My friend Kala, A beautiful Asian/Latina mix was also a bisexual lady and had a lovely, straight, black girlfriend named Esther. Kala was dying to "turn" Esther and take their relationship further than it had gone so far. She'd done her best to convince her to give in and "just do it" but for some reason Esther was holding out.
But Kala did know, that like her, Esther had a thing for older men and also a submissive attitude toward them that was even more pronounced than Kala's, so when Kala told her of our encounters at her apartment she was intrigued.
Esther lives in the same Apartment building as Kala but shares her apartment with her younger brother, whose fiancé was always around and might not take kindly to a strange white man visiting for a sexual adventure with his sister so Kala offered to let Esther take her place in her apartment for my next scheduled visit. She'd told Esther that I didn't know about the switch (but I did) and that she'd hide in the next room and listen in on our encounter but wouldn't make her presence known until I called her.
So, when the door to Kala's apartment opened and A beautiful (5'5", 38-25 38, thirtyish), naked black woman answered I pretended to be surprised, then stepped into the apartment, closed the door behind me, shoved her against the wall and kissed her hard while roughly exploring her body with my hands. (Kala had told me that she'd confessed to craving the illusion of danger and imminent rape as a sexual fantasy.)
I put both hands on her big full breasts and began squeezing. Just when I reached the point where I was sure she'd be whimpering in pain she said to me through gritted teeth: " YESSSSSS yesss baby squeeze them hard, you can't hurt me, SQUEEZZZE them, I LOVE IT!
Her eyes were slits, her breath ragged, I put more and more pressure on her black boobs and she began to pant as though approaching orgasm.
No...not yet.
I stepped back and grabbed her by the hair, forcing her to her knees. She dutifully unzipped me and pulled my cock free, then let out a moan as I jammed it down her throat.
I stood there and fucked her face for a few minutes, then dragged her to her feet.
She tried to introduce herself but only got out "Hi, I'm Esther" before I turned her around, slapped her hard on her beautiful round ass and told her to go to the bedroom and lie spread-eagled face up on the bed.
When she'd gone Kala came out of the other bedroom. I opened my case and showed her what I wanted her to use on Esther and motioned for her to be quiet and wait till I told her to come in.
Esther was on the bed spread out as instructed. I had her turn around so she was laying sideways across the bed with her head near one edge. I then blindfolded her by spreading a black square of velvet across her face and, opening my case, took four lengths of heavy chain, about two feet each from it and placed one across each of her wrists and ankles. These would be Esther's only bonds. I explained to her that if at any time they were knocked out of position that our encounter would be over and I'd ask her to leave.
She gave a meek "Yes Sir" when I asked if she understood and lay quietly, waiting for whatever might be in store.
She'd talked to Kala and was ready for ice rods, nipple clamps, whatever...
I took a small, fine, sable artists brush from my case. I undressed and knelt on the bed beside her. At my request, Kala had turned the air conditioning thermostat lower than usual and the room was quite cool.
I leaned over her and breathed gently on her neck, just below her ear, she gave a little start. In the cool room the warmth of my breath was as shocking as cold water and she gave another little twitch as my cock touched the side of her breast as I crouched over her.
She started to say something but I silenced her. "Not a sound bitch," I warned.
"Yes sir."
I moved up from her neck to her left breast, keeping my lips a fraction of an inch above her skin and breathing softly on it. Even without my breathing she'd have been able to feel my body heat in the cool room and as I slowly exhaled above her nipple I could see it begin to pucker and harden.
Kala, came into the room wearing the big strap on I'd given her. It was almost as big as her arm and had powerful vibrators at both ends, I motioned for her to wait and began to trace my lips down Esther's body, not touching, just staying a fraction of an inch above her lovely chocolate skin.
As I trailed past her navel goosebumps erupted all over her, she shuddered violently and her belly rose and contracted. I was right above her pussy now and her clit, which looked to be about the size of the last digit of my thumb was sticking up, forcing it's way past he pussy lips and standing up straight like a tiny cock. Kala had told me that Esther's mother was from some obscure African tribe that believed in female circumcision and that the hood of her clitoris had been surgically removed when she was a baby. It looked strange sticking up like that but for my purposes it was perfect.
I pushed her nether lips further back, exposing her clitoris even more, it was bigger and fatter than any I'd ever seen and she shivered with anticipation, rotating her hips. I told her to be still and then began to blow gently on the quivering nub, gently drying it off with my breath. Moisture from her excited cunt began to well up around it but didn't go any further than the base of the organ. I looked at Kala, she'd taken off the strap on and was sitting in a chair near the bed with her legs drawn up, gently stroking her own clit and watching her friends slow torment.
I began to paint back and forth over the head of her clit, using just the tip of the fine, sable artists brush. Gently, slowly, maddeningly painting a crosshatch pattern on it. Esther's whole body began to shudder and shake.
"Do you like this slut?" I asked.
"Yes sir."
"Do you want me to stop?"
"Noooo ohhh please no. Don't st-op, please Sir. Don't stop." the last two words in a tiny, needy voice from the depths of her soul.
"Slut?"
