I poured a cup of coffee, lit my cigarette and went into the garage where Cindy was. Her arms pulled high above her head her legs spread wide apart. Completely naked except for the ball gag in her mouth. She was only 5" 5" tall 115lbs and the most beautiful woman I had ever known. I had just given her a spanking with the leather paddle. Now I marveled at her naked breasts with hard nipples and a warm red glow. I had just spanked her little ass and this time I included her tits.
Beads of perspiration formed on her forehead. Drool slipped from the ball gag in her mouth and dribbled down her chest. The lips of her clean shaven pussy were also glistening wet. I softly stroked her face and ran my fingers through her thick brown hair. My thoughts went back to the first time I ever saw her.
My life had not been easy with a drunk for a mother. I spent much of my time in and out of school and juvenile hall. I knew I was a lesbian from an early age and I grew up having to fight for everything I got. I was determined, opinionated and very dominant. Just because I was a lesbian didn't mean I never had sex with boys because I had. The male cock was much better feeling than a dildo but I discovered the dildo was easier to control. Also most all the boys were aggressive and dominant just like me and that was going to work. I was referred to mostly as "The Dyke."
Cindy on the other hand was well educated and refined rational and calm. She was of course passive and submissive. I stepped into her life at a time when she was obsessed with self pity and vulnerable. She had been divorced for five years with no prospect of companion ship and the final blow, she had recently turned forty. Pretty much her life was a lot like mine only on a different scale.
I stole this gun from a boy friend of mine it was never loaded and I had no desire to buy bullets for it. This Saturday morning a guy picked me up on the street hoping for a good time. With the aid of the pistol I relieved him of all his cash and his car. I knew it would be a matter of time before he went to the police so I drove around for awhile then pulled into a supermarket parking lot.
That day I saw Cindy pushing a shopping cart out of the marked and over to her car. She was wearing a nice pleated skirt that fell just below her knees and a white blouse with lacey fringe on it. I casually strolled over to her and asked were there might be a Laundromat. I noticed she was not wearing a wedding band so I knew she was single. The rest was quite easy once I produced the pistol and ordered her into the car. I could see she was frightened.
"Please. Please take anything you want. Just please don't hurt me."
I couldn't resist so I smiled. "I did take what I wanted. You! Now shut up and drive!"
"Where do you want me to take you?"
"Do you know where you live?"
She paused a moment, her voice uncertain. "Yes."
"Then take me there."
She paused again for a short time. "If you are going to rob me I'll tell you up front. I really don't have much. You won't find any money or expensive jewelry at my house."
I laughed at her. "I'm not going to rob you. I need a place to stay for awhile. Until the cops quit looking for me. At least I think they're looking for me. See, I robbed this guy and stole his car."
I could tell she was frozen to the seat of the car. Nothing had ever happened to her like this in her whole life.
"You live alone?"
She nodded her head. "Yes."
She lived in a nice older section of town very quiet and private. As we pulled in the driveway she pushed the garage door opener and we pulled inside. I reached over and pushed the button to close it again. I made her go inside with me while I looked everything over.
Once she had put away the groceries I made her sit down in a chair and I tied her arms behind her back. I firmly grabbed her hair and pulled her head back.
"You just sit there and keep your mouth shut! You don't speak a word unless I ask you too. Understand?"
She was quick to agree with my request.
I pulled the cigarettes out of my purse along with the lighter. "I guess you don't smoke? So there are no ash trays around?"
I could barley hear her whisper. "No."
I lit up and began to poke around the cupboards and drawers to see what was there. I opened the fridge and found a diet cola to drink.
There was also some left over spaghetti in a container so I popped it in the microwave. I found some French bread. I sat at the table eating the first decent meal I had in days. I noticed Cindy staring at me.
"What? Yes I'm eating like a pig. I haven't eaten much in the last few days. This spaghetti you made is fantastic. I love left over spaghetti."
She never said a word just like I told her. "So for your information. I'm eighteen. I didn't finish high school. I have been in and out juvenile halls and reform schools most of my life."
I stood up and walked over to her. She was still frightened but ever so beautiful with those lovely green eyes staring at me. "Also for your information! Yes I am a lesbian! I am a dyke! I love women. Is that what you wanted to hear?"
She never answered me; instead she turned her eyes away from mine. I had to admit it was quite a thrill having the power over this woman. There was that part of me that hated authority and older adults usually represented that authority. It was a natural high knowing I could do what ever I liked. It was about that time my sexual urges kicked in. I thought it was time I had a look at her boobs.
I unbuttoned her blouse one button at a time to see how she would react. I pulled it back over her shoulders then I unfastened the bra clasp. Her breathing heavy now and more frequent. Her chest was heaving in and out. I pulled the bra up allowing her breasts to fall out. They were beautiful well formed mounds a half dollar size areola and nipples that resembled pencil erasers.
I pulled her hair back and whispered in her ear. "What size"?
She took a deep breath and softly said. "Thirty-four C."
I cupped them my hands flicking the nipples gently with my thumbs. I placed my right hand on her knee and slowly went up under her skirt. I reached the elastic on her panties then stretched it out to allow my fingers underneath. I could feel her legs trembling as my fingers explored her womanhood.
I whispered again in her ear. "When was the last time a woman made love to you?"
She swallowed hard. "Never."
"Good. I like to be first at everything I do." I unfastened the buttons on the side of the skirt. "I'm going to slide your skirt off. Lift your ass up to make it easier."
A small lift and I let it drop around her feet. "Now the same for your panties." I grabbed the top band with my thumbs, pulling them down to her ankles. I parted her knees for a better look. Her sex crack was partially open at the top allowing the inner lip to protrude slightly. Covered by a small amount of light brown hair, her lips looked nice and puffy.
By this time my sex was wet and tingling. I stood her up and untied her hands just long enough to peel her blouse and bra off then I tied them again. I led her down the hall, into her bedroom and into the bathroom. I turned on the shower, stripped my clothes off and stepped inside. Next I grabbed Cindy by the arm, pulled her in with me and made her get on her knees. I pulled her face into my pussy.
"Get your lips over my clit and start tonguing me!"
It was almost impossible to describe how wonderful it felt. Her tongue gave me first orgasm almost immediately. The feel of her face in my pussy gave me another orgasm. The third one came shortly after that. I don't know why but I was so turned on by this woman. I turned off the shower then laid her down on the rug on the bathroom floor.
I planted a huge passionate kiss directly on her lips. I let my tongue explore her open mouth as I felt her trying to resist. I slid down to her breasts and sucked the nipples until they were hard. The last stop was her pussy I felt her heat and tasted her juices. The first orgasm I made her scream and buck. I kept flicking her clit hard with my tongue and I felt her whole body just shivered with ecstasy. My fingers went inside her vagina and she screamed again.
Drying myself with the towel, I stared down at her lovely naked body all sprawled out on the floor. She was hard to resist I wanted to get between her legs and do it all over again. I stood her up and began to dry her off.
"Now tell me!" I smiled. "Wasn't that better than cock?"
She took a deep breath. "Oh, God! It was."
I reached down and gave her little butt a slap.
"I think we are going to get along just fine." I kissed her on the lips. "As long as you do what I tell you."
That was the beginning for Cindy and me. We both managed to fill that void in our lives. Cindy never realized how much she liked discipline and domination until then. Bondage was a secrete desire she never realized was there. As for me, I needed someone to be there for me all the time. I didn't realize how much attention I really needed.
Now we explore different things as well as ourselves. Sometimes I tie her in the garage like today and give her a good paddling. Not because she has done anything wrong but just because we both enjoy it so much. I will tie her into a special wooden chair later. It has a dildo attached that will go up her ass. Then I will shove a vibrating dildo in her pussy and strap her legs together so she can't move. I switch the dildo on and watch her orgasm over and over until I think she has had enough.
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