Note to readers: This short story is not part of any series. The setting and characters are based on those from my "Laura's Femdom" stories. My Mistress X stories stand on their own but are best read in order.
This story describes a paid session between professional dominatrix Mistress Alexis X and a submissive, horny MILF with a dark fantasy. It involves lesbian BDSM. If that does not appeal to you there are thirty other categories of stories on Literotica.com for your enjoyment.
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Elizabeth had never really thought about it but she was a MILF. She was thirty-two years old and a mother of two. She was average height and slender with relatively large breasts for her frame. Her hair was brown and she wore it short. She wore little makeup but it suited her well. She was cute with straight white teeth, brown eyes and a small, pert nose. She worked out regularly to stay in shape.
She had been married to Tom for ten years whom she loved very much. He was a quiet and conservative family man. He was passive and docile, which she appreciated, at least she thought she did.
In recent months Elizabeth had found that her sex drive seemed to be increasing. Her and Tom had their share of sex but they never discussed it. Sex was just something they did, it was not particularly fulfilling for her. In fact, Elizabeth had never experienced an orgasm with Tom. Her only orgasms were from masturbation and occurred in secret.
In quiet moments Elizabeth began fantasizing about her husband taking control. She wanted him to seduce her; to sweep her off her feet and make passionate love to her. She formulated a plan that she hoped would be fun and possibility prompt Tom to take the lead sexually.
Elizabeth planned a date night at home. She dropped their kids off to her parents for the night so she and Tom would have privacy. She made Tom's favorite dinner, then they settled into the living room to watch the movie that she had thoughtfully selected. She had chosen Fifty Shades of Grey.
After the movie, Elizabeth was extremely aroused. She could feel that her pussy was wet and she wanted sex. She turned off the TV, leaned over and whispered in Tom's ear, "Meet me upstairs Mr. Grey."
He gave her a confused look as she got up and left the room. She went up to their bedroom and stripped down to her bra and panties and laid on top of the covers with the lights on. Her panties were wet and she left them on so Tom could see. She waited.
At least ten minutes later her husband finally joined her. He stepped in the room and glanced at her on the bed, then immediately turned the lights off. He continued on to the bathroom where he brushed his teeth as he did every night. A minute later he emerged from the bathroom naked and got in bed next to Elizabeth.
She lifted her arms up, held on to the headboard and spread her legs slightly in an act of submission. Tom looked at her in the dim light and said, "Are you going to take your underwear off?"
Elizabeth shrugged, reached down and slid her panties down and kicked them off. Then she pulled off her bra and tossed it aside. Tom rolled over and laid on top of her. The moment his partially erect penis contacted her neatly trimmed public hair, he fully erected.
He lined up his penis to her pussy and pushed. He slid in easily due to her heightened state of arousal but it didn't dawn on him how horny she was. Actually, he never thought about her needs.
Of course his pleasure was immediate and intense. He moaned, "Oh, God, Elizabeth, that feels amazing."
Elizabeth enjoyed it too. She moaned, "Oh, uh huh."
He began thrusting and Elizabeth met his movements. His cock was rubbing on her slippery clit and she was excited. This may be the first time she ever actually had an orgasm during sex.
Suddenly Tom grunted and shuddered for a moment. Then he rolled off of her. He leaned back to her, kissed her on the cheek and said, "I love you honey."
Elizabeth could barely see him in the darkness. She said, "I love you too."
Moments later her husband was snoring. She loved him but she resented his selfishness in bed. It bothered her that her only orgasms were from her own fingers.
She slipped out of bed to shower and clean her husband's mess. She was so horny she couldn't help but pleasure herself while she bathed. Her sex drive was higher than ever. Her husband was a great guy but he was almost too nice, he was very passive and, quite frankly, boring in bed. Elizabeth found herself fantasizing about laying back and being sexually taken with orgasms forced from her body.
The following Monday, Elizabeth was scheduled for her annual physical. As always her husband was up early and off to work. She got their two kids up, made breakfast and got them ready for school. She watched the kids get on the school bus and watched it drive out of sight.
She wanted to be clean for her physical so she showered thoroughly. In the process she was getting aroused but this was no time for her pleasure. She finished her shower and dressed.
As she drove to her appointment she chuckled to herself, "At least Dr. Ann will be touching me."
Ann Heckler had been her gynecologist for fourteen years. She was ten years older than Elizabeth and slightly overweight; very average looking. She typically only saw her once a year. Elizabeth would never tell anyone but she often found herself looking forward to her physical. There was something erotic about being nude in the examination room and being the center of Ann's attention.
A nurse escorted Elizabeth to an examination room. She said, "Have a seat in the guest chair."
Elizabeth sat down and the nurse spent several minutes with her, verifying her height, weight, and vital signs. She took a small vial of blood for standard blood work then she said, "Dr. Heckler will be with you shortly."
"Thank you," said Elizabeth. The nurse stepped out and closed the door.
Elizabeth looked over at the stirrup chair, her mind wandered for a moment as she imagined herself in it, completely nude and vulnerable. A moment later there was sharp rap, rap, on the door and it opened. Dr. Heckler entered and said, "Good morning Elizabeth, how have you been?"
Elizabeth smiled and said, "Good, I'm good."
Dr. Heckler came in, closing the door behind her and sat down on the rolling stool in front of the computer terminal. She logged in to the computer system and pulled up Elizabeth's health history. She liked to chat with her patients for a few minutes before beginning.
"So, how are Tom and the kids?" queried Dr. Heckler.
"All good," responded Elizabeth, "Living the dream with our two and half kids and a dog."
Dr. Heckler laughed. She said, "You and me both."
She looked at the computer monitor and said, "Let's see, thirty-two years old, five foot three, 105 pounds. Blood pressure looks good. She looked at Elizabeth and said, "How have you been feeling? Any dizzy spells or pain anywhere?"
"No," said Elizabeth.
Dr. Heckler nodded and typed into the terminal.
She looked at Elizabeth and said, "Any pain or issues during sexual intercourse?"
