Greetings, gentle reader. The following story is, as always, my property. Read it. Enjoy it. Pass it around (if you feel the need). But please DO NOT change the text and upload it elsewhere. It took me long enough to get it to this stage, and changing it will only tend to tick me off. Also, as you're reading it, please.try to keep you're hands out of you're pants (or panties, should that apply). I mean, let's at least TRY to be in control. Of course, you won't be able to, but at least try. Think of it as a quest. Using your other hand, if you feel the urge to comment on the story, feel free to do so by sending your comments to leazott@earthlink.net and let me hear what you have to say. All comments are welcome.naturally. Ok then. Here we go. One More Time. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Debi's Tale Adult Sexual Fiction * * * FAIR WARNING NOTICE * * * The entire following textual depiction is completely a work of adult sexual fiction and, unfortunately, fantasy. No part of this story is meant to portray any actual persons, places, or events (that's so sad!). Should any reader find similarities between their life and the lives of the characters in this accounting, the author apologizes to [or, in some cases applauds] that reader. The story does contain scenes of fictional adult sexual content. It shows scenes depicting oral, anal, lesbian, homosexual, and other random acts of strictly adult sexual contact. It also contains scenes of rape, domination, submission, and sexual slavery and servitude, including (but not limited to), bondage, discipline, and random acts of pain/punishment. If those subject items actually disturb you, then please, DO NOT READ BEYOND THAN THIS CHAPTER! If you are not 21 years of age or older, you have no business reading this information in the first place! If you are younger than 21 years old, DO NOT READ FURTHER! YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED OF YOURSELF! Further, I request that you do NOT edit, change, or repost this presentation in any way.Debi's Tale (Version 2.0) CHAPTER 1 - DEBI CHAPTER 2 - FIRST ORDERS OF BUSINESS CHAPTER 3 - MEALS ALL AROUND CHAPTER 4 - OUT TO LUNCH CHAPTER 5 - WANDA CHAPTER 6 - FIRST SUCK CHAPTER 7 - LEARNING TRUTH CHAPTER 8 - SURPRISE! CHAPTER 9 - BAD GIRL! CHAPTER 10 - DOUBLE YOUR PLEASURE CHAPTER 11 - THE PARTY CHAPTER 12 - PREPARATION CHAPTER 13 - ROGER DODGER CHAPTER 14 - THE GAMES CHAPTER 15 - THE SWITCH CHAPTER 16 - A PLEASANT DIVERSION CHAPTER 17 - HUMILITY CHAPTER 18 - FOR SALE - SLIGHTLY USED CHAPTER 19 - FIRST '48' CHAPTER 20 - STRIP MALL CHAPTER 21 - A FAIRY TALE CHAPTER 22 - FISTICUFFS CHAPTER 23 - NIGHTY-NIGHT CHAPTER 24 - STRANGERS IN THE NIGHT CHAPTER 25 - THE GIRL NEXT DOOR CHAPTER 26 - TURN ABOUT IS FAIR PLAY CHAPTER 27 - CABLE GUY! CHAPTER 28 - EXOTIC PUNISHMENT CHAPTER 29 - RING AROUND HER ROSY CHAPTER 30 - NON-STOP FUN FOR ALL CHAPTER 31 - HEALING TIME CHAPTER 32 - PARK PLACE CHAPTER 33 - ADVENTURES ON THE DARK SIDE CHAPTER 34 - SERVICE WITH A SMILE CHAPTER 35 - ONE FOR ALL & ALL FOR ONE CHAPTER 36 - REST, RELAX, AND ENJOY! CHAPTER 37 - DUELS IN THE DARK CHAPTER 38 - FINALE?
Greetings, gentle reader. The following story is, as always, my property. Read it. Enjoy it. Pass it around (if you feel the need). But please DO NOT change the text and upload it elsewhere. It took me long enough to get it to this stage, and changing it will only tend to tick me off. Also, as you're reading it, please.try to keep you're hands out of you're pants (or panties, should that apply). I mean, let's at least TRY to be in control. Of course, you won't be able to, but at least try. Think of it as a quest. Using your other hand, if you feel the urge to comment on the story, feel free to do so by sending your comments to leazott@earthlink.net and let me hear what you have to say. All comments are welcome.naturally. Ok then. Here we go. One More Time. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Chapter 1 - Debi It happens to the best of us. The daily groan and grind. Over and over, the same old monotonous stuff on an equally same old monotonous day. As fate would have it, I grew bored with my stagnant day-to-day life and made a conscious resolve to change things, at least for a short time. I don't know how or why it happened, but seemingly from out of nowhere, I decided I needed a woman with whom I could be in complete control (or vice-versa, depending on the mood). I had never done any of the dominant or submissive roles before, to any great extent, but I had spent some time around folks (most specifically, my sister.but we'll chat about that later) who had. I had this sudden unquenchable urge. So I figured, what the hell, give it a try. I decided to take a break, and made a phone call to my sister, and after exchanging a short greeting, I told her I would love to come out that way and maybe visit for a spell. She said sure, and asked me whom I was bringing along. Me: I have no one important to bring. I was hoping, perhaps, you might be able to set me up with someone umm special. (She knew me well enough to know what I was looking for.) Sis: Do you have any specifics? Me: My usual. Blonde. Blue eyes. Petitish. Ready, willing and able. I'm looking for only one thing - just to set the record straight. Sis: I understand completely. Listen this might be your lucky day. Hold on a sec. (I heard some chatting and giggling in the background, and I could have sworn I heard my sister ask someone if they wanted to get lucky). You know it's funny you called just now, because I have someone here with me that I think you should speak with. Me: Who is it? Sis: Her name is Debi, with an 'i'. Hold a sec. (more giggling) Debi: Hi! Me: Hi! When are you going to take me home and rape me? (I still can't believe I said that! I stole the line from the movie "Urban Cowboy", and I figured what the hell!) Debi: (giggling) When are you coming out? Me: Tomorrow. Debi: (In a very sultry voice) I'll see you then. Me: Great! Sis: That about do it for ya? (more giggling) Me: Depends! Is it what I asked for? Sis: ...and more, perhaps more than you can handle. Have I ever lied to you? Me: Nope. See you tomorrow. I booked a ticket and flew out the next day. Sis met me at the airport and drove me to her place, all the while telling me great things about Debi. Things like how they met, and what they were doing just before I called. (No.I'm not going to tell you). When we arrived, there were a number of her good looking friends there, toking on a few joints. I joined in (peer pressure...you know the drill). After about half an hour, I heard some familiar giggling, and looked up just in time to see an exquisite blue-eyed babe glancing around the doorframe, and she smiled. She was sizing me up, of course, but I never gave her a moment to think about what she saw. Passing the joint back to the nearest person, I got up, walked directly to her and took her by the hand, and led her directly outside of the back door. Without saying a word, I pulled her to me forcefully and planted a juicy kiss on her pretty, tender, red lips. She surprised me by immediately putting her arms around my neck and kissing me with a thunderous passion I had not felt in a long time. Long breathless moments later, we broke away and she said, "You don't waste any time, do you?" While pressing the front of her tight petite body against my own, I said: "Who has time to waste? And, you didn't exactly pull away. Besides, you look good enough to eat. "To my delight, you actually showed up today, and you're literally beaming your need to be, shall we say, handled. Allow me the privilege of control, if only for a while." Her reply amazed me, since I had never been so brazen before. She smiled and said: "I've never had anyone read my mind like that." The look in her eyes said it all. There was nothing else to do or say. Debi was everything I imagined she would be. She was very good looking. Attractive enough to make your teeth ache. Nicely formed and ready to play, as witnessed by the way she stood on her toes and pressed her crotch forward, pressing tightly against my own. We set up a time to meet, and I listed a few things she was to do to prepare for me. And from that moment, she let me have control. And I took it. Knowing the local area quite well, I decided on a plan. I slowly pulled out and opened my wallet. I took out and handed her $300. Looking directly down into her crystal blue eyes, I told her "Go to the Mall. Go to Victoria's Secret. Purchase three sets of properly fitted underclothes - bra, panties and garter belt. Get them in three different colors, light pink, white, and powder blue. Do you understand what I want?" She said, "Yes." I said, "Purchase the items, and they had better be the correct size - I'll personally be checking the fit. You will wear the powder blue items with you under your clothes, out of the store. Do you understand what I want?" Again, "Yes" was her only answer. "Go do it." I said firmly, and added "I'll meet you at your place in exactly 2 hours. Do not be late." She smiled, kissed me firmly once again, and left immediately. I figured the worst that could have happened is that I would never see her or the money again. I asked my sister if I could borrow her extra car for the time I was here, but she was tossing the keys to me as I spoke the words. With a twinkle in her eye, all she said was "Be Happy!" I really love my sister. What a friend! Now, Debi didn't know it, but I followed her to the mall. She went inside and I followed from a safe distance. I couldn't believe it! She was actually going into Victoria's Secret and buying the items! I saw her through the store window as she was asking the clerk some questions. She entered the dressing room to try on the items to make sure they were her size, and came back out to make the purchase at the counter. However, I noticed that she had all 3 sets of underclothes at the counter, and when the clerk rang them up, they were all placed into the bag, and Debi left the store. What a surprise she had when she came out and saw me standing there at the door looking stern. Before she could utter a word, I asked her if she had done what I told her to do. She said she had and I asked her if she was sure. She replied that she had. "Follow me." I said, and led her by the arm into a long hallway off the main mall floor. It was currently deserted. I stood, blocking the path in front of her so that nobody in the mall could see her, I turned, looked directly into her eyes, and said "Lift up your skirt." She looked at me as though I had slapped her in the face, but quickly began to smile at me as if I was joking. My look said it all, and she replied, "Here? Right now?" I assured her that nobody could see her, and warned her never to question my judgment again. After sneaking a peek to check if anyone was around, even after I had told her to trust me (in a round about way), she grinned and reached down to the hem of her short skirt. She pulled the front of her skirt up to her waist, and I could see that she had on a stunning pair of very pretty black-lace French-cut panties that fit her V quite snugly. They were mouth-watering. Without looking back up at her face, I said, "Show me what you have in the bag." She dropped her skirt back down and opened the bag. All three sets of newly purchased underwear were in the bag. I asked her what she was wearing under her clothes. She thought about it for a moment, and it hit her. She had not followed instructions. She forgot to wear the new undies. She knew then that she had not done as I had asked, and I told her to follow me to my car. She did, silently. When we got there, I opened up the back door and told her that she was to be punished for three reasons. First, for not doing what I had asked of her, second, for lying to me, and third, for not trusting me. She smiled coyly and asked me what her punishment was going to be. I told her she was to receive an immediate spanking in the back seat. For the rest of my life, I will always remember the look on her face when she heard me say that. She said, wide-eyed, "You're going to give me a spanking in the back seat of your car in the middle of the parking lot with people walking by?" I replied, "Of course! Did you actually expect anything less?" I never gave her a chance to answer. I pulled her 5' 2" firm body into the car, bent her over my legs, and began pulling up her skirt. She was startled, and asked me not to undress her in public. I told her to be silent, pushed her head down with my left arm, locked her legs together between my own legs, pulled up the back of her skirt with my right hand and ripped away her black-lace panties with a single firm yank. I've always wanted to do that. What a beautifully stunning sight I beheld in the back seat of my car. She had the firmest, shapeliest and prettiest ass I had ever seen. I felt her bare ass to let her know that it was really naked and out in the fresh air, as pretty as any ever had been, and before I could stop myself, I began to spank her soundly. I did not spank her lightly. She struggled and tried to scream but I stopped and told her not to utter a sound until I was done, or I would have to start over again. She knew I wasn't joking. She was told to accept her punishment without quarrel, or I would simply leave and go back home. She apparently had no argument for that, so I continued spanking her pretty pink bottom. Once I was through with her devilishly exciting spanking (at least, to me it was), she had promised never again to lie to me, and to do everything I asked of her, regardless of the demand. Thus, after about 15 very firm slaps of her pretty ass cheeks, she agreed to everything, and I ended her first punishment. I know for a fact that at least 4 people saw the entire incident, and two of them were young men. Did they ever get a good show! I couldn't believe her ass could look better, but after the spanking (I'm certain that she had never had one like that before), her firm cheeks were the prettiest dark pink, and very warm to the touch. After the spanking in the car, I stood her back up, and told her that she had to go back into the mall. I told her that she was to go into the same store, now pantyless, and tell the clerk that she, "Didn't do as she was told." She also had to say "I need to go back into the dressing room, and put on one of my new sexy outfits for my Master." Her face immediately turned beet-red, and she asked me not to have her do that. Sternly, I asked her if she wanted another spanking, and she said "No, please no, but what you ask is embarrassing." I replied, "More embarrassing than getting a spanking in public?" Then I pointed to the two young men still watching us. She had not seen them looking until I pointed them out to her. Her face turned an even darker shade of red than her stinking ass cheeks (her being a fair-skinned blonde you might imagine her appearance), and the two guys chuckled as I waved them away. They applauded and left, smiling. She looked up and a new defiant look came over her face, as if to say, "All right smarty pants. Let's see how far we can go with this. Let's just see who has the nerve to carry out this thing to its limit!" She stood up, pulled her skirt back down to hide her nakedness, walked into the mall, and reentered the store. Of course, I followed her right up to the counter, looking a bit stern. She wasn't planning on that part. She hesitated, not knowing how to broach the subject to the clerk behind the counter. I looked at her, waiting for her to follow my rules. To my surprise, she did exactly as she was told to do, and the clerk simply smiled and said "Don't worry about it honey, We get that all the time!" What a thrill! I interrupted them and told Debi to go stand by the dressing rooms and wait there. I began flirting with the clerk while Debi looked on. After a short but fact-filled conversation, I found out that it seems that this person sometimes got involved on a personal level within the fitting rooms, so I got a wicked thought. I walked over to where Debi was standing, whispered something in her ear, and I swear she almost collapsed under shaking knees. After she composed herself a bit, she glanced back and forth between the clerk and me, and she again got that "I accept your challenge" look on her face. Without hesitation, she walked up to the clerk. I must interrupt to tell you that the clerk was about 5' 7", long, straight brown hair, breasts as full as grapefruit, and she was showing a LOT of very firm cleavage and thigh.) Debi said, "Mistress, would you be so kind as to help me try on my new pretty panties?" Without hesitation, the clerk stated, "I most certainly will, my dear. How could I refuse someone as lovely as you?" Debi blushed a deep red, and I told her to go into the dressing room and wait for the clerk. After she was gone, I asked the clerk a few more questions. Without letting me finish, she told me that she was bi-sexual and wanted to know if she could get 'personal' with Debi. I smiled and said "Feel free to help yourself, and tell Debi that I said to 'Behave'. Oh, one more thing. Don't leave marks." She smiled a beautiful toothy smile and after making sure another clerk was watching the counter, went into the dressing room. I swear they were in there for a full 20 minutes before the clerk returned and told me that Debi was 'ready'. I knew from the clerk's smile that she had had a good time. Debi, on the other hand, came out of the dressing room a minute or two later; a little pale, but she had a strange smile on her face and a twinkle in her eye when she saw me. We left the mall, got back to her car, and she got in the driver's seat. Climbing into the passenger side of her car, and closing the door, I leaned over and kissed her full sexy lips. I distinctly smelled the scent of woman on her face. Ignoring the obvious, I smiled and said "Now, let me see what you look like in your new clothes." She said "Here? In the parking lot?" I said, "Of course! Nobody will see you if you scoot down a bit. Now stop questioning me, take off those ugly clothes, and let me see what I bought!" She looked around (wrong move, but I let it go), slid down below eye level, and removed everything except the new undies she had purchased at the store. There she sat in bra, panties and garter belt only. Magnificent! She was braver than I had could have hoped. I told her that when we got together that evening I would tell her how she looked. Then, without any further discussion, I took all the clothes she had removed, got out of the car and closed the door. She was shocked! I leaned in the window, told her to drive home safely, and walked over to my car. I left her sitting in her car with that wonderful look on her face. Then I drove out of the parking lot and headed off to her place. I arrived at her address smiling devilishly to myself all the way. Parking across the street, I tossed Debi's clothes into the back seat and waited to see how long it would take her to get here. It didn't take long. Shortly after I arrived, she pulled into her driveway, all scrunched down in the front seat. Luckily, her parking spot was close to her front door. The neighbors would still have a clear view of her, but they would have to be looking in her direction at just the right time to catch a glimpse. She hadn't seen me drive up or park, so I watched from a convenient spot. It appeared that she was pondering her situation, trying to come up with a solution to her dilemma. After a few minutes, she made her break. She opened the car door, jumped out, and made a mad dash to the front door of the house. She made the trip in record time, no doubt. It was cute, seeing her in her new underwear, trying to be invisible. I waited in the parking lot for about 10 more minutes, then headed to her front door. I quietly tried the doorknob and found that the door was unlocked. Without waiting or knocking I slowly opened the door, stuck my head in, and found nobody in the living room. I quickly walked in and closed the front door as quietly as I had opened it. She wasn't in the living room or anywhere in sight, and she must not have heard me come in, for when I finally made my way through the house, all the way to the back, I found her. She was in her bedroom, lying on her bed, completely involved in a vigorous masturbation episode. Man! She was absolutely getting it on. She still had on her new undies, and apparently the erotic stimulation of her recent experience was too much for her to handle. As I watched from the shadows of the hallway and bedroom door, she seemed insatiable, legs splayed wide apart, hands stuffed down the front of her panties, her long fingers attacking her soaking pussy without mercy. Her eyes were tightly closed with absolute concentration on what she was doing to herself. She was breathing heavily, hips bucking up to meet her finger thrusts coming down with reckless abandon as her fingers attacked what I would assume was her throbbing clit. The way she was frigging her slit, you would have thought her cunt on fire. It probably was. As I stood there silently watching her voracious finger fucking, my cock grew and hardened inside my pants. Never had I ever witnessed an episode of self-gratification such as hers. It was absolutely marvelous to watch! However, my own heat was turned up, and I knew it was my cue to get involved. Silently, I backed up into the hallway, stripped off my clothes, and then peeked in on her again. She was now using an eight-inch, thick-veined, battery operated rubber dildo - turned up high, and she was pushing it all the way into her cunt and pulling it out again, over and over, relentlessly. She was getting all the satisfaction she could take for herself. She must have recently put new batteries in that dildo because it was loud. I could almost feel the vibrations through the bare floor, so I know her cunt was totally lathered up around it. It got louder as she pulled it out, and a lot quieter when it was way deep up inside her pussy. Her talented hands fucked her own pussy for a few minutes more when she began to tremble, and a blind man could tell she was cumming in great pulses of pure ecstasy. She shuddered and moaned with definite orgasmic shudders in her breathing for a long time and, still breathing heavily, fell over onto her side still shaking silently in her orgasmic fever. With her dildo still shoved all the way deep inside her pussy lips, she squeezed her gorgeous thighs together, thus holding her vibrating rubber cock tightly inside her while she finished cumming. The noise was almost drowned out within the inner confines of her crotch. This scene stimulated me greatly, and I saw my chance to pounce when she rolled over away from me, and she started shaking in yet another orgasm brought on by the vibrations of her toy. On the spur of the moment, I grabbed my one good opportunity to jump in. And jump, I did. I leaped into the room and onto the bed behind and on top of her. She never saw me coming. I pushed her over away from me and onto her stomach, and covered her head and face with part of the blanket on the bed. She was so shocked she started to wrestle about, trying to get out of the situation. The difference in her size and mine was too much for her to handle, and she finally succumbed to my strength. She was breathing heavily and shaking like a leaf. Scared to death. Yet she hadn't said a thing. I knew that she still had her cunt full of that vibrating dildo, so I just waited there on top of her for about a minute, listening to it vibrate inside of her. Neither she nor I had uttered a word up to that point. I beheld her still-pink ass cheeks and she knew she was in trouble when I began feeling up the rear parts of her body that were uncovered. She struggled a bit and started begging me to let her go. Using a voice I hoped she wouldn't recognize, I whispered through the sheet, into her ear "If you're quiet and don't move, it will all be over before you know it. If you cry out or make a scene, the same thing goes...it'll be over before you know it." She didn't know if she was about to get raped or killed, but the sound of my ominous voice made her freeze in place. Her body shuddered deeply, and I thought I heard her weeping, but I wasn't sure. I was holding her face down on her bed, with my raging hard cock lying between the cheeks of her ass, and I could feel that damned dildo shaking inside of her. She still had her dildo on high, stuffed completely up inside her cunt, and I could feel it vibrating inside her. I bent over again and whispered in her ear, "It seems to me that any woman who looks like you, wandering around outside in her panties and bra, is advertising for a fuck. Well, I just happen to have an extra one, and I'm going to give it to you for safekeeping. But, it looks like you already have a friend deep inside your pretty pussy, so I'll just have to contend myself with fucking your asshole...and I bet it's a real tight one!" Now I had been holding her down easy, because I was straddling her upper thighs from the back. I tightened my legs together so that she couldn't move, and I began to slide my naked cock down further. She immediately knew what the outcome would be, as soon as she felt my hardness. Before I knew it, her adrenaline pulsed and she started struggling even more. However, in the process of her struggles, my cock slipped down deeper into the crack of her ass and started pressing hard on her secret rear place. Suddenly, she froze in horror. We both knew what was going to happen. Once again her struggles renewed, but each time she moved, the worse it got for her. I figured that now was as good a time as any, so I pressed harder and harder against her rear hole, all the while pressing my weight on top of her so that she couldn't move away from the invading cock-head between her ass cheeks. I felt the vibrating dildo inside her pussy, and that just made my cock harder. I felt her tension rising up, but no matter how much she squeezed her cheeks together, her ass muscles just couldn't hold back the pressure of the head of my tremendous hard-on. I felt the head pop quickly past her sphincter muscle and inside her asshole and she grunted in surprise and shock of my forced rear entry. Once the big head of my cock was safely inside her, I paused and waited for her to relax. It took her quite a while to ease her tension, and she was now sobbing quietly to herself. I wondered why she didn't scream out for help, but the rest of this story will explain that. It didn't matter how long it took, there was simply no way to ebb the flow of blood to my cock, and I was about to get my first piece of ass with Debi. I was bound and determined it would not hurt her, physically. However, her mental condition was it turmoil, to say the least. After what seemed like five minutes of waiting, her ass muscles gave a little and my cock slid in another inch. We did this several times over the next twenty minutes or so, and finally I had my fully erect nine inches embedded deep within her small, hot, throbbing bunghole. She struggled and begged me not to do it anymore, and even offered to pay me money to stop, but I simply kept pushing until I was deep. All the way inside her ass. My cock was now pressed up against the length of her dildo with only a thin barrier separating them. The entire length of my prick and balls felt the heated vibrations within, and I was now on fire. It was a very sensuous feeling to me, but I'm certain Debi wasn't thinking the same thoughts. At least, not until I whispered into her ear, "My god, woman. I wish I had a cunt like you have. I'd fuck myself raw everyday with that earthquake boner you got up inside your cunt. It has a wonderful vibration, but you already knew that. It feels great pressing against the length of my cock, from INSIDE your ass." After another few moments of waiting to be sure she wasn't hurting, I began a single long slow stroke out and back into her tight asshole. She immediately clenched her ass cheeks together, but all that did was make my sensations that much greater. She had a wonderfully tight little ass, and I can personally assure you that it was the first time for her. After a few moments, I gave her another full out and in stroke. This time she just seemed to want me to get it over with, for she just exhaled, fell forward under me, relaxed and allowed me full access to do what I was going to do, regardless of what her actions were. My strokes grew faster and faster, until I was fucking her ass for all it was worth. The thrill of the actual 'rape' made the entire episode great, and although I would never have considered doing that under any other circumstances, somehow I had the feeling that this would turn out fine. Damn! What a powerful feeling it was, at that time, to be taking advantage of this woman in this manner. Using her ass for the sole purpose of the pleasure to purge my semen. The urge to rape is a very intoxicating drug. I would NEVER do this in public life. I'd go to jail, and perhaps Big Louie would be using me for HIS ass fuck. Nope. This time was special. I think we both knew it. I knew that I wouldn't last very long, as tight as she was, but to my surprise she began to loosen up a bit more and fucking her got easier. I lasted longer without her struggling. But her relaxation only spurred me on to even greater depths and harder strokes. What with the velvety smoothness of her asshole and the torrid heat inside her ass, coupled with the sensations of that damned vibrating dildo rubbing up against my cock on each and every stroke, I soon felt that most wonderful sensation welling up inside of me. In no time I began to unload my cum between her ass cheeks! She must have felt me starting to cum inside her, because I could have sworn she lifted her ass up against me and I felt an orgasmic shudder from her. But, of course, I couldn't be sure. As soon as my spasms were through, I bent down and whispered in her ear, "If that was as good for you as it was for me, I'd know you'd love me to fuck your ass again...and I just might have another go at it...someday. "For now though, I'm going to pull my dick out of your ass, get up, put on my clothes, and leave quietly. If you try to uncover yourself, call out for anyone, or tell anyone what happened, you will pay dearly. Now, you are not to uncover your face until you hear the door to your house close, you got that, honey?" She was shaking again, and through a soft sob, replied with a nod of her head and a meek "Uh huh." into the pillow. I very slowly pulled out of her so-tight ass, climbed off her, walked backward to the door of her bedroom and quickly got back into my clothes. I opened the front door, left...and didn't close it tight. This gave me a chance to get away without being seen, for she would be waiting for the door to close before she dared to get up. I walked to my car, drove to a local corner store, and called Debi on the phone. The phone rang several times before she finally answered it. I was a little concerned when Debi didn't answer the phone right away, but after a few rings she picked up with a subdued "Hello?" I said, "Hello there...did you get home safely?" She surprised me by giggling and stating "Yes, I did, and that was a mean thing to do to me, leaving me there in the parking lot in my underwear." "Mean?" I asked. "Are you telling me it didn't give you a thrill?" "Well, of course it did", she said, and added, "I just wasn't expecting it, is all. There were a lot of things that happened to me today that I didn't expect. You made me do some pretty risky things there at the mall." "Are you ready for a little more...or can't you handle the pressure?" I asked. She said, "Well, I guess I can handle pretty much anything, now that I know where we stand." "Great! Have you ever been anyone's sex slave?" "Well, that depends on what you mean by a sex slave." she replied. "A slave does what she or he is told to do, when they are told to do it, with no questions asked. I promise not to give too much pain, as I'm not really into such things, but more spankings are definitely in order should you disobey me." "Hmmm, this is sounding better and better all the time." "OK, I'll be right over. Ready to start as soon as I get there?" "Yes, please. I could use the company." "Grand. Here's what you must do to prepare for me..." I gave her a list of things to do, and how to get ready for my arrival. I didn't give her much time to write down the instructions, as I figured I would see how good she was at listening. Before she had a chance to respond to all my wishes, I told her I would be over in exactly one hour, and hung up the phone. After all, I had to take a shower. After cleaning up and putting on fresh clothes, I headed back over to Debi's place. I knocked on the door. Now I would see how much information she had remembered, and how she would perform. The door opened and there before me, naked as the day she was born, stood an extremely attractive woman. This was the very first chance I had had to see her naked vertical form in a good light. Debi was exceptionally well formed. Please allow me the satisfaction of describing her in as much detail as I can. .To Be Continued.
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