Today is the day that I normally go to see Michelle. She is a student here in Reading who I met when her Domme came into the shop for some lingerie for her. To make a long story short I ended up serving master. The long story will be published soon. Myself and Anita met when we spent a few days as the master's submissives.
I have stayed and served Michelle, partly to keep in touch with the master, my relationship with her did not include any sex. I washed, ironed and cleaned as well as typed up some of her uni work. We were friends and she didn't really take advantage of me, in fact I think I am by inclination more dominant than her. I have proved it now.
"Anita, we have to go and see Michelle," I had already told her about Michelle. When we arrived at Michelle's room they recognised each other straight away from the restaurant where Anita worked. We quickly brought Michelle up to date and decided that we would remain friends. She was particularly interested in Anita moving to live with me and buying a house together as she would need somewhere to live next year. Anita and I went home in good spirits.
"Get your skirt and knickers off, slut," I instructed, seeing Michelle with Anita had brought up the thought of our time with the master which was turning me on. She was wearing a longish plain white tee shirt. "Pour two glasses of wine." She walked to the fridge. Her tee shirt just covered her bum. When she brought the wine I took both glasses. "Go to the bedroom and fetch a belt."
"Yes mistress," she replied to each one.
I took a sip of wine and when Anita returned I put the belt around her waist, she probably thought I was going to use it on her bum. My intention was to raise the hem of her tee shirt so that the bottom quarter of her bum was displayed. Very sexy. I had her walk about, very nice. I think she was embarrassed doing this.
"Come and kneel by me," I indicated that she was to kneel between my legs, facing me. "If the master invited you to his house would you go?" Anita asked me.
"Hell yes as long as it was both of us," I replied. "What about you?"
"Yes, yes, yes, with you," she replied as she was insinuating her hand up my leg under my skirt. We were sipping our wine as slowly her hand approached my pussy. She finished her wine and I slapped her face.
"Hands behind your back, get your face under my skirt and lick up my leg and when you get to the top start again with the other leg." her hair was tickling my thighs but her tongue snaking up my leg was a real turn on. When she had made the two trips up my legs I sent her for some more wine and while she was fetching it I put my hands up my skirt and pulled my knickers down a little so they no longer cover my bum.
I took the two glasses of wine. "Hands behind your back, head up my skirt, lick your way up again and take my knickers down." I lay further back and sipped the wine as Anita worked her way up my thighs again. I watched the lump in my skirt getting closer. My pussy was leaking in anticipation. Get my knickers down with your teeth, when they are down to my knees you may use your hands to take the belt off give it to me and eat my pussy.
I finished one of the glasses down and took the belt. As Anita was driving me crazy with her mouth I was hitting her bum with the belt, possibly harder than I intended. She suddenly pulled away, lifted my legs and my knickers were behind her neck. Her mouth hit my pussy at a better angle and she was soon centred on my clit. Her fingers working in my pussy soon had me hitting a wonderful climax.
My legs already pointing up clamped together, squeezing Anita's head which did unfortunately lift her mouth from my pussy but her fingers kept my orgasm going. "God, God aaaaaarrrrr," I yelled. "Yeeeeeeeees, good girl, don't stop. Aaaarrrrr."
I released her head, she could probably hear me now. I finished the remains of the second glass of wine that I had not spilt. "Get us both another glass of wine, strip, get on the bed with your legs open and wait for me."
"Yes mistress," she said.
I was sitting here getting my breath back and sort my head out. To be honest I don't think my legs would support me just yet. As Anita was going home tomorrow I had bought a special present. She will put her notice in at work and move here in two weeks.
When I moved to the bedroom Anita was lying there with her legs spread, an empty glass in her hand and a smile on her face. I had one hand behind my back and was carrying the belt in the other in plain sight. Her smile broadened. I used the belt to quite softly smack her pussy. "Now that is my slut at her best."
"Thank you mistress," she said, hoping for more I think.
I climbed on the bed beside her, bringing my hand from behind my back and I showed her a pink rabbit. This had a large vibrator to insert in the pussy and a smaller bit which was designed to stimulate the clit. I had decided however to use the clit stimulator on her arsehole and my mouth on her clit.
I pulled my slut's knees apart and slowly put the vibrating rabbit in her pussy. Slowly, slowly, sometimes pulling it a little way out. Gradually the clit bit reached her arsehole, vibrating away on it. I placed myself between her legs and homed in on her clit. Within seconds she was shouting, screaming really. I put my free hand across her stomach to restrict her movement and carried on tonguing her clit and pushing the vibrator in. she screamed and squealed, oh Godded and lifted her hips.
She pulled my hair but I didn't stop. My face was soaked with her juices. "Please, please, please, mistress please stop, I can't stand any more," she pleaded. I slowly pulled the vibrator out and licked around her pussy rather than her clit. "Thank you, thank you, mistress, my love," she gushed as she pulled me up and kissed me on the wet, juicy lips. We held each other for ages and kissed. We held each other until we fell asleep.
Anita
Interesting meeting with Michelle, she is the artist who painted the wonderfully sexy pictures seen when they were given to the master for his birthday. She is very sexy and I am sure we will be friends when I move here.
Heather and I discussed whether we would go to the master if he sent for us, damn right I would. I was made to take my skirt and knickers off and fetch a belt, was she going to give me a hiding? yes please. Talking about the master and getting my juices flowing. She put the belt around my waist to lift my tee shirt showing more of my bum.
While I was at my mistress's feet sipping my wine I sneaked a hand up her skirt for which I received a slapped face. I licked up her legs and pulled her knickers down with my teeth after removing the belt and using it to hit my back and bum. Her knickers stopped her opening her legs any wider which hindered my work on her pussy.
