VERONICA'S
SLAVE |
By
Cactus Juggler © 1996 |
I went to the same college as Veronica,
and she was just about my best friend. It all began
when I was visiting her apartment one day and put
the wrong tape into the VCR while she was out getting
her laundry from downstairs.
I was startled as the tape began, and
Veronica appeared nearly naked on the screen, wrestling
with another woman! They were both wearing only
panties and a bra. The other woman, about my size,
was much smaller than Veronica. What was this? I
fast forwarded a little and watched as Veronica
gradually got the better of the smaller woman, trapping
her in a headlock. I was even more startled when
she forced the woman down onto the floor and sat
on her face! I hit play and watched as she rubbed
her crotch into the other woman's face! There was
something about the look on her face as she sat
there smothering the other woman that made got me
a little bit excited as I watched.
"Oops. I guess you found one of my
movies, huh?" Veronica said from behind me.
I was busted! ONE of her movies?
"Uhh, I'm sorry Veronica, I accidentally
put in the wrong tape. What is this?" I asked
her.
On the screen she continued to ride the
face of her fallen counterpart. She stepped to the
television and turned down the volume, silencing
her moans of pleasure.
"Lena, did you ever wonder how I
could afford this apartment and my car without a
job?" She asked me.
She did have a nicer apartment than I
did, and a nicer car. I had always thought she worked
though.
"I've been making these movies for
a year now. It's easy work, and it pays great. Some
of the tapes are just wrestling and some are like
this one, a facesitting tape. There are sickos who
can't buy enough of this stuff, they pay fifty bucks
for a half hour tape shot in someone's basement."
She explained.
On the screen I saw her climb off the
smaller woman who didn't move. I watched the movie
as Veronica turned around and sat her round ass
in the woman's face! The camera zoomed in and it
seemed like Veronica's big ass covered the woman's
whole face.
"Veronica! How could you do something
like this? Aren't you afraid someone whose seen
the movies will run into you one day?"
"Who's going to admit being the kind
of pervert it takes to buy these tapes? No, I don't
worry about that at all." She responded, and
it made sense.
"You know, I even thought about asking
you to make a tape or two with me. I would have
if you weren't so uptight about sex." She laughed.
"Me? You think I'd let you sit on
my face like that?" I asked her, motioning
at the screen.
"No, no. I meant just erotic wrestling."
She said, turning off the video.
"I can't believe you do this."
I said, looking once more at the screen where she
still sat on the other woman's face.
"Why don't you make a tape with me?
I know you could use the money." She asked
me.
I just couldn't help thinking about the
way she looked, grinding her crotch in that woman's
face.
"No, Veronica. I don't think I could
do it." I told her.
"All I'm talking about is wrestling
me in a bra and panties for half an hour. For a
half hour of work we both make a thousand dollars."
She said, coaxing me.
I really liked the idea of making a quick
grand, but I couldn't stop thinking about the way
Veronica had looked sitting on that woman's face.
"You promise you won't sit on my
face?" I asked her.
"I promise. Come on, Lena. This is
easy money. I'll show you what to do, it's simple."
She told me.
The next day I showed up at Veronica's
place and she drove us to a house in the suburbs.
She was excited and talkative, and she joked with
the man who let us in. She introduced me, telling
me that his name was Frank and that he would be
the person filming our "match". Veronica
and I had to stop and sign some sort of contract,
and she told me not to worry about it.
We went down into the basement of the
house and entered what looked like a living room.
It looked familiar, and I suddenly realized that
this was the same room that I had seen in Veronica's
video. Frank set up a video camera on a tripod while
Veronica and I removed our clothes.
Standing there nearly naked with my friend,
and looking at her in her bra and panties, I found
myself getting a little bit aroused. Frank busied
himself with the camera and just nodded to Veronica
as we moved into the middle of the room.
Looking at Veronica I was really glad
that we weren't really going to wrestle. She was
two inches taller, and a lot curvier than I am.
She was a real beauty with a great figure, big breasts
and a narrow waist that led to wide, flaring hips.
I wished I had a body like hers.
"Okay Lena, just relax. If I get
you in some kind of a hold, act like it really hurts.
Just follow my lead and you'll do fine." She
told me, smiling.
"How do we finish? When do we stop?"
I asked her.
"Don't worry, when the time is right
I'll pin you and you can make a show out of giving
up."
"You'll pin me how?"
"Don't worry, I'll show you."
She smiled.
"You promise you're not going to
try to sit on my face like you did to that other
woman?"
"I promise. Don't worry, just relax
and follow my lead."
With those few instructions Veronica motioned
to Frank and we began. She got us started by pushing
me, and I pushed her back. She rushed in at me and
caught me in sort of a bear hug. She sort of twisted
us both down to the floor and we rolled around for
a bit. She got her legs around my midsection and
pretended to squeeze. I did my best to act like
I was in horrible pain. I struggled free and we
returned to our feet and began to struggle once
more. As we grappled I began to think that I had
been silly to think about passing this up. A thousand
dollars to do this?
As we struggled Veronica began calling
me names...bitch, slut, little whore. I just thought
that it was part of the act, so I started calling
her the same sort of names.
Veronica got me in sort of a headlock
and I began to wonder when I was going to get to
put some kind of hold on her. It was all her so
far. I grunted with simulated pain as she held me
there, and then I pushed her away.
We ended up fighting it out on the floor
once more, and I began to notice a change in Veronica.
She seemed more aggressive as she once more managed
to get her legs around me. This time I cried out
for real as she clamped her big thighs around my
midsection. She was squeezing me so hard! Veronica
squeezed the air right out of me, and I couldn't
help but gasp in pain. Struggling violently I tried
to get free, but I couldn't break the grip of her
powerful thighs. She shook me around like a doll,
and try as I might I could not get free. I was gasping
for breath when she finally released her grip and
rolled me over onto my back.
I didn't have a chance to stop her as
she sat down on my chest, her crotch just inches
from my face. I could smell her obvious arousal.
She had a triumphant grin as she looked down between
her thighs at me.
"Get off of me! Let me go!"
I yelled up at her hoarsely.
"You promised! You said you weren't
going to sit on my face!" I pleaded with her.
"Well, I did promise not to sit on
your face but... I lied!" She laughed, and
with that she moved forward and sat on my face,
my arms pinned under her knees.
I tried to get her off, but with her whole
weight pinning my head to the floor I was helpless.
I could feel her dampness, and my nose was filled
with the smell of her sex. As she rubbed her sex
in my face I struggled to catch the odd gasp of
air. Laying there, pinned under my friend's crotch,
I was ashamed at the moistness I could feel building
in my own sex. My friend was sitting on my face,
and some part of me liked it.
I could feel the hard nub of her clit
pressing against my face as she ground her crotch
against me. I felt myself becoming more and more
aroused as she bucked even harder against me. There
was something that really excited me in the thought
that Veronica was getting herself off on me, and
that I was helpless to stop her. I could feel myself
beginning to black out as she finally came, crying
out. Her thighs quivered with the effects of her
orgasm as she settled down onto my face. I started
to see odd flashes of light before she finally lifted
herself up off of my face.
Able to breathe once more, I gasped in
deep breaths as Veronica moved off of my face. I
was so weak that there was nothing I could do to
stop her as she positioned my arms by my sides.
Facing towards my feet this time, she moved over
me once more. Her knees once again pinning my arms,
I found myself looking up at her pantied ass.
"No Veronica, please!" I managed
to cough out.
As she knelt above me with her ass only
an inch from my face I felt her fingers softly caress
my crotch. The faint whispering of her fingers across
my panties was almost enough to make me orgasm right
there.
"I thought so. You're wet. I knew
that this is what you really wanted. Kiss my ass
you little bitch, or I'll sit on your face again."
She said in an angry tone.
I couldn't believe what was happening
to me. Not only had she sat on my face, but now
she wanted me to kiss her ass! And even more unbelievably,
a part of me wanted to! Before I had a chance to
decide what to do or to catch my breath, Veronica
sat back down on my face. The soft flesh of her
ass completely covered my face, stealing my breath
away once more.
"I told you to kiss my ass. I can
sit here on your face all day. When you're ready
to kiss my ass just wiggle your right foot."
She told me.
I had to get air. I wiggled my foot and
she lifted her ass off my face about an inch once
more. After gasping for breath for a moment I recovered
enough strength to lift my head off the floor and
press my lips to her ass.
"Good girl." She said pleasantly,
and then I felt her fingers caress my sex once more.
"From now on you will call me Mistress
Veronica. Now, thank me for letting you kiss my
ass." She told me, still touching my crotch.
I could still barely breathe, but the
feelings I was getting from Veronica's soft caresses
were making me so hot I couldn't stand it. I must
have hesitated for too long, because suddenly her
hand left my crotch and she planted her ass on my
face once more. She just rubbed her ass in my face
for a moment, and then lifted back up again.
"Thank you Mistress Veronica for
letting me kiss your ass." I blurted out in
a rush.
"You are coming along quite nicely.
I expected as much." She giggled above me.
Once more I felt her fingers on my crotch,
rubbing too lightly to give me the relief I sought.
I tried to lift my hips to meet her hands, but she
was careful to keep me from getting any more of
that wonderful sensation than she wished.
"Now beg to serve me. Tell me what
a good slave you'll be." She commanded me.
"Please Mistress Veronica, let me
serve you. Let me be your slave. I'll do anything
you want." I begged as I tried to regain my
breath.
Her fingers found my clit and began to
rub it slowly through my panties.
"Beg me more, slave."
"Please Mistress Veronica, let me
be your slave. I beg you to let me serve you."
I said, and she began rubbing faster.
"You understand that from this point
forward you will exist solely to please me?"
She asked, still rubbing me.
"Yes Mistress, I will exist only
for your pleasure." I managed as waves of pleasure
washed over me from my sex.
"You will worship me as the goddess
I am?" She asked.
"Ohhhhh, yesss Mistress." I
muttered as she rubbed ever faster.
She asked me questions rapid-fire, and
as I answered each question correctly she frigged
my clit even harder. When I came it was like fireworks
going off all around me. It was the greatest orgasm
I'd ever had.
She lowered her ass until it brushed lightly
against my nose, and without any prompting I stretched
up and kissed her crack.
"Now slave, I think it's time for
you to begin serving me." She said as she climbed
off of me.
"Come here and worship my breasts."
She ordered as she sat down on the room's couch.
Still short of breath and feeling the
warmth of the orgasm I'd just had, I crawled over
to the couch and raised up onto my knees. Veronica
had already removed her bra, and her big breasts
hung freely in front of me. She cupped her heavy
tits with her hands and I marveled at the size and
shape of her perfect globes as I lowered my face
to them. I licked and sucked her tits until she
was really hot and then she ordered me back down
on the floor.
She pulled off her panties and sat on
my face once again. She was so wet that her juices
got all over my face as I lapped at her cunt. I
licked her to a series of orgasms, practically drowning
in her wet folds as she ground her pussy in my face.
When she was finally satisfied she climbed off of
me and stood up.
Gasping for breath, I looked up at the
beautiful woman that had just completely dominated
me. She was so sexy and strong, how could I not
submit to her? How had I ever existed as an equal
with this woman when she was so obviously better
than me in every way? My face was still covered
in her juices and the taste and smell of her pervaded
my senses. As I began to get up, Veronica turned
and faced away from me with her hands on her hips.
"You know what to do, slave."
She ordered.
Realizing the presence of the camera as
I climbed to my knees, the humiliation of what she
had just done to me returned. But some strange part
of me had taken over, and that part of me wanted
to obey her. I needed to feel the sensations that
only she could give me. I needed to be dominated.
I didn't even think twice, I just knelt behind her.
I could see Frank moving in close to one side with
the camera as I once more willingly pressed my face
to her ass. Plunging my face into the hot, sweaty
crevice between her cheeks, I kissed her.
Again I could hear her soft laughter,
and somehow that only excited me more as I kissed
her ass. She stepped away from me and Frank zoomed
in on my face as she walked to the other side of
the room. He held the camera on me for a moment
and then turned it off and stood up.
"Veronica, you are amazing. I'm going
to pay you both triple for this one." Frank
told her.
Veronica laughed and joked with Frank
while we both got dressed. There was a high-speed
dubbing machine in the other room and Frank made
a copy of the unedited tape while waited.
I was so confused, I didn't know what
to do. I just quietly followed Veronica about and
that seemed to make her happy. Frank treated me
as if I didn't even exist, making jokes with Veronica
about how he thought she had smothered the life
right out of me.
I was in a daze in her car
as she drove us back to her place. I didn't know
what to say, so I didn't say anything. Veronica
occasionally looked over at me and smiled, but that
was it. The utter humiliation of what I had just
done was really sinking in now. Veronica had forced
me to kiss her ass, to lick her breasts, to lick
her sex. She had, in thirty minutes time, turned
me into her plaything, made me a human toy. I had
willing kissed her ass twice. I had been completely
humiliated, and I'd liked it. What was going to
happen now? What was she going to expect from me,
and what would I do?
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