Too good to be true

Now that my emotions are all keyed up, I am noticing things about the dressing room that I have not noticed before. It is clearly a lot bigger than most dressing rooms. The floor length mirror has gold trim all around it. There is a pink couch against one wall which I find quite odd for most dressing rooms. There is music piping in from an unseen source. There is a coat rack next to the couch.

I am not able to pay much attention to the decorations of the room because I cannot take my eyes of the mirror. I cannot take my eyes off of the mirror because I am getting a very clear view of Nami walking towards me looking just like a hungry wolf looking for its dinner. Since I know that I am to be the main course, all I can do at first is to let out a big gulp.

"Um... Nami... what are you doing in here?" I squeaked breathlessly.

"Isn't it obvious?" Nami answered while flirtatiously licking her lips.

"Yes," I gasped.

"Suki, that dress looks great on you, but I think that it look much better on the floor," Nami said in a tone that could have been understood even by the dumbest person in the world as she on me in a split second. Before I knew what was going on, the hot blonde had peeled off my dress from behind and left it on the floor in a heap. It was really weird that I was naked now because I was sure that I had left my underwear on when I changed into the starry dress to try it on. It was kind of embarrassing for me to be having sex in this dressing room of all places since the shop was kind of crowded.

"What about all of the people outside?" I asked in a voice that was barely above a whisper.

"I own this shop so they can't do anything about it," Nami purred. "So go ahead and scream as loud as you want. In fact I would prefer it."

I had **** but to obey the futa's orders as she did her best Dracula impression on my neck. I thought that I would go insane while my aggressor continued to suck on my neck. I could see my face turning as dark as it had ever been before in the mirror. When it was finally over, I quickly saw a good sized bruise on my neck that most people would call a hickey.

"Nami..." I wheezed.

"You shouldn't be calling me by my name," Nami chastised me while grabbing my brown hair and harshly pulling me towards the couch. "It looks like that I am going to have to teach you the proper respect."

Something is wrong here. Nami shouldn't be acting like this. She is probably the kindest person I know. This is treatment that I would expect from that tramp Yuri Ito. Maybe there was a Freaky Friday anomaly that caused them to switch brains. If this was the reason for Nami's behavior, I would at least take comfort in the fact that Rei would have peace today even I did not. I somehow knew what the short haired goddess had in mind when she sat on the couch with my long hair still in her grasp. It was definitely no surprise when she pulled my naked body over her knees and started spanking me with her left hand while holding me down with her right.

"Ouch! Ooooh!" I helplessly moaned.

There was part of me that did not like Nami spanking me. I cannot believe that I am even thinking this, but there is part of me that likes the painful attention that my love interest is giving to me. It is true that the pain is starting to make me cry, but it is also true that my most intimate place is starting to leak. That can only mean that the pain is turning me on somehow. Maybe I am just one big pervert. After what seemed like an eternity which was only a few minutes, the blonde darling seemed to get tired.

"Are you ready to show me the proper respect now?" Nami coldly sneered. I knew that I needed to come up with the right answer to avoid more spanking so I took a few seconds to think. That was when the answer hit me. I knew there was only one thing that I could say.

"Yes, mistress!"

"Excellent, ****!" my mistress barked. "That deserves a reward!"

"Thank you, mistress!" I gratefully answered.

Nami laid me on the couch facing up which was a little painful considering the fact that my whole bottom was one big red spot now. I did not need to worry about the pain for long because Nami quickly spread my legs and started eating me out to make me cry to the heavens.

"PLEASE DON'T STOP, MISTRESS!" I shouted.

I could feel the blonde's tongue tracing the outline of my love box at first. Then she started licking and sucking my love button. Each time she went at me made me gasp and moan loud enough for the whole world to hear. I practically lost my voice completely when my girl's tongue went inside me. It felt like that I had a snake inside of me. Soon she got up from me with a devilish look on her face.

"Tell me something, ****," Nami spoke in a commanding voice. "Has an orgasm ever made you squirt before?"

"No, mistress!" I replied obediently.

"There is a first time for everything, ****!" Nami pointed out. "I want you to squirt for me!"

The blonde model stuck two of her fingers inside my pussy and curled them upward. I enjoyed the feeling of the back and fourth motion of the cutie's hand so much that I grabbed onto her hand to keep her from getting away. I wanted to make sure that the emotions that I was feeling never ended. I guess grabbing onto Nami's hand was the wrong thing to do because she slapped my hand away like she would have done to a naughty child.

"Did I give you permission to touch me, ****?" Nami scolded me.

"I'm sorry, mistress!" I begged.

I lost track of the time that it took for my lover to get me off. I felt like I was being electrocuted towards the end and I could not stop screaming. I did not care who heard me anymore. When I finally went over the cliff, my girl quickly took away her hand just in time for me to let out my loudest scream yet. I flopped around like a fish out of water and I squirted my cum onto the nearest wall. Even though I felt like a total zombie afterwards, I could tell that Nami was not done with me since she was taking off her golden dress to reveal her large cock and her shaved pussy. I found out what my last task was going to be when Nami started rubbing my belly with her right hand. I had not planned on having a baby until I at least had a serious partner, but my brain was completely shut down. I would have slit my own throat if the model had asked me to do so.

"****, I am going to knock you up and you are going to give birth to my baby in nine months," Nami ordered.

"Yes, please, mistress!" I pleaded.

Nami said no more words but quickly shoved her cock deep inside my vagina.

"Eeep!" I hollered because of the quick intrusion.

Nami did not waste any time and started railing me which caused me to cry, scream, and wrap my legs around her so she couldn't get away. I guess she no longer cared whether or not I touched her at this point since no punishment was forthcoming. The sex lasted much too long for me to measure, but the model soon let out the grunt of an animal and completely filled my womb with her warm fluids. The sperm that could not fit into my womb pooled on the couch under me. I look at the amount of cum leaking out of me and I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that I am pregnant. Nami smiled at me and bent down to whisper something in my ear.

"Do you want to pick baby names now?"

I am so tired that all I can do is blink twice and... I find myself standing in front of the mirror. I look under my dress to find that I am indeed still wearing my underwear. My fantasies are getting worse. I know that Nami would not treat me so roughly and I know that I am clearly not ready to have a baby. I do not know if this is happening because of my girl's enhanced pheromones or if it is happening because I am a complete and utter pervert. It is clear that Nami and I need to have a heart to heart talk.