Bonnie Discovers Her Submissive Side Chapter 6
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Several weeks had gone by since Susan and Bonnie had gotten together that night. Susan heard that Bonnie had found a girlfriend, and they were dating. She had seen Bonnie in the bar, and they had exchanged a few words here and there, but Bonnie said nothing about the girlfriend, or about the two of them playing again. Although Susan was a little disappointed as she felt they had had fun, she knew Bonnie was looking for a relationship, and she really wasn't.
About a month after that first night, they ran into each other in the bar and got to talking, Just normal chat, but it got around to the subject of her girlfriend. Bonnie said they had parted ways,
"After the night you and I were together, I came to realize a need I hadn't been aware of, It turns out, my girlfriend had the same or at least similar needs, and neither of us was wired to give those, just to receive them. We parted as friends. I am still looking for love, as we all are, but now I am not sure I can find that love and fulfill my other needs from just one person."
"And just what is that need?"
"The need to submit. The need to be taken to places I have not been and was not even aware existed. The need to have my boundaries pushed. And maybe more that I am not aware of yet. You showed them to me, or at least it was a start."
"You know I did not approach you again once I saw you were with someone else. I didn't want to get in between the two of you. I'm not very pushy, initially at least. I love teasing and flirting a bit, getting the other person worked up until they ask or make the first move. I do like to seduce and experiment some to see what the other person likes or what rocks their boat. But I also think some people tend automatically to reject things without ever giving them a try or because they think certain things are dirty or taboo. But two consenting people in the right mood at the same time… well, things can happen, and whatever those things may be, there is nothing wrong as long as it isn't criminal, lol."
"You read me perfectly, Susan, and took charge. You pushed against my comfort zone and made me try something I would never have considered on my own. And that got me to thinking about what else you might make me do."
"I don't want to 'make' you do anything, Bonnie. I want to present possibilities and new things to explore. I want you to discover what you need and give you a chance to experience those needs. But the choice will always be yours to make. I am only here to help and guide you. If you let me, I will do my best to take you places you have yet to discover."
"I would like that very much, Susan. I want to explore this side of me more, and I think you are the person to help me with that."
They sat quietly in one corner of the bar talking and 'negotiating' the terms of what each expected from the other. While they sat there, Susan reached over and brushed her hand against Bonnie's tit. Bonnie looked around as she tried to push Susan's hand away. Susan pulled her hand down behind her back and squeezed the tit with her other hand, leaving it there until Bonnie stopped squirming. She unbuttoned the top button on her blouse and then the next one, exposing the top of her bra. She reached inside the bra and squeezed again.
As she rolled the nipple between her finger and thumb, she felt it harden, and Bonnie moaned. She undid the next button, fully exposing her bra and pulled it up over her tits. Bonnie looked around and saw a few people looking in their direction. Susan let go of Bonnie's hand but gave her a look that said to leave it where it was. She took both tits into her hands and squeezed and sucked them, making quite a show of it. Bonnie could see more people looking at what was happening.
Susan opened the remaining buttons and pulled the blouse down. As it slid off her shoulders, Susan unhooked the bra, removed the shirt and her bra, placing it on the table.
"You can put your blouse back on, but leave it unbuttoned."
Bonnie did as she was told. Next, Susan reached under the table and ran her hand up and down Bonnie's legs, and even through her jeans, she could feel the heat. There was a spot that was already damp.
"I do believe that at least part of you is finding this exciting even if your mouth is saying no."
The waitress came over and asked if they wanted another drink, not saying a word or making any expressions about the bra on the table or Bonnie's exposed tits. Susan ordered another round, and the waitress left, returning a few minutes later with their order. Susan continued rubbing up and down Bonnie's legs while sipping her drink like nothing was happening. At one point, she placed her cold glass against Bonnie's tits before taking a sip. Bonnie squirmed but kept silent. Susan alternated between rubbing her legs and squeezing her tits until they finished the drinks, then she stood up, left a tip on the table and took Bonnie by the hand.
She picked up the bra draping it around Bonnie's neck, then led her through the bar and out the door. Though people were looking at Bonnie's open blouse, and some were making comments, Susan acted like there was nothing out of the ordinary as they left. As they got to Susan's car, she told Bonnie to remove her pants and panties before getting in. It was a pleasant evening out, and several groups were milling about the parking lot, so Bonnie hesitated.
"Just do it now and get in the car. The longer you take, the more attention you are going to attract."
Bonnie quickly removed her shoes, unzipped her jeans, and removed them and her panties at the same time, immediately reaching for the door handle, but the door was locked. Susan was standing on the driver's side, watching and laughed.
"Ooops."
She unlocked the door, and Bonnie jumped in, closing the door behind her. Susan climbed in behind the wheel and started the car.
"Now, take off the blouse."
Susan lowered the convertible top on the car and drove off as soon as it was down. Bonnie tried to cover herself, but Susan shook her head. The car was a low sports car, so virtually everyone could see Bonnie's entire body. Susan was driving around busy traffic areas with a lot of stoplights. She timed her speed, so she caught nearly every red light.
"Put your feet up on the dashboard and play with your clit for me."
"Please don't make me do this, Susan."
"You agreed that you have a need. And that you felt I could fill that need, didn't you?"
"Yes, I did.'
"Then make up your mind. If you don't want to do this, you can always use the safe word. Or if you need to have further negotiations to clarify what "anything you tell me to do" means then fine, we can do that. Or we can just walk away from each other. Otherwise, do as you are told and start playing with yourself!"
Bonnie hesitated for just a second before putting both feet up on the dashboard and started rubbing her clit. Susan reached over and began squeezing her nipples, and she soon had Bonnie moaning. Whenever they stopped at a light, Bonnie tried to stifle her moans, but Susan just squeezed harder. They finally hit the edge of town and the open road. Susan deliberately sought out semis and drove next to them on the driver's side for miles at a time, before moving on to the next truck. When they passed a sign indicating a truck stop ahead, Susan said it might be time for a stop. Bonnie cringed somewhat, but her pussy twitched at the thoughts of what Bonnie might ask of her.
When she pulled ahead of the truck they had been riding next to for the last several miles, then signaled to turn to the off-ramp, the semi followed. Rather than pulling into the car parking area, she pulled into the trucker area, parking in the open. The truck pulled up and parked nearby. The driver opened the door but did not exit his cab.
"Get out and sit on the trunk of the car and continue masturbating."
Bonnie did as she was told. The trucker got out and walked over to Susan. She could see the bulge already growing in the driver's pants. He asked if it was okay to watch, and Susan just nodded. He began rubbing his crotch as Bonnie rubbed her clit. As they stood there, a few other truckers wandered over to see what the attraction was, soon finding out. One trucker unzipped his fly and pulled out his cock, stroking it. Susan walked up to Bonnie and plunged two fingers into her dripping honey pot, getting an immediate reaction.
One of the men in the growing crowd yelled out, asking if the whore was a lot lizard or for hire. Another wondered whether the slut liked swallowing cum. A third man asked if she loved big black cocks dumping their seed in her cunt. The name-calling seemed to excite Bonnie as Susan could feel her trembling increase at each dirty name she was called. Susan leaned in.
"You like being called names, don't you?"
Bonnie nodded.
"Doing what I tell you to do?"
Bonnie nodded again.
Susan began stroking her fingers in and out of Bonnie's pussy as her moans increased. More of the men had pulled out their cocks or were rubbing them through their pants. By now, there were at least a half dozen men standing around. Susan kept them at a distance with just a look. At this point, Bonnie was now lying back with her feet on the trunk, and her legs spread open wide. Susan could tell she was nearing a climax and leaned down, taking her clit into her mouth. It was all that was needed as her hips bucked high off the trunk when it hit.
She continued licking and sucking her clit and fucking her pussy for another minute or so. Then, she stood up but kept wiggling her fingers inside Bonnie.
"Did you like that? Like being watched? Liked performing for these men, slut?"
"Yes."
"I think we should let them show their appreciation, don't you?"
"Yes."
She signaled for several men to come over and told them to masturbate on Bonnie as she continued fucking her pussy, and when the first three men finished, she invited the rest to do the same. The group then dispersed, and the drivers returned to their trucks. Susan helped Bonnie up and back into the car, then went inside and got a couple of bottles of water and some wet towels.
"You like cum?"
"Well..."
"Well, what?"
"I like whatever you do to me."
"Then right now, I want you to clean yourself up."
Bonnie reached for a bottle of water, but Susan snatched it from her.
"With your hands and tongue… every drop."
Bonnie looked at her, then began wiping the cum from her body and licking it off her fingers. Susan started up the car and got back on the road heading back to town and the bar where Bonnie's car was parked. She kept watching and pointed out where Bonnie had missed a spot here and there. When she was satisfied that it was all cleaned up, she handed her the towels and a bottle of water to drink.
"Good little slut. You may put your blouse and jeans on now, but no panties or bra."
When they reached Bonnie's car, Susan told Bonnie to wear a skirt next time she went to the bar, then pulled off as Bonnie quickly got in her car and drove home.
to be continued...
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AffairSherrie had known David for 16 years and he had always been the one to treat her back whenever she hurt it. He was a very sexy Physiotherapist, tall, tanned and very athletic looking. Without fail every time Sherrie went to see him he knew where she was hurting, and would instantly ask her to remove her top and undo her Jeans so he could get to her back. David would always like to check to see if she had her “G” string on and he could see she had a matching bra on. He would make the subtle...
If you have followed the stories, I first black mailed and fucked the preachers 23 year old hot daughter, Jaimie, she is now carrying my baby. See preachers daughter chapter 13 and preacher sucks for lead in to this story:Over two months ago I sucked my first cock and fucked my first man pussy, unbelievable, it was our preachers, so wrong but made me so fucking hard!He sucked and cum hard and recovered quick, he said he would be my sex slave cum slut #3. Well, I had been letting him wait as I...
Well the plan as outlined and stage was set as mentioned in previous story, "Preachers Daughter Chapter 18, Preacher and Preacher.The following occurred yesterday as follows for Jaimie's birthday on her 24th birthday:I arrived and Jaimie looked hot and ready. I kissed her and told her we would play and get very naughty for the next 3 or 4 hours. I had her dressed in stockings, garter belt, heels, makeup perfect, her six month old pregnant little belly showing, I tied her, blind folded her...
I knew better.Martin, a man I work with, had invited me to come over and have drinks with him and his wife, Maya, many times. And every single time until last night, I managed to say no. But I guess my curiosity got the better of me. I suspected drinks meant so much more, and I was right. This morning my body aches like it never has, and all I can think about is going back for more. I was a straight, chaste girl going into their dungeon. But by the end of the night, I was eating pussy and...
BisexualAfter they had the huts finished, the water supply taken care of and even finding they had plenty of food with the coconuts and the bananas, the fishing was good and Mr. Candleford even managed to trap a wild pig in a pit trap that worked perfectly. The only hard part was to get the carcass out and get it prepared for eating and then to smoke and keep the remaining meat safe for future use. In a sense, it was good that they were there on the island because the things would have started to...
The submissive mother and her dominathing ???????????????? The submissive mother lead their daughters into bdsm. ??????????? ????????????????????Chapter 1 Our first encounter Mine name is Lady Elvira. I?m a transvestite Mistress in Holland Europe. I?ve several girl slaves who I attend to and one in particular is mine favorite. Her name is miriam? and I like to tell you why she is so very special to me. She was the first girl slave that belonged to me when I started mine bdsm business...
Herman to Hermione -------------------- My name is Herman and this is my story. I am a 28 year old living in Dubai with my wife. Its been 4 years since we have been married and Julia and we both have a very good sex life. I met her one night while I was bar-hopping with a couple of mates and the same night we were all over each other like a couple of jack-rabbits. As I said sex has never been dull for the both of us and Julia likes to think up of new ways to keep the magic alive....
"H-hello. My name is Claire McBice, and I have been under my son's control for nearly two weeks." It's hard to take a breath after introducing myself. The small circle of women listening may be my last hope to escape dire circumstances. My marriage is on the verge of collapse. My eldest daughter has fled our home, and my youngest boy will undoubtedly, soon discover his older brother's crimes against me and his father. I am filled with fear, but right now I am more afraid of these...
Nearly twenty-seven years ago, a baby girl was born with a full head of flaming red hair. Her parents took one look at the color of that hair and decided the baby's name would be Cherrie. Originally her parents planned on calling her Amy since up to then, they had no idea she would be a redhead. Her mother was blonde and her father had dark hair. But her maternal grandmother was a redhead as was Cherrie's aunt. I met Cherrie about ten years ago and right from the very start, I found she had a...
TabooCherri was a sixteen year-old school girl. The loveliest and hottest looking young girl in school. Since she reached puberty folks have been saying that she was a very beautiful girl. Recently they have described her as being exceptionally gorgeous and voluptuously sexy. She had a baby face with sparkling eyes and rosy cheeks and luscious lips. Her blond hair cascaded in lovely curls down to her shoulders. Her face alone, together with its captivating smile, could arouse even an impotent man,...
Story Fifteen: Becoming a Submissive Teacher Pet By mypenname3000 Copyright 2019 Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this! The figure trembled as it stroked the last pair of mind-controlled panties it had made. The fun of this game was exquisite. It savored shaping young girls' minds into its sluts. Turning good girls into whores, bad girls into virgins, and a whole host of other naughty designs. But too much of a good thing was bad. It needed to move on to new amusements. The figure...
My wife Sally and I have been married now for twenty two years and I am still discovering new things about her. The true story that I am about to tell you is how my dear Sally first brought Lynda into our lives and what happened the first time that she visited our house. If you find lesbian sex and cream pies offensive then please do not waste your time by reading on.We live in a medium sized village somewhere in the south of England. I am manager of the local bank, and for the last ten years...
Wife Seeks Help In Training Her Submissive Husband! CHAPTER ONE. I recently discovered that my husband has been going to some ‘Swinger’ s’ parties/orgies. What he had told me was that he was going away on business trips, and that he couldn’t get out of them! Since these gatherings are normally meant for couples only, (and as he has been attending them as a ‘Single Male,’) he has had to worm his way onto the group’s invitation list by offering to ‘serve’ the guests. The organizers agreed...
FetishFor those following the stories, we are at the point Jaimine, the preachers daughter is six months along carrying my baby. She lived with my wife and I, my hot wife Charlotte clueless about Jaimie.Jaimie 24 birthday was yesterday! So, what we did was I had my wife set up a nice surprise party for her at our house where she lives when she got home from her college classes before Christmas break. My wife had no idea, when she left for work and our k**s left for school, Jaimie, who lives with...