Lolli, a petite girl standing at about five feet and weighing a little under a hundred pounds, brushed back her deep brown hair with her typical European Caucasian hand. The music poured down around her, and lights floated about, making a maze of people and notes. A waitress, or waiter – Lolli didn’t look close enough, was walking around with plastic cups of water and she reached up, grabbing one and poured it over her, trying to cool down.
She had been at the club now for an hour, mixing with girls and boys as if they were all candies. Finally Lolli danced and pushed her way to the bar, the music blaring above it and she motioned to a bar tender that she wanted some water. She slipped a pound note for the bottle and downed the water, noticing a girl staring at her.
Lolli smiled deviously and danced her way to the woman. She had raven black hair, dark eyes that locked onto Lolli’s blue orbs, and what seemed to be a beautiful body wrapped in a leather cat-suit. The woman curled a finger, beckoning Lolli closer, so she did so.
“Allo,” Lolli greeted, taking the stool next to her, her leather skirt barely keeping her covered as she sat down. Casually she bent forward to check her knee-high boot’s laces – however it was more of a ploy to let the woman see her breasts better in the crushed velvet corset.
“Hello,” the woman replied, taking a sip of her drink. “I’m Margo.”
“Margo?” Lolli repeated, looking up at her, smiling, keeping low so the cleavage shot was kept a bit longer. She then slowly sat back up, “I’m Lolli.”
“Lolli? Pretty, a nickname I assume.”
“Yep, named that because I’m as sugary tasting as a lollipop and just as fun to lick.” Lolli winked, licking her lips, imagining Margo licking them. She wanted to sample the leather bound woman badly.
“Ooh, is that an invitation?” Margo asked, leaning forward, running a hand through Lolli’s hair.
“If you have the place,” Lolli replied, leaning in, her lips dangerously close to Margo’s.
Margo gripped her hair and pulled Lolli to her, kissing her fully. Lolli nearly melted with the action. She loved a woman in charge. She already felt herself reacting to the thought of being controlled by this beauty. “Come with me Lolli.”
Margo grabbed Lolli’s hand and led her out of the club with ease. She reached a Porsche Carrera GT. She disarmed and unlocked the car, sliding in without giving order to Lolli to do the same, yet she didn’t need too – once the car was ready Lolli was in and already belted. Margo revved the engine, slipped it into first and peeled out of the parking lot. She shifted higher and higher, it wasn’t until seventh gear that Lolli realized with was not a normal race car.
The car vibrated beneath her, making her grow wetter as speeds increased. She shifted in her seat, and reached over, running her hand over Margo’s shifting one and continued closer, letting her fingers trail Margo’s thighs. Margo looked at her, smiling wickedly, and suddenly pulled into a driveway, the gate closing behind them as she shifted quickly down, and turned the engine off.
“Follow me, if you dare.” Margo licked her lips, and grabbed Lolli’s hand roughly, kissing it before nibbling down to her wrist, biting down and sucking. Lolli nearly moaned, and followed the woman with no complaints, wanting to be stripped and taken roughly.
Lolli didn’t pay attention to where she was being led; she was too busy sucking one of Margo’s fingers, nibbling up and down it as Margo twisted her finger every which way, getting it deeper in Lolli’s mouth. Suddenly the pair halted in a dimmed room, too dim for Lolli to see where she was, but soon didn’t care, as she was being caressed and stripped by Margo. She soon felt her hands being lifted above her when she was nude, and then felt leather cuffs going around her hands and wrists. She squeezed her hand, they gave enough support for her to be suspended for some time. The idea of being helpless made her twist and grin.
Margo knew what Lolli was thinking and kissed her deeply, letting her fingers trail down Lolli’s sides, and over her hips, going to the front of Lolli’s shaven crotch, slipping one finger down the length of her labia, feeling moisture brim the edge of her lips. “Horny little bitch, aren’t we?”
Lolli nodded. “You should punish me,” she whispered, and then moaned as Margo’s finger slipped past her labia, barely touching her clit. She closed her eyes, bracing herself on the suspension cuffs. Margo toyed with her, her finger sliding up and down, sometimes arousing her clit, sometimes arousing her vagina. Lolli moved with Margo’s hand, trying to get her to slip into her vagina, or to touch her clit, but no matter how much she turned and twisted Margo was in more control than she could ever dream of being. Margo pinched her clit and tugged as she rubbed and massaged her, changing patterns continuously as Lolli was getting closer and closer to orgasm, but for the dominatrix she was so far away at the same time. After a few long, long moments Margo withdrew, making Lolli cry out, begging for more.
“Now Lolli, do slaves beg for more?” Margo asked wickedly. Lolli looked taken back, and then smirked.
“Slaves that need training do,” Lolli replied.
Margo raised an eyebrow. “Well then, pet, I shall enjoy training you.”
Lolli could not tell if this was true or not but a few clanks and her suddenly, yet slowly, being lifted made her realize that Margo was not just a dominatrix. Nor was she just a Mistress. Margo was that woman. The woman Lolli had secret fantasies about. The woman that made Lolli writhe in her sleep wanting to feel pain and pleasure in her physical body. Margo was the woman that Lolli thought she would never meet, and was now hanging, dangling completely in her control.
Lolli nearly came at the thought.
Margo slowly lit the place. It looked more like a sex dungeon than anything else, perhaps the basement of whatever this place was. Lolli admired the BDSM equipment, wanting to be tied up and whipped, over and over again, until she was red all over, then be fucked either by Margo or one of the fucking machines she could see from her suspension prison.
Margo approached Lolli. “Now, pet, I am going to get changed into something you will be seeing me in far more often… but for now I shall leave you with this…” Margo bent down, and Lolli could see some type of cloth, then felt it travel up her legs, it was underwear, that was for sure, thick too. Halfway up her thighs Margo fingered her again; making sure Lolli was still wet. She then slipped the underwear all the way up, and cold metal penetrated her, long and thin. Lolli turned and it started vibrating, her vagina muscles clamped down on it, making her twist and writhe.
At first Lolli could only focus just on the vibration. It sent waves of new felt pleasure through her. After a while her body started to get over the new sensation and Lolli opened her eyes, not spotting Margo anywhere. She looked around and twisted as the vibration went up. She nearly moaned, and then heard the clicking of heels on concrete. She looked around and saw Margo in new clothing. Her torso was in a black leather corset and as Lolli’s eyes traveled down she saw black satin panties and suspender belts holding thigh high nylons, and black stiletto boots. Lolli licked her lips, and saw that Margo had a black and red leather whip/flogger with what looked like a hundred or so tails.
“Now pet, on to that training,” Margo said softly and whipped Lolli across the torso. Tails hit every bit of her front, including breasts and crotch. Lolli yelped as she felt the stinging, yet wanted more. Margo smiled and walked closer to her. “Come here slave.”
Another female girl, dressed in nothing but a pair of gold chained nipple clamps that had another chain presumably to her clit, walked in holding a black pillow with silver items. As Lolli looked at her closer she noticed gold on the slave. She got more wet, a lifetime being dominated. She couldn’t hide her excitement.
“Does this turn you on pet?” Margo asked as she trailed a finger along the slave’s chest, going down to her nipples, Lolli now seeing the clamps were the Japanese clover, tight and if pulled even tighter. Margo toyed with the chain, and pulled ever-so-slightly, the slave nearly jumped, and squeezed her legs, giving Lolli an impression that a clover clamp was on her clit as well. “The pain, the life-long servitude?”
Lolli nodded and Margo smiled mercilessly. “Good.” She purred and picked up a silver circlet, and a small silver locket. “This is your collar, pet. You have silver because you are not the same as the rest, like this slave. I shall train you differently.” Margo locked the collar on, and kissed Lolli gently, trailing her fingers over Lolli’s body. “So delicate… so tasty…” Margo trailed her tongue down Lolli’s torso, but soon Lolli realized she was being raised, not ‘going down’ on. Margo split Lolli’s legs and licked her labia, her tongue tasting Lolli’s juices. She then let her tongue go past Lolli’s lips, and curl around her clit, licking up all of the vaginal secretion. Lolli moaned as Margo’s tongue started to cause havoc on her sensitive nub, and gasped when Margo bit down on her clit.
Lolli jumped, to the best of her ability, and yelped at the sudden pain that was being licked away. After a moment she wanted more nibbling and soon found Margo nibbling about, not on her clit but on the rest of her. Margo then slipped a finger into her vagina, slowly moving it in and out, in and out, then added another, twisting them inside of Lolli’s tight hole. “Mmm, you’re so tight pet, I’ll enjoy making you bleed.”
Lolli moaned, “Can’t wait…” The words were slurred as Margo brought her heightened body back to the point of orgasm, and slipped her tongue into Lolli’s vagina, twisting it in provoking ways.
Margo then stopped again, and Lolli felt herself being lowered as she whimpered, wanting so much more, wanting to cum for once. “Now pet, number one rule is you are mine. Therefore you are to call me Mistress.” Margo picked up a cat o’ nine tails that was covered in knots and some spikes.
Lolli nodded, smirking, “Yes ma’am.”
Smack.
Margo whipped Lolli across her breasts, the metal spikes ripped into her flesh drawing small amounts of blood. Lolli cried out in pain, and twisted in her bondage. “Try that again pet.”
Lolli shook her head in fear of being hit again. Smack. Smack. She was hit twice, more blood beads showing up on her fair skin. “Yes Mistress!”
Margo looked her up and down. “And it should never be said in fear. It should be said as if you mean it.” Margo hit her another three times, her aims slowly lowering.
Lolli was now breathing hard, the pain coursed through her chest. She nodded slowly, “Yes Mistress.”
Margo nodded, “Better.” She then toyingly swung the whip at Lolli, letting it gently hit her and trail her, the pricks and knots sending pleasurable sensations through her. “Rule number two: anything I give you shall be accepted full heartedly. If I whip you until there is no more white on your body and you are about to pass out you are to say ‘thank you Mistress.’ Is that understood?”
Lolli’s eyes widened, “Yes Mistress.” She couldn’t imagine that being much fun though.
Margo’s eyes shimmered in the lights, rather evilly. “Good pet.” Margo then proceeded to hit her all up and down her torso, some licks were soft, and some were hard and drew blood. Lolli lost count of how many times she was hit, but cried out with each hard hit. When Margo has stopped about fifty hits had been made, and little blood streams had formed, though they didn’t travel too far. Margo gave Lolli an expectant look.
“Thank you Mistress,” Lolli muttered, fighting back tears.
Margo nodded and kissed Lolli gently, then licked her all over, lapping up the blood hungrily. She then rubbed ointment over the cuts, and kissed Lolli again, deeper. Her fingers explored Lolli’s body, caressing her breasts and massaged them gently, squeezing her hard nipples and twisting gently. Then Margo’s hands slipped down around her sides, trailing to her back where she grabbed Lolli’s butt and squeezed, then trailed down around the bottom, her fingers barely trailing between the top of her thighs and the bottom of her butt, moving to the front where she caressed Lolli’s crotch, and slipped two playing fingers in again.
Margo pulled and rubbed Lolli’s clit, arousing her quickly as Lolli’s body was now begging to cum. She was getting closer and closer to climax, her body trembling at Margo’s fingers as she worked on Lolli’s clit. She was only a few flicks away from climax when Margo stopped and Lolli’s feet felt the ground, cold and unrelenting. “Slave, put Lolli’s cuffs on.”
The slave that had seemingly been forgotten approached Lolli and put a silver lead on Lolli’s collar, hooking it to a suspension chain, and then placed ankle cuffs on, soft leather with silver locking buckles. The slave then reached up and undid the suspension cuffs, not letting Lolli have time to rub her wrists, but placed the new cuffs that matched the ankle cuffs on. “Now go to your cage Slave.”
Margo approached Lolli, who was dripping juices from her labia, and kissed her again, taking the silver lead and guided her to a black velvet and satin bed that Lolli couldn’t see when suspended. “On.”
Lolli knelt down and got on the bed, looking at Margo confused almost, and then Margo clipped the lead to a ring at the top of the bed and brought Lolli’s hands up, restraining them to the corners and did the same with her feet. Margo smiled at her pet and picked up a strap on dildo, slipping it on and knelt above Lolli’s chest. “Suck me.”
Lolli took the black rubber dildo in her mouth and started sucking and nibbling gently like she had to Margo’s finger when following her originally. Once the dildo was nice and wet Margo pulled away and lowered down to Lolli’s vagina, inserting the tip before she let one hand toy with Lolli’s clit, barely rubbing it and touching it, teasing the pet.
Lolli moaned, writing a bit, wanting more. She had never felt a penis before, but wanted that dildo in her so damn bad it was nearly killing her. “Have you ever been penetrated by anything but fingers and tongue?” Margo asked.
Lolli shook her head no, scared that would lead to more whippings. However Margo smiled, “Good.” She then started pumping the dildo in and out, barely letting it penetrate much farther, continuing to torment Lolli’s clit. Lolli moaned, clenching her fists and moved her lower abdomen with Margo a slight bit. Margo penetrated a bit farther, then stopped playing with Lolli’s clit, letting the dildo now take the orgasm over as she pumped it in and out until it was entirely in, then smoothly pumped an inch in and out, hitting various sensitive spots in Lolli’s vagina that she would have never experienced before.
Margo hit a particularly sensitive part, making Lolli cry out in ecstasy and applied more pressure making the girl writhe below her. Margo then relentlessly attacked that spot, hitting it continuously, before long Lolli’s body was trembling again, then did long and painful thrusts, bringing a mixture of pain and delight to Lolli, causing her to thrash her head about moaning louder and louder.
Then with a final thrust Margo slammed into Lolli, hitting the same spot, making Lolli cum all over her. Margo could feel the cum soak her and the bed below them, and smiled. “Very good pet.”
Margo got up and placed vibrating eggs in Lolli’s vagina, letting them just barely pulse and undid the wrist restraints, covering Lolli. “Now, go to sleep, and we shall work on pleasing me tomorrow.”
