2 comments/ 19735 views/ 7 favorites The Control Was Hers? By: qualitywheat Sam Bellamy was a beautiful beautiful young woman. She had everything she would ever need, no money worries. No obscure problems that can beset any woman, whether she looked as beautiful as she did, or not. She was wealthy enough in her own right to be able to live where and how she liked. Her top floor apartment was a 3 bed roomed palace. She drove a top of the range 2 door sports Mercedes. She had foreign holidays, was a member of the requisite women's clubs, for tennis, squash, golf etc. She could take on men and beat them too, much to their egotistical chagrin. To be whipped off the court was a disaster. And a golf handicap of 8 was jealousy watched by lesser mortals. But Sam was also popular; her easy going personality could charm birds off trees. She bought a round of drinks when necessary, which went down extremely well with the guy's, but women of the snobby nature, who frequented the same clubs as she, thought it was demeaning! Not many knew of her preferences of life. To Sam, her private life was just that, private. She had many friends in her life, and some of them knew Sam's ways, and always guarded her from prying noses. She always always refused requests for dates from men at her clubs, in the bars or wherever she was. Two of the more dyke type women had even hit on her, sure of their positions, they had assumed that if she didn't date men, then they would be in with a good chance of bedding her. Wrong! Her popularity and beauty had opened many doors for her, but she was regarded as just about the best PA there was to be had. She had been head hunted many times, but she always stayed where she was, with Mr Jefferson, who was Mac to her in private. He was a large, very affable Black English man, who was as nice as nice could be, she loved him. She had been at the firm, which was his, for 12 years now, and now at the ripe old age of 30 she ruled the roost in the office. She was always friendly, and never fell out with anyone. If she said something was needed or had to be done, it was done, end of! Her boss was 45 years old; divorced and he had a son in college, who she had never met. He had started an internet company 20 years ago, and gradually it became more and more successful. So successful in fact, that they were now international. And Sam held the reins, she was his most trusted advisor, and kept the firm and him in line. She had nothing to do with the programming, or software part of his business. All manufacturing was done overseas. But there was nothing she didn't know about. She handled the accounts, and business intakes, out put, and all personnel. It had been her that, over the years had just about filled the offices with the kind of people that would, could and did benefit the firm and Mac's business. But what no one knew was that Sam had accidently seen a loophole in the accounts, a loophole that Mac had made by himself, when originally setting things up, without realising any possible consequences. It was in the pricing range. Their products were sold in 44 different countries, and each was priced in the local currency. When a priced had been reached for the cost of individual sales, say 15.50 US dollars, then an add on was made, ranging between 9, and 99 cents. But in the accounts, everything had been set up to round up, or round down to the nearest dollar, or 50 cents. And Sam controlled all of that too. She had been left a fairly reasonable sum of money by an aging aunt, her parents were living across the other side of the country, so between that, and the salary and bonuses, she was more than well off, and more than secure. In fact her bank accounts were bulging. Mac had even set up a trust fund, that would activate 1 year after he left, retired or died. Sam's life was gravy! Sam's most endearing quality was her caring nature towards others, she contributed to charity's, ran in events. She was known by the city's hierarchy. But it was her beauty that captivated all; she was openly drooled over by men and boys alike. She was chased from pillar to post by all of them, wives hated her sometimes, all were jealous of her, the way she looked, the way she acted and the way she had her life. But grudgingly, she was admired too. They all, every one of them, wondered about her private life? Who did she date, no one ever saw her on the town, she could be spotted in bistro's etc, but always with friends. She was never seen alone with a man, and never alone with a woman. Sam was 5ft 10" tall, weighed 150lb's. Her hair was a lustrous honey blonde, but sometimes in certain types of sunlight, it looked ash blonde and sometimes even dirty blonde, it was silky, glossy and long, she wore it in many styles and each one was perfect. Her forehead was high; her eyes were like pools of azure in a sunlit lagoon. They were guarded by eye brows that reached over them. Her skin was creamy and flawless. High cheek bones, a feline slink in her lower jaw, her nose sat in the middle with aplomb. Her full lipped mouth was a thing of constant amazement to all, it was heart shaped, until she smiled, then it spread wide to show perfect teeth, that dazzled into a huge happy smile. Her neck was long and smooth, wideish shoulders that befitted a woman of her height. Her breasts were high on her body, no sagging; they were uplifting all by themselves, prominent large protruding nipples, which were sensitive to the extreme. Her waist line tapered symmetrically from her tits, and to her matching pair of hips. Her legs seemed to go on for ever, and those lucky enough to have seen her in a bikini, were shocked and stunned by her. She always wore heels and stockings when dressed, silk and lace was always, the order of the day. She had never married, and had no intention of ever doing so. Men were fabulous, but only in their proper place, which would never be in her home. If she had affairs, it was always discreet, always short and always protected. She had nothing to be ashamed of, but that fracas at school with a male teacher had taught her not to trust men as far as she could throw one! It had been her who had been chastised for it! But it never stopped her experimenting and having good sex with some of them, especially Uncle George, her mother's younger brother, but that had been very QT! Sam was bisexual; she loved men and women in equal measures. And just for the devilment of it, she had seduced Uncle George's wife, her aunty, and had made her her sexual plaything for a while, until she left to make her own way in the world. But her penchant, if she had one, was for young girls, and if they were black, then that was the best, as far as she was concerned. The younger the better; she loved their innocent trusting nature, the excitement and passion when aroused. The love they returned was genuine and immeasurable. Their soft silky skin made her sigh just at the thought of it. Today was a Saturday, she was in town, and she had suddenly spotted a beautiful little girl, who was working behind the counter of a Patisserie. Sam looked into the window, the girl glanced at her, and flashed her a brilliant smile, and a knowing look. If Sam was ever to drool at someone herself, that would have been the moment! She went in and bought, after much deliberation, a cream cake. She had deliberated over it because she wanted to check the girl out; her name tag said her name was Marlene. 'Well Marlene,' she said as she paid her money, 'how long have you worked here?' 'Oh about 2 months now, it's my first ever job, I had to leave school, and I need to earn money.' 'Yes, that's good Marlene, making your own way.' Sam's aerial had gone up; she sensed that Marlene was unsure of herself in front of her. Marlene seemed like a shy girl. She couldn't take her eyes off Sam. Sam turned on the charm, 'I started out like you honey.' She said softly. 'Did you Miss, er Miss?' 'Samantha,' she said, 'but you can call me Sam, okay?' 'Yes, thank you Mis...er, Sam.' Sam had checked her out now, and felt that even if she wasn't actually a les, she would soon get to know one! 'Where do you live Marlene?' she asked. 'Just across the road from here, I have a tiny flat, which I share.' Sam looked across the road, she was aghast; it was a run down building. 'You really live there Marlene?' she said. The girl lowered her head. 'Yes, I'm afraid so, it all I can afford.' She said quietly. 'Mmmm,' pondered Sam. 'Tell you what Marlene, how are you at Math, or English?' 'I got straight A+'s in both,' she said proudly. 'Okay,' Sam said, 'do this. And she gave her a multiplication problem out of her head to do. The girl answered in seconds. Sam had to get out her pocket calculator, and she was right, spot on. .Now Sam was more than interested. Her desire to know the girl was growing. 'What time do you finish work honey?' she said. Marlene liked Sam calling her honey, in fact she liked Sam a whole lot, and she was enchanted by her totally. '5:00pm,' she told her unknown soon to be mistress. 'Okay meet me in the Tavern, in town at 5:30 okay?' 'Why er, what for?' she murmured. 'Because I would like you to, but only if you want to,yes?' 'Yes, okay Sam; I'll be there, thank you.' Sam went home and made sure her apartment was pristine. The king size bed was made in red satin sheets, and turned down. Then she left to meet her hopefully soon to be, young lover. She felt inside that Marlene would not fail her, she would lovingly give in, Sam knew these things. Marlene had caught her eye in the window, as soon as she had seen her hair; it was long, put up in a bun. Sleek and shiny black, it matched her skin colour! She was of Pakistani origin, she learned later, her lips were gorgeous and Sam was looking forward to feeding of them, feeling them on her, and that little pink tongue. A beautiful Pakistani is a thing of wonder, Marlene's long hair, although up at the moment, when down would take Sam's breath away. She was only 5ft tall, if that, tiny in stature, beautifully and perfectly formed and was only 18 years old, perfect, perfect perfecto! Were Sam's thoughts. They met, Sam was already there waiting for her, she came in wearing tight jeans, high heels and a bomber type jacket, Sam's pussy almost imploded! She immediately set about disarming the girl, soon Marlene was so enamoured with her, she was lost. And then the bombshell, Sam offered her a job in accounts with a firm that hers dealt with. The manager was a friend of Sam's, she had called him, and he had willingly offered a placement, in the off chance of a meeting with Sam at some time in the future. Marlene was over come with thanks, she almost grovelled at Sam's feet. Then after a bottle of wine Sam delivered the coup de gras. 'But you can't stay in that flat Marlene, it wouldn't be appropriate, you'll have to move in with me for a while, until we can find you somewhere?' she told her. 'About 6 months to a year ought to do it,' Sam told herself. 'But Sam, I can't just move in, not just like that?' she sort of protested. But she was already seeing that if Sam said something, it was a go! 'Come on Marlene, let's go and get your things, okay?' she said so breathily and sweetly, Marlene couldn't think of a reason to say no. They left the bar, Marlene collected her things, Sam left a cheque for her flatmate for a month's rent, and they were gone. Marlene's things filled a small bag, but only with the things she needed, she left behind all her other stuff. She went down to the waiting Sam, and got in her car. They arrived at Sam's by 7:30, Sam showed her around, and Marlene couldn't speak, she was dumbstruck, at the style, expense, and glamour of it. And now she was also in complete awe! Sam ran a bath, and scented oils were added. 'Go and have a bath sweetie,' she told Marlene. Marlene did as told, Sam came in and left a bath robe, but not until she had bathed Marlene's soft black shoulders. Sam loved black girls above all others, and she knew this one was special. Her soft jet black air was down around her shoulders, streaming wet. She inspected her tight little pert titties, with proud up turned nipples, she couldn't wait to get her hands and mouth on them, and Marlene's sucking on hers. 'I might even keep her for longer,' she laughed to her self. Marlene entered the window walled lounge, she was mesmerised, Sam made them a light supper, and soon Marlene was sat next to Sam on the sofa. Sam had a philosophy that she applied in many situations like this. She considered herself to be an iceberg, Marlene was the Titanic, the ice berg would strike and she would go under, but Sam had no idea of the wonderful fate about to befall her, she would sink without trace. Sam was dressed for the seduction; she was wearing a soft lacy negligee, which left nothing to the imagination. She put her arm around the young black beauty, she smelled terrific. Then she began brushing her black soft damp silky hair. Marlene mewled to her, Sam smiled brightly. Putting down the brush after some time, she brought Marlene's sexy face to hers with a perfectly manicured finger. She looked so deep into Marlene's black diamond eyes, it disorientated her. Her own eyes were now locked into Sam's, with an unbreakable force. Marlene, knowing this was going to happen, even if she hadn't wanted this, there was nothing to be done to avoid it now. But she did, she did want this. She was a girl for girls; no interest in men what so ever. She was well experienced, and had experimented at school and with her flat mate she had just left. Sam was lesbian too, obviously. She closed her eyes, because she knew a kiss was on its way, her lips parted in anticipation, she was rewarded with the most amazing lip lock of her young life. She almost swooned with the sudden passion that surged through her, it was electric. Sam's cool hand delved into the bathrobe, and cupped her breast, it became alive instantly, her black thimble like nipple hardened as a fire raged in it. Her head was laid at a side on Sam's shoulder. Sam took complete control then, it was important that the first time with a girl, was to make sure there would be no remorse afterwards, there would be none from Marlene! She slumped onto Sam; her nipple was driving her to distraction. Sam pulled open the robe, bent her head and sucked Marlene's nipple into her fabulous hot mouth and she cried out with the heat inside her now. Sam's other fingers stroked pulled, tweaked, and twisted her other nipple; Marlene's hand went to the back of Sam's head. Sam slowly turned her around on the large soft calf leather sofa. Now she was over her, Sam almost yelled with the excitement building inside her. This girl was magic; already, she knew she was different. In all her life Sam had never felt the glow that was inside her at this moment. The girl found Sam's own nipple, and she gave out a muffled cry of desire and utter arousal, what had this girl got? Marlene worked at Sam from underneath her, her other hand had wormed its way down the crack of Sam's beautiful arse, and was gently rubbing her little brown hole. Sam was wilting, her body was giving in, it seemed to be leaving her somehow? Her mind was becoming fuddled. She kissed Marlene, as sweetly as she had ever kissed anyone, her lips were melded to her, and the fit was perfect. Somehow, both robe and negligee were off, both were naked. Sam felt as if Marlene was taking control somehow, without doing anything. It was the most wonderful, yet frightening feeling she had ever had. She found herself trying to regain it, but losing it at the same time, she feared it, she had never been here. But her body wasn't having any of that; her arousal was beating her into it. How could, how did a girl of this age know and have the means to do this to her. The answer lay, in her very own desire that she had built all day, within herself for her. Fingers entered Sam's soaking sleek silky pussy, her capitulation was on! She had no way back from this wonderful occurrence. Then Marlene spoke softly into Sam's ear, 'Do you like young sexy, and beautiful black girls Sam, Mmmm?' 'Oh yes Marlene, yes I do!' 'Is that why you want me so much?' Her fingers destroying Sam's mind. 'Yes Marlene, yes!' Sam couldn't allay the sublime sensations, the waves of arousal, which the girl was driving through her. It was like trying to climb a sheer wall that was greased, and arms tied behind her back, it was now impossible. The next thing Sam was fuzzily aware of, was the fact that she was gradually being turned over, from being on top, she was going underneath. The magic the girl was weaving was ensnaring her, like a fly in a spider's web. She looked up now into Marlene's huge black eyes, and they hypnotised her, the fingers in her pussy had made it hers, she watched as if from afar as Marlene's mouth closed over a screaming nipple! Sam came in a bolt of lightening, her body rose and fell as it hit, and it crashed through her. She had never in her life orgasmed like this; she was utterly stunned and shocked by it, to the core of her being. It also left her immobile, as if paralysed, she felt unable to move. Marlene still in control of herself reached down and removed the belt from the robe that Sam had given her. Sam was in a seemingly catatonic like state; the orgasm still rippling through her yet. She had no idea that Marlene had turned her onto her side, gently pulled her arms behind her, and then tied her wrists. She had been captured and over come, in those few short wonderful minutes. Still lying there Marlene reached over and kissed her once more, her fingers went for Sam's nipples, her soft inner thigh rubbed up and down her quivering pussy. Sam was immediately transported back to the heaven she had just left. Her kiss to Marlene became desperate, reaching for it, needing it, yearning for it. Marlene raised her lips from Sam, and looked down at her yet, to Sam, unknown prisoner, for that is in effect what she was, but yet had to find out for herself. She smiled at Sam now. 'Did you like that Sam?' she asked. 'Ooooh baby, you are just too much, I don't know what, or how you did it, but it was just so good.' Sam said in a mewling voice. Kissing her, Marlene said. 'Well Sam, there is more of where that came from, do you want it Sam? Do you want me to do you again Sam?' her voice was a teasing one, and said, as she killed her nipples. 'Oh God Marlene, I don't know if I could stand another tornado like that,' and giggled softly. She was still unaware that she was tied up. Marlene got up, and said, 'right, we'll see in a few minutes shall we?' She walked off to Sam's bedroom, where her bag was. In it was a big black strap on, and a length of soft rope, that she was, and had been using, on her submissive flatmate. Marlene was a Dom! And an accomplished one too. Sam had no idea of the maelstrom she walked into this weekend. But before the weekend was over, she definitely would do! Meanwhile, the second that Marlene had walked off, Sam had tried a very sluggish attempt to get up, suddenly realising that her wrists were tied, and she was unable to rise. She called out to Marlene. 'Marlene, what have you done, what do you think this is?' Marlene walked back to her, strap on in one hand, rope in the other. 'What am I doing Sam?' she laughed. 'I'm doing you, that's what I'm doing, and there is nothing you can do to stop me.' she said, with a huge dazzling smile on her beautiful face. Sam's heart lurched. 'I am your living dream Sam, you have no way of resisting me, and you already love me, don't you?' 'No I don't,' she replied heatedly. But the words stuck in her mind. The Control Was Hers? 'No?' Marlene whispered, and delved two fingers into Sam's still hot pussy. Sam's mind exploded. Her body shot off into different directions. 'Marlene, this isn't the right way to go about this,' she groaned as her body folded in two. Marlene continued to pleasure her. Her mind wanted this, she loved it, and it was becoming obvious to her, that Marlene had found her secrets, before she even knew of them herself. No one had ever got to her as much as this, and in a fraction of time. Marlene stood in front of Sam now, and waved the black prick at her, Sam looked at it wide eyed. 'Please Marlene, think about what you are doing?' she said, helplessly lying on her back. Marlene helped Sam to her feet. 'Where are you taking me?' she asked stupidly, knowing full well, it was to her bedroom. Sam suddenly felt Marlene's strength, she was no weakling, she was a very powerful young lady. Marlene guided her to her own bed, and got her into it. Sam was about to undergo a complete and comprehensive seduction, followed by submission. Her life was about to alter in a way she had never dreamed of. And there was more to come, and this was unknown to even her, and Marlene. Marlene also had with her a length of soft rope, tying one end around a wrist; she threaded it under Sam's back. Then she rolled Sam onto her front, while she was still protesting. Sam wasn't used to being treated in any way like this, it was alien to her. Soon her wrists were at her side and secured by the rope around her back and front. Marlene looked piercingly at her as she fitted the big black prick to her, making sure it was tight and snug. Sam withered in front of her, she was scared and excited at the same time, full of apprehension, and yet alive with anticipation! 'Marlene?' she bleated softly as the gorgeous black girl settled down, next to her beautiful blonde captive victim. Slipping her arm around her, Sam was now held in place, Marlene's fingers started toying with her nipples, her raised right knee found her pussy, her lips found Sam's willing lips, and she was under way. The iceberg had struck, but now Sam was the Titanic, she was sinking, and sinking fast. Sam was almost incoherent in seconds, the girl was manipulating her in a way no one ever had. Her arousal was already sky high. This was the magic she had never known of, but always wanted. This girl had her life in her hands, she was wanting to give her everything she had, but couldn't, because her body was a prisoner. Marlene closed her mouth over Sam's hugely distended nipple, bit it hard, sucked it, licked it, and chewed. Fingers and a knee opened her pussy like a flower does in the sun. Sam came, it shattered her mind, her body was a body of water, washing her away in a sea of pleasure she had never known. She burst into tears of pain, lust, love, arousal and the utter relief that she had been done. Sam was collapsed now; she was completely drained of any strength, and will power. She slowly opened her eyes to find her self looking up into the beautiful smiling face of her lover, her now captor, her giver of life it appeared. 'Marlene,' she whispered weakly. 'Yes, my baby?' she answered. 'Oh Marlene, what am I going to do?' The realisation that she might be a sub was dawning on her, could she actually be one? Was she a latent sub, waiting for the one to subjugate her, to come along? 'You are going to do what I tell you to do?' she said meaningfully. But softly and gently, she didn't want to scare her new toy too much! Wha? Wha, what do you mean Marlene?' she asked somewhat pitifully. 'Don't worry baby, you'll see, okay?' Then Marlene rose above Sam, climbed on her, and drove the big black prick into her sopping greasy open pussy, She gripped her by her shoulders so hard her nails showed blood, she fucked Sam unabatedly, heavily, long and hard. A total annihilation of Sam's mind and body was on. No thought was given to her, Marlene wanted to her to have the most powerful fucking a woman could ever have! Sam wailed under Marlene's onslaught, her orgasms were coming thick and fast now, nothing could save her, Marlene was taking her over in a way she could never recover from, and she loved it. She was submitting wholeheartedly to her beautiful young black lover, a lover that was also becoming her mistress. This 30 year old world widely beauty, who had the world at her feet, was surrendering, to this fabulous 18 year old black Pakistani girl. Her life was changing as she knew it, and it was heaven as she sank further and further beneath the waves. Sam was now almost comatose from her continuing orgasms, her total domination, the blasting fucking, which she was now very happily undergoing. Then blackness, she had passed out, fainted, her body took over to allow her to sleep, and rest, and recover. Marlene got off her lovely toy, kissed her lovingly, she also knew that they could, and probably would fall in love. Fall in love like only two women can. She was sure that Sam wouldn't even think of going against her now, she also knew that if push came to shove, she could over power Sam anytime she wanted to, and to accomplish her power a second time. When Sam opened her eyes, it was dark, she didn't know where she was, and she was disorientated. She moved, she groaned, her body was so sore, sore all over, her nipples were burning and painful, her pussy was on fire, and it felt as if it had been ripped out!! As he tried to move more, she found her arms wouldn't work, she tried to grope, but failed. It was then that another arm wrapped her up. 'Hi baby,' said a sweet voice in the dark, it was then that her mind returned, it remembered what had happened. Marlene flicked on the bedside light and Sam saw Marlene up on an elbow, looking down at her. 'Marlene?' she whispered softly. Marlene kissed her, it was a lovers kiss, Sam's mind went AWOL again, what had she done to her, why was she like this? She had always been the one in control, but not anymore, this girl had all the control and power she needed. Sam's mind had subjected to this thought already; Sam had to get the rest of her into line now. Marlene wrapped Sam up in her arms and legs tightly, the bigger woman snuggled into her, and she felt safe and warm, just like a woman in love does. A woman in love! She had said this in her mind; she could hear the words in her beautiful blonde head. She buried her face into Marlene's neck, and cried, she cried heavily, Marlene petted her, told her that she understood, that she would love her the way, she loved her. She told her she wasn't going to let her go, ever! That she would belong to her for good, and did she understand what she was saying? Sam nodded her wonderful head, and she whispered in a very little girl way, that she would do as she was told forever. She knew now that if she were really a sub, then it was to this girl that she would submit to for good now. 'Will you please untie me Marlene?' she asked pleadingly? 'Why would I want to do that Samantha?' she said. 'Because I want to love you too?' 'Maybe later Samantha,' she said. 'But why?' Sam asked, this time it was in a very subservient tone. Marlene picked up on the inflection, she knew that Sam would always be this way to her, but she had to be trained properly, even if she didn't know she was being trained. Marlene began to kiss and seduce her once more, but this time it was for Marlene's relief, she needed to cum now. So working Sam up to a crescendo, she suddenly stopped, Sam asked why; her body was wriggling about in passion. Marlene never spoke, she just climbed on to Sam, and worked her pussy right over Sam's mouth, kneeling over her, she grabbed Sam's hair and pulled her very willing mouth up, and into her own pussy, and fixed it there with her shapely knees. Marlene ground away at her mouth, her tongue was like a lapping dog, her lips sucked at her pussy lips in frenzy, her teeth and nose crashed at her clit. Marlene was completely on top of Sam's face now, her body weight holding her down. She reached behind, and crushed Sam's sprouting nipples, the pain was horrendous, but it served to spur her on to greater efforts. To satisfy this wondrous, fabulous, sexy beautiful black girl, that's all she wanted to do now, make her cum, and to please her. It was her single goal in her life right now, to please her mistress! Marlene orgasmed hard into Sam's mouth, her nectar filled it, she swallowed all she gave her, she licked and drunk down all she poured into her mouth. Releasing her nipples, Marlene grabbed her hair again, and forced Sam's face and mouth back up into her one final time, one final cum, again Sam took it down; it was all she needed to completely surrender her life now. Marlene slowly moved her pussy from Sam's mouth and went to get a towel; she cleaned Sam's beautiful face off. Sam wallowed in the attendance. She told Sam to sleep now, 'we are going to have a busy day tomorrow baby, okay?' 'Are we?' Sam whispered as she closed her eyes. 'Yes Samantha, we are,' Marlene answered her, then closed her own beautiful dark eyes. When morning broke, it was a beautiful day; Marlene was in the kitchen making tea, she had showered and powdered herself, put on some of Sam's body lotion, and was raring to go, to get at Sam's luscious body again. When Sam opened her eyes, she wondered about the night's events, her submission, the way Marlene had taken her over. The utterly mind blowing orgasms she had wonderfully experienced. Her body was sore, stiff, and she felt wonderful. She had never been through something like this before, it was as if she had been caught up in a hurricane and cast adrift. Marlene returned with a tray of tea and toast, Sam asked her to release her so she could eat and drink. Marlene hand fed her baby. When she finished Marlene got a dish of warm water, and cleaned Sam's teeth, and gave her a body wash. Now she was ready for Marlene to finish her training, Sam hadn't protested once. She knew inside, that Marlene was in control now, whether she was tied up or not! Taking from her bag, she put on a very thin pair of white silk gloves, and climbed on top of her once more. She leaned down and kissed Sam beautifully, it was a kiss that she was starting to need as soon as she looked at Marlene's sexy, pouty, succulent mouth. As she was being kissed, she felt the silk gloves and fingers, on her ample firm breasts, they were being agonisingly caressed, her nipples were at full extension, and as hard a bullets already. Then she felt Marlene's nails inside them, taking hold of her nipples. The grip tightened, it became arousingly painful. Marlene leaned away from her, tightening the grip, she began a slow sharp painful, yet erotically crushing, and squeezing of them, all 5 nails from each hand were locked onto them. Twisting and pulling them upwards, Sam tried to follow them but couldn't. She squealed, 'please Marlene, please don't, it's painful,' she said this, as an orgasm hit her. 'Oh oh oh my, pl...., oh Jesus, Mmmm, Humph, aaargh, Ooooh! Yes yes yes, no no no, oh oh Marlene, oh Aaargh!' Another thunderous orgasm blasted through her, her defences, if she had any now, were down, smashed to pieces. Letting go of one nipple, she immediately plunged her hand behind her and into Sam's withering pussy, she found her clit, and crushed that too. Sam took off! A nipple was being just about ripped off her body, and now her little button was being cruelly, wonderfully assaulted. Once more an orgasm blasted her into heaven and hell at the same time. She was being subjected to severe pain, yet it was the most gratifying moment of her life. Sam wanted to die, but she wanted to die for Marlene, she was now, even though she didn't know it, was completely subservient to her. How many orgasms could a woman have? Releasing her grips on her, she let Sam settle, all she could do was look up into the dark luminous eyes of her fabulous lover, and wait for her to decide her next fate. Reaching over the bed edge, Marlene had something in her hand, but Sam couldn't see what. Telling her to roll over, Sam did, but with a little help, then she felt her bun hole being touched, it was soft and silky, Marlene's fingers doing their work, Sam couldn't help pushing her gorgeous bum up into the air. Suddenly there was something in it. 'Ooooh, oh Marlene, what, what are yo... Oh oh oh, aaargh!' Marlene had pushed into Sam's lovely brown dump hole a 4" x 1" vibrating butt plug, with an inverted groove, as the invaded arse automatically tightened around the invader, it snagged into the groove, and self fastened it in. Marlene pulled her back onto her back again, reached between her legs and pressed the little button, the vibration near killed Sam. She had no control of the thrashing about her body was making itself do. Marlene handled her tits and nipples with the soft silk covered fingers. Sam submerged completely now. Her sinking was complete; her orgasm after orgasm was blending her brain and will power to Marlene's. Marlene fixed the big black strap on, and climbed over her, and she began to fuck Sam with ferocity unknown, Sam screamed for mercy, for help, for assistance, someone to save her, she screamed for more, more more more! 'Please please please Mar...., Ieeeee! Oh God, Oh my God, oh Marlene, yes baby, yes baby, yes yes yes!' The orgasms she was having now were devastating her mind. Delirium seemed to set in, She became more and more wild in her thrashing around, Marlene smiled, as she held Sam down, and in her grip. A grip she would never relinquish. She was there, Sam was hers now. What a turn up this had been, she thought, this beautiful fabulous, gorgeous wealthy woman, had just walked into her shop, and had tried to take her on. Marlene had pegged her straight off. She knew Sam was a lesbian, or both, that's why she had flashed her her brightest sexy smile. She could see the look of lust in her eyes, as she had checked her out. And she had also seen the sub within her, her assumption had been cock on! Unknown to Sam, Marlene had posed to her, styled her body to her, flashed her eyes, and smiled the stunning smile. In fact when she thought about it, she had beaten Sam in the shop! But she was trying for Marlene, so Marlene she was going to get. She had had no idea she would be defeated in a way she could never consider. Her attempt to trap Marlene had ended in utter failure, and victory for her, a victory that she knew she would win. Climbing once more over her, Marlene offered the black dildo to her, brushing her lips with it, Sam willingly opened her mouth and sucked gratefully on it, all the while staring up into Marlene's eyes. Staring intently at her, she said, 'Who am I Samantha? Who am I to you now? What am I to you now?' Pushing the dildo away from her mouth, Sam pondered for a moment, knowing now, that this was a question she was waiting to be asked, knew it would come from Marlene. It was a question she had imagined asking Marlene, it seemed such a long time ago now, when in fact it was not quite 2 days. She gave her answer, but lowered her eyes from hers. 'First, you are my mistress, you have proved that, I can never compete with what you have shown me, and, I hope, are offering me in the future? And second you are my lover, is that the right answer Marlene? Mistress?' 'That will do nicely Samantha, yes, that will do nicely.' 'How will I address you?' 'In here, I will be Mistress, Miss, Madam, or your queen.' 'Yes Mistress, I will use those terms for you.' 'You had better Samantha; you wouldn't like being on my wrong side, okay?' 'Yes Missy?' 'Missy!' Marlene harshly questioned, I said Miss!' Sam's tits received a thundering slap from each open hand. 'Ooooh Mistress,' Sam wailed, 'I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it won't happen again, I promise.' 'It had better not,' Marlene said as she kissed Sam's burning tits better. 'How much black cock have you had Samantha?' she asked her. 'Black cock Miss, I haven't, apart from what you have made me have, why?' 'Are you lying to me Samantha? You must have had black prick?' Marlene said positively, raising a hand again. 'No no Mistress, I have never had it honestly, please don't hit me again?' she begged. Marlene liked this response; she really was in the net! 'Okay, well, if that's the case, it's something I am going to have to remedy!' 'Remedy Miss, what do you mean, remedy?' 'You are a bisexual, are you not?' Marlene said. 'Yes Miss, but I'm not sure after meeting you now.' 'Well, that may or may not be true, but it's something I want to see.' 'See? See what Miss?' 'You being black fucked.' 'But Miss, I don't think I will ever want anyone but you now, you are my mistress, I have to be with you.' 'Okay, we'll leave it for now.' Marlene untied her then. Sam wrapped her tired arms around her, and then spoke the words she never thought she would. 'Marlene, Mistress, I love you, I have fallen in love with you, you have made me love you, I'm yours forever Miss, please don't let me go?' Marlene looked at her, deep into her beautiful blue eyes, and said. 'Yes you are mine Sam, mine for good, and I expect you to treat me with the respect a woman has for her Mistress, her lover, her owner, and her giver from now on, or you will get punished in ways that you can't dream of, okay?' 'Yes yes yes Mistress,' Sam said happily 'Oh and by the way Samantha, I love you too my baby.' Marlene told a suddenly deliriously happy Sam. 'Tomorrow, you are to ring in and ask for a weeks holiday, we need things, clothes for me for starters. And there is a terrific sex shop in town, I need to fit you out with a few things, and I want some new toys for you, okay Samantha?' Sam looked at her small beautiful black Mistress lover, she suddenly wished it was her that was small, and Marlene was her size, then she could curl up in her lap, and be petted. 'You got it boss! Miss!' Sam giggled. Her new life was being formed, and she was so looking forward to it. 'Can I ask you a question please Miss?' she said. 'Of course you can baby, but get down on your knees before you ask it,' she said pointing to the floor. Sam hesitated fractionally, then did as she was told. 'How have you learned all this, you are only 18 years old, and you know so much, how?' 'I have always been a Dom, even at school, I started early in life, my teacher taught me, before I taught her! okay?' 'Yes Miss.' Marlene swung her perfectly formed, smooth satiny dark skinned legs over Sam's shoulders, hooking a calf behind her neck, she put her other leg over that. Sam was now hooked in. 'Suck and lick that black pussy you need so much Samantha, make me cum,' she ordered, as she pulled her in. There was a beautiful smile on Sam's lips as she dove at the pink, black surrounded pussy lips. Marlene gazed down at the beautiful blonde head as she mashed her mouth at her. She did love Sam, she knew that now. Her jism shot into Sam's hysterical mouth, as she nigh on sucked Marlene's insides out! She was home at last, after a disastrous life, she was home. Somehow they had found each other. Samantha would serve her Mistress well this day. But there was a cloud on the horizon, Mac had hired a new university whizz kid, to clean up and modernise the computer system, the research and design development, to re-jig all the accounts, and simplify the working systems too. Sam's secret deeds were about to come to the fore!