Yearning by Karen

Twenty-three year old Junette studied her nude reflection in the mirror and she blushed. It seemed as if she were blushing all the time, maybe because of her crazy yearning. She picked up a brush and started brushing her long blond hair that hung in waves to her shoulders. Laying the brush down, she pinched one of her already erect nipples and she squirmed with sexual pleasure. It never took more than one pinch and she was excited and her fingers slipped between her thighs to her shaven mound. She rubbed at her clit for a moment before pushing a finger into her moist cunt. Pulling the finger out, she stuck it in her mouth and began to suck at it. Damn, I'm a nasty bitch, she thought.

Getting up, she went to her dresser and took out a cream bra and matching panties. When she had put them on, she again looked at herself in the mirror and blushed again. I've got to stop this blushing, she thought to herself as she took a pair of gray slacks off a rack and a light pink blouse. Pulling her slacks on and the blouse, she tucked the blouse into her slacks and zipped them up the side. Sitting on the side of the bed, she drew a pair of transparent nylons on and took out a pair of gray heels. Sitting at her mirror, she began to put on her make-up. She was meticulous with this habit because she had once had a lady explain to her, 'you are only as cute as your make-up'.

Checking the clock, she quickly dabbed perfume behind each ear and sprayed down her blouse. As an afterthought, she dabbed perfume on the inner side of each wrist. Opening her purse, she checked for keys and noticed the note she had written and broke out in a furious blush. Checking the clock, she saw it was time to go.

The drive to the 'Hidden Paradise' took about fifteen minutes. When she parked in the lot of this notorious lesbian bar, she drew several deep breaths before stepping out and taking the short walk to the entrance. Steeling herself, she opened the door. It was dimly lit inside and it took a few moments for her eyes to become accustomed to dim light. A bar ran along a far wall opposite some dimly lit booths which Junette could see were only half full at the time since it was only about 1:00 in the afternoon.

Two ladies were dancing to the jukebox, a slow dance. Each was holding the other closely. Junette walked up to the bar once her eyes had become accustomed to the dim light and ordered a gimlet. Once she had received her drink, she sat with her face forward until she finally started peeking at the other ladies. The room had only eight or nine other women in it and half of them were looking at her, in particular a redhead. She wore her hair in one braid that was hooked over her left shoulder. She wore a black vest over a red blouse which plainly showed her full chest. She also was wearing black leather pants and had one booted foot hooked over the bottom rung of her stool. There was a slight smirk on her pretty face. Junette guessed she was about 5' 9". Junette blushed when she knew the woman was looking at her and quickly looked away and took another sip of her drink. What am I doing in here, she thought.

She had sipped about half her drink when the redhead slid onto the stool beside her. "Hi, I'm Lisa. I haven't seen you in here before and I know about everyone that comes in here."

Junette held out her hand, "I'm Junette. No, I've never been in a place like this before."

"You do know what this place is, don't you?" Lisa grinned at her.

Junette blushed and shook her head yes.

"You ever make love to a woman? The way you're blushing, I would guess that you're a virgin at love between women," Lisa's smile widened.

"No, I've never made love to a woman," Junette blushed furiously.

"But you'd like to, right?" Lisa's hand touched her arm.

Junette hid her face behind her hands..."Yes... but I want a special love."

"I think I'm pretty special," Lisa answered as her fingertips strayed further.

"You don't understand, I want a special kind of love," Junette whispered softly.

"What do you have in mind, sweetheart?" Lisa's hand grazed Junette's breasts.

"Oh... I can't tell you," Junette almost got up.

Lisa at once realized this young woman was chickening out and this panicked her because the young woman was obviously a virgin at this kind of love and she was very pretty, so she ordered Junette another drink and steered her to a back booth and slid in beside her. Junette thanked her for the drink and sipped at it.

"Now, about this special kind of love, how can I say yes or no until I've heard it. You'll just sit here dreaming until you go home and masturbate until you are sore, thinking about this SPECIAL kind of love... AND it won't help you!"

"I'm sorry," again Junette hid her face in her hands. "It's nasty!" When the woman didn't answer her, she peeked between her fingers. For the longest time she and the woman just stared at each other.

Finally, the woman spoke, "You mean toilet games?"

Again Junette hid her face for several long moments. Then, reaching into her purse, she drew out the note she had penned and handed it to Lisa.

Lisa unfolded the note and read it. Her expression did not change as she refolded the note and stuck it in her purse. "I don't have a bowel movement until around six in the evening, right after I eat... so... if you're interested... ?"

Junette just stared at the woman for a long time, shivering. Here she had revealed her deep, hidden desire to another woman and the woman was interested in fulfilling it for her. Suddenly Junette got scared.

"Go home, masturbate your fantasies away," Lisa kissed her and took up.

Junette reached for the lady's hand and Lisa turned. Again, for the longest time, the two women just looked at each other.

"Do you have a car?" Lisa finally asked.

Junette nodded yes.

Lisa took a pen from her purse and scribbled an address on a napkin. "Be here at 3:00. Sharp! Don't be late!" With that Lisa was gone.

Nervously, Junette checked her watch. It was 2:14 and she ordered another drink. What have I got myself into, Junette questioned herself. This is sick! By the time she had drank her third drink, it was 2:22 and her inhibitions had somewhat slackened. Standing up, another lady approached her but she brushed her off and hurried out to her car. Inside her car, she got out Lisa's address and started the car. Lisa lived only fifteen minutes away and Junette parked a half block away.

Going up the sidewalk, Junette did everything to keep from turning around and running. Before she knew it, she was standing before Lisa's apartment, a brick duplex. Reaching for the bell, she drew her hand back because once she went through those doors... yuk!

The door opened before Junette, it was too late now. Lisa ushered Junette into her home and to a couple of overstuffed chairs. Once they were seated, Junette asked, "May I have a drink?"

"No, you're not going to get drunk on me. I want you to be fully aware of the implications of your note. That was a filthy thing you wrote and you must be punished!"

Junette was about to start a hell she would long remember.

"Strip off, everything!" Lisa ordered, "and from this moment on, you'll address me as Mistress!"

Without realizing it, Junette had propositioned a dominant bitch, a pure bitch! And she would pay her dues. "Yes, Mistress," Junette summoned the courage to say as she stood and began unbuttoning her blouse.

"First, I'm going to put you in the shower. You're probably all wet and sticky after your courage to give me that note." Lisa picked up a switch.

"Yes Mistress," Junette heard herself say. How had she ever gotten into this.

Once she removed all her clothing and draped it over the chair, Lisa walked around her, like a butcher checking a choice piece of meat.

"That way," Lisa pointed with the switch and when Junette started in that direction, Lisa swatted the switch across Junette's ass, bringing forth a howl.

"Get your ass into that shower!" Lisa demanded as she too began removing her clothes. The clothing that Lisa had been wearing had in no way done her justice. Her figure was breathtaking, all her valleys, dips and curves were very alluring. She got into the shower and waited until Junette began lathering her gorgeous body. Junette turned Lisa around until her back was facing her and she began washing the woman's tits, squeezing them as she felt the weight of each. Then down along her back until she was lathering the woman's ass and she moaned lightly as her fingers delved between the woman's buttocks and found her asshole. She rolled her finger around over the tight, puckered opening for several minutes before Lisa told her to kneel in the shower and lick her ass. With a moan, Junette fell to her knees and buried her face between the cheeks of this beautiful ass. Running her tongue up the crack, her tongue found the woman's shit-hole. Lisa leaned forward against the shower wall and spread her legs, enjoying the power of having a young woman down on her knees, servicing her tender asshole. The soap was filling Junette's mouth but she didn't care, she was excitedly tonguing her first female asshole. Suddenly, Lisa pulled away and stepped out of the shower, dripping wet. Picking up a towel, she reached out to Junette who took the towel and began drying Lisa. Once Lisa was dry, she did the same to her own body, aware of the juiciness of her pussy.

Lisa then led Junette into a back 'playroom'. It was filled with all kinds of equipment, racks, tables, benches, chairs and a wall of paddles and whips as well as gags, blindfolds and other items that Junette had never seen before. Again she felt her fear rising.

Lisa reached into her purse and drew out the note that Junette had penned. "The first thing we have to deal with is this filthy note you gave me," she handed it to Junette. "Read that note, out loud!"

Junette blushed as she took the note..."I... want you to shit in my mouth..."

"And?" Lisa took up her switch.

"And... don't let me... beg and plead off..." Junetee's red face flushed brightly.

"That was a very dirty note to write and give to another woman," Lisa challenged her.

"Please forgive me." Junette slid to her knees before Lisa. "I never figured someone would do it!"

"Oh, I'll do it!" Lisa smiled, "But later. First we have to deal with your punishment for writing a note like that. It was very naughty!"

Junette hung her head and Lisa grabbed her by the hair and pulled her across the room to a seven foot-high cross beam. The posts of the beam were six feet apart. Placing Junette beneath the cross beam, she shackled her wrists and strung them out to the top of the posts. She next fastened Junette's ankles out to the bottom of the posts. Picking up the switch, she brought it down across Junette's right tit, bringing forth a howl of pain. A big red welt soon rose from Junette's right tit. Lisa brought the switch down hard across the left tit, which brought forth another red-striped welt. Up and down, Lisa used the switch as Junette's tears began to flow. Not a single part of Junette's tits did not feel the switch. Laying the switch aside, Lisa began twisting and squeezing Junette's tits until Junette felt that her poor tits would split apart.

"Please, no more!" Junette begged with tear-streaked eyes.

Without a word, Lisa took Junette down off the beam and laid her across a table with posts at each end. First she fastened her wrists out to the posts at her head and then doubled her legs back and fastened them to the same post. In this position, Junette's legs were widespread as well as her ass. Lisa disappeared for a few minutes and then returned, carrying a quart jar of wasps.

"Whatt are youuuu goinggg tooo doooo?" Junette fearfully watched.

Without a word, Lisa slid the lid back a fraction of an inch and extracted a wasp with a clothes pin. She had grabbed the wasp's back so it's stinger stood straight out. Turning the wasp's stinger to Junette's right nipple, the wasp sunk it deep. Junette screamed out in pain. Lisa extracted another wasp and touched it to Junette's left nipple. Setting the jar aside, Lisa took hold of Junette's nipples and began twisting and pulling on them.

"Oooouuuucccccchhhh! Why are you doing this to me?" Junette sobbed.

"If you don't stop crying and blubbering, I'm going to take one of those wasps and have him sting your clitty and I might put a tube up your ass and drop in 5 or 6 of those wasps and pull the tube out. Can you imagine the pain this would cause when those wasps feel your rectum clamp down on them!"

"I'll stop crying!" Junette screeched.

"Have you ever been fisted... in your ass?" Lisa smiled down at Lisa.

"No. Is that possible? That hole is too small and tight for that!" Junette argued.

"Oh, it's possible," Lisa remarked as she picked up a gag. "I'm going to gag you now. I don't want the neighbors to think I'm murdering you."

"Will this hurt me much?" Junette questioned.

"Yes, I think it will cause you some pain," Lisa slipped the gag into Junette's mouth. "But I'm only doing this because of that nasty note you wrote!"

Lisa smeared albolene cream all over Junette's asshole and thrust a finger up into it. Junette's eyes opened wide with this insertion and she hunched her hips up. Slowly she settled them back down and then she felt the second finger slide in. Again her hips came up and Lisa laughed at her, "You haven't felt anything yet, wait till I drive my whole fist up into your dirty rectum, maybe up to my elbow!"

Within minutes, Lisa had driven her third and fourth fingers in and had folded her thumb over in the palm of her hand and was beginning to work her thumb up into this tiny opening, which by now was no longer tiny. Rotating her hand back and forth and keeping a steady pressure, her hand began to slip up into Junette's rectum. When she had the widest section of her hand lodged in Junette's asshole, she rotated it back and forth to stretch the flesh even more. Then slowly, she pushed her hand in until Junette's asshole was closed around her wrist.

"There, you didn't think it was possible, but right now, I have my whole hand buried in your ass... but I think you want to feel it deeper!" Lisa exclaimed as she pushed her hand even deeper, halfway to her elbow. Junette sqinted her eyes with the pain.

"Feel good, honey? I love to fist a girl's ass, but I think it's time we got down to your main purpose of being here, so I'm going to have to pull out of your ass and get rid of your gag." Lisa pulled her hand out and removed the gag.

"That hurt terribly!" Junette cried.

"Are you complaining now?" Lisa questioned.

"NO MISTRESS, I'm not complaining!" Junette was wise enough to answer. "I want to go home!"

"You can't go home yet, you haven't gotten to the delicious part of your dream," Lisa smiled at Junette. "Remember the last part of your note?"

Junette remembered all to well.

"I'm going to take a big crap in your mouth and you must eat every little particle of it and then kiss my asshole and thank it for giving it to you!"

"What if I throw it up?" Junette feared the answer.

"You better not throw it up! That would show me great disrespect! If you throw it up, I'm going to put those wasps up your ass!"

"I'll try not to throw it up, Mistress," Junette feared for the actual fact.

"That's a good slave," Lisa squatted down over Junette's face and positioned her asshole right at Junette's mouth. "Lick it, bitch! Get my asshole good and lubricated with your tongue so my turd slides out easy into your dirty mouth."

At once, Junette's tongue slipped out of her mouth and began a semi-worship of this woman's shit-hole. She rolled her tongue around in the dirty orifice for several-minutes before Lisa raised her asshole from her mouth. "Are you ready for your big treat?"

"I'm scared!" Junette stuttered.

"I don't care if you're scared, you asked for this in no uncertain terms. So open your mouth, cunt! Very shortly your mouth is going to be filled with stinking, rotten shit! I've been baking this all day for you, so you'd better show me your appreciation!"

Lisa grunted and strained her bowels and her asshole began to widen out until Junette could see the blunt end of a brown turd.

"Can you see it now?" Lisa asked.

"Yes," Junette mumbled around her open mouth.

"Is it making your mouth water?" Lisa asked again.

"Yes," Junette lied as the odor struck her.

Lisa pushed the filth out till it was hanging about three inches and she pinched her asshole closed and the piece of shit fell into Junette's mouth and it remained in this position, sticking out of Junette's mouth.

"What are you waiting for? I want you to chew it ten times and then swallow it!" Lisa directed her.

Junette closed her mouth over it and bit down. At once the terrible flavor hit her taste buds and she made a terrible face. Lisa slapped her, "Didn't I tell you to appreciate it? That face you're making makes me think you're not enjoying the taste of my sweet shit! No more bad faces!"

It was all Junette could do to not make a face because the taste was terrible, far beyond what she had ever imagined. But she was always masturbating when she fantasized about this. Using the utmost of her will power, she managed to chew it the ten required times and swallowed it. At once her stomach rejected this foul food and she burped most of it back into her closed mouth.

"Swallow it again!" Lisa demanded.

Junette swallowed again. Brown, scummy streaks were streaming from her nose.

"Delicious?" Lisa questioned.

"Yes," Junette lied again.

"I have lots more for you, you filthy cunt!" Lisa began straining again. Another, much softer piece crawled out and Lisa pinched it off and it fell across Junette's lower lip.

"Lick it off your lip," Lisa instructed, "don't let it fall on my carpet!"

With one swipe of her tongue, Junette managed to collect most of it in her mouth and she began chewing it. In only a few chews, it was nothing more than a brown, slimy shit soup in her mouth. She opened her mouth for permission to swallow it. Lisa nodded and Junette swallowed it. This mouthful went down much easier. Again Lisa shit in her mouth. But this time, Lisa grunted and strained to get small pieces out. Once she was through, she told Junette to eat it. Again Junette started mouthing the woman's shit. When she had swallowed, Lisa told her to lick her asshole clean and, once again, Junette's tongue began lapping at Lisa's puckered opening. After a few minutes, Lisa raised up and turned around and slid her fingers into Junette's pussy. "Whhooowwww! You're wet, real wet! You must have enjoyed this a great deal to get that wet!"

Junette blushed at this revelation.

Lisa looked at her wrist watch, "I'm going to make you into a shit-whore. In a few minutes, my girlfriend will be over, and I'm charging her to use your mouth for a toilet. Like that idea?... Of being a shit-whore?"

"Please Mistress, not that! I'll eat your shit every day for a month if you won't do that to me," Junette begged.

"I'll have you eat my shit every day for a month anyway. I know how hot you got by how wet you got. No, Junette, shit-whore..." The doorbell rang. "There she is now. Aren't you a lucky bitch to get two turds in one day," Lisa laughed and left the room.

Junette heard them talking long before they reached the 'playroom', but was surprised when she saw the woman. It was a neighbor lady of hers and they both knew each other.

"Hey, it's Junette! I know her!" the lady named Violet began removing her clothes. "If I'd have known about her before, I'd have been using her toilet mouth before!"

"What about your money," Lisa winked at Violet.

"Oh yes, I forgot. How much did you say?" Violet brought her purse around in front of Junette.

"She's a cheap whore, I'll just charge you $20 for her mouth. This was her first time when she ate mine, but in time I'm going to make her into one of the classiest shit-whores around and I will be charging you ladies $200 for her mouth!"

"She's got shit all around her mouth," Violet noticed as she pulled her panties off.

"She has no skills at all, she's nothing but a cheap little tramp at this stage, but you should have seen how wet her cunt got eating my shit!"

"Really?" Violet asked as she stood, hands on hips staring down at Junette. "So you really like shit? You should have told me," and she stepped across Junette's face and squatted down. "I'm going to wash that brown mess off her mouth," and Violet began pissing. She splattered her pee all over Junette's face. The piss began washing the smears away from Junette's mouth before she directed her stream directly into Junette's mouth. "Drink it! Drink my piss!" Violet smiled down at Junette, enjoying the sight of this pretty woman drinking her piss.

Violet's piss splattered against Junette's teeth, tongue and lips and went running down her cheeks. "She isn't a very good slave, is she?"

"Oh, I'll work with her, don't you worry about that," Lisa promised.

Moving her hips forward, Violet soon deposited a fat seven inch turd in Junette's mouth and it was sticking straight up out of her mouth. "EAT MY SHIT, YOU LITTLE WHORE!"

Several times Junette burped and scum backed up in her mouth which she was ordered to swallow again. It took no more than ten minutes for the turd to slide down as she chewed and swallowed it, until her mouth was empty except for the slime that occupied every section of her mouth.

"That was well worth the twenty. Is she wet now?" Violet asked.

"Check for yourself," Lisa gestured.

Violet slid her fingers between Junette's thighs, "You're right, she's wet as hell! Girl, I think you have a real shit-whore here in the making. I guarantee I will come over until you price her out of my range. Good-bye, shit-whore," Violet began dressing and was soon gone.

"I'm going to let you up now and I'm going to sit in that chair over there," Lisa pointed, "and I'm going to teach you how to eat a woman's pussy."

Junette was very stiff from the position she had been in for some time, but managed to crawl on her hands and knees after Lisa, who sat in the chair and draped her legs up over the padded arms, exposing her pussy to Junette.

"Do you think I have a pretty pussy?" Lisa rubbed it and spread the lips. Her cunt hole was real juicy. "Lick up that cream, bitch!" Lisa ordered.

Slowly Junette leaned forward and began licking at the woman's pussy, amazed at its warmth and juiciness. She licked several minutes before Lisa stopped her. "No, no, no! You're doing it all wrong! You know where your own clit is, lick at my clit. And lick back and forth or up and down on the left side, that's where I'm really sensitive. Lick down my lips, taking them into your mouth and suck on them. Go back up the other side. Lick between the majora and the minora. Run your tongue up my cunt and fuck it. Tickle my pee hole with the tip of your tongue, you might get a spurt!"

Junette began following Lisa's instructions and was amazed at the effect it had on her. Several times Lisa moaned and her juice just started flowing. Junette was beginning to like this chore and all at once Lisa started to come. Her body raised in the chair and became ridgid before she settled back after her ten second orgasm. Junette was about to take her mouth away when Lisa shoved her face back, "I need to pee now," and she started pissing. Junette swallowed as much as she could.

Pushing Junette back, Lisa got to her feet. "You're through for the day. No more training today, but tomorrow you'll get more training! I'll train you until you become the classiest shit-whore that ever lived... and don't deny it, you love that filthy taste!"

Junette sobbed a couple of times and quickly gathered up her clothes and began dressing. She noticed in a mirror that her body was completely crisscrossed with welts and her tits were at least 75% black and blue. She put on her blouse without the bra, but Lisa stopped her. "Wear that bra! You should know better than to discard a piece of wearing apparel because of your discomfort! If you don't put that bra on, I'll do the same to your tits tomorrow!"

"Yes Mistress," Junette took her blouse off and gingerly cupped her breasts in the bra and fastened it in place. Lisa, noticing all this, came up to Junette and yanked the back of her bra strap tight. "Feel better now?" and she laughed. "You will learn that whatever a Mistress does to you, it is for your own good!"

"Yes Mistress," Junette gasped and finished dressing.

On the drive home, Junette tried to relive the afternoon's session and each act brought a flush of shame to her face. When she got home, after locking the door, she immediately took her blouse off and unhooked her bra, letting her titties swing free from this entrapment. She massaged them as she walked into the bedroom and flopped down on her back on the bed and slid both of her hands between her legs. Reliving each incident of the afternoon and evening, one by one, it didn't take her long to reach the greatest orgasm of her life. She didn't stop there but kept right on masturbating. It was late in the night when she crawled off the bed and made it to the bathroom. Strangely enough, it wasn't to throw up, but to urinate. Her mind was already on the coming session, tomorrow!

NOTE: This story was not written by me. The author would like to correspond with other lesbians or bi-women, by regular mail, with similar interests. Email Lunasea99@hotmail.com

This story is part of White Shadow's Nasty Stories.

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