1. Becoming a Pet: An Innocent Start


    Date: 1/23/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Domination/submission, Interracial, Lesbian, Written by women, Author: jasmine walker, Rating: 85.7, Source: sexstories.com

    fantasies no one else knew about. She smiled, pulling me in like a magnet, her dominant deviancy pulling me in like a fish unable to struggle. She went and sat down, her eyes never leaving mine. Once seated, she opened her legs wide enough that I learned she was going commando, as I could see her pink puffy lips. I stared like a horny school boy would the first time he was at a strip club. Never breaking eye contact with me, she shoved the purple candy cane inside her vagina. I gasped, but was unable to look away no matter how much I knew I should. She pumped it in and out of her vagina a few times before standing up, walking to my desk and then behind it. She ordered, her tone clearly implying this wasn't a request, "Stand up," Nervous, yet curious, and completely unaware of her devious intentions, I obeyed. "Good girl," she commented, like my mother used to do when I was young. I blushed; slightly embarrassed by the tingle I was feeling down below, at being called a good girl. I briefly contemplated how this was like so many stories on Literotica I had pleasured myself to. The smiling black woman asked, "Are you wearing pantyhose?" ‘What an odd question’ I thought to myself. Actually this whole conversation was odd. My cheeks went even redder as I answered, suddenly embarrassed by my odd fetish, "I hate pantyhose. I am wearing thigh-highs." "Mmmmmmmmm," she purred, her hand on my arm, ever so delicately, sending an uncontrollable chill up my spine, "you are going to ...
    make a good pet." "Pardon?" I muttered, completely rattled by her last comment and her hand still on my arm. Ignoring my confusion, she placed the pussy-scented candy cane to my lips. I automatically opened my mouth and tasted her sticky sweetness. Again she complimented me, “Good girl, Jamie.” She grabbed for a second candy cane and after discarding of the wrapper slid the candy cane under my skirt, startling me. I was frozen in a perfect blend of shock, denial and excitement. I watched, feeling almost out of body, oblivious to the reality that I was being seduced at my work. In my head I attempted to stop her, but the thoughts never translated into words. Instead, I felt her pull my panties to the side and I let out a gasp when she inserted the candy cane inside my wet pussy. Her gaze kept mine, and when I attempted to look away, she ordered, “Look at me, my pet.” I obeyed, looking into her dark chocolate eyes. Her eyes returned the gaze boring into my blue-grey eyes. She slowly pumped the candy cane in and out of me, as she spoke, “You will make the perfect little pet, won’t you, my dear?” I didn’t know what to say. I was weak at the knees and light in the head. I didn’t really understand the question, so paralyzed by the events that had taken place. The sensation of the thin candy cane inside me had me getting more excited and I was still unable to speak. Suddenly, the side door opened and with lightening quick reflexes she pulled the candy cane that had been giving me a ...
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