Sugar and Spice: A Collection of Kinky Girl-on-Girl Stories by unknow

Author:unknow
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: BDSM, Erotica, Anthology, Short Stories, Lesbian
Amazon: B004LRPAXA
Goodreads: 10396787
Publisher: Ravenous Romance
Published: 2011-01-31T05:00:00+00:00

Lucky

by Xan West

I need to be forced to name my desires. I need to look them in the eye and accept them for mine. I need to travel that long journey through shame into pride. I am lucky to have someone willing to give that to me, who can go to those scary places with me. I am lucky to have Sir.

Sir knows me. Knows what I want. Knows where the edges are, and how to take me there. We go for intensity, and it is glorious, and scary, and cathartic. It would not work between strangers. It would not work if Sir didn’t communicate my worth, and her love for me, in small daily ways.

At the leather conference, Sir dressed me in the morning. I knelt and she wrapped my wrists in cuffs. She had me wiggle into a garter belt and sit on the bed as she slowly rolled fishnet stockings up my legs and attached the garters, her fingers teasing my thighs. She pulled me to my feet, produced a skirt, and slid it up my legs, smiling with satisfaction when it barely covered my ass, leaving just enough bare thigh to show off the garters.

She removed the A-line shirt she wore the day before and through the night, and slipped it over my head, tugging it down my large frame. It smelled like her, of sweat and cologne and that musky scent that is Sir. She pulled out a deep red lipstick, painted my lips with it carefully, then smiled wickedly and wrote something in lipstick on the shirt. She handed me my Frye boots and ordered me to polish them and put them on. She was in and out of the shower before I was done, and pulling on her socks just as I finished. Her boots were gleaming, polished first thing that morning, and I helped her into them, my eyes lingering on the sight.

She unzipped her fly and pulled out her cock, saying huskily, “C’mere, slut,” as she grabbed me by the hair and thrust my mouth onto her cock. I shuddered, feeling her deep in my throat, her hands fisted in my hair, fucking my mouth. She reached into me and named that core truth I rail against. I am a slut. I was helpless to ignore it with her dick in my mouth, and that was the point. I spend so much time resisting my own desire; those moments are when I can surrender to it, because she loves it, because it is safe, because I ache to so badly.

“That’s my slut. I know how much you love getting your mouth fucked by me. This is who you are, slut. A hole aching to be fucked.”

She thrust into my mouth quickly, grunting her pleasure, then yanked my mouth off by my hair.

“Plant yourself on my boot, slut. Get it nice and wet.”

My eyes lifted and begged her not to make me do this.

“Get to it, slut,” she said gruffly, no mercy in her eyes.

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