Unspoken Pleasure

Once we arrived in my room she demanded, “Get up on your bed, slut, and stay on all fours.”

I obeyed and turned my head to watch behind me, both disappointed and nervous as she left the room. My nerves came flooding back as I wondered where she was going. She was gone a couple of minutes before returning, now wearing a strap-on cock. I briefly wondered where she could have gotten such a toy, but decided it no longer mattered.

She got on the bed, “Does my slut want to be fucked?”

“Yes, Mistress,” I replied, wanting nothing more, partly because it had been so long since I’d been fucked and partly because of this utter submission at the hands of this powerful cheerleader.

Her plastic cock touched my pussy lips and I quivered just a bit, hornier than I’d ever been in my life. “My, my, you really are one horny bitch! Hard to believe you’re a dyke virgin. Well, your daughter was too, until just over a week ago.”

Every time she mentioned you Jenny, my shame doubled, yet no matter how much I knew I should stop this before it went any further, my desire to come and even to be humiliated overwhelmed me.

Without warning she thrust the plastic cock deep inside my wet pussy and I screamed, “Aaaaaaaaaah, yes!”

Holding the cock deep and motionless in my cunt she asked, “Who owns you?”

My only desire was to come, and the only way to come was complete submission to this radiant, beautiful, powerful teenager, so I answered, “You are, Mistress.”

Her single quick withdrawal and thrust back in only increased the hunger in my cunt. “And you will do anything I ask, my dyke?”

“Yes, Mistress, anything,” I whimpered, just wanting her to fuck me, ignoring the potentially unlimited consequences of such a commitment.

Three more quick thrusts assaulted my pussy, bringing more urgency.

“Beg to come, slut,” my new Mistress ordered.

Propriety long gone, I pleaded like a nasty whore, “Oh Mistress, fuck your slut, she needs to come so baaaaaaad!”

Satisfied with my pleas, at last she began to fuck me hard and fast, each purposeful thrust filling my pussy. Each hard plunge had me wetter and closer to my much-needed orgasm. As my moans got louder, she suddenly pulled out and ordered, “Flip over on your back, slave!”

I quickly did, assuming she planned to continue fucking me. Instead, I watched in dismay as she removed her stockings and used them to secure my wrists to the bedposts. I stared at her in utter horror as my helplessness soared, as did my desperate need to come. Once she had me tied securely, she removed the strap-on and again left the room without a word. Frustration filled me, both from my helplessness and my need to come. This time I must have waited over forty-five minutes before she sauntered back in, drinking a glass of water and texting on her cell phone. Before I could react, she took a picture of me in the most exposed, vulnerable and humiliating position I’d ever been in.C0ntent © 2024 (N/ô)velDrama.Org.

She shrugged, “Just in case my slut ever decides to deny her proper place on her knees as my slave.”

She set the water glass down and left again. I wondered if my humiliation would ever end and realized that Jenny could be coming home soon. I called out, “Mistress, please untie me: Jenny could be home any minute.”

Karen came back in, helpfully I thought, but in her hand was now a vibrator. She walked over and not at all gently shoved it into my cunt. I whimpered, again my desire to come overriding any other concerns. She straddled my face and lowered her cunt onto my lips. I began licking, as I assumed she expected me to, when I heard the front door slam shut downstairs and suddenly I was frantic. My bedroom door wasn’t even closed! All Jenny would have to do was walk down the hallway and she’d see me like this!

Calmly Karen explained, “Be a good little slut you whore, and I will allow you to come. But there’s no reason to hide your new status from your daughter, it’s the same as her own. Like daughter, like Mother, I suppose.”

Defeated and restrained, I accepted my role because I couldn’t do anything else, the toy buzzing shamefully inside me as Karen called out, “Get your ass upstairs, Jenny!” She rubbed her pussy on me, using my face and lips to get herself off. I licked as best I could in my almost suffocated state position for another couple of minutes until I heard Karen scream at the top of her lungs, way over the top, “That’s it Mommy, I’m coming, lick your Mistress’s cunt, yesssss!” She collapsed forward, her cum dripping onto my face.

I lay still, dead certain that by now my daughter must be in my room watching, yet with most of my attention distracted by the toy inside me. My hopelessness was confirmed when Karen purred brightly, “I bet you’re dying to know how this happened?”

My Mistress moved aside and I was looking straight into your eyes Jenny, as you looked back and saw me in my totally humiliated state. You were obviously stunned, your eyes were wide and I didn’t hear a single word escape your lips. I begged for a forgiveness I knew I could never deserve: “I am so sorry, Jenny, so sorry. I just couldn’t resist.”