short-story

It rubs against me, dipping between my hot lips and makes me whimper with yearning. You remove it dramatically and raise it up, out of my eye line, although I imagine that you are inspecting it.__es, definitely a slut, aren__ you?___es, sir._ I reply instantly. My voice sounds needy _ already.

Here__ to a tasty lunch,_ she says, winking at me.It__ the strangest thing, but I actually feel my body respond to her. Beneath their lace prison, my nipples harden and send a jolt of arousal across my midriff and down to my thighs. I take a long sip of champagne and eye Rachel hungrily. I can__ be sure if it__ the alcohol or the company but I already feel giddy.

You raise an eyebrow at me speculatively.__eally?_ you enquire your voice full of sarcasm.__espect me how Jenna? By choosing not to spend anytime with me? By not even bothering to let me knowwhere you are? By rolling in when you feel like it? Wellthen_ I think we need to redefine what we mean byrespect Jenna, don__ you?

The strikes continue ruthlessly. I brace for each blow, numbering it as the heat subsides, and enjoying her tender exploration of my swollen lips in between. The rhythm pulls me through the assault and, all too soon, I acknowledge the tenth strike.

A sound from upstairs sends my thought process reeling. It__ just a small noise, perhaps the sound of your feet brushing the crimson carpet in the bedroom? It__ not loud or menacing, but it sends a wave of adrenaline crashing through me. You__e on your way!

You land a second strike, this time just on my left cheek. It feels hard already and stings like hell. I imagine the red mark it has left on my behind as I thank you. As the belt catches my right buttock, I squeeze my eyes shut. I know my tears are close. You strike me again and again. You vary the location and the intensity; somehow never letting me settle into a pattern with the pain. I try to keep count in mind, but after fifteen I am lost in the hot, stinging sensation of my behind.

So the question is, what can I do to motivate you, Polly?__he eyes me salaciously and I drop my gaze, unable to return the intensity. Gently, she uses one finger to lift my chin and make my eyes meet her own. They are a vivid blue and alive with desire for me. The air around us is charged and the tension is palpable. My soaking pussy is a testament to how much I already want her__ell?_ she asks, breaking my train of thought. I gaze at her face; just a few inches from mine.__ _ I__e never done this before___one what Polly?_ Rachel chides, removing her finger. I miss the contact immediately and am rueful to have upset her. She raises one eyebrow at me. __hought about what motivates you?_ she asks, sardonically.____e never been like this_ with a woman, I mean__he rises from the sofa in one fluid movement and stands above me.__neel Polly.__urprised by the order, I blink at her before I respond.__xcuse me?__achel smiles at me.__et. On. Your. Knees,_ she says, articulating each word, and pointing to the floor in front of her. __ am going to find a way to motivate you.

He paused, giving her a sweet smile of understanding. "You don't have to start with the crown jewels, you know. You could start with my lips then work your way down.

Come closer to me,_ he commanded. She began to get to her feet, giving him the opportunity to force her down again. __o. I want you to crawl over here on your hands and knees._ Jace watched the power of his words place invisible constraints on Camille__ body. She fell down to her knees and crawled on the floor like an animal. In that moment, he was her master; in that moment, everything seemed natural and right in the world. He was the yin to her yang, pulling both of them into perfect equilibrium.

You gently lift my chin with one finger and stare deep into my eyes. Automatically I drop my gaze to avoid eye contact with you, but not before I see the debauchery loaded in your expression.__hose slut are you?_ you ask, __nd you have permission to look at me whilst you reply.__ glance up at you quickly and take a moment to absorb your beautiful face before you deprive me of it again.__ am your slut, Master _ only yours.__our eyes burn into mine and you too pause to relish your utter possession of me.

Then she is on me. Her soft, hot body collapses onto my own ravenous frame. She pushes my legs open with her knees and pulls my arms above my head with her hands, holding me a willing hostage. For one long moment we are eye to eye. Her breasts press down into my nipples, goading them but offering no release, and then her lips come crashing down on mine. She kisses me as though she already owns me; exploring my mouth with her tongue, dragging it aggressively from one side of my lips to the other.

Good choice, Polly,_ she soothes, caressing my long, dark hair.__ou may not have been fucked by a woman before but, if you__e a good girl now, then you soon will be_

Given our new situation, I think you should find a more appropriate way to address me Polly. Do so now please.__ don__ even have to think. An invisible shroud of submission seems to have fallen over me and the prospect of surrendering to this beautiful creature is the only thing on my mind, because I do _ absolutely _ want her to fuck me, and I have never wanted anything so much_

Have you ever seen Russian nesting dolls?__hrown by the questions, she opened her eyes. Why would he suddenly speak about a child__ toy? __ own a few of them.___hen you must understand that undressing you is like playing with one of those dolls. I open one to find another beneath it. I took away your gown to find you are still as clothed as you were a moment ago and I wonder how many more layers I will have to work through to get down to you__he doll I__ searching for.

Alice is fictional. This isn't.

It was 911 calling me. If you can believe it. Them calling me.

Most of the girls I've met since moving here have failed to ignite any modicum of enduring interest. Of course, I've dated; I'm seventeen years old and as horny as the next guy.

Ashes, ashes._ Her whispered words of an old rhyme smashed through the silence as thunder, and in unison, the shadow figures answered.__e all fall down.