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Serving Gina Ch. 01

By: lindiana



When I first met Gina, I knew she was special.

It wasn't just her looks, oh no, even though she was extremely attractive. She was not overly tall, average at about 5' 4". She was a natural red head and not one of those brassy reds but a mellow, subdued red. She has these amazing blue eyes, the color of the sky on a sunny day in May. Her lips were medium-sized, not too small or too large, fitting perfectly into her elf like face. Her nose was piquant to say the least, small and up turned. She had a sprinkling of freckles across her face and her skin was that pale cream that so many Irish girls are lucky enough to be born with.

I had only been out of college a few years. As journalism major, I thought I was on the fast track when I landed a job fresh out of college at one of those glossy celebrity magazines. Truth was I was hired as low girl on the totem pole and functioned mostly as the office gopher. I knew that with time and effort I would move up the ladder so for now I put in my hours, did my assignments and enjoyed the perks. It was at one of these perks that I met Gina.

The magazine was constantly hosting celebrity events and parties at the toniest and poshest places in town. This was Manhattan after all. And as a valued employee, I always received a pair of tickets to some of the less in demand soirees, undoubtedly in an attempt to fill out the crowd. In one of these crowds, I spotted Gina surrounded by half a dozen people and worked my way over. I was immediately impressed with her poise and conversation skills and she seemed to be intently listening to me as well. I also noticed her checking me out, oh yes. 

I am not much to look at but I am attractive in my own way. Long brown hair, greenish grey eyes, medium skin tones, large breasts, all laid upon my 5' 7" frame. My nose is too large, my eyes too far apart and my feet are as big as boats. And yet, I have never had trouble meeting women. Imagine that.

After a while, Gina and I worked our way from the crowd and into one of the small curtained cubicles that lined the main room. Once there, we sat side by side on the oversized sofa and compared our lists of likes and dislikes. She casually laid her hand upon my thigh while we were talking and managed to work her lips so they were brushing against mine. Her hands worked their way up the inside of my blouse and freed my eager breasts from my bra. Her fingers teased my nipples as her lips teased my mouth for what seemed like hours. My nipples were hard and my cunt aching with need when she stood, her lips swollen from our kissing, and offered me her hand. I grasped it, standing, and, as she led me out of the club, I attempted to hastily cover myself. 

She took me to her place. It was a loft in an old warehouse. As soon as I stepped in the door, I began to admire the high ceilings and open space. I took another step further into the room and she stopped me with a finger pressed to my lips.

"Disrobe," her pale pink lips parted to release the word and I did not hesitate. Quickly I began to strip, right there by her front door, until I was completely naked, my clothing neatly folded and piled upon a table conveniently located beside the door. Her lips captured mine in a steamy kiss as her hands worked their way to my shoulders. Once there, she gently pressed me to my knees. My eyes were at her waist level and I looked up at her. She smiled down at me as she whispered, "In my home, you will never stand. You will crawl. You will kneel. You will serve me." 

I nodded quickly, "Yes, Gina."

She pressed her finger to my lips once more. "Call me Mistress."

I smiled. I was beginning to enjoy this immensely. Gina left the room and when she returned, she was wearing a short red silk robe. She quickly undid the belt and parted the crimson cloth to reveal her clean shaven pussy. She stepped closer to me, so close I could smell her arousal. I moaned slightly.

Her hands grasped my head and guided my mouth to her treasure trove. My tongue immediately captured the hard nub of her clit and pulled it between my lips. I began to suckle, pleased to hear her slight whimpers of pleasure as I set about my task. Her fingers combed my tresses as she held my face tightly against her. She pressed me lower so that my tongue was able to part her velvet lips. I dived inside with gusto, feasting on the honeyed taste of her. My tongue began to lovingly fuck her, pushing in and out of her cunt, sucking in each glorious drop of her. Her whimpers became soft moans, louder in the empty space. I smiled into her pussy, my mouth pleased to be filled with her fluids. I continued to plunge inside her, filling her as much as I could with my tongue, until I felt the sweet shudder that indicated her peak of pleasure had been met.

Once she had filled my mouth with her orgasmic fluids, she quickly stepped back away from me and tightened her robe around her body. "Leave a card with your number on the table. I will be in touch," she said softly before turning on her heel and leaving the large entryway. 

I knew I had been dismissed. For some reason, it did not offend me as much as it should. Instead I just smiled as I redressed myself. I took a business card from my pocket book and scratched out my home number on the back. I left it on the table which had so recently held my clothes and walked out the door, closing it tightly behind me. 

Serving Gina Ch. 02



It was ten days later when I was sitting home on a Monday night and the phone rang. It wasn't quite late, around ten, but still rather late for most of my friends to be calling. I answered with my customary hello and I recognized her husky alto immediately, "Come to me now."

There was no hesitation in my reply, "yes, Mistress."

I tore into my bedroom and slipped in to my slinkiest, tightest, most beguiling tight little black dress, grabbed my purse and ran down to the lobby, hailing a cab. I was at her place in no time and she quickly buzzed me up. When I entered her loft, she was no where in sight but I knew the drill and immediately removed my clothing and knelt on the throw rug set upon the floor by the door.

She appeared without a sound, wearing the same silky robe as last time. I kept my eyes down, in awe of her beauty and power. She crossed to me, one finger on my chin lifting it, and murmured, "Turn and place yourself on all fours, thighs spread, head low."

I did as instructed in a neat, fast yet graceful movement, exposing my own clean shaven cunt to her eyes as I tucked my head low to the floor. She was quiet for a few moments and all I could hear in the cavernous room was our breathing. Then I felt her touch my moist cunt lips and I shivered with delight.

"You are hungry for me, sweet?" she asked unnecessarily as I whispered my positive response. "I am pleased."

Shortly, I felt a cool cloth rolling across my face. She secured it about my eyes, blindfolding me. 

I felt her finger slip inside me once more and I couldn't stop myself from moaning. It was quickly removed and replaced with something thick, hard and plastic. She pushed it inside me quickly, her hands holding my hips in place as she rammed the dildo deep inside my wetness. I screamed with pleasure as her hips begin to rock against me and the strap-on she was wearing began to fuck me with sweet deliciousness. Faster and harder she pushed in and pulled out, fucking me brutally with the plastic strap on and yet I was enjoying every minute of it. She was using me, taking me, filling me and I could not get enough. Soon, I began to moan louder and my hips pushed back to meet her thrusts as she drove my hot wet cunt to the brink of ecstasy. 

So delicious, I had never felt so full, so completely well fucked. She kept hammering into me again and again, my body rocking back and forth upon the cool tiled floor as she drove into me. Each thrust seemed deeper, harder. But I loved it and I never wanted it to end. Yet I felt myself drawing closer and closer to my orgasm and finally it exploded, wave after wave floated through every nerve ending in my body as my cunt spasmed around the strap on and my fluids coated it thoroughly.

Slowly, softly, my body drifted back to Earth from the heavenly peaks Gina had driven it to. I felt her slip the strap on from my well used cunt. She pulled my body up into a kneel and wrapped a rope around my wrists, securing my arms tightly behind my back. Still blindfolded, she stepped around to the front of my body until I felt the wet strap on pressing against my mouth. I parted my lips and she quickly pushed the slick plastic past them and over my tongue into my throat. Her hands grasped my head as she filled my mouth, my eyes covered, my hands secured, I had no choice. I was her prisoner. But I was glad of it.

She pushed the entire length of the strap on into my mouth until it began to fill my throat. I gagged a bit and then she began to move her hips back. I breathed a sigh of relief as the plastic cleared my throat but it was short lived as she pushed it back in again. She continued this thrusting pattern much like she had fucked my cunt, only this time she was fucking my mouth. I could taste my pleasure on the plastic but the sour taste of the rubber overwhelmed it. I gagged and choked repeatedly as she used the strap on to fuck my mouth and throat but she did not desist. She continued on, over and over again, until my throat was raw and tears of pain began to fill my eyes. 

Then suddenly, it was gone. She pulled it from my mouth and I heard the faint whisper of her silk robe as she moved about the large room. Her hands slid down my back to untie my hands as she bent and breathed into my ear, "You may go."

I was tired and sore and a little shocked therefore I did not reply. Rather, my hands moved to the blindfold, quickly removing it as I stood. I looked about the entryway and I was alone. She had vanished into thin air once more. 

I suppose I should have felt used or ashamed but instead I sighed in pure bliss as I dressed, knowing I had never been so well used before and wondered if I would be again. As I stepped out the door of Gina's loft, a smile lit up my face. And I slept like a baby that night.