Mistress Mombi walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed. “Now slut, crawl to me,” Mistress said. Her demeanor had changed, and she was more strict than she was during dinner. She wasn’t the Wicked Witch, but she was more demanding and severe than she was a little while ago.
Mistress Mombi did indeed have her “moods” and depending on what she was doing at the time, she could be soft and almost loving or strong-willed and domineering. And of course, if she was pissed off, well, Dorothy tried hard not to see that side of her!
Dorothy crawled to where the Mistress indicated, kneeling directly in front of the Mistress between her spread legs. Dorothy felt a bit uncomfortable at first, being so close to another woman’s exposed privates like that.
She had never been with another woman, although there was no denying she was having very erotic thoughts, being so close and intimate with this beautiful woman. She almost forget she was there under blackmail circumstances, almost wanting to please her and enjoy her lush body. Dorothy looked up into the Mistress’s eyes as she continued speaking.
“I have noticed, my sweet, that you are extremely shy and you keep looking at my big tits, then divert your glance away, blushing, as if you have been caught doing something wrong. Would you like to touch them?” The Mistress asked, as she ran her red tipped fingers over her breasts, around her areola and gently flicking her hardening pink nipples.
“Y-Yes,” Dorothy said, softly.
“Yes Mistress,” she corrected Dorothy. “You shall answer me with Yes Mistress, understand?”
“Yes Mistress,” Dorothy corrected herself, “I’m sorry.”
“Give me your hands,” Mistress instructed. Dorothy gave Mistress Mombi her hands and she lifted the tiny hands to her large creamy tits. “Now squeeze them and fondle them like you do your own,” Mistress said.
Dorothy moved as if she were in a trance, groping and fondling her Mistress’s large breasts and marveling at the size of the giant globes. She felt the Mistress’s nipples stiffen at her touch and felt moisture form between her own legs while gazing up at them; she admired the saucer sized, dark circles surrounding the protruding nipples.
The beautiful seductress lifted the young slave woman to her feet, tweaking her tiny nipples, then sucking on the hard buds while she ran a long finger down to her sopping slit and pumped it in and out. She ordered Dorothy to do the same to her. The submissive young woman complied and soon she was trembling on the verge of a rousing orgasm.
“Oh God! Ohh, I going to cum! Ohh please make me cum Ohhh…” Dorothy whimpered as the Mistress’s fingers probed her insides. Mistress pulled her fingers from the girls dripping pussy and then pulled her over her knee. She resumed fingerfucking the girl as Dorothy moaned and shuddered.
Mistress Mombi fingered the young drooling pussy until Dorothy was right on the edge, then withdrew her fingers and spanked each ass cheek two or three times mixing the pain with her pleasure. She did this several times until Dorothy found the two extremes beginning to blend together.
“Oh please, Mistress! Please make me cum! Oh please!” Dorothy begged.
“You would like to cum would you? You like to cum? You are my little cumslut aren’t you?” Mistress said, as she teased the girls dripping pussy even more. She rubbed her thumb over the girl’s hard aching clit and Dorothy moaned all the more desperately.
“Yes! Oh yes Mistress, I am your cumslut! Please please make me cum! Oh god pleeease!” Dorothy pleaded, almost in tears.
Mistress smiled knowing that the girl was hers. She grabbed the girls hair, wrenching her head back and looked into her eyes. She fingered the girl a bit more then gave the command. “Cum! Cum for your Mistress slut!”
“OHH, YESSS! OH MY GODDD!” Dorothy screamed out as she flooded the hardwood floor with her juices, spewing them out like it was the first time she had ever cum. She poured herself out as she shook and writhed, the tremendous orgasm wringing her out like a wet dishrag. Finally, she had emptied herself and lay limp and dripping over the Mistress’s knees.
“Now look at the mess you made of my floor slut! You have your naughty pussy juice all over my clean floor! Get down there and lick it up slut. Lick up your pussy juice and clean my floor with your tongue!” she said, shoving Dorothy off her lap. Dorothy bent to the task, licking up her spilled juice even as she panted for breath from her orgasm. When she was done, Mistress hauled her back up and pulled her into her own crotch.
“Now that you have had your fun, you will lick your Mistress’s cunt and make me cum too!” she said.
Dorothy proceeded to do just that. As Mistress played with her young tits and fingered her from behind, Dorothy licked and lapped at the Mistress’s dripping pussy until at last the Mistress came as well. Mistress Mombi rubbed Dorothy’s face in her wet pussy juice and smeared her juices all over the young girl’s face, pushing her back into a kneeling position when her face was fully coated and glistening.
“You will wear my cunt juice on your face as a sign of service until I give you permission to wash it off, understand?” Mistress said sternly.
“Yes Mistress,” Dorothy said quietly.
Mistress Mombi then got up and got dressed in her robe again and left the young girl kneeling on the floor of the bedroom, her face dripping in her Mistress’s juices, and sobbing tears of shame. Was this to be her life forever? Was she to be constantly degraded and humiliated, left to be nothing but a sex object for this woman’s perverted pleasures?
Dorothy managed to finish the rest of the day doing the chores the Mistress lined out for her with as little contact with her as possible. She didn’t know how she was ever going to face the Mistress again after acting like such a common street whore. The young girl blamed her own uncontrollable sexual urges for losing control like that and having an orgasm.
Even now, alone in her cell, she thought about it and it made her feel naughty and whorish all over again. She lay on the old mattress she was given for a bed, fingering herself as images of Mistress’s naked voluptuous body danced in her head.
She felt guilty and ashamed once again; why was she so attracted to this woman – she had never been with a woman before, why this one? She had after all blackmailed her into this position, threatening to terrorize her friends and hold them all captive!
The next day Dorothy was let out of her cell to prepare breakfast. Dorothy was kept in a cell because not only did it keep her from running off and rejoining her friends, but it also served to remind her of her status there in the Mistress’s castle. She was, after all a slave, and so sleeping locked in her cell reinforced that fact in her mind.
As Dorothy prepared breakfast, Mistress took her morning shower and got ready for the day. Dorothy had her back to the room, cooking breakfast, when Mistress came up behind her.
Dorothy was to be kept naked, both as another preventive measure keeping her from escaping and because the Mistress liked keeping her embarrassed and liked leering at her. Mistress walked up behind Dorothy and patted her ass, toying with her pussy. Dorothy, without thinking, pushed the woman’s hand away and said “Stop that!”
As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Dorothy knew she had messed up. She quickly put her hands to her mouth, eyes wide, then apologized. “Oh, Mistress! Oh, I am sorry! Please forgive me – you caught me off guard!” she said earnestly. But the damage had been done.
Snatching a large handful of her brown hair with one hand and bending a wrist behind her back and holding it uncomfortably high with the other, she marched the errant young girl back to her cell and threw her onto her mattress. “You stay here, you insolent little bitch, until I think up a suitable punishment for you!” Mistress spat at her.
Dorothy knew that whatever Mistress dreamed up would not be a pleasant experience. She was both a witch and a Mistress, not a combination that lent itself to leniency! She lay there in her bed, dreading what would come next. Meanwhile Mistress went back into the dining room and ate her breakfast leisurely.
She wanted Dorothy to stew on this for awhile, knowing her imagination would gnaw at her and conjure up all manner of horrific ideas of what may happen to her!
When she was through with her breakfast, Mistress went into the castle dungeon and prepared things for Dorothy’s punishment. She would need to teach this mouthy little miscreant a lesson she wouldn’t soon forget.
Once the preparations were made, she went back up to get the subject of today’s lesson. She opened the door to her cell and Dorothy backed into a corner, cowering and curled up. “Please, Mistress! Please, I didn’t mean to snap at you! Please, I’m so sorry!” she cried.
“Not nearly as sorry as you are about to be, slut! You are going to have to learn who is Mistress and who is slave around here. And that the response ‘Stop that!’ is NOT the best answer when I want to play with your whore pussy!” Mistress said, grabbing the girl’s arm and dragging her out of her cell.
Despite Dorothy’s protests and pleas, Mistress dragged her down into the castle’s dungeon below the main floor of the castle. There in the dank bowels of the Mistress’s castle, surrounded by the castle’s several foot thick stone walls, Dorothy was introduced to the Mistress’s terrible dungeon.
She dragged the girl over to one of her favorite pieces of dungeon equipment. It is a special type of stockade that she designed and created just to hold an errant submissive for punishment. Mistress laid Dorothy on the padded top and locked her head into the stock at one end. On each side of the tabletop there were leather wrist restraints to which Dorothy was next locked into. Finally, her ankles were drawn up over her head and locked into the wooden stockade designed for them.
Dorothy now lay on her back, her legs splayed lewdly apart and over her head and her wrists secured by her side.
Dorothy watched the Mistress apprehensively as she walked around the dungeon. She picked up an ominous-looking wooden paddle about four inches wide and twelve inches long, with a six inch long handle.
The Mistress came over to Dorothy and standing where she could see her, began lecturing the young bound girl. “Now, my pretty little slut, I am about to turn that pretty white ass of yours into my private playground. This paddle will instill in you a more respectful attitude.
This morning, I woke up in a playful mood – I had ideas of fun and games for us today. But your snapping at me has changed the mood for the day, and now I have to punish you. While there will still be fun in it for me, I don’t think the same can be said for your side of the deal!”
“Please Mistress! Please, you don’t have to do this! I know I made a mistake, but you surprised me! I am sorry! Please! Please Mistress!” Dorothy cried.
“It’s too late for sorry, whore! Maybe the next time someone comes up and wants to play with that pussy of yours, you’ll be more accommodating!” Mistress said. She walked around to the other end of the bench where the head stockade blocked Dorothy’s view of the Mistress. Unable to see what she was doing, she didn’t know what to expect next. She would find out soon enough!
“SMACK!”
“SMACK!”
“SMACK!”
“SMACK!”
Mistress let loose with a barrage of blows to her upturned ass in rapid fashion with no warning or preparation.
“OH MISTRESS!” Dorothy squealed as the pain reached her brain after the second or third blow. She pulled her ass up and moved it from side to side, wriggling it to try to avoid another blow, but in the position she was in, there was very little she could do.
Mistress Mombi paused for a moment to let the heat sink in and watch as the pale creamy skin of her ass pinked up so delightfully. She rubbed her hand over the target area, feeling the heat coming from where the paddle had landed.
“Mmm…” Mistress said, approvingly. Then she straightened up and drew her hand back again.
“SMACK!”
“SMACK!”
“SMACK!”
“SMACK!”
Another barrage just like the first fell on Dorothy’s ass, and once again she screeched in protest, writhing and wriggling to try to lessen the effect. Mistress let the heat build once more as Dorothy pleaded for mercy from a woman without any.
“Please Mistress! Please! I won’t do it again, I promise! Please forgive me! I’ll do anything you want Please!” Dorothy bargained.
“Oh, my sweet little whore – you will do anything I want whether I stop or not!” Mistress laughed. “Now that your lovely little ass is warmed up we can begin with the punishment. Are you ready my dear?”
“Oh Please, Mistress! Plee-OH FUUUCKK!” Dorothy screamed as the blows cut her off in the middle of her plea. Mistress Mombi rained down blow after blow upon her upturned ass alternating sides but without a break. Over and over the paddle made contact with her tender flesh and with each blow an angry smack was heard as wood met flesh.
Dorothy’s ass danced as the blows continued, screaming and begging for it to stop. Her ass was on fire now and it looked like it too, the pretty pink hue had been replaced by an angry red glare. Her ass cheeks and even the back of her thighs partway to the knees were suffering from the Mistress’s paddle.
But there was another interesting thing occurring as Mistress’s paddle continued to fall. The Mistress’s paddle, at first an instrument of pain and punishment, had begun to turn into an instrument now of Dorothy’s pleasure! She had reached the point where she was actually raising her ass to meet the paddle instead of avoiding it. And Mistress Mombi noticed a trickle of juice coming from the young girls pussy crack! She smiled as she noticed the glint of moisture.
Mistress Mombi put the paddle down and turned back to Dorothy. She lay there on the bondage rack, the fire in her ass matched by the fire now burning in her young pussy. The Mistress pulled her asscheeks apart and looked at the girl’s damp slit.
“Have you learned your lesson on how to behave or do you want more punishment? Answer me you stupid little cunt!” Mistress hissed, shoving two fingers deep into the girls wet dripping slit.
“Ohhhh…” Dorothy moaned as she felt the Mistress’s fingers exploring her wet, pink hole. Mistress began fingerfucking Dorothy rapidly, turning her moans of suffering into moans of pleasure. She no longer wriggled and writhed to avoid the Mistress’s hand, but to enjoy it. Mistress was not punishing her now, but turning her on!
“Very well then, maybe I should kiss it and make it all better for my naughty little slut,” Mistress grinned, then kissed and licked the inflamed buttocks. Her long tongue traveled down to the moist cavern, she licked, sucked, and chewed on the aroused pussy until Dorothy screamed out in ecstasy.
While her mouth worked her heated pussy Mistress’s fingers filled Dorothy’s pussy and ass hole. Dorothy moaned and groaned like a street whore before erupting in a screaming orgasm then collapsing in exhaustion.
But Mistress wasn’t quite finished with her. She moved around to Dorothy’s head and straddled her shoving Dorothy’s face into her bald cunt. “Now show me how sorry you are, you insolent little slut!” Mistress snarled.
As Dorothy licked and sucked she was told to chew on the thick pussy lips. As she did Dorothy was astonished at how much she loved the taste and smell of her Mistress’s pussy. She licked and sucked with fervor; she just couldn’t get enough of the juicy cunt.
Mistress turned and made Dorothy worship her ass just as she had done with her cunt. The young woman lovingly complied, she kissed all over the Mistress’s ass, and then probed her anal canal with her tongue.
When the Mistress was finally satisfied, she released Dorothy. “Good girl, I like your sweet mouth on my cunt as much as you love servicing me. You are a good cunt-lapper, even though you don’t have much experience. But you will get plenty of that from now on! Now go clean up before you go back to your cell and rest. You look like a cheap whore with your hair a mess, lipstick smeared all over, and your face glistening with pussy juices,”
“Yes Mistress,” Dorothy said, and she staggered towards the bathroom, leaning on the wall for support as her legs were still shaky from all that she had gone through.
Dorothy had gotten cleaned up and was laying in her cell when the Mistress called on her a few hours later. “Get up you lazy slut! Just because you got your ass beat this morning doesn’t give you an excuse to spend the rest of the day in bed!” Mistress said, unlocking her cell. “
You are probably hungry since you missed breakfast, and after lunch you have chores to do. Dorothy quickly ate not wanting to keep the Mistress waiting and needing to get to her work. She was just getting to the last of her chores when the Mistress called from her bedroom.
Dorothy hoped that the Mistress was not angry with her for some reason, but she could think of nothing that she did wrong. Dorothy softly knocked on the door and opened it when she was told to enter. Mistress was sprawled out on the bed with her long, lean legs spread wide.
“Have you finished all your chores for the day?” Mistress asked her.
“Not quite Mistress. I was just finishing up cleaning the dining room and I have one more load of dishes to do,” Dorothy admitted.
Mistress beckoned with her finger for Dorothy to join her in bed. They kissed passionately, Dorothy’s head was then pushed down to the heaving breasts, she lovingly kissed and nursed on the giant globes.
Mistress hand fed the young girl each big tit, Dorothy went back and forth and suckled with fervor. Mistress observed, “You do love my big tits don’t you girl? You are slobbering all over them; enough of that for now. I want you to slowly kiss your way down to my cunt. That is what you want, isn’t it baby?”
“Oh yes, Mistress. I want to taste your delicious pussy! Thank you Mistress for offering me this special treat.” The young woman kissed her way down the alluring Mistress’s body and lingered at her navel and thighs before sticking out her tongue and sampling the sweet nectar of her Mistress’s honey hole.
The voluptuous temptress bellowed, “Yes, my pretty slut! Eat my cunt, gobble it all up like the whore you are! Chew on my fat pussy lips and suck them into your mouth too. Oh, oh, oh… I’m going to cum all over your pretty slut face; lick it all up whore, drink every drop of my cum, and savor the taste. You love it don’t you, you little cunt-lapping cumslut? Do you want more? How would you like to start work every day with your face buried in my horny cunt?”
“You know I love your sweet cunt and whenever you want, I will love and adore your pussy, tits or ass. I am all yours Mistress, and will do whatever you command of me.”
The sultry Mistress Mombi thought of how good it was to have a young eager, pussy licking slut slave in the castle.
“Good girl! Now be an obedient little slut and suck my toes and lick my feet. Then I want you to tongue-fuck my ass and then you may suck the juices out of my cunt again,” she said. Dorothy obeyed and sucked each toe and licked between them and all over the Mistress’s feet.
Next, she worshiped the Mistress’s ass with her mouth and tongue. Mistress Mombi thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of Dorothy licking and tonguing her tight puckered ass. So she allowed Dorothy to feed on the pussy juices she had produced in her. She sighed in delight when her mouth was once again attached to the smoldering cunt. Dorothy was like a crazed woman, lost in a feeding frenzy as she gobbled up the pungent pussy.
After washing the young woman’s face with cum and pussy juice, she pulled her face up to her own and kissed the young girl, tasting her pussy and ass on her soft tongue and mouth.
