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From: Don Winslow <dwin2001@yahoo.com>
Subject: {ASSM} {Winslow} "A Different Kind of Love" (D/s, F/F)
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Date: Wed,  1 Dec 2004 09:10:02 -0500
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A Different Kind of Love  (D/s, F/F)
By Don Winslow
As she lay there, her face buried in the seat cushion of the couch, her 
body draped across those close-set nyloned knees, Shelia felt the first 
niggling rise of excitement.  In seconds, she had become so agitated 
she simply couldn't hold herself still.  The frantic wiggling of her 
hips was the direct result of the adroit manipulations of the woman in 
whose lap she lay.  For the dominatrix she called "Madam" was, at that 
moment, stimulating her...between the legs, playing with Shelia's gaping 
vagina.  When she saw the helpless squirming of those naked hips in her 
lap, a smile of thin-lipped amusement altered the otherwise stern 
features of the seated dominant.
An astute observer might also have noted a momentary softening of 
Nadine's hard black eyes as she smiled down with uncharacteristic 
benevolence on the plump mounds placed so conveniently before her: 
Shelia Goode's pert behind; so perfectly shaped, so splendidly naked, 
so totally vulnerable.  It made her mouth water.
"Oh, yes." Shelia heard the breathy sigh of satisfaction as the working 
fingers abruptly electrified her, causing her to suck in a shivering 
gasp of air, sending her writhing uncontrollably, like a newly-landed 
fish on the hook. "Such a cute little rump you have, My Pretty."
 
A claw of taloned fingers dug into the pillowy softness in a warning of 
hurt, then lightly raked up and over an upturned mound.
"Yes. That's right.  Go on.  Shake it.  Wiggle it for me, my Pretty."  
Shelia, laying with eyes closed, warmed to the compliment; felt the 
rush of deep-seated arousal flood over her.  She squirmed some more; 
her hips writhing in sensuous display.
Now the teasing hand was back in her opened crotch, gently coaxing her 
moistened thighs even further apart, opening Shelia's yielding legs 
even wider, till one leg slid down off the lap to dangle loosely, 
eagerly inviting those inquisitive fingers to enjoy even greater access 
to the girl's most intimate places.  Following up on her sudden 
advantage, the dominant sent her nimble fingers probing even deeper, 
ruthlessly working over her pet, toying with her rubbery labia, 
fingering the damp slippery folds of flesh. 
An exploring finger sallied forth, insinuated itself between the slick 
lips, wiggled its way upward, searched for and then found -- the hooded 
clitoris. The fingertip played across that hardened love pearl with 
practiced virtuosity, sending rippling thrills through the girl with 
its delicate, fluttery touch.  Shelia's moan was a piteous cry; a low 
wavering plea to be allowed surrender.
Now Madam Nadine, caught up in the grip of her own rising passion, 
began a slow, deliberate masturbation of her pet, toying with the 
girl's moistened cunt, tugging gently on the engorged lips, rubbing, 
sampling, probing, and then inserting, first one stiffened finger, and 
then two, right up into Shelia's hot, wet, twisting core.  The blonde 
jacked up, grunting at the abrupt penetration; her lusty reaction 
spurred her Mistress on.  She jiggled her wrist, thrusting the two 
joined fingers in and out of the gaping vagina in a sudden flurry of 
frenzied passion.  Instantly, Sheila was moving in response, riding the 
hand that was jammed in her crotch, clenching her thighs tight, and 
humping that pleasuring hand like a bitch in heat.  She began emitting 
tight-lip whimpers as her pumping loins met each pistoning thrust.
And when Nadine withdrew her hand from Shelia's crotch, she paused to 
examine her fingers; wet and glistening.  She brought them to her nose; 
inhaled deeply, drinking in the heady scent of the other woman's 
arousal.
Quite deliberately, she reached down and brought her curved fingers, 
still redolent of pussy, up to the lips of the panting girl in her lap, 
rubbing them lavishly over lips and nose and chin, forcing the 
submissive blonde to inhale, to drink in the smell of her own pussy 
juices.
"See how nice you smell, Pretty, Pretty.  A tangy flavor, with just a 
hint of something....uh, butterscotch, I think.  Here.  Take a good 
whiff."  
Shelia twisted, instinctively recoiling from the smothering hand that 
wrapped her face, but Nadine's other hand came down to the small of her 
back to pin her in place, as the sticky fingers returned to grip her 
mouth.  
"No, no!" her Mistress warned sharply.  "You must lick them.  Go on, 
lick my fingers clean!" the high voice rang out in imperious command.
Shelia flushed with a wave of humiliation as an acute awareness of her 
position cut through her like an erotic knife.  Here she was, half-
naked, stretched out over the lap of the black-suited woman, like a pet 
cat, dutifully licking at the lewd offering she was given -- proffered 
fingers impregnated with her own love juices.
She heard Nadine's deep-throated purr of satisfaction.  "Yessss...that's 
right.  Now suck them.  Suck you little whore!"
Shelia obediently opened up to take in the insistent fingers to let 
them slide over her teeth so she might suck on them, closing her eyes 
and drinking in the strange taste of her juices -- as she had been told 
to do.
"Enough!" Nadine withdrew her wet fingers and wiped them on Shelia's 
gaping mouth.  "Now that was fun, wasn't it?   It's good that you've 
learned to use that pretty mouth of yours to please me, but for now, 
your Mistress has a very different game in mind." She grinned to see 
the girl's extended body tense up.
"Oh, don't worry, Pet.  It's a fun game, you'll see!" With flattened 
hand, she stroked the girl in her lap.  "I'm sure you will enjoy it...I 
know I will.  Now, for this game we will need a very special toy.  
Here's one that I brought, just for you."  This last was punctuated by 
a light tap on Shelia Goode's upturned bottom.
Shelia felt Nadine's legs shift her inert weight as her Mistress 
reached behind her to gather up something on the table.  The object was 
now held before Shelia's curious eyes: a slender cigar-shaped tube made 
of brushed aluminum.
"I found this in a little cigar store I sometimes drop in on, and for 
some reason I immediately thought of my Pet! You see how nice I am to 
you?  I'm always looking for little toys to keep you amused.  And I 
just couldn't resist this one.  Now, what do you suppose we could use 
it for?  Do you have any ideas?"
Having recovered from the severe titillation to which she had been 
subjected, Shelia now lay still, panting heavily.  Nadine watched her 
shoulders evening out into gentle undulations, a dangerous smile 
growing on her lips.
"No, Madam," the tiny voice came out, half muffled by the cushion.
Nadine nodded.  "Well, I suppose, I could let you use that cute mouth 
of yours...let you suck on it for awhile?  You're getting quite good at 
that sort of thing, aren't you?  Or maybe we could slip it up your 
sweet little pussy, wouldn't that be fun?  A sort of cigar-store dildo 
for you to play with?  About the right length, but a bit too thin, I 
think," she added skeptically.  Then, more pensively: "Let's see 
now...where else might we put it?"
Shelia cringed, knowing what was about to come.  Her heart was racing 
with pounding excitement.
"I know!" she crowed.   "Your new toy should fit quite nicely up that 
darling little backside of yours, don't you think so, Pet?"  With that, 
she passed a cupped hand over the rounded prominences in question.  
"Sure, that's it!  One can see it was simply made to go in the 
backdoor.  Yep, right up the ol' asshole, smooth as silk."
Shelia bit her lip, dreading what she knew was sure to come, yet 
curiously a-tingle as she lay helplessly across the older woman's lap, 
and felt those cool elegant hands slowly, pensively caressing her naked 
bottom, thoughtfully tapping the twin mounds.  
"Yes....you'd like that wouldn't you?"  Nadine purred.
"Yes, Madam," she managed to get out the whisper as she closed her eyes 
and swallowed down the knot of rising excitement.
The little smile on Nadine's cold features twisted up into a decidedly 
evil grin, as she sat there, languidly stroking her favorite.
"Of course you would!  Come now, Pet.  Reach back; grab your cheeks for 
me.  Spread 'em!"
The blonde shifted in her lap, squirmed upward as her hands came back 
to clasp her rearend. Nadine watched the slender fingers of those well-
manicured hands as they tightened, talons digging into softly pliant 
cheeks.  Shelia clutched two bulging handfuls of her taut buttocks and 
spread open the secret valley between them, exposing that most intimate 
place to the curious gaze of her implacable Mistress.
Nadine stared, fascinated by the newly-uncovered anus: a small pinkish 
grommet deep-set in a tallow valley, that was now spasoming, clenching 
instinctively at its sudden exposure to the air.
"Ummm...very nice."  Nadine extended a single finger to lay the tip just 
on the tiny ring of muscle; lightly scratched at it with the pointy 
nail; observed the way the vulnerable anus tightened in instinctive 
fear at the first tentative probing.
"Oh, no, Pretty-Pretty," she crooned, "mustn't tighten up like that.  
It seems we have our work cut out for us here.  But you're such a 
clever girl; so eager to please.  I just know you'll learn our new game 
in no time.  But first you have to learn to relax so as to open up the 
backdoor whenever your Mistress comes a calling -- that's where our 
little toy comes in."
The exposed asshole clenched down.  "What's this?  Afraid?  Oh, but 
you're not afraid of taking it up the ass, are you, Pet?" her voice was 
kind, solicitous, as if she were soothing an anxious child.  "Don't 
worry.  Madam will make sure that your toy is well oiled so it will 
slide right in.  You'll hardly even notice it, ...that is, till it's all 
the way up your ass!" 
Although the girl in her lap couldn't see what was going on behind her, 
Nadine had paused and was opening a tube of lubricant, to squeeze a 
dollop of the greasy gel on the rounded tip of the rod.  
 While Shelia waited, obediently holding her ass crack open as 
instructed, her Mistress thoroughly greased the silver shaft and then, 
almost as an afterthought, brought the tube of lubricant to the 
cringing asshole to squeeze out yet another dab directly onto her 
intended target.  A fingertip touched Shelia on the rectum, thrilling 
her to the core.  Grease was applied as the pad of that finger moved in 
a small circle; Shelia melted.  Then the impertinent finger tentatively 
probed  the rim of the tightened opening.  Shelia felt an incredible 
surge of sexual warmth pass over her.  Her breath was coming hard; she 
tensed up when the cold metal tip began inquiring at the entrance of 
her rectum.
The tube poked gently, tested, encountered stiff resistance from the 
clenched knot of muscle.  Undeterred, the persistent tube tried again-- 
a light but steady push this time: gently, then harder, till it started 
to hurt, and Shelia, with eyes clenched tight, cried out and arched up. 
Shelia's buttcheeks coiled down, straining to close, to instinctively 
clench on the rude invader, but Nadine managed to keep her grip on the 
squeezing butt, preventing the buttocks from snapping shut, holding her 
open to penetration.  Shelia clenched her eyes shut, determined to 
endure what she must: the hard press of the metal tube demanding 
entrance into her body. 
She took a deep breath; forced herself to relax, and then jerked in 
surprise as the tube abruptly forced the its way through little gate 
...and she felt it...in her bottom!  Shelia twisted in Nadine's lap, 
managing to cut off a muffled grunt. No more than a fraction on an inch 
had been gained, but the gate had been breeched and while she sweated 
and panted, her Mistress allowed her a few seconds respite to 
accommodate to the uncomfortable feeling of a presence in her butt, 
before working another inch smoothly up the girl's twisting ass.
Nadine looked down, fascinated by the way the submissive girl's asshole 
clenched spasmodically on the shaft, instinctively trying to expel the 
foreign invader.  She smiled as she increased the pressure and watched 
the rod slowly disappear up Sheila's tightening bottom.  Taking a firm 
grip on the base, Nadine twisted the shaft, screwing it into her 
squirming victim, causing Shelia to moan, a low and breathy, open-
mouthed moan.
 
Shelia arched her back and jacked up as, inch by inch, the dreaded 
shaft made its inexorable way up her anus till almost all of the silver 
tube had been swallowed up and only the very end remained sticking 
obscenely out of Shelia's ass.
Shelia lay with eyes closed, legs loosely parted, the metal tube 
peeking out.    Submitting.  She knew she had to endure this latest 
trial, the discomfort of having the smooth metal tube inserted up her 
ass, because her Mistress wished it to be so; the Mistress who 
dominated her...body and soul.  The Mistress ..whom she could only obey. 
Nadine flicked the protruding end with her fingernail; the girl in her 
lap grunted into the pillow at each playful tap.
"Oh yes, that's lovely," she heard her Mistress purr, and she warmed to 
hear the pleasure in those words.
"Stand up now dear." She gently helped the girl to her feet.
Shelia, with the open jacket of her business suit hanging loose from 
her shoulders, and otherwise nude from the waist down, tottered on her 
high-heeled shoes.  Still feeling a bit woozy, she swayed in place, as 
she looked down at Nadine with soft glazed eyes.  Her blond face was 
flushed; hair bedraggled.  She took a breath; wet her lips.  Without 
thinking, her hands went behind her to curiously touch the strange 
intruder now lodged up her behind. 
"How does it feel?"
"It hurts...a little," Shelia conceded, working her overstuffed anus in 
an effort to accommodate to the odd feeling in her bowels.
"You'll get used to it." Nadine blithely informed her.  "You better get 
used to it, 'cause you have to learn to live with that little friend of 
yours back there, my Pet.  It's going to be your constant companion for 
the next three days.   And whenever I put it up your ass, or better 
yet, tell you to put it up your ass; then up your ass it goes and it 
will stay there, till I give permission for its removal.  Of course, if 
we're going to have you walking about like that we shall have to see to 
it that it's secured in place, so that there's no danger you will lose 
your new toy." 
Shelia looked down at her, confused, apprehensive, yet every fiber of 
her body tingling with excitement.
"Now go to the sideboard -- the top drawer, and bring me what you find 
there."
Shelia moved to obey, turning her back; humiliated, acutely aware of 
the perverse exhibit she was making of herself.  She felt her 
Mistress's eyes on her as she made her way awkwardly on her heels, 
comically waddling with thighs held carefully together and buttocks 
clenched while the little visitor shifted with each step she took. 
Inside the drawer she found nothing but a curious pair of panties -- 
thong panties, made of thick black rubber.  She felt her pulse racing 
and closed her eyes as she picked up the kinky underwear.  Holding them 
clutched tight to her breast, she made the return journey, shuffling in 
small steps back across the thick pile rug.  She silently presented the 
rubber panties to her seated Mistress.
Nadine took them, held the tangle of straps between her hands, 
stretching to test the taut elasticity of the thick rubber. Apparently 
satisfied, she motioned the blond woman closer.  And as Shelia leaned 
forward, her hand on Nadine's shoulder to steady herself, Nadine 
arranged the panties at her feet, and then urged her to lift each foot 
in  turn, to step into them.  Nadine pulled the panties on over 
Shelia's shoes, drew them up her legs, and pulled them tight into the 
crotch before letting them snap into place.  Sheila winced.  The 
panties were tight, especially between the legs where the thick rubber 
strap was pressing the painfully-present dildo deeper into her. There 
was no doubt in her mind: it would be held securely in place.
Nadine took her time adjusting the strange panty, running a finger 
under the waistband to settle it low on the hips, and then seeing to it 
that the back strap was lodged precisely up the valley, seated deep 
between the cheeks.  Finally, she grabbed the back strap and yanked it 
up the crack of Shelia's ass, pulling on the stretchy rubber and 
getting a couple of grunts from the girl each time the elastic strap 
pressed into her vulva.
"There now.  These will work nicely, don't you think?.  Oh yes, they 
should keep your new toy in place," she smirked, self-satisfied, while 
giving the standing blonde an affectionate pat on the butt.  "Of 
course, being so equipped may require some 'adjustment' in your daily 
routine.  It's understandable that, should you have to have to heed the 
call of nature from time to time, and you should feel free to do so.  
But immediately afterwards, you will insert the toy back up your ass.  
You'll have to do it yourself; be sure to lubricate it properly.  Then 
simply hitch up your new panties and you're ready to go."  She ran a 
finger under the strap as if to assure herself of the snugness of the 
fit.  "You do understand what you must do, don't you?"  
She looked into Shelia's eyes, with her eyes that suddenly flared, 
hardened.
"Yes, Mistress," the impaled girl answered in a hoarse whisper, her 
blond head hung low.  She stood looking down at the imperious domme, 
her body all a-tingle, super-aware of the impertinent intruder that had 
been insinuated up her behind, of the dull throbbing presence in her 
bottom. 
"Good.  Now. On your knees"
The blond submissive obediently dropped to her knees before the seated 
brunette, kneeling upright only inches from those closely-pressed 
stockinged legs.  She had the strongest desire to lean forward and draw 
her extended tongue up those straight nyloned limbs, licking her 
mistress' legs, but she dared not move.  She had to wait until the 
moment of offering, when those lovely legs slid slowly open in that 
silent invitation that Shelia knew so well.
The End
Copyright 2004, Don Winslow
Comments: dwin2001@yahoo.com
https://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Don_Winslow/www
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