First Spanking (Lesbian Domination and Submission, Spanking, Femdom) (4 page)

Within moments I could feel a twisting coil of pleasure building inside me. She reached around my body and pulled my dress down under my bouncing tits. Just as I started to enjoy her touch on my breasts she gripped the back of my hair and pulled my head back. My neck stretched and strained from her grasp. Prickles of pain attacked the top of my forehead as my hair was pulled tight in her fist.

She pulled tighter forcing my back to curve with my neck and my ass to pop higher into the air. Just then the buzzing cock head started to hit that perfect spot. My tits bounced wildly back and forth as the sound of my dripping slit being pounded by my new mistress filled the room.

Without warning I felt a burst of electricity twist up my spine. The chains shook as my arms trembled uncontrollably in my restraints. My hips had a mind of their own as they twitched and rocked up and down, the vibrator rolling against my walls. I felt a scream catch in my throat as a hot warmth melted down the back of my legs and curled my toes.

Her thrusts were rough and for the first time I saw her out of control. She fucked me wildly and uncontrollably like a dog fucking its new mate. With one hard thrust, she fell on top of me trembling. Her slit twitched and squirted her juices around the strap on harness and trailed down her legs.

I felt dirty. I just let a strange woman fuck me, yet at the same time I wanted her to do it again and again. I wanted to learn about her desires. I wanted her to paddle me, spank me and control me. To make me the slave of her sexual needs.

She slowly slid the cock out, light tingles traced along my skin as the buzzing shaft glided out past my lips. I took a deep breath as a small trail of my juices dribbled out of me, down my leg, and onto the glass floor above the dancing people’s heads.

She leaned down and kissed me, then undid the restraints on my wrists and ankles.

“How did you like that?” She said, still out of breath.

“We have to do this again sometime.” I said, enjoying the fading tingles fluttering across my skin. Before we went back downstairs, we exchanged numbers.

Downstairs, the club was packed. I wondered how many of them knew what went on upstairs just above their heads on the other side of the club’s lights. I wondered if anyone could see the glow on my face.

Becky did, she smiled when she saw me. “Have fun?” She asked as she checked out Lucy.

“You could say that.”

“Want to come back sometime?”

I paused for a moment smiling before admitting what I wanted, “every night that it’s open.”

“I thought you might like this place.” She said with a wink.

That Monday, I ran into her in the stairway as I headed to class. I smiled at her and looked around to make sure no one was within earshot.

“My ass is still sore.” I said with a slight chuckle.

“Mine too, but so worth it.” She laughed.

“I can’t wait to go again.”

“Friday night?”

“You don’t even have to ask.”

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