Although this is a standalone story, it is the 11th chapter in a series that depicts a lesbian dom who manipulates a married woman into becoming a submissive sex-toy to be used for her amusement. It contains scenes of non-consent/reluctant sex and manipulation. If this offends in any way, please find another story. If you read on, please enjoy.
This Chapter continues the story of there "Girl's Weekend" from Maria's POV. For Sam's perspective of the weekend please read "Skanked-Surrender Sam's Story chapters 1-3.
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I lay in bed next to the most beautiful, vibrant, intelligent woman I knew. Dr. Samantha Kaplan-Donovan was a pharmacist, and wife of millionaire CEO Edmond Donovan.
She was also my pseudo cousin growing up as our parents were best friends before she lost her parents. Although she was an adult at the time, my mother took her in as if she were her birth child.
The whole dynamic caused me to be resentful of Sam. She was the perfect daughter, I was not. I was the troubled rebellious daughter who dropped out of college, refused to work at the family pharmacy and generally didn't give a shit.
The past several weeks had taught me, most of the resentment stemmed from my own confusion about my sexuality and desire for Sam in that way.
It all came to a head when we had a terrible argument and said some awful things to each other. The result was it became apparent that Sam was unfulfilled in her marriage, and I was able to use that to manipulate her into where we were. A hotel room in Milwaukee at the end of the most memorable day of my life.
She was sleeping so contentedly, with her naked body against mine, breasts touching my ribs, arm over my breasts and leg bent and laying across my thighs. Feeling her warmth, her heartbeat, and her breath across my chest, was like a dream.
But it was real! She had come to our 'girls' weekend', far from Plainfield, Illinois, where no one knew us. She had submitted to me completely. It was still impossible to believe. The A student, strait-laced, always-follow-the-rules, consummate professional, was my pet. She would kneel and beg to please me, and had followed every instruction, giving herself to me completely.
I introduced her to my boyfriend-stealing, backstabbing, college roommate, April. Sam even helped me to manipulate and torment her for my pleasure. April was really the one who made me understand I prefer women.
She was the star player on our soccer team. She was tall, skinny, and very athletic. To this day, she remains in great shape physically. As my roommate, she was not shy about being naked in front of me and bringing men back to our room and fucking them, with me 'sleeping' in the room.
I became semi-obsessed with her, even secretly masturbating, while she fucked random guys. We had a moment when she came to me upset about her love life and I felt we made a real connection. Then she stole my boyfriend, Seth. Seth was from a wealthy family and heir to the McLaren furniture stores. The little bitch went for the money.
When I found out, I managed to get footage of them into some pretty kinky shit. Some of it was on my dorm bed, while Seth and I were still 'together'. In my rage, I used the footage to make April my first fuck-toy, until I dropped out.
She went on to marry Seth, and they live in Milwaukee, and she is the manager of the hotel where our 'girls' weekend' was taking place.
I have carried my wrath toward April with me for three years now. Once a year, I make her show a newspaper for a time stamp on video before making her masturbate and beg to suck my pussy. Once she comes, I let her eat my pussy until she makes me cum in her mouth. Outside of that, I have no contact with her.
This year, rather than let her eat my pussy, we inserted a three-headed monster, remote-controlled dildo (an ass and pussy probe vibrator with a clit tickler) into dear April and made her watch me fuck Sam while I controlled her dildo.
It was all too much to even believe. April came six times, until finally begging me to please turn it off. I had never felt so powerful in my life. And Sam willingly helped; I happily let her watch, and even taunted April in the process. I would never have imagined it.
The absolute icing on the cake of our first day was Little Perv. A completely unexpected surprise to start the weekend. We caught her spying on us in the Walmart bathroom as I transformed Sam from Dr. Samantha Kaplan-Donovan into her slut persona, BB, for the weekend. She spied us through the crack in the stall door, as I inserted the three-headed monster into Sam.
When I acknowledged her and invited her to join, she fled the restroom, only to return moments later, and spy on us again. That time, she was in the stall, and we were out. I used 'BB' to put on a show and manipulated her to hold one of BB's vibrators against her clit through her panties, until she came twice. She did it in the privacy of her little perv cave of a stall. Then I made her surrender her panties to Sam before we left. The topper to that encounter was, Little Perv gave me her contact information and had already begun training.
I felt like the queen of the world, and all must obey me. I hadn't planned any of that, but it was clear, Sam enjoyed being watched, and welcomed the idea of playing with others. It excited me immensely but scared me at the same time.
My vision for the weekend was pushing Sam's boundaries with me and introducing her to April, to use as an example of what happens to those who cross me, but Little Perv showed me how powerful a tool Sam could be.
As I lay there trying to calm down enough to sleep, the possibilities for the weekend were boundless. Sam slept so peacefully clinging to me, I was again jealous of her. I was about to give up on sleep when my phone dinged.
I managed to reach my phone without waking Sam and found a text from Little Perv. It was 12:08.
LP: Proof.
Attached to the text was a link to a video. My heart raced as I knew what it must be. I had managed to slip out for a few moments early and text with her. She agreed to further pet training after our encounter. I commanded her to suck her fiancé's cock and swallow. She was required to provide me with proof.
I opened the attachment and saw the side view of a young man, in his early twenties on the couch watching TV. He wore sweats and an Imagine Dragons T-shirt and was quickly joined by Little Perv, who stepped into frame and dropped to her knees between his legs.
"I haven't shown you how much I love you today," she said, resting her elbows on his knees. I could hear the Brewers game in the background as she got his attention. Her hands slid up his thighs to his cock, where she rubbed him through the sweats.
"Wow, Jen baby..." He looked like he thought better of speaking any further.
He watched, clearly surprised but happy for the attention. She rubbed his cock with her palms until he began to stiffen.
"There's the big guy and I'm so hungry," she teased, as she moved to the waist tie and pulled the sweats down.
He raised his hips, and she yanked them to his thighs. Then she backed up and shoved his knees together to take them to his ankles. There she began to stroke his cock with her right hand. I saw a clock on the wall that looked like it said 11:55.
Quick math, from that point to getting away to text me the video, thirteen minutes? Wow. It also became apparent that 'big guy' was a generous term. Say what I will about Seth being a cheating, quick-shooting piece of crap, but he was twice the man LP's fiancé was.
She wore the same black T-Shirt and jean skirt she had had on earlier. As she began to suck his dick, I wondered if she was still pantyless. "Damn, Jen. Ah!" he grunted.
I think the little-dicked asshole was watching the game, as she blew him. He seemed like a real winner. This video explained a lot. She was short, cute with a thick but shapely body; I had seen her briefly in the restroom, as she went into the stall. and I wished she had chosen to show me more of herself in the video, but I saw it as another teaching moment.
He held his hand on her head as she sucked his cock, and I got the impression he was more interested in the game and was using his hand to make sure she didn't block his view. But LP was determined. He lasted nearly two minutes before signaling her.
"Fuck, baby, gonna come." He grunted and she bobbed faster. "Serious..."
He tried to pull her off, but she refused, and he unloaded in her mouth. His upper body spasmed with a gaping mouth, clearly in disbelief that she was swallowing. I smiled knowing she, too, was willing to shatter boundaries for me.
My pussy was wet again, feeling powerfully sexy. I watched as she sucked him dry and when she stood up smiling at him, she went in for a kiss. He turned quickly and pecked her cheek,
"Thanks babe," he said, clearly avoiding the cum kiss.
I smiled again and thought to myself, 'Don't worry Little Perv, Maria loves the cum kiss.'
I wrote back.
Me: Thank you, LP. You take direction well. You have pleased me this evening.
LP: Thank you, Miss Maria.
Me: What were you thinking about when you sucked his cock?
