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"Hi Vee, how are you this morning? Ms. Katrine asks as I walk into her bakery. I'm 5'2 about 180 built I use to be into bodybuilding a short time but I developed very well. Also, I have a functional job that keeps me up and moving around all day for anywhere from 8 to 16 hours at least 3 days of the week.
'I am doing good, Ms. K thank you, how are u, do you have my favorite?" I ask her as I walk into the bakery wearing long black leather pants, a dark green long sleeve top my hair slick back on top and shaved off on the side. I walk over to grab me 2 bottles of water and she reaches over handing me a plate with a guava and cheese pastry ( turn over for those of you that don’t know).
'here you go hun, your favorite freshly made, hows that for a cheat meal" she said with a big smile on her face. She reminds every one of their nanada or grandma and always so bubbly with a big smile.
I take it and I snort it down in 2 bites, I LOVE guava and cheese is my favorite (it really is) soon after eating it I drink my 2 bottles of water as I am paying for it. In a blink of an eye, I about to dash out the door and off to my left sitting there all the way on the back by herself is Rubbie, shes a tall white, hazel green eye that can hypnotize you by just staring at you. Long black silky hair up to mid-back, she has a somewhat native look or style. However, she is heavily tattooed all over her arms. From the looks of it I would say shes a rebel! mmmmmmmm I saw her a few times on and off around my building complex but never really up and close. She was sitting there at the back on a booth leaning up against the wall looking out the window. Drinking her coffee, while taking the time to enjoy her pie. Not sure what kind of pie but it was heavily with cream over it. I must admit the way she was licking that spoon, made think of ways I can ......
Oh, that's right I need to get going, I storm out the bakery running off to work as I pass the window to where my mystery tattooed beauty was, I smile and winked at her. To which she seems to be oblivious to me which is good cause shortly after I trip over my foot and busted my ass royally on the curve of the sidewalk. "Hey what fuck.... I meant to do that!" I get up bouncing off my toes and sprinting to whatever it is that I was hurrying up to go.
Later that evening I swing by my favorite bakery and get myself a power to go beagal with everything on it and I prepay it ahead of time Ms.K already preparing for me and having it ready for me to pick it up, storm out the door. Soon I'm at my doorway on my apartment complex when I suddenly see my tattooed woman walk a few doors over with what appears a pie on her hand I recognized the box anywhere. I duck inside my room still peeking thru the door. I knew she was in my complex didn't know she was a few rooms over. Well, this is interesting. As soon as I see her go in her door closing and locking behind her. I spring out my door and slowly tippy tippy tippy toe over her door. I don't know there's nothing for me to do there, no mailbox to investigate. Ha. room 1015 the mail boxes down stairs. Suddenly I spring down running down the stair n into the main lobby area outside of the building complex where all the mailboxes are. 1015 1015 where are u I look thru the 10' mmmmmm odd nothing maybe she has a P.o Box. mmmmm old before I know it I'm back in my apartment. I take some time to relax and prep up my clothing for tonight events. Alternatives Lifestyle come to experience your wild side' kinda of cliché but it gets the point across. I am going just to enjoy the moment.
23oo its time, I got to go, after getting dressed and bolt out the door, and just as I am about to make my to the elevators and when suddenly my tattooed beauty bumps right into me bumping me, body to body. I just stop and look at her
she stops and bends down to pick up my whip (that's right) my whip a long 8feet in length double strap twist tied double leather with a tiny little bell at the end of the tip. She picks it up with a perplex look on a face and with a confuse southern-like accent like that from someone from New Orleans
"my apologies I...what the?"' she said picking up my whip. As I stand in front of her clad in nothing but black leather with long leather tight pants down to my ankles with a long buckler strap boots with about 3 to 4inches think high heels. The buckle strapping up the side all the way mid way to the knee. A long v cut corest zigzag lace in the middle strap down by a buckler that matches my boots straps. Over on top, I have an all leather black jacket short cut connecting at my hips with a fire phoenix on my back. My long top hair loose and slick back, my hazel eye contacts and my right check black beauty mark hence by my makeup and a small diamond next to it in jaded green color with a little green glitter spanking all over in the right areas to make me have a green like glow. I stand right in front of with my right hand on my hip slightly resting and my left hand extending over to her my nails short trim cut with black and green polish publish over it, giving my nail a green like polish.
She goes from looking at the whip to suddenly looking me up and down over and over her eyes going over every inch of my body(that's right bitch admire me) Shes looking at me up and down with her eyes, I know this look very well. I have seen it a few times over and over again.
Shes there on the floor on her knees ( love that position on her), in an all black top and blue tight jeans, her hair loose back and a nose to ear ring with chain. From the way shes kneeling before me, she looks like a moral worshipping a goddess. ( worship me, bitch) I see her waiting for her to move or take a reaction, but shes there kneeling with her eyes filled with admiration. (well this is going to be fun)
I lean slightly down, and with my left hand I gently caress her face down to her neck slowly, her body trembles, her breath gets shallow and she inhales and exhales deeply as If I just stole her breath away. I am waiting to see if she pulls back or try to step off but no not at all, in fact, the total opposite she kneels slightly up towards me giving into my touch, as unconsicily she starts to caress my whip.
"I will take that!" I say pulling the whip from her.
"name?' I ask her, she looks at me puzzled
"Girl, what is your name?" I ask again looking at her deeply
"Rubbie, my name is Rubbie Ms" she barely whispers still looking at me in a divine worship manner.
"Rubbie? I repeat with a y or ie?" i asked just to make sure, she looks at me still in a trance state,
"No matter, but Rubbie, you, need to be more careful walking around mindlessness not paying attention to where you are going, you can trip and fall." I take the back of handel of the whip and tap her on her head with it. Teasing her and petting her with the tip of the handle of the whip before I pop into the elevator and stand holding the whip as the door slide close. She seems to be frozen in place not sure what to do or say a confused look in her face. My God, she has the most beautiful green eyes I have ever seen. I go off for a few hours to engage in some unspoken and classified adult events. To which of the events ran a little late and I stay over into the early moring. To which I took the liberty of swapping out to my more causal and normal clothing.
It's early morning and I dash into the K's Bakery. I'm dressed in some simple blue jeans with black shoes and a tight v neck black shirt with my hair tied up and my sunglasses to hide my overnight sleep-deprived eyes from the sun glare. I popped my glasses up on my head. I walk into the bakery right over there to the back on the right side in the same booth is Rubbie. Shes dressed in a tight red top and black jeans with her hair wetted down. shes drinking her coffee and eating that damn pie heavy whipped and all the whole time shes rubbing the back of her neck like shes nervous. Still, shes enjoy her pie.
"here you go V, your usual, enjoy," Ms.K said handing me my favorite breakfast. I take the small brown bag and pop over to Rubbie and come a few inches over by her table as shes sitting there.
'hello, Rubbie I emphasized the I e at the end of her name, how are you today?' I say dropping my breakfast on the table and popping my self on the sit in front of her reaching over to her coffee pitch and an empty cup and about to pour some coffee when
"I'm sorry, do I know you?' she responds totally oblivions
From the total shock of the moment, I seem to have lost my balance of the chair and bust my ass on the floor "SHE DON"T RECOGNIZED ME " I think to my self as I am lying on the side of the chair my right leg pop up on it and I'm just lying there.
"Excuse, are you alright?" Rubbie ask glancing over down to me
"me? yes, I'm fine, why do you ask? I reply back
" you're on the floor, why are you down there?" she asks. As I totally realized that I am totally laid up on the floor like someone that just totally lost the balance of a perfectly good chair and is too embarrassed to get up.
"I am looking for my glasses" I suddenly reply thinking of something
"they are on your head" she answers. I reach over n well wouldn't u know it they were on my head.
I pop back up and take a sit on the chair this time properly inspecting it. As I am inspecting the chair she pours my coffee and prepped it for me and places it over to my side of the table. FINALLY, I think to myself.
"I'm sorry, whats your name," she asks while stirring her coffee. she has passionate red nail polish that makes her skin shine from how perfect it matches her hands. Her skin seems soft dedicated like pale rose skin.
"Vanessa, my name is Vanessa, but you can call me Vee," I say reaching extending my hand to her
"Vee, nice to meet you, " she reaches over to my hand giving it a nice tug on it and going right back to eating her pie.
Ok that's it I need to know!
"Pie?" I ask pointing at it. She looks at me a little confused
"Coconut cream" is my favorite she said taking a spoonful of it placing it in her mouth and licking the spoon over and over while rolling the front and the back. I just sit there watching her filled with admiration as I am watching her thinking of what else I can give her for her run her tongue on.
"are you alright?" she askes me placing her spoon down and taking a sip of her coffee with her left hand
"yes yes, I am" why do you ask?”
Oh, your turning red thought maybe you had an allergic reaction."
“I am, must be hot,” I say
She gets up and stands up, shes tall slender perfect swimmer body her long black hair tipping just slightly below her bra line. She dresses in a black top with red lace bra her tattoos showing off on her arms back and off on the side of her body.
“oh u have ink,” I say looking at her up and down trying to see just how far down below her tattoos goes.
“Wow, u really are inked up, how many tats u have?” I asked her trying to rip her clothing with my eyes.
“36 and I am working on some not done, I use to be a tattoo artist back in the days” she explains paying for the food so cute she also pays for my coffee.
“oh wow, so your basically tattooed’ I say taking a sip of my coffee.’
“basically” she said and turns around and leaves.
How rude just walking away from me, didn’t even say ‘see ya later, or have a nice day’ rude rude rude I tell u “Oh but she did leave half her coffee left on the cup hello free coffee, “ I thinking to myself reaching over and taking her cup and sip of the coffee “EEEEKKKKKKKKKKKK” black coffee. The one thing I have not been able to do, I reached over taking the milk and the sugar and tasting the coffee and mixing it pouring it in my cup and drinking it. I have to admit she has a very nice scent mmmm jasmines mint or something of that nature.
Later that night at my apartment, as I am dressed up this time on a black leather pant dress suit perfect cutting the v cut tail on the back with red lacing for a perfect red and black combo. My nail red painted shortcut with a slight red highlight on my slick black hair wavery down to my waist. A red heart tattoo painted over the right cheek birthmark that I have just below my eye few inches above my lip center to my nose. I have passionate red lipstick shadow it off with some black off on my lips just for enhancement I have a black outer leather cape attach over the shoulders and drop down to my back with red lining underneath. This time I have a melt chain link strap over my hips using that as my belt. Tonight events are chains and lock a few will be locked up and bounded. Everything is perfectly fitted with my tall skinny from the bottom to the very top handles wit my cobra head and jaded green eyes snake-head cane. This cane was a very special gift to me by a Madam that took me in under her wing and trained and taught me. Its is very special and in almost all of my “outting’ for this time of events, I will have it. I never let it out too far away from me. I have a small attachment clip on and off that I can clip it to my belt or loop so it hangs off my hip like a sword. It pretty much goes perfectly with all my different outfits. On my left hand on my index finger a dragon fingernail extending over the tip of my finger. I just like it for added accessory.
As I am walking out at the end of the hallway apparently doing her laundry or coming back from doing her laundry I see “rubbie’ I slowly make my way to her as she’s carrying her basket inside her place. I stand quietly over by door entrance watching her. She unknowingly swings the door close, I place the cane in between stopping it from locking and push it open standing watching her.
“hey?? She yells over looking at me and looks stunned.
“ Robbie? Correct” I ask knowing very well her name
“Yes, that’s my name, and who are you?”
“that’s for me to know and for you to find out,” I say as, I chuckle, she still hasn’t recognized me I knew I look different when I dress up but I didn’t know I look that different.
She just stands there looking at me a bit stunned.”
May I? I say retrieving the cane and singling as if I ask to come in
“um sure” she said a little surprise as I walk in slowly tapping my the heels of my boots up against her tile floor. Her room is very artful but dark. Painted black with some photo made pictures and a few arts set up around, a small tattoo station of the side with some of her stencils around the area.
“oh an artist, I take it as I slightly point over to her station” looking at her
“yes, kind of, and you what are you ?” she said pointing at me up and down bending over and picking up the basket. I take the cane and pop it over her shoulder forcing her to pin down.
I can be whatever you want me to be, but who I depend on you “ I said caressing her with the cane slowly. She is frozen in place looking me up and down her jaded green eyes undressing me or making love to my body.
“Hey, she said tipping the cane over snapping it off and quickly standing over shoveling my hands off to the side.
Who the fuck you……
I swing my arm right back, push myself up and on top of her dropping and pinning her on her black leather couch. Holding her down crisscross with the cane over her neck, pressing my bodyweight down on her. Gently caressing her face with my dragon finger,
Let me make this clear, let this be the very last time ever you come at me or direct yourself at me in a violent way. It is the last thing you ever do, and I really don’t wanna hurt such a beauty. I say tracing my lips on top of her. She tries to fight a little but once she saw how well pinned and trapped I had her she barely moves. Her jaded green eyes meeting my hazel brown eyes. We both look at each eye to eyes matching. A very intense stair moment, eventually she lowers her glances and looks away. I kind of enjoy being on top of her. The things that went thru my mind that I wanted to do to her. As strong and powerful as she appears how weak and fragile she looks her body overtaken and overpowered by me.
“mmmm, amazing, how wild, untamed, unframed, u are, the perspective you give is strong, intimidating in a way, yet in actuality your weak, fragile, dedicated, and soft. I say as I release the hold and I get up slowly back up rubbing my hand slowly on her body tracing it over slightly undoing her top. She stayed there not moving there not once in shocked. I stood up taking a standing directly over her, with the tip of my cane move her left leg and separated them making her legs spread open as I look at her she's looking at me her eyes admiring me. With the tip of my cane at the very end, there's a small metal like a plate that is designed with a small point sharp enough to cut but only in one angle. I use the tip and slide it up slowly up her left leg up to her hips and up her belly button revealing a few of her hidden tattoos. Just before getting any higher I draw back my cane and tap on the floor while slowly making my way to the door,
“well Rubbie its been a very interesting time, I will take my leave now, thank u kindly for the hospitality” I say while opening the door with my cane and glancing back at her slightly and stepping out before closing back the door with my cane. As I disappeared out of the hallway n leave.
I leave and make my way to the excuslively party that we were hosting the night of. Activities conducted in these events are ‘classified” so I really can’t speak on it, is member only.
It's about 4 am in this morning and I am making my way back to my place after a very very pleasurable and eventful night. I have now dressed in all leather top and pants with pocket chain on my left hip the leather undercovers my body but revealing just enough to see my perfect ripped and lean body. Boots with melt buckets that connect up to my knees and laces back down. A long over top body coat leather in dark bloody mary red from the neck it covers me straight down to the tip of my ankle. My trusted cane hooked and attached to my left belt clip. I look like some cartoon villain from some x man type or something, if I was I so totally be Mystique( think about it I can be anyone). As I make my way up the elevator door opening I take a few steps up and make my way to the door when suddenly I hear a door behind me open slightly. I am not sure but I think is Rubbie opening her door my sense is very alert to her.
I step off to the left side, as she storms out in front of me and trips over falling in front of me, looking surprised. I look at her tilting my head slight to the left
“what do you think you are trying to do? “ I question
“the fuck” she outbursted as she flips her foot and tries to trip me, to which I respond by stepping back and letting her trip over herself as she flips up and back to her feet, and takes a somewhat aggressive or fighting stand.
“Oh, very well, have it your way,” I said teasing her, will admit I am carious to see what shes gonna do.
I shadow her, mimicking her movement. She switches and she moves I copycat her each time. Which throws her off. Suddenly she gets annoyed and frustrated and lunges at me with an uppercut punch. To which I just simple step back two steps watching her flip up and over as she misses and gets off balance.
“see fighting spirit,” refreshing I must admit
As she loses her balances and tips over I take her from her back locking her under a double nelson and pulling her into my door slamming the door open and throwing her into my place as she falls down to the center of the floor and is stunned. As I close my door and latch all 3 latches and locked the knob. Locking her inside my room. She gets up,
“who the fuck are you, the hell you come at me like this?” she said suddenly taking the time to look around and notices my room. Part of my room is painted black, a long thick black glass table off on the right next to the view of the window that views over the city skyline. My room is a mix of black, green and red all in dark shades and dark tilts.
‘whats up with your room?” she said caught up in the moment.
I take off my over coat and place it off on the side hanger that I have that looks like some medieval weapon that stands up on its own.
“Rubbie, now u askings questions, but you started something you can’t finish’ so come on I’m waiting I say to her standing right in front of her a few feet in front of her crisscrossing my arms.
“its, just no one has ever come at me like you have, not use to people trying me like that, like who the fuck are you ?” she goes on slightly trying to get up. I slightly shovel her back down with my boots placing it up on her left shoulders holding her down just slightly. She screams reaching over for my boots but with a soft grip.
“told you who and what I am is of no concern to you, unless you want to know, and I am not like everyone else. I will do what most won’t, and I will try what many will not” Now you seem to have attacked me, that’s an assault charge, you broked into my place, that’s a breaking entry charger. She pops her head back at me
WHAT? NO, I DID NOT” You threw me in here,” she said trying to
“It's your word against mines and who do you think most people are going to believe?” really I say let her go as I put my boot back down tapping the metal tip heel against the floor.
Shes sighs looking down knowing that most people would believe me and misjudge her base on her look. She looks like trouble a misfit of some type. The type of girl you find at some gothic tattooed bar with a bunch of misfit freaks ( I love you misfits freaks welcome to the family ) rounding around listening to punk rock or heavy metal of some kind. Basically, shes my type, little does she knows it. Hard and rough on the outside but inside despite the tattoos the tough-sounding voice and the ‘don’t fuck with me “ attitude she soft and dedicated. A total opposite fo what her appearances looks, not surprising to me looks can be misleading.
Shes kneeling there (my favorite position to begin with ) and looking down with a lost look of despair on her face, as I stand directly in front of her looking down at her enjoying that look.
Mmmmmmm, maybe just maybe we can work something out” I say to her studying her, amazingly how she unwillingly indirectly she complies as she loans it. Some people are sub by nature they just aren’t aware of it. Ill make her aware of it very very quickly.
“Oh, what, do you mean?” she asked looking at me pushing her hair back reveal those beautiful jade green eyes looking up at me she looks like a demonic angel, shes angelic yet her exterior looks like that of a demon or trying to masquerade like one. I take off my top unzipping it off on the side and sliding it off revealing a leather black bra crisscross like spiderwebs. My perfect lean abs popping out and a fiery bird tattoo on my right lower ab flaming out with other minor ink tattooed off to the side but unable to see it. She glances at me over looking at me as she tries to get up I tip her back down with my left boot again
“tsk tsk tsk tsk, no no no stay down, just like that” Heres what going to happen, your going to unbuckle my pants and unzip it take whatever it is out and your going to put it in your mouth and your going to suck on it, into I tell you otherwise” I direct, while with my left hand I pick my cane and unhook and pop it off dropping it on the couch. She looks at me surprised and a little angry
WHAT???? FUCK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!! She tries to get up and I slide to the side this time actually kicking her down to where she just falls down to the floor, once again she's surprised. As shes lying down on the floor I walk up on her standing right over her whole body between my legs.
“Rubbie, this can be very very easy or this can be very very hard, you pick, I’ll allow you to make your choice, but you are at a disadvantage sadly for you,” I say looking down at her.
“WHAT THE HELL, you talking about,” she asked breathing trying to catch her breath trying not to show that shes losing her breath.
I slowly squat down over her, looking at her eyes to eyes.
“let's see here, you have tried already 3 times to go one on one with me, clear I can tell from your physique you have had some training, fighting spirit is within you. A boxer, an MMA fighter, or a wrestler, you have good structure perhaps a swimmer or a runner at some point in your life. So I am sure if you really wanted to you could go one on one with me, the hell you may even knock me down after some time I would not underestimate you. (never underestimate an opponent) However, I already picked up on a few things about you, for example, a huge disadvantage you have is you’re a smoker, sooner or later you'll need to catch up your breath which will put at a huge gap especially since I have very very powerful lungs, so if nothing else I’ll just wait into you lose your breath which from the way your heavilty breathing it won't take much. So now let me ask you, what if anything do you know about me? You hit me, you missed, it takes more time to strike and miss than it does to strike and hit. You try to catch me off guard and you did, but I picked your movement and just as quickly I threw you off balance, using your own motion against you. Do you really wanna try and keep this up?” I ask her while looking at her up and down looking at her B size cup tits that are now slightly showing off from her top and a few more of her tattoos revealing. I like my lips slowly looking at her trying to guess her thought or next action. She looked at me surprised, anger, and yet puzzled. She sits up as I stand up still over her. She kneels up sighs getting into a kneel positons. Very good shes learning.
I stand up high looking at her as her rubs her hand up my legs and begins to unbuckle and unzip my pants as I had directed her earlier, with her left hand she pulls out my 9inch skin like and very life like strap-on ( is my dick, from now on but in reality it was my strap-on, but I just love saying dick, no not cock it makes me think of cock soup and I hate soup, in case any of you ever wonder, ok now back to the story). She takes it out, looking up at me, and stroked it a few time, glancing at me a few times and leans up licking her lips and slowly takes it in her mouth and starts to suck on it on the head slowly making her way down stroking it up and down and very short time she goes deep throat with it.
“Mmmmm so you have experienced, good!” I barely whisper, she just keeps sucking it up and down up and down as it slides all the way down her throat the bulge of the head knotting down her throat as far as she took it she never gagged, shes an expert. I reach down slightly pushing her head on to holding her in place playfully playing with her hair, after a few minutes she begins to gag as she struggles to try to catch her breath. I pull out and let her catch it, shes licking her lips.
I put it away looking at her, and walk pass her.
“very good, I am pleased for now, you may leave” I’ll come to get you if I want to,” I say making my way to my bedroom
“what, but” she looks back at me confused, but gets up and leaves hastily. She may not say it but she liked that she enjoys it I bet if I would have shoveled it down her throat she probably would have enjoyed it even more. I am going to have fun playing with her in one way or the other.
Following morning at the bakery I called Ms.K and requested to have Rubbie’s favorite breakfast ready for her at her arrived to which she was surprised. Still took the time to enjoy her coffee her coconut cream pie that she loves so much. I just happen to pass by in dress down blue jean and black top grab my coffee and croissants and took it to go. As I passed her I waved at her, she just looked at me and slightly smile but carried on eating her pie, the coconut cream dripping down her lips as she licked it. In a moment of distraction, I ran into the door slamming into it.
Vanessa, you ok?” Ms.K yells out from the back of the counter.
“YES, IM fine!
Vanessa, the door is a pull, not a push door’ Ms. K explains to me as I run out my ego broken as I hear a few people laughing in the background “PUNKS” I’ll make Rubbie pay for that her licking that cream off her lips and moving her tongue the way she was. I stormed out stroking my ego as I walked away from the bakery.
Few days and nights went on where I got swamp with work and really didn’t do anything I do work for a living you know. I did happen to noticed Rubbie paying close attention to the door coming in and out and a few times observing my doorway as if waiting for someone, though she tries not be obvious she was so totally obvious. The days went on with not much happening same thing I go to the barkery early in the morning Rubbie is there she smiles at me I smile back her and shes still there licking her coconut cream pie, on a few days she would just have a slice but on Fridays or Saturday she will have whole pie eating half of it while taking the other half home, I’ll see her carrying into her place later in the evening.
On one Friday evening, as I was on my way back from our undisclosed events, I was dressed in an all red leather bodysuit, this time with the over coat black velvet and long knee-high red boots with a small X marked off on the side a green jaded belt marked off on my hips. I love my green color and will often have something green on. I tied up my hair back long pony tail right down with red and green lacing twist and tied like a braided. One red highlight on the left of my hair letting it loosely over the side of my face with my hazel eye contacts. I have long red leather gloves up to my elbows, my favorite cane off to my left side of hips this time I exchange the snake eye to have cobra with red diamond eyes and tongue with fangs sticking out, the theme of the night for me was red blood red so therefore everything is red. Just as I was making my way to my place it just so happens that wouldn’t you know it Rubbie’s door seems to be slightly open.
‘well this is interesting” I take my cane and slide it in between the door and slide it open slowly making my way inside. I see a half coco creampie up on the counter prepare as if it was going to be eaten. I walk up to it, and I take off my left glove off tucking it in between the hook of my cane and my green belt letting it slightly hang off on the side. My nails short trim with bloody red paint and painted on tattooed red rose intertwined with a snake, between my thumb and index finger. With my pinky I scoop a bit of the whip and tasted it, well it is in fact coconut whipped. I lick my finger slowly as I noticed Rubbie seems to be in the shower I can hear the running water and some steam blowing off her bathroom. Well, I heard the running shower she must have stopped it. I make my way to her bathroom on the door frame and leaned off to the left side of the door frame. Taking a moment to look at Rubbie.
Rubbie is directly in front of me, looking at the mirror, rolled up in a pink towel covering herself up as she is combing and gelling her hair down. She hasn’t noticed me yet. I take a few to just enjoy it. After some time I tap on the door frame and she jumps back completely surprised.
HEY WHAT????? I have caught her completely unguarded and totally surprise to the point that she pushes back and pins herself against the corner of her restroom between the sink and the shower. Shes scared and surprised more than anything scared.
“Please, don’t be scare, I don’t mean any harm you should know this, come, “ I say extending my left hand to her
“please, I ask nicely, have I not?” she takes a few second but takes my hand and comes out. I guide her in front of me, between the mirror, and myself due to my boots I stand slightly taller than her, I rest my chin on the left side of her shoulder tucked in between her shoulder and neck. Kissing her gently, while caressing her hair, slowly.
“I I, ‘ she tries to say something, but with my right hand, I tilt her face to me, and gently kiss her tracing my tongue over her lips. Throwing her off making her space out blank out losing herself for a moment. As with my left hand, I rub her towel down shadowing shaping her body, slightly my hand in between her towel and reaching inside. Rubbing, stroking her touching her discovering her deep down secret, at first she wanted to push into me giving in but as she felt my hand touching her she tries pulling back, her movement confused not knowing if she wanted to give in or not.
Surprised, I pulled away licking my lips looking at her.
“well, that’s a surprised” mmm I turned and walked away.
She leans up against the counter looking down covering herself. A few minutes later she walks off and comes into her living room to close and properly lock the door. She was so caught up on the moment she didn’t notice I was standing over at her kitchen leaning over the counter, tasting the pie cream licking it off my finger. I tapped the counter and once again I straddle her
“what? I thought u left I” she looks down and away filled by shamed or unknown emotion I can’t pin point it at this moment. I rolled my right glove off revealing my left hand my nails painted with an emblerm green that highlights the red and compliments it.
“COME” I direct her, tapping my hand on the counter. “Don’t make me ask again’ I say taking another taste of the coconut whip cream and licking it off my left finger pinky.
She walks up slowly to me, I reach over and open one cabinet drawers that have a kitchen mirror on it, I place her directly in front of the counter in front of the pie and between the counter and myself. I gently caress her slowly, kissing her neck gently, as I place my right hand over the counter reaching over the pie up just enough to the edge of the counter. With my left hand I slowly take her robe and tug back on it she puts her hand over me
“please, i?” she about to say something but I trace my tongue over her lips kissing her slowly, letting the robe drop to the floor, revealing her nice 38 B size cup and a nice long 8 inch dick standing fully erected. The tip of her head barely touching the tray of the pie. I reach behind her tucking my chin between her shoulder and her neck on the left side of her caressing her softly. Pushing her forward slightly to where the head of her dick is just right above the coconut cream pie. With my right hand, I turn the pie around to the side where the half of the pie is missing. I kiss her neck while with my left hand I reach down to her dick, and I take hold of it stroking it slowly.
“I I please, I haven’t been touched, oh my god,” she whispers slowly but barely can say a few words as her body begins to responds to me just like that she gives in losing total control. I keep stroking her slowly and gently at first I love how her body is blush with red and changing right before me from a strong harsh body to a soft-dedicated her skin is hot, shes red hot. With each stroking shes overcome sub come by the lusting building in her. I keep stroking her while reaching with my right hand slowly taking her by the chin and forcing her to look up into the mirror right in front of her.
“look, look,”I say pointing that the reflection
“see that, see the way your body is soft, dedicate, and your vulnerable, see how your craving to give in and lose total control, see how I yarn to take it, to own it. How weak and strong you are, and how much stronger I am “ see that, see how your body is changing into all shaved or red and your skin is in heat and your body is responding to me every touch,”
by this time I am stroking at such a fast pace, her whole body is shaking and cultivating out of control. She keeps the stare on the mirror her jaded green eyes brighten up as it glows in the dark. My left hand is stroking her more and more and more to the point that the heat of the skin building more and more my hand building friction against her dick feeling the burning from our skin being touch against one another and the heat that is building within her, shes filled with the heat of lust.
You see that that is beautiful” I say to her titling her head back to me kissing her as she exploding hot creamy cum exploding all over the pie and filling just the missing portion of the pie filling making it into a whole pie. She explodes weaken her knees dropping back on to me but I hold her up supporting her not letting her drop making sure she takes a stand. I slide my hand up her head twist it tipping it squeezing it and making sure every drop comes out. I lean her pop up against the counter to where she can stand on her own.
I look at her looking at me, her eyes giving totally into me. I lean over tipping my finger on the pie and take one last taste of it licking it on my finger,
Now that’s a pie” I say tasting the mixture of the coconut cream and her cream perfectly blended together I lick her lips kissing her, and looking at her naked tattooed exposed pale red body standing leaning against the counter. At this point in time I could have done anything and I do mean anything to her and she would have not resisted it, that is true beauty in all its context.
…..to continue….
'I am doing good, Ms. K thank you, how are u, do you have my favorite?" I ask her as I walk into the bakery wearing long black leather pants, a dark green long sleeve top my hair slick back on top and shaved off on the side. I walk over to grab me 2 bottles of water and she reaches over handing me a plate with a guava and cheese pastry ( turn over for those of you that don’t know).
'here you go hun, your favorite freshly made, hows that for a cheat meal" she said with a big smile on her face. She reminds every one of their nanada or grandma and always so bubbly with a big smile.
I take it and I snort it down in 2 bites, I LOVE guava and cheese is my favorite (it really is) soon after eating it I drink my 2 bottles of water as I am paying for it. In a blink of an eye, I about to dash out the door and off to my left sitting there all the way on the back by herself is Rubbie, shes a tall white, hazel green eye that can hypnotize you by just staring at you. Long black silky hair up to mid-back, she has a somewhat native look or style. However, she is heavily tattooed all over her arms. From the looks of it I would say shes a rebel! mmmmmmmm I saw her a few times on and off around my building complex but never really up and close. She was sitting there at the back on a booth leaning up against the wall looking out the window. Drinking her coffee, while taking the time to enjoy her pie. Not sure what kind of pie but it was heavily with cream over it. I must admit the way she was licking that spoon, made think of ways I can ......
Oh, that's right I need to get going, I storm out the bakery running off to work as I pass the window to where my mystery tattooed beauty was, I smile and winked at her. To which she seems to be oblivious to me which is good cause shortly after I trip over my foot and busted my ass royally on the curve of the sidewalk. "Hey what fuck.... I meant to do that!" I get up bouncing off my toes and sprinting to whatever it is that I was hurrying up to go.
Later that evening I swing by my favorite bakery and get myself a power to go beagal with everything on it and I prepay it ahead of time Ms.K already preparing for me and having it ready for me to pick it up, storm out the door. Soon I'm at my doorway on my apartment complex when I suddenly see my tattooed woman walk a few doors over with what appears a pie on her hand I recognized the box anywhere. I duck inside my room still peeking thru the door. I knew she was in my complex didn't know she was a few rooms over. Well, this is interesting. As soon as I see her go in her door closing and locking behind her. I spring out my door and slowly tippy tippy tippy toe over her door. I don't know there's nothing for me to do there, no mailbox to investigate. Ha. room 1015 the mail boxes down stairs. Suddenly I spring down running down the stair n into the main lobby area outside of the building complex where all the mailboxes are. 1015 1015 where are u I look thru the 10' mmmmmm odd nothing maybe she has a P.o Box. mmmmm old before I know it I'm back in my apartment. I take some time to relax and prep up my clothing for tonight events. Alternatives Lifestyle come to experience your wild side' kinda of cliché but it gets the point across. I am going just to enjoy the moment.
23oo its time, I got to go, after getting dressed and bolt out the door, and just as I am about to make my to the elevators and when suddenly my tattooed beauty bumps right into me bumping me, body to body. I just stop and look at her
she stops and bends down to pick up my whip (that's right) my whip a long 8feet in length double strap twist tied double leather with a tiny little bell at the end of the tip. She picks it up with a perplex look on a face and with a confuse southern-like accent like that from someone from New Orleans
"my apologies I...what the?"' she said picking up my whip. As I stand in front of her clad in nothing but black leather with long leather tight pants down to my ankles with a long buckler strap boots with about 3 to 4inches think high heels. The buckle strapping up the side all the way mid way to the knee. A long v cut corest zigzag lace in the middle strap down by a buckler that matches my boots straps. Over on top, I have an all leather black jacket short cut connecting at my hips with a fire phoenix on my back. My long top hair loose and slick back, my hazel eye contacts and my right check black beauty mark hence by my makeup and a small diamond next to it in jaded green color with a little green glitter spanking all over in the right areas to make me have a green like glow. I stand right in front of with my right hand on my hip slightly resting and my left hand extending over to her my nails short trim cut with black and green polish publish over it, giving my nail a green like polish.
She goes from looking at the whip to suddenly looking me up and down over and over her eyes going over every inch of my body(that's right bitch admire me) Shes looking at me up and down with her eyes, I know this look very well. I have seen it a few times over and over again.
Shes there on the floor on her knees ( love that position on her), in an all black top and blue tight jeans, her hair loose back and a nose to ear ring with chain. From the way shes kneeling before me, she looks like a moral worshipping a goddess. ( worship me, bitch) I see her waiting for her to move or take a reaction, but shes there kneeling with her eyes filled with admiration. (well this is going to be fun)
I lean slightly down, and with my left hand I gently caress her face down to her neck slowly, her body trembles, her breath gets shallow and she inhales and exhales deeply as If I just stole her breath away. I am waiting to see if she pulls back or try to step off but no not at all, in fact, the total opposite she kneels slightly up towards me giving into my touch, as unconsicily she starts to caress my whip.
"I will take that!" I say pulling the whip from her.
"name?' I ask her, she looks at me puzzled
"Girl, what is your name?" I ask again looking at her deeply
"Rubbie, my name is Rubbie Ms" she barely whispers still looking at me in a divine worship manner.
"Rubbie? I repeat with a y or ie?" i asked just to make sure, she looks at me still in a trance state,
"No matter, but Rubbie, you, need to be more careful walking around mindlessness not paying attention to where you are going, you can trip and fall." I take the back of handel of the whip and tap her on her head with it. Teasing her and petting her with the tip of the handle of the whip before I pop into the elevator and stand holding the whip as the door slide close. She seems to be frozen in place not sure what to do or say a confused look in her face. My God, she has the most beautiful green eyes I have ever seen. I go off for a few hours to engage in some unspoken and classified adult events. To which of the events ran a little late and I stay over into the early moring. To which I took the liberty of swapping out to my more causal and normal clothing.
It's early morning and I dash into the K's Bakery. I'm dressed in some simple blue jeans with black shoes and a tight v neck black shirt with my hair tied up and my sunglasses to hide my overnight sleep-deprived eyes from the sun glare. I popped my glasses up on my head. I walk into the bakery right over there to the back on the right side in the same booth is Rubbie. Shes dressed in a tight red top and black jeans with her hair wetted down. shes drinking her coffee and eating that damn pie heavy whipped and all the whole time shes rubbing the back of her neck like shes nervous. Still, shes enjoy her pie.
"here you go V, your usual, enjoy," Ms.K said handing me my favorite breakfast. I take the small brown bag and pop over to Rubbie and come a few inches over by her table as shes sitting there.
'hello, Rubbie I emphasized the I e at the end of her name, how are you today?' I say dropping my breakfast on the table and popping my self on the sit in front of her reaching over to her coffee pitch and an empty cup and about to pour some coffee when
"I'm sorry, do I know you?' she responds totally oblivions
From the total shock of the moment, I seem to have lost my balance of the chair and bust my ass on the floor "SHE DON"T RECOGNIZED ME " I think to my self as I am lying on the side of the chair my right leg pop up on it and I'm just lying there.
"Excuse, are you alright?" Rubbie ask glancing over down to me
"me? yes, I'm fine, why do you ask? I reply back
" you're on the floor, why are you down there?" she asks. As I totally realized that I am totally laid up on the floor like someone that just totally lost the balance of a perfectly good chair and is too embarrassed to get up.
"I am looking for my glasses" I suddenly reply thinking of something
"they are on your head" she answers. I reach over n well wouldn't u know it they were on my head.
I pop back up and take a sit on the chair this time properly inspecting it. As I am inspecting the chair she pours my coffee and prepped it for me and places it over to my side of the table. FINALLY, I think to myself.
"I'm sorry, whats your name," she asks while stirring her coffee. she has passionate red nail polish that makes her skin shine from how perfect it matches her hands. Her skin seems soft dedicated like pale rose skin.
"Vanessa, my name is Vanessa, but you can call me Vee," I say reaching extending my hand to her
"Vee, nice to meet you, " she reaches over to my hand giving it a nice tug on it and going right back to eating her pie.
Ok that's it I need to know!
"Pie?" I ask pointing at it. She looks at me a little confused
"Coconut cream" is my favorite she said taking a spoonful of it placing it in her mouth and licking the spoon over and over while rolling the front and the back. I just sit there watching her filled with admiration as I am watching her thinking of what else I can give her for her run her tongue on.
"are you alright?" she askes me placing her spoon down and taking a sip of her coffee with her left hand
"yes yes, I am" why do you ask?”
Oh, your turning red thought maybe you had an allergic reaction."
“I am, must be hot,” I say
She gets up and stands up, shes tall slender perfect swimmer body her long black hair tipping just slightly below her bra line. She dresses in a black top with red lace bra her tattoos showing off on her arms back and off on the side of her body.
“oh u have ink,” I say looking at her up and down trying to see just how far down below her tattoos goes.
“Wow, u really are inked up, how many tats u have?” I asked her trying to rip her clothing with my eyes.
“36 and I am working on some not done, I use to be a tattoo artist back in the days” she explains paying for the food so cute she also pays for my coffee.
“oh wow, so your basically tattooed’ I say taking a sip of my coffee.’
“basically” she said and turns around and leaves.
How rude just walking away from me, didn’t even say ‘see ya later, or have a nice day’ rude rude rude I tell u “Oh but she did leave half her coffee left on the cup hello free coffee, “ I thinking to myself reaching over and taking her cup and sip of the coffee “EEEEKKKKKKKKKKKK” black coffee. The one thing I have not been able to do, I reached over taking the milk and the sugar and tasting the coffee and mixing it pouring it in my cup and drinking it. I have to admit she has a very nice scent mmmm jasmines mint or something of that nature.
Later that night at my apartment, as I am dressed up this time on a black leather pant dress suit perfect cutting the v cut tail on the back with red lacing for a perfect red and black combo. My nail red painted shortcut with a slight red highlight on my slick black hair wavery down to my waist. A red heart tattoo painted over the right cheek birthmark that I have just below my eye few inches above my lip center to my nose. I have passionate red lipstick shadow it off with some black off on my lips just for enhancement I have a black outer leather cape attach over the shoulders and drop down to my back with red lining underneath. This time I have a melt chain link strap over my hips using that as my belt. Tonight events are chains and lock a few will be locked up and bounded. Everything is perfectly fitted with my tall skinny from the bottom to the very top handles wit my cobra head and jaded green eyes snake-head cane. This cane was a very special gift to me by a Madam that took me in under her wing and trained and taught me. Its is very special and in almost all of my “outting’ for this time of events, I will have it. I never let it out too far away from me. I have a small attachment clip on and off that I can clip it to my belt or loop so it hangs off my hip like a sword. It pretty much goes perfectly with all my different outfits. On my left hand on my index finger a dragon fingernail extending over the tip of my finger. I just like it for added accessory.
As I am walking out at the end of the hallway apparently doing her laundry or coming back from doing her laundry I see “rubbie’ I slowly make my way to her as she’s carrying her basket inside her place. I stand quietly over by door entrance watching her. She unknowingly swings the door close, I place the cane in between stopping it from locking and push it open standing watching her.
“hey?? She yells over looking at me and looks stunned.
“ Robbie? Correct” I ask knowing very well her name
“Yes, that’s my name, and who are you?”
“that’s for me to know and for you to find out,” I say as, I chuckle, she still hasn’t recognized me I knew I look different when I dress up but I didn’t know I look that different.
She just stands there looking at me a bit stunned.”
May I? I say retrieving the cane and singling as if I ask to come in
“um sure” she said a little surprise as I walk in slowly tapping my the heels of my boots up against her tile floor. Her room is very artful but dark. Painted black with some photo made pictures and a few arts set up around, a small tattoo station of the side with some of her stencils around the area.
“oh an artist, I take it as I slightly point over to her station” looking at her
“yes, kind of, and you what are you ?” she said pointing at me up and down bending over and picking up the basket. I take the cane and pop it over her shoulder forcing her to pin down.
I can be whatever you want me to be, but who I depend on you “ I said caressing her with the cane slowly. She is frozen in place looking me up and down her jaded green eyes undressing me or making love to my body.
“Hey, she said tipping the cane over snapping it off and quickly standing over shoveling my hands off to the side.
Who the fuck you……
I swing my arm right back, push myself up and on top of her dropping and pinning her on her black leather couch. Holding her down crisscross with the cane over her neck, pressing my bodyweight down on her. Gently caressing her face with my dragon finger,
Let me make this clear, let this be the very last time ever you come at me or direct yourself at me in a violent way. It is the last thing you ever do, and I really don’t wanna hurt such a beauty. I say tracing my lips on top of her. She tries to fight a little but once she saw how well pinned and trapped I had her she barely moves. Her jaded green eyes meeting my hazel brown eyes. We both look at each eye to eyes matching. A very intense stair moment, eventually she lowers her glances and looks away. I kind of enjoy being on top of her. The things that went thru my mind that I wanted to do to her. As strong and powerful as she appears how weak and fragile she looks her body overtaken and overpowered by me.
“mmmm, amazing, how wild, untamed, unframed, u are, the perspective you give is strong, intimidating in a way, yet in actuality your weak, fragile, dedicated, and soft. I say as I release the hold and I get up slowly back up rubbing my hand slowly on her body tracing it over slightly undoing her top. She stayed there not moving there not once in shocked. I stood up taking a standing directly over her, with the tip of my cane move her left leg and separated them making her legs spread open as I look at her she's looking at me her eyes admiring me. With the tip of my cane at the very end, there's a small metal like a plate that is designed with a small point sharp enough to cut but only in one angle. I use the tip and slide it up slowly up her left leg up to her hips and up her belly button revealing a few of her hidden tattoos. Just before getting any higher I draw back my cane and tap on the floor while slowly making my way to the door,
“well Rubbie its been a very interesting time, I will take my leave now, thank u kindly for the hospitality” I say while opening the door with my cane and glancing back at her slightly and stepping out before closing back the door with my cane. As I disappeared out of the hallway n leave.
I leave and make my way to the excuslively party that we were hosting the night of. Activities conducted in these events are ‘classified” so I really can’t speak on it, is member only.
It's about 4 am in this morning and I am making my way back to my place after a very very pleasurable and eventful night. I have now dressed in all leather top and pants with pocket chain on my left hip the leather undercovers my body but revealing just enough to see my perfect ripped and lean body. Boots with melt buckets that connect up to my knees and laces back down. A long over top body coat leather in dark bloody mary red from the neck it covers me straight down to the tip of my ankle. My trusted cane hooked and attached to my left belt clip. I look like some cartoon villain from some x man type or something, if I was I so totally be Mystique( think about it I can be anyone). As I make my way up the elevator door opening I take a few steps up and make my way to the door when suddenly I hear a door behind me open slightly. I am not sure but I think is Rubbie opening her door my sense is very alert to her.
I step off to the left side, as she storms out in front of me and trips over falling in front of me, looking surprised. I look at her tilting my head slight to the left
“what do you think you are trying to do? “ I question
“the fuck” she outbursted as she flips her foot and tries to trip me, to which I respond by stepping back and letting her trip over herself as she flips up and back to her feet, and takes a somewhat aggressive or fighting stand.
“Oh, very well, have it your way,” I said teasing her, will admit I am carious to see what shes gonna do.
I shadow her, mimicking her movement. She switches and she moves I copycat her each time. Which throws her off. Suddenly she gets annoyed and frustrated and lunges at me with an uppercut punch. To which I just simple step back two steps watching her flip up and over as she misses and gets off balance.
“see fighting spirit,” refreshing I must admit
As she loses her balances and tips over I take her from her back locking her under a double nelson and pulling her into my door slamming the door open and throwing her into my place as she falls down to the center of the floor and is stunned. As I close my door and latch all 3 latches and locked the knob. Locking her inside my room. She gets up,
“who the fuck are you, the hell you come at me like this?” she said suddenly taking the time to look around and notices my room. Part of my room is painted black, a long thick black glass table off on the right next to the view of the window that views over the city skyline. My room is a mix of black, green and red all in dark shades and dark tilts.
‘whats up with your room?” she said caught up in the moment.
I take off my over coat and place it off on the side hanger that I have that looks like some medieval weapon that stands up on its own.
“Rubbie, now u askings questions, but you started something you can’t finish’ so come on I’m waiting I say to her standing right in front of her a few feet in front of her crisscrossing my arms.
“its, just no one has ever come at me like you have, not use to people trying me like that, like who the fuck are you ?” she goes on slightly trying to get up. I slightly shovel her back down with my boots placing it up on her left shoulders holding her down just slightly. She screams reaching over for my boots but with a soft grip.
“told you who and what I am is of no concern to you, unless you want to know, and I am not like everyone else. I will do what most won’t, and I will try what many will not” Now you seem to have attacked me, that’s an assault charge, you broked into my place, that’s a breaking entry charger. She pops her head back at me
WHAT? NO, I DID NOT” You threw me in here,” she said trying to
“It's your word against mines and who do you think most people are going to believe?” really I say let her go as I put my boot back down tapping the metal tip heel against the floor.
Shes sighs looking down knowing that most people would believe me and misjudge her base on her look. She looks like trouble a misfit of some type. The type of girl you find at some gothic tattooed bar with a bunch of misfit freaks ( I love you misfits freaks welcome to the family ) rounding around listening to punk rock or heavy metal of some kind. Basically, shes my type, little does she knows it. Hard and rough on the outside but inside despite the tattoos the tough-sounding voice and the ‘don’t fuck with me “ attitude she soft and dedicated. A total opposite fo what her appearances looks, not surprising to me looks can be misleading.
Shes kneeling there (my favorite position to begin with ) and looking down with a lost look of despair on her face, as I stand directly in front of her looking down at her enjoying that look.
Mmmmmmm, maybe just maybe we can work something out” I say to her studying her, amazingly how she unwillingly indirectly she complies as she loans it. Some people are sub by nature they just aren’t aware of it. Ill make her aware of it very very quickly.
“Oh, what, do you mean?” she asked looking at me pushing her hair back reveal those beautiful jade green eyes looking up at me she looks like a demonic angel, shes angelic yet her exterior looks like that of a demon or trying to masquerade like one. I take off my top unzipping it off on the side and sliding it off revealing a leather black bra crisscross like spiderwebs. My perfect lean abs popping out and a fiery bird tattoo on my right lower ab flaming out with other minor ink tattooed off to the side but unable to see it. She glances at me over looking at me as she tries to get up I tip her back down with my left boot again
“tsk tsk tsk tsk, no no no stay down, just like that” Heres what going to happen, your going to unbuckle my pants and unzip it take whatever it is out and your going to put it in your mouth and your going to suck on it, into I tell you otherwise” I direct, while with my left hand I pick my cane and unhook and pop it off dropping it on the couch. She looks at me surprised and a little angry
WHAT???? FUCK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!! She tries to get up and I slide to the side this time actually kicking her down to where she just falls down to the floor, once again she's surprised. As shes lying down on the floor I walk up on her standing right over her whole body between my legs.
“Rubbie, this can be very very easy or this can be very very hard, you pick, I’ll allow you to make your choice, but you are at a disadvantage sadly for you,” I say looking down at her.
“WHAT THE HELL, you talking about,” she asked breathing trying to catch her breath trying not to show that shes losing her breath.
I slowly squat down over her, looking at her eyes to eyes.
“let's see here, you have tried already 3 times to go one on one with me, clear I can tell from your physique you have had some training, fighting spirit is within you. A boxer, an MMA fighter, or a wrestler, you have good structure perhaps a swimmer or a runner at some point in your life. So I am sure if you really wanted to you could go one on one with me, the hell you may even knock me down after some time I would not underestimate you. (never underestimate an opponent) However, I already picked up on a few things about you, for example, a huge disadvantage you have is you’re a smoker, sooner or later you'll need to catch up your breath which will put at a huge gap especially since I have very very powerful lungs, so if nothing else I’ll just wait into you lose your breath which from the way your heavilty breathing it won't take much. So now let me ask you, what if anything do you know about me? You hit me, you missed, it takes more time to strike and miss than it does to strike and hit. You try to catch me off guard and you did, but I picked your movement and just as quickly I threw you off balance, using your own motion against you. Do you really wanna try and keep this up?” I ask her while looking at her up and down looking at her B size cup tits that are now slightly showing off from her top and a few more of her tattoos revealing. I like my lips slowly looking at her trying to guess her thought or next action. She looked at me surprised, anger, and yet puzzled. She sits up as I stand up still over her. She kneels up sighs getting into a kneel positons. Very good shes learning.
I stand up high looking at her as her rubs her hand up my legs and begins to unbuckle and unzip my pants as I had directed her earlier, with her left hand she pulls out my 9inch skin like and very life like strap-on ( is my dick, from now on but in reality it was my strap-on, but I just love saying dick, no not cock it makes me think of cock soup and I hate soup, in case any of you ever wonder, ok now back to the story). She takes it out, looking up at me, and stroked it a few time, glancing at me a few times and leans up licking her lips and slowly takes it in her mouth and starts to suck on it on the head slowly making her way down stroking it up and down and very short time she goes deep throat with it.
“Mmmmm so you have experienced, good!” I barely whisper, she just keeps sucking it up and down up and down as it slides all the way down her throat the bulge of the head knotting down her throat as far as she took it she never gagged, shes an expert. I reach down slightly pushing her head on to holding her in place playfully playing with her hair, after a few minutes she begins to gag as she struggles to try to catch her breath. I pull out and let her catch it, shes licking her lips.
I put it away looking at her, and walk pass her.
“very good, I am pleased for now, you may leave” I’ll come to get you if I want to,” I say making my way to my bedroom
“what, but” she looks back at me confused, but gets up and leaves hastily. She may not say it but she liked that she enjoys it I bet if I would have shoveled it down her throat she probably would have enjoyed it even more. I am going to have fun playing with her in one way or the other.
Following morning at the bakery I called Ms.K and requested to have Rubbie’s favorite breakfast ready for her at her arrived to which she was surprised. Still took the time to enjoy her coffee her coconut cream pie that she loves so much. I just happen to pass by in dress down blue jean and black top grab my coffee and croissants and took it to go. As I passed her I waved at her, she just looked at me and slightly smile but carried on eating her pie, the coconut cream dripping down her lips as she licked it. In a moment of distraction, I ran into the door slamming into it.
Vanessa, you ok?” Ms.K yells out from the back of the counter.
“YES, IM fine!
Vanessa, the door is a pull, not a push door’ Ms. K explains to me as I run out my ego broken as I hear a few people laughing in the background “PUNKS” I’ll make Rubbie pay for that her licking that cream off her lips and moving her tongue the way she was. I stormed out stroking my ego as I walked away from the bakery.
Few days and nights went on where I got swamp with work and really didn’t do anything I do work for a living you know. I did happen to noticed Rubbie paying close attention to the door coming in and out and a few times observing my doorway as if waiting for someone, though she tries not be obvious she was so totally obvious. The days went on with not much happening same thing I go to the barkery early in the morning Rubbie is there she smiles at me I smile back her and shes still there licking her coconut cream pie, on a few days she would just have a slice but on Fridays or Saturday she will have whole pie eating half of it while taking the other half home, I’ll see her carrying into her place later in the evening.
On one Friday evening, as I was on my way back from our undisclosed events, I was dressed in an all red leather bodysuit, this time with the over coat black velvet and long knee-high red boots with a small X marked off on the side a green jaded belt marked off on my hips. I love my green color and will often have something green on. I tied up my hair back long pony tail right down with red and green lacing twist and tied like a braided. One red highlight on the left of my hair letting it loosely over the side of my face with my hazel eye contacts. I have long red leather gloves up to my elbows, my favorite cane off to my left side of hips this time I exchange the snake eye to have cobra with red diamond eyes and tongue with fangs sticking out, the theme of the night for me was red blood red so therefore everything is red. Just as I was making my way to my place it just so happens that wouldn’t you know it Rubbie’s door seems to be slightly open.
‘well this is interesting” I take my cane and slide it in between the door and slide it open slowly making my way inside. I see a half coco creampie up on the counter prepare as if it was going to be eaten. I walk up to it, and I take off my left glove off tucking it in between the hook of my cane and my green belt letting it slightly hang off on the side. My nails short trim with bloody red paint and painted on tattooed red rose intertwined with a snake, between my thumb and index finger. With my pinky I scoop a bit of the whip and tasted it, well it is in fact coconut whipped. I lick my finger slowly as I noticed Rubbie seems to be in the shower I can hear the running water and some steam blowing off her bathroom. Well, I heard the running shower she must have stopped it. I make my way to her bathroom on the door frame and leaned off to the left side of the door frame. Taking a moment to look at Rubbie.
Rubbie is directly in front of me, looking at the mirror, rolled up in a pink towel covering herself up as she is combing and gelling her hair down. She hasn’t noticed me yet. I take a few to just enjoy it. After some time I tap on the door frame and she jumps back completely surprised.
HEY WHAT????? I have caught her completely unguarded and totally surprise to the point that she pushes back and pins herself against the corner of her restroom between the sink and the shower. Shes scared and surprised more than anything scared.
“Please, don’t be scare, I don’t mean any harm you should know this, come, “ I say extending my left hand to her
“please, I ask nicely, have I not?” she takes a few second but takes my hand and comes out. I guide her in front of me, between the mirror, and myself due to my boots I stand slightly taller than her, I rest my chin on the left side of her shoulder tucked in between her shoulder and neck. Kissing her gently, while caressing her hair, slowly.
“I I, ‘ she tries to say something, but with my right hand, I tilt her face to me, and gently kiss her tracing my tongue over her lips. Throwing her off making her space out blank out losing herself for a moment. As with my left hand, I rub her towel down shadowing shaping her body, slightly my hand in between her towel and reaching inside. Rubbing, stroking her touching her discovering her deep down secret, at first she wanted to push into me giving in but as she felt my hand touching her she tries pulling back, her movement confused not knowing if she wanted to give in or not.
Surprised, I pulled away licking my lips looking at her.
“well, that’s a surprised” mmm I turned and walked away.
She leans up against the counter looking down covering herself. A few minutes later she walks off and comes into her living room to close and properly lock the door. She was so caught up on the moment she didn’t notice I was standing over at her kitchen leaning over the counter, tasting the pie cream licking it off my finger. I tapped the counter and once again I straddle her
“what? I thought u left I” she looks down and away filled by shamed or unknown emotion I can’t pin point it at this moment. I rolled my right glove off revealing my left hand my nails painted with an emblerm green that highlights the red and compliments it.
“COME” I direct her, tapping my hand on the counter. “Don’t make me ask again’ I say taking another taste of the coconut whip cream and licking it off my left finger pinky.
She walks up slowly to me, I reach over and open one cabinet drawers that have a kitchen mirror on it, I place her directly in front of the counter in front of the pie and between the counter and myself. I gently caress her slowly, kissing her neck gently, as I place my right hand over the counter reaching over the pie up just enough to the edge of the counter. With my left hand I slowly take her robe and tug back on it she puts her hand over me
“please, i?” she about to say something but I trace my tongue over her lips kissing her slowly, letting the robe drop to the floor, revealing her nice 38 B size cup and a nice long 8 inch dick standing fully erected. The tip of her head barely touching the tray of the pie. I reach behind her tucking my chin between her shoulder and her neck on the left side of her caressing her softly. Pushing her forward slightly to where the head of her dick is just right above the coconut cream pie. With my right hand, I turn the pie around to the side where the half of the pie is missing. I kiss her neck while with my left hand I reach down to her dick, and I take hold of it stroking it slowly.
“I I please, I haven’t been touched, oh my god,” she whispers slowly but barely can say a few words as her body begins to responds to me just like that she gives in losing total control. I keep stroking her slowly and gently at first I love how her body is blush with red and changing right before me from a strong harsh body to a soft-dedicated her skin is hot, shes red hot. With each stroking shes overcome sub come by the lusting building in her. I keep stroking her while reaching with my right hand slowly taking her by the chin and forcing her to look up into the mirror right in front of her.
“look, look,”I say pointing that the reflection
“see that, see the way your body is soft, dedicate, and your vulnerable, see how your craving to give in and lose total control, see how I yarn to take it, to own it. How weak and strong you are, and how much stronger I am “ see that, see how your body is changing into all shaved or red and your skin is in heat and your body is responding to me every touch,”
by this time I am stroking at such a fast pace, her whole body is shaking and cultivating out of control. She keeps the stare on the mirror her jaded green eyes brighten up as it glows in the dark. My left hand is stroking her more and more and more to the point that the heat of the skin building more and more my hand building friction against her dick feeling the burning from our skin being touch against one another and the heat that is building within her, shes filled with the heat of lust.
You see that that is beautiful” I say to her titling her head back to me kissing her as she exploding hot creamy cum exploding all over the pie and filling just the missing portion of the pie filling making it into a whole pie. She explodes weaken her knees dropping back on to me but I hold her up supporting her not letting her drop making sure she takes a stand. I slide my hand up her head twist it tipping it squeezing it and making sure every drop comes out. I lean her pop up against the counter to where she can stand on her own.
I look at her looking at me, her eyes giving totally into me. I lean over tipping my finger on the pie and take one last taste of it licking it on my finger,
Now that’s a pie” I say tasting the mixture of the coconut cream and her cream perfectly blended together I lick her lips kissing her, and looking at her naked tattooed exposed pale red body standing leaning against the counter. At this point in time I could have done anything and I do mean anything to her and she would have not resisted it, that is true beauty in all its context.
…..to continue….
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