Romote Control - Sex Stories

Romote Control

... furiously while keeping an ear open for anyone coming into the toilets. She always came in seconds and spent a few minutes gently rubbing her tormented lips with her soaking wet fingers. At first she thought the extended silence was part of the game, but as more days passed she became more and more frantic until, laying in bed Sunday morning she realized how stupid she was being, and vowed to get on with her life. Later that day she was walking through the shopping mall, swinging her hips and feeling her short skirt swaying against her naked cunt, her large braless tits being brushed by their gentle movement against the slinky top. She knew she was being watched by all the men, and probably some of the women. It made her hot - and wet. She could feel the moisture around her shaven lips and it made her so horny. The phone bleeped a new text message. `Do you wish to continue?' was the simple message. Her hand shook with anticipation as she typed, knowing this was it, she was committing to something new and dangerous, but something she knew she had to do to fully understand herself. `Yes', she replied. The response was instant. `Have your nipples and labia pierced today. Remember you are a tart. Pay with your body not cash' A few hours later she was on her back on the black leather bench of a tattoo parlour in one on the less desirable parts of town. She was naked and completely at the mercy of the tattooist. When she had asked how much and then suggested that an `arrangement' ...

... might be possible he responded quickly, locking the door and ordering her to strip. She shut her eyes as the tall, black, long haired biker took hold of her nipple. She felt something cold and metallic touch her nipple, clamping it, then she winced as a needle pierced the delicate flesh of her breast. Then he was touching her other nipple. She knew what to expect, first the metal against her skin, then, the prick of the needle. He threaded two gold rings through the holes in her nipples. She was sore, but the pain was edged with the eroticism of the situation and the knowledge she was selling her body for the first time. He ran his hand down her stomach bringing it to rest on her cunt, "Lift your knees and spread them wide", he ordered. She was so horny she could feel her cunt lips were stuck to her thighs as she spread them as ordered. She knew he could see right into her cunt. She felt his hands under her waist. He was lifting her up and pushing a pillow under her hips, lifting her exposed cunt into the air. What was he going to do? She squirmed as he started to rub her cunt, running his fingers up and down her lips. She gasped with pleasure as he played with her cunt, pulling her long lips. He had a good technique with just the right amount of attention to her clit. Then, just as she was about to cum, he began pulling harder at the lips of her cunt. It was the metal clamp again, this time on her outer labia. She tensed then, "Uuggh", she swallowed her scream as the needle ...