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Pussy and the Postmistress


Pain

"I can't!" Carol protested, becoming disturbed by Pussy's aggression.

"Bend over!" Pussy said.

Carol looked at her blankly.

Pussy grabbed hold of Carol's nipples and pulled her to the kitchen table, then bent her over the table, her arse in the air ready for a whipping. Pussy brought the cord down hard, very hard, across Carol's buttocks.

Carol screamed out in pain and instinctively straightened up.

Pussy lashed out at her again. Carol started to turn around, but Pussy grabbed her hair and pushed her down onto the table. Carol resisted but was no match for Pussy's strength.

Holding her down with one hand, Pussy looped the cord around under the table, and tied Carol down as tightly as she could. Pussy pulled at the back of the waistband of Carol's shorts, trying to pull them down, but they would not budge. She reached around and undid the waist button then pulled Carol's shorts and knickers down till they were round her ankles. Then Pussy whacked Carol's arse with her hand, smacking her repeatedly until Carol cried out in pain. Pussy stopped, but only to shove three fingers up Carol's sweaty arsehole.

Again Carol cried out in pain at this violation. Pussy pushed her fingers as hard and as far and as painfully up Carol's arsehole as she could, then withdrew her fingers. Then Pussy pushed herself against Carol's arse as if fucking her, at the same time reaching forward and stuffing those three arse-flavoured fingers into Carol's mouth.

"Suck them!" Pussy said.

Carol was beginning to cry, to whimper, but this only drove Pussy on, made her want to humiliate Carol more.

Then just as she was about to fuck Carol's arse with anything that came to hand, Carol suddenly went limp, her strength all gone, just a quiet crying breaking the silence.

Pussy backed away and looked at her disdainfully.

"Pathetic," she said. "You look at my tits, you come into my house and practically ask to be fucked and now you break down in tears. Pathetic. Do you want to get out of my house or what?"

Carol burst into floods of uncontrollable, sobbing tears.

"Bloody hell," Pussy exclaimed. She untied Carol's hands, undid the cord that was holding her down to the table. She helped the pathetic Carol to a chair. Carol buried her head in her hands and cried uncontrollably. After a minute or two she began to compose herself.

Pussy stroked her hair and comforted her.

Carol's tears turned to laughter. "Sorry," she said. "I really don't know..." but she trailed off, shaking her head, unable to finish the sentence.

Pussy leant forwards and kissed her on the cheek. Carol smiled sweetly at her.

"Why don't you go and have a bath," Pussy said. "And then be on your way, eh?"

Carol nodded, wiping away the last of her tears.

"Take the rest of your things off," Pussy said. "I'll give them a quick rinse through in the machine while you go and have a jolly good soak, how about that?"

Carol smiled wanly and said, "Yes, thank you."

Carol stood up and took off her blouse and bra. She gathered her shorts and knickers from around her ankles and handed everything to Pussy.

"Just at the top of the stairs," Pussy said. "Take your time."

Carol nodded in thanks and Pussy waved her away. Beautifully rounded arse, Pussy thought as she watched Carol walk out of the kitchen.

Pussy threw Carol's knickers, shorts, bra and blouse into the waste bin. Pussy put her jeans back on and made herself a cup of tea.

Pussy took her time over her tea. When she was ready she went upstairs. The bathroom door was closed but not locked. Pussy opened the door and went in. Carol was lazing back in the bath looking very happy and relaxed.

"You look better now," Pussy said, putting the lavatory cover down and sitting on it.

"Yea, I feel much better too. I really must apologise, I've been thinking about it, I must have had too much sun or something, I really don't know what came over me, it's not like me at all, must have been completely mad. You must think I'm a complete idiot!" Carol said.

"I think you're a little piece of shit," Pussy said lightly.

Carol laughed, thinking Pussy was joking. Pussy laughed weakly too, pretending she had been.

"You've got nice tits," Pussy said.

Carol put her hands under her breasts, lifting them slightly and looking down at them bobbing up out of the bathwater.

"Do you think so?" she said.

"Hmm," Pussy went. "Will you do something for me before you go?" Pussy said.

"What?" Carol said.

"Am I right I thinking you came twice downstairs?" Pussy said.

"Phew, yes, and how!" Carol said.

"Seems a bit unfair," Pussy said. "You come into my house, I make you come twice and all you can do is laze in my bath."

"Oh, I see," Carol said.

Pussy stood up, unbuttoned her blouse and took it off. She was not wearing a bra. She undid her jeans and slipped them off.

"Is there room in there for two?" Pussy said.

"Yes, of course," Carol said, sitting up to make room.

"No, stay as you are," Pussy said.

Carol slid down again. Pussy stepped into the bath, planting a foot either side of Carol's waist.

"Look up at me," Pussy said. "At my shaven pussy."

Carol looked up at Pussy's sex towering above her.

"Come closer," Pussy said.

Carol strained upwards.

"Do you want to taste it?" Pussy said, parting her sex with her fingers.

"All right," Carol said.

"All right? All right! Is that all you can say? Say 'yes mistress, I'd love to taste your cunt, please mistress'."

Carol didn't quite go "tch", but that was the expression on her face. With more than a hint of sarcasm she said, "Yes mistress, I'd love to taste your cunt, please mistress."

"Look up at me," Pussy said. "Open your mouth, put your tongue out."

Carol did as she was bid. Pussy began to crouch down, offering her sex to Carol's waiting tongue. But when she was inches away from Carol's open mouth and waiting tongue, Pussy pissed. And how she pissed. She pissed all over Carol's face, into her mouth, over her hair, over her breasts. Pissing on her submissive little postwoman until she could piss no more. Not waiting for Carol's reaction she pulled Carol's head up, clamping it to her still leaking sex and said: "Lick it, lick it, you bitch!" And when Carol's tongue less than enthusiastically licked her piss soaked cunt, Pussy cuffed the back of her head to urge her on, and bending her knees, she rubbed herself against Carol's face, grinding herself to orgasm against her.

She steadied herself, clinging to Carol's shoulders as her orgasm swept over her. When it was passed, she sank down, sitting down between Carol's knees in the bath.

Carol looked shocked at being pissed on like that. But she did look sweet. Pussy moved forward and held Carol's head in her hands. She kissed her, kissed her deeply. Carol responded, pushing her body towards Pussy's, putting her arms around Pussy, enchanted by Pussy's kiss.

Pussy drew away leaving Carol breathless and wide eyed.

"Wow," Carol said.

Pussy got out of the bath. "Get out, get dried then bugger off," she said.

"Oh!" Carol said.

"Um?" Pussy said. "You mean you don't want to go? For heaven's sake, make your mind up. Do you want to go or not?"

"Well, I don't know," Carol said.

"Look. Get out of the bath and get dried. I'll be in the bedroom. When you've made your mind up, either join me in there or get your clothes out of the drier and sod off. Up to you." And with that Pussy walked out.

It was only minutes later when Carol sheepishly put her head round the bedroom door. "Perhaps I won't go just yet," she said.

Pussy was lying on the bed, legs apart, a huge vibrator stuffed up her cunt. She motioned Carol forward and directed her hand to the vibrator. Pussy reclined back as Carol fucked her softly with the vibrator.

"Let me do it to you," Pussy said after a while. "Lie on the bed face down. Close your eyes, just relax."

Carol lay face down on the bed, a big anticipatory grin on her face. Pussy sat on Carol's back. She pulled Carol's left hand towards the bed post and deftly clamped handcuffs around Carol's wrist. Then she cuffed Carol's right wrist. Then she turned and did the same with Carol's ankles, spread-eagling her face down on the bed. Carol put up playful resistance, giggling as Pussy bonded her.

"You really are a very stupid girl," Pussy said getting off the bed. "So what are you thinking? That I'm going to give you a nice vibratoring, is that it?" Pussy let out a callous laugh. "You have absolutely no idea what I'm going to do to you, have you, you little slut?"

Carol twisted her head to look at Pussy. She tried her bonds and found them to be so tight that she could barely move her arms or legs.

"Go on," Pussy said. "Try and free yourself. Tell you what, I'll leave you to get free, OK?"

And with that she walked out of the bedroom slamming the door.

She left Carol to stew for a good half hour before going back, cane in hand.

"Can you see this?" Pussy said.

Carol could see what Pussy was holding.

"Oh no, Pussy please don't. Really I don't want that, really."

"Hah!" Pussy went. "You are unbelievable! One minute you do, next minute you don't, then you do. Honestly!"

"Yes, but, well, don't hurt me, will you?"

Again Pussy mocked her. "You just don't get it do you?" she said. "Just consider your position. You can't move, your arse is just there waiting for it," she touched the cane against Carol's buttocks. "I want to hurt you, I mean really hurt you, and you're lying there helpless. Do you want to guess what's going to happen next?"

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