2 comments/ 69553 views/ 9 favorites All Mine Ch. 01 By: hawg195 As I drove to work, I knew she would be waiting for me and what she'd do as soon as I arrived. The bad news hadn't bothered her one bit because we already figured out the solution to this whole problem. While I continued my drive with a smile on my face and a rapidly growing erection, my mind wandered back to when it all began. At twenty six years of age, I was the head coach of an all female, small college softball team. It consisted of fifteen players and one team manager. All the players had good to fantastic bodies and were pretty to beautiful. Most of them had boyfriends and the few others either weren't interested or preferred same sex relationships. The team manager was a short, pudgy, well endowed, carrot colored, red head. who always dressed in baggy tomboy clothes when she wasn't in uniform. Her outgoing personality and very cute face is enhanced by two thick luscious lips, a ski jump nose and green eyes that could light up a room, with white satin skin, that is heavily sprinkled in freckles which run all the way down to her toes. During the season, I came to think she liked only women due to her mannerisms and who she frequently socialized with. Little did I know the true Lisa and wouldn't until that summer following the end of the season. You see, I get to have one returning team member work during summer vacation with me preparing for the next season. Surprisingly, Lisa was the first to volunteer and I just as surprisingly agreed. She is a local girl, so it was extra money in her pocket and a short walk to work. It was decided and the team went their separate ways for the summer, while Lisa and I settled down to the task of preparing everything from the field to equipment to ticket sales and even recruiting players for next year. We were eating lunch in my air conditioned office, cooling down from the extreme heat. Lisa took a healthy long swallow of her cold drink and let out this absurd loud belch. We looked at each other in silence for a moment and then busted out with laughter. She was the first to speak. "Coach, that burp was as disgusting as the rest of me and I just have to laugh," she jeered. "Lisa," I quizzed. "Why do you put yourself down like that? I think you're a very pretty young lady." "Well," she replied and looked down at the floor. "I can't find a boyfriend because I'm too fat and my wardrobe isn't the sexiest ensemble around. I'm 19 and still a virgin and only get excited when watching or reading about sex." "So," I inquired, "why does that disgust you?" Lisa looked up at me with a tear in her eye. It broke free and slowly streamed down her cheek. Her bottom lip quivered as she answered. "Coach," she trembled, "I want to be intimate with a man and satisfied by him. I just don't have the confidence and knowledge of how to get one and keep him. Can you help me out? Can you hypnotize me and build my confidence like you do for the players?" I sat back in my chair in awe. Lisa was referring to 'Confidence Therapy' which is allowed for the players because I'm also a licensed hypnotist. Anything outside the policy and guidelines set forth by the school could mean my immediate termination. I remained in a state of shock as Lisa looked at me with a serious expression. "Lisa," I gasped, "I can't use hypnosis on you for sexual reasons. I could get fired and the school could be held libel if anything went wrong." Lisa sighed and snarled, "Coach, you can hypnotize me before and after work and even during lunch when we're off the clock, can't you? The school isn't involved then." I stalled and made her think I was in deep though about it. I didn't know how to answer. She sat there impatiently waiting for an answer. "Lisa," I finally said, "I want you to go home tonight and seriously think about this. We have tomorrow afternoon off and if you're truly sincere about this, I'll hypnotize you then. Is that a deal?" Lisa smiled showing her perfect white teeth and said, "it's a deal." We finished the day and went home for the evening. I tossed and turned all night thinking of what I'd do. Thoughts of Lisa's lips sucking my cock kept me hard and awake. Then when I'd finally doze off, the imagined taste of her sweet cunt would fill my mouth and I'd suddenly find myself waking with my tongue stretched out as far as it could go. I was dreaming of sucking her hairless, freckled cunt. The only way to solve this problem was to just make her all mine and teach her all I knew about sex. Lisa showed up right on time and we began our task of sifting through all the gear and uniforms and stored them in their proper places until next season. The morning flew by and soon it was quitting time. We once again sat in my chilled office sipping our cold drinks. Lisa lounged back in her chair and asked, "Well coach, are you ready to hypnotize me?" "Yep," I quipped. "Are you ready to become a complete woman?" "Oh yesss," she sighed with an ear to ear grin. "Lisa," I returned. "You're going to have to trust me 100% and put yourself in my hands with all your heart and soul. Can you do that?" "Oh coach, I'll do anything," she hissed. "Ok Lisa, put your hands in your lap and you feet squarely on the floor and relax. I'm going to ask you a series of questions first in order to better prepare me. I asked her all the pertinent questions needed in order to see how good of a subject she would be. Not all people can be hypnotized. With that concluded, I proceeded to put her under. Lisa slowly fell into a trance and remained slowly entering a euphoria. I tested her in several ways to see if her trance was authentic and it was. Now it was truth or dare time. I had a plan and knew I'd soon be getting my cock sucked, but I had no idea of just how well I was going to luck out. My monotone voice found her ears and she responded to my questioning. "Lisa," I asked. "Are you here today to gain self esteem in your sexual life?" "Yes," she answered. "You want that very much, don't you" I asked. "Yes" was her soft reply. "Ok," I continued. "I'm going to ask you some questions, that will require your complete honesty, do you understand?" "Yes" she answered. "Lisa," I inquired. "do you want to have sex with a man?" "Yes" she replied. "Why a man? Why not a woman?" I quizzed. Lisa quickly said, "A man has a cock." "Oh," I perked. "And just what would you like to do with a cock?" "Everything," she sighed. "I see, does that mean you'd like to have that cock inside every one of your holes" I asked. "Yes" she hissed, "especially my mouth. That's a must." "Why inside your mouth," I asked. "I don't know. Its just a strong deep feeling I have that never goes away and is only getting stronger. Family tradition I guess," she answered. "What is your family tradition Lisa," I inquired. "Women in my family keep their husbands happy and home at night by sucking their cocks," she stated. "How do you know this," I asked. "I've overheard them talking to one another at various family functions. Some even brag about their talents, and I've seen my mom suck my daddy off many times and cum from start to finish," she explained. "How often does your mom suck his cock," I asked. "Everyday," Lisa quipped "Now that they're older only twice a day, once in the morning and again at night in bed." "Really" I gasped, "does she enjoy it that much?" "Yes" Lisa replied, "she even has orgasms while sucking his cock and at night she usually sleeps with it in her mouth." "Usually" I asked. "Yes" she replied, "sometimes they have anal sex and fall asleep with his cock inside her asshole." "Do other women in your family also have orgasms while sucking cock" I asked. "Yes" she replied, "all of them have claimed to have had them and some of them even have multiple orgasms, but I've only seen and heard my mom have them." "Lisa, have you ever had an orgasm" I asked. "Yes" she replied, "I've masturbated many times while watching mom suck dad off." "Were you fantasizing that it was you sucking a cock instead of her when you came" I asked. "Yes" she replied, "but not my dad's cock." "Lisa, I believe the women of your family have been blessed with a syndrome known as 'Oral Fixation'. That means they love sucking cock more than any other sexual act and have orgasms while doing it. Another term used is 'Cock Worshipper'. You seem to have been blessed with this same syndrome and possess a special gift you'll enjoy for the rest of your life. Would you like that Lisa?" "Yes" she said. "Have you ever had a cock before," I inquired. "No," she pouted. "Would you like to have your own personal cock to suck and worship all the time," I continued. "Yes," she babbled. "Lisa," I mused, nearly overwhelmed by my good fortune of stumbling over this natural born cock sucker, "would you like to meet that cock today and become its personal 'Cock Worshipper', so you can start enjoying your special orgasmic gift'?" "Yes" she sighed. "Ok," I affirmed, "then I'm going to give you that cock. However, there will be conditions that you'll have to meet everyday in order to keep your cock. I'll explain some of those to you right now and the others as we go along. Is that agreeable to you?" "Yes," she said. "Lisa," I softly commanded, "then from this moment on, you will follow every direction that my voice instructs. Is that clear?" "Yes," she replied. Before I brought her out of the trance, I instilled a trigger word that would send her back into a deeper trance at anytime. I used the word 'lakeside' to be her trigger. At the same time, I took my hard cock out of my pants and let its stiff 9¼ inches point directly at Lisa's face, the tip being only a mere centimeter or two away from her lips. I gave her further instructions before I took her down. I told her that she would awake and be completely refreshed. However, her vision would be totally blurred. It would slowly return as she concentrated on the object directly in front of her face. Once she discovered what the object was, she would immediately fall head over heals in love with it and from that point on, would proudly display her love, excitement, and passion to please it for the rest of her life. Lisa understood and readily agreed to all the instructions. I brought her from the trance and she awoke. Her eyes squinted as she told me she felt great. I watched her facial expression as she slowly focused in on my cock. Once Lisa identified what was sticking in her face, she sighed and a tear welled up and dripped down her cheek. "What's the matter Lisa" I asked. "Nothing" she trembled. "Then why are you crying" I returned. "I guess because its so big and beautiful" she quivered. "So, you like this cock" I asked. "Oh coach, I love it with all my heart and soul" she sighed. "What would you like to do to it Lisa" I inquired. Lisa just sat silently and stared at my cock. "Lakeside" I said immediately and she fell back into a trance. "Lisa" I instructed, "I will ask you that question again. Your reply will be that you want to suck it dry. Then you will look into my eyes and passionately ask me if you can suck my cock. You will not touch it until I give you permission and this first time you will only be allowed to touch it with your mouth. I will also ask you questions and give you further instructions on sucking my cock. You will hear my voice instructing you, but will think that those instructions are your own ideas and if I ask a question you will answer it and return my cock to your mouth immediately. I paused with my monotone rhetoric as I noticed Lisa was just staring at my cock. I gave her a few seconds before I continued. "Lisa" I injected, "once you have sucked my cock, you will be required to suck it at least three times a day. If you fail to do this, my cock will no longer be yours. Do you understand and is that agreeable to you?" "Yes" she flatly said. "Then you want to continue" I asked. "Yes" she affirmed. "Then" I added, "awake and feel refreshed." Lisa awoke and continued to stare at my big stiff cock. "Do you like my big cock" I asked. "No" she replied with a grin, "I love it." "What would you like to do to it Lisa" I continued. "Suck it dry" she answered and slowly looked up and into my eyes. "Coach, can I suck your cock?" "Yes you can" I gasped. "Thank you" she said, taking half my dick into her mouth and slowly pressing her tongue into my shaft, while tightening her lips around it at the same time. Lisa slowly bobbed her head up and down on the top half of my cock. I've never felt a mouth so hot and soft before and I've had enough blow jobs in my lifetime. "Lisa" I asked, "did you learn to suck like this by watching your mom?" "Yes" she answered, "she likes to suck slowly to make it last longer and build my dad's ejaculation to its most intense limit." She immediately returned my cock to her mouth and slowly sucked on it while softly moaning and groaning around the shaft. I was grinning ear to ear. I now had my own personal cock sucker and I love being sucked. This heaven sent treasure was all mine and doing very well.. I had to know more but I wanted her mouth to stay where it was. I thought quickly to find my solution and pulled Lisa's trigger at the bottom of her next down stroke. She froze on the spot, but her tongue kept moving. So, I paused a moment and let her tongue massage the bottom of my shaft before I spoke and diminished the pleasure. "Lisa" I started, "from now on I don't want you to bob your head. Keep it motionless and just move your lips and tongue. Experiment with your tongue. Stretch it down my shaft with the tip. Ripple it across the shaft. Nurse the head with it. Reach for a little more shaft with your lips. These are a few examples to get you started. Whenever I ask a question you will either nod or shake your head. My cock will never leave your mouth until I tell you. Do you understand?" Lisa nodded while rippling her tongue. "Very good" I smiled, "would you like me to take your cock away?" Lisa moved her face back and forth, her lips trying to regain lost ground. "Very, very good," I smiled. "You seem to follow instructions well. Are you ready to continue with your new found life?" She nodded and I felt my cock head slide a fraction of an inch deeper, while her tongue nursed on it. So, I woke her. Lisa continued to nurse my cock head and found she could ripple her tongue at the same time. Suddenly she groaned real loud and I felt some pre cum being forced out of the tip. "Did you like the taste" I asked. She looked into my eyes and nodded several times while nursing a little harder on the head. "Lisa" I said, "I'm very pleased that you love your cock." She groaned and I felt another fraction go in. "I'm going to ask you several questions" I continued. "when your mom finally makes your dad cum does she swallow it all?" She nodded. "Did she cum when he did?" I asked. Another nod. "Always?" Nod. "Could she deep throat him?" Nod. "All of him?" She nodded several times and I felt another fraction go in. I decided to pursue this redundant questioning to make her nod some more and see how much deeper I could slide inside. "Every inch" I quizzed. She rapidly nodded her head as if to say 'yessss' go on to something else. This made me groan, as the first half inch of my cock head passed through her mouth and entered into her tight throat. Lisa now had the first five inches of my cock inside her mouth. She groaned as she vacuumed out more pre cum, gulping it down her throat and pulling me inside her another fraction. "Lisa" I asked, "do you think your mom could deep throat my entire cock?" She slowly moved her head from side to side. "Am I bigger than your dad?" Nod. "How many inches?" She just shrugged. "I'll start counting and you nod when I hit it." Nod. I held up my fingers one at a time and she nodded when I got to three. "Lisa," I gasped. I'm over nine inches, you know." She groaned and another fraction slipped in. "Do you think you can deep throat every inch?" She nodded and groaned. I pulled her trigger, as she gulped down more pre cum and felt her throat continue to oh so slowly work on the tip. "What your throat is doing to my cock head right now is how I want you to continue until I'm completely inside you. Your love for my cock will out weigh any obstacle. You will not choke or gag. Very slowly you will nurse my cock to the very bottom and I will cum for you and you will cum with me. Move your tongue around on my shaft while your throat slowly swallows me. Do you understand and want to continue?" Nod and groan, while another fraction slid in. Lisa awoke and I felt another half inch slide in. She soon figured out how to move her tongue around and do some magnificent magic on my throbbing cock. I wanted to slide in much faster but I didn't want to hurt her either. So I decided to ask her a bunch of questions that would have a yes answer. If I could get her to keep nodding, my cock would continue to go deeper just like the other nods when I felt it inch in. "Lisa" I asked, "do you love having my big hard cock in your mouth?" Nod. "Does my pre cum taste good?" Nod and a little deeper. "Are you feeling like a woman?" Several nods and in I went another half inch, as she siphoned out more pre cum. Lisa had about seven inches of my cock inside her when she suddenly began to moan and groan at a steady pace. Then those moans and groans changed into strong whimpers and muffled squeals. She was beginning to have an orgasm and my cock was steadily sliding inside her a fraction of an inch at a time. Lisa's throat pulled my cock head deeper as her lips reached out for more and that magnificent tongue danced all over my shaft. She began to shudder and twitch and then I felt it. Lisa was going to have her first orgasm with a cock in her mouth. Her throat began to really pull my cock head as she fidgeted in her seat. I felt it sort of go around the bend in her throat and then smoothly slide down the rest of the way. Lisa's lips were buried in my crotch, as her throat started to convulse, maybe in rhythm with her pussy. She screamed around my buried cock, as her orgasm hit its peak and her throat convulsed so hard, it seemed to be sucking my cock head and about two inches of shaft, driving me insane. As her orgasm continued, I bellowed, "Lisa, I'm cumming." My cock exploded burst after burst of hot cum down her convulsing throat. She gulped, swallowed, sucked, nursed, squeezed and devoured every inch and drop of my cum. I finally shot all I had, as Lisa continued to seek every drop of cum, she could find inside my dick. She continued to shudder and tremble while wailing around my cock. I realized she was still cumming. I didn't know if it was the same orgasm or a different one. Finally she began to settle down. I looked down at her and said, "You are a fantastic cock sucker. Did you cum more than once?" Several nods. "Did you enjoy my cum and like its taste?" She nursed my cock head as hard as she could and licked my balls with the tip of her tongue in response to my question. "Would you like to suck my cock off again?" She moaned as loud as she could and wrapped her arms around me and held me as tight as she could. "Would you like to go home with me and suck my cock all afternoon?" She nodded over and over driving me nuts. "Ok, ok" I panted "let my cock slowly out of your mouth, a fraction of an inch at a time. Keep your attention on my cock head. Nurse it as hard as you can until it leaves your lips." Slowly, more and more of my cock started to appear from inside her mouth. I watched in amazement as my cock slid out and was still hard. Half of my meat was now out and more still sliding out at a very slow pace. Lisa was enjoying this. I could see it in her eyes and feel it inside her mouth. My cock head finally slid from her mouth and Lisa looked up at me and said only one word. All Mine Ch. 01 "Wow." I chuckled and asked, "was it that good?" "Oh god yes" she gasped. "I must have cum four times once the last two inches started sliding inside me. Then when you came, I think I had two or three more. I've never cum that much in my life" "I'm very happy for you Lisa" I mused. "I'm glad you found your calling in life." "What calling is that" she asked. "Being my personal cock worshipper for the rest of your life" I returned. "You do want that, don't you?" In response she took half my cock back into her mouth and sucked as hard as she could. I chuckled and moved her head slowly off my cock. I gently rubbed it all over her face before putting it away inside my pants. Bending down, I kissed her swollen lips and whispered, "let's get out of here and go to my house. You look like a woman, who needs to suck a cock for awhile." She smiled at me and said, "I'll suck your cock all day long, on one condition." "What's that" I asked. Lisa grinned and said, "I get to hold your cock during the drive over and take the scenic route." "Ok" I replied, "anything to make my personal cock sucker happy. Let's go." All Mine Ch. 02 Him: I sat cross legged on the cold concrete floor of my basement, my eyes glued to her. She couldn't meet my stare for very long before she nervously looked away. I just couldn't take my eyes off of her and I couldn't believe that she was finally all mine... "I hope you decide to stay," I said finally. She looked at me with confused eyes. "That's right, you have a choice. If you really don't want to stay here with me I will let you leave, and we will never talk about this night again. But I really hope you decide to stay." She remained quiet. I stood up and began to walk slow circles around her while I talked. "I've always liked you, little girl. I've always thought you were the most beautiful girl I've ever met." I winked at her and she blushed. God, what I would give to convince her to stay! "I know you're submissive, and I know you're attracted to me just as much as I am to you... You see, what I'm saying is, this doesn't have to be a scary kidnapping... I think we could really have a great relationship." Finally, under her breath, she spoke: "Well maybe you shouldn't have fucking kidnapped me then." I know I just told her she had a choice, but I couldn't resist. "What did you just say to me, slut?" She started to get angry but I didn't even give her a chance. I grabbed her by the hair and lifted her up, dragging her across the basement to what was essentially a saw-horse, with cuffs attached to the bottom of each leg. I bent her over it and cuffed each of her wrists and ankles as quickly as I could manage. I stood back and watched her fight with her restraints for a minute. I loved having her at my mercy. Her: I struggled and pulled with everything I had but it was no use. That bastard! I couldn't believe that after he just told me I had a choice he tied me up again! I looked over to see him with a terribly evil grin on his face. That's when I realized how turned on I was. Despite my fighting and anger towards Jamie, my pussy was soaking wet. Suddenly, Jamie left the room. Was he just going to leave me like this? Tied up and completely exposed? He returned with a tray of ice cubes in hand and suddenly I gained a whole new set of worries. "Now, little whore, what makes you think you're allowed to swear at your master?" "Jamie untie me! You told me I had a choice!" I protested but I felt myself getting even hotter at the same time. Suddenly - SMACK - he brought his hand down hard on my bare ass. "You will call me Sir or master or you will not speak! Now, yes you had a choice; to leave or to stay. I never said you had the right to swear at me! I think you deserve to be punished, don't you?" I gritted my teeth at his words but I knew what I needed to say. "Yes sir." I looked down at the ground and prepared myself for whatever was next. "That's better. Now, I'm going to spank you 20 times and each time you're going to count for me, got it?" "Yes si-ooh fuck!" He cut me off my pushing an ice cube up my ass. The sensation was one that I couldn't figure out. I had tried anal once and didn't really enjoy it, but this was different... It not only stretched and filled me but also made all of my nerves go crazy from the intense cold. "Really, slut? More swearing? Tisk tisk..." He shoved another ice cube in my ass. This time I bit my lip and kept quiet. Suddenly, SMACK! I was too busy focusing on the cold ice filling my ass to remember that i was supposed to be counting. "Well since you can't follow simple directions I guess we'll have to make that 40 spankings. Let's start over." SMACK "One." SMACK "Two." SMACK "Three." After four i felt tears start to form in my eyes. The overwhelming mixture of burning and stinging from the ice and the spankings started to get to me. My counting got sloppy as I tried to focus on things other than my pain, but Jamie didn't add to my punishment like I expected. I think he could tell this was more than enough. We stopped at 40, as promised. Suddenly I felt his fingers playing with my pussy lips. I heard him snicker when he felt how soaked I was from his punishment. He slipped one finger into my tight pussy which made me gasp. I felt my orgasm start to build as he continued to play and pleasure me with his fingers. I started moaning, louder and louder, then a little too loudly. He stopped and suddenly grabbed my nipple with his other hand. I squealed in pain but quickly he turned it back into pleasure. "Do you want something, my little slut?" I stayed silent... I just didn't want to let my submission show. "Well? Yes or no? I think somebody is on the edge of cumming..." I couldn't keep it in anymore. "Yes! Please sir! Please let me cum, I need to so badly!" "That's better!" He snickered. "Do you want your master to fuck you?" "Yes, please, do whatever you want to me just please make me cum!" "Greedy little slut aren't we... You're lucky I want to fuck that pussy so bad or I might just punish you for being so horny!" With that he roughly grabbed my hair and plunged his entire cock into my soaking pussy. I cried out in the most perfect mix of pleasure and pain I've ever felt. There was no warm up: he started fucking me harder and faster than I'd ever imagined possible. I screamed with every slap of our bodies. I came harder than ever and completely soaked him. I was bound to a frame and couldn't use my body even if I tried, but somehow every muscle in me was strained and exhausted. Suddenly he yelled out, "Tell me what you are!" "I'm your little slut, sir. I'm all yours to do whatever you want with." I could barely speak between his hard thrusts. "Mmmm yes you are... You are ALL mine now, understand?" "Yes!" It was more a scream of pleasure than an answer to his question, but then I got thinking about the things I just said... Did I just decide to stay? Was I going to be his submissive? I felt like I might pass out as he continued to fuck my swollen pussy and send me over the edge at least 4 more times. Finally he couldn't take any more. He walked around to the front of me and lifted my head by my hair. "Open," he said. I obeyed. "Good girl..." He put the head of his dick on my tongue and filled my mouth and throat with his hot cum. I swallowed it all and used all the energy I had left to lick and suck him clean. Slowly he started to untie my limp exhausted body. He carried me to a mattress on the other side of the room and set me down. "Now, what do you say to your master?" "Thank you sir." My voice was barely even a whisper but he didn't seem to mind. He got what he wanted out of that punishment. He got himself a slave. All Mine Ch. 02: Killing Her Softly Author's note: thanks for all the positive feedback. I'll keep this story going for as long as people are interested! Enjoy. The situation only grew more turbulent. Melinda knew she had no hope of escaping during the altercation, and frustration fueled arousal as Anne pushed things further. The taller, more physically capable woman dragged Melinda a few feet, before pinning her on the floor and ravishing her. Melinda bucked and struggled for a bit, before giving up, much to Anne's amusement. "That's right, settle." Regardless of how intimate the situation grew, Anne kept her devil-may-care tone of voice. Melinda begged her to talk more quietly, lest a janitor hear them. "Don't talk so loud. Do you want somebody to find us like this...?" Anne replied with an armor piercing question. "What, you don't want me to get caught? Don't want a big strong man to play the hero and rescue you? I knew you were enjoying this." The raven haired amazon grinned at Melinda, who was incensed by the accusation, but knew damn well it was true. "You're a cute little freak, desperate to get fucked like a toy. Isn't that right?" Anne gently stroked one of Melinda's wrists with a finger, itching to have more of her prey. Melinda furrowed her brow, opening her mouth to say something. The moment her lips parted, Anne lowered, kissing her and cutting her off. Anne's mouth and tongue moved in a way that shook Melinda. She forgot what she had to say, her only thoughts shifting to more more more. Anne parted their lips and sat up, straddling her and keeping her wrists pinned against the floor. "I'm sorry. You were going to say something?" It drove Melinda up a wall. Anne's game wasn't just sex; she was an incorrigible tease. Melinda panted, both incredibly aroused and horribly frustrated that Anne was picking on her with impunity. But, her annoyance wavered when she observed Anne's body. She was still in workout clothes. An olive sports top covered her breasts, but left her firm abs completely visible. Her muscle definition was flawless, each seam forming a valley of perfect skin. She was a damn sight stronger than Melinda, something that turned her on. As much as she hated to admit it, this woman's provocations and physical bullying were making her ache for more. "Wow. That look your giving me is stunning." Anne spoke before Melinda could catch herself. She'd been staring for several seconds. Melinda turned away, trying to free one of her hands. Anne's grip tightened slightly as a response, and pressed harder against the floor. Anne raised her eyebrow for a moment, then pushed both of Melinda's hands above her head, pinning them down with one of hers. Melinda gasped, and Anne went to work, lowering to Melinda's level. She licked Melinda's lips, then gently bit the lower one. She placed gentler love bites on her jaw, then down to her throat. Then, she inflicted a painful, soul searing bite that made Melinda writhe. Anne's legs shifted, one getting between Melinda's and pressing up against her hot, aching sex. Anne worked her hips as she held her quarry captive, grinding on her and tasting her skin. Her free hand rested on Melinda's belly, and worked its way up. She stroked the redhead's ample, soft chest. She didn't squeeze, or pinch. Just rested a hand there, tracing Melinda's form. Her hand moved under Melinda's arm and down her side, sliding from her curved waist to her hip. Melinda monitored the hand as best she could. In a few moments, it would likely reach her womanhood, fingers aiding Anne's busy, grinding hips. Do it, Melinda mentally pleaded. Suddenly, Anne stopped. Her free, exploring hand moved up to her face as she checked her watch. "Shit. Getting close to closing time. Here. Get up." Anne got off of Melinda, who felt rather confused, suspicious, and most importantly disappointed. After all the roughhousing, teasing, and the scorching buildup, Anne didn't even want to go all the way, apparently. The redhead stood, rubbing her wrists. "Get dressed," Anne commanded. Melinda sat up, still nursing her hands, then adjusting her swimsuit. "Go on. Hurry up. You don't want to be locked in, do you?" Melinda did as she was told, but she was rather shaky on her feet, and still flushed and disoriented. She nearly slipped, but Anne moved quickly, catching her. Melinda almost thanked her, but the dark haired woman leaned in and gave her neck a lingering kiss, keeping her tilted back. Melinda managed so wiggle free, but not before Anne could grab and squeeze her behind. The redhead jumped at the touch, managing to turn and say something. "If you're so hard up, why are you letting me off easy?" She summoned her courage, looking Anne in the eye. "Couldn't get it up?" Anne snorted. "Think about that for a second. I couldn't get what up?" Melinda folded her arms, realizing her comeback had fallen short. Anne reached out and cupped her cheek in a playfully condescending way. "And who said anything about letting you off easy? I just don't like the locale. Now get dressed, and get your keys." Melinda dressed herself quickly, sliding out of her swimsuit the moment Anne wasn't looking. She had air dried decently enough, so she was comfortable putting her clothes on. Her locker still open, Anne passed her as Melinda was slipping into a hooded sweatshirt. The dark haired woman reached into Melinda's locker, grabbing her car keys. "I'll drive." The woman took a glance at Melinda's car key. "Volkswagen, huh? Nice. I've always wanted one." Anne's intentions clicked in Melinda's head. "Wait. We're not leaving together." The woman dropped her heel down as she spoke, hoping that would drive home the gravity of her statement. "Yeah, we are. I jogged here, so it's not that far to my place." Anne raised an eyebrow, looking down at Melinda, who was doing her best to seem stern and emphatic. "You can stay the night. Good? Good." Anne spun Melinda's keys on her fingertip, gripping them in her palm. She knew from a mile away that Melinda was going to make a grab for the car keys. Melinda came at her, and Anne simply held an arm out, holding the woman back. It was pathetically easy. Anne grinned, holding the keys too high for Melinda go grab, and keeping her other arm on Melinda's shoulder and holding her back. Melinda tried to take a step back and move around, but Anne gripped the fabric of her shirt, grabbing her bra-strap as well. She turned Melinda and pushed her back against the wall. Anne moved in close, looming over Melinda, who swallowed hard. "Your mouth says one thing, but your body is telling a very different story." Anne's smoldering olive eyes moved up and down, devouring every minute motion Melinda made. The woman's thighs were constantly shifting and grinding together. Her face was flushed. "I think you want me. But let me tell you something." Anne leaned in until her lips were against the redhead's ear. "I want you more, and you're coming with me, no matter what you say." From then on, Anne kept a firm grip on Melinda's forearm, holding her car keys in the other hand. Melinda was taken along, like a girl being led by a parent. Even if she tried to escape, her chances were slim; even if she got her arm loose and ran like hell, Anne would run her down. She had an incredibly fit body, and Melinda, despite being in shape, couldn't compete on any level. Melinda entertained the thought. She knew she couldn't escape if she wanted, and being picked up on Anne's shoulder and carried was appealing. But she didn't want to press her luck. Anne might get dangerously rough, or worse, decide that capturing her wasn't worth the effort. Melinda was far too curious and invested to actually escape, unless things got truly sketchy. Soon, Melinda was in her car, sitting in the passenger seat, trying to get comfortable as Anne adjusted the driver seat. Anne was smiling constantly, like a hunter strapping a thirty-point-buck to the top of her car. The redhead was trying her best to get a read on her. Was she a genuine threat? Was going along with her foolish? She didn't know anything about Anne, except that Anne could kick her ass without breaking a sweat, had no compunctions with taking what she wanted (including a person) by force, and that she was practically a living Wonder Woman in terms of sex appeal. Melinda looked forward, but Anne didn't start the car. When the redhead looked towards Anne, the woman leaned in and gave her a peck on the lips. Melinda was startled by the stolen kiss, and rolled her eyes. Suddenly, things took a shift as Anne reached around Melinda and began adjusting her seat. With one hand, she pulled the lever, and with the other, she pushed Melinda and the chair down, locking it at a horizontal angle. Before Melinda could say or do anything, Anne had gotten on top of her. A hand shot up the back of Melinda's shirt, and with a light snap, her bra was unhooked. Anne pulled it out of the redhead's attire, tossing it in the driver's seat. Her hand moved up to Melinda's chest. This time, she was much less womanly about it. She grabbed it, pinching her fingers together and catching the nipple between her index and middle digits. She worked it in her fingertips as she watched Melinda's face. The redhead didn't have a chance; the stimulation made her eyes roll back and her toes curl. Melinda's hand slapped against the passenger-side window as her back arced and legs spread. Anne caught both her hands, as she was wont to do, and pinned them over Melinda's head. Anne very much liked the position, though it was a bit awkward in the tiny car. The dark haired woman decided to go for it then and there. She grabbed the drawstring of Melinda's sweat-pants, un-knotting them and pulling the elastic, letting it snap against Melinda's stomach. She reached into Melinda's pants as the woman bit her lip, practically begging for it. Anne's hand pressed down lightly against the nub of flesh above Melinda's lips. She worked Melinda's clit in slow, careful circles. Too much pressure didn't seem right. Her intuition paid off. Melinda's mouth hung open and she writhed under the touch. Keeping it up, Anne leaned in and kissed Melinda from her lips to her neck, working her hand slowly and softly, occasionally slowing to dip her finger into Melinda, a move that made her gasp every time. She was wet, further vindicating Anne's suspicion that Melinda loved to be dominated. This would be a fun time. The dark haired woman quickened her pace slightly. She stopped kissing the dazed Melinda, who was getting close. She let go of her hands, and rolled up Melinda's sweatshirt. "Hey...!" Melinda objected, but Anne pinned her hands again, keeping her trapped with her shirt rolled up, her breasts exposed. Anne took one of Melinda's nipples into her mouth and sucked it, biting gently. That did it. Melinda's body locked up completely, her thighs tensing as her womanhood spasmed. Her body arched and she let out a long, wispy sigh as she climaxed. Anne withdrew her fingers, and climbed off, moving into her seat. Melinda was completely out of it. She wasn't particularly experienced; her social anxiety kept her from daring extensively, and most men failed to please her. Her best friend had always been a bullet vibrator. This had been the best sex she'd ever had. Anne fastened her seat-belt and shoved the key in the ignition. She gave Melinda a quick glance, raising her eyebrow. "Buckle up," Anne said. Melinda didn't respond, gustening there with her shirt up and her pants rolled down slightly. Anne rolled her eyes, smiling. She fastened Melinda's seat-belt for her, and started the engine. This would be a fun time indeed.