Need to be controlled.

Cynthia lifted Sharon's chin with a finger, and pressed her lips to Sharon's, almost tenderly. "Don't worry, baby. I want you to enjoy this too. I promise I won't hurt you......much." she whispered as their lips still touched.

Her other hand opened the clasp on Sharon's bra while she was kissing her. She slipped her hand over the other woman's breast, kneading it gently, while her thumb and forefinger rolled her nipple and pinched it gently. She felt the nipple harden more, and kissed Sharon again, harder this time. In the middle of the kiss, Sharon felt a nipple clamp slide over her nipple, and then felt it's bite as Cynthia tightened it.

Cynthia felt Sharon's hands jerk at the cuffs, and broke the kiss, leaning back with twinkling eyes, as she drank in the expression on the older woman's face.
 
Sharon

"Don't worry, baby. I want you to enjoy this too. I promise I won't hurt you......much." The younger woman told me as she lifted my head and pressed her lips to mine, I began to resist and then felt my body respond, I had never kissed another woman before and it wasn't entirely unpleasant. I felt her undo my bra clasp and slide her hand over my breast squeezing it gently as she rolled my nipple between her finger, I felt my body begin to respond to her manipulations as my nipple hardened in her fingers. I then felt the biting pain on my nipple as something was attached. I brode the kiss and flinched as she stoood back looking at me.
"Oww..Take it off it hurts" I pleaded but a smile crossed her lips as she replied.

"But you need a matched set" As she held up the second clamp and walked toward me exposing the other breast....
 
This time I took her nipple in my mouth as my hands caressed her sides and back. My tongue flicked it lightly, and I bit it ever so gently. I moved my hands to cup her bottom and lift her slightly to my mouth as I finally took the nipple out of my lips. I smiled and watched her face as I slowly placed the other clamp on her nipple and tightened it.

Her face registered panic, and I hugged her gently, and kissed her again, my hands caressing her soothingly as I waited for her nipples to numb to the clamp's bite somewhat.

She began breathing slightly harder and moving against me, and I cooed into her ear. "That's it baby. It wasn't so bad was it? You were very good. You are doing fine."

I stepped back and looked her up and down. "Now...how do you think we can get that dress off of you? I could cut it off, I suppose..."
 
Sharon

She tood the other nipple in her mouth and teased it to hardness all the while carressing my body, she nibbled my nipple till it stood out firm and hard and then placed the other clamp on it and tightened it. I flet the pain and supressed the moan as she placed her lips over mine and began to kiss me. I felt my body respond as she began to explore my body with her hands.

"Now...how do you think we can get that dress off of you? I could cut it off, I suppose" she said menacingly with a glint of mischief in her eyes

I could feel the panic rise in me as she approached me leaving me to wonder how I would get home if she cut off my dress, She came to face me and, as she stared into my eyes she produced a pair of scissors and began to rub them between my breasts to the V in the neck line....
 
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Again, I watched her eyes as I drew the scissors between her breasts, and around them. Then, with a few snips on each side I sliced from the neckline, down each arm, and the dress floated to the floor, pooling at her ankles.

I watched her face in delight as her panic grew.

Putting the scissors down, I began touching her again, my fingers gliding over her smooth skin, cooing softly to myself. My tongue flicking over her clamped nipples, teasing them before I began to kiss down her belly.
 
Sharon

She teased my breasts with the scissors before she quickly slice of both arms allowing the dress and bra to slide to the floor, leaving me exposed before her, my breasts huanging free with the nipples squeezed tight between the clamps that seemed to grow tighter with every movement.

I felt my heart pounding as I tried to swallow, her mouth dropped to each breast licking each clamped nipple sending a new twinge of pain through each one before she continued down my flat stomach to my panty clad crotch, her hot breath breathing against my cleft.
 
Cynthia's fingers slipped into the waistband of her panties, slowly begining to lower them, her tongue teasing the newly exposed skin. She cooed with delight as her bush was slowly exposed. She nuzzled the soft hair and let her tongue run through it teasingly.

Past her hips, and Cynthia let gravity take over, allowing the panties to pool with the bra and the dress. She helped Sharon step out of the little pile of clothing, and then picked them up and dropped them in the small wastebasket by the door.

Cynthia knelt in front of Sharon, and leaned close, running her hands up the back of her legs, her breath hot on her mons. Slowly, ever so slowly, she closed the distance and slid her tongue into Sharon's pussy.
 
Sharon

Teasingly she lowered my panties to the ground licking her way down as she removed them. She mover her way closer to my crotch until her tongue slid through the lips of my pussy parting them until the tip drug across my clit causing me to shudder. I could feel my body getting hotter as my breaths grew ragged. The thought of another woman doing this to me was new and somehow exciting. She continued to work me into an aroused state sliding her hands up untill she held my cutt in her hands, squeezing it as she continued to work her tongue into my pussy, I felt myself getting wet.....
 
Cynthia moaned as she tasted Sharon, as she got wetter and wetter. Suddenly she slide up Sharon's body and kissed her deeply, thrusting her tongue in Sharon's mouth, sharing her juices with her.

"You taste so good, baby. Such a good girl."

Cynthia snaked back down her, pausing to flick each nipple with her tongue again, her hands never stopping their caressing. She urged Sharon to spread her legs more, with gentle pushes on the inside of her thighs, and ran her tongue up and down Sharon's swollen labia, before sealing her mouth over Sharon's clit and lashing it frantically with her tongue. She felt Sharon's juices running down her chin.

She smiled up at Sharon, as she released her clit, and began to tease her. She licked over her labia, her inner thighs, all around her clit, but not touching it, or pressing her tongue inside Sharon.
"Ok, baby....now you have to beg for it." Her eyes danced with mischief, as she continued to tease her captive.
 
Sharon

The younger woman licked me until my juices were flowing freely, she then slid up my body undtil we were face to face. She palced her mouth on mine and slid her tongue deep into my mouth, all the while continuing to rub my body.

She broke the kiss and slid to each clamped nipple licking it before continuing her journey to my crotch.Licking my clit until my body began to respond, my hips driving forward to meet her mouth, I felt my self getting closer to orgasm, then she stopped what whe was doing and began to lick around my crotch avoinding my clit.

"Ok, baby....now you have to beg for it." She said with a cruel look in her eyes.

"please finish it" I said the words surprising even me.

She ran her fingers over my wet slit and continued to tease. "I don't think I'm ready yet' She replied as her hands continued up m body and she began to squeez my breasts before pulling out on the clamped nipples,

"Nooo..ahh." I moaned out as she continued her assault on my body, the pain in my nipples increasing...
 
Cynthia drank in the sound of Sharon's tortured cry, and slid her tongue deep inside her again, licking slowly out to lap at her clit again.

This time I licked her hard, wanting her to orgasm, all the while keeping the pressure on her clamped nipples. My tongue brought her to a crashing release, and as she screamed in passion, I released the clamp on her right nipple. Instantly her voice took on a higher pitch as the pain of returning blood hit her at the peak of her orgasm, drawing her higher.

Cynthia shifted her grip, using her now free left hand to support the woman as she bucked with her release. Cynthia drank from her eagerly, and then moved her mouth to the newly freed nipple. She took it in her mouth, and bathed it with her tongue, knowing that immediately it was hypersensitive, and she would barely be able to stand it, but that it would turn soothing soon enough. She dropped her fingers at the same time, and played with Sharon's hypersensitive clit, teasing the woman with the reactions of her own body.

When Sharon had recovered some, Cynthia stood again, and smiled into her eyes, then began nuzzling her like a cat. Sharon quickly realised that Cynthia was rubbing the results of her own orgasm on her face. Her cheeks and chin were soon covered with her own nectar. Cynthia smiled with affection in her eyes for the first time since they had entered the room.

"Halfway there, baby. Would you like something to drink before we start the second half? Are you alright?"
 
Alex downs the last of the beer chaser, and orders another with just a nod of his head.

Alex then heaves hisself away from the bar. Figures he will walk around the club, and look for trouble in all of its forms. Just to see what the sea of people will do. He realizes he isn't Moses in parting the red sea, but the idea appeals to him none the less.

As we walks he classifies everyone into one of three groups - those who get out of his was before he is even close is too spineless, and not even worthy of contemp. The second group holds promiss, when he wants someone submissive - as at first they resist, but soon part, knowing who thier betters are, while the third group is the most challenging, and worthy of true consideration.

The third, ah yes, the outcome never truely decided, even after the encounter. Who is doing the braeking to the whip, and who is being trained? The meeting and matching of equals, the test of wills, the need to be best, to compermise, to take and give, without giving too much, without expecting anything, prepaired for most everything. Ah, the true excitement of life - and no words need be spoken, only sounds of flesh slapping flesh, and a grunt or two, but never crying out in pain or pleasure for that is the sing of the weaker person.

Alex could always grab from the first group, the whimps, and have his way with them, but other than a pretty face, they offer nothing for him, and he mows them down right away. He is on the prowle for at least someone who needs to be broken, and thinks themselves a wild mustane or stallion, and will break to him, even if it takes time - to train them for the night, for his appetite changes with his mood. The third, his equal, would be a true find in this place, and may be worth a second encounter. No, tonight, to find that person who knows how to put up a good fight, but in the end must surrender to him.

To cut accross the dance floor, nah, no need to display his power and presents in that way, just his walk, stance, presents, will be enought, as he makes his way around the room. looking, searching, desiring ..........
 
Sharon

As the younger woman resumed licking my clit I felt the release coming on, she pulled on my clamped nipples as she brought me to the release I needed. As I felt the orgasm overtake me she released one of the nipple clamps causing a pain to shoot through it, I cried out in pleasure and pain as my body shood in the wake. She took me in her arms and began to suck the nipple which had grown so sensitive as she rubbed my clit causing my body to twitch with her movements. finally moving to my neck I felt her rub the juices from her face onto me.


"Halfway there, baby. Would you like something to drink before we start the second half? Are you alright?"She said as I stood attached to the wall.

"I'm alright" Came my confused reply, not sure if I was believing it myself...
 
Cynthia smiled and kissed her tenderly. "I think you are lying, darling. But I also think this is a change from what you have grown bored with, which is what you said you wanted."

Cynthia pressed her body against Sharon's and started to slowly move, like she was dancing. She knew the silken material of her dress would feel soothing to the older woman, while she stood thinking a moment.

"well, baby...if you are still looking for new experiences....we could change roles. You could lock little ole me up, and torment me."

She smiled mischieviously again.
 
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