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Susan’s New Life
Susan’s new life – Chapter 1
Written by: rep
NOTE
Any resemblance of any names is purely coincidental and is not reflective of any actual persons.
Intro
Where did it all go wrong she thought?
Little over 12 months ago she had it all. Nice house in the Yorkshire Dales, two lovely kids (Penny 15 & Tim 13), and husband (Steve 49) who worked hard, plenty of money, holidays & nothing to do but enjoy it all. I looked after myself, kept in shape, all in all pretty good for someone of 44.
Then without warning it all crashed around her.
First the money, where was it going, the bills weren’t getting paid, there was no money in the bank account. All of a sudden there was no money to go shopping. Steve started to be evasive, and then wouldn’t come home for days.
Finally the call from the Police, Steve had been in an accident and was dead!
With help from my family we managed to piece together what had gone on. Steve had been gambling, too hard it seemed. We had lost everything.
When it was all sorted out us (I; Penny & Tim) were left with nothing.
Present Day
The area looked desolate, the estate god look at it. Run down houses, gardens overgrown, abandoned cars. This was Leeds, we had managed along with help from social services to get a tenancy on a 3 bed roomed house, the estate was made up of housing association ran properties.
Penny & Tim’s faces said it all – NO
We settled in somehow, the furniture was not great, the house we could work with, I would get it looking good. Pretty soon we had something; however it seemed we did not fit in with the area. We were too posh, stuck up & above the neighbours. You could tell whispers, sniggers, comments etc.
Penny & Tim started school reluctantly.
Then it started; Penny was crying; she was being picked on. Tim was too. I went to school, they were no help. Everyone knew who it was but no-one would do anything.
Eventually I got it out of Penny, the main culprit was a girl called Stacey! She lived on the same estate as us; two streets away. She was 14 years old, the local good time girl, and the one who had to be in control.
For the sake of my kids I had to sort this out!
The next day when Penny & Tim set off for school I thought to myself ‘you must sort it’. So that was me all fired up to sort out the bully’s parents.
I found the house easily enough, you couldn’t miss it really. The one with the overgrown garden, the car wrecks in the garden, satellite dishes etc.
I went to the front door & knocked. No answer, I knocked again. This time I heard ?who the fuck is that? shouted a female voice from behind the door ?there isn’t anybody in if you’re chasing money?
I replied ?it’s Susan Taylor; Penny’s mother? ?who? replied the voice.
?We have recently moved in on Charter Row, 3 weeks ago; your daughter Stacey is what I want to talk to you about? I replied.
?Go round to the back door? the voice said.
Went I got to the back door it was open a bit, the garden looked worse at the back than the front.
?Come in? said the voice.
I couldn’t have been more shocked as I walked through the door. The house looked lovely inside, nice furniture, clean, well decorated.
?Well what do you want? as I looked to the side there stood this woman. Bold as brass standing there in a see through nightie. Well I said nightie, but it was more like a vest.
I looked away from her & said ?I need to discuss your daughter’s behaviour with you? ?she has been picking on my daughter & son & I want it to stop immediately?
?How the fuck dare you come into my house & tell me my daughter needs to be discussed? said this woman. ?Look at me & tell me again why you’re here? she added.
As I turned to her I had to force myself to take in her appearance in more detail. She was maybe 40 to 50 years old. Her figure did her nice, slim legs; her hair was shoulder length, brown. I couldn’t help but look at her bust. I could make out the shape of her breasts quite clearly. They seemed to be full, the nipples very prominent.
I caught myself looking at her crotch area. I could not see signs of any pubic hair.
Then I realised I was staring at her & composed myself.
?So who the hell are you & what gives you the right to tell me my daughter is picking on someone?
?It’s not just someone, it’s my daughter & son? I said.
?I know you? she said ?you’re the new stuck up cow we’ve all heard about? ?You move hear, start to try to organise everyone into how you think they should be like you? ?You think you’re above us all, we are no good? she said loudly.
?No? I replied starting to cry ‘This was not going well’ I thought.
?Get the fuck out of my house you posh bitch before I kick your stuck up ass out? she said smiling.
?No please let me explain? I said ?My kids are so upset, I need to help them. I will do anything to help them & stop them being picked on? I cried. ?Anything at all? crying helplessly now.
?What do you think you could do to help them little shits? she said ?You don’t look the type who can handle herself?
?From what I hear you haven’t got any money, so you can’t pay me off?
?Please? I said ?You don’t know what it’s been like. All I want is for us to get on with our lives? I was crying endlessly now, sobbing for all I was worth.
?I will do anything if it means my kids are happy?
I hadn’t noticed that she had moved closer to me until I felt her hand push my head back. She looked at me direct into my eyes; I saw a look on her face that later I knew what she wanted.
?So you will do anything? she said ?What exactly does anything mean? she said.
I stuttered out that I meant I would help her to talk to her daughter, help her to get help to sort her daughter out.
?I have nothing of value to give you other than my word? I said.
?Not good enough? she replied ?How far would you go to help your kids. What sacrifice would you make to ensure that your kids were happy??
?How far would you go to ensure that all the trouble stopped? she smirked.
?I’m not sure what you mean? I blubbed.
?Well let’s see. You’re a pretty woman, nice figure, you seem to take care of your self? she said.
?Oh you mean helping you around your house, cleaning, gardening or something? I said.
?No you stupid fucking bitch? she said ?Not helping with my house, does it look like it needs keeping clean? she screamed.
?I’m sorry, I’m not sure what you mean? I said.
?Well it’s like this? she said as she moved toward me. She reached out & grabbed my breasts roughly ?Mmmm you could help me out a lot, make me forget that you are a stuck up bitch. Use your assets that I’ve got here to some good. Maybe I can then make the bullying stop for your kids? she said looking at me.
?Noooo? I screamed & pulled away
?What do you take me for, I’m not like that? I cried
?Well get the fuck out of my house you bitch then, your no good to me?
She grabbed me by the hair & threw me through the back door, slamming it shut behind me.
I fell to the ground crying hysterically now. Somehow I managed to get home without drawing too much attention to my state.
By the time Penny & Tim got home I had composed myself. However what happened next set me back.
Penny was crying; she had a cut lip, crying that Stacey had been even worse today. She was screaming that she did not want to go to school ever again.
My stomach was churning, my heart racing. What could I do?
Just then there was a knock at my door. When I opened the door there was a girl stood there.
?Hi I’m Stace? she said. ?I assume that your stupid daughter has told you who I am? she laughed.
?So you are the cow that thinks she is better than all of us? she said. ?Mom wants to see you now, maybe for the sake of your brats you might wanna go? she said as she turned away.
?Oh by the way my mom doesn’t like to be kept waiting too long bitch? she said walking away.
I told Penny & Tim I needed to go out, to lock the door & get something to eat. I had to do something.
I was shaking as I walked to her house. I was saying to myself that I would have to fight her, if needed; maybe even I might get lucky?
As I got to her house, I saw her standing in the front window, looking, smirking at me. As I walked up the path she moved away. I went to the back door, it was open. I knew I had to walk in, this was it I thought.
As I walked in she was stood there. Now dressed in a black short skirt (very short I thought) a white blouse half buttoned up. Her hair was tied back & she had on knee length black leather boots.
?Well look who’s here? she smirked ?What can I do for you bitch, the way you left earlier seemed you didn’t like me? she carried on. ?Don’t tell me that your kids have had some trouble again? she laughed.
I was crying now & somehow managed to blurt out ?Yes, though I suspect you know that?
?So bitch what do you want? What is worth a bitch like you turning up at my house? she said.
?Please don’t call me that name? I said. ?My names Susan. Cant we discuss this like adults or woman to woman? I sobbed.
?Listen to me your just a bitch, a real stuck up bitch but nevertheless a bitch? she laughed.
?Please? I cried ?My daughter’s been hurt at school & your daughter is to blame. I want it to stop now; please!!!?
She moved closer to me, I could see the outline of her breasts through her blouse; she was not wearing a bra. As she stood in front of me, she moved closer to within a few inches of me. I could smell her now, what was I thinking, she smelled nice.
?My earlier question still stands bitch. What will you do for the sake of your kids? she said.
By this point she was almost pressing against me. I could not look at her, I felt weak, and my legs were shaking.
?Anything? I said ?But I can’t do what you said to me earlier? I am not like that I said nervously.
?What do you think I said earlier? she replied ?What can’t you do?? She was looking straight into my eyes now as she spoke. ?Tell me what you think I want you to do? as she said that she put her right hand on my breasts & squeezed them hard.
?Iiii think you want to have sex with me? I murmured.
She was squeezing my breasts together harder now, roughly squeezing & seeking out my nipples.
?Go on? she said ?Is that all you think? she said to me. I could feel her breath on my face; her eyes were burning into mine.
?I think you want me to make love to you? I replied quietly. ?I think you are a lesbian or something, someone who has sex with other women? I said as tears rolled down my face.
I had to make a choice now fast. Stay hear & let her have her way, maybe this will stop the bullying? Or call her bluff & say I would go to the police!
?A lesbian? she laughed ?You think I am a lesbian! How do you know what a lesbian is?? she said.
She was now pushing me back against a unit, I could go no further. She was groping both my breasts now with both hands. Then she kissed me, I wasn’t expecting it. I was caught off guard. Her mouth seemed to clamp over mine, her tongue forced its way into my mouth. She was really rough kissing me. I have never been kissed like this before.
Something seemed to be happening to me, I could feel butterflies or feelings in my tummy. I was starting to like it.
I was not openly fighting her now, although she was still groping me, pushing me back. I was not resisting.
?Mmmm feels like your liking this bitch? she said between kissing me & putting her tongue in my mouth.
?Is that right?? ?I said is that right bitch? she said pulling away from me.
?Iiiiiiimmm not sure? I replied. I was feeling confused now. On my life; I have never ever fancied women or had feelings for a woman & yet hear I am feeling I like this.
Without warning she pulled her right hand away from my breasts & before I knew it was between my legs. She forced my legs apart, her hand went further into my legs, and my skirt was pushed between my thighs. Her hand was at my crotch, rubbing up & down, pressing harder against me.
I don’t know why but I opened my legs a bit more, just a little.
?Found something else you like eh bitch?? she said ?I think you want me to do more don’t you? Want me to feel you some more do you eh?? she said looking at me with a smug face.
?Pleeeease don’t do this? I replied ?I’m confused, I’m not thinking straight? I continued.
She ignored my pleas & went further. Her hand lifted my skirt up, forced its way back between my legs. Her hand came up against my panties; I could feel the wetness there.
?Well this tells me your liking it bitch? she said, I felt her breath on my mouth.
By now I could resist no more as her hand tugged down my panties, I could feel my legs weaken some more, I sank back to the kitchen unit for support.
Her fingers probed my vagina entrance; my wetness was all too evident to hide. ‘What is wrong with me I thought?’ roughly she inserted a finger inside me, the first since Steve & I had, all that time ago????
She was working her finger in & out now forcibly, each time the wetness seemed more, Oh god no; I didn’t want her to stop. I was crying now, not in pain but in shame. Here I was in a stranger’s house, with another woman! She was doing things, things that women shouldn’t do with each other. Everything I had been brought up to do, to all the moral stances I had taken in my life. Now a strange woman was giving me pleasure.
Her fingers found my clitoris & that’s when I lost control. I was shaking so much now, not from cold but from intense pleasure from this woman’s fingers. She knew what to do to me; she was fingering inside my vagina with some fingers & yet was massaging my clitoris with another. I could feel an orgasm building inside me; oh how long since I’d had an orgasm?
?Do you like this bitch? she said ?Feels like you like it, your sooo wet down there. I bet you’re a secret dyke aren’t you?? she was rubbing my clitoris harder, fingering me faster as she was talking to me. ?Tell me how much you like it you dyke bitch? she said loudly. ?Fucking tell me or I will stop? she screamed.
At that point, I don’t know what happened, what came over me or why I said & did the things I did but I shuddered to the most intense ever orgasm I had had in my life. Everything I had experienced before in my life couldn’t compare, I lost full control of my body, my mind & my life from that moment onwards.
?Ooooh yes, yes, yes mmmmmmmmm arrrgh? I screamed out loud. ?Don’t stop please, please don’t stop? I said to her. The orgasm seemed to last forever, maybe the after sensations were keeping me going but I couldn’t get enough. I was forcing myself down onto her hand/her fingers. I wanted her to get deeper inside me.
She was fingering me, rubbing along my clitoris, groping my breasts all at the same time.
And then without warning she just stopped, withdrew her fingers/her hand from my vagina. She looked me in the eyes & stepped back.
?Please don’t stop? I pleaded ?Please I need more, I want more, I need it? I begged.
?Listen your stupid fucking bitch? she said forcibly. ?This isn’t about you. What I just did to you, what you just did, what you experienced is just the start. If you want me to make you cum more; then you’ve got to listen to me?
?You’ve got to learn to do as you’re told without any hesitation. You’ve got to forget everything you have been in the past & learn to be the person you are going to be in the future.
?Do you understand bitch? she said
?Please don’t call me a bitch? I replied
?Do you fucking understand me you stupid fucking bitch? she screamed at me so close I could feel her words hit my face.
?Yes? I replied quietly.
?What? she screamed.
?YES? I said more loudly ?Yes I understand you? I managed to say between shaking.
?Yes I understand you Mistress? she replied
?Whaat? I said
SLAP her right hand hit my left face cheek.
?Yes I understand mistress? I cried
?Good? she said ?Looks like you can learn pretty quickly. DON’T you ever hesitate again when I ask you something?
?Yes? I replied
SLAP again on my face, the same side again.
?Sorry mistress, I won’t hesitate again? I said crying, sobbing now.
?That’s better bitch, you know you could make this easy or you could make this hard? she grinned at me.
?Please don’t call me bitch? I replied. ?Cant you call me Susan?
SLAP again; this time on my right cheek.
?Always address me as Mistress you stupid fucking bitch? she screamed at me.
By now I was crying so hard I couldn’t speak properly if I tried.
?Mistress? I blubbed ?Please I don’t like being called bitch, can you call me by my name:
?Your fucking real name doesn’t mean anything to me bitch. However we can look at other names if you want?? she said with a wry smile on her face.
?Let’s see, she said ?Mmmm what about CUNT? What about SLUT? What about WHORE? What about DYKE?
?You choose? she said ?Choose one of those, however whichever one you choose that will be your name from then onwards? she stated with a look of power & lust in her eyes.
?Mistress, I don’t like any of those names? I said ?Why can’t I have a normal name like my own? I cried.
?You don’t fucking get it do you bitch. There is no fucking normal now, never will be not ever? she said
?If you can’t decide then we keep with bitch, besides I think it suits you. You are after all a stuck up bitch aren’t you??
?I thought about it, the names none of them I liked. However the one I did not know too much about, the one I didn’t know what it meant much was SLUT!
?Mistress? I said ?I think I would prefer to be called SLUT? ?I don’t quite like the others? I continued.
?Right? she said ?This is what you will say, in this order, in these words?
?Mistress this BITCH would like to have her name changed to SLUT from now on?
?This SLUT will respond to the name of SLUT at all times whenever called.
?I choose the name SLUT because that’s what I want to be for my Mistress.
I looked at her, not quite sure if she meant it all; however the look of her face told me that she meant it all right.
The next words I spoke changed my life forever, never again would I have the life I had when I walked through that door. The coming months were to show me a life I never knew existed, thought about or dreamed of. However my new life would be a life I would come to crave, I would seek out the degrading experiences. I would offer myself for whatever I had to in order to achieve my sexual satisfaction. I would come to accept the pain, the thrills, the degradation that I would from now on get.
I composed myself, tried to stand straight and said.
?Mistress this BITCH would like to have her name changed to SLUT from now on?
?This SLUT will respond to the name of SLUT at all times whenever called.
?I choose the name SLUT because that’s what I want to be for my Mistress.
To be continued
Avriella
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