Student Lesbian BDSM

She walked over to the wardrobe on the other side of the room and retrieved two pieces of rope and a huge strap-on dildo.

“Let’s get rid of your panties,” Erica said pulling them down to the ground and helping me step out of them. “Get up on the bed on all fours,” she commanded. I did as I was told, not wanting to displease her any more. I felt a piece of rope being tied around each of my ankles.

“Spread your legs as wide as they go.”

My ankles were tied to the bed posts leaving my most private area completely exposed to Erica. I heard her unzipping her skirt and then the click of the fastener on the dildo.

“Look at your little pink cunt glistening. It’s so wet I’m not even going to use lube. Try not to scream too loudly!” Erica taunted.

I was absolutely soaking. I wanted her to fuck me so badly but I was still terrified. I felt so powerless and so exposed. I had no control over the situation but to my surprise I didn’t want any.

I felt my pussy spread by the very tip of the dildo. It was so wide; surely it would never fit inside of me! Slowly she began to slide in and out. Not going in deep at all but I still felt like I was being gradually ripped apart.

Her hands reached for my waist and her grip grew firmer after a few more minutes of slow pumping. Suddenly she jerked her hips forward and pulled my hips back onto her. I collapsed onto the bed and screamed loudly in ecstasy. My arms could no longer hold me up. For the first time I felt my skin touch hers.

She fucked me harder and harder, each time pushing in the full way and pulling me back onto her. I lay on the bed helplessly moaning. I could hear my own breathing becoming faster. Then I climaxed: my whole body shook and I let out a long, throaty moan that I never knew I had in me.

“Anna!” Erica shouted angrily, “Did you just come?” pulling the dildo out immediately.

“….yes Erica,” I replied nervously. I didn’t understand.

“Do you not remember what I said? You must always ask my permission!” said Erica still sounding annoyed.

“I’m sorry, I forgot,” I replied pleadingly.

“I think a spanking would help you remember,” Erica said seriously.

When she said the word spanking a rush of excitement ran through my body. I knew well enough that if Erica were to spank me it would definitely hurt but it would be worth it just to feel her touch.

“You understand don’t you Anna? bad girls need to be punished so they learn how to behave. Don’t they?”

“Yes Erica,” I agreed nervously.

Once again I heard the sound of the fastener on her strap-on and the sound of her heels on the wooden floor. I could feel the anticipation building inside me as walked back towards me. She undid the rope around my ankles deliberately slowly sensing my nerves and intensifying them. I hoped the spanking wouldn’t be this slow and painful.

“Get up,” Erica ordered.

I did so immediately. The tone of her voice was not to be argued with. She stood in front of me now wearing only her underwear, heels and unbuttoned shirt leaving her sumptuous cleavage clearly visible. Beside her I felt so inferior. Erica was tall and striking, the ‘charm’ people often said there was about me seemed irrelevant in comparison.

She retrieved a high-backed chair from the other side of the room, set it down in front of me and sat down.

“Turn back around and bend over.”

I bent at the waist pushing my rear out to be inspected critically by Erica.

“Spread your legs just a little,” she said forcing her hand between my tightly shut legs.

I was reluctant to comply but thought better and spread my legs obediently. I felt my pussy begin to drip inevitably over Erica’s perfectly manicured fingers.

SLAP! I gasped loudly at the force she struck me. I was struggling to stay on my feet.

“Turn around Anna,” she said in a stern voice. “And clean my fingers,” she added forcing them into my mouth making me taste my own juices. To my surprise it tasted quite pleasant, sweet almost.

“Over my knee,” Erica insisted.

I approached her cautiously only to have her grab my arm, pull me closer and throw me effortlessly across her lap.

For a moment I lay there breathlessly comforted by one of Erica’s hands firmly around my waist and the other rubbing my ass soothingly.

The first spank came unexpectedly causing me to suddenly arch my back and squeal but she continued pitilessly. I squirmed and wriggled desperately trying to free myself but she held me firmly.

After the first twenty spanks or so I gave up fighting and resigned myself to Erica’s wrath. She began to strike me harder and harder. I could feel my ass burning a bright red and the stinging intensified.

I lay helplessly across her lap crying out after each slap. Soon I felt tears begin to rain down on my cheeks as the spanks rained down on my ass.

SLAP! “Don’t,” SLAP! “Forget,” SLAP! “To,” SLAP! “Ask,” SLAP! “Permission!” Erica shouted.

“I won’t,” I cried, “….Please Erica, please stop!”

“Count!” she ordered mercilessly. Something unfamiliar hit my ass.

“Ugh! One,” I moaned.

By the time I got to six my numbers became unrecognisable through my tears and moans. On the tenth and last stroke she loosened her grip on my waist and I fell clumsily unto the floor.

Before I had a chance to catch my breath Erica was on the floor beside me cradling me in her arms.

“Sssh, Anna,” she whispered softly while pulling me into an upright position.

I lay back in her arms clinging on to her shirt like a small child. It was unbelievable how safe she made me feel during and after my spanking and how wet. It had hurt like hell but I almost didn’t want it to stop. I longed to be near her.

She began to massage my clit in small circles. It didn’t take long before I was ready to come. This time I didn’t forget to ask.

A huge orgasm rushed through my body and sent shivers down my spine. I moaned and whimpered as Erica pressed her lips against mine in a long passionate kiss that left me gasping for breath.

“Erica?” I asked looking pleadingly down at her crotch again.

“Yes, Anna you can,” Erica laughed.

I reached down and pulled her panties to her ankles then got between her legs on my hands and knees. My ass which was still red stuck up in the air as I ran my tongue over her pussy tasting her juices. They tasted different to my own they were musky, tangy and unsurprisingly in abundance. I finished cleaning up the outside and moved to the inside plunging my tongue in deep and occasionally moving to suck hard on her clit. After a few repetitions she came hard covering my face with her juices.

“Oh Aahnnnaaa!” she moaned breathily.

After a moment Erica began to laugh, “Look at the state of you! If you’re a good girl I might let you come in the bath!”