Unknown - Justine_s dark side

The chauffeur disappeared and the door opened. There was Clifford… dear Clifford… gorgeous Clifford, in his leather underwear.

And there was nothing else on him!

"Come in, we've been expecting you…"

We've.

I wondered what he meant by that. I was brought inside and offered a drink. I looked at him.

"No… it's quite safe. No drugs, I assure you." He smiled.

"We don't need them now, do we… you're here on your own accord…"

"Yes…"

It was true enough.

So I took the drink and had it.

A nice, well made martini.

When I finished, he came up to me.

"It's nice to see you, darling."

"Me too… nice to see you."

"Good… now turn around…"

My blush must have come in a gigantic tidal wave.

My entire face turned crimson.

The time was now!

I turned around in the little sexy dress that I was wearing… strapless… I learned my lessons well… and let him tie my hands.

He took a long time making sure the ropes were secured in figure eights around my pretty, thin wrists.

When he was finished, he turned me around slowly, to face him.

"I've tied your hands," he said.

"I know…"

"And now, you belong to me once more…"

I didn't say anything this time.

I didn't have to.

Clifford had said it all.

Now, slowly, but with much command, he reached down and swooped up the front of my dress.

Even though I'd been through it all with him before, the last time I was here, I still got that incredible feeling when he lifted me, and exposed my lovely thighs.

I hoped he liked what he was seeing… my legs in sheer black stockings, held up my a nice black smooth satin garter belt, and of course, no panties, making my black pubic hairs stand out brilliantly against my white milky thighs and hips.

He licked at his own lips.

I could tell that I was getting to him.

He was really on fire.

He let his hands roam all along my thigh meat and I sighed softly.

"You're so beautiful," he said to me.

I had to agree.

I had a terrific body.

And what was really exciting now, was that I was giving it to him.

Willingly.

Lovingly…

And there wasn't a thing I could do about it.

Even when he produced the thin, silky rope to tie up my dress around my hips, I felt nothing beyond a certain sexual surge…

I mean, he was a master at this! In more ways than one!

And now, the top of my dress was being forced down…

Slowly…

And I knew he appreciated the fact I wasn't wearing any straps on this dress.

That meant he could easily push it right down to my hips.

In this fashion, he'd turned my lovely dress into a wide belt, held around by several wraps of that rope on my hips.

Only my hands were free of it, and they were tied tightly around my back.

Now what!

I had no idea how he was going to punish me… I only knew that I was going to get punished…

Severely…

And just because he wanted to…

I'd done nothing wrong, I knew that… there was no reason for him to want to do what he was going to do to me…

It's just the way it was…

And now, I was ready…

I was ready for him…

And that, of course, turned out to be the kicker!

Because it wasn't him I had to be ready for at all.

No!

It was…

Well…

It was his guest!

Let me tell you how this came about… let me tell you every juicy detail!

It began, as I just described, with me standing tied with my dress up and my charms exposed.

He liked that.

I could tell.

He walked around my body, wanting to see all of me…

And I knew that he was drinking it in…

"Yes…"

"I… I hope I please you," I said.

"You will…"

You will? What did that mean? What was that supposed to suggest…

Perhaps if I were a little less hot and thinking a little more clear, I'd have realized it meant the obvious…

But it's hard to think when you're being tied up like this…

On your gorgeous feet, which are stuffed in to pleasing black patent leather high heels!

"Now…" he said to me.

"I'm going to ask you to cooperate…"

I didn't see as how I had much choice. But what could he want me to do? Stand on my head?

I didn't think it was possible, but I'd try it for him, if he wanted to.

I was that kind of a girl.

"I want you to meet someone."

I blushed.

Severely.

So severely I thought the blood in my body had all collected in my cheeks!

I was burning up!

I was going to be exposed to another man…

Wrong again, Justine, baby.

"I want you to meet… Dominique!"

I'm telling you and I hope you'll believe that my heart fell right to the ground.

A woman!

He was going to do me to a woman!

I twisted a little in my bonds.

I wasn't expecting this!

He'd pulled a fast one on me and I'd fallen for it…

I'd fallen for whatever it was he was going to do to me…

And then…

Then, I tried as best I could to let him know how much I was going to cooperate.

He put his hands on my shoulders, from behind, as if I were some sort of prize for him, and then, when I least expected it, he told Dominique to come forward.

Obviously, she'd been behind the barriers, where I couldn't see her, looking in from the other room.

My jaw dropped.

I wasn't sure what I was expecting… maybe some sort of Amazon, who knows, but whatever it was, it was not to be believed…

She was incredible!

Tall… blonde, with big eyes and big tits… and the kind of legs that didn't quit.

But best of all, or worst, I'm not sure how to describe it… she had this look on her face as if to say she was voracious…

I mean she wanted to eat me alive!

And she was going to do a number on me, I could tell that right away.

My pussy juiced up as I ate her in with my eyes from head to toe.

Get this…

She was wearing high leather boots that came up to her thighs, revealing just the last couple of inches of her garter belt, and her lovely, thick thighs, bare up to her hips…

Her pussy bush freely exposed…

She was in a tight leather outfit, and it was cinched in to her body.

And she looked stunning!

Her blonde hair was thick and gorgeous as it spilled down the back of her head, onto her lovely shoulders.

She could have been the Avon girl, there was that much of a wholesome quality about her.

And she had it! That certain sexual something… She had it and I wanted it!

It was going to be my treat, I suddenly realized, to be worked over by her…

A fine, lovely feast for me, as well as her.

Now, I could feel Clifford's hands behind me, stroking my soft shoulders, letting his hands fall to my ass… giving me a couple of strokes, and then insinuating his hand between my thighs…

"Open them, please…"

He was going to show me off!

Like I was a slave at an auction!

God… he had moves!

"Come on… part those hot thighs…"

I couldn't resist.

I did as I was told.

And then I was standing there with my legs open… showing off my private charms to this woman…

He was smiling…

Because she was smiling.

And licking her lips.

She was going to eat me…

How did I know?

How did I know in that second she was going to eat me?

Hard to say…

But I knew it…

I knew it as sure as the day is long and my thighs were exposed.

That's how sure I was.

Dominique came up to me, and now I understood once more the power of having my hands tied behind my back.

She was staring at my face.

Going over every inch of it.

"She's gorgeous," she finally said to Clifford, who was still behind me.