les histoires de chrislebo

Ashley leaned in and kissed me. Mike was not gentle as he pushed his thick cock in the white girl's virgin ass. Ashley moaned into my mouth and next 10 minutes our lips never parted, as she had a couple orgasms. Finally Mike pulled out, grabbed Ashley by the hair and shoved his cock in her mouth. He then held her head and face fucked her until he sprayed a load down the slut's throat. He kept pumping until he began shrinking and then pulled out.

"So slave, in a few hours your ****** becomes my slave as well," I explained.

Ashley shook her head and said, "She is way more racist than I am."

'Don't worry, before I am done she will take Mike's cock in her ass while you watch."

"Yes mistress."

"Now go to class, be back here by 3."

"Yes mistress."

The day flew by and soon enough it was 3 o'clock and Ashley returned.

"Ashley, we are going to use blackmail against her too. You can watch from the room next door. A camcorder will be taping everything so you can have a live feed of the action," I said.

"You taped my **********?" Ashley said embarrassed.

"Of course. Now sign this piece of paper and go," I said, handing her a paper admitting she cheated on an exam.

"Yes mistress," she said and signed the paper and left the room.

Her ****** showed up dressed in a business suit, clearly coming straight from work. The otfit spoke volumes; it said, I am rich and powerful. It was ironically impressive.

"Hi, Mrs. Weber."

"Coach," she said with a slight drip of attitude in her tone.

"This is Mike. He is a teammate of your ********," I introduced.

She said with a fake smile, "It is a pleasure."

"I have some disturbing news for you," I opened.

"What is it?" Mrs. Weber asked concerned.

"Your ******** was caught cheating on a test by Mike here," I explained.

"She would never," Mrs. Weber said defensively.

"Mike has a signed confession from your ********," I said as I handed her the paper.

Mrs. Weber looked at it. "It is her signature. Umm, I am not saying she did this, but if she did what are the consequences." Mrs. Weber clearly knew how the game worked.

"She did do it and the consequence if the Dean finds out is the loss of her scholarship, she would be off the team and she may be expelled," I answered the consequences.

"We can't let that happen," said aghast.

"Well what choice do we have?" I toyed.

"Can't we give her a second chance?"

"Well we could I suppose, but we must gain from the transaction," I said with a slight seductive tone.

"How so?" she asked curious.

"Well I know you hate me because I am black," I began.

"I never..." she began defensively.

"Your ******** told me. Said you and your husband hate all blacks," I explained.

"I-I-I-I..." she stuttered.

"Told me you said she did not win last week because she had a black coach."

"Yes well..." she attempted to explain.

"So I do have a proposition," I said walking from behind my desk.

"You do?"

"Yes, but you will not like it," I informed her.

"I will do anything," she explained.

"Get on your knees and suck Mike's cock here," I said abruptly.

"Excuse me," she said shocked.

"I hate white bitches like you who think you are better then me because of the color of your skin. I want to show you what makes being black great. Now get on your knees and suck his cock."

"Are you serious?" she asked her face clearly portraying her distain.

"Deadly," I replied.

Mrs. Weber, realized she had no other choice if she was going to protect her ********, reluctantly got on her knees, and took out Mike's cock. The lok of surprise was priceless as she said, in a whisper, "Oh my."

"Oh my what?" I teased.

"It is really big."

"Bigger than your husbands?" I asked.

"Yes."

"Suck it," I demanded. She leaned in and took the black stiff rod in her mouth. I grabbed the camera and took a few pictures.

Hearing the camera Mrs. Weber looked up and said, "What the..."

But I roared, "Keep sucking slut."

She looked at me defiantly and said, "I am not a slut."

I laughed as I said, "You are sucking a black cock in my office to protect your ********, you are a slut. Now keep sucking. "

Defeated, Mrs. Weber, took Mike's cock back in her mouth. She sucked his cock with relative expertise and Mike shot his load all over her face. Mrs. Weber stood up, "Fine can I go now?"

I laughed again, "Oh honey, we are just getting started."

"I thought if I sucked his cock, you would give Ashley a second chance," she said surprised.

"Oh I will give her a second chance, but not till I have really put you in your place." At that moment three of my good friends walked in and started undressing. "Mrs. Weber, meet Carl, Jim and Biff."

Mrs. Weber's mouth dropped open.

"It is time to understand your new role in life. My slave," I announced.

"Pardon," Mrs. Weber said stunned.

"Strip," I instructed.

"No," Mrs. Weber said with a new found confidence.

"I own you. I have pictures of you sucking black cock. Unless you do as you're told, I send them to your boss," I blackmailed.

"You wouldn't," she said.

I didn't even dignify such stupidity with an answer as I again demanded, "Strip."

Mrs. Weber obeys reluctantly, but tries to cover her body.

"Carl lay down. Mrs. Weber get on his cock," I said casually. Both obeyed and Mrs. Weber moaned loudly as soon as the cock engulfed her white prim pussy. "Ride him, slut."

Mrs. Weber started bouncing up and down. Jim shoved his cock in her mouth and Mrs. Weber began sucking with some difficulty. After a couple minutes, Biff positions himself behind Mrs. Weber and stopped Mrs. Weber from fucking Carl and slowly pushed his cock into the white wife's ass. Mrs. Weber moaned and tries to keep riding the cock, while another pumped her ass.

I was horny as hell and asked Mike to go and get Ashley. When she arrived I demanded she eat me. Mrs. Weber did not see her ********'s arrival. Carl lets out a grunt and shoots a load in the white woman's cunt. Biff pulls out of her ass, flips her over and fucks her pussy too. After he shoots a load in her, Jim replaces him and pumps his load in her. Mike then spews a fourth load in her pussy.

"Oh my god, I am not on the pill," Mrs. Weber says freaking out.

"Its ok, you will make a good black baby carrier," I said, her ******** between my legs.

"My husband is going to **** me," she said frantic, cum leaking from her well fucked pussy.

"Get over here and replace your ******** between my legs," I demanded, ignoring her worries.

"What?"

"Your ******** is also my whore. Now replace her between your mistress' legs," I said non-chalantly.

" I-ummm..." she babbled.

Mom, just shut up and eat mistress' pussy," Ashley yelled at her ****** and then grabbed her ****** and shoved her between my legs. Mrs. Weber ate my pussy and I came on her face after only a couple minutes of such sweet **********.

"You have ate pussy before haven't you?" I asked.

"Yes."

"Who?"

"You would not know her?" Mrs. Weber said.

"Who?" I repeated annoyed.

"Carol," she said ashamed.

"Grandma?" her ******** asked stunned.

"Your ******?" I repeated just as stunned.

"No, no, no. My husband's ******,' she said attempting to make it less dirty.

"And blacks are the bad race?" I said condescendingly.

"She is very powerful woman," Mrs. Weber said as if it was an explanation.

"I see. Hey look Mary, the boys are getting hard again," I said, making sure she noticed the name change.

"Please no more," she said looking beaten and tired.

"You can leave after all four have came in your slutty white pussy. Ashley keep the boys hard for your mommy," I instructed.

"Yes, mistress," my new obedient white slut obeyed .She started sucking Mike. The next half hour included 4 more loads of cum in Mary's white pussy.

As she laid there, on the floor, eight loads of cum in her cunt, I took more pictures. I then said, "I expect there will be no more problems from you will there?"

As she laid there, on the floor, eight loads of cum in her cunt, I took more pictures. I then said, "I expect there will be no more problems from you will there?"

"No," she whimpered.

"Good and I think it will be good for us to have weekly parent/teacher meetings to make sure she your ******** stays the course, understood?"

"Yes," she said.

I helped her to her feet and said, with a devilish smile on my face, "Now go home and have your hubby eat you out."

"Yes, Mistress," she said.

I slapped her ass and went back to my desk. Mrs. Weber got dressed and left without a word with her ********. I smiled thinking we had to get Carol here in the future.

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A Perfect Fall


Looking back now there were so many hints of what was to come...so, so many. Yet I was oblivious to it all...until it was way too late...or maybe I never had a chance.

My name is Jessica Jamie***. I married my high school sweetheart at 18 and had my kids at 20 and 21. My two precious ******** are 19 year old Becky and 21 year old Mark.

In all honesty, I am, well was, a great ******, a passionate high school teacher and a faithful wife. I grew up in an old-fashioned home where my ****** did it all while my dad worked and she did all of the housework, plus marking, plus raising the kids while her husband was often gone. I inherited my mom's old-fashioned values and act and dress the part. I do not own any jeans, wear only long skirts or dresses, nothing that would be considered slutty, but always looking professional and proper.

My ******** Becky is very pretty. She is in her first year of college, but still lives at home. She has blonde hair as well and the very same blue eyes I have. She is an amazing athlete on a volleyball scholarship and a straight A student. Being an athlete she always dresses in casual attire. She is a very determined woman who is always in control and takes no gruff from anybody. She is much more like her ****** who is an ex-NFL linebacker and now a speaker on the motivational speaker circuit.

My *** Mark is a good looking guy who was a high school football star and currently is in the military.

My life would change forever, without me even knowing it, innocently enough on May 7th when new neighbors moved in. As I have always done, I baked my famous apple pie for my new neighbors and brought it over to welcome them to the neighborhood. I was surprised when I first met Amy and Derek, a black thirty year old married couple with no kids. Amy carried herself with a power that I was immediately jealous of. Derek was a muscular man who looked like he just left a GQ magazine. I remember I briefly considered how good looking their kids would be, although I would later learn that Amy could not have ********. After a brief conversation, I left after giving Amy an open invitation for coffee.

A week later Amy came over for coffee and we became instant friends. Amy was different from me in every way. She dressed very provocatively and was outgoing and funny. Yet, we got along famously. Amy was a psychic that stayed at home. She also was a writer and had a love of making wine. Over the next month we hung out a few times and got to know each other better; plus Derek and Martin, my husband, both had a love for playing pool and ******** Amy's homemade wine.

As I got to know Amy better, I learned that Amy's dad was actually a pastor and Amy left home at 16 and never went back. She was a wild ***** then and had not really changed. Amy always dressed up because she loved people checking her out, wore nylons always because she loved the feel of them and they made her feel sexy (although she only wore stay-ups or garters and stocking as she wanted to always be ready for a good fucking, her words not mine); around Amy, I was more open and felt more free, and soon realized that maybe I was a bit of a prude. Martin and I had sex maybe once a month, I had given him oral sex maybe five times, never swallowed and had not even considered taking it up the butt. Amy, on the other hand, fucked Derek at least once a day, sucked his cock regularly, loved the taste of semen and enjoyed a good ass fucking as well. I was shocked by all of this, yet fascinated by every word that came from her. When she learned of my rather lame sex life, she brought me over a few special girl only toys. One in particular, which she called her eternity O toy, she insisted I put in me right then. I excused myself and, although somewhat embarrassed, I inserted the little toy and turned it on. The small vibrations kept me horny at all times, yet did not disrupt my day. It was the ultimate pleasure toy.

Although it never occurred to me at first, I was fascinated by the many attractive women, almost all college girls, who often paraded in and out of Amy's house. I assumed they were all clients, but I would later learn I was incredibly mistaken. The fact that they all dressed like they were heading on a date should have been a clue.

Then things began to get more interesting. Karen, my best friend and vice-principal, who lived across the street, went into Amy's house; she was dressed in a mini-skirt that was very unlike her. She left two hours later and I called her over. I asked, "Karen why are you dressed so provocative?"

"Oh this, nothing really," she said quite embarrassed, "Amy was showing me how to dress a bit sexier for my hubby." After a bit more random discussion, Karen went on home.

Again, a subtle clue of what was forthcoming, but still I was clueless.

2. THE NEXT NIGHT

About a month after Amy and Derek had moved in next store things began to change. We were over at Amy's; the boys playing pool, as usual, while we were watching sex and the city and ******** wine. Derek, who had kept the talk generic until now asked: "So I hear your wife doesn't blow you?'

Martin, looked up surprised as he was about to make a shot, and said, "How do you know that?"

"She told my wife."

"Well, she has a gag reflex and her jaw gets sore."

Derek laughed, "Do you know that Amy sucks my cock pretty much every day and she swallows my load every time. Well except when we make our porn vids, then she takes a load on her face."

"You make porn vids."

"Sure, it makes the sex hotter. Often we add a second chick or a second dick. Amy loves a couple cocks at once and also loves pussy."

"Fuck off."

"Come here," Martin followed Derek into the TV room in the basement; Derek grabbed a dvd, threw it in the player and pressed play. "This one," Derek said, "was with three cheerleaders from the college where we used to live." Mark was stunned to see three girls all in cheerleader outfits and Amy dressed as their coach.

Amy tells them to all bend over and they all reveal they are wearing hooters pantyhose with holes at cut for access to their pussy and ass. "You can't do the cheer properly, so you must be punished." She then revealed a 8 inch strap-on and took turns fucking all three girls calling them 'sluts, whores, dykes, etc.' She then had all three service her.

Derek said "There are also tapes of her being gang-banged by 7 basketball players, me fucking a variety of sorority chicks, Amy seducing a variety of women including a waitress, a couple secretaries, a politician, a few sales people, etc; of course, there are many of her and I fucking with other couples and complete orgies."

"Wow man," Martin said stunned.

"Do you want to fuck my wife?" Martin looked shocked. "Of course, I would have to be allowed to drill yours."

"She would never go for that."

Derek smirked, "If Amy convinces her it is ok, you are in?"

"She would never..."

Derek cut him off, "Dude, my wife has seduced many women, and almost none ever can resist her charms. Oh sure, some take a while, but Amy always, always get what she wants."

"Well I would love to get more pussy."

Derek laughed, "By the time Amy is done with your wife, she will be begging you to fuck her ass and then will suck your cock right from her ass. She will do everything you ever fantasized and some you never even considered."

"Well..."

"Dude, let's go play some pool."

Meanwhile upstairs, the girls are talking. Amy dressed in a red one piece dress and black stockings says, "Jess, it is time for a makeover."

"What do you mean?"

"Let's shock the **** out of your hubby."

"How so?"

"Come upstairs to my room."

Upstairs, Amy said, "Jess, we are going to make you look so fucking hot that your husband is going to take you home and pound you."

I blushed. Amy rather bluntly, "Get undressed. Take off all your clothes, lets take a look at you."

I hesitated, assuming she was not serious. Amy, clearly lacking patience repeated, "Get undressed, we don't have all day." Her frustration was clear.

Slowly, I unbuttoned my blouse, Amy realized my insecurity and awkwardness, stated, "Honey, you are a beautiful woman, you don't have to be shy." I took off my blouse and then slid off my long skirt. "Oh dear, pantyhose, we really do need a makeover. Like I have told you before, pantyhose are not sexy. Stay ups, garters and stockings now they are sexual." With that, Amy hiked up her much lower skirt showing me the top of her stay up beige stockings. She then pointed to my toes and said "and ********** toe? Honey, men love to see each toe in sheer nylon. For now on you only buy sandlefoot stockings. Plus, you always have to have your nails painted. Mine are usually painted red, look." I look and have to say her toes in beige stockings and toenails painted red do standout. Amy walked over to her closet and said, "Get those grandma pantyhose off, I got just the thing for you." I took off my pantyhose and waited in my bra and panties. Amy came back to me and told me to sit on the end of her bed. "Now honey, you obviously spend money on your bra and undies they are sexy, now we just need to redo everything else." Amy knelt to her knees and I sat back and wondered what she was doing. Then she opened her hand and revealed red nail polish and said, "Honey, let the makeover begin." As Amy did each toenail with delicate precision, caressing my foot with sexual teasing, she continued to talk, "Jess, when I am done with you, your hubby is gonna come in his pants. He is gonna fuck you so hard I'll hear your moans. You'll orgasm so hard, you will quake with pleasure for hours." Amy heard my sigh and said, 'Honey, did you just sigh?"

"Um, yeah, it's just..."

"What sugar, you can tell me anything."

"It's just, I have never orgasmed from sex. I always have to silently masturbate after he falls asleep."

"Fuck off. You never get off."

"Never," I whispered.

"I orgasm over and over again when Derek's big thick black cock hammers me. How big is Martin?"

"Um, I don't know exactly, 5 inches."

"Fuck off, that wouldn't get me off either. Derek is 8 plus inches of hard steel. Martin doesn't at least get you off with his tongue?"

"Oh God no, that is grouse."

"Sugar, having your pussy licked is not disgusting, it is beautiful, amazing, fucking orgasmic. I am going down and telling your fucking husband right now he is not doing his job."

I panicked, "No, no, no, he offered lots, but eventually quit when I always said no."

Amy sighed, "Honey," as she sits up, her lips inches from mine, "You have to let him. You deserve the pleasure. Amy grabbed a package from her bed and opened it. She moved to my leg and surprised me when she grabbed my leg and slowly, with such tenderness, my panties went moist, slid a black stay up stocking onto my leg. She then did the other leg, even slower, and I, for the first time ever, was completely turned on by another women. She then came up to me as if she was going to kiss me and moved to my ear and whispered, "You look fucking gorgeous, good enough to eat." She breathed into my ear for a few more seconds, but what seemed like an eternity, and then stood up. She went back to the closet and returned with a black leather skirt, well skirt is a generous term, a piece of clothing that was the top ¼ of any skirt I had ever worn before. It made micro, seem long. She said "Put this on."

"Um, no, I couldn't, I."

"Now sugar, I want to see what you look like dressed to fuck."

"Um."

"Now," Amy stated with just a slight bit of *****. Not wanting to annoy her I take the skimpy piece of leather and put it on. "Turn around and model for me." I finish off my glass of wine, my 4th, and then twirl like a little schoolgirl. "Nice," Amy said smiling.

"It doesn't even cover the top of my stockings, I could never go out anywhere like this."

"Of course not," Amy replied. Thank God I thought, and then Amy started, "You obviously need a blouse." Amy went back to the closet, pilfered through her closet and then came back with a ***** red blouse. I put it on and it barely buttoned up over my firm breasts. "Fuck you look hot. Let's go downstairs and show the boys the new Jessica."

"God no," I stated in shock.

"Oh yes baby," Amy cooed. Amy poured the last of the wine into our glasses and I shot it. "Let's go," and Amy grabbed my hand and led me downstairs. As we reached the last stairway, I stopped; Amy looked me straight in the eye and said, "Honey, you need to do this. You have been sheltered from real pleasure for way too long."

"But what about Derek?"

"Oh he will behave, seeing you dressed like this will get him hot and then he will take me upstairs and fuck me with his massive cock until I pass out of delirious orgasmic joy. Now let's go." Before I could reply, continued, "Oh crap, you need hot red lipstick to finish the ensemble." Before I could even think, she leans in and kisses me on the lips. The originally shock of her lips touching mine, went instantly to pleasure and then quickly to disappointment as the she broke the kiss after only a few seconds. Amy smiled, "There baby, now you have some nice red lipstick to match your fuck me attire." She then handed me a lipstick stick and shrugged, "I guess I could have just gave you that." Without any time to process what just happened, she yanked me down the stairs. The boys were playing pool and stopped abruptly when we entered.

Martin's mouth dropped in shock and Derek just smiled and said, "Wow Martin your wife got one of my wife's famous do-me-now makeovers. Jess you look amazing."

"Thanks," I replied, and then showing a confidence that I did not know I had, "I walked over to my husband and said, "Well honey, what do you think, am I good enough to eat."

Martin began to respond, "Um, wow..."

Amy interrupted, "Derek, did you know that Martin never goes down on his wife?"

Derek in mocking shock, "No..."

Martin regained a bit of his composure stated, "Wait, I have offered, I, wait, what do you girls talk about when we are not around?"

Amy walked over to Martin and responded "Girl stuff, what do you boys talk about?"

Martin attempted to bumble his way through this when Amy broke the tension, "Martin take his hot piece of ass home and give her a fucking tongue orgasm. Do you know she never orgasms from you and then masturbates after you fall asleep? "

Martin clearly surprised by all of this said, "No, honey, why wouldn't you tell me?"

Just as I am about to respond Amy suggested, "Who cares about the past, let it go. Tonight is a new night. Martin make your wife happy, we will leave you down here to, well, you know, Derek and I will go upstairs and well, you know." With that Amy and Derek left.

Martin walked over to me and kissed me with a passion I had not felt since we were courting. He then lifted me up onto the pool table, pulled off my skirt and underwear and after sliding his hands up my stocking legs he went to my already drench pussy and started licking. Instantly I could not believe I had refused this all these years, the pleasure was amazing and so much different then when we made love. He licked and licked and after only a couple minutes he triggered an orgasm so intense I squeezed his head between my legs and quaked with joy. Martin then dropped his pants and flipped me onto all fours and did me doggie style, something that we had not done in years. The next few minutes were amazing and being fucked after an orgasm made the whole experience more surreal. I felt his hand tense around my ass and knew he was about to shoot his load in me. His cum filled my pussy as he kept pumping in and out. We then both collapsed on the table exhausted and in love. I looked at the clock, it had been only 12 minutes total from the time Amy left, but it was the best 12 minutes of pleasure ever and I knew my sex life had changed forever. After a few minutes of recovery, we get dressed and went home; me still dressed in Amy's clothes.

COFFEE OR PUSSY

A few days later I went over for our usual Friday 10AM coffee (I only worked four days a week); I walked into the livingroom and was completely caught off guard. Amy had her legs open and had our mailwomen in between her legs licking her pussy. Amy, acting as if nothing was different, said "Good morning Jessica. Your coffee is on the table here."

I could not move. Amy smiled and laughed, "Don't worry about her Jess, she is just being disciplined. She twice has overstuffed my mail and I had to teach her a lesson."

I paused and finally said, "Um, Sarah is eating you out?"

Amy responded, "Yeah and she is quite good at it. Sit down Jessica."

I paused for a minute, but did sit down. For the next couple minutes Amy talked to me about the weather and next weeks party she was hosting as if having a girl between her legs was the most natural thing in the world. Amy then stopped and said, "Just a sec honey, Hmmm,that's it bitch suck my juices, I'm cumming..." After about 30 seconds she demanded, "Slut, say hi to my friend."

Obviously humiliated, Sarah, my postmistress for the last 10 years, said "Hi Mrs. Jamieson." Her face was glistening from Amy's orgasm.

"Hi Sarah," I responded awkwardly.

Amy broke the awkwardness by making it even more awkward, "Jess would you like Sarah to eat our pussy?"

"Um, no thanks," I replied.

"Your loss," Amy shrugged pulling her skirt down and said, "OK Sarah, you may go."

"Thanks mistress," Sarah responded and exited quickly.

Amy explained, "Jessica, I am not a lesbian. I love cock way too much, but girls eat pussy way better then men do. I am sorry, I figured she would be done before you got here, but she took her time down there and I lost track of time. "

"Um, its ok I guess, I mean I knew you were a sexual being, but I just never thought that Sarah would be a-a..."

"Lesbian? She's married honey?"

"Really?"

"Well I never asked, but she was wearing a wedding ring."

"I could never do that."

"Oh honey, I know, but you don't know what you are missing."

"Doesn't Derek mind?"

"Hell no, Derek and I often have more than just the two of us in the bedroom. "

"Oh. I-I-I still can't believe I just saw Sarah on her knees eating your vagina."

"My pussy darling. You got to understand Jess, some women like to be dominated, to be used, to be treated like a slut. I could tell Karen was submissive the first time she fucked up. I also knew she would fuck up again."

"Really?"

"Honey, all women have a submissive or dominant streak in them. Mine is dominant, but most are submissive."

"I don't think I have either."

"Oh you do, you just have not found it yet."

"I don't."

"It's OK sugar, you can be yourself around me." Amy looks at her watch and says, "Oh ****, my next client is in 20 minutes and I need to shower so I don't smell like I just got fucked. Let yourself out sweetie."

I left and spent the rest of the day in a stunned haze. I masturbated twice that day and that night I threw Martin on the bed and sucked his cock and then rode him like a cowboy on a buckinghorse. After awhile, I jumped off and took it back in my mouth tasting my own juices for the first time ever. I sucked it with feverous abandon until he shot a hot load of semen down my throat. Not unpleasant at all, I continued to bob up and down until his cock became limp in my mouth. I then, in my first dominant moment in the bedroom ever, demanded he eat me out. After a great orgasm, I slipped into a blissful *******.

NEIGHBOURLY CONVERSATION & THE PHILOSOPHY OF BLACK SENSUALITY AND WHITE SUBMISSIVENESS

A few days went by and I had avoided Amy as I sure did not know what to say to her after seeing what I saw. Although Amy and I had spent almost no time together since the makeover and the awkward last coffee date, her influence had been great I had bought a whole new wardrobe, much to my husband's delight. I had a garterbelt, I had stockings and stay ups in a variety of colours. I had a few new much shorter, although still classy, skirts; skirts that were long enough for school, but short enough to reveal I was wearing stockings if I sat a certain way. This new me was exciting. I was always horny and Martin and I were going at it almost every day he was home. As I was taking groceries out of my car, I saw Karen crossing the street, clearly leaving Amy's house, heading the other way was a young coed who couldn't be over 19. Karen was wearing a red one piece dress and stay up black stockings all clearly in view. I called her over.

"Hi Karen."

"Hi Jessica."

"What are you wearing?" I asked.

"A sexy outfit for Amy," she replied matter-of-factly.

"What?" I responded surprised.

"Oh come on," Karen stated, "You have seen me going over there a dozen times, you have seen many other hot sluts go over there, what do you think we are doing, having coffee?"

"Um, I."

"Get your head out of your ass Jess, Amy is my mistress. Did you see that hot brunette who just left Amys? 10 minutes ago, I was fucking her with a 8 inch strap-on while she ate about mistress Amy. "

"Karen you didn't?"

"Jessica, shut up. I know you saw Sarah eat out our mistress. Did you know that Sarah will eat your pussy anytime you ask? "

"Um, Amy did offer her..."

"Honey, you should take up the offer, she has an amazing tongue. Better than any pathetic man can do. Now sugar, I got to get ready for a PTA meeting and then after that I have to go back to Amy's so Derek can shoot his load in my ovulating pussy. "

"What?"

"Yes, Amy can't have a baby, so she wants me to carry Derek's *****. And I would never say no to my mistress."

"Karen you can't, you have a reputation."

"Jessica, Amy has a power that is way more powerful than a reputation. Plus Jessica, it is not worth resisting. Someday soon, you will be at her house, on your knees, begging to eat her pussy. You will be hammered from behind my Derek's massive rod and you will be gangbanged by whole sororities," she paused to stare at my shocked face, "And you will come over to my house, knock on my door, look into my eyes with your condescending smile and beg me to fuck you in the ass." She then moved to me and shoved her tongue down my throat. She then broke away and said, "Three things Jess. One, this conversation never happened; two I can ruin your career if my secrets ever come out; and three, pay attention closely Jess, everything around you is changing." As fate would have it, Sarah happened to be delivering the mail as this conversation was coming to the end. "Sarah, would you be willing to eat out Jessica right now?"

"Oh yes, I would love to eat Jessica's pussy," Sarah eagerly stated, looking me straight in the eye.

"What would you do?"

"I would lick her pussy so slowly, so tenderly, that the orgasm would be just lingering there and after what seemed like an eternity, I would pick up the pace and bring her to an orgasm that would make her explode her pussy juice all over her face. I would then continue licking until she begged me to stop and would bring her to a second, even bigger, orgasm."

Jessica speechless, and rather wet, vaguely heard Karen demand, "Sarah, lets go to my house and you can do that to me."

"Oh yes mistress," said Sarah.

Karen looked me into the eye and said, "Penny for your thoughts Jess." She then moved to my ear and whispered, "Just submit Jessica, just submit. One more thing. Is Amy's special O toy in you right now?" I blushed, she laughed. "Oh Amy, you are even closer than I thought." She then walked away with Karen following her like a puppy dog.

I went inside, grabbed one of my new three toys Amy had given me, this one a black 8 inch vibe, and fucked myself hard and fast. After an orgasm, I laid there and started to consider all the hints that I should have seen before. There was, of course, Karen and Sarah and her parade of schoolgirls coming in and out, but there were many more. The way Amy talked, dressed, the way she made me do dress up that day. The way she touched me, kissed me. It did turn me on, but I was not a lesbian. I would not submit.

Another hint of what was to come should have been obvious when Becky started to dress differently the past few days. Gone where her sport shorts and sweats, replaced by short skirts, sundresses and pantyhose. This should have been an obvious sign, yet I just assumed it was her finally finding her sexuality (which ironically was exactly what it was but in a much, much different way than I could have ever imagined). She has also started hugging me more and giving me kisses on the cheek. Yet, it wasn't until I did her laundry that I noticed that they were not pantyhose, but rather they were stockings and they were all sandlefoot. Instantly, I wondered, 'No, she did not have my ********.' The more I thought the more relived I was. Becky was at school all day, had practice after school and was always home for supper. She went out occasionally, but I would notice if she was going over there all the time. That day at supper, Becky came in right on time and I watched her closely. I wanted to know if anything was different. She came in, dressed in dark beige stockings, a pink skirt and white blouse. This was relatively new as usually she came home in her volleyball gear. She came in and gave me a hug and this time her hands ended up on my ass. They lingered there a longtime and as she kissed my cheek I could smell pussy.

That night though she did not leave the house, but I did. I headed over to Karen's. We were friends; she would tell me the truth. I knocked on the door and she answered it in a robe. When she saw it was me she smiled and said, "Are you here for that ass fucking?"

"God no," I stated, "I need your help."

Karen shrugged and said, "Come on in. " I followed her in and after she closed the door she dropped the robe to the floor. She was dressed in a white garter and stockings and was wearing a large strap-on cock. "OK honey, what can I do for you?"

Although I already knew Karen was very attractive, I never realized how perfect her body was. Large firm breasts, nice legs, green eyes and beautiful long flowing red hair. She was short, not even 5 feet, but she was a powerful package. Breaking away from staring at her body I said, "Why are you wearing a cock?"

"Because I was fucking someone when you knocked," Karen stated matter-of-factly.

"Oh, I can come back later Karen," I stated and started to leave.

"Don't be silly, he can wait."

"He?"

"Yes, Principal Walker."

"No?"

"Oh yes, that fucker tried to stop me from getting the vp job that male chauvinist pig. Now I am teaching him a lesson. Ellie and Heidi are here too." Ellie was our school secretary and although quite pretty, she was over 200 pounds and was walked over by Mr. Walker all the time. Heidi, was a first year teacher, who was almost fired last month by Walker for her progressive ways. Heidi was a black woman who was very blunt and quirky. For example, she always wore white, had red streaks in her hair and was very touchy feely with all the women. I assumed she was a lesbian, I was soon to find out I was right.

"Um, ok, I am going to leave," I said, starting to leave.

Karen blocked the door and said, "Oh no, first tell me what I can do for you."

"Fine," I stated, "Do you know if Amy has seduced my Becky?"

Karen smiled, an evil, Queen from Snow White smile, and said, "Not that I know of. That said, everyone who meets Amy succumbs to her powers if Amy wants them too. And your ******** is one hot little piece."

"You are sure Amy never said anything."

"I'm sure. She said, she would get you to be her willing fuck toy, but she never mentioned Becky to me. Now do you want to come see this?"

"No, I gotta get going."

Karen grabbed my hand and pulled me with her into her bedroom. I tired to resist, but truthfully, I was curious and Karen knew that. What I found when I got there though surprised me more than everything else I had seen in the past couple weeks. On his knees was Principle Walker, straddling his secretary and being fucked in the ass while the young black Heidi taped it. Walker looked at me, humiliated, but yet kept bouncing up and down on the thick plastic cock. Heidi smiled at me and said "Hey Jess grab a strap-on."

I just shock my head no as I watched the seen. Heidi gave Karen the camera, unbuckled the strap-on from Karen and hooked it up to herself. She demanded, "Karen bend over." Karen obeyed and without any lube or foreplay plunged the massive cock into her. Karen bounced back on the toy as she continued taping Walker taking it up the ass. Heidi looked directly at me and said, "Jess, I know what you are thinking...what the hell? It is actually all really quite simple. First off you must realize that most, if not all, white women are submissive and want to be controlled. History shows this. Women stayed home, while their men looked after them. Although times have changed, some things don't. Deep down white women need to be dominated and they gravitate to powerful people; now since black women are stronger it is not surprising that attractive powerful women like me get our pick of the white slut litter. I have had many white women eat from my pussy, beg and grovel just to be allowed to lick my delicious pussy. I knew Karen was submissive early and had her eating my box under my desk the first week of school. Now after Walker tried to scare me with his glorified power, we decided we had to get him back. Now as you know, Walker wanted a man for his vp and with the knowledge that he was moving up to director next year we had to make a play. So one day, Karen walked into Walker's room and demanded he recommend her for the principalship. Walker suggested he had other people in mind and Karen simply walked over dropped to her knees unzipped and began sucking his cock. Walker eventually held Karen's head and began fucking her mouth till he shot a load of cum down her throat. This became a daily routine for a while until one day Karen came in and blindfolded him and she then brought in a grade 12 student, Jill, in case you were curious Jess, she is just one of my 5 cheerleaders who regularly service me, who had just turned 18, and she sucked him off and just as he was cumming, I pulled the blindfold off revealing the whole thing had been filmed. His cum sprayed onto Jill's face and the floor. Karen then told Walker how things were going to be and demanded he lick the cum of the floor. When he did as he was told, we knew he would be easy to use. Because Walker is like many men of power, they thrive off this perceived power, thus hiding behind their insecurities. They try to bully people they think they can and since he treated Ellie so badly, we thought she should have the opportunity to get back at him. So Jessica are you like most white women? Do you want to be dominated? Now a girl like you Jessica, your mind says this is wrong, that you are not a lesbian, yet your body says different. I know for a fact if I came and touched your panties they would be drenched. If I walked over and started kissing you, you would quaver in pleasure and eagerly become my slave. That is what your body says; yet your mind keeps saying, 'No this is dirty, wrong. I am a proper women." She pulled her strap-on out of Karen and took it off. She then demanded Ellie, get over and eat her pussy, "Jessica do you want to fuck Walker?"

I am stunned by it all. The actions, the words, the theory. I am also scared she is right. I know it is wrong and yet my panties are drenched. Before I may break, I turn around and walk out. As I left, I heard Heidi call out "Jess, it's only a matter of time."

I got home and was exhausted. Martin was out of town and Becky was in the livingroom watching tv in pajamas now and yet her feet were in stockings. I wanted to ask, I needed to ask, yet I couldn't. I then sat down beside her and we watched tv for a while. We talked about school, sports, etc and then I went to bed. As you probably can expect, I fucked myself to ***** first.

THE FALL

It had been a week since I saw Sarah between Amy's legs, since I learned my good friend and neighbor was a lesbian slut, since I watched my principal take it up the ass and a couple days since I wondered if my ******** was being seduced. It was Friday again and that meant coffee with Amy. Now it was not unusual for Amy and I to not see each other throughout the week, but it was rare. Now I should note that even though I went over there to demand that Amy leave my ******** alone and that I was not veer going to submit to her, I spent a great deal of time getting ready. I wore the same black stay-ups she had given me earlier, a black skirt with a relatively revealing slit on the side, my only thong and a satin red blouse. Again, like Heidi said, my mind said no, but my body said hell yeah. Yet, I convinced myself I was going over there to clear everything up. I get to Amy's house and walk in. What I saw next should have surprised me, shocked me, angered me, yet it did none. Amy was on the couch her black legs, in white stockings, spread wide while a girl in a cheerleaders outfit and beige stockings lapped at her pussy and Derek fucked the girl from behind in the ass.

Amy looked at me and said "Wow sugar, you dressed rather hot for coffee." I shrugged and so she continued, "Jessica, I know you know about Karen and I know Heidi, my niece by the way, told you about her philosophy and now I will explain mine. " She grabbed the girls' head and pushed it into her pussy. Amy moaned and said, "Fuck Jessica, your ******** sure can eat pussy." I blinked and then looked closer and realized that I was watching my ******** eat my friend's pussy while she got ass fucked.

It was then that I knew as a ****** I had to do something, to protect my baby. I began to move closer when Amy spoke, "Jessica, you are doing the mind over body thing right now. You are thinking, I have to protect my ********. But from what honey? Your ******** loves to eat my pussy, loves to get fucked by Derek and is as submissive as they get. A few days ago I went over to see you in my next phase of your seduction and you were out. Your ******** answered dressed in shorts and a t-shirt. We chit chatted and as we talked she eventually told me she had a date tonight and did not know what to wear. I brought her back to my place and we tried on a few outfits and each time my hands would linger longer. I knew in minutes that she was mine. I simply said to her, 'Honey, have you ever been with a woman. She said she had played with some of her teammates in the past and then I simply kissed her. Over the next couple hours she ate my pussy; I ate hers, I fucked her pussy, she fucked mine; I demanded obedience, she obeyed. I gave her my credit card and she went out and bought a new wardrobe, one you knew had to come from me, but yet you did nothing. She has been over here every day this week as my personally slut and Derek has fucked her delicious white pussy every day and you just watched her ass be deflowered." I went to speak, but what was there to say. Amy who had clearly just orgasmed on my ********'s face smiled at me and said, "Whore, tell your mommy what you are."

My ******** looked at me in complete bliss, her face drenched with pussy juice, "Mommy, I am Amy's whore. I am a slut for black pussy. I am a fuckhole for black cock. My place is here on my knees. Please mommy don't be ashamed of me. Oh my god Derek, fuck my ass, come in my ass so mommy can see what kind of slut I am. Yes, yes, oh my god mommy, Derek's black cock is so big you got to try it mommy."

Amy then said, "Derek pull out of this white trash slut."

"No," Becky cried.

Amy slapped her in the face and said, "Whore, sit. Now your mommy has a decision to make. She can take you right now and leave and save you from this sexual debauchery. She can save you from being gangbanged by an all black football team, save you from being a cocksucker at my next orgy, save you from seducing your coach, save you from becoming my whore or she can submit to her rightful place on her knees as my servant."

Becky begged, "Mommy, mommy please, join me."

I looked at Becky, I looked at Derek and saw the biggest cock I had ever seen, I looked at Amy who said, "Jessica, you are the prettiest white woman I have ever seen. You are strong, but you know you want to eat my pussy. I could have had you last weekend, but I don't want to seduce you, I want you to want to be my slut. But understand, when you take off your skirt in a couple minutes, when you crawl over here on your hands and knees, when you lick my pussy in front of your ********, when you allow your ******** to take a load of my husband's cum in her ass, I will own you. You will fuck my husband whenever he wants your white ass, you will eat my pussy every day, you will be fucked by many men, eat out many women, and do many, many other dirty things." She looked at Becky and said to Derek, "Give the slut 5 hard strokes in the ass, no more." Derek obliged and I did what my body had decided long before my mind had. I submitted. As my mind continued to argue with why this was wrong, my hands took off my skirt. As my mind logically explained my role as a ******, I crawled over to Amy. I looked at her shaved black pussy. I looked Amy straight in the eye. Amy smiled, "Jessica, are you ready to be my slut."

I nodded.

"Jess, I need to hear it. I need to know you want this."

I looked at Becky who said, "Mommy, I love you, please do as your told."

I whispered "Can I be your slut?"

Amy smirked, "We will have to work on your dirty talk." She then pulled me up and kissed me with such tenderness and passion that I instantly knew I had made the right decision. I completely understood why Karen had submitted. As I briefly reflected on the past couple months it all made sense. My submissiveness was always there. I eagerly listened to her stories, I obeyed almost all her suggestions, I took her clothes and wore them, I almost orgasmed as she dressed me, I kept a toy she gave me in my pussy for the past month. I knew, as our tongues danced around as we explored each other, that I was hers; that I would do anything to please her. She broke the kiss and I instantly slid down her body and began to lick her pussy. The first taste was all it took to know I was hooked; I licked, I sucked; as her body began to react to my work, I got more excited and began to feverously attempt to make her orgasm. When she did, it was like Niagara Falls, her juices were an oasis of joy on onto my tongue and face. I lapped up every drop I could, refusing to stop. Eventually, Amy pulled me up and kissed me.

I whispered to her, "I love you."

Amy smiled "I love your tongue in my pussy. For a girl who has never done that before, you are quite good."

"Thank you. I want to be your best pussy pleaser." I smiled back at my ********, I surprised myself and her when I said, "Amy, I desperately want to be your whore. Before I change my mind, I need to get this on tape, Derek go get a camera."

Derek laughed and said, "There are 5 cameras in this room taping all this."

I shook my head, "Figures. OK here it goes. Mistress Amy, please allow me to be your whore. I want to do everything for you. I want to eat your pussy,please your man whenever he wishes, I want to give you my ******** as a gift. I want to eat your pussy and any pussy you want me to until I am the best cunt muncher you have ever had. I am a rich white whore whose only purpose in life for now on is to service black pussy and cock. I want to swallow black cum, I want to savoir black pussy, and I want to feel a cock in my ass and please allow me to eat out my ********. I want to be more than just another slut for you. I want to be more than Karen is to you. I want to be your dirtiest slut, your kinkiest whore, your most obiedant slave."

Becky moaned as Derek clearly re-entered her tight white ass, "Thank you mommy, thank you for allowing me to take this massive black cock in my ass. Will you suck the cum out of my ass after he comes mommy. Will you eat my pussy till I spray my pussy juice all over your face?"

"If mistress Amy allows me to, I will suck out every drop of black cum from your whore ass and I will eat your pussy anytime you want. "

Amy, clearly impressed by the complete degradation of her new whore, said "Jessica you will be a good slave. Now go crawl under your ******** and eat her pussy as she gets her ass fucked. " I eagerly obeyed. I licked and sucked on her young ripe pussy, which was a challenge as her body shook with each stroke of Derek's hammering. Suddenly Becky quit moving and I quickly realized that Derek was spurting into my ********'s ass. As soon as he pulled out, I leaned up and started sucking the cum out of her ass. The act was so dirty and so wrong and yet I loved every second of it. I sucked hard, then I pushed my tongue as deep into her ass as I could. As soon as I could not find any more cum, I turned around and dove to Derek and shoved his still stiff cock into my mouth. I eagerly retrieved every last drop of cum I could find.

Derek moaned and said, "Holy **** bitch. You are one nasty whore."

Amy now wearing a strap-on, walked over to me and without any warning plugged my pussy. Unlike Martin's puny pecker, this cock was long and thick. I don't know if it was the length of the cock, the width of the cock or the complete **********, but I orgasmed after only a couple minutes and again and again. All the while, I kept sucking on Derek's cock, who unlike Martin was useless after one load, was ready for more. Derek pulled his cock out and replaced the plastic cock with his thick real one. At first he went in slow, when I tried to buck back on his cock, he pulled out. He then went back in and he fucked me in a way I have never even considered. He fuck me so slow that I desperately just wanted to buck back, he went deeper than I thought was possible and then would just sit there in me to the hilt. Then he would do a few fast powerful strokes and then pull almost completely out. Every once and a while I would try to speed up the fucking and he would pull out. Finally I succumbed to the teasing pleasure and enjoyed what I think was an hour long fuck. Slow, fast, deep in, almost out and finally when he went for broke he hammered his rod as fast as heavenly possible always thrusting in all 9 inches. For the first time ever I orgasmed on a real cock and I did so at the same instant his cum sprayed into me. I kept bucking back never wanting his cock to leave me. Finally, he pulled out his massive cock finally shrinking. My pussy was only empty for a couple seconds before my ******** returned the favor attempting to retrieve all Derek's cum from my pussy. Eventually I collapsed exhausted.

I looked at Amy who was in he same position as a couple hours ago, my ******** was also in the same position, back between her legs. Amy smiled at me and said, "Jessica, happy with your decision?"

For the first time in a long time I smiled too, "Oh yes, I have never felt so free in my life."

Amy laughed, "That is ironic, you give yourself to me and you feel free."

I shrugged, "I am free. I no longer have to pretend to be the perfect wife. I no longer have to fake orgasms for my small cock husband. I can now have orgasms. I have now felt pleasure I did not even know exist. And lastly, I know that you will make me a perfect whore. '

"Oh that I will. Now I must tell you I promised Karen she would be the first to fuck your ass. Thus, you are not allowed to taste my pussy or any other pussy, touch a cock, until you go over to her house and submit to her."

"Yes mistress. I will go over there tonight."

"I assumed you would. Now tomorrow I am having a party. It is a costume party. It will turn into an orgy. You and your ******** will be servants for the evening. That means you do whatever any of my guests request. Anything. At midnight you will put on a special ****** show. Also, your husband must come over to me to discuss our new situation."

"What do you have planned mistress?"

"Well Derek and him get along really well so I want to allow him to be a part of this. I will explain the situation and if he is willing to submit to me as well, he can keep being married to you. He will then be allowed to fuck some of my whores, but never his wife as you are now only allowed to fuck who I want you to. That said, I would like to see him fuck his ******** or maybe have his ******** fuck him."

Becky lifted her head up, "Oh mistress, can I fuck daddy? Can I use the penetrator?"

Amy laughed, "Sure honey, now never again quit pleasing me without permission."

"Sorry mistress," Becky said and returned to Amy's pussy.

I began to get dressed when Amy said, "Tomorrow we will go and get costumes for the evening. Faster, faster, uhhhhh. Jess your ******** has an amazing tongue. Becky sometime soon I want your whole team over for a special party."

Becky smiled and said, "I have eaten and been eaten my half of them, the others are stuck up bitches."

Amy laughed, "Well that can be changed. Jessica lay on the ground."

I obeyed. Amy straddled my face and then without warning a hot liquid sprayed all over my face. I opened my mouth and drank as much of her piss as I could. Something that should have been complete *********** just seemed like a logical transition in my new role as whore. After she finished, I leaned up and licked her piss from her pussy. I then said, "Thank you for the piss mistress."

Amy got up and said, "Oh Jessica, we are going to have an amazing time together."

Becky crawled over and began kissing me with such tenderness that my pussy began to get wet again. Amy laughed and said, "Ladies enough. Jessica has a job to do before anything else."

As we left, I turned around to see Derek hard again had slid his cock into his wife's ass.

ASS-TASTIC

I wondered what to wear for the evening event. I knew I was about to take a strap-on in the ass. But I wanted to let Karen know that I had the power. I wore red stockings with a matching garterbelt, the black leather skirt that revealed it all and a see through blouse with no bra. At 7PM I made the walk of shame and knocked on the door. To my surprise, although nothing should of surprised me any more the door was opened by Jill in her cheerleading outfit, she smiled at me and said "Come on in Mrs. Parker."

"Thanks Jill," I replied politely and entered. I should note that Jill, the girl who sucked off Principal Walker, in the blackmail plot earlier, was a rich bitch at school that dated the quarterback of the team, and bullied many of the other girls. She was one of the girls I disliked the most as I felt sorry for the girls who were not as pretty, rich, etc as her.

Jill led me downstairs and I was greeted by Karen with a video camera dressed in a full silk nylon body stocking with a convenient openings at her pussy and ass. On the couch was Heidi with her legs open dressed in white stay-ups her shaved pussy in clear view until Jill walked over there, dropped to her knees and began licking. Beside her was another black women, about 40ish, also wearing white stockings with a garterbelt and she had the biggest breasts I had ever seen on a woman. Between her legs was a redheaded cheerleader, which I assumed was Lauren Zinger, which it was. Lauren was a pretty girl, but more so she had it all. She came from a well-off family, but she did not flaunt it. She had the highest average of any student in the school. She was polite, friendly and respected by all. Besides being a cheerleader, she was school president and captain of the debate club. Yet, there she was, on her knees, eating black pussy, like a dirty slut. On a separate chair was another black woman, late 50s I guessed, who had large sagging breasts and she too had a cheerleader between her legs. The blonde hair did not give me a guarantee of who it was. The older, larger woman, was wearing red stockings and was telling the blonde that she was a shitty pussy eater and that she was white trash that needed to be trained to be a good whore. With that, Karen walked over, grabbed one of the three empty wine bottles from the table, and plunged it into her ass. A muffled scream erupted from the old ladies' pussy. Karen then said, "Jessica, get over here and fuck this slut with the bottle."

Clearly Karen was testing to see if I had submitted, although my outfit probably gave it away, I walked over to the blonde, took the bottle, and started to fuck her gently . I tried to figure out who the girl was, but her head was buried so deep in the large black woman's legs it was impossible to tell. The black woman, who I later learned was Heidi's *********** Edna, demanded, "Fuck her fast in the ass, none of this gently ****. Or I will shove that bottle up your ass. "

I understood quickly my role and the blonde cheerleader in the ass fast with the bottle. Karen smiled and said, "So Jessica what can I do for you?"

I looked her in the eye and said, "I want you to be the first to fuck me in the ass."

Karen smirked and said, "But you were so offended by my behavior just a couple days ago."

"I know, my mind thought it was wrong, but my body overruled me. I now understand why you submitted to Mistress Amy, we had no choice."

At this moment Heidi screamed as an orgasm shook her body, this was followed by the other black woman's, Tamara I would later learn,(and Heidi's best friend) orgasm. Edna then pulled up the blonde by the hair and demanded "Jill get her expert tongue over here and do a better job then your useless friend. Heidi, I think the blonde bitch needs to be disciplined."

The blonde cheerleader was Brittany, the dumbest girl I had ever taught. She had a rep for being the school slut and one always assumed it was true. Heidi grabbed he by the hair and but her over her knee and spanked her bare ass, the bottle still in it.

Karen continued, "Surprised to see your students here?"

"Not Jill since I already knew her story and not Brittany because she is, well, Brittany. But Lauren, I am stunned to see Lauren here."

Heidi laughed "Did your fall from purity teach you nothing? All white bitches need to know their place. Some like Brittany here are too easy, she was already a whore and will never be a great pussy eater she is to fucking stupid. But she will be a good fuckstick for the boys. A pretty white girl whose only purpose is to suck and fuck cock. Jill also was rather easy. She wants to move up the ladder and figured out quickly where the power was. But Lauren she was different. She walked in on Jill fucking Brittany in the changeroom and actually apologized and left. I realized quickly that Lauren hated confrontation and she would also be easy prey. She can't say no. Her whole life has been about pleasing others in different ways, I knew she would be very good at pleasing me. Girls like Lauren have been trained to focus on only one thing: success and thus when they first feel the pleasure of their sexuality, something they have avoided their whole life, it overwhelms them. After their first fucking or their first pussy, they usually become addicted to such pleasure and become the best submissive slaves. Also, because they have spent their whole life at the top and trying to be the best, they use a similar work ethic in the bed. So I simply called her in my office one day and said, 'We need to talk about your role as a cheerleader. Come to my house tonight at 7.' Of course she did. When she arrived, similarly to you tonight, she walked in to see Jill on her knees eating me out. Carla, who is out of town tonight, had let her in and she returned to eating my mom's pussy. (Carla was Jill's twin sister) I said 'Lauren, you must understand as a cheerleader your role is to be more than just a supporter, you must do everything in your power to help the team win. To motivate them. ' She just starred at my naked body and said 'I don't understand.' I then clapped and our three football coaches walked in stark naked. 'Honey, our coaches need to be stress free to do their job. Take off your clothes Lauren.' She paused and I demanded, 'Now.' She quickly undressed. 'You want our team to win right?' She shook her head yes. 'Have you ever been fucked?' She shook her head no. 'Have you ever sucked cock?' Again no. 'Ate pussy?' No. 'Well, by the end of today you will have a new answer for all three questions. On all fours.' Lauren obeyed. (I should note that all three coaches are large black men. Our head coach Bill is a well built machine and quite hot; our other coaches who I have no idea what they do are both unattractive with Biff being at least three hundred pounds). Biff shoved his cock into her mouth, while coach plugged her pussy. Brittany took Warren's in her mouth. Long story short, Lauren took all three men's cum and finished by eating my pussy."

I looked at Lauren who looked humiliated by the whole ordeal. "Now, now Lauren, don't look ashamed. You're a slut. It is who you are. Tell your English teacher what else you have done."

Lauren clearly did not want to tell me, someone who taught her daily and respected her greatly, her dirty secrets, so I broke the ice, "Don't worry Lauren, I ate cum out of my ********* ass earlier today and would love to eat your pussy right now in front of all these women."

This seemed to relax Lauren, "Well it all started two weeks ago. After being gangbanged, I went home ashamed, but I was so horny that I couldn't stop thinking about how good having sex made me feel. That night, I fucked myself with a brush, but it wasn't the same. The next night, after practice, I told Jill my feelings and she took me to a party at the college and I spent the night taking cock after cock after cock. I was ashamed, but I loved it and wanted more. Jill says I fucked over 30 guys, and I realized everything I had been missing."

Heidi laughed, "Don't forget your love of pussy."

Lauren let out a small chuckle, "I have also become addicted to eating pussy, and Jill, Carla and Brittany have been using me as their personal pussy pleaser every day since. "

"Well enough fucking storytime," Karen declared, "I have to fuck my friend's ass. Jessica bend over the stool there. " I obeyed. Karen continued, "I am going to love this. Is the tape ready Jill?" Jill replied of course and then Karen yanked off my skirt and after a little gentle insertion to get me lubed, she plunged her strap-on in my ass. Did I enjoy it at first, not really, but as the strokes continued the original pain subsided and a strange pleasure replaced it. I began to meet her strokes and the whole plastic cock disappeared in my ass. The show went on for 15 minutes or so and the next couple hours blurred in lesbian debauchery. I ate out Heidi, I fucked Jill, Lauren and I 69'd and Heidi's mom finished the night by fisting me until I passed out. I eventually staggered home tired and sore, knowing that tomorrow was even going to be crazier.

THE ALMOST BETRAYAL

I woke up feeling really strange. It was only yesterday that I had willingly allowed myself to become a sex slave to my black neighbour. It was only yesterday that I ate cum out of my ********* ass after she was ass-fucked by a massive black cock. It was only yesterday that I was fucked in the ass by my vice principal in front of three students from my school. It was all only yesterday. Thus today everything seemed so surreal. What do I say to my ********? My husband? I fretted in bed late and when I finally got up my husband was gone and my ******** was in the kitchen dressed in a complete hooters outfit. My ******** walked over to me and gave me a big hug. She, reading my thoughts, said, "Mom, things are still the same. I still love you. I still will excel in school. I still will play all my sports. The only difference is now I, I mean we, have a mistress."

"Um, ok," I said.

"Oh, one more thing is different too."

"Only one," I joked.

"Well probably more than one," she laughed, "You can have me between your legs anytime you want. You can taste your ********* delicious nectar anytime you want." She was now in front of me, her breath on my ear. "You can fuck me anytime you want or I can fuck you anytime you want." My legs bucked a bit as her hand caressed my ass and she nibbled my ear. She then gave me the most sexual lengthy kiss a ******** can give a ******. She then broke the kiss and said, "I could throw you on the floor right now, spread open your legs and eat your pussy till you quake with pleasure. I could grab the strap-on mistress gave me to fuck you with and make love to my ****** in such slow motion you will beg for me to make you cum."

"Yes," I moaned, eagerly waiting for her words to become reality.

She then turned and went to grab the toast that had popped from the toaster, "But mommy, mistress said we can't do anything till the party tonight."

After I regained my composure I said, "Honey, you can't do that to me."

"What?" she asked innocently. "Did your ******** get you horny?"

"What do you think?" I asked still feverish.

"Don't worry mommy, everything I said I would do to you I will, over and over again. By the way, mistress sent over our outfits for tonight." She did a twirl in her perfect hooters outfit, her firm breasts barely held in against the tight shirt and her legs looked amazing covered in the dark brown trademark hooters pantyhose that make every woman's legs look perfect. "Your matching outfit is in the bathroom."

"Thanks honey," I said and had breakfast. Slowly my horniness withered away and we actually talked about school and normal stuff until she asked, "So is working at school with Karen going to be weird after she took your anal cherry?"

I spit milk out of my mouth when my ******** asked such a blunt question. "How do you know about that?"

"Amy and I watched it live on the cam feed with Derek, before Derek fucked the **** out of me."

"Oh why doesn't that surprise me? Did you enjoy watching it?"

"Of course, although I missed a bit as Amy had me munching on her box for a while during the show. But I could tell you really got into it with that Lauren girl. I was almost jealous."

I blushed. "Um it was nothing. It was just to see such a good girl turn into such a, well, subservient slut, got me hot and I just had to have her. I can't even explain it."

"Don't worry mom. Mistress Amy told me I could have her as my personal fuck toy if I wanted. So she will be coming over tomorrow afternoon for her first training."

"Training?"

"Yes, I am going to turn her into my personal slave. Teach her the exact way I like to be pleased. She is my toy."

"Nice," I said a little annoyed.

"Mommy, you are not jealous?"

"No honey, it's just I want her to still be the same determined dedicated girl she was before these events."

"Oh mom, she will still go to Harvard or wherever she plans to go, she will just also be a sexual being. Something she was gifted by that black teacher."

"Heidi?"

"Yes her. Mom we are all better off now. I never knew such pleasure could exist. My last two practices since I became a slave were my best. All my stress, all that pressure, just disappeared when perspective was given."

"Perspective?" I queried.

"Yes. There is much more to life then just sports; or for Lauren just school. We are sexual beings and when we maximize our sexuality and find our perfect sexual bliss we can maximize everything we do. Don't you feel more liberated mommy."

"I never thought liberated. But I suppose it is true. The pleasure I have experienced these last 24 hours is more then I had my whole life combined. But in some ways I feel constricted now. I know that I am bound to needing that pleasure now, that I am addicted to that intense joy. How will I focus on my job? My life?"

My ******** came and gave me a massive hug. "Oh mom, wait till you go back to school on Monday, I bet you will be a better teacher. You will be thinking clear for the first time ever."

"What if someone finds out about my..."

She cut me off. "Mom, none of the girls will ever tell. If they do, they would be punished in such a harsh way. It won't happen. The biggest worry for me is how do I not just grab my hot teammate and just fuck her. But I don't. Will I try to seduce her in time, I might. Mistress Amy said seducing you was the most fun she had in a long time and you know me, I love a challenge."

I laughed. "Oh that you do. What surprised me honey is how easy you submitted. You are so strong-willed."

"Mom, I am determined in sports, but I have always been insecure sexually. I don't know why, but I knew the minute Amy touched me that I wanted to be hers. I had never even considered another woman before, but I knew in seconds that all I wanted was to please her. And the moment I was first between her legs I realized what I had been missing out sexually my whole life."

My ******** then kissed me, her tongue danced inside my mouth and then she broke the kiss and said, "Mommy, don't worry I think tonight you will get more than you ever imagined."

She left and I went and had a shower. After the shower I put on the hooters outfit and did my usual things. I marked a few papers, did laundry, watched an old CSI and just watched the clock slowly move closer to 7PM.

LATER THAT NIGHT

Becky and I had supper together and did not once mention the night ahead. At ten to seven, Becky announced it was time to head over and that was then I started to have second thoughts. Was I really going to be a sexual servant at a party for my neighbour? Was I going to allow my ******** to be used by god knows who? The more I thought about it the more I thought no, this was wrong. I decided we were not going to do this.

I said, "Becky, this is wrong."

Becky looked at me startled and said, "What is?"

"This whole thing; the outfits; the expectations. I am nobody's slave," I said with determination.

Becky laughed out loud, "Nice one mom, you almost had me going there."

"I am serious Becky. We are not going over there. We need to be much more civilized than this. You and I are more than just sex toys. "

Becky finally realized I was serious she panicked. "Mom, you have to go. We have to go."

"No Becky, I had a temporary lack of judgment, but I am back and I forbid you to go."

Becky got upset. "Mom you can't do this. You can't disappoint our mistress."

"Becky you got to stand up for yourself. We have to hold on to our independence."

Becky laughed, "I agree. I independently have decided I am going to my mistress's house." She got up to leave and I got in front of her.

"No," I said with great *****. She looked at me, turned and went to her room.

Ten minutes passed till I went up to her room. I knocked on the door, but she did not answer. I slowly opened it and quickly realized she was not in her room. I knew instantly, she had gone out the window and was at Amy's house. I was furious she had disobeyed me. I headed instantly to Amy's and walked right in.

I was greeted by three women all dressed in the same hooter outfits. One was Abby Walker the local news TV reporter, another was Ashley Prollen a girl who lived three doors down the street and was a track star training for the upcoming summer Olympics. The third was Zelda Palkin, a girl who graduated last year from my school, whose parents were the richest family in town. I walked past them looking for my ********. In Amy's livingroom were a variety of black women, all dressed very professionally, having cocktails. One black woman was having her feet rubbed by a young brunette, but otherwise it looked like a friendly social gathering. Amy and my ******** were nowhere to be found. I stormed upstairs to Amy's room and found her on her bed, dressed in a one piece pink sundress and matching pink stockings, consoling a crying Becky. Amy looked at me and said, "Slave Becky here was telling me you have had a change of heart."

As soon as she said that, all my convictions withered away, "I---yes---well."

Amy looked at me and said, "You are a whore. God Jessica, just yesterday you sucked my husband's cum out of your ********'s ass and today you feign morals. Plus if you are so morally prudent, why are you wearing the outfit I sent over?"

I looked in mirror and saw my reflection, one that said, "I am a whore."

Amy stood up. "You have greatly upset your ********. Now I normally don't do this, but since we are neighbours this one time I will. If you really wish, you can take your ******** with you and leave, we will stay friends, but you and your lovely ********, will never, ever be allowed to eat from my pussy. You can go back to your boring suburban lives or..." she paused as she pulled off her dress and sat on her bed, "You can beg for forgiveness and crawl over here. Understand there will be a severe punishment for your disobedience."

"Mommy please," pleaded my hysterically ********.

Amy said, "Now, now Becky, your mommy controls your fate. What will it be Jessica, complete **********, or your so-called freedom. I have a party to host."

Again my body began to take control. All those morals I pretended to have faded away and I got on my knees and crawled over to Amy. Both girls smiled on the bed. As I reached her stocking-clad legs, she pulled me up and moved in to kiss me. Suddenly she slapped my face. I pleaded, "Please forgive me. As a ****** I felt guilt for allowing my ******** to be used, but I should be grateful for you opened us up to a world we never knew existed. You found the sexual beast that was stirring inside of us, one I did not know even existed. I promised yesterday I would be a perfect slave and I meant it. I had a lapse of judgment, but I know my place. Use me. Punish me. Humiliate me. My servitude is more important than my husband or my job. To make it up to you, please make me do something that you have never had anyone else do. Mistress Amy, I love you. I mean it with all my heart and only now realize my weak resistance earlier was an attempt to not accept my undying love to you. Not only do you own my body, you own my heart."

Amy then kissed me. "Jessica, don't you see. I love you too. I could have made you my slave long time ago. The seduction was because I love your purity, your sincere heart, your beauty. I want you to be a part of everything I do, but I must know you understand your place. I know you will never do that again, but trust me I am not forgiving a second time.

Amy kissed Becky and said, "Now get downstairs and serve wine to my guests." Becky obeyed and then Amy looked at me and then kissed me with such tenderness and passion that my knees went weak. She broke the kiss and said, "Unfortunately, I have to get to the party so I can't discipline you now. Go downstairs and serve with your ********. Of course, understand you can not say no to anyone's commands."

I responded, "I understand mistress," and headed back downstairs.

THE PARTY

When I arrived downstairs I was a bit taken back. Things had changed a fair amount in ten minutes. Becky, Abby, Ashley and Zelda were all on their knees eating pussy while being timed. As I walked in a woman said to me, "Whore, get between my legs, you are already behind."

I looked up and saw it was school board chair Patricia Heet. She was the biggest bitch on the board.

I quickly went over, got between her chubby legs and started licking. I kept licking; her pussy already drenched, and got her off in only a few minutes. I learned that I had finished last.

Patricia said, "Well Mrs. Jamieson nice to see you. You were last. The person who finishes last in each event gets punished." She looked around and then went to the table that had a smorgasbord of toys. She grabbed a massive 8 inch strap-on and bent me over. She ripped by pantyhose to get access and without any lube started pushing it in my ass. I quivered in pain as she continued pushing, even though my rectum attempted to reject her. Slowly, but surely, all 8 inches filled me as I whimpered in pain. Then she slid back out and exploded back into me, plugging my ass deeper then I ever thought possible. This ravishing of my ass continued for a few minutes until I slowly began enjoying it. She then pulled out and had me suck the toy dry.

Another black woman I did not know then said, "Ok ladies after round one it is Becky 5, Ashley 4, Abby 3, Zelda 2 and Jessica 1. For round 2 we need the boys." She whistled and in came 15 large black men. Each naked, each with a massive already stiff cock. "Sluts," she continued, "Your job is to retrieve 3 loads of cum down your throat as quickly as possible. The last place whore will be punished. Betting may begin."

As all five of us got on our knees, I saw women betting on who would win this competition. Most bet on Abby, while only one woman bet on me. I looked around and still did not see Amy. Anyways, the woman said, "On your mark, get set, suck." I laughed, but was quickly muffled by a stiff 8 inch cock. I quickly went to work. I bobbed up and down on his cock desperate to get him to cum quick. After only a minute I heard the woman say that Abby is on cock two. I picked up the pace and was rewarded with a load of salty cum. I then went to cock two and began sucking. I heard Jessica is on cock two and a few seconds later Becky is on cock two. As I deep throated this thick, but small, black cock, I realized just how much I loved this **********. I wanted to win, I wanted to please, and I wanted to feel the hot seed spray down my throat. As I felt the seed of the second guy spray the back of my throat, I heard the woman say Zelda and Ashley are on cock two. I quickly got to my third cock and almost ****** when I saw its 9 plus inch length. I took it in my mouth and started working, I heard the woman say Jessica is on her last cock. I kind of smiled, as much as one can smile with a big black cock deep in their throat. My happiness was short lived as I heard the women say and Abby is now also on her last cock, followed by Becky is also on her last cock. I bobbed up and down, my jaw already sore, but my determination to win so great. I never got the whole cock in, but I got a ton of it and as the stud grabbed my head and started face fucking me, I knew he was close. Soon I felt his seed slide down my throat and he kept on fucking my mouth until every last drop had been retrieved. As he slid out, I looked around and saw that Ashley had just began sucking her last cock and Zelda still was working on number two. As I took a brief rest, I watched my beautiful ******** suck the cock of some 60 something old man. She bobbed up and down eagerly, not remotely disgusted by the kinkiness of the situation. At about the same time both her and Abby finished off their men. Zelda finally started number three, just as Ashley swallowed her final load. At this time, the woman said, "This time Zelda is in last place. Now as you all know Zelda is from the richest family in town. It is time to pay back that family and all the condescending arrogance." She grabbed a camera and said, "Zelda tell your mommy who owns you now."

Zelda looked straight into the camera and said, "Hi mommy. I love you. I also love to eat black pussy. To take a big, thick long black cock and suck it, then take it in my young ripe pussy and then have him shoot his full load right up my tight rectum. Mommy, I am a submissive slut."

The women snapped her fingers and instantly three hard black cocks appeared. Zelda looked at the camera and said, "Mommy, watch me take a cock in all three of my holes. " She then straddled one cock, took another in her ass and a third in her mouth. As the young girl seemed in exotic bliss, I was jealous. Why couldn't that be me? I won.

As I thought this, I saw Mrs. Palkin walk in with Amy. I am sure it was all orchestrated, but the look on her face was pure shock. Amy said, "You got to watch your ********'s declaration of her servitude. Now it is time for you to join her." Mrs. Palkin said nothing her facial expression telling us little.

Zelda took a load of cum all over her face and said, "Mommy, you got to have some real cock, oh yes, fuck my ass. Yes." With that Zelda came from the double pounding.

Amy then said, "Mrs. Palkin, undress."

Mrs. Palkin shook her head no. Amy laughed and said, "That is one. Undress."

She again shook her head, but with less confidence.

Amy smiled and said, "That is two. You do not want to hit three slut. Three means this video of your ******** is online in the next hour. Now get undressed."

She looked around, realizing her predicament, and then slowly slipped off her skirt, her pantyhose, her blouse and bra. She had an amazing body still.

"Now since you disobeyed me twice, instead of getting a nice hard dick in you, you are going to retrieve the cum from your ********'s ass."

"No, I can't that is ******," she pleaded.

Amy smiled, "After you retrieve the cum from her ass, you will retrieve the cum from her pussy and keep licking until your whore ******** cums all over your face. If you do not the video goes online. You choose."

At that moment one guy shot his load into Zelda's ass and pulled out and then Zelda bucked up and down on the black cock until this seed sprayed inside her vagina walls.

Zelda slid off, got on all fours and said, "Mommy, please cum and clean my ass."

Tears filled her eyes as she walked over to her ******** and buried her tongue in her ********'s just fucked ass. The camcorder taped the ********* situation as Zelda then got onto her back, grabbed her ****** and shoved her ******'s face into her pussy. Zelda was a dirty little bitch who verbally ****** her ******, "Oh yes mommy slut, suck my cunt. Mistress is taping this and you are now her slave too. You have eaten cunt before haven't you mommy, finger me mommy. I am going to be using you every night mommy. Oh mommy, you are making your baby so wet, my cunt is wet from your lesbo tongue mommy. Make me cum. Yes...."

Amy, now in charge, said, "Well welcome guests. Betting will begin on round 3 asap. Third round is who can resist an orgasm for the longest. After two rounds the score is Becky 9, Ashley 6, Abby 6, Jessica 6 and Zelda 3. Sluts lie down and spread em."

We all did. Then each of us was inserted with a thick vibrator turned on high. We then had a vibrating egg slid into our ass. Amy explained, "The first one to cum loses and so forth. Good luck whores." The double sensation was pretty intense, but I just tried to ignore the teasing tantalizations. It only took a couple minutes before Becky orgasmed screaming 'Fuck yes,' from the toy sensations. I instantly worried about her punishment, but stayed focused on winning. During the next couple minutes Ashley and Abby also climaxed and it was just Zelda and me. Just as I was close to cumming I heard Zelda scream and then seconds later I followed, winning my second straight round.

Amy announced, Jessica with back to back wins is now in the lead, but her ******** now needs to be punished for her quick pussy trigger. But first lets watch the trailer for my brand new movie I just finished editing late last night. Please watch the video called "The Seduction of a Surburban Housewife."

My mouth dropped as I began watching my downfall to whoredom. The video started when I came over the first day, it then replayed every sordid piece of my journey. It focused on my face blushing when she talked about her sex life; it caught me starring at her stocking covered legs on many occasions, it replayed the key moments of my ******* night where she dressed me, the video focusing on my facial expressions as she dressed me and when she later kissed me. Only a couple seconds of me fucking my husband were there. Then it went to me watching our mailman pleasure Amy, focusing on me licking my lips (which I did not even know I did). It then went to Becky being seduced and finally by me submitting completely to her and eating cum out of my ********'s ass. The video ended with me taking a strap-on in my ass and eating out an 18 year old teenager.

Amy then said, "I get horny every time I watch it. Anyways, Becky and Jessica come on up here and act out this script I wrote for tonight. But first, go to the washroom and put on your outfits."

Becky and I went to the washroom and saw that I was to put on a nun outfit and Becky a cheerleader outfit. Becky laughed and said, "Well this should be interesting."

I shrugged, "We are way past interesting don't ya think?"

"I suppose," she laughed as she finished putting on her outfit. I finished putting on mine and we returned to the show. Amy handed us scripts and said, "Don't disappoint ladies."

We sat down on two chairs and began our scripted dialogue.

Becky the Cheerleader: I need to confess.

Jessica the Nun: The pastor is not here right now, do you want to confess to me?

Becky: Um...ok.

Jessica: Of course, we can't do it in confession.

Becky: Ok. Well, um, I have done a lot of bad things lately.

Jessica: Go on my dear.

Becky: Well, I have become a slave to my black neighbours. I have eaten vagina, had sex in all three of my holes and my ****** also became a part of the action retrieving the sperm from inside me.

Jessica: Oh dear. And you came here to be forgiven dear?

Becky: God no, I want to know how many Hail Mary's I have to do when I plan to keep doing it.

Jessica: Excuse me.

Becky: I know I am a whore now, I can't change that. The pleasure is heavenly.

Jessica: Ummm...

Becky: Also, can I Hail Mary in advance?

Jessica: No. Why?

Becky: Well, I planned to just suck off Pastor Trenton, but I guess I could do you.

Jessica: What?

Becky: (Moving right in front of me) I am going to make you scream to the Gods.

She then kissed me. Of course I feigned shock, but let Becky undress me. She then dove into her mommy's pussy. As she brought me to a desperately needed orgasm I screamed "Oh yes, you are forgiven. Keep submitting," and orgasmed on my ********'s face. I then pushed her to the floor and said, "I need to cleanse the sin out of you my dear." I then buried my face in my ********'s delicious pussy. I licked her pussy and slid a finger inside her to bring her to a second orgasm in a few minutes.

We then got up as Amy said, "Another great movie by the ******-******** team. So to recap after three rounds it is the MILF Jessica with 11, her dyke ******** at 10, Ashley right behind them with 9, our local celebrity with a disappointing 8 and our rich bitch with a mere 7 with only two events left. The next event is extreme fucking musical chairs. As you can see there are five chairs. You will walk around until the music stops and then your job is to get the person off as fast as you can, any way you want. The last one to get their person off is out."

All five of us began are walk around the 5 well hung black studs. Each cock looked delicious as the first song, Britney Spears 'I am A Slave 4 U" played. The music played over almost the songs entirety before coming to a stop. I instantly dropped to my knees and took a nice stiff cock in my mouth. I bobbed up and down and was disappointed after a couple minutes to hear Amy say that Abby was finished. Just as I felt my man's legs begin to tighten I heard Amy announce that Becky had advanced as well and seconds later I advanced as a jet stream of salty goo slid down my throat. I got up and watched the two other young girls both desperately try to get their men off. The two sucked and as I watched I noticed neither had great technique. Zelda had no flow and Ashley did not go deep enough. Finally Ashley got her load of cum and Zelda was eliminated.

Amy said, "Zelda you will go to the bathroom for your punishment. The remaining four will continue the game." Four ladies, all somewhat overweight, sat on the chairs and opened their legs. The music began, this time it was Kiss's 'Lick it Up' and I had to laugh. The music played till the end of the first chorus and when it stopped I instantly dove into the wet and oddly smelling pussy of a large woman. Although somewhat awkward, I got to work. I decided to concentrate on her clit as I slid two fingers into her dripping cunt. This technique got her off relatively quick, just seconds after Abby had got her woman off. It was down to Becky and Ashley to advance and I watched with a rather perverse excitement. I silently cheered on my ******** to get off her chubby woman and although it was close, seconds really, Becky advanced to the third round.

Amy narrated, "And then there were three." Three elderly men, all over 70 at least, maybe 80, sat down on the three remaining chairs. Each black man had a limp cock sitting between their wrinkled legs. As I pondered which of the three would be easiest to get off Prince's 'Get Off' began to play. The song played for only a few seconds and I was back on my knees trying to get a limp cock awake. It took a while, but eventually the cock sprang to life and once it did it took only a couple minutes to retrieve his cum. I got up and watched my beautiful ******** lose as Abby wiped cum off her lips.

Amy announced, "And now for the final round of extreme musical fucking chairs. The winner will be the first ever champion of this probably annual new event. Jessica you sure seem to be doing well in these events after considering leaving me today."

I looked at her and said, "I will do anything to please you mistress."

Amy smiled and said, "I know you will. So in the final we are going to do something quite different. Jessica and Abby will get in a 69 and the first one to cum loses. Ladies get at it."

I pushed Abby to the ground and soon we were desperately licking each other's pussies. Both used are hands to probe each other's cunts and attempt to find the magical g-spot. Unfortunately for me, she found mine first as she slid one finger up my ass, had another in my cunt and I came hard all over her. As I began to get up Abby said, "Keep licking bitch," and shoved my head back between her legs. I got her off in only a couple more minutes and stood up pissed that I had lost.

Abby announced "There will be a 10 minute break before the final event of the night. The score with one event to go is Jessica 15, Becky 13, Abby 12, Ashley 11 and Zelda 8."

I went over to Becky and said, "How you holding up?"

"Fine," she responded and said, "You have been amazing today mom."

I shrugged and said, "I don't know what is in me, but as soon as the event starts all I want to do is win."

"Well that you have been doing."

"Except the last one," I said frustrated.

"You can't win them all mom."

"I suppose," I responded, "But I hated losing to that bitch."

"******," my ******** said in a faux shocked tone, "what has happened to my prim and proper mommy."

I smiled, leaned into her and whispered, "She died." I then kissed my ******** passionately.

Becky eventually broke the kiss and said, "Fuck you're a slut mommy, but I have to go pee before the last event."

"I should too," I said and we both went to the washroom.

When we got in there we both were shocked to see Zelda dripping in urine. Zelda looked at us and said, "Please straddle my face and pee on me."

Becky shrugged and said, "No problem bitch." She then did exactly that and sprayed her golden stream all over Zelda's face and hair. She then turned to me and said, "Your turn mommy."

I slowly moved to Zelda and straddled her, but couldn't pee. Zelda then moved forward and put her tongue directly on my pee hole. The pressure was all I needed and I peed all over the rich little girl. If she was humiliated she didn't show it as she opened her mouth and tried to ***** as much of my urine as she could. When I was done she licked the last drops of piss from my cunt and said, "Thank you."

I looked down at her and said absurdly, "Your welcome." I then moved away from her trying to avoid any urine on the floor. I went to the sink and washed my hands, legs and feet and then returned for the final event.

Amy was on stage and waved us sluts over to her. The four of us, Zelda was still in the bathroom, stood side by side waiting our final task. Amy then announced, "And now for the final event...Fantasy. Each girl will have one minute to tell the audience their dirtiest fantasy. They then will be scored by the judges. Up first is Ashley."

Ashley came forward and began, "Well as many of you know I am training for the Olympics. In my fantasy I, of course, win gold and it is at the after party where things get crazy. At the party I am seduced and then dominated by the luscious black women from the South African countries. First I am pleased by many women as they sensually please my whole body. After I have orgasm after orgasm, I am ****** to please all the women. I eat pussy after pussy after pussy as dark skinned African men fuck my pussy and ass filling both my holes with their cum. I want ever load to fill my pussy and ass until it is dripping out of me."

Amy clapped and said, "Very nice Ashley, now let's see if that is a gold medal performance. Judges."

The first judge gives her a 9, the second a 9 as well and the third an 8.

Amy said, "Wow those are very good numbers. The bar has been set high tonight. Up next is our little reporter slut Abby."

Abby grabbed the mic and began, "Well I would be at the Olympics as a reporter, just kidding. No in my fantasy I would become a famous reporter and get to interview all the celebrities. I would get a reputation as being a very thorough journalist who has an expert tongue. I would become a celebrity pussy pleaser, pleasing the pussies of all the top movie stars, divas and so forth. I would be invited to parties where I would just be placed in a bedroom to eat pussy after pussy."

Amy came forward and said, "Well there are some celebrities I would love to have and," she paused for effect, "some I already have. Judges the scores."

The judges were not overly impressed as she got two 7's and a 5.

Amy said, "That keeps Ashley in first with 26 and Abby a distant second with 19. Up next is Becky."

Becky paused for a second before she began, "Well I am on a girl's college volleyball team and most of my teammates are fucking hot. In my fantasy, which I plan to make a reality, I would seduce my team one by one. I would start with Karen, she is a freshman who is a virgin by choice. She is from Wisconsin and apparently they don't believe in sex before marriage. I would seduce her slowly and then turn her into my personal sex toy before offering her here to you all as a contestant at next year's party if that is allowed. I would then get her to help me seduce the other members. After they were all seduced, I would offer us to our black sexy coach and we would all serve her as obedient white sluts as God made us. Thank you."

Amy exclaimed, "Well that is the first time someone has offered us a virgin. Becky you make sure you keep us posted on this exciting conquest. Now judges if you would."

The judges, not surprisingly, liked Becky's fantasy as she received a nine and two eights.

Amy shrugged and said, "Well Becky that was a great fantasy but not enough to take the lead from slut Ashley. Now last, but certainly not least, Jessica."

I grabbed the microphone and began, "Before the last few days my greatest fantasy was two orgasms from my husband in the same week. Now today I have so many fantasies that I know can come true. I want to go to a board meeting as Mrs. Heet's white whore and be ****** to please every board member; I want to go to a glory hole and suck cock after cock; I want to go to my ********* college, walk into the boy's locker room and have them take turns fucking all three of my holes; I want to have my own 18 year old high school girl as my personal slave when I need to get off at school; I want to be a part of my ********* exciting fantasy; I want to please every man and woman here; lastly, I want to be the best slave to Mistress Amy ever. My fantasy has become my reality." I then dropped to my knees in complete submissive compliance.

Amy in awe by my words said, "Well that was cheating a bit my slut, but I sure as hell enjoyed it. Judges what is the verdict?"

The judges were almost unanimous as I got two 10's and a 9.

Amy said, "Well that is official slut Jessica with 29 wins this round and the crown of complete whore for the night. Your reward is you get to use the other slaves as you see fit tonight. The final score in case anyone cares is Jessica with an impressive 20, Becky 16, Ashley 15, Abby14 and Zelda, who is still in the bathroom as our personal toilet, 8. Now as you ladies collect your wagers or count your losses, feel free to have another *****, use a slave or fuck each other, whatever. Jessica get over and eat my pussy."

I eagerly obliged savouring every lick of my mistress's perfect pussy. I lapped slowly, teasing her; I fingered her gently, probing her; eventually when she was close she pushed my face into her pussy and rubbed her pussy all over me until she came. I then got up and looked around. The event had turned into an orgy. Becky was being fucked from behind by a big black stud, I couldn't tell pussy or ass, as she sucked on another stiff rod. Abby was fucking an obese black woman with a strap-on; Ashley was in between some sexy black woman's legs as an older black man fucked her ass. Around the room other woman were eating each other; men were getting blow jobs; men were fucking women; a black elderly man was sucking a cock while another black man was being fucked by a strap-on. All perversities were in full scale. Suddenly I felt a hand on my waist and soon felt a cock in my ass. I obediently began bouncing back on it eager to feel it fill me completely. He eventually came in my ass and over the next hour I had two more loads of cum fill me, one in my mouth and the other in my cunt. I ate out a few more pussies and then as things calmed down I grabbed Abby Walker and said, "Lick my ass whore."

She began to say something but I slapped her in the face and then pulled her face into my ass cheeks. I looked and saw that Ashley and Becky were both pleasing a pretty 20 something woman while most of the others were leaving or already had left. After a few minutes of humiliating the reporter bitch, I had her eat my pussy to a breathtaking orgasm.

As I looked over Ashley and Becky were now in a 69 and both were fingering each other furiously as they lapped at each other's ripe pussies. As I watched intently, Mrs. Heet came over to me and said, "That was a very ambitious fantasy slut. But I would hate for you to lose your job or me to have certain secrets revealed. But I would like to have you as my personal hostess at my weekly card night with some of my closest friends."

I smiled and said, "Wouldn't miss it maam. When is it?"

"Thursday evening at 7. Of course I would like you there at 6 to get into the proper attire."

"Of course," I responded.

She leaned in and kissed me. When she broke the kiss she said, "I will e-mail you my address and bring your ********."

"Yes maam," I responded and watched her go.

Amy called me over and said, "Did Mrs. Heet invite you over to your house?"

"Yes mistress," I answered.

"She loves to humiliate just so you know."

"That doesn't surprise me at all."

"Anyways, you still need to be punished, but I have not decided how yet, but leave next Saturday open as that is when it will take place."

"Yes mistress."

"OK, I am exhausted, I am going to bed; you can let yourself out whenever you wish."

"Thanks mistress," I answered.

She smiled and said, "You can call me Amy sweetheart."

"Goodnight Amy," I said as my heart warmed with her generosity.

My ******** was brought to one last glorious orgasm and the night came to an end. We both made it home exhausted and slept in the next day till after church.

I got dressed, hoping to look good for when Lauren arrived for her training with my ********...hoping to be a part of the training,

The end for now...

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Bedding the Babysitter


My name is Megan. I am a 35 year old single woman with a two year old *****.

Jenny was the perfect sitter. She went to a private school and always wore the plaid skirt and knee high nylons (I found it interesting that she wore knee high nylons and not socks like most girls). She always wore her dark brown hair in pigtails or a braid and her glasses made her look like a nerd or a geek, whatever term you prefer. Anyways, Jenny was in grade 12 and had turned 18 a couple months ago when I started noticing that she was often checking out my long legs, which I always showcase, or my large breasts, which I also showcase. I started wondering if she was a dyke and decided to find out. I knew from conversations that she was always online and I decided to research what she does online. Now I should note I am computer technician and can easily find out what sites someone goes to. As I followed her online the next 3 days I learned a lot about her. She always went to a band website and played tunes online as she surfed. Next she always checked her e-mail and had her msn on. She then would go to a teen advice site and read all the new questions and often gave advice to them or just commented. After that it varied looking up author sites, doing research for homework, etc. But she always ended the night by going to The hyperlink is visible to registered members only! and reading sex stories. She always started on the newest stories and then would search lesbian sex stories. Sometimes she clicked on titles, other times she would search using words including: **********, submissive, obey, school girl, etc. Some of the titles she read included: "Suburban **********", "Cynthia's **********", "The Professor's New Toy", "Bashful Betty" and most interesting "Seducing the Babysitter". It became clear to me that she was a submissive looking for someone to dominate her. I decided to message her about some advice she gave on the question of releasing pressure. The question was "How do you release stress?" She responded "All girls are different. And although I can advise on almost any academic topic, I have never been able to release my stress."

I sent an email that stated: "Hi, I am sorry for emailing you personally. But after reading your response, I thought I should personally respond to you. I am an expert at training people to release stress. I should note that my plan is very unorthodox and you must be very honest with me if you want true release. Love Megan."

15 minutes later Jenny replied "Thanks for the e-mail. I really appreciate it. I am very curious to learn more about this. What do I do next? Jenny."

I waited until the next day to make her sweat and then emailed "Dear sweet Jenny, if you are seriously interested, you must answer the following survey. You must be completely honest for your treatment to work. If I learn you lied to me, I will quit the treatment instantly. "With that I sent the email. She responded in minutes.

Name: Jenny

Age: 18

Eye Color: Brown

Hair Color: Brown

Favourite Movie: A Walk to Remember

Favourite Band: Tegan & Sara

Three passions: Reading, writing, movies

What is your biggest stress: Getting into Harvard.

How do you deal with stress: Music, reading

How often do you masturbate: At least once a day, it too releases stress

When did you last masturbate: Last night.

What did you masturbate about: This is embarrassing but I was fantasizing about being told what to do by a cheerleader at my school. She doesn't even acknowledge I exist and she is a bitch to everyone below her, yet I can't help but think about being dominated by her.

What is your most constant fantasy: I also fantasize about being seduced by an older woman who teaches me how to please a woman completely.

Describe your sex life: My fingers, I am a virgin.

Describe your perfect boy and/or girl: A woman who is older, powerful, understanding.

What are you wearing right now? I am in a pair of pink pajamas.

Last question: One secret that no one knows about you: I like to masturbate while wearing pantyhose and no underwear as I love the feel of silk on my legs and vagina. I guess I have a nylon fetish.

The survey answered all my questions and I knew she would be easy prey. My next e-mail was as follows:

Dear Jenny:

Thank you for answering the survey so thoroughly. Such honesty will lead to a complete cure to your stress problems. We will start the program today. My msn # is 456767. Please msn me as soon as you get this.

A few minutes later I got a beep.

Jen78ph: Hi. This is Jenny.

DrMeg: Hi Jenny. How are you?

Jenny78ph: Good.

DrMeg: What does 78ph mean?

Jenny78ph: 78 is a random number. Ph=pantyhose.

DrMeg: I see. Where do you live? I am an American living in Boston.

Jenny78ph: No way. I live in Boston too.

DrMeg: Very interesting. Maybe we will meet someday. Anyways, your survey made it clear you lack self-confidence. Would you say that is true?

Jenny78ph: I suppose, I am average looking and considered to be a nerd by most at my school.

DrMeg: I see. Confidence begins by looks and fashion. For example, I am wearing a garter and stockings right now, with a skirt and a tight sweater. These build my confidence as I get many looks from other men and women. What are you wearing?

Jenny78ph: Just jeans and a t-shirt.

DrMeg: Yet you like wearing nylons?

Jenny78ph: Yes.

DrMeg: Right now, I want you to change into nylons. Do you have any stockings or thigh high nylons.

Jenny78ph: I only have pantyhose. What are thigh highs?

DrMeg: They are stockings with an elastic top to hold them up by themselves around your thigh.

Jenny78ph: Oh, my mom has some.

DrMeg: Go put them on.

Jenny78ph: Um, ok. I will be back in a few.

About 4 minutes later.

Jenny78ph: I am back.

DrMeg: What are you wearing now?

Jenny78ph: Beige thigh highs, a long skirt and the same t-shirt.

DrMeg: Better. Now I want you to wear a skirt that is short enough for people to notice your thigh highs if you are sitting.

Jenny78ph: Ok.

A couple minutes later.

Jenny78ph: I'm back and you can indeed see the top of these thing s with this skirt.

DrMeg: Good. It is all about your imagination.

Jenny78ph: I don't mean to be rude, but how will this help me relive my stress.

DrMeg: All in good time darling. Now I want you to look at yourself in the mirror. What do you see?

Jenny78ph: Um, still me, although I do look sexier.

DrMeg: Do you like the new look?

Jenny78ph: Yes.

DrMeg: Good. Now I want you to go to the mall and buy yourself your own pair of thigh highs. If possible get the following colors: black, white, pink and mocha.

Jenny78ph: Um ok. Then what?

DrMeg: While you are out pay attention if anyone notices the new you. Then msn me when you get back.

Jenny78ph: Will you be online?

DrMeg: Maybe. But keep online if you are home and we are bound to hook up.

Jenny78ph: Ok.

3 hours later.

Jenny78ph: Hi, I am back.

Jenny78ph: I got all the colors you requested and I also bought a red pair. They were on sale buy 6 get one free. So I got an extra black pair and one beige pair too.

DrMeg: Great to hear you did so well. How did you feel going out dressed like that?

Jenny78ph: Great actually. A few boys seemed to notice me and the saleslady was super nice complimenting me on my purchase.

DrMeg: I told you, how you dress is how you feel.

Jenny78ph: I did feel a little slutty though.

DrMeg: Dressing sexy does not make you slutty. ******** with a bunch of people makes you slutty. So I take it from your questionnaire you are a lesbian?

Jenny78ph: Um, my fantasies are about girls, but I am not groused out by boys.

DrMeg: Why older women?

Jenny78ph: I have no idea. I get excited by them more. They seem so sure of themselves. So powerful.

DrMeg: I see. Older women do have experience, unlike teen boys.

Jenny78ph: I wouldn't know.

DrMeg: This cheerleader you fantasize about. Is she a lesbian?

Jenny78ph: No, she is dating a boy in college.

DrMeg: I see. I have a job for you tonight.

Jenny78ph: Ok.

DrMeg: Write a brief fantasy about you and the cheerleader and email it to me.

Jenny78ph: Um, I am not sure I can do that.

DrMeg: It doesn't have to be porn, just a detailed fantasy. This will help me help you.

Jenny78ph: Ok, I will try.

DrMeg: I have to go help another patient. I will talk to you tomorrow.

Jenny78ph: Ok. 

DrMeg: Goodnight.

Jenny78ph: Goodnight.

I then logged out and watched what she did online. She went instantly to literotica and searched stories. After about 20 minutes she logged out. She read a lengthy story called "The Complete **********" which is an amazing story.

Next morning in my e-mail was an email from Jenny. She is more creative then I thought:

I was leaving school when I remembered I left by book I needed to finish reading in my gym looker. I walked into the gym and saw Karen naked just getting dressed. She smiled at me and said 'Hey Jenny, why don't you take a picture it lasts longer.' I apologized and she said, 'Actually Jenny you can do me a favor'. I say sure and she says 'Come here.' I walk over and she kisses me. She then says, 'My vagina needs to be cleaned, why don't you clean it for me.' I feign protest but I slowly drop to my knees and begin licking her vagina. I do it slowly, but she demands, 'Lezzie, suck my cunt, make me cum.' She then grabs my head and shoves my face into her wet vagina. I suck on her vagina lips and try to shove my tongue inside her. She eventually has an orgasm. She then demands 'Get undressed.' I quickly do. She then pushes me back onto the bench and devourers me. She licks me, fingers me, brings me to an intense orgasm. She then kisses me and I taste my own juices. She breaks the kiss and says, 'You are now my property. You will be our little cheerleader pussy pleaser. Do you understand?' I nod yes. She then tells me to meet her hear again tomorrow to start my new role.

I was impressed. This would be easier than I thought.

That night:

Jenny78ph: Are you there?

Jenny78ph: That story was so embarrassing. I have been stressed about it all day.

DrMeg: Hi honey. That story was very good. No reason to be ashamed. Fantasy is natural and a great way to relieve stress.

Jenny78ph: Really?

DrMeg: Of course. I fantasize too.

Jenny78ph: About?

DrMeg: Many things. Your fantasy turned me on a bit.

Jenny78ph: Really?

DrMeg: Yes really. So did you masturbate after writing your fantasy?

Jenny78ph: Yes...twice.

DrMeg: Good. Now the next step of your program.

At this exact moment I called her and asked if she wanted to babysit tonight. She did not really want to, but I told her I was desperate and that she was my last hope. She reluctantly agreed.

Jenny78ph: Sorry, the phone rang and I have to go babysit for my neighbor in an hour.

DrMeg: That is ok. I am going out myself tonight. I have a date with my girlfriend.

Jenny78ph: Like a friend who is a girl or a 'girlfriend'.

DrMeg: Truthfully, she is a whore of mine. I have a few women who service me sexually.

Jenny78ph:???

DrMeg: Just kidding.

Jenny78ph: Oh.

DrMeg: Actually, do you want to know a secret of mine.

Jenny78ph: Yes.

DrMeg: I wasn't kidding. I have a woman coming over tonight who I am going to use to release my stress. When you are ready and more confident you will be able to release your stress through sex too.

Jenny78ph: Not sure I will ever be that confident.

DrMeg: I promise we will find your happy place. Although maybe you are submissive.

Jenny78ph: Submissive?

DrMeg: Yes, maybe you need to be told what to do. Actually you probably are. Let's find out. When you go to babysit, I want you to wear the shortest skirt you have, and thigh highs that match.

Jenny78ph: To babysit?

DrMeg: Yes. Are you going to do as I say?

Jenny78ph: Yes, sorry for questioning you.

DrMeg: It's ok. I have to go and shave for tonight. Do you shave your special place?

Jenny78ph: I trim it.

DrMeg: Do so before you go out tonight.

Jenny78ph: OK.

DrMeg: I must get going. I will talk to you later tonight.

Jenny78ph: Bye.

I then got ready for my fake date. I would go out for an hour or so for my plan to come into action. I was dressed in a black leather skirt, beige stockings and a red blouse. She arrived dressed in one of her plaid school skirts, mocha thigh highs, and her white school blouse. You could clearly see she was wearing thigh highs.

" Wow, you look very sexy Jenny," I complimented her. "Do you have a late night date?"

"Thanks Miss Cameron. You look pretty too and no I was trying something new."

"Well it works," I said. "So I got a hot date. Max is already asleep, so you can watch a dvd if you want. I think you will like the dvd in the machine it is a great movie."

" Ok, have fun," she said all bubbly.

"Oh, I will," I said ever-so-coyly.

After I left, I snuck back in and watched from the kitchen.

She sat on the couch and pressed play on the DVD. What she saw was me with a strap-on fucking the pussy of a pretty 21 year old coed I seduced a while ago. The girl, I can't remember her name now, was screaming "Yes mistress, fuck me, bang my tight pussy." I allowed the scene to go on for a couple minutes and long enough to see Jenny's hand slide under her skirt when I decided to 'return home.' I snuck back out and came in the front door to the sounds of the dvd "Yes mistress, pound me, I'm cumming." When I entered, Jenny stumbled to cover herself, but could not in time. I looked at the TV and faked, "Oops, that was not the movie you were suppose to see."

She apologized and begged me "Please don't tell my ******."

I smiled. "Jenny, Jenny, Jenny. Jenny78ph .Have you not figured it out? "

Jenny sat there stunned. There was a long delay until the lightbulb came on. "Oh, um, I, wait, you're DrMeg?

"Yes I am and I am about to relive all your stress."

The confusion in her overwhelmed her. She looked bewildered.

"Jenny it is all right. You are a lesbian and submissive; I am a lesbian and dominant."

Jenny still trying to get the whole ordeal straight in her mind stood there in a trance.

"Jenny ," I said gently, "If you are willing you will become my slave. If you agree, you must obey every order. I do not tolerate disobedience. If you do not want to submit to me, you may leave. I will still pay you for the night."

Jenny looked me directly in my eye. I smiled. She looked tentative, yet I knew she would not disobey me.

"Sweet Jenny it is time. If you are want me to become your mistress you simply need to undress for me."

Jenny's eyes never left mine as she started to unbutton her blouse. Her hands trembled slightly, but slowly the blouse dropped to the floor. Her small, perky breasts peaked out from her white lace bra.

"You are very beautiful Jenny," I encouraged. "Please take off the skirt."

Jenny obeyed sliding the skirt down her stocking clad legs. She stood in front of me in her bra, white panties and mocha thigh highs. I looked down and saw her toenails were painted purple. She looked so adorable and good enough to eat.

I walked to her and as my hand touched her skin she shivered. She looked pleadingly into my eyes, secretly begging for me to please her. I moved in for a kiss so soft, just brushing her tender lips. I then moved to her ear. I nibbled on her ear lobe, my hot breath flowing into her ear. She quivered and let out a soft moan. I then whispered, "Jenny."

She whispered back, almost inaudible, "Yes."

"Are you ready?"

"Yes."

I moved down her neck, giving gentle soft kisses. I got to her breasts and expertly unhooked her bra. I then licked, nibbled and sucked on her perky breasts. Her breathing got harder. My tongue slid down her belly. I got to her panties and slowly, seductively, slid them off. Without instructions she lifted her foot to allow them to fall to the floor. The ripe young lesbian to be stood before me naked, except for a pair of silk thigh high stockings. I gave her one gentle lick on her newly shaved pussy and then allowed my tongue to roam down her left leg. I lifted her foot to my mouth and took each delicate toe into my mouth. Her breathing got heavier. I moved back up to her delicious pussy and gave her one more lick, before sliding down her right leg and did the same thing. Then I moved up, kissing behind her knee, her mid thigh, her clit, up her belly and then her lips. She eagerly kissed me back, moaning in my mouth. I broke the kiss and led her to my bedroom. I laid her on my bed and kissed her again. Our tongues twisted and turned. I then moved back down and began licking her virgin pussy. The nectar was so sweet and she was so wet. With my veteran tongue, I had her quaking an orgasm in a couple minutes screaming with pleasure. But I did not stop. I licked more, sliding a finger inside her tight hole, and pumped it in and out. Jenny screamed, "Oh my god, don't stop, yes, yes, I'm cumming again." She bucked up and then collapsed back down exhausted from the double orgasm.

I got up and went to the closet. I slid out of my outfit, leaving on my stockings, and hooked on my smallest strap-on. I came back to the bed and said, "Jenny, are you ready for your mistress to fuck you."

She looked me straight in the eye and surprising me said, "Please, fuck me mistress. I need your cock in me so bad."

I move it to her mouth and without instruction, she began sucking on it. Seeing this petite, shy virgin sucking my plastic cock really had me turned on. After a minute or so, I pulled out and slowly slid my cock in her. She was so drenched, the cock filled her completely quickly and as I started pumping in and out she began to get animated. The shy, reserved nerd begged, "Fuck me, harder, harder. Fill my cunt completely. Make me your whore" I pumped away. She came again and again, collapsing for a second time.

I took the cock off and went and got a couple glasses of water. I returned and she had not moved an inch. I handed her the water and she downed the whole cup. She looked me straight in the eye and said, "Let me please you."

I smiled and said, "Jenny. You will be pleasing me many, many times. Now crawl between my legs and please your new mistress."

Eagerly, Jenny obeyed and began licking. For a pussy licking rookie, she was very good. She licked, she sucked, she probed with her finger and when she could tell I was close, she surprised me and slid a finger up my ass. It triggered an intense orgasm and I covered my pretty teen with my love juices.

She looked up at me, smiled and said, "I read it in a story online."

I laughed. "Well keep reading, that was amazing."

She crawled up to me and asked, "Does it always feel this amazing?"

"It can. Although you should understand, that I was very gentle with you tonight. I won't always be. "

"I understand. I want you to dominate me. I want you to treat me like a slut. I need it."

"You are going to make a great slave," I look at the clock and realize it has been almost two hours. I kiss her again and saw, "You understand that I will share you with friends. I will take you to places you have not even imagined. "

"I understand and eagerly await what you have instore for me."

I got on all fours and said, "Lick my asshole."

"Yes mistress," she obeyed and pulled my ass cheeks apart and began licking my dark dime. She worked hard to slip her tongue as deep inside my ass as she could. Her eagerness to please was so fucking adorable. I then shoved her face into my pussy and came on her face a second time.

I then sent her home and told her tomorrow we were going out on the town. She asked where and I just shrugged and said, "You'll see, but wear the same thing you did today."

"Yes mistress, " she said. She got dressed, I kissed her and she went home.

I walked over and was stunned when she said, "You have been checking my body out all semester, haven't you, Jenny?"

My face ruby red now, I again stammered, trying to hide my guilt, "N-n-no, I have not."

"Don't lie," she smiled, putting her hand on my shoulder. "You have been literally drooling over me and had to wipe your chin."

Her touch had me rattled and I couldn't even complete a rational sentence. "Um, I, I mean, I...."

She gently but firmly pushed down on my shoulders and my legs gave away as I was lowered onto my knees. "It was really hot today Jenny, and cheerleading practice was exhausting. I feel so diiiiirty," she said, stressing the word dirty.

My face was directly in front of her vagina and I was staring at it, lost in thought.

"What're you staring at, Jenny?" she asked, her tone saying she knew exactly what I was staring at.

I ****** myself away from her vagina and looked up past her large breasts and into her eyes.

Smiling knowingly, she invited in a way where 'no' wasn't an option, "My vagina needs to be cleaned, why don't you clean it for me?"

I feigned reluctance, "Um, I-I-I am not a lesbian."

"Neither am I. I love fucking boys. But girls are way better at licking pussy," she smiled, reaching for my head and pulling me into her sweet sex.

I gave no resistance as I was 'invited' into my first act of lesbian activity. I extended my tongue and made contact with her vagina.

She moaned, "Does nerdy little Jenny like my pussy?"

I stammered, already addicted, "Y-y-yes."

I licked slowly up and down on her vagina pussy lips, trying to please her and savour her unique and addictive taste. After a couple of minutes, I concentrated on her clit which made her legs tremble as she let out a loud moan.

"That's it my pet, lick my cunt good," she ordered.

Being called a pet had my own vagina getting wet and I eagerly continued pleasing the most beautiful girl I knew in school. I swirled my tongue around her clit, I sucked it in my mouth. I was addicted to her unique taste and never wanted to have this moment end.

Suddenly her hand on my head, she demanded, "Fuck, you lezzie-slut, suck my cunt, make me orgasm." She roughly pulled my head deeper into her vagina and began moving her body on my face. Always being a people-pleaser, I became a pussy-pleaser too, eagerly licking and sucking as I penetrated her vagina with my tongue.

Her moans got louder and I was soon rewarded with the sweetest taste God had created as her juices flooded out of her onto my tongue, lips and face. I continued to quench my unquenchable thirst, wanting more and more as I drowned in my ********** and in her perfection.

Once her orgasm had run its course, she looked down at me and ordered, "Get undressed."

I stood up and obeyed, hands trembling, and began to unbutton my blouse.

"Hurry up, slut," she snapped impatiently.

I again obeyed, a mixture of anticipation and trepidation colliding in my mind. Once naked, I never felt more vulnerable as she looked me over. She asked, "Why do you hide such a beautiful body with such unflattering clothes?"

My face flushed again at getting a compliment from the girl I had fantasized about forever, the girl that made me reconsider my sexuality. "I-I-I don't know."

"You don't know how sexy you are, do you?" she asked, moving towards me.

"Um, I," I babbled unable to complete a full thought, drowning in the compliments and in the desire to be touched.

Reaching for me, she asked, her finger slowly moving between my breasts, "Do you want me to eat your cunt?"

"Yes," I whispered, almost inaudible.

"Pardon?" she asked, her finger slowly gliding around my erect right nipple.

"Yes, please," I whimpered at her touch.

"Yes, please, what?" she kept asking, her fingers pinching my nipple.

"Aaaaah, please lick my vagina," I moaned, giving myself to her.

"Vagina!" she laughed softly, her fingers meandering to my other nipple. "What else can you call that sweet box of yours?"

I paused, I almost never swore, but her fingers pinching my nipple had me distracted and horny. "My pussy," I moaned again, feeling a mixture of pleasure and pain.

"What else?" she asked, her finger now travelling slowly south.

Wanting her to touch me down there, to lick me, I answered, "My cunt, please touch my cunt."

"Good girl," she moaned, leaning forward and taking my breast in her mouth as her finger traced my wet vagina lips.

I quivered and let out an uncontrolled moan.

She pushed me onto the bench and moved between my trembling legs. Looking up at me, she asked, "Tell me what you want, my pet."

"Eat my cunt," I demanded. "I need to come so baaaaaad."

"Tell me you are a lezzie-slut," she demanded back, flicking my clitoris with her tongue.

My whole body quaked with one touch and I declared my sexuality without hesitation. "I'm a lezzie-slut. I love licking your beautiful pussy and will be your lezzie-slave who drops to her knees anytime, anywhere, to get just a taste of your perfection."

"Fuck, that is hot," she purred, burying her face between my legs. As her tongue did slow paintbrush strokes all over my pussy, my breathing got heavy. Usually it takes a while to come, but in a couple of minutes I could feel the volcano eruption of lust bubbling inside.

"Oh god, fuck, my cunt is burning," I moaned, as she slid a finger inside me.

She hooked her finger inside my inferno and began tapping on my g-spot.

I had spasm after spasm like an epileptic person as the volcano, dormant since the beginning of time, bubbled over. I felt fireworks in my head, chills through my entire body and a euphoria I didn't know possible as my orgasm hit.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck," I screamed, babbling incoherently as my brain went blank and sexual energy poured through me.

She pulled her fingers out of me as the never-ending orgasm continued through my body. She leaned in and kissed me. I could taste my own juices on her lips; it was so naughty, so sweet and so natural.

Sadly, all good things must come to an end and she broke the kiss. Looking into my eyes, she smiled and said, "You understand you are now my property. You will be our little cheerleader pussy pleaser. Do you agree and understand?"

I nodded yes, knowing I would do anything to taste her again, to feel that feeling of utopia I just experienced.

"Tomorrow you are going to become the cheerleading squad's personal pussy-pleaser," she promised.

"Yes, Mistress Karen," I replied.

I was impressed. She had written a fantasy that was Literotica-worthy and had given me a plethora of insight into her young, submissive mind.

That night we met on MSN, clearly stressed about what she had sent me.

Jenny78ph: Are you there?

Jenny78ph: That story was so embarrassing; I can't believe I sent it. I have been stressed about it all day thinking about what you must think of me. It was bad, wasn't it, and you were shocked?

I waited a few minutes before responding, not wanting to look too eager. I was portraying the voice of knowledgeable reason, dontcha know!

DrMeg: Hi, my dear. There is no reason to be ashamed and it certainly wasn't shocking or bad. Fantasy is natural and a great way to relieve stress.

Jenny78ph: Really? You're not mad?

DrMeg: Of course not. I fantasize too.

Jenny78ph: About?

DrMeg: Many things. Your fantasy turned me on a lot and told me so much about you. I enjoyed how real the fantasy was, you could probably write for Literotica with that nasty mind of yours.

Jenny78ph: Really? OMG, I am SO embarrassed. You think I have a nasty mind?

DrMeg: Yes, you really do. But do not be embarrassed, be proud. By writing down your fantasy and then sending it to someone who understands you, you have allowed your pent-up frustrations to be released and your true sexual desire to come alive. I assume you got off last night after writing it?

Jenny78ph: Yes...twice.

DrMeg: So I learned a lot from your fantasy, by the way.

Jenny78ph: Like what???

DrMeg: You are very smart, yet insecure.

Jenny78ph: True and true.

DrMeg: You stress easily and have no real outlet to release your stress, so I assume you either read or watch a lot of porn online.

Jenny78ph: OMG! <blushing>

DrMeg: Am I wrong?

Jenny78ph: No, I read a lot online.

DrMeg: A lot of what?

Jenny78ph: Porn, mostly lesbian porn.

DrMeg: And I am guessing it is lesbian porn where one experienced person seduces an inexperienced one.

Jenny78ph: Yes <blushing>

DrMeg: And I am also guessing it is one where one woman dominates and controls another.

Jenny78ph: Am I that transparent?

DrMeg: Not to everyone, but I can also tell you are the submissive one, because after being high-strung and stressed at school or work, you want to just let go and be told what to do.

Jenny78ph: OMG, yes! <mortified blushing>

DrMeg: I want you to finger yourself for me, my dear.

Jenny78ph: Yes, ma'am.

DrMeg: Good girl. It's now time for the next step in your treatment. Do you want an online Mistress to guide you as you learn your true sexuality?

Jenny78ph: Yes!!!!!!!!!

DrMeg: And you will obey my instructions without hesitation?

Jenny78ph: yes, ma'am.

DrMeg: Didn't you call that cheerleader Mistress? You may address me in that fashion if you wish.

Jenny78ph: Sorry, yes Mistress, I will obey ALL your instructions.

DrMeg: Now slide two fingers in that sweet cunt of yours and come for your Mistress Megan.

DrMeg: Come now, my pet.

DrMeg: Now!!!

Jenny78ph: Kkkkkkk, Comiiiiiiiiiiing!!!!

Choosing that exact moment, I picked up the phone and called her cell number. Surprisingly, she picked it up on the fourth ring. Her breathing was stilted and it was obvious she had obeyed my instruction.

"Hi, Ms. Cameron," she said, her voice raspy.

"You ok?" I asked, although I knew exactly why she was breathing like she was.

"Sorry, just finished working out," she covered impressively.

"I hate to ask last minute, but I desperately need a babysitter tonight," I said, adding, "any chance you can be a dear and come over?" I shook my head when I realized I had used the word 'dear'. Luckily she didn't make the correlation that her next door neighbor Megan and her online Mistress Megan were one and the same.

From her hesitation, I could tell she didn't want to come over, she wanted to keep chatting with the cyber me. So I sent her a quick message.

DrMeg: Sorry, but I have to get going. We will continue our conversation tomorrow, is that clear, my dear?

On the phone I pleaded, "Sorry Jenny, but I am so desperate, please, I'll pay you double."

"Sure, sure I'll do it," Jenny said, her usual can't-say-no, people-pleaser self, always sacrificing her own time to help others.

"You're a life-saver," I gushed thankfully. "Can you be here in an hour?"

"Sure, Ms. Cameron," she agreed.

"You can call me Megan," I said, dropping another hint of my double identity.

Jenny said, "OK, thanks, Megan, I'll be there at eight."

"Eight is great," I quipped, before adding, "See you then."

I hung up and saw Jenny had continued our cyber conversation.

Jenny78ph: That is ok, I have to go babysit for my neighbor in an hour.

DrMeg: Fun. I am going out right away. I have a date with my girlfriend.

Jenny78ph: Like a friend who is a girl or a 'girlfriend'?

DrMeg: Truthfully, she is a slave of mine. I have a few women who service me sexually.

Jenny78ph: ???

DrMeg: Just kidding.

Jenny78ph: Oh.

DrMeg: Actually, do you want to know a secret?

Jenny78ph: Yes.

DrMeg: I wasn't kidding. I have a woman coming over tonight I am going to use to release my stress. When you are more confident you will be able to release your stress through sex too.

Jenny78ph: Not sure I will ever be that confident.

DrMeg: I promise we will find your happy place. You have already begun the transition.

Jenny78ph: Ok.

DrMeg: I want you to do something for me.

Jenny78ph: Of course.

DrMeg: When you go to babysit, I want you to wear the shortest skirt you have, and thigh highs that match.

Jenny78ph: To babysit?

DrMeg: Yes. Are you going to do as I say?

Jenny78ph: Yes, sorry for questioning you.

DrMeg: It's ok. I have to go and shave for tonight. Do you shave your special place?

Jenny78ph: I trim it.

DrMeg: Be sure it is nice and trimmed before you go out tonight. You always want to look attractive down there, even if you're the only one who knows.

Jenny78ph: OK.

DrMeg: I must get going. I will talk to you later tomorrow.

Jenny78ph: Ok, thank you...Bye.

I got ready for my fake date. I would go out for an hour or so, giving Jenny enough time for my plan to kick into action. I was dressed in a black leather skirt, beige stockings and a red blouse. Jenny arrived dressed in one of her plaid school skirts that she must have first worn back when her legs were shorter, mocha thigh highs, and her white school blouse. You could clearly see her nylons were thigh highs.

"Wow, you look adorable, Jenny," I complimented her. "Do you have a late-night date?"

"Thanks Ms. Cameron. You look pretty too and no, I was just trying something new and didn't have time to change."

"Well it really works for you," I said, gently squeezing her shoulder. "I've got a hot date. Max is already asleep, so you can watch a DVD if you want. I think you'll like the one in the machine, it's a fun movie."

"Ok, have fun," she said, her usual bubbly self.

"Oh, I will," I said ever-so-coyly.

After I left, I drove to a nearby adult store and picked up a new smaller strap-on I hoped to use on my cute babysitter later tonight. After grabbing a quick bite to eat, I drove home and snuck in the back door, quiet as a mouse.

From the dark kitchen, I checked in on my babysitter.

She was on the couch, her legs open and her hand assumedly pleasuring herself as she watched a scene of me fucking the pussy of a pretty 21-year-old coed I had seduced a while ago. The girl, a sweet submissive volleyball player named Allison, was screaming "Yes Mistress, fuck me, bang my tight pussy!" I allowed the scene to go on for a couple of minutes, long enough to savour Jenny's soft moans, before I decided it was time for me to 'return home.' I snuck back out the back door and came in the front door. I closed it silently to avoid startling my in-the-throes-of- self-pleasure babysitter. The sounds of the DVD echoed through the house, "Yes Mistress, pound me, I'm coming!" When I entered, Jenny scrambled to cover herself, but couldn't do so in time.

I looked at the TV, a sly smile on my face and gasped, faking surprise, "Oops, that wasn't the movie you were supposed to see!"

She stammered, apologized and begged me "I-I-I am s-s-so sorry, Ms. Cameron. P-p-p-please don't tell my ******!"

Her red cheeks expressed both guilt from what she was doing and also the shame that came from being caught in such a compromising position. "It's ok, my dear, masturbation is natural."

"I-I-I am so, so, so sorry," Jenny continued; I found her embarrassment so cute!

"Actually, the fact that you were masturbating to a video of me and my submissive Allison is quite flattering," I mused. "What turned you on the most?"

"I-I-I don't know," she replied, clearly overwhelmed just that we were talking about such things.

"Did you find seeing me with a strap-on exciting?" I asked, moving closer. "Or was it Allison being fucked?" swearing in front of her for the first time. As I reached her, my hand grasped hers and I pulled her up and asked, "Or did you wish that you were the one on all fours getting fucked by my big strap-on cock?"

Her mouth dropped open and she froze in place, speechless. Her mouth opened and closed several times and faint sounds emerged, but no words came out. Adding to her confusion, I then leaned in and kissed her. At first it was gentle and sweet, but once she responded, tentatively at first, I used my tongue to part her lips. She responded more actively and our tongues danced inside each other's mouths. The urgency of the kiss increased as my hands slid down past her waist and beneath her skirt. The background noise of Allison coming on my strap-on enhanced the intensity of our kiss.

I finally broke away and asked, "What does my Jenny78ph want?"

"Pardon?" she asked, the significance of the words not immediately registering.

My hand traced her pussy lips through her wet panties. "Hmmmm, you are very wet, Jenny78 pantyhose."

She let out a soft moan from my touch. "H-h-how do you know my MSN name?"

"Oh, Jenny, Jenny, Jenny. Have you not figured it out?" I smiled, my finger tapping her protruding clit.

Her breathing increased, and my finger was causing her so much distraction she couldn't make the obvious correlation.

I asked, "What is my first name, Jenny?"

"M-M-Megan," she moaned. I watched her face and her lips as she moaned with desire. It was so adorably cute as the light bulb came on and her face brightened to astonishment. She asked, her words coming out stunted as my finger continued putting pressure on her clit, "Oh, um, wait, oh my God, are you Dr. Meg?"

"The one and only," I purred, as my finger slipped past her soiled panties.

"I-I can't believe it," she gasped, astonished by my revelation.

"Yes, my dear, and I am now about to relieve all your stress and satisfy all your curiosity," I promised, my finger now between but not inside her wet pussy lips.

"But how?" she asked, overwhelmed as she began seeing further implications that could stem from this sudden new level of our friendship. I had baked cookies for her when she was fifteen, and now I was touching her twat!

"I've always thought you were sexy... shy but sexy. When I overhauled your computer I searched for clues and found which sites you usually frequent," I explained, before adding with a playful smile, "By the way, for future reference you need to erase your daily history if you don't wish people like your Mom, or conniving neighbors like me, to learn all your secrets."

"Aaaaaaah," she gasped as my finger took the plunge and slowly penetrated her fevered pussy.

"Jenny, it's all right. You're a lesbian and submissive; I am a lesbian and dominant," I explained.

Jenny, still trying to get the whole picture straight in her mind with one less player now on the field, stood there in a sexual trance. Her mind was trying to process the bizarre reality currently happening around her while within, her body was begging for the attention it had long craved.

"Jenny, I know exactly what you need," I told her gently, "even if you don't. You are submissive and a people pleaser, as your naughty story clearly demonstrates. You want to explore your sexuality but don't even know where to start. I'm here to help and guide you, honey."

Jenny looked directly into my eyes. I smiled. She looked tentative, yet I knew she had already made up her mind.

"If you wish me to Jenny, I will teach you how to be a good submissive pet and thus how to pleasure a woman properly and in return be pleasured thoroughly yourself," I continued, my finger now deep inside her, just lingering in her warmth.

"Please," she whispered.

"Please what?" I asked, my mouth close to her ear.

"Please, don't stop," she again whispered, such words difficult for her to say.

"Please don't stop what?" I pressured, pushing her deeper into admitting her desires and needs. I encouraged further responses by moving my finger ever so slowly inside her.

"P-p-please, don't stop fingering me," she elaborated, her breathing getting heavier.

"Do you want to come?" I asked, nibbling on her earlobe.

"God, yes," she moaned.

"Then I need to make something very clear, my dear," I whispered, my tongue darting in and out of her ear.

"Whaaaat?" she asked, distracted by my finger in her pussy and my tongue in her ear.

"If you wish, we will make love today. I will take you to levels of euphoria you have so far only imagined. You will taste your first pussy and I will fuck you," I explained. Suddenly I wondered if she was a virgin. I asked her, "Jenny, are you a virgin?"

"Yes," she admitted, as if such a declaration was admitting something shameful.

"It's ok, Jenny," I soothed. "That's nothing to be ashamed of. You're uncertain about your sexuality, and tonight I will help you discover and confirm your true sexuality."

"Kkkkkk," she whimpered, my finger causing her great pleasure but also great need, a constant teasing distraction, but also a goad.

"But I need to warn you: if you submit to me tonight, I will expect you to become my permanent submissive. If you surrender to me, you must henceforward obey every order I give without hesitation, and I do not tolerate disobedience. I know what you need and how to provide what you crave, but in return I expect unconditional loyalty," I explained, my finger touching, ever so briefly, her g-spot. Her legs trembled and I added, knowing her true submissive nature was taking over, "If you do not wish to submit to me, if you are not ready to agree to my terms, you may leave. We will pretend this never happened, I will still pay you double for tonight as promised and you will be free to continue to babysit Max if you're comfortable doing so knowing what you now know."

Her mind was clearly processing all my terms and all the things I was doing to her body. If there was an internal struggle between good girl Jenny and sexually curious Jenny, it was a brief one.

Going for broke, confident I was reading her correctly, I released her and backed up a few feet to say, "My dear sweet Jenny, it is time for you to decide. If you wish for me to become your Mistress, you simply need to undress for me."

Jenny's eyes never left mine as she began to obey my order instantly by reaching for a button and slowly beginning to unbutton her blouse. Her hands were trembling slightly as she tossed the blouse on the floor. Her small, perky breasts peeked out from her white lace bra.

"You are very beautiful, Jenny," I encouraged. "Please remove the skirt."

Jenny obeyed, sliding the skirt down her stocking-clad legs. She was then standing in front of me in her bra, white panties and mocha thigh highs. I looked down and saw her toenails were painted purple while her lipstick was light pink... but never mind fashion nuances for now. Overall, she looked so adorable, and good enough to eat!

I stepped back to her and as my hands grasped her shoulders, she was shivering. She looked pleadingly into my eyes, silently begging for me to pleasure her. I moved in for a soft kiss, just brushing her tender lips. I then moved to an ear. I nibbled on her earlobe, my hot breath flowing into her ear. She quivered and let out a soft moan. I then whispered, "Jenny..."

She whispered back, almost inaudibly, "Yes?"

"...are you ready?"

"Yes."

I moved down her neck, trailing gentle soft kisses. When my kisses reached her breasts, I unhooked her bra, allowing it to fall to the carpet. I licked, nibbled and sucked on her perky, firm breasts. I teased her nipples; I splattered her with butterfly kisses. Her breathing again increased from her desire. My tongue slid down her belly. I reached her panties and slowly, seductively, drew them down until they fell around her ankles. Requiring no urging, she stepped out of them. The ripe young lesbian-to-be now stood before me naked except for a pair of thigh-high stockings. Kneeling, I gave her one gentle lick across her freshly trimmed pussy and allowed my tongue to roam down her left leg. I lifted her foot to my mouth and through the transparent silky fabric of her stocking, took each delicate toe into my mouth. Her breathing became heavier, more laboured. I moved back up to her delicious pussy and gave her one more long, wide lick, before gliding down her right leg and replicating my toe-sucking on that foot. I moved up, kissing behind her knee, her mid-thigh, around to her clit, up her belly and then to her lips. She eagerly kissed me back, moaning into my mouth with a new, determined hunger.

I broke the kiss, took her hand and without a word from either of us, led her to my bedroom as she followed pliantly. I lay her on my bed and kissed her again. Our tongues twisted and turned, danced and twirled. I moved back down to her special place and asked, "Does my dear pet want her pussy licked?"

"Yes please," she moaned.

"Tell me what you want, my pet," I purred, my breath hot on her pussy.

"I want you to lick me," she moaned.

"Where?" I asked, again pushing her to say the words.

"My pussy, please lick my pussy, Megan," she pleaded, an intense desperation in her voice, which was adorably sexy.

"Good girl," I purred and leaned forward to lick her virgin pussy. Her nectar was so sweet and she was already dripping wet. I knew her first orgasm would come quickly as her moans told me she was already close to a major stress release. I licked her with long, wide strokes and her moaning increased. I could tell her orgasm was imminent so I grasped her swollen clit between my lips and sucked it in.

She screamed, "Oooooooo myyyyyyyyyy gaawwd!"

Her orgasm quaked through her and the shy, reserved babysitter came sexually alive. As she writhed and screamed from her first intense orgasm, I continued pleasing her, already attempting to build a second orgasm in my new pet even as the first hadn't yet subsided. I continued licking, sucking and nibbling her clit, while I slid a finger inside her warm hole and pumped it in and out. Jenny was screaming, "Oh my god, don't stop, yes, yes, it feels so good!"

I continued to heat her up, getting her revved for more, stoking her need for another climax, but after a few more minutes of licking and fingering, I suddenly stood up, abandoning her to her unreleased urges.

She whimpered, "Noooooo!"

"Get on all fours," I ordered, adding, "and don't you dare touch your cunt, is that understood?"

"Kkkk," she moaned, obeying the order even though she was desperate to come again.

I went downstairs and pulled out the new strap-on I'd bought for this very occasion and returned to my hungry, newly insatiable teenager.

Once back in the bedroom, I slipped out of my clothing while my babysitter looked on impatiently, but without complaint. I was soon as naked as she was except for our stockings. I asked, "Does my pet babysitter want to get fucked?"

"So bad," she finally felt at liberty to say, staring at the cock in my hand.

I fastened the harness in place and sauntered up to her. "Has Pet Jenny ever sucked a cock?"

"No," she said, shaking her head.

"Does she want to suck mine?" I asked, my anatomically correct cock now directly in front of her.

"Yes, ma'am," she answered.

"When we are alone I am your Mistress, Jenny. Is that understood? You do want a Mistress, don't you?" I asked.

The hesitation was brief before she responded as expected, "Yes, I truly do, Mistress Megan."

"Good girl," I purred, knowing that a true submissive lives and breathes for approval. "Now suck my cock, my pet."

She leaned forward and took my plastic cock in her mouth. Watching my cute, shy, sweet teenaged babysitter slowly bobbing up and down on my cock was one of the hottest moments of my life. Anytime I turn a straight girl or pull a bi-curious girl into the world of lesbian **********, I experience a joy and a sense of accomplishment I cannot explain. I don't do it just for the personal pleasure (although that is certainly one reward), I do it primarily to liberate young women from the sexual stereotypes that hold them back. Jenny wanted to be a lesbian, Jenny was submissive, and I had just pushed her over the edge to discovering her true nature, to accepting her true sexuality. Jenny had begun slowly, but soon began moving faster and I briefly imagined she could become a great cock sucker if she were ever to try playing the straight card.

Finally I pulled my cock out of her perfect mouth and asked, "Jenny my pet, are you ready for your Mistress to fuck you?"

She looked me straight in the eye and surprised me for the first time. "Please fuck me, Mistress. I need your cock in me so fucking badly," she begged, the combination of her unexpected foul language coupled with her customary proper grammar absolutely delicious!

I moved her to all fours and joined her on the bed, placing myself behind her. I rubbed my cock up and down her pussy lips and was again surprised when she leaned back abruptly and forecefully, taking my cock inside her.

"You naughty little slut," I quipped playfully.

"Oh God, yes I am," she moaned, "Please fuck me, Mistress."

Never one to deny such a request, I put my hands on her hips and slowly began to slide my cock in and out of her sweet pussy.

She was so drenched my cock easily filled her completely, and as I started pumping in and out she began to get animated. The shy, reserved nerd begged, "Fuck me, harder, even harder! Fill my pussy completely! Make me your whore!"

Watching her complete transformation was so hot and I again obliged, my body thrusting into her. Her body also got involved and she began meeting my thrusts, attempting to get my cock deeper inside her.

As her moans increased I demanded, "Your pussy is called a cunt, my slut. Beg for me to fuck your tight cunt."

"Oh God, Mistress, please pound my dirty cunt with your cock, it feels sooooo good," she moaned.

We continued fucking for a few more minutes, sweat pouring off both of us as over and over our bodies crashed together and became one.

Finally, her breathing had become urgent panting and she screamed, "I'm coming again, Mistress, oh my God, oh my God, yes, yes, fuuuuuuuuck!"

She collapsed forward and I continued pumping her pussy from a new, deeper angle. Her orgasm was continuing through quiver after quiver of pleasure as I slowed my fucking and watched her, my cock still buried deep inside my no-longer-virgin babysitter.

Finally I pulled out of her beautiful cunt, removed my shiny-with-her-juices cock and went for a couple of glasses of water. I returned and she hadn't moved an inch. I handed my exhausted pet a glass of water and after sitting down on the edge of my bed, she downed the whole glass. She looked me straight in the eye and said, "Allow me to please you, Mistress; I want to pleasure your cunt."

Joining her on the bed and lying back, I smiled up at her and promised, "Jenny, you will be pleasuring my cunt many, many times. Now crawl between my legs and begin to please your Mistress."

Eagerly, Jenny crawled between my stocking-clad legs. She looked at my completely shaved pussy, my slightly wet pussy lips, and my swollen clit with the awe of an innocent virgin.

"Go ahead, my pet," I purred, "Lick your Mistress's cunt."

She smiled and again surprised me. "I've wanted to do this for a long time."

"Do what, lick someone's pussy?" I asked.

"No, lick your pussy, Mistress," she answered, admitting, "I've fantasized about you for like, forever."

It was my turn to be surprised. "Really?" I asked, suddenly not completely in control.

"Really, really," she smiled, leaning forward and extending her tongue. I moaned on contact, my pretty babysitter between my legs licking me so sexily. For a pussy-licking rookie, she was very good. She licked, she sucked, she probed me with her fingers. She was like an explorer breaking into new territory, wishing to taste, search and learn about every aspect of my special place.

After a few minutes of her eager tongue, I was close and moaned, "I'm close, my pet slut, sooooo close!"

She took my clit into her mouth and put intense pressure on it and began shaking her head from left to right. This was a technique I had never experienced and I began breathing heavily, my own orgasm now imminent. "Oh, yes, Jenny, fuck, that is so good, more, more!"

Out of the blue she surprised me yet again by sliding a finger in my ass! It triggered the explosion of my orgasm and I flooded my juices all over my adorably cute babysitter's face. "Oh fuck, you nasty sluuuuuuut, I'm comiiiiiing!"

She continued teasing my ass, sucking on my clit and fingering my pussy while my orgasm surged through me. The intensity of the orgasm was so much more powerful than usual that I finally had to push her away. "Fuck, that was amazing, my pet," I whimpered, as I drew my legs together and allowed the last of the orgasm to subside.

She moved up and lay beside me, smiling like a kid on Christmas morning. "I read about that last move in a story online."

I laughed. "Well, keep reading, that was amazing."

She asked, her smile fading to serious, "Does it always feel this amazing?"

"It can. Although you should understand that I was very gentle with you tonight. I won't always be," I warned.

"I understand. But please don't hold back from doing whatever you wish with me: I want you to dominate me. I need you to treat me like a filthy slut, I know that now," she answered, the unhesitant words flowing past her sweet lips sounding so sinfully delicious. "All my fantasies have always been of being treated like a slut, being ****** to do kinky things I would never dare to do on my own."

"You're going to make a great slave," I promised her, kissing her again. But once the tender kiss was broken, I looked at the clock and realized it had been almost two hours. I kissed her again and told her, "You must also understand that I will share you with my friends. I will take you to places you have never even imagined, and this time I mean physical places and sometimes people you've never met."

Her eyes went big, but she pledged me like a good submissive. "I understand Mistress, and eagerly await whatever you have in store for me."

I faced away from her, got on all fours and suddenly ordered, deciding to test her utter obedience, "Then lick my asshole, my pet."

"Yes Mistress," she replied without hesitation, crawling up to my ass. She pulled my ass-cheeks apart, and after a brief pause to admire the view, she leaned forward and began licking my dark dime. Such an eager submissive, she worked hard to poke her rigid tongue deep inside. Her eagerness to please was so fucking adorable and sexy!

Her ********** keeping me horny, I ordered, "On your back, my pussy pleaser."

She again obeyed and I straddled her face. Without requiring any instruction, she again licked my pussy and time stood still as my new pet pleasured me. Finally my second orgasm was building and I began rubbing my pussy all over her sweet face until I came, flooding her face once again with my cum.

Climbing off her, I smiled and said, "Your sweet face looks absolutely adorable, all shiny with my cunt cum."

"Thanks, Mistress," she chirped companionably, like a good girl. She was being appropriately deferential insofar as she was abiding by all the submissive forms, and she was eagerly obedient to whatever I might demand of her, but she wasn't remotely intimidated or fearful. It was as if I had just introduced her to a whole new world, but one where she felt immediately at home. Interesting!

"Wait here," I ordered and returned a minute later with my camera. "Let's take a picture to remember this special day."

I thought she might balk at this potentially risky suggestion, that she might still have an unrevealed trust issue, but instead, she sat up and happily posed for me. I snapped a few pictures of her cunt-cum-covered face, her make-up totally ruined.

Setting the camera down, I came over to the bed and mentioned, "It's getting late."

She looked at the clock and sighed. "I suppose it is."

"Are you free tomorrow?" I asked.

Excited, like a girl being asked out by a boy she was crushing on, she answered, "Yes, yes I am!"

"Then tomorrow I am taking you out for a makeover," I smiled.

"Where?" she asked.

I just shrugged and said, "You'll see, but wear the same outfit you wore today when you went shopping."

"Yes Mistress, "she said, standing up.

She got dressed, we kissed one last time and she went home.

My head spinning with naughty possibilities, I smiled to myself. Tomorrow was going to be fun...

Last night I had completed the seduction and domination of my eighteen-year-old babysitter. Today, a Saturday, I hoped to begin to make her greatest fantasies come true. So after my ex-husband (the less said about him, the better) came and picked up our *** for his customary every-second-weekend custody time, I msn'd Jenny. It was just after lunchtime.

DrMeg: How is Jenny this fine afternoon?

Jenny78ph: Very well, Mistress.

DrMeg: That is good to hear. No regrets about last night's events?

Jenny78ph: None!

DrMeg: Ready for your training to continue?

Jenny78ph: Yes, Mistress.

DrMeg: Are you dressed already?

Jenny78ph: Of course.

DrMeg: Come on over, we will research Karen before we head out to begin your transformation.

Jenny78ph: Transformation?

DrMeg: Of course. Your new look. We are going to make you irresistible to Karen.

Jenny78ph: But what if she doesn't like girls?

DrMeg: Let's find out.

Jenny78ph: OK.

DrMeg: So get over here right away.

Jenny78ph: Yes, Mistress.

Jenny arrived wearing the exact same outfit as yesterday. An adorably hot plaid but scandalously short school skirt, a white school blouse that showcased her nice perky little breasts, dark mocha thigh high stockings and, sadly, runners. I led her upstairs and slid out of my black leather skirt to reveal my black silk panties and matching black thigh highs. I requested, "Jenny, will you please come sit under my desk and pleasure me while I research your little dream cheerleader for you?"

"Yes, Mistress," Jenny replied. She quickly crawled into place and went right to work with her eager little tongue as I began typing and clicking.

I gave out a soft moan and asked, "Jenny, what's Karen's last name?"

Jenny looked up at me from between my legs, so cute, and answered, "Pepper." She then went back to pleasing my already damp pussy. I requested, "Jenny dear, please go nice and slow; I don't want to climax anytime soon, I just want to feel stimulated and pleasant while I do this research for you; so try and emulate Sade ***gs being sung into my pussy."

I believe she said, "Yes Mistress, I can do that," as a response but it was incoherent, her suddenly singing tongue busy pouring a mix of misty melodies into my cute cunt.

As I researched, I learned that Karen came from a well-to-do family, lived in a massive upscale house and was an only *****. On Facebook (on which, by the way, you should protect yourself much better than most people do) I learned she was a redhead with green eyes, she was short at 5'2", but from her photos her breasts appeared to be quite large. I then created a new Facebook account under the fake name of Sarah Conners and requested her to be her friend, with a note explaining that I was a girl researching 'Cheerleaders' Impact on the Student Experience' (again, you really should protect yourself from online predators such as myself). Not surprisingly, she accepted me five minutes later. I created a questionnaire for her and sent it to her, hoping she would respond. As I waited, I read her wall and learned some more about her. Her tone was often very sarcastic, she hated her ******, she loved getting compliments... revelled in them really... and could be quite spiteful. She frequently posted comments such as "Mrs. Wicks is a complete bitch" or "Did you see what Sara wore today, it made her look even fatter than she already is, if that is possible." After reading her wall I looked forward to attempting to seduce her. I also learned she had a part-time job working at Mill's Boutique (the best and most expensive women's clothing store in town) and based on her status, she was at work right now.

All this time Jenny was slowly licking my pussy, nibbling jazz ballads ever so gently on my pussy lips. I moaned and said, "Good girl, my little virtuoso pussy pleaser. Now please slide a finger in your mistress's pussy and finger fuck me as you lick me a bit more up tempo, perhaps like 'Smooth Operator'; I'd like to come soon." She obeyed, faster and with more syncopation, and I just leaned back and enjoyed her up-tempo stimulation. When I was close, I grabbed her head and pushed it into my pussy and just held her pretty face there as I semi-quavered through a small but intense orgasm. As I regained my equilibrium, Jenny still nestled between my legs, I noticed that Karen had already responded to my questions; she must be having a slow workday. I pulled Jenny up beside me to share my results inviting her, "Let's see how your little dream cheerleader responded to my questions."

This survey is completely confidential and will be tabulated for inclusion in an article I am preparing about 'Cheerleaders' Impact on the Student Experience' for a national magazine. (Please answer all questions frankly and honestly, as your responses are integral to the validity of this article and for my analysis of the vital role that cheerleaders play in our secondary schools):

Name: Karen Pepper

Grade: 12

Age: 18

Cheerleader Position: Captain

Years as Cheerleader: 4

Do you approve of hazing within cheerleader squads? Of course. Like our sports teams, you must earn your place among us. We have a hazing week that includes a variety of tasks like making out with one of the ugliest boys in our school, attending gym class without any bra or panties, a competition for who can flirt with the most teachers of either sex (each acceptable flirtation to be witnessed by at least one senior cheerleader), stealing an item at the mall, and we always finish the week by requiring the new cheerleaders to imbibe ******* while making out with each other and being filmed.

What is your favourite perk from being a cheerleader? I can't choose only one, since there so many. I already have a scholarship lined up for next year's college, I can have any hot boy I want, I get to wear my outfit anywhere I want and I am treated like royalty by most of my peers and teachers.

Do you feel you receive special treatment from your teachers because you are a cheerleader? Sure. All I ever have to do for the male teachers is give them my puppy-dog look or showcase my legs a little extra and I usually get what I want... actually, make that 'always'. The female teachers are a bit tougher, but very few want to mess with us cheerleaders as we have a reputation for being quite influential and powerful.

How do you select your squad? It is based on looks, fitness and social status. This may sound conceited, but if you are not attractive, sexy-looking and well-connected, you probably should not aspire to becoming a cheerleader. On occasion we take on a girl without great social standing if we think we can train her, but usually this is not worth the effort as they never really fit in with our social circle. I know this is elitist, but when you're the best, elitism is an asset.

Some schools are cancelling cheerleading programs because of the rise of teenage pregnancies; is that a concern for your squad? God no. I am not saying we don't have sex, but we are all on the pill. As captain I insist on it, and our past captains have too.

Last question, is there any lesbian activity among your squad? Um...yes. Between cheerleading camp, nights in hotels during competitions and post-game celebrations there is often a fair amount of lezbo action. Plus, as girls dating incompetent teenage boys, although my boyfriend is in college, sometimes the only way to really get off is from a woman's touch.

Any other comments: Please send me a copy of your published article. Kisses.

Thanks for participating in this survey!!!

"Well Jenny, I think it's time to go shopping," I said as I got dressed. She followed me out the door and we headed to the mall. I could see Jenny getting nervous as we arrived at our first stop...a beauty salon. We went inside and I had them give Jenny the full treatment. She received a leg wax, a smooth pussy shave (a waxing wouldn't have allowed her much intimate fun for a few days), a manicure, a pedicure, a tanning session, a facial and finally she got a new hairdo, followed by having her make-up done.

When Jenny looked in the mirror, now dressed again in her modified schoolgirl outfit, she looked like a confident college girl on the prowl. She smiled, but asked guiltily, "How can I ever repay you for all this?"

"Don't worry, believe it or not you deserve it, and this won't cost either of us any money," I responded slyly.

"Really?" Jenny asked, confused, her pure innocence still so charmingly adorable.

"Really," I confirmed. "But I think it is time to pay for your makeover." I grabbed her hand and led her to the private area behind the public salon. As we reached the head office, I walked in and greeted the owner, who was my best friend since college Krystal, giving her a hug and a tender kiss.

Krystal at almost six feet, towered over Jenny as she walked up to her and said, "So this is your new recruit. She's very pretty."

Jenny stuttered, "T-t-thanks." Her hands trembled slightly as she fidgeted with her newly manicured hands.

Krystal put two fingers under Jenny's chin and lifted her face up so they were looking eye to eye, although Jenny was gazing up and Krystal down. "Jenny," she began, "Every girl who works here is a submissive slave of mine; does that surprise you?"

Jenny was attempting to process this information while Krystal returned behind her desk and continued, "For example, your manicure and pedicure were done by Carley and Jen. Those two were high school best friends I met at a club one night who both ended up pleasing me and another friend of mine in the ladies room. Your waxing was done by Kiako, who is a fourth-year med student originally from Japan and easily one of the prettiest girls in the entire world, although she doesn't think so. She is also the most obedient little slave I have ever had. I picked her up in a movie theatre during an arts film I attended one day. Halfway through the film I changed seats to sit beside her (there were perhaps six people in the entire theatre) and without a word I placed my hand on her leg. When she didn't react negatively to my initial advance, I simply whispered in her ear, 'Open your legs, honey.' She did so without hesitation and I fingered her to orgasm right there in the theatre. She came quickly and loudly, so loud the few other people in attendance were turning around to gawk at this cover-girl-appearing Japanese woman cumming on my fingers. I then sucked her juices off and whispered to her, 'You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen and I want to see you again. If you want that too, here is my card; be at my salon tomorrow at 6:00 in the evening.' I kissed her, handed her my card and left. Of course she showed up the next evening, and has now become a great little cunt pleaser.

The others have stories too, my sweet, and you will learn them over time if you wish. I happen to have a part-time job opening here as salon facilitator; you would answer the phone, book appointments, work the till, do final clean-up and so forth. Are you interested?"

Jenny's face lit up like a flare as she replied, "That would be great!"

Krystal walked around to sit on the front of her desk, raised her skirt and said, "Excellent! Are you ready for your first session of on-the-job training?"

I laughed, Jenny blushed, but since I obviously approved, she walked up to Krystal and knelt in front of her before requesting timidly, "Ma'am, may I please be of service?" Receiving an affirmative nod from Krystal, Jenny leaned into Krystal's completely shaved pussy and began pleasing her new employer as I looked on. Partway through, I knelt behind my little vixen, gently squeezed her ass and slowly slid a finger inside her cunt, providing her with some encouragement but not getting her off. Jenny eventually brought Krystal to an orgasm and I pulled my finger out of her wet pussy.

"Well, I definitely think you are hired," Krystal beamed as she stood up. Can you be here for training next Friday evening?"

"Yes, ma'am," Jenny responded, her lips shiny with love juice before she licked them clean.

"Great," said Krystal. "Be here at 5:00. We will train you till 9:00 and then you can attend our weekly Friday night social, which usually goes quite late," she paused for emphasis, "if you get my drift."

"Oh, I think I do," replied Jenny, willing but still slightly nervous.

Krystal gave a little chuckle as she said, "Alright, go see Kirsten again and get your make-up touched up. You look like you just ate somebody's pussy."

I laughed and chit-chatted with Krystal as Jenny got a quick touch-up. As I returned to the front, Kirsten was just finishing and I heard the fortyish make-up artist telling Jenny, "I can't wait to eat that young pussy of yours, Jenny."

I chuckled as I escorted a newly drop-dead-gorgeous but completely red-faced Jenny back to the car. As I pulled away from the curb I teased, "Well Jenny, two pussies in two days, you're turning into quite the little lesbian slut aren't you?"

Jenny probably would have blushed even more if that were physically possible, as she responded, "I can't believe I just licked a complete stranger."

"Did you enjoy it?"

"Yes," Jenny responded dutifully. "I just wanted to make her happy; I always hate being a disappointment."

I sighed slightly. "Oh Jenny, we really need to work on your self-esteem. You are a beautiful girl, a smart girl and a very nice girl. Don't you know that? Krystal doesn't hire just anyone, she saw something special in you, just like I do."

"Thanks," Jenny responded, although her tone indicated she didn't completely believe me.

"We're here," I announced as we arrived at our next stop, Mill's Boutique. I assumed Jenny had no idea who worked here.

"Mill's Boutique?" Jenny queried as we arrived. "Isn't this that place where the rich and famous shop?"

"I suppose it is. Come on sweetie, I have a surprise for you."

We got out of the car and walked towards the front door. But I paused before we entered and cautioned Jenny, "Before we go in I should explain that once we go in there, there is probably no turning back."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, you can continue coming over to my place no matter what happens here, and you have a job with Krystal so you will still have lots of opportunities to be submissive, but if you walk through these doors and I proceed with my plan, you will almost certainly end up with a reputation in your school as a lesbian. Are you ok with that?"

Jenny tried to register what I was saying, "Um, probably, but I don't understand."

"Do you know who works here?"

"No."

"Karen."

Jenny's face went white.

"If you go in there, I shall treat you as my lesbian slave in front of her and you must obey me absolutely and without hesitation."

"Oh," Jenny whispered.

"Jenny, I don't want to do anything to you that you aren't ready for. So if you feel this will be too much for you, just tell me no; I'm not ordering you to do this and you won't hurt my feelings or disappoint me. But if you walk through this door and do everything I tell you, I am almost positive you'll be eating Karen's pussy very, very soon."

Jenny considered my speech at length, really thought through it, and finally replied, surprisingly upbeat and thoroughly, "I trust you, Mistress. I will never refuse anything you ask of me and if you think this is a good idea, then I do too. As you say, I'm not obeying you in doing this, I'm right with you. So let's go!"

"Great, Jenny!" I enthused, "Let's go have some fun!"

I took her hand and we walked into Mill's Boutique. Now I should say that my divorce as well as my job keeps me financially well off; I'm not a millionaire, but I do live a very comfortable life, so I could afford the absurd prices this boutique charged. The shop today wasn't that busy, with only a couple of people browsing through clothing. One was a slightly overweight girl with someone I assumed was her ******, looking at wedding dresses; the other was obviously a trophy wife looking at cocktail dresses and treating her saleswoman with unjustified distain. I didn't see Karen at first, which worried me a bit as we walked over to the cocktail dress section. As I was looking around, we were fortunate enough to have Karen come over to assist us.

"Good afternoon ma'am, "Karen greeted me politely, dressed in a classy black skirt, nude pantyhose, three-inch black boots and a white blouse. "May I help you with anything?"

I smiled and said, "Yes, you probably can. We're attending a special gala tonight for charity and I need an outfit for myself and for my friend here. The outfits must look sexy, but not slutty."

Karen asked for our sizes and left to select some outfits. I looked at Jenny and asked, "Are you ready to begin Operation Karen?"

Jenny laughed, as my question seemed to break the tension, although she fretted, slightly hurt, "Karen didn't even notice me."

"Well you do look very different from your usual appearance. Even though you're still dressed in kind of a school uniform, you've gone from your normal conservative unflattering look to much more of a revealing, sexy look. Plus with your fresh make-up and hair, you could easily pass for twenty-one, which we will attempt tonight," I said teasingly.

"What's tonight?"

"That's for me to know and you to find out later," I responded coyly. "I enjoy surprising you." At this moment I saw Karen returning with a few dresses and announced in a hushed voice, "Operation Karen is underway."

Karen arrived to find both of us laughing merrily and said, "I chose a few dresses I think you might like."

I tried on three different dresses that were all stylish and of good quality, but not what I wanted. So I said to Karen, "Honey, these are all ok, but I need something that will have every girl there checking me out."

Karen showed just the slightest bit of shock but regained her composure quickly before she offered, "I think I may have just the thing."

Karen left us again and I said to Jenny, "This is going to be easier than I thought."

"How so?" she asked.

"Just watch. But now I need to know whether you want her to be your little slave or would prefer to be hers."

"I want to be her slave," she replied shyly but without hesitation.

"I thought you might," I acknowledged just as Karen returned. She handed me a gold gown that was long enough to hide the tops of my thigh high stockings, but with a generous enough slit to display them occasionally for anyone paying attention. I gave her an inappropriate kiss on the cheek giving her a start, and said, "This looks excellent." I took it from her and went into the change room. After donning the dress, I came out and studied myself in the mirror. I spent a bit of time analyzing the outfit before appraising, "It's nice, but these black stockings don't match the dress. Jenny, may I try your dark-colored stockings?"

Jenny responded "Sure," and we both removed our stockings. As Jenny handed me her stockings, I sat down on a padded bench and requested, "Actually Jenny dear, please put the stockings on me."

I returned Jenny's stockings to her and raised my leg so she could clothe it in her thigh high mocha stocking, noting she was taking the opportunity to caress my upper thigh rather familiarly. Good girl! I thought. I glanced over at Karen and saw her watching us very intently. Jenny switched legs and dressed me in the second stocking in the same attentive fashion.

When she was finished, I stood up and looked at myself in the mirror. I said, "Yes, that is much better. " I then asked Karen, "Can you see the outline of my panties through this dress?"

Karen bent down to examine my hips closely and replied, "Well, if you look closely, I suppose the panties are slightly noticeable."

I then ordered Jenny, "Honey, come and remove my panties for me."

Jenny approached me so smoothly and casually as I lifted up my dress, that to an outsider her performing this intimate task might appear to be an everyday occurrence. She ever so slowly slid my panties down my legs, obviously doing so for our mutual pleasure. Karen's eyes were sparkling and she never glanced away from the operation.

"So Karen, what do you think? Do I look good enough to eat?"

Karen blushed as she responded, "Ummm... you look elegant and sexy?"

"Thanks, but you haven't really answered my question."

"Um," she paused.

"Do I..." I began in a sensuous, italicized voice as I slank vampily closer to her, "...look good enough..." I continued, now posing right in front of her, "...to eat?" I finished seductively. I stared intimidatingly into her green eyes, awaiting her answer.

"Um yes, ma'am, you look good enough to eat," she whimpered.

I leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Thanks." I then blew hot, moist air into her ear before returning to the mirror. "This is perfect," I said. "What do you have for my little Jenny?"

Karen, having somewhat regained her senses, responded, "Of course. I think that if you're wearing gold, your companion should probably wear something in red."

"Good call," I responded. "You know your fashion, sweetie."

Karen left and I grinned at Jenny bragging, "I have her horny as hell right now."

Jenny replied, "I know, my pussy is wet just from watching you tease her."

"Wait till you see what I'm going to make her do next!" I teased as Karen was returning with a gorgeous little red number. I accepted it from her and said, "Jenny dear, why don't you go and try on this one?"

Jenny took it and went into the change room. As if this were only small talk, I asked Karen, "So I hate to be blunt, but I must ask, are you a lesbian?"

Karen shook her head and replied, "No, no. I have a boyfriend in college."

"Oh," I lamented (only slightly), "That's too bad, you're a very pretty woman and my little Jenny would love the opportunity to please you."

Before Karen could respond, Jenny came out looking sexy and gorgeous in a sleeveless red cocktail dress that barely reached her knees. I looked it over and said, "Well, this dress clearly needs black stockings." I picked up my stockings that were neatly folded on a stool and handed them to Karen. "Will you please put these on her?"

Karen accepted the stockings from my hand without question and somewhat awkwardly slid them onto my young slave's legs. When she was done, Jenny, displaying some newfound confidence, posed seductively in the mirror. She was awkward, but still adorable. It was at this moment that Karen achieved a stunning revelation and she asked Jenny "Wait a minute, I know you. Don't you go to my school?"

Jenny, slightly nervous responded, "Yes Karen, we have English together."

Karen confessed, "I'm barely passing that class, writing flowery gibberish and I don't really go well together." She paused before continuing, "You look really different all dressed up, I kind of thought of you as more of a..."

Karen was searching for the right word when I stepped in, not exactly coming to her rescue and supplied, "Geek?"

Karen shrugged embarrassedly, "Yeah, I guess."

Jenny, surprising even me, responded brightly, "Well, my Mistress decided I needed a makeover."

"Your mistress?" Karen asked baffled.

"That's right," Jenny responded perkily.

I broke the awkward moment by saying, "Yes, Karen. Jenny is my little slave. And do I have a deal for you!"

Karen, still baffled, responded, "You do?"

"My little slave here has a crush on you. She would love to go into the change room and eat your pussy, wouldn't you Jenny?"

"Very much so," she responded a bit too eagerly.

I added, "And Karen, she is new to eating pussy, but she's a fast learner." I moved again to stand right in front of her and take her breath away with my own sex appeal, "Would you like my sex slave to please you?"

Karen, finally taking it all in and regaining her usual self-confidence, agreed, "Yes, I would love to have your sweet little geek please me."

I smirked, "I thought you might. Why don't you take her somewhere and help her out of that dress? You'll find her very obedient, and please take your time."

Karen took Jenny's hand and led her out of the public area, past some storage shelves and into a less elegant but spacious change room, obviously for the staff. After less than a minute I heard her soft, low moans beginning. I had tailed them, but I waited another minute before following them into the room itself. Once I did, I looked down at Karen, who was seated with Jenny between her legs, and asked her, "Karen, have you ever eaten pussy?"

"Yes, ma'am," she responded.

"Good. Would you care to taste my pussy?"

"Very much so," she responded.

I laid her on the carpet and with a bit of awkwardness, I straddled her face so she could begin licking my pussy as Jenny resumed eating hers. Karen had clearly done this many times before, as she got me hot quite quickly. She also kept moaning into my pussy as she was pleasured by my little minx. I could tell Jenny had just made her cum when a muffled scream vibrated through my pussy. She kept licking me until I demanded, "Finger fuck me too, slut." She obeyed, sliding two fingers into my wet hole. This was all it took to bring me to orgasm and I came all over her fingers and face. I pulled her up and kissed her hard. Then I broke away and said, "Jenny, tell Karen your fantasy."

Jenny blushed bright red and it obviously required some effort for her to look Karen in the eyes and she had immediately reverted to shy, but her voice was steady as she told Karen, "I masturbate every night fantasizing about you and your cheerleading friends making me your squad's lesbian slave."

Karen looked at me and then back to Jenny, before stepping up to her and giving her a warm, sexy hug (all three of us naked save for our stockings by this time) telling her, "Oh Jenny, I'm going to make that fantasy come true for you! You'll be a great little toy to play with at next weekend's cheerleading retreat." She paused before continuing, "We happen to need a trainer for our squad. Do you want to be our trainer?"

"Oh yes!" Jenny squealed.

Karen leaned into Jenny and kissed her passionately, her finger reaching down and sliding into Jenny's tight cunt. She pumped it in and out as she announced confidently, "Bonding time: cum for me, slut. " Jenny moaned as Karen rapidly finger-fucked her new slave. Jenny let out a soft scream as she came hard on her dream girl's finger.

I concluded the hot moment by saying, "All right. I think we now have everything we came for. Karen, if you could ring these two dresses up for me please, that would be great."

"Of course, ma'am," she said as she wiped her face, threw on her clothing and left.

I looked at Jenny and asked, "So, how was that?"

"Oh thank you, Mistress! That was so amazing!"

"You're welcome. Get dressed honey, we need to go find some shoes for these dresses. And something suitable for you for everyday: those runners are terrible!"

"How can I ever repay you for all this?"

"Oh honey, the pleasure is all mine. You're a great girl, and don't you ever forget it. Besides, if I get to make all the decisions about how my sweet darling slave is going to look, it's only fair that I pick up the tab."

We both got dressed back into our original clothes, although we both kept each other's stockings. I paid for our outfits, gave Karen my card telling her to give me a call sometime, and we headed back to the car.

The next couple of hours were uneventful as we bought the shoes we needed (including a pair of open-toed two-inch heels for Jenny for school), enjoyed a nice dinner and shared some great conversation. I learned that Jenny loved to read and wanted to be an English teacher. She liked 80s movies and 80s music (so my choice of Sade-style pussy-pleasing had been a welcome decision (and Sade if you're reading this, the author doesn't mean anything personal except that I love your music)) and wished she could be just like Molly Ringwald.

After dinner we went to my house, freshened up (having too little time for much fun in the shower), changed into our cocktail dresses and headed to our final destination of the night. This was the exclusive Le Chateau Club, a sprawling lesbians-only night club that specialized in discretion and an upscale clientele. We entered the walled-off ballroom section of the enormous club and found ourselves a table near the dance floor.

A few women, all immaculately dressed, were dancing to some Britney Spears song I couldn't remember the title for and thought pretty much sucked. Jenny began watching the dancers and after a couple minutes her light bulb flashed on. Jenny looked around at me like a little girl, not quite prefacing her question with 'Mommy' and asked, "Is this a gay club?"

I smiled indulgently and answered, "Yes it is, my dear."

"Oh," said Jenny as her gaze returned to the dance floor where a pretty young redhead was making out with a much older brunette. I allowed Jenny just to watch and become immersed in the sexual vibe of the club. As the next half hour went by, the club filled up and the dance floor became a stage for more soft porn. Women in various degrees of dress, or often undress, were dancing, kissing and caressing each other.

I finally asked my wide-eyed pet, "See anyone you like?"

Jenny scanned the room and responded, "Everyone here is so beautiful."

"This is where the rich and beautiful come to let loose," I explained. "See that blonde over there in the lavender dress?"

Jenny spotted the woman in her late forties and said, "Yes, she's very attractive."

"Do you recognize her?"

Jenny looked more closely and said, "There's something familiar about her, but I can't place where I've seen her before."

"Ever watch the evening news on CTBV?"

"Oh my God, is that Candace Carter?" Jenny asked, stunned.

"Wow, I can't believe it!"

"Oh, there's more. See that slender, long-haired brunette at the bar with all those people around her? She's the one wearing the dark green skirt, white blouse and green pantyhose."

Jenny looked over and acknowledged, "Yes."

"Does she look familiar?"

"Not really," Jenny responded, "maybe," trying to place her.

"That's the governor of our state, Daphne Greene."

"Oh, and she is wearing green; that's funny!"

"She always wears green. She is the total opposite of submissive and she loves young girls. It's only a matter of time before she'll come over and try to hit on you."

Jenny, amazed, asked, "Really?"

"Yep, now this club is very unique. In addition to this ballroom it has a restaurant, a cocktail lounges, many backrooms, a large fully-padded room they discretely call the Rumpus Room where anything goes, and various generous-sized ladies rooms. You can dine, dance, just watch, or you can participate in just about anything you can imagine; what are you comfortable with this evening?"

Jenny considered all this before answering, "I don't know. The entire place is really overwhelming."

I pointed to a table near the back and asked, "See that action over there?"

Jenny peered over and answered, "I don't see anything, just a woman sitting at a table by herself with her eyes closed."

"Look more closely, under the table."

"Oh my god, is that a girl down there eating her out?"

"Yes it is."

"Wow, and they're doing it in public!" Jenny exclaimed, avidly watching the scene from afar.

"Oh you'd be amazed at what goes on here. So my dear, I just need to know what you're comfortable with. I can protect you from the predators who will attempt to devour you, or if you prefer I can step aside and allow them to tuck right in."

Jenny looked around and finally decided, "Well, why don't we just see what happens?"

I laughed heartily, "Oh Jenny darling, I may have created a monster!"

After Jenny had spent some time gazing around the club and remarking on further points of interest, all of them scandalous, she finally said, "I have to pee."

I pointed to where the nearest bathrooms were and informed her "Anything goes in there too, so don't be surprised by what you see or by what you might be asked to do."

"Um, ok," she said.

Jenny got up, looked at me one last time, and headed to the washroom. I got up immediately after she left and approached three ladies sitting at a nearby table and spoke right up, "Hello, you three ladies are all quite attractive. I'm not one for small talk; I'm horny, my slave is in the bathroom with who knows what happening to her and I need an orgasm. If one of you would be willing to eat my delicious pussy, please come over to my table, tell me your name and then crawl under the table to please me."

Without pausing for a response, I then turned and walked back to my table. I watched as the three girls engaged in animated discussion and after a couple minutes a short, plump, dirty-blonde, mid-twenties girl in an ugly flower sundress approached me.

She greeted, "Hi, my name is Zelda."

I said, "Hi Zelda, you're here to eat my pussy." It wasn't a question, of course.

She blushed and replied, "Yes."

"Why did you choose to come over?"

"I find you very pretty and I was turned on by your aggressiveness."

"I see. Have you eaten a lot of pussy before?"

"No, I've only been into girls for the last couple of months."

"Have you eaten out your friends?"

"Debbie, the chubby girl in blue, is my girlfriend so yes many times, but only recently; Ophelia is just here to watch; she's actually straight, and engaged to be married to a man in a couple of months."

"I see; well, I think I like you, so why don't you get to work?"

"Yes ma'am," she responded and crawled under the table.

I asked her to remove my panties, which she did, and then I opened my legs so she could begin her meal. Her two friends were watching as their friend disappeared under my table. A couple minutes later Jenny returned to the table but hesitated when she noticed I had a guest.

I reassured her, "It's ok Jenny, take a seat. How was your bathroom break?"

"Educational," she responded.

I chuckled, "I thought it would be. What did you see? You weren't gone long enough to join in on any action, were you?"

"No," she responded, "I walked in and a couple of ladies were just fixing their make-up, so I went and found an empty stall. As I sat down I heard some moaning from the stall to my right and realized the club had provided a peephole, an elegant-looking one about an inch-and-a-half in diameter with a stainless steel rim, then decorated top and bottom with painted eyelashes, of all things! I decided not to look, but as I went tinkle, I became fascinated by the moans and the dirty talk. "

"What was said?" I asked.

"'Eat my cunt you whore, and make me cum you fucking dyke.' She didn't sound angry, but she didn't sound very nice, either. Or maybe she was just treating the other lady... her whore, I guess... the way she wanted to be treated.

"I finished going pee and decided I had to know what they looked like. So I did peek and saw a very large naked black woman with a clothed, skinny white girl between her legs. The black woman's breasts were larger than anything I could ever imagine and I was mesmerized by them. Her nipples were large and hard.

I jumped when she announced in a booming voice, "Whore, it looks like some other whore is watching us. Look over there and let her admire your face with my pussy juice all over it." The girl looked up and grinned at me right through the peephole with her face dripping with juice. She couldn't have been older than twenty, but the sight of her happy face drenched in pussy juice got me really hot. I finally panicked a bit so I jumped up and left. The black woman called out, "Oh honey, you'll be back, no one can resist my nectar, so when you do come back, knock twice and when I answer, cry out loud enough to fill the room, 'I am a white whore who needs black pussy!' I couldn't help calling back, "Maybe!" then quickly washed my hands as I heard her scream, 'I'm cumming, slut!' A couple girls at the next sink beside me smirked at the stunned look on my face, but they didn't say anything as I rushed out of there.

I moaned (because Zelda was doing excellent work down there) as I said, "That was Big Rosie; she pretty much lives in that stall. She can be very nice if you prove yourself, but she has an extremely high opinion of herself that everyone, including me, agrees with. I really like her. You want to go back and pleasure her, don't you?"

"I don't know."

"Well, the fact that you didn't say no when she spoke to you means that you do. And it will definitely be worth your while: Rosie has one of the most delicious pussies you'll ever taste! Usually when the place is really hopping, there's a long line of pussy eaters waiting to go into her stall."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Have you ever...um..."

"Have I ever been between Rosie's black tree-trunk legs?"

"Yes?"

"Oh, a few times. Although like her, I enjoy being in charge. So I'm usually the one being eaten out. Never by Big Rosie, but there are always plenty of submissive sluts around, enough to satisfy not only us, but also many more dommes."

"Oh."

I looked over at Zelda's two friends and imperiously raised an arm over my head and snapped my fingers for both of them to come over. They talked to each other for a bit, debating whether they should. Zelda's girlfriend Debbie prevailed and they both walked over to my table.

Before they arrived, I said to Jenny, "The tall one isn't a lesbian; want to see if I can get her between my legs?"

"Sure, but why would she do that if she isn't a lesbian?"

"Oh, she's curious. I've kept my eye on her as she watched me and some other people."

The two arrived and I greeted, "Hi, I'm Megan and this is my slave Jenny."

Debbie replied, "Hi, I'm Debbie and this is my friend Ophelia."

Following my gestured invitation to sit down, they each took a seat at my table.

I smiled, "You're Ophelia the tragic Hamlet character?"

Ophelia sighed, having endured this constant question for many years, "The one and only."

I continued, "Of course Ophelia died because of a forbidden love that she couldn't fulfill."

Ophelia contemplated that summation and replied, "Well, the rejection of her love and her ******* death did drive her crazy."

"Or," I toyed, "The fact that she couldn't have the forbidden joy she so desperately wanted and craved, led her to become so obsessed by its lack that she went insane."

"Well, that is a reach," Ophelia prevaricated.

"I don't think so," I said. "But just a minute please, your friend is getting me close." I pressed both my hands on the table and awaited my approaching orgasm. It took another minute, but a small but pleasant orgasm had me shaking the table slightly. I said, "Zelda thank you, you may come out now."

Zelda stood up, my juice all over her face. She was about to wipe it off but I said, "No, no don't waste that. I have a plan for it." Zelda paused and looked at me inquiringly so I raised, then lowered a palm to indicate she should wait, and also be seated.

I looked back to Ophelia and opened a new gambit by saying, "Zelda here tells me you're getting married in a couple months."

"Yes," Ophelia confirmed.

"Congratulations."

"Thanks," Ophelia said.

"You're welcome. Now do you want to know what I think?"

"OK," she said hesitantly.

"You're very like the famous, tragic Ophelia."

"How so?" she asked curiously.

"You too want some forbidden love."

"Excuse me?" she asked, startled.

"I've seen you watching the dance floor, I've seen you watching me, and I can tell that deep down you've been wishing you could replace Zelda. You desperately wanted to be under this table between my legs, but your conscience and your straight self-image are preventing you from behaving like the real you."

"I don't think so, I love my fiancé."

"I'm sure you do, but that doesn't mean you don't have strong lesbian tendencies," I retorted. "Look at your friend: my juices are covering her face. Are you not curious how that tastes and feels?"

"Well, I..."

I continued, "Don't you want to at least taste it?"

"Um, I..."

Knowing I had her in the palm of my hand, I slid a forefinger down into my wet pussy, then extended it just a few inches from her face. "Taste this," I demanded.

She looked at her friends and then back to me, shrugged, leaned forward and sucked in my finger. I immediately saw the look I was expecting so I demanded, "Now get under this table and eat my pussy."

She looked at her friends again, trying to figure out how she'd gotten into this predicament as I insisted, "Right now, straight girl; I don't have all night."

She paused again, looking around to see if anyone else was watching us, which nobody else really was, then she got down on her knees and crawled between my legs.

Zelda gasped, "No fucking way!"

Debbie cried out, "I can't believe it! We are so going to fuck the **** out of her after this!"

I smiled to them and said, "She is clearly submissive, ladies and..." as I paused for a preliminary moan, "...she is very gentle but effective."

I moaned again and said, "Debbie, I know you want to taste me too, but I think your straight friend here is going to be down there awhile, so why don't you clean up Zelda's face?"

Debbie smiled and agreed, "That is a great idea," as she embraced Zelda and kissed her passionately. Debbie broke the kiss and licked her girlfriend's chin, cheeks, all over her face, retrieving all the lingering pussy juice she could find before returning to kissing her friend.

They kissed like high school kids, furious, passionate, and *********** by each other.

After a while, Ophelia getting me close, I grabbed her head and started rubbing my pussy up and down all over her face. A second orgasm and a fair amount of juice exploded out of me and all over the so-called straight engaged girl. To my surprise, she kept licking me even after I came. I eventually pulled her up and said, "That was very good, Ophelia. I may have just saved your life."

She smiled but said, "I don't know what came over me; I was overwhelmed!"

"Oh honey," I smiled, "I totally understand, you've been repressing these desires for years, and when the dam breaks, it breaks big."

Zelda jumped in, "I can't believe you've been holding out on us! I'm going to fuck the **** out of you tonight."

Ophelia blushed and objected, "Deb, don't be silly, let's just pretend this didn't happen."

Zelda, with a seriously angry tone reprimanded her, "Don't you dare go there! I am going to fuck you; Deb is going to fuck you; you're going to love it and thank us from the top to the bottom of your heart! Understand?"

Ophelia tried to rationalize, "But we're best friends."

Zelda expanded the thought, "And soon we're going to be best lovers, too." She then marched over and kissed her. Ophelia was totally stiff at first, then slowly loosened up and began kissing her friend back. Zelda broke off the kiss and announced, "Debbie, we're going back to your place right now. We'll need all the toys."

"Sounds great!" agreed Debbie.

Ophelia, still trying to escape her fate, objected, "But I'm getting married!"

Zelda smiled, "No one said you weren't, but that doesn't mean we can't have a lot of fun. Plus, you don't want me telling your man that you ate out some random woman at a club, do you?"

"You wouldn't!" cried Ophelia, aghast.

"No, I wouldn't, unless..." she teased.

Ophelia, knowing she was defeated and realizing the idea of doing her friends was getting her impossibly horny said, "Fine, but this is a one-time thing."

"Oh Ophelia, we'll allow you to think that for now if you want. But after Deb and I have given you pleasure that you don't even know exists, you'll be begging us to fuck you over and over, just wait and see."

Debbie added, "After the first time you'll be hooked, honey."

Ophelia, finally compliant, said nothing as Zelda grabbed her hand and ordered, "Let's go, baby." She then turned to me and said with a little bow, "Thank you, Mistress."

I gave her a slight queenly nod before calling to Ophelia, "Ophelia, come here."

Ophelia returned to the table and I handed her my soiled panties, "Here's a souvenir to remember me by, dear."

Ophelia accepted them gratefully and followed her friends back to their table, where they grabbed their purses and hurriedly exited the club, assumedly for a night of newfound passion.

I paused for a beat or two to refocus, then I looked over to Jenny and prompted her, "You know what you want to do now, don't you?"

She stared down at the table unable to meet my eyes, but nodded her head.

"Go," I said.

She looked up at me, her eyes wide with trepidation.

"You want me to come with you?"

"Please, Mistress," she gasped, greatly relieved.

I stood up and gently took her hand. After all, she was still very new to all this. We went to the bathroom and as expected, there was a woman in Rosie's stall on her knees, the soles of her black boots clearly visible. Another girl, a pretty blonde probably twenty-one, was standing just outside the stall.

I told Jenny, "Go line up behind the blonde; Big Rosie likes to know girls are waiting for her, plus the line will definitely get longer."

"But people will know why I'm waiting in line."

"Yes, they will," I agreed matter-of-factly.

"Won't they know why I'm waiting in line and for whom?"

"Yes, anyone who's ever been here before will immediately know you're waiting in line to eat out Big Rosie." I wouldn't be doing her any favours if I tried to sugar-coat this next experience for her.

"But that's so embarrassing!"

"If you don't want to, then don't do it."

Jenny considered this for a long while, before she let go of my hand and quietly went to stand behind the blonde.

I walked up to the blonde and asked her, knowing of course that Jenny could hear every word we said, "Waiting in line for Rosie?"

"Yes, I am," she spoke right up, not remotely embarrassed.

"You've done Rosie before?"

"Yes, many times. Can't stay away!"

At that moment, Rosie screamed "That's it, Carter, I'm cumming!" We realized the television anchorwoman was in there so we awaited her 'exit of shame'. It was always adorable to see women exiting Big Rosie's stall, their faces dripping with pussy juice, and watch their wide range of reactions. The stall opened and out came Candace Carter, the TV celebrity who was recognized wherever she went, with her renowned face dripping wet from losing herself in a cunt explosion. She glanced around the room to see everyone staring, blushed furiously, hung her head down as far as it would go, and exited the bathroom in a hurry.

Unfazed, the blonde bounced eagerly into the stall and Jenny moved forward slightly.

A couple of older ladies, in their late forties, came in and saw my pretty young slave waiting in line. One of them came over and offered flirtatiously, "Hey little thing, you can come eat me out if you want."

Jenny blushed, continued staring straight ahead and didn't move a muscle.

The woman moved even closer and teased, "So you like eating pussy, do you?"

Jenny turned to look at her and answered respectfully but in a whisper, "Yes ma'am, I do."

The woman placed her hand on her shoulder and said, not in a whisper, but playing to the room, "Do you want to eat my pussy?"

Jenny answered, still almost inaudibly, "Maybe, but not just now."

That appeared to be that. The woman shrugged and snorted dismissively, "Your loss, slut."

Her friend laughed as they went over to check their make-up.

A small Asian girl entered the bathroom and stood right behind Jenny. She was tiny, not even five feet tall. Jenny looked back at her, and the Asian instantly looked down shyly at the tiled floor. A minute later Rosie screamed loudly enough to make everyone jump, "Yes! Finger fuck me, you blonde dyke!"

A pair of girls, *****, probably in their thirties, swayed into the bathroom, holding each other up. With the other's assistance one climbed clumsily onto the sink counter and pulled up her skirt and surprisingly efficiently, considering how ***** she was, tugged off her panties and tossed them to her friend. The friend pulled a large toy from her purse and shoved it into her friend's cunt. As I was watching this, another youngish girl lined up behind Jenny and the Asian girl. I smiled. That Rosie had it made! The stall door opened and the blonde walked out, and in complete contrast to Ms. Carter, jubilantly! She bounced up to Jenny and gave her a hard, wet, fragrant kiss. Jenny was shocked but didn't back away. The blonde then broke the kiss, winked at me and skipped out of the bathroom, leaving everyone staring.

Taking a deep breath, Jenny looked at me tentatively and after I gave her a slight nod, she approached the stall. As she'd been instructed, she knocked twice on the stall door and when Rosie grunted a response, cried out in a loud but embarrassed voice, "I am a white whore who needs black pussy!"

Rosie replied, "Ahhh, I knew you'd be back! Come on in, my little peeping slut." Jenny hurried into the stall and slammed shut the door. Everyone in the room could hear

Rosie greet her, "I love fresh meat. What is your name, sweetheart?"

Jenny answered, gaining courage, or perhaps responding to Rosie's dominant lead, also raised her voice replying, "My name is Jenny, ma'am."

"Well, Jenny mam, why are you here?"

I entered the next stall and continued listening.

"I want to eat your pussy."

"Why?"

"I don't know. I saw that other girl eating you out earlier, and I found myself desperately wishing it could be me. I was really surprised to feel that so strongly."

I stood up on the toilet, looked over the wall and greeted, "Hi, Rosie."

Rosie looked up and greeted me back, "Well, hi there, Megan. Long time, no see!"

"Indeed."

"You wanna watch this little white slut eat me? She yours?"

"That I do. And yes, she's mine and she's just learning the ropes."

Rosie looked back to Jenny and said, "Well then, dive right in, new dyke. Your Mistress has brought you to the right place!"

Jenny leaned forward eagerly and disappeared between the large woman's legs. Rosie, who always knew how to put on a show, cried out to the room, "Oh yeah slut, lick my wet pussy!" She grabbed Jenny's head and pulled it into her soaked cunt. She pushed her back out and asked, "So tell me Jenny, how does my cunt taste?"

"Delicious, Mistress," Jenny responded sincerely.

"I'm your Mistress too?" Rosie chuckled, "I like that." Rosie shoved my young slave's pretty face back into her cunt, then moaned, "Oh yeah, lick me, please your black Mistress." Rosie moaned for a bit and then let out a surprised yelp before bellowing, "Oh, you are a dirty little white slut, aren't you? Yes, keep that finger in my ass and drill me! Faster, you little whore, faster!" I could tell Jenny was desperately trying to please Rosie as she licked her cunt and simultaneously fingered the black woman's large ass. Rosie screamed, "Aaaahhhhh, fuck, fuck, oh my God, I'm cumming so good!" Her orgasm was crazy intense as she squeezed her legs against my slave's wet little face.

I briefly worried that Jenny might ********* between Rosie's legs, but Rosie opened her legs just at that moment. Jenny, her face drenched, I mean drenched with Rosie's cum, stood up and surprised Rosie by leaning over and taking Rosie's large left tit into her mouth. Rosie moaned, "You're such a good little lezzie, Jenny. Mmmm, yes, bite my nipples."

Rosie then pulled Jenny up and kissed her, which is something I know Rosie seldom does.

She then completely blew me away by saying, "Whore, you're about to get a special gift. Straddle my face." Jenny looked up at me, smiled shyly, and then awkwardly straddled the large woman, having no choice but to stand on the enormous woman's thighs, but that seemed fine with Rosie. She then grabbed Jenny's ass, drew it forward, and buried her face into Jenny's young slot.

Instantly Jenny began moaning and begging, "Yes Mistress, please eat me!" Rosie kept licking and after a couple minutes she slid a finger into Jenny's pussy and another into Jenny's ass and ravished both of her holes. Jenny screamed and begged loud enough for the whole world to hear, "Oh yes, fuck me faster, faster, oh my God, yes!!!" Jenny collapsed forward onto Rosie's face and then still standing on Rosie, hunkered down and kissed Rosie hard and gratefully.

Rosie, who seldomly smiled, did this time, saying warmly, "Little Jenny, I expect to see you here again."

Jenny nodded her head and pledged, "I promise that every time my Mistress brings me here, I will wait in line for you with great pride."

Rosie, still smiling, said, "Good. Now get out of here, my slutty sweetheart, I need to see what other little lesbos want a piece of Rosie." I left the stall just in time to see Jenny exit the 'Stall of Shame'. She walked right up to the Asian girl and chirped with a friendly smile, "Go in and please Big Rosie, you filthy whore."

The Asian girl was stunned, not sure whether she'd just been insulted or glad-handed, but she obediently stepped forward and ******** closed the door behind her. Rosie boomed out, "Leaping lizards! If it isn't Little Asian Annie, back for another taste of whore-made black pie!"

I immediately rushed over and gave my slave a big hug! "Sweetheart, do you know how special that was? Big Rosie just ate your cunt, and I've never heard of her doing that for anyone before! I'm so proud of you! I'm embarrassed to admit, but even I've never had Big Rosie eat me."

The moment past, I looked around and noticed there were over a dozen women in the bathroom staring at the star of the moment, my own little Jenny. One of them was even the governor, Daphne Greene. She whispered something to a petite purple-haired girl (yes, purple) and the girl nodded. I looked at the line that still contained the brunette who'd arrived just before Jenny had gone in, but now included three more people: a black woman in her thirties, another blonde in her fifties and a clearly pregnant girl in her late twenties. It amazed me, the power Rosie had. I also knew that the next time I was here, I would be getting in line too.

I looked back at Jenny, who was now speaking excitedly with the purple-haired girl. Jenny hurried over to me and burbled, "Mistress, Governor Greene wants to take me home. Is that ok?"

I smiled and asked, "Do you want to go?"

"Very much so!" she said eagerly.

"Well then, I'm fine with it. And that's yet another reason for me to be thrilled with my precocious little slave! I'll call your mom and say you're staying the night at my place to babysit, so you can spend the whole night with the governor if you wish."

Jenny hugged me and said, "Thank you so much for everything, Mistress Megan."

I smiled and hugged her back. I then met the governor's eyes before closing mine and kissing Jenny with tender passion. The kiss lasted several minutes and when I finally broke away, Jenny was looking up at me, deep in thought.

I smiled and offered, "Penny for your thoughts, honey."

She glowed as she said, "I just realized, I love you Megan."

I didn't mind a bit she had deliberately omitted the honorific: it felt appropriate to the occasion and to the welcome sentiment. I smiled and kissed her again, briefly this time, patted her butt affectionately and said, "I love you too, Jenny. Now go, have fun."

As Jenny approached the governor, Daphne's and my eyes met again. I winked saucily at the legendary woman and she mouthed, "Thank you, Megan," as she took my young slave's hand and led her away.

The purple-haired girl hadn't followed them out, but instead approached me and said, "Mistress, Governor Greene told me to remain behind and serve you."

I chuckled, "I should have known she would. Tell you what, go find another girl you'd like to bring home with us and we'll leave in a while. Meet me just outside this doorway in half an hour and bring your toothbrushes."

"Yes Mistress," she said and turned to leave.

"Wait," I called. She instantly halted and turned back around. "What's your name, sweetheart?"

"Brittany," she said with a saucy smile of her own, "Brittany Greene."

I coughed, shocked for the second time (I already said, Rosie was huge) during this long, eventful day. "Your last name is Greene?"

She shrugged and said, "Of course: Daphne is my ******," and then she turned again and left.

In stunned silence, I reflected on the day. Jenny would become a cheerleader slut very soon, she would have a great job and great opportunities to meet other lesbians, Big Rosie had just elevated her to a unique notoriety, and now she was going to serve the governor of our glorious state. And we loved each other. This had been quite a day!

Still very horny, my attention went to the line for Big Rosie. I shrugged and walked to the back of it and...yes, proudly... awaited my turn.

THE END...for now...

Jenny's story continues in the lengthy Bedding the Babysitter Ch. 03 where she gets to indeed become the cheerleader's pet for a weekend.