Bitch Owned - The Take Over
Polk spent Friday night trying to sleep. Face down with her vibrator next to her. After hours of a bags of frozen peas and ice on her ass. The sharp pain became throbbing, pulsing to her heartbeat. Despite it she was horny. Eating Cassandra, swallowing her squirt, and the caning, kept repeating in her head. Her pussy wet. She would try to relax and calm down. Then give up and vibrate to numerous climaxes.
Saturday morning she slept in. First time ever. Her cell buzzed. Text from Cassandra. "Meet me here @6:45 tonight. Bring your credit card. Wear a work suit. Remember no underwear." She called work to say she was sick and would return Monday. Now she was nervous. Tonight would be her first date ever. Worried because without panties her pants would get wet from her pussy.
Polk arrived at 6:15 to an up-scale restaurant. Seats in the entryway but she stayed outside to stand. Cassandra arrived barely acknowledging Polk. She followed in. Hostess greeted her like a good friend.
"Candi this is my assistant. She will handle the check. Do you have a place for her to sit while we eat? Not the bar she's an alcoholic." Polk felt slighted.
"She will have to wait here in the entryway. Too busy for anything else."
"Polk sit here. I'll let you go on my way out."
Polk's mind and heart were both in turmoil. It was not a date. Why was she here? She watched intently as other singles came in to be seated. Trying to discern who was Cassandra's dinner companion. One man and several women seemed possibles. But no way to be sure. Maybe they would leave together.
About nine Candi brought her the check. Polk was startled. $750. They bought a $500 bottle of wine! Check had a 20% gratuity added too. At the bottom was scrawled "Polk pay 1K." She took care of it. Shocked by the cost.
Thirty minutes later Cassandra came out glowing. Traded cheek kisses with Candi.
"Thank you Candi. See you next time. Come on Polk." She waved down a taxi. Gave the cabbie Polk's address.
"Polk why aren't your pants stained?"
"Tampon."
"Smart girl. Did you enjoy our dinner?" Cassandra grinned in her face.
"Uh no Ms Cassandra."
"I had a wonderful time. No one cares about you. You should care about me. So. Did you enjoy our dinner?"
"Yes I did Ms Cassandra."
At Polk's building Cassandra led the way. Polk by now knew Cassandra had researched her. Her first reaction was to believe that meant Cassandra was intent on being her girlfriend. Naively ignoring nefarious possibilities.
They entered the very small cheap studio apartment. It is spare with zero ambiance. Cassandra took a few seconds to look around. When she turned back Polk was naked.
"Bend over show me your welts." She ran her hand over the red and purple wounds. Polk tried not to move. Even the light touch hurt.
"You need to be thankful and grateful when I take the time to correct your behavior."
"Thank you Ms Cassandra."
"Lay down on your back. Arms at your sides." Cassandra made a show of stripping. Dropping her long skirt to reveal no panties. Unbuttoning and removing her blouse to show a bra with thick smooth cups.
Cassandra stood over Polk's face with feet outside her shoulders. Polk looked up into the large luscious shaven pussy. Its lips glistening.
"This is the center of your universe bitch. Make her happy. If you do you'll get to be in my life. Support me."
Cassandra squatted hovering her pussy a few inches above Polk's face. Instinctively Polk's head rose up.
"Stop. Greedy stupid little dyke. Do exactly as you are told. Outside of your law cave you are a moron." Polk felt angry, inadequate, and fearful. How could she meet Cassandra's expectations?
Cassandra slowly removed her bra. First unsnapping, holding the cups on. Then letting them down to reveal her magnificent breasts. They are DD ski slopes with puffy areolas. Her nipples protrude and point slightly upwards. Polk was fixated on them.
"Do not move." Cassandra lowered the last few inches. Started to slowly rub her pussy up and down the face. She started to speed up letting more of her weight press down. Her wetness covering Polk. Ten minutes later she stopped and settled all her weight right on the little mouth. Polk stared up through the curvy thighs and breasts. Hoping for some sign of acceptance.
"Eat her. Make her cum a hundred times." Polk did. Working her mouth, tongue, and lips on her new obsession. Breathing through her nose that was pressed right on the clit. She got juice with the air. It was a struggle.
"Johanka is so beautiful and sexy. God they grow such pretty, smart, sexy women in eastern Europe. Best first date ever. Her body is perfect. Taller and slimmer than me. Can't wait to get my hands on her. Kissing, massaging, licking, fingering..." She let out several long orgasm groans. Polk's face flooded with the juices. Drips of sweat spilled down too.
Cassandra shifted back. Clit to Polk's tongue.
"Lick her fast don't stop." She let out a long series of grunts. Building louder. Seized Polk's hair and pressed into her mouth as hard as she could. Polk flicked the clit swallowing squirts. Couldn't breath. Cassandra finally let up. Polk gasped for air.
Cassandra shifted sitting her ass squarely on the little face. She took minutes to come down. Sweat still running down her body. Minutes later she stood and dressed. Reached into her clutch and pulled out something.
"Stand up. Face the door. Hands out palms up. You improved. But not close to what I deserve. My patience is limited. If you cannot serve adequately crawl back to your cave. Understood?"
"Yes. Thank you Ms Cassandra."
"What do you want?"
"To be with you Ms Cassandra."
"No you dull-witted simpleton. Right now. To help assist your growth."
"Please punish me Ms Cassandra."
"No. Say correct me."
"Please correct me Ms Cassandra."
Snap! Polk flinched. Cassandra had flicked open the metal security baton. Polk blinked. Scared she could not handle this. Cassandra moved to her side slowly preparing to hit the upturned palms. Holding it lightly on the right palm. Looking into the fearful brown eyes. She calmly raised it then slammed it down. The hand spasmed into a fist.
Polk bent over clutching her fist to her stomach. Tears streaming.
"Back to position. No time for your weak little girl show." She straightened. Put them back out. Now very scared. Left hand slammed. Same reaction. Polk could not believe the pain.
"I'll go light this time. Imagine getting ten of those."
"Yes. Thank you Ms Cassandra" she squeaked. Cassandra picked up the vibrator on the bed.
"Is this the only one?" Polk nodded yes.
"No masturbation or orgasm without instructions. Pull out the tampon. Put it in your mouth leave the string hanging out." She complied.
"Suck on that for thirty minutes. Get to know what an old slimy pussy tastes like. More incentive to prove of value to me. Ten AM tomorrow. Bring your checkbook. Stand at the curb ready for me." Cassandra strode out.
Polk complied. Sucking on her own juices. Palms of her hands swollen and painfully aching. Sleep was even more spotty. Slept on her side with a pillow clasped between her legs. Her brain focused on the smell of Cassandra's juices and sweat. Her heart wanted to be with Cassandra. But she could not conceive how that could be. She humped the pillow through the night. It was soaked when she awoke.
Ten thirty a Lincoln Town car pulled up. Took Polk a few seconds to realize it was Cassandra.
"Get your shit together dummy. I do not like to be kept waiting."
It was a slow ride to the upper west side. They were in private behind a partition. Cassandra took Polk's left hand in hers.
