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Subject: {ASSM} Owning Gillian - part 2
Date: Wed, 14 Aug 2002 16:10:03 -0400
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Owning Gillian - part 2 

{ FF , FFF, Fdom , bd , humil , clothes }

By

Rachel J. Kavanagh

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She wakes up confused, her wrists are bound, there is something round
her neck, something in her mouth, she opens her eyes but it makes no
difference she is wearing a blindfold. And she remembers. Yesterday -
spending the whole day is a state of turmoil - turned on so much it
hurt, humiliated, out of control and yet - safe. She finds  to her
surprise that she likes this feeling - of being owned. She enjoys her
shame - the lack of control - the extreme arousal. She realizes with a
shock that she doesn't even know the name of her new owner and  that
somehow she has made to give up any control in  her life without is
being discussed or planned or consented to. She realizes with a second
greater shock that this excites her immensely.

Someone starts playing with her clitoris and she lets her thoughts
subside and surrenders to the gentle sensations rippling though her
body.

______________________________________________________

Gillian B stirs in the bed next to me - bound, gagged, blindfolded,
beautiful, sexy and mine. Oh yes - most of all  - Mine. I can't
believe I have just taken over this woman's life and that she has just
let me do it. She should be arriving at work about now I guess - I'll
have to do something about that - and instead..., well indeed -
instead? What delicious things am I going to do to her today?

I lie back and look at her and then suddenly can't help myself - I
slip my hands between her legs and find her clitoris. Slowly, slowly I
rub it - feeling her juices starting to lubricate - I let my fingers
slip down into her hole and spread the thick slippery liquid around- I
feel her body respond under my touch - her breath becoming faster and
deeper -  I shift so that I can reach the nipples of one of her
pendulous breasts with my other hand and I caress it revelling in its
weight my fingers pinching at her nipple feeling it harden. She's
going to cum and I stop just before she does - I whisper to her "you
had better get used to this - I am not going to let you cum before
tonight". She groans beneath her gag and I smile to myself with
pleasure.

______________________________________________________

I get up and shower. I am unable to resist her clothes again and
choose a smart grey ankle length skirt, a black ribbed polo neck
jumper and long black socks and of course her knee length boots and a
fresh pair of her knickers - her bras are way to big for me of course
and I don't really need one so I give that a miss. After a quick
breakfast of toast and orange juice and a couple of phone calls to set
things up for later I am ready to start the fun.

First I find her mobile phone - she needs to tell her work that she
won't be coming back - and why. I go into my bedroom and untie her gag
and unbind her arms. She reaches up to undo her blindfold I stop her
and say - "Wait to see if you deserve that first" She moves her head
in my direction - "Here's what you do" I tell her "In a moment I am
going to give you a phone to speak to your work, you are going to ask
to speak to your boss and you are going to tell him why you are no
longer working for him. The more accurate the explanation - the more
likely that the next hour or so is going to be pleasant for you", "You
mean tell him I have given myself into slavery and am going to spend
the day being fucked and humiliated by a woman whose name I don't even
know" I grin "You've got it my beautiful little slut" I push the green
button on the phone and hand it to her - "Its ringing..". As she waits
to be put through to her boss I lean over and take one of her nipples
in my mouth relishing the feeling of it turning hard as I caress it
with my tongue. She must have hated her job quite a lot because she
seems to rather enjoy telling her boss exactly what the situation is -
including the fact that her nipple is in my mouth. I take the phone
back off her after she has delivered her message and inform the rather
stunned sounding man at the other end that my lawyer will be in the
day after tomorrow to collect her p45, final pay check and belongings.
All he can manage is an almost whispered "Is what she just told me
true?" - "Every word" I tell him and hang up. 

I pull her blindfold off and smile at her blinking in the light -
"Well, Well" I say "I am most impressed -you seem to have earned
yourself a morning of exquisite pleasure." I am secretly quite pleased
because this is what I wanted to spend the morning doing rather than
punishing her in some way. 

______________________________________________________

We start off with a sensuous bath - I have an excellent and huge
bathtub that fits at least  two people and I end up in there with her.
In the soapy scented water we kiss and caress - hands sliding over
nipples and breasts and bodies, probing each others cunts. I let her
make me cum although of course she is still not allowed to much to her
annoyance. Wrinkled like prunes we finally get out after much giggling
and kissing - as I am drying her off with a big soft towel she asks -
"So what is your name then?". I stop and look at her and smile - "What
do you want to know that for then?", "Well.." she says, "You seem to
have taken over my life - it would be nice to know one or two things -
like who you are and how long you are going to keep me?", "Well, well"
I say resuming drying her (and making sure that her state of semi
arousal is continued in the meantime) "My name is Rachel, I'm26, I'm
far too rich to be bothered working - family money not earned, my
parents spoil me rotten and I get up to pretty much what I like, hence
the flat, the car and indeed - you. I've got a thing about being in
control in relationships especially making people do what I want -
although you are the only slave I have ever owned, I much prefer women
to men and I particularly like straight or bi women rather than 'Scene
lesbians', I've got a real thing about clothes and I love tying people
up but I guess that's the control thing again. And as for what I am
going to do with you - well I don't know - I guess you won't be my
slave for ever - perhaps eventually I'll find you a nice little
girlfriend to live with and buy you both a flat and you can both fuck
me whenever I feel like it...but you will have to earn it" 

After dressing myself again I lead her by the hand to the living room
and tie her to one of the chairs by the table - each forearm and calf
separately and neatly bound with coils of rope to each leg of the
chair. I stop for a moment and slip a couple of fingers deep inside
her and slowly bring her close to orgasm - she is so turned on after
everything I have done to her this morning this doesn't take long.
"Have you ever had it up your arse" I ask her casually while she is
still recovering - "How do you mean?" "Cock, fingers, dildo,...?" She
shakes her head and looks more than a little nervous - I smile a smile
that doesn't reassure her at all and ask her if she wants a cooked
breakfast.

As I prepare breakfast I wander over occasionally and gently caress
her nipples to keep them as hard as I can or to kiss her soft lips my
tongue against hers deep inside her mouth. When the food is ready I
pull up a chair next to her and feed her carefully and lovingly -
pausing once in a while to play with her nipples or cunt and laughing
at her when she finds it difficult eating and being aroused at the
same time.
I drag her chair through into the room where I have all of her
belongings stashed - I love routing through other peoples things and
going through Gillian's stuff while she watches tied to a chair is
going to be fun. She has learned enough already to accept me doing
this in silence and I am soon engrossed in the contents of the boxes. 

I come across her makeup bag - amongst the lip sticks is a bright red
one and on a whim I go over and apply it to her mouth slightly
sloppily. I stand back to admire my handiwork - she looks gorgeous -
tied to the chair, totally naked apart from her soft full and now
bright red lips. I ruffle her hair which is cut into a neat style -
not too short and comment that she will have to grow it longer and am
just considering bringing her to the brink of orgasm again when the
door bell goes. Her face is a picture - She manages to get out
something a long the lines of "...can't see me like this..." in her shock.
I ignore her and answer the door - outside (unsurprisingly since I
phoned her earlier) is my friend Amanda - we have been friends for a
very long time and frequently involve each other in our sexual
exploits, despite the fact that she is married and much prefers men.
She is taller than me - she has medium length blond hair, expensively
highlighted and styled into soft careless waves, her thin and very
pretty face is meticulously made up and she is wearing a sleeveless
white blouse beneath which I can see her silk underwear and her pert
and very delicious breasts, Her long shapely legs are encased in smart
tight black trousers and she is wearing boots with quite a tall heel.
She greets me with a soft sexy kiss on the lips and a grope of my tits
before pushing me back against the wall and shoving her tongue right
into my mouth.  "God I haven't seen you for ages" She says after kiss
ends - "What are we up to today?", "Well" I say grinning like the cat
that got  the cream - "I thought we would take my new slave to the
C______" [ the C______ is a very exclusive and expensive restaurant].
She stops and looks at me - "Slave did you say?". I grab her hand and
say "Come on".

The look on Gillian's face when I bring Amanda into the room is
priceless - absolute horror at the fact someone is seeing her so
helpless and her reaction is not helped by Amanda walking over to her
and feeling her tits admiringly and turning to me and exclaiming "God,
she's lovely - is she really a slave?". I explain everything that has
happened since Gillian came into my life - watching Gillian's
increasing embarrassment as I tell Amanda about all the things I have
done to her. Amanda is suitably impressed with this story and
excitedly asks what we are doing now - I explain that I am currently
routing through Gillian's things. Amanda is delighted with this being
at least as nosy as I am and dives into the boxes with great
enthusiasm. 

I soon come across what I am looking for - Gillian's diaries - I had
seen them in her old  flat when I visited yesterday morning to
organise having it cleared out. We clear a space on the sofa in the
corner - Amanda insists on us having a glass of wine each and we
settle down to read them - Amanda sitting upright and me lying down
with my head in her lap and her hand gently stroking my long blond
hair. 

It soon becomes apparent that Gillian's life was pretty crappy before
she met me- we read out little episodes to each other - her friends
are mean and bitchy and clearly don't really like each other very
much, she hates her job and her relationships with men don't work out
primarily because they like her for her large breasts and she wants an
actual relationship - Amanda looks over at her and realizes that tears
are running down her face - "Oh Darling" She exclaims "You mustn't cry
- this is from your old life, the one you've left behind - you belong
to Rachel now and she will be much nicer to you than this". Gillian
manages to smile a little and I say softly to her "That's true you
know". We change the tone of the bits we are reading out looking now
for funnier or more interesting excerpts - the most intriguing being
the story of a sexual encounter with one of her co-workers that Amanda
finds 

"Out with work last night - drunk far too much as usual and for some
reason ended up back at Caroline's house. Just the two of us. In my
drunkenness I was sitting next to her on the couch whilst she told me
some story or other and I was stroking her long hair telling her how
nice it was. Next thing I know we were kissing. Tongues and
everything! It was so nice. Came home feeling elated - can't think why
this morning I'm going to have to face her at work in a bit" 

I look up and Gillian is flushed with embarrassment. "Is there
anymore" I  ask Amanda. There is indeed it turns out - a few mentions
of being embarrassed with each other at work, the small matter of
Caroline's fiancé and then Caroline taking Gillian out for lunch:

"Went to lunch today with Caroline. It turns out she wanted much more
to happen the other night and she was disappointed when I left. She
really turns me on - I wish she wasn't going to get married. On the
way out we both visit the toilets and she sucks my tits while I stroke
her hair. Spend the afternoon flirting with her -  too turned on to
work. She goes home to her fiancé and I come back here. End up getting
pissed on my own. Why can't anything go right?"

A few days later: 

"The office was nearly empty today - as luck would have it only
Caroline and myself in for a good part of the morning. We ended up in
a store room. I made her come with my tongue and she did the same for
me. So nice - maybe I should give up on men." 

As seems typical with most of the things in Gillian's life (at least
going by her diaries) Caroline leaves to get married soon after and
once more Gillian is on her own. 

Amanda and I look at each other sharing an understanding that we are
going to make today pretty special indeed for my lovely slave. At
least I can understand why she likes being  my slave. Its probably the
most attention and care she has been given for years - even my
humiliation of her is done for our mutual pleasure unlike most of the
things that have happened in her life. 

Amanda goes over to Gillian and sits on her knees straddling  her,
strokes her face and kisses her deeply. I watch for a moment realising
that watching my friend kissing my new slave really turns me on. After
a bit I start to fondle Gillian's breasts and kiss her neck softly.
When Amanda shifts her attention to Gillian's nipples with a trail of
kisses down her throat I take over the kissing finding myself filled
with desire. Soon I can feel that Gillian is not far off cumming and I
look down - Amanda is now passionately licking her cunt. I reluctantly
push her head away and she looks up at me annoyed - "Spoil sport -
what was that for". I explain that Gillian is not allowed to cum until
tonight and that my plan is to keep her turned on all day, take her to
the restaurant for a little public humiliation and then afterwards
Amanda and I will have our wicked way with her until she passes out
cumming.  Amanda agrees that this is a much better plan. I send Amanda
off home to get herself a dress for tonight but knowing Amanda she
will actually end up taking her husbands credit card to the shops for
a dress. 

I walk back into the room and look at Gillian - she has been crying
again and I kiss her face until she smiles back at me. I untie her and
guide her into the other room. "You've been enjoying yourself today
haven't you?" I ask her - I can see she thinks for a moment about
arguing and then thinks better of it and nods her head. "Well then - I
think it's about time to see about that arsehole of yours. Get on your
hands and knees!" She looks shocked and she can see in my face that
now is the time to obey and so she sinks to the floor - "Don't hurt
me" she begs. I slap her bare arse hard enough to leave a red hand
print and to leave my palm stinging - "I will do what I want" I say
"Is that clear?" she gives a small nod of her head - "I can't hear
you?" - "Yes Rachel" She says and unseen by her I smile with pleasure
at her submission.

I kneel behind her and softly touch her delicate bud of an arsehole -
it clearly hasn't been used for anything except its intended purpose.
I lean forward and softly kiss it, pushing my tongue gently in until
she reacts. I pull back laughing. I take some KY from the draw and
squeeze a small dollop onto her entrance. She is shaking a little -
"Nervous?" I ask amused - she nods - "Sorry?" I say - "Yes Rachel" (I
can't be doing with this "Mistress" nonsense I just need her to
acknowledge who is in control). I slide my finger up and down a little
before pushing it into her - I can tell by her reaction that she is
enjoying it and I hold her against me my other hand grasping her
breast before pushing a second finger in. This is clearly a bit
uncomfortable for her and I give her a second or two to get used to it
before continuing my stimulation of her. As she becomes more aroused I
move my other hand so that I can put two fingers up her cunt and then
I push all four fingers in and out of the two holes until she is
almost at the point of cumming. Its almost to much for her to bear and
as she drops back onto all fours again breathing heavily she is on the
point of crying. "Please Rachel" she begs when she has got her breath
back "Please make me cum" I don't even bother answering. 

I help her up and sit her on the sofa and hand her a glass of wine.
Her mouth is still daubed with red lipstick and she is clearly
struggling to cope with the constant arousal. Her lead hangs between
her tits with nipples that are hard and erect and the insides of her
thighs are glistening with her juices. I sit next to her and brush her
hair away from her face and look into her dazed eyes. "Do you know
what's going to happen tonight?" She shakes her head - "We are going
to a really posh restaurant - you are going to look stunning and
Amanda and I are going to ensure that you spend the entire time
increasingly aroused and that everyone knows that you are in that
state." I smile at her and kiss those delicious  red daubed lips.

I go into my dressing room and take out the two dresses for tonight -
mine is a long black affair with thin straps very elegant very
classic. Hers is a halter neck with a cut out around the chest area
that when coupled with her breasts and a little work with toupe tape
will make her large breasts the main feature. The dress has cut outs
on the sides as well if anyone can drag their eyes away from her
breasts long enough to see. She will look fantastic and unfortunately
for her no one will be able to stop looking at her which means that
everyone will be aware of what we are doing to her. 

The door bell goes again and its Amanda - laden down with shopping
bags. I laugh and let her in. Her dress is bright red - typical Amanda
- very loud, very noticeable and somehow still classy. She has also
bought Gillian a present and asks my permission to give her it I
consent and it turns out to be a pair of dangly diamond earrings. They
will go brilliantly with the dress and she looks great in them. "You
had better say thank you to Amanda" I say taking her glass. Amanda
knows exactly what I mean and drops her trousers and knickers and sits
legs apart on the sofa, as she does taking the glass from me and
sipping it elegantly as though sitting naked from the waist down was
the most normal thing in the world. Gillian kneels in front of her and
starts to lick Amanda's cunt.  I sit down next to Amanda and stroke
Gillian's hair as she brings Amanda to a very noisy climax. Gillian
looks up the red lipstick smeared across her face which is glistening
with Amanda's juices. Amanda leans over and kisses her on the mouth
and comments "Thank you darling that was wonderful". Gillian's face is
a picture - pleased that she has made her new friend happy and still a
little bit dazed and confused from the days actives. Amanda turns to
me and comments "She's rather good at that isn't she" and I can't help
but kiss her. 

I look down  at Gillian - "You need a shower" I tell her - Amanda
chips in that she wants one two so she might as well sort Gillian out
as well. "You have really taken to my sexy new slave haven't you" I'm
answered with a flirtatious kiss and she whisks Gillian off to the
bathroom. I follow and tell her not to let Gillian come. "I won't -
don't want to spoil it for later do we. What about this collar - she
can't wear that to the restaurant can she?" "No" I reply and I get the
key from the draw. Gillian looks startled  (I made her swallow the key
when I put the collar on her) and I explain to her that I had a spare.
"I'll have to find a more permanent way of putting my mark on you" -
Amanda pipes up that not only does she know a tattooist and piercer
but she is sure he would come and perform a 'personal service'. It
turns out when she was getting the (rather pretty) ring of flowers
tattooed around her ankle she 'accidentally'  had sex with the guy
that did it and he has been trying to get back into her pants ever
since. "mmm" I say pleased that this is clearly worrying Gillian "That
sounds like just the job"

I leave them to their shower taking a moment for myself to sit down
and actually drink a glass of wine (rather than taking a sip and
getting distracted). Its clear from the noises coming from the shower
that Gillian has made Amanda cum again at least once and that Amanda
is keeping Gillian as turned on as possible without letting her cum. I
smile to myself pleased that they are both getting on - I am getting
very fond of Gillian and  I suspect that she will be staying here for
sometime to come.

______________________________________________________

For the second time today Gillian is led by the hand from the bathroom
all fresh and clean. Amanda looks at me and asks "Are we going to
dress her then?" "Yes" I say "and then you are going to do her makeup
if that's ok". 

We put stockings on her - no knickers of course, some very smart high
heels and then the dress - after some judicious application of toupee
tape its fair to say that she looks incredible. Amanda does her makeup
and hair and we stand her in front of the mirror. "Excellent" Amanda
comments - "No one will be able to keep their eyes off you". "Which is
why we are not quite finished.." Gillian looks at me apprehensively
-"Do you know what these are?" I ask her "Nipple clamps?" "Yep" - I
carefully lift the neck of her dress over her head and cut two small
holes in her bra so that her nipples peak out - she grunts with pain
as I apply the clamps - not fastening them too tight - just yet. I put
her dress back in place and we look again - it is very obvious that
she is wearing them. Just as I intended. "And.." I say with a smile
"You had better let me see your bum" Gillian now looks mortified "I
can't go out like this" She says - "Oh but you can darling" Amanda
tells her. I show her a vibrator and say "Cunt or arse" - she thinks
for a moment and says "Arse". I'm surprised and ask her why - she
looks at me and Amanda nervously and says "It won't make me cum up
there but it will keep me very turned on" She turns her eyes to the
floor "Oh and I really liked what you did to me before up there..". Up
her arse it goes on a medium setting so as not to make her cum but to
keep her nicely on the boil and I tape it into place so it won't slide
out. 

We tell her to stand in front of the mirror while we get dressed and
she stands there looking at herself imagining other people looking at
her. Soon we are ready and the three of us stand side by side - three
very sexy women. We don't bother with coats even though its fairly
cold  we are only going in the taxi and the way I am feeling I will
need to come back here pretty quickly and make Gillian and Amanda do
some very nice things to me indeed.

The taxi driver can't keep his eyes off of Gillian nor does he fail to
notice me and Amanda fondling her breasts. Amanda tells Gillian that
the only way to deal with this is to hold her head up high and let it
happen. 

We walk into the restaurant and look around - its very busy and
everyone is very well turned out so we don't stand out quite as much
as I would have liked. Still there are plenty of eyes on us as we walk
to our table. All respect to Gillian as she walks with her head held
high - and her nipples visibly erect and clamped. Of course in an
expensive place like this no comment is made and we are seated and
brought drinks as if everything is perfectly normal. Our waiter comes
over next and he is a breath of fresh air - straight out of the
Kenneth Williams school of campness and as bent as they come. He takes
one look at Gillian and says in a stage whisper clearly audible to
almost everyone near by "Ooooh - Nipple clamps - my boyfriend likes me
wearing them.." Gillian flushes a deep red. However Amanda and I are
delighted - just what we wanted. Soon over much giggling and stage
whispers and campy flirting everyone near by is aware that Gillian is
my slave , that she is deeply embarrassed and best of all that she has
a dildo up her arse. In between being entertained by the lovely waiter
whose name turns out to be Adrian we keep Gillian nicely aroused and
enjoy the discrete and less than discrete looks she is getting. By the
time we pay the bill Gillian doesn't know whether she is coming or
going. The coupe de grace is Adrian stage whispering to her "Enjoy
your orgasm my dear" as we leave. 

Outside we are all very turned on and as Amanda puts her tongue into
Gillian's mouth and blatantly fingers her I flag down a taxi. The
journey is spent resisting leaping on each other - I am sitting next
to Gillian and Amanda is facing us back to the driver - Gillian's hand
is slipped inside my knickers, Amanda's foot is in Gillian's cunt - my
foot  is between Amanda's legs. 

Back at my flat we rush inside - in the lift we strip Gillian - we
tighten her nipple clamps with fumbling fingers until she is gasping
in pain and start kissing and caressing her body. The doors open and
we fall into the flat - Amanda is half carrying Gillian by now as she
is quite out with the state of heightened arousal she is in and the
pain from the clamps. We get her to the living room and start on her
- gently at first kissing her cunt teasing her, tweaking her nipples,
pushing her legs apart and then slowly playing with her clit as Amanda
pulls at her nipple clamps - one in each hand - Gillian is lost in
sensation and as the pain from her nipples increases I bring her
closer and closer to orgasm - Amanda lets go and she tips right over
the edge shaking and flailing,   crying out and almost passing
unconscious, We are too turned on to let her recover and now Amanda is
pulling at my knickers and me at hers - my tongue finds her clitoris
and hers finds mine and in synch we lick waves of pleasure into each
other - I feel a second tongue slipping up my arse and I realise that
Gillian must have recovered and I loose myself in the orgasm.

When I come to my senses Gillian and Amanda are lying either side of
me stroking my face. As I recover Gillian leans forwards and kisses me
softly on the lips. "Thank you" she says.

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