Cindy, the Belted Nymphomaniac
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Chapter 9 - The First Submission
By the next Saturday my pussy hadn't been touched in twelve days. I knew that
if I ever wanted to get feel it again I was going to have to do something. I
decided that I would give in to Sonja's demands. I would rub Sonja's clit with
my hand until she came. That would probably be enough for her and maybe she
would let me out of this damn belt. I called her and again asked "Are you ready
to obey my orders?" "Yes", I whispered. "What did you say? Speak louder" she
demanded. "YES!" I said, "I'll obey your orders." I couldn't believe that I had
said it. I didn't know how I was going to go through with this. "I want you to
pleasure me with your tongue. Say you will pleasure me with your tongue." she
demanded. "I will pleasure you" I said in a timid voice. "How will you pleasure
me?" she asked. "With my hands" I replied. "No, you slut, you'll do it with
your tongue. Do you understand me?" she snapped.
I was hoping that using my hands would be enough, but it looked like Sonja had
other plans for me. "Okay", I whispered. "Okay what?" she demanded, "I want to
hear you say what you are going to do and how you are going to do it."
Defeated, I replied "I... I will pleasure you... I will pleasure you with my
tongue. Are you happy now?" "Look you little whore, you had better lose that
attitude quick. Leave your door unlocked, I'll be over in thirty minutes. I want
you to be on the floor, kneeling, waiting for me, wearing only your chastity
belt when I arrive. If you don't obey all of these conditions I'll walk back out
the door and we won't talk again for a month." she demanded. With that she hung
up the phone before I could reply. I drank a glass of wine, removed my clothes,
and knelt down on the floor, and waited for her to arrive.
As I knelt there waiting, all I could think about was how I could get out of
this situation. Thirty minutes passed and still Sonja had not arrived. Forty,
then fifty minutes passed. I was afraid she wasn't going to show up but I didn't
dare move. After a full hour had passed, the door opened and Sonja came walking
in. She was wearing a black overcoat. Before I could say a word she spoke, "The
only thing that you are to use your tongue for this evening is to give me
pleasure. You are not to speak unless I tell you to. Nod your head if you
understand." "But Sonja..." I began. She cut me off and said "You stupid whore,
you don't get it. I said you are not to speak. I'll give you another month to
think about it." She turned around and began to leave. "No! Wait! I'll be good,
I promise I won't say another word! Please don't go!" I pleaded.
She walked to the door, locked it, and turned back around. Without saying a
word, she walked straight up to me, took my hair in her hands and led me into
the bedroom on my knees, by my hair, forcing my nose close to her ass. When we
were in the bedroom she threw her overcoat onto the floor. She was wearing the
same outfit as last Saturday night - a black leather mini skirt, black leather
vest, and black patent leather thigh high boots. I could smell the strong scent
of her pussy and could tell that she was very, very aroused. I could not say the
same for myself. I was so nervous that I was sick to my stomach. How was I going
to do this? I couldn't bring myself to lick her, but I knew that is what she
expected me to do. For the first time since I put on the belt, I wasn't horny. I
wanted to be anywhere except in that bedroom.
Sonja wasted no time. She sat down on the edge of my bed, facing me. She spread
her legs and lifted her skirt to reveal her pussy to me. As I expected, she was
again wearing no panties. "Crawl over here on your hands and knees and get to
work on my pussy" she demanded. I mouthed, "Please...", not really saying it,
just moving my mouth to form the word. "Do it, you little whore!" she barked. I
did as I was told and slowly began to craw towards her. With each foot I moved
forward, I frantically tried to think of some way out of this. Maybe I could
still just use my hands. Maybe she wouldn't notice. The closer I got to her,
the stronger the smell was from her cunt. When I got to her, I paused, and
then began to kiss her thigh high boot. I looked up at her and she seemed to be
enjoying the moment, but I knew that she would quickly grow impatient with me
kissing her boot. I moved up, and began to kiss her thigh. Maybe if I kissed her
thighs I could get away with just giving her a hand job. I reached my right hand
up and reluctantly placed it on her crotch. Her pussy was very hot, and very
wet. I know that all women are different, but she was much wetter than I am when
I am aroused. The juice was already beginning to flow down from her pussy and
was about to reach her anus.
She gasped when I touched her pussy with my hand. I looked up and she had
tilted her head back. I could tell that she was really enjoying this. I slid two
fingers into her pussy and began to rub her clit with my thumb. She began to
moan and I began to think that I might be able to get away with using my hands
and not my mouth. After about a minute, she lifted her leg, placed it on my
shoulder, and pushed me away from her. "Stand up and turn around" she commanded.
I did as I was told. I heard as I felt something metal clasp around my
right wrist. Before I could react, she had pulled both wrists behind my back and
I felt the same clasp around my left wrist. I immediately knew that she had just
locked me in handcuffs. "You were cheating" she said smugly. "You know that you
are to service me with your tongue, and you were trying to get away with not
doing it. This is what happens to bad little slave - they get handcuffed. Get
back down on your knees and put your tongue where your thumb was. NOW!" she
demanded. Slowly, I lowered myself in between her legs and began to kiss her
thighs again. "I'm getting impatient..." she said, almost singing it. I knew
what she meant; I knew that I could stall no longer.
I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and tried to kiss her clit, but I just
couldn't bring myself to do it. "Please do't make mmmmphhhh!" I sobbed as she
grabbed my hair with both hands and forced my mouth onto her waiting cunt. I
closed my lips tightly but I could feel the wetness of her cunt against my lips
and face. My nose was buried deeply into her thick mound of pubic hair. "LICK!"
she commanded. My first impulse was to bite her hard, but I thought about my
situation and decided that it would be a mistake. I was terrified. I couldn't
believe what was happening. I felt like I was going to throw up. "LICK!" she
again ordered, this time pulling my hair so hard that I wanted to scream out in
pain. I had no choice but to do as I was told. I opened my mouth, put my lips
around her clit and began to lick her with my tongue.
Ugh, I hated the taste of her cunt. She began to moan loudly. "FASTER!" she
commanded. I rubbed my tongue up and down her clit as quickly as I could. Her
grip on my hair eased up slightly but I continued to lick furiously because I
was afraid of what she would do if I stopped. I tried to think of something else
- warm beaches, shopping, anything - but all I could think about was the fact
that I was being forced to lick another woman's pussy. I wished more than
anything that I hadn't had the affair with Bill. All the times he fucked me were
not worth even one second of being forced to eat Sonja's pussy, and I feared
that this was only the first of many, many times. After twenty minutes of sheer
hell, I could tell that Sonja was getting close to having an orgasm.
"Thank God" I thought to myself, "This will all be over soon". As I continued
to lick, she began to moan louder, and then to scream. She forced my mouth onto
her crotch even harder and began to grind her pussy up and down my mouth as she
screamed "Oh God! I'm going to cum! Make me cum you little whore!" Her legs
began to quiver violently and I could tell that she was beginning to orgasm.
Then, I felt something warm and wet squirt out all over my chin and neck. Her
entire body went into convulsions and she screamed "Oh God yes! Oh God yes! Oh
God yes!" Next, she pulled my mouth away from her pussy but forced my face onto
her pussy and rubbed her pussy all over it, covering my face with her wetness.
Next, she forced my nose deep into her slit and held me there while she
recovered from her orgasm. As I knelt there with my nose inside her pussy,
waiting obediently for her to allow me to pull my head away, I felt more
humiliated than I ever had in my entire life. After a minute, she looked down at
me and said "That was barely acceptable, but I will let it slide because it was
your first time. You had better learn quick how to do a better job or you will
never feel your nasty little pussy again. Look at the mess you've made. You let
my cum get all over my legs and ass. Lick me clean." The warmth that I had felt
squirt against my chin when she came was actually ejaculation. I had heard that
some women did actually ejaculate when they came, but I didn't think it was
true. The fluid was thicker and had a much stronger taste and smell than her
regular juices - and there was a lot of it, at least as much as any man I had
blown.
Already defeated, I swallowed hard and did as I was told. I licked all the
juices off her thighs, and then off her ass; taking care not to lick her anus.
"You missed a spot" she purred, as she pushed my head down to her asshole. I
licked the juice off her anus. "Very good, my slave", now swallow" she ordered
as she lifted my head from between her thighs. I swallowed her cum as I was told
to do. "Just think, one down, One thousand nine hundred ninety nine to go" she
said with a wicked smile. I cried as she got up and put on her coat. She walked
over and unlocked the handcuffs and put them in the pocket of her coat.
"Please, please, I'm begging you, please release me from this belt. I promise
that what happened with Bill will never, ever happen again. Just please, set me
free" I sobbed. "You're right, it will never happen again. You made your own
bed, you little slut, when you fucked my husband. Now you're going to lay in it
whether you want to or not. Expect to do this all again tomorrow" she said as
she walked out the door.
I ran to the door and locked it, and then ran to the bathroom. I brushed my
teeth for ten minutes, then jumped in the shower and held my face under the
scalding hot water until I couldn't stand it anymore. I scrubbed and scrubbed to
try to get her juices off of me, but I just couldn't seem to scrub enough to
feel clean. After about an hour in the shower, I dried off and went to bed. This
had been the worst day of my entire life, but I feared that it was only one of
many, many to come. I knew that Sonja would expect the same thing the following
evening.
My clit ached to be touched the way that I had touched Sonja's earlier, but I
feared that it would be a long, long time before Sonja would let me have an
orgasm. I cried myself to sleep, wondering how I was going to bring myself to do
it all again the next evening.
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