The Bitch is Tamed Ch. 02

It was a very different Dyane who turned up at the Bank's lecture room that morning and to everyone's surprise she made a little speech apologising for her attitude during the previous week. We all exchanged glances but I only I knew why she had changed so. We did the usual roundup of the course and then all went our separate ways, me accompanying Dyane to the underground station to head for Euston.

On the journey home it was as if nothing had happened as we chatted about the course. It was the first time I'd had a long conversation with Dyane and learned that although she was married her husband did not share her tastes when it came to sex. She grinned at me, surely a firm indicator that today he would not be our last session.

Back at the office, colleagues were surprised at Dyane's change of mood but welcomed the new "friendly" Dyane. However if I was anticipating a quick repeat of our session I was disappointed as nothing happened for a few weeks. I therefore assumed the worse until one day she grabbed me in the corridor and dragged me into one of the interview rooms.

She quickly explained that she had told her husband she had to go on another course but in fact she had actually booked a room for one night at a hotel in the centre of Southampton. I would of course tell my flat mates that I was staying with friends overnight and we quickly made arrangements. My heart was pounding at the thought of renewing my acquaintance with Dyane's body...

The appointed day arrived and we left the office separately to avoid raising suspicions. I met Dyane in the car park and we drove to the hotel, booking in as husband and wife. It was the first time I had done anything like this and the feeling of anticipation was wonderful. We had already eaten a main meal at lunchtime so quickly went upstairs to our room. We had little to unpack and soon settled in, Dyane making us both a cup of coffee.

We sat on the bed drinking the coffee, oddly enough in complete silence. I think we were both anticipating what was to come and my cock was starting to stir already. Dyane finished her coffee first and went to her overnight bag, pulling out a smaller carrier bag.

"Just going to get changed!" she grinned at me and then dashed into the bathroom, closing the door firmly behind her. I got rid of the coffee cups and turned down the lights leaving just the two bedside lights on. I then slipped off my shoes and socks, removed my suit trousers and shirt and lay back on the bed in just my briefs. I wondered what she was going to put on...

The bathroom door opened and Dyane stood there, silhouetted in the light. She flicked off the bathroom light and I was then able to see her properly. She looked stunning!

Her hair was tied back tightly and she was wearing a lacy, black quarter cup bra. This was matched by a very skimpy black G string which only just covered her groin and, to my joy, a suspender belt and black fishnet stockings. The outfit was finished off by a pair of very high black stilettos. She looked an absolute picture...

She grinned at me and then sashayed across the room like a model and stood by the side of the bed, her hips thrust out and one hand perched provocatively on her hip.

"What you think?" I was almost lost for words.

"Unbelievable! You look absolutely stunning!" Dyane grinned, relieved at my approval. I noticed that one hand had been held behind her back and she now brought this forward, revealing some lengths of what appeared to be rope - did she want to be tied up?

"I'm feeling in the mood to dominate tonight...what do you think?" This was a bit of a turnaround. I had assumed that we would carry on with the same sort of role playing as we had in London but I have to confess that the thought of being tied up by Dyane was rather tempting. I grinned at her and nodded, spreading my arms and legs invitingly.

"Excellent!" Dyane quickly tied two of the ropes, which luckily appeared to be made of soft material, around each of my wrists and tied these to the headboard. I was already feeling somewhat helpless and turned on, as she tied the remaining two ropes to my ankles and stretching my legs wide, tied the ends to the feet of the bed. I was now stretched out and the feeling of helplessness was really starting to work on me.

"There now..." Dyane ran her eyes up and down my body. "We'd better have a code word hadn't we?" She glanced at me. I understood what she meant and we agreed on the word orange. Then she stood at the end of the bed and grinned at me mischievously. She leaned forward and began to run her fingers up and down my legs, trailing them through the hairs on my calves and although not quite tickling me, the sensation was wonderful.

She then climbed onto the bed and continued to run her hands up and down the inside of my legs, up towards my thighs. She was now kneeling on all fours between my legs and trailing the lightest of touches from her fingernails up and down the inside of my thighs. I closed my eyes, luxuriating in the gorgeous feelings. My cock was now stiffening in my briefs and I felt a warm hand gently cupping the bulge. I glanced down and watched as Dyane gently ran her fingers along the length of my erection under the cotton material, twirling her fingernails round the tip. This was exquisite!

I thought she was going to release my cock from its confines but then she turned her attention to my stomach and chest, running her hands up and down my body. She moved forward and then to my surprise carefully stood up on the bed and planted a stiletto-clad foot either side of my chest. I saw she was steadying herself by resting her hands on the wall above my head and I had a wonderful view as I gazed up at her. Her long her tanned legs disappeared into the black material of her briefs and above that her firm, flat tummy gave way into the round lacy material of her bra. She gazed down at me.

Then she lifted up one foot and began to gently rub her stiletto across my chest. The feeling of the leather was fantastic and she moved her foot further up until her heel was actually stroking the side of my face. I could not help myself as I turned to kiss the shoe, and I was hit by the smell of the leather. She began to stroke my face with her shoe as I kissed and licked at the leather of her stiletto, completely lost in this wonderful new experience. Dyane then bent down and pulled the pillow from under my head, throwing it on to the floor. I rested my head back on the mattress and she carefully planted one leather clad foot either side of my head.

Carefully squatting down Dyane's crotch loomed in front of my face. She now had her hands clamped on to the headboard and as she squatted over my face she gently rubbed the soft lacy material over my mouth. I could taste that she was already damp and I quickly poked my tongue out to lick at the rough material, the faint taste of her pussy juices seeping through the material.

She did this for a minute or so, pressing harder against my mouth, and I tried hard to sneak my tongue under the material, without success. Then suddenly Dyane stood up again and clambered off the bed.

"I was almost coming there...I think you ought to finish me off don't you?" I wasn't quite sure how she thought I was going to accomplish this but then she quickly slid her black briefs down her legs and stepped out of them. She then climbed back onto the bed and once again placed her feet either side of my head, but this time facing down towards the end of the bed. I gazed up and admired the soft around curves of her pert bottom. Then she slowly lowered herself until her groin was a few inches above my face.

I now had a perfect view of her tiny puckered anus and the soft lips of her pussy. She lowered herself further and I quickly extended my tongue so I could reach her crotch. Dyane sighed as my tongue circled her anus, and I was relieved that there was no real taste. I ran my tongue up and down, which made her quiver and then as she adjusted her position, I was able to reach her pussy.

I gently licked at the crinkled lips of her labia and she moaned softly as I flicked my tongue up and down the lips and gently darted it in and out of the moist vulva. She began to squirm and pressed her pussy down on to my face. The cheeks of her backside were now resting on my forehead and my mouth was clamped around her pussy. I longed to grab hold of her but of course I couldn't but I made the most of the opportunity to suck and lap at her cunt.

"That's it...oh yes...yes...yes!" Dyane started to a gasp and rubbed her pussy over my face, almost suffocating me as she approached her orgasm. But suddenly the whole weight of her crotch seemed to press on my face and my tongue plunged into her gaping pussy as she came, crying out and clutching at my body with her hands. I could feel her juices almost spurting out of her cunt and dripping on to my face as her orgasm coursed through her.

Eventually she lifted herself up and turned to face me, squatting on my chest. She grinned at me, red faced.

"That was fucking fantastic!" Her eyes roved over my face. "Rather a lot of juice isn't there?"

"Just a bit!" I joked and then Dyane casually leant down and started to lick her pussy juice off my face. Her tongue was like a cat's as she worked around my forehead and cheeks and then rasped it across my lips. I opened my mouth and her tongue darted in, searching for my own tongue as we started to kiss passionately. Then she quickly pulled away. "Would you like to see my tits?" Before I had a chance to answer Dyane reached behind her and unclipped her bra, easing it off her shoulders, allowing her gorgeous tanned breasts to tumble out. She planted a hand either side of my head and leaned forward so that her breasts swung gently in front of my face. I leaned up to kiss the soft flesh but before I could do so she pulled away, teasing me. I glanced up at her and she gazed at me mischievously.

"You want to lick them?"

"Yes!"I croaked,

"Go on then just a quick one." she leaned down and I opened my mouth as she thrust her boobs towards me. I quickly clamped my teeth around one of her dark brown nipples and she cried out as I started to chew on the stalk. Then she pulled away again and gazed down at me.

"You've been a good boy...I think you deserve to come!" At last! Dyane quickly knelt up and shuffled backwards towards my groin. I loved the feel of the fishnet stockings against my flesh as she worked her way down towards my cock which was still encased in my briefs. Of course as I was tied up my briefs could not be removed but Dyane pulled the waistband down and my cock sprung into view. It was a relief! Dyane glanced up at me again and then returned her attention to my cock as she carefully straddled me and positioned herself so that her pussy was just above, but not quite touching my cock.

I lifted my hips up to enter her but she raised her hips herself, once again teasing me by keeping a brief distance between us. Then suddenly she dropped herself on to my cock and the full length plunged up to the hilt into her wet pussy, which caused her to cry out.

"JESUS....!" Her mouth was now wide open as she impaled herself on my erection and from all the teasing I knew I was very close to coming. I screwed my eyes up and tried to hold back be was no good. With a swift contraction of her pussy muscles Dyane brought me to orgasm and I came with a grunt, pumping sperm deep into her pussy. I thrust up several times, each time spurting more juice into her, whilst Dyane grabbed hold of my chest to steady herself. After a while I felt my orgasm fade and I slumped back on the bed.

Dyane knew that I would get stiff if not released quickly so she busied herself with untying the various bonds. The release was most welcome and I stretched my limbs as she untied me. I sat on the edge of the bed and Dyane stood in front of me, still an absolute picture in her stockings. I gradually got my breath back.

"That was wonderful!" I looked up at her gratefully. She smiled back.

"I wasn't too much of a tease was I?"

"No, not at all. You were brilliant."

"That's a shame..." Dyane's face dropped into a look of mock sorrow. "I was rather hoping you would be angry with me..." I suddenly realized what she was after...

"Well actually yes you were a bit rough with me now you mention it." I looked at her sternly. Her eyes twinkled again.

"I'm sorry Martin. I didn't mean to hurt you."

"And you almost suffocated me with your pussy all over my face!"

"God yes it must have been awful. How can I ever make it right? Are you going to punish me?" I smiled at her.

"I think it's the least you deserve don't you?" She nodded dumbly and dropping the ropes had to the floor she stood, almost to attention and gazed at me. I stood up and looked at her in my best stern expression. "Now what are we going to do with you?" I put my finger to her lips before Dyane could speak and she suppressed a grin as she clamped her mouth shut. I gazed into her eyes and stroked my hands down the side of her cheek.

"Such a pretty face..." I ran my fingers around her throat and then down to her breasts. I carefully twirled my fingernails along the upper slopes of her boobs and then scraped it across each nipple in turn. She winced but did not make a sound as I began to rub her nipples between my finger and thumb. I then leant down and licked and kissed both nipples in turn, then starting to chew on the stalks, harder than I had done before. Dyane whimpered but did not protest. I stood up again and gazed at her, her eyes sparkling. She was really enjoying this!

I sat down on the bed in front of her.

"Spread your legs!" I ordered. Obediently Dyane shuffled her feet until her legs were about a yard apart. I gazed at her pussy and then leaning forward started to rub my fingers up and down the lips. She became wet almost immediately and I slid my middle finger up to the knuckle in her pussy. She gasped as I began to slide my finger in and out. Then I introduced my index finger and grabbed hold of her hips to steady her as I began to vigorously thrust my two fingers in and out of her pussy. She started to whimper.

"Not yet!" I ordered, and quickly withdrew my fingers. "Don't you dare come yet you little tart!" Dyane let out a low moan and I swear her legs trembled. I stood up and raised my fingers to Dyane's mouth. She glanced at me as I ran my fingers along her lips and she obediently opened her mouth as I slid my fingers, coated with her pussy juices, into her mouth.

She sucked and lapped at my fingers tasting her own juices. I withdrew my fingers and then stood behind Dyane. Her legs were still parted and I grabbed each cheek of her backside in my hands, massaging the soft pert flesh. I then moved one hand around to her front and started to squeeze her breasts again, continuing to massage her backside with my other hand. She fell back into my arms as I rubbed and caressed the soft flesh.

Then I worked my hand between the cheeks of her backside and curled my finger round to once again slide it into her pussy. However this was just to lubricate my finger as I carefully drew it back until it was over her anus. I began to rub my finger over the puckered entrance and then the muscles seemed to relax and the first inch of my finger slid into Dyane's backside. She let out a little cry and I pulled her closer to me so that my finger slid further into her arse. She was now writhing against my finger and it was all I could do to keep her steady.

"God you're enjoying this you bitch aren't you?" Dyane nodded vigorously.

"I think it's about time I fucked you don't you?"

"Yes..." Dyane gasped and I pushed her forward until her legs bumped against the edge of the bed. She started to climb onto the bed and I quickly grabbed her hips and pulled her back.

"Not on the bed, bitch...bend over. I'm going to fuck you from behind like the animal you are!" I still had hold of Dyane's hips and I pushed her forward so she bent at the waist and rested her hands on the mattress. Her backside was now sticking up invitingly in the air and I took hold of my cock and positioned the head against her pussy.

"Are you're ready for this?"

"Yes...please..." Dyane gasped, her voice muffled by the bedclothes.

"What do you want me to do?"

"I want you to fuck me!" She had hardly finished the sentence as I slammed my cock deep into her pussy, the squelch echoing round the room, as did the cry of anguish from Dyane. I grabbed hold of Dyane's hips to steady myself and began to relentlessly thrust my cock in and out of her sopping cunt.

"Is this what you want?"

"Yes that's what I want. I want your cock in my cunt! Fuck me silly like the stupid tart I am!"

"God you're so easy are you? You like nothing better than a fact cock deep in your cunt don't you?"

"Only your cock Martin...only yours!"

"I should think so too. If I find out anyone else has been fucking you you'll be in big trouble! Got that?" As I said this I brought my right hand back and gave her a sharp tap on the right cheek of her backside. She cried out in anguish and I felt the muscles of her pussy contract again around my cock.

"You like that do you?" I brought my hand again down on her backside, this time slapping her harder and leaving a red mark glowing on her white cheek.

"Yes!" Dyane almost squeaked. "I love being spanked! I'm a naughty girl and deserve to be spanked really hard!" I brought my hand down again and started to spank her hard in the same rhythm as I was thrusting my cock in and out of her pussy. The slaps echoed round the room, as did the gasps and grunts of Dyane as I continued to pound into her.

"Fuck yes! Spank me! I'm your naughty schoolgirl I want to be spanked! I want to feel it! I want you to hurt me! Please hurt me!" I curled my arm around her waist and started to slap her backside even harder. I almost winced myself at the thought of the pain I must have been inflicting and Dyane's backside was now glowing a livid red. However the wetness of her pussy and the noise she was making made it quite clear how she felt about it!

"Are you mine?" I demanded.

"Yes!" Dyane cried out. "I'm yours! I'm yours! I'm your slave to do with as you wish! I want you to slap me and fuck me and do anything you want to me! I'm such a fucking slut!"

"I want you to come now. Are you going to come for me? Just for me?"

"Yes Martin. Only you...only you..." I was now slamming my cock harder and faster into Dyane's pussy and suddenly she cried out, almost a scream, as she came.

"AAAHHHHHH.....FUCK....YESSSSSS!"

The muscles of her pussy twitched and contracted around my cock as she shook on the bed, her climax searing through her. Her body slumped forward on to the bed and I fell on top of her, which had the effect of slamming my cock even harder into her pussy.

"Shit! FUCK that hurts..."

"It's supposed to you silly bitch!"

"No..." Dyane gasped as I lay on top of her, her pert backside cushioning my tummy and my cock still embedded in her pussy. My face was now alongside her head and I whispered in her ear,

"You know I've not come yet don't you?" Dyane moaned quietly. "Do you think you've been punished enough?" Dyane grunted. "I can't hear you?"

"No...I deserve more...I've been a bad girl..." Dyane muttered.

"That's good. There's a lot more I can do to you yet isn't there?" Dyane nodded her head which was still buried in the bedclothes.

"What can I do?" as I said this I started to slide my cock in and out of her pussy again.

Her backside was cushioning my tummy and I wriggled my hand under her to grab hold of her breasts.

"You're hurting me..." I squeezed her breasts even harder knowing that despite what she said she was enjoying this. "You're hurting me Martin..." I continued to thrust in and out.