Oct 052011
 

Crystal was bored. She was also horny but her dominant boyfriend, Robert, was away for the weekend. There would be no spankings, no bondage and no fucking until he got back from his trip on Monday.

She looked at the white board with his instructions. Robert had a picture of her naked, posted on the board. He had written instructions over various parts of her nude brown body. He wanted her to wear nipple clamps on her black nipples for half an hour a day. He wanted her no underwear over her full bush of pubic hair. He wanted her to wear red lipstick and suck on a dildo for an hour every day. She was allowed no orgasms.

Crystal shook her head. She was wearing a pair of shorts over her very plain white panties. Instead of walking around topless all day, she choose to wear her rather ugly blue bra that was very comfortable. Instead of going without sex, Crystal had already brought herself to orgasm in the shower this morning.

It wasn’t that Crystal was a bad submissive. Okay, she admitted to herself, maybe she was. She loved sucking on Robert’s white cock while he spanked her. She loved it when he humiliated her while slapping her heavy breasts. She would do almost anything for him and pretty much had, but she liked doing things for him when he was there to appreciate it. She didn’t get that delicious hungry thrill in her pussy when she submitted to him without him there.

There was a knock at the door. Crystal smiled. See? This is why it isn’t practical to be naked all weekend; she still had to answer the door.

Outside was a man that Crystal had never seen before. He was a white guy with dark hair and he looked like he just came from the gym. Wiry muscles peeked out from his tank top and cords of muscles wrapped around his legs. The most curious thing about him was his eyes. They had the same coldness in them that Robert’s eyes did.

“My name is Tom,” he said. “Robert wants you to listen to this.”

He handed a cell phone to Crystal. There was a voicemail and it was from Robert’s phone.

“Tom, its Robert. Look, I’m going to be out of town this weekend and I would appreciate it if you would check in on my sub this weekend. Crystal is a good girl but she never follows instructions. Could you check on her? My instructions are on the board. If she disobeyed, punish her as you wish. Also, use her as you wish. The horny slut needs to be fucked often. Thanks.”

Crystal’s heart pounded in her chest. Her stomach felt like it was going to collapse in on itself. She was also wet as hell.

“Come on in,” she said.

Terror gripped her as he walked in. She had an urge to run and hide the white board. Her hands went to unclasp her bra but she hesitated. Stripping now would be like an admission of guilt. Besides, was she really going to let this stranger fuck her just because Robert gave her to him?

Tom read the board in silence. He shook his head once and looked at her. His eyes promised correction and punishment.

Oh yes. Crystal knew right then that she would let Tom do whatever the fuck he pleased.

“Is this the proper clothes that Robert instructed?” Tom asked.

“No, sir,” Crystal said.

“Take off your bra, now,” Tom said.

Crystal did as he asked. There was a quick and fast way and then there was the way that Crystal was doing it. She put her hands behind her back and arched her breasts forward. She took her time as her fingers undid the clasp. When the clasp was free, she held the cups to her breasts while she unslung the straps. Only at the last moment did she reveal her nipples as she let the bra drop to the floor.

Tom didn’t complain about how long she took. Men never did. It gave them time to appreciate her large breasts and the rich brown tones of her skin. It allowed men to speculate on the color of her nipples before she revealed that they were a dark brown that was almost black with large aureoles that you would have to use a saucer to cover them with.

Crystal gloated a little as Tom’s drank in her magnificent breasts. She knew he was smitten. His punishments would not be as harsh as she deserved.

The gloating feeling faded as Tom walked up to her. His eyes were not of admiration. All he saw was tools for his cruelty.

His hand went to her right breast. Expert fingers pinched the hard nipple. With a minimal effort, he twisted.

“Ow!” Crystal cried out. She made no move to stop him.

“Have you clamped your nipples today as you were instructed?” Tom asked.

“Yes!” Crystal lied.

His fingers twisted tighter. Her breast came to live with tendrils of pain shooting through her. She also noticed that her cunt was so damn wet.

“No, no, I haven’t!” she shouted.

He released her nipple. The tension disappeared but her nipple ached with lingering pain. As she let out a sigh of relief, the first slap landed on her breast.

WHAM! Tom had slapped the top of her left breast, creating an unequal match to the precise pain on her right nipple.

“This is for disobeying your instruction,” Tom said. Disdain dripped from each word. “A sub who can’t obey instructions is just a slut who plays at being kinky.”

Crystal’s cheeks burned at the insult. Before she could respond, Tom had slapped the underside of her right breast. The unexpected angle of the slap stole her breathe away as she processed the new pain.

“If you were my sub,” Tom said as he kept slapping her breasts, “I would have thrown you out of my apartment just as you are. Topless, you could knock at my door all day and I wouldn’t let you back in. You would have to drive home, or walk if you didn’t bring your car. It wouldn’t matter to me. A disobedient slut is not my concern.”

As he berated her, his hand kept slapping. He would strike the underside of one breast and then the top of the other. He alternated between her breasts, covering them with slaps from top to bottom. The force of her slaps would lift her breasts when he wasn’t flattening them.

Crystal gritted her teeth and took it. Her breasts became hyper sensitive with every slap. The size of her breasts became a detriment as they transformed into sensitized flesh for her discomfort.

“In fact,” Robert said between slaps. “Maybe I should kick you out right now. Robert is too good for you. You obviously don’t respect him. What do you think, should I throw you out of his place?”

“No, OUCH, sir!” Crystal cried. Her voice broke as he slapped her between words. I will follow each and every instruction, I swear! “

The slapping stopped. Tom looked unconvinced of her sincerity.

“Take off your offending clothes,” he said.

Crystal didn’t put on a show this time. She unzipped her shorts and let them drop. She had to pull her panties down, which forced her tender breasts to swing downward. She cried out as the tender flesh collided with each other but she pulled her panties off as fast as possible. She stood back up and put her hands behind her back. Crystal also parted her legs just like Robert had taught her.

“It looks like you learned something from Robert,” Tom said. He reached between her thighs. His fingers pushed through the bush of hair and against her sex. The wet lips opened easily for his fingers.

“Oh shit,” Crystal gasped.

“And you are just as horny as Robert said you would be,” Tom said. “I take it that you ignored his instruction and masturbated?”

Crystal licked her lips and made a decision. “Yes, I did. This morning, sir.”

“I see,” Tom said. “Go put on the lipstick that you are supposed to wear and come back here.”

“Yes, sir!” Crystal snapped. He didn’t slap her for admitting her guilt. For a brief moment, she regretted telling the truth. As she quickly walked to the bathroom, her bouncing breasts reminded her of how painful punishment could be. No, she was going to be good for at least a little while.

The bathroom mirror reflected her punishment back at her. The red hand prints on her dark breasts glowed in the soft light. She was so taken by the sight of her new marks that she almost forgot why she was here. Crystal took her red lipstick and went to work applying it to her lips.

She smiled as the red gloss covered her lips. Tom no doubt was going to make her obey Robert’s instructions but Crystal had a feeling that she wouldn’t be sucking on a dildo. Tom had permission to use her and Crystal knew that no man could resist her full lips. Her cunt tingled at the thought of sucking his cock.

Crystal returned to the living room and tried her best not to prance in. She had her hands behind her back and even kept her head down. Outside, she was the picture of a submissive woman. Inside, she was hungry at the thought of sucking cock.

“Go the dinner table,” Tom said.

A pink dildo waited for her on the table. It was the one with the wide base and he had set it to stand up on the table. Crystal realized that Tom must know where Robert keeps the sex toys. She wondered what else Tom knew about her.

“You have an hour to make up,” Tom said. “Bend over at the waist and stuck the dildo on the table.”

Crystal puckered her lips. “Wouldn’t you rather I suck your cock instead?”

Tom pulled off his belt. Crystal’s mouth watered until he snapped the belt in his hand.

“Do I have to whip your ass before I throw it outside?” he asked.

“Fuck,” Crystal said to herself. She hurried to the table and bent over it. The fact that her round brown ass was exposed for his belt never left her mind for a moment. She opened her lips and took the dildo into her mouth. Just to make sure that he knew what he was missing, Crystal relaxed her throat and took all of the dildo into her mouth.

As she went down, her tender breasts pressed against the table. She winced as her breasts flattened against the table. All the slaps came back to life as the table touched her sensitive flesh.

She couldn’t see his reaction. The sound of a zipper being pulled down made her moan. Crystal wiggled her hips back and forth as she continued sucking the dildo. She heard him take off his pants and she knew she had him. Tom couldn’t resist her.

A hand pushed between her thighs. Still bent over, she parted her legs. Tom’s fingers pushed against her bush of pubic hair and into her sex. Crystal moaned as one, then two and finally three fingers entered her.

The fingers thrusted inside her. Crystal choked on the dildo but she kept sucking. If he was going to finger fuck her while she sucked, well, Crystal was okay with that.

The fingers moved away. Crystal whined as much as the dildo in her mouth would let her. A minute later, the fingers returned. She trembled as the fingers thrust inside her, once, twice, three times before pulling away.

“Now I’m ready,” Tom said. “Put your thighs together, tight.”

Crystal did as he asked. She also kept sucking the dildo on the table. Spit was flowing down the dildo as she sucked.

With her thighs tight together, Crystal felt something push between her legs, right below her sex. It was a cock. It was slick and Crystal understood that he had coated himself with her own juices.

“Keep your legs together, slut,” Tom said. He began to fuck.

Crystal whimpered. In and out his cock slid between her thighs just a few inches away from her pussy. One minor adjustment and he would be in her. A small tilt of her hips and she could be riding his cock.

For one brief moment, she thought about doing it. The pain in her breasts stopped her. She had no wish to feel his belt or anything else he would inflict on her.

He fucked her thighs. Every thrust made her struggle with her balance. Her poor breasts bounced against the table and Crystal had to work to keep suycking the dildo. Hands on her hips, he fucked her with a passion that made Crystal drip with desire. The fact that her desire was dripping down her thighs and onto the cock that was denied her only heightened her need.

She wanted to beg for his cock but she had her orders. Crystal had no doubt that if she stopped sucking, terrible things would happen. It was awkward as hell to stay bent over, sucking a dildo while a man fucked her thighs, but Crystal had no choice. No matter how wet and horny she was, she knew that she had to obey.

Still, she was awfully wet. Tom was fucking her faster now. His cock was coated in her own juices. She needed that cock.

Temptation warred within her. A shift of her hips and he would be inside her. Or she could reach between her legs and stroke herself. It wouldn’t take her long to come, she knew it.

What held her back was Robert. She didn’t want to imagine how he would react when Tom told her that she had disobeyed. Crystal didn’t want to compound it by adding new sins. Robert would punish her. He might even break up with her. Worse of all, he would be disappointed with her.

Crystal kept her hands where the belonged. She kept sucking on the dildo as Tom fucked her thighs.

He came. She felt the spurt of seed spray along her thigh and then onto the carpet. There was none for her.

“Keep sucking until your hour is up,” he said. She heard him putting his clothes back on. “Do the rest of your tasks as well. I may come back tonight, or tomorrow. Either way, I may fuck you if you have done your tasks as instructed.”

Crystal whimpered at the thought of a fucking. She felt his seed dripping down her dark thighs. She had never been used in such an unsatisfying manner before.

The door opened and closed. Tom was gone.

Crystal had a choice. She could stand up and stop sucking the dildo. She could jam that dildo into herself in climax in less than a minute. She could put some damn clothes back on and put some aloe on her tits. Tom might not even be back tonight.

Crystal kept sucking the dildo. He might not be back tonight, or he might. Either way, Crystal wanted to be fucked. She would play by the rules.

At least for now.

  8 Responses to “Fiction: Pussy-sitting”

  1. I have found that being a ‘good-girl’ is so much more rewarding than disobedience!

  2. Musns – I am always amused by how little patience I have for bad girls, but yet I find them so much more interesting to write.

  3. I do agree with her on one thing. Having the “slave do” list while they are gone… not really that exciting. Surprise visits would be one thing, or being punished after for not doing them, also fun.

    A friend (who does therapy for BDSM couples) once told me, “I’d love to have a submissive come and clean my house. The problem is, they need you to watch over them to make them clean.” (paragraphs) :)

    But, a damn hot story. Yummy.

  4. Profoundly hot – and so very unsatifying!

    xx Dee

  5. t’Sade- I think to-do lists are one of those Great Myths of BDSM. It never works out as planned.

    Dee- Thanks :)

  6. I’m not into bratty girls but they do make for awesome stories.

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  8. Emily- My tolerance for real life bratty girls is somewhere around 20 seconds. Unless I am married to them apparently.

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