Here's the third installation of Lady Owns Me. It does contain some fetish themes such as cum play, strap ons. If this offends you, please discontinue reading. Also, don't yell at me for the ending, I didn't like it either, but it was true...
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By the third of our most memorable sexual encounters, I realized that very little of the contact between Susan and myself involved actual traditional penetration. Oh, there was some, but it was more of a side note than the norm. I guess what confused me the most was that though I wanted to always fuck her, it wasn't the driving force behind my wanting her. I just wanted her to please her in any way she wanted.
Over the months, we had spent some quality time together, but not alot. Things like dinners, shopping, that kind of stuff. Susan and Mariah enjoyed spending time with me. I quickly became a favorite of Mariah's. She was so adorable.
Susan finally invited me over to her place late one night after she had put Mariah in to bed. She was tired, I could tell, so we sat on the couch and chatted for awhile. I massaged her back and her feet, but it was nothing sexual at that point.
Shortly thereafter, we moved to the bedroom. After making out for a few minutes, she excused herself to use the restroom. She returned, looking the same as she did when she left moments before - which always seemed to be a skirt and a button down blouse.
She told me to remove my clothing and lie on my back as she stood next to the bed. I did so in record time. Again, with that hint of evil in her eyes, she gave me that little smile as her hands gathered the fabric of her skirt at the sides of each hip.
"You know I'm falling for you, don't you Joey?" she asked. I just smiled.
"You make me so happy, I want to cry."
I could tell it was a genuine response from her, either that or she should be up for an Academy Award.
The problem was, even though I felt deeply about her, there was still that aura of secrecy that surrounded her. I couldn't fully commit because of it. And any time I started to gain trust, something very weird would occur to get me back to the point of doubting again.
"You know I care for you alot Susan, you have to know that. Why else would I allow myself to be so vulnerable to a person?"
"That's a big part of the reason," she said. "I feel so protected when I'm around you. I like that you make all of the decisions when we are out, I feel like your girl. We are a completely normal couple out in public, but when we get to the bedroom, you open yourself up to me. You're so manly, but you let me do whatever I want Joey. I love that about you."
I'll have to admit. We had alot going for us. I just needed to learn about whatever it was she was hiding so we could move on. When I'd think of us together in the future, it was perfect. In public, a perfectly sweet girl who adored me by my side, but a slutty vixen with a wild streak in the bedroom. Who could want more?
She ever so slowly started raising the hem of her long skirt. All the while making sure not to break eye contact with me. I watched as it slowly climbed. My cock stood at attention as it got above her knee.
"Joey, even though you are a manly man, you will do anything for me, won't you?"
Oh God, what did she have in line for me now?
"Um, yes Susan, I think so. I do know that you own me, so I guess I would."
The skirt kept lifting.
"That's what I wanted to hear my little cumeater."
With that, she lifted her skirt above her waist.
Out strutted a 7" dildo strapped to her. It looked so obscene jutting out from her like that. I had an idea that's what she was doing in the bathroom, but with Susan, you never really knew what was going to come out of her bag of tricks.
