Following orders

Elle had a pleasantly commanding voice, you obeyed because it seemed natural to do. When I had finally drawn her knickers down to her feet she held up her hand indicating I should stay there. Looking up, she towered above me - her judgemental look made me nervous.

"Kiss my toes - one by one - then gradually make your way up along my inner thigh." It was hard to focus on her eyes and not gaze at her mature woman's bush - which stared down at me as well. Knowing my own groomed almost shaven look I felt very much the little girl in the presence of the adults. My kisses started from the left to the right, pressing my lips just hard enough to part them a little. She sighed in pleasure - moving over her foot to her ankles and then left - right - right left along her lower leg and inner thigh. When I came to within an inch of my prize a hand on my hand stopped me.

"Maddam is right, you like following orders, I think its half of the kick for you when a man chooses you and she tells you which room to fuck him in. You get off on being told that don't you?" I dared not deny anything and just nodded dumbly. Pursing her lips she seemed to come to a decision - keeping a hand on my head she spun halfway around and presented her firm butt to me. Feet wriggled apart so that her perfectly star-shaped brown nether hole was revealed.

"Kiss my ass little lezzie. Make love to it."

The hand pressed me forward so that I almost stumbled against her taut legs. My breasts nudged her calves making my nipples sing again in delightful teasing pain. The weights swinging erratically - I steadied myself and took a deep breath. This was new territory for me - the scent was musky, earthy - the waft from her pussy and the hair protecting it enriching it with a strong mature arousal pungent odour.
Closing my eyes, I French kissed her anus - teasing my tongue out to tease it from the middle before circling the outer ring and pressing inward again. She groaned in contentment this time - her hand on the back of my head keeping me firmly locked between her cheeks.

When my tongue had made a third circumnavigation of her bottom, the hand slipped into my hair and twisted it cruelly - she spun back around - forced my face into her hairy pussy and pushed me backwards onto the bondage bench. Sitting on my face smothering it with her mature cunt - my nose poking against her clit, the only way for air to enter me enriched by her powerful personal perfume.

"Open that mouth fully get that tongue out - she started to ride my face. Becky is going to love you - this will work perfectly.... "Ughnn... she moved her hips faster in a to and from motion using my tongue, I tried to pleasure her by flattering it or curving it into a U but the reality was that she was fucking my face. The little weights were now on my breasts and my nipples had grown used to the clamps but my clit was clamouring for a touch that would not come. The only person that would come was Elle.

"Tuesday - 2PM - you will wear something nice - ask your Maddam. We meet at Theo's on the corner of 6th and Broad st. When we are there you just need to do as your are told - Kyra will see you follow my lead. Oh I cant wait to get ...." She mashed into my face and a copious fluid squirted into my eyes and nose - her hips moved to smear it on my face and even forehead then down to my chin. Swallowing, coughing, gasping I tried to keep breathing whilst she rubbed herself to completion. Finally sated she sat down on me with her full weight until she regained her composure - then simply lifting herself off a nearly suffocated me. Leaving me she took her things and exited the room.

My first experience with a woman was certainly one for the books - when I saw the tip she left me - it was at once sweeter and more humiliating. She was trying me out as a little sex-toy nothing more - the note that came with it made my cunt clench.
"I hope you are still wearing those clamps or you will be punished. They can come off now - you will also register with a Gym and Spa - get that peach fuzz lasered from you skanky cunt. Little subbies like you are not allowed a woman's bush. Kisses Elle"

I had not in fact taken the clamps off and boy was it a novel experience to do so. It was not possible to retain the tears running down my face so much it hurt. I hoped the afternoon would not have Tit-guys manhandling them. They were sore and sensitive.