9 comments/ 44374 views/ 3 favorites Suck It By: sexymistress Music was pounding and Alyssa Whalen felt her heart beating along to the beat. Her boyfriend, Noel, of five years sat next to her, an arm draped across the back of her chair as he drank down his eighth or ninth glass of beer. People all around were dancing and some of them were making out in the darker corners of the room. Yet she was stuck next to her over-protective boyfriend, listening to him drink and flirt with anything that walked by in a short skirt. Her blue eyes moved around the club slowly, surprised to lock onto a pair of dark green eyes looking back at her. Who on earth was this? Glancing at Noel, Alyssa bit her bottom lip and looked back at the man who didn't seem to have looked away from her. He was drinking some kind of beer, but his eyes moved over her body that was clad in a tight black dress. A blush crept up her cheeks as her own eyes moved over his face before dropping down to his firm looking chest. The shirt he wore was snug and she could swear that he flexed at the smallest glance, causing her heart to flutter. Alyssa slowly lowered her eyes and felt them grow wide at the bulge in his jeans that was exposed to her. Her breathing changed and she shifted in the chair, which seemed to wake up her boyfriend's alertness. Growling, Noel grabbed her by the upper arm and pulled her to her feet. "We're leaving," he growled into her ear and pushed her ahead of him. Alyssa stumbled and Noel glared at the man at the bar who moved his gaze to someone else, not caring that the last girl was now in deep shit. The car ride home was silent, Noel never let go of the vice-grip on her arm and she could swear that her fingers were going numb. The driver kept talking about some pointless things, laughing at his own jokes and never guessing that the couple in the back was colder than ice at the moment. Finally, they were dropped off at their apartment building and he pulled her out, taking the money from her purse and throwing it to the cab driver. Taking her key, he tried to figure out how to get it into the lock. "Open the fucking door," he growled at her, forcing the key into her hand. Opening the door, Alyssa took a deep breath and braced herself for the worst. "You dirty little fucking whore," shouted Noel, as he walked through the door, throwing Alyssa against the wall, slamming the door behind him. "You fucking slut! How dare you do that to another guy? I saw you fucking him with your eyes. Get yourself set bitch? Horny enough for him to fuck you all night? No, that is what I do, and you better remember it." She stood shaking against the wall, shaking her head as tears ran down her cheeks. That was not what had happened, but she knew better than to complain. Noel didn't give a damn what she said, he had made up his mind that she was a whore and that was it. It did not help matters that the man was drunk out of his mind and in a rage...one that was worse than anything she had seen before. "Stop please Noel. Please. I--I swear," Alyssa begged before a hand slapped across her face. "Shut up you stupid little bitch," he growled and grabbed her hair, pulling her away from the wall and shoving her down to the floor. "Strip. Without standing up, strip for me. Right now," he growled. Licking her pink lips, she knelt on the cold floor, her cheek burning from the slap. Slowly, she moved her long red curls away from her back, letting them fall over her right shoulder instead. Slowly, she reached behind to unzip the back of her strapless dress, hands shaking from fear. He had picked it out for her and she hated it, the way that it hugged every little curve and every little bump on her skin. Honestly, it felt like being naked with the way things were exposed. Slowly, she slipped out of the dress and her heels, putting them off to the side. Biting her bottom lip, she undid the front of her lacy strapless bra and let that go with the dress before lifting her hips to take off the thong that he made her wear constantly. He hated the old panties that she would wear and the lines that they would give her. So the thong had replaced everything else and if he saw any lines...well it did not bode well for Alyssa. Kneeling on the ground, she lowered her head, red hair falling over part of her face and caressing her breasts slowly. Noel stood before her, almost salivating at the sight of his naked girlfriend before him like the whore she was. She was small compared to his six foot three inch stature, Alyssa still had large assets. A round and firm ass that constantly was ogled by himself and other men, though untainted. Somehow, she had managed to keep him out of her ass, under-going all kinds of terrible things to make up for that. His eyes moved up her slim waist, dusted with light freckles as they finally settled upon her round, perky tits. They weren't the biggest in the world, but he liked the size. They fit into his hand easily and made a good squeeze. Not to mention the fact that her tits were a good fuck when he wanted pleasure and didn't feel like pleasing her. Alyssa's scared little pussy was tucked away between her lush thighs, both of which were closed firmly against him. "Good fucking slut," Noel said as he back handed her once more, grabbing her hair to pull her high up onto her knees, standing before her with his cock hanging out of his pants. "Suck it, you bitch. That is what you want, isn't it?" he shouted at her. "Noel, no, please!" she begged, trying to back away from him as he grabbed the back of her neck. "Please, I don't like it. You know I don't like it. I swear, I wasn't looking at anyone Noel, please, anything but this." Blue eyes moved from his face to the thick member before her. It was something that Noel liked to boast about whenever he fucked her. That he was almost eight inches in length and almost 2 inches around. Dark black hairs circled the area and were something that she constantly tried to avoid. Alyssa hated the feeling of his cock in her mouth and the bitter taste of the skin, combined with the foul and salty taste of his cum. It was enough to turn her stomach just from the thought of it. Letting go of the flaming hair, he used his free hand to stroke himself for a few seconds. "Then why don't I take you up your perky little ass then? Been dying to pop that little cherry like I did your other ones," he said with a drunken laugh, trying to force her around. However, Alyssa shook her head more quickly. Her mouth opened in protest and he took the chance to force himself between her lips, going until she gagged. Noel's hands knotted in her long hair, using it like reins to control her head. He loved the sound of her muffled chokes, picking up a good pace as his balls started to slap against her chin. He was going to force himself down her throat tonight, whether she liked it or not. Her eyes watered and tears rolled down her cheeks slowly as he forced himself into her mouth over and over again, choking her to the point of almost blacking out. His long organ slowly moved through her mouth, pushing further back to hitting the back of her mouth. Eyes grew wide as he sharply tilted her head and gripped her hair more tightly. "Suck it you slut. All the way down, you bitch. And you better not disappoint me or I am going to make you pay for it," he growled and thrust his length into her more completely, his mushroom top pressing down into her throat. It tasted terrible, smelled terrible and she felt sick to her stomach. Yet he didn't stop and she couldn't say anything, his cock buried deep in her throat, gagging her with each passing second. Slowly, he untangled a single hand, grabbed both of her hands, and forced her to rub his balls, pounding into her again. Shaking her head, she tried to bite down onto his skin to make him stop, only to get a sharp slap to one of her breasts, making her gasp in pain. That however, allowed him deeper access in her mouth and throat. Finally, he spilled his seed deep into her. With a couple of slow thrusts, he pounded into the back of her throat before pulling back to rest his cock on her tongue, his cum sliding over her taste buds, shooting his load into her mouth, grunting in pleasure at the feeling. As soon as he pulled out of her to rub himself, Alyssa started to spit his cum from her mouth. Noel growled and gripped her nose with two fingers, thrusting back into her and rubbing himself to milk every last bit into her mouth. He was going to let her get off with only one simple shot, but the bitch was going to play dirty. Ally tried to breathe, but he had blocked off all sources of oxygen, forcing her to swallow it all or pass out from lack of oxygen. Slowly, she swallowed his seed, her stomach turning from the sickness of it all. He reeked of beer and his cum tasted salty, drying her mouth out quickly. Finally, he pulled out with an evil smirk and she choked, her spit sticking to the end of his long cock. "Good little slut," Noel growled before slapping her across the face and walking out of the room. Rubbing her cheek, Alyssa stood up and quickly grabbed some clothing and her things that lay around the room. She rubbed a hand across her left breast, his red hand mark showing up upon the pale white skin. Why had I gotten into this relationship? She had been stupid to think that he loved her and that he was going to treat her right. Everyone had told her so and they had been right. For Alyssa, she had always been told that once you had sex with someone and they took your virginity, then you belonged with them. The right thing to do was to marry them. That was one reason why she had stuck with Noel this long...but not anymore. Not after tonight. Throwing her clothes onto the bed, she quickly pulled on a pair of panties, not caring if it wasn't what he liked. She didn't care anymore. Pulling on jeans, she looked at the mirror and winced a bit. She looked like a mess and her left nipple was puckered a bit. Obviously, it had enjoyed the painful hit from Noel and the soothing rub from herself. Frowning, she took her pointed finger and pressed it against the nipple, pushing it flat slowly. Gasping in pain, she grabbed a white cotton bra and slipped it on before pulling a light tank top over that. Shoving her clothing into a bag from the closet, Alyssa walked out of the room and out the front door. Noel wouldn't notice that she had left and honestly, she doubted that he would care. She knew that he had at least half a dozen other girls to sleep with besides her and she didn't give a damn if he was pissed off. She was through with it. Done with the forced sex, the forced oral, everything. She was done with him and that was it. Walking to her friend Victoria's house, she knocked on the door. Victoria got up from where she had been in her bedroom and grabbed a robe to wrap around herself. It was almost two-thirty on a Friday night. Who the hell would be here at this time? She hadn't been expecting anyone and was just about to settle down with some of her favorite toys. However, this could have been important. The blonde opened the door, her brown eyes falling onto the worried face of Alyssa. "Ally, what are you doing here? And at this time of night?" she asked, obviously surprised but not all together angry with her friend. "We're done. For good...Noel and I. Can I crash here for a while?" Alyssa asked. From the way that Victoria looked, wearing a simple robe, Ally could almost deduce that she had come at the wrong time. Was there a man in her friend's bed waiting for her? Or another woman? Maybe both depending on how frisky Victoria was getting tonight. Licking her lips slowly, she tried to look past the blonde, wanting to know if she was intruding on something special or not. However, Victoria grinned and nodded her head. "Spare room is all yours," she said to her before walking back into the kitchen and cracked open a bottle of wine. "Let's drink. To your new found freedom and nerve," she said with a laugh as Alyssa walked out of the bedroom, holding her cheek. "And we'll get you some ice for that too..." Victoria poured them two glasses. Putting them onto the counter, she walked over to the fridge and opened up the freezer, grabbing a bag of frozen peas for her friend. "Next time, you need to find someone demanding but gentler. I think that would please you much better Ally," she said, pressing the peas onto her cheek before giving Alyssa's round ass a good smack. The End Suck It Ch. 02 "You need to get out for a while and try and play the field!" came the voice of Victoria, a blonde bombshell of a woman as she walked into the living room, wearing a tight fitting red dress that hugged to her large breasts and showed off her long and lean legs. With a smirk, she grabbed her friend Alyssa's arm and pulled her over to the bedroom. "Change! It has been almost a month and you need to kick your butt back into that dating girl Alyssa! You're hot and young, guys will want to sleep with you in a second," she said with a smile. "I put something out for you. Wear whatever is on the bed, got it?" Rolling her blue eyes, Alyssa walked into the bedroom and closed the door. On the bed lay an outfit that she would have never picked out on her own. The last month had left her wearing jeans and track pants to hide herself from the world. It made her feel better after all the things that happened with Noel. However, if Victoria was going to take her out, she had to do what the older woman wanted. Especially since she had been living here all this time without paying a dime. Sliding on the small black thong, she looked in the full-length mirror and couldn't help but smile. She had taken to shaving herself, just around her lower lips, the fire red hair just poking out at the top of the skimpy fabric. Pulling on a matching black push up bra, she stood before the mirror for a little bit, just looking at her body. Was this a good idea? Maybe her friend was right...She looked good right? A firm and round ass, long lean legs, a slim mid-section and tits that were big enough to be squeeze toys while still giving a good curved look. Grabbing the short silver dress, she pulled it on and sucked in her breath. This thing was so skin tight and she could almost see every single bump on her body. It reminded her of what Noel had her wear and she didn't like it much. But, then again, she had to do what was expected. Slipping on the silver pumps, she smiled at her reflection and walked back out into the living room where Victoria was waiting with her purse. "Well?" she asked, turning slowly. Victoria smiled and nodded her head, "You look hot and fuckable. Come on, we're going to have fun." she teased with a smile and dragged her friend out the door. Within twenty minutes, they were at a club and Victoria was already grinding on a couple of guys. Alyssa, meanwhile, sat at the bar, drinking some shots, just trying to relax. A hand suddenly went over her own and she looked up to see a man with black hair and dark brown eyes grabbing the shot from her. "Mind if I take one?" he asked with a grin and took the shot easily, sitting down next to her. "What are you drowning your troubles for baby?" he asked, his eyes freely moving over her body. Giggling in her drunken state, Aly smiled, "A lot of things. I'm Alyssa. And you are...?" she asked but the man never gave up a name, simply moving closer and putting a hand onto her bare knee. "Alyssa. A very pretty name for a very pretty woman." he said and leaned closer to her, his hand stroking her knee. "I have a better idea for you to drown your troubles." Slowly, he moved his hand up her knee to rest on her thigh, just under her short skirt. In the darkness of the club, most people didn't notice moments like these, too wrapped up in their own behavior then anything else. Lips sought out her own and were rewarded with the taste of alcohol on her lips and her tongue. His hand slipped further up her leg, beginning to stroke the outside of her thong with a smirk, sucking on her bottom lip as she tried to pull away from him. With his free hand, he kept her head in place, moving his lips from her own to kiss and suck down her neck and shoulders. The gasps were things that turned the guy on and kept moving his hand over the thong, finally moving the fabric aside to push a finger into her tiny pussy. Alyssa let out a small gasp of terror and tried to pull away, but he had moved to almost pin her in place. She wasn't getting away that quickly from him. His finger started to pick up speed, smirking as her body reacted to the movements. Her wetness soon covered one finger and he added a second on in. By now, heads were turning to see what was going on, only to see the guy with his hand up a girl's skirt. A couple turned their heads away quickly while others continued to stare, clearly liking it. Ally just blushed brightly, unable to speak. His hand moved from her head to her round ass, pulling her from the chair quickly and pushing her against a near-by wall. It was easier to do this standing and gave her less room to run right? Slowly, he moved his finger around to her ass and started to rub the tiny little hole. A slap rang out from the corner of the club and Aly pushed the man away from her. "You sick bastard! Don't touch me again!" she snapped, moving away from him quickly, ignoring her wet pussy and the flush of her skin. Finding Victoria, she tugged on her arm. "Vic, let's go." she begged, but Victoria simply smiled. "Aly, this is Marco and David. They wanted to know if they could come over tonight." Victoria said with a wink, pushing her closer to the blonde David who wrapped an arm around her waist. However, the Aly pushed him away quickly. "I'm sorry, but I can't do this. I am really, really sorry," she said and stepped further away, wrapping her arms around her middle slowly. Victoria frowned, "Well, we can still have fun right?" she said to the boys, but they simply made up some excuse and left the area to find two other girls. Victoria rounded on Alyssa and grabbed her arm, dragging her out onto the street and back towards the apartment. "Fuck Aly, grow up! They weren't going to hurt you...much. You would have liked it anyways! You're being a fucking baby!" she snapped as they started to climb the stairs, Victoria still dragging her along. "You messed up a perfectly good night because you are a fucking wimp! So stop whining okay!" she snapped before finally getting back to the apartment and unlocking the door. Going into the kitchen, she grabbed a bottle of wine and started to pour herself glasses, drinking down quite a few of them before she started to calm down. "Just go and shower okay?" she said with a frown, "Go and we can watch a movie or something I guess. " she hiccupped before sitting down on the couch, leaving her outfit intact. Alyssa walked into the bathroom and slowly unzipped the back of the dress. Why were there so many mirrors in this house? Honestly, was Victoria that vain...or that sexual? Either way, there were way too many. Watching as it slowly slide over her curves before hitting the floor, Aly smiled to herself and slipped off the high heels. Standing in place, she pulled her bra off quickly, watching her nipples harden in the air-conditioned room. Slowly, she reached down and pulled at her tiny thong, watching is slide down her creamy white legs before landing on the floor with the rest of the clothing. Giggling, she walked into the shower and stood under the flow of the hot water, her long red hair clinging to her skin. It hurt her nipples and her wet pussy for a minute or two, a sharp contrast to the cool air she had just been in. Washing herself quickly, she stood in the large shower and closed her eyes. Slowly, her fingers moved to her pussy, sliding up into the hole, two of them easily slipping in the wetness. A groan came from Aly, her other hand moving to squeeze and pull on her hard nipples. It felt like seconds before she was cumming around her long and slim digits, breathing in her scent. Slipping her fingers from between her legs, she washed her hands and her thighs quickly before stepping from the bathroom, standing naked to dry her hair. It wasn't normal, but she didn't feel like going out to see Victoria at the moment. If she was still mad, then it was going to be a cold greeting anyways. As her hair dried, she used the hair dryer on the rest of her pale body before looking around for a towel. Her eyes grew wide as she realized that she hadn't grabbed one. Biting her lip, she slowly walked to the door and opened it a crack. "Vic?" she called out. "Come on out here Aly! I can't hear you." Victoria called from the couch, quite comfortable after another glass of the wine. However, as Aly finally stepped out, her eyes grew wide with lust. Alyssa was beautiful...why did she wear clothes at all? With a smile, Vic stood up and looked at the Aly. Well, this was a treat for her. Alyssa knew how Victoria liked her men and her women apparently, and now she was paying up her rent? "You know Alyssa; you were a bad girl tonight. You don't realize what your little act there cost me do you? I'm not too happy and you're going to make that up to me. Got it?" she said with a smile before walking over and grabbing her, trailing a hand over her beautiful lips with a smirk. Aly shook her head slowly, "Vic, I only wanted a towel so that I can change and we can watch the movie...Let go of me please, I don't like this." she said with a frown before Victoria simply pushed her towards the couch. "You're going to do what I say okay Ally, or you can get out. Like that." she added as she looked at Aly in the nude once again, a sly glint in her eyes. "Bend over the end of the couch, yeah, just like that Aly." Victoria purred, running a hand down her bare back, watching as the goose bumps broke out over her spine. A smirk played on the Victoria's luscious lips, walking away from Aly. "You better not move, or you are going to be in a lot more trouble then you already are." her voice called to Alyssa from the office area, grabbing a wooden ruler from a drawer and walking over, keeping the ruler hidden away. "Now, I know you didn't like Noel's beatings, but I told you that you needed someone who gave you pain and pleasure. So I am going to show you just what that will feel like. Trust me okay..." Alyssa gripped the edge of the couch, her eyes as round as saucers. What was she talking about? Noel had always hurt her so much and left her with bruises all over her body. What was Victoria going to do to her? Would it hurt as much as his did? Shivering in the cold air of the room, she could hear Victoria walking behind her, not sure why she was bent over like this. It hurt her nipples that had swelled up in the chill and were just grazing the top of the leather armrest. Shifting a bit, she almost moaned in pleasure as her nipples dragged over the fabric and sent an electric charge down to her shaven pussy. Victoria waited until Aly seemed to have gotten bored and forgotten about her. Raising the ruler, she let it crack down on Alyssa's round ass, watching as the spot turned bright red in contrast to the creamy white skin. She screamed out in  pain, trying to get away. Smirking, Victoria leaned down and licked the bright circle, waiting until she was sure that the pain had stopped. Raising the ruler once more, she smacked it hard across the other cheek, letting it bounce once more and licking it. Alyssa was whimpering and kept trying to move, only to freeze in terror as the mouth stopped comforting her sore  ass. Alyssa gripped the edge of the couch, trying to support herself on shaking arms. Her chest was heaving up and down as she waited for the next blow, knowing that it was going to come. Victoria wasn't going to give up that quickly. The ruler quickly came down on her ass for what seemed like a million hits, burning in every part of her rear end. Her cheeks were bouncing and the shots moved lower onto the back of her sensitive thighs. Fat tears began to roll down Aly's face, gasping for air. However, the ruler was dropped to the floor and she could hear it clatter on the hardwood. "Turn around." Victoria said. It wasn't a calm one like Victoria had used before and Ally felt her body shaking as she turned around to look at Victoria, a bit leery of the older woman. Bending down, Victoria picked up the ruler again and walked closer to her. Grabbing her arm, she pulled the Aly into the bedroom, throwing her down onto the large bed. In seconds, she was dragging her up to the headboard and tied her hands together, forcing her to stay put. "Good girl. Now, this is going to be the same kind of thing. You behave, and I will make the pain stop." Before Alyssa could protest, Victoria delivered a sharp slap across the girl's breast, watching as she cried out in pain, her breast bouncing and turning red. Smirking, Victoria licked the soft skin, slowly cradling it within her hand and massaging it. Like on her ass, the same was done to the other breast, though the  slap was a little bit harder then the first. Aly tugged on the ties that held her in place, trying to get away from the hits. They hurt her breasts and her hard nipples were already close to bursting from the cold air. "Stop, please Vic. Please, it hurts," she whimpered. However, it just earned her more hits across her chest, some aimed very well to slap her nipples. Yelling out in pain (and to her surprise, pleasure) Alyssa finally gave up the fight and let more tears trail down her freckled face. Victoria smirked and looked down at Aly, withering in pain on the bed, her breast red and the nipples swollen. Smirking, she leaned down and sucked on the nipples. They had swelled to about an inch and looked like little pink candies, surrounded by dark brown areolas. Smirking, she lightly bit down on the sensitive tip before pulling back. "What a good girl you are." Victoria said with a smile. "You were too good for Noel. He didn't realize what a good and behaved girl that he had. If he had been nicer, you would have liked it better. Just like you like when I hit you. Don't  pretend Aly. Your nipples are as hard as humanly possible and your pussy is just dripping. You like the pain and pleasure." Alyssa shook her head at Victoria's words, trying to protest. However, the second she tried, her nipples were twisted painfully. Tears leaked down her cheeks, but she could feel her pussy growing wetter and wetter with each passing moment. Could what Victoria had said been true? She liked the pain that Victoria was inflicting upon her. Yelling out in pain as the ruler slapped against her hard nipple, sending a shock through her body. Finally, the ruler was put on the side table and she thought that her torture was going to be done. She had been punished enough for wrecking this night...However, she was wrong. Victoria dug through her drawers and took out a couple of toys that she laid well out of Aly's eyesight. A vibrator, a strap-on, nipple-clamps with weights and a small anal toy. The last thing that she wanted to do was push her too hard or far, but she was going to go until Alyssa was screaming out in pleasure, realizing that all of this had a purpose. With a smirk, she leaned down and started to lick the Aly's clit, sucking on the sensitive nerve quickly, listening to Alyssa thrash about. Apparently, the pain was all forgotten and the pleasure had replaced everything else. Licking her until she came, Victoria stood up with a smile, looking at her flushed face. "Now for the real pleasure. The welts prove you had enough pain. Misbehave though and you'll get another thrashing okay?" Slowly, Victoria picked up the vibrator and turned it on. The machine had little nubs all over it while it rotated, knowing that it would stretch her and give her a great pleasurable feeling. After all, Victoria used it enough to know how wet and hot it made her feel. Slowly, she pushed it against Aly's clit and watched as it started to pulse a tad, still coming down from her climax. Without wanting, she moved the tip down to push against her pussy, her free hand separating the lips. "Suck a fuckable little cunt you have." she growled before pushing more of it in. The scream of pain and pleasure pushed Victoria onwards until the entire nine inches were imbedded in Alyssa's dripping pussy. Sitting up, she grabbed the nipple clamps with a sly smile on her face. Aly lay panting, feeling like she was being split open as this thing turned around and around inside of her. Eyes were closed tight as she tried to focus on making herself as wide as she could, her legs spreading as far as possible. However, she suddenly felt a hand rubbing her nipples slowly, figuring that this was another part of the pain and pleasure that she had been told about. However, a slap crossed her breast and her eyes flew open in pain. "Turn onto your knees. Your hands are going to stay tied, now do it," came the voice of Victoria. Nodding her head, Ally turned over and let her arms cross, getting onto her knees as best as she could. Vic repositioned her knees, spreading her out wider so that the vibrator would work even better. As soon as Aly was properly positioned, she reached down and clipped on one of the nipple clamps quickly just letting it hold onto it. Victoria smiled and added a little weight to it, pushing it so that it swung and pulled at the nipple. Doing the same to the other side, she watched as they both swung and looked at Aly's face to see it contorted in pain and still feeling the pleasure of the vibrator. Smiling, she reached into the drawer and pulled out a bottle of lube, kneeling behind her Alyssa's ass, looking at the little anus poking out of the creamy skin. Smirking, she took some lube onto her finger and rubbed it around the outside of the skin, watching as Alyssa bucked her hips. "Shh baby girl. This is going to feel good. Trust me, I've been around the block a few times," she purred as she kept rubbing the lube over the sensitive opening, slowly slipping the tip of her finger in. Aly let out a scream, trying to pull away. "No no no! Vic please stop! No, I don't like it. Please," she begged quietly, tears running down her cheeks. For the first time, Victoria pulled her hand away from her, letting it slip out of her ass with a quiet pop as the muscles refused to let go of the intrusion. "Fine baby. You are going to do it to me another time okay, just so you can see how good it will feel. But for now..." Standing up, she pulled off her dress, standing naked before Alyssa. Pulling the strap on over her own dripping pussy, she climbed up behind her and pushed the nipple clamps and weights again, listening to her yelp of pain from Alyssa. Sliding the vibrator out of her dripping and slightly enlarged pussy, Victoria smirked and thrust her hips forward, the strap-on pushing into Aly like a dick normally would. Both of them gasped in pleasure, Victoria starting to pound into the pussy quickly. Reaching around, she started to rub her own clit while Aly thrust her hips back, her nipples swaying more painfully, yet the pressure of the oncoming climax subdued the pain entirely. Victoria shifted and changed the angle so that the plastic dick would hit Aly's g-spot with each thrust, reaching around to play with Alyssa's clit, watching how quickly the she came. Sitting back, she watched the plastic dick pop out of Alyssa with a smirk, looking at the juices that glistened against the pink and against the creamy white skin of Aly's thighs. Moving around to the edge of the bed, she untied Alyssa's wrists, turning her onto her back once again. "Suck me off Aly," she said quietly and slipped the strap on off, lying down with her sex exposed to Aly. Slowly, Alyssa crawled forward and started to lick Vic's clit slowly. Every few seconds she would shudder as her climax still started to come down, this just adding a whole new dimension to it. Alyssa had never done something like this before with another woman. She had only ever-dated guys and they had always been the ones that were in control. It felt strange to have such a soft touch that mixed in with such a force that she had never experienced before. Smiling, she sucked on Vic's clit slowly, slipping a finger into her pussy. Eyes grew wide as she felt how wet Victoria was and started to thrust two fingers into her, sucking on the clit more quickly. Victoria's hands knotted in her hair as she started to cum, grinding her hips into Aly's face, not as forceful as Noel had been, letting her lap up the juices slowly. Suck It Ch. 02 Both women slowly collapsed upon the bed, panting and sweaty. Reaching over, Victoria unclamped Alyssa's nipples, rubbing them as she whimpered in pain the blood rushing back to it. Victoria shifted to lie next to her, moving hair from Alyssa's face slowly. "There see? Pain and pleasure is good. But, I don't think that I did you enough justice. You need to find a good guy that is going to be like that Ally. We'll start looking soon okay. I promise, we'll find someone amazing," she said, pressing a kiss to Aly's temple slowly. Suck It!: Sex-Negative Language "You guys are assholes. And not the good kind." - Xander, "Drawn Together" * I don't, on principle, swear often. My family doesn't do it that often, so I never grew up in the habit of littering choice, juicy words in my speech. Moreover, I'm not a confrontational person. In an argument, should there be an argument, I'm not going to be the one tossing around words that conventionally mean "fight" or even just "let's take this to the next level". I've always felt a sort of dirtiness at those four-letter words, and I remember, as a child, being appalled to hear my beloved fourth grade teacher use the word "crud". Much of my respect was lost for her as I disapprovingly told my mother, who assured me that "crud" wasn't a bad word (in my young little brain, I must have gotten it confused with "crap"). I'm the kind of girl who has a hierarchy of curse words- from the innocuous "hell" (honestly, it's real place, isn't it?), to that word, to quote Ralphie in A Christmas Story, "THE word, the big one, the queen-mother of dirty words, the 'F-dash-dash-dash' word!". And, it would appear, the rest of the world seems to agree with me- you can get away with certain words on TV, others not at all. Of course, I've never exactly subscribed to the idea that obscene properties infect can infect other words (will someone please explain to me how it's the "hole" in "asshole" that gets bleeped, or the "God" in "goddamn"?). Yet even I succumbed to peer pressure. I remember trying to shed my good-girl reputation in junior high school; I carefully planned my sentence and uttered in perfect frustration "Aw, I've got fucking piano practice today.". I got the wanted shock factor, but the word felt odd in my mouth, so foreign, so unused. Basically, I didn't care for the feeling. I didn't feel more adult for having said it, no adrenaline rush at the defiance of society's expectations. I just said a word. And now, as a burgeoning linguist, I can say with a deeper understanding that a curse word is just that: a word. Many tricky, cunning kids have innocently protested to their parents that "craps", "hell", "ass", and "bitch" are all real-life words (a card game, the underworld, a donkey, and female dog, respectively). Their parents, of course, see through the ruse; what gives a word its naughty factor is how it is used, its context, and the feelings it communicates. None of this is a real problem (a few words that happen to offend somebody's sensibilities aren't the end of the world), except when we start using words that already have a real-world meaning, and imbue them with the negativity of a curse word. Particularly, of course, when it has to do with sex. It's interesting, in fact, that the majority of 'bad words' have something to do with sex. Granted, many don't, as well, but sexual slang is always up for the task of providing a good substitute when you're in need of something to pack a whallop of shock. To me, that says a certain something about our attitudes on sex, if shock is our response to words simply because in real-life they refer to genitalia or sex acts. But that's besides the point . . . let's take a look at some of the accumulated sex-negative words and phrases that I've come across: 1) He's a dick/ass/asshole/jerk-off. (Nope, don't start envisioning a 6' tall walking phallus, winking anus, or masturbating man- what's meant here is something along the lines of "He's a real jerk."). 2) Don't be a pussy! (Once again, no worries about envisioning some crazy transformation- here we're alluding to cowardice, perhaps following some sort of dare.). 3) What a boob. (And here- not an actual mammary, but rather,something akin to a ninny, an idiot). 4) That's fucked/screwed up. (Nope, it/they aren't laying there in a sweaty post-coital heap; this means that things are bad, very messed up, or unfair). 5) This sucks./That blows./This sucks balls. (Three permutations which suggest, and one which directly references, some sort of oral copulation, all meaning that something is really bad, or, again, unfair). 6) Fuck you! Screw you! (Sadly, not an invitation. Indeed, quite the opposite- a statement of hatred of and a hope for bad things to happen to the addressee). 7) I got screwed/fucked over/reamed. (Again, not a moment for a knowledgeable smile or congratulations. Apparently all these things mean treated badly, tricked/duped, and given the short end of the stick). And there you have it. In only seven phrases, every sexualized organ on the human body- the breasts, the vagina, the penis, the buttocks, and the anus- all turned into objects of degradation and disgust and negativity. Sexual acts- from masturbation to oral sex to penetrative intercourse- are turned from pleasurable, fun, happy acts to terrible experiences. I recall a vaguely unfunny comedian on Comedy Central once who complained about cell phone reception and how, rather than bars, the symbols should be changed to "a little guy getting fucked in the ass" when you have no reception. How vulgar- and not because of the image it evokes. No, rather, it's the treatment of such- that being ass-fucked is a bad thing. I know lots of men- both gay and straight- who simply adore it to death. What with the prostate and all, it can be an out-of-the-world experience- the equivalent of having five bars AND free service on your phone for life. My point, after all of this, is simply that maybe we should evaluate the language that we use and what it might mean. Is it sex-positive? Or does it quietly paint sex as something nobody wants to willingly be a part of? I think that if we look close enough, you'll find most sexual slang gets . . . the shaft? No, that's not right. Let's just say that it could use some more positive usage, eh?