By Enigma1 Comments welcome: lappinglisa@yahoo.com
I Found What I Needed By Enigma1
Geena read the ad over, "Wanted, fully dominate female for no holds barred domination of totally submissive slut. No safe words, no limits. Call xxxxxxxxxx or write at PO Box xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx.
She read it over and thought it was simple and straight to the point. She called it in to the personal ads at the local gay and lesbian newspaper and the Free Press.
She waited two days, and no phone call. Then, two more days and nothing. Then she checked her PO box and again, nothing.
She was about to give up when she answered up her cell phone. The voice on the other end was deep but definitely female. "Slut, you the one who ran the ad?"
"Yes, I am, yes", Geena stammered, now feeling weak in the knees and feeling a quiver over run her body.
"Well, cunt, you still up for it or did you get cold feet?" the voice asked sternly.
"Ah, yes, yes I am. I really up for it", Geena managed to answer.
"Good. Be at my home, 1223 Woodridge Ave, on Friday at 7 PM. I want you in a flaming red thong, short denim skirt, tank top, no bra and high heels. I want your face made up like the filthy whore you are, dark eye shadow and liner. Fuck me red lipstick and you hair down. I walk you to walk over flirting all the way. I want you to stop at every store on the way to buy chewing gum and pinch your nipples before you go in, get them hard. Flirt your ass off and tease the men and women. Don't discourage them in the least, but get out if it gets heavy. I'll expect a full report. You got that slut?"
Geena agreed to all the demands and after a few more words she hung up, shaking as her mind whirled and she felt wetness dripping down her legs.
This is just what Geena needed. Her dominant girl friend was long gone, returning to her former lover and Geena was alone and lusting for what she had with Karen and Jennifer. She had come to know that she had become unable to tell her no to any question, even ones that shocked her (but that is another story).
Geena headed out the door but her mind was not on driving or where she was going. Her mind went back to how she came to running ads for dominant females.
She had divorced her lack luster husband, whom she had not been sexually satisfied in years, leaving her alone with her daughter and her job. She dated, but did not find any juice in any of them. Then Karen came to work at the store. Karen was an obvious bull dyke and immediately began hitting on Geena. Karen looked mannish, dressed the same way, but had a cute face and a real gift for gab and a true flirt, turning everything into sexual innuendo.
Geena was flattered and lonely. She had never had a sexual relationship with a woman. She thought, no, that's not true. Her mind went back to her college days and the sexual rage that ran through her body.
Geena was a shy girl at school, concentrating on the studies and dating infrequently and still a virgin by her sophomore year. She lost it one night at a frat party to someone she didn't even know. She swore off men for the rest of her time at college.
Then.... in her senior year and still living in the dorms, she got a new roommate, Lisa. Lisa was very, very popular, and she flaunted her bi-sexuality openly. In the small dorm room with her bed only feet away from Geena, Lisa had sex with both guys and girls on almost a nightly basis.
The cries and moans in the bed next to her caused Geena to begin to squint her eyes to watch, vigorously masturbating all the while. She found that, over time, she became more excited watching Lisa with girls more than guys.
Soon, Geena was openly watching Lisa with a parade of girls, no longer pretending to be asleep and opening rubbing her clit, some times raw. Lisa and her friends could not help but notice. Some girls asked Lisa if they should not ask Geena to join them, but Lisa said no, "I want to tease that snobby bitch. I want to make her beg". Lisa would giggle.
They would laugh and throw the covers back and make their kinky sex even more evident to Geena. They could hear Geena moaning and murmuring, the murmuring sounded like, "Please, please". They would laugh and point at her and make very rude remarks. But this was not the end of Lisa's torment.
Each day after that, Lisa began to stalk the dorm room nude, flirting with Geena openly and standing next to her bed, with her pussy so close to Geena's face that Geena could smell her while trying to study.
One day, Geena came home to find a pair of Lisa's pussyjam soaked thongs on her pillow. She could not help but pick them up and smell and lick them, sending thunder bolts through her body and her cunt to leak through her jeans. She was brought out of her trance by the sound of the door closing and Lisa standing behind her, laughing.
Geena froze, embarrassed. Lisa walked up to her and reached out for the thong and rubbed it all over Geena's face, then stuffed them into Geena's mouth and left the room without saying a word, but the look on her face made speaking a moot point.
The next day, Geena was brushing her teeth when Lisa walked into the bathroom nude and sat on the toilet. She spread her legs wide and began to pee with a full torrent of yellow gold. Lisa noticed Geena watching in the mirror and smiled. She stood without wiping, touched Geena on the shoulder and whispered in her ear, "looks good, don't it?" Geena again felt the lightning bolt shoot through her.
Then Lisa stepped into the shower and Geena fled the bathroom.
Now, Geena was walking to this woman's home. This woman that she herself had solicitated. As she walked, she remembered the times she had with Karen. How she had even been the aggressor at first. After Karen had flirted with her so much it caused Geena to s masturbate four times a day, Geena decided that she had to have Karen in bed.
They found themselves alone one day in a storage room and Geena seized the opportunity and threw herself into Karen's arms. Their mouths were ravenous, their tongues being sucked and in turn, attempting to get as far down the other's throat as possible. Within seconds, they were both panting and gasping for breath.
"Let's go to your place Karen, right now. Let's just leave and go over there. I can't wait another second", Geena panted as her hands continued to run her hands over Karen's large breasts and her slim hips.
Panting as well, Karen said, "Geena, Geena you know we can't. Jennifer lives with me and I just can't do that to her."
"Darling, you know she's not home for hours. Do you want me? Do you Karen?", Geena asked stepping back.
"You know I do. Yes, yes I do, oh so very much", Karen replied, her own breath still coming in gasps.
Geena just crooked her head to one side as if to ask without speaking, "Well?"
Within minutes the two women found themselves in Karen's bed, the one she shared each day with her lover of four years. Geena's ego went sky high. Her self-esteem soared. Even though Karen was the seasoned lesbian, Geena wanted to win her over and show her how much she wanted this. Her head was between Karen's legs in ten seconds flat, putting her whole mouth over her hot cunt and sucking with all her might. Her tongue whirling around Karen's clit, sucking it and biting the tip.
Geena made up her mind to go after what she wanted and decided she would get Karen.
These meeting began to take place every other day. Geena devised a plan, she would make sure her perfume was on the pillow, she'd leave her panties under the bed, and little naughty tricks that she knew Jennifer would find. Hoping Karen and her would break up and Geena would have her love to her self. She knew it was wrong but she was almost desperate competitive.
Then came the day they almost got caught. Jennifer came home early and they had to scramble to into their clothes, but in her haste, Geena put her t-shirt on inside out.
She made her excuses and left with her heart beating out of her chest. But, she could not stay away. Secretly, in her heart, she wanted to get caught and bring the thing to a head and maybe she'd have her chance. So.........
She was over there the next day. She had just gotten between Karen's legs when Jennifer walked in. The shit hit the fan. Jennifer offered her two choices, one the have her beat her up or to allow Jennifer to dom the shit out of her. She chose the latter. All the while, Karen did not say a word.
Jennifer led Geena into the spare bedroom. It was all laid out with domination objects. OMG, Geena thought. Howe did she have this all laid out in advance. Her mind began to whirl. When the first belt slap landed across her tits it brought her back to the present and sent jolt through her she had never felt before and the second one produced a mind-blowing orgasm. Her nipples hardened and she moaned and it hit her, Jennifer was the dominant one in their relationship, though she appeared to be the bottom. Jennifer continued to dom Geena continuously for the next hour, using whips, slaps, riding crops, verbal humiliation and degradation. When Jennifer finally threw her out the door half dressed Geena realized she had just had the greatest sexual experience of her life.
This continued for months. Geena found that there was nothing she could refuse Jennifer, absolutely nothing. She loved being under the total control of a woman. Her absolute slave. She also found out what she had expected, it was a set up. Karen and Jennifer had led her into a spider's web and she had become a willing victim. She also found out they had done this many times before. Geena was so naïve to the ways of lesbianism and BDSM love that she had thought she was in control and all the time they were playing her like a violin.
Karen was transferred away from her store and they lost contact and Geena fell back into the same rut she had been in before. Then she wrote the ad and now, perhaps she would finally know that ultimate thrill again.
She arrived dressed as instructed and was met at the door by a shapely woman in a provocative cat woman outfit, black cowl, complete with ears that covered her upper face. A black nose painted on with accompanying whiskers. A low cut black bodice, showing off her ample bust line and stopped just above her cunt, which was exposed. Black stocking and high heel boots completed the outfit.
A riding crop was in her hand and Geena was both frightened and excited. She felt a bolt of electricity shoot through her sopping pussy.
She was led into a dimly lit living room, only illuminated with candles. Geena's eyes adjusted and she found herself on the couch and commanded to spread her legs to reveal the flaming red thong.
"Now, do not speak unless spoken to slut", the Mistress commanded, as she poked the crotch of Geena's thong with the handle of the crop to reveal the wetness soaking them.
"Hmmmm, I see you're glad to see", the cat woman purred.
"Yes, ah, yes I really am glad to be here", was all Geena could think to say.
"Did you do all the things you were commanded on the way over here?,
"Yes I did, everyone one of them, ah, ah....."
"Call me Mistress or Goddess for now cunt", the voice in black replied.
"yes, Mistress".
"Now, take off those panties and put them in your mouth and suck them for me"
Immediately Geena removed the thong and stuffed it in her mouth and began to suck her juices from the material.
"Hmmmmmmmm. I like that slave", the cat woman purred once more as she moved closer. "Now, suff them up inside your stinking , smelly, cunt, you worthless piece of shit"
Without even thinking, Geena complied, turned on immediately by the verbal humiliation.
"And, I don't want to see one inch of material hanging out"
"Yes, mistress", Geena whispered, feeling at once that she was back in her element. Thinking to herself that this is another woman I would have a hard time telling no to.
At this, the Mistress straddled Geena's legs and pushed her hairy cunt into Geena's mouth. Geena smelled the unwashed aroma right away, but she began sucking and licking the tasty pussy to prove herself and found that eating a dirty pussy only added to her excitement. As the black clad woman backed slightly away, she allowed a few drops of urine to dribble out into Geena's mouth, then moved closer again to make sure Geena sucked it up.
"You like that don't you slave", the mistress questioned
"Oh, yes, mistress, oh so very much."
Without warning a series of bitch slaps rained down on Geena's face, the left and then the right. Her cheeks turning crimson from the repeated attack. Geena's head went back and her eyes closed and she thought she was in hell's heaven.
"You like that too, don't you cunt?"
"Oh, yes, may I have more?"
Laughing, the Cat Woman said no, then grabbed Geena's hair and drug her across the floor and to an entrance to the basement. She then led Geena to a cold, dark , damp dungeon. That's the only description for it.
Geena is stripped, chained to the wall and then beaten repeatedly over her tits, cunt, directly on her slit and then fucked with the handle of the crop. Then bitch slapped till her face is red. The beating continued on her thighs and tummy, then the handle is poked up her ass and she's made to suck it.
Between this harsh treatments, the amazing cat woman would stroke her body with her long fingernails, caressing the flesh and causing goose bumps to rise on Geena's flesh. Geena moaned, feeling the pain with the pleasure almost too much to bear. As the black clad mistress beat the nipples, she would follow up by kissing them, licking them and sucking them while allowing her tongue to play across the hard surface. Then give them a hard bite as the departed.
This fire and ice continued with the demoness beating then caressing, licking long swaths up her body and even sucking on Geena's clit, but always with a parting bite.
Following this was a series of nipple clamps, pussy clamps and severe pain, beginning nothing but laughter from the mistress from hell. The final assault was the piercing of Geena's nipples and studs implanted.
Almost in an euphoric daze, Geena was unchained and placed on a mat.
Geena is nearly exhausted and pleased to be freed from the cold brick wall. The mat is like a feather bed compared to the cold, slimy, dank wall and she lays back, arms thrown out and her legs spread, oblivious.
Soon she feels the pressure of her tormentor laying beside her. Perched up on one elbow, she holds a candle. Geena looks and has no clue.
"Now, slave, you have don very well. Do NOT disappoint me. I want you to lay perfectly still, no hand or arm or even leg movement. Use your self control", she purrs and then snickers.
Geena's eyes are locked on the candle as if in slow motion she observes the candle dip to one side and the red-hot waxy drop off directly onto her right nipple. The flow continues until her breast is covered. As commanded, she does not move, however she does scream, but those screams soon turn to moans.
Geena feels lips at her ear...."you love that don't you slave?"
"OMG yes, please, I beg you mistress, please don't stop", Geena pleads and means every word of it from the bottom of her soul.
"Beg for more then, beg you pitiful, worthless, cunt lapping, piss drinking, dog fucking piece of shit".
"Mistress, I am all those things and much worse, and I beg you to continue, I love it. I want you to hurt me. I'll do anything you want", Geena pleads.
Those were the magical words the mistress wanted to hear, "I'll do anything". She smiled to herself, knowing now she had a dedicated convert to add to her stable.
A slow, blistering drop of wax, mixed with dried red peppers hits the other nipple until it is covered, yet the nipple remains hard.
The Dark Soul works her way down Geena's body, dripping all the way until she reaches her goal, Geena's tender soft folds and extended clit.
Very slowly, the hot wax drips on Geena's clit. She screams but doesn't move.
"What a good slave", the purring continues
"You'll like this", the dark voice says, as the wax drops on the tender outer lips.
Now the screams have turned to moans as the wax continues until the mound is covered and even flows into the soft inner pinkness.
Geena's flesh is red from her tits to her crotch, the hardening wax is gleaming as Geena hears the click of a camera. She opens her eyes and sees the cat woman clicking away at her wax-covered body.
"I'll put these on the net, and you'll be famous. The sub-title will say, come over and fuck my slave and hurt her all you want", the cat woman laughs and a forbidden flows through Geena's body.
Almost exhausted, she lays there and the cat woman lays across her body w/her face close to hers. Geena looks directly into her eyes and there's something there that she cannot put her finger on, her pussy gushing girl cum in a frenzy.
Geena is amazed when the mean mistress leans down and kisses her. Her long tongue running into her mouth and then down her throat. Geena can't help but hugging her now loving mistress and wrapping her legs around her. Geena feels her throat being fucked by this woman she has only met an hour before and the thrill is beyond comparison. She opens her throat and just enjoys the feeling, her pelvis humping away at her mistress as she cums over and over.
As soon as it began it's over and the cat woman straddles her. The hot stream of piss cannot be mistaken as she lays back and enjoys the urine shower as it moves it's way up her body ending at her mouth. She does not have to be commanded to open wide as the spray fills her mouth then splashes on her face as she pauses to swallow.
As if in a dream, she finds herself back on the wall, chained. The lights go out.
The light pops back on. The cat woman appears in front of her. She rips off her cowl.
"Oh, my god. Lisa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Laughter fills the dungeon.
"Yes, my darling slave. Wait here, will you", she giggles. "oh, I guess you have to", more laughter.
"I'll see you in the morning"
the lights go back out and the sounds of high heels are heard leaving the dungeon.
To be continued.....