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From: "Laura Davis" <ldavis4@hotmail.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} Slave by Laura Lynn Davis, F/F
Date: Thu,  8 Aug 2002 00:10:02 -0400
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Slave by Laura Lynn Davis, F/F

	My husband and I had been arguing since he forgot our second anniversary.  
Things hadn't been going well for a couple of months but I was trying to 
keep things together.  I was too stubborn to admit that Ryan and I weren't 
the ideal couple that everyone thought we were.

	We were invited to a party a week after our anniversary and we went 
although neither of us was in a particularly good mood.  As we left the 
apartment I glanced in the mirror and I had to admit that we at least looked 
good together.  Ryan is tall, dark, and handsome and I'm small, blonde, and 
fairly pretty.  He was wearing jeans, a t-shirt, and boots.  I was wearing a 
tank top, cargo shorts, and sandals.

	When we got to the party we stayed together for a while and then Ryan went 
off to the basement to play pool with a couple of his buddies.  I carried a 
glass of wine out onto the deck and leaned against the railing, listening to 
the music and looking up at the starts.

	A couple of people drifted out to the deck and then back inside.  I was 
about to go for a refill when a young Asian woman I hadn't seen before came 
out onto the deck.  She was younger than me, maybe twenty-two and stunningly 
beautiful.

	She was wearing a little cropped top made of silk so thin it was almost 
transparent and silk jogging shorts.  Her feet were bare.  Her hair was so 
black it had blue highlights and her golden skin was tanned a deep bronze.  
She smiled and said, "Hi, I'm Jill Wu.  Mind some company?"

	I shook my head.  "No, not at all.  I'm Katie Welch."  We shook hands and I 
had to make an effort not to stare at her firm, pretty tits.  We chatted for 
a couple of minutes - the usual who do you know, where do you work, where 
did you go to school kind of bull.

	Then while I was trying to think of something to say she leaned close and 
said, "Would you be shocked if I said I'd like to fuck your brains out?"

	I was shocked but I wasn't going to admit it.  I was also more excited than 
I'd been in a long time.  "No, I wouldn't be shocked.  Surprised maybe, but 
not shocked."

	She grinned.  "Good.  I'd like to fuck your brains out."

	I shook my head.  "I'm a married woman."  As soon as I said it I realized 
how lame it sounded.

	She giggled.  "That's so lame!"

	I had to laugh.  "Yes, but it's true."

	She slipped her arm around my waist.  "If you're so married then why do you 
keep sneaking looks at my tits?  I mean, I know I've got nice tits but after 
all you *are* a married woman."

	I shrugged.  "I'm sorry.  I didn't mean to stare."

	She slipped her hand down the back of my shorts and I caught my breath.  
"You mean you didn't mean to get caught staring."

	I turned toward her to protest and she sliped her other arm around me.  In 
a moment both hands were inside my shorts, stroking my ass.  I sighed and 
rested my forehead on her shoulder.  "Please stop.  What if my husband comes 
out here?"

	She kissed my cheek.  "I'll stop if you really want me to.  Just say so."

	I took a deep breath.  "I really want you to stop."

	She promptly pulled her hands out of my shorts and stepped back.  I felt a 
mixture of relief and disappointment.  She turned and walked to the door, 
pausing to glance back at me.  "You do have a great ass!"  Then she slid the 
door open and disappeared inside.

	About an hour later I hooked up with Ryan in the kitchen.  He was 
half-drunk and looking for a fight.  He said something, I said something, 
and then he told me to fuck off and leave him the hell alone.

	I turned and walked out of the kitchen, down the hall, and out the front 
door.  We lived about three miles away and I decided to walk.  I gone three 
blocks when a new Lexus pulled up beside me and Jill said, "Hop in, I'll 
drive you home."

	She drove me home, walked me to the door, and kissed me before leaving.  It 
was like coming home from a date.  I went inside and took a long hot bath.  
I masturbated while I soaked, thinking about Jill and her beautiful tits.

	The next day when I got home from work the Lexus was parked in front of the 
house.  I parked my car in the garage and walked back to the curb.  Jill was 
out of the Lexus, leaning against the door on the passenger's side.  "Hi, 
Katie."

	She was wearing jeans and a t-shirt with hiking boots and she looked 
adorable.  "What are you doing here?  What if Ryan comes home and sees you?"

	"Would he suspect something?"

	I shook my head, exasperated.  "No.  But that's not the point.  I'm a 
married woman and anyway I'm not a lesbian."

	"Good.  Neither am I.  At least I don't think so.  I just want you."

	I stomped my foot.  "Well you can't have me."  I turned and walked away.

	I heard a low wolf-whistle.  "God, you've got a great ass!"

	I reversed direction.  "We've *got* to talk.  Let's go somewhere."  She 
opened the passenger door and I got in.  A few minutes later we were on our 
way out of town on Palmer Lake Road.

	We drove in silence and she parked in a quiet spot by the lake.  I waited 
until she turned the engine off and then I said, "This has got to stop.  I 
want you to leave me alone.  Do you understand?"

	She smiled.  "Of course.  I undestand perfectly."  As she spoke she grabbed 
her t-shirt and pulled it off over her head.  She wasn't wearing a bra.  "Do 
you want to play with my tits?"

	I shook my head and whispered, "No!"  But I was already reaching for her.  
She slid closer and I cupped her firm round tits in my hands, squeezing them 
gently.  She started to unbutton me and within a few moments we were both 
nude.  She masturbated me to orgasm while I fondled her tits and kissed her 
neck and shoulders.  It was fantastic!

	She held me, stroking my buttocks until I was aroused again.  This time she 
straddled me in the classic 69 position and I moaned with pleasure as her 
tongue explored my wet, eager cunt.  I was reluctant to recirpocate but when 
she lowered herself onto my face I took a deep breath and inhaled her stong, 
musky scent.  A moment later I tasted another woman's pussy for the first 
time!  And I loved it!  I loved the taste and loved the soft slick feel of 
her inner lips against my tongue.  And I enjoyed the way she moaned and 
whimpered when I flicked her clit with my tongue.

	We were lucky we didn't get caught because it was long after dark by the 
time we stopped.  We were hot and sweaty and totally fucked-out.  We took a 
swim in the lake to cool off and then she drove me home.  Ryan's car wasn't 
in the driveway and I thanked heaven for small favors.  Jill pulled my skirt 
up, my panties down, and did me right there in the driveway.  I licked her 
fingers clean after I came.

	We saw each other every chance we had.  By the end of the summer things 
were over with Ryan and he moved out.  I didn't see Jill for a couple of 
days.  Then, on a Thursday afternoon she was waiting when I came home from 
work.

	She was sitting on the front steps wearing a white blouse, a  gray skirt, 
gray kneesocks, and black loafers.  I shook my head as I walked up to the 
steps.  "What's with the outfit?  You look like a schoolgirl!"

	She grinned.  "I am a school girl.  I'm a junior at St. Mary's."

	I stared at her in silence, stunned.  Then I walked up the steps and 
unlocked the front door.  She followed me in and locked the door while I 
went on into the kitchen.  I made myself a stiff drink and took a long sip.  
She leaned against the counter, watching, her arms folded.  "I thought you 
were twenty-one or twenty-two.  Exactly how old are you?"

	"Sixteen.  I'll be seventeen in October."

	I closed my eyes.  "Oh my god.  They'll put me in jail and throw the key 
away!"

	She laughed.  "Don't be so dramatic.  Nobody's going to go to jail.  Who's 
going to complain?  Anyway, sixteen is legal in this state."

	"What about your parents?"

	"What about them?  Their in Taiwan running the family business."

	"So what are you doing here?"

	"Getting a good education in an excellent school."

	"But you can't be here alone!"

	"Why not?  My parents call every other day.  And they fly over every couple 
of months.  Right now I'm alone because I'm the oldest.  Next year my 
brother will come over to start high school."

	I finished my drink.  "You need to go home."

	She shook her head.  "No, I need to stay here and fuck you."

	I shook my head.  "No!  No more."

	She smiled and lifted her skirt.  She wasn't wearing anything underneath.  
I stared at her slim, sleek thighs.  "Get down on your knees, Katie."

	I shook my head.  "No, please."

	"You know you worship my pussy.  Now get down on your knees."

	I sank to my knees and ran my tongue along her slit.  She was wet and 
ready.  I heard her moan as my tongue pushed into her.  I slid my hands up 
the back of her thighs and cupped her tight buttocks.  She slumped, pushing 
her cunt against my mouth.  I felt her hands in my hair as I licked her, 
teasing her clit with the tip of my tongue.

	Afterward, she ruffled my hair and told me I had the most talented tongue 
in eastern Massachusetts.

	Six months passed.  Jill spent almost every night at my place.  Her parents 
called on her cell phone so that wasn't a problem.  And they always let her 
know when they were coming to visit.

	One night, in late February, as we snuggled in bed after sex she rubbed my 
belly and said, "If we were back in Taiwan I'd enslave you."

	I shivered.  "You're kidding!"

	She shook her head.  "No, there's a place in Taipei, an old warehouse, 
where they sell slaves.  I'd take you there and have them put you on the 
block so I could buy you.  I'd love to see you on the auction block, nude 
and oiled, completely shaved, in chains."  She continued to rub my belly and 
in a few moments I was asleep.

	She was gone when I woke up in the morning.  I went downstairs and poured a 
glass of orange juice.  There was a note on the counter from Jill saying 
she'd see me after soccer practice.

	I got home from work and changed into sweats and went for a run.  When I 
got back Jill was waiting in the kitchen, sitting at the table with a cup of 
tea.  In the center of the table there was a pair of scissors, a razor, 
shaving cream, baby oil, and a pair of handcuffs.

	She told me to take off my clothes and sit down on one of the bar stools.  
I obeyed.  She cut my hair, trimming it short because she liked the tomboy 
look.  Then she trimmed my pubic hair.  She took me upstairs and I soaked in 
the tub for a while.  Then she shaved me.  When she was done and I was dried 
off she rubbed me down with baby oil.

	Finally, she cuffed my hands behind my back and led me downstairs to the 
kitchen.  She put a leather collar around my neck and told me to kneel.  I 
dropped to my knees.  "What are you, Katie?"

	I took a deep breath.  "A slave.  I'm a slave."

	She crouched and fondled my tits.  "That's right.  And during spring break 
we're going to fly to Taipei and I'm going to put your pretty ass on the 
auction block."

	I shivered.  "You will buy me back, won't you?"

	She smiled.  "Maybe."

The End



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