With one hand extended and placed on the mirror to steady herself, Claire bucked and shook as the orgasm tore through her. She watched her own expression, the way her face contorted in a mask of pained pleasure and sunk slowly down to her knees. Moaning her pleasure she rested there as her slim body shivered in the blissful after shocks of climax.
As the wonderful sensations began to subside, Claire wondered what size the carrots in her vegetable rack were.
CHAPTER SEVEN
The back door was open as she arrived and Natalie was about to step in.
"Stop," Claire's voice commanded loudly. "Take your coat off outside."
Stunned Natalie looked hesitantly around her.
"But your neighbours!" She protested. "I'm totally naked underneath."
Natalie stared in disbelief at Claire's nipple rings as she stepped into the doorway.
"I said," Claire hissed sternly. "Take your coat off outside."
Natalie complied, slipping the thick overcoat off to stand naked on the doorstep. Claire moved back to allow her entry and closed the door slowly behind her. She circled Natalie silently, walking slowly around her, both naked women pulsing with sexual expectation.
Claire took-in the firm neat breasts of her friend, the slim waist and narrow hip sand those slender thighs sculptured by much fitness training.
"Do you feel horny, bitch?" Claire's low husky voice asked in the stillness of the kitchen.
Natalie stood erect and motionless, her stare straight ahead of her.
"Yes, very…Mistress."
Claire moved to her front, aware that her friend's eyes were now searching between her thighs and inspecting the shaven mound of her mons.
"Squat bitch and part your thighs, I want to see your pussy."
Natalie gasped at the surge of excitement she felt and lowered her body as she had been instructed to.
Claire gazed at the wonderful open thighs and the very hairy pussy of her friend. The sense of command that she felt was a terrific high for her and her pussy contracted in delightful little spasms.
"Do you need to come bitch,"
"Oh yes Mistress! I need it so badly it almost hurts."
Claire nodded her acceptance.
"Touch yourself, your pussy touch it!"
Hesitantly Natalie's hand moved down between her thighs to rest on her dark thatch of hair "I've never actually…"
"Do it!" Claire hissed menacingly and then watched as her friend's slim fingers moved slowly on her labia.
"Oh God," Natalie muttered, she flushed bright red at the humiliation and raw sexual excitement of the situation.
"Two fingers, put two fingers up inside."
Natalie complied, the look of disgust on her face made Claire shiver in delight. The girl fingered herself slowly and with the utmost reluctance.
"Enough slut. Now to the bedroom and run!"
Claire delighted in her friend's haste, watching her withdraw her fingers and get to her feet before scurrying through to the hall.
Claire moved the opened parcel and wrappings from the bed and Natalie climbed on to kneel on all fours as was required of her. She knelt there silently and obediently waiting for her next instructions. Natalie shivered in delight and let out a little gasp as Claire's hand began stroking lovingly over her presented buttocks; the long delicate fingers caressing and feelings the firm young flesh. Natalie tensed as the fingers slipped slowly down over the curve of her backside edging ever closer to her open sex.
"Punishment bitch," Claire breathed excitedly. "You must be punished first."
"Yes," Natalie agreed in a low voice thick with pounding sexual arousal. She would have agreed to almost anything in her desperate longing for fulfillment.
She yelped as the flat of Claire's hand slapped hard down on her buttocks but she remained as she was. Again the hand stung her to send a warming glow moving over her buttocks and between her legs. Slap after slap struck home, the naughtiness and sheer excitement making Natalie's pussy grip and her clitoris jolt in response. Fifteen in all, slaps hard and yet so sensual, Natalie's pussy was afire with burning need. She muttered and groaned as the stinging spanking continued and then groaned her disappointment when Claire stopped.
"Turn over bitch and lay on your back."
Natalie complied, snuggling herself deeply into the thick quilt.
"What? Oh my God!" Natalie uttered as Claire took her wrist and began tying the cord around it.
Once secured Claire pulled her arm up and out and tied it securely to the head of the bed. Both her wrists and both her ankles were similarly tightly tied, each to a corner of the bed to spread-eagle Natalie immovably.
Claire surveyed her handwork on the stretched slim body of her friend before getting onto the bed and straddling Natalie's stomach. She lowered her open pussy to rest it down on Natalie's bare stomach and to drink-in the warm feel of her flesh against her inner lips. The sense of power that Claire felt as she towered her tethered and helpless friend pushed her level of arousal higher still. Her hands reached out to cover both Natalie's breasts and to begin caressing them lovingly.
Natalie whimpered softly, forcing her hard stomach upward to savour the wet warmth of Claire's pussy on her. The wonderful feel of those hand's; another woman's hands, touching her so intimately, so passionately and knowingly. She gasped at the sudden shot of pain as Claire gripped both her nipples and squeezed hard; she cried out as the long fingernails bit deeply into her tender little buds. All the time she was being caressed Claire's smiling face looked down at her in torment.
Claire's face lowered to bring her succulent red lips close to Natalie's and hovered there expectantly.
"No!" Natalie uttered. "Not kissing, please not kissing."
She turned her head to the side in avoidance.
Both of Claire's hands gripped the sides of Natalie's head to jerk her face firmly back to look up at her. They held her head securely as Claire lowered her mouth and kissed Natalie full on the lips.
The tethered girl whimpered and bucked her body but the soft warm feel of the lips, the hot and meaningful passion with which the kiss was delivered made her relent. Natalie responded, opening her mouth to accept the warm probing tongue into her mouth. For several moments the kiss lasted, Natalie's bucking of protest changed to a wriggling of delight, her own tongue feeding into Claire's mouth in a desperate and heated search for sexual pleasure.
Claire sat back smiling then dismounted and walked around to the foot of the bed. She took two pillows and pushed them under Natalie's buttocks to force her hips upward. Her mons was offered invitingly, her pussy open and exposed between the parted slender thighs.
"Lovely kiss," Claire said casually as she worked.
"Mmmm," Natalie responded and wriggled her body in contentment. She pulled against her bonds as the excitement pulsed through her.
"Now your other lips need kissing," Claire stated and climbed on the bed to kneel between Natalie's open thighs.
It took a moment for the words and their meaning to register in Natalie's brain. A look of total dread and horror came over her face; she raised her head and shoulders to strain hard against the ropes holding her.
"You can't! Not what I think you mean!" She protested in revulsion.
She cried out and half-screamed as Claire's head dipped downward.
"No! No! Please don't"
She gurgled and bucked her hips against the touch of the lips on her labia; sobbing lightly in defeat and helplessness to prevent the unwanted violation. Natalie froze as the soft lips planted feather-light kisses up and down her labia. The feelings were simply too wonderful to describe and Natalie began to relax her body and to welcome the sensual mouth against her sex.