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   Hi, honey, glad you're home...
   Trident is my lover (the female one, I mean).  My submissive lover.  Of
many years.  She turned my head a million or so years ago during a
political campaign and ever since then, our paths have criss-crossed as
each of us navigates the world.  I lost my lesbian chip and we lost one
another...until one night I was at a lesbian bar (as a favor to a friend
who was hoping to find an FTM for a lover) telling that friend about
Trident and there she was, walking through the damned door.  Neither of us
could believe it.  What a riot.  Since then, we've been mostly in one
another's lives consistently, except when I had a male lover and we hit a
rough patch.  So it goes.
   Now, we live in different cities, so we're "holiday girlfriends." She is
no longer my slave, but she is still and always my sexual submissive.  We
have the same cell phone carrier so we chat every day, or mostly so, except
when my demons get me and I need to be quiet.
   Last weekend, Trident came for a visit.  I've been battling demons for
the past couple of months and have given her a litany of rules: don't ask
how I am; no conversation about my life; don't say sweet things to me, it
will make my battle more difficult.  I am secretive when I face challenges,
always wishing to live in a cave until I work things out.
   But, I do not.  And, I do have a conscience.  I hate making others'
lives challenging.  So, this weekend, I planned a party.  In Tri's and my
world, our perfect world, everyone would be bisexual.  The way I figure,
when there are four or more in a bed, it all just boils down to body parts.
We LOVE watching men together.  And, of course, as a Dominant, I adore
crafting scenes and parties wherein I put my devious imagination to work to
ensure all manner of debauchery.  I most always choose a theme for my
parties, and this one was...Trident.
   I instructed that she bring her black bustier, silk stockings, my
favorite sexy black bra, lacey panties, her clingy black dress, and not
much more.
   When she arrived, I stood on the porch watching her walk up the stairs.
Soft blonde hair she is hell bent to grow out, blew is soft wisps around
her lovely face.  New glasses lightened up her somewhat androgynous look
and she looked soft and very girlish.  My blood was hot for her and knowing
how much she loves force didn't do much to slow me down.
   My eyes never left her as she walked up the stairs.  The electricity
that joined us together seventeen years ago as strong as ever, she managed
to get in the door before I grabbed her hair, pushed her against the wall
and shoved my hungry tongue into her mouth.  I tongue fucked her as I
pinned her to the wall, ripping off her shorts.  She was freshly shaven and
already dripping wet.  Her clit was hugely swollen, and I growled, "Don't
fall down!" My hand made its way deep inside her hungry cunt, as I pulled
off her shirt and bit a nipple, at which point she held on to me with both
hands.
   Trident moaned gutterally and held my head, wanting me to chew harder. I
used my hand as a lever and penetrated her womanhood aggressively.  Her
breathing changed and I knew that sound.  She would soon start moaning with
that certain tone and then she would be asking to cum.  She did and I
stopped.  I stepped away with her panting.  She looked at me with ire and
lust in her eyes.  I stared right through her, slightly raising my eyebrow
at the anger I saw there.  She knows that I would never leave her wanting,
yet still, she let that frustration show.
   "You will pay for that," I said.  I slowly unzipped my black latex pants
and brought out the black cock I had donned for the occasion.  "I guess
from the look of frustration on your face, you don't really want this, eh?"
I stroked my cock and unbuttoned my black shirt revealing a red and black
lace brassiere with my nipples, distended, peeking over the cup.
   "Ooh, gawd, Dare, I'm sorry.  You made me so hot, I...I..."
   "Shut up and suck me, little slut," I said and pulled her down to her
knees before me.  The cock is as lifelike in feel as I've ever found, soft
to the tongue, not nasty tasting, and stiff, very very stiff.  She started
too slowly and I wanted to feel her taking me, pushing my cock against my
throbbing woman.
   I took her head in my hands, and said, "Open and be still.  I'm going to
fuck your beautiful face.  Watch me!"
   She did as I commanded.  The thick tip of my phallus pushed against her
throat and I pushed her down lower so that the angle allowed her to take me
deep.  "That's it babybitch, gooood girl.  Oooh, yea, Tri, fucking
awesome!" I said as I fucked her face and throat.
   Punishment delivered, I was so hot to fuck my girl, I couldn't stand to
wait.  "Get up, Tri, and go to the deck."
   It was glorious weather and I wanted her outside in the backyard.  I had
restraints anchored on one level of the deck where support beams made
excellent anchors.  A bench that most assumed was a piece of deck furniture
but was actually a custom-height bench for spanking and fucking was waiting
for her.  I took off my shirt and pants, wearing now only my pumpts,
stockings, garter, strapon and bra.  The sun made me more heated, as did
the notion that the neighbors could easily see, and certainly hear us.
   As I attached her wrists to the 4x4s, I stood in front of her and kissed
her.  I held her chin with my hand and said, "I need to fuck you in the
worst way, lover.  But first, I need to see your luscious ass striped with
my flogger.  As ever, you know that this is consensual.  Do you wish to
continue?"
   Her lust-glazed eyes focused and she said, "Hurry the hell up, Dare,
take me!" I belly laughed and kissed her again.  She has the softest
goddamned mouth of anyone on the planet.
   My favorite flogger is black and red leather with a glass handle, which,
of course, is a multi-use implement.  I started relatively softly and
warmed her ass with harder and harder hits.  "Oooh, fuck, Dare, so good! 
Yes, please, more, may I have more?"
   Life with masochists....fuck yes!
   I flogged her until my arm ached and my cunt ached more to fuck her. 
"You want my cock inside your sweet ass, baby?" She mumbled something.
   I didn't hear her reply and so teased her sweet little brown hole with
the flogger/phallus.  "I didn't hear you..." The glass tool slipped in and
out just a couple of inches as I waited to hear her.  Some neighbor was
mowing his lawn and I couldn't hear what she said.  So, until she made
herself clear, I just teased her with tiny light intrusions into her ass. I
slid my hand ever so gently across her clit, which was distended the size
of my thumb.
   "Oooh, that must ache, little bitch, you must really need relief.  Now
WHAT DID YOU SAY?" I yelled above the mower.
   "FUCK ME GODDAMN IT!" she hollered, just, of course, as the mower shut
down.
   "Oh yea, that's what makes me hot, a hungry slut.  Good girl, Tri, good
girl." I grabbed a butt plug and inserted it into her womanhood, wanting
her to feel full.  Then, I grabbed a couple of pieces of duct tape and
taped her ass wide open.  "Fuck, you look so hot and hungry, girl, I need
to taste you.  I buried my tongue in her sweet ass, licking and filled her
with spit, pressing the plug in her woman.  I stepped back, lubed her ass
and my cock and pushed softly against her.  "Talk to me, girl, tell me how
you feel," I reminded her.
   She pushed against me faster than I imagined she would and in no time,
my cock head was inside her ass.  One of my favorite parts of Trident's
body is the lovely curving line from her waist to the flare of her hip.  I
swear to all that is precious, that curve was made to be my handle when I'm
fucking her.  Every time I put my hands there, I get a charge.  "I own you,
Trident, I own you and I'm going to fuck you until you give me everything
you have."
   I knelt into her, holding her hips, as she grunted and moaned.  "Yea,
Dare, oh hell, yea, so good..."
   I grabbed her hair, which she loves, and kept fucking.
   "Oh, Tri, by the way," I said as I leaned down and played with her
breasts, teasing her nipples hard, "we are hosting four boys tomorrow
evening.  It's a themed event, and guess who will be the focus?"
   Over the years, Tri has been to many of my parties and this would be the
first time she was the focus.  "Ooof, uh, I don't know, ma'am, who?"
   I pulled out all the way, paused a moment to look at her luscious ass
waiting for me to plunge back in.  As I pushed back inside, I said,
punctuating each thrust with more information "You, my sweet, you!  You
will be fucked and sucked and licked and tweaked and teased and kissed and
did I say fucked?  And made to serve...Do you think," she began to scream,
"Oooh!  Oooh!  Fuck!"
   "Did you interrupt me?" I kept fucking, "As I was saying, do you think
that you can," pushing fast against the plug and moving my cock so fast we
were both panting, "can handle that?"
   "Ma'am, may....  I ....  CUM???"
   I held her hips and fucked with her fast and short strokes, feeling my
own insides spewing forth with copious female ejaculate as I said, "YES! 
Give it to me, Trident!"
   I bucked inside her as my orgasm subsided, then slowly slipped my cock
out and caught the plug as she ejected it with her tight muscles.
   I slipped out of my pumps and walked around to unhook the restraints.  I
stepped out of my harness and laid Trident on the bench, lying on top of
her.
   I grinned evilly and kissed her sweetly.
   "Hi, honey, nice to see you."
   She grabbed my face and kissed me long and hard.  When we came up for
air, she said, "Fuck I love your cock.  And, despite the fact that you are
a pain in the ass, I love you.  Hello."
   I rolled off her laughing and rolled onto the deck, screeching and
hollering.  It was a great evening, and oh, yea, the party?
   I'll tell you about that next time.  
  
Trident Comes for a Visit