My Lesbian Sugar Mama Pt. 04

"If you ever desire to tie me up and spank me... or even ride me like a pony... I'm ready!"

"That's because your body belongs to me," she murmured softly with a smile. "Don't you ever forget that."

I didn't reply, but just let her continue kissing & caressing me. She then began kissing/nuzzling my neck and shoulders, before her lips slowly made their way back to my breasts, before travelling all the way down to my pussy, which she proceeded to kiss, lick, and suck upon at her leisure.

"Turn over," she suddenly whispered. "I now want your sweet little ass."

And of course, I happily flipped over onto my stomach, lifting up my butt ever so slightly as she lovingly covered my entire rump with licks, kisses, and playful nibbling.

"Are you going to spank me?" I found myself asking, using my little girl voice. "For being such a bad girl?"

This made her laugh, at which point I wiggled my butt for her, eliciting a slap from her hand on my curvy, upturned behind. I loved it, but pretended it hurt for her benefit.

"Please don't spank me, mistress... I'll be good," I cried, in my little girl whine. This, of course, resulted in another two sharp slaps on my ass, followed by several more loving kisses. I so loved the feeling of her mouth on my naked rump!

When I then noticed her reaching down into the travel bag she kept beside the bed I immediately rose up and positioned myself onto my elbows & knees, as I knew she was going for her strap-on. She patted & squeezed my butt affectionately, before then attaching the strap-on firmly around her lower abdomen while I sensually wiggled my upturned derriere for her in anticipation.

"Good girl," she cooed, as she then proceeded to gently mount me from behind, slowly sliding the lubricated strap-on dildo up into my awaiting vagina. I moaned aloud, and continued whimpering as she slowly pumped me for the next several minutes, her hand occasionally spanking my ass as she fucked me. It was heavenly!

"If you ever want to fuck me while I'm handcuffed... you know, to the bed... and maybe wearing a ballgag in my mouth..." I droned on, while she continued riding me from behind, "just remember that your slavegirl is here for your pleasure... I belong entirely to you!"

"I'll remember that," she laughed, as she leaned down to kiss the back of my neck. "Perhaps I should get my own toybox?"

"Will there be chocolate syrup inside?"

We both laughed. Engaging in kinky bondage sex with Mrs. Morgenstern was an experience I would be extremely happy to savor!

After our lovemaking session was finally over, and I continued lying naked on my stomach, with Mrs. Morgenstern right behind me, her face pressed against my bare behind, with her lips continuing to plant soft kisses on my curvy derriere. I was purring, loving every second of it!

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To wrap up this part of my story, my friend Caityln called the next day asking me to thank Mrs. Morgenstern for rescuing us girls from Mrs. Dalton's "cruel bondage party" in her decadent playroom.

"The only fly in the ointment," she complained, "is that Abbi, Karina, & myself no longer have 'dates' to escort us to this weekend's sorority social!"

"Oh yeah," I said. "I'm sorry about that. Isn't there anybody else you can call?"

"Like who?" Caitlyn asked, and I realized what I was asking. "Where exactly do you find older women willing to accompany sorority girls to a lesbian-themed party on Saturday night!"

"No... I suppose you can't just ask any women," I replied. "But I know some ladies you might possibly ask... women whom I'll bet will be happy escorting you!"

"WHO?" Caitlyn asked.

"Well, for starters, how about Mrs. Morgenstern's maid?" I happily reminded her. "You remember Camile? You attended her little 'massage seminar' at my place, remember?"

"Yes, of course I remember Camile," she cried. "But how do you know she'll even be here? She doesn't come here every weekend, does she?"

"Well, of course I'll have to ask her," I replied. "But Camile loves being around pretty college girls, and I'm sure she'll do it if I beg!"

"Will she?" Caitlyn asked excitedly. "Then I want Camile for myself! Now how about Abbi & Karina?"

"That's easy. Remember Officer Bailey, the female policewoman who was a judge in our sexy nightie contest? I'll be she'd do it, if we asked her."

"Yes... yes, of course I remember her," Caitlyn said. "The butchy lady cop... she ALSO has a 'thing' for cute college sorority girls, doesn't she?"

"Yes, she most certainly does," I continued. "And then there's Lucille... the black female body builder who runs the fitness center!"

"Lucille... yes, she'd be perfect," Caitlyn laughed. "You've done it, Kenzi! You've solved our dilemma in record time!"

"Well, no... I haven't... not just yet," I said. "I'm still going to have to ask them. And while I'm almost certain I can get Camile and Officer Bailey, I'm not entirely sure about Lucille."

"Why? What's wrong with Lucille?"

"Nothing's wrong with her, Caitlyn," I explained. "It's just that Lucille isn't into sororities... or sorority-related functions."

"But you think she'll agree to escort one of us?"

"I'm almost certain of it!"

"Thanks so much, Kenzi," Caityln cried. "I'll tell the others... they'll both be so happy!"

I then immediately made some phone calls, leaving messages for Camile, Lucille, & officer Bailey, requesting their presence at the upcoming Alpha Pi Delta sorority social Saturday night. I was fairly certain that they'd all agree to make time for it. I mean, what else would they be doing?

But when I finally heard back from Camile, I discovered that perhaps I'd overstepped my bounds this time. First of all, Mrs. Morgenstern apparently wasn't driving up this particular weekend, which means that I'd just volunteered Camile to make the trip just for my own personal reasons. Secondly, neither officer Bailey nor Lucille were particularly overjoyed about being roped into an affair that neither one was at all anxious to attend.

"It's one of those silly-assed sorority functions," Lucille had told Camile when they'd talked the next day. "They're a waste of everybody's time!"

Officer Bailey had said much the same thing, believing sorority parties to be both lame and uninteresting.

"Now I'd be more-than-happy to attend if it included a wet t-shirt contest," she'd complained to Camile, "or maybe some nude sorority hazing of those pretty freshman girls!"

Nevertheless, despite their complaining, all three women eventually agreed to acquiesce to my request, but Camile told me that they're being so agreeable would come at a price!

"You need to learn, young lady, that you can't go around using your long legs and gorgeous body to get others to do your bidding," she lectured me over the phone. "Now, I'll be arriving at your place Friday night, and I've invited Lucille & officer Bailey to join us both for what I'm billing as an entertaining evening of 'discipline' for our favorite beautiful young blonde college girl!"

"What does that even mean?" I asked, even though I suspected that I already knew the answer.

"Never you mind," Camile responded. "Just be waiting at your place Friday night. Mrs. Morgenstern told me all about her rescuing you and those other girls from that crazy car dealership woman's house."

"Yeah, she was really decadent, Camile!"

"Well, Mrs. Morgenstern told me that you alone among your friends seemed comfortable with the whole bdsm scene." She continued: "She seems to feel that getting your luscious butt spanked by older women is something that you can handle."

"But the only reason I wasn't afraid that night was because Mrs. Morgenstern was there the entire time," I tried to explain. "But that doesn't mean that I was enjoying it!"

"Okay, whatever... but you just be at your place Friday at seven, and don't you dare keep us waiting on your dootstep!"

"Yes, ma'am... I'll be there."

"And Kenzie," she added. "Be sure to wear something short & skimpy."

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It was obvious to me that Camile was planning on spanking me, with Lucille & Officer Bailey there to watch (and possibly participate). But both of those two ladies had always shown a prurient interest/fondness for enjoying the sight (and feel) of my body in the past, and so I wasn't particularly alarmed that they'd both be present. And so I followed Lucille's instructions to the letter, getting myself all bathed and dolled-up before their arrival, putting on a pair of pretty pink cotton shorts and a matching skimpy little top. Looking at myself in the mirror I thought I looked exceptionally cute. Maybe even cute enough to charm the three of them into overlooking my volunteering them to attend a sorority function? That remained to be seen.

Camile arrived promptly at seven, meeting both Officer Bailey & Lucille in the parking lot. When I opened the door, all three women entered my place together.

"You look lovely," Camile admitted, after turning me around and giving me the once over. "Very nice." But then, after further checking out my legs, she reconsidered, and asked: "Do you still have that skimpy white sleepwear that I recall Mrs. Morgenstern purchasing for you last summer?"

"You mean the sexy bridal lingerie with the thong panties?"

"Yeah, that's the one!"

"Yes, ma'am," I told her. "It's in my underwear drawer."

"Good... go get it and put it on!"

And so, while I went back in my bedroom to change into that tiny little white bridal lingerie, Camile prepared drinks for the other two ladies as they all got comfortable in the living room.

When I entered the room moments later, Lucille responded with a low whistle.

"Damn, girl... you look hot!"

"Yes, she does... turn around for us, Kenzi dear," Camile ordered. "Slowly... oh yeah... check out her hot little ass in that thong!"

"And those sexy long legs," officer Bailey added appreciatively, her eyes on my sexy white fishnet stockings. "Such a gorgeous body!"

"And such a beautiful face," Lucille added, licking her lips. "Kenzi-girl, you are the complete package!"

I found myself blushing.

"But we're not here tonight to judge a beauty contest, ladies," Camile broke in. "Tonight will be a learning experience for little blonde 'Bondage Barbie' here, as we three become her special tutors in teaching her proper behavior!"

"I'm liking the way that sounds," Officer Bailey grinned.

"Me, too," piped up Lucille.

I nervously gulped without commenting.

"Kenzie-dear, go into the kitchen and bring out the drinks that I've prepared for our guests," Camile said, the amusement evident in her voice. "You can open tonight's session by being our submissive little long-legged waitress."

I could feel all of their eyes devouring me as I slowly returned with three Tequila Sunrises (Camile hadn't made one for me), serving each woman her glass, one-by-one, with each in turn openly ogling my body. Camile even ran her hand up my leg as I handed her her drink, affectionately squeezing my butt as I turned away.

"Hold still," she ordered, continuing to fondle my behind, before then sharply slapping it. "I suggest we begin the action tonight with a bit of sensual discipline, spanking this young beauty's gorgeous curvy little ass."

With her one hand continuing to possessively grab my thigh, her other hand proceeded to slap my butt three, then four times. I could tell that Camile was enjoying herself, as were both of the other two ladies watching while contentedly sipping their drinks. Camile then rubbed my butt affectionately before sensually spanking it a few times more as I could do little more in response than whimper. She then laughingly patted my rump, sending me on my way towards Lucille.

The black woman was smiling and licking her lips as I approached, before then pointing at the coffee table, indicating that she wanted me to lean over with my hands upon it, positioning my pert little bottom in the direction of her face. I soon felt both of her hands massaging my ass cheeks briefly before one of them proceeded to begin sharply slapping those same cheeks. I couldn't help but softly cry out.

"Don't you just love that sound?" Lucille laughed, as the palm of her hand connected sharply on my firm little white rump. Yes, it stung, but it felt amazingly good at the same time. This was really not so much a punishment for me as it was a turn-on. I found myself even wiggling my butt appreciatively right in Lucille's face. After one final spank, she paused, leaned over, and then lovingly kissed my right ass cheek.

I gasped, unexpectedly. Her lips felt so very good on my butt. It was a long & sensual kiss!

"Oh, look," I heard Camile remark as Lucille's lips finally pulled away. "You've left a perfect lipstick mark!"

"Yes, you did," Officer Bailey excitedly exclaimed. "Look at that... Lucille's purple lipstick mark is now 'branding' Kenzi's sexy milk-white butt... that is just so hot!"

All three women were laughing now, but nobody was suggesting I go get a wash-rag to wipe it off. Camile instead motioned for me to bend over slightly while remaining otherwise perfectly still.

"I've got to get a picture of your luscious derriere on my cell phone," she insisted, and so while I froze unmoving, all three women took cell-phone pics of my bottom, complete with Lucille's bold lipstick mark upon it in bright purple. But that didn't mean that they were finished spanking me, as Camile then motioned me towards officer Bailey. "Keep moving, beautiful girl... you don't want to keep our local law enforcement officer waiting."

"Certainly not," the policewoman added, laughing.

Officer Bailey smiled as I approached, indicating that she wanted me lying across her lap. After positioning me exactly how she desired, she then took a moment to investigate close-up Lucille's lip-print on my derriere, complaining that she herself never wore lipstick.

"If I now smooch this perfect little butt there won't be any evidence of it," she groused, before then sharply landing a half-dozen affectionate slaps to my upturned rump as if I were somehow to blame. "But no matter... I'm going to kiss this beautiful tushie anyway, lipstick or not!"

Officer Bailey's hands firmly held my hips in place as her lips planted several warm, wet, & affectionate kisses all across my pert little behind, now perched up close to her smiling face. If this was a punishment, I must admit that I was probably enjoying it way too much. And I could see that Camile felt the same way.

"Did you bring your handcuffs, officer Bailey?" Camile suddenly asked in pretend frustration. "This isn't supposed to be a reward for her, remember? We're punishing her! At least if we handcuff the sexy little bitch... maybe that will teach her a lesson of sorts!"

"Sure, if that's what you want," officer Bailey laughed. "But I'm thoroughly enjoying myself."

"Me, too," Lucille added. "I always love playing with Kenzi's sexy little white ass!"

I must admit that I was blushing at this point, enjoying getting my butt smooched quite a bit, lesson or no lesson!

"Well then, maybe it's time to ramp things up a notch," Camile argued, looking at me. "Kenzi, go into the other room and get the riding-crops that I've packed in my travel bag... it's the green one by the bed."

I didn't like the way that sounded, but I headed into the bedroom and quickly located Camile's bag. Inside were three cruel-looking riding crops that I knew Camile intended to use on myself. I had no choice but return with them to the living room.

"Hold on there, sweet thing," Camile spoke up. "Get down on all fours and crawl over to me with them... you can carry those riding crops in your mouth!"

It wasn't easy but I managed it.

"Good girl," Camile said, as I reached her, with her hand gently caressing my face as she ran her fingernails through my blonde hair. She then removed two of the riding crops from my mouth, leaving one still there. "Now slowly crawl over to officer Bailey and deliver that riding crop to her... and then come back here for Lucille's."

And so that's exactly what I did. I crawled slowly over to officer Bailey, before then turning around and crawling slowly back to Camile, before then delivering the final riding crop to Lucille. Camile had ordered me to crawl slowly so that all three women could enjoy staring at my thong-covered derriere while I abased myself in this fashion.

THWACK!

Camile's riding crop came down sharply on my left ass cheek as I slowly turned around. I couldn't help but yelp at the sting of it. All three ladies were clearly enjoying my discomfort.

I won't drag this part out. Suffice to say that each of the three ladies wacked at my butt and thighs repeatedly as I slowly made my way around the room, crawling across the thick carpeting. Camile especially appeared to enjoy the sight of me on my hands & knees with my butt & long legs on full display for she & her mean, decadent friends. I pretended to be suffering, whining as seductively as I possibly could, but it didn't fool cruel Camile, who only wanted my pain to continue.

What saved me was Lucille asking her for another drink. Camile excused herself to go into the kitchen to get refills, while officer Bailey lovingly squeezed & fondled my butt as I had halted right besides where she was sitting.

"I'm enjoying this," she remarked to Lucille. "How about you?"

"Yes, indeed... very much so," the black woman replied, looking into my eyes. "And how about you, pretty little Kenzi?"

"I... I guess it's okay," I responded in my little girl's voice, lowering my eyes and staring down at the rug. "Are we almost finished, do you think?"

"Not quite," I heard Camile's voice reply, as she came out of the kitchen with a tray of items in her hands. "First, however, I have some refreshments for our guests!"

On Camile's tray was the bottle of tequila she'd brought with her from home, along with a salt shaker, some lime slices, and several warm, wet, washcloths.

"How's about we all do some body-shots?" Camile asked Lucille & officer Bailey. "And we can do them off of this beautiful, nude, & delicious little blonde girl's gorgeous ass!"

The other two ladies immediately voiced their approval.

"First we'll have to get her naked," Camille directed.

Lucille & officer Bailey quickly went to work helping me out of my lingerie while Camile found a couple of thick towels to drape across the sturdy coffee table upon which I'd soon be lying face down. Actually, I was kneeling on the floor and bent over at the waist, with my body then lying across the thick towel covering the table. Camile then asked officer Bailey to handcuff my wrists to the table legs to keep me from going anywhere. And then, for good measure, she asked Lucille to stick a rubber ballgag into my mouth to keep me from speaking out or complaining, not that I'd been intending on saying anything!

Next I listened to Camile's instructions, explaining how this was going to work. She began by rubbing one of the sliced limes across my ass cheek and then sprinkling a bit of salt upon it. Then she dabbled a small amount of tequila into the small of my back.

"First, you lick off the salt & lime juice," I heard her say as I then felt her lips licking at my butt where she'd placed her ingredients, "and then you finish with the tequila!"

Lucille & officer Bailey both laughed as Camile then lapped up the small amount of alcohol on my back, after which she used one of the warm wet wash cloths to prepare my curvy naked rump for the next customer.

"Me, next," I heard Lucille volunteer, rubbing her lime slice all over my nude ass-cheeks before then sprinkling only a tiny bit of salt on it. The black woman then immediately began hungrily licking at my bare behind.