The Journey of Grace Ch. 07

Grace rose from where she was standing and walked over to Michelle whose eyes watched every movement. Stepping close, Grace said one word, "Discipline."

Inwardly Michelle groaned, knowing that meant that she would not get permission to cum yet. Outwardly she only nodded her obedience to Grace. She focused on controlling her excitement and not letting it overwhelm her.

The clerk did not quite understand the significance of what Grace had said but there was a clear change in Michelle. She was no longer pushing back against her although Michelle's trembling continued. The clerk was slightly startled when Grace spoke to her.

"If you could get down please, I would like to see how the dress looks on My horny little slut," Grace said with a chuckle. Then she watched the clerk slowly step away from Michelle then down from the dais. Grace could tell that she was unsure as to why she had participated in teasing Michelle. She also seemed nervous that she had upset Grace.

As she walked around Michelle, Grace paused to squeeze the clerks hand and whispered, "Thank you for teasing My Michelle. Sluts like her enjoy it, even when I deny her release."

Turning once more to look at Michelle, Grace murmured her approval. The gown fit her extremely well. The front was a sweetheart cut that accented her breasts wonderfully while the back was cut quite low, almost to where the swell of her rear started. It was slit all the way up one leg to just below her waist. With each step, her beautiful legs would be shown. That wasn't the only reason she liked the high slit. It afforded access. Testing it, Grace slipped her hand into the slit and softly stroked Michelle's wet mound.

"Oh Mistress, Your fingers feel so good," Michelle said with a gasp. Her hips pushed forward against Grace's hand. The hand lingered there, pressing one finger then another into Michelle. Grace smiled. There was more than enough room there for her to have fun. Sliding the thong aside for a moment, she let one finger run between Michelle's swollen cunt lips. Michelle groaned loudly as Grace finished by tapping her clit one time, then she felt Grace withdraw.

Holding her finger up in front of her own face, Grace breathed in deeply. Then she touched her tongue to it and took a little taste. She made a little sound of pleasure and then licked her finger clean while Michelle watched. The clerk too watched not fully understanding the byplay between the two but enjoying watching. She wished that Grace would make Michelle cum. It seemed like it would be exciting to watch but she sensed that Grace was not going to allow it and that Michelle would neither ask for more nor disobey.

Turning to the clerk, Grace nodded. "W/we will take this one. Could you please take it off her before her wet little cunt drips all over it?" Michelle turned very red at Grace's accurate description.

The clerk nodded and helped Michelle out of the gown. This time there was no teasing. The atmosphere was turning more businesslike. She helped Michelle pick out a pair on spike heeled CFM pumps that perfected the curve of her calves. She then quickly placed a few pins and marks where the gown would need to be fitted for Michelle. In a very short time, Michelle was once again standing on the dais clad only in her thong. But now her thong was soaking wet and her inner thighs had a shine where her juices had run down a bit.

"you can get dressed, precious. We will be back shortly with something for Me to try on." Grace turned and exited out of the room again with the clerk following. She had already seen the gown that she liked. She had only to find the right size. Still by the time she was back in the room, Michelle was just about finished getting dressed.

Looking over at the clerk for a moment, Michelle went down to her knees in front of Grace. "Mistress, may i have the privilege of serving You in trying on Your dress?"

Grace smiled and ran her fingers through Michelle's hair. "Of course precious. I love having you serve Me. But I think W/we will use the changing room. you are the horny little slut who loves being shown off, not Me." Grace smiled and kissed Michelle.

Michelle passionately kissed Grace back and then nodded. "Yes i am, Mistress."

Shutting the curtain behind them, Michelle carefully unbuttoned Grace's blouse. Smiling up at Grace, she took the time to give a little kiss after each button. She knew how to tease back even if not on an equal level. She could tell from the soft sounds that Grace made that she was enjoying it. Moving around her, Michelle took the blouse off Grace and then kissed a soft trail down Grace's spine. Michelle was very pleased to see a shiver follow it. Then she reached down and undid Grace's jeans. Sliding her hands under them, she slowly pulled them down, peeling them off Grace. Moving in front again, she finished pulling them over each foot. Finally she helped Grace remove her bra.

Stepping back, Michelle admired her Mistress. She hoped that in fifteen years, she would look so good. Her body was firm in the right places and round in the right ones too.

"Mistress, i do not seem to be the only one who is a little wet. May i be allowed a quick taste?" Michelle looked hopefully at Grace.

Looking at Michelle with affection, Grace reached out and grasped Michelle's hair. She pulled her forward gently until Michelle face was almost touching her mound. "Just a little one, precious."

"Thank You, Mistress," Michelle said as she pushed her face against the thong. Her tongue probed and gathered in the musky, salty cream. Then Grace started to pull her back by her hair. For a second Michelle resisted, lingering. Then she gave into Grace.

Rising from her knees, Michelle got the white gown that Grace had picked out. She admired it as she helped Grace put it on. It was long like hers but tight and without a slit. And it had a daring plunging neckline. It would show off Grace in a way that was both sexy and classy.

Walking out to the room, Grace stepped up onto the dais. Michelle could not take her eyes off of Grace. She didn't see the smile on the clerk's face when she noticed the remains of Michelle's little taste. "You are so beautiful, Mistress. i love that dress on You." In particular, Michelle liked how the Mistress pendant hung in between the neckline. It drew attention to it and the word Mistress was quite noticeable.

The clerk nodded her approval. "Ma'am, that dress really does look good on you. Would you like me to make the measurements to get it fitted?"

"Yes, this is the one I want. Now you remember that I need both of them no later than noon tomorrow at O/our hotel?" Grace raised an eyebrow.

The clerk assured her that it would be no problem. She would get them on time and delivered. Grace had already put on the pumps she had picked out. They weren't quite as high as Michelle's but hey were still part of a stunning outfit. The clerk knelt to mark the length and pin it up. This close, she could smell Grace's pussy. Her own most assuredly was just as fragrant. She knew that tonight she was going to need to either get lucky or get out her little battery powered friend.

After finishing paying, Grace and Michelle both gave the clerk a hug and thanked her for the assistance. She couldn't help but give Michelle a little goose when they hugged. Michelle laughed softly and as she turned away, she gave a little wiggle to her ass at the clerk.

Michelle and Grace continued walking down the street. This time, Grace was looking for an entirely different store. She didn't want class and style. They were going out clubbing tonight and they needed sexy club wear. She didn't have to search far before the found just the shop. Unlike the other one, the clerks there were bored and unmotivated to be helpful. It didn't matter. Michelle was happy to serve her Mistress and they commandeered a changing room where they tried on numerous outfits. Both of them started to get giggly and that turned into a series of laughing fits. Still, they were able to find outfits that pleased both of them. Michelle especially wanted to please Grace with her outfit since she was planning on being as sexy as she could for Grace. She wanted Grace to want her passionately when they got back to the hotel so that Grace would not just tease her but give her relief.

They took their purchases back to the car and Grace drove back to the hotel. Once there, they both ordered some room service. Michelle insisted on setting it up herself. She signed for the bill and brought it in and then served Grace. Rather than sitting with Grace, Michelle knelt beside her. She was careful to watch Grace to anticipate any of her needs. As Grace's glass got close to empty, Michelle refilled it from the bottle of mineral water. When she finished her main course, Michelle took the plate away and replaced it with the fruit Grace had selected for dessert. Michelle could tell that Grace was enjoying the service. She kept stroking Michelle's head, running her fingers through Michelle's hair. Michelle ate as well. She just made sure that Grace was taken care of first.

When Grace finished eating the fruit, Michelle took her hands and carefully licked them clean of any fruit juices. She spent extra time running her tongue along the center of Grace's palm, looking up into Grace's eyes as she did so and finishing with a kiss.

Grace smiled at her. "Does My little precious want something?" she asked.

Her eyes sparkling, Michelle nodded and then replied, "You're little slut wants to get fucked, Mistress!"

"Fucked, is it? Are you sure?" Grace's own eyes sparkled as she looked at Michelle. She chuckled at the eager nod Michelle gave her. "Sluts should be naked, if they want to be fucked!" Grace said forcefully to Michelle.

Michelle wasted no time. She quickly stripped off her clothes and then returned to kneeling in front of Grace. "Like this, Mistress?" she wanted to know.

"Mmmmm, yes precious little slut," Grace admired Michelle's body once again. Turning, she went to her suitcase. From it, she took a couple of lengths of cloth. She tied one to each of the posts of the base of the bed. Grace then returned to stand in front of Michelle but not close enough for Michelle to touch, even if she attempted to do so. Slowly Grace did a strip tease for Michelle. It wasn't overly sexual. It just teased Michelle with hints of her body until Grace finally would reveal something, like when she took of her blouse or slide her pants down. Naked, Michelle knew that she was dripping from her pussy but she remained still as she watched Grace disrobe. When Grace had only her thong on, she pulled it tight against her mound. Michelle could see the outline of Grace's pussy and the moisture that was soaking into the thong. Her tongue licked her lips. Then Grace hooked her thumbs into the thong and pulled it down, showing Michelle her neatly trimmed pussy. An audible groan hissed out of Michelle's lips.

Slowly, Grace started to walk around Michelle who turned her head to keep her eyes on Grace until Grace's voice snapped out a command to keep her eyes forward. Michelle could sense Grace getting just behind her. There was a little shiver that went up her back.

"Stand up, little slut," Grace told her. Carefully, Michelle attempt to come to her feet as gracefully as she could. She chuckled in her mind as Michelle thought about the double meaning that gracefully could have. A quick gasp passed Michelle's lips as Grace touched her on the back. Grace's hand pressed her over, forcing her to bend at the waist.

"Give Me one hand, little slut," Michelle heard and she obeyed. Grace took the offered hand and took the other end of the cloth and bound Michelle's hand with it. Then she took the other one and did the same. With the way Michelle had bent over and then was tied, she would not be able to straighten up. From behind her, Michelle could hear Grace doing something. Then there was the patter of her feet coming back. Michelle was careful to only look straight ahead. She knew Grace wanted her to stay in that position.

"Now what was it again that you wanted, My precious little slut?"

"Mistress, i want to get fucked please."

As she said that, Michelle felt something press up against her cunt. It felt like a cock about to enter her. Grace's hands touched her hips and pulled Michelle back against her and Michelle felt the "cock" start to slide into her. Michelle helped it by pushing back into Grace. It was long and hard and Michelle felt it filling her.

"Do you like My grrlcock, little slut?"

"Oh god, yes Mistress." Michelle moaned. "Fuck me with Your grrlcock." As Michelle felt Grace's hips press in against her ass, she knew Grace had to be wearing a strap-on dildo. It was thicker than she had taken before but she was so wet from being excited all day, it slid in without pain. Grace ground her hips against Michelle, pushing it in deeper. Then she started to saw it in and out of Michelle's cunt. She would pull almost all the way out and then push it in hard. Michelle was panting and groaning. Her hands were pulling back against the bindings but they were very secure. Each thrust rocked her onto the balls of her feet.

Reaching around her with one hand, Grace sought out Michelle's clit. She slid her fingers between the wet cuntlips and flicked a finger against it each time that the grrlcock reached the deepest point. Grace's other hand stretched out to grasp Michelle's long hair. She pulled on it. As Michelle had dropped her head once she started to get fucked, this forced her head back and up. It wasn't hurting her but Michelle could feel how much Grace was in control of the situation.

Their legs pressed against each other as Grace drove her strap-on into Michelle. Then there was a pulling back only to be followed up by a hard thrust. Michelle tried to press back as much as she could given her bindings. Barely aware of it, she was muttering a stream of obscenities. "Fuck, fuck fuck. Fuck me hard. So fucking good, Mistress."

They both found a rhythm. As Grace pulled back, Michelle arched her back slightly to move her hips forward. As Grace started to slide in, Michelle pressed her ass back and helped the strap-on to slide deep and hard into her. Each stroke, Grace's fingers played with her clitty, bringing her closer. She was panting, moaning. She hoped that Grace knew how much she was loving being fucked by her. She could feel the contour of the dildo as it pressed against the walls of her hot and wet cunt. Her panting grew faster. Each thrust also meant Grace pulling on her hair. It was starting to hurt just a little but Michelle knew that was Grace's right. Her Mistress could do whatever she wanted and that too was exciting.

Michelle had been so excited for so long that day, she could tell that she wasn't going to be able to hold out too long. Already, she could feel the beginnings of the release she so longed for. But she couldn't just yet.

"Mistress, please i am going to cum. May i please have permission, or if You are going to just tease me, i need You to stop. And i hope to God that You are not teasing Your little slut!" Michelle panted out the words.

Grace smiled and leaned forward, pressing the grrlcock into Michelle. She let go of Michelle's hair and then pressed her lips to the back of Michelle's neck. Kissing her softly there, Grace then moved her lips closer to an ear. "I'm not teasing, My wonderful little slut." Flicking Michelle's clit with each word she said, "you may cum, precious."

Her mind relieved, Michelle gave herself into the feeling. Thrusting harder back against Grace, Michelle felt her orgasm start. It exploded through her. Michelle couldn't help but cry out loudly, letting her Mistress know how good it felt. "Oh my God, yes," she screamed. Her body quivered as Grace continued to drive her grrlcock deep into Michelle. It felt so good to Michelle after being denied her release for so long.

"Oh fuck me, Mistress, fuck me harder," Michelle cried out. Throughout her orgasm, she continued to thrust her ass back and forth on the hard grrlcock. She wanted to feel it as deep in her as she could. "Oh God, yes, that's it, Mistress. i'm cumming for You. Fuck Your little slut!"

Grace loved the way that Michelle was cumming. Her movements and thrusts back were pressing the base against her own mound, giving her wonderful stimulation. But much more than that, it was the control Michelle had given her. Despite wanting desperately to cum, she had waited for Grace's permission. The combination of the fucking and the heady feeling of ownership pushed Grace over the edge. Her own orgasm began. Slamming her grrlcock in and out of Michelle's dripping cunt, Grace felt the delicious feeling of the orgasm take over her body. Her mind saw stars. It grew harder for her to continue to fuck Michelle as her own body shook and quivered. Grace was not as vocal as Michelle, who was still moaning and crying out. Even in letting herself cum, Grace maintained a level of control over herself.

Grace reached out to grasp and pull Michelle's hair back. It wasn't a lot, but it hurt Michelle a bit more than Grace realized. Michelle had almost started to cum a second time along with Grace but the pain was enough of a distraction that she felt the feeling slip away. Michelle was momentarily frustrated but then realized she had agreed to let Grace treat her however she wanted. And in any case, she cared for Grace and wanted to please her, especially after how well Grace was being to her. Instead of being frustrated, she put her energy into fucking herself on Grace's grrlcock so that it would give pleasure back to Grace. Michelle moved her ass up and down so that the base rubbed more and more against Grace's clit.

Her eyes closed, Grace loved the feelings. She could tell what Michelle was doing. Her own thrusts were less steady but still going deep into Michelle. At the end of each stroke, she paused and held her body close to Michelle's as a wave passed over her, and then she could pull back for the next one.

Slowly the orgasm started to ebb. Her eyes opened as she continued to fuck Michelle. She looked down on the young college woman who was bent over in front of her. For a second Grace was simply amazed at her good fortune. Not only was she screwing a beautiful young woman who was years younger than her, Michelle belonged to her as well. And it was open so that she didn't have to hide this side of herself away. The last bits of her orgasm flared a little harder as this went through Grace's mind.

"Too bad it can't last," she thought a little sadly. Grace pushed the thought away. And for the most part, it went away, retreating to a place at the back of her mind where she was barely conscious of it.

Grace leaned forward and pressed her body close to Michelle's. She reached down and undid the bindings that held Michelle's hands. Michelle's well used body fell forward onto the bed with Grace cuddling her in her arms. Lying together like spoons, they softly kissed each other. Grace caressed Michelle's face, brushing the hair damp with sweat away. Michelle's eyes were sparkling bright as she looked into Grace's. She whispered softly, "Thank you, Mistress. Your little slut needed that."

Grace hugged Michelle close and replied, "It was My pleasure, precious. I loved fucking you too." She looked over at the clock. They still had a couple of hours before they needed to get ready for the evening out. Grace grabbed one side of the cover on the bed and pulled it up and around them. They lay together, arms and legs still entwined. Michelle nestled her head against Grace's neck and shoulder and sighed with contentment. She turned slightly and lightly kissed Grace's throat. Then she settled her head back down.

Grace smiled and kissed the top of Michelle's head. Her hand continued to stroke her little pet's hair as they lay together. After a few minutes, Grace could tell from Michelle's breathing that she had fallen into a light sleep. She felt sleep come over her as well. Her internal clock, like most things in her life, was strongly under her control. She decided that she could sleep for an hour and knew that she would wake just when she wanted. As she drifted off, Grace's last sleepy though was of Marie and how nice it would be if it was Marie there in her arms. Then she was asleep too.