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HOUSE SITTING
Part Two
Some of these events are true and happened in my life.
I’ll leave it up to the reader to fantasize which ones.
Sometimes Being Naughty Pays Unexpected Dividends
I tried opening my eyes, but all I could see was darkness. I tried sitting up, but realized my hands were tied down. And moving my legs resulted in the same conclusion.
Laura spoke again, “So tell me Sarah, did you enjoy wearing my underwear?”
“Ahhh,” I didn’t know what to say.
She laughed, “Never mind. I’m in agreement with my husband. He did discuss that with you, yes?”
“Yes, he said we are still friends and watching me on his camera he set up in your bedroom…ahhh…turned him on…and…ummm…you too?”
“Mmmm hmmm. Well, we were quite surprised to find out what you’ve been up to Sarah while house sitting for me. But yes, we thought it all harmless. Just kinky, and we also have our kinky side. Was Art gentle with you?”
“Oh yes,” I replied thinking about what happened…a few hours ago…yesterday? “Ahhh, how long was I sleeping?”
“Well, you were quite drunk after downing half a bottle of Riesling. Actually Art was perplexed how you were able to perform fellatio on him and then instruct him to cum all over your body,” Laura answered.
“Oh, shit, sorry, no secrets between you two, huh?”
“We have a great open minded relationship. I’m surprised as well as we know each other you never picked up on that. But then you don’t see Art that much or been to his estate and see what goes on during our parties.”
“Yeah, and I think being tied down on your bed spread eagle and blindfolded I’m going to find out more about you. I thought you were straight, Laura?”
“Well, I do have to punish you for raiding my panty drawer and practically masturbating on my bed each night,” Laura laughed as she said this. So cute and sexy to hear this coming from her mouth. She seemed such a prim and proper lady. I always fantasized having lesbian sex with her, but never in my wildest dreams expected this turn of events. Sometimes being naughty pays unexpected dividends, I thought to myself. I giggled.
“You’ve always been a funny girl Sarah. How about this…” And I felt the soft touch of a feather on my side and then my stomach and then over my breasts. Oooh, she fanned it over my chest several times making my nipples go erect.
“Please it tickles,” I giggled. I tried moving to avoid what I couldn’t see, yeah that was sure funny.
The feather continued to lightly brush my arms and in particular my arm pits. Wow, never knew how sensitive and ticklish they could be. It was like a sweet torture, not painful, but I kept squirming. I’m sure she was enjoying this. Especially when she was quiet and I had to imagine what she was doing. Then I felt fabric and her skin touching my kneecap. I sensed a rocking motion. Was she grinding her pussy on my leg?
I couldn’t help myself so I blurted out laughing, “What are you doing?!!??”
“Shhh,” she said as I felt her move the feather over my lips. Ohhhh, ticklish, I tried blowing it away, but she kept bringing it back over my mouth. And then after a few minutes I detected the unmistakable wetness through her panties.
“I do hope you’re enjoying yourself, Laura,” I said, trying to keep a straight blindfolded face.
“I said, shush…ohhhhh…ohhhh…yes…yes…” her voice trailed off as I felt her grinding speed up then slow down and eventually come to a stop. She let out a long sigh. Oh my god, I just made my best friend, my straight best friend cum, I thought to myself. I couldn’t giggle at that, it was too precious.
“Give me a moment,” she said and I heard her move her body next to mine. I listened to her heavy breathing slowing down and returning to normal. I wish I was unbound to hold her and kiss her and whisper sweet nothings to her.
After a short rest she said, “I have a surprise for you but first I must resume torturing you.” She moved her body between my legs. My mind was in overdrive, I can’t believe the moment she finally sees my sex I can’t see her reaction because of the blindfold!!
“Please, Laura remove the blindfold. I want to watch you.”
“No. Remember this is your punishment,” she said in a soft, sexy tone. And then I felt the feather again, this time on my inner thighs. Ohhh, the agony of wanting her to lick my pussy combined with the persistent feather touching me was unbelievable!
“Please, please, my pussy…”
“Yes, I see your pussy. Your pretty shaved pussy. Art would have loved to fuck that. But he knows his limits an maintains them pretty well. But I have other means at my disposal.”
Oh god, what is she talking about? But it was that damn feather again, this time right on my pubic mound.
I drew in my breath, “Ohhh, that feels good. Yes thank you mistress.”
“Ah, you wanna play that game, huh? You want to be my slave? Careful what you wish for,” Laura said.
“Yes, mistress do what you want to with me,” I whispered.
“I think that’s a given since you’re already bound. Now be quiet,” she scolded me. And again, more of the soft feather, brushing my labia…my clit…
“Ohhh, please…I’m sorry for wearing your sexy underwear. Please touch me with something harder, let me cum…”
Laura didn’t respond to my requests, but the longer the she continued with the feather, the closer I was approaching a climax. I couldn’t help myself and started to moan.
“Hmmm, from the spy camera watching you masturbate each night on my bed, I think that guttural sound you are making is right before you always cum.” And with that she stopped touching me with the feather. Oh, no, this can’t be real. She can’t be this experienced in pleasure denial. She’s so sweet and kind, how can she role play as a dominatrix?!?!??
“Now arch your back like a good kitty and raise your ass for me.”
There was some slack for my legs and I bent my knees as much as I could, trying my best to please my mistress. Then I felt the feather on my underside…below my pussy lips…between my ass cheeks.
“Maybe I should untie you to spread those sexy cheeks of yours.” And then I felt Laura’s hand pull on my left cheek as her right hand applied the feather to my asshole.
“Uhhhh, it feels…incredible…mistress…” as my voice trailed off and my mind started floating up…up…up.
“See how all the tennis we play has given you the strength to keep your ass in the air for me.”
“Yes, mistress, I’ll do anything to please you. I’m a naughty girl.”
“Mmmm, hmmm…How bad do you want to cum?”
“Really bad, but only if you let me, mistress.”
“My oh my, Sarah, you really love this role playing. I bet you’ve dreamt of me having sweet lesbian sex with you, am I right?”
I couldn’t answer that. I was too ashamed to admit it to my best friend.
“Even if you don’t tell me, I know the answer. I’ve seen the many times you’ve missed a tennis ball because your eyes were looking at my body. Tell me what do you like about it?”
Again, I was silent. This was too personal. But here I was tied up in her bed!!! Come on, Sarah, say something, I thought to myself.
“Cat got your tongue? No matter, I could get the truth from you if I let you cum, I bet. Tit for tat, or should I say, tit for…it’s my tits isn’t it?”
“It’s all of you,” I blurted out!
“Ahhh, that’s so nice and refreshing to here. You can relax now.”
I lowered my ass back onto her bed. My breathing was labored. I’m sure she enjoyed watching my small breasts move to my heaving chest. I could feel sweat around the base of them and also on my upper lip. I heard her moving again and felt her…her mouth…on my…uhhh…lapping the sweat off my breasts.
“Please, I haven’t showered,” I stammered.
“I know. I can still taste my husband’s cum on your little titties. I’m sure he enjoyed that. Did you?”
Wow, I’m not going answer that. But was feeling pure delight as she continued to lick my chest clean, and continued down lower over my abdomen and stomach where Art left other deposits of his semen that had dried on my skin. It’s a strange feeling being blindfolded while someone touches and licks you all over. I tried to imagine if she was holding her hair back while she tongued my belly button, was she sitting leaning over me, was she kneeling between my spread legs, was she naked…was she touching herself…? Ahhhhh…
“Please mistress, lick lower…between my legs,” I begged her.
After a few more licks she said, “This is punishment, not for your enjoyment.”
“Please mistress, take my blindfold off. I want to see you…touching me.”
“In due time, Sarah. Now tell me which of my underwear is your favorite.”
I thought about it for a few seconds then answered, “I love the silk bikini with lace.”
“Ah, I know the ones, light blue, silk, lace borders. I should have known. You walked around my house in them for hours. Along with the matching bra. How did that fit?”
“It didn’t,” I giggled.
“I’m sure you can tell me my bra size.”
“38C,” I blurted out and then turned beat red.
“Mmmm, hmmm. I used to be a 38D, but all those yoga classes within the last year really toned down my body.”
“I know, I can see it when we play tennis.”
“Thanks. Still need to lose more weight to keep up with you, Sarah,” she laughed.
I was beginning to feel good about this situation and hopefully get her to eat my pussy like in my fantasies.
“Tell me, Sarah, why did you take all those pictures of my underwear? Laying each one out on the floor and snapping a shot.”
“I…I…use them…sometimes when I masturbate,” I meekly said.
“Ahhh, I see, one of those visual cues. Helps you get off?” she asked.
“Y..ye..yes,” I stammered some more.
“And every night before you fall asleep on my bed, when the camera showed you masturbating, are you thinking about me?” she asked.
God, all my secrets, desires, fantasies about my best girlfriend revealed to her! I wanted to leave, but my swollen labia and clit reminded me of my lust for her.
She mercifully helped me out, “It’s understandable. You like girls, I’m good looking. But we’ve remained social friends and close friends knowing what to do, or in this case, what not to do to maintain that friendship. And I’ll admit, Art and I do have our kinky side. This is actually turning me on. Not just the punishment aspect, but seeing you tied down on my bed…kind of beautiful, if I may say.”
Now I can almost see her blushing a little. And her body smell was overwhelming. She must have shifted positions again. And then I could feel her breath on my face…and…lips…wet…kissing. We were kissing! When she lifted her face, I opened my mouth panting like a cat, wanting more. I seductively traced my upper teeth with the tip of my tongue and felt her mouth close over mine again. This time I tried darting my tongue into her mouth but she kept pulling away.
“Mistress do you want me? If you do, I’m yours…”
“Mmmm,” she softly muttered running her hands through my curly brown hair.
“I think it’s time for you to cum,” she said as I heard her get off the bed. I could hear her walking into the bathroom and then a few moments later she climbed back up on the bed.
“So tell me Sarah,” her voiced almost inaudible I think so the camera mic wouldn’t hear us, “this is supposed to be punishment,” she laughed, “but I don’t want to hurt you. Tell me, how many fingers do you slide inside yourself.”
“Just one,” I faintly whispered back.
“That’s what I thought, so this may hurt a little. Don’t worry, I’ve added some massage oil to it,” she said as her voice returned to normal conversation volume.
“What is it??,” I asked before I heard the unmistakable sound of a vibrator. “Ohh, that’s for me, mistress?”
“Yes, it’s my gold plated vibrator. Don’t worry, it’s very slender, but long, I think longer than your finger,” she giggled.
And then I could feel it pressed against my mound. The vibrations making my body shiver. She didn’t tease me as much with the feather as I felt her apply just enough pressure to penetrate about an inch inside me, past my swollen labia.
“Ohhh, luv the….cool…slick…oil…ummmm…hard…ohhh…it’s wonderful, mistress.”
“Ummm, here comes the punishment,” she said as she pushed it deeper and deeper, then pulling it halfway out, then sliding it back inside me. This continued for a few minutes, but seemed like eternity, and now I could feel my pussy juices flowing.
“God, this looks too sexy watching you get fucked by my favorite toy,” she said. And then I could sense her shifting her body and felt something rubbing on my right toes. Oh my god, she’s doing it again! Even though I was still blindfolded I’m pretty sure she was rubbing herself on my feet.
I remained silent, trying to picture her, feeling the fabric of her panties as she grinded her crotch on my toes. Her movements suddenly became quicker and she grabbed my foot with her hand to hold it against her sex as her other hand still pushed her vibrator in and out of my sopping pussy.
“Uhhhhhhhhh….” It was too much as I groaned.
“That’s it…cum…for me, Sarah,” she whispered under her breath.
I wanted to hear her orgasm so I tried to stifle my sounds of passion, but like the a****l I am, my guttural cat sounds continued to reverberate around her bedroom walls.
I raised my head, “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I said as I gritted my teeth and hissed like a cat. Oh shit, I don’t think I came so hard before as my whole body convulsed, my arms and legs pulling on the ties, my torso wriggling with pleasure.
“My oh my, I do believe I see a bit of pussy cream on my vibrator,” she said.
When she pulled it out, my body stopped moving but I was panting like a big jungle cat.
“Now I heard Art was a bad boy and grabbed your hand when you came on our kitchen table. So this time I will let you taste yourself, since you’ve been so good.”
And true to her word she pushed the vibrator into my open hungry mouth and I licked and sucked it like I do when I eat bananas. Mmmmm, so good. And she was right, there was just a hint of something creamy. Hmmm, this light bondage thing may be the way to go, lol.
After I finished my meal like a good cat, Laura surprised me yet again, “And now for the big reveal…”
And with that I’m pretty sure she was moving up…up…to straddle…my face! It was then she ripped off the blindfold and my eyes went wide staring up at her crotch just inches from surprised O shaped mouth.
Before I could say a word she lowered herself and I was completely smothered in what I thought were her panties, but I didn’t think about that, yet, as I sucked on their wetness. Yes, yes, that’s why she was rubbing herself first on my knee, then my toes. Ohhh, what a dominatrix! Fuck, she’s too much. How is this possible??
But before I could enjoy more of her wetness she lifted herself to give me a better view.
“Oh…my…god, those are mine”, I exclaimed!
“Yes, how the tables are turned,” she laughed. She was wearing my cute pink lacey cheeky bottoms and matching racerback bralette. “And I must say they are a very, very, tight fit,” she laughed again.
“Wow, I know. It somehow looks sexy on you,” I meowed.
“Yes, I believe I’ve turned your cheeky into a thong…and your poor bralette may be stretched by how sore my boobs are. I’m sorry, I’ll buy you another pair, for sure.”
This, dear readers, was way too funny. My own panty fetish turned against me. But I felt my nipples harden as she sat back on my chest squishing them with her large hamstrings. And I watched as she fingered herself through my panties(!) getting herself wet all over again.
“Uhhh,” I raised my head wanting to lick her so badly. “Please mistress, can I lick you.”
“Shhh, quit pestering me, Sarah,” as she grew silent concentrating on herself. I watched as she pushed one, then two fingers deep inside her as the pink fabric collected more of her nectar.
Then she lifter her body off my chest and lowered her crotch over my mouth. I sucked and sucked trying to get as much of her juices as I could. And she began putting her full weight on my face making it hard to breathe.
It was then she leaned back and stretched an arm till her hand was between my legs. Eeeeoowww, she was fingering my swollen clit and rubbing my pussy.
This was simply too much. With her panty covered pussy (my panties!) grinding my face and her hand finger banging my mound, I came again, and screamed so loud I swear I heard car alarms going off. Fuck, fuck fuck…!!!!!
Never one to linger, she rolled off me and retreated to the bathroom. And watching her recede she was right, my cheeky underwear was swallowed up by her large buns. I giggled, and she turned around knowing why, and with a smile she closed the bathroom door behind her.
Still bound on her bed, I lay catching my breath. As I heard the shower turn on, I dozed off. I then awoke when I felt her untying my bonds. She had placed a soft bedsheet over my naked body and I could see she was fully dressed for the day, even though the sun was nearly setting.
“Okay,” she said, “I’m off to my hubby’s estate and you girl have house sitting duties to perform. And don’t forget the cameras are always watching,” she said with a sly smile.
Part Two
Some of these events are true and happened in my life.
I’ll leave it up to the reader to fantasize which ones.
Sometimes Being Naughty Pays Unexpected Dividends
I tried opening my eyes, but all I could see was darkness. I tried sitting up, but realized my hands were tied down. And moving my legs resulted in the same conclusion.
Laura spoke again, “So tell me Sarah, did you enjoy wearing my underwear?”
“Ahhh,” I didn’t know what to say.
She laughed, “Never mind. I’m in agreement with my husband. He did discuss that with you, yes?”
“Yes, he said we are still friends and watching me on his camera he set up in your bedroom…ahhh…turned him on…and…ummm…you too?”
“Mmmm hmmm. Well, we were quite surprised to find out what you’ve been up to Sarah while house sitting for me. But yes, we thought it all harmless. Just kinky, and we also have our kinky side. Was Art gentle with you?”
“Oh yes,” I replied thinking about what happened…a few hours ago…yesterday? “Ahhh, how long was I sleeping?”
“Well, you were quite drunk after downing half a bottle of Riesling. Actually Art was perplexed how you were able to perform fellatio on him and then instruct him to cum all over your body,” Laura answered.
“Oh, shit, sorry, no secrets between you two, huh?”
“We have a great open minded relationship. I’m surprised as well as we know each other you never picked up on that. But then you don’t see Art that much or been to his estate and see what goes on during our parties.”
“Yeah, and I think being tied down on your bed spread eagle and blindfolded I’m going to find out more about you. I thought you were straight, Laura?”
“Well, I do have to punish you for raiding my panty drawer and practically masturbating on my bed each night,” Laura laughed as she said this. So cute and sexy to hear this coming from her mouth. She seemed such a prim and proper lady. I always fantasized having lesbian sex with her, but never in my wildest dreams expected this turn of events. Sometimes being naughty pays unexpected dividends, I thought to myself. I giggled.
“You’ve always been a funny girl Sarah. How about this…” And I felt the soft touch of a feather on my side and then my stomach and then over my breasts. Oooh, she fanned it over my chest several times making my nipples go erect.
“Please it tickles,” I giggled. I tried moving to avoid what I couldn’t see, yeah that was sure funny.
The feather continued to lightly brush my arms and in particular my arm pits. Wow, never knew how sensitive and ticklish they could be. It was like a sweet torture, not painful, but I kept squirming. I’m sure she was enjoying this. Especially when she was quiet and I had to imagine what she was doing. Then I felt fabric and her skin touching my kneecap. I sensed a rocking motion. Was she grinding her pussy on my leg?
I couldn’t help myself so I blurted out laughing, “What are you doing?!!??”
“Shhh,” she said as I felt her move the feather over my lips. Ohhhh, ticklish, I tried blowing it away, but she kept bringing it back over my mouth. And then after a few minutes I detected the unmistakable wetness through her panties.
“I do hope you’re enjoying yourself, Laura,” I said, trying to keep a straight blindfolded face.
“I said, shush…ohhhhh…ohhhh…yes…yes…” her voice trailed off as I felt her grinding speed up then slow down and eventually come to a stop. She let out a long sigh. Oh my god, I just made my best friend, my straight best friend cum, I thought to myself. I couldn’t giggle at that, it was too precious.
“Give me a moment,” she said and I heard her move her body next to mine. I listened to her heavy breathing slowing down and returning to normal. I wish I was unbound to hold her and kiss her and whisper sweet nothings to her.
After a short rest she said, “I have a surprise for you but first I must resume torturing you.” She moved her body between my legs. My mind was in overdrive, I can’t believe the moment she finally sees my sex I can’t see her reaction because of the blindfold!!
“Please, Laura remove the blindfold. I want to watch you.”
“No. Remember this is your punishment,” she said in a soft, sexy tone. And then I felt the feather again, this time on my inner thighs. Ohhh, the agony of wanting her to lick my pussy combined with the persistent feather touching me was unbelievable!
“Please, please, my pussy…”
“Yes, I see your pussy. Your pretty shaved pussy. Art would have loved to fuck that. But he knows his limits an maintains them pretty well. But I have other means at my disposal.”
Oh god, what is she talking about? But it was that damn feather again, this time right on my pubic mound.
I drew in my breath, “Ohhh, that feels good. Yes thank you mistress.”
“Ah, you wanna play that game, huh? You want to be my slave? Careful what you wish for,” Laura said.
“Yes, mistress do what you want to with me,” I whispered.
“I think that’s a given since you’re already bound. Now be quiet,” she scolded me. And again, more of the soft feather, brushing my labia…my clit…
“Ohhh, please…I’m sorry for wearing your sexy underwear. Please touch me with something harder, let me cum…”
Laura didn’t respond to my requests, but the longer the she continued with the feather, the closer I was approaching a climax. I couldn’t help myself and started to moan.
“Hmmm, from the spy camera watching you masturbate each night on my bed, I think that guttural sound you are making is right before you always cum.” And with that she stopped touching me with the feather. Oh, no, this can’t be real. She can’t be this experienced in pleasure denial. She’s so sweet and kind, how can she role play as a dominatrix?!?!??
“Now arch your back like a good kitty and raise your ass for me.”
There was some slack for my legs and I bent my knees as much as I could, trying my best to please my mistress. Then I felt the feather on my underside…below my pussy lips…between my ass cheeks.
“Maybe I should untie you to spread those sexy cheeks of yours.” And then I felt Laura’s hand pull on my left cheek as her right hand applied the feather to my asshole.
“Uhhhh, it feels…incredible…mistress…” as my voice trailed off and my mind started floating up…up…up.
“See how all the tennis we play has given you the strength to keep your ass in the air for me.”
“Yes, mistress, I’ll do anything to please you. I’m a naughty girl.”
“Mmmm, hmmm…How bad do you want to cum?”
“Really bad, but only if you let me, mistress.”
“My oh my, Sarah, you really love this role playing. I bet you’ve dreamt of me having sweet lesbian sex with you, am I right?”
I couldn’t answer that. I was too ashamed to admit it to my best friend.
“Even if you don’t tell me, I know the answer. I’ve seen the many times you’ve missed a tennis ball because your eyes were looking at my body. Tell me what do you like about it?”
Again, I was silent. This was too personal. But here I was tied up in her bed!!! Come on, Sarah, say something, I thought to myself.
“Cat got your tongue? No matter, I could get the truth from you if I let you cum, I bet. Tit for tat, or should I say, tit for…it’s my tits isn’t it?”
“It’s all of you,” I blurted out!
“Ahhh, that’s so nice and refreshing to here. You can relax now.”
I lowered my ass back onto her bed. My breathing was labored. I’m sure she enjoyed watching my small breasts move to my heaving chest. I could feel sweat around the base of them and also on my upper lip. I heard her moving again and felt her…her mouth…on my…uhhh…lapping the sweat off my breasts.
“Please, I haven’t showered,” I stammered.
“I know. I can still taste my husband’s cum on your little titties. I’m sure he enjoyed that. Did you?”
Wow, I’m not going answer that. But was feeling pure delight as she continued to lick my chest clean, and continued down lower over my abdomen and stomach where Art left other deposits of his semen that had dried on my skin. It’s a strange feeling being blindfolded while someone touches and licks you all over. I tried to imagine if she was holding her hair back while she tongued my belly button, was she sitting leaning over me, was she kneeling between my spread legs, was she naked…was she touching herself…? Ahhhhh…
“Please mistress, lick lower…between my legs,” I begged her.
After a few more licks she said, “This is punishment, not for your enjoyment.”
“Please mistress, take my blindfold off. I want to see you…touching me.”
“In due time, Sarah. Now tell me which of my underwear is your favorite.”
I thought about it for a few seconds then answered, “I love the silk bikini with lace.”
“Ah, I know the ones, light blue, silk, lace borders. I should have known. You walked around my house in them for hours. Along with the matching bra. How did that fit?”
“It didn’t,” I giggled.
“I’m sure you can tell me my bra size.”
“38C,” I blurted out and then turned beat red.
“Mmmm, hmmm. I used to be a 38D, but all those yoga classes within the last year really toned down my body.”
“I know, I can see it when we play tennis.”
“Thanks. Still need to lose more weight to keep up with you, Sarah,” she laughed.
I was beginning to feel good about this situation and hopefully get her to eat my pussy like in my fantasies.
“Tell me, Sarah, why did you take all those pictures of my underwear? Laying each one out on the floor and snapping a shot.”
“I…I…use them…sometimes when I masturbate,” I meekly said.
“Ahhh, I see, one of those visual cues. Helps you get off?” she asked.
“Y..ye..yes,” I stammered some more.
“And every night before you fall asleep on my bed, when the camera showed you masturbating, are you thinking about me?” she asked.
God, all my secrets, desires, fantasies about my best girlfriend revealed to her! I wanted to leave, but my swollen labia and clit reminded me of my lust for her.
She mercifully helped me out, “It’s understandable. You like girls, I’m good looking. But we’ve remained social friends and close friends knowing what to do, or in this case, what not to do to maintain that friendship. And I’ll admit, Art and I do have our kinky side. This is actually turning me on. Not just the punishment aspect, but seeing you tied down on my bed…kind of beautiful, if I may say.”
Now I can almost see her blushing a little. And her body smell was overwhelming. She must have shifted positions again. And then I could feel her breath on my face…and…lips…wet…kissing. We were kissing! When she lifted her face, I opened my mouth panting like a cat, wanting more. I seductively traced my upper teeth with the tip of my tongue and felt her mouth close over mine again. This time I tried darting my tongue into her mouth but she kept pulling away.
“Mistress do you want me? If you do, I’m yours…”
“Mmmm,” she softly muttered running her hands through my curly brown hair.
“I think it’s time for you to cum,” she said as I heard her get off the bed. I could hear her walking into the bathroom and then a few moments later she climbed back up on the bed.
“So tell me Sarah,” her voiced almost inaudible I think so the camera mic wouldn’t hear us, “this is supposed to be punishment,” she laughed, “but I don’t want to hurt you. Tell me, how many fingers do you slide inside yourself.”
“Just one,” I faintly whispered back.
“That’s what I thought, so this may hurt a little. Don’t worry, I’ve added some massage oil to it,” she said as her voice returned to normal conversation volume.
“What is it??,” I asked before I heard the unmistakable sound of a vibrator. “Ohh, that’s for me, mistress?”
“Yes, it’s my gold plated vibrator. Don’t worry, it’s very slender, but long, I think longer than your finger,” she giggled.
And then I could feel it pressed against my mound. The vibrations making my body shiver. She didn’t tease me as much with the feather as I felt her apply just enough pressure to penetrate about an inch inside me, past my swollen labia.
“Ohhh, luv the….cool…slick…oil…ummmm…hard…ohhh…it’s wonderful, mistress.”
“Ummm, here comes the punishment,” she said as she pushed it deeper and deeper, then pulling it halfway out, then sliding it back inside me. This continued for a few minutes, but seemed like eternity, and now I could feel my pussy juices flowing.
“God, this looks too sexy watching you get fucked by my favorite toy,” she said. And then I could sense her shifting her body and felt something rubbing on my right toes. Oh my god, she’s doing it again! Even though I was still blindfolded I’m pretty sure she was rubbing herself on my feet.
I remained silent, trying to picture her, feeling the fabric of her panties as she grinded her crotch on my toes. Her movements suddenly became quicker and she grabbed my foot with her hand to hold it against her sex as her other hand still pushed her vibrator in and out of my sopping pussy.
“Uhhhhhhhhh….” It was too much as I groaned.
“That’s it…cum…for me, Sarah,” she whispered under her breath.
I wanted to hear her orgasm so I tried to stifle my sounds of passion, but like the a****l I am, my guttural cat sounds continued to reverberate around her bedroom walls.
I raised my head, “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I said as I gritted my teeth and hissed like a cat. Oh shit, I don’t think I came so hard before as my whole body convulsed, my arms and legs pulling on the ties, my torso wriggling with pleasure.
“My oh my, I do believe I see a bit of pussy cream on my vibrator,” she said.
When she pulled it out, my body stopped moving but I was panting like a big jungle cat.
“Now I heard Art was a bad boy and grabbed your hand when you came on our kitchen table. So this time I will let you taste yourself, since you’ve been so good.”
And true to her word she pushed the vibrator into my open hungry mouth and I licked and sucked it like I do when I eat bananas. Mmmmm, so good. And she was right, there was just a hint of something creamy. Hmmm, this light bondage thing may be the way to go, lol.
After I finished my meal like a good cat, Laura surprised me yet again, “And now for the big reveal…”
And with that I’m pretty sure she was moving up…up…to straddle…my face! It was then she ripped off the blindfold and my eyes went wide staring up at her crotch just inches from surprised O shaped mouth.
Before I could say a word she lowered herself and I was completely smothered in what I thought were her panties, but I didn’t think about that, yet, as I sucked on their wetness. Yes, yes, that’s why she was rubbing herself first on my knee, then my toes. Ohhh, what a dominatrix! Fuck, she’s too much. How is this possible??
But before I could enjoy more of her wetness she lifted herself to give me a better view.
“Oh…my…god, those are mine”, I exclaimed!
“Yes, how the tables are turned,” she laughed. She was wearing my cute pink lacey cheeky bottoms and matching racerback bralette. “And I must say they are a very, very, tight fit,” she laughed again.
“Wow, I know. It somehow looks sexy on you,” I meowed.
“Yes, I believe I’ve turned your cheeky into a thong…and your poor bralette may be stretched by how sore my boobs are. I’m sorry, I’ll buy you another pair, for sure.”
This, dear readers, was way too funny. My own panty fetish turned against me. But I felt my nipples harden as she sat back on my chest squishing them with her large hamstrings. And I watched as she fingered herself through my panties(!) getting herself wet all over again.
“Uhhh,” I raised my head wanting to lick her so badly. “Please mistress, can I lick you.”
“Shhh, quit pestering me, Sarah,” as she grew silent concentrating on herself. I watched as she pushed one, then two fingers deep inside her as the pink fabric collected more of her nectar.
Then she lifter her body off my chest and lowered her crotch over my mouth. I sucked and sucked trying to get as much of her juices as I could. And she began putting her full weight on my face making it hard to breathe.
It was then she leaned back and stretched an arm till her hand was between my legs. Eeeeoowww, she was fingering my swollen clit and rubbing my pussy.
This was simply too much. With her panty covered pussy (my panties!) grinding my face and her hand finger banging my mound, I came again, and screamed so loud I swear I heard car alarms going off. Fuck, fuck fuck…!!!!!
Never one to linger, she rolled off me and retreated to the bathroom. And watching her recede she was right, my cheeky underwear was swallowed up by her large buns. I giggled, and she turned around knowing why, and with a smile she closed the bathroom door behind her.
Still bound on her bed, I lay catching my breath. As I heard the shower turn on, I dozed off. I then awoke when I felt her untying my bonds. She had placed a soft bedsheet over my naked body and I could see she was fully dressed for the day, even though the sun was nearly setting.
“Okay,” she said, “I’m off to my hubby’s estate and you girl have house sitting duties to perform. And don’t forget the cameras are always watching,” she said with a sly smile.
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