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ANNE'S FANTASY: THE MISTRESS


	My master has taken me to visit a friend. He explains to
me that she is a dominant and that he is loaning me to her for
the evening and so I must show her the same respect and
obedience he is afforded.

	We enter the home, and I am sure he is joking, as it is
a fairly normal home and the woman seems likewise. We have
drinks and chat for a while, and I am almost tempted to tell her
about the little trick my master has played on me.

	"Well, it's getting late," she suddenly says to me.
"Take off your clothes."

	I sit there, caught by surprise. Sitting in this woman's
living room, I have difficulty getting my fingers to work. I
almost wish we were in a dungeon or somewhere far more
forbidding to prompt my obedience. My master places his hand on
my neck, rubbing it for a moment, then wraps my hair around his
hand, gently moving his hand so that my face is turned toward
him. "Remember our discussion," he tells me. "Your obedience is
required."

	He kisses me encouragingly, and warmed by this, I smile
at him, wanting to please him. He releases my hair, and I stand,
unbuttoning my dress. I remove the dress, and underneath I am
without panties or bra, only a garter belt with stockings. I'm a
little self conscious, standing virtually naked in front of this
stranger, but my master has his hand on the back of my thigh,
stroking it, and I trust him, knowing that he is there, watching
out for me.

	"I see you keep her shaved," the woman says to my
master, and he nods, explaining that sensations were far more
enjoyable for both of us in addition to the daily shaving
assignment which reinforces my submission. "Let's see you play
with that bare pussy," she remarks to me, sitting in her chair,
crossing her legs casually.

	Hesitantly, my hand drops to my pussy. I tentatively
stroke my pussy, and the woman urges me on. "Insert your fingers
in your cunt. Deeper! Now stroke your clit. Harder! Spread your
legs more, I want to see your juice on your fingers."

	I loosen up a little, relaxing as my fingers pleasure
myself. My clit is pleasantly buzzing now, and my pussy is
responding wetly. The woman approaches and slips her own fingers
in my pussy, smiling at the moisture and feeling my cunt and my
clit, familiarizing herself with my anatomy. She withdraws her
fingers and holds them to my lips. I suck on her fingers,
tasting my juice, and she looks at me approvingly.

	"You may call me Mistress," she says to me. "We're going
to be moving to a Play Room now. Your master will be there, but
only as a observer. I will be your mistress for the evening, and
I expect you to obey me. Is that clear?"

	"Yes," I whisper, and she looks at me sharply, raising
an eyebrow. "Yes, Mistress," I say, and she nods, remarking,
"that's better." She takes my wrist and leads me to another room
in the house, a sitting room. My master settles himself on the
sofa, enjoying the view of my breasts and pussy.

	"Let's start with seeing how well trained her mouth is,"
she says to me. "And kneel," she adds.

	I kneel down in front of her, and she shrugs off her
suit jacket and unzips her skirt, removing it. She is wearing a
skin tight, sleeveless black turtleneck of a stretchy fabric
with snaps at the crotch. She unsnaps it, and she too is shaved.
I can smell her musky scent and feel her hand on my head,
guiding my face to her pussy.

	I lick and suck as best I can, trying to remember what
excites me about my master's tongue. I swirl my tongue around
her clit until it is hard and throbbing, and I dart my tongue in
her pussy, teasing her labia, then sweeping back and forth in
long strokes. She comes, shuddering in my face and gasping, then
licks her stickiness off my face.

	"She did very well," she comments to my master. "You've
trained her admirably."

	"Yes, I enjoy her oral skills immensely," says my
master, winking at me.

	"But I'd like to see her lose a little of that
attitude," she says. "I'd like to find out what kind of a hot
slut resides under that reserve." I open my eyes wide, wondering
what she means, and I notice the nipple clamps she is holding in
her hands as she pulls me to my feet.

	"I think we'll start with some clamps on those pretty
nipples," she says, stroking my nipples, which respond by
forming hard, taut points. The clamp bites my tender nipple
sharply, and I hold my breath, feeling the ache snaking down my
back all the way to my pussy. She clamps the other nipple, then
drops the chain which connects them, causing both of the clamps
to pull unbearably. I close my eyes, trying not to moan aloud.

	Meanwhile, she is touching my breasts, licking around
the nipples, a cool, sweet tongue which virtually causes my
nipples to shriek as she tongues my hard nipples imprisoned
between the clamps. My legs tremble, and I inhale sharply. She
keeps me on the edge of ecstasy for a long time, and finally
removes the clamps, sucking hard on my nipples as the blood flow
resumes to the sensitive nerve endings, and I groan, closing my
eyes.

	I feel her hand on my pussy, fingering my clit, and I
gasp. "You're a hot little slut," she says. "I'd like to fuck
all of your orifices simultaneously and make you beg for it." I
shiver, closing my eyes and savoring the thrill running through
me.

	She instructs me to lean forward and spread my legs, and
she produces a butt plug, which she lubricates and inserts in my
ass. My master watches me closely, and I try not to appear too
self conscious, but it's hard to be dignified with a piece of
rubber stuck uncomfortably in my asshole. Worse, it's a
vibrator, and she turns it on to a very low speed, which sends a
steady rumbling up my backside.

	Next, she rubs a penis-shaped vibrator over my lips,
until they virtually buzz on their own, swollen and dark red.
She traces her fingers over my mouth, slipping them inside from
time to time, and I can't help but suck on them, it's a natural
reflex in my state of excitement. She finger fucks my mouth, and
I'm embarrassed by how responsive my lips are, sucking greedily
on her fingers, opening and trembling under her light caresses.
She produces a gag with a bit, inserting it in my mouth and
fastening it behind my head. It's not uncomfortable but it
vibrates against my tongue and my lips -- or is that my
imagination? I shake my head, trying to shake it loose, but it
is fastened snugly and effectively possesses my mouth, muffling
my moans.

	"Now," she says, "only one more hole to go to reveal the
slut." The vibration increases in my ass, and I moan, breathing
harder, squirming as the butt plug seems to be working itself
deeper in my anus.

	"Bend over the table," she orders, and I do so, grateful
for the support to hold up my buckling knees, overwhelmed by the
multiple sensations coursing through my body. She spanks my ass
briefly with a paddle, which only makes the butt plug buzz
harder.

	I feel her behind me, standing between my spread legs,
very close. She places her hand on the small of my back,
pressing me against the table. Her other hand drops underneath
me, fingering my throbbing clit, and I emit a muffled moan and
squirm, arching my ass in the air. She takes her time, playing
with my pussy lips and my clit, inserting her fingers in my
cunt, bringing me to the brink of orgasm expertly, then
withdrawing them. I am groaning and bucking my ass frantically.

	She spanks my ass again with the paddle, rubbing the
side of the paddle against my pussy, which causes me to lurch
and moan again. I hear some buckling and the whir of another
vibrator. Her leg nudges my thigh, and I feel a dildo brushing
my labia, which she must have strapped to a harness on her leg.
She lifts her thigh, working the buzzing dildo into my pussy,
thrusting it into my wet cunt, and I moan, biting hard on the
bit. Her hand still pushes firmly on my lower back, pinning me
to the table, and her other hand grasps my hair, pulling my head
back, as she fucks me hard with the dildo.

	I come uncontrollably, my cries muffled, my pussy and
ass wet and swollen. She continues to rotate the dildo with her
leg, thrusting it firmly between my thighs, until she tires of
this activity and withdraws it, causing me to gasp as well. She
removes the butt plug, then pulls me up by my hair, turning me
around. She unfastens the gag from my swollen red mouth and
says, "yes, you're such a hot little slut."

	She kisses me then, thrusting her tongue inside my mouth
and caressing my body with her hands while she leads me to a
chaise lounge. She takes off her turtleneck and pulls my mouth
to her breasts, and I suck and lick at them while she sighs. She
brings out a double dildo then, inserting one end in her pussy
and the other in mine. She lies down on the lounge, pulling me
on top of her, and she grasps my buttocks with her hands.

	She guides my ass to thrust the dildo in and out of us,
and I know my master is pleased by the sight of me straddling
and fucking her, my breasts swaying with each thrust. My hand
brushes her clit, and she reciprocates, my hot button swelling
at her touch. I thrust harder, feeling the dildo pushing inside
me insistently, and we both come in great heaving spasms.

	We lie there, gasping for breath, and my master comes
over and strokes my hair, kissing me, pleased.

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