The week passed slowly for me and I could barley stand it! I was waiting for Friday night and my second…or was it the third…date. I mean did the first one truly count…the one where I was sent home three times to change clothes? Yeah I counted it if only for one reason; I counted it because I wanted to have sex with Stephanie something awful and if I counted the first "date" I would not think of myself as such a whore for having sex on the third date. Ok…I really did not think of myself as a whore…I mean I was almost seventeen and only had sex with two people and really only kissed two people in my life…if you don't count Lilly. Well I did bit she didn't.
I had kissed Lilly several times over the years of our friendship…I mean kissed. Not the simple chaste pecks on her cheek or lips friends give one another (well girlfriends….boys don't show emotions like girls do) but real passion filled kisses. Each time she would gently push me away and smile and tell me I did not feel that way about her and she did not feel that way about me…or any other girl. I accepted it because I knew it was true…I loved her with my heart and soul but it was a deep friendship love. Lilly never freaked out about those kisses and was always so kind…why did I do it? I don't know…I think it was just to feel that much closer to her…I wanted to be as close to her as possible.
So that was me…a truly inexperienced girl who was thinking of herself as a slut…a whore…for wanting to have sex with Stephanie so bad. But was I? I don't think so but after my one night stand with Heather I was beginning to think if I allowed Stephanie to take me to her bed on the second date then maybe I was. But she was different…she wanted to go out with me some more and from her text and emails she seemed to be looking for something more long term. But why me? That I could not understand.
She was so pretty and full of confidence and even her arrogance was attractive to me. I had to admit I loved the way she ordered me around and told me what to do…I mean really what is the harm in that? I did not see any harm in her ordering my dinner, me opening the door for her…or any of it. That was what you do for dates right? I mean my dad always used to open the door for my mom and he even taught Jackson to treat women with respect so that was just being polite and respectful. As for the clothes thing…yeah I liked that as well. I mean she wanted me to look nice so again no harm no foul. Plus it was kind of sexy and it was a fun game to play with her. I would let her play her game and play along with her…it was fun and different and I liked it. But once more I thought why me?
I mean…me? I am cute…I will give you that, but that is all I am…a cute geeky dork outsider who does not fit in with anyone, who has one friend in her life (granted that friend is just the best in the world, but I have no others like Lilly does), and I am only 16 ½….ok I will be seventeen in two months…but still she is older than me. I did not see the problem with that either…another thing I found exciting and even sexy as well…the older woman seducing the younger girl…that was an exciting thought to me. But I still had not idea why she wanted to go out with me. Stephanie was way out of my league, but I did not question it much…I was too afraid if I did she would see me for who I truly was. I teenage girl who was so confused about who she was and felt she had no place in life…a girl that was awkward, a klutz at times, shy, a social outcast among her peers, and a girl who felt her true self would never be discovered.
I sent Stephanie the email she requested about my clothes, gave her complete descriptions, and even informed her which tops I matched with what bottoms. I did leave out my Hannah clothes that were in my Hannah closet. Hannah was dead to me and I really did not know if I ever wanted to resurrect her. Two days later Stephanie sent me a text telling me to wear my black skirt (while short was not really a mini skirt), to purchase some black thigh high stocking, to wear my black heels, and a pair of bikini bottom black panties and matching bra. She told me not to worry about the top since she would provide that for me…as a gift. I got excited…she was buying me a present…that was sweet. I did have to purchase the underwear and thigh highs…which I never wore before and discovered I would never go back to panty hose…thigh highs were so much more comfortable and sexy! Yes I even obeyed her and denied myself the self pleasure my body craved every time I thought of Stephanie and her control over me…yes I came to the realization she did have some type of power over me and it was a power I enjoyed. A game I was beginning to enjoy playing with her.
So Friday came and I rushed home after school and in my excitement to see Stephanie I even told my precious Lilly I could not go to the movies with her. I impatiently waited and kept looking at the clock wishing it to move faster. When the time was right I took a shower and washed myself very well, did my hair and makeup…I decided to wear my hair up tonight because I thought it made me look less of a teenage girl and well…sexier. I then dressed as Stephanie told me and thought I did look very cute and then left the house to meet my date…the girl I was becoming very attracted to and even…well obsessed with. I was obsessed with her looks, her domineering personality, and even her fun game of ordering me around.
Stephanie opened her back door and motioned me to come in and I hesitated for a moment as I soaked in her looks. She was wearing simple tight black leather pants, a red blouse, and heels…at least 6 inch heels that made her already taller form tower over me. She looked hot and sexy and the first thought that came to my mind was yes if she even hinted at it I would end up in her bed tonight. I smiled and walked into the kitchen and looked around. There were vegetables on the counter, spices in their small containers, and other cooking supplies. I smiled as I thought how romantic…she was going to cook for me. My fantasies were interrupted by her commanding voice.
"Come, pet, I have your top for the evening in the other room. You will need my help with it." She ordered and I just nodded and followed her.
I followed her to what I assumed was the guest bedroom…it was too small to be the master bedroom…and she took off the inside door the top I was to wear for the night. It was still on a hanger and she handed it to me. It was a red corset with black designs embodied in an intricate pattern. I had worn corsets before as Hannah over other tops like tee shirts but nothing like this one. I understood why she said I needed her help with it. I laced up in the back. The one I had had a zipper in the front and was not as revealing as this one. I swallowed hard at the thought of wearing it but took it form her and waited for Stephanie to leave the room so I could change; I would call her back when I was ready for it to be laced up.
"Well, hurry up…I want to eat before nine." She said sternly.
"I…well…umm…aren't you…aren't you going to leave so I can change." I muttered out.
"God…don't be silly, girl. Like I have never seen a girl topless before." Stephanie smirked and roughly pulled the tee shirt I had on over my head as I gave a small whimper of embarrassment. She then unhooked my bra and pulled it off just as rough as my hands flew up to cover my small developing breasts. I could feel the heat wash over my body as I blushed.
"Drop your hands, Miley."
I shook my head and she pried my hands of my breasts with little resistant. Yeah I did want her to see…to look at me and I had to admit that her roughness and her taking my shirt and bra off like she did excited me but I did not want her to know it.
"Keep your hands at your sides…do not dare touch me or I will send you home again." She commanded. I gave her a whimpering yes. That was the last thing I wanted…to go home.
Stephanie looked at my breasts and gave a slight smile as her hands came up and cupped them and her fingers touched my nipples. I let out a moan of pleasure and almost grabbed her to pull her to me but I remembered her rule to our game. I gasped as she started fondling my nipples with her thumb and forefinger and I felt them tighten almost painfully. God it felt so good and I wanted her so bad. The wetness between my legs I know was soaking my panties. The suddenly I let out a small cry and whimper of pain as she pinched them hard and almost fell back. God it hurt…but also felt so good. I would have let her take me right then if she wanted me.
"Umm…nice and responsive." She smirked, "Now turn around so we can get you dressed. You still have a dinner to cook for me. I trust you know how to cook?" She said as she turned me around.
"I…umm…yes…I…I can cook." I gave a very disappointed reply. I wanted her to keep playing with me…to give my nipples another painful pinch. But I was denied as Stephanie put the corset on my body.
"Grab the bed post, Miley, so I can get it nice and tight."
I grabbed the tall thick bed post and held on as she pulled the laces of the corset tight. I grunted as she kept pulling and lacing and when she was down I felt like I could hardly breathe and she turned me around and smiled at me. "Yes…you do look very sexy tonight. Is it too tight?"
I bit my lower lip and nodded and she laughed…she just laughed at me. "You'll get used to it. Not you may admire yourself in the mirror and then you will come cook our dinner." She smirked and left the room. I stood there taking deep breaths trying to get used to the tightness around my upper body and then walked to the mirror and I just had to let out a smile. I did look sexy…I had to admit that. The corset was tied tight and the way it was cut made my small breasts look like I actually had cleavage. I thought I could get used to this as I made my way back into the kitchen.
Stephanie was sitting at the table reading a magazine when I walked in and then looked at me. "Well, let's test your cooking skills, Miley. I have already put the roast in the oven all you need to do is make the salad and cut the vegetables and then set the table. We will be informal and eat in here this evening."
"Umm…ok." I muttered. Why not I thought, I don't mind helping out. She already really did the hard part. I started doing as she said and with the salad ready and the vegetables on the stove I rummaged in the cabinets and the drawers to find the plates and utensils to set the table with. Every once in a while I would nervously glance at Stephanie and she would give me an amused smile that made me feel good.
As I set her kitchen table for two she just watched me and when done she shook her head. "What do you think you have done?" She asked in a stern voice.
"Umm…I…I set the table. You said we were eating in here…umm…did I do something wrong?" I was worried…worried I did not please her and for some reason that made me a little sad.
"Of course you did, silly girl. You don't eat at the table with me. You do not deserve that privilege to sit at the table with me in my own home."
"Sorry…I…I don't understand?" I asked. I was confused. Not eating at the table? Don't deserve that privilege? What the heck was she talking about?
"Move your plate and utensils on the floor, Miley. When you earn it I will start allowing you to set up the small kiddies table I have for my pets."
What the hell? Eat on the floor? She is freaking crazy! Her game was getting a little out there right now! "I…I…maybe I should just go? I…I think that is stupid." I said softly.
Stephanie shrugged, "Then leave. I am not stopping you. But if you leave then I will never tell you to go on another date with me again. You walk out that door tonight and you will never see me again, Miley."
Wow! Just like that? If I don't play her game she was not going to date me. I stood there for a moment debating what to do. I liked her…I liked her a hell of a lot! I got a shameful thrill of excitement playing her controlling game, but to be humiliated and having to eat on the floor was just going a little overboard…right? I mean…well…damn! I moved my plate, glass, fork, knife, and spoon to the floor. I would play her game a little longer…just to see how far she would go…and how far I would go.
During dinner I knelt on the floor and ate as Stephanie sat at the table and made small talk with me. Again she asked me about me and I liked it. I liked her wanting to know about me and her interest. When I asked her about things some she answered and some she just ignored me again. She told me about her job, where she was from, and some other common things to talk about. When I would ask about her family she would just smile and tell me her pet did not need to know those things. Her pet? I kind of liked that term of affection she had for me and I would blush and smile every time she called me that. After dinner she told me to clean up the kitchen and meet her in the den.
After I cleaned her kitchen I walked into the den and she was sitting on the couch shuffling papers around and smiled at me. She set them aside and told me they were things for her work she would finish later and motioned me to sit on the floor at her feet. I did as she asked…or told…I was still confused one that. One I sat down she started running her fingers through my long hair and I liked it…it felt good and sensual and I was getting more aroused than I was before. After a long moment of silence she pulled my hair back and I whimpered but also felt the familiar desire for her to pull harder like I did with Heather.
"Dinner was nice and so far you have proved you know your way around the kitchen even if it had been simple things and you have obeyed nicely. My pet deserves a treat. You may kiss me now." She said in a seductive but commanding tone as she let go of my hair.
I turned my body and got higher on my knees and placed myself between her spread legs and leaned in to kiss her. I kept my hands at my side this time…I badly wanted to kiss her…to do more with her. She did not move. Stephanie held her place and made me go to her but I did not care…I wanted to feel her lips…to taste them…I moved in and kissed her and soon she parted her lips and allowed my tongue to enter her mouth and soon I felt her tongue go into mine and I let out a gasp as she wrapped her hands around me and pulled me closer to her. Wow! It was wonderful! We kissed for a long time as her hands roamed over my body and up my skirt to grab my butt and pull me closer to her. I so much wanted to put my arms around her but I was afraid if I did she would get mad and send me home again. I did not want to go home. Soon…to soon for me…she pulled back and grinned.
"Well you are a very nice kisser, Miley. I am going to give you a choice tonight. We continue this in the bedroom or we stop and you go home and we have another date next Friday. It is your choice…the first time is up to you. After that you will no longer have a choice of when I take you. So make sure it is what you want."
I swallowed hard. My mind was going crazy with the thought of having sex with her as was my body. I wanted her…I wanted her to take me and even pull my hair again. I really did not understand her words about taking me whenever she wanted but I did understand the first time and another date! I was not going to be a one night stand for her…she really liked me and that thought made me feel good…very good…about myself.
"Umm…I…I would like…I want to continue." I said with a shy smile.
"Splendid! I had hoped you would." She grinned, "Now help me stand and I will begin your training."
"Umm…ok." I said as I got up and helped her to her feet. "Stephanie, I…I have been with another girl before." I said blushing. I thought that she may have thought I was a virgin to girls with her training comment.
She just gave me another one of her amused looks and led me to the bedroom where I changed into my corset. On the way to the bedroom all I could think about was seeing her naked and kissing her and running my hands all over her body and tasting her and pleasing her. I did ask why the guest room and she just smiled and told me I had to earn the right to visit her bedroom. I did not know what she meant but I was going to do my best to earn that right tonight. I did not know why…but I wanted to make her happy and for her to be pleased with me. Once in the room she let go of my hand and told me to stand in the center of the room. She turned me around and started to unlace my corset but did not take it off. When it was loose she turned me back around and she sat on the bed.
"Strip." She ordered.
I blushed…I blushed hard. It was one thing to have your clothes taken off in the heat of passion but to take them off while someone watched was something totally different. I stood there biting my lower lip.
"Miley, I will tell you one more time. Take them off…slow but no stupid strip tease. Just nice and slow and start with your skirt, then heels, then top, and then your panties. I want you to leave you thigh highs on. Do it now or I will become angry." She said calmly.
"O…Ok." I said. I did not want her to send me home again…I guess that was what she meant by becoming angry. I slowly took off my clothes in the order she instructed with trembling hands. I was nervous under her intense gaze and I was uncomfortable of how she ogled me. I was very self conscience about my body. When I was naked I hand arm crossed over my chest to cover my breasts and the other hand covering between my legs.
"Move your hands, Miley. I want to see you." Stephanie said in that voice of command. Slowly I did as she told me and stood there trembling and hoping she liked what she saw.
"Turn." She said and I did. I was embarrassed but also once again turned on by how she was treating me. She looked at me like she was contemplating on buying me.
After I turned around I gave her a small smile. "Very nice, Miley. You should not be ashamed of your body. It is very pretty and sexy. One thing you must do through is shave your pubic hair. Next time I see you naked I expect you to be clean shaven and not just trimmed. You will always be clean shaven…I actually prefer you to get the area waxed. I don't like stubble. Other than that I am very pleased. Now come sit next to me."
I blushed at her complement and how she told me to be free of hair as I walked over to her and sat down. She started touching my nipples and I moaned at the pleasurable sensation. Soon I felt her spread my legs and Stephanie started running her fingers in a circular motion on my inner thigh close to my most intimate part, which was very wet. I let out a soft whimper of pleasure at her touch and closed my eyes to enjoy the pleasurable tease she was giving me.
"Do you trust me, Miley?" She whispered in my ear.
"Y…yes." I let out in a barely audible voice.
"Tell me you trust me, my pet." She whispered again.
"I…I trust you." Again I barely heard myself as she continued her teasing.
"Good…it is important you trust me tonight…and all the time we will spend together." She said and laid me down on the bed; I did not protest.
"Place your arms above you head, my pet, and place your hand together and close your eyes." She said as her hands played with my erect nipples driving me wild…God it felt so good! I did as she asked.
I felt her move off the bed and then sit back down again as she grabbed my wrists and pulled my arms harder above my head. I whimpered, squirmed, and opened my eyes when I felt something cold tighten hard on my wrists and heard the clicking sound. I looked up and saw my hands were cuffed together and the chain of the hand cuffs was looped through the bed frame. I squirmed and struggled as my eyes went wide with fear.
"Please…please let me go! You're…your scarring me! I…I don't like this game anymore." I begged as I trashed on the bed trying to free myself from my bondage.
Stephanie started stroking my hair in a soothing gesture and I admit it calmed me some. I was still scared but I stopped trashing about. "Shhh…hush, my sweet pet, trust me…you said you trusted me and this is not a game, my dear Miley." She leaned down and kissed my lips gently as I whimpered at her words. She pulled back and smiled at me. "No, my sweet, this is not game. You pleased me tonight with dinner and how well behaved you acted and now I am going to please you. Normally I would not give you this pleasure just for cooking what little you did or for your behavior that I will expect from you from now on…but you are a new toy and I will allow you this." She kissed me again…just a soft gentle kiss and pulled back. "You have yet to earn the right to touch me…but I will allow you to see me naked." With that she stood up and took off her clothes.
I was still scared…being cuffed it an almost strangers bed and with her words I did not really understand, but I could not take my eyes off her body as she removed her clothes. It was wonderful. She was not thin like society dictates woman to be but she was not fat either…her large round breasts were firm and tipped with rose colored nipples, her but was larger than mine but also firm and did not sag, and her intimate area was free from hair and now I could see why she wanted mine like that…it looked so sexy! Stephanie smiled at me.
"Well I am glad you like what you see…maybe one day you will earn the right to touch me." She taunted me and then she reached under the bed and pulled out a black nylon rope. "Place your feet on the bed and spread your legs, Miley." She ordered.
I was past the point of protesting…first what good would it have done. She had my cuffed to the bed and could do what ever she wanted with me and second…God I wanted her and to please her and if listening to her was going to help me "earn" that I would. So I did as she told me. She then sat back on the bed and grabbed my legs, pulled them off the bed and with complicated knots and twists of the rope I soon found my legs bound up so my heels were touching my butt, my thighs spread wide, and the ropes (I found out it was two ropes) tied to the bed post so tight I could not even move my legs as I squirmed and twisted again trying to get free as fear gripped me once more. Stephanie just chuckled at my antics.
"Now don't go anywhere, my pet, I shall be right back." She said in and amusing tone.
"Nooo! Please…please let me go. I…I'm scared…please." I begged and she turned as she stood in the doorway.
"Trust, Miley…you must trust me." She smiled and left the room. I started crying…not sobbing…but tears came down my face in my fear. What was she going to do to me? Why did I let her do this to me? Oh God I was afraid…what if she…she killed me? No one knew where I was at! I told not one! What is she is a serial murderer that preys in young girls? Oh God what did I get myself into. I wanted to scream but was to afraid to. Lilly made me watch those horrible movies that gave me nightmares about the victims who scream and it just makes it worse for them; so I just lay there, like I had a choice, and cried.
"Miley, why are you crying, my pet?" My head snaps back to the door and I see Stephanie walk back in.
"I…I'm scared." I manage to get out and she laughs as she sits back on the bed and runs her hand through my hair again in a gentle manner. It calmed me some…I don't know why but it did.
"Shhh…I told you to trust me. I am going to give you pleasure, Miley. Trust me." She kissed me again and when she pulled back I nodded as I bit my lower lip. Her gentle touches and voice soothed me and I did trust her…even trussed up like I was.
She pulled back and in showed me her right hand and in her hand was a small pink vibrator. Yeah I knew what it was…I was not that naive. I never used one or any toy and the thought made me excited again…and to my shame so did being bound as I was. Stephanie started kissing my nipples and it them gently at first and then harder and I gasped at the pain and pleasure it caused me. She bit then hard and it hurt…but damn it felt good. She then turned the vibrator on and placed it on my already throbbing clit and I screamed at the pleasure. Oh it felt so good! I had to get me one of these! It was not long as before I felt my own juices start wetting my thighs as she continued that pleasurable torment on my clit and nipples. I was crying aloud and screaming how good it felt.
"Don't come until you ask me, Miley!" Stephanie commanded. All I could do was moan out a inaudible yes as she worked me closer the that wonderful release. I was getting closer and closer and then she placed first one and then two and then three fingers inside me! Oh that was it…I could not take it anymore.
"Please…please let me come…I…I can't control it!" I shouted out in my pleasure.
"No! Control it, Miley…hold it! Count to ten!" Stephanie yelled.
"I…I can't…oh God…I can't!" I screamed out at the intense pleasure.
"Yes! Hold it and count or I will stop and send you home!"
Oh God…it felt good…I wanted to come so bad…worse than I ever felt before. I did not want her to stop! I did not want to go home. I wanted to stay with her…all night. To stay tied up like this all night and let her use my body anyway she wanted. I was going to do my best to please her!
"One…t…two…" Oh damn it felt so good. "T…three..f..f..four…five…s..six…" oh I could not hold it for much longer. I struggled and clinched my teeth and fought and tried to think of something…anything…not to come but it was not doing any good. I had to come…I needed to come!
"Count, Miley! Count or I stop it! Control it...hold it!" Stephanie yelled again.
"S…s…seven….e…eight…e…eight…" Oh no! What came after eight! I forgot how to count! I could not think of the next number! She was going to stop if I could not think of it. What the fuck came after eight! "E…eight…" I moaned out again. God what came after eight!
"Ten, Miley! Say ten!" Stephanie screamed at me and slapped my face hard. Oh did it hurt but the pleasure of it sent me over the edge.
"TEEEEEEN!" I screamed as my orgasm hit me. I felt my body tighten against my bonds and my thighs quiver as my pussy convulsed. I came and came and came as I gasped for breath. I did not know how long the pleasure lasted and I did not care…I wanted it to last forever. But finally the pleasure stopped and my body calmed down. When done Stephanie roughly placed her fingers in my mouth and told me to lick them clean. I did…I loved the taste of myself.
When she was satisfied I cleaned her fingers enough Stephanie got off the bed and got dressed. Once dressed she smiled at me, "I am going to leave you for a moment. I will be back to untie you soon."
"No…please…don't leave…please let me do you! Please let me please you!" I begged as she walked to the door. She turned and gave me that arrogant smirk.
"I told you, my pet, you have to earn it."
"How…please…please tell me how! I will…I swear I will…just…just let me taste you…please." I was begging and almost in tears.
"You will see…you will have plenty of chances to earn it." She laughed and walked from the room.
I lay there trussed up and waited for her to return. My mind kept thinking of ways I could earn the right to touch her…anything…I would do anything to be able to touch her I thought. I did not know how long I waited but soon my leg muscles started to get tight I was knew I was going to cramp up soon as I tried to twist myself to get some type of relief but it did not work. Luckily she came back in the room and untied me and then uncuffed me. I was massaging my legs and she told me to get dressed and meet her in the kitchen. She said I did not have to put the corset on but I was to take it home with me. I was disappointed she seemed to be sending me home again. I wanted to show her I could earn the right to touch her.
I got dressed and walked on shaky legs to the kitchen and saw Stephanie sitting at the table with an envelope in her hand. "Kneel before me, Miley." She commanded.
I gave her a look of uncertainty but decided to play along and got on my knees before her. Hell…why not. She gave me the best orgasm of my life so I guess I owed her. She handed me the envelope.
"Do not read that until you get home. But inside are a list of websites I want you to read and a list of rules. Only five of them for now but we will add more later. The first one is you will no longer address me as Stephanie. You will address me as either Mistress or M'am. Understood?"
I swallowed hard, "I…yeah…I think."
"You think what?" She yelled.
"I…I think, m'am?" I was confused and it came out as a question.
"Better. I told you this was not a game, Miley. I want you for my pet…my play toy, my slave, my submissive. You go home and read these rules and look at the websites. You have until noon Sunday to give me your answer. A minute past noon and it is too late and I will never see you again. Like I said…this is no game but lifestyle choice and one I enjoy and want. If you agree I will start my training of you. The training will not be easy and you will learn to please me and put me first. Any time I am not pleased or you break my rules you will be punished and that punishment will include pain. When I am pleased then you get pleasure. Now go home and give me your answer by noon Sunday."
And that was it…I was sent home still confused about what she told me. As I drove home I thought how I would do as she asked…no as she told me. I did not know what I was going to do after I looked over these so called rules and the websites but for now I was curious to see what "lifestyle" she was talking about.
