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

[hirarandi]

My mind went blank as I was thinking about how silly she was being. She was talking like a frigging judge or something, and it struck me as funny, so I thought that a funny comeback was appropriate. Unfortunately I couldn't think of a funny comeback, so I just said "Ahh, no" The words had barely passed my lips when Emma hauled off and smacked my ass. "OWW" I squealed, more from the surprise than from actual pain.

"Count them off, out loud." Emma ordered, and I blurted out "One." with a whine.

She laid her hand on my ass and said "No, it's 'one mistress' and I want you to thank me after each spank. After all, it's for your own good." While her hand was on my ass, she was slowly caressing me.

"Now, we start over at one." She said and another stinging slap hit me.

"AHH One mistress, thank you." I blurted, then another quick slap and another "Ahh two mistress, thank you." and another and another and so on. Each time she spanked me I yelled a little bit louder and quickly shouted out the number and then thanked her. By the time she reached ten, I was squirming and my ass felt hot. When she reached twenty, I had tears running down my face and my voice was cracking. Finally, the final blow landed and I mumbled what I was supposed to.

Before I could get off the overstuffed arm of the sofa, I felt Emma slide her hand down the crack of my ass and into my pussy. To say I was wet down there would be an understatement, and I felt her fingers slide effortlessly into me.

"Such a wet little slut you are slave. This naughty pussy of yours is just dripping. Do you like getting your ass spanked? Only horny sluts like to have their asses spanked. You must be a horny slut." Emma seemed to know exactly what to say to push my buttons and turn me on. I couldn't believe that a woman was getting me this horny. I'm not a lesbian, but I didn't remember the last time I was this horny.

I needed to cum, and at that moment, I wasn't above begging for it. "Please Emma, I need..." I never got the next word out because she slapped my ass again.

"You call me mistress." She ordered.

I probably should have been angry with her for being so presumptuous, but I guess that I had told her that I got off on this stuff, and I wanted to continue. "Please mistress, I want...I need to..." I wanted to say that I needed to cum. I mean I was so horny that I thought I was going to go crazy if I didn't cum, but it was hard for me to say it.

"You want what? You need what?"

I was trembling with my need. "Please, let me cum." I finally said.

"Stand up." Emma ordered.

I stood up and rubbed my sore ass.

"Take off your top. I want to see your whole body."

I took off my top and bra and stood naked in front of my new next door neighbor.

"You want to cum?" She asked me.

"Yes" I whined. I could feel a drop of my juices slowly meandering its way down the inside of my thigh. It itched like a bitch so I moved my hand to wipe at it and she yelled at me.

"Keep your fucking hands away from that dirty pussy or I'll hogtie you and leave you like that all fucking night."

My hands dropped back to my sides, but I clamped my legs together tightly to stop the irritating feeling.

"If you want to cum, you'll have to pledge your allegiance to me. You'll have to agree to be my personal sex slave. You'll have to agree to call me mistress. Agree to these demands, and I'll give you the best orgasm that you have ever had."

Well she sure had a lot of nerve. I mean this was my house, and all I had to do was kick her out, lock the door, and masturbate my way to a blockbuster orgasm. "I agree mistress." I replied, my knees shaking from nerves. Then I realize that I won't be able to do what she wants, I'm a married woman after all. So I try to reason with her "But when my husband comes home, I can't."

"Ah yes, you are married aren't you. Well, in that case, you'll have to be very careful. Tell me slave, what do you think your husband would do if he found out what you were doing right now? Would he be angry with you, or would he be turned on?"

I thought about it for a few seconds, wondering exactly what Dave would do. He was a man after all, and like all men he had fantasies, so maybe he would be angry at first but then when he thought about it, he would be turned on enough to... to what? Allow us to continue? Ask to join us for a threesome? Somehow I didn't think so. I knew Dave well enough to know that he wouldn't get over it. Some guys might, but not Dave, he was too straitlaced to allow it.

I looked Emma in the eye and said "I think he would leave me, probably file for divorce and leave me destitute. He loves me, but I don't think he could forgive me if he found out."

"We'll have to make sure that he doesn't find out then. You can keep a secret can't you?"

"I...I don't know...I guess so." I haltingly answered. In truth, I was a terrible liar and keeping a secret was not my strong suit, but my marriage depended on it, so I would do it.

"Good...So, you want to cum then, right?"

"Yes mistress."

"Sit down and spread your legs."

I gingerly sat down, wincing in pain and moaning. Emma walked seductively toward me and ended with one foot on the sofa between my legs, her knee in front of my face..

"If you want me to allow you to cum, you must beg for it." She said.

I swallowed hard, my eyes following her thigh and landing on her pussy. The rest of the conversation was like stroke book 101. "Please mistress, will you help me cum?"