Chapter 7: Allie Strenwich

"Let's see now. 'kay, here's where we left off. You don't mind if we don't start at the beginning do you Hoke?" Asked Julie.

"Hey, whatever turns you on. And I WANT to turn you on Baby."

Did I say that he's got the cutest dimples on each side of his mouth when he smiles? Oh, I digress. Hoke has become somewhat active...

His middle finger was worming it way into her pussy. Julie braced herself against the headboard and raised her left leg onto Hoke's shoulder(opening herself to his fingers or whatever else he was inclined to stick in there. I was still pissed about sharing my secrets with him. That is until he pulled my head close to his cock and closed his eyes.

Julie began to read I began to suck. I loved the taste of his meat in my mouth:

Dear Diary: I really don't know if I should even record yesterday's happenings. Sheesh, it was embarrassing, I mean... I'm serious now, I didn't know what this girl, this Allie Strenwich, was up to until it was too late. Julie had to explain it to me later(after Allie'd left and Julie came home. Oh... I'm rambling. I guess if I'm gonna document this I should start at the beginning.

I returned to the apartment around four. Julie was out. About twenty minutes later the buzzer rang and I opened the door to a tall, thin girl wearing a black raincoat and black boots. She asked for Julie and I told her Julie hadn't gotten home yet, that she was welcome to have a seat and wait for her. One particular thing about her struck me as odd. Her short, black hair had a white streak running through it, reminding me of a bolt of lightning. She sat down and just kept looking at me. Staring hard. I began to get fidgety and nervous and asked her if we'd met somewhere around the campus. Just trying to open a conversation, sheesh! She crossed her legs and I was surprised to see nothing but leg(almost to her hip. Curiosity got the best of me and I asked if she'd like me to hang her coat up.

She rose up and said with a smile, "I thought you'd never ask," as she removed it and handed it to me.

She was naked! Well almost naked, she wore a collar around her neck and that was it! Oh, she had a tattoo of a cartoonish train that ran around one hip and entered her pussy (shaved!) and exited from her ass!

Freaky! But her doing this made me Hot! Hot! Hot!

She told me to call her Allie and asked me several questions that I have forgotten. Well, no I haven't, but they were so blunt and embarrassing I won't repeat them. They centered on my immediate feelings. I must have been reduced to a babbling idiot because Allie took control and started to order me around. To my surprise, I obeyed her.

In a harsh, no nonsense tone, she ordered, "Pull your panties down to just above your knees, and hold the hem of your dress above your waist."

I did as I was told. Standing like that, I began to feel the first twinges of embarrassment. She looked at my exposed belly, groin and thighs for a little bit, then walked past me. I heard the squeak of the couch as she sat down. I stood there, my face crimson, my backside exposed to Allie, knowing I had been told not to move. There was total silence. I closed my eyes, wanting something, anything, to happen.

"Leave the panties at your knees, but drop the skirt and come here."

(I found Allie so powerful with her mind and voice, that I couldn't help myself, I did what she asked me to do. Almost without even knowing better! I was shivering, not from the cold, but from the sheer excitement of it all. Turns out Julie put her up to it, to give me more of an education. I mean, I didn't even recognize that she was a dominatrix that's how backward and immature I am. As I write this I've concluded I'm also vulnerable, possibly too trusting as well.)

I shuffled over to her and stood there waiting.

"Shall we begin, darling?" Allie asked.

"Spread your legs as far as they'll go."

"That's it, good. Now take your hands and open your cunt for me."

"That's it, c'mon, all the way, so I can look into you, so I can see what is mine now".

I spread herself for her, I was embarrassed and had never felt so exposed before in my life, yet willing, perversely enjoying the wanton feelings that washed over me.

"Good girl. Look at you Rachel, I can see your clit throbbing, I can see the wetness seeping out of you".

I blushed even deeper, imagining she could see these things; I was intensely aroused.

"Now take both thumbs, hold yourself open, and rub your clit with them".

I complied(my thumbs quickly located my hard little button. I gasped at my own touch.

"That's it, baby, feels good, huh? You're such a hot little slut, aren't you Rachel?

"Yes, Allie, I'm a slut... a whore... "

I was rubbing faster now, the good feeling building, moving with the speed and diversity of mercury droplets down my legs and up to my nipples...

"Hold yourself open hon, that's it, wider, wider... good girl!"

She watched me; I closed my eyes, my mouth open(I was gasping, panting as I rubbed my clit faster and faster.

"Stop!" she said with quiet authority... "Stop!"

I groaned but stopped rubbing.

"Put your hands at your sides, now", she said a little harshness crept into her tone... "Move!"

She was close now; I could smell her sour breath gently caressing my neck. Gingerly, my hand moved to my throbbing clit.

Once again she spoke quietly, but with God like authority. "Stop! You miserable cunt! Stop, you poor excuse for a slut!"

God, I was soooo close. From deep within me a guttural moan escaped. But I stopped.

"Please, Allie, I can't... please" I whined... "I have to... oh, God, Allie, why... ?"

She cut off my words with a hiss.

"I own you, now, my piss drinker to be. That's not your orgasm coming on, it's mine! It belongs to me. I'll lend them to you to have when I feel you've earned them".

I stood there wobbling on my feet, trying to catch my breath, tears coursing down my cheeks.

"Do you understand me, slut-cunt?"

My head was spinning, but I knew the answer.

"Yes, Allie", I whispered hoarsely.

"Good. Then we can proceed."

Humbled, I awaited her next command.

"Lose the bra."

I unhooked it and dropped it on the floor where it draped itself immodestly across my right foot.

"Take off those stupid panties."

"What is that stupid design on them, ducks?"

"Yes Allie," I said as I complied, pushing them down to my feet and kicking them off. At the same time I nudged the bra off to the side. My head was down, afraid to look at Allie.

"Break down and buy some decent shit at Victoria's or Frederick's tomorrow." This as she walked around me, inspecting me. Allie took my right hand and placed it behind my back, just above my ass, likewise with the left one. I felt an electric tingle as Allie briefly touched my inner thigh, and indicated she wanted me to spread my legs a little further.

"Look at me", she commanded, and I did.

I had a moment to appraise Allie. For a thin woman, Allie is in good shape. She is tanned, with good muscle tone, small, pointy breasts with prominent nipples. It is the last I get to see of her, because she now puts a blindfold over my eyes, which totally deprives me of sight, of light... I am in a world of my own, where everything is black, where there is no reality.

As she adjusts the blind, I feel her naked breasts touch me here and there, and it stimulates me(this intimacy with another woman whom I don't even know.

Placing a hand lightly on my ass, her thumb crept inside the crack of my cheeks. She began to guide me across the room. I bumped against something knee-high--it must be the couch I thought. She guided me onto it. It is the couch. Allie has me carefully positioned until I am on my hands and knees. Next, she spread my knees apart, then with her arm across my shoulder blades compelled me to get down on my elbows.

I realized how exposed I was in this position, ass thrust out, legs wide apart, providing access to my cunny and ass. I am mortified, but exhilarated. I'm confused and acutely aroused. I'm no longer just wet(I'm flowing, leaving a slug-like trail of juice down my legs. I'm ashamed my brown hole is visible, and curiously thankful I have very clean habits, but secretly hoping Allie will probe into it.

I recall an awareness of just how rock-hard my nipples became without my being aware of it as I felt Allie's nipples slide across my back, and it sent thrills through my body.

Allie began to stroke me. Such gentle stokes. One hand resting on my ass, the fingers of her other hand roamed over my slit, caressing and probing the wetness there.

Suddenly I felt a great weight on me - Allie must have dropped herself onto my back(and I collapsed, my tits squashed beneath me with the sudden jolt, causing quite a lot of pain, a jab, first in each breast, followed by a dull, thudding pain. I wanted to clasp my hands to my tits, to soothe the pain out of them, but I couldn't because of Allie's weight on me--well sitting on me is more like it. I felt her slit pressing against my spine and found myself thinking, "Is she wet, or do her pussy lips just feel cool?

Without warning, Allie's hand returned to my ass and started sliding up and down my slit with her fingers. I started to moan in pleasure; my climax has never been far away. Ever since we started, I've been on the edge.