Kinky Secretary with Stewardess Sue

Literotic asexstories – Kinky Secretary with Stewardess Sue by cdDarla,cdDarla
I was still getting used to the idea of an open relationship. Mistress was back and day to day life went on usual. I served as her crossdressed secretary and her play thing when she was in the mood. Joan had become a frequent visitor since Mistress had revealed they had been lovers in the past. Both were clearly bi as Mistress still enjoyed my clit as Joan had also as my mystery kidnapper. The biggest change was that I was no longer caged and free to have my own ‘flings’. I knew she was serious but I was still a little hesitant until we got a call from our friend Sue the stewardess.

Mistress answered and put it on speaker.

“Mistress, how are you and Darla?”

“We are well. It’s so good to hear from you. How have you been?”

“I’ve got some time off and I’m between boyfriends. I wondered if Darla might be available for some fetish play. I’m really missing it. It was such fun playing Domme at the fetish party. I know she’d be caged and I would certainly respect your limits. Please!”

“Sue dear, it’s up to Darla. As for being caged. We’re in a more open relationship. We love each other but realize that monogamy just isn’t in the cards for either of us. What might happen between the two of you would be entirely up to you and Darla. Let me take her gag out and you talk to Darla about it.”

Mistress had me tied up and had been snapping pictures to post on her blog. She unbuckled the ball gag and held the phone for me.

“Wow, I don’t know what to say Darla. Such big news. Would you like to come play with me this weekend. I would normally promise to be good but with that revelation I might just have to be bad. My housemates are working so we’d have the place to ourselves. What do you say?”

I glanced at Mistress and she just smiled.

“I say yes Sue. I’d love to come play with you.”

‘Fabulous. I’ll pick you up tomorrow afternoon. I’m thinking I’ll be the Domme so plan to be thoroughly abused. I’m going to wear you out. Bye now.”

Mistress put the gag back in.

“I have to admit the thought of that little girl having her way with you gets me a little hot. I think we’ve taken enough pictures. Hop yourself into the bedroom. I think I’ll fuck you. You can tell me when you get back how Sue stacks up.”

Mistress pushed me down onto my bound arms right away and straddled me. No doubt she was turned on and so was I. I emptied myself into her. Whatever else happened with other people, Mistress would always be number one for me but the thought of being with Sue was exciting as hell.

I slept fitfully that night despite Mistress’ continued assurances that everything was fine.

“I’ll probably have Joan over. We’ll tie Beth and make her watch us. Frustrating for her, fun for us.”

I got up the next day and got dressed in my secretarial outfit. I started packing for a weekend away. There was the usual makeup, panties and shoes. There were other items a bit further from the usual. An assortment of gags, ropes, straps, an armbinder, hood, spreader bar, clamps and crop. I was closing my bag when Mistress stopped me. She added a strap on and zipped the bag closed.

“What’s a weekend with a Domme stewardess without getting pegged. I know you want her to.”

Of course I did. I love being pegged. I had been hesitant to put a strap on in the bag myself. That she did it was another reminder of our new reality.

I checked myself in the mirror and lit a Winston as I nervously waited.

Mistress answered the door and Sue walked in wearing her stewardess uniform. She and Mistress traded air kisses. Sue is very petite. Just over 5 feet tall but with a generous bust. I found the idea of her dominating me at 6 feet 7 inches in heels quite erotic.

“I came straight from the airport. Besides, I thought Darla might get a kick out the uniform. I’ll bet you’ve watched a stewardess in bondage video or two you naughty girl.”

Busted.

“Well in this case I’ll be doing the tying. I might just keep the uniform on though. Let’s get moving. I’m excited to get started.

We got in her car and I lit a Winston and handed it to Sue before lighting one for myself.

“You can’t imagine how often I’ve fantasized about this. You are in for it now Darla.”

“I’m counting on it Sue but I want my turn as the Domme too. I haven’t tied anyone up for a while. Let’s do it this way. Starting tomorrow morning I’m yours to do whatever you like. Everything on the table. Just no permanent damage. Starting Sunday morning you are all mine. The same rules.”

“Sounds fair to me. Just remember what you said that anything goes. I’ve been working on my dominant skills. That may be why I’m between boyfriends. Are you sure you can handle what I dish out?”

“Bring it on Sue, bring it on.”

“I can’t wait. Lets stop at the fetish club and grab some supper. I don’t want to cook tonight. Besides, I want to show you off and make my friends jealous.”

We pulled into the fetish club and walked in. There was no party that night but still people in fetish dress eating and drinking. Sue greeted each one and introduced me. Some remembered me from my previous visit.

We had a nice meal and chatted. The food was surprisingly good. We walked back to her car and started to her house. The weekend was about to begin.

She poured us each a glass of wine as we relaxed. I lit her cigarette for her. I know full well it’s bad for you but the sight of a beautiful woman smoking seductively really does something for me. From the smile on her face, she damn well knew it.

She finished her cigarette and leaned in to kiss me. Lipstick on lipstick. Another one of my countless fetishes. She led me to her bedroom and started undressing me.

“I want to see you naked Darla.”

I stripped and returned the favor. Freeing her pert breasts and glistening pussy. We fell into bed and ravaged each other. Tomorrow would be the day for extended foreplay. Tonight was urgent animalistic sex. She wrapped her legs around me and dug her nails into my back as we climaxed. I rolled off finally and lit our post coital smokes.

“You like it rough, don’t you?”

“Darla, you have no idea. But you’re about to find out. Sleep well.”

She stubbed out her cigarette and was soon asleep. I followed immediately.

I awakened to an empty bed and heard Sue in the kitchen. I walked in still naked to the smell of coffee and the sight of a naked Sue.

“Morning sleepy head. I guess we’re both exhibitionists. I love going without clothes but don’t get much of a chance with 2 housemates.”

We had coffee, bagels and a morning cigarette then Sue handed me a pill.

“It’s Cialis. Lasts longer than Viagra. You probably don’t need it but I don’t want to take any chances you give out on me.”

What the hell, I took it with a sip of coffee.

“Ready Darla? Shower, shave and I want you in your catsuit. No skirt. Heels locked on. No boots today. I want you to feel the ropes on your legs. I want the full Darla Crane look so your red hair. Get moving! And from now on I am Mistress Sue. Just one more thing. Douche yourself thoroughly.”

“Yes Mistress Sue.”

I showered, cleaned my pussy, dressed and tightened my corset. I sat at her makeup table to put my face on. Green eyeshadow with my red hair, long false eyelashes and of course, fuck me red lipstick. I put some dangly earrings in my pierced ears. I put on a wig cap and carefully pinned my long red hair in place. I brushed it out to perfection then stepped into my four inch stilettos and locked them in place. I buckled my collar in place and secured it with a small padlock. I would give the keys to Sue.

I stood in front of her mirror for a last check and lit a Winston. I sashayed into the living room to Sue’s approving look.

“Very good. Now finish your cigarette and sit yourself down. And by the way, you didn’t ask permission to smoke and you’ll pay for it.”

“Yes Mistress Sue. I’m so sorry.”

She walked into the bedroom and came back with a paddle. She had me bend over and gave me a quick 10 strokes on my lightly covered butt.

“Now let’s get you tied up so I can be sure you won’t misbehave while I dress.”

I meekly put my hands behind me for Sue to tie. Mistress and I had taught her well. It was tight. She tied my ankles then ran a rope from my ankles under the chair to my wrists.

“I’ll do more later but that should hold you and just to make sure you don’t whine, open up.”

She gagged me with a large bright red ball gag then unzipped my crotch and used thin cord to bind my clit and ovaries.

“You’d better be nice and hard when I get back or you’ll pay again. Don’t go away.”

She walked into the bedroom and left me tied up and rock hard. She had only been gone for a moment then walked back in.

“I think I want a quick morning fuck before I get dressed.”

She sat on my hard clit and quickly pumped up and down till she screamed with delight and I slumped back against the chair.

“What a mess Darla. Let’s get us cleaned up.”

She used a warm wet cloth to give me a bit of post orgasm clit torture before cleaning herself.

“Now, don’t go away.”

She walked into the bedroom and left me. I was used to being left tied up after an orgasm but it’s still hard to do. She finally walked back in wearing a bra with her nipples peeking over the top, fishnets, garter belt and heels. No panties. Ooooh! So so sexy.

“Like what you see Darla. I like what I see. You all tied up and at my mercy. Let’s get you a bit more securely tied.”

She tied my legs above and below the knees and pinned my arms to my chest with a harness. She took my gag out and gave me a Winston as she smoked one herself. She took my still limp clit in her hand, then tightened the cord around the base.

“That should help get you ready again. Is it a little tight baby?”

In fact it was.

“Yes, it’s really tight.”

She took the crop and swatted my clit.

“Yes Mistress Sue, Darla.”

“Oww, you little bitch. That hurt.”

Oops, shouldn’t have said that but I wanted to see what she would do. I found out. She quickly shoved the gag in my mouth and went to work on my clit with the crop and her open hand.

“What did you call me Darla? Bitch? It just so happens you’re right. I asked if you were ready for what I can dish out. Well I like it rough as you’re going to find out.”

Mistress rarely used corporal punishment. It was more mental. This petite little stewardess had other ideas. You know what, I liked it! I mumbled bitch again behind the gag as she rained more swats on my rapidly hardening clit.

“You’d better get hard. I’m not stopping till you do.”

And she didn’t. When she was finally satisfied, she took me in her hand and kissed my sensitive clit.

“You don’t deserve it but I’ll have mercy on you. I just love giving blow jobs to tied up sluts. I love the feeling of a hard cock or clit in my mouth and the control it gives me. I can go fast, slow, stop for a while and watch you squirm and beg me with your eyes.”

She paused to light a cigarette, took a deep drag and exhaled around my clit as she took me in her mouth.

I moaned with pleasure till she stopped and stood back, smoking her cigarette.

“Poor Darla. So desperate and nothing you can do about it.”

She was right about that. She had certainly come a long way from when we first met and introduced her to bondage and fetish. She took another drag and flicked the tip of my clit with her tongue before taking all of me in her mouth. She kept at it till I shot a load into her mouth. She licked her lips as she swallowed it.

“Mmmmm. Breakfast of champions Darla. The problem is I didn’t cum. I’ll fix that with my vibrator while you watch.”

She sat across from me and used a wand vibrator to get herself off.

“I’ll take the gag out for a while but watch your mouth. I’d hate to have to use the crop on you again. Well actually I wouldn’t hate it at all but you would.”

She took the gag out.

“What do you say Darla.”

“Thank you for taking the gag out Mistress Sue.”

“Much better. You can have a cigarette since you were so nice to thank me.”

She put a Winston between my lips and lit it for me. I inhaled deeply and sent a stream toward the ceiling around the dangled cigarette.

“I’ll untie you for a while but not just yet. I’m going to fix us some lunch. Anything to say Darla?”

“No Mistress Sue.”

She gagged me anyway and walked toward the kitchen giving me a good look at her tight little bare butt. I heard her working in the kitchen before she finally came back in and untied me. We had a light lunch and a small glass of wine. We stayed true to our roles for the day. She was Mistress Sue and enjoyed every time I called her that.

“Use the restroom Darla. You’ve had a long enough break.”

I did my business and came back into the living room to see Sue holding the armbinder.

“Let’s get you strapped up Darla.”

She slid the smooth leather device up my arms tightened the straps around my chest then slowly tightened the laces till my arms were pulled together. Finally she buckled the attached straps around my wrists and elbows. This thing was inescapable.

She led me to a spot underneath a hook on the ceiling and I knew what she had in mind. She buckled leather cuffs on each ankle then put the spreader bar in place between them. She threaded a doubled rope through the D ring at the end of the binder and used a step ladder to get it over the hook. She started pulling and I had to bend over into a classic strappado position.

“I think I’ll use a ring gag. I’ll enjoy you drooling with no hope of controlling it.”

She put the gag in my mouth then fitted a blindfold over my eyes then unzipped me from front to back.

“Helpless aren’t you baby. I wanted the blindfold so you couldn’t see what’s coming. You deserve a bit more punishment for calling me a bitch.”

I grunted as she slapped my clit with the crop again and again before moving to my butt where she used the crop and her hand to give me a thorough spanking. She continued to awaken something I hadn’t known. I really liked it rough and my clit showed it. I don’t know how long she whipped me but it was quite a while.

She finally stopped and paused for a bit then took the blindfold off.

“I want you to see this.”

She was wearing the strap on I had brought. It was one of our bigger ones.

“Let’s start with that sassy mouth of yours.”

She shoved it into my mouth past the ring gag and forced me to deep throat it. She moved to my rear and I felt her spread lubricant on my waiting pussy. She pushed it into me and started pumping.

“Come on baby. Help me a little here. Show me how much you appreciate the fucking you’re getting.”

I couldn’t move much but tried as best I could to meet her thrusts and let’s just say she wasn’t holding back. There was an audible slap as she buried the monster in me again and again. The strap on I had brought was double ended and I thought by her panting that she was about to cum. Her scream of delight told me I was right.

She quickly untied the rope and took out the spreader bar. She led me to the chair and had me sit down. She clipped my ankles together and slid the dildo out of her pussy.

“That was nice but I’m ready for the real thing and it looks like the rough treatment has you ready too.”

She impaled herself and quickly orgasmed again as I shot what cum I had left into her pussy.

She took the ring gag out and cleaned my lips of drool before giving me a cigarette, then lighting one for herself.

“Having fun Darla. I certainly am. I’m glad I gave you that pill. You can’t quit on me yet.”

What now?

“Here’s your next task. I’m going to hogtie you and leave you till you get hard again. I hope you can or it’s going to be a long afternoon. I will help you just a little bit. And Darla, you really don’t want to disappoint me.”

She helped me onto the floor after strapping my legs above the knee. She took another strap and used it to hogtie me. No way I could get loose. She rolled me on my side and slid a tight ring over my clit. She used the ball gag again to ensure my silence then sat on the couch and started watching a movie.

“Comfy Darla?

I nodded yes. I wasn’t about to complain and get whipped again.

“Well then let’s just tighten that hogtie a bit. I want you a bit desperate.”

Ouch!

“Remember. You’re stuck till you get that clit ready again. I think by now you know I mean what I say.”

I certainly did. I wasn’t sure there was anything left but maybe the pill helped. It took a while and I was glad Mistress had trained me to stay tied for quite a while. As I lay there my cell phone rang. It went to my message, ‘Hi it’s Darla. I’m tied up right now and can’t come the the phone. Please leave a message.’ Mistress voice was next, “I hope you really are tied up. Have fun. I need you back tomorrow afternoon. Love you. See you then.”

Sue laughed and grabbed my phone to text Mistress that yes, we were having fun. As for me, my clit finally met Sue’s approval.

“Well look at you. I wasn’t sure you could do it.”

She unbuckled the hogtie strap and rolled me onto my back before sitting on my clit again. This time facing my feet. A reverse cowgirl. She took her time, wanting it to last before spinning around to face me.

“Look at me you slut. I want to watch you while you cum.”

I stared into her smiling face as she squeezed my clit in her tight pussy and took me over the edge.

“Well I hate to do it but I guess I have to untie you. Wait just a bit longer while I grab a rag.”

She took her sweet time but finally came back to clean my clit then finally, finally untied me. I collapsed on the sofa and flexed my sore arms. I lit a Winston after drawing Sue to me for a kiss.

We smoked in silence. Both worn out. She poured us a glass of wine and it was most welcome. We shared a light supper and she led me to the bedroom. She buckled leather cuffs on each wrist and clipped them together behind me.

“One more task Darla. I need you to eat my pussy for one last orgasm then I’m done with you and we can both sleep.”

Since I love eating pussy I was delighted to comply. I nibbled and sucked her to climax and true to her word I was finally released. We both fell into a deep sleep but not before I reminded her that tomorrow was my turn.

She was up again before me and fixed our breakfast. Both again naked. I took another little pill when I finished. After yesterday I could use the help.

“Are you ready Sue? I hope so because I am. I’m going to get dressed. I want you to clean the kitchen. As for dressing, you don’t need to. Just your heels and a collar.”

I showered, shaved then dressed in a black pencil skirt and french blue silk blouse over seamed stockings and stilettos. I was tightly corseted underneath. I kept my red hair but added a pair of glasses on a chain. I was going for the sexy librarian look. I lit a Winston as I always do when I finish dressing and walked back into the living room. Sue was standing there in nothing but heels and a collar.

“Well Missy. Aren’t you a sight. I would say I’m feeling merciful but after yesterday, no chance. You can have a cigarette before we get started. I’ll enjoy watching you smoke it standing there naked.”

I let her finish it as I watched, enjoying my fetish.

“Let’s get you a bit less comfortable, shall we.”

I tied her hands behind her, then her legs at the ankles, above and below her knees. I finished with an elaborate chest harness. I put a pillow on the floor in front of the sofa, pulled my skirt up freeing my hard clit. I lit a cigarette.

“I think you know what to do. Since you like smoking blowjobs so much, get started and don’t even think about coming up for air.”

“Yes Mistress Darla.”

She took me in her mouth as I took a deep drag and sent a long plume of smoke between my painted lips. I watched as she moved her mouth up and down my shaft. She did love her blowjobs and my goodness was she good at it. I finished my cigarette and shot my replenished load into her mouth. She looked up and smiled as she used her tongue to retrieve the last bit of cum on her lip. What a monster Mistress and I had created.