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Archive name: bus1.txt (MFf, nc, hum, rp)
Authors name: Tafod Arian (aled7@yahoo.com)
Story title : On the Bus - Part 1

Domination of a submissive woman by a confident man.

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On the Bus. Part 1 (MFf, NC, Humil)
by Tafod Arian (aled7@yahoo.com)


This story is dedicated with love to Vixen

**

I enjoyed traveling on the commuter bus, which ran from the 
city centre to the University. In the morning it was always 
crowded, mainly with students. I came to know many of them by 
sight and they generally seemed to have regular habits making 
it easy to arrange to intercept them. The bus was a large 
single-decker with a number of seats at the front but at the 
rear of the bus there was a large open area without seats for 
standing passengers to maximize carrying capacity. The exit 
doors for alighting from the bus were in this area.

I had spent several mornings sitting quietly on the bus, 
inspecting the passengers and selecting my target. It was not 
a difficult choice. At about the same time every morning a 
tall slender redhead boarded the bus. I watched this girl for 
a week before I made a move. She was extremely attractive 
with prominent breasts and nipples, which were often obvious. 
She had great legs and a small trim ass. Her hair was medium 
short; long enough to put into a ponytail, which she did 
occasionally, with a fringe.

I was intrigued by this girl. Her appearance and attitude 
appeared to change from day to day kaleidoscopically 
apparently to suit her mood. Her clothes, appearance and 
make-up ran the total gamut from super-professional to total 
slut. I could not really predict her appearance for the next 
day from anytime I saw her. She seemed to meld one day's look 
into the next relatively seamlessly but, on occasion, there 
were dislocations or rapid shifts in appearance. She was 
either playing a game or was being directed, seeming to be 
almost playing different daily roles. I was interested in the 
reactions of the other passengers to their exotic companion. 
During the week I watched her she was groped and fondled more 
than once and her responses to these intrusions seemed almost 
to be governed by her look or appearance that day. If she was 
dressed professionally she repelled advances with a cool 
stare but in her more slutty guises she seemed rather more 
approachable and accessible and I noticed that some of the 
male passengers were not slow to make use of these 
opportunities. Whatever happened on the bus I noticed that 
she always alighted at the stop by the University.

I decided that for reasons of her own this girl was playing 
with her male companions on the bus and that she needed a 
lesson. I was just the man to provide her with one. I waited 
my opportunity, always sitting on aisle side of the last seat 
before the open area of the bus so that it would be easy for 
me to make my move. I was waiting for her to be dressed to my 
taste before I took her and at last, the day arrived.

I always boarded the bus before her stop and took my seat 
ready in case I needed to make my move. As soon as she got on 
the bus I knew that this was the day I had been waiting for. 
My chosen redhead was wearing a sheer white blouse drawn 
tightly enough over her full breasts to show the lace of her 
thin half-cup bra through the silk. Her nipples made 
prominent cones in the delicate material and her blouse was 
unbuttoned to show a deep cleavage. The blouse was 
essentially just a top as it was drawn tight under her 
breasts leaving her midriff bare. I noticed that her navel 
was pierced with a rather large gold ring. She was wearing a 
tight short red mini-skirt at least five inches above her 
trim knees made even more revealing by a slit up the side. 
She had on sheer dark unpatterned stockings (or pantyhose I 
wondered - I was going to find out soon) and red leather 
pumps with four-inch spike heels and small buckles. She was 
wearing very simple jewelry, small earrings and a silver 
medallion on a thin chain around her slender neck, which 
appeared to be inscribed, although at the distance I was I 
could not read the inscription. Her hair was carefully 
brushed and drawn back into a ponytail with her fringe neatly 
combed. Her make-up today was rather heavier than she 
sometimes wore, exaggerating her eyes and with a rather dark 
lipstick. She was wearing an unbuttoned black trench coat 
loosely over her shoulders. She looked delicious and excited 
immediate interest in the male passengers.

All the seats were taken and she went to stand at the back of 
the bus near the door on the pavement side of the bus. She 
slipped off her coat, folded it and put it at her feet. I had 
noticed with some interest than on her more 'slutty' days she 
tended to stand at the back where she was more likely to 
receive attention but on the days when she was dressed more 
conservatively she would sit and read a magazine. I noticed 
one or two men begin to slowly gravitate towards her but 
today they were out of luck. I left my seat and moved 
decisively through the crowded standing space until I was 
beside the girl. I put my hand on the rail beside her 
shoulder, effectively pinning her in the corner by the door, 
putting her at my complete disposal and preventing the 
attentions of any other passengers being realized. She 
glanced quickly into my eyes, bit her lip, flushed and turned 
half away from me so that she was looking out of the window. 
I noticed with no little surprise but with a lot of pleasure 
the shadow of uncertainty in her eyes. This girl was not 
nearly as confident as she tried to appear.

The bus drew up at another stop and many more people boarded. 
As all the seats were taken the new passengers pressed into 
the standing area where we were and it began to become really 
congested. I was pressed more closely against my pretty 
target, trapping her in the corner. She was a tall girl, only 
an inch or two shorter than I am and she glanced quickly 
again at my face before looking out of the window.  Her 
cheeks were still stained by a pretty flush and her freckles 
became rather more prominent in her embarrassment and 
anxiety. I quickly caught on to the fact that this was a girl 
who was confident when she felt in control but could easily 
be pushed off balance - then uncertainty and anxiety took 
over.

Random movements in the crowded space pushed me closer to 
her. I put my left arm across in front of her holding the 
rail, which ran along the bus window and, dropping my right 
had I leaned on the wall of the bus so that my thigh was in 
contact with her and my right had was between us but not yet 
touching her. I could hear her breathing and, looking over 
her shoulder and downwards I could see right down her 
cleavage as her breasts heaved under the thin revealing silk. 
I could see one or two of the other passengers watching us 
covertly but I ignored them. I moved my hand on to the curve 
of her thigh just below the hip and pressed gently. 
Immediately I felt the strap of a suspender and I knew that 
she was wearing stockings. 

I slid the flat palm of my hand from her thigh to her ass and 
spread my fingers. The bus jolted and this had the effect of 
pushing her ass back a little into my hand. I spread my 
fingers wider and pressed more firmly against the springy 
flesh then closed my hand slightly and, making my intentions 
very obvious, squeezed her ass cheek firmly. I heard her 
exhale in a gasp and although her flush deepened she did not 
protest. I took this as carte blanche to proceed. I began to 
move my hand over her thinly covered ass with a proprietary 
air that she could not mistake. I outlined the edge of her 
panties and the suspenders straps leading from the lower edge 
of what felt like a very delicate garter belt. I let my hand 
drift lower following the garter strap down to the top of her 
right stocking. I squeezed her thigh just above the level of 
her stocking top, increasing steadily the extent of my 
fondling and still eliciting no protest. I had quickly 
realized that in spite of her initial air of confidence and 
her behaviour on previous days, my pretty victim was too 
embarrassed or shy to protest and that I could get away with 
almost anything. I moved my hand to the back of her thigh and 
caressed the full flesh, relishing its springiness through 
the nylon of her stocking. 

It is interesting how far one can go feeling up an 
embarrassed and unwillingly compliant girl on a crowded bus! 
I slid my hand up the back of her nylon-covered leg until I 
reached the bare flesh at the top of her stocking. She gasped 
again as I moved my hand further up under her short thin 
skirt back on to her ass but by this time my hand was up her 
skirt caressing her trim ass through the inadequate barrier 
of her delicate panties. I began to move my hand freely over 
her nylon-covered buttocks relishing the soft feel of the 
delicate material as it slid over her smooth flesh.  As I 
squeezed and shaped the globes of her buttocks in my palm, I 
took my left hand from the rail across the window and slipped 
it round her under her armpit on to the smooth flesh of her 
bare midriff pulling her back against me. She gasped but 
compliantly moved as I directed her, almost like a doll. I 
took a firmer grip of her ass-cheek. The forefinger of my 
left hand flirted briefly with her navel-ring and gently 
exploring her belly button before moving upwards. I felt the 
bones of her lower rib cage against the ball of my thumb and 
I slid my hand up a little further until my thumb was 
brushing the lower curve of her full breast. I knew that the 
other passengers were watching and had a clear view, and so 
did my victim, but no one interfered. The realization that 
she was being watched as she was being felt up without being 
able to do anything about it caused her blush to deepen.

Still gripping her ass-cheek tightly I moved my hand 
deliberately up on to her left breast and began to feel her, 
molding the flesh. I saw one of my fellow passengers give me 
a thumbs-up sign out of the corner of my eye. I ignored it 
and continued to mould the flesh of her full breast. I could 
feel her hardening nipple like a bullet in the palm of my 
hand and I could smell the combined sweat of her fear, 
anxiety and arousal. Despite herself she was becoming turned 
on by my attentions. I played idly with her nipple through 
the thin covering of her blouse and bra and she gasped as I 
twisted it between thumb and forefinger. Moving my lips 
closer to her ear, I spoke to her for the first time.

"Spread your legs," I ordered brusquely. She gave what 
sounded like a little sob but did not move. I twisted her 
nipple rather more viciously and she gasped and gave a 
definite sob. Her thighs parted until she was standing on 
trembling legs with feet braced about a foot apart. I left 
her nipple and spread my hand again on her breast, cupping 
and fondling it. I took a firm grip on the soft springy girl-
flesh of her breast and held her firmly while I proceeded to 
the next stage.

As I held her by the breast pulled close against me she was 
standing rigid with her hands by her sides. I took my hand 
from her ass and seized her by her delicate wrist, bringing 
her hand to my groin. As usual I was wearing a pair of thin 
dark slacks with no underwear and a black polo-necked 
sweater. I had been erect since I first touched her and now I 
put her unwilling hand on my erect prick, forcing her to feel 
me through my thin trousers. She just let her hand hang limp. 
I squeezed her breast viciously and she gave another sob. 

"Take hold of my prick and start rubbing," I whispered in her 
ear. Nothing happened. I squeezed her breast again and I felt 
her delicate hand cup my balls, feeling, outlining and 
defining the flesh before moving up to my prick which she 
clasped reluctantly through my trousers and began to slowly 
jerk me off. I knew that she was now too cowed to stop so I 
let go of her wrist and put my hand back up her skirt. I 
slipped my hand between her legs and caressed the dimple of 
her ass before slipping my finger forward to the smooth area 
of the delicate skin between her ass and the back of the slit 
of her cunt which I began to gently stroke through the thin 
silk of her panties, working her up with the tips of my 
fingers. I heard her breathing quicken and shallow and her 
grip on my prick tightened slightly and deliciously. I 
slipped my hand up to the waistband of her panties and, as 
she jerked me off I put my fingers down inside her thin 
panties and splayed them on her bare ass. She gasped loudly 
and her breathing became shallower. I pushed her panties down 
a little giving me free access to her now-bare ass, which I 
began to fondle quickly moving to slip my hand between her 
spread thighs on to her bare cunt. Her breathing seemed to 
stop and her whole body froze. She stopped rubbing my prick 
and seemed to stand in a state of suspended animation. It was 
as though, for her for a moment, time had stopped. I squeezed 
her left breast tightly and warningly in my left hand and she 
gave a shuddering sigh and continued jerking me off.

I cupped her cunt briefly and fondled it learning the 
disposition of her rather fleshy outer lips and brushing the 
hard nub of her clit, eliciting another deep gasp. Despite 
herself she was moist. My fingers rapidly became moist in her 
female juices and I slipped my hand back along the delicate 
area of her perineum towards the puckered little dimple of 
her ass. To the accompaniment of a horrified gasp from my 
reluctant victim I slid my finger across the entrance to her 
ass, delicately rubbing across the puckered muscle. Her 
buttocks clenched reflexively but, ignoring that, I pressed 
gently against the dimple of her ass with my forefinger, 
greasy from her cunt-juice, until the protecting ring of 
muscle surrounding her opening gave way and the tip of my 
finger slid into her bottom. She was breathing raggedly and 
shallowly as now, in complete command of my pretty victim, I 
began to finger-fuck her ass as I slowly and thoroughly felt 
her breast. I knew that we were being watched by some of our 
fellow passengers and that, depending on their position, they 
could see more or less of what was going on but no-one made 
any attempt to interfere. My thoroughly cowed victim was 
submitting meekly to being played with in the full sight of 
her fellow passengers. It was obvious to her that she was 
helpless and that no one would come to her aid. She sobbed 
and continued to jerk my prick with a lovely rhythmical 
action. The elastic of her panties was cutting into my wrist 
and I took the opportunity to humiliate my lovely victim 
further. I slipped my finger from her ass and took my hand 
from under her skirt leaving her panties rucked up at the top 
of her thighs.

I put my lips close to her ear and whispered, with a little 
menace in my voice,

"Take off your panties and give them to me,"

She gasped and shook her head violently. Holding her impaled 
on my finger deep in her bottom I squeezed her left breast a 
little more tightly until she gasped with pain.

"Just get on with it," I ordered, "I won't tell you again".

Blushing violently and trying to hide her actions from the 
other passengers she squirmed and wriggled on my finger, 
slipping the panties down her legs. She let go of my prick, 
needing her hand to retrieve her panties. She stepped out of 
them, first one foot and then, because I was holding her and 
she could not easily bend she stood on that foot and, bending 
her knee, lifted the panties looped on her other ankle until 
she could reach them with her hand. She put her foot back on 
the floor and stood holding the delicate white lacy garment, 
trying to conceal it in her little hand.

All this time she had been standing half turned away from me 
with her back towards me but just then, the bus jolted and I 
quickly slipped my finger out of her bottom, pressed on her 
shoulder and maneuvering her with my grip on her left breast 
turned her abruptly so that she was facing me. She looked 
into my eyes and gasped. She was flushed and panting.

"Give me your panties," I ordered again. She gave a little 
sob and held them out for me to take.

To humiliate her further I let her stand there holding out 
the delicate lacy garment to me knowing that her fellow-
passengers were watching and sniggering at her discomfiture. 
Looking into her eyes I finally took the panties from her, 
held them under my nose and inhaled deeply before putting 
them into my pocket. She watched me aghast.

"Lovely, darling." I said mockingly, "that will make a nice 
souvenir of this morning for me. What is your name?" For a 
moment it looked as though she wasn't going to answer but 
then she looked into my eyes and what she saw there rapidly 
changed her mind.

"Danielle," she whispered.

I smiled at her and took my hand from her breast, and slipped 
my right arm around her waist under her armpit drawing her 
close to me so that her cunt, covered now only by her thin 
short skirt was pressed against my groin. I knew that she 
could feel my erect prick against her and her eyes widened. I 
could feel her trembling as I pulled her against me. I knew 
that any resistance she had was broken by now as she looked 
into my eyes with her lower lip slightly trembling. I slipped 
my hand down from her waist to the soft flesh of her thigh 
relishing the sensual feel of her stocking and slowly slid my 
hand up her leg under her skirt on to the warm bare flesh at 
the top of the stocking. She shook as she looked into my 
eyes. I slid my hand further up on to her bare bottom and 
began to mould and squeeze the soft globes of her trim ass 
under her skirt.

"Spread your thighs, Danielle," I ordered and without 
hesitation her thighs parted. I slipped my hand from under 
her skirt and took my arm from round her. Looking into her 
eyes I pressed her back against the wall of the bus into the 
corner by the door so that she had no freedom of movement and 
I slipped my hand back between her thighs and slid it up her 
skirt, this time from the front. I could smell the fear and 
reluctant excitement from the twitchy girl as I took 
possession of her cunt, which was very wet. I noted with 
interest and some amusement that her cunt was completely 
shaved making the slickness of the wet outer lips very 
evident to my exploring fingers.  I put two fingers into her 
and began a gentle deep finger-fuck as I looked into her 
eyes. I exerted my complete domination by putting my other 
hand behind her head, winding my fingers in he longish red 
ponytail, drew her face forward and put my lips to hers. At 
first I just kissed her gently with rather loose, undemanding 
lips against her tense closed ones but I then began gently to 
increase the intimacy of the caress. I brushed my tongue 
along her lips and pressed rather more demandingly. Her lips 
reluctantly parted and I slipped the tip of my tongue between 
them into her warm mouth. She was trembling and shaking on my 
fingers as I played with her wet cunt and looked into my eyes 
with an unreadable expression. I began to kiss her more 
deeply, taking complete possession of her mouth and 
exploring, slowly and luxuriously, her palate and gums. Her 
tongue, in spite of herself, writhed excitedly against mine 
and I could both feel and hear her breathing quickening. I 
increased the depth and rate of the finger-fuck, taking care 
to brush her clit with each stroke. I saw beads of 
perspiration on her forehead and a tear at the corner of her 
eye. Her breathing became very suddenly much more rapid and 
shallow in my mouth and she gave a deep gasp and a little 
squeal into my mouth as, shuddering and trembling in my arms, 
she came on my fingers.

I drew her closer and let her bury her hot embarrassed face 
in my chest as I held her with my fingers twisted in her 
pony-tail as she recovered. Her excited ragged breathing 
gradually slowed as she fought to bring herself under 
control. I moved the fingers of my other hand gently and 
slowly in and out of her wet cunt as she stood leaning 
against me compliantly on shaking spread legs. As I finger-
fucked the shaking redhead I glanced out of the window of the 
bus. Although I had been concentrating on playing with my 
unwilling partner I had been conscious of the doors of the 
bus opening and closing and passengers boarding and alighting 
close by us as the bus stops passed. I now saw that we were 
near the University and I knew the stop at which Danielle 
usually alighted. Today things were going to be a little 
different for her!

I saw the bus approaching the stop at which I intended to 
alight and I withdrew my fingers from Danielle's cunt and put 
the flat of my hand on her bare midriff and drew it across 
her warm bare flesh. I could feel the moisture from her cunt 
on my fingers quickly drying but leaving smears on her soft 
flesh. I slipped a finger through her navel-ring and made a 
fist possessively against the soft flesh of her young belly 
with my forefinger locked in her ring. There was now no way 
that she could escape so I let go of her hair.

We reached the first university stop, the stop before the one 
at which she usually alighted. The doors opened and I smiled 
into her startled eyes as I casually stepped off the bus on 
to the pavement, drawing her after me by the ring in her 
navel on which I now had an unbreakable grip. The other 
passengers parted and let us off the bus with no problem. It 
appeared that my easy control of the girl and my casual 
assumption of ownership through my control of her ring must 
have given them the impression that we were together somehow. 

Pulling her casually by her navel-ring, I dragged her along 
behind me for a short distance along the pavement and then 
through a narrow alley between two buildings.  I knew that it 
wasn't painful for Danielle having her ring tugged as I led 
her, but I also knew that it was the sort of thing where she 
had to go where she was tugged.  It was like one of those 
judo holds that don't really hurt and which don't look 
impressive, but which somehow, you can't do anything about 
and which completely subdue you. I pulled her along after me 
quickly enough that she was tottering uncomfortably along on 
her heels and having to struggle to keep her balance. The 
breeze kept flicking her skirt up and giving brief flashes of 
her bare ass and cunt to anyone who was around. A combination 
of trying to keep up to minimize the tension on her navel, 
trying to keep her balance on the uneven ground on her heels 
and trying to preserve her modesty by holding her skirt down 
kept her sufficiently occupied that I knew that she would not 
cause me difficulty.

I knew where we were going as I had set it up the day before. 
After a short while we came to an underpass. I contemplated 
stopping for a moment in the semi-darkness of the short 
tunnel to play with my pretty companion but we were nearly at 
our destination so I just carried on. We came to what looked 
like a service door and I had ensured that it would be 
unlocked. I pulled it open and drew Danielle after me into 
the gloom of the building, along a short corridor and into a 
small room, the door of which I locked, pocketing the key. I 
slipped my finger from her navel-ring and releasing her, 
stepped away from the trembling redhead. She stood looking at 
me and biting her lower lip. In spite of all she had been 
through in the last hour or so she still looked neat and 
tidy, only we both knew that her panties were now in my 
pocket.

I leaned against the door and smiled at Danielle. She looked 
nervously around the room. It was a small room with no 
windows; clearly it was a storeroom. The only furniture was a 
large chair and a mattress lying along one wall. A fairly dim 
subdued light from a skylight lighted the room. There was no 
internal light in the room itself. I looked at Danielle and 
as she looked uncertainly back at me I closed the space 
between us with two quick strides and, before she could react 
I wound the fingers of my left hand in her ponytail, holding 
her tightly and gaining immediate and complete control of 
her. I kissed her deeply taking immediate and complete 
possession of her soft mouth, which I slowly began to explore 
with my tongue and lips. I slid my right hand across the 
smooth warm flesh of her belly, brushing her navel-ring as I 
passed and took possession of her left breast with I squeezed 
hard until she gasped with pain into my mouth. I intended to 
let her know exactly what the situation was so that I should 
have no more trouble with her. I moved her back so that her 
back was against the wall and when I was sure that she could 
not wriggle free and that I had complete control I let go of 
her hair and, still squeezing her right breast, slipped my 
left hand behind her up her short skirt and insinuated my 
fingers between the cleft of the protruding buttocks of her 
trim ass, brushing the dimpled rose of her ass-hole before 
moving forward against the resistance of her thighs towards 
her cunt. I took my lips from hers and looked into her 
frightened eyes.

"Spread your legs," I said quietly but firmly. She looked 
back, wide-eyed at me but did not move. I squeezed slightly 
harder with my right hand and hurt her breast a little more. 
She gasped and stood bowlegged while I felt her cunt under 
her short skirt. She was flushed and panting as I pressed her 
back against the wall. I slightly released my grip on her 
breast until I just had her nipple between my thumb and 
forefinger. I began to squeeze and roll it as, ignoring her 
gasp, first of discomfort and then of pain, I began to kiss 
her again. I took my time with my pretty victim, kissing her 
thoroughly as I felt her wet cunt from behind and tortured 
her stiff nipple. At any time she could have begun to fight 
back, to struggle or even to try to knee me in the groin but 
her resistance appeared to have been broken. I took a firm 
hold on her stiff nipple and sat down on the chair. The 
pressure I was putting on her nipple caused her to bend 
forward. I continued pulling her down by the nipple until I 
had her reluctant trembling form spread on my lap at my 
complete disposal.

Danielle laid limply and submissively across my lap her 
resistance for the moment appearing to be broken. She lay as 
I had put her, still being controlled by the pressure I was 
exerting on her nipple waiting in tense anticipation, head 
inverted, her read pony-tail spread on the bare floor of the 
utility room. Her dangling breasts were pressed against my 
left leg as I held her by the nipple and admired the sweet 
contour of her lush curves. The rounded contours of her trim 
skirt-covered bottom lay over my lap rather more to the right 
than to the left and she must have been aware of my stiff 
prick against her virtually bare cunt. Her long slim athletic 
legs, sheathed in dark stockings, were slightly parted and 
the toes of her high-heeled shoes scraped on the bare floor. 
I had plenty of time and I took my time, knowing that waiting 
to see what would happen would build up Danielle's anxiety. I 
carefully arranged her on my lap exactly as I wanted her. I 
released her nipple now that she was completely under my 
control and reached down to feel her breasts arranging her so 
that I could enjoy the feeling of the soft springy flesh of 
her breasts pressing against the firm muscle of my calf as 
she dangled helplessly head-down over my lap. I did not 
remove her shoes.
I flicked up her short red skirt and spent a moment 
contemplating the enticing sight her naked bottom presented 
across my lap, so temptingly displayed for my enjoyment. I 
put my hand gently on the right globe of her buttock and 
noted with amusement her instant instinctive reaction. The 
muscles of her buttocks clenched tightly and I could see the 
waves of contraction passing through the firm flesh under my 
caressing hand. I made no further move other than a gentle 
caress and when Danielle seemed to think that I was content 
to only feel her bottom tension left her body and I saw and 
felt the muscles of her trim young ass relax and become 
quiescent under my hand. 
Now that she was relaxed, even if anxious, I began to feel 
her bottom at my leisure. I passed my hands over the perfect 
globes of her young ass squeezing and kneading the soft yet 
firm flesh. The muscles of her bottom clenched and unclenched 
under the demanding attention of my exploring hand. I slid my 
right hand down the inside of her nylon-covered thigh to her 
knee and pressed slightly outwards. She understood 
immediately and compliantly parted her legs. I continued to 
caress and mould her ass flesh with my left hand and slid my 
right hand between her newly parted legs on to her bare cunt, 
which I began to feel. 

Already moist, she rapidly became wet under my ministrations 
and I thoroughly coated my fingers in her female juices. With 
my left hand I widely parted the twin globes of her perfect 
ass baring the puckered little brown rose of her ass-hole. 
She sighed deeply, which became a gasp as I trailed my wet 
finger across her orifice. She had already felt my finger in 
her ass on the bus so it was no real surprise to her as I 
gently but deliberately slid my finger past the outer ring of 
muscle, straight up her clinging bottom. I relaxed for a 
moment, enjoying the feel of the internal muscles of her ass 
as they clutched and pulled reflexively against my finger. 
She shuddered deeply again which had the delightful effect of 
pressing the full globes of her hanging breasts more firmly 
against the muscle of my calf. I began to slowly finger-fuck 
her delicious bottom and she was unable to remain still under 
the attention, wriggling on my lap in spite of herself and 
agitating my stiff prick deliciously. I slid a second finger 
into her ass and she gasped with a mixture of surprise and 
pain. I began to fuck the tight orifice with two fingers 
deliberately stretching and loosening it for what I had in 
mind for later.

Danielle continued to wriggle on my lap as she was being 
played with and I pushed my two invading fingers as far up 
her bottom as I could and held her impaled while I reached 
down with my free hand, slid it between the soft flesh of her 
breasts and the hard muscle of my calf and began to feel her, 
molding and squeezing the soft springy flesh of her young 
breast through the thin material of her blouse and bra. As I 
felt her, I continued to deeply finger her ass and she 
groaned softly. Tiring of this sport, I released her breast, 
slipped my fingers out of her tight hole and gave her bottom 
a sharp slap, which echoed, in the small room. She gasped 
loudly as I slid her off my lap to the floor by my feet. She 
looked up at me in startled surprise.

I looked down at the rather disheveled redhead as she lay at 
my feet. She was lying half on her side and the material of 
her blouse was drawn very tightly across her breasts, 
accentuating her bra and defining the sharp cones of her hard 
nipples. Her right leg was stretched out straight and her 
left bent at the knee. This had the effect of causing her 
short red skirt to ride very high on her thighs, only just 
covering her cunt. Her ponytail hung down the front of her 
chest lying on her right breast and her fringe was plastered 
to her forehead by the perspiration generated by the 
experience she had just undergone.

I motioned for her to stand but she just lay and looked 
dumbly up at me. I sighed and reaching forward wound the 
fingers of my left hand in her ponytail and grasped her by 
the left breast with my right hand. I slowly rose to my feet 
pulling her up with me. She scrambled up a little inelegantly 
trying to relieve the tension on her hair and her breast 
until she was standing, panting deeply, facing me balanced 
rather precariously on her high heels. Keeping my fingers 
wound in her hair I released her breast and slipped my right 
hand back up her skirt straight between her thighs on to her 
shaved cunt. I slipped my forefinger up her channel and to 
the accompaniment of a startled gasp, spread my fingers and 
cupped her cunt. I gave her a simple order as I continued to 
feel her cunt.

"Strip," I commanded.

She shook her head rapidly from side to side. I pressed two 
fingers of my right hand deeply into her wet cunt and rubbed 
my thumb over the rose of her ass-hole. I released her 
ponytail and took hold of her right nipple in the thumb and 
forefinger of my left hand. She gasped as I twisted her 
nipple viciously. 

"Don't make me have to repeat myself," I said quietly, giving 
her nipple another twist. A tear came to her eyes but her 
hands went to her blouse and she loosened the tie, unbuttoned 
it and left it hanging loose around her shoulders.

"Wait," I ordered and sat down in the chair with my right 
hand still gripping her cunt tightly. I laid my arm along the 
arm of the chair so that my forefingers were extended at the 
level of her cunt. I withdrew my finger and immediately 
slipped two fingers up her wet slit, pulling her towards me 
by the cunt. I began to finger-fuck her.

"Fuck yourself on my fingers and look into my eyes as you 
strip," I said quietly and the humiliated frightened girl 
began to move her hips backwards and forwards unwillingly 
pleasuring herself on my fingers. I looked with pleasure thin 
blouse hanging from her shoulders and at her half-cup lacy 
white bra. As she fucked herself on my fingers I lay back and 
watched her slip the thin blouse down her arms and drop it 
beside her on the floor. I continued looking into her eyes as 
her hands went behind her to the catch of her bra. This 
simple motion made her breasts stand out beautifully and 
accentuated their perfect line and shape. She unfastened the 
clip before sliding the bra down her arms and dropping it on 
to the floor on top of her blouse. She stood helplessly 
looking down at me her hips moving rhythmically on my fingers 
and her bare breasts heaving.

"The skirt," I said quietly. She sobbed, loosened the catch 
on her skirt and it fell around her feet. She kicked it away 
toward the small pile of her other clothes. She was an 
extremely erotic sight in a garter-belt and dark sheer 
stockings which showed off her perfect legs. The relatively 
high heels she was wearing served to define her calves and to 
cause her trim bottom to protrude. I enjoyed the sight for a 
moment longer then took my fingers from her cunt and looked 
up at her. Her hips stopped their reluctant movement and she 
looked down at me uncertainly. I slipped my shoes off.

"Undress me," I said simply. She just stood and looked down 
at me. "If I have to tell you again you will be really 
sorry," I continued, putting a little quiet menace into my 
tone. The unhappy girl pulled off my sweater and then 
unbuckled my belt. She unfastened my zip, taking care I 
noticed not to touch my prick, and slid my trousers down. I 
lifted my bottom so that she could lip my trousers off and 
nodded at my socks - one after the other, she removed them. I 
was now naked.

"Stand between my thighs," I ordered and it was a measure of 
my control that she moved to do my bidding, resting her hands 
by her sides without any delay. She looked forlornly down 
into my face and I smiled up at her. 

"Now start wanking me," I ordered. She clasped my shaft in 
her soft hand and began to toss me off. I put my hand between 
her slender thighs and began to feel her moist bare cunt. She 
gasped. "Spread your legs," I said and she automatically 
complied. She was standing slightly bow-legged with her 
thighs spread giving me complete access to her naked cunt 
while she slowly and deliciously tossed me off. I thoroughly 
felt her cunt while looking into her eyes and, despite 
herself, she began to become even more moist in my hand. I 
rapidly grew hard under her expert little hand.

"Danielle," I said quietly, " I am going to have some fun 
with you this morning. You can do it one of two ways. You can 
either resist me all the way in which case I will have to 
hurt you. I may hurt you anyway. I sometimes do that because 
I enjoy it," she looked afraid, "or you can relax and try to 
co-operate. Whether you enjoy it is up to you." She looked 
into my eyes and submitted to having her cunt explored as she 
wanked me. Against her will she became wetter and wetter in 
my hand. I began to finger-fuck her with two fingers and she 
began to gasp in time to my strokes and her hips began to 
writhe as she tried to balance on the high heels. As I 
finger-fucked her I slipped my other hand behind her and 
began to feel her bottom, squeezing and kneading the soft 
flesh of her buttocks rather harder than was comfortable for 
her. I was enjoying hurting her and making her squirm. "Have 
you ever sucked a man off?" I asked. She was silent. I gave 
her buttock a sharp pinch, pushing my fingers hard up her wet 
cunt and feeling the lip of her cervix with my fingertips. 
"Well?" She reddened and looked uncomfortable.

"Well?" I repeated.

"I sometimes suck my fianc‚ off," she whispered almost 
inaudibly.

"Get down on your knees between my thighs and take my prick 
into your mouth," I said. She did not move so I took my hand 
from her cunt and reached up to her swinging breast. I began 
to twist her nipple sharply exerting a downward pressure 
until I had forced her to her knees. 

 "Kiss my prick," I ordered, "then move your lips to the tip 
and take the tip in your mouth". She looked briefly into my 
eyes and then lowered her gaze to my prick, moved forward and 
kissed it with her soft red lips about three inches from the 
tip. She moved her mouth slowly up the shaft of my rod to the 
tip and reluctantly opened her lips. I moved my hips slightly 
forward and the tip of my big stiff prick entered the moist 
warmth of her mouth. I pushed it in about an inch and let it 
rest there. She automatically closed her lips round the shaft 
and I looked down with pleasure at the cute redhead on her 
knees before me with my big stiff prick in her mouth. 

"Now, take my prick in your hand and wank me off into your 
mouth," I said, "on each stroke give a gentle suck". She 
automatically began to follow my instructions and before long 
I was being given a very competent blowjob. 

"That's lovely, Danielle," I commented, "You are really very 
good at this. Every so often stop sucking and run your tongue 
around the ridge under the head of my prick". I began to feel 
delicious waves of sensation from my prick passing down my 
legs and up my back. I knew that this would not last long as 
the warmth from my balls grew stronger. I wound my fingers in 
her soft red ponytail so that she could not remove her mouth 
and began to move my hips, fucking her mouth. 

"Suck me harder," I said and she obeyed automatically. I 
could feel the sperm being sucked out of my balls and I 
pulled her mouth further on to my prick pushing it about four 
inches in as I came in her mouth and blasted a load of hot 
cum against the back of her throat. She began to gag but I 
held her mouth on my prick relentlessly until she had been 
compelled to swallow it all. A thin white trickle ran down 
from the corner of her red lips on to her chin. She looked up 
at as she knelt before me with my softening prick in her 
mouth. I pulled her head off my prick by her ponytail and she 
wiped the cum from her lips with the back of her hand. 
Without saying a word I rose to my feet and pulled her up by 
the hair. She stood wobbling on her high heels. I grinned at 
her, hooked my finger in her navel ring and walked to the 
mattress drawing her after me like a dog on a lead.

I lay down on the mattress and pulled her down by the ring so 
that she was lying beside me. I took her hand and moved it to 
my prick and she automatically grasped the shaft. I slipped 
an arm round her and drew her to me and began to kiss her, 
tasting my cum on her lips. I put my arm round her under her 
armpit and began to fondle her full breast, teasing the 
nipple occasionally between thumb and forefinger. Already 
hard, the sensitive bud stiffened further. I was interested 
that, without my having to tell her, Danielle's soft hand had 
begun to stroke and jerk my prick, and I was rapidly becoming 
hard again under her ministrations. I took my lips from hers 
and looked into Danielle's eyes.

"Kneel with your bottom in the air, your arms flat on the bed 
and your cheek resting on your arms and part your thighs," I 
told her. She did not move so I gave her nipple a sharp 
twist. She was beginning to learn her lesson and she rapidly 
scrambled on to her knees and rested her cheek on her arms as 
they lay flat on the bed. She looked sidelong at me. In this 
position her trim  bottom was stuck up in the air and with 
her legs parted I could see the wet groove of her hairless 
cunt. I got to my knees and knelt behind the trembling 
Danielle. I began to feel the flesh of her buttocks with both 
hands before slipping my left hand between her parted thighs 
on to her hairless wet cunt which I felt thoroughly before 
slipping two fingers hard up her and beginning to finger-fuck 
her again. I moistened my right forefinger in the juice from 
her wet cunt and pressed it gently against the puckered 
entrance to her ass. She gasped as she felt what I was doing 
but did not dare move.  Gently pushed my finger forward until 
the ring of protecting muscle suddenly gave way and my finger 
slipped easily and deeply into her bottom. She gasped again 
loudly as she was doubly penetrated. I began to finger-fuck 
both holes fairly vigorously and her body shook and trembled 
under the force of my attentions. Her breathing began to 
quicken and become shallower and I felt both holes becoming 
wetter on my fingers. She began to gasp in time with my 
thrusts. I was now timing the strokes of both hands so that 
her cunt and ass were being deeply finger-fucked at the same 
time. Her gasps became wordless moans and then sharp little 
high-pitched squeals. I felt her body suddenly become rigid 
as she emitted a louder sighing gasp and came on my fingers.

She gave a deep sigh and relaxed as her breathing began to 
calm down. I could feel her slender body shaking from the 
effects of the orgasm and, to give her time to recover I 
slipped my fingers from her body and held her by the hips. 
With a deep shuddering gasp she got her breathing under 
control. I could smell her perspiration, in fact the whole 
room was redolent of sex and sweat. After several minutes she 
had managed to regain her composure.

I slipped my finger up her bottom again, enjoying the feeling 
as she wriggled and clenched the muscles of her ass against 
the invasion. To amuse myself, I suddenly slapped her springy 
buttock fairly hard. The noise of the slap resounded through 
the small room accompanied by her gasp of shock and pain. I 
began to spank the cute trim bottom so temptingly laid out 
before me. I was not bothered about being gentle and the 
cheeks of Danielle's ass soon became a fiery red under my 
hand. She began to sob in time with each stroke. I varied the 
position of each stroke until the cheeks of her ass and her 
upper thighs were a uniform fiery red. I moved closer behind 
the sobbing, shaking red-head and with one smooth movement 
pushed my stiff prick between the wet lips of her gaping cunt 
until I was sheathed in her hot clinging channel to the 
balls. She gave a horrified gasp and tried to look round at 
me. I leaned forward on her back until my lips were at her 
ear. 

"You are going to love this," I whispered as I began to 
slowly fuck her. She did not move but became rigid. I slapped 
her red ass again and she gasped loudly. "Come on, Danielle," 
I said abruptly, "wake up!!" She had one or two attempts to 
get the words out and then, looking round at me over her 
shoulder pleaded,

"Please don't fuck me, don't cum inside me I am not on the 
pill," I just laughed and began to thrust deeper. She gave a 
sigh and appeared to give up as she reflexedly pushed her 
trim, reddened bottom back against me so that I became more 
deeply embedded in her hot tight cunt. I reached round under 
her and began to play with her full swinging tits. I kneaded 
the soft flesh and pulled and twisted her stiff nipples until 
she gasped with pain. I began to shaft her deeply and 
rhythmically and she moved with me despite herself as I built 
up my rhythm. I increased the depth of my stroke, pulling 
Danielle back on to my prick by the tits. The added 
stimulation of the closer contact was too much for my self-
control and I came hard shooting spurts of hot cum up into 
the receptive womb of the reluctant frightened red-head. I 
gave her arse a last hard slap and withdrew my softening 
prick from her clinging cunt and she collapsed gasping on to 
her stomach with her thighs splayed. I could see a white 
trail of cum leading from her wet open cunt and running down 
to her stockings. She reached between her legs and felt the 
cum running from her cunt down her thigh and looked up at me 
with eyes puffy with tears. I could see that she was trying 
to speak and I waited, giving her a chance to get the words 
out. After a moment she brought her sobs under control and 
whispered,

"I told you I wasn't on the pill. What am I going to do if I 
am pregnant? I just laughed and slowly began to collect my 
clothes and dressed as the unhappy girl watched silently, 
sobbing from time to time. Finally I was ready and I looked 
down at her, enjoying the sight of her slender body, the 
white of her back contrasting with the fiery red of her 
spanked bottom. I smiled at her and unlocked the door. Just 
as I was leaving I looked down at Danielle,

"Thank you for this morning, Danielle, darling," I said 
maliciously, "you were a lovely fuck. We must do this again. 
I'll see you on the bus tomorrow." Smiling to myself I left 
the room and closed the door quietly on Danielle's horrified 
gaze.


The author wished to acknowledge and thank Danielle who 
provided the inspiration and much of the material for this 
story.

Comments, criticism and suggestions for future stories are 
always welcome at aled7@yahoo.com


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This story was written as an adult fantasy.  The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story;  should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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