PrefaceSusi shows back up at Lisa's house looking to go out on the town for a night of fun. Susi finds that Lisa isn't home, but Stacey is there to make her night far more fun than she'd ever anticipated and winds up adorned with a collar around her neck.
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Stacey Gets a PetStacey walked through the door, spying Susi in the entrance, "Hmm, well then... Isn't this tasty."
Susi grinned, looking Stacey up and down. "Yeah, well. I had plans to meet Lisa tonight. We were going to go out clubbing, but it seems she blew me off." Nipping her lip, her eyes lingered on the woman's breasts. "You care to join me, instead? I figure I'm all dressed up with no place to go, now."
Stacey bit her lower lip as she reached out and tangled her fingers in the strings of Susi's dress. "Well, yes. You and me are going to go out, however we need a few things first. Besides, I have to change into something more...appropriate."
Susi watched her fingers toying with the straps on her dress in amusement, but didn't say anything about it, only asking. "Get a few things? What? You need some more lip gloss or something? You look smokin' hot already, gorgeous. What more could you possibly need? But yeah, go ahead and change. Though I think you'd already have every eye in the club on you in that get up, but knock your socks off, sugar."
Stacey grinned as she loosened her grip and let her hand drift down the girl's body, suddenly curling two fingers in between the strings to slide over her bare lips. "Oh, but it's not about me tonight. See, sugar...we're gonna get all eyes on you."
Susi sucked in a soft gasp, feeling her fingers just barely brush over her pussy lips as they went to curl around the straps at the bottom of her dress. Her eyes had been on Stacey's hand, but as it lingered there and she spoke those enigmatic words, she lifted her gaze to her face with a naughty little grin on those purple lips, "Oh, is that so? And how do you propose to do that, sexy?"
Susi's tongue slipped out between her lips, wetting the purple lipstick that coated them. Her eyes drifted closed at the twinge the woman's fingers caused by teasing her so wickedly and she shuddered almost visibly. "This looks to be a promising night, after all."
**Stacey and Susi head to a sex club to play by the pool...**
Stacey grinned and clasped a chain on Susi's collar. Wrapping the leash around her own fist to drag the girl's lithe body closer, she pulled her in and kissed those pouty lips. "You did say you loved the water."
Susi laughed softly with a nod, her lips brushing over her Mistress' blackened ones. When she broke the kiss, her eyes glanced over to the pool then back to the black vixen before her. Whispering softly, she said, "Yes, but you've already gotten me wet enough,Sta--" Susi caught herself, not yet used to using the new term, "...Mistress, and we've hardly yet begun our night."
Susi settled back on the chair with her heart pattering in her chest. Though she was always open to exploring new avenues, submitting to someone was a first for her and she found it was exciting her immensely. Susi laid back on the lounger as Stacey crawled over her and, lifting a hand to her neck, she traced the soft leather of the collar that had been wrapped around her neck just before they'd left the house. The draw of her lip in her Mistress' mouth had her fingers curling around that collar, feeling just how tight it was, and she realized it was locked on firmly. The idea made her stomach flip and she groaned, shifting excitedly but nervously on the chair.
Susi's tiny body jerked in surprise at the gentle touch of of those fingertips brushing over her naked nether lips. She'd bought this dress with the intent to shock others, but also to heighten her own sexuality. It exposed everything she had while still remaining clothed, leaving her feeling like a wanton little slut. And now this gorgeous woman was taking her out to publicly expose her and use her like the slut she was, and it was driving her crazy with need. The slight flit of a fingertip over her clit drew a gasp from her lips and she reached out to Stacey, grasping her arm desperately. "Oh...god, Mistress. That feels..." She groaned and arched her back, whimpering, "Fuck, it feels so good!"
Susi let out a shuddering gasp, her fingers clutching Stacey's back when the woman's fingers pressed just inside her tiny hole to stroke right over her g-spot. Her legs stiffened, nearly launching her off the seat, her free hand clutching the side of the cushion as she cried out, "Holy shit! Ahhh god!" Just when she thought she was about to shatter into a million little pieces, Stacey's fingers would slip from that sweet spot to tap along her clit again, spreading her honey everywhere between her cunt lips. This wicked Mistress expertly lifted her up and dropped her down again, never letting her get used to a tempo, keeping her on edge, making her body crave more but never quite giving it to her. Her whole body was on fire, every nerve singing, and she nearly forgot about the other people around, her entire focus on the pleasurable torment of her Mistress. Graceful but strong fingers clasped her leg, lifting it over Stacey's shoulder, and Susi smirked as her Mistress slipped between her thighs. Watching as her pink tongue slipped from between those blackened lips, Susi gasped, feeling the soft wet muscle part her pussy lips and lave over her swollen bud.
Susi writhed on the lounge chair at the feel of her Mistress' soft, full lips pressing against her glistening nether ones, the heat of Stacey's breath caressing her folds like an angel's kiss coming from a demon's lips. The warm lapping tongue teased over her clit and she squealed in delight, her thighs pressing in and spreading open as though she couldn't keep them still. The wicked temptress had Susi teetering on the brink again and then she lifted her head and Susi nearly barked out a curse in frustration, but she slapped her hand to her own mouth and bit down to keep it in. Still she groaned so loudly when Stacey's fingers found her little pink nipple, pinching it between them, that her muffled cry could be heard around her hand. Nodding her head in response to Stacey's suggestion, Susi rose and followed behind her Mistress holding her leash, flopping backwards onto the couch when her she was given a rough shove to her shoulder. Susi watched, swallowing hard, as Stacey kissed her way down her belly, the muscles dancing under the woman's lips making her stomach quiver, and she sucked in a breath when those succulent lips reached the valley between her legs once more.
Susi slipped off the couch, letting her knees hit the floor so she could crawl over to Stacey between those black leather boots that graced her beautiful legs. Susi curled her fingers around her Mistress' calves, letting her fingers caress the soft creamy flesh of one leg and the black and red ink on the other until her palms pressed along the backs of her strong thighs. Legs spread obscenely wide, Susi tipped her head up to see her Mistress staring back down at her with those mysterious green eyes, the glaring blue strap-on brushing against her cheek as though mocking her. Susi debated grabbing it, but she kept her fingers locked around those beautiful legs and parted her lips, running her tongue over her top lip then bottom, wetting them before inching her head forward to draw the plastic phallus into her mouth. Though it didn't have the familiar masculine taste she was used to, it was the same intent, the same idea, objectifying her as a whore being used for the pleasure of another, and she moaned as the shaft slipped deeper into her mouth spreading her purple-glossed lips wide around the girth.
Susi was working that cock like it was real, trying to bring pleasure vicariously to her Mistress through the strap-on, but since that was impossible, Stacey did what was pleasurable to her. Susi felt the grip of Stacey's hand in her hair and as the woman's hips started bucking, her grip tightened, forcing the fake cock deep into her throat. The tip banged against the back of her throat and she heaved, choking on it. Bubbles of saliva gushed from her lips around the blue phallus, and though she kept swallowing, the gagging made her drool more so that it started running down her chin. Coughing, tears springing in her eyes, she turned to look up at Stacey, seeing the maniacal grin on her face as she told her to beg to be fucked. Susi trembled with excitement and once Stacey relaxed her grip in her purple hair, she pulled her lips from the strap-on with a slurping smack, her mouth shining with spit. Smirking almost foolishly, though she couldn't help but feel deliciously wicked, she purred out, "Mistress, will you please fuck my pretty little pussy with your big, blue cock? I want to feel it stretching my cunt open until you make me cum all over it." With that, she nipped the tip of the strap-on with her teeth, grazing them down the length then drawing back with another slurping pop of her lips off the tip.
(Some day we need to finish this one, but at this point, real life intruded)