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Veronica's Slave 

     By Cactus Juggler © 1996 

      

     I went to the same college as Veronica, and she was just about my best friend. It all began when I was visiting her apartment one day and put the wrong tape into the VCR while she was out getting her laundry from downstairs. 

     I was startled as the tape began, and Veronica appeared nearly naked on the screen, wrestling with another woman! They were both wearing only panties and a bra. The other woman, about my size, was much smaller than Veronica. What was this? I fast forwarded a little and watched as Veronica gradually got the better of the smaller woman, trapping her in a headlock. I was even more startled when she forced the woman down onto the floor and sat on her face! I hit play and watched as she rubbed her crotch into the other woman's face! There was something about the look on her face as she sat there smothering the other woman that made got me a little bit excited as I watched. 

     "Oops. I guess you found one of my movies, huh?" Veronica said from behind me. 

     I was busted! ONE of her movies? 

     "Uhh, I'm sorry Veronica, I accidentally put in the wrong tape. What is this?" I asked her. 

     On the screen she continued to ride the face of her fallen counterpart. She stepped to the television and turned down the volume, silencing her moans of pleasure. 

     "Lena, did you ever wonder how I could afford this apartment and my car without a job?" She asked me. 

     She did have a nicer apartment than I did, and a nicer car. I had always thought she worked though. 

     "I've been making these movies for a year now. It's easy work, and it pays great. Some of the tapes are just wrestling and some are like this one, a facesitting tape. There are sickos who can't buy enough of this stuff, they pay fifty bucks for a half hour tape shot in someone's basement." She explained. 

     On the screen I saw her climb off the smaller woman who didn't move. I watched the movie as Veronica turned around and sat her round ass in the woman's face! The camera zoomed in and it seemed like Veronica's big ass covered the woman's whole face. 

     "Veronica! How could you do something like this? Aren't you afraid someone whose seen the movies will run into you one day?" 

     "Who's going to admit being the kind of pervert it takes to buy these tapes? No, I don't worry about that at all." She responded, and it made sense. 

     "You know, I even thought about asking you to make a tape or two with me. I would have if you weren't so uptight about sex." She laughed. 

     "Me? You think I'd let you sit on my face like that?" I asked her, motioning at the screen. 

     "No, no. I meant just erotic wrestling." She said, turning off the video. 

     "I can't believe you do this." I said, looking once more at the screen where she still sat on the other woman's face. 

     "Why don't you make a tape with me? I know you could use the money." She asked me. 

     I just couldn't help thinking about the way she looked, grinding her crotch in that woman's face. 

     "No, Veronica. I don't think I could do it." I told her. 

     "All I'm talking about is wrestling me in a bra and panties for half an hour. For a half hour of work we both make a thousand dollars." She said, coaxing me. 

     I really liked the idea of making a quick grand, but I couldn't stop thinking about the way Veronica had looked sitting on that woman's face. 

     "You promise you won't sit on my face?" I asked her. 

     "I promise. Come on, Lena. This is easy money. I'll show you what to do, it's simple." She told me. 

     The next day I showed up at Veronica's place and she drove us to a house in the suburbs. She was excited and talkative, and she joked with the man who let us in. She introduced me, telling me that his name was Frank and that he would be the person filming our "match". Veronica and I had to stop and sign some sort of contract, and she told me not to worry about it. 

     We went down into the basement of the house and entered what looked like a living room. It looked familiar, and I suddenly realized that this was the same room that I had seen in Veronica's video. Frank set up a video camera on a tripod while Veronica and I removed our clothes. 

     Standing there nearly naked with my friend, and looking at her in her bra and panties, I found myself getting a little bit aroused. Frank busied himself with the camera and just nodded to Veronica as we moved into the middle of the room. 

     Looking at Veronica I was really glad that we weren't really going to wrestle. She was two inches taller, and a lot curvier than I am. She was a real beauty with a great figure, big breasts and a narrow waist that led to wide, flaring hips. I wished I had a body like hers. 

     "Okay Lena, just relax. If I get you in some kind of a hold, act like it really hurts. Just follow my lead and you'll do fine." She told me, smiling. 

     "How do we finish? When do we stop?" I asked her. 

     "Don't worry, when the time is right I'll pin you and you can make a show out of giving up." 

     "You'll pin me how?" 

     "Don't worry, I'll show you." She smiled. 

     "You promise you're not going to try to sit on my face like you did to that other woman?" 

     "I promise. Don't worry, just relax and follow my lead." 

     With those few instructions Veronica motioned to Frank and we began. She got us started by pushing me, and I pushed her back. She rushed in at me and caught me in sort of a bear hug. She sort of twisted us both down to the floor and we rolled around for a bit. She got her legs around my midsection and pretended to squeeze. I did my best to act like I was in horrible pain. I struggled free and we returned to our feet and began to struggle once more. As we grappled I began to think that I had been silly to think about passing this up. A thousand dollars to do this? 

     As we struggled Veronica began calling me names...bitch, slut, little whore. I just thought that it was part of the act, so I started calling her the same sort of names. 

     Veronica got me in sort of a headlock and I began to wonder when I was going to get to put some kind of hold on her. It was all her so far. I grunted with simulated pain as she held me there, and then I pushed her away. 

     We ended up fighting it out on the floor once more, and I began to notice a change in Veronica. She seemed more aggressive as she once more managed to get her legs around me. This time I cried out for real as she clamped her big thighs around my midsection. She was squeezing me so hard! Veronica squeezed the air right out of me, and I couldn't help but gasp in pain. Struggling violently I tried to get free, but I couldn't break the grip of her powerful thighs. She shook me around like a doll, and try as I might I could not get free. I was gasping for breath when she finally released her grip and rolled me over onto my back. 

     I didn't have a chance to stop her as she sat down on my chest, her crotch just inches from my face. I could smell her obvious arousal. She had a triumphant grin as she looked down between her thighs at me. 

     "Get off of me! Let me go!" I yelled up at her hoarsely. 

     "You promised! You said you weren't going to sit on my face!" I pleaded with her. 

     "Well, I did promise not to sit on your face but... I lied!" She laughed, and with that she moved forward and sat on my face, my arms pinned under her knees. 

     I tried to get her off, but with her whole weight pinning my head to the floor I was helpless. I could feel her dampness, and my nose was filled with the smell of her sex. As she rubbed her sex in my face I struggled to catch the odd gasp of air. Laying there, pinned under my friend's crotch, I was ashamed at the moistness I could feel building in my own sex. My friend was sitting on my face, and some part of me liked it. 

     I could feel the hard nub of her clit pressing against my face as she ground her crotch against me. I felt myself becoming more and more aroused as she bucked even harder against me. There was something that really excited me in the thought that Veronica was getting herself off on me, and that I was helpless to stop her. I could feel myself beginning to black out as she finally came, crying out. Her thighs quivered with the effects of her orgasm as she settled down onto my face. I started to see odd flashes of light before she finally lifted herself up off of my face. 

     Able to breathe once more, I gasped in deep breaths as Veronica moved off of my face. I was so weak that there was nothing I could do to stop her as she positioned my arms by my sides. Facing towards my feet this time, she moved over me once more. Her knees once again pinning my arms, I found myself looking up at her pantied ass. 

     "No Veronica, please!" I managed to cough out. 

     As she knelt above me with her ass only an inch from my face I felt her fingers softly caress my crotch. The faint whispering of her fingers across my panties was almost enough to make me orgasm right there. 

     "I thought so. You're wet. I knew that this is what you really wanted. Kiss my ass you little bitch, or I'll sit on your face again." She said in an angry tone. 

     I couldn't believe what was happening to me. Not only had she sat on my face, but now she wanted me to kiss her ass! And even more unbelievably, a part of me wanted to! Before I had a chance to decide what to do or to catch my breath, Veronica sat back down on my face. The soft flesh of her ass completely covered my face, stealing my breath away once more. 

     "I told you to kiss my ass. I can sit here on your face all day. When you're ready to kiss my ass just wiggle your right foot." She told me. 

     I had to get air. I wiggled my foot and she lifted her ass off my face about an inch once more. After gasping for breath for a moment I recovered enough strength to lift my head off the floor and press my lips to her ass. 

     "Good girl." She said pleasantly, and then I felt her fingers caress my sex once more. 

     "From now on you will call me Mistress Veronica. Now, thank me for letting you kiss my ass." She told me, still touching my crotch. 

     I could still barely breathe, but the feelings I was getting from Veronica's soft caresses were making me so hot I couldn't stand it. I must have hesitated for too long, because suddenly her hand left my crotch and she planted her ass on my face once more. She just rubbed her ass in my face for a moment, and then lifted back up again. 

     "Thank you Mistress Veronica for letting me kiss your ass." I blurted out in a rush. 

     "You are coming along quite nicely. I expected as much." She giggled above me. 

     Once more I felt her fingers on my crotch, rubbing too lightly to give me the relief I sought. I tried to lift my hips to meet her hands, but she was careful to keep me from getting any more of that wonderful sensation than she wished. 

     "Now beg to serve me. Tell me what a good slave you'll be." She commanded me. 

     "Please Mistress Veronica, let me serve you. Let me be your slave. I'll do anything you want." I begged as I tried to regain my breath. 

     Her fingers found my clit and began to rub it slowly through my panties. 

     "Beg me more, slave." 

     "Please Mistress Veronica, let me be your slave. I beg you to let me serve you." I said, and she began rubbing faster. 

     "You understand that from this point forward you will exist solely to please me?" She asked, still rubbing me. 

     "Yes Mistress, I will exist only for your pleasure." I managed as waves of pleasure washed over me from my sex. 

     "You will worship me as the goddess I am?" She asked. 

     "Ohhhhh, yesss Mistress." I muttered as she rubbed ever faster. 

     She asked me questions rapid-fire, and as I answered each question correctly she frigged my clit even harder. When I came it was like fireworks going off all around me. It was the greatest orgasm I'd ever had. 

     She lowered her ass until it brushed lightly against my nose, and without any prompting I stretched up and kissed her crack. 

     "Now slave, I think it's time for you to begin serving me." She said as she climbed off of me. 

     "Come here and worship my breasts." She ordered as she sat down on the room's couch. 

     Still short of breath and feeling the warmth of the orgasm I'd just had, I crawled over to the couch and raised up onto my knees. Veronica had already removed her bra, and her big breasts hung freely in front of me. She cupped her heavy tits with her hands and I marveled at the size and shape of her perfect globes as I lowered my face to them. I licked and sucked her tits until she was really hot and then she ordered me back down on the floor. 

     She pulled off her panties and sat on my face once again. She was so wet that her juices got all over my face as I lapped at her cunt. I licked her to a series of orgasms, practically drowning in her wet folds as she ground her pussy in my face. When she was finally satisfied she climbed off of me and stood up. 

     Gasping for breath, I looked up at the beautiful woman that had just completely dominated me. She was so sexy and strong, how could I not submit to her? How had I ever existed as an equal with this woman when she was so obviously better than me in every way? My face was still covered in her juices and the taste and smell of her pervaded my senses. As I began to get up, Veronica turned and faced away from me with her hands on her hips. 

     "You know what to do, slave." She ordered. 

     Realizing the presence of the camera as I climbed to my knees, the humiliation of what she had just done to me returned. But some strange part of me had taken over, and that part of me wanted to obey her. I needed to feel the sensations that only she could give me. I needed to be dominated. I didn't even think twice, I just knelt behind her. I could see Frank moving in close to one side with the camera as I once more willingly pressed my face to her ass. Plunging my face into the hot, sweaty crevice between her cheeks, I kissed her. 

     Again I could hear her soft laughter, and somehow that only excited me more as I kissed her ass. She stepped away from me and Frank zoomed in on my face as she walked to the other side of the room. He held the camera on me for a moment and then turned it off and stood up. 

     "Veronica, you are amazing. I'm going to pay you both triple for this one." Frank told her. 

     Veronica laughed and joked with Frank while we both got dressed. There was a high-speed dubbing machine in the other room and Frank made a copy of the unedited tape while waited. 

     I was so confused, I didn't know what to do. I just quietly followed Veronica about and that seemed to make her happy. Frank treated me as if I didn't even exist, making jokes with Veronica about how he thought she had smothered the life right out of me. 

     I was in a daze in her car as she drove us back to her place. I didn't know what to say, so I didn't say anything. Veronica occasionally looked over at me and smiled, but that was it. The utter humiliation of what I had just done was really sinking in now. Veronica had forced me to kiss her ass, to lick her breasts, to lick her sex. She had, in thirty minutes time, turned me into her plaything, made me a human toy. I had willing kissed her ass twice. I had been completely humiliated, and I'd liked it. What was going to happen now? What was she going to expect from me, and what would I do? 

      


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