A New Neighbor

Stephanie snickered "As if..."

Patty straighten up, put her glass on the counter and with a smile said "Thank you for the wine, Stephanie, it was very nice to meet you." She turned around and walked herself back to the door.

Stephanie panicked, wondering what would happen to the video or the gossips in the neighborhood if this bitch decided to tell everyone what she saw.

"Wait," Stephanie called out.

Patty opened the door and without glancing back took a step outside.

"Wait... PLEASE," Stephanie said louder.

Patty broke her step and turned around. It was time to seal the deal. "Are you going to be a corporate bitch or a good girl?" she hissed.

Stephanie had been ready to chase her neighbor down the street if she had to, just to make sure that she was going to keep her mouth shut. Her options seemed very limited and Patty's abrupt decision to leave had shaken her up. She had no time to think and was behaving heretically. Being talked to as a child was not part of her daily routine, but it made the point bluntly.

"Er... a... a good girl," she replied looking at the floor.

Patty stepped back inside the house but left the door open.

"Tell me, Stephanie, when one of your employee displays poor behavior; do you punish them?"

"No... I mean, sometimes..." Her eyes were locked on the ground.

"Of course. Incentives and punishments... that's how the world works, isn't it?" After a pause, she added "Well, I insist on good behavior and... adjustment for bad behavior. I'm sure you understand."

"Er... Yes..." Stephanie did not want her to raise her voice with the door open.

"Of course you do. Because of your poor attitude, I'm going to have to punish you. Do you understand?"

"... Yes..." The hesitation made it sound as if she was asking a question rather than answering one, but Patty took it and ran with it.

"Come towards the dining-room table, please".

Stephanie's buzz had wore off in the last couple of minutes but her feet were moving forward with a mind of their own. As she got closer to the table, Patty finally closed the door and came to meet her, "Here, put your elbows on the table; very well... now spread your legs a little bit. Excellent."

Bent down, with her legs apart, Stephanie felt vulnerable. No one had every forced her into such a position before and yet, despite the swell of humiliation that coursed through her, she couldn't help but feeling some lusty apprehension as to what was happening to her. It seems as if for once, she could not negotiate or politic her way out of a situation.

Patty lifted her neighbor's dress from behind and rolled it up to reveal a glorious posterior. Stephanie wore a revealing brand of luxury underwear, not so thin that they were slutty, but displaying more than enough of her cheeks. She looked gorgeous.

It didn't take a genius to figure out that Stephanie was going to receive some type of corporal punishment but being exhibited had taken her by surprise. She'd immediately started to stand up but as she did, realized that she'd only worsen the situation. Her hands still on the table, she surrendered and bent back down.

"Good girl. You seem to be a natural..." Patty snickered. Is this a position you take with your husband?"

"No"

Patty playfully grazed her nails on Stephanie's cheeks, seeing the formation of goosebumps.

"My, my... he's never punished you before?," she added.

"He has not tried"

"I don't know why he doesn't; I can hear your breathing and see your body tensing for the past minute... You're not just expecting it... you seem to be wanting it," she said spooning her body against Stephanie's.

Fighting the urge to peel Stephanie's nickers and caress her body, Patty shifted her weight to the left and spanked her firmly on the right cheek. "Hmmmph..." Stephanie's shoulders moved forward with the momentum of the slap, somehow still surprised that Patty actually went through with her threat. The sting was immediate and yet she remained bent, docile.

She thought that the glasses of wine, the weeks without intimacy and the stress of the past few months at the office made her stay immobile. The more compliant she was, the faster this would be over with, she thought.

The slap on her ass had felt almost familiar; like something she'd gone though before and missed; although she couldn't remember another occasion. She'd never been spanked or tied-up before and for whatever reason, had never shared her desire with her husband or past boyfriends. Yet, there she was now, bent down, skirt up and immobile.

Patty understood what was happening immediately.

"Well, there you have it," Patty said... "This is what my corporate bitch yearns for."

The second slap resonated in the room. It was hard and Patty's hand was dry. Stephanie yelped quietly. And stood still again.

Patty decided to push her: "If you want more of this, you're going to have to learn to be thankful. I don't know how they do things in the corporate world, but here, we say "thank you" when someone gives you what you want."

And with that, she landed another swat.

"Hmmph... Thank you."

"Ma'am."

"Thank you, Ma'am"

What is happening to me?, Stephanie thought. This is insane, I'm being spanked by a neighbor that I've met 30 minutes ago. Before she could gather another thought, Patty laid her hand on her neighbor's cheeks as if to ready herself and started spanking from right to left. Steadily but not too hard. As she did, she spoke: "You know, that girl that used to come over here to get spanked..." WHACK! "She really got into it..." WHACK! "One day, she asked me to cane her. She kept saying more, more... and finally," WHACK! "I broke the cane on her ass. From that day on," WHACK! "I couldn't get rid of her... You never know," WHACK! "What's going to make people go wild..."

And on that note, she stopped and started to rub Stephanie's cheeks, who had turned a nice red hue, in order to dissipate the pain into a dull heat.

"Did we learn a lesson today on proper neighbor etiquette, corporate bitch?"

Stephanie was fighting back the tears, more because of the humiliation and being spanked like a child than the pain, and said "Yes... Yes, ma'am..."

"Excellent!," Patty said cheerfully. "I'm going to give you a way out," she added as she caressed her cheek and hooked Stephanie's underwear with her finger and pulled it to the side. Stephanie gasped and started standing up but Patty pressed a single finger between her shoulder blades, adding "tut, tut... a little late to be prude." Keeping her left hand on her back, she held her underwear to the side with her right thumb.

"Don't you want an out? If your little lady parts are dry, I'll leave and we'll just be awkwardly saying hello whenever we see each other. If they're not... oh my..." She had patted her lips and could feel her juices.

Stephanie knew she was drenched. Patty's hand felt like electricity running through her slit, she immediately arched her back, surprising herself in easing the access.

"Mmmm... there's my pet being a good slut. And so well groomed..." She kept rubbing her fingers against her lips and clit, free of hair.

As her neighbor started to heave, Patti said "Go ahead, ask me to burry my fingers inside your cunt."

Stephanie liked the dirty talk and demeaning words used to describe her pussy. "Mmmpph... Please Ma'am... Bu... Burry your fingers in my cunt...". It was as if the voice came from someone else and yet, there was no denying that she was leaking all over her neighbor's butch hands.

"Well that's very good. Sounds like Mrs. Corp can learn to behave and oh, here we go..." Two of her fingers slid inside almost too easily. Stephanie was hungry for human contact. Her lips opening to welcome the forceful entry.

She groaned as Patty's agile fingers pulled out, rubbed her clit, only to dig themselves inside her again.

Oh my... god...," she breathed out.

"What time does hubby get home tonight?"

"It's tue.. Tuesday... he'll be home at 7 pm... he... he's got basketball."

"Mmm... Pretty soon then. Maybe we'll let him see you like this when he comes in, uh?"

"Nnnngh... please, no... ma'am."

Pulling back her fingers, she circled her asshole.

"Has hubby been through this one?" And without waiting, she coated the hole with her pussy juices.

"Has he?" She asked again, slapping her ass once, as a reminder to answer promptly.

Stephanie's breath was shallow, she could barely contain herself: her body was being probed and used by someone of the same sex that she'd met the very same day. And yet, she was reacting in ways she could not have expected. Why did this make her so horny, why did the slaps on her ass make her want more of them?

"A... a couple of times, a long time ago."

Patty pushed her thumb inside Stephanie's ass. "Oh, but this has been used more than a couple of times, hasn't it? Nasty little pet... Do we play with it on our own?"

The belittling dirty talk was turning her on even if she was now embarrassed about her anus being called loose; she felt like a pervert who'd abused her own holes for pleasure.

With her thumb buried, Patty used her other fingers to maintain pressure on her pussy, shoving her digits inside and out, deeper each time.

"Well, do we?"

"Yes... yes Ma'am, I have," she answered heaving and babbling.

"Hey, is Ms. Corporate close to coming by chance?"

"I... I think so... mmmgh...

"Not yet, pet...," she said as she moved her hand back. "You'll come when I says so - and you've got to earn it first. Understood?"

"Yes... Yes... Ma'am..."

"When was the last time you sucked your husband's dick?"

"I don't know... a couple of months, I guess."

"Jeez... When was the last time you came from fucking him? " Patty went to rubbing her pet's clit again.

"Pro... probably a month ago..."

"Well, it's high time I put this relationship back on track: You're going to blow him when he gets home and you're going to ask him to come on your face." Her fingers were moving faster. "Because a dirty whore like you deserves cum on her face."

As the dirty talk increased, Stephanie spread her legs farther ever so slightly, hoping that Patty's fingers would go deeper.

"Yes, Yes... Ma'am..."

"And then you're going to send me a selfie of your face coated with cum so that I can make sure that my little slut did her job."

Stephanie's heart sank; she was getting turned on by the talk but wasn't sure she wanted to go through with it... Now she had to show that she did.

And with that, Patty reached into her pocket and asked her neighbor for her phone number, dialed it and waited until she heard the ring from the kitchen. "Now you've got my number."

Rather than putting the phone back in her pocket, Patty kept it out and held it with her left hand as if she was taking a selfie to capture the unfolding scene. She said, "6:45pm, it's almost time for your big show and you better get it done, pet," she added "Obey me, impress me and you'll be rewarded. Don't... and well... we don't have to worry about this: you're a natural."

Stephanie gasped and moaned.

"Yes, you are... You're loving this, aren't you? The corporate cunt finally treated as she deserved, uh?" She used the term parsimoniously at first; it gave it a larger impact when she used it.

Stephanie whimpered hearing it, immediately turned on more. "Oh, oh yes ma'am... yes..."

"Have you eaten pussy before?"

"No, no ma'am... Just... kissed a girl in college once"

"Oh I'm going to make sure my little slut gets to do a whole lot more than that. We have a pretty good idea of what she likes now, don't we?" And she slipped a third finger inside her vagina as her thumb still dug inside her asshole.

"Our little slut likes to be told what to do and is a bit of a pain slut... next time, maybe I'll spank you on the cunt."

"Oh.. OH... OH... can I come please. Please... can I come"

"Are you going blow your husband and send me the picture?"

"Mm... Yes, YES..."

"Call me Mistress and say you're my corporate slut."

"Oh... Mis.. Mistress... please, I'm your corporate slut and I'll be a good girl... can I come... Please..."

"Mmm... I'm sure that feels just as good to say as it sounds... go ahead, slut, come on my hand."

And with that permission, Stephanie pushed herself down against Patty's hand, forcing her fingers to penetrate her deeper.

Within seconds, she wailed as her body shuddered uncontrollably under the violence of the orgasm, her eyes rolling back. Patty had stopped moving her hand back and forth; she was now only pressing forward, stretching Stephanie's womb. "There... There you go..." She said, huffing as her wrist and forearm were getting sore.

She slowly removed her fingers, slick with juices and patted her neighbor's pussy, as you would a dog after they'd done a good job. Stephanie was so sensitive following the orgasm that she moaned again.

"Easy there, my pet... What do you say for that great orgasm?"

"Thank... thank you... Ma'am..."

She was exhausted and was trying to hide her face in her arms, catching her breath. Within seconds, however, she felt Patty's body pressed against her back and her fingers snaking under her elbows to press against her mouth. she opened her lips and raised her head at the same time, obediently suckling on her own juice and shrieked as she saw her neighbor's left hand holding a phone and recording her actions.

"A guarantee for my corporate bitch. Finish licking," she added as she shoved her thumb back into her mouth.

"God, that's the thumb that was in my ass", Stephanie thought in disgust. Yet she polished that thumb as best she could, finding her own motivation with each passing minute.

"Good work," patty said, moving back. She looked at her neighbor's body, laid on the dining table, breasts pressed against the wood as her underwear were pulled to the side and couldn't help but smiled as she snapped a couple of final pictures. "You did very well", she added, patting her butt. "Give my best to the husband. I'll look forward to the picture. You have until 7:30pm.

"But...what if he's late?"

"Hope that he ain't, hun. Ta-ta."

Patti steeped outside and silently prayed to the goddesses of dominating lesbians. She felt high from the experience, hardly able to contain her excitement or believe her luck. "What were the chances?" she thought. Catching her masturbating, able to parlay that into a session, discovering that she was a natural sub and finally getting another video... Unreal.

Stephanie was left panting against the table, her pussy still pulsing from the orgasm, wondering how she'd been able to get so much pleasure out of getting physically and mentally dominated. This was the polar opposite of her behavior during the day...

She rose slowly and stood up straight, unrolling her skirt as she immediately thought of her appearance and was fearful of getting caught by her as he was to walk through the door any minute.

Her brains were in a frenzy, imagining a cumshot one second, followed by thoughts of sending Patty a text telling her to shove it. As a matter of fact, she'd be crazy to send another picture of herself being used as a slut! Although could it do any more damage than what her neighbor already had on her? And this bitch knew the entire neighborhood too! None of this would have happened if she hadn't masturbated without curtains - dammit, this was his fault! She told him to get curtains ten times or more!

"OK, this is not helping," she thought, trying to control her breathing and get her focus back.

She removed her underwear and threw it in the dirty bin in the bathroom. Grabbing some toilet paper, she dabbed her pussy to dry it out, wondering what the hell was going on that she was still leaking.

The car alarm being armed woke her from her thoughts as she soon heard her husband jiggle the keys to open the door. She looked at the clock and it was 7:13.

She almost didn't know how to approach this: their sex life had become a week-end routine, and lately had gone on a dry spell for weeks at a time.

"Hey hon'," he stated nonchalantly as he headed to the bathroom and took off his shirt, getting ready for a shower. He was surprised as she followed him in and said "Hi" with a big smile. "How was your game?"

"Meh... We lost, but it was close. I'll be out in 10 and we can eat," he said, expecting her to leave.

Deciding that boldness was the fastest strategy, she gave him a naughty look and scooted right next to him, kissing his shoulder.

"It's been a while that we haven't... you know... How about I make it up to you?" She smiled again.

"I'm all sweaty, babe, let me shower first."

"Mmm... I don't think I can wait" and she squeezed her hand in his gym shorts, grabbing his flaccid penis.

"What's gotten into you?" He asked, pleasantly surprised.

"Hopefully this will," she answered as she squeezed his cock.

Without waiting for his rebute, she pulled his shorts down and knelt in front of him.

She guessed it must have been almost twenty minutes past at this point as she hurriedly swallowed the head of his penis whole. To lure him further, she undid the top two buttons of her shirt and pulled her skirt up to her thighs.

She immediately felt him grow inside her mouth and moaned to show her appreciation.

Spreading her knees wider, she could feel the excitement rise up from inside her again - why was she drenched again? She should be ashamed of her actions from earlier, but instead, she could feel her pussy getting warm and sleek.

Jerking his cock with her right hand, her left moved under her skirt to put pressure on her clit. This made her whine harder, wanting the back and forth inside her mouth to go deeper.

Albert didn't know what was happening with his wife. She'd taken him in her mouth regularly but he'd never seen her enjoy it as much as she did now. He did not know that he'd be able to last much longer and put his hand on the top of her head as a warning signal.

She could smell the musk of sweat from his workout. Taking the head out of her mouth, she licked the frenulum slowly, enjoying the taste of pre-cum. She knew this was his favorite move and she'd even been able to get him to come once before just by massaging this area. With small jerking movements from her hand, she kept her tongue rolling up and down the side of his head.

Albert was getting close to coming. He expected his wife to point his dick towards her breasts as soon as he'd let her know.

Stephanie had buried a finger inside her own pussy; it went in very easily on account of her juices. She alternated between pinching her clitoris and shoving a finger inside herself.

Jerking him harder, she looked up and said "I want you to come on my face, honey."

"Really," he exclaimed, unable to control his surprise .

"Mmm... Yes, baby... Come on my face please..."

And as her tongue went back to rubbing the head of his cock, he started grunting. Within seconds, a thick string of cum landed on her hair followed by several more coating her face. Despite being prepared for it, she reacted with surprise when the first strand landed on her forehead. She got lucky and did not get any in her eyes, although she could feel the warm liquid across her face.

Her husband started giggling as she put his penis back in her mouth - typical post-orgasm reaction as his dick was now ultra sensitive. Unable to refrain, he asked "What's gotten into you?"

"Oh don't act like you care - you're just happy about the result," she replied with a smile. "Get cleaned up, then we'll eat."

"What about you?"

"Well, I'm going to get cleaned up too, I just have to go get the wipes from the kitchen," she added, closing the door to the bathroom carefully, and rushing to her phone, hoping that no cum would make it into her eyes.