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Yes Mistress, Thank You Mistress
by Amber (straponamber@hotmail.com)

***

A true story about rough but consensual lesbian sex. 
(Fdom/F, FF, ws)

***

This is my first attempt at writing, but this story at 
least is completely true, although spelling of some 
names is changed. Lemme know what you think if you're 
so inclined. (straponamber@hotmail.com)Thank you for 
reading. 

***

As soon as I saw what Rene was wearing that night, I 
knew I was going to fuck her. Short pleated skirt that 
barely covered her ass and let the whole world know 
that those ripped fishnets were being held up by a 
garter belt (oh god, hot); a white vinyl shirt that was 
fastened by a zip, opened to just below the curve 
underneath her breasts. No bra tonight, and knowing 
Rene, no panties either. 

I idly wondered whether the shirt was taped to her 
tits, because I had no idea how the fuck that shit was 
staying in place, without any pop-outs occurring. My 
attention is temporarily de-railed by the skinny black 
leather tie on the bare flesh of her neck and chest - 
Blame Avril Lavigne I guess - but that little fashion-
what-the-fuck was more than compensated by the thigh 
high black fake leather boots. I knew from previous 
experience that Rene's incredibly flexible, and I felt 
the sudden urge to piss on those boots and have her 
clean them with her tongue. 

You have to consider when imagining this girl right 
handedly, that she's also fucking hot. I think her 
heritage is like Iris/Italian or something. I never 
really wasted time with "getting to know you" chit-chat 
because she was super easy to get into bed when we 
first met (well, toilet cubicle, anyway...), and we 
don't have much in common except shared friends and 
musical taste. Oh, and a love of dirty, kinky lesbo 
sex. But yeah, she's got creamy white Irish skin but a 
curvy Italian body. Dark hair, at the moment dyed black 
and pink. 

She isn't anorexically thin but not particularly chubby 
either. Just curvy, with these lovely, big, full tits. 
She's a hair shorter than me, but I'm six two so that's 
not at all surprising. Underneath all those clothes I 
know her cunt's waxed but has a bit of fur on the mons, 
and - this is so fucking hot - her armpits are thick 
with fine, furry black hair. Fuck I love girls that 
don't shave up there. 

Me? I'm Amber. Six ft two, 10D breasts, originally from 
Seattle but been living here (Australia) for a while 
now. I've got black hair, a few tattoos including 
sleeves on my arms, I do shave my pits because while 
it's a turn on, being stinky isn't. I'm 19, I'm a 
lesbo, I emigrated out here with my gf Chloe, who's a 
hottie but doesn't figure in this story so more on her 
another time. We both have a love of fucking hot 
teenage sluts so we're not sexually monogamous, just 
romantically so. We both just love hot, kinky, dirty 
sex...and I'm also pretty fucking dominant. 

I also love the cock, lol...my strap-on that is. And I 
was thanking whatever gods I cared to listen that I was 
wearing it under my jeans that night. Just wearing it 
out turns me on, and I was probably going to be meeting 
up with Chloe later and the horny slut can't get enough 
fake dick, the more public the better. But I had a 
feeling that it might be getting a taste of Rene first. 
Thank fuck I wore it. 

I'd headed on over to Rene's place to just drop off 
some CD's I'd borrowed from her flatmate and shit. 
Their place was right near a nice little Indian 
takeaway that was gonna be satisfying my non-booty 
cravings that night, so why not? But all thoughts of 
dinner and records went straight out of my mind when 
she answered the door in that outfit. 

"Hey Ambs!" hugs, kisses, the usual shit. 

"Hey babe, wow, where the fuck are you headed dressed 
like that?"

"Oh, nowhere, actually," (god, that cute little 
schoolgirl giggle just made me wetter) "I was just 
trying it out. I think I might wear it this weekend... 
you like?" 

I literally had to clear my throat so it didn't come 
out as a growl "uh... shit yeah! Very hot!" But I 
mustn't have been able to hide my intentions, because 
Rene gave me that look. You know the one. The 'I know 
you want it and god I'm a skank and totally submissive 
to boot, just come in and take it'. That look. I like 
that look. 

"So, uh, why'd you come over?"

It took me a minute to come back to reality, before I 
could reply "Oh, just to drop off these records for 
Mel", I gestured ineffectually with the pile of CDs and 
vinyl under my arm. 

"Oh, cool, she's not here" another pause, another look. 
Damn she's a slut, I'm dripping down my thighs "but 
come in anyway, you can leave them here for here." 

I gladly followed her in and placed the records on the 
coffee table for Melanie to collect, and before I knew 
what I was doing, I had Rene pressed up against the 
wall, my lips, tongue, and teeth exploring her neck. 

As I mentioned above, Rene is very, very submissive. 
With me especially. I was reminded of that as she 
groaned into my ear; "Ohhh, thank you mistresssssssss!" 
the last word turning into an animalistic grunt as I 
bit and sucked her soft flesh, and my hands slipped up 
under the vinyl and began to molest her tits. I pressed 
my thigh into her crotch and we both began panting and 
grunting as she began to hump my leg.

She whimpered out another "thank you" before our lips 
met hungrily, and our tongues began to wrestle, 
fighting for space in each other's mouth. By this point 
her hands were gripping my back, almost clawing at the 
material of my t shirt. We both wanted it so fucking 
bad...

Normally sex with Rene, while this furious and 
frenzied, isn't this quick. We were in total quickie 
territory here tonight. But usually, she comes over to 
my place for a full session. We call it "discipline." 
She'll message or ring me and say "Amber, I've been 
kinda bad lately, I think I need to be disciplined." 
And then for the next few hours, she's mine. 

She's an incredibly good slave girl. She gets off on 
degradation and torture, can't get enough of it. Often 
Chloe joins in on these 'discipline' sessions because 
my baby has a kinky, sadistic streak I can't hope to 
match. And Rene can take anything she'll dish out. But 
most importantly, Rene's the only Aussie girl Chloe and 
I have found so far who's into shit play. She even eats 
it. Chloe and I discovered our love for that stuff when 
we were younger, drunk, and searching for fucked up 
porno on the internet. I know it's a definite acquired 
taste, but we still haven't been able to find many 
girls into it, and none since we moved here. (Yes, we 
are taking applicants, but you've gotta be female and 
around our age). 

None with the exception of Rene of course. Thinking 
about taking a dump on that gorgeous milky white skin 
was making me ready to burst. Normally I'd be talking 
more, abusing Rene, telling her that damn right she 
should be thanking me for making her feel so good, and 
so on…but we both knew how that shit worked, and what 
good is a slave girl if the bitch won't get you off?

I withdrew from the kiss, but couldn't take my hands 
off her breasts, not yet. We looked at each other, 
panting, flushed, squeezing our legs together. I 
finally managed to let go and take a step back 
completely. She looked so slutty, still almost glued to 
the wall from the intensity of my attack, her close-
cropped hair all messed up, her thighs squeezing 
together, trying to release some of the tension in her 
snatch. 

Stepping back up to her, I entwined one hand in her 
short black and pink curls, and promptly slapped her 
with the other, in the face, hard. She only moaned, I 
knew she felt most of the force of the blow in her 
pussy. "Get down on yr knees, you fucking whore, and 
suck me." I stepped back again, took a few steps away 
and turned so my back was now to the wall. She visibly 
regained control and followed me, remembering at the 
last minute to gasp out a "Yes, mistress... thank you, 
mistress," as she sank to her knees and rubbed her face 
all over my crotch, breathing in the stink of my pussy 
through my jeans. I leaned back against the wall and 
placed my hands behind my head, sighing, sitting back 
to enjoy the show. 

She undid my belt and unzipped my jeans, giving me a 
dirty little smile as she came across the cock hidden 
in there. It's nine inches, not like she wouldn't have 
known even just by looking at my jeans that I was 
wearing it, but hey, we both knew it was all about 
playing the game. Taking the cock out and stroking it 
as if it was real, she looked me in the eye and said in 
her best dirty school girl voice "thank you for letting 
me suck you off mistress", before wrapping her lips 
around the thick black latex and proceeding to suck me 
off with an intensity I hadn't often seen outside 
pornos. 

I love making sluts suck my dick as if it was real. I 
get no physical pleasure from it, but that's the 
point... I get off on the fact that the bitch will get 
down on her knees and do something that for all intents 
and purposes is pointless, except as an act of 
submission. The effect it has on me is indescribable. I 
also just like seeing how good a girl is at giving 
head. Rene has to be a fucking expert. She was doing 
all the tricks, sucking the head, running her tongue 
around in circles, jacking the shaft up and down and 
following it with her mouth, cupping the latex balls, 
even deep-throating and making herself gag. 

I took my shirt off and slipped out of my bra, my tits 
needed some attention too. So there I was, playing with 
my boobies, pinching my nipples, while this hot 18 year 
old in that wildly sexy outfit sucked my cock like a 
pro. I could, I wanted to, do this for hours. I wanted 
her jaw to get sore, knowing that she'd keep sucking 
because she'd do anything, even smear herself with 
horse shit (yeah, we made her do it, it stank but god 
it was hot) and masturbate in front of a video camera, 
to please me. But I didn't want to disrupt the flow of 
this fuck. I needed to take back the initiative. 

Her finger was probing at the entrance to my butt. She 
looked up with questioning eyes, asking 'may I, 
mistress?' I pretended to consider it, consider whether 
I thought she deserved the pleasure of fingering my 
ass. Finally, I gave the impression of relenting and 
nodded, and she worked her finger up there. 

I'm no stranger to anal, and know what to do with what 
muscles, so it took no effort. Pretty soon I was being 
penetrated while I watched the cock disappear in and 
out of her mouth, stretching her red lips. She was 
really going about it with gusto, great streams of 
saliva were dripping everywhere, stretching all the way 
down from where her lips met my cock to her breasts, 
now wet with drool. Lovely. 

But as I said, I needed to take back the initiative 
here. Grabbing that fucking stupid little tie, I pulled 
it upwards, choking her, almost lifting her off the 
ground. 

To her credit, Rene kept the finger up my butt and her 
mouth in place on my thick nine inches of latex. I 
waited until I heard her start to choke in earnest, 
making those 'unk, unk' sounds, before I hissed out, 
"If that finger doesn't stay up my ass, you little 
whore, I'm going to fucking make you bleed, you get 
me." She nodded vigorously and 'unked'. And so I 
relented, letting some slack go so she could 
comfortably keep kneeling without breaking her neck or 
choking to death, but still, it must have been at least 
slightly uncomfortable for her. 

Placing one hand on her head, I then began to start 
fucking her mouth brutally, driving the cock all the 
way down her throat, bouncing her lips off my latex 
balls. She stayed firmly gripped with her finger up my 
asshole, the other hand holding on to my buttcheek, 
digging her nails in. 

I kept her mouth-rape up until it became uncomfortable 
for me. God knows how poor Rene must have been feeling, 
but that's the point of my slave girl. Besides, she 
loved it. That much became obvious. I ceased my assault 
on her mouth, dropped the tie, backed off, and placing 
my hand on hers, indicated that she could remove it 
from my butt. Well trained, Rene kneeled back on her 
haunches, thrust her chest out to show me her cleavage 
and neck, covered in my saliva, and then held up her 
hand to show me her finger, covered in my ass juice. 

Presenting herself for me, she looked so fucking hot. I 
put my converse clad foot on her forehead, nodded to 
the finger, said "clean it", then pushed gently but 
firmly, knocking her back on her feet... she put the 
finger in her mouth and sucked it clean, showing me the 
results. She deserved a reward for being so good. I put 
the same foot up under her skirt, and placed it against 
her cunt. No panties, of course. Why am I not 
surprised? Slut. 

"You can cum, slut." It was like opening the 
floodgates, her whole body was already tensed, ready to 
hump her clit and cuntlips against my shoe. I don't 
think it even took a second of firm pressure from my 
foot and her wildly thrusting hips, ass bouncing off 
the ground before she came. She started to say "thank 
you mistress," again but it came out more like, 
"thaUGHFUCK!"

I reflected not for the first time that her neighbours 
must hate her. She screams so loud when she cums, and 
it's not like she's fucking getting it five nights a 
week from various people. I would reprimand her for not 
thanking her mistress properly, but the scene was so 
fucking erotic, I forgot. Next time. I'll make her 
bleed. 

But now I needed mine. I didn't give her time to 
recover, I pulled her to her feet, and pushed her 
upright. "Strip, everything but the shirt and 
stockings, now." She didn't need to be told twice. The 
boots almost flew out the window, and the skirt 
followed. I pointed to the back of the couch: "bend 
over." She complied, presenting her lovely firm ass to 
me. I had to slap it. How could I not? I bet you 
would've done the same. 

*SMACK! SMACK!*

She yelped a little, but that just made me hotter. I 
ran my hands over that juicy butt, feeling the tension 
waiting to be released. She knew she was gonna get 
fucked, she knew it was gonna be rough and furious, and 
she couldn't wait. Well, I couldn't disappoint, could 
I? I guided my cock to the entrance to her cunt. 

Oh, fuck, this story sums up Rene perfectly. When she 
was moving out of home, she went shopping for this 
couch with one of her 'boyfriends' (ie fuckbuddies), 
and they kinda 'measured' it up so he could fuck her 
from behind bent over it. See what I mean? She's a 
slut! Now you know why I love fucking her. 

So, anyway...I placed just the cockhead inside her 
sopping wet cunt, and held there for at least 15 
seconds. That was all she could last before she started 
to beg. "PLEASE MISTRESS! PLEASE FUCK ME! I'M A DIRTY 
SLUT, I NEED COCK! PLEASE FUCK ME WITH YOUR BIG COCK! 
PLEASE MISTRESS! I NEED YOUR BIG COCK, I'M SUCH A SLUT 
I'LL DIE IF I DON'T GET DICK EVERY DAY, FUCK ME 
PLEASE!." 

How can I resist a plea like that. She screamed even 
louder than her orgasm when I finally, slowly, 
penetrated her, all the way to the hilt. We both held 
like that for a few seconds. My legs were shaking, and 
Rene was panting and whimpering. She'd just cum again 
from being penetrated. 

Holy shit, so had I! No wonder my legs were shaking. 
But I wasn't after her cunt anyway. A few deep, slow 
thrusts and I had a liberal coating of Rene's thick, 
slimy cunt cream on my fake cock. I withdrew from her 
cunt. Amazing that a girl that takes so much dick is so 
tight, her cunt didn't want to give it up. 

Rene gasped, from the empty feeling, and probably 
because she knew exactly what was coming next. I placed 
my hands on her exposed butt. She was trembling. Even 
for an experienced ho, nine by two inches is a lot. I 
used my thumb to spread the creamy white cheeks and 
expose her hole. She was already trying to relax it, I 
could see it pulsing as it worked the muscles. 

I hocked one up and spat on her but, then used the cock 
head to work it in. Placing the cock head just inside 
her anus, for good measure I hocked up another one and 
spat at her, landing the gob of phlegm in the dark hair 
on the back of her head. She moaned. She was beyond 
talking now. She wasn't thanking her mistress for 
anything anymore. I took note of that, I'd do something 
about it before I left. But now, I slowly started 
easing my fake cock into her asshole. Butt-fucking Rene 
is always a pleasure. 

If I'm no stranger to Anal, she's like it's long term 
partner. Her butt practically sucked me back in, as if 
her body was eager to have me back inside her after 
losing me from her cunt. She grunted a little, but she 
was used to it. She told me once that most of the time 
when she masturbates with a vibrator, she does more 
anal stuff than anything else. I believed it, she took 
that cock way too easy. But I wasn't complaining, we 
quickly set up a fucking motion, her ass rising up off 
the couch to meet my thrusts, every time my hips met 
the back of her thighs, the clit stimulator of my cock 
did it's work. 

We got rougher, faster, you know how it goes. Sweat 
dripping, panting, grunting, moaning. We were beyond 
words now, both headed for huge orgasms, I could feel 
it, see it in Rene's body, almost pinpoint when exactly 
it was going to hit. Oh god, I was holding mine back 
now, I wanted to cum at the same time as her, oh shit, 
I can see it building, oh shit, oh, fuck, oh yeah, here 
it cums...

I think our combined wails measured on the Richter-
scale. When I fully regained my composure I was leaning 
against her back, my tits squashed flat against the 
vinyl shirt. It took me a second to sort myself out. 
Naked, fake dick in Rene's butt. Where're my jeans? I 
don't even remember them coming off, must've been when 
she was giving me head. 

Oh, no, they were still around my ankles. I struggled 
out of them, and gently withdrew my cock from Rene's 
ass, letting it slap against her thigh, and resumed 
leaning my weight against her back. My hands slipped 
underneath and cuddled her, idly playing with her 
boobies through the vinyl. 

We stayed like that until our breathing settled and 
synchronized. Eventually, I managed to lift myself off 
her, slide over the couch and land next to her face. 
She leaned over, still flushed and panting, still with 
my loogie stuck in her hair, still bent over the couch, 
and deep throated my cock in one swift motion, cleaning 
it of her ass juices with her tongue. 

When she was done she managed to flop over onto my side 
of the couch. I struggled out of my harness, threw it 
in the general direction of my jeans and shirt, and 
grabbing her by the scruff of the neck, guided her head 
to my pussy. We didn't need words, she knew what I 
wanted. She climbed over me and onto her knees in front 
of me. I spread my legs, put them on the coffee table, 
almost dislodging Mel's records. I placed my hands on 
the side of her head and guided her face to my cunt. 

She wasn't as frenzied anymore. After that last orgasm 
I don't think we were capable of it. But still, her 
mouth and especially her pierced tongue did the job, 
and after a few minutes of leisurely but insistent 
head, I sprayed cum all over her cheeks. She leaned 
back and smiled at me, wiping her lips, and said, again 
"thank you mistress." 

I remembered that she hadn't been so polite before. I 
teased her face with my shoe, she began to lick it when 
it came in range of her mouth. Yeah, she was submissive 
alright, but still, the bitch needed to be reminded who 
was in charge. We'd both get off on it. 

"You weren't so polite before, were you?"

She stopped licking and assumed an appropriately 
contrite expression and little girl voice; "Yes, 
mistress, I'm sorry mistress." 

"You know that's not good enough, don't you?"

"Yes mistress, I'll deserve whatever you give me 
mistress." 

I had took in the site. I'm glad I made her leave that 
shirt on. It was slightly stained with her saliva and 
my cum, and her chest and cleavage and the curve of her 
tits were just fucking dripping with it. "Number one, 
you don't clean that mess up. Not 'til tomorrow."

"Yes mistress," she replied right away, even though we 
both knew that loogie in her hair would be a bitch to 
get out after it'd dried out overnight. 

I stood up "secondly, follow me." She did, we went into 
her bedroom. I needed to piss. I always do after sex. I 
wanted to piss on her bed and make her sleep in it, but 
that was probably too much. If she felt like I did she 
probably wanted to snuggled down under the covers, and 
get a nice relaxing sleep while basking in the 
afterglow. Chloe on the other hand would probably do 
it. 

The thought of my sexy, sadistic baby made me slightly 
horny again. I couldn't believe it. I'd love to take it 
out on Rene again but Chloe'd be pissed if she didn't 
get some tonight - she'd be so horny after she heard 
what had happened. So instead I just sat on the edge of 
Rene's bed, took what aim I can, and created a huge 
urine puddle on the polished floorboards at the foot of 
the bed. 

"Secondly, you'll lick that up... and I - and Chloe - 
will see you on Sunday afternoon for discipline." 

Rene's face lit up at that, and she squealed "thank you 
mistress! Thank you, Ambs honey!" and hugged me. I just 
smiled and pointed at the puddle of my piss on the 
floor. She dropped to the ground and began licking 
straight away. She was still at it as I made my way out 
into the living room, grabbed my clothes and my dick, 
and let myself out the door. 

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