0 comments/ 176417 views/ 2 favorites Just Teasing By: Tommi The Eagles were moving through "Seven Bridges Road" as I drove through the soft evening air with the top down on my 69 Firebird. I was on my way over to Kim’s house. Kim is my girlfriend. We are seniors in high school and I have been going steady with her for two years. Kim is the most beautiful girl in our school; at least I think so. From the day I saw her for the first time I have compared every girl and woman I have seen to Kim and none compare. She is 5' 7" with a beautiful full figure. Small waist, beautiful tapered hips, perfect large breasts and a drop dead gorgeous ass, but her best feature is the most perfect face with lovely jade green eyes. I was lucky to have her and I knew it. I am no dog boy, and I have many girls at school who have indicated in some way that they would like to see more of me. I am on the swimming team and the gymnastics team. I placed second in the state gymnastics meet last year. I have to admit it is flattering to have pretty girls at school go out of their way to talk to me and smile at me, but I have never thought seriously of trying anything behind Kim’s back. She is too important to me. I love her. I knew after our second date that I loved her and my feelings have grown deeper ever since. Kim is not perfect, she teases me a lot. She gets it from her mother Cathy. Cathy is an incredibly sexy woman, about thirty-five with the hottest figure in the world. Cathy works out four times a week at a local gym. Her ass is incredible. I get an erection every time I see her in shorts or tight jeans or, God help me, her bathing suit. Her breasts are larger than Kim’s without any of the sag that most older women get. She seems to love teasing me when I am at their house. She will bend over at the waste to get something out of a lower kitchen cupboard while wearing the tightest short shorts, or bend to offer me a snack or hand me a soda allowing me a peek at her breasts. She will smile as she notices the bulge starting in my pants and I will get red in the face and she will laugh at me. It is very embarrassing and she seems to like that too. Kim knows I am uncomfortable around her mother and she teases me about it asking me if I want to see her mom naked, or would I like it if her mom fell to her knees in front of me and begged me to suck my cock. Kim and Cathy’s teasing embarrasses and humiliates me, but I endure it because I love Kim. Kim and I have not gone all the way. She sucks my cock a lot, and she loves to do it in places where we could get caught. I love to suck her pussy and she tells me I do a wonderful job at it. I have never done that to anyone else, so I only have Kim’s word for my skill. We are both still virgins. Kim is afraid to let me fuck her because I am rather large. In the shower room at school I have noticed that I am a lot bigger in both length and thickness than any of the other boys I have seen. My mother came into the bathroom unexpectedly as I was drying off from the shower once and when she saw my semi erect cock she gasped. I asked her what was wrong and she actually stuttered as she said " my G..G..God Brian your hu..hu..HUGE." I got red but it was flattering as I thought of it later. It bothers me that Kim and I haven’t made love in the most intimate way yet, but I don’t want to do anything to hurt her and she is worth waiting for. We will get to fucking when the time is right. I sure get stiff around her a lot and we both love that. She tells me how flattered she is that she arouses me so much. Cathy’s husband left her for another woman about three years ago. I don’t know any of the details because Kim doesn’t like to talk about it. I think her Dad must be crazy to leave such a beautiful sexy woman. Kim was very hurt when her father left. She loves him very much. I pulled into the driveway at Kim’s house and went to the door and rang the bell. Kim opened the door with a big grin on her face and jumped at me wrapping her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist. She gave me a sensuous deep kiss with her tongue darting between my open lips. She said "Hi Brian" in a little girl’s voice and unwrapped her legs and slid down my front. Her hand found my cock and squeezed it through my jeans making it start to stiffen. She let go of me and gave me a radiant smile, while taking my hand and pulling me forward into the house. "Come on out back, Mom’s out on the patio and she wants to see you too." I said hi back to her as we went out toward the patio. I was a little surprised to see her in a skirt and blouse. We had not planned to go out. The skirt was a tight denim mini that held her ass like a ball in a catcher’s mitt, and the blouse was tight and white tied beneath her swelling breasts. She had left the three top buttons undone, and she was showing a lot of cleavage. The way her ass swayed from side to side as she walked in front of me caused my already alert cock to stiffen a little more. We walked through the french doors out onto the patio and I was concerned that I was growing visibly large in my jeans. Cathy rose to greet me as I stammered "hi Mrs. Jamison." "Hi Brian" she said in a soft sexy voice. She was wearing a light summer dress cut low showing the tops of her huge breasts. The dress had thin straps over the shoulders, it was tight over her chest and flowed fully to about three inches above her knees. It had buttons down the front and the last few were unbuttoned. She wore stockings and high heeled sandals. The sun was still shining through the trees and it made the dress transparent. I could see her high cut panties which were darker than the light yellow dress right through it. She leaned into me in a tight hug that crushed her breast against my chest. She kissed me on the cheek and drew back with a smile on her face. She looked down at the front of my jeans and said "my you do seem happy to see me." I looked down to see the outline of my cock through my jeans and I turned red. Kim giggled. "Brian try to remember which one of us you are dating," Kim said as she giggled again. "I..I..I’m sor..." I stammered and Cathy smiled at me in a wicked way and said "Kim you better take Brian in and get him a soda to cool off...and some ice to pack in his shorts." Kim giggled again and grabbed my arm and pulled me back through the doors and into the kitchen. I knew I was red in the face and I felt so humiliated. I also was angry at the way Cathy had teased me. The grin on Kim’s face just pissed me off further and I blurted out "why the fuck does she have to humiliate me every time she sees me." Kim’s face changed to a look of surprise and she said "hey, what’s the matter with you. Mom was just having some fun with you." "The only fun she ever has with me is to totally humiliate me," I said. "It’s not her fault you can’t control yourself every time you get within ten feet of her." I was so pissed at the way Kim was defending her mother and trying to make everything my fault that I turned toward the front hall and said "I’m out of here. I’ll call you tomorrow." Kim ran up behind me and grabbed my arm turning me toward her. "Brian don’t go. I’m sorry you were embarrassed, but I don’t think Mom was trying to be mean. It’s just her wicked sense of humor. She really likes you a lot, and I love you. Don’t go please." I stood there looking at Kim and the anger started to leave me. She was so adorable and I loved her so much I couldn’t stay mad at her. The pleading look on her face melted me and I started to think this was all my fault. I said "I’m sorry Kim." She gave me a big smile and said "I know what will make you feel better." She slowly lowered herself to her knees trailing her hands from my neck down my chest. She looked me in the eyes and slowly lowered her hands to unbutton the last few buttons holding her blouse closed. She untied the knot below her breasts and the blouse fell open. Her breasts were fully exposed. Without breaking eye contact she unzipped my pants and pulled out my nearly erect cock and kissed the head of it. Her tongue came out between her lips and she licked it. She lowered her tongue licking as she went till she got to the base. She licked back up the other side and took the head into her mouth. I was totally turned on at the sight of her lips stretched to the max around the head of my cock. Kim took more and more into her mouth as she stroked up and down. Her red lips straining around my pink cock, sucking and licking as she lowered herself onto me. She had a little over half of it in her mouth as I felt the head push into her throat. I was lost in her eyes, and feeling what she was doing to my cock was driving me crazy. Up and down she worked till I felt I was going to explode. Kim took my balls into her hand and squeezed every time her mouth descended as far as it could till the head was in her throat. I exploded into her throat with a moan. Cathy was standing at the French doors looking into the kitchen at her half naked daughter sucking Brian’s huge cock. She looked at its incredible size wistfully. It was the largest cock she had ever seen. She knew why her daughter was crazy in love with Brian. He was handsome as sin with a beautiful hard body and a cock a woman could never grow tired of. If Kim played her cards right, didn’t give in and let him fuck her, just continued to tease him and make him suck her young pussy she could control him. If you control a man’s cock you control him. If you let a man get between your legs only when you wanted him there a woman could own a man and get him to do anything she wanted. She thought of tomorrow’s party and the plans she had for Brian and smiled. She would help Kim win control of this young stud. She knew how. She thought of Frank, her ex-husband and grew angry at his leaving her for another woman. Cathy had controlled him since the day she met him, and led him around by his cock until he had no choice but to ask her to marry him. Everything had gone perfectly according to her plan until she had gone a little too long denying him her cunt. It had always been a war of control to keep him under her heel. Somehow she lost him. He fell out of love with her and left. Frank had been ok. She liked him as much as any man she had ever been with and he brought in a lot of money which was useful. She still didn’t understand how that other woman got control of him and pulled him away from her. She would find another man to replace him when she was ready. She could have any man she went after married or single. For now she just wanted to help her daughter learn to control this beautiful boy she was in love with. She smiled again as she thought of the party. Brian sat with Kim nestled into his chest. Her hand was inside his shirt rubbing his smooth flat stomach. Brian had no chest hair, he shaved all the hair from the neck down for swimming, all except a trimmed patch of pubic hair. They were in the den watching a movie on TV. Kim’s mom was in her room. Kim tilted her face up to look into his eyes and he gently bent down and kissed her softly on her parted lips. Kim loved him more than anything. He was so considerate, and she knew he was madly in love with her. She knew twenty girls at school who would do anything for a date with him. He was absolutely the best looking boy in school with a charming smile, a great sense of humor, and he was hers. Her mother had taught her how to win and keep any boy she wanted. Keep him hot and horny with constant attention, but always to be the instigator. Never let him take charge. Over time her mother had said he would do whatever she wanted whenever she wanted without his ever realizing that he was being dominated. Dominate him with love and caring but never let him have his way. A woman must always be in control of her man if she wanted to be happy. Brian reached for her breast, but she instinctively brushed his hand away and pushed his shirt open. She took his nipple into her lips and teased it with her tongue. Kim opened her blouse and lifted his hand to her breast. Brian rolled her nipple gently. He had learned never to touch her breasts too hard. Kim had let him know she didn’t like that. There were many things Kim had taught him about how to behave around her. He didn’t realize it, never thought of it in terms of power transferal or control. He was mesmerized by her and felt empty when he was not with her. Kim knew this her mother had taught her that too. Kim rubbed his cock through his pants. When it was straining against the material she unzipped him. She took him into her mouth and swirled her tongue around the head of his cock. He moaned as she slid her mouth down until the head of his cock was pushing against her throat. Kim deflated her checks and the vacuum pressure of her mouth drove him wild as she suctioned up and down the shaft. At the point where he knew he was about to explode Cathy entered the den and looked over the back of the couch at the children having their fun. "That looks good. Is there enough for everyone." Kim lifted her mouth from Brian’s pulsing cock as his eyes flew open in surprise. Cathy stood over them with her magnificent breast visible through the transparent negligee she wore laughing at him. Brian grew red with embarrassment as Cathy leered at his twitching erection. In shame he stuffed it painfully into his pants and zipped up. "Don’t stop on my account," Cathy said with a laugh. "It looks like that," she pointed at his cock visible through his pants, "could grow into a man sized tool with careful feeding." Kim giggled, and then both women started to laugh. Brian stood abruptly pushing Kim away from him. Brian walked toward the front door. "Where are you going," Kim asked him as he beat his retreat. Brian had no ability to speak and just kept walking. "Come back Brian. I was just having some fun," Cathy said. As he opened the door Cathy started laughing again. "Poor baby," Cathy said amidst her laughter. Just before he slammed the door he heard Kim start to laugh too. He drove wildly down street after street. Tears of rage filled his eyes. That miserable bitch he thought about Kim’s sadistic mother. He hated her. He drove for thirty minutes before the ache in his groin started to ease a little, and his fury to slacken. He would never go back to that house. He was through with Kim. He knew as he thought it that he could never go through with it. He loved her too much. The despair of never being with her would bring him back he knew. He was so confused. He drove over to Jack’s house. Jack was his best friend from the swim team, and he had to talk to someone. When Jack answered the door he asked him if they could talk. Jack saw the troubled look on his friend’s face and called out to his parents that he and Brian were going for a walk. After a few blocks in silence Brian started telling his friend what had happened. When Jack had heard the whole story they walked a few blocks again in silence. Finally Jack said "I will tell you what I think is going on and then there is someone I want you to talk to. You really love her don’t you." Brian nodded. "Your telling me a story I have heard before," Jack said. "My dad was Bill Jamison’s divorce attorney and I heard dad talking to mom about how Cathy Jamison teased Mr. Jamison to control him. She would flaunt her body and deny him sex until he was crazy all the time. She is a manipulating bitch. When Mr. Jamison couldn’t take it any more he left her, and according to my dad he has never been happier. Dad said that after he had been away from her for a few months he came to realize how she had controlled him. He also said that he went through some kind of withdrawal, as if he had been on drugs. I don’t know what to tell you to do Brian, but I think you should talk to Kim’s father. He may have some ideas. Brian was willing to try anything. They walked back to Jack’s house and Jack called Mr. Jamison telling him a friend who was dating Kim needed to talk to him. Mr. Jamison told them to come over. They drove across town to Mr. Jamison’s house and he greeted them at the door. He led them into the living room where his wife was reading. Julie Jamison smiled and greeted the boys warmly. She asked them if they would like Cokes and went into the kitchen to get them. Mr Jamison said "so Brian your dating Kim." "Yes sir, for the last two years." "She is a lovely girl," her father said with pride. "I...I love her very much," Brian answered timidly. Julie entered the room and gave the boys their Cokes, then sat beside her husband. "Is there a problem between you and Kim," Mr. Jamison asked. Brian tried to talk but couldn’t. He looked at Jack for help. Jack took over and told the Jamisons what had been going on between Brian and Kim, and what her mother did every time they were together. Jack finished by telling Mr. Jamison Brian didn’t know what to do. He loved her so much but he was being driven crazy. They hoped Mr Jamison could tell Brian what to do. Mr. Jamison grew redder and redder as he heard the story. "So that bitch is teaching Kim her twisted sadistic games," he said with barely controlled fury. "Cool down honey, Julie Jamison said to her husband. "You can’t think clearly in a rage and Brian and Kim need your help." "Your right Julie, thanks." Mr. Jamison stood up and walked back and forth from the living room into the dining room and back again for fifteen minutes as they watched him in silence. Bill Jamison stopped in front of Brian and looked down into his eyes. "How tough are you Brian." Brian didn’t know what to say. Jack said in swimming or gymnastics he is the toughest competitor on the team, that is what makes him a winner." Brian looked gratefully at his friend. "I have an idea that might work," Bill Jamison said. "If it does you might win Kim and be able to have a meaningful relationship with her. If it doesn’t work, if she continues to tease and torture you my advise is to drop her. No matter how painful it will be to do so. If you win you will be saving Kim from a life of unhappiness. She could make you the happiest man in the world. She is a beautiful, wonderful girl. Are you man enough to try Brian." "Yes sir I am." "Good," he said.. "When will you be going over to see Kim again. Her mother is having a pool party tomorrow, Kim invited me." "That could be perfect," Bill said. "Do you know Bill Wilcox." "Sure," Brian answered, "he is on the gymnastics team with me." "Is he a friend who will help you." "Yes, I think so." "And the rest of your teammates, will they help you." "You bet they will," Jack answered for Brian. "Ok boys here is my plan..." After the boys left Bill sat with his wife deep in thought. "If this works, and I hope to God it does, I want Kim to live with us. Is that ok Julie." "Sure honey. I love Kim too and if we don’t get her away from her mother what kind of a life will she have. No real man will put up with the sadistic games Cathy put you through for long. No woman is worth that. Kim will have a life of broken relationships and misery if we don’t get her away from her mothers influence." Bill looked into Julie’s eyes and felt the warmth and love she had for him, and even for his daughter, and thought for the thousandth time how lucky he was that he hadn’t given up on women after Cathy. There were all types of women as surely as there are many types of men. He had not believed for a long time that women actually cared for men. The horrible experience he had with Cathy clouded his judgment of women making him mistrust any sign of warmth or attention. Julie had, with great patience, shown him that women can be warm and affectionate and sincere. "Do you know how blessed I feel since you came into my life. I was lost till you found me." Julie leaned into her husband’s chest and gently pressed her lips to his. Her erotic energy built and she slipped her tongue into his open mouth. Pulling her mouth off his, looking deep into his eyes she stroked his cock through his pants. A lustful smile came to her mouth. "Don’t cast me as a saint sugar. Saints don’t beg to have large cocks shoved hard up their pussies and that is what I want you to do." They raced for the bedroom. Just Teasing Brian was worried about the risks he was about to take to win Kim’s true affection. The thought of giving her up made him feel sick to stomach. He finished getting dressed in his swim suit, polo shirt and sandals and went out to his car. Kim looked again at the bathing suit her mother had bought her for the party in the full length mirror in her room. It was a bikini made of a very thin flesh colored material. The top covered the areolas but left her breasts exposed on all sides. The triangle at her pussy was molded to her prominent labia. Her mother had insisted that she shave her pubic hair away completely. There was nothing at all in back. The string of the thong was hidden in the crack of her ass. She could see her nipples and areolas through the suit, not just the shape but the color as well. What would it look like when the suit was wet. She smiled at what the look on Brian’s face would be when she climbed sensually out of the pool. She was going to drive him crazy and tease him till he was ready to burst. If she got the chance she was going to make him fuck her this very day. She had figured out that if she stayed on top she could control the situation to her satisfaction. Her mother had pushed Brian too far last night before he left in a rush. She would use her pussy to get him back where she wanted him, at her beck and call. Cathy looked at her image in her own full length mirror. The bathing suit was ravishing. It would make any man cream himself at the sight of her. She too had shaved completely for the party. Her suit was identical to Kim’s, as were the suits her three friends were going to wear. She smiled at her reflection. The suit dry was see through, wet it would be invisible. With five voluptuous visibly naked women strutting around and teasing him Brian would be driven crazy all day long. She wanted to get him hard as steel and keep him there on the edge all day. She smiled wickedly as she thought of how she planned to finish the boy off and make him Kim’s forever. She heard the door bell and went to let her friends in. Kelly Mathis was thirty-four and married to the young heir to a manufacturing fortune. Cathy had been giving Kelly advise on how to get control of her husband Keith, and his money. Kelly was 5'10" with a runway models body except from the one flaw that kept her from going far as the model she used to be. Kelly had 38DD breasts. Cathy and Kelly had some wild times picking up young men to fuck when Keith was out of town on business. Jane Anderson was thirty-eight with a voluptuous body and Mediterranean skin and dark hair. She had the Sophia Loren look, not as statuesque, but she had the look. Jane was married to a Vice President of a large bank. Cathy had been giving her pointers on man control as well. Jane hadn’t been unfaithful to her husband but she was looking around. Matty Williams was forty-three, but looked ten years younger. She was divorced from the husband she had cheated on all through their marriage. She loved the fact that getting caught fucking her husband’s father had broken up two marriages. Matty didn’t believe in marriage because she had little use and no affection for men. She had been married three times and wrung healthy settlements from each man she had taken. She didn’t have Cathy’s resolve to control one man in a relationship as she was trying to help Kim do. Matty described her philosophy on relationships with men as "fuck em fleece em and forget em." Cathy took her friends out to the pool and each removed their covering clothing to show the matching suits that she had chosen to destroy Brian with. They all giggled at the excitement the day would bring. Kim came out to the pool and looked in shock at the women dressed as she was. "What’s the matter Kim. You look like you have seen a ghost," Cathy asked her bewildered daughter. "Mom why does everyone have on the same suit you gave me for today." "I liked them so much I bought one for everyone," Cathy responded. "But you said if I wore this I would drive Brian crazy. I want him to be looking just at me, not all of you." "Don’t worry we are not going to seduce him, he is all yours. We are going to help tease him to the boiling point though." "Mom why are you being so mean to Brian, I thought you liked him and you know I love him." Cathy’s anger grew and she snapped at her daughter "if you keep thinking about how much you love him instead of how you are going to control him you’ll be spreading your legs like a bitch in heat before the day is through." Kim stared at her mother in horror. Her mother had never spoken to her like this before. A stab of fear went through her. "You are trying to break us up aren’t you." "Kim, that is the stupidest thing you have ever said. Look honey you have to trust me about this. Go along with me. All we are going to do is tease Brian a little harder than we have in the past, and you know how much fun we have had doing that don’t you. Besides, we are doing this to help you win control of Brian forever. You could be a little more appreciative. Just rub your breasts against him as often as possible and let him see you wiggle your ass in his face. The girls and I will help and when this party is over Brian will be your slave. There is the bell Kim go let Brian in and have a good time." Kim opened the door for Brian with her sweetest smile. "Hi darling", she breathed softly as she pressed herself against him and kissed him. "Hi Kim." Kim pulled back from him to arms length to let him get a good look at her. He had never seen her look sexier. "Are you going to put a suit on or swim naked like this all day," he said. Kim giggled and squeezed his penis through his Speedo. It looked like he had a whole salami stuffed into the skin tight suit. "Mom has some of her friends over so we can spend some time away from them without drawing too much attention today. There is something I want to show you later." Kim kissed him again and led him by the hand through the house. Brian loved her naked ass as it twitched from side to side. Before they got out of the kitchen he whispered to her that he wanted to ask her something about her mom later when they were alone. Kim grinned at that. She was sure he was going to ask her to get her mother to leave him alone and stop teasing him constantly. Boy was he in for a surprise. They walked out onto the patio into the bright sun. Brian was shocked at the sight of the four women. They were all dressed exactly like Kim. "Hi Brian," Cathy said to him with a smile as she rose and walked toward him. Her breasts were swaying from side to side with an exaggerated motion. She leaned in to kiss him on the cheek allowing her breast to brush lightly against his bare chest. Brian turned his face slightly and caught Cathy’s lips with his own. He gave her a long kiss and he was glad to see the startled look in her wide eyes as he did it. Pulling back from her he held her hands and smiled at her. "Hi Mrs Jamison. You look terrific in your suit. It sure is obvious where Kim gets her fantastic good looks from." Cathy was still startled and stammered "wh..why thank you Brian." Trying to regain control she gave him a wicked smile and looked down at his straining Speedo. "You do look excited to see me. I think your suit might explode any second." the women all laughed at him. Instead of turning red Brian turned to the three women behind Cathy and with a smile on his face said "wow. Did I take a wrong turn and end up at the Playboy mansion. I should have known any friends of yours would be knock outs too Mrs. Jamison. Will you introduce me to them." The women’s laughter turned to nervous giggles as the young boy with the tightly packed crotch smiled at them. "Oh.. Sure Brian." Leading him by the hand to the first woman Cathy said "Brian this is Kelly." "Hello Kelly," he said taking her hand and giving her a warm smile. "If this is the Ms. Universe Pageant can I judge the swimsuit competition." "Why thank you Brian," the nervous woman said. Cathy looked confused as she led him to the next woman. "Brian this is Jane." "I am pleased to meet you Jane. You look like the star in a Felini film." The woman just smiled at him in a nervous way. Kim was totally lost. What was happening. Why was Brian so sure of himself and teasing these women. He had never done anything like this before. Cathy was as confused as her daughter as she led Brian to the last woman. "Brian this is Matty." "Hi Matty," he said with a smile. "You look pleased with yourself young man," she said with a smirk. "What man wouldn’t be Matty in a garden of Eden like this. If I start going goggle eyed will you pinch my bottom for me so that I will know your all real." Matty was speechless, which was something she had never experienced before. Cathy, trying to get control and figure out what was going on said to Kim, "honey why don’t you and Brian get cold drinks in the kitchen." "Ok mom. Come on Brian," the girl said. Brian looked at Kim with a smile and said "darling would you get them. I’ll stay here with the ladies and chat." Kim walked off toward the kitchen with a bewildered look on her face. She was followed by her mother. "Mom what is going on. Why is Brian flirting with everyone. He is usually beet red and stammering." "I don’t know Kim, but don’t worry I will figure out what that little shit is up to." "Mom don’t do anything to drive him away. I would die if he left." "Don’t worry Kim I know what I am doing. I am just going to call his bluff." The two women went back outside with refreshments to find Brian talking to Matty who was sensually spreading lotion on her legs. Her lips were parted erotically and her arms were pushing the sides of her large and nearly naked breasts from side to side as she stroked her thighs. The boy just smiled at her enjoying the lewd show. "Matty if you need help applying lotion to your back side I would be glad to help you." "Really. Think your man enough for that," she asked. "I am a good student and I am sure that with an experienced teacher I could learn to do it properly." Matty closed her mouth. She could think of nothing to say to this charming smart ass boy. She didn’t seem to be getting to him. Cathy had said he was usually a nervous wreck. Brian looked up as Jane stood up and raised her arms above her head to stretch. She looked at the boy with a sensuous pout to her full lips. "Jane are you by any chance a daughter of Sophia Loren." The woman’s arms fell to her sides. "What did you ask." "You look like her. Makes we want to eat Itallian," he said with a laugh. Lovely Jane said "no" as she withered into her chaise. Kelly was about to roll over and expose her luscious ass to the boy but she didn’t. She backed out of the engagement without firing a shot. Kim offered everyone a drink. Brian thanked her as he took one without looking at her. He was looking at Cathy. She walked like a cat in heat up to Brian and turned away from him. She pushed her ass back toward him and slowly sat down on the love seat next to him. Her breast brushed his shoulder and slid down his arm as she sat. Before she could say anything Brian put his hand on her warm thigh and turned toward her. His cock pushed his suit in a different direction. Cathy couldn’t help but look at it. Bees, little tiny bees started buzzing in a warm place between her legs. There was honey there too and the bees were stirring it. Brian thought about Mr. Jamison’s plan. He had the pager in his bag. All he had to do was push a button and a pre set code would signal Jack and his friends to crash the party with a video camera. He could humiliate or blackmail these women with the tape. Things were going better than he had hoped, and a different plan, his plan started to form in his mind. He smiled at Cathy and pressed his hand into her thigh just a little. "This is the best party I have ever been to. Thank you Mrs. Jamison for inviting your friends, and thank you for inviting me." "Yo...your welcome Brian. I’m glad your having a good time." "Lets go swimming. I want to see you and Kim all wet. Do you think those suits your wearing will dissolve or just be transparent when they get wet. Cathy was speechless. Something was happening. Something had changed. She didn’t know what it was. She looked at Brian and saw a difference in him that she didn’t understand, but she liked it. Cathy liked it a lot. Her thong was drenched and moisture ran down her inner thighs making them slippery. Brian rose and offered her his hand. Cathy took it and rose beside him. Brian smiled at her. Why did he keep doing that. It was driving her crazy. With Cathy’s hand in his he turned to Kim and gave her a dazzling smile. The neglected girl smiled back timidly. "Come on beautiful you and your mom can race me in the pool to see who does the dishes after the party." Brian took her hand in his and lifted her to her feet making her breasts bounce wildly. He ran pulling the women toward the pool. They all jumped at the same time. When they came back up into the sun Brian looked at the two. "Darn. Your tops are see through but I hoped they would dissolve in the water." Kim let out a squeak and splashed him. Brian laughed. He splashed her back but his hand hit her breast lightly right on the hardened nipple. Kim gasped and then grinned at him. She reached for and found his stiff cock and squeezed it tightly. "Ooo.. You can stop doing that in about eighty years." Brian turned to Cathy and admired her fantastic chest bobbing in the water. "This might not be a fair race you women have an unfair advantage with your floatation devices but last one to the end of the pool loses some clothing." All three plunged toward the far end in a wild splash of flailing arms and kicking legs. Brian just beat Kim by a hair and Cathy came in third. The two kids turned toward her and Kim said "what’s it going to be mom bottoms or tops." Cathy wasn’t surprised, she was smiling at Kim. "Brian was the winner he gets to remove whatever he wants," Cathy said. Brian swam behind her and untied the string of her top. Cathy held the material over her breasts until he swam back around in front. She looked at Kim and then at Brian. "You remove it Brian. You won." Brian cupped her breasts in his hands massaging the nipples with his palms and then pulled the skimpy top from her breasts. Cathy pushed away from the wall toward Brian until one of her breasts made contact with his mouth just above the water. The boy sucked it into his mouth and lapped at the hard nipple with his tongue. Kim dove under the water and a startled but dreamy look on Cathy’s face told everyone she had just lost something else. Kim came to the surface holding her mother’s thong above her head like a newly taken scalp. Brian grinned at Cathy and said "Mrs. Jamison if it’s ok with Kim you can tease and sexually abuse me anytime you want to." Cathy looked deeply into his eyes and then into her daughters. "Brian if you are going to fuck both of us tonight call me Cathy and go strip her naked." The three voluptuous, and definitely left out women looked at each other. It was Matty, always the sarcastic one who said "this isn’t working out quite how Cathy had it planned." Jane sighed and said "I think I’ll go home and fuck my husband. Kelly said "you coming Matty. I want to torture my husband until I can’t stand up tonight." "Ok," Matty said but you have to stop at a drug store so I can stock up on batteries for the night." the three women laughed and Kelly said "if you don’t mind sloppy seconds you can screw Tom after I’m done and then we can suck each other out and let him do it to us again." "Deal," Matty said. The three women put outer clothing over their invisible suits and with a glance at Kim sucking a huge cock of a boy tonguing a very naked Cathy who lay sprawled on the diving board they headed for the door. Jack and the posse were bewildered to see three beautiful women, none of them Kim or her mother, exit the Jamison house and drive away. Still no signal from Brian. It had been three hours in the broiling sun. "screw this," Jack said. Brian can take care of himself. He would have signaled us if he needed us. Let’s get some beers. As they started the engine and drove off to the sound of ZZ Top they didn’t hear the high pitched wail of a girl becoming a woman laying under the man she loved in her mother’s back yard. Just Teasing Snow crunched under the tires in the driveway and a cloudy sky boded the coming of another storm. I walked up the ramp to the back door, searching for the proper key on my ring. Once inside, I took off my shoes, put them in the boot tray, hung up my coat, and put on the black leather collar that was hanging there. It had been my first Christmas present from you and I felt special wearing it. It kept you close to me while you were away. In the kitchen, I started the coffee and began mixing pie crust for the pasties I was making tonight...had to remember to leave the onions out of yours though, because of your allergy. This was the first time I had made them for you and I was hoping you would like them. I had just put them in the oven and cleaned up my mess when I heard your truck pull in. "Heh, Heh!!" I thought as I scooted around the corner while you shed your boots and coat. I heard you call my name and kept silent. You knew I was home, but wondered why I hadn't met you at the door as usual. As you started down the hall to look for me, I pounced with a big hug and kiss. "Gotcha!" I laughed "Okay, pet," you grinned. "I'll fix you later!" "Oh, Robert!" I chided, "I was just teasing!" "I know, pet; but we'll see who gets the last laugh!" Grinning like a couple of school kids, we hugged each other hard and went back to the kitchen for some of that coffee while we waited for dinner. I had no sooner set the cups on the counter than you were behind me, grabbing my wrists, pinning them behind me in one of your strong hands. With the other, you tweaked my nipples as you nibbled my neck. Mmmmmm...that gave me shivers!! Guiding me over to the table, you pulled out a chair and sat down. Still holding my wrists, you ordered me across your lap. "But, Master, we don't have enough time for that. Our dinner will burn." "Do as your Master tells you!" you said in that tone of voice that meant no arguing. You pulled me down and I had no choice but to obey. With your free hand, you pulled up my skirt and rubbed my ass cheeks through my pantyhose, noting with amusement that I wasn't wearing panties. I felt your arousal growing as you pulled the pantyhose free of my bottom down to my knees. I was tense waiting for the spanking that was sure to come. Instead, your hand slid down between the cheeks to the baldness of my pussy lips. It was still a strange, erotic sensation, even though you had shaved me weeks before. After fondling me for a while, you ordered me to stand up. "Gotcha! See...you're not the only one who can tease!" you chuckled, knowing what I had thought was going to happen. We laughed and hugged some more. I decided to get rid of the pantyhose, making sure to give you a good view as I did so, then got your coffee. As I set it on the table, I slid into your lap and put my head against your chest, listening to the sound of your heartbeat. "I love you, Robert," I said as your arm went 'round me. After dinner, you gave me a hand with the dishes and went in to watch the news while I got some things ready for tomorrow. The news was almost over when I slipped up behind you and hugged your neck, planting a soft kiss on your ear. You clicked off the TV and said, "Time to hit the shower. You first. I'll be along in a minute." I was all soapy by the time you peeked around the curtain and, still being in a silly mood, I flicked water at your face. You laughed and the twinkle in your eye told me I was in trouble. I dried off and said, "Your turn!" I made sure the water was still warm for you and patted your cock as you stepped in, then headed for the bedroom, and crawled under the covers to wait for you. It wasn't long 'til I heard your footsteps in the hall. "You are in serious trouble now, my pet!" you said as you entered the room. "You forgot something!" It was then I realized that I hadn't put my collar back on after the shower. My hand went to my neck in consternation. You sat in the chair near the bed and commanded, "Come here!" I slid out from under the covers and knelt in front of you so you could place it around my neck once more. "I'm sorry, Master Robert! I didn't mean to forget!" (Mmmmmm...how I loved the feel of your touch as you buckled it securely!) "Now stand up!" you ordered. When I complied, you reached up quickly and pulled me over your knees. My hand went back to protect my ass as I said, "I'll be good and remember from now on." You grabbed my wrist, pulling my hand out of the way and holding my shoulders down at the same time. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! I heard as I felt the sting of your other hand on my cheeks. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! I squirmed. "Be still!" you ordered. You could tell I was having a hard time obeying, but you smiled knowing I was trying my best to do as you said. Pulling me up, you told me to go get the cuffs and sit on the bed. Feeling naked and vulnerable under your watchful eye, and a bit put out about the spanking; I moved to do your bidding, stifling the urge to stick out my tongue. When I had done as you commanded, you took the cuffs, one-by-one, and strapped them around my wrists and ankles. Mmmmm...I reveled at the feel of the soft leather! Ordering me to lie on my back, you tied each to the corners of the bed. There was no escape now...you were in control of my body...I was at your mercy...had to trust you... completely. Next came the blindfold around my eyes. I tried to peek to see what you were up to, but you had done it well...I couldn't see your little grin as you noted my efforts. You left me then and I heard you rummaging around for something. I was curious and nervous and excited all at the same time! I never knew what you would do to me, but I usually liked it a lot! I tested the hold of my restraints, even though I knew it was useless...of course...they weren't giving an inch! I jumped at the unexpected touch of the rope on my chest, wondering as you wrapped my breasts in its unyielding coils. It felt strange, yet it produced a strange, exquisite excitement. Again...rummaging...I winced a bit as a new sensation crept across my flesh...the intensity of the snakebite kit on my nipples was almost more than I could handle. Yet, as it settled down, I felt my arousal growing...a soft moan escaped my lips...you knew you had me going. To test the security of our new toy, you tugged on them and I squirmed again at the intensity of their hold. I pulled in my bonds and noted the satisfaction in your voice when you stated, "You like that, don't you, pet!" A breathless, "Yes, master!" was all I could manage. You let your hands massage my breasts for a few moments, enjoying my discomfort, then trailed your fingers lightly all over my chest, abdomen, and down my inner thighs, carefully avoiding the one spot you knew I wanted you to touch; then back up just brushing those bald pussy lips. A quick intake of breath was the only sign I had time for before you parted them and plunged two fingers inside. Oh God! How I loved the feel of you inside me! I tried to raise my hips to give you better access, but the restraints held fast. The wonderful heat of your mouth closed over my clit as you pushed deeper inside the warm, fleshy tunnel of my womanhood. You knew my body well...could sense when I was coming to the edge of ecstasy...and stopped...enjoying my struggle to get you to continue. I heard the grin in your voice as you asked, "See how it feels to be teased, my pet?" I groaned my displeasure and pulled at my restraints again, knowing you had gotten the best revenge of all. Sounds of rummaging again...now what?...I moaned softly as one-by-one the clothespins closed all over my breasts, chest, and pussy lips. The last ones produced the most delicious feelings I had ever experienced. Rummaging...cool touch of cyberskin...soft tingles as you turned the vibrator on low and teased the clothespins that held my skin...touring my body on your way to my pussy...around the edges...down the crack to rest for a moment on the tight little pucker of my ass...back up the crack and a long, slow dip into the ever-increasing wetness above. I writhed in pleasure at the sensation, wanting more. As if you could read my thoughts, you pulled it from inside to lay it next to the soft/hard bulge of my clit. A soft, "Yes, Master!" hit your ears and you turned the vibrator up a couple of notches. "Mmmmmm...!" I moaned, breathing much faster now. One at a time, you placed all of your fingers into the warm, wet folds inside me and pushed hard, trying to get your hand past the unyielding muscles. I bucked hard against you...ragged breathing...moaning..."Yessssss! Master!"...heat rising. You turned the vibrator on high, holding steady pressure on both areas as I climbed the heights of ecstasy. "Maaaaaaasssterrrrr!" I cried out in the darkness..."Yeeesssssssssss!" Fingers of lightning played over my body and took me into oblivion as you pushed me over the edge. Slowly, awareness crept back and I realized you had removed the blindfold. Opening my eyes, I found I was looking directly into yours. You looked very pleased with yourself as I said quietly, "I love the way you tease, Master Robert!" Just Teasing The dash on the passenger side of that old red Kenworth had a nice sloping angle to it so that it sloped towards the front edge of the bucket seat. I loved to turn around backwards and recline back on the dash with my ass in the seat and my legs propped up on the back of the seat stretching up to the roof of the cab. He seemed to enjoy it when I’d lay back this way. He could easily reach my outstretched legs and run his hands over my skin. Mostly he seemed to enjoy the comments other drivers would make about his wife as he passed them. On a trip to Houston one night the rocking motion of the truck coupled with the vibrations pulsing through my seat from the stereo began to make me throb and ache for him. He’d been hitting the highway pretty hot since early that morning. I was craving the warm intense feel of his hands massaging and caressing my silky skin. I needed to feel that warm tingling sensation that would come from deep inside me when his hands would move lightly over my inner thigh and brush the crotch of my jeans so lightly I almost couldn’t feel it. I asked if we would be stopping soon and was disappointed to find out we were 3 hours out of Houston and were already running behind schedule. How much of an emergency is a load of Coors beer anyhow. I thought if I slipped into something a little more comfortable and a lot sexier maybe he’d drive faster or throw caution into the wind and let the drunks wait just a little longer. I went into the bunk and pulled out my purple lace bustier that laced up the front with ribbon and the matching thong. It was his favorite, I figured if anything would do the trick that would be the one. Leaving the garter belt and stockings out this time, I slipped back into the cab placed a pillow on the dash of the truck and assumed my favorite relaxing position. Back against the dash, ass in the bucket seat with my long silky smooth legs stretched out towards the roof with ankles crossed. The act itself was incredibly tantalizing for me. I had never exposed myself in public in such a way. Even though it was dark and we were cruising down the highway at an excessive rate of speed. I still felt as though I was parading myself publicly in the eyes of strangers. It felt sinfully thrilling esp. for someone that had yet to venture from the comfort of her own bedroom or living room. When I got myself comfortably positioned, I turned my face away from him watching the traffic we were passing by. Partly to show him, that I was ignoring him and partly so he couldn’t see the red heat that had grown in my face from feeling so daring and exposed. He turned the stereo down and spoke my name softly but I ignored him and kept singing. His voice rose a little and he asked me to take my panties off. I felt the heat from my face move rapidly down my neck right into my breast. I jerked my head to face him, shocked. He just smiled and told me that I hadn’t come to my seat half naked for the hell of it. I told him I couldn’t do that, but I’d go to bed if he wished. He said no, and again asked me to remove my panties, assuring me that know one could see us or would even imagine what we might be up too in the cab of that truck. Even though it was pitch dark and the only lights in the cab were the soft glow of the led on the stereo and the CB radio I suddenly felt as though the driver of the truck we were passing could see me. I felt my body tremble with fear and excitement. Once we had finished passing the freight liner. I rose slightly off the seat and slid my panties over my ass, without bending my legs I slid them all the way up over my ankles and out of them. He held his hand out for them, and when I had handed them to him he brought them to his face and seemed to smell them long and deep. Told me that he knew I was excited because I was already wet and he loved the sweet smell of me. As we passed yet another truck. I could feel that red heat traveling farther down my breast, could feel myself becoming even wetter as he spoke to me. He told me to spread my legs. I shot him a look and thought to myself “Oh, God he’s not stopping. Just what in the hell does he think is going to happen this way while he’s driving” He pulled the arm rest down on my seat told me to hang my right leg over it and let the left fall against the door. I got that naked in public feeling and said I can’t do that. He said yes you can, I want to watch you masturbate. Oh, my god. That forbidden act. I wasn’t raised that way. Not that I never had, I just never had with the thought that someone else might actually know that I had, Let alone watch me in the act. I thought what in the hell have I started. This wasn’t the plan. I was just suppose to entice him into pulling off the road long enough to please me. In the privacy of our bed, the way I had been raised, the way he had taught me to begin with. I felt that trembling in my body again, followed by a warm rush from the combination of excitement, fear, embarrassment. Not sure which was the strongest feeling? I protested, he asked me to rest the heel of my right foot across his shoulder on the back of his seat. I did as he asked. He asked me again to masturbate for him. I said I can’t, I even said I don’t know how. He said he knows damn good and well I’ve masturbated before, was I just ashamed to do it for him. I felt my face growing hotter. I didn’t answer him. He smiled and said you’ll do it before the night is over with. I said over my dead body and he just smiled again. He began caressing my leg at the ankle all the way down, stopping just short of my inner thigh and then rubbed my skin lightly tickling me with his finger tips as he worked back to my ankle. He ran his hand back down the inside of my leg, my inner thigh, till his fingers brushed my pubic hair then stopped short and pulled back. I could feel myself throbbing, my skin tingling. I slid my ass over in the seat just a hair so he could reach me better, hoping to draw him into me, but he pulled back. He ran his hand back up the inside of my leg again; he brushed his fingers across my hair giving me that wonderful tickling feeling. When I tried to push closer to him he just pulled back again. Always staying just out of reach. He told me if I kept trying to come closer I was going to end up falling right out of the seat into the floor, said I needed to slide back. He could reach me just fine. I slid back a little, he massaged the inside of my thigh, tickled my hair again. Traced his fingers along my slit. I was squirming in my seat. I wanted more, oh so much more. I needed to feel him inside me so bad it hurt. He asked me if I wanted him, “God Yes, Please don’t stop” He pulled his hand away resting his arm over my calf and said Masturbate for me. “No, I just can’t do it.” He said you will if you want that orgasm as much as you look like you do. I thought to myself; he’s not going to break me. I said NO. He turned the stereo up, that vibration from the speaker under my seat returned. He turned the base up, still more vibration. He ran his fingers down my leg, tickling my skin. Traced my slit then slid his finger between my lips, Oh god yes; he’s going to give me what I want. But then he retreated, leaned as far as he could out of his seat ran his hand through my hair over my belly to my now heaving breast. Circled my erect nipple with his fingers, the sensation of the lace rubbing my nipple between his fingers only serving to drive me even farther towards the edge. He asked yet again are you going to masturbate for me. My will growing weaker but my resolve not to give into him still strong, again I said NO. Again he withdrew; I could feel the throbbing pulse between my thighs begin to slow along with my breathing. At first I thought well I won that battle then I thought; or have I. Just when I thought I was going to cool down completely, I felt his hand traveling down my leg again. “Oh damn, I can’t take this anymore. He’s trying to torture me. I pulled the ribbon out of my bustier letting it fall open; I began caressing my breast catching my nipples between my fingers gently pinching them. He can’t possibly keep this up. He slid a finger through my slit and inside of me and back out again, he tickled my silky blonde pubic hair, then slid his finger back into me, back out again. This time to circle my hard erect clit, Oh,God don’t stop now, please I’m begging you don’t stop. I must have been thinking out loud because He stopped for a few moments that seemed like an eternity, slid two fingers back into me and thrust them as far in as he could, began to slide them in and out of me repeatedly. I could feel my entire body trembling, He’d never teased me this way, I’d never felt such intense pleasure before. Finally he was going to give me that sweet release. But once again he stopped. Who was this man? I was pulling everything with in me to resist. Too let him know that I wasn’t going to give into his request. After all it was him that had taught me to say NO and I wasn’t going to change my mind now. Just as my labored breathing began to slow again, I could feel his hand sliding back down my leg. NO God, not again, I can’t take anymore. I began to fondle my taught nipples again with my left hand as the right slid down my stomach between my thighs. I felt my body shudder as my fingers reached my clit. I don’t ever remember it being so sensitive. I could feel myself begin to rock with my own movements. As I circled my clit with my fingers I could feel him push his fingers inside of me again, hear his deep voice telling me not to stop. It seemed like it took just a moment to build right back up to that fevered pitch, I’d reached so many times that night. The leather seat beneath me so wet I thought for sure I’d slide right off into the floor. He pushed his fingers into me long and hard as my own fingers teased my clit and the sensitive areas along the inside of my lips. I felt my body tense and tremble, I knew I was about to climax when he withdrew, grabbed my arm and told me I needed to get in the bunk. He was pulling off the exit to the Coors where house at Houston. This couldn’t be right; surely we hadn’t driven for 2-3 hours. I’d never felt him shift a gear. He had to be lying, teasing me, and torturing me. But he wasn’t my legs where so shaky and weak I didn’t think I could move. I shut the curtains behind me and sat down on the bed trying to catch my breath, still feeling the throbbing, tingling wetness between my thighs. I heard the guard tell him we were early but if he’d pull down to dock 33 the dock hand would cut the seal and open the doors, so we could back in and they’d wake us when they finished off loading the trailer. I felt the truck move into place and a hell of a jerk as the trailer slammed into the rubber dock guard. I couldn’t hear what the dock hand had said to him but he never drove like that, so I knew he was either mad or in a hurry. I was hoping like hell it was the latter. I heard the stereo go up just before He came through the curtain. I thought Oh, Please finish this. I was craving him like I never had before. I wanted him, needed him inside me Now. He pushed me back on the bed, when I started to slide further up into the bed he grabbed my legs and pulled my ass to the edge. I said “I need you right now; I want to feel you inside me Now.” He said not yet, he dropped to his knees. Slid his tongue, up my slit and tickled my now incredibly sensitive clit. I squirmed at the touch of his tongue, tried to slide forward to meet him. He slid his fingers in until he found my g spot teased my clit with his tongue. I thought I was going to melt away. He pulled his fingers out and replaced them with his tongue. He pulled back and asked if I wanted more. “Oh God yes, don’t stop this time, I can’t take it please don’t stop. “ He ran his fingers into me hard and began to suck my clit. I felt my body trembling once again, the muscles in my thighs quivering and tightening. I was begging please don’t stop now. I sat up and held his head hard with my hands. My thighs stiffened and drew tight around him. And finally drew to that long awaited orgasm of the night. He didn’t stop, he kept sucking, licking and fingering until he had me Squirming again. He stopped, undressed and after 3 hours of teasing and torturing. I finally had him inside me. That sweet, sweet pleasure of feeling him inside me, kissing me, sucking my breast, caressing my breast. Feeling his warm breath on my neck, the feel of his lips and hands on my skin, my lips. Every time the fork lift shook the truck he’d drive himself that much deeper inside me till I could no longer distinguish between the rocking of the fork lift and our own rocking. He brought me to orgasm over and over before that dock hand banged his night stick on the side door. We got dressed, I could hardly stand legs shaking as he helped me out of the truck to sign papers and find the much needed bathroom. As my feet hit the ground I was suddenly aware of all the other drivers standing around in front of the trucks waiting to be loaded and unloaded. As heads turned I could feel my face and neck grow red hot. He whispered in my ear “if you wouldn’t glow like a red light no one would ever know.” That only served to make me grow hotter and redder. Then he whispered again “I knew you’d do it” I’ve forgotten a lot of highways, forgotten a lot of loads to a lot of places I may not remember a single highway or road mark from the outskirts of Fort Worth to Houston that night, But I’ll never forget the trip he took me on, on the way there. Just Teasing I sat at my desk today and chatted over messenger. This was pretty normal for me, reaching out to those far away. You were at work today but one of the windows open was a dialogue with you. After half a day of talking about sex, non-consensual sex, resistance play and bondage you had excused yourself for some fresh air. I giggled thinking about the hard bulge you must be trying to conceal in your slacks. I wondered if any of the girls in the office would notice and maybe get themselves off when they got home. Oh that would be grand. When you returned to your desk you seemed calmer. I wondered if you were still hard and being the curious feline I am, was compelled to ask. "Are you still hard there in your little cubicle at work?" I could almost hear the growl in your voice, "Yes, and when I get home I'll show you what teasing gets naughty little girls." You'd signed off then and I did as well. I never knew when to expect you back and that was the irony of your comment. With you it was most always unexpected. Unsure how much time I had, I quickly got a shower and shaved my legs smooth. Drying my hair and putting on just a touch of make up, it was time to decide what to wear. Slipping a light dress over my shoulders I smiled. It buttoned up the front and fell to just above my knees. With all that I could do to prepare out of the way, it was time to do anything but think about your arrival home. I turned the stereo on and music filled the house. Oh it was a song I loved and so the volume went up until it was all you could hear. I never heard the door open and close. I was busy straightening the pantry and moving to the music. As I stepped back to eyeball everything you were behind me suddenly and I jumped as your presence startled me to my toes. You gave me no time to think, just pushed me against the wall firmly, your hand gripping my soft brown hair and pulling my head back. The other hand was around my waist and opening the buttons down the front of my dress. Your lips against my throat, biting and kissing bring a passionate moan of need from me. Your fingers find my breast and are teasing the nipples, pinching and pulling them, kneading the flesh. Releasing my hair and using that hand to seize my wrists, you pinned them to the wall above my head. You press your body against mine, holding me against the wall while your hand leaves my breast and pulls the hem of my dress up in the front...I gasp as you roughly force your hand between my legs, chuckling evilly as you discover my bare sex, already damp. Forcing my legs wide apart with your knee, you bring your hand around behind me and very gently caress my naked ass cheeks. My knees buckle when you suddenly, rudely shove two fingers into my pussy from behind, but your grip on my hands holds me up. My breathing quickens as you plunge your fingers into me again and again, each time lifting me onto my toes, but as I begin to meet your thrusts, trying to grind my wet pussy onto your fingers, you pull them out just as suddenly as you had put them in. "Tease me, will you?" Your breath tickles my ear as you release your grip on my hands, only to seize my hair again and pull my head back. I open my mouth to protest, or perhaps to answer, but you don't give me the chance as you shove your fingers, wet with my own juices, into my mouth. Tasting myself on your fingers and smelling the musky smell of my arousal, my lips quickly close around your fingers and begin to suck and lick your fingers clean. Just as suddenly as you thrust them in you withdrew your fingers and with that same hand slid my dress off my shoulders. It fell to my feet in a silky pile. Using your grip on my hair you pull me away from the wall and towards the table. Pushing me down across it with my now bare ass up in the air and open to you I can't guess what you will do next. "You're the tease today, don't just lay there. Open up, spread those legs, and let's see what the naughty little girl has to offer." Your voice taunts me with just enough edge to it to know you're very serious. I try to reason with you, inside I know it's futile but I am compelled to try. "Master," I speak up respectfully, "Please accept your lil girl's apology..." I don't get to finish as the wind is sucked from my lungs with the first blow of what has to be your belt against my bare skin. "I said open up to me little tease, I don't want to hear your apologies. You knew teasing me has a price." You spoke these words while pulling your tie from around your neck. Forcing my legs wide apart you tie the left ankle to the table leg. With the belt from your coat you pull the other leg over and secure it to the opposite leg. Standing back to admire me you chuckle. "There, now I can see what my little tease has hidden away. You're so wet little girl. Such a naughty girl you are today." The belt whistled through the air and made contact with my skin again and I gasped as the impact sent pain and shivers through my body. The third was lower and the lips of my pussy felt on fire afterwards. Counting silently after each I count the fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth sting of your belt against my ass, thighs and pussy. Something clicks in my head and I remember the discussion that led to your current state: Resistance and non-consensual sex. I start to struggle against the binding around my legs, and almost manage to wrench them free between the ninth and tenth lash of your belt. I hear you growl menacingly and feel your weight pushing me down against the table again. You've stripped away your clothes and now we're flesh against flesh. Your mouth begins to kiss and bite the exposed flesh of my neck and shoulders. One hand tangled in my long hair held it firmly in place as you ravaged my neck. My mind screamed to fight back to struggle to get free but the sensations you were creating in my body were driving me wild with wanton desire. Suddenly the breath was driven from my lungs as you slammed your cock balls deep in my pussy. It hurt. I didn't want you to stop but my brain was saying fight it, fight it. I clenched tightly and tried to push you back out. Again you growled possessively and in my ear I heard you snarl, "Mine, and you will take my cock in any way I choose to give it to you like the good little slut you are." Oh gods, you know what that word does to me. My pussy suddenly is drenched and all I can think about is that I want you to fuck me hard and make my pussy sore afterwards. I squirm against my bonds, testing them. Your cock draws out and pistons balls-deep again. I gasp as the head presses against my cervix. Pulling all the way out until just the head lay at my dripping slit I feel the belt on my ass again. As it makes contact you thrust hard and begin to piston in and out faster and faster. The belt alternating left and right on the cheeks of my reddened ass. I lost count after twenty-three. Tears began to stream down my cheeks. My body was like a tempest of conflicting emotions. I teetered on a razor edge of a great abyss. Pain and pleasure were rampaging my body, my mind and my pussy. Your fucking is merciless and my body loved it. I truly am a slut. The weight of your body is pressing me hard against the table and my breasts are smashed beneath us. Your hand grips the silky tresses of my hair tightly and you latch onto my left shoulder with your teeth. You like to bite. You like to bite while you're fucking me and leave marks on what is yours. My ass is aflame from the belt lashes and stinging with the contact with your body. In my belly I feel the tightening sensation of my orgasm. I know he can feel it too. He loves the feeling of my pussy around his cock just before I cum. With his mouth and teeth biting and sucking my shoulder, hand tugging my head back tightly and cock possessing my pussy I do what any slut would do. I cried out loudly and gave into it. My small body trembled and thrashed beneath yours like an epileptic having a seizure. I hear you growl again like the predatory animal you are at this moment and the next few thrusts are the hardest and deepest as the fat head of your cock pushes past my cervix to deposit your load of cum deep in my womb. The final marking of what is yours. I feel you rise up on your arms over me and dare a peek over my shoulder. You meet my eyes with an evil grin. There's a sloshy pop as your cock slides from its silky sheath. "How beautiful you look like that my lil slut. Don't go anywhere, now." You chuckle and walk out of the room leaving me sprawled and bound on our kitchen table naked with your cum dribbling from my red, swollen pussy.