“NO Mistress’s but would you please tie me down like yesterday please tie your slut down”
She begged Jayne.
“ Very well slut, get yourself over the table,” Jayne told her.
Nasreen couldn’t get herself over the table quick enough, Jayne tied her down and told her.
“Left your head and open your mouth wide my dirty slut”
Nasreen did as she was told, she didn’t even think about it anymore, she just did what she was told or asked of her, as she held her mouth open and Jayne put a ball gag in her mouth and buckled it tightly behind her head. Nasreen had no idea what it was but it made her feel even more submissive and to her Mistress’s mercy. Jayne picked up the belt and fold it over and held it over her shoulder and looked down at Nasreen's big brown round arse it was the perfect shape it made Jayne wet just looking at her. She bought the belt down hard and listened to Nasreen’s muffled scream over the ball gag, as watched Nasreen's bottom wobble from the strike and right away a red stripe appeared across her, right where the belt had made contact with her bottom, even as Nasreen was struggling to get her breath from the first blow, she manages to say
“ One Thank you, Mistress” Muffled as it was.
Jayne belted her over and over again each time waited for Nasreen to count and thank her. When they reached the 19th strike, Jayne told her
“Brass yourself my filthy little pain whore”
Nasreen didn’t speak but just nodded her head. Jayne adjusted her stand and pulled her arm back and then released the hardest blow yet, Nasreen screamed into the ball gag and her tears today left 2 pools where they had fallen on the table and she was still labouring after the last blow breath, Jayne caressed her stripe covered bottom and stroked her hair while Jayne told her, she was a good girl for taking her punishment, Jayne reached under and pushed her fingers into Nasreen’s soaking wet pussy and said
“You are a little pain whore aren’t you, look at you, you're dripping wet. Wait here I will be right back.”
Nasreen waited there still tied down to the table, she thought about what Mistress had just said because she didn’t even know how wet she had gotten from the belting until Mistress had mentioned it, maybe she was a pain whore.
Mistress came back knelt behind and pulled Nasreen's bum cheeks open and spat on her butthole and rubbed it into her butthole while pushing her thumb into her butt, she repeated this over and over again until her thumb was sliding in with ease and Nasreen was moaning like a bitch on heat. Jayne picked up a buttplug and started to push it in Nasreen’s butthole, groaned over the ball gag but it didn’t stop Jayne until it was well bedded in. She stood up and walked around the table and unbuckled her ball gag. Lift her and looked into Nasreen's eyes d*unk on lust and horness as she asked
“ How does that feel in your butthole my pious hijabi whore?”
“ Heavenly Mistress, it feels so full and whatever you have put in there it feels at home.”
She told her Mistress, as her Mistress kissed her and bit on Nasreen’s lip and told her.
“I have another treat for my greedy submissive Pakistani slut”
She walked behind Nasreen and parted her wet pussy lips and rubbed the end of her strapon but Nasreen thought it was the dildo from yesterday, little did she know this was a big 8-inch dildo thicker and as the head popped in she gasped at the way it stretched her further open and then felt Mistress gripped her hips and Nasreen popped wide open and with head lifted off the table, Mistress thrust hard and deep into her, she was so wet the whole thing was right into the hilt and Nasreen gave out across between a moan and scream of pleasure and pain it hurt hell and this dildo was in places nothing had been before, she went as stiff as body hoping her stretch pussy adjust to the thickness and depths this monster had gone, but she didn’t want Mistress to pull out even though it hurt like hell, it felt so good it was the best sort of pain ever.
The only thing to come from Nasreen was
“MISTRESSSSSsssssssssssssssssssssss”
Jayne grinning to herself slowly pulled back until just the tip was sitting against her cunt hole and Jayne rammed it all back in as Nasreen let out a moan and a scream, Nasreen in that single shaft almost came. The way it stretch cunt it was so much bigger than her ex-husband and the way it rubbed the thing Mistress had pushed into her butt, as Mistress built up a rhythm, Nasreen found herself pushing back on this beast savagely brutalizing her inside, it so bad but felt so good, she wanted more and more and she was now pushing back harder then her Mistress was pushing in, her Mistress reached out and took a good grip of hair and told her.
“ I am going to stay still now and I want you fuck yourself on my strapon cock, that it my greedy desperate cock starved slut.”
Nasreen rammed her own cunt back hard impaling herself and making sure it rubbed against the thing in her butthole sending an unbelievable wave of pleasure through her body, she want to tell her Mistress she was cumming but what came out of her mouth was a mix of Urdu Punjabi and English, they where just words and it was just as well as some of them were not nice words about her Mistress, but neither she wouldn’t have made any sense of them, they just words. Jayne didn’t need to understand them, she knew from ready her body that Pakistani Lesbain whore had an orgasm and now stroked her hair as Nasreen lay on the table struggling to catch her breath and crying, but these tears were tears of joy and Mistress whispered in her ear.
“Nasreen my beautiful Pakistani whore today you are going to keep this buttplug in you till you come to me tomorrow.
Nasreen lay their mouth open stunned as Jayne untied her from the table and pulled her in close and cuddled her. Nasreen was still in shock as she lifted her head and in almost a whisper asked.
“Mistress when you said to keep in until tomorrow, did you mean all day today and night until I am here with you again?”
“Yes my Hijabi pussy licker, consider this your first day of anal training on your way to becoming anal addicted whore.”
Jayne smiled at her,
“Please No Mistress is so Haram (sinful), not even a Muslim husband should do that with his wife”
She begged her Mistress, Jayne smiled kindly and brushed the hairs of her face very sweetly reminding her,
“Did you just for me to make you into the sort of Pakistani slut whore wanted and needed you to be?”
Nasreen seemed to sink back to her submissive state hearing her own words. Nasreen was still looking at her Mistress and said.
“ Yes Mistress, sorry for questioning you”
Jayne knew at that moment she had just where she wanted her, she was going do things she has never even dreamt of.
Nasreen had some worries that had nothing to do with this newfound lust for sex, orgasms and how her body has been feeling like it was fire but so alive she never knew she could feel like these sorts of things existed and especially for her, Jayne had helped discover so much about her own body and the things she didn’t even know she wanted or needed. She thought maybe she could help her a little more and she took a deep breath and asked Jayne.
“ Jayne I have a question, sorry that is wrong it is more a request for help?”
Jayne looked a little worried but with a very caring voice asked
“What is it Nasreen”
This was not Mistress and slut now it was two friends two lovers. Nasreen looked at Jayne and told her all about herself and how she was worried about herself and the kids.
“Jayne I spend all the money I got from my divorce on the house and the second hand and I only have 6 months worth of payments and expenses for the family, I’m going to need to find a job that I can do while the kids are at school. I don’t know any here other than you and I don’t even have any skills or degree or job experience will you help me?”
“ Oh sweety of course I will try for you”
She hugged Nasreen as she rattled her brain and as if a light bulb had gone off in her head, she remembered someone who owed her a favour and pushed Nasreen away from her and looked at Nasreen, and told her
“ I Know someone who might be able to help you, how do feel about a cleaning job it will be some mornings and some afternoons?”
Nasreen kissed Jayne’s face all over and said
“Yes Yes Yes the time will be perfect and I don’t mind cleaning at all”
“Hang on it is in people’s homes they are elderly men and women and you will not be able to wear your abaya or your niqab because of their age they would feel more at ease but you will be ok with your hijab will you be ok with that?”
She told Nasreen,
“Yes Mistress I will because will not be doing that so much for me my children”
Nasreen told Jayne.
“Good I will my friend a ring tonight.”
Jayne told her, they got up and Jayne put her bathrobe on and Nasreen was putting her clothes on both women kissed and Nasreen left to go home and get on with cleaning her own house, as she got to her door there was a package in her porch she picked up and took it in. She put it on the kitchen counter and took her abaya off and got a knife to open it. As soon as she read the invoice inside she stopped where she was and thought this was not the place to open this. She took it up in her bedroom and placed it on the bed and she took everything out of the boxes and the packaging and laid them out on the bed.
She tried not to think about the things, once everything was laid out. The thing that seemed to be staring back at her was the big 8-inch dildo she remembered how good that had felt when Mistress fucked her with it and it made her pussy clenched and she felt butthole that was a very pleasant surprise. She quickly picked up the toys because she knew she would be tempted to use them and Mistress had told she was not to play with herself.
She looked at the bras and thongs, the thongs would barely cover the big round bottom and those bras would do nothing to support her big breasts her nipples would be above the cups and rub against anything she wore over them and would easily be visible to everyone.
Then the strange thing of all happened for the time in her life. Not only did it turn her on at the thought of being seen and it may turn others on seeing her hard nipples looking at them and she wanted them to see them and her, she smiled at herself and picked up the quarter-cup white lace bra and panties and put them to one side and put everything else away, and thought I will wear these for MIstress and it will good surprise for her. |
