How I became lesbian Slave ( Copied ) written by “laffalot”

[hirarandi]

"Emma?" I said around her finger, making it sound like a two year old learning talk.

She shushed me "Shhhh" then whispered into my ear, which I found so erotic for some reason "No talking, just suck my finger." When I didn't move for a second, she raised her voice just a bit and said "Do it now!" while she pinched my labia with her free hand.

The pain jumped started me into action. I sucked in my breath, mewled like a kitten, and immediately began sucking and licking her finger.

"That's a good little bitch. Suck it all clean." She cooed in my ear again, making me melt. She called me 'bitch'. Normally that would deserve a slap, or at least a good old fashioned tongue lashing, but instead I felt a tremor travel up my spine, and I moaned. I had become a quivering mass of jelly in her arms. What was wrong with me?

After she had painfully pinched my labia, and got me to start sucking her finger, she began to rub her hand up and down my pussy. I was still sucking her other finger when she said "You want to be my slave, don't you?" I let her move my head up and down in a nodding motion. At that moment, I really did want it. She then said "Good girl. You'll make a good slave. Now stand up."

She pulled her fingers out of my mouth and pussy, and pushed me forward. As I stood up, she held my hips so I wouldn't turn around. She slid one hand up on my lower back and said "Bend over, I want a good look at that ass." It was wrong, and I knew it was wrong, but I let it happen. I bent forward at the waist, and spread my legs apart when she began spanking my inner thighs and said "Spread 'em". I had no idea what to expect, but at that moment, I think I was more turned on than ever before.

I closed my eyes, feeling much more sober now, and shivered in anticipation. Of what, I didn't know, but I believed at the time that I was ready for anything. I felt her hand back at my pussy; my wet dripping pussy and it wasn't dripping wet from urine anymore, it was wet from pure excitement. She rubbed her hand back and forth, squishing noisily through my labia lips, and drawing a hushed moan from deep in my throat.

"Pick up your soiled underwear slave." she ordered from behind me. I reached down with my left hand, but before I could grab them, she stopped me. "No. Pick them up with your mouth."

From my vantage point I could see that they were really soaked with my piss, and I balked at her order. "But they are soaked in pee." I said.

I felt the back of my hair being grabbed roughly and my head was yanked back, at the same time the fingers playing in my pussy suddenly pulled away and loud stinging slaps began to rain down on my ass cheeks. "That wasn't a request slave!" she shouted. " Now be a good slave and pick them up!"

I don't know why, but I did what she wanted. I had to get down on my knees to do it, and when I got down I could smell my piss in them. I tried to pick them up with my teeth at the very top by the waist elastic, but the way they had dropped to the floor left the wet crotch part sticking up. I thought that maybe I could flip them over with my chin or nose, but when Emma saw what I was trying to do, she shouted "Hurry up!" and pushed my face down into them.

As gross as it was to have my face pushed into my pissy panties, the effect that Emma's dominating attitude was having on me was hard to ignore. I was living out one of my most secret fantasies. The fact that it was a woman who was dominating me instead of a man seemed to add to the excitement for some reason. I think it was the taboo nature of it that really got to me.

I opened my mouth and clamped my lips down on the wet material, then waited for Emma to release me so I could pick them up. When I did, she made me stay on my hands and knees with my soiled underwear hanging from my mouth. The smell was really strong and even though I tried not to taste anything, the bitterness soon permeated my mouth.

I saw Emma's hand reach down underneath my mouth and tug the panties, so I opened up so she could take them, but instead, she started pushing them all the way into my mouth. I had thought the taste couldn't get any worse, but I was so wrong. The taste of piss exploded in my mouth and I gagged as I involuntarily swallowed.

I know what most of you are thinking right now, you're thinking 'why did you allow Emma to do that to you?', and to be honest, I was thinking that myself while I was kneeling there gagging on my own pissy underwear. I'm normally a strong, independant woman. Hell, I can manage the household every time my husband is away on business, and I'm not one to sit back and let someone walk all over me either. So why did I let Emma take over and order me to do those depraved things? Well, I'm a little ashamed to admit it, but I guess I was just caught up in the moment. It was exciting and erotic and what can I say, I guess I'm a bit of a slut on the inside.

So anyway, I managed to suppress my gag reflex and not puke all over the place, and Emma managed to stuff my entire panty in my mouth. I was whining like a sad puppy, but my pussy was dripping wet with excitement.

While I was kneeling there munching on my unmentionables, my peripheral vision caught sight of something dropping next to me where Emma was standing. I glanced over to see her skirt and torn thong on the floor at her feet. She kicked them aside, then dropped her top. A shiver went up my spine as I realized that she was standing next to me totally naked.