Message-ID: <17904eli$9812090445@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: pami1968@aol.com (Pami1968) Subject: "Pet" Pt.5 by Pami F/m Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <19981208201109.26228.00001715@ng-fd2.aol.com> This contains sexual words, actions, and themes. If you are under 18, go away. If you don't like this sort of thing, go away. If you DO like this, and you aren't breaking any laws, enjoy. Do not repost or steal this and post it on another website. If you want it that badly, ask me for permission. Comments always appreciated!! :) Please email me. PET Part 5 F/m They browsed through the mall, hand in hand, like the hundreds of other couples they passed. Nothing remarkable about these two. The silent looks that passed between them, the giggles at shared jokes, the expressions of contentment on their faces - all just confirmed that it was Christmastime and here was another couple in love. He was so pleased that things were working out. Moments cuddling on the couch, cooking meals for each other. The lazy Sundays of breakfast in bed and arguing over the sections of the newspaper. He had known, deep inside, that she was the one for him. Forever. And he yearned to make it permanent. He had it all planned for New Year's Eve. She had helped him discover new facets of his personality, and he thought it apropos that he open a new chapter to his life...THEIR life...with the New Year. On her part, she was thrilled to have found an intelligent, expressive, sensitive man who still maintained ambitions and goals in life. That he had turned out to have such a deep-rooted latent submissive streak just confirmed it to her. He was the one for her. She couldn't remember ever having a relationship, in ANY context that had been this fulfilling. This was the BEST Christmas ever, she reflected as she smiled at him over a rack of sweaters. They finished up their meal in the food court of the mall, and wandered into the bookstore. It was huge...one of those superstores that carried thousands of books on every topic imaginable. There were racks and rows that ran all different ways, and as he perused a computer book, she was struck with a wicked thought. "Pet?" she started. He glanced up. She only called him that when she was feeling dominant, and he could tell from the glint in her eye that she had something devious in mind. His heart skipped a beat and he answered as he knew she expected. "Yes, Miss?" "Have you noticed how alone we are back here?" she said casually, as she gestured around. He looked and noticed that she was correct. Uh oh, he thought, but replied, "Yes, Miss. I see that." She stepped closer to him. Until her breasts were just grazing his chest. And she looked up into his blue eyes and felt a thrill run through her as she saw the worried look in those crystal clear orbs. She reached her right hand up to his head and wrapped it around his neck and pulled him down and brushed her lips over his. "Pet....I am feeling very...excited right now." Her teeth nipped his lower lip and pulled on it gently. "Can you feel the heat from my body, sweet?" She breathed only loud enough for him to hear. Her left hand stealthily crept between them and she suddenly pressed it over his flaccid cock. He gulped, and turned his head to make sure that no one saw them. Her hand was massaging him slowly, but steadily, and he could feel the blood rushing to it. "Miss....please?" he began. "Please what, pet? Please stop? Is that what you were going to ask me?" she replied in a throaty voice. He trembled for a moment, swallowed deeply, and stepped back. He pulled away from her hand and cleared his throat. "Yes, Miss. That IS what I was going to say. This is not the time or the place for this," he started strongly, but when he saw her soft brown eyes freeze and turn icy, his heart skipped another beat, and not in excitement this time. "What I mean, is... well...I ... I am just.. Well. Umm..." She let him stammer on. She knew that he fully understood her need for dominance at times, and that he had accepted his need for submission as well. Yet she felt that the best dommes kept things interesting. They pushed the envelope. And the subs enjoyed it too. She liked for him to be a little unsure of exactly what would happen next, but dammit, he needed to learn to TRUST her. And if he couldn't, then they were nowhere. She cut him off in midsentence. "Fine. I understand. Take me home. Now." And she turned and started walking away from him. Her clipped tones left no room for misunderstanding. She was royally pissed. He regretted that. But she couldn't really expect him to allow her to get him aroused HERE! In a public store, where anyone could see them. "Ummm...Miss?" he started, and then stopped as she turned, and in a furious tone addressed him... "You will NOT call me that. Ever. Do you understand?" And she spun and continued on her way through the stacks of books. He practically ran after her. "Miss...Miss. Miss!" He reached out and grabbed her elbow to stop her. He didn't even notice the people staring at him as he had pursued her through the store. She stopped short and looked at him. Her eyes had no sparkle to them at all. They were dull and lifeless. Almost like she had been traumatized in some way. And, indeed, she had been. Her pet had failed to trust her with his well-being. He lowered his voice. "Please. Come back over here with me. Let's discuss this. Please. PLEASE." he begged. He couldn't believe that their relationship was going to cease over such a stupid thing. She allowed him to lead her back through the racks to a deserted area of the store. She looked at him. Poor thing, she thought. He really looked panicked. As well he should. Without trust, they had nothing. "What?" she asked with that toneless voice. "Miss. I am so sorry. Please... don't you understand? Its a PUBLIC place! Please...don't humiliate me this way," he spoke quietly and quickly to her. She sighed. And she looked up at him. "Do you trust me so little, pet? Do you really think I would embarrass you? What did you think I was going to do?" He just looked back at her, but felt a ray of hope as she addressed him as her pet. "Trust. That is the cornerstone of every relationship. Especially one of a mistress and her sub. You know that. I KNOW that you know that. Haven't we discussed that before?" she continued. He saw her eyes soften a bit, and he didn't even glance around but immediately knelt before her. "Yes, Miss. I know we did. But...this is all still new to me. And I was afraid." He was confused as she interrupted him. "Yes, that one there, dear. Uh huh...THAT one. Perfect for your sister, don't you think?" He looked behind him and saw another man glancing curiously at them. He picked up the casual thread of conversation and they discussed the merits of the fictitious book for a few minutes until the man left. She laid her hand on his head and ran her fingers through his hair. He looked up at her and she smiled at him. "Now, pet...there was my perfect chance to embarrass you, but I didn't. Now, stand up." He did as she commanded and trembled as her fingers again sought out his manhood through his pants. She traced over the shape of it. He stood, not looking at her, but rather at her hand. And after a few moments, he felt the twitches begin. She whispered to him. "Mmmmm, pet...does this mean that you trust me? Your cock feels like it trusts me. Its getting hard for your mistress. I know that you feel it. Mmmmm... you are making me hungry. I can just imagine what it tastes like. You know how much I like to suck it. Drink you down when you come." He couldn't believe he was allowing her to do this. His pants were bulging now. If anyone came around the corner, it would be obvious that he had a hard on. He looked into her eyes and saw that the brown of them was molten now. She was as excited as he was, he thought, but she wasn't scared to death of being caught, he reflected. Still...if this was what she wanted, he would let her do it. Her voice continued to ramble words of lust to him. "Such a nice hard cock now. It likes the touch of my hand, doesn't it? What would you do if I unzipped you now, pet and dropped to my knees and started sucking you off? Would you protest? Or would you simply stand there and watch? Watch that beautiful prick of yours thrust in and out of my mouth. Feel the heat and the wetness of my mouth sucking you. You trying to be quiet so no one will come back here and find us." She kissed him, using lots of tongue, and whispered, "Unzip your fly, sweet." He knew that he was going to do it. He HAD to. Not only was this a crucial moment in their relationship, but he wanted to feel her touch directly on his throbbing cock. She could get him so hot so quickly. He couldn't believe the risk he was about to take. This was so unlike him. But for her... "Yes, Miss," he answered, taking a quick glance around. As soon as he had unzipped, her hand dove into the opening. They both groaned as her hand encircled him. She shifted his dick so that it was pointing up, and it wasn't hurting him. She didn't take it out of the fly, but just caressed him inside his pants. She slowly jacked him off while she continued her erotic talk. She whispered to him of how hard he felt, and how much she would love feel it inside her wet pussy. "And it is DRIPPING, sweet," she moaned. "Take your finger and touch it, sweet. Under my skirt. That's right. Just run it...ahhhh," she breathed as his index finger ran up the crease of her lips. "Now, pet....taste me...pull that finger away. Lick it," she instructed him. His mouth opened and he thrust his finger inside. God he loved the taste of her juices. Tangy and sharp, yet sweet. He sucked his finger. "Miss. Oh... you taste so good. Please...may I have some more?" Her hand continued its steady torment of his cock. She could feel the precum at the tip and she withdrew her hand and held the finger up to his lips. "Now, taste yourself, pet." Obediently he opened his mouth and sucked her finger in. He had never tasted his own juices before his involvement with her, but it wasn't so bad. He was used to the salty taste now. Kind of like brie, he thought. He pulled on her finger with strength and licked it with his tongue. He wanted to please her...to make her realize that he did indeed trust her. And if this was the fastest way to mend that fence, then he would accede to her wishes gladly. Indeed, he didn't want to imagine his life without his precious Miss. She pulled her finger out of his mouth and zipped his pants up. Her eyes sparkled with mischief. "Perhaps we should leave now, pet. What do you think?" He stared at her, dumbfounded. "Wh...what? Miss?" "Well, I wouldn't want us to get caught or anything. C'mon, sweet, let's go home." She untucked his shirt to cover his erection and she grabbed him by the hand and they exited the store. As they walked back through the mall, still holding hands, she continued to whisper to him of how wet she still was. And how she wanted him to lick her to orgasm. She told him of how she was going to reward him for his obedience by allowing him to fuck her hard and long and even come inside of her tonight. She had only recently allowed him to enter her, and that only after they had both been tested. As she had told him, passion was wonderful, but nothing worth dying over. His cock stayed hard while they walked, and he was grateful that she had untucked his shirt so not TOO many people noticed. He couldn't wait to get on top of her and bury himself inside her slickness and feel the heat of her cunt scorch him. He knew how her walls would grasp him tightly and convulse when she came around him. And he knew that her orgasm would trigger his...and this time she was going to allow him to come inside her. She didn't let him do that often. She frequently had him come on her tits, or in his hand, or ON her pussy. And then he had to lick it up. They walked through the dark parking lot for it seemed like forever to him. She had parked in the middle of a row of cars, but kind of far from the mall, and he wondered how he was going to make it home. She was still talking dirty to him, and he couldn't stand the prolonged excitement. She walked around the car and unlocked the passenger side for him. As he stood next to her, she suddenly grabbed his cock and pushed him up against the side of the car. "Here, pet. Now. I want you to fuck me now." "Wh..WHAT? Here, Miss? In the lot?" "Yes, pet. I want you in me now." And with that, she bent over the hood of the car and pulled her skirt up. She wasn't wearing panties, of course. She never did. And he could see the white flesh between her thighs. Her pussy was bare. She kept it shaved, and he liked that. He liked to bury his face in that cunt and lick and suck until she pulled him away from her by his hair. He glanced around once and figured what the hell. He unzipped and pulled his hard prick out of his fly. He ran it once up and down her wet slit and located her tiny hole. She moaned. And with one thrust, rammed his entire seven inches balls deep into her pussy. They both groaned with the feeling. "Yes, pet. Like that. Fuck me. Fuck me hard. Deep. More.. Faster..." she encouraged him. He held on to her hips and drove back and forth into her tight cunt. Jesus she felt so good. He looked around, and seeing that no one was around, allowed himself to enjoy the feeling. "Aahhhhh...." he moaned. He was going to make her come already, she thought. She had been so hot that she knew it wouldn't take long. After the first twenty or thirty thrusts, she felt herself freeze, crest, and start convulsing. She groaned loudly, and reveled in the feeling of contracting around his thick cock. It felt so damn good, she thought. As soon as he felt her freeze, he knew she was about to come. Her yell reverberated through the parking area and he hoped that security wouldn't investigate. But then he stopped thinking. Her cunt, around his cock, tightened and rippled, and he buried himself inside and just held it. An answering moan came from deep inside him, and he yelled too as he started to spurt deep inside her. They panted and groaned almost in unison as they rode out their climaxes. Finally, he sagged over her back and he felt himself slip out of her. "Mmmmmmm," he murmured in a satiated tone. "Mmmmmm, is right, sweet," she whispered back. "NOW will you trust me?" "Yes, Miss," he answered. "Always, Miss." And he nipped her on the back of her neck. -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----