Seducing Amy

I grabbed the back of her hair into a bunch and firmly yanked it backwards exposing her neck. She gasped. I took my free hand and slipped off one of the shoulders of her dress exposing a swathe of her smooth, vulnerable flesh. I love, love, love girls' shoulders and neck.

I moved down and gently nibbled on her shoulder. She squeaked. Then kissed it. Then nibbled a bit closer and kissed again. She squeaked louder. I guess she knew I was heading towards her neck. She started writhing, almost flailing, mouthing the words,"Oh God, oh God, oh God!" following by uncontrolled squealing. Her feet kicked against the bed in a frenzy.

"Stay still... slut!" I said. But she couldn't. Every kiss and nibble closer to her neck seemed to drive her a little bit more insane.

"Katie, oh God, fuck, KATIE!" she said (or something like that!) but I kept on going.

Closer and closer until I hit the sweet spot right where the shoulder meets the neck. Her body spasmed as I kissed and licked and nibbled.

"Fu-ugh-ugh-uck!" she started, before her vocal chords twisted into producing a high pitched squeal. I delighted in kissing and teasing her vulnerable skin.

Then I grabbed her and forced her down onto the bed so she was on her back. She yelped. I grinned at her and I pinned her, at first with both hands either side of her head, then I moved her hands together, so I could pin both of her wrists with just one of my hands. I knew I was probably stronger than her due to all my time in the gym... but I didn't know quite how much stronger and I don't weigh a great deal. Maybe she could have pushed me off if she tried, maybe not, but she wasn't resisting. She was being a good little slut for me!

"You look so fucking hot in that dress," I growled, grinning down at her.

She didn't respond. Her mouth was hanging open and she was panting heavily.

I definitely wasn't going to let up yet though I gently raked my fingernails down her body, all the way down to her bare thighs, making her squirm. Then I started to feel and caress her. I thought it best to be bold. I murmured to myself in satisfaction as I felt her waist and her delicious tits, compressing the firm flesh beneath my palms. Little whimpers of delight escaped her lips.

I reached down and kissed her, and we shifted onto our sides, facing each other. Our legs entwined. I loved the feeling of smooth skin against smooth skin. Then my hands went all over her body and hers did over mine. I remember teasing my fingers around the edge of her dress, which seemed to really work her up. I raked my fingernails over her bare arms, her bare legs and her back, which made her body gyrate. Eventually, I felt her starting grind her crotch into my leg. Little slut.

I swear I could feel her dampness on my thigh, but at that point I thought there was no way she'd actually be soaking through her knickers and her dress...

"Not yet" I grinned at her and she flushed red. I'm not sure she'd even realised what she'd been doing.

"Take off your dress," I said.

She complied hastily, but awkwardly, without saying a word. Her face was still flushed, but I guess she was getting off on the dominance too much for her embarrassment to be a barrier.

She shifted up on the bed and pulled off her dress. It was one of those moments when you feel your own eyes bulge. As I said, I'd always thought she was cute. But damn fucking God she looked good in her underwear. Her skin looked so pale and smooth and perfect. Not an ounce of fake tan (which I admit can look hot, but it's only one of many ways to be hot), she was just beautiful and natural. She was wearing the cutest white and pink polka-dot bra and panties... and I could see a dark little damp patch on the front. Hold on... did I say 'little' damp patch... actually nope... it was a large damp patch. I could even see the wet sheen on the fabric glisten. Filthy. Little. Slut.

Her tits looked... magnificent. As I'd suspected, they were jealousy-inducingly big and round. I didn't actually peak at her cup size, but maybe D? Double D? E? I can't judge. I love my breasts, they're nice and firm and perky, but my own bra shopping is limited to slightly lower down the alphabet!

I was still fully clothed and booted. I wanted to stay that way for a bit because I thought it would emphasise her submission.

"Mmmmmmm," I said, "you are so fucking sexy it's untrue!"

She gave an embarrassed little smile. I loved how simultaneously nervous and excited she was. Then I dragged her down on to the bed again and stroked my hands all over the newly exposed skin, absorbing its delicious silkiness and warmth. It was driving me a little bit crazy. I started manhandling her. Squeezing her arms. Grabbing her ass and thighs... all of which made her moan. It was incredible to feel the little jerks and twists of her body as I roughly compressed her glorious, tight flesh.

As we kissed and touched, I raised my hand up and gave her an experimental spank on her panty-covered ass. I struck carefully. Not too hard that it would hurt, but hard enough so she knew what I was doing. And I aimed for the lower part of one of her cheeks. The part that, when I get hit, sends a vibration all the way to my clit. I hit pretty cleanly and she yelped in surprise. Then she smiled and her eyes sparkled. Then I spanked again, a bit harder. She yelped again, then smiled. I spanked a few more times. Alternating between her cheeks. She bit her lip and her body started to writhe, her legs shifting back and forth.

"I want to spank you properly," I said.

She nodded, "Yes mistress."

"If you actually can't take it any more, say 'red', if you're very close to your limit say 'yellow' ok?"

"Yes mistress."

"The rest of the time you can just moan like a little bitch," I said teasingly.

She giggled.

"Ok, get over the side of the bed," I grinned.

I made her drape herself over the side of the bed. Her knees on the floor and her face, tits and arms stretched out over the covers.

I pinged the waistband of her panties.

"Off," I commanded.

She quickly took one hand and pulled them down her thighs and over her legs, and threw them over to the corner. I remember thinking to myself that I'd definitely activated her slut module!

"Now spread your legs," I said, gently slapping both sides of her inner thighs.

And she opened her legs. Suddenly I could see her pussy. It was shaved and smooth. And fucking hell it was wet! She was absolutely soaked. Her entire public region was slick with moisture, it had even percolated down her inner thighs.

Then I got out my spreader bar and attached a cuff to each of her ankles, making sure her legs were kept apart, "Oh God!" she squealed as I clipped the cuffs shut. I stood back for a second and admired her. Her hot little body stretched out over my bed, and her legs spread revealing her pussy. Her skin was pale, but tight and smooth. There was the slightest hint of redness on her butt from the little spanks I had already given her. I could see the muscles in her thighs and ass clenching and unclenching. She was also shifting slightly from side to side. I don't know whether it was the anticipation of the spanking, or just because she was trying to get some friction on her pussy.

Then I took my hand and placed a solid spank on her left cheek. Her body jumped and she took a sharp intake of breath. Then I caressed her butt, delighting in the firm, warm flesh.

Then I spanked her right cheek. Then back to the left. Then right again. I counted to ten. As I went on she started squealing and yelping, until it became one almost continuous tortured moan. Her ass muscles clenching really hard now. Her butt was glowing deep pink.

I admired my handiwork, then reached down and touched the base of her inner thigh, where it meets the knee. Then I started drawing my hand slowly upwards.

That drove her a little bit mad.

"Poor little girl in a spreader bar..." I teased, "what will I do with you?"

As my hand went higher she started to squeal, "Katie, Katie, KATIE!" until I reached all the way up to her soaked snatch. A huge groan left her mouth, as I ran my fingers through her drooling pussy lips. The heat coming off her was like a furnace. I coated my hand it in, then smeared it down her thighs.

"Wet little girl, aren't you?" I teased.

"I'm sorry," she said, with a very embarrassed tone in her voice.

I laughed, "Don't be sorry! I love feeling how soaked you are."

I knelt down behind her, put my face between her legs, tilted my head up and drank in her scent. She breathed in loudly. It was heady, musky and sweet. It turned me on so much!

Then I licked all the way along her slit taking her juices on my tongue.

"Mmmmmmmmmm!" I giggled.

"Fuck!" she squealed.

I pulled back and watched her body squirming. Then I unleashed another spank. Her body jolted. Then I rained down a few more, alternating between her cheeks.

A noise something like "eeee... eeeeee... eeeeeee... eeeeeeee... EEEEEEE... EEEEEEEEEE" left her lips. Getting louder with each spank.

I counted out another ten until the pink glow of her ass started to turn red.

I could see her hands were clenched on the bedsheets, bunching up the fabric. Her teeth were biting down onto the sheets too and she was dribbling slightly from her mouth.

Then I looked at her pussy and saw something that I've never seen before, at least in real life. Her pussy dripped. It actually DRIPPED! A little slimy band of moisture dribbled down out of her pussy to the floor. I can only imagine how turned on she must have been.

I unclipped the spreader bar and told her to get up. She got to her feet shakily and looked at me open-mouthed. I could see little tears running down the sides of her cheeks.

"Did you like that?" I said.

She didn't answer verbally, she just nodded.

"Now off with this too," I said, snapping her bra gently. Red faced, she reached behind her and unclipped her bra. It fell down onto the floor. Her breasts were beautiful. Astonishingly beautiful. Totally natural, but so round, and so gravity-defying, with circular little upturned nipples.

"Nice," I said. Then bent down and licked one of her nipples. She gasped. I straightened myself and grinned at my naked little prize.

Then I pushed her down onto the bed.

"Get on your back and spread yourself out for me."

She complied. Then I whipped out the cuffs on each corner of the bed (I'd tied them there earlier and hidden the cuffs under my covers) and restrained her, spread-eagled on top of the covers. Her thigh muscles tensed, trying to close her legs, seemingly testing the restraints, but they held firm. I knew they would, I'd tested them earlier. Now I had this cute girl all spread out for me, helpless and vulnerable. I had a beautiful view of her soaked snatch with moisture glistening over her entire pubic area and down her thighs. Her chest rose and fell with deep breaths, her big, delicious tits went with them.

I crawled onto the bed on top of her and kissed her. Then I started kissing down her body, very slowly and deliberately. This sent her into a frenzy, of writhes and moans. When my lips reached her public area, I shifted down further and went straight to her knee. Then started kissing up her inner thigh. I can barely describe the sounds coming from her lips, but they were loud, horny and tortured. When I reached the top. I ran my tongue along the crevice between her leg and crotch, then all the way along her bikini line. This seemed to drive her absolutely fucking nuts.

I did the same thing on her other leg, starting at the knee and working my way up. Her hips started thrusting and her whole body started tensing and un-tensing.

"Fuuuuuccccck!" she squealed as, once more, my tongue slid along her bikini line.

Then I put my face between her legs and ran my tongue up her slit. Her mouth let go a mixture of mewling, whimpering, moaning... all manner of sounds, which continued as I started to gently suck on her pussy lips. Her hips started bucking up towards me with force. I could see she was losing it. And I also looked up and saw more tears leaking from her eyes.

"Please Mistress!" she begged.

"You want to be licked?" I teased

"YES!" she moaned.

"Maybe." I said, then sucked on her pussy lips again.

"Fuck! Please! Fuck!" she screamed. Or at least something to that effect.

Then I pulled back and looked at the poor, struggling, mewling girl in front of me.

"Ok," I said, "but you have to lick me first."

I grinned at her with the most evil grin. Her eyes seemed to roll back into her head with frustration.

I kept my clothes on, but whipped off my knickers. Then I positioned myself so my thighs straddled her head. I lowered my pussy down close to her lips, and steadied myself on the wall which met the head of the bed.

I was very wet too. Just to make her squirm, I shifted my abdomen all around, to smear my own juices all over her face.

"Lick me, slut!" I demanded.

I groaned as she started lapping my clit. She didn't have any particular skill, I guess this was probably her first time with a girl, but it didn't matter. I knew it wasn't going to take long for me to get off. I was too drunk on horniness. And each little lick sent a hot rhythmic pulse of pleasure flooding through me.

I found myself getting hot, too hot in fact, and pulled off my shirt and my bra -- leaving me only in my little skirt and boots. Then I pressed my face against the wall and moaned, losing myself in the moment. The thought of her spanked ass and the drip from her pussy reverberated through my head, and the thought of her saying "Mistress," over and over echoed in my ears. I felt myself getting close very fast. And I started to grind into her face. I had just enough consciousness left to make sure I kept my grinds gentle so she had plenty of room to breathe.

I could feel my orgasm building inside me. Growing rapidly. Unstoppably. I was going to explode.

"I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum..." I squealed.

I went rigid. Held my breath. Then it hit me. Heavy waves of pleasure juddered through me. My muscles trembled and shook as I rode it out. My juices leaking down all over her face.

"Good girl!" I moaned as the pleasure throbbed through me, "Good little slut!"

I did all that I could to stop my body from slumping. I didn't want to finish with her yet.

I pulled back and looked at her. Her face was coated with wetness. A mixture of her saliva, my juices and her tears. She looked bedraggled. Desperate. And wanton.

I looked down her body and saw a big wet patch on the covers between her legs. I guess her pussy must have gone into fucking overdrive.

"Katie, please!" she squealed at me.

"Please what?" I teased.

"PLEASE LICK ME!"

"Pretty please?" I teased again.

"PRETTY PLEASE! PLEASE WITH BELLS ON! PLEASE!"

"I'll think about it," I said.

She roared in agony.

Then I shifted down and licked along her bikini line again. Then started sucking her lips into her my mouth. Her tortured begging continued. I actually thought she was going to have a genuine full-on crying session, so I let up.

I started lapping at her clit. I loved the feeling of my tongue flicking over her firm little bud. She moaned. Then I slipped my middle finger inside her sopping little slit. It made a little squelching sound as it went in, and it felt like I was pressing into a warm, wet heaven. She was so slick, but so tight! I hooked the pad of my finger up and felt for the little rough spot inside. Then I started pulsing my fingers up in time with my licks.

As I pulsed and licked, I felt her leg muscles clench and unclench around my head. It got me horny all over again feeling the soft, smooth skin of her thighs press against my face. All the time, incoherent wails left her lips. I so wanted to talk dirty to her, but my mouth was already engaged.

As I went on, I looked up her body and could see her arms pulling against the restraints. I could see the tension in her little biceps, and her fists were bunched up tightly. I knew she was getting very close. I kept on going, pulsing fast and rhythmically. She inhaled loudly. Then again. Then again.

Then she held her breath. Her thighs pressed against my cheeks. I felt her back arch and her hips push up towards me.

Suddenly, her hips dropped and her body started shuddering. Waves of orgasm seemed to ripple through her stomach muscles. And her juices actually squirted out of her pussy, right onto my face! Yes! I'd actually made her squirt!

I raised my head up, whilst continuing to pulse with my finger, "Cum for me!" I said. And I rode her out whilst she continued to shake. It was like she was having a fit. It was so hot to watch it... to feel it... to experience her wrecked little body twitching against my own.

When I felt she'd had as much as she could take I lifted myself up and untied her restraints. I laid next to her and told her to "Come here," and she shifted over and we cuddled. Well, I say we cuddled, she snapped her arms around my body and gripped me like she was holding on for dear life. I could still feel her naked, sweaty body trembling and I could see tears were leaking from her eyes all over again -- or maybe they just hadn't stopped. I stroked her hair and absorbed her warmth. I could feel her tits and nipples pressing against my chest and our legs snaked around each other. I felt like I'd ruined her, in the best possible way! I tried to reassure her, "I've got you" I remember saying.

She didn't say anything. I don't think she even could.

The cuddle seemed to last forever. I didn't look at my clock. It might have been ten minutes, it might have been an hour. I was just lost in horny euphoria.

Finally, there came a point where she opened her eyes and a huge grin spread across her face. She looked at me with wide sparkling eyes.

"Did you like that?" I said.

She just giggled and started kissing my cheek, still maintaining her vice like grip. As I looked at her, she kept opening her mouth as if to say something, then stopping and giggling again.

"You're wonderful!" she finally managed. I could still feel little pulses and shifts in her body.

We giggled together and had a little conversation about I don't know what. At one point, I remember whispering in her ear, "Submissive. Little. Slut." which she loved.

She told me that she loved how I'd just taken charge, and that she'd never felt as horny before and she couldn't stop thinking about what we'd just done.

Then we started kissing and stroking each other's bodies all over again...

I got horny again very quickly. Her skin was so silky I couldn't take my hands away. I wanted to press every inch of myself against her. And the best thing was... I could! I had her naked and all to myself, at least for that night.

I couldn't help myself from reliving everything in my head. The images of her dripping pussy. Her red ass. Her gripping me whilst she trembled. My pussy was getting so hot and slick I could barely stand it. Then I thought struck me... I realised I didn't have to wait for satisfaction, I was in charge.

The Domme in me surfaced once more. I ordered her to get down and lick me.

For a second she was a bad girl. She started trying to tease me, kissing around my crotch and stuff. Bad move! I grabbed her hair and sternly said, "It's not your job to fucking tease me. Just lick. Now." The wide-eyed look she gave me was priceless. Then I roughly pushed her face into my crotch and she started licking.

"That's it, lick me like a good little slut!" I remember squealing. And she did.

I wrapped my legs around her head and hugged her in close. Just tight enough that she knew who was boss, just loose enough to give her space to lick and breathe. My boots rested gently on her back. Her little laps and grunts drove me wild. And my legs started rhythmically squeezing around her face.