Date: Sat, 29 Nov 2008 10:23:08 -0800 (PST)
From: Jan None <janmay699@yahoo.com>
Subject: Black Dom (lesbian/authoritarian, f/F)

Warning:

This story is a work of fiction and contains
descriptions of explicit sexual acts of domination
between women.  If this type of content offends you
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                      Black Dom
                         By
                        Jan

	Ivy is a classical dominant bitch from Nevada.
She is very tall. She stands six-feet three in stocking
feet.  She is a very attractive woman too.  She
actually worked in the Las Vegas Tropicana Folies
Bergere until she gained five pounds and could not
lose it without resorting to bulimia.  As her figure
filled out she resorted to working off the strip in a
strip joint that expected the girls to do lap dances
for patrons where the John's pulled their cocks out
and the dancers fucked them right there in the
booths.

	What can you say about a woman that has
40DD-34-44 measurements and still is not chubby?
She has a natural golden hue flesh tone and beautiful
chocolate brown areolas that are the diameter of tea
saucers.  Her hair is long and she takes very good
care of it to make it as soft and relaxed as she can.
Her hair has a natural reddish hue to the black color
and her eyes are a shocking ski-blue color.  She
shaves her pubic area because she does not like the
fact that her pubic hair has that tight nappy look of
blacks.  She does carry herself proudly and not
afraid to wear five-inch heels.

	One afternoon she stopped at a Great American
Hamburger joint to get something to eat.  The girl
that waited on her was mesmerized by her height and
good looks just as much as she was by her delicate
beauty.

	The waitress was a sweet looking little blue
eyed blond that was barely five-feet tall.  She was a
perfectly proportioned size 2.  Her hair was up and
stuffed in a cap.  So Ivy could not tell how long her
hair was.  She checked out the name tag, Carrie, and
made sure she addressed her by name a couple of
times to make sure she would remember it.

	Carrie assumed she was a show girl and asked
her what show she was in.  Ivy didn't care to tell her
she was working in a sleazy strip joint.  She simply
said that she used to work at the Tropicana.  Carrie
wanted to chat longer but could not do so without
drawing the ire of the manager.  Ivy asked her when
she was off duty.  Carrie told her the time she would
get off work.

	Ivy made a point of being there when Carrie got
off work.  When she came out the back door she got
out of her car to draw her attention.  How could
Carrie miss a black woman standing 6-foot 8?  She
ran to greet her.  She had removed her cap and her
long blond hair was hanging almost down to her waist.
She looked so young in her red and white stripped
short dress with the white apron.

	Ivy invited her to take a ride with her.  Carrie
agreed and ran around the car to get in the passenger
side.  Ivy was driving a silver BMW coupe.  That way
her air-conditioner could keep the car cool.  She only
had a few hours before she would have to be at work
but she wanted to get to know this innocent looking
girl.

	She drove to a private golf course and parked
on the north side of some trees for the shade.  She
wanted to know all about this girl.  If she were to
guess she would have guessed that she was a Mormon
girl.  Sure enough when Carrie started talking about
herself she found out that she was a member of the
Latter Day Saints from Cider City, Utah.

	Ivy asked her if she minded if she smoked and
Carrie didn't object at all so she lit up a cigarette and
took a deep drag before blowing the smoke towards
the ceiling.  When she offered to let Carrie try it
Carrie coughed uncontrollably for awhile.  Ivy rolled
down her window and tossed her cigarette out.  She
had to get to work soon so Carrie told her where she
lived north of 'Old Town' with a group of her fellow
Mormon girls.

	Like so many girls living way from the
supervision of their parents these girls didn't pick up
after themselves so the place was cluttered with
discarded clothes, beds unmade and unwashed dishes
in the sink.  Some of them still dressed like they had
been taught.  Dresses down to the ankle, arms
covered, collars high and hair up or braded.  They
quoted from the book constantly.  Others rebelled
against the restrictions they had been taught.

	Carrie was not about to tell her roommates
about the black woman she was seeing because
regardless of current teachings they still did not
believe blacks were worthy of the word of the
prophets.

	They both had Wednesdays and Thursdays off
from work.  That allowed them to visit places Carrie
had never seen like the Hoover Dam, south rim of the
Grand Canyon and Indian reservations.  Eventually Ivy
told Carrie that she was a lesbian and how much she
wanted to make love to her.

	Carrie struggled with that revelation for a few
days before she reasoned that if she were to try
lesbian sex and decided it was not for her no one
need ever know.  She agreed to spend a couple of
days with Ivy.

	When she arrived at Ivy's apartment and the
door was opened she was greeted by Ivy in a dark
see-through negligee.  She knew Ivy had a great body
but had never seen what she looked like naked
before.  The areolas were as large as tea saucers and
they were the color of dark chocolate.  She could see
that her pussy was shaved clean.  She assumed that
was because of being a stripper.

	Ivy led her to a love seat and sat down next to
her.  She was nervous and lit up a cigarette.  Carrie
was used to her smoking by that time.  She was ready
to try smoking again.  Ivy held it to her lips to allow
her to take a drag.  After a few tries she was able to
take the smoke into her lungs without coughing.

	This time when they kissed Carrie didn't object
to the smell and taste in Ivy's mouth.  Ivy wrapped
her arm around the delicate body of her guest as she
kissed her.  While she was probing Carrie's mouth she
slipped her big hand into Carrie's blouse and inside
her bra to cup her sweet little 34B tit.

	Carrie held her breath while this Amazon felt
her tit.  It was not like the rough groupings of
teenaged boys.  This was a gentle and very warm
feeling as her flesh was kneaded gently.  She did not
resist when Ivy removed her clothes.

	When Ivy had her as naked as the day she had
been born she admired the body of her little friend.
Her breasts were perfectly shaped and the pinkish
areolas were like little tits on top of her creamy
white tits.  Her blond pubic hairs were so fine and
delicate that from a short distance it was almost
invisible.

	It was her goal to make Carrie's first lesbian
encounter so pleasant that she would be hooked on
sex for the rest of her life.  She was still hugging her
while she reamed her ear with her tongue before
licking her way down her neck to replace her hands
with her mouth.  She sucked on the flesh and nipples
until Carrie's nipples hurt from the touch.  It was only
when Carrie tried to push her big head away from her
tits that she slipped to the floor in front of her and
licked her way down the creamy skin to her navel and
on down to the thin hairs.  She parted Carrie's legs
and placed them over her shoulders.

	When Ivy placed her mouth on Carrie's pussy,
the girl laced her fingers through Ivy's hair and
gripped it as she felt the big pink tongue probing her
opening.  She could not believe the feeling she felt
when her tongue touched her little clit.  When Ivy
centered in on her virgin pussy, she started having
little climaxes that continued to build until she came.
She was quivering like someone suffering from
hypothermia.  She actually blacked out for a short
time but she had no way of knowing how long she had
been out.  When she recovered, Ivy helped her to her
feet and led her to her bedroom.

	Carrie had never seen a bedroom like Ivy's.  The
walls were dark red and the silk bedspread was a
pinkish purple.  Everything was gold and the deep rug
was dark purple.  Carrie had never imagined anything
like this before.  She allowed Ivy to pick her up like a
child and place her in the middle of the bed before
she removed her negligee and stood there allowing
the girl to take in all of her Amazon beauty.

	That is just what Carrie thought she looked like.
She could picture her dressed like a Greek Goddess
in bronze armor.  She thought it was a crime to hide
those beautiful tits behind clothes though.  When Ivy
parted her legs a little Carrie could see that her labia
were the same chocolate color as her areolas.  She
didn't know what they were called and she had never
seen a clit sticking out from under the labia like that.

	Ivy mounted the bed and started kissing Carrie
again.  This time Carrie could actually taste the acrid
juices of her own pussy on the face of her Amazon
lover.  She had never imagined anything so erotic
before.

	Ivy deliberately did not try to force her to do
anything to her for fear of turning Carrie off.

	Carrie was curious to find out what the big
brown tits felt like and placed her hands on both of
them while she was still tasting her own pussy on the
face of Ivy.  Her breasts were big and firm to her
touch.  The nipples sprang back like rubber when she
bent them this way and that.  She sucked on them for
the longest time before she actually smelled the
aroma emitted by Ivy's pussy.

	She had never smelled anything like it before.
It was a combination of an acrid urine smell and a
sweetness she could not put a name to.  She worked
her way down Ivy's body until she was lying between
those magnificent thighs.  She had never dreamed of
actually kissing a pussy before but at that moment
she could not have stopped even if her parents were
watching.  She found that she could actually suck on
her clit like it was a little prick.  She sucked on Ivy's
pussy until she felt her climax and she tasted the
juices leaking out of her pussy.

	They made love several times that night and the
next day.  When Ivy was comfortable that Carrie was
educated in the way of lesbian sex, she started
showing her the ways she liked to dominate other
women.  She showed Carrie her collection of items
she liked to use when she was dominating her
submissive women or girls.  There was a variety of
platform boots.  Some were like riding boots, others
laced almost up to her crotch.  Most of her boots
were black but some were red.  There were corsets in
leather with built in push up bras, leather garter
belts, halter tops that allowed her to expose her
nipples and most of her tits.  She also had leather
dog collars for her sex slaves.  There was a variety of
objects to amuse them with.

	Carrie had never seen anything like them before
but she found them very sexually arousing.  She was
not ready to try them that weekend.  She had to
think about it for awhile first.  The next time they
spent a weekend together, she was willing to try out
some of the things.  Ivy put on her sexy black boots
that came up as high as nylons would have reached.
Then she put on one of her leather corsets called a
merry widow because of the stays sewn into it that
made it impossible to bend over at the waist.  The
corset did nothing to hide her big tits.  She even
applied a little lipstick to her areolas to make them
look sexier.

	Ivy placed a collar around Carrie's neck that
locked in place with a chrome heart shaped lock.  She
attached a leash and made Carrie kneel in front of
her and suck her pussy.  She made Carrie lick her
asshole.  That came as a shock to her but after she
started she did not stop until Ivy pushed her away.
When Ivy was satisfied that Carrie was properly
trained she invited her to spend their days off at a
cove on Lake Mead with her.

	When Ivy got off work on Wednesday morning
she picked up Carrie and she drove them past
Henderson to a private gated cove that was hidden
from the road.  As soon as they got to the cabin they
unloaded the car and settled in.  They took off their
clothes and put on bikinis before they took a stroll
down to the lake.  Ivy could not resist placing her left
hand on Carrie's butt and slipping her long fingers
between the cheeks of her ass.  She slipped the
string of the bikini bottom aside and tickled her
asshole.

	Not to be outdone Carrie placed her right hand
on Ivy's big brown ass and dug her fingers into her
chocolate colored asshole.  They stopped now and
then to kiss as they watched the sun coming up in the
east.  Even that early in the morning it was warm
enough that the cool lake water felt good as they
waded knee deep in water.  Ivy stuck her big tongue
deep into Carrie's mouth.  Then she grasped one of
her tits.

	They lost their balance and fell into the water.
When they sat up they laughed before they removed
their tops and started kissing all over again.  Ivy
untied the bikini bottom on one hip to expose her
pussy.  Then she placed her hand on the back of
Carrie's head and pulled her head down between her
legs and forced her to stick her tongue into her big
brown cunt.

	Carrie held her breath as long as she could but
she didn't want to stop pleasing her mistress.
Eventually she had to breathe but her head was being
held under water.  When she opened her mouth to
take in air, water rushed down her throat and she
choked as a gag reflex.  Ivy pulled her head up and
slapped her on the back to make her breathe.  When
she stopped coughing, Ivy placed her mouth over
Carrie's and blew the air in her lungs right into
Carrie's lungs.  When Carrie surrendered and allowed
her lungs to be filled with the air from Ivy's lungs she
felt a chill as if her life was totally in the hands of
the stronger woman.  Ivy picked her up like she was a
child and carried her to the water's edge and placed
her on the damp sand and sat down next to her with
the bottom of her bikini dangling from one leg.  She
removed Carrie's bikini top and bottom.

	Carrie felt so exposed outdoors totally naked.
She had never worn a bikini before and that had been
embarrassing enough.  She looked around as if
expecting to see someone watching them.  Ivy had
told her it was a private beach but she had a hard
time accepting that.  It never dawned on her that it
would be more likely that a boat on the lake would
pass the cove.

	When Ivy had her totally naked she wrapped
her left arm around her body and while Carrie tilted
her head back she kissed her hard and used her right
hand to squeeze her left tit.  She stuck her tongue in
Carrie's mouth while she reached down and ran her
fingers gently up and down her pubic mound feeling
the fine hairs slip through her fingers before she
slipped her middle finger between the folds of her
labia.  She gently toyed with the little clit and felt
Carrie hold her breath because she was still new to
having someone masturbate her.  It was so sexually
stimulating that she was quivering from head to toe.

	Ivy broke the kiss and leaned over and spread
Carrie's legs a little more so that she could place her
head between her small girlfriend's legs and smell her
pussy.  The water had soaked both of them good and
Carrie smelled very clean.  She licked the damp hairs
on her pussy, until her tongue worked its way into the
opening of her pussy and she found her little clit.
What had started out as a gentle stimulation became
a frantic race to make her cum.  Carrie could not
believe the feelings Ivy was arousing in her.  When
her climax subsided she felt as weak as a baby.
When she opened her eyes Ivy carried her back to
the cabin.

	When they were inside Carrie felt a little
better about not being exposed in public.  Ivy
retrieved a canvas bag she had brought along and
showed Carrie her toys.  She picked up an item and
showed it to her young guest.  She held it up and
asked Carrie if she knew what it was.

	Carrie didn't have a clue what the object was.
Ivy stroked the pink latex object that looked like a
potato masher used in a conical strainer with a
bleached horse hair tail about three feet long.  Ivy
held the object by the tail and slapped the rubber
object in the palm of her other hand.  "I always
wanted a palomino pony as a child.  Today you are
going to be my pony."

	Carrie suddenly understood what the object was
going to be used for.  She watched as Ivy greased up
the butt plug.  When Ivy was satisfied that it was
greasy enough she approached Carrie and while she
bent over to kiss her again she reached around her
small body and stuck a greasy finger into her asshole
and wiggled her finger around.  Then she aimed the
plug at the tiny pink asshole and forced it into the
girl's butt.  The sphincter resisted the invasion of the
foreign object but stretched out to accommodate the
thing.  When the widest part entered, the sphincter
closed in around the tapered base.  That left the tail
dangling between her legs.  The pain of the object in
her butt brought tears to Carrie's eyes.

	Ivy announced that all well trained ponies had
fancy bridles and pulled out a leather bridle designed
to be strapped around a human head.  In the place
where a horse would have a metal bit was a red
rubber ball that would fill Carrie's mouth.  Ivy slipped
the harness over Carrie's head and forced the boll
into her mouth before buckling it tightly to her head.
She flipped the reins over her head.  She pulled
Carrie's blond hair out from under the bridle and
draped it over her right shoulder.

	While Carrie watched, Ivy sat down and put on
her boots and one of her leather corsets.  She was
assuming her role as a dominatrix as if her size was
not intimidating enough.  She selected a cigar and
removed the cellophane from it.  She smelled it and
rolled it between her fingers.  While she was standing
behind Carrie she reached around her body and stuck
the butt end up Carrie's pussy and rolled it around to
moisten it.  When she was satisfied that it was moist
enough she pulled it out of her cunt and smelled it
again.  Then she put it in her mouth and lit it with a
wooden match.  She blew the smoke in Carrie's face.

	While she was holding the cigar in her mouth
she picked up a riding crop and flicked Carrie's butt.
The moment she did that a red angry mark appeared
on her ass.  While she held the reins she made Carrie
trot around the room.  When she allowed Carrie to
rest she made her get down on all fours.  There was
no way the tiny girl could support the full weight of
Ivy's body but Ivy did straddle her body and sit on
her ass.  Just in case Carrie had forgotten about the
plug in her ass, Ivy reached behind her and pushed
and pulled on the tail enough to make Carrie's
sphincter stretch a little.

	Carrie had never been treated like that before
but she had surrendered her body to her love and
was willing to endure anything to please her.  She
knew her reward would be the most satisfying sex
she would ever feel.  When Ivy removed the bridle
her jaw hurt from being held open for so long.  When
the tail plug was pulled out there was not only the
pain, she felt emptiness.  Her asshole was swollen and
purple looking.  It was gaping open.

	Ivy leaned over and blew some of her cigar
smoke into the hole.  When she lifted her head the
smoke drifted out of the opening.

	Ivy sat on the edge of a chair and placed two
fingers on either side of her vulva and told Carrie,
"Come and get it!"

	Carrie crawled to her and sucked on her labia
while she moved her head up and down.  When she
smashed her face against the wet pussy she found
her nose being rubbed against that inflamed clit while
her tongue sought out the opening to her vagina.  She
sucked, licked and blew air into the opening until Ivy
wrapped her legs around her head to lock her head in
place and quivered through a satisfying climax.

	By the time they had to return to Las Vegas,
Carrie had endured all manner of sexual abuse and
become Ivy's sex slave.  She moved in with Ivy and
virtually became her wife in every way.  She cooked
and cleaned for her and her reward was the most
mind blowing sex any girl had ever had.



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