Bambi's Separate Worlds Ch. 05

"So much, Mistress," Courtney said while still trying to catch her breath, "can we do it again soon?"

I couldn't help but laugh at her exuberance.

"If you let me perform one small little chore, I'll come right back to you, and we'll head up to our suite." Smiling at her, I leaned in and kissed her softly and then said, "But I have to warn you. You're not likely to come out of that room the same person that went in."

Courtney let out a short laugh and said, "Too late, I'm already a different person."

I leaned, kissing her again, and then said, "Grab our things and head to the bar and order us both another round. I'll meet you there in just a minute."

She looked at me with suspicion in her eyes, but said, "Okay."

Not wanting her to worry, I said, "I believe in being honest with people, Courtney. When I told Rachel that I would be seeing you tonight, she gave me two directives. One, I had to deliver these to her," I said, holding up Courtney's panties.

"Two, I was instructed to get you off at the table and then bring her my fingers so she could be the first woman to taste your cum."

Courtney blushed. "You mean...?"

I smiled at her and said, "Yep, she's going to suck your cum off my fingers. She's here somewhere in the bar with our friends Olivia and Cherry and your sorority sister Katrina."

"Katrina?" Courtney asked, an odd tone to her voice. "What are they doing with Katrina?"

Smiling, I said, "At some point tonight, I assume they'll be having sex with her. But for right now, they're just having drinks."

I stepped away from the table as Courtney made her way up to the bar. I searched the dance floor and spotted Cherry grinding up against a pretty blonde who I assumed was Katrina. I really hadn't gotten that good a look at her earlier in the day. Neither Olivia nor Rachel were out on the dance floor, so I circled the perimeter until I spotted the pair sitting in a booth with drinks in hand. Rachel saw me approaching and smiled while saying something to Olivia. The hot assistant principal turned to me with a smile just as I made it to their table.

"From that shit-eating grin on your face, I'd say you were successful with your seduction," Olivia deduced.

Sliding into the booth next to my girlfriend and handing Rachel the wadded up pair of Courtney's panties, I looked across the table at Olivia and said, "Yes, Mistress Olivia. I was very much successful."

Turning back to Rachel, I offered up the three digits I had used to bring Courtney to her climax. When Rachel opened her mouth, I slid two of my fingers inside and watched as her lips closed around them. Her eyes closed, and I felt her tongue swirl around my digits as she slathered up the goodness that Courtney's pussy had deposited there.

I heard Olivia say, "You know, it's kind of rude that you didn't bring enough for everyone at the table."

"There's not a better taste in the world to a domme than virgin lesbian cum," Rachel said when she finally released her hold on my fingers.

Offering my ring finger across the table, I said, "Not one to be rude, I brought you a snack as well."

"Well, aren't you the sweet one," Olivia said she grasped my hand, pulling my finger into her awaiting mouth. Her eyes rolled back in her head, and she released a groan of satisfaction.

Looking back at Rachel, I said, "She's waiting for me at the bar. We're headed up to the room so I can have the privacy to get her to fully submit."

"Need any help?" Rachel asked.

"I'm not sure that would be a good idea right off the bat. Give me a couple of hours, and I think Courtney well be more than accepting of a few more mouths, pussies, and fingers to enjoy."

Rachel leaned in and kissed me. "Okay, Bambi. I trust your judgment."

"I love you, Mistress," I told her.

Rachel kissed me softly and said, "Love you too, Bambi."

I found Courtney standing at the bar with both our purses and two drinks. I took my bag and drink, and then placing my arm around her waist said, "Come on, beautiful. Let's go start a night you're never going to forget."

We could barely keep our hands and mouths off each other during the ride up in the elevator, which seemed highly entertaining to the gentleman we rode up with. I did manage to get the door closed to the suite before I had her pinned to the wall. I was eager to finally get to play with her big breasts and enjoy my first taste of her pussy.

"Strip naked here, pet. You can fold your things and set them on the entry table. Then come to me in the central part of the suite when you're entirely undressed, undergarments, and all."

I left Courtney to her task and made my way into the main living area, where I sat back on the couch. Reaching over on the coffee table, I picked up two of the items I'd left lying there before heading down to meet Courtney earlier. It was my old slut collar and the leash that went with it. I raised my skirt and waited with those two in my hand as I began to run a finger through my rapidly moistening slit.

When Courtney rounded the corner, I held up my hand and said, "Stop."

She froze in place as I stood and made my way over to her. I took her hand and carefully examined her body. Her breasts were quite large, at least a thirty-six D, but despite her age had very little if any sag to them. Her not having kids likely had played a significant role in that. Her hips were wide and her ass round and supple looking. Her large breasts and wide hips gave her the prototypical hourglass shape of most pin-up models of the fifties and sixties. I couldn't help but feel a bit melancholy when the term "sex on a stick" popped into my head. It would have been the precise terminology my late husband Robert would have used to describe Courtney.

Courtney seemed to develop a look of insecurity on her face in the time it took me to take in her body.

"Baby, your body is absolutely scrumptious," I told her, partially to relieve her of the stress she was feeling, but mostly because it was true.

"Do you really mean that?" Courtney asked me. Her lack of confidence showing through.

"Somebody has really done a number on your self-esteem, girl. Your body is amazingly hot, and I've been dying to have you just like this since I first laid eyes on you at the pool. You are beautiful and sexy. Any woman would be fortunate to have you," I informed her.

Holding up the collar, I said, "For the rest of the night, you will wear this as my submissive, making me your Mistress. I don't take on the domme role often, so you should feel flattered. I'm usually much more content as a submissive."

I placed the collar around Courtney's neck, closing the clasp and slipping the tiny lock in place. I'd made sure earlier that I had the key, so there was no hesitation in my part about closing the hasp.

A shiver seemed to run through Courtney as I attached the leash in place. "I guess the choice was taken out of your hands this time," she said.

Leading her behind me on the leash, I said, "What do you mean, pet?"

"Just with Rachel telling you that you had to seduce me," Courtney explained.

Sitting down on the couch. I pulled down on Courtney's leash and said, "Kneel at my feet."

When she had complied with my order, I said, "Rachel told me that you needed to be seduced, but she didn't tell me you needed to be dominated. That was solely my choice. I could see the submissive in you when we talked. No, I'm doing this because I want to, and not because I was told to."

That seemed to please Courtney as she settled back on her haunches.

Pulling my skirt back up and opening my legs. I slid two fingers between my cleft and began to work them back and forth. Courtney flushed as she watched my wanton act but otherwise said nothing.

"Have you ever fantasized about licking a girls pussy, Courtney?"

She stared hypnotically between my legs and nodded her head gently. In a voice just above a whisper, Courtney said, "Yes, Mistress."

I slid the two fingers up and down my slit, making sure that Courtney was paying attention. Seeing her eyes locked on my wandering digits, I slipped them into my wet cunt, not holding back the moan of pleasure it brought me.

"Does my pussy excite you, pet?" I asked the virgin submissive.

"Yes...yes, Mistress," Courtney said with a groan. My little show was getting to her. I had no doubt she was reaching the point of no return.

Pulling on her leash, I drew her face in close enough to my cunt that my arousal's fragrance would inundate her sinus cavities, coating them with my essence. I watched her nostrils flare, and her eyes darken as she watched my fingers stroke my opening. Beating out an erratic beat, like a teletype operator tapping out morse code. I watched as Courtney's tongue parted her lips, dragging across and moistening them in anticipation of the first taste of the rest of her life.

"What is it that you want, pet?" I demanded to know.

Her eyes never leaving the display of finger dexterity I was putting on for her, Courtney said, "I want...I want to taste you, Mistress."

Withdrawing my fingers and dragging them through my slit and up to my clit. I folded back the hood, exposing my little pearl and tapped my index finger against it.

"What part of me, Courtney? Be specific."

"I want to taste your pussy, Mistress," Courtney said breathlessly.

I brought my fingers to her mouth and dragged them across her moist lips. Her tongue instantly snaked out to sample the coating of my own personal honey that I'd blessed her with, drawing a moan as the hint of flavor teased her taste buds.

"It's time, Courtney. It's time to stop denying what you've always known about who you really are. It's time to find your joy, happiness, and fulfillment. Are you ready, pet?"

"Yes, Mistress," the virgin submissive eagerly replied.

I smiled down at her knowing that mine would always be the cunt she thought of when she remembered her first time. Pulling her leash and drawing her in the rest of the way, I said, "Then be a good slut and suck my pussy."

There was no hesitation on Courtney's part. No shyness or timidity. An Olympic swimmer had never attacked wetness with such certainty. She instantly groaned as my honey flooded her mouth, her tongue slithering up through my wet folds as it explored its long-desired target.

Jolts of delight flowed through my center, my too long denied arousal, at last, being addressed. I ran my fingers through Courtney's hair as her tongue began to circle my clit with teasing, light flickering strokes. Using my free hand, I grasped my left nipple, twining it back and forth, adding to the amalgamation of pleasurable sensual overload rapidly threatening to bring my climax to fruition.

"Such a good girl, slut," I offered Courtney praise as she sucked at my labia, slowly working her way up and down my slit. "That feels nice, pet. If you keep that up, you're going to get to taste my girl-cum, would you like that?"

Courtney moaned what seemed to be her approval of my question as she buried her tongue into my opening.

"Fuck yes, Courtney. Fuck my hole with your tongue," I instructed my curvy pet. "Rub my clit with your fingers."

My curvy little submissive eagerly complied with my order without hesitation. The thumb and forefinger of Courtney's right hand pulled back the hood surrounding my clit as her left thumb found my love button. She began to stroke at it, rubbing it in tiny circles as her tongue continued to scour the walls of my cunts vestibule.

"Such a good slut," I cried out, my hips thrusting forward to meet her zealous tongue. "I'm so close to cumming on that sexy face of yours."

My zeal at her efforts inspiring Courtney further, her lips closed around my opening as she began to literally slurp away at the juices pouring forth from my wet confines.

The beautiful image before me pushed my arousal to its peak. Courtney was a woman finally freed from the shackles, bindings, and expectations that the world had placed on her. Just knowing that I had played a crucial role in freeing her was enough to push me over the edge. My release coursed through me, radiating waves of deliciousness throughout my core. My thighs clamped down against Courtney's head as my ankles locked behind her back, pulling her in tighter against me.

"Cumming so hard...fuck, fuck...yesssss," I cried out, my neck arching as I rode out my climax. I reached down and grabbed Courtney's hand, my little nub becoming too sensitive to the touch. But that didn't stop her tongue and lips as they continued to seek out and lap away at the juices leaking from within me.

When the waves of pleasure had finally receded, I looked down to find Courtney staring back up at me as she licked at the juices coating my thighs, longing still evident in her eyes.

"My what an enthusiastic little pussy licker you turned out to be. Are you sure that was your first time doing that?" I asked her in a teasing manner.

Courtney placed a gentle kiss on the inner portion of my right thigh and said, "Yes, Mistress, though I've imagined myself doing it hundreds of times."

"Come here," I said while pulling at her leash and drawing her up on the couch with me. Grabbing her hips, I pulled her naked body onto my lap, her hands going to my shoulders for support. The demure smile on her face as she stared back into my eyes was an endearing sight. Too long, this beautiful woman had gone without being appreciated the way she adequately deserved. I intended for the rest of our time together to be solely about her.

Sliding a hand behind her neck, I drew her lips towards mine, kissing them softly and tasting my own feminine dew that coated their surface. Courtney didn't hesitate when I slipped my tongue into her mouth, merely moaning deeply as my oral appendage caressed hers.

I grasped a breast, feeling her erect nipple crushed against my palm. Courtney writhed against my lap, her need reaching desperate proportions.

"You ready to cum for me again, slut?" I asked as I groped her breast roughly, drawing a protracted groan from deep within her.

"Yes, Mistress," Courtney's lips cooed against my mouth. "Please, I don't think I've ever needed to cum more in my life."

Pushing her away, I pointed to the arm of the couch and said, "I want you on all fours leaning against that end of the sofa with that sweet, round ass of yours pointing back towards me."

Courtney wasted no time complying with my order, her submission ostensibly complete. She reminded me so much of myself when Rachel and first taken possession of me as her pet. I couldn't help but worry about what would become of her once her vacation was over.

Rising up on my knees and sliding in behind her, I wrapped my left arm around her waist and let my fingers come to rest against the hood of her clit. The sudden stimulation sent a shiver through my curvy pet that even I could feel.

"A little sensitive down there?" I asked as I leaned forward to whisper in her ear.

"Yes, Mistress," she groaned, her hips sliding forward, trying to draw more friction from my fingers against her needy bud.

I withdrew my digits and brought my hand down against her meaty asscheek with a resounding smack causing Courtney to jump and cry out.

"Patience, pet," I warned her, "I know that slutty little cunt of yours is in need. But you can't be demanding with those hips. You have to wait until your Mistress is ready to give you that sweet little orgasm you want so much."

"Yes, Mistress," Courtney said with just a hint of whine to her voice. Though I couldn't see her face, I could almost imagine her bottom lip pooched out in a pout.

I rubbed the cheek I'd slapped and said, "Oh, Courtney, you should see the lovely red handprint I left on your supple ass. I'd love to turn both of them a nice dark shade of red, maybe later, though."

With that, I leaned down and kissed the cheek I'd struck as I began to once again lightly stroke around the hood of her clit. I nibbled and sucked at her yielding cheeks listening as Courtney's breathing came in quick, shallow breaths. She was almost panting with lustful groans emanating from her throat.

"Now be a good pet and don't come until your mistress has given you permission," I ordered her in a gentle yet firm voice.

"Yes, Mistress," Courtney answered with a groan that said her time was growing desperately short.

Sliding back a bit more, I lowered my mouth to her dripping honeypot and sunk my tongue into her waiting crevice. Her aromatic scent greeted me, and her taste was everything I had imagined.

"Oh, fuck," Courtney cried out as she instantly spread her legs wider while simultaneously lifting her hips by raising up on her tiptoes. I don't think I had ever seen a woman with as urgent a need as my new little pet. It made me wonder how long it had been since someone had last touched her other than me.

I stuffed my tongue into her greedy hole, slurping at the abundant juices I found there as the knuckle of my left pointer finger continued to torture her hard little love button. Courtney cried out, thrusting her hips back against my mouth, trying to drive my tongue deeper.

She groaned in disapproval though the moment I removed it. She was just turning her head, I assumed to petition me in protest, when I slowly began to twist three fingers inside her, stifling any dissension on her part. Instead, she began to thrust herself back onto my fingers, prompting me to withdraw them, and deliver another blow to her asscheek.

"Greedy slut's get spanked, Courtney," I told her demonstratively. "Are you a greedy slut?"

Shaking her head, Courtney said, "No, Mistress."

"What are you then?" I asked, seeing how far down the rabbit hole my little Alice had gone.

"I'm your slut, Mistress," Courtney said in a groan. "Not a greedy slut, a needy slut."

"Good girl," I cooed back at her as I slipped my fingers back in her wet orifice. Seeing that she held still, I began to twist them in and out before burying my tongue between her cheeks in search of her rosebud.

Courtney was already twisting herself in knots over the erotic stimulation she was receiving. But when my tongue found her wrinkled little pucker, Courtney's head popped up as if she'd had a sudden epiphany.

"Oh my God," She cried out, suddenly freezing altogether, "Fuck, oh fuck..."

The tip of my tongue lashed out at her tight little knot as I bathed it in moisture. Sensitive nerves that had never before been stimulated in Courtney, suddenly firing to life and bringing the virgin submissive to the peak of her arousal.

Releasing my hold on her clit, I dragged my index finger through her wet trench, coating it in her secretions. Then without giving her any warning, I removed my tongue from her quivering sphincter and began pressing the lubricated digit against her tightest of openings.

Courtney groaned, perhaps realizing what was about to happen a mere instant before her sodomizing began. My finger slipped past the ring of her opening, and without hesitation, I plunged it as deep as it would go into her anal cavern.

The dual anal and vaginal stimulation proved too much for my new pet. "Oh, God, Fuck, fuck, fuck, yes... Please, Mistress, I need to come so bad. Oh, ah, ah, ah, fuck, yes..."

"Come for your Mistress, slut," I ordered her.

Courtney's head dropped as a high pitched wail burst forth from her throat. Anyone passing by the suite that moment likely thought murder was occurring behind our door. But I didn't let up despite the way the wall of both openings tightened down on my fingers. I diligently continued to piston my digits, though, at a slower pace. Courtney's squeal climbed in both crescendo and pitch until she either reached a point it was no longer audible to human ears, or she'd gone suddenly silent.

When the quivering was done, and her lower extremities had finally stopped their quivering, I withdrew my fingers from her well-pleasured openings. Sitting back on the couch, I grabbed Courtney's hips and pulled her down onto my lap, cuddling her in my arms.