Cj & Me
Copyright© 2025 by Arking
Chapter 16
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 16 - This is our story, CJ, a teenager, and a very much older woman, me. How we met, how we connected, how we coped with the many dramas such a relationship can have. Through heartache and pain, and so many happy moments, there are some very erotic sexual passages, all blended into the context of a life's journey. If you like, consider The OWLs Club and Hannah's Way.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/ft Consensual Reluctant Romantic Lesbian Fiction BDSM DomSub Rough Oral Sex Violence
“No Mistress, sorry Mistress. I am so sorry I let you down in front of Mistress Lee and Peta.” She replied.
“Did you listen to the words that Lee spoke to Macca after she had that collar put on her?”
“Yes, Mistress, of course, Mistress.”
“Then you would have heard her say that she was under the care, and protection of Mistress Lee and that she will love and respect her. Those promises I will give to you now. Look at me. You are mine to care for, to respect, and I will protect you.” I stated those words clearly and slowly to her.
She looked at me, her smile was warm and sincere now, the wetness in her eyes was no longer tears of despair but I could see and feel a genuine warmth there.
“To love also Mistress?” Margaret asked
“Love Margaret can’t be commanded or enforced on someone, we will have to wait and see where this leads, shan’t we?”
I was unaware that we were being spied upon from the garden hut, behind the curtain Lee and Peta were smiling to themselves. Not in any nasty way, but as Macca told me later on, much to her discomfort, in a way a mother may look on as her child takes her first step.
“Well Macca, you have delivered us a real gem I am thinking. Thank you very much my sweet sub. Now onto the bed, I think it is time that Peta got introduced to that cute pink rosebud of yours.” As she looked at Peta. “You be gentle with her OK, I want to have a bit more of her later on and if she is too sore or tired it is you I’ll be coming after.” She told her wife of 30 years. With that, she closed the door and turned to look at Peta who was already engaged in tying Macca’s wrists and ankles to the four corners of the bed. She lay there spread-eagled on the bed and waited to be the centre of their attention for the next few hours.
I took Margaret’s hand and held the riding crop in the other, gently tapping my leg as we walked along the side of the pool. The other women in the pool or sunbathing either bowed their heads or looked up and smiled at me. To all who saw us, there was no mistaking that there was a new Mistress at the party. Margaret, hugged my arm, even though she was slightly taller than I was and a good five years older, she was still very much submissive to me.