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Subject: {ASSM} Girl Power (Femdom)
Date: Thu, 14 Mar 2002 21:10:06 -0500
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Girl Power

    In my former life, I can recall dating a girl named Kelly.  Kelly was a 
smart, pretty young thing, just out of college.  She gave wonderful blowjobs 
as I recall.  Kelly and I made a smart looking modern young couple.  We had 
great sex, as smart looking modern young couples do.  I can even remember 
wild thoughts running through my mind: serious relationships, future, even 
marriage!  Kelly was nice.  Kelly was practical.  But Kelly had a 
roommate....

    Andrea was the kind of girl, that in my former life, I didn't like much 
at all.  Not that she wasn't polite, but she had a kind of condescending way 
about her.  She gave off the signals, albeit covertly, that she didn't care 
much for me (or for any guy for that matter) and that Kelly would be better 
off without me.  Consequently, I tried my best to avoid speaking with Andrea 
too much, preferring to bring Kelly home with me as quickly as possible to do 
what couples do.  The few extended conversations that I ever had with Andrea 
turned into disagreements about men, women, feminism, etc.  Andrea was 
everything that Kelly was not: Dark of hair, sarcastic, opinionated, 
quick-witted.  I must say that in retrospect, I was intimidated by Andrea.  
She wasn't exactly pretty, but she had a very toned, hot body that she 
achieved through spending as many diligent hours at the gym as her grad 
student schedule would allow.

    As it happens, about two months into our relationship Kelly had to leave 
town on short notice upon the death of her grandfather.  She had called and 
left me a message that she would be returning on that Saturday, and to pick 
her up at her apartment, as she would be in the mood to have some fun.  When 
I arrived at her place however, I found only Andrea.

"Oh hi, um...what's up?"
"Is Kelly ready yet?"
"Kelly is Chicago until tomorrow."
"She said she was coming back tonight."
"No she's coming back on Sunday."
"Jesus...she left a message saying Saturday."
"Well she must have said Sunday, because she's not here."

    I asked Andrea if I could come in to use the bathroom before heading back 
home.  She sighed and let me in.  After I had used the facilities I passed 
her in the living room on the way to the door.  I got just as far as the door 
handle.

"Oh,  Brian?"
"Yes?"
"You didn't say thank you for my allowing you to use the bathroom."

What a bitch.

"Um...thank you Andrea"
"That's better.  Now before you go, I was thinking that maybe we could get to 
know each other a little better..."
"Well ok. What do you want to do? Have a drink or something?"
"I was thinking perhaps we could fuck each other's brains out."
"JESUS Andrea.  I'm dating Kelly.  You know that!"
"Oh come on...it will be our little secret.  Just once.  I want to see for 
myself what Kelly has been raving about.  You do think I'm attractive, don't 
you?"
"Well yeah but..."

But.
But.
    For all you people that think that I should have ran out of there pronto, 
you don't know the half of it.  Instead of course I found myself on the couch 
making out with Andrea and feeling up her hot body, which was encased in 
stylishly form fitting blue jeans and one of those tight black lycra shirts 
that showed off her highset medium size breasts and flat abdomen.  She was 
aggressive in her kissing (everything Kelly was not), and I found myself 
fighting for control of her hungry mouth.  She ran her hands all over my 
body, groping me as voraciously as I was groping her.  I was getting 
extremely turned on.  This was going to be one hot, intense sex session.

    "Yes baby. Take off your pants.  Let me see that cock."

I didn't need to be asked twice.  As soon as I stripped down, she was on my 
cock like a bitch in heat, sucking, fondling and then easily throating my 8 
inches.  It was wild.  No girl had ever deepthroated me, and this girl was 
doing it like a pro.  I pride myself on having good stamina, but when this 
bitch started fondling and lightly squeezing my balls with my cock lodged in 
her tight throat, I was on the edge of cumming.  She sensed this, stopped, 
stood up and maneuvered herself behind me.

She cooed very nasty words into my ear and lifted my shirt clean off over my 
head in one motion, leaving me entirely naked.  I could feel her erect 
nipples through her shirt rubbing against my back.  She reached around with 
her arms and grabbed my nipples and squeezed them both.  I began to wonder 
how I allowed myself to be stripped without doing the same to her.  I was 
startled from these daydreams when she slid her body down mine, grabbed my 
erect cock and stroked it while pushing her tongue into my asshole.  This 
girl was turning out to be one nasty slut, driving me crazy with her hands 
and mouth at the same time.  Just as I was about to shoot, she stopped again. 
 She grabbed my hair with authority and pushed two fingers firmly into my ass 
before I knew what she was doing.

"Hey...ow!"
"Hey what boy?"
"Jesus Andrea stop it!"
"Listen to me fuckwad.  If I take these fingers out of your ass, you go right 
out the door now and your clothes go into the fireplace.  Do you understand."
"Yes"
"Do you want me to take my fingers out?
"Yes...I mean NO."
"Good.  Bitch.  Have you ever been fucked by a girl?
"I'm not a virgin."
"I didn't ask that.  I asked if you've ever been fucked by a girl.  Like I'm 
fucking you now."
"No."
"Then you are a fucking virgin.  I love little virgin bitchboys."

She grabbed my hair and physically dragged me into the kitchen and bent me 
over the kitchen table.  Her cruel fingers went right back into my ass and 
she roughly stroked my cock, bending it backwards through my legs towards 
her.  The pain and pleasure were intense.  When she tired of this she took 
her fingers right from my ass and plunged them into my mouth, compelling me 
to taste my own ass, while she spanked my exposed butt with her right hand.  
The spanks hurt like hell.  This girl was strong.  Scary strong.  She grabbed 
me by the hair again and literally threw me down on the ground onto my back 
and pried my mouth open with the toes of her bare foot.

"Come on slut, my feet need some attention"

She shoved her toes into my mouth and made me suck them, then lick the bottom 
of her bare foot like a slave. She was interrupted from her ministrations 
when the phone on the wall next to her began to ring.  

"Here...now be quiet while I'm on the phone."

She shoved her foot deep into my mouth, pinning my head against the floor and 
she answered the phone.

"Hello.  Oh hi Kelly!  How is Chicago...oh that's so sad...give them my 
condolences...you be safe honey...Me? Oh I'm just fine...having lots of 
fun...I met a new guy....yeah...I'll tell you all about it when you get 
back...you too Kelly.  See you tomorrow...bye"

"Hey bitchboy, that was your girlfriend.  Maybe I'll take some pictures so 
she can see how I spent my Saturday night.  Good idea?"

I tried to shake my head no, but her cruel foot had me pinned motionless 
against the hard floor.  

"Nah...forget it.  Let's have sex instead!"

She dragged me back into the living room and pushed me down on the floor and 
finally removed her clothes displaying her incredibly perfect toned body.  
God I hated this bitch, but at the same time wanted her so bad.  She arranged 
us in a 69 position with her on top and plunged her wet cunt down on my face. 
 She rode me like a horse, with my cock and balls grasped harshly in one 
hand, the cruel fingers of the other plunging in and out of my tender ass 
while she rode my face, swearing and sweating her way to orgasm, spraying me 
with her girlcum.  She ground her cunt all over me, making sure that my 
entire face was soaked and that the air passages of my nose and mouth were 
filled with her juices.  I was a choking, exhausted mess.

She yanked me up onto me knees, slapped my wet face twice hard, then forced 
my face into her ass and made me lick her anus while she rubbed her cunt, 
cooing and sighing and squealing in her pleasure.  At the moment of her 
second orgasm, she spun around and made sure to soak my face in it again.  I, 
totally used, collapsed onto the floor again while she left the room.  I 
couldn't even move.

She returned in about five minutes.  A vision of my worst nightmares.  
Strong, athletic, sexy, cruel, and sporting a 10 inch, thick , flesh colored, 
strap-on dildo.

"Ok slut.  Time to fuck each other's brain out!  Me first!"

I was beyond trying to do anything to resist.  She arranged me on my knees on 
all fours and opened my ass insistently with the cock.  Slowly at first. Inch 
by inch.  Painfully.  Savagely.  Uncompromisingly.  I moaned and cried like 
the whipped, ass-fucked slut that I had become.  She appeared to be some sort 
of an expert at this, fucking me into oblivion as she spanked my ass and 
slapped my face.  My once hard cock was ineffectual, an afterthought as it 
swung back and forth with the rhythm of her relentless fucking. 

"Come on bitch.  That's right...take it hard.  Take Andrea's big dick.  
Squirm on it slut.  Spread your ass open slut.  Say my name bitch.  Say you 
love it...come on.  What's wrong slut.  Don't you like it?"

I shook my head hard, while screaming myself hoarse.

"I'll bet I can prove you wrong slut"

She slid out the dildo and flipped my over onto my back.  I was powerless to 
resist anything she wanted to do to my helpless body.  And what she wanted to 
do is commonly called in pornography circles - the piledriver position.  She 
bent my legs all the way back until my ass was in the air, my toes were 
touching the floor behind my head, and the back of my head was pinned to the 
floor, bent at the neck.  In this position she had full access to my exposed 
asshole.  From above, she positioned the rubber cock straight down 
vertically, and brought it straight down into my open ass by bending her 
legs.  I was totally inverse impaled.  This position is reserved for the most 
wanton, nasty, degraded sluts...which of course I was now.

    My cruel bitch ruler saw this as an opportunity for a nice handjob.

    I didn't think I could even get an erection with 10 inches of cock in my 
ass, but boy was I wrong.  She expertly played my helpless body until I was 
on the verge of cumming.  Then fucked me harder and harder until the clit 
attachment of the strap-on brought her to the verge as well.  She timed our 
orgasms together, both of us screaming in ecstasy as she milked my huge load 
of cum all over my face, choking and gagging me again.  She wasn't through.

    "Come on slut.  Let's get you cleaned up."

    She pulled me up onto my feet, bent me at the waist, plunged the dildo 
into me from behind, and began to slowly walk me to the bathroom, making sure 
that with each painful step, her cock was forced deeper and deeper into me.  
She walked me not to the shower, not to the sink, but to the toilet where she 
drove me down on all fours, roughly soaking my head in the toilet water while 
she power fucked me harder and harder until she came for a fourth time.  

I was compelled to my feet again and she took hold of my exposed balls, 
squeezing hard.  She slapped my wet face bright red until I cried like a 
little girl and begged to serve her more.  She was my superior in every 
way...

I spent the rest of the evening orally servicing her cunt, ass and feet until 
she maxed out at a grand total of nine orgasms.  On the bright side, I did 
get to fuck her.  She rode my cock harshly for 20 minutes, slapping me more, 
stuffing her fingers into my mouth until I choked, lost in her own pleasure.  
At the moment of her climax, she pulled off of me, scrambled up my prone body 
and sprayed my face again.  She explained that sluts should always get a 
facial, never cum inside.  And I did get a nice long blowjob from her at one 
point too until I came in her commanding mouth.  She took great delight in 
feeding it back to me.

Our Saturday night ended with me in her bed, with my head at her feet, 
licking and sucking her toes until she fell asleep.

On Sunday morning, Kelly came home to sight of her roommate casually lounging 
on the sofa and her boyfriend on his knees at her feet, orally servicing her 
10 inch rubber strap-on cock.

"Jesus Andrea!  You've ruined another one!  You are incorrigible!"

"Ha ha...welcome home baby.  I think you should get over here and worship 
your lover's cock."

She put her foot on my face and pushed me to the floor to make room for 
Kelly.  They did allow me to stay and begin a new sort of life....

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