Sequel-to: The Elevator
As you head down the hall, going to your friend's penthouse apartment, youhope no one opens the door and comes out. It'd be real embarrassing to seeyou like this.
You knock on your friend's door, and you hear her say, as she opens thedoor," Forget something?" As she opens her door, her mouth drops, and shestares at you. She pulls you inside, asking, "What happened? Are you ok?Should I call a doctor? " You tell her you are ok, you just want to sitdown.
She goes into the kitchen, and you hear her rummaging around. You start tocry, feeling just what it was that they did to you. Sure, you enjoyed iteventually, but it was so humiliating, to be taken like that, withoutpermission, to be violated in that way. Not by 1 man, but by 3.
Laura comes back with coffee for you. As she hands it to you, you almostdrop it, your hands are shaking so badly. She puts her hands around yours,to help you hold it, and her hands are warm on yours, and reassuring. Youcalm a bit. As you sit and sip the coffee, strong and black, she asks ifyou want to talk about it. So you decide to let it out, between sobs. But,the longer you go on, the more you remember how it really felt on yourbody. You calm visibly, and go on, the words just flowing out of you.
You think it's strange that Laura is squirming so much on the couch next toyou. She must be appalled at the treatment you received. But how could sheknow how it felt, to be taken that way? As you tell your story, she goesinto the kitchen and comes back with a warm, wet towel. She mops your face,trying to be careful of the bruise that is welling up on your cheek fromthe slap the man gave you. She gets a piece of ice and wraps it up, andholds it to your cheek. You are almost done with your coffee, and yourstory, so you set the cup down.
You tell her you need someone close now, someone who cares. She puts herarms around you, and holds you tight. You hug her for dear life. It's sogood to know someone DOES care. You start crying again. When you havefinally let it out, you take your head off of her shoulder. As you liftyour head, she kisses your bruised cheek, telling you things will be ok.
She then proceeds to tell you that 2 years ago, the same thing happened toher. Not 3 guys, but only 2, and that was 2 too many. You feel a kindredthread reach between the two of you. She DOES understand. She says she hadno one at the time, and she's glad to be here for you. She suggests youtake a hot shower, to get the "dirt" from you. You agree.
"Besides, you can't go anywhere in that messed up dress anyway." she says.
You go into the bathroom, disrobe and turn the water on. Stepping into thehot shower, you close the door, and let the heat beat down on you. She hasa shower massage on the shower head, and you set it to "pulse". The soremuscles relax, and you let you mind wander. You find that you are not madat the men, just feel sorry for them, that they have such problems thatthey have to beat up and rape women.
Your eyes jerk open as you hear the shower door open. Opening the door,Laura has come in to see if you need anything. You had already washed theircome from inside you, and washed your hair.
"No, I'm fine, thanks." (Why is she looking at you so hard?)
"How about your back? Can you reach that?"
"No, I can't. My shoulder is too stiff. You could do that for me, if youlike."
"OK," she says. "But I'll have to get in with you. I'll get all wet. I wasdue for a bath anyway. Shower's just as good. This place has a LOT of hotwater."
You agree, and she closes the door. As you are washing your legs off, youfind yourself watching her through the translucent shower door. She removesher blouse, skirt, and underwear. Finally unsnapping her bra, she lets herlarge breasts swing free. She drops her things on the floor, and starts toget in. You turn your back, somehow embarrassed. Your beaten body looks sobad next to her smooth, white skin.
"Hey," she says. "It's ok. It happened to me. I know how you feel. It'salright. You forget, I've had 2 years to recover. "
She puts her hand on your shoulder, and you relax. She soaps up awashcloth, and proceeds to wash your back. You must have sat in something,because she sure washes over your ass a lot. But the soap and heat feel sogood. Your sore back relaxes. You know you'll have bruises, but they won'tbe too bad.
She asks you to do her back. You agree, it's the least you can do for her,after all the kindness she has shown you.
Turning around, you grab the washcloth, and notice your breasts brushagainst hers. My, she has some large pointed nipples! Bigger by far thanyours. She turns around, and you soap her up, washing over her back, hershoulders. You decide to play the game, and wash over her ass, too. It'svery soft, and looks smooth. She leans forward and holds onto the towelbar, asking you to wash the inside too. For some reason, you think this isfunny, and start to giggle, but you do it anyway. With one hand, you pullher cheeks apart, and run the washcloth up the crack of her ass. It didn'tneed it, but you did it anyway.
As you wash her ass, she sways back and forth, enjoying the heat and yourhelp. She asks if you would mind doing the backs of her legs, since shecan't reach them. Still giggling, you kneel down in the bottom of the tub,and wash the backs of her thighs. Feeling better now, and starting to feela bit playful, you put a small bite on her ass. She jumps, yelping "Whatare you doing?" and starts to laugh. This sets you off, and soon the two ofyou are having a water fight. You rinse out the washcloth and smack her asswith it, and she cups a handful of water and throws it in your face. Youcan't see anything, and she backs you up against the wall, pressing herbody to yours, her breasts mashing yours down. "Now what are you going todo?" she asks.
Thinking quickly, you kiss her full on the mouth. She backs up immediately,and you grab her wrists and hold her back against the other wall of theshower.
"Ok, you win. Let me go and I'll do anything you say."
"Not yet. First you have to bow down and pay honor to me."
Letting go of her wrists, you let her slide down the wall and kneel at yourfeet. You reach behind your back and turn the heat up. She looks up at youwith what she supposes are "puppy dog eyes", and pleads with you to forgiveher. You step out of the way of the shower path, and let the hot water hither full in the face and chest. She falls backwards, and slides down thetub, between your legs. You immediately sit down, on her stomach, holdingher in place. She looks up at you, and asks what she did wrong.
"Nothing. That's why I'm doing it." (What did you just say?)
You find yourself starting to enjoy some of this power she has given you.You order her to get out of the shower and wait for you. After you get offof her, she amazingly does what you say.
You rinse the rest of the soap film off of you and order her to get a towelto dry you with. She does this, and holds it open for you to step into. Asyou step out of the shower, she wraps the towel around you, and tucks ittight. Your nipples harden at the cold air outside of the shower, and theypoke through the material. She sees this and starts to giggle again.
Playing the role, you order her into the bedroom, where she can take careof you. You aren't sure yet what you are thinking, but you like it, andstart to find yourself attracted to your Laura in a way you have never feltabout her before.
Heading into the bedroom, you remove the towel, and sit on the edge of herlarge round waterbed. The heat has been turned up on the bed, and it feelsquite nice. You ask her to dry your back. She says no.
"Get over here and dry me now!" you command her.
She obeys, and you see what it is she wants to do. Ok, you can be hermaster, if that's what she wants. You could at least give it a try.
She dries your back expertly, not missing a drop.
"What about your front, Mistress? She all I dry that as well?"
"Yes, love. And dry under my tits too."
She does what you command, and you find yourself once again enjoying thepower of the moment. With one hand, she holds up your breast, and runs thetowel under it. Her hands are so soft! And Warm! As she lets it back down,her fingers run over your air-hardened nipples, making them tingle.
She towel dries your hair, and begins to use her brush to give it long,smooth strokes, combing out the tangles and rat-tails. Her long blonde hairmust be a real pain to do.
Finally, she sits down next to you, and asks, "What's next, Mistress?"
You tell her that you don't know. That you aren't sure.
She stands up in front of you, and backs away about 5 feet. She puts herhands on her hips, and stands naked in front of you. You find yourself juststaring at her body. She turns sideways, and you get a very good view ofher profile: high pointed breasts, long blonde hair, a very flat stomach,and long, tan, shapely legs. She turns with her back to you, and you noticeher ass looks even better than it did in the shower. Then she turns forwardagain, giving you a full frontal view of her platinum blonde pussy. Withoutthe shower, you find yourself getting wet again.
"Are you sure you don't know what you want, Mistress?"
In a husky voice, you tell her, "Come here. Come to me, and make me feelgood about myself."
She walks forward, and you find you face level with her breasts. She putsher hands on the back of your head, and pulls your mouth closer to hernipple. It is so close, you can feel your breath bouncing off her skin. Sheholds you there, waiting for you. You decide you are going to like this,and place your wet lips an on her tit. It tastes very nice, you think, asyou begin to suck on her breast. You reach a hand up and hold her tit up toyour mouth, feeding it into your lips.
You start to use your tongue around her nipple, gently sucking with yourmouth, and she starts to sway again. She takes your free hand, and placesit it around behind her, placing your hand on her ass. It IS smooth! Yougive it a squeeze, enjoying the firm, soft flesh.
You stand up and turn her around. You lay her back down on the bed, pushingher up so that her whole body is on it. Her tits jiggle as she "bounces"around on the water. You lay down next to her, and move her hand betweenyour legs. You put one leg up to give her better access, and she slides afinger along your slit. She pulls it out and places it into her mouth,getting a taste of your juices. She returns her hand to your cunt, andkisses you, pushing her tongue in your mouth. You move your hand across herbreasts, and down across her stomach, into her waiting bush. Her hair is sosoft. Is there nothing hard about this girl, aside from her nipples? Shespreads her legs wide, and you delve a finger into her wetness. It seems tograb your finger and pull it in. As you pump your hand in and out of her,she uses her thumb on your clit, stimulating it to it's full 1 inch length.She is surprised at how big your clit is, and begs her "Mistress" to lether see and taste it.
You agree, and she moves her head down between your legs, spreading yourdark covered lips apart with her fingers. She snakes her tongue out, andyou jump as she touches your clit. Her touch makes you tingle, and theshock of contact makes your legs close around her head.
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