all for what? To be there when Victoria returned and be severely punished. A caning? A whipping? Perhaps the crop to my pussy again?
Maybe those tortures would all be old news to her and she would come up with something more terrifying and horrible to punish me with. The thought made me salivate through the ball gag and my pussy became wetter. My only hope was that Victoria wasn’t gone too long and I wouldn’t be in here for a long period of time.
An hour had gone by, or so it seemed that way, I had no way of knowing. The heat between my legs was intensifying. I looked down and noticed a little puddle of liquid between my legs; it wasn’t urination though, it was my pussy juices.
More time had passed and I realized that now I had to pee really badly. I had no choice but to urinate on the floor, my bladder was in so much pain. Once I had peed on the floor, which now was a bigger puddle to add to my pussy juices that were already on the floor. I was still excited though. I was sitting in my own urine like an animal. I couldn’t contain myself sexually any longer.
I began calculating in my head. I had to touch my pussy and I had to cum! I slowly stood up balancing myself without falling. I went over to the door and my calculation was right! My pussy and the door handle were exactly at the same height!
The steel door handle was very cold and felt good against my hot pussy as I began to rub up and down on it. Oh god! It felt so good! I rubbed my clit up and down on it and slid the door handle inside my pussy. I was getting close to cumming. I was almost at an orgasm when the door flew open and I felt a fist land dead center on my mouth. It was Victoria! She was home and she had caught me masturbating! I felt my lips swell up and I could taste my own blood. My lips had been caught in between the ball gag and Victoria’s fist!
Victoria grabbed me by my hair and looked me straight in the eyes with the most horrifying and angry look on her face that I had ever seen before. Her eyes were blazing with fury and her mouth had a scowl and her face was red with anger.
“What the fuck do you think you are doing?!” She yelled at me in my face as she still had a handful of my hair. “You pissed on my floor too?!” She had seen the puddle on the floor and smelled it. “I can’t leave you alone for two hours without you pissing on my floor and trying to get yourself off. You’re nothing but an animal and that is how you are going to be treated from now on while you are here!”
Victoria dragged me on the floor by my hair into the kitchen. She took out a thick metal collar from the drawer and put it around my neck and then she pulled out a leash and attached it to the collar.
“From now on you will only walk on your hands and knees. No more walking on your feet while you’re here.” She pushed me to the ground on all fours. She went over to the cupboard and pulled out two dog bowls. She filled one with water and the other she opened a can of stew and didn’t bother heating it up and just dumped it into the other bowl. “Bad dog! Bad girl!” She said and dragged me over to the bowls, pulled off my ball gag and ordered, “Eat your food and drink your water, bad girl!”
It felt good to get the ball gag off and I was thirsty, so I drank the water from the bowl. I hadn’t eaten that morning, so I was hungry. I ate the cold stew from the can inside the other dog bowl. It burned my cuts on my lips, but it also felt good to get some food inside of me.
As I ate she continued talking, “I had to go out to do a couple of errands and I expected you to be a good girl and wait in the closet for me. But you couldn’t even do that! I even stopped off and bought you a crab and shrimp salad. But, you will never eat that now!” She was still angry. “And there will be no masturbating in this house! I told you that you couldn’t cum without my permission and that you were not allowed to masturbate anymore! You broke so many rules in a short period of time that I am going to have to think of your punishment now!”
My punishment now? I thought to myself. You mean this wasn’t my punishment? I wanted to ask her but I didn’t want to push it and anger her any more than she already was. I felt so desperate that I was on the verge of crying. But, somehow still, I found myself aroused and wetter than I had been earlier. My pussy was throbbing harder than my lips were. More than ever I wanted to masturbate. But, I knew that was not possible.
Victoria then took two metal wrist restraints with chains attached and locked them around my wrists. She pulled out a stepladder and took the other ends of the wrist restraint chains and fastened them up to the hooks that were hanging from the ceiling. I had never noticed those hooks up there before.
“Perfect!” She proudly said out loud to herself. “I judged the length perfectly!” I was hanging from the ceiling with the balls of my feet on the floor to take the pressure off my arms. If I lifted my feet, I would be hanging by my wrists and that pulled and hurt my arms terribly.
She walked over to the counter and pulled out a single red rose from a vase that held two dozen red roses. She held the rose up to me. “Aren’t roses beautiful, Amanda?” She asked.
“Yes Victoria.” I replied faintly.
“The beauty of a rose is that they are perfect and beautiful to look at, but if you don’t handle them just right and not pay attention to them closely, their thorns will pierce your skin.” She held up the rose to my face. I noticed that the rose had a lot of thorns on it. Then, I realized something. She was going to pierce my skin with the rose!
“Victoria please don’t hurt me with those thorns!” I cried out in a panic.
“Little slutty horny girls who don’t follow my rules and masturbate on doorknobs don't get off easy in my house!” Victoria declared.
“Please Victoria!” I pleaded with tears running down my face.
Victoria looked up at with an almost sympathetic look. “Little girl, you should know better than to disobey me!”
“I’m sorry Victoria! Please forgive me!” I pleaded more.
She put the rose on the table and walked over to me and caressed my cheek with her hand.
“'Do you trust me completely Amanda?” She whispered softly in my ear.
“Yes Victoria” I replied.
Victoria then looked me straight in the eye and said, “I take care of you, don’t I?” She asked me.
“There will never be any permanent damage done to you by anything I ever do to you, you do understand that right? Everything I do to you will heal eventually.”
“Please don’t use the thorns Victoria.” I tried a futile attempt to plead once more.
“My little girl, I never want you to be afraid of me.” She caressed my cheek more. “But, I am going to use the rose thorns and they will hurt and I am going to be very proud of you for taking your punishment.”
More tears rolled down my face.
“Trust me my little girl, you need this more than you know.” She then walked over to the rose and picked it up and began to drag it over my back, causing hairline scratches that began to form tiny beads of blood. I felt the stinging on my back and it hurt.
Victoria then worked her way around to my breast and continued dragging the thorns over my breasts and stopping at my nipples. She took her other hand and pushed the thorn in and punctured my right nipple. I let out a little scream. Then she dragged the thorn over to my left nipple and repeated the process of puncturing my left nipple.
Blood was now dripping from my nipples and I could see the hairline scratches on my chest and she was now working her way down to my stomach. The heat between my legs was intensifying and I was becoming aroused once again. My clit was pulsating and yearning for her attention.
Victoria saw my pussy began to moisten and then drip and she did the unthinkable. She took the thorns on the rose and ran them over my pussy and then stopped with a thorn over my clit. “Victoria please?” I cried out because I knew what she was going to do next.
After pausing for a moment, she pressed the tip of the thorn into my clit. I felt a stinging sensation and pain shoot up through my stomach. But, my pussy became even wetter.
She then dragged the thorns down my legs to my ankles, first in the front, then in the back. At this point, there must have been hundreds of tiny scratches with hundreds of tiny beads of blood coming from them. And, I had never been wetter before in my life.
I wanted to orgasm so badly at this point. More than I had ever wanted to before in my life. But, I knew I couldn’t. That is what got me here in the first place; my drive and passion for cumming when I felt the need to. I was a slave not only to Victoria, but also to my pussy as well.
“Well, look at who is getting horny. You little slutty girl Amanda!” Victoria laughed as she continued dragging the thorns over my skin. “Don’t go getting all aroused on me and wet, you do know that this is punishment still, don’t forget that!”
In all honesty, I really was enjoying the pain. There were times when it became too intense, but then there were times I found myself being more aroused than tortured. If only Victoria would let me play with my pussy long enough to orgasm or even better, have her play with my little dripping wet cunt.
I was soon finding myself getting lost in the pleasure I was receiving from the pain. Victoria must have sensed this and without warning, I felt the thorns between my legs again and then she was pushing the thorned rose stem up my pussy!
I began to scream and squirm! I was writhing in pain from this torturous act that was being performed on me! I felt the tips of four thorns being scraped along the inside of my pussy. Victoria was slowly sliding the stem in and out. Fucking me with it. Even through the pain, I wanted to cum!
She then slowly removed the stem of thorns from my pussy. My pussy not only was aching from the thorns, but it was aching to be touched, to be played with… for attention…. Any kind of attention at this point! Oh the agony of it all!
“I bet from now on, you will never masturbate without my permission.” Victoria taunted.
“No Victoria,” I replied as quickly as I could.
“Okay.” She put the rose on the table. “Let’s get you down now.”
She undid my wrist restraints, but left the metal collar on my neck. I immediately fell to the ground on my hands and knees.
“Good, that’s where you belong. On the floor on your hands and knees like the bad little girl you are.” She said to me coldly.
I remained on my hands and knees for a few minutes not knowing what was to happen to me next. More torture? Part of me was hoping for her to play with my pussy and part of me wanted more pain.
Victoria was sitting on the chair staring at me with a cold look in her eyes. It was as if she was waiting for me to do something or say something.
I thought quickly and said, “Thank you Victoria.”
That was what she was waiting for. She then smiled and replied, “You are very welcome my little girl.” She then took the metal collar off my neck and placed it on the table. She bent over and picked me up and carried me upstairs where she drew me a bath with aloe and chamomile to sooth the scratches on my skin.
Once I was in the large oversize bathtub, my skin began to feel better. “Feeling better?” Victoria asked me grinning.
“Yes Victoria, thank you.” I replied.
“See, my little girl, I will always take care of you as long as you take your punishments like you should. I am very proud of you.” She said as she began to strip naked and climb into the bathtub with me. I was taken completely by surprise! It was a treat to have my goddess in the bathtub with me and to see her in all her naked and beautiful glory!
When she had immersed herself into the bathtub, disappointment overcame me. The bubbles in the bathtub had covered her beautifully naked body and all I could see of her skin was her collarbone and above.
“Come over here to me.” She whispered softly.
Yes Victoria.” I complied and moved closer next to her.
“'Closer to me!” Victoria said in a stern voice as she ordered me. “Do I really scare you that much Amanda?” She said as she playfully splashed water at my face.
Not sure as to how I was supposed to answer that question and when I didn’t she repeated herself. “Amanda, do I scare you?”
“Yes, sometimes Victoria.” I answered honestly. She did scare me at times, but mostly she turned me on.
“Good answer my little girl.” She said leaning in to kiss me on my cheek. Her soft wet lips felt nice. I was wishing she would kiss me on my lips, but I would take any kind of kiss from her anywhere. She then leaned in and began to wash my body with the sponge. Then she washed my hair with some really good smelling shampoo. It was strawberry scented. It reminded me of how her hair always smelled when I would get that rare chance to be in close to her and smell her hair.
When she was done bathing me, I wanted to return the favor to her. “Victoria, can I please wash you now?” I asked in a sweet voice.
“Have you been a good enough little girl to be able to have the privilege of washing me?” She answered me with her own question.
“I want to do something nice for you.” I replied.
Now I had confused her. “Why is that?” She asked with a puzzled look on her face.
“Because you are always doing nice things for me and I want to return the favor.” I pleaded. “Please let me wash you Victoria.”
“Well, how could I refuse such a thoughtful gesture?” Victoria then smiled at me with affection in her eyes.
I wanted to please her so much that I took the sponge and soap and did exactly as she had done to me when she had bathed me. I made sure to get every inch of her body and massaged her skin in a circular motion. I must have been doing something right because she closed her eyes and began to moan quietly.
I was able to take in every curve of Victoria’s well-toned body. It was firm, yet voluptuous. She had the perfect body. Zero fat, but very curvaceous. I wanted to ask her about her body, but I knew I would be overstepping my boundaries and I should just keep quiet and bathe her. Besides, I had another question I had wanted to ask her.
“Victoria, may I wash your pussy?” I asked nervously.
“That’s my good little girl for asking permission. I am proud of you Amanda. See? You can be trained to be the obedient submissive little girl I want and adore.” She spread her legs open. “Go ahead and help yourself.” She said smiling.
I slowly began to wash her crotch area with the sponge. I lingered over her slit and let my finger slide over it a few times. Her clit was hard.
“Wash my pussy Amanda, not play with it!” Victoria said laughing.
I knew I had overstepped my bounds. “I am sorry Victoria.” I said and stopped rubbing her clit.
“You are just too cute for your own good sometimes!” She said as she held my face with her hands. “You want to see something?” She asked.
“Yes, of course I do Victoria.” I said wondering what she wanted to show me.
She pulled out of the bathroom cupboard two fresh and fluffy white towels and handed me one. We wrapped the towels around us and she led me back downstairs and under the stairs to the door where we had been before. She opened the door and we went inside. It was the same little room I had been locked in earlier. I began to feel a bit nervous.
She pulled my towel off of me and turned the light on. The door we had just walked through didn’t lead to just a little room like I had thought. It led to a bigger room.
I was horrified at what I saw. There were contraptions everywhere that I had never known existed. Chains were hanging from the ceiling like Victoria had in her kitchen. There was a huge wooden “X” against the wall with restraints. A table was in the center of the room that had little metal rings all around the edge.
But, what really terrified me more than anything, was the young girl chained to the wall. She was about my age with black hair and on the slender side. Her head was hanging until she saw Victoria.
“Hello Mistress!” She said with enthusiasm.
“Hello Brooke.” Victoria said back to her.
I wasn’t sure as to how to react. I was stunned. Before I could figure out what was going on, Victoria grabbed me and chained me to the wall next to Brooke. Victoria then walked over to a cabinet and opened it. She put on a black lace corset with connecting garters. She slid on some black silk thigh high stockings and connected the garters to her stockings. Then she slipped on some stiletto-heeled boots that went up past her knees.
She looked at herself in the long mirror in the cabinet and admired how she looked. She reached up on top of the cabinet and pulled down a whip; a long black leather Indiana Jones type of whip. She raised it high above her head and cracked it hard.
If I hadn’t been scared before, I certainly was now, especially when she came walking over to us. She then stopped in front of Brooke and I. “Which one of you has been the naughtiest little girl?” She looked back and forth at us. I wasn’t sure if it was a rhetorical question or if she really wanted someone to answer. I was paralyzed.
“I think you are both slutty little whores.” Victoria said coldly to us both. “You two practically threw yourselves at me at my lecture. Brooke, how many guys have you fucked in your short lifetime?”
“Too many to count.” Brooke answered faintly.
“A number Brooke! I want a number!” Victoria yelled out.
“Twenty-two!” Brooke yelled out.
“What a slutty little cock whore you are!” Victoria seemed really angry now. “You know cocks are bad for you, don’t you? All boys want to do is fuck our pussies and you are weak Brooke for giving your most prized possession to them!”
She took a few steps over to me and looked back at Brooke, “See Amanda here?”
“Yes Victoria.” Brooke replied nervously.
“Amanda is just like me, she has never had a real cock before. I took her virginity with a rubber cock. Isn’t that right Amanda?” She asked looking at me.
“Yes Victoria.” I answered quickly.
She walked back over to Brooke. “That whoring pussy of yours needs to be cleansed of the cocks it has taken!” Victoria then raised her whip out and up and brought it down onto Brooke’s pussy with a loud CRACK! A red welt appeared across her pussy.
“Only twenty-one more to go!” Victoria yelled out. “One for each cock you have let fuck that pussy of yours!” Victoria proceeded to whip Brooke twenty-one more times. By the time she was finished, Brooke hung even more limp from the chains, than she had when I had first arrived in the dungeon.
Victoria was perspiring. I don’t know if it was because of the temperature in the dungeon, it was a little warm in there, or because she had exerted so much of her energy whipping Brooke. Brooke was covered in welts across her pussy and thighs. I almost felt sorry for the girl. Almost. I mean, she did fuck twenty-two cocks from guys. That is a lot of cocks, even for a straight girl and I tended to agree with Victoria that Brooke was a cock whore and needed to be punished.
Victoria put the whip down on the table with the metal rings and walked back over to Brooke and stood in front of her. “Now look what you have made me do!” She yelled at Brooke. “I’m all sweaty now and Amanda here just gave me a bath not even less than thirty minutes ago!”
Victoria then reached out with her right hand open palm and slapped Brooke across her face so hard that Brooke’s head spun to the side quickly. If I were a betting girl I would put money on it that Victoria had given her whiplash from the contact.
Victoria then took her other hand and slapped the other side of Brooke’s face even harder. The poor girl looked beaten down. But somehow, somewhere she still managed to have the look of admiration in her eyes for Victoria. Now that was loyalty, I thought to myself. I knew Victoria had seen it too because Victoria then unchained Brooke from the wall and cradled her in her arms like a baby.
“Now Brooke, you know I love you my darling.” Victoria cooed as she rocked Brooke back and forth.
I was jealous. I wanted to be beaten too so I could be cradled in Victoria’s arms. It was worth getting beaten over to feel her arms wrapped around you and being cradled by her. To feel her soft skin against yours. To feel her caressing your face and brushing her hand through your hair. I wanted to be beaten just as Brooke had been, if not harder, so I could feel the love and attention from Victoria. Brooke was a lucky little bitch and I envied her right now.
When Victoria was done coddling Brooke she whispered something in her ear. Brooke smiled and got up and walked over to the cabinet and reached inside and pulled out a canister and brought it over to Victoria. “Thank you darling.” Victoria said and kissed Brooke on her cheek.
Victoria then got up from her chair and walked over to me. She opened the canister and pulled out a clothespin. She opened it and put one on my right pussy lip. I felt a shooting pain. She reached in and pulled out another one and put it on my left pussy lip. More pain. She then took a couple more out and placed one on each nipple. I felt more shooting pain and I could feel myself get wet. She pulled out a couple more clothespins and put one on my clit and then one on each ass cheek.
I felt pain from all over my body. It was a delicious pain though. The clothespins had little sharp teeth on them and were digging into my skin. Victoria pointed to the cabinet and said, “Crop!” Brooke immediately ran over to the cabinet and grabbed a riding crop and ran back over to Victoria with it.
Victoria took the riding crop in her hand and said, “Now, it’s time for target practice.” She had the most wicked grin on her face!
She stood up and was standing in front of me. She raised the riding crop, closed one eye, took aim and smacked the clothespin off my nipple with the crop. The pain was more intense when the clothespin came off than when it had been put on. I thought my nipple had been ripped right off my breast!
Victoria then raised the crop again and aimed for my other nipple. More shooting pain! Oh dear god! What the hell? I felt like my nipples were bitten off! I looked down at them. No, still in tact, just some drops of blood coming from them.
Victoria didn’t pause, she took aim on my pussy and one by one hit the clothespins off with the riding crop. “Damn! I’m getting better at this!” She said to herself still grinning wickedly. She then went behind me and hit the ones off my ass. “There, got all of them now.” She was pleased with herself. “All on the first hit too!” She was definitely proud of herself. “There was a time when it took me a couple of times to hit them off. Now, I get them all on one shot each.” She paused for a moment. “Now that was fun wasn’t it?” she asked me.
“Yes Victoria.” I faintly answered still in pain.
“Oh come on now, you’ve taken worse from me.” She laughed. “That was just a fun little game I like to play.”
Then, for a moment, I noticed a spark in Victoria’s eyes and smile and somewhat of a glow. It was a different side of Victoria that I had never seen before. She reminded me of a little girl who just got her pony that she wanted for her birthday. I thought my heart was going to melt.
“We are going to have a little training session now.” Victoria said. “Brooke come over here.”
“Yes Victoria.” Brooke said as she ran over to where Victoria was standing in front of me. “You know Amanda here loves to play with her pussy. I caught her fucking the door handle to the door to this room this morning. Can you believe that?” She asked Brooke as if I wasn’t even in the room.
Suddenly, I felt my face get warm. I felt embarrassed and humiliation!
“Yes she was. I told her that she couldn’t masturbate at all or have any orgasms without my permission and she went against my orders. I punished her for it already, but now I need to do some training for her and you are going to help me.”
“Yes Victoria.” Brooke agreed.
I couldn’t believe she had told Brooke about me fucking the door handle. God, I felt so ashamed. She made me sound like I was a nymphomaniac. I don’t know, maybe I was. But, to hear it come from her lips to tell another person made me regret doing it altogether in the first place.
Victoria was whispering in Brooke’s ear and Brooke was nodding. I wondered what she was telling her now that she didn’t want me to hear.
Brooke then walked over to me, got on her knees and spread my legs apart. She began to lick my pussy. Oh my fucking god! How I have been aching for attention on my pussy for so long today! It felt so good feeling Brooke’s wet little tongue massage my pussy lips and my clit. Within minutes, I already felt myself building up for an orgasm. I knew that I had to ask Victoria first though. I had definitely learned my lesson on that.
“Victoria, can I cum please?” I asked her.
Victoria walked over to me and slapped me really hard across my face. “No.” She answered in a stern voice.
Oh fuck! I needed to orgasm badly! With Brooke’s tongue working in my pussy, I didn’t know how long I could hold off. So I tried again.
“Victoria, can I please orgasm?” I pleaded once more.
Victoria slapped my face harder and said, “No. Hold off on it. Self control Amanda, self control.”
Her slapping me was making me even more aroused and I think she knew that. Oh fuck! It was getting harder and harder to gold back. Brooke had her tongue all the way inside my pussy now and she was fucking my pussy hard with her tongue!
“VICTORIA! PLEASE LET ME CUM!” I yelled at the top of my lungs begging her with every ounce of self-control I was holding onto in my body.
I felt a harder slap across my face. That was it, I was going to release whether I had her permission or not. I had to. This wasn’t now a matter of choice for me but a matter of a necessity. One out of sheer survival. I was going to cum with or without her permission. It was all just too much to bear. Brooke was licking my clit with her tongue and then nibbling on it. That was the epitome of giving me an orgasm. I soon began to orgasm.
Brooke stopped licking me. “I think she’s cumming Victoria.” She looked at Victoria and told her.
“What?!” Victoria said out loud. Then she looked me in the eye, “ARE YOU CUMMING WITHOUT MY PERMISSION?!?!?!” She was yelling at the top of her lungs and really angry.
“Yesssssss Victoria!” I said as I came. Yes, I had orgasmed WITHOUT Victoria’s permission. I disobeyed her once again. But, I didn’t care. That few moments of pure pleasure was worth it. I had to do it out of survival and I was willing to pay the price, whatever it was going to be. It would be worth it.
And damn! Broke knew how to eat a pussy really good. I don’t know if it was because I needed it so badly or because she was actually good, but it was probably the best I had had in awhile, besides Victoria of course.
I hung limply on the chains against the wall. I had orgasmed. I felt drained and now I was waiting to receive my punishment, whatever it was going to be. I knew I had it coming since I blatantly disobeyed Victoria.
What was it going to be? Rose thorns? Caning? Whipping? Flogging? Spanking? I was ready to take my punishment. Whatever pain Victoria was going to deal to me, I was prepared.
Except for the one I received.
Victoria said in a disappointing voice, “Come on Brooke, let’s go. You can sleep in my bed tonight. Amanda here will take your place tonight since you have proven to be the most obedient and loyal girl.” She then put her arm around Brooke and kissed her on the lips in front of me. Broke was smiling.
Then Victoria looked at me and said, “You sicken me Amanda. You have disappointed me. You know the rules and still you blatantly disobey them. You can stay in here all night and think about having more self-control than you do. Maybe next time you will think twice about cumming without my permission.”
Victoria and Brooke walked out arm in arm and Victoria turned the light off on her way out. I was left in the dark alone hanging from the chains from the wall. I wondered how long she would keep me in here. I never dreamt of this punishment. The worst part was that Brooke was going to be sleeping in the bed with Victoria tonight. Brooke was going to be sitting next to Victoria at the dinner table. Brooke was going to be bathing Victoria. I don’t think Victoria could have given me a worse punishment than to be separated from her.
I loved Victoria with all my heart. I had fallen in love with her the first night I had met her. Did she love me? I was just a sex toy to her. That was the part I played in her life.
Something to amuse her with.
And you know what? I wouldn’t have it any other way.