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Lesbian slave now the Seductress:    And Her Adventures 4 C

Lesbian slave now the Seductress:
And Her Adventures 4 C



  Did you enjoy that?

Yes, Mistress, I nodded, no longer caring about the phone evidence, but secretly praying it was not going to be used against me if I was a good pet.

Do you want to come? she asked.

God, yes, I nodded, my pussy leaking into my panties throughout the encounter.

Tell me what you want, she ordered.

To come from my Mistress's tongue, I admitted.

Oh silly girl, she said, shaking her head. Mistresses don't eat their sluts, sluts eat their Mistresses.

Oh, sorry, Mistress, I said, disappointed.

Katherine, Brae called out.

Instantly Katherine walked in from the lobby and said, Yes, Mistress.

Our newest plaything needs to come, Brae said, me again, wincing at the use of the word our.

Can I fuck the bitch? the girl I thought looked so sweet and demure asked.

Get her off, however you wish, Brae shrugged, but make it fucking hot.

Yes, Mistress, Katherine smiled, perusing my room.

Worried, I had to ask, Mistress, please tell me the video is just for you.

Of course, she nodded. Unless can you give me a good reason for it to become for more than just my growing collection of pets.

I wondered how many pets she had, but didn't ask. Instead, I absurdly thanked her, Thank you, Mistress.

You're welcome, my pet, she smiled, before adding, How long have you been divorced?

Pardon me? I asked, surprised she would know that.

The fading tan line on your wedding finger tells me it has been a while, she explained, while Katherine opened and closed cupboards.

Oh, I nodded looking at my finger. The divorce isn't done yet, but it's been almost a year.

And this is the first time since the divorce you've had sex with more than your fingers and toys, isn't it? she accurately assessed.

Is it that obvious? I asked.

She shrugged, I can read people.

Apparently, I laughed, as I shook my head at the surreal conversation. I watched porn sometimes when I was alone and this felt like I was in a porn scene... unbelievable, yet incredibly hot... and this time starring me.

Here we go, Katherine said, as she walked to me with a rolling pin in her hand.

My eyes went big. I was about to ask that she couldn't be serious when Brae said, Oh, that is magically delicious.

I couldn't help but laugh at the Lucky Charms reference, but added, as Katherine bent me over the counter, Actually, Mistress, in this situation I think the Pillsbury slogan is more apropos.

I felt Katherine tugging my panties down and off.

And what is that one, slut? Brae asked, her legs still spread open, but now wider. I used the table for balance as I was molested by another teenager.

I looked up at her and smiled, as I felt the end of the rolling pin tease my pussy, Nothing' says loving like something from the oven.

Brae roared, Katherine did too, as the rolling pin slid inside my wanton overheated oven.

Katherine said, will, here's something for the oven.

Brae couldn't stop laughing as she tried to remain steady to film me as I began to get fucked with a rolling pin.

I moaned, wanting to be a good pet, indulging in the moment of pure lust I had been craving for months, yes, fill my oven, and fuck me like a cheap slut.

Brae moved off the table and I just closed my eyes and allowed myself to be fucked by a teenage stranger, the humiliation that should course my very being completely erased by the pleasure the humiliation was bringing.

Brae said now lets see if our newest fuck toy can handle the thick part of the makeshift toy.

Oh God, I gasped, not able to fathom possibly taking the actual rolling pin inside me.

Yes, Mistress, Katherine purred. I think the slut can easily take it.

She's given birth, she can take that, Brae agreed.

Suddenly I felt a hard push, a sudden surge of intensity, pleasure and pain, as my pussy widened unnaturally to accept the thick, round, cylinder. Oh Fuck! I screamed.

Nice, Brae purred. You really are as big a submissive slut as I thought you'd be.

Your slut-dear was on target as usual, Katherine giggled, as she began to fuck my pussy with the rolling pin.

Oh God, I moaned loudly, thankful the bakery was closed and it was after hours as anyone in the store would have heard my screams of pleasure and pain.

Suddenly, as I was being fucked by a wooden baking tool, my phone rang.

Katherine didn't stop fucking me, as I watched Brae go and grab it from a table. I begged, Please don't answer it.

Oh, I won't, Brae smiled, bringing the phone to me. You will.

She pressed answer and speakerphone and held the phone to my ear.

Hi, Mom, I greeted, knowing it was her from the ringtone.

Hi, honey Mom said. How was your day?

Wild, I answered, trying to keep my answers as short as possible to avoid moaning or whimpering or anything else that would alert my mother to the reason I was going to be late.

Well, you have the next two days off, she said. So I hope you will get some much needed relaxation.

Me too, I agreed, having looked forward to having the next two days off for the past week.

Are you almost done? She asked.

I think I'm close, I answered, saying two different things to two different people.

Well, come home as soon as you are finished, Mom said. The kids refuse to go to bed until they see you.

Okay, I hope to be coming soon, I said, unable not to say naughty innuendos which somehow enhanced the situation I was in.

See you soon, Mom said.

Okay, I answered, hanging up just in time to scream, Oh fuck, pound my cunt.

You really are a nasty slut, talking to your mother like that, Brae teased.

I couldn't help it, I moaned, as the rolling pin went unnaturally deep within me.

Do you want to come? Brae asked.

Yes, Mistress, I moaned, knowing my orgasm was building, but not yet close to eruption.

Brae moved behind me and said, go have some more dessert, my pet.

Yes, Mistress, Katherine replied. I watched as Brae took the rolling pin and Katherine moved to the floor, in-between my legs and to my pussy.

Oh fuck, I moaned, as her tongue made contact and Brae resumed fucking me.

Tell me what you are, Leanne, Brae ordered.

A slut, I moaned, my head beginning to go light as my orgasm began to accelerate.

What else?

A pet, a lesbian, a submissive pussy pleasing slave, I listed, each name creating twitches throughout my body as I humiliated myself.

Come now, Brae ordered as she furiously fucked my cunt with the rolling pin while Katherine moved to my clit and sucked it between her lips.

The order given, mixed with the sudden attention on my clit was all it took as my orgasm erupted out of me like the Niagara Falls.

Fuck yes, I screamed, as I actually slammed the counter with my hand.

Come hard, Brae purred, as she kept fucking me even as my orgasm cascaded out of me.

She's a flooder, Katherine declared from underneath me.

I bet she is, Brae purred, as she slowed down the fucking.

I remained stoic and spent, bent over like a whore, as the rolling pin was withdrawn from me and made an embarrassing sound as it did.

Katherine licked for a few more seconds before she crawled out from underneath me.

Brae ordered, clean your cum off your new toy, my pet.

I opened my eyes and saw the end of the pin that had been inside me in front of my face. I opened my mouth obediently and sucked the handle.

Brae said, once she pulled the rolling pin out of my mouth, so you said you had the best baked goods in the city.

Yes, I did, I nodded, still trying to recover from my orgasm, feeling the Cummings leaking down my leg.

Brae asked, as she sat back up on the counter, and spread her legs, I beg to differ.

I couldn't help but laugh, as I wordlessly moved a couple feet to her and back between her legs, Okay you have the best homegrown baked goods.

Brae roared with laughter as I leaned forward and tasted homemade perfection one more time.


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