I Do What I'm Told

My name is Amanda, and I do what I'm told.

Ok, so a little about me. I'm a 22 year old college senior, an RA in a freshman dorm. I'm a tall, slender brunette, dark hair, dark eyes....you know the type. Until this year, I was straight, with a dominant personality. Then, I met Sarah. She's a petite blonde, big breasted freshman, and gorgeous. When I first met her, there was something....consuming about her.

Soon, we became friends. She was kind to me and I grew more and more attracted to her. I knew she was a lesbian, and I wanted to have my first experience with her. I came on to her, and we were ready the next night.

I put on my sexiest lingerie. She came to my apartment wearing tight leather pants, heels, and a red sweatshirt. She was also carrying a backpack. I gave her a seductive look, and to my surprise, she just said, "Strip."

"Don't you want to see me in my lingerie?" I said.

"I said strip!" she shouted, then came up and slapped me. I had never seen her like this. For a moment, I thought about kicking her out, but somehow, doing what she said felt....proper.

I quickly took off my clothes and stood there naked. She told me to put my hands behind my head and spread my legs. I did. I was so scared, but so incredibly turned on. She began to touch my body all over, making me feel so innocent and , so weak. She went behind me and pushed forward on my back, implying I was to bend over. I did, and she spanked me several times.

While I was still down - I didn't dare stand up - she took her clothes off. "On the bed," she said. I lay down on my bed, then watched as she produced a strap-on dick from her backpack. I was more frightened than ever now.

She proceeded to mount over my face. "Suck it," she said.

"Please, don't be so rough anymo-". As I was talking, she had slammed the fake cock into my mouth, and not lightly either. I was on it as she pumped in and out, my head against the bed. I pushed against her, but she was both stronger and had the top, so she just had her way. It scared me - not the , but the fact that it felt so damn good.

After a while, she pulled out, and before I could catch my breath, she had slammed into my pussy. I moaned loudly. She knew I was liking this, as much as I wouldn't admit it. She was totally in charge.

"My little slut," she said. I had never heard her speak like that. It scared me to hell. "Say it. Say you're my slut."

"I....I don't want to say that...."

"Say it!" She slapped me.

"Don't make me...."

She slapped me hard again. "Say it and be proud of it."

I whispered, "I....I'm your slut."

"Louder!"

I said a little louder, "I'm your slut." I wanted to scream it, I knew it would feel good.

"Louder!"

I screamed, "I'm your slut!"

"Again!"

"I'm your slut! Your whore! I'm a filthy fucktoy for your pleasure!" It felt incredible. "I'm about to cum...."

Sarah told me not to cum without permission, so I held it in...painfully. She kept fucking me, just to make it feel worse. Eventually, she took off the strap on, and put a vibrator in me as she rode my face. I loved eating her pussy. I never knew it would be this wonderful. But I still wanted to cum. Sarah came 6 or 7 times before she let me, but when I did, it was the greatest orgasm of my life.

It's now several months later, and I am Mistress Sarah's property. I do whatever she says. She has a few standing rules, of course. I'm not allowed to refuse any sexual favors to anyone who propositions me, and I must dress sexy on a daily basis.

Tonight, she says she has something very special planned. She told me earlier to get dressed in a white blouse and blue schoolgirl skirt. The blouse is not to be buttoned, but tied in a knot to just barely cover my breasts and expose my stomach. The skirt is so short it exposes my asscheeks. I have no bra, but bright red panties. Oh, and high heels with straps up the legs. I sit on the bed ready and waiting, and she comes in right on time.

"Don't you look tasty," she says. Then she lifts her skirt and pulls her panties aside. I don't need to be told twice. I drop to my knees and lick her to orgasm. When she finishes, she stands me up. "Let's go," she says, and I follow her out of the room.