The Smell of Sex Ch.20
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After Laura had seduced the two Lambda girl's and single handedly turned the
sorority into a laughingstock, she had expected gratitude and appreciation from
the former victimized honor students when they left and went, not to Dr. Adams
house, but some sort of office building. Once there, they fitted Laura with a
very strange garment. It looked very much like a leather pair of panties, but
Laura immediately knew something was wrong the minute she heard the click of a
lock. Then, she felt a slight vibration against her very frustrated sex. She
tried to press the tiny vibrator against her clit, but found nothing but a stiff
metal plate. Growing increasingly worried, she tried to sneak her fingers
underneath the strange undergarments, but found she was unable to do this
either.
"Mummy, what have you done to me?" Laura accused.
Dr. Adams cupped the crotch of the panties possessively.
"You gave this to me . . . remember?"
Laura nodded her head. Unfortunately, Laura did remember. However, when she
made that promise, she wasn't as horny as she was now though.
"Those training panties will remind you who that pussy belongs to. Don't worry,
it won't be for long baby. You just be a good girl for a little while longer,
okay?"
Laura nodded her head. After all, what choice did she have?
Laura was then dressed in a tight miniskirt and blouse. Her make-up and hair
were re-done. In just a few minutes, Laura went from looking like a teen slut,
to what would best be called a rather loose office girl. Dr. Adams took Laura by
the hand and led her into a very opulent office. Once there, she moved behind
Laura and roamed her hands possessively over the petite girl's body.
"There is only one last piece of business to take care of sweetie. You see, when
the Lambda girl's tried to humiliate me, they got me pregnant."
"Oh no, sweetie! I would never do that to you!" Dr. Adams explained hurriedly to
Laura, when she felt the girl tremble in fear. "It is horrible isn't it? And
that is exactly what they did to me. So, when I was your age, I had to drop out
of school and had to give my little baby up for adoption. I vowed that I would
get the sorority and in particular the woman who did that to me back. I changed
my name, moved away and plotted my revenge. Tonight, I plan to have it."
The older woman's hands expertly teased Laura's nipple, while the tiny vibrator
kept her on edge. "Will you help me one last time?" Dr. Adams asked.
"Yes," Laura gasped. At this point, she would have agreed to anything, but she
had feelings for Dr. Adams and she honestly wanted to help the woman.
"Good, and I promise I will take care of you no matter what happens. I lost my
first baby when I put it up for adoption. Last year, my second baby was
still-born. You, my dear Laura - I'm never going to let you go."
Dr. Adams hugged Laura tightly and the young girl returned her embrace. Laura
found herself grinding her pelvis against the older woman. She tried to stop her
body, but discovered she couldn't. Dr. Adams was forced to pry herself away from
the desperate girl.
"Okay, under the desk with you, my little office girl," Dr.
Adams commanded, as she helped Laura back under the desk. The older woman sat
down in the leather executive chair and scooted forward. Laura noticed the woman
wasn't wearing panties and she could smell the sweet odor of her arousal. She
kissed her way up the inside of Dr. Adams fleshy thigh, before finding her way
to the object of her desire - the very aroused nether lips of her teacher's sex.
"No! Don't look up. Look at my cunt. That is the only thing you need to worry
about, my little pussy girl."
Laura quickly returned her mouth to Patricia's pussy. Her tongue danced at the
opening of her cunt, lapping up her nectar.
"Louder! Louder you queer slut! I want to hear the sexy noises of your mouth
fucking my cunt!"
What little pride Laura had left, was quickly forgotten. She loudly worked her mouth on the sex, knowing that if anyone in the
room heard her, they would know beyond a shadow of a doubt that there was a
manner-less slut under the table, she was eating her Mistress's pussy, and she
loved every minute of it.
"Oh, God! That's it my little pussy licker," Dr. Adams said as she slid closer
to the edge of the chair. "Ugh, you're gonna make momma cum; you know
that?"
Laura continued servicing the older woman, taking pleasure in the fact that she
was turning her on. She concentrated on the large nubbin with increasing vigor,
swirling her tongue around it, before sucking on it and battering it back and
forth. Patricia ran her fingers through Laura's newly darkened curly locks. She
could feel Laura coaxing an orgasm from her. "Suck it, suck it, you little
dyke," the older woman ordered, as she pulled Laura's face tightly to her
crotch. Her hips bucked seven times to each contraction of her pussy, before her
muscles relaxed and her legs opened, freeing Laura's head. Laura continued to
lightly run her tongue over the very enlarged and juicy sex of her Mistress, as
the older woman came down from her climax.
"It's time to clean up the mess you've made," Dr. Adams ordered, looking down
into the desperate eyes of her new office girl.
Laura licked and sucked the nectar that had collected on the older woman's sex,
thighs, and bottom. Dr. Adams stood up, and pointed to the puddle she had left
in the leather chair. "You missed a spot."
There was nothing that humiliated Laura as much as the cleaning up afterward.
However, she knew she must do even this to be allowed an orgasm. She leaned
forward and her timid pink tongue darted out to swab at the secretions left in
the leather chair. Afterwards, Laura tried to wipe the moisture from her face,
but Patricia stopped her.
"No, leave it. I like your face wet like that."
The young girl was finally beginning to understand what being a sub was all
about. Every time her pussy clenched within the vibrating chastity belt, she was
reminded of her new status. It was her duty to please and it was her Mistress's
duty to determine when Laura would be allowed pleasure.
Laura's leg started to shake in response to the constant teasing of her cunt.
"Please?" she whispered, looking up hopefully. She grew scared as she saw the
older woman's eyes flash in anger. A hand reached forward, grabbed Laura's ear
and twisted.
"You are a pussy-girl now and pussy-girls don't talk. They don't look up either.
Pussy-girl stays under the desk with her head down, waiting for someone to sit
in the chair. It's Pussy-girl's job to pleasure whoever sits in this chair - no
exceptions. Pussy-girl will clean up any messes she makes and I want to hear
lots of noises from Pussy-girl's mouth, but none from her throat. Understand?"
"Under no circumstances is Pussy-girl to speak or let anyone see her face." Dr.
Adams leaned down until her face was inches from Laura's. "If Pussy-girl fucks
up just one time - then Pussy-girl's little training panties will stay on
forever! Do I make myself clear?"
Laura nodded her head, afraid to even speak.
"Good, and are you going to a good little Pussy-girl?"
Laura nodded her head again.
"Now, back under the desk with you and hold your head down. That's a good
Pussy-girl. Just keep doing what you do so well, and I'll be very proud of you."
Dr. Adams petted the former snob's head before walking out of the room.
Laura didn't have long to wait before another woman took her place. This girl
kept her legs pressed tightly together, as Laura began to kiss her way up the
woman's thigh.
"I'm not - I mean, I've never-" stuttered the woman. However, Laura was not
deterred. The words Dr. Adams said rang in her ears. ". . . *every* woman who
sits in this seat gets an orgasm. . ." Laura clutched the woman's thighs and
pressed her mouth tightly to her panty covered crotch. The woman struggled
briefly, but soon leaned back to enjoy, as Laura's tongue drove away her doubts.
Soon, the woman's panties were around her ankle and her skirt was bunched around
her waist. Her hand tweaked her nipples, and her meek demeanor forgotten.
"Lick my pussy! Lick it! Oh God, you sound so nasty when you do that," she said,
responding to Laura's loud licks and smacks. "Louder! Oh fuck, you are driving
me crazy! Oh God, here it comes! Suck it! Suck my pussy! Oh-oh-oh!
Ahhh . . . " she cried as she came.
The woman thanked Laura and very nicely tried to get up before Laura could
finish her job. Laura fingers dug into her thighs, pushing the woman back down
as she proceeded to clean the mess from her sex.
"No, not there . . ." the woman said when she felt Laura's tongue sneak to her
other hole. Laura expected to have to struggle to finish her job, yet
surprisingly the woman rolled her hips so Laura could have better access. Laura
couldn't help herself and pressed her tongue past the tight grommet of the
woman's anus.
"Don't baby. Please stop. Please baby, you don't have to ugh-do that. Oh God, I
can't believe you are doing that. . . " the woman whined, yet her hand was a
blur on her tiny nubbin. She came again with Laura's tongue exploring her ass.
After she left other women came in and sat down in the chair. One after another,
Laura pleasured them all. She repeated the Pussy-girl rules in her head so that
she would be sure to obey them. "Don't talk . . .make them orgasm . . . head
down . . . loud sounds." It was working pretty well too . . . until Cindy came
in.
Cindy stripped down to her bra and heels and stood in front of the desk, but
didn't sit down in the chair. Laura remembered Dr. Adams words, but Cindy wasn't
sitting in the chair. She thought it best to go ahead and please the older
woman, so she began to kiss her way up her thighs. When Laura reached the
woman's fragrant pussy, Cindy pulled back, but held Laura's head against the top
of the desk by her hair.
Cindy looked at Laura contemptuously. "I thought you were supposed to keep your
head down. Ha-ha, you better get used to those training panties slut, cause it
looks like you will be wearing them for awhile," Cindy said, before turning to
walk away.
Tears began to well in Laura's eyes. "Please. Please don't tell," she begged.
"And she talks too. How very interesting." Cindy smiled and walked back to the
defeated girl. "Start licking my shoes you stupid dyke."
Laura was thankful that at least she may have a chance to win Cindy over, but
things weren't off to a good start. She bent down and took a tentative lick of
the woman's Birkenstocks. "You don't act like you like it very much," Cindy said
as she walked away to the full length office window.
Laura watched her plump ass retreat. 'She's got a pretty body,' Laura thought.
"Too bad she has to be such a bitch."
Cindy opened the blinds, then walked to the door and flashed the lights five
times. She took the chair in from in front of the desk and sat down in it, just
out of sight from the window. She placed her feet in front of her and smiled
evilly at Laura. "Crawl over here and do it again. This time with feeling."
Laura couldn't believe how cruel Cindy was. The woman blinked the lights to
attract attention to the room and now she was going to force Laura to humiliate
herself in front of who knows how many people.
Blushing furiously and with tears in her eyes, Laura crawled over and began to
lick at Cindy's sandals. This time she steeled herself and pretended she was
enjoying it.
"The bottoms too, little dyke."
Laura couldn't believe how far she had sunk. She had been reduced to licking the
gritty soles of shoes. Worse, her pussy was burning with pleasure. She could
feel the wetness soaking through the leather and moving down her legs.
"Masturbate," Cindy ordered. She looked down at Laura's questioning gaze. "Oh, I
know you can't feel it, but they don't," she said, gesturing out the open
window.
Laura's hand moved up her dress and she began to slide it up and down where her
cunt would be. She tried to pretend she didn't have the chastity belt on at all
and began to hump against her hand.
Cindy kicked off her sandals. "Now suck my toes. Oh, yeah, that's right¡ªsuck
them like a little cock. Now, turn you head and look out the window. No, open
your eyes and take a long look."
Laura did, quickly scanning the building. Thankfully, it appeared that everyone
was going about their business. However, to her dismay, she looked and saw what
appeared to be a whole office of people staring at her with rapt attention. On
another office she saw a man masturbating while looking at her.
"Yes, you're giving them quite a show tonight my little queer fuck toy." Cindy
pulled her toe out of Laura's mouth with a plop. "Why don't we really show them
what kind of slut you are?" With that Cindy stood up and bent down at the waist
and supported her upper body with the chair. "I want you to lick my ass."
Laura began to ease up Cindy's powerful thighs.
"No! I want you to get up and go at it from the top, facing the window. I don't
want anyone to have a doubt about what you are doing or what you are."
Laura couldn't believe how evil this woman was, but she was so desperate to cum
and she had done so much already, she couldn't let this woman stand in her way.
'Why am I doing this and why am I so hot?' Laura thought. She was now standing
up and leaning toward Cindy's stuck out ass. She snuck a peek at the building
across from hers and noticed there were more people watching in fascination.
Laura, spread the cheeks of Cindy's ass and danced her tongue around the tiny
puckered ring. Laura found this much more demeaning and humiliating than what
she did earlier with the shy girl, but she also found it much more arousing.
'What is wrong with me?' Laura thought, as she gave the little brownie one final
kiss before plunging her tongue inside.
"Lick my ass Samantha! Lick it in front of all those people you little dyke
bitch! You're nothing! You're useless!" Cindy spat.
'Who's Samantha?' wondered Laura. 'It must have been the girl who humiliated
her.' Laura's hand found Cindy dripping sex and began to explore her.
"Ahh, you're nothing but a whore. My ass whore.
Who's sorry now bitch? Oh God! Who's the humiliated one?
Who's everyone staring at? Who's sorry now -oh - fuck -
whose ass whore? Oh Please. I need-"
Letting go of the chair, Cindy turned to face the window. Standing spread eagle
with her breasts mashed flat against the cold glass, she looked out at the
leering people in the neighboring building. As their stares bored through her,
she thought back to that fateful day in college when she ran naked through the
campus with everyone pointing and staring at her. The worst part of it all was;
the humiliation turned her on. Every time she fantasized about it, it filled her
with guilt, but strangely, even with her breasts mashed up against the glass
window, she didn't feel guilty now.
"Fuck - c - c-cumming - ugh - ah - ahhhhhh!" Cindy moaned, before sticking out
her tongue and licking the window and then falling down. To Laura's surprise
Cindy started sobbing and crying.
Laura didn't know what else to do to comfort the poor woman. "I'm sorry Cindy.
Please Cindy, - I'm sorry." Laura soothed.
Cindy sniffed a few times and dried her tears. Standing up on shaky legs, she
closed the blinds to the room and pulled Laura to her feet. "No, Laura, I'm
sorry. I-I shouldn't h-have-" her eyes began to tear again and her lip quivered.
"I shouldn't have done that to you. P-Please don't hate me," she said, clutching
Laura tightly to her chest.
"It's okay. It-I really didn't mind," Laura said. The truth was it turned Laura
on, but she didn't like the part where she felt that Cindy hated her. Laura
didn't like to be hated.
Cindy kissed Laura on her sticky mouth. "I didn't mean any of that stuff I said
to you. You-you're not nothing. You are the kindest and most beautiful girl I've
ever met." Cindy broke down sobbing again and Laura wished she could do
something more to comfort the poor woman.
"Laura, I can't - there is - there is something I need to tell you. You see - I
didn't know you at first. Oh God, Please promise you won't hate me Laura."
"I promise Cindy."
"Laura the next woman that is coming here-" Cindy warned, but was interrupted.
Just then the door opened and Dr. Adams walked in. "Laura, did you forget the
rules?" she asked.
"I-I-I'm sorry," Laura said, backing up to the desk.
"Pats," Cindy said, coming between the two women. "It's my fault. I made her
come out. I-I" Cindy struggled to find the courage to face Dr. Adams. "I can't
go through with this any more. It isn't right. Not to Laura."
"I know Cindy. I wish I could go back in time and stop all this. But, you know
as well as I, it is too late for that now. Besides, she's already on her way up
and you know what will happen if we don't see this all the way through to the
end. So, unless you have another idea of a way out of this, you are going to
have to leave - *right now*!"
Cindy looked toward Laura with a look of sympathy in her eyes. She mouthed a
soundless "I'm sorry," picked up her clothes and left out the side door.
Dr. Adams hurriedly sat down in the seat and spread her legs widely in front of
Laura. "Get to work sweetie and remember the rules," the older woman cautioned.
"Head down, lots of noise, and no talking." She opened the desk drawer and
slipped a pair of headphones on Laura's head and turned the music up.
Laura's mouth descended down to Dr. Adams sex and proceeded to do her duty. Just
then, there was a soft knock on the door.
"Come in. Come in," Dr. Adams said, as the door opened and a very professional
looking woman came in. "Please have a seat Vivian. I can call you Vivian can't
I?"
"Sure." Vivian shook Patricia's hand and then sat down in the chair. "Now, what
was this about a merger?"
"Mmmm. Well, Vivian, as you know. Your company has been licensing our
software for some time now."
Vivian listened to the other executive go on about her company, but soon her
concentration shifted to the woman's obvious sexual arousal. As if that weren't
enough, it sounded as if someone was performing oral sex on the woman from below
- very loud oral sex to be precise.
"I-It seems I have come at a bad time. Ah, why don't we reschedule," Vivian
said, but stayed rooted in her chair watching the spectacle in front of her.
Dr. Adams originally planned to fake an orgasm, but the very fact that the
daughter of her hated rival was licking her pussy, while the mother sat there
watching and suspecting nothing, was too much for her. She felt the rolling
thunder of pleasure begin deep in her cunt and then spread out to every fiber of
her being. "Ugh - ugh - w-wait-just-one-m-minute-oh-god-oh-god!" The older
woman's toes curled and her thighs spread wide; her pelvis jerked uncontrollably
and she filled Laura's mouth with her cum.
"Mmmm . . . this is what I think I like best about being an executive. When you
get to this position, there is always someone willing to assume *the* position,"
Dr. Adams said, while Laura did her best to clean up the very wet mess between
her thighs. "You look a little flushed Vivian, are you all right?" Dr. Adams
smoothed her skirt down and walked over to the other woman. "Why don't you come
sit in my chair, while I go over the details of the merger. It is a most
comfortable chair, I promise."
Dr. Adams led the slightly reluctant woman to the executive chair. As Vivian sat
down, she felt hands move up her skirt to slip her panties down. "Is-Is she
clean?" she asked, the wrinkles on her forehead showing her uncertainty.
"But of course, she's an intern from the university. I gave her the opportunity
to work her way up the corporate ladder from the bottom up." Dr. Adams watched
as the other woman's brow knitted in pleasure. "As you can see, she's spent most
of her time on the bottom, so to speak."
"mmmm- Why would you go to college and then demean herself like this?" Vivian
asked the girl between her thighs.
"She's wearing headphones, so she can't hear you or the business we discuss. But
as to your question, you'd be surprised at the girls who would jump at the
chance," Dr. Adams said with an evil grin. "After all, it's a *tight* market
right now."
"Now, let's get back to the details of the merger shall we?" Dr. Adams said, as
she casually reached down and unbuttoned Vivian's blouse.
From her vantage on top of the desk, Patricia freed one of Vivian's breasts and
began to tweak an erect nipple. "First, I will be named CEO and be given
options on fifty-one percent of the stock."
Vivian, upon seeing this tactic tried to push the girl away from her crotch, but
Laura held on tightly, attacking the pink nubbin between her lips with renewed
ferocity. "I-I don't think now is a good time for negotiation," moaned Vivian.
"Next, you will step down as CEO and become my new personal unpaid assistant -
in short, my slave. So, you better pay attention to what is being done to you,
because you will be doing a lot of it in the future," continued Dr. Adams.
"Oh-oh-god! You crazy bitch!"
"A bitch, yes, but not crazy. This is payback for what you did to me in college,
Viv. You ruined my life and now it's your turn." Dr. Adams eyes hardened to a
cold steely gaze.
"Patsy? Pats, is it really you?" Vivian asked incredulously.
"I go by Patricia now, but you will call me Mistress," to emphasize her point,
Patricia light tweaks of Vivian's nipples turned into a painful pinch.
"Ouch! Please . . . Pats? Pats? Oh God, you have no idea how long I've
searched for you," Vivian gasped, as she tried to push Laura away from her sex.
"Please girl, stop for just a minute," she begged.
Dr. Adams arched a dubious eyebrow. "Really? Was that before or after you
betrayed me and got me pregnant? All so you could get into your sorority."
"Pats, you agreed to it - remember? I did it for us. I didn't know he wasn't
wearing a condom."
Vivian was now crying and Patricia soon followed. This wasn't going at all like
Patricia planned. Had this all been a mistake - a huge misunderstanding? Had
Vivian actually loved her?
Dr. Adams was desperate to get the situation back under control. "Sign the
goddamn paper," she demanded, as she looked into Vivian's dilated eyes. The
flush from the executive's cheeks spread down to her chest. It was time.
"Sign the paper or everyone will find out about you and your daughter." Patricia
reached down and pulled the headphones off of Laura's head and tilted her head
up.
Vivian looked down aghast. There beneath the unfamiliar curly dark hair, was the
very cum drenched face of her daughter with her tongue extended and fluttering
over the small pink nubbin of her clit. For Vivian, it was already too late. The
damn was broken and there was no way to stop the flow. She reached her hands
down and clasped them behind Laura's head. "Oh-god-oh-god-oh-god!" she cried as
her hips bucked in Laura's mouth.
'Mother?' Laura thought when she looked up to see her mother's shocked face.
Laura panicked, not knowing what to do. However, when her head was pulled
tightly into her Vivian's sex, as her hips pumped uncontrollably, Laura's
instinct took over. She clamped her mouth down on the thrusting sex wrestled the
swollen clit into submission with her tongue.
Afterwards, Patricia handed the defeated woman a pen.
"Sign!" she demanded.
Vivian took the pen and while still slightly dazed from the after effects of her
climax, calmly but coolly picked up the papers and tore them in half.
Patricia was livid. This was not going according to plan at all. "You bitch!
I'll ruin you, I swear I will," she warned.
"Pats, calm down before you have a stroke. When you left school I tried to find
you, I truly did. You even changed your name, which made my search all but
impossible. And when I found out you were pregnant, I searched even harder. I
never found you, but I did find your baby - thank God you used your real name
for that."
Patricia's face turned ashen with the realization of Vivian's words. "But-but
that means," she stuttered.
"Yes, Laura is your - I mean *our* girl." Vivian reached up and stroked Patsy's
cheek. "And you, Pats, you are my girl - you always have been. It is time for
you to come home with me."
'My girl?' Patricia thought. No, this wasn't going according to her plan at all.
It was completely opposite, but it still went beyond her wildest dreams. Not
only did she have a daughter, but the woman she loved wanted to be with her.
Laura looked up in amazement from between Vivian's splayed thighs. She wondered
how she was going to resolve the conflicting feelings between her mother and Dr.
Adams. It seemed she now had two mothers. "Mummy?" she questioned, looking up at
Dr. Adams in anticipation. Would the older woman still love her now that she
found out she was her *real* mother.
"Oh baby," Patricia said, as she knelt down and hugged her daughter tightly,
kissing her on her cum-soaked face.
Vivian ran her fingers through the hair of both the kneeling women. "Both of my
favorite girls - come on, give momma a kiss." However, instead of bending down,
she opened her legs wider. It was obvious what she wanted them to do.
Dr. Adams reverently kissed the swollen pink lips peaking out from the
dark-matted hair of Vivian's sex. Laura was a little more reluctant. Even though
she had already committed incest unknowingly with her real mother several times
over; it was Vivian who raised her. It was Vivian who taught her that things
like this were wrong.
"It's okay Laura . . . kiss it baby," Vivian moaned.
Hesitantly, Laura joined her mother in worship at the altar of Vivian's sex.
With her face pressed against her mother's, their tongues danced together as
they stepped through the moist pink folds of a very fragrant pussy.
Vivian was in heaven from the pleasure she was receiving. She grabbed the two
kneeling women and pulled them tightly into her cunt. "Oh God, do it! Do it
together!" she demanded.
Laura stuck her tongue out painfully far and stuck it in Vivian's tight channel.
It was odd felt oddly erotic because she could feel her mother's tongue moving
along with hers.
"Oh God, you are going to make me cum," moaned Vivian. She grabbed herself
beneath her knees and spread herself for the mother and daughter. Dr. Adams
snuck her tongue into the tight nether hole. "Ugh," Vivian groaned. Laura joined
her mother at the lower hole and soon both tongues worked in the tight passage.
"Fuck, so- so *nasty*. Ugh! Ugh! Nasty girls . . . Ugh, I'm cumming!" she
cried, pulling both of their heads to her clit.
Laura and Dr. Adams worked the engorged clit between their two tongues,
pleasuring it from every angle. Vivian gave a high pitched squeal and her pussy
began to squirt, while the mother and daughter battled for the orgasmic
discharge.
"My girls," Vivian breathed, as she pressed their two heads together in a kiss.
