This is a story series built around Rachel: A thirtysomething recent divorcee. Middle class, a little boring. A chance encounter with her local salon stylist takes her deep into a lifestyle of kink and debauchery. But first she needs her hair trimmed…
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I woke up, initially confused at the sunlight on my face. That wasn’t where the sun normally came in? And what happened to my nice thick curtains?
I felt movement behind me and it all came flooding back. Jade. My new… girlfriend? Mistress? Both terms were a new experience for me, as new as this relationship itself. Whatever it was.
I was in Jade’s bed. In her bedroom, in her house. I’d… I’d had sex with her last night. With a woman. I’d been presented – naked and cuffed – to her housemate Aaron, a man I’d only just met. A man almost half my age. I’d have let him fuck me if he’d asked.
I smiled to myself in the early morning light, listening to Jade lightly snoring behind me. What was I becoming? It was a lot to take in. Just a couple of days ago, I’d been an upper-middle-class divorcee, about as wild and kinky as a mug of cocoa. And now? Almost reflexively, I ran my hand over my newly shaved head. It was certainly an awakening.
Jade stirred behind me. “Morning, pet,” she muttered thickly. Her arm curled around my waist, pulling me close to her. I felt her breasts pushing against my bare back, the hard metal of her piercings scraping against my skin.
“Morning.” I pushed back against her, enjoying the feel of her soft body against mine.
“Mistress,” Jade murmured, a gentle reminder.
“Sorry. Mistress,” I replied. I half expected a reprimand, a smack or something, but instead her arm moved down my belly, her fingers tracing their way over my smooth mound and gently pushing between my thighs. I shifted my legs a little, wanting to feel her fingers on me. Needing it.
I wasn’t disappointed. Jade’s finger expertly found my clit, idly tracing circles. I felt her warm breath on my shoulder, then her lips on my neck, gently kissing. I knew Jade could be rough – mean, even – but she had an undeniably tender side to her.
A moan escaped my lips as her finger worked its magic.
“You like that, pet?”
“Mmm,” I breathed, happily.
Jade’s finger stopped moving, her hand suddenly pulling away. I felt her finger against my lips, slicked with my juices. Sensing what she wanted, I opened my mouth, eagerly tasting myself on her finger.
“Then you should earn it.” I felt her shift around in the bed and turned to look. Jade had pulled the covers off and pushed her body up on the bed, her legs parted. I looked up at her questioningly.
“I think you know what to do.”
I did. I shuffled around on the bed, positioning myself between her legs. I could smell her arousal already as I looked down at her pussy. Her clit, already pushed out by her piercing, damp and swollen.
I bent down, inhaling deeply. There was something about her scent that I found so incredibly arousing. Perhaps it was the thought that I did this to her. I’d made her wet.
I traced my tongue over her folds, ending on her clit. I heard a soft moan from above me.
“That’s it, pet.” Her hand stroked my head. “Just keep doing that. Mmm.”
Encouraged, I kept licking and sucking, running my tongue over her slit, always coming back to her delicious, engorged clit. I tentatively took her piercing in my mouth, twisting and pulling it with my tongue. I wondered how it would feel to be pierced like that; judging from Jade’s moans and wriggles, it felt good.
I jumped as I heard a knock at the door. Gasping, I lifted my head.
“Don’t you dare stop,” Jade growled, firmly pushing my head back down between her legs. “Keep going.”
As she pressed my head back down on her pussy, she shouted out. “Yeah?”
My heart stopped as I heard the door open. Was that Aaron? Was Jade going to let him see us like this?
Apparently so. “Gettin’ busy early, I see.” I could hear the smile in Aaron’s voice. I couldn’t help wondering what sort of view he had; my bare bum facing the door as I buried my head between Jade’s legs. Apparently the sight didn’t shock him.
“Uh huh.” Jade sounded breathless. “Woke up horny. You want some?”
“Can’t say I’m not tempted.” I jumped as I felt a hand on my hip, caressing my bum. A finger teasingly brushed between my legs. I shivered; was he going to join in? I pictured his hard cock, wanting to feel it inside me as I pleasured Jade. Something about the thought made me double down, lapping and sucking on Jade’s pussy. I felt her legs tense, her hand pushing me down harder.
“But maybe some other time.” To my disappointment, the hand pulled away. “I’m already late. Gotta rush. But hey, I was just chattin’ with Mario. He said he’s got some free time this morning if you wanted to stop by?”
“Oh yeah?” Jade’s voice hitched, her breath now coming in gasps. “That’s handy. I’ll give him a call.” Her legs wrapped around my head, her thighs clamping against my ears.. “C’mon bitch, get me off. Mmmh, fuck yes.”
My head pinned in place, all I could do was lick and suck, savouring the taste of the juices filling my mouth as I felt her buck and writhe under me.
“Fuck yess…” Jade grunted, her hands clamped down on the back of my head as her orgasm hit. She half sobbed, half panted as she ground her hips against my face.
Her legs relaxed and her hands softened their grip on me. “Fuck, that felt good,” she chuckled, gently stroking my head.
“Looked like it, too,” Aaron chuckled.
I’d almost forgotten he was still there. I sheepishly turned to look at him, offering an embarrassed smile, faintly aware of wetness smeared all over my face.
“Now I’m gonna go to work hard and horny. Thanks a bunch.”
I couldn’t help but look over my shoulder. Aaron’s crotch was bulging, his cock looking ready to bust through his jeans.
“Sure we can’t help take care of that? I don’t reckon it’ll take long.” Jade stroked my head. “I think pet here would enjoy that. Wouldn’t you?”
“I would, Mistress.” I really would, I thought as I eyed his bulge.
“I gotta be at the bus stop in six minutes.” He peered down at me, a smirk on his face. “Reckon you can get me off in three?”
I looked again at his bulge. “I think so?”
His hand came down sharply on my bum. I squealed in shock as much as the pain.
“Sir,” he grunted.
“Sorry, Sir. Yes, I think so, Sir.”
“Better. Get your head down. Back to work on her cunt.”
I didn’t need to be told twice. I bent my head back down between Jade’s legs, eagerly lapping at her now soaking pussy. I heard the sound of a belt unbuckling behind me, a rustling sound of clothing.
I heard Jade softly moaning again above me as I gently sucked on her clit. Could I get her off a second time?
I suddenly felt a hand on my hip, then a warm hardness between my legs as Aaron stroked his hard cock against my pussy. I gasped a little, preparing for what was to come. His cock was huge, bigger than anything I’d taken in a while. What if it hurt? What if I couldn’t take it?
“Fuck, she’s soaking.” I could hear the amusement in his voice as his cock head teased my pussy, spreading my lips. I braced myself, nervous and yet aching to feel him inside me.
“Wet and ready for you, Sir.” Jade’s voice was breathy again.
“Damn right.”
He didn’t even try to be gentle. I cried out as his cock suddenly thrust inside me, gasping as he stretched me out. He felt even bigger than he looked as he pushed deeper, his hands pulling me closer to him, impaling me on him.
Fuck. It felt so good.
“Fuck. What a tight little cunt she’s got,” Aaron grunted. “I’m gonna enjoy this.”
I felt him pull out, then thrust back inside me again. I arched my back, groaning as he entered me again.
Jade put her hand on my head, pulling me back down. “Don’t forget me, pet,” she warned.
I got back to licking and sucking on Jade’s pussy, doing the best I could to get her off as Aaron pounded his cock deep in me, hard and fast. No slow build-up, no gentle lovemaking here. Just hard, fast, animal fucking. I could feel my breasts swinging beneath me with each thrust, my nipples grazing the sheets every time his hips slapped against me, the sensation driving me crazy. I could feel an orgasm building inside me.
“Fuck… I’m getting close…” Aaron panted.
“Yeah, babe. Fill her pussy.” Jade sounded similarly breathless. I felt her hands pushing me down on her, burying my face deep in her own pussy.
Incredibly, I was the first to cum. Aaron’s huge organ thrusting hard into me, the incredible smell of Jade’s arousal, my nipples grazing the sheets, this amazing new feeling of being used, treated as just a body to get off to, sent me over the edge. I cried out into Jade’s crotch as I came, my body bucking and shuddering as the orgasm hit me.
“Oh, fuck…” I heard Aaron grunt behind me. A second later I felt his cock twitch as he spurted his load inside me, his hands holding my hips as he pushed deep inside.
“Oh shit… don’t stop!” Jade squealed, grinding her hips against my face as she came herself. I lapped up her juices as best I could, my body suddenly weak.
“Ah, fuck. I needed that.” I felt Aaron pulling out of me. With a wet plop, suddenly I was empty. I moaned, my pussy spasming against nothing. I wanted him back inside, wanted to feel his hardness stretching me out once again. I felt wetness between my legs, running down my thigh.
I felt him move to the side of the bed. “I gotta go. Clean me up.” He ordered.
I looked up. But it was Jade he was standing beside, his still half-erect cock glistening with juices.
Jade didn’t hesitate, reaching over and taking him in her mouth, a smile on her lips as she eagerly lapped the wetness – my juices – off his shaft.
“There you go, Sir. All clean.” She grinned down at me as she licked her lips.
“Good.” Aaron was already pulling up his jeans, buckling his belt. He looked at his watch. “Less than four minutes. Not bad, slut. But I gotta run. See ya later.” He gave my bum a playful slap and was gone.
Jade lay back on the bed, a faint smile on her face. “You did good, pet. Come here.”
I wriggled my way up the bed, finding myself in her arms. We lay there for a while, both basking in post-orgasmic bliss.
“You okay?” Jade broke the silence. “That was kind of intense. He can get rough at times, I think he forgets how big he is. And you didn’t even get a warm-up.”
I laughed. “I don’t think I needed one. And yeah, I’m okay. I might be walking a bit funny later, though. But worth it. That just felt so good!”
It was Jade’s turn to laugh. “I could tell. I thought you were gonna bite my clit off when he entered you!”
“Oh. Sorry.” I hadn’t realised I was being that rough.”
“Don’t be. I got off. He got off. I think you did too?”
I nodded.
“So it’s all good.” She squeezed my bum. “Anyway, you need to get up before you leak all over my sheets. Go get yourself showered.” She thought for a moment. “Are you doing anything today? Anywhere you need to be?”
I slipped out of the bed, suddenly aware of what a mess I was. I looked guiltily down at the damp patch where I’d been lying. Aaron’s cum was leaking out of me.
“Um, no, nothing until work tomorrow.”
“Want to take a walk in a bit? There’s someone I’d like you to meet.”
“Um, sure.” I wondered if it was the guy Aaron mentioned earlier. Mario?
“Great. Go on, go shower. You’ve got ten minutes.”
“So you’re still okay with all this?”
Jade had been strangely quiet in the ten minutes since we left her house.
I thought for a moment. “Very much so. It’s all new and a bit weird for me, but I’m loving it so far. It’s like there’s a whole side to me I never realised I had.”
“Mmm hmm.” Jade nodded. I got the feeling I hadn’t really answered her question.
We walked to the end of the street. The houses and flats gave way to small shops and restaurants as we entered the outskirts of the town centre.
“I just worry I’m pushing you too far.” Jade carried on, as if there hadn’t just been a five-minute gap in the conversation. “If there’s something you’re not comfortable with, you’ll let me know, yes?”
“Absolutely.” I stopped and grabbed her hand, looking into her eyes. I wondered if I might be crossing a boundary, but she needed to hear this properly. “You’re my Mistress. I want to submit to you. I want you to take control. Make me do things. Sometimes I won’t want to do them, but I want that not to matter. If you’re really taking things further than I want to go, then I will tell you. Okay?”
Jade smiled. “Okay. Thanks. I needed to hear that.”
“It means a lot that you’re worried. But this is what I want. I know I’m new to all this, but I like having you as my Mistress.” Feeling slightly cheeky, I leaned close to her. “Now, dominate me. Do what you want with me.”
Jade laughed. “You might feel a bit differently in a few minutes.” She started walking again, holding my hand tight as she guided me down a small alley.
“Oh?”
“Yeah.” She suddenly stopped outside a door. I looked up. A tattoo parlour. Surely not…? I suddenly had doubts, despite my bravado of just a minute ago.
“Don’t worry. You’re not getting a tattoo.” She grinned as she pulled the door open. “Not today, anyway.”
I looked around the dimly lit shop as we stepped inside. Dozens of pictures lined the walls. Men and women proudly displaying their new tattoos. I stared, fascinated. One picture in particular caught my eye: a woman with a full back tattoo; a bed of roses fashioned into the shape of a skull. It was lurid, but somehow beautiful. I wondered what it would be like to have such a glorious artwork etched into my body.
I felt thoroughly out of place in here. A week ago I’d never have even considered a tattoo. I wanted to fit in, though. This was a lifestyle I knew almost nothing about, one I’d looked down on previously, but now I wanted to be a part of it.
“Ah, she’s beautiful, isn’t she?” A voice came from behind me, making me jump. I turned to look. A small, wiry-looking man had appeared through a doorway. He stepped out from behind the counter.
“That’s Alannah. I just did that last year. My best work yet, I think.”
“Oh, you did that?” I gave the man another look. He definitely looked like he belonged here, covered in tattoos as he was. A nose ring glistened brightly over his neat black moustache. I looked back at the picture again. “It’s beautiful.”
“Thank you.” He beamed with pride. “I’m Mario, by the way. If you hadn’t guessed already. And you must be Rachel.” He turned away. “Hi Jade, how you doing? Good to see you.” He pulled her towards him and kissed her on the cheek before turning back to me.
“Um, h-hi Mario,” I stammered, thrown off by hearing my name. “I, uh, I guess you were expecting me.”
“I called ahead while you were in the shower,” Jade explained with a shrug.
“And I’m so glad you did. I was thinking It was going to be a boring morning by myself before you called.” He stepped behind the counter and pulled back the curtain. The room behind was brightly lit in contrast to the dim parlour we were in. My heart skipped a beat when I saw the big chair in the centre of the room.
“Shall we get started then?” He beckoned us into the room.
I meekly followed Jade through the doorway, looking around as I stepped through. Started? With what? I wondered nervously. A bewildering array of what looked like medical equipment surrounded the chair. Everything was bright and clean. It almost looked like a dentist’s office, except dentists didn’t usually have pictures of half-naked and heavily tattooed and pierced men and women around the walls.
Mario slipped past me and sat down on a small stool by the chair. He slapped the seat. “Here, make yourself comfy.”
I hesitantly sat down on the chair, wondering what I was letting myself in for. I didn’t even know what Jade had planned. For all my earlier talk of Jade taking control and doing what she wanted, it was suddenly a different story sat in this chair. I looked nervously at what I now realised was a tattoo gun.
“So it’s just the piercings today, yes?” Mario asked Jade.
She nodded. “Yep, just like we talked about.”
“Cool, cool.” Mario turned to me with a smile. “Comfortable? Ready to start? Ready to look pretty for your Mistress?”
“Uh. Yes. I guess.”
“Jade, can you go wait outside, please? I want to have a chat with your pet.”
“Sure.” Jade shrugged and left the room.
Mario waited until he heard the door shut before turning back to me, his face suddenly serious.
“Now then. I know the deal here. Your Mistress wants you pierced, and you’re going to let me do it because you want to be a good little sub for her. Right?”
“Um, yes.” I felt myself blushing, faintly embarrassed at Mario’s matter-of-fact statement.
“But my dear, you look terrified. Jade isn’t here, so you can talk freely. I won’t do anything to you that you absolutely don’t want done. So tell me. Are you absolutely sure you want this?”
I bit my lip. I did. And yet…
No. I’d been having little fantasies about this ever since Jade had first claimed me by shaving me bald. I’d gone to sleep last night fantasising about being tied down and forcibly tattooed and pierced. I had to push through my fear. What good were all these little fantasies if I chickened out at the first sight of a needle?
“Um, yes, I’m nervous. Terrified, actually. I’ve never really done anything like this before. But really, yes. I do want it.”
Mario’s expression didn’t change, his eyes unwavering. “Do you even know what you’re having done?”
“Um, no, not exactly” I admitted. “And actually, I don’t want to know. I just want to have what she wants done. Is that weird?”
Finally, Mario laughed. “I’ve heard worse. A little unusual I guess, particularly for someone new to this, but…” he shrugged. “Weird is sort of my game. But we’re not doing anything drastic today, anyway. Anything you decide you don’t want, just take it out and it’ll heal over in a week. But if you change your mind once we get started…” he gave me a conspiratorial smile. “Just mention that you wanted this done as a child when you saw a woman with it in a magazine. That’s your safe word with me and I’ll stop what I’m doing and make some excuse as to why we can’t do it. Okay?”
“Great. Thank you.” I already felt calmer. I was about to jump off a cliff, but I had a safety net in Mario.
“I’ll go get your Mistress. Hold on.”
My nerves were up again by the time Mario came back in with Jade in tow, but I was determined to see this through – whatever it ended up being.
“Okay then.” Mario rubbed his hands. “If you could just take off your… actually, take everything off. You can put it on the chair over there.” His demeanour had changed slightly, his earlier friendliness replaced by a more demanding tone.
“You… you want me to get naked?”
“I can’t pierce you through your clothes now, can I?”
I stood up, nervous. I’d just met the man and now he wanted me naked? But surely in his line of work, this was nothing that unusual…
I peeled off my top, acutely aware of two sets of eyes gazing at me as I undressed. My nipples, I thought as I unhooked my bra. I’m going to get my nipples pierced. And…
If he wanted me naked, then what else? Labia? Clit? Surely not? That was a lot so soon. I loved the look of Jade’s piercings, but… today? Now? But what else was there?
I faced away from them as I pulled down my skirt and knickers, self-consciously covering my crotch as I finally turned to face them.
“Put your hands down,” Jade ordered. “I don’t want you covering up.”
“Sorry, Mistress.” I put my hands to my sides, cheeks burning as the two looked openly at my naked body.
“On the chair.” Mario slapped the seat of the chair. “Let’s get a look at you.”
I eased myself into the chair, gasping slightly as my bare skin touched the cold vinyl surface. My heart raced as I lay back, wincing at the sudden coldness on my bare back.
I felt Mario’s hand on my ears.
“Just one pair of lobe piercings. When did you get these done?”
“Um, when I was a girl. About twelve, I think?”
“Hmm.” Mario grunted, his hand moving down my jaw and to my chest. I felt like I’d let him down somehow.
I watched as his hand ran over my breast, gently but firmly pinching and pulling my nipple.
“Nice big nipples here, they should take a bar nicely.”
“Um, thanks…” I trailed off, realising he wasn’t even talking to me. He was looking over at Jade as they both leaned over me.
His hand moved lower, his finger rubbing my navel briefly before moving further down.
“Legs apart.”
Slightly dazed, I obediently spread my legs open. Putting a hand on my knee, he gently but firmly spread them wider, fully exposing my crotch. I looked down, fascinated and humiliated, as he stared between my legs.
“Nice thick labia here,” I felt him pulling and squeezing my labia. I bit my lip, embarrassed at being treated in such a way. Like a piece of meat. Or… or a medical specimen being examined.
“She’s wet,” Mario remarked, amused, to my horror. “I think she likes this.”
“Oh yeah,” Jade laughed. “She does that a lot.”
He idly wiped his wet finger over my tummy before moving between my legs again. I felt his finger on my clit. I tensed myself; despite – or because of? – my humiliation, I was really turned on. I really didn’t want to seem so obviously aroused. Not here. Not now.
“A nice big clit, too. Is it normally this big?”
“I think she’s quite aroused right now.” Jade barely suppressed a laugh. I lay back and stared at the ceiling, wanting the earth to open up and swallow me.
Mario’s finger continued its exploration. “And the hood… oh my.” I felt his finger pulling back my clitoral hood. “Well, that was hiding away nicely.”
He stood up straight, wiping his hands dry with some blue towel. “I think there’s plenty to work with there. I should certainly be able to get something done like you asked.”
I suppressed a gasp. What were they planning?
“I’ll work something out and let you know. It might take a couple of weeks to get everything ordered.”
I relaxed. Slightly. Whatever they had planned sounded quite elaborate and extensive – and involved my clit somehow! Whatever it was, though, it wasn’t going to be happening today.
“So, just the three today then?” Jade asked. Her hand stroked my head, a small gesture of affection. Well done, pet.
I looked back up at her, surprised. So I was getting something done today?
“Sure. Let me get prepped and I’ll be right with you.”
As Mario busied himself washing his hands and pulling implements out of drawers, Jade bent down close to my head. “How are you doing, pet?” she whispered.
“I… I’m okay,” I whispered back. “That was… so embarrassing. I can’t believe I got turned on like that.”
“Can’t you?” Jade grinned. “I can. I think you enjoy being objectified.”
It made sense. Sort of. “Apparently you know more about me than I do.” I smiled back at her. I clearly had some things to think about.
“This next bit might hurt, but it’s not as bad as you think. You’re okay with this?”
I still didn’t know exactly what was about to get pierced, although I had an idea. I nodded. “Nervous. But… yeah.”
Mario appeared beside Jade, his hands now clad in blue gloves. “Ready?” He held up a large needle in one hand.
I nodded, suddenly unable to speak as I looked at the needle. That thing looked huge.
“Good.” He sat down on his stool, moving alarmingly close to my crotch. But to my relief, he started pressing against my belly button. A navel piercing? That wasn’t so bad; I’d actually thought about getting one done before.
“I think we’ll have it about… here. That okay?” He pressed his finger at a point just above my belly button. He was looking at Jade, not me, suddenly all businesslike.
“That looks fine.” Jade nodded.
“Perfect.” He made a mark with a pen, then grabbed a pair of forceps. I watched, fascinated, as he clamped them down on my skin, then casually picked up the needle. It looked wickedly sharp.
“Deep breath,” he commanded.
As I breathed in, I felt a sharp sting. I gasped, then relaxed. It… wasn’t so bad. After a couple of seconds, I saw the needle tear through my skin. It felt odd. Not painful, just a little uncomfortable.
“We’ll go with just a standard bar for now.” Mario held up a small silver bar, deftly pushing it into my newly pierced hole. I felt a strange tugging sensation, then the bar was through. Mario screwed the ball on the top. “There we are. Done.”
I looked down at the bright silver jewellery now piercing my flesh. I prodded it tenderly. It didn’t really hurt. I gave Jade a shy grin.
“One down, two to go.” Mario sat back down. He didn’t waste any more time talking; instead grabbing his forceps once again and going straight for my left breast.
I steeled myself; I’d heard nipple piercings can hurt. I watched as he pinched my nipple, pushing it out slightly before clamping down with his forceps again.
“Breathe in.” He held up another needle.
I sucked in a lungful of air, suddenly realising I hadn’t been breathing for the last few seconds.
“And out.”
My exhalation was punctuated by a gasp as the needle plunged through my nipple. “Oooow!” I cried out. That definitely hurt a lot more than my navel. But… not as bad as I feared. Already, the pain was subsiding.
Mario quickly pulled the jewellery through as he pulled the needle out; another plain silver bar. Starter jewellery; the fancier stuff would have to wait a while, of course. I looked down at my breast, the nipple now pushed out by the small metal invader. I realised my nipples were now going to permanently protrude more than they used to. I was going to have to be careful what I wore in future.
Or not, I thought, imagining a new, bolder me. A person that didn’t care what people thought. Like Jade, secure in herself, unbothered by conventions, living for herself. Could I ever be like that?
I was much more ready for the third piercing; oddly, I sort of enjoyed the sensation. It was bright, sharp, intense; it focussed my mind. Made me feel alive.
Mario pushed his stool away as he stood, peeling off his gloves. “All done. And doesn’t she look great?”
“She does,” Jade agreed. “What do you think, Pet?”
I gingerly prodded my new piercings. My nipples felt tender, a little sore. Nothing I couldn’t handle. And they looked…
“I love them,” I grinned up at her. “Thank you, Mario.”
“The pleasure is all mine,” he beamed, apparently willing to talk to me once again. I realised I’d kind of liked being treated like an object. Perhaps Jade had a point.
Mario unwrapped two gauze pads, pressing them over my nipples. “Just in case there’s any bleeding,” he explained. “You can get yourself dressed now. Come join us out front when you’re ready. Jade, shall we?”
I strained to hear what they were talking about as I dressed, but they were talking in low voices. Were they talking about me? Planning something? I was dying to know, but couldn’t make out more than the occasional word. I eventually gave up, concentrating on getting my bra back on without hurting my suddenly sensitive nipples.
I joined them a couple of minutes later. Mario was showing Jade something on his phone as I stepped through the curtain. He slipped his phone away before I could see the screen.
“All good? Not too sore?”
“No. It’s weird. I can sort of feel the piercings, but they don’t hurt.”
“Excellent. I’ll leave Jade to explain the aftercare; she knows what to do. But for now, I need to go and tidy up. Good meeting you, Rachel. I’ll see you again soon.”
“Um, yes, you too. And thank you.”
“I haven’t been to your house, you know,” said Jade, suddenly.
She’d explained what to do with my piercings as we walked. There wasn’t much to it, really. Keep them clean, don’t remove the piercings, that sort of thing. Now Jade had paused in the middle of the small market square, as if unsure where to go next.
“Would you like to?” I asked carefully. I didn’t imagine she’d be too impressed with my taste in furnishings. The tasteful curtains and throw cushions were a marked difference in style from Jade’s punk look.
“Yeah, I would. It’s not far from here, is it?”
It wasn’t. Less than ten minutes later, we were outside my front door.
“Fancy place, this,” Jade remarked, looking at my car – a Mercedes, last year’s model – parked on the immaculate brick driveway behind the privet hedge. Very middle-class.
“I got lucky in the divorce,” I laughed as I pushed the door open. “I couldn’t afford this place myself.”
“I need to find a rich man to divorce, then,” Jade looked around at the entry hall. “I could do with a house like this.”
“I wouldn’t have thought this was really your style.” I looked around, faintly embarrassed at the clean, minimalist interior. I’d always liked it, but now I was seeing it through Jade’s eyes. Plain. Boring. Lacking in personality. Just like me. Or my former self, anyway.
“This?” Jade screwed up her face. “Nah, not really. I’d get some colour on these walls. Get some pictures up.” She grinned. “I’d get one of those skeletons you see in biology classes and put him right there,” she pointed at a bare wall. “Or a suit of armour or something.”
Unexpectedly, she pulled me into an embrace, careful not to press too tightly against me. “But this is your house, not mine. How are you feeling now?”
“I’m… fine.” I returned her embrace, feeling strangely at ease in her arms. “Good, actually. Happy.”
“And you’re okay with the piercings? I kinda sprung that on you.”
“I could have said no,” I smiled softly, not sure if I actually could have done or not. “But… I’m glad I had them done. I like them.”
Jade’s hand stroked my bare scalp. “That’s good. But I worry I’m pushing you too much. So I’m gonna keep asking, okay?”
“Okay. Thank you.”
“Good.” Jade broke away from me. “Now, how about you give me the tour, huh? Where’s your bedroom?”
“And here’s my backup wardrobe,” I said, sliding the door open. “This used to be Tom’s wardrobe, but when he left I just sort of took it over.”
“Holy shit, you’ve got a lot of clothes.” Jade pulled at the sleeve of one of my dresses. “And some of it…” she pulled the dress right out, holding it up to the light, “Yeah, I can’t have you wearing this.” She shoved it back in the wardrobe, grinning wickedly. “I’m afraid I’m going to have to start laying down the law on what you can wear.” She flicked through some of my other dresses. “Or can’t wear, more to the point.”
She strode across to the drawers by my bed. “Undies drawer, right?” She pulled open the top drawer. “Hah! I knew it.” She pulled out a pair of plain white briefs. “Boring! I can’t have you wearing this. No way.”
“And finally, the kitchen,” I led Jade into the kitchen at the back of the house. “Nothing exciting again, I’m afraid.”
Jade looked around at the plain, black and white kitchen, leaning against the marble counter. “Nothing exciting,” she smiled. “That’s the theme here, isn’t it?”
“I know it’s all a bit plain,” I admitted.
“It’s lovely and all. But it’s like a show home. All tasteful and nice. Did you and Tom ever actually live here? I mean really live?”
“Well, yes. I mean, I’ve got some good memories.”
“Are the memories as boring as the decor?” Jade grinned. “I’m sorry. That was mean. But… this place is like one of those houses you see in laundry soap ads. I can’t imagine anything exciting happening here. You know?”
I stayed silent. She was right. I had some fond memories, but not exciting ones.
“Tell you what,” Jade jumped up to sit on the edge of the counter. “Let’s make a new one. Right now.” She looked around the counter. “What do you normally do here?”
“Um, well, that’s where I normally prep my food. There’s the chopping board behind you, and…”
“Yeah, cool.” Grinning wickedly, Jade lifted off her top, tossing it aside. “But now, you’re gonna do something a bit more fun than chopping carrots or whatever.” She grabbed my wrist, pulling me close to her.
“Eat me out.”
“What? Here?” I stared at her, not sure if she was serious. She apparently was.
She unclasped her bra, breasts bouncing lightly as she flung it away.
“Right here, right now.” Jade rolled back, pulling her shorts down, kicking them off to join her top. “And every time you make dinner from now on, you’re gonna look down and remember that time you made your Mistress cum right here on this counter.”
“Oh. Wow.” Doing something like this in the kitchen of all places just felt so wrong. So naughty. Where she was sitting now, her legs spread and only the thin strip of her thong stopping her from being fully naked, that exact counter space was where I’d buttered my toast for breakfast yesterday.
I bit my lip as I watched her peel off her thong, her pussy exposed and waiting for me, reflected on the smooth marble counter. I could feel my own pussy throbbing in response. She was right; this was something I was never going to forget.
“Damn, this is cold!” Jade giggled as she lay back on the counter, looking back at me. “Uh uh, no.”
I’d been about to bend down, almost mesmerised by this naked girl on my kitchen worktop. Ready and eager to taste her, enjoy her. Satisfy her. I paused, confused.
“I’m feeling a little underdressed here. Get that top off, let me see those piercings.”
“Of course.” I pulled up my top, carefully placing it on the side before unclasping my bra.
“Mmm, they look cute,” Jade grinned as I peeled off the gauze. “What do you think?”
I looked down, giving my nipples a nervous prod. They were a little tender. Nothing too bad. Shiny metal balls nestled against the swollen buds. I felt a little outrageous. I’d never seen myself as the sort of woman to have pierced nipples. It felt so…
“I love them, actually.” I rolled one around gently, marvelling at the new sensation.
“Good. Once you’ve healed a bit, we’ll get you some more exciting ones. A cute navel ring, too.” Jade played with her own piercings between her legs as she watched me. “Now, come here.”
“Yes, Mistress.” I didn’t need to be told twice.
“Oh fuck yes, that feels good,” Jade sighed as I played my tongue over her slit, tasting her wetness for the second time that day. Her hands stroked my scalp. “That’s it, make me feel good. Make me cum. Right here in your kitchen.”
My tongue found her piercing, making her wriggle around under me as I played with it.
“Mmm, you like that, do you? You like my piercing?” Jade sighed, lifting her legs to clamp around my head. “I’m gonna get you one of your own, you know.”
I paused for a moment, thinking back to the piercing session. They’d been really interested in my clit. The idea got me hot; lying back in the chair, legs spread, while a man I hardly knew pushed metal into my most intimate areas.
My hand lifted my skirt, finding my way into my knickers as I kept my head buried in Jade’s pussy. I quickly found my clit, trying to imagine what it would feel like with a piercing. Or look like.
Jade must have noticed my reaction. “You’re gonna look so hot by the time I’m done with you. Say goodbye to that boring housewife, you’re going to be my kinky little pierced bitch… ooh fuck…” she trailed off as I pushed down on her, sucking her engorged nub between my lips.
Her hands clamped down on my head, her thighs squeezing against me.
“Don’t stop…” she gasped, raggedly. “Just keep doing… oh yes…” she hissed.
I kept doing that while I stroked my own clit, wondering if I could bring myself off at the same time as Jade. I was certainly aroused enough.
“Fuck, you’re getting so good at this already…” Jade was panting now, her wetness soaking my mouth, dripping down my chin. “Oooh…” I felt her tense, her pussy pulsing as she came.
A few moments later, I felt her relax as her orgasm subsided. Her legs fell back, releasing me at last. I looked up at her, smiling as she lay back on the counter, her chest rising and falling as she breathed hard.
She looked back at me, her face softly smiling. “I kinda want to cuddle you now. But not here. This damn counter’s freezing. Come on, let’s go to the bedroom.”
“So are you really going to have my clit pierced?” I asked. We were lying in my bed, cuddling. I’d shed the rest of my clothes as we slipped into bed.
“I’ve got special plans for that.” Jade wriggled around to face me, her hand moving between my legs. “I reckon your clit’s gonna look so good with a bit of jewellery there.”
I shivered slightly as her hand brushed against my lips.
“A clit piercing, for sure. And more besides.”
“Like what?” I moved my legs apart, giving her better access.
“It’s a surprise,” Jade grinned, her fingers finally parting my lips. “Oh wow, you’re really wet.” Her finger slipped inside. “Is this turning you on, Pet?”
“…yes, Mistress,” I admitted. “Actually, I’m still aroused from when we were downstairs.”
“Oh yeah?” Jade’s finger curled around inside me, stroking along my sensitive G-spot and eliciting a moan from me. “When I told you you were going to be getting yours pierced?”
I nodded.
“I thought so. Naughty little bitch you are,” Jade teased. “Getting off on the thought of all those piercings.” Her finger slipped out of me, now seeking out my sensitive clit. “Who’d have thought, Mrs prim and proper housewife getting all horny at the thought of a clit piercing.”
I lay back, revelling in Jade’s soft touch between my legs. “I think I’m leaving her behind,” I sighed happily. “You’ve…”
“Corrupted you?” She shuffled closer to me, pressing herself against me as she stroked my clit. “Ruined you?”
I laughed. “You’ve shown me something I never knew I wanted, Mistress. And now… now I need it.”
“Of course you do,” she whispered in my ear. “Be careful though, it’s addictive. Once I’m done with you, you won’t be able to go back to your old life.” Her finger expertly stroked me, my swollen clit throbbing under her soft touch.
“I don’t think I want to, Mistress.” It was mostly my arousal talking, but I felt like I meant it. It was time to leave Mrs Prim and Proper behind. “I want to be your pet. I want you to do all these things to me. Make me yours,” I panted, the feeling between my legs getting intense now.
“Are you sure?” Jade whispered, her finger speeding up. “I’m going to pierce you. Tattoo you. Mark you as mine in a way that won’t fade. But I want you to want it.”
“I want it,” I whimpered. “Please. I want it so bad.”
“Shh…” Jade gently bit my earlobe. “Don’t talk. Just cum. Cum for me.”
That was all I needed. ”Oh fuck!” I cried out as my body spasmed, a powerful orgasm tearing through me.
“That’s it, Pet,” Jade whispered as I came, her finger still slowly stroking me. “Cum for me. Be mine.”
“I am yours…” I panted as my orgasm subsided. “All yours… thank you, Mistress.”
I must have dozed off; I remember Jade’s arm draped over me, embracing me as I came down from my orgasm, cuddling me and whispering sweet words in my ear. But as I came round, Jade was sitting on the edge of my bed, fully dressed again.
“Oh.” I sat up in the bed, foggy with sleep. “I must have dozed off. I’m sorry.”
Jade laughed. “It’s okay, Pet. I’ve run you ragged today. You’ve been through a lot. Get yourself some rest.”
She shuffled closer to me, reaching over to kiss my head. “I need to go now, though. And I expect you need some time to yourself. I’ll be in touch, okay?”
“Um, of course. Uh, thank you for today.” An unfamiliar throbbing in my nipples reminded me of something. “Oh, what do I owe you for today?” I waved vaguely at my body; despite everything we’d done, I still felt the need to keep my breasts covered with the bedsheet. “For the piercings, I mean.”
Jade shook her head. “Nah, it didn’t cost anything. Mario and I do little favours for each other all the time. It was nothing.” She grinned. “It was as much for my enjoyment as yours anyway.”
I flushed a little at that, remembering. She really had been having fun at Mario’s.
Jade stood up. “Anyway, I’ll talk to you later, okay?”
“Um, Jade, uh, sorry, Mistress?”
She paused. “Mmm?”
“I just wanted to say. Um. All those things I said. About you doing these things to me, and, um…” I couldn’t say the words. “I just want you to know I meant it. I love what you’re doing. I want more.”
Jade stepped back to me, looming over me in the bed. She leaned down and kissed the top of my head. “Thank you, pet. That means a lot.”
I lay back in my bed as I watched her walk out the door, letting out a happy sigh as I heard the front door open and close in the hall below me.
It felt right to call her my Mistress.