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Imago: The Seduction of Arlene	By : Salamandaslash Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > General Views: 5646 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Imago: The Seduction of Arlene (part 2)

Usual disclaimers apply:
If you’re shocked by portrayals of kinky lesbian relationships – you best be on your way. There is nothing for you here!

Kinda PWP – certainly NC-17
F/f – with references, of varying levels of explicitness, to numerous secondary F/f and some F/f/f and, F/F/f relationships.

I do not own these characters – even the ones I made up – and I am certainly making nothing from their misuse! I do not mean to imply anything about the sexual preferences of any of the actresses cast.

Etc etc…

So whose wedding night is it anyway?

“I-I…I d-don’t know…n-not sure if I can…” Arlene stammered, her resistance feeble. Her breath was ragged; her lips bruised from Kendra’s kisses. Her dress unbuttoned to her navel; her nipple, dusky pink, stiff where it poked from her bra, ached throbbing in the aftermath of the young black woman’s ungentle handling. The bedroom door was hard against her back.

“I didn’t say I was giving you a choice, Beautiful…I said ‘drop your panties’…it wasn’t a request…”

“B-b-but…”

“Not buts, Beautiful,” Kendra’s voice was sensual but hard, unrelenting; her accented tones lush, seductive, shot through with something steely. ”Drop your panties now!” she ordered and Arlene shook at the certainty; the confidence in Kenda’s voice; the assertive authority of her tone. “You know that you’re getting’ fucked tonight, Beautiful…you wouldn’t be here if you didn’t want it…an’ just like your sister your ass is getting warmed first!”

“B-but…I-I…”

“Look Beautiful – I’m gonna spank that fantastic tail of yours whatever…but if you don’t do as you’re told…well maybe I’ll move your introduction to the whip up some…”

“Wh-whip? O-oh m-my…oh n-no…p-please…”

“Yeah Beautiful. Oh you gonna learn to love the whip later honey I promise you that…and the strap…and the cane…but tonight I wanna start you slow…maybe tie you to the bed before I ride that fine body of yours…after I’ve warmed that fanny for you. Now, Beautiful…panties…right now!” She snapped her fingers for emphasis. Her voice was hard.

Arlene, cowed, eyes wide under Kendra’s dark-eyed gaze, found herself moving obediently to comply. Her skirts reached to mid-thigh. Even nearer to 50 than 40 she was proud of her legs. Her hands shook as she lifted her skirts baring her thighs to hook her thumbs into the waist band of her underwear and tug her panties over her hips and buttocks before letting them slip down her legs to her ankles.

They were ivory cream, satin, lace trimmed; sensible but elegant; expensive.

She felt absurd, like some naughty schoolgirl, standing with them crumpled at her ankles. She hung her head.

Her thighs were wet.

Kendra snapped her fingers again. Arlene looked up and the younger woman nodded, beckoning.

“Now give them to me.” She grated. Her voice was husky, rough where it had been smooth.

Arlene shuddered but she bent to recover her panties stepping out of them to pick them up and handing them to the dark skinned young woman. She hardly knew what she was doing. Her hands shook.

Kendra took them to inspect the damp spot inside them and she smiled, grinning.

“Good,” she said. She sniffed the fragrant, humid fabric, her eyes glinting. “Mmmm…nice...you must be dripping Beautiful…” Arlene shook. “Now…” The young black woman moved closer, laying her hand on Arlene’s neck again to draw her towards the bed where she sat. “I want you over my knee!” Her voice was heavy with authority and iron.

“Wh-what?”

Kendra patted her lap. “Lift up your skirt Beautiful and get yourself down here right now…”

“I-I…errr…” Arlene hesitated.

”I mean now,” Kendra grated harshly, undeniable command in her husky tones.

Slow, reluctant, terrified now, Arlene was unable to deny the force of younger woman’s will. Something sparked deep inside her fear and a sense of acquiescence of submission fueling her inexplicable arousal. She leaned forwards reaching, her legs straight, for the hem of her skirt again. Her hands shook as she drew it up to expose the soft creamy flesh of her upper thighs.

Arlene shuddered under Kendra’s approving stare her keen appraisal. She knew that she was in good shape for her age but she was painfully aware of where a little cellulite marked her thighs despite her best efforts to keep it away through diet and regular exercise. She knew that Donald was put off by it.

She shuddered again at the memory of her husband and his infrequent, perfunctory love-making.

“Good,” purred Kendra. “Nice thighs…now show me it all Beautiful!” Her voice was soft but Arlene knew it for the order it was.

Colour; deep, almost cerise suffused her as Arlene complied with a sob, raising her skirts, bunching them to reveal her russet tufted mons. Her disloyal nether lips pouted unbidden below; hungry; slick with unwanted desire. Standing as she did she was keenly aware that there was nothing to hide her womanhood from the younger woman’s avid gaze.

“Oh you are a real red head…mmmm and such a pretty pussy…” she purred again, licking her lips.

Arlene could feel a swelling throb as her nubbin peaked from its hood.

The black woman’s eyes burned with a dark heat, desire flaring in their depths.

“C’mon now baby…let’s warm up that tail.”

She pulled Arlene forwards by the hand and the older woman was unable to resist. She found herself falling to drape herself languid, supple over the younger woman’s lap.

Cool air breathed over the back of her thighs and her buttocks as Kendra drew up her skirt behind. She closed her eyes against the humiliation, painfully aware of the view her position offered of her bottom and the inflamed, liquid heat of her love mouth.

Kendra’s hand was firm, possessive, confident on her bare bottom, palming the tender flesh.

“Ohhh…” Arlene groaned. Kendra’s hand groped and fondled her, a finger sliding into the groove between her buttocks and she panted.

“Y’know Beautiful, I just can’t believe you haven’t had women queuing up to open your legs…you sure you never gave it up baby?”

“N-no…” Arlene squeezed her eyes closed, shaking with humiliation. “Ho-honestly…I-I n-never…I-I’ve only ever been with Donald…” Her voice was broken tremulous with a swirling of desire and shame.

“Only him, Beautiful? Damn! That’s kinda sweet…makes you so perfect…like a nigriv…ready to corrupted…”

“Uh-huh-ohhhh,” Arlene squirmed panting as Kendra’s hand swept over the expanse of her bottom.

“So really – no-one’s ever tanned this before?” Kendra asked.

“N-n-n-never…”

“Your husband – he never spanked you either?”

“N-no…never! He-e w-wouldn’t!” she protested.

“Does he fuck you?” Kendra’s voice was disbelieving.

Inside Arlene shook mortified.

“W-well…i-it’s been a wh-while s-since we…you know…”

“What’s wrong him? Is he blind? Or queer?”

“No-no…h-he’s j-just…not….interested…” Something seemed to click briefly into focus inside Arlene as she realised the truth of her words.

“Then he’s a dick…fucking crazy…if you were married to me you’d get fucked all the time…over and over…every day and every night…until you’re just one big mass of orgasm. I’d spank you and whip you and make you eat me all the time…and then I’d fuck you again. Oh I’d use you so hard…I’d use this fine white body and keep on using it until you never want me to stop.”

“Huh-uh-uh-ohhhh…” Arlene panted wordlessly in response.

“How long has he been letting you go unused?” Kendra asked. “You’re too beautiful to be unused… man must be a fuck-wit…or queer.”

“H-he’s not…he’s my husband.”

“He is – but he doesn’t deserve you…when was the last time he made you suck his cock?”

“Oh no – no he – he doesn’t do that…I don’t do that!”

“What? Fuck what a waste…well I promise you Beautiful – I’m not going to waste you…I’m going to make you do everything you can possibly dream of – and plenty of things you can’t. Tonight…by the time I’ve finished with you…well – we’ll see…but first…”

As she spoke her roaming hand had searched lower and lower until it dipped down beneath Arlene’s rump.

“Oh-oooooh!” the older woman moaned as skillful fingers played over her sex, parting her lips to glide through the slick-wet flesh between.

Kendra’s other hand rested on Arlene’s back holding her in place as she began to finger her in earnest.

“Ohh-ohhh-ahhhhh” came Arlene’s response. Her legs shook.

“Good girl, Beautiful,” Kendra purred making the older woman feel a sudden surge of pride.

The young black woman’s fingers probed deeper, entering her fully, fucking her.

“Ahhh-ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ahhhh!” Arlene panted and she rocked, pressing backwards into the thrusts, her hips pumping. “Ahh-ohhhh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh y-yes…oh yes! Oh yes! Oh goddess…ohffhhuf…ohff…ohffuh…ohf-fuck…ohhhh-oh-oh-f-fuck! Oh yes! Oh! Oh! Oh hhuufhhckkkk! Ohhhhhhhhh!!!”

With a shudder the older woman groan; a deep guttural moan of release. There was a sudden splash of liquid and she shook, coming quickly and hard, her core tightening fiercely around Kendra’s probing fingers as she writhed over her lap.

“Ohhh…oh m-my g-god…ohh…th-that was…” She was lost for words. She had not lied – it had been a long time since she and Donald had made love and she could not remember when she had ever experienced so swift or powerful an orgasm.

“That was just for starters Beautiful,” Kendra purred, withdrawing her fingers. “Now,” she stroked Arlene’s tautly stretched buttocks. “Now you’re relaxed…”

She continued to fondle the older woman’s quivering rump, her caresses becoming firmer, more insistent.

“You know I still can’t believe this fine white ass has never been spanked before,’ she mused. “Still – that’s perfect for me…you ready Beautiful?”

“Ohhhh…please…nohhh…” Arlene moaned in response.

Kendra grinned.

“Hush now Beautiful…save yourself – you’re gonna have plenty to moan about real soon…”

The red haired woman stifled a sob as the younger woman’s hand raised…to come down with a splaaaaat sound, firmly, heavily across the middle of her bottom.

“Ohhh-hhhuh!” The older woman gasped.

Arlene’s legs kicked and all of her weight rested, through her middle, on Kendra’s powerful thighs. After her recent orgasm the sensation was intense.

The younger woman spanked her again rocking her, driving her middle into her thighs, sending a jolt through Arlene as her bottom flattened and then bounced, stinging heat bloomimg.

“Ohh-nnnuffff!”

“Good girl…” Kendra soothed before raising her hand again to bring it down in a new spank .

“Ah!”

“That’s right Beautiful…good girl…gonna turn this fine white ass red…make it match your hair!”

She raised her hand again bringing it down with a sharp smack on the older woman’s now pinking buttocks .

Arlene moaned beginning to writhe on Kendra’s lap.

“Ah!”

“How’s that feel then Beautiful?” the young black woman asked.

“Ohh-oh,” the red haired dame panted. “I-it h-h-hurts…p-please…”

“Good…it’s meant to hurt Arlene…you’re meant to feel it hurt Beautiful!”

“Ohhh…oh p-p-please…”

“Shhhh…hush now Beautiful…don’t beg…not yet!”

SMAAACKKKK

“Ohhhhhhhh!”

The spanks came faster now, harder, as Kendra settled into a rhythm and as Arlene’s until now un-punished, pale, virginal bottom pinked jiggling, bouncing, it started to burn.

“Ahhhnuhhh! Hahhhrrrgghhuhh! Ohhhnnn-n-nohhhhh!”

Arlene began to sob, crying desperately in suffering submission. Her red hair whipped about, flicking back as her head tossed with every spank .

Kendra did not spank her for long that first time, though to Arlene, with nothing with which to compare it seemed an age. But the younger woman did not want to break the red haired beauty or frighten her off. She knew that Arlene’s inexperience needed to be worked on slowly and she did not know for certain that there would be another opportunity to enjoy dominating the redhead. She was determined not to drive her away.

That is not to say that she treated her conquest gently. By the time Kendra’s hand fell for the last time Arlene’s bottom was ablaze and her green eyes brimmed with distress and humiliation. But the young black woman wanted to ensure that despite her evident pain Arlene experienced sufficient confusion of emotions to be unable to distinguish between lust and anguish, pleasure and pain.

Her hand dipped again between Arlene’s legs to strum on her clitoris. Her sex still flooded, the older woman gurgled, gasping and her hips jerked.

“Ohhhhh-ooooooh…” she sobbed moaning.

“Your pussy’s still dripping Beautiful. Guess you must love getting your ass spanked? Hmmm?”

Arlene could only groan and squirm, panting as Kendra milked her clitoris between thumb and forefinger.

“Ohhh-nnnhhh!” she moaned as the younger woman jacked on her button, rolling and stroking the little organ.

Still upended over Kendra’s lap she was helpless and her hips rolled and thrust in response as she was teased and tormented, her arousal stimulated mercilessly.

“You wanna come again Arlene honey?” Kendra asked easing the pressure on Arlene’s nubbin.

“Unnn-ohhhh,” Arlene moaned in response her hips lifting towards the younger woman’s fingers trying to gain more pressure. “Ohhh…n-n-nohh-ohhh-y-yuh-yess…ohhh…”

“Of course you do Beautiful…but not yet…”

“Ohhhh….” Arlene moaned in dismay. “P-please…”

Kendra smile delighted.

“Don’t worry honey…I’m gonna make you come plenty – real soon…but not yet…get up now Beautiful.”

She assisted the older woman up from her lap until she was standing before her. Arlene’s skirts slipped down to cover her nakedness.

“Get undressed Arlene baby,” Kendra commanded. “Then kneel on the bed…I ain’t finished with that fine white ass yet Beautiful.” Her eyes were hard with a stern, lustful desire.

Arlene trembled. She was helpless, desperate yet terrified; confused, bewildered by everything that was happening to her and yet completely unable to resist the pressure of Kendra’s presence, the authority of her will. It was a heady cocktail of emotions.

Unable to refuse, her head cast down again, she unfastened the last few remaining buttons of her dress with shaking fingers and let it slip from her shoulders to the floor. Her bra was still pulled down and her breasts still poked out. Her nipples were hard, erect, tight. Slowly she reached behind herself to unhook the fastener and let it fall. Naked except for her shoes she finally met Kendra’s gaze.

The younger woman nodded appreciatively.

“Shoes as well honey,” she ordered, standing up, her hands unfastening the broad leather belt at her waist. It slithered from around her.

Arlene kicked off her pumps obeying unquestioningly now as if all will had been drained from her.

“I didn’t come fully prepared tonight…I mean I hoped to get lucky…but I never expected to find a virgin sub like you Beautiful,” Kendra continued “Else I woulda brought a strap for your ass…so I’ll just have to improvise…” she folded the belt in two forming a loop of supple leather. “It’s been a while since I had to use my belt…”

Arlene panted, shaking. “N-n-nn…” she moaned softly but the word wouldn’t come.

“On the bed Arlene,” Kendra pointed. “On your hands and knees…face down.”

Arlene moved slowly as if she were wading through fugue. Clambering onto the bed she looked sideways, hesitant, at her young conqueror.

“L-like this?” she asked with soft hesitation.

“Yes Beautiful…lean forwards…arch your back…push out your ass…” She reached forwards to stroke the still burning heat of the older woman’s recent hand spanking making her whimper, her hips swaying. “Easy Beautiful…I won’t strap you hard tonight…not this time…”

Arlene whimpered.

Kendra’s belt landed on Arlene’s bottom with a loose slap, stinging.

“Haaahhhnnn!” she gasped out in shock.

“Easy Beautiful,” the black woman said smoothly, softly before raising the belt again to flick it across the older woman’s rump.

“Ogggghhhhhhahhhh!” Arlene cried. Her hips jerked and her head came up.

“Head down Beautiful,” Kendra said firmly, her hand pressing gently between the older woman’s shoulder blades forcing her down before she struck her again.

“Ahhhhhmmmmppphhh!”

Joyce’s cry was muffled by the bed.

“Good girl,” Kendra soothed, rubbing Arlene’s cheeks. “Mmmm…hot!” she purred. “How’s it feel Beautiful? How’s your beautiful white ass feel now?”

“H-h-hurts,” Arlene sobbed. “S-so sore…ohhhh…”

“That’s good Beautiful…that’s it…let yourself feel it babe…oh your ass is beautiful…not so white now though…more red now and hot…”

“Ahhhhhowwwwwuggghhhh!” Arlene moaned as the belt stroked fire around her bottom again.

“That’s right Arlene…that’s how you’re going to feel when you’re with me…like you’ll take anything for me.”

She struck her again.

Arlene cried sobbing.

“Do you understand Beautiful?”

“Ohhh…ahh-ohh-oy y-yes Kendra…AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”

The belt snapped down again, a blaze of hurt across her flanks.

“Good girl,” Kendra repeated herself. She reached below Arlene with her free hand, sliding her fingers up through the molten flesh of the older woman’s sex to pinch her clit again. “You’re going to learn to love it…the strap…”

slap

“Ahhhyyyyyyyyooooooohhhhhhhh!”

“…the whip…”

slap

“Oooooooooohhhhhhhnnnnn!”

“…I promised I’d whip you…”

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“Aggggggguuuuhhhhhh!”

“…and I will…”

slap

“Haaaahhhhhhhhnnnnnnnnn!”

“…but for now…”

slap

“Ayyyyyyyaaaaaaahhhhnnnnnuhhhhh!”

“For now that will do…”

Kendra cast her belt aside. Her fingers still moving gently between her conquest’s thighs she palmed her buttocks tenderly with her other hand.

Arlene sobbed, tears dampening the bed.

“But for now I need to fuck you Beautiful.” The young black woman husked, her own arousal aflame.

Arlene was lost inside herself, drowning in a weltering flood of emotions and sensation. She seemed to drift in and out of herself. She was aware of the presence of the younger woman nearbybut she floated in a sort of haze, a dizzying fugue that left her present but not there; a sort of half dream-state.

It was as if she had no control of herself. The sound of Kendra’s words shivered seductively through her, stirring her depths.

Her eyes glazed she looked up and her body quaked, her core spasming in desire.

Kendra stood above her naked now. She seemed utterly glorious, powerful her smooth dark skin shining and beneath it her muscles toned from the gym. Her breasts were full but firm, rising and falling with her breathing, capped with large nipples, dark reddish brown like berries; erect and plump. Her waist was narrow above broad hips and her belly was flat, muscled with wash-board abs. Below, a neat, trimmed patch of dark, tangled curls adorned her groin. Her thighs and buttocks were magnificent to Arlene, powerful; her ass wide and round and her thighs athletic and sturdy, strong and muscular. The older woman thought she had never seen anything so sexually potent.

Arlene groaned with a surge of undeniable lust at the sight.

Kendra grinned.

“Oh you like what you see then don’t you Beautiful? And you tellin’ me you ain’t gay…” She laughed and Arlene blushed. But she could not deny the truth of Kendra’s words. “I knew you were a lezzie slut the moment I laid eyes on you Beautiful…everything about you screamed ‘dyke!’ to me…you just needed to be made to accept it…a little force to convince you…to break you in…”

Arlene seemed to gurgle at the words, still unable to speak, her eyes locked on Kendra drinking in the intoxicating sight of her nakedness.

As she watched Kendra reached to pull something out of her purse. It had straps which the young woman proceeded to fasten around her waist and thighs. A strap ran up between Kendra’s buttocks, connecting thigh straps to waist strap, seeming to frame her powerful glutes.

And then as she turned, the red haired woman gasped coming out of her fugue a little. Fixed to the front of the harness a large phallic shaped object jutted upwards. It was ebon and it seemed to glisten as if wet. It had a large fat mushroom cap head and below on the shaft it was ridged and ribbed. Arlene’s mouth fell open.

Kendra grinned delightedly at the reaction. “I said I hoped to get lucky didn’t I? Always travel ready – you never know when you’re gonna meet a hot little slut…and weddings…” she said with a smile, reaching for Arlene. Grasping her ankle she pulled up, twisting so that the older woman had no choice but to roll over onto her back. Kendra wasn’t gentle pulling Arlene roughly into position; yanking her ankle upwards, opening her legs and forcing her backwards. Sprawling, the older woman moaned, whimpering as Kendra reached for the other ankle pulling up to stretch Arlene’s legs wide open.

“Mmmm…such a pretty pussy,” Kendra purred looking down at the older woman, her eyes raking down her body from her flushed facer to her heaving slender breasts and down further to the pink split of her pussy that pouted, lips, her coral folds enflamed and glistening, open for her. “I knew your legs were made to be opened Beautiful…spread wide like a whore…mmmm…and your pussy is so wet and ready to be fucked…damn your husband must be such a fucking ass-hole!”

Arlene moaned; little mewling noises in her throat.

“You need to be fucked don’t you Beautiful?” the dominant young woman moved forwards in between the red haired dame’s legs.

The older woman could hardly speak. Something inside her a voice wanted to shout out ‘no!’ ‘stop!’ ‘let me go!’. But she couldn’t say the words aloud. Noise rushed in her ears and her head spun and her body wanted. Her liquid sex told the tale of what she really wanted.

Lifting one ankle up onto her shoulder with her right hand Kendra let the other leg fall down onto her arm as she leaned forward to kneel on the bed. With her right hand she grasped the 8 inch erection at her groin while her left hand reached to spread Arlene’s folds, opening her.

Arlene gasped as Kendra brought the dildo’s head forward to nudge the mouth of her sex.

“Mmmmnnnuhhhh,” she moaned.

“Oh you need to be fucked hard, Beautiful don’t you…ridden like the slut you know you are…forced to cum again and again…”

Arlene looked up – her eyes still glazed; her body awash with endorphins.

Her lips kissed the dildo’s fat head, moistening it, enfolding it sucking on it. Kendra pushed forward guiding it a little lower.

“Ahhhhh!” Arlene moaned as its fat head pressed against the resistance of her entrance, straining her. Her eyes widened. “Ohhhhhh…oh s-so b-bi-ig…ohhhhhh!”

Kendra’s powerful hips and things drove forwards bursting past the inadequate resistance of her womanhood .

“Ohhhhh…ohhhh hhufhhhck!” she cried as the dildo plunged into her; Kendra driving forwards hard; thrusting all the way in, in one huge powerful thrust, until her belly pressed on Arlene’s and her weight pressed down on the older woman’s upturned thighs.

“Ugnnnnnnnhhhhh…unnnuhhhh…uhhhnnn…uhhh!”

“Oh you like that don’t you Beautiful…full of cock…deep in your fuck-mouth…is my cock bigger than your husband’s?”

Arlene could hardly hear past the pounding in her ears, her pulse beating a rhythm in her head and around the impaling shaft.

“Y-y-yuhhhhhh…yes…m-much b-bigguhhhh-uhh…uhhh-uhhh-uhhh-ahhhmmmnnnuhhh!!!” she moaned unable to talk as Kendra began to fuck her, easing back to thrust in again…and again…and again; pounding her, pumping her full of the huge cock.

“Oh yeah baby,” Kendra crooned. “That’s right Beautiful…you take it baby…take it all…all of it…that’s it…yeah…swallow it honey…oh yeah…that’s right…swallow all of it…take my cock…”

She thrust harder and harder, powerful buttocks and thighs working to drive the dildo into the older woman in deep, plunging strokes; slapping herself against Arlene’s upturned thighs. Leaning over the red head, her breasts brushing the older woman’s as they rocked with her thrusting she looked down on her conquest’s wracked features with delight.

“Unnnnnhhhhuhhh….ufffhhhh-uhhh-uhhh-uhhhhh…” Arlene gasped, moaning.

“Oh that’s it Beautiful…oh you’re loving that ain’t ya baby? Mmmm? All that cock in you? Filling your cunt? Hmmm?”

“Ohhhhffff…ohhhhh…s-s-sohhh..so b-big…so full…ohhhhh…ohh f-f-f-hhufhck…ohhh hhuufhhhhhckkkk!”

“Oh yeahhh…that’s it…good girl…look at you honey…taking it all…like a whore…a beautiful whore…you’re so beautiful Arlene…you fuck so well…such a beautiful fuck…such a hot slut…lovin’ getting’ her hot, sticky pussy pounded hard…”

Arlene was lost, out of control. Her whole body was awash with waves of scalding pleasure that radiated from the repeated, rippling, rhythmic plunging of the shaft inside her core; sweeping through her to drive her from her senses.

Kendra was above her, the younger woman’s body pressing closely to hers as she held her open lifting and spreading her legs pinning her, drilling her into the bed. The feeling of femininity so intimately close was different, alien to her but she felt overwhelmed by it.

“Ohhhhhmmmmmmmffffhhhh!” She groaned as Kendra kissed her, her tongue plunging into her mouth.

“G-guhhhmmmmmpppphhhh…” she moaned into the black woman’s kiss with each thrust she took. “Gughhh-ahhh-ahhh-ahhh-unnnnhhh-uhhh-huhh-hufff-ffff-fhhufhnnnnhhh-ahhh-ahhh-ahhh-unnnhhhohh-ohhh-ohhh-ahhhh-ahhh-ohhh-ohhhh-oooofhhh-uhhh-ahhh-ohhhhh-ahhhhhhh…”

Arlene cried, moaning and sobbing, each thrust of the dildo driving a gasping, shuddering groan from her as powerful thighs slapped against the aching tenderness of her buttocks.

Something in that reminder of the pain of her earlier punishments seemed to merge with the sensation of being fucked. Her body quaked around the strap-on as Kendra, good as her word rode her hard, driving her inexorably, forcefully to a shattering climax; an orgasm so deep and profound that it left her broken, wracked as she came undone and she went into spasm; her back rigid; her legs kicking; her toes curling.

Her core clenched, clasping, milking the phallus inside her as the younger woman continued to plough her mercilessly. She cried out a wordless howl of ecstasy and surrender.

As she crested she almost wept. It was the most intense, extreme orgasm she had ever experience. It transported her, lifting her to the highest emotional and physical peak she had ever known before she crashed down with a cry.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!”

When she came back to herself Kendra was still above her and inside her, her hips moving slowly now gently stirring her sex with the dildo. Still pinned she could not move and she groaned softly looking up into the dark oval pools that were her new lover’s eyes. She felt her heart lurch.

Her body ached in ways she had never imagined and yet somehow she felt satisfied by that hurting, gratified by the way Kendra had forced her submission; her embarrassing, painful seduction. It was strange and confusing to her but thrilling; deeply moving.

“Good girl, Beautiful,” the younger woman said huskily above her.

Arlene smiled shyly at the black woman’s praise and Kendra claimed her mouth again, her tongue demanding and dominant but more gentle now in her mouth pressing against hers to quell it. Her breasts were crushed by her lover’s. Her soft belly seemed to ripple and flutter against the black woman’s taut abs as she continued to thrust into her gently while their tongues twined.

She came again, more quietly this time; a mild quaking aftershock of pleasure that made her breath catch as she tightened, moaning softly into her lover’s mouth.

After a little while Kendra moved, withdrawing.

Arlene’s sex clung to the dildo’s shaft, releasing it unwillingly as it slid from her with a soft pop.

“Ohhhhh…” she groaned at the loss.

Kendra smiled.

“Like that don’t you Beautiful? Better than your old man’s little thing?”

Arlene gave a small, unwilling nod of assent.

“Y-yes,” she said with a renewed blush, hardly visible against her sex-warmed skin. “D-definitely.”

Kendra gave a smile and kissed her gently.

“Oh so pretty…so innocent but so mature…oh but you so need to be corrupted…and made to forget your silly, sad little vanilla existence.”

Kendra kissed her again, her hands gentle on her breasts, stroking her belly. “You liked being spanked like a slut didn’t you Beautiful? And then fucked hard?”

Arlene gurgled a little moaning and squirming. Her clit pulsed again.

She gave another nod replying softly, shyly. “Y-yes Kendra,” she said.

Kendra smiled.

“Come on then Beautiful,” she said sitting up to clamber onto her knees and reached a hand beneath Arlene’s head to draw her upwards until she was sitting. At the same time she took the dildo at her groin in her other fist. “Open your mouth now Beautiful …you’re going to learn to suck cock…” The phallus glistened, wet, dripping with the viscous flood of Arlene’s ecstasy and she pushed it towards the older woman’s mouth.

“Come here slut – you’re gonna suck it all clean.”

Arlene quailed, shuddering but Kendra’s hand held the back of her head and she felt her sex tremble unmistakably at the younger woman’s control as she forced her mouth towards the cock. Again, despite her recent climax, her body responded to coercion with arousal.

Her lips brushed the bulging head, and despite the urge she found she could not turn away. She could smell her love juices on the head and shaft; feel their slickness on her lips.

“That’s it Beautiful – give it a nice kiss. You’ll be doin’ this plenty – if I get any say – this and so many other things…now open up baby…give it a lick…taste your pussy on it before you suck it clean.”

“N-nnnn…” Arlene tried to refuse but she was helpless to resist, she found herself opening her mouth to slurp her tongue over the dildo’s head.

Hesitantly she ran her tongue over and around the cock-head. Her juices coated the cock; slick and gooey from the pooling flood into which it had been repeatedly plunged. They were sharp and bitter but rich; slick and greasy; perfumed, musky. Her first taste of pussy was her own. As she lapped at the phallus the aromatic flavour filled her senses and the pressure of Kendra’s hand behind her head held her so she could not withdraw. She felt a sort of shudder of revulsion and yet in that coercion she felt something confusingly arousing that made her heart race.

“That’s it Beautiful…now open up…” Kendra pulled forward on Arlene’s head. “Suck it clean…”

Arlene had no choice as the pressure behind her head grew. The dildo’s head ran up her tongue and past her lips and teeth.

“Mm-mm-mmmfhh…” she mumbled as the dildo filled her mouth, forcing open her jaws.

Her head swam as the flavour of her sex, her orgasm filled her mouth now. Unbidden, almost instinctively, she sucked her cheeks hollowing as she swallowed the thin coating of her own juices.

“Mmmm-mmm-mmmfhhhmmm…”

“Oh yes! Good slut, Beautiful…you lovin’ the taste of your pussy yeah? Your cunt juices? All over that cock? Good girl…you suck ‘em all off Beautiful. Clean my cock baby.”

Kendra moved her hips forward sliding the dildo in deeper, fucking Arlene’s face.

“Mmmnnnn-mmmpfhhh!” Arlene mumbled around the mouthful of phallus, her eyes looking upwards at her lover as she sucked obediently, savouring her own cream.

A confusing swirl of emotions assaulted her. She felt as if the ground on which she stood had tilted. Part of her remained still felt that sense of distaste while another part of her revelled in the obscene depravity of it, thrilling in the humiliation.

Her mouth milked the dildo, her lips tight around its shaft and her core ached with renewed desire.

“Good girl, Beautiful. Like that! Suck it…can you swallow it baby?” Kendra pulled a little tighter on Arlene’s head pushing deeper until the red head gagged, the dildo’s head nudging the back of her throat.

Her eyes widened. “Ggggglllnnnuhhhggghhh!” she gurgled in protest, struggling. As tears of distress began to form and she tried vainly to free herself from Kendra’s grasp.

“Easy baby,” Kendra soothed, releasing the pressure a little. “Relax…you can do it…just swallow it baby…relax and swallow.” She pressed forward again.

“Nnnnn-nnn-ugggghhhh!” Arlene gagged, her eyes pleading.

“Swallow it Beautiful…you can do it.” Kendra chivvied her voice gentler than her words perhaps. Again she eased back before pressing in once more.

“Ughhhhhnnnnumpppfhhhhggggg!” Arlene gulped strive to swallow, to suppress her gag reflex, and the huge cock head forced its way into her throat. Drool streamed from her lips and nose.

“You should’ve been taught to do this long time ago Beautiful…never trust a man to do a woman’s job…” Kendra eased back a little before pressing in again,

“Ulllllgggggguhhhhnnngghh-ughhh-uhhh-uhhh-unnnngghhh,” was Arlene’s only response as her throat strained to take the dildo’s head once more.

“Oh you are amazing Arlene…you’re made for it…such a slut inside that hot body just waitin’ to get out…that’s it keep right on suckin’!”

She pushed the dildo in again making Arlene deep-throat it once more.

“I can’t believe how much of an asshole your old man must be…wasting you…oh yeah baby that’s right suck it now!”

“Unnnnnnnnngghhhmmmmfffff!” Arlene gurgled in response and the black woman grinned, delighted and then, moments later she eased back, withdrawing leaving Arlene retching and gagging, her lips bruised, her jaw aching. She fell back onto the bed as the she released her.

Kendra looked down at her. “Oh yeah, Beautiful…” she almost growled. “You are so hot…mmmmm… you look so sexy like that…dirty, nasty…like a whore…like you’re just made to be fucked hard…”

Arlene’s eyes glazed and she writhed on the bed her body still awash with hormones; each depravity plunging her deeper into her erotic trance. Kendra leaned over to kiss her again, mouth passionate, hot, demanding; her tongue potent. The dildo pressed against Arlene’s thigh. She shuddered against the younger woman at the recent memory of its hard rigidity.

She felt, perhaps for the first time in her life, utterly sexual; as if she had become detached from herself and all the constraints of her existence up to then. Ironically enough it felt like a sort of freedom; as if being forced to submit by the dominant younger woman had liberated her own desires. Something in Kendra’s words resonated in her. She felt like a slut and it thrilled her; and she wanted to be treated like one. She wanted to be fucked, used repeatedly, forced to do things so depraved, so obscenely dirty that she had never before dreamed of them.

She moaned into Kendra’s kiss, surrendering to the questing tongue; wrapping her arms around the younger woman to cling to her, opening her thighs to offer herself.

“Mmmm…nice…” Kendra breathed into her mouth, trailing a hand down her body to her core. Her fingers dabbling in the liquid divide, probing and teasing.

As Arlene gasped and groaned pressing upwards with her hips Kendra smirked. “Nah not yet Beautiful,” she said. “Not again just yet…you had yours honey…time I got mine.” She eased her weight up off of Arlene’s body. The red head pouted with a slight frown of disappointment and confusion.

She watched as Kendra shucked off the dildo and harness, loosening it to slip out of it and cast it aside.

Wholly naked now she turned back to the older woman and placing a knee on the bed she clambered up to straddle her belly.

Again Arlene was left breathless at the sight of the black woman’s magnificent body above her. Her hands shook a little as she reached to stroke Kendra’s thighs, her belly and firm, full breasts.

“See something you like?”

Arlene nodded. “Y-yes…y-you’re so beautiful Kendra…I-I never f-felt…” she tailed off. Her core twitched.

“You want me don’t you Beautiful?”

Again Arlene nodded in assent, her womanhood aching, her heart pounding.

“Y-yes,” she breathed. “S-so much…”

“Mmmmm…oh so gay…” Kendra’s grin re-appeared on her lips and her eyes sparkled. She hitched a leg moving a little upwards along the older woman’s lean body.

“Need to put that mouth to use…” she husked, looking down on the older woman. “You ready to eat pussy babe?”

Staring up at her new lover Arlene gurgled, uncertain.

“I-I d-don’t think I know….how…” she said softly, but there was no reluctance now in her voice, only a reticent nervousness.

“You’ll learn, Beautiful…you know what works for you when you touch yourself don’t you?”

Arlene frowned. It had been a while since she had masturbated. Her sexual appetite had waned as her sex life with Donald’s had become ever less satisfying.

“I s-suppose so,” she answered softly. “I-it’s b-been a while…” she admitted.

Kendra raised an eyebrow shaking her head slowly.

“You really are being wasted Beautiful,” she said. “Your old man may be a lifeless dick but you shouldn’t be! You’re too fine for that…a whore like you needs to come regularly …when did you last play with yourself?”

Arlene blushed. Shaking her head she said “I-I d-don’t know.”

“Shame…I’m going to watch you make yourself come later.”

“Ohh…” Arlene blushed. “I-I-I…” she stammered uncertain what to say; squirming under Kendra’s gimlet eyed stare. “O-oh-o-ok,” she finished weekly.”

The younger woman nodded, content.

“Good! But for now,” she continued “Can you remember what you like when you masturbate?”

Arlene nodded in reply. “I-I think so.”

“Well…do that to me…with your tongue…I’ll let you know if it doesn’t work…” Kendra smiled with a wink and the older woman nodded again.

“O-ok,” she said uncertainly.

Kendra lowered herself to roll her hips, grinding her sex on Arlene’s belly. She purred in pleasure as she did so, she moved up the older woman’s body so her sex traced a slick, wet trail on Arlene’s flesh.

She moved upwards to Arlene’s breasts with their cherry pink caps.

The older woman gasped as Kendra’s core kissed her nipple wetly, enfolding it in the slick heat of liquid flesh; the black girl answering with a sigh of her own, rocking her hips gently to slide the now moistened bud along the length of her sex.

As the nipple met her clitoris the younger woman shuddered with a gasp, a hiss of pure pleasure.

“Kchhuf,” she moaned. “I want to do Everything to you Beautiful…I want to corrupt you…every part of you – mind and body! I want to make you give me everything…make you my slut…use you like a whore!” Her hips rocked and she dripped, oozing, onto Arlene’s breast.

The red haired woman could only shudder, shaking; groaning beneath her in response to Kendra’s undisguised lust.

The air-conditioned air was cool on her moistened nipple when Kendra moved, lifting off of her.

She moved so that her thighs surrounded the older woman’s red crowned head and Arlene felt as if she was shrouded, enclosed; her head locked between her young lover’s strong, dusky thighs. Above her the unfamiliar/familiar split of Kendra’s womanhood filled her vision, dominating her senses; the dark pouting lips of her divided flesh, and between them, inside, deep and slick, oozing, lush deep pink flesh; contoured and folding; fragrant and wet. The fat, proud nub of her crux was like a jewel demanding her lustful gaze. And her aroma, the heady musk of woman, was like the sweetest perfume. It drifted over her, through her, infecting her with lust.

Kendra’s hips rolled slightly, swaying her inflamed sex above her – wafting the scent of her desire, the intense, feminine perfume, over her. Arlene’s nostrils flared in reaction and she inhaled deeply. She slid further into total submission.

And then, without warning, Kendra lowered herself onto Arlene.

It was the most extraordinary kiss Arlene had ever experienced; intimate and utterly erotic. And overwhelming – signifying a final subjugation as her mouth was sealed, clamped shut, silenced by humid, fragrant feminine flesh. It was as if she had become nothing more than a thing for her companion’s pleasure; a plaything; living, breathing but a sex toy; as if she had been reshaped for the single purpose of sexual servitude.

She lay entirely quiescent, conquered and subservient; still – except for her jaw as her tongue slithered of its own volition between the younger woman’s folds. The flood of Kendra’s desire filled Arlene’s mouth with a luscious nectar and the older woman searched deeper, probing, lapping thirstily at the well of the dominant young woman’s pleasure, the centre of her being. Intense, sharp, potent ichors flowed over her tongue like an intoxicant flooding her mouth, making her head spin.

“Ahhh-ohhh-yeahhhhssss!” Kendra groaned above her the sound coming muffled to Arlene past the fleshy pillows that enclosed her. “Ohh kchhuf…y-yes…like that slut…lick it…lick me…oh hhufhck y-you’re a natural @#$%& licker…ahhh…”

Arlene began to lap hungrily, searching the deep fleshy grotto, exploring its moist depth, learning its shape and texture, relishing its distinctively feminine flavour; and Kendra tensed, twitching above her.

“Ohhh…I can’t believe you never had a woman sit on your face before...ohhh…can’t believe your mouth has never been used before…ohhh hhufhhckkkk…you should have been some woman’s fuck toy before now…ohh yeahhhh…mmmm-hhufhck…your mouth was made for pussy…ohhhhhhhh…I’m gonna sit on your face all the time Beautiful. Oh gohh-ohhd yeahsss!” She hissed a sudden gasp of pure pleasure as her hips jerked. “Ohhhright there – on my clit….oh you’re gonna make me come! Oohh suck me – suck my clit…ohhh – like that! Just there – good girl! Suck it…make me come slut…ohhh…ohhhh-yeahhhhhhhh!!!”

Kendra stiffened above Arlene, arching, her thighs clamping on her to hold her tightly in place as the dominant young woman came, grinding on her tiring tongue, before falling forwards onto her hands, her pussy remaining glued to Arlene’s mouth.

The older woman’s mouth was awash with the other’s flavour. It was as if she was being immersed in Kendra’s sexuality.

A little later Kendra shifted, moving off of her place on Arlene’s face, swinging a leg over and sliding down to lay on the bed. She pulled Arlene up against her wrapping her in her arms; holding her close.

“C’mere,” the black woman purred, brushing her lips against Arlene’s.

Kendra’s embrace was intimate and, unexpectedly, loving; making Arlene’s heart beat with emotion; but it was also, somehow still, an expression of dominance, of control, ownership, as the young black woman drew the red maned head onto her shoulder, one hand sliding down to cup and hold her still tender bottom as the other held her head close.

Arlene shuddered. Kendra’s flavour was still strong in her mouth and now held close she seemed to be completely filled and at the same time encompassed by her lover’s potent presence. On those few occasions Donald could be stirred to make love to her it was always done so quickly and in the aftermath he crashed into sleep, snoring. He never held her.

She felt wrapped, enclosed, dominated; but it made her feel safe and valued in a way she could not remember. She let Kendra’s tongue dance on hers and she moaned softly.

“I still can’t believe how your husband wastes you…” Kendra said softly a few minutes later, almost like an afterthought. Arlene’s heart still pounded in her chest. “If you were mine I’d…you’d be naked all the time… naked and ready for me… the only time you’d be dressed would be for me to strip you…tear your clothes off…rip your pretty underwear to pieces and throw you on your back…or force you onto your knees so I can fuck you hard from behind… oh I’d do so many things to you; so many bad things, Beautiful… things you can’t imagine…”

“Like what?” the older woman asked softly. Her lashes fluttered as she looked upwards into the dark depths of her lover’s eyes. “Tell me.”

Arlene’s grin returned.

“Oh like…spank you…”

“Ohh…oh-ok…”

“…whip you…”

“Ohhh…g-god…whip…” Arlene moaned, gurgling.

“…and…fist you …”

“F-fist me?”

Kendra nodded.

“Yeah get my whole arm up inside your cunt…stretch you until you cry…”

The older woman’s eyes widened. “Ohhh…oh…m-my…th-that s-sounds…s-scary…”

“…and then I’d fuck you in the ass…”

“Ohhhhh…oh g-gosh…!”

“Or maybe I’ll tie you up, gag you and leave you with a vibrator on your clit so you come over and over again…just leave you twitching and shaking…”

Arlene made a gulping sound in her throat.

“…maybe I’d piss on you…make you drink my pee …”

Arlene shook, quailing, her eyes straining as Kendra continued.

“Or I might dress you up like a school-girl and take you out…spank you in public…let everyone see what a slutty little girl you are…or like a whore and fuck you in a back-alley somewhere…with the local hookers and their johns watching on while you come…”

“Ohhhhhhh…”

“And I’d make you strip at a dyke club…let the all the sisters see this fine white whore’s body I’m fucking…or maybe share you with my girlfriends…oh they’d like you…see if you can eat pussy with a strap-on cock in your cunt and another one in your ass…”

“Oh my…oh my…oh my…” Arlene breathed, panting; squirming.

“Oh yeah,” Kendra responded. “I’d use you so badly…treat you like a slut…make you my whore!”

“Ohhhh…oh f-fuck…oh my…” Arlene gulped. “Mmmmmm…oooh…a-and I-I th-think…I think I’d l-like you to f-force me to,” she said softly, replying with a strained, anxious smile.

Kendra squeezed her tightly. “That’s my girl, Beautiful…I’m going to love exploring all the ways I can use and abuse your slutty white, whore’s body…”

Her hand slid down from Arlene’s face to her crotch.

“Now open your legs, Beautiful,” she ordered and Arlene obeyed instantly, spreading herself. “Good girl,” the younger woman approved and she smacked her inner thighs.

“Ahh-ohh-ohhhh-hahhh-ohhhhh!” Arlene half gasped, half moaned

Kendra smiled dipping her fingers into the aching flesh of Arlene’s pussy, searching. She flicked her clitoris before dipping lower to seek her inner passage.

“Oooooooh!” Arlene groaned.

“I want you to play with yourself now, Beautiful. Hold your fuck-hole open and Jill your clit while I strap-on again. I want you to show me how you please yourself…but don’t come…not before I fuck you…ok?”

“Ohhh!” Arlene moaned, nodding as she moved to comply. “L-like this?” she asked, parting her folds with one hand, the other teasing her prominent little bud. Her hips rolled as she did so waves of pleasure shuddered through her. Vaguely she wondered why it had been so long since she had masturbated.

Kendra nodded. “Yes baby…just like that…but don’t come…understood? You come…I’ll strap you again – I’ll strap your pussy! Ok, Beautiful?”

Arlene nodded. “N-no…I-I…uhhmmm….unhhh…I w-won’t…unnnnhhh-ohhhh!” Her body quaked, her womanhood rippling as the threat sent a shivering spike of fear sliding through her. She realised that there was a strong possibility of failing and the threatened reprisal only seemed to stir her arousal further.

Watching as the dark skinned beauty who had seduced her so unexpectedly and so completely stepped once again into the harness so the dildo stood proud at her groin, she rubbed languidly at her clit sending shocks of pleasure through herself. Once again Arlene thought Kendra looked quite magnificent. Her core spasmed; a pre-cursor of orgasm.

“Mmmm-mmmm-ohhh,” she moaned still fingering her nubbin. “Nnnn-uhhh…ohhh…p-please Kendra…”

“Shhhh…” the dark skinned girl soothed as she leaned over her. “It’s ok…I’m here now.”

She guided the dildo’s head to Arlene’s entrance.

“Ahhhhhhhhhh!” Arlene gasped, crying as Kendra sank the phallus into her once more, in one deep, powerful thrust, plunging its entire length into her shuddering core. Her back arched to meet the thrust and she shook, her body tightening to clasp the shaft, flesh walls constricting. “Ohhhh…yeahhhhssss…ohh…Kendrahhhhhh!”

Her lover reached up to seize both her hands and pin them helpless above her head as she began to fuck her hard, pumping the dildo into her with long powerful thrusts; her buttocks and thighs bunching and straining as the older woman arched up in response beneath her, answering her lover’s strokes with desire; surrendering to her.

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Imago: The Seduction of Arlene