Sarah was 42, but Sarah had a great body and she was hot, and she knew it, when she walked into bars everyone looked and she knew that as well.
Sarah was rich, well Sarah's husband was rich, and well over 60 but hey he enjoyed her body and her company and she enjoyed the freedom he gave her.
Sarah had a passion, a fetish, a kink; Sarah adored young dominant ladies, the younger and more dominant the better; she loved nothing more than a hot young total bitch.
Mainly Sarah indulged her fantasies in here head, watching porn and ramming her soaking cunt with various large sex toys; however now and again she got to play for real, mainly in clubs and always some distance from her home; whilst she knew she had the freedom to play her kink was not to be broadcast locally.
As she lay on her bed watching the video screen of a sexy dominant in her early 20's riding the face of an older woman, Sarah forced the hard thick black dildo deep into her pussy, harder and faster as the girl on the screen ground her body down onto the older womans face mercilessly.
Then the phone rang, Sarah swore, it had beeped three times with texts, now it was ringing, who the fuck was being so annoying.
She grabbed it, the mood broken and looked at the screen, her fucking husband.
Answering the phone she spoke brusquely
'what, I am busy for fucks sake'
As always his patient voice on the other end didn't rise even one decibel at her comment.
'Yes darling I am sure, but I have left some papers in my study and I need them urgently'
Sarah laughed
'yeh well I am not bringing them to your office, traffic is shit and parking worse'
Hubby smiled
'I know, my new assistant is on her way to collect them, just show her into my study and she will find them, her name is Tammy and she should be with you very soon maybe in the next couple of minutes'
Sarah snapped down the phone
'for fucks sake you could have given me more notice'
Again he smiled
'I did try darling, I texted you but clearly you didn't hear the phone be nice to Tammy please she is only 19 and not been driving long so don’t give her any grief'
Sarah laughed
‘nah I will save that for you later, now let me get dressed so I don’t shock your fucking staff’
Disconnecting the call Sarah stood up, looking down at her body she smiled the name Tammy sticking in her head, the last Tammy she had met had been Mistress Tamara Steel a stunning black young dominant she had met at a club, a St Trinians school uniform party and this hot young total bitch had been spanking her, and then fucked her over and over with a strapon before making her eat her black cunt for hours.
As she recalled the evening Sarah started to get wet between her legs again, running her fingers down her body she thought about playing again till she heard the door bell.
She grimaced and deciding that there was little point in getting dressed just to let in his assistant, so she quickly pulled on a pair of joggers and a T shirt and went to the door.
Opening it she stood in total silence staring into the face of Mistress Tamara Steel; no school uniform, just a smart black skirt and a white blouse over a pair of dark tights and low heels.
Sarah was unable to speak and Tammy spoke first
‘Mrs Lewis, I am Tamara and your husband has asked me to pick up a file for him’
Sarah mumbled
‘come in Tammy, I will show you to his study’
As she led the younger woman into the house she hoped in her mind that the girl did not recognise her as the slave that had been at her feet only three weeks ago.
Tammy carried a small briefcase into the study and Sarah let her go in alone, she wanted as little contact with the girl as possible not wanting to be recognised.
Then as she saw Tammy close the door to the study her mind again raced back to the night at the club, remembering the 5ft 11 tall slim hot deep ebony body of the girl, and then she gasped remembering that the girl had made a point of telling her how she had started a new job and how it had taken her less than two hours to have her elderly male boss licking and kissing her young black arse hole.
Sarah turned away from the door, surely not, surely she had not enslaved her husband as she had enslaved her at the club.
Then the door opened and it was not Tammy but Mistress Tamara that steppe from the study, gone was the smart business skirt, back was the school girl outfit, exactly as it had been in the club, the tiny tartan skirt, the white blouse over the black bra, the loose tie and the white socks and pumps.
As Sarah looked Tammy spoke
‘strip you fucking old cunt, get on your fucking knees and crawl to me, crawl to me like the fucking worthless old white bitch you are, crawl to me like you did in the club, and crawl to me like you will now do many many times in the future’.
Sarah stared, then in silence pulled the T shirt off over her head, pulling down the joggers she dropped to her knees and then onto her hands and knees and crawled towards her Mistress.
As she reached the black girls feet Tammy spoke again
‘on your fucking back, roll over like a fucking dog you cunt’
Sarah obeyed without question and then as she lay there Tammy lowered herself down onto Sarah's face, grinding her soaking wet cunt onto Sarah's face, Sarah could taste spunk, she knew Tammy had been fucked and recently, her mind raced, surely not her husband, surely this girl had not come to her home full of his spunk.
Then Tammy lifted off her face slightly, looking down at Sarah she spoke
‘now you fucking cunt, phone your husband and tell him he owes me one thousand pounds’
Sarah gasped
‘what ?’
Tammy laughed
‘yeh I made a bet with him that I could get you to clean his spunk from me, he said never you didn’t like girls, so he bet me a grand and I promised him my body for a whole year anytime he wanted it if I lost; but since I saw your picture on his desk three days ago I knew I couldn’t lose; now ring him cunt’
Sarah said nothing, raising her phone she dialled her husbands number.
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